Pete Seeger and the Unironic world
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I have a pile of partial thoughts here that I've been trying to put together since Saturday.
Failing to have had them coalesce, I'll just try to get some of them down here now, and let you - my far more coherent readers - figure out what I'm trying to say. :)
So, Mom and I went to see Arlo Guthrie's annual thanksgiving concert at Carnegie Hall, this year featuring Pete Seeger - currently 93 and in somewhat better voice than he's been the last couple of times I've heard him.
The thing that struck me, sitting in a _full_ Carnegie Hall, where we're all singing, having been told by Pete to sing - and as we all know, when Pete says sing, you sing - is that there wasn't a lick of irony in the singing of Good Night Irene, Walk That Lonesome Valley, Turn Turn Turn (with verses for kids that Pete wrote ~50 years ago and only recently rediscovered), This Land Is My Land, and so on. That as much as a huge current in the current culture says that you can't enjoy that sort of song genuinely any more, that's just not true in a room with Pete Seeger ...And I'm tearing up writing about Pete as I can't help but think of how much poorer the world will be when he passes. He seemed certain he wasn't going to make his centenary when it was joked about on stage (as much of what Arlo was performing was Woodie's songs as part of HIS centenary) but the world is SO MUCH a better place for his being in it, and I can only hope that we can maintain what he's done after he's gone.
And for me, a huge part of that is the ability to sing songs like that, genuinely and with feeling...
(And Arlo and Family are /consummate/ professionals, as Jackie (Arlo's wife, half the band's mom, the 4 featured singers' grandma) died of (Fuck...) cancer in mid-October...)
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I have a pile of partial thoughts here that I've been trying to put together since Saturday.
Failing to have had them coalesce, I'll just try to get some of them down here now, and let you - my far more coherent readers - figure out what I'm trying to say. :)
So, Mom and I went to see Arlo Guthrie's annual thanksgiving concert at Carnegie Hall, this year featuring Pete Seeger - currently 93 and in somewhat better voice than he's been the last couple of times I've heard him.
The thing that struck me, sitting in a _full_ Carnegie Hall, where we're all singing, having been told by Pete to sing - and as we all know, when Pete says sing, you sing - is that there wasn't a lick of irony in the singing of Good Night Irene, Walk That Lonesome Valley, Turn Turn Turn (with verses for kids that Pete wrote ~50 years ago and only recently rediscovered), This Land Is My Land, and so on. That as much as a huge current in the current culture says that you can't enjoy that sort of song genuinely any more, that's just not true in a room with Pete Seeger ...And I'm tearing up writing about Pete as I can't help but think of how much poorer the world will be when he passes. He seemed certain he wasn't going to make his centenary when it was joked about on stage (as much of what Arlo was performing was Woodie's songs as part of HIS centenary) but the world is SO MUCH a better place for his being in it, and I can only hope that we can maintain what he's done after he's gone.
And for me, a huge part of that is the ability to sing songs like that, genuinely and with feeling...
(And Arlo and Family are /consummate/ professionals, as Jackie (Arlo's wife, half the band's mom, the 4 featured singers' grandma) died of (Fuck...) cancer in mid-October...)
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