Thursday, August 11, 2011

An Open Statement to the Fans of The Help: On behalf of the Association of Black Women Historians

Friday, August 12, 2011

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An Open Statement to the Fans of The Help:

On behalf of the Association of Black Women Historians (ABWH), this statement provides historical context to address widespread stereotyping presented in both the film and novel version of The Help. The book has sold over three million copies, and heavy promotion of the movie will ensure its success at the box office. Despite efforts to market the book and the film as a progressive story of triumph over racial injustice, The Help distorts, ignores, and trivializes the experiences of black domestic workers. We are specifically concerned about the representations of black life and the lack of attention given to sexual harassment and civil rights activism.

During the 1960s, the era covered in The Help, legal segregation and economic inequalities limited black women's employment opportunities. Up to 90 per cent of working black women in the South labored as domestic servants in white homes. The Help’s representation of these women is a disappointing resurrection of Mammy—a mythical stereotype of black women who were compelled, either by slavery or segregation, to serve white families. Portrayed as asexual, loyal, and contented caretakers of whites, the caricature of Mammy allowed mainstream America to ignore the systemic racism that bound black women to back-breaking, low paying jobs where employers routinely exploited them. The popularity of this most recent iteration is troubling because it reveals a contemporary nostalgia for the days when a black woman could only hope to clean the White House rather than reside in it.

Both versions of The Help also misrepresent African American speech and culture. Set in the South, the appropriate regional accent gives way to a child-like, over-exaggerated “black” dialect. In the film, for example, the primary character, Aibileen, reassures a young white child that, “You is smat, you is kind, you is important.” In the book, black women refer to the Lord as the “Law,” an irreverent depiction of black vernacular. For centuries, black women and men have drawn strength from their community institutions. The black family, in particular provided support and the validation of personhood necessary to stand against adversity. We do not recognize the black community described in The Help where most of the black male characters are depicted as drunkards, abusive, or absent. Such distorted images are misleading and do not represent the historical realities of black masculinity and manhood.

Furthermore, African American domestic workers often suffered sexual harassment as well as physical and verbal abuse in the homes of white employers. For example, a recently discovered letter written by Civil Rights activist Rosa Parks indicates that she, like many black domestic workers, lived under the threat and sometimes reality of sexual assault. The film, on the other hand, makes light of black women’s fears and vulnerabilities turning them into moments of comic relief.

Similarly, the film is woefully silent on the rich and vibrant history of black Civil Rights activists in Mississippi. Granted, the assassination of Medgar Evers, the first Mississippi based field secretary of the NAACP, gets some attention. However, Evers’ assassination sends Jackson’s black community frantically scurrying into the streets in utter chaos and disorganized confusion—a far cry from the courage demonstrated by the black men and women who continued his fight. Portraying the most dangerous racists in 1960s Mississippi as a group of attractive, well dressed, society women, while ignoring the reign of terror perpetuated by the Ku Klux Klan and the White Citizens Council, limits racial injustice to individual acts of meanness.

We respect the stellar performances of the African American actresses in this film. Indeed, this statement is in no way a criticism of their talent. It is, however, an attempt to provide context for this popular rendition of black life in the Jim Crow South. In the end, The Help is not a story about the millions of hardworking and dignified black women who labored in white homes to support their families and communities. Rather, it is the coming-of-age story of a white protagonist, who uses myths about the lives of black women to make sense of her own. The Association of Black Women Historians finds it unacceptable for either this book or this film to strip black women’s lives of historical accuracy for the sake of entertainment.

Ida E. Jones is National Director of ABWH and Assistant Curator at Howard University. Daina Ramey Berry, Tiffany M. Gill, and Kali Nicole Gross are Lifetime Members of ABWH and Associate Professors at the University of Texas at Austin. Janice Sumler-Edmond is a Lifetime Member of ABWH and is a Professor at Huston-Tillotson University.

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Suggested Reading:

Fiction:

Like one of the Family: Conversations from A Domestic’s Life, Alice Childress

The Book of the Night Women by Marlon James

Blanche on the Lam by Barbara Neeley

The Street by Ann Petry

A Million Nightingales by Susan Straight

Non-Fiction:

Out of the House of Bondage: The Transformation of the Plantation Household by Thavolia Glymph

To Joy My Freedom: Southern Black Women’s Lives and Labors by Tera Hunter

Labor of Love Labor of Sorrow: Black Women, Work, and the Family, from Slavery to the Present by Jacqueline Jones
Living In, Living Out: African American Domestics and the Great Migration by Elizabeth Clark-Lewis

Coming of Age in Mississippi by Anne Moody

Any questions, comments, or interview requests can be sent to: ABWHTheHelp@gmail.com

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Wednesday, August 10, 2011

To Undertake My Corners Open


Show description for Sunday 8/7/2011 @ 3:00 PM - 6:00 PM

Now to talk to me about black studies as if it's something that concerned [only] black people is an utter denial. This is the history of Western Civilization. I can't see it otherwise. This is the history that black people and white people and all serious students of modern history of the world have to know. To say it's some kind of ethnic problem is a lot of nonsense. - C.L.R. James, (1969)
O-Jazz-O
by Bob Kaufman

Where the string
At
some point,
Was umbilical jazz,
Or perhaps,
In memory,
A long lost bloody cross,
Buried in some steel cavalry.
In what time
For whom do we bleed,
Lost notes, from some jazzman's
Broken needle.
Musical tears from lost
Eyes.
Broken drumsticks, why?
Pitter patter, boom dropping
Bombs in the middle
Of my emotions
My father's sound
My mother's sound,
Is love,
Is life



pictured at right, Yves Tanguy, Dame a l'Absence, 1942

pictured above, Henry Treadgill, photo by Claudio Casanova


ArtistSongAlbumLabel

Henry Grimes & Rashied AliThis Must Have Always HappenedGoing to the RitualPorter

Odean PopeScorpio TwinsPlant LifePorter

Wordwind Chorus (Q.R.Hand)The Rap From Living On DreamsWe Are of the SayingWordwind Chorus

Michael BisioZephyr RevisitedTravel Musicmichaelbisio.com

Henry Threadgill ZooidAfter Some TimeThis Brings Us To (Volume 1)Pi

Al YoungSundays In DemocraciesSomething About the BluesSourcebooks
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Henry Threadgill ZooidLying EyesThis Brings Us To (Volume 2)Pi

Farmers By NatureSir Snacktray SpeaksOut of This Worlds DistortionsAUM-Fidelity

Wordwind Chorus (Reginald Lockett)A Veteran Contemplates the Fate of His Immigrant StudentsWe Are of the SayingWordwind Chorus

Darius Jones & Matthew ShippBleed Cosmic LiederAUM-Fidelity

Darius Jones & Matthew ShippUltima ThuleCosmic LiederAUM-Fidelity

Al YoungConjugal VisitsSomething About the BluesSourcebooks
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Michael BisioLivin' LargeTravel Musicmichaelbisio.com

Henry Threadgill ZooidTo Undertake My Corners OpenThis Brings Us To (Volume 1)Pi

David S. WareDuality Is OnePlanetary UnknownAUM-Fidelity

Farmers By NatureOut Of This World's Distortions Grow Aspens and Other Beautiful ThingsOut of This World's DistortionsAUM-Fidelity
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Henry Threadgill ZooidIt Never MovedThis Brings Us To (Volume 2)Pi

Wordwind Chorus (Reginald Lockett)The MovementWe Are of the SayingWordwind Chorus

Odean Pope featuring Marshall AllenCustody of the American SpiritUniversal SoundsPorter

Henry Threadgill ZooidExtremely Sweet WilliamThis Brings Us To (Volume 2)Pi
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Corey Wilkes & Abstrakt PulseLevitationCries From Tha GhettoPi

Marc RibotSpiritsSpiritual UnityPi

Ran Blake & Jeanne LeeNewswatchYou Stepped Out of a CloudOwl
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Art Ensemble of ChicagoEveryday's a Perfect Day[Sirius Calling]Pi

Thursday, August 4, 2011

I heard Erzulie singing on the waters of night


Show description for Sunday 7/31/2011 @ 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM


Desmangles



Let me bring some relief to my name,
famous for hiding runaway slaves
and future kings, sons of Europe,
whose marriage, arranged by Laveau,
brought stock to the fortunes of Creoles
and voodoo tyrants alike.

Let me display the roots and tethered vines,
the fetid swamp which covers this secret
with protoplasm, and basalt theory.
Wreckage from a promise kept,
beneath the fire of the fortaleza,
the villa of inquisitional escapees
mattering with Dahomey chiefs,
the ouster of Napoleon,
and the coinage of Négritude,
Césaire's notebooks, leaves
on the brackish ponds of my namesake.

And just below the freedom
of a million castles burned,
a slave masters whips drys
in the window of a museum,
near the blouse of my Corrina.

For a Bluesman's pluck and dash,
a railroad capsizes. The iron rails
of a ship going nowhere
in particular except home.

There, my swamp secret begins,
in the foliage of this poem.

The first breath
in a long song unsung.


ArtistSongAlbumLabel

Phineas Newborn Jr.What Is This Thing Called Love?Phineas' RainbowRCA

Dave BrubeckWaltz LimpCountdown: Time In Outer SpaceColumbia

George RussellConcerto For Billy The KidThe Jazz WorkshopRCA

Eddie Heywood The ContinentalEddie Heywood 1946-1947Chronological Classics

Tommy FlanaganUgly BeautyThelonicaEnja

Chick CoreaEronelTrio MusicECM
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Steve Lacy & Mal WaldronLet's Call ThisLet's Call ThisHat Art

Mary Lou Williams45 Degree AngleThe Jazz PianoRCA-France

John LewisSilverOrchestra U.S.A.RCA

Duke EllingtonPrimpin' For The PromPrimpin' For The PromCBS-France

Duke Ellington & Jimmy BlantonBluesDuke Ellington & Jimmy Blanton RCA

Dexter GordonShiny StockingsGettin' AroundBlue Note
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Jelly Roll Morton King Porter StompBlues And Stomps From Original Piano RollsBiograph

Benny GoodmanKing Porter StompBenny Goodman LiveAirshot

AirKing Porter StompAir LoreNovus

Steve Lacy & Mal WaldronWell You Needn'tLet's Call ThisHat Art

Chick CoreaLittle Rootie TootieTrio MusicECM

Tommy FlanaganOff MinorThelonicaEnja
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Dizzy GillespieBebopFor Musicians OnlyVerve

Bud PowellTempus FugitJazz GiantVerve
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Les McCann & Eddie HarrisComapred To WhatSwiss MovementAtlantic

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Empathy, Curiosity and the Ecstasy of Discovery in the Poetry of David Meltzer


Show description for Sunday 7/24/2011 @ 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM

Our guest this afternoon, on the the 5 o'clock hour, is poet David Meltzer, talking about his most recent book, When I Was A Poet, new from City Lights. Born in 1937, David Meltzer is a poet associated with both the Beat Generation and the San Francisco Renaissance. He was also included in Don Allen's seminal anthology, The New American Poetry. A child prodigy, Meltzer performed on the radio and TV in New York beginning in the late '40s. In 1957, after a few years in Los Angeles, where he was a part of the circle around Wallace Berman's Semina magazine, Meltzer moved to San Francisco, where he associated with such poets as Allen Ginsberg and Jack Spicer. One of the pioneers of jazz poetry readings, Meltzer formed a psychedelic folk-rock group, Serpent Power, with his late wife Tina and poet Clark Coolidge, recording for Vanguard records in the late '60's. He continues to perform with the music and poetry review, Rockpile. In addition to his many books of poetry, Meltzer published 10 erotic novels in the late '60s and early '70s, including the critically acclaimed Agency Trilogy, revisiting the genre in 1995 with Under. He has edited many anthologies, including San Francisco Beat: Talking with the Poets (City Lights, 2001).

A newly published report shows that the number of homeless children in Sacramento public schools has more than doubled in recent years, yet Mayor Kevin Johnson has issued no response whatsoever to this issue or the report itself. We must demand answers and accountability! Contact Mayor Johnson, and let him know he cannot ignore the homeless children of this city!
Demand answers and accountability!


ArtistSongAlbumLabel

Dizzy Gillespie & Don ByasA Night In TunisiaThe QuintessentialRCA - France

Thelonious Monk TrioRuby My DearGenius on Modern MusicBlue Note

Bud Powell TrioReets & IThe Amazing Bud PowellBlue Note

Dizzy Gillespie OrchestraTwo Bass HitThe QuintessentialRCA - France

Miles Davis SextetTwo Bass Hit (live)At Newport 1958Columbia

Miles Davis & John ColtraneFran-Dance (live)Live In Stockholm 1960Dragon

Betty CarterI Don't Want To Set The World On FireOut There with Betty CarterABC

Betty CarterAll I've GotThe Modern SoundABC

Shirley HornAnd I Love HimTravelin' LightABC
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Anita O'DayThe Way You Look TonightCool HeatVerve

Johnny GriffinThe Way You Look TonightPresenting Johnny GriffinBlue Note

Ella FitzgeraldMy Melancholy BabyTeddy Wilson & His OrchestraColumbia

Sarah VaughnNice Work If You Can Get ItAfter HoursColumbia

Thelonious Monk TrioNice Work If You Can Get ItGenius on Modern MusicBlue Note

Herbie NicholsRiff PrimatifThe Third WorldBlue Note
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Sonny Rollins featuring Thelonious MonkMisterioso (excerpt)Sonny Rollins Volume 2Blue Note

Interview With David Meltzer By Justin DesmanglesInterview With David Meltzer By Justin DesmanglesInterview With David Meltzer By Justin DesmanglesInterview With David Meltzer By Justin Desmangles

Sonny Rollins featuring Thelonious Monk

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Speech to Congress of Black African Writers 1959 By Frantz Fanon


Colonial domination, because it is total and tends to over-simplify, very soon manages to disrupt in spectacular fashion the cultural life of a conquered people. This cultural obliteration is made possible by the negation of national reality, by new legal relations introduced by the occupying power, by the banishment of the natives and their customs to outlying districts by colonial society, by expropriation, and by the systematic enslaving of men and women.

Three years ago at our first congress I showed that, in the colonial situation, dynamism is replaced fairly quickly by a substantification of the attitudes of the colonising power. The area of culture is then marked off by fences and signposts. These are in fact so many defence mechanisms of the most elementary type, comparable for more than one good reason to the simple instinct for preservation. The interest of this period for us is that the oppressor does not manage to convince himself of the objective non-existence of the oppressed nation and its culture. Every effort is made to bring the colonised person to admit the inferiority of his culture which has been transformed into instinctive patterns of behaviour, to recognise the unreality of his 'nation', and, in the last extreme, the confused and imperfect character of his own biological structure.

Vis-à-vis this state of affairs, the native's reactions are not unanimous While the mass of the people maintain intact traditions which are completely different from those of the colonial situation, and the artisan style solidifies into a formalism which is more and more stereotyped, the intellectual throws himself in frenzied fashion into the frantic acquisition of the culture of the occupying power and takes every opportunity of unfavourably criticising his own national culture, or else takes refuge in setting out and substantiating the claims of that culture in a way that is passionate but rapidly becomes unproductive.

The common nature of these two reactions lies in the fact that they both lead to impossible contradictions. Whether a turncoat or a substantialist the native is ineffectual precisely because the analysis of the colonial situation is not carried out on strict lines. The colonial situation calls a halt to national culture in almost every field. Within the framework of colonial domination there is not and there will never be such phenomena as new cultural departures or changes in the national culture. Here and there valiant attempts are sometimes made to reanimate the cultural dynamic and to give fresh impulses to its themes, its forms and its tonalities. The immediate, palpable and obvious interest of such leaps ahead is nil. But if we follow up the consequences to the very end we see that preparations are being thus made to brush the cobwebs off national consciousness to question oppression and to open up the struggle for freedom.

A national culture under colonial domination is a contested culture whose destruction is sought in systematic fashion. It very quickly becomes a culture condemned to secrecy. This idea of clandestine culture is immediately seen in the reactions of the occupying power which interprets attachment to traditions as faithfulness to the spirit of the nation and as a refusal to submit. This persistence in following forms of culture which are already condemned to extinction is already a demonstration of nationality; but it is a demonstration which is a throw-back to the laws of inertia. There is no taking of the offensive and no redefining of relationships. There is simply a concentration on a hard core of culture which is becoming more and more shrivelled up, inert and empty.

By the time a century or two of exploitation has passed there comes about a veritable emaciation of the stock of national culture. It becomes a set of automatic habits, some traditions of dress and a few broken-down institutions. Little movement can be discerned in such remnants of culture; there is no real creativity and no overflowing life. The poverty of the people, national oppression and the inhibition of culture are one and the same thing. After a century of colonial domination we find a culture which is rigid in the extreme, or rather what we find are the dregs of culture, its mineral strata. The withering away of the reality of the nation and the death-pangs of the national culture are linked to each other in mutual dependences. This is why it is of capital importance to follow the evolution of these relations during the struggle for national freedom. The negation of the native's culture, the contempt for any manifestation of culture whether active or emotional and the placing outside the pale of all specialised branches of organisation contribute to breed aggressive patterns of conduct in the native. But these patterns of conduct are of the reflexive type; they are poorly differentiated, anarchic and ineffective. Colonial exploitation, poverty and endemic famine drive the native more and more to open, organised revolt. The necessity for an open and decisive breach is formed progressively and imperceptibly, and comes to be felt by the great majority of the people. Those tensions which hitherto were non-existent come into being. International events, the collapse of whole sections of colonial empires and the contradictions inherent in the colonial system strengthen and uphold the native's combativity while promoting and giving support to national consciousness.

These new-found tensions which are present at all stages in the real nature of colonialism have their repercussions on the cultural plane. In literature, for example, there is relative over-production. From being a reply on a minor scale to the dominating power, the literature produced by natives becomes differentiated and makes itself into a will to particularism. The intelligentsia, which during the period of repression was essentially a consuming public, now themselves become producers. This literature at first chooses to confine itself to the tragic and poetic style; but later on novels, short stories and essays are attempted. It is as if a kind of internal organisation or law of expression existed which wills that poetic expression become less frequent in proportion as the objectives and the methods of the struggle for liberation become more precise. Themes are completely altered; in fact, we find less and less of bitter, hopeless recrimination and less also of that violent, resounding, florid writing which on the whole serves to reassure the occupying power. The colonialists have in former times encouraged these modes of expression and made their existence possible. Stinging denunciations, the exposing of distressing conditions and passions which find their outlet in expression are in fact assimilated by the occupying power in a cathartic process. To aid such processes is in a certain sense to avoid their dramatisation and to clear the atmosphere. But such a situation can only be transitory. In fact, the progress of national consciousness among the people modifies and gives precision to the literary utterances of the native intellectual. The continued cohesion of the people constitutes for the intellectual an invitation to go farther than his cry of protest. The lament first makes the indictment; then it makes an appeal. In the period that follows, the words of command are heard. The crystallisation of the national consciousness will both disrupt literary styles and themes, and also create a completely new public. While at the beginning the native intellectual used to produce his work to be read exclusively by the oppressor, whether with the intention of charming him or of denouncing him through ethnical or subjectivist means, now the native writer progressively takes on the habit of addressing his own people.

It is only from that moment that we can speak of a national literature. Here there is, at the level of literary creation, the taking up and clarification of themes which are typically nationalist. This may be properly called a literature of combat, in the sense that it calls on the whole people to fight for their existence as a nation. It is a literature of combat, because it moulds the national consciousness, giving it form and contours and flinging open before it new and boundless horizons; it is a literature of combat because it assumes responsibility, and because it is the will to liberty expressed in terms of time and space.

On another level, the oral tradition - stories, epics and songs of the people - which formerly were filed away as set pieces are now beginning to change. The storytellers who used to relate inert episodes now bring them alive and introduce into them modifications which are increasingly fundamental. There is a tendency to bring conflicts up to date and to modernise the kinds of struggle which the stories evoke, together with the names of heroes and the types of weapons. The method of allusion is more and more widely used. The formula 'This all happened long ago' is substituted by that of 'What we are going to speak of happened somewhere else, but it might well have happened here today, and it might happen tomorrow'. The example of Algeria is significant in this context. From 1952-3 on, the storytellers, who were before that time stereotyped and tedious to listen to, completely overturned their traditional methods of storytelling and the contents of their tales. Their public, which was formerly scattered, became compact. The epic, with its typified categories, reappeared; it became an authentic form of entertainment which took on once more a cultural value. Colonialism made no mistake when from 1955 on it proceeded to arrest these storytellers systematically.

The contact of the people with the new movement gives rise to a new rhythm of life and to forgotten muscular tensions, and develops the imagination. Every time the storyteller relates a fresh episode to his public, he presides over a real invocation. The existence of a new type of man is revealed to the public. The present is no longer turned in upon itself but spread out for all to see. The storyteller once more gives free rein to his imagination; he makes innovations and he creates a work of art. It even happens that the characters, which are barely ready for such a transformation - highway robbers or more or less antisocial vagabonds - are taken up and remodelled. The emergence of the imagination and of the creative urge in the songs and epic stories of a colonised country is worth following. The storyteller replies to the expectant people by successive approximations, and makes his way, apparently alone but in fact helped on by his public, towards the seeking out of new patterns, that is to say national patterns. Comedy and farce disappear, or lose their attraction. As for dramatisation, it is no longer placed on the plane of the troubled intellectual and his tormented conscience. By losing its characteristics of despair and revolt, the drama becomes part of the common lot of the people and forms part of an action in preparation or already in progress.

Where handicrafts are concerned, the forms of expression which formerly were the dregs of art, surviving as if in a daze, now begin to reach out. Woodwork, for .example, which formerly turned out certain faces and attitudes by the million, begins to be differentiated. The inexpressive or overwrought mask comes to life and the arms tend to be raised from the body as if to sketch an action. Compositions containing two, three or five figures appear. The traditional schools are led on to creative efforts by the rising avalanche of amateurs or of critics. This new vigour in this sector of cultural life very often passes unseen; and yet its contribution to the national effort is of capital importance. By carving figures and faces which are full of life, and by taking as his theme a group fixed on the same pedestal, the artist invites participation in an organised movement.

If we study the repercussions of the awakening of national consciousness in the domains of ceramics and pottery-making, the same observations may be drawn. Formalism is abandoned in the craftsman's work. Jugs, jars and trays are modified, at first imperceptibly, then almost savagely. The colours, of which formerly there were but few and which obeyed the traditional rules of harmony, increase in number and are influenced by the repercussion of the rising revolution. Certain ochres and blues, which seemed forbidden to all eternity in a given cultural area, now assert themselves without giving rise to scandal. In the same way the stylisation of the human face, which according to sociologists is typical of very clearly defined regions, becomes suddenly completely relative. The specialist coming from the home country and the ethnologist are quick to note these changes. On the whole such changes are condemned in the name of a rigid code of artistic style and of a cultural life which grows up at the heart of the colonial system. The colonialist specialists do not recognise these new forms and rush to the help of the traditions of the indigenous society. It is the colonialists who become the defenders of the native style. We remember perfectly, and the example took on a certain measure of importance since the real nature of colonialism was not involved, the reactions of the white jazz specialists when after the Second World War new styles such as the be-bop took definite shape. The fact is that in their eyes jazz should only be the despairing, broken-down nostalgia of an old Negro who is trapped between five glasses of whisky, the curse of his race, and the racial hatred of the white men. As soon as the Negro comes to an understanding of himself, and understands the rest of the world differently, when he gives birth to hope and forces back the racist universe, it is clear that his trumpet sounds more clearly and his voice less hoarsely. The new fashions in jazz are not simply born of economic competition. We must without any doubt see in them one of the consequences of the defeat, slow but sure, of the southern world of the United States. And it is not utopian to suppose that in fifty years' time the type of jazz howl hiccupped by a poor misfortunate Negro will be upheld only by the whites who believe in it as an expression of nigger-hood, and who are faithful to this arrested image of a type of relationship.

We might in the same way seek and find in dancing, singing, and traditional rites and ceremonies the same upward-springing trend, and make out the same changes and the same impatience in this field. Well before the political or fighting phase of the national movement an attentive spectator can thus feel and see the manifestation of new vigour and feel the approaching conflict. He will note unusual forms of expression and themes which are fresh and imbued with a power which is no longer that of invocation but rather of the assembling of the people, a summoning together for a precise purpose. Everything works together to awaken the native's sensibility and to make unreal and inacceptable the contemplative attitude, or the acceptance of defeat. The native rebuilds his perceptions because he renews the purpose and dynamism of the craftsmen, of dancing and music and of literature and the oral tradition. His world comes to lose its accursed character. The conditions necessary for the inevitable conflict are brought together.

We have noted the appearance of the movement in cultural forms and we have seen that this movement and these new forms are linked to the state of maturity of the national consciousness. Now, this movement tends more and more to express itself objectively, in institutions. From thence comes the need for a national existence, whatever the cost.

A frequent mistake, and one which is moreover hardly justifiable is to try to find cultural expressions for and to give new values to native culture within the framework of colonial domination. This is why we arrive at a proposition which at first sight seems paradoxical: the fact that in a colonised country the most elementary, most savage and the most undifferentiated nationalism is the most fervent and efficient means of defending national culture. For culture is first the expression of a nation, the expression of its preferences, of its taboos and of its patterns. It is at every stage of the whole of society that other taboos, values and patterns are formed. A national culture is the sum total of all these appraisals; it is the result of internal and external extensions exerted over society as a whole and also at every level of that society. In the colonial situation, culture, which is doubly deprived of the support of the nation and of the state, falls away and dies. The condition for its existence is therefore national liberation and the renaissance of the state.

The nation is not only the condition of culture, its fruitfulness, its continuous renewal, and its deepening. It is also a necessity. It is the fight for national existence which sets culture moving and opens to it the doors of creation. Later on it is the nation which will ensure the conditions and framework necessary to culture. The nation gathers together the various indispensable elements necessary for the creation of a culture, those elements which alone can give it credibility, validity, life and creative power. In the same way it is its national character that will make such a culture open to other cultures and which will enable it to influence and permeate other cultures. A non-existent culture can hardly be expected to have bearing on reality, or to influence reality. The first necessity is the re-establishment of the nation in order to give life to national culture in the strictly biological sense of the phrase.

Thus we have followed the break-up of the old strata of culture, a shattering which becomes increasingly fundamental; and we have noticed, on the eve of the decisive conflict for national freedom, the renewing of forms of expression and the rebirth of the imagination. There remains one essential question: what are the relations between the struggle - whether political or military - and culture? Is there a suspension of culture during the conflict? Is the national struggle an expression of a culture? Finally, ought one to say that the battle for freedom, however fertile a posteriori with regard to culture, is in itself a negation of culture? In short is the struggle for liberation a cultural phenomenon or not?

We believe that the conscious and organised undertaking by a colonised people to re-establish the sovereignty of that nation constitutes the most complete and obvious cultural manifestation that exists. It is not alone the success of the struggle which afterwards gives validity and vigour to culture; culture is not put into cold storage during the conflict. The struggle itself in its development and in its internal progression sends culture along different paths and traces out entirely new ones for it. The struggle for freedom does not give back to the national culture its former value and shapes; this struggle which aims at a fundamentally different set of relations between men cannot leave intact either the form or the content of the people's culture. After the conflict there is not only the disappearance of colonialism but also the disappearance of the colonised man.

This new humanity cannot do otherwise than define a new humanism both for itself and for others. It is prefigured in the objectives and methods of the conflict. A struggle which mobilises all classes of the people and which expresses their aims and their impatience, which is not afraid to count almost exclusively on the people's support, will of necessity triumph. The value of this type of conflict is that it supplies the maximum of conditions necessary for the development and aims of culture. After national freedom has been obtained in these conditions, there is no such painful cultural indecision which is found in certain countries which are newly independent, because the nation by its manner of coming into being and in the terms of its existence exerts a fundamental influence over culture. A nation which is born of the people's concerted action and which embodies the real aspirations of the people while changing the state cannot exist save in the expression of exceptionally rich forms of culture.

The natives who are anxious for the culture of their country and who wish to give to it a universal dimension ought not therefore to place their confidence in the single principle of inevitable, undifferentiated independence written into the consciousness of the people in order to achieve their task. The liberation of the nation is one thing; the methods and popular content of the fight are another. It seems to me that the future of national culture and its riches are equally also part and parcel of the values which have ordained the struggle for freedom.

And now it is time to denounce certain pharisees. National claims, it is here and there stated, are a phase that humanity has left behind. It is the day of great concerted actions, and retarded nationalists ought in consequence to set their mistakes aright. We, however, consider that the mistake, which may have very serious consequences, lies in wishing to skip the national period. If culture is the expression of national consciousness, I will not hesitate to affirm that in the case with which we are dealing it is the national consciousness which is the most elaborate form of culture.

The consciousness of self is not the closing of a door to communication. Philosophic thought teaches us, on the contrary, that it is its guarantee. National consciousness, which is not nationalism, is the only thing that will give us an international dimension. This problem of national consciousness and of national culture takes on in Africa a special dimension. The birth of national consciousness in Africa has a strictly contemporaneous connexion with the African consciousness. The responsibility of the African as regards national culture is also a responsibility with regard to African-Negro culture. This joint responsibility is not the fact of a metaphysical principle but the awareness of a simple rule which wills that every independent nation in an Africa where colonialism is still entrenched is an encircled nation, a nation which is fragile and in permanent danger.

If man is known by his acts, then we will say that the most urgent thing today for the intellectual is to build up his nation. If this building up is true, that is to say if it interprets the manifest will of the people and reveals the eager African peoples, then the building of a nation is of necessity accompanied by the discovery and encouragement of universalising values. Far from keeping aloof from other nations, therefore, it is national liberation which leads the nation to play its part on the stage of history. It is at the heart of national consciousness that international consciousness lives and grows. And this two-fold emerging is ultimately the source of all culture.


Reproduced from The Wretched of the Earth, translated by Constance Farrington, Grove Press

Sunday, July 17, 2011

I am the opposite of a stage magician. He gives you illusion that has the appearance of truth. I give you truth in the pleasant disguise of illusion



Show description for Sunday 7/17/2011 @ 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM


All those ships that never sailed
The ones with their seacocks open
That were scuttled in their stalls...
Today I bring them back
Huge and transitory
And let them sail
Forever.

All those flowers that you never grew-
that you wanted to grow
The ones that were plowed under
ground in the mud-
Today I bring them back
And let you grow them
Forever.

All those wars and truces
Dancing down these years-
All in three flag swept days
Rejected meaning of God-

My body once covered with beauty
Is now a museum of betrayal.
This part remembered because of that one's touch
This part remembered for that one's kiss-
Today I bring it back
And let you live forever.

I breath a breathless I love you
And move you
Forever.

Remove the snake from Moses' arm...
And someday the Jewish queen will dance
Down the street with the dogs
And make every Jew
Her lover.



Bob Kaufman, poet. (from, The Ancient Rain)




Betye Saar, Ragtime, 2005, mixed media box assemblage, 19" x 20" x 2" Pictured above

ArtistSongAlbumLabel

Tennessee Williams (read by Montgomery Clift)Opening SoliloquyThe Glass MenagerieCaedmon

Art TatumOut Of NowhereJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Teddy WilsonSomeday SweetheartJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Billy KyleNight WhispersJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Count BasieI Never KnewJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Count BasieLittle PonyFrom King Oliver To Ornette ColemanCBS - France

Charles BrownDrifitn' BluesDriftin' BluesAladdin
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Ella FitzgeraldThis Time's The Dream's On MeSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Kenneth Patchen23rd St. Runs Into HeavenReads His PoetryFolkways

Kenneth PatchenThe Lions Of FireReads His PoetryFolkways

Willie "The Lion" SmithRelaxin'Jazz Piano 2RCA - France

Fat's WallerCarolina ShoutJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Hampton HawesDiablo's DanceJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Sylvia PlathOuijaSylvia Plath Reads Her PoetryCaedmon

Miles DavisSweet Sue, Just YouWhat Is Jazz?Columbia

Kenny Dorham Lotus Blossom2 Horns 2 RhythmRiverside
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Claude McKayTropics In New YorkAnthology Of Negro PoetsFolkways

Tommy FlanaganBalladJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Oscar PetersonFine & DandyJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Tennessee Williams (read by Montgonery Clift & Jessica Tandy)excerpt for Scene 3The Glass MenagerieCaedmon

Ella FitzgeraldLet's Take A Walk Around The BlockSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Ella FitzgeraldIll WindSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Gwendolyn BrooksSong Of The Front YardAnthology Of Negro PoetsAnthology Of Negro Poets

Charles BrownRolling Like A Pebble In The SandDriftin' BluesAladdin

Avery ParrishAfter HoursJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Sterling BrownLong GoneAnthology Of Negro PoetsAnthology Of Negro Poets

Thelonious MonkRound MidnightThelonious Monk SoloVogue

Bud Powell TheloniousJazz Piano 2RCA - France
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Ishmael ReedJudasConjurePangaea

Bud PowellTopsy TurvyJazz Piano 2RCA - France

John LewisPromenade In ParisJazz Piano 2RCA - France

Langston HughesBorderlineReads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Langston HughesGenius ChildReads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Langston HughesSuicide's NoteReads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Langston HughesLittle Lyric ( Of Great Importance)Reads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Langston HughesMottoReads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Langston HughesFlatted FifthsReads and Talks About His PoemsSpoken Arts Records

Charlie ParkerThe BirdThe Charlie Parker StoryWarner Brothers
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Richard PryorGodAre You Serious?Laff

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Margaret Walker, Lee Morgan, and those blues in the night . . .

Paulene Myers, actress (with back to camera), Raymond Patterson, poet, Margaret Walker, Paula Giddings's afro towering over Margaret Walker, Herbert Martin (center), Gwendolyn Etter-Lewis, critic, unidentified woman,Lorenzo Thomas, poet.

Show description for Sunday 7/10/2011 @ 4:00 PM - 6:00 PM

Lee Morgan , one of the greatest trumpet players in the history of jazz, is celebrated today on New Day Jazz, along with the life and poetry of Margaret Walker.

"Margaret Walker is of the great creators and teachers of literature." - Amiri Baraka


ArtistSongAlbumLabel

Margaret WalkerKissie LeeAnthology Of Negro PoetsFolkways

Ella FitzgeraldBlues In The NightSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Ella FitzgeraldLet's Fall In LoveSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Ella FitzgeraldStormy WeatherSings The Harold Arlen SongbookVerve

Margaret Walker (read by Gloria Foster)We Have Been BelieversA Hand Is On The GateVerve-Folkways

Art Blakey & The Jazz Messengers Roots & HerbsRoots & HerbsBlue Note

Lee MorganShort CountThe Sixth SenseBlue Note
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Shirley HornTravelin' LightTravelin' LightABC-Paramount

Shirley HornSunday In New YorkTravelin' LightABC-Paramount

Shirley HornI Could Have Told YouTravelin' LightABC-Paramount

Lee MorganYou're Mine YouCity LightsBlue Note

Lee MorganCity LightsCity LightsBlue Note

Margaret Walker Old Molly MeansAnthology Of Negro PoetsFolkways

Grachan Moncur IIIMonk In WonderlandEvolutionBlue Note
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Margaret Walker For My PeopleAnthology Of Negro PoetsFolkways

Art Blakey & The Jazz MessengersSakeena's VisionThe Big BeatBlue Note

Art Blakey & The Jazz MessengersCalling Miss KhadijaIndestructible!Blue Note

Margaret Walker StackaleeAnthology Of Negro PoetsFolkways

Lee MorganSince I Fell For YouCandy Blue Note

Louis ArmstrongStardustLouis Armstrong Favorites Vol. 4Columbia
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Lee KonitzI Remember YouMotionVerve