Showing posts with label Southern Folk Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Southern Folk Art. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

The Storied South (copy)

The Storied South
William Ferris has a new book out titled, The Storied South: Voices of Writers and Artists. It is his early interviews with noted movers and shakers in the late 60s through to early 90s, and not all were Southern. The book includes his original recordings of the interviews on CD and his Super 8 videos on DVD.
Readers will hear familiar voices like Eudora Welty, Alice Walker, Bobby Rush, Walker Evans, William Eggleston, Carroll Cloar, and William Dunlap. They will also find some surprises with Charles and Pete Seeger, Sterling Brown, and Dr. John Dollard.
Take some time to revisit the Agrarian Movement with the voices of one leader Robert Penn Warren, one follower Cleanth Brooks, and one detractor John Blassingame. In Robert Penn Warren’s interview I read that Faulkner was loved by the Agrarians and Warren cited Fletcher, Ransom and Owsley. In college, I learned they hated Faulkner thus my distaste for them.
 As a resident of Como, MS, I also like Warren’s comment, “During my time as a student and teaching in the South, parties were almost always either playing charades or poker or tale-telling. Andrew Lytle was a great actor and a great improviser of tales. He was one of the best raconteurs and conversationalists I have ever known. There are only a few people who can even touch him. Stark Young could and Lyle Saxon in New Orleans could.”
Pete Seeger’s interview was eye opening probably because I am more familiar with his children’s book, “Abiyoyo,” than his activism. His father who is also interviewed taught him the importance of folk music and Alan Lomax hired him—for $15 a week—to listen to “old commercial records of the twenties.”
Seeger wanted to improve his banjo playing and what better place than the South. He “learned to hitchhike” in 1940 and hit the road with a little trick from friend, Woody Guthrie. Sit at a bar nursing one beer with your banjo slung over your shoulder. After a while, someone is bound to ask if you can play. Woody said hang back and be reluctant. “Well maybe a little,” and keep on drinking your beer. “Finally, somebody is going to say, ‘Kid, I got a quarter. Play me a tune.’ Now you start playing.”
Seeger crossed the great Suwannee River in the sky this past January, but this interview feels like he is talking directly to us today. William Ferris’s rapport with all his subjects emits a back porch, talk amongst friends, feeling and we have access to rare and fun Southern stories.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Mean Moon Blues (copy)

Last night I ran under a full blue moon. It was brilliant, beautiful and white. As I write, today is the 21st, and you may be puzzled. How in the world can there be two full moons in one month with one in the middle of the month?
Our definition of a blue moon is modern and wrong! I was brought up thinking a blue moon was the second full moon in a month. Actually, it means the third full moon in a season with four full moons. An even rarer occurrence than two full moons in a month, the next blue moon will not occur until July 2015.
Back in the 1937 “Maine Farmers’ Almanac,” a blue moon indicated that it fell after the summer and midsummer moons, but before late summer moon. Huh? Someone had named the moons, but what about the extra one. Well, they could not call the fourth moon a late because that meant the last one in the season; thus, the third was called blue.
I am with you, it is easier just to say the second moon in a month is blue. Because it was difficult to predict blue moons in a Lunar Cycle, as per an answer to a question posed to Lawrence J. Lafleur in the 1943 July issue of “Sky and Telescope” magazine, spawned the expression, “Once in a Blue Moon.”
All this to say, I just ran across a book with unforgettable characters that comes around once in a blue moon. Just like the four phases in 1937, this phase has yet to be named.
The book is not Erskine Caldwell’s, “Tobacco Road,” but you get the poor white Lesters afraid of work in the Dinmore family. Nor is the book akin to Flannery O’Connor’s short story “Good Country People” where Joy Hopewell loses her artificial leg to a traveling salesman, but our character Stella Jo just wants to replace her peg with a real artificial limb. The book’s characters are poor white trash, not the marginal mean characters that permeate Harry Crew’s Dirty South genre.
For me the example of a blue moon is “Mean Moon Blues” by retired Northwest Mississippi Community College English instructor, John Osier. It lies between my midsummer (O’Connor) and late (Crews) moons.
Osier tells the story of a moonshine family, Dinmore’s, living off greens now that they have no money for meat and Sleepy’s trotline is as empty as his belly. With the help of his no good neighbors, Poot and Dent Wingo, a plot is hatched to make some money. Enough cash to eat a fine meal with new choppers and a little extra for Stella Jo to get a real artificial leg.
See, Charles Henry, president of the small town of Dreg’s bank, has died and Sleepy thinks his widow will pay a pretty sum to get the body back if they kidnap it. Yes, whiskey is involved. 

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Year of Our Lord (copy)


Ever read a book and say, “Man, I would love to meet this guy and all his supportive friends!”? The guy I am referring to is Lucas McCarty and some of his friends include the congregation of The Trinity House of Prayer in Moorhead, Miss. I found him by reading Year of Our Lord: Faith, Hope, and Harmony in the Mississippi Delta by T.R. Pearson with photographs by Langdon Clay.

I spent an enjoyable night reading this nonfiction book. Pearson’s talent includes the ability to make the reader part of the community he describes. I kicked pebbles on the deserted downtown streets of Greenville. I ran a fishing line to check the oxygen levels of catfish ponds in the Delta. I sweated through a three hour sermon as the preacher promised to be brief. Most of all, I twitched and jerked with no control over my drool in a voiceless boy’s body.

Lucas McCarty lacked the oxygen he needed to be healthy. It took the doctor too long to retrieve his little body from his mother’s womb. As a result, he has cerebral palsy. It is a mild case. It could be worse.

Lucas can walk on his knees or scoot around in his wheelchair. He can call out in tune with the choir, but he cannot speak. His hands are drawn-in and jerky which makes typing impossible. In order to communicate he carries a box around filled with push button symbols. Although, he is limited in functionality he has a job as a spokesperson for the box called a Pathfinder.

Since birth, Lucas has known and felt his difference by the way people treat him. He believes the black community treats him in a less standoffish way. For example, he watches a white child stand and stare at him while a black child greets him and starts asking questions.

He also feels more comfortable praising God in a black church versus his Episcopal rearing. In Trinity he is at home amongst an accepting family. His best buddy, John Woods, brought him there as a child and now the choir saves him a spot in the loft. After praising the Lord in voice he moves down to the pulpit and sits behind Bishop William B. Knighten. It is here he will hear the bishop exclaim that God never makes a mistake.

Along with having an outstanding author in Pearson and subject in McCarty, readers will enjoy another delight in the photographer. Internationally known, Clay displays Mississippi and its peoples in a light that makes one think moving watercolors. This book makes me proud to be a Mississippian.

Watch the new YouTube video here!

Monday, July 14, 2008

Name Your Blues Contest!

About four years ago a man named Porkchop moved to town. We didn't think anything of his name other than he didn't look like a porkchop. When pressed he would say, "that is just what they call me."

A couple months later, hubby comes home from a long day at work and proclaims he wants to be called Cornbread. Says he was inspired at work while telling his crew about Porkchop. Not to be out done I decided I liked the name Apple Sauce 'cos it sweetens the meal.

When the three of us meet on the street, we become the Supper Plate Blues Band! :D

Time for the name your blues contest! Put on your thinking caps and develop a blues name. One you would be proud of, one that says a little sumpen 'bout you. You may use a blues name generator. Once you've decided on the essence of your personal blues write a post and enter on Mister Linky. The drawing will be this Rainy Monday the 21st of July!

One winner will receive an autographed copy of Finn (newly released in pb) by Jon Clinch!

Note: The folk art is by Allen & Mary Dee and titled Our Lady of the Blue Plate Special!

Friday, May 23, 2008

All the Way to Zealand!

We have a Winner!
Congratulations Maree of Just Add Books!

Pecans will be going all the way to New Zealand! Enjoy Maree!

Picking Pecans by artist Chris Clark!

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Conference Airport Blues!

ALABloggingHow many of us poor librarians spent the long day, night, and morning traveling from DC to home? I arrived at the airport a hair after 3:30pm, with a delayed 8ish departure, and arrived at my back stoop at 4:01 this morning. Some poor souls probably still haven't made it home because of the cancelled flights. Weather in Atlanta and Air Traffic Control delays were to blame, but don't you just want to blame it on the airlines.

How about some blues for y'all. A little Go Down to the River and take a bath blues! You know you want to dunk yourself in that cold, cool water. Go on, I'll wait.

Oh, and here's a little trivia for y'all bluesy peeps. Mississippi Fred pumped gas between his international/national touring schedule.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Dueling Southern Authors

Among the classic Southern authors, who is the Southernest?
I’ll write their names alphabetically so as not to show my prejudices.

1. Erskine Caldwell
2. William Faulkner
3. Zora Neale Hurston
4. Harper Lee
5. Carson McCullers
6. Margaret Mitchell
7. Flannery O'Connor
8. Mark Twain
9. Alice Walker
10. Robert Penn Warren
11. Eudora Welty
12. Tennessee Williams
13. _______________

Please, leave a post so we may disagree! :D