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Recognizing our interdependence

History does not repeat, but it can be instructive.

During a recent 8-hour speech* on the evening before the House of Representatives approved President Biden’s Build Back Better Act, Minority Leader Kevin McCarthy commented that “Nobody elected Joe Biden to be FDR.”

Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez shouted, “I did!” followed by other shouts of “me too!” Four grandchildren of FDR, his vice president, and two cabinet members just stood up and also said, “we voted for Biden to be FDR.”

I did too, and here’s why.


The New Deal gave Americans the chance to believe in a common purpose, and we need that focus again.

Outside of war, one of the last times Americans had a common purpose came in the 1930s. The country bonded in rejection of the austere economic policies of the Hoover administration and in overwhelming support of Franklin Delano Roosevelt’s New Deal. In the grip of an economic collapse, the country’s labor force was facing massive unemployment. Many of the most vulnerable citizens in America lived in abject poverty.

Speaking in March of 1933, FDR told the American people that their country was about more than just business and money, and it was time to “apply social values more noble than mere monetary profit. … The country must pull together and realize as we have never realized before our interdependence.”

Historian Eric Rauchway writes,

The New Deal mattered then, at the cusp of spring in 1933, because it gave Americans permission to believe in a common purpose that was not war. Neither before nor since have Americans so rallied around an essentially peaceable form of patriotism.”


It wasn’t perfect but the response worked.

FDR’s New Deal:

  • employed more than 8.5 million people;
  • built more than 650,000 miles of highways;
  • built or repaired more than 120,000 bridges;
  • put up more than 125,000 public buildings;
  • provided a social safety net for ordinary Americans, providing unemployment and disability insurance, as well as aid to widows, orphans, and the elderly;
  • supported labor and regulated business, banking, and the stock market; and
  • provided electricity to rural areas.

“When World War II broke out, the new system enabled the United States to defend the country against fascists. … (It) undercut fascism at home, too, where its adherents had been growing strong, and reminded Americans that when the government supported ordinary people, they could build a strong new future.”

The New Deal built the country’s first true middle class.


The scale of the New Deal was proportionate to the challenges the country faced in 1933. We face challenges of an equal or greater magnitude in 2021.

A (literal) sign of hope in my neighborhood

In the 1930s, the U.S. was fighting a global economic depression and the rise of fascism. Today, the U.S. is dealing with a global health crisis, the impacts of unremitting climate change, the rise of authoritarian oligarchs fueled by government-supported income inequality, and a coordinated and well-funded attack on democracy from both outside and inside our country. In the spring of 2020 millions of people lost their jobs, incomes plummeted, and spending fell to miniscule levels.

If ever we needed the country to recognize our essential interdependence and come together in a common purpose — a peaceable form of patriotism — it is right now.


Misinformation and obstruction are as old as the program itself.

Politicians backed by monied interests have fought the New Deal since its inception. Ronald Reagan’s administration began a systematic and decades-long effort to unwind its gains. Some free-market historians have tried to rewrite the history of the weak economic response of Herbert Hoover. The people overwhelmingly saw Hoover’s response for what it was in 1932 when they voted him out of office, even if the academicians in libertarian think tanks can’t see it now.

Heather Cox Richardson has outlined our responses to economic collapse from differing eras. The most recent is telling.

  • In 2020, with a Republican in the White House, the Democrats in Congress worked across the aisle and helped pass two bipartisan aid packages.
  • Then, after Biden took office, the Democrats passed the $1.9 trillion American Rescue Plan in March of 2021 over Republican obstruction. These bills put more than $3 trillion into the economy, raising incomes and enabling individuals to put money into savings. They were designed, at their core, to protect the demand side of the economy.
  • Earlier this month, Congress passed a $1.2 trillion bipartisan infrastructure bill that President Biden signed into law on November 15th. While some Republicans supported the bill, they were attacked as traitors to the party by others.

Build Back Better is the third of three critical pieces of legislation that will help reduce income inequality, one of the great — yet often unseen — threats to democracy. It is the centerpiece of the administration’s plan to have the country invest in Main Street and ordinary people rather than Wall Street. Republicans are working to block passage of the bill.


The response of the Democrats to our challenges is working.

Like the New Deal, the administration’s plan is working and is popular with Americans. With more than 5.5 million new jobs created in ten months, unemployment claims are the lowest they have been since 1969. The stock market has hit new highs, as did Black Friday sales this past weekend. Two-thirds of Americans are content with their household’s financial situation.

While a ferocious campaign of misinformation and lying by a committed political opposition has helped build a disconnect between the popularity of Biden’s policies and the president’s low approval numbers at the moment, journalist Magdi Semrau suggests that the media bears some of the responsibility for the disconnect as well.

The press talks about the cost of Biden’s signature measures without specifying what’s in them. It has focused on negative information and ignores the fact that Republicans have refused to participate in any lawmaking, choosing instead simply to be obstructionist. In my view, the press has two standards when reporting on the two parties. It is content to hammer Democrats for working hard to fix difficult problems while largely giving the Republicans a pass when they don’t even try.


Building things is hard, but it is time to get to work.

As Semrau puts it:

“Democrats want to fix bridges, provide childcare and lower drug costs. Republicans don’t. These are political facts and voters should be aware of them.”

The monied interests are attacking Build Back Better with misinformation and scare tactics as they have done since the 1930s.

It is time to recognize the obstructionism for what it is and move past the small, mean vision that is today’s Trump-dominated Republican Party. It is time to work from a bigger, more generous vision that recognizes our interdependence and invests in ordinary Americans. It is time to believe in a common purpose.

More to come…

DJB

Image: Early Oregon Civilian Conservation Corps camps, which employed young black and white men in the same jobs and same housing quarters. Credit: National Forest Service via Oregon Public Broadcasting.

*In calling it a speech, I’m being charitable … and I’ll just leave it at that.

Sharing the covers

With the arrival of cold weather, we all have thoughts of snuggling under a warm quilt, perhaps sharing the covers with someone we love.

In a recent post, I highlighted a different type of cover. Sharing the Covers is a collection of songs written and originally performed by the musicians who influenced the bluegrass band Chatham County Line. Songs such as Watching the Wheels by John Lennon or The Last Time by the Rolling Stones.

Covers of songs written and made famous by others are a dime a dozen, and most are not very good. But I do enjoy hearing some of the excellent musicians from the roots and Americana fields interpret their favorite bands and songwriters. This Saturday Soundtrack is my compilation of unexpected covers from unanticipated sources.


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Nickel Creek plays Charlottesville, VA on their 2014 reunion tour (photo by DJB)

The always adventuresome Nickel Creek is up first. Many years ago, when my daughter Claire and I were at Merlefest, Chris Thile stepped to the microphone and said, “I know it is the third day and we’ve heard a lot of great music, but I’m afraid no one has played any Brittney Spears.”

Claire’s head jerked around as Nickel Creek began the most outrageous cover of Toxic. The playful video below of the band doing the same tune is from their 2014 reunion tour at the Pick-a-Thon festival. You have to watch it for no other reason than to see if Sara Watkins is going to poke Chris’ eye out with her bow while he’s prancing around. Priceless!

This band will cover anyone, and that includes the Canadian indie rock band Mother, Mother with the frenetic Hayloft, also from their 2014 reunion tour. It was as wild live in Charlottesville as it is on this video from their Nashville concert.


The late Nanci Griffith, appearing on a 1991 Austin City Limits songwriter showcase with the Indigo Girls, Mary Chapin Carpenter and Julie Gold, tears into an energetic cover of No Expectations from the Rolling Stones‘ 1968 album Beggars Banquet. Everyone loves covering the Stones!


The Gibson Brothers (credit: GibsonBrothers.com)

The Gibson Brothers also get in on the act of covering classic Stones material, this time with It’s All Over Now from 1964. On their most recent album, the brothers perform a cover of R.E.M.’s Everybody Hurts.


Billy Strings, that wizard of the guitar, played a Halloween night concert this year in Asheville, NC. What’s a wizard to do on Halloween but come out with his band dressed as Dorothy and her three friends from Oz? (Strings is dressed as the Scarecrow. The banjo player is a ridiculous-looking Dorothy.)

The entire concert can be purchased from the You Tube channel, and the preview clip includes a good bit of Strings and his band opening that show with a bluegrass cover of the Rolling StonesYou Can’t Always Get What You Want. Given the strangeness of the evening, it also made sense to travel the strange road of The Grateful Dead, with a cover of Samson and Delilah.


MonaLisa Twins live at the Cavern Club (credit monalisa-twins.com)

The MonaLisa Twins, with real-life twins Mona and Lisa Wagner fronting the band, are from Austria and seem to be strange ambassadors for the music of the Swinging Sixties. They were 16 when they released their first album (well after the 60s were in the rear-view mirror), yet the connections to groups like The Beatles is clear. In fact, as you look on their online shop, they have released a number of albums of Beatles covers. They are not really roots or Americana artists, but they often perform these covers using instruments one finds in those genres.

Take, for instance, I’m Looking Through You from Rubber Soul, which they posted earlier this month. It may be the only version of this song where the banjo (actually a banjo-guitar) takes George Harrison’s iconic lick (played along with an organ on the original) and makes it work. From an earlier time, the Twins play another of my Beatles’ favorites, Drive My Car, also from Rubber Soul.

Be careful, these young ladies can drive you down the You Tube rabbit hole if you aren’t careful (says the voice of experience).


Other singers from the Americana and roots fold have found much to like in the Beatles songbook. Emmylou Harris had a delicious version of Here, There and Everywhere on her Elite Hotel album.


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In 2008, the talented singer, songwriter, and guitarist Darrell Scott released a full album covering those who had served as his musical influences. On Modern Hymns, you’ll find covers — as only Scott can do them — of songs by Paul Simon, Kris Kristofferson, Leonard Cohen, and others. I am fond of his interpretation of Gordon Lightfoot’s All the Lovely Ladies, and I also recommend his take on Adam Mitchell’s Out Among the Stars.


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Sarah Jarosz at the 2014 Red Wing Roots Music Festival

Bob Dylan’s songs have to be among the most covered works in the songbook. But not everyone does them justice. Besides being a terrific songwriter, Sarah Jarosz is a wonderful song interpreter. Here she delivers a masterful performance of Dylan’s Ring Them Bells.


Frank Solivan at Cedar Lane

Frank Solivan and Dirty Kitchen — who describe themselves as “the gateway drug to bluegrass” — are well known for their rock covers, several of which I highlighted on an earlier Soundtrack. Here’s the band doing the old Roy Orbison hit Pretty Woman, with banjo player Mike Munford going out of his mind. For music out of left field, you may also be interested in their version of the old Box Tops tune The Letter.


And to end with something completely different. Earlier this month I happened to turn on the CMA Awards just as Chris Stapleton and Jennifer Hudson began their duet tribute to Aretha Franklin of the Willie Nelson song (famously covered by Aretha) Night Life. Oh. My. Goodness. They throw in a cover of You Are My Sunshine for good measure (which, of course, was also covered by Franklin on the 1997 Aretha Arrives album). Stapleton continues to bring so many great artists and genres into country music, which is desperately in need of help today.

Enjoy! And remember to share the covers!

More to come…

DJB

Image: MonaLisa Twins at Abbey Road credit monalisa-twins.com

P.S. — For those who may have been confused and clicked here with the expectation of sharing quilt patterns, I’ve included a photo of my prized cathedral window quilt, made by Grandmother Brown and shown on one of the family beds in our house.

A great cover to share!

Stop and smell the roses

In the midst of turmoil and disruption, it is easy to forget the good in the world, to forget to make time for gratitude.

That would be a mistake.

A recent interview with Rebecca Solnit — a writer, historian, and activist who has long been a personal favorite — focused on the need to take time for pleasure. That interview is featured in this edition of the Weekly Reader.

Solnit sat down with Salon’s senior politics reporter Amanda Marcotte. Their topic was why George Orwell, the great prophet of totalitarianism and someone renowned for facing unpleasant facts, took time out to plant roses. The occasion was the publication of Orwell’s Roses, Solnit’s “unconventional new biography of the author of 1984 and Animal Farm. Solnit uses Orwell’s lifelong love of gardening to ask deeper questions.” Questions about the value of pleasure in our politics and the human relationship to the natural world.

Orwell has had something of a renaissance. As Marcotte writes, “He, more than anyone, nailed what it looks like to live in a world of national gaslighting, of propaganda, of how much authoritarianism is not just authoritarianism over the economy, the law, human rights, but over consciousness, culture, language, representation.” With the 2016 election, Orwell became very relevant.

Solnit came to this topic from a life-long fascination with the author. Knowing of the times he lived in, when totalitarianism and fascism were on the rise, she thought, “What the hell was he doing planting roses?”

That question allowed her to think about a lot of things beyond Orwell himself. Solnit thought about pleasure, meaning, and joy, as they relate to politics, and aesthetics versus ethics. Those things, she noted, “we need to do that may look trivial, or bourgeois, luxurious that might be essential to doing the really important work we’re here to do.”

One of the things that struck Solnit is “that the world of sensory perception is a kind of immediate, empirical reality that can counter the reality of propaganda and lies.” Finding things that give one pleasure, finding those times of delight, helps us counter the evil around us and do the work we are put here to do.

I think everyone has this impression of Orwell as this very grim, stern, pessimistic, austere guy,” says Solnit, “and to just find out how much he enjoyed himself, how passionately he gardened, how much pleasure he took in his chickens and goats and roses and crops, and grazing those goats on the public common, really gave me a different Orwell than the one I always been told was who he was. And that led me to look at his writing again. The writing had shown that all along, but we hadn’t seen it.

We all have work to do. We also all need to stop and smell the roses. “It’s okay if we bake a cake, or go on a nice run, or plant a garden,” Solnit says. Orwell did all that and it was not just compatible, but very necessary.

Whatever your life’s work, take the time to revel in what’s around you. Take the time to smell the roses.

Have a great Thanksgiving.

More to come…

DJB

Image by congerdesign from Pixabay

Our year in photos – 2021

During this season of Thanksgiving, when so many are thinking of the love of family and friends, I continue my annual tradition of posting family photographs on More to Come. This practice began back in 2008* but has grown through the years so that the entire family now participates in the creation and curation of this particular entry.

Last year at this time we were in the middle of quarantine during a worldwide pandemic. Many were anxious and separated. Instead of our usual trip to the Shenandoah Valley for the Thanksgiving holiday, we had Andrew and his partner Mark Bailey — both in our quarantine bubble — over for a succulent meal at home.

While we decorated as if it were a normal year, Christmas 2020 was anything but. The tree was up and presents were scattered around, but we were missing Claire and unable to travel to see families far away. It was bittersweet.

Ready for Christmas Eve
A new fruit juicer was under the tree for Candice!

As an essential worker teaching in a school, Claire was the first in the family to get the Covid vaccine in 2021. We all soon followed, so that by the time Andrew completed his shots early in April we felt a great sense of personal relief. With those jabs, traveling felt a bit safer and Claire came to visit over Easter, the first gathering of the four of us in quite some time.

We got the jabs (and we’ve had the booster)!
An Easter toast…the first time all the family had been together in many months
An Easter Monday hike at Brookside Gardens with Andrew and Claire

May brought even more gatherings and celebrations. Andrew and David took Candice out for Mother’s Day, and approximately a week later we were at the National Cathedral to see the Les Colombes art installation. It was stunning and a piece of inspiration in tough times.

Les Colombes at the Washington National Cathedra

At the end of the month, we celebrated Candice’s significant birthday with a coast-to-coast Zoom party. Best wishes arrived via Boombox from friends and family around the world. Claire and Blair looked in from California, while Andrew and David did the local hosting honors. It was great fun as Candice read the notes and looked through the pictures people sent or that we had prepared. Several days later we were thrilled when our long-time friend Bizzy Lane stopped by for a visit and helped extend the celebration.

Celebrating a significant birthday via Boombox, with Claire and Blair joining in from California
We had a great time pulling together pictures and stories from Candice’s life for her Boombox gift, such as this collection of photos from our 2016 sabbatical in Italy.
Enjoying a lobster feast on the deck with our dear friend Bizzy Lane

June brought Father’s Day, which Andrew joined us in celebrating in person this year.

The Brown family beards…2021 style
David enjoys a Fathers’ Day Weekend burger

In June, Andrew was honored to sing a solo at the Washington National Cathedral for the funeral of U.S. Senator John Warner, accompanied by the U.S. Marine Corps Chamber orchestra. It was sublime.

Into the summer and early fall we all began to feel more comfortable going out for drinks, meals with friends (usually outside), birthday celebrations, baseball games, weddings, and — in Claire’s case — road trips!

Venturing out to our favorite spot for drinks and oysters – Republic in Takoma Park
Claire and Ella Taranto on their west coast road trip (Ella made last year’s pictures with Andrew in London!)
Claire, with her Episcopal Urban Intern friends Caroline and Graycie during a Tennessee trip to Monteagle
Hiking at Monteagle with Edgar and Graycie
Celebrating Mark’s birthday at our new favorite Baltimore restaurant, Charleston
Even in the midst of a losing season when the team traded off most of its stars, David still found reasons to go watch the Nationals…such as picture-perfect days in September, when he can take in a day game!
Blair and Claire in Colorado, attending a friend’s wedding
Claire relaxing with a Colorado IPA
Chai waits at a friend’s house for Claire and Blair to return from their travels
While Candice was in Florida and Andrew and Mark were moving from Baltimore to DC, Flour came to keep David company. Here she patiently waits for her morning walk until he finishes his morning stretch.

Candice traveled to Florida in September to join family in celebrating her mother’s 90th birthday. The rest of us joined in by Zoom on the special day.

A birthday meal for mom, with (r to l) Andy’s wife Robin, Candice’s brother Adam, and Adam’s partner Janice
90th birthday wishes from near and far!

When you live in Washington, you can bump into folks you don’t expect. Following an Evensong at the Cathedral, we were stopped by David’s cousin Brian Rose and his family for an impromptu visit. As we exited, we also saw our long-time friend Mariah, from our Franklin Knolls pool days, who was in the neighborhood. Washington is really a small town.

Bumping into David’s cousin Brian Rose (third from r), his wife Kelly (r), daughter Marcy (center), and son Matthew (second from r) at the Washington National Cathedral after a serendipitous visit following an Evensong
Andrew meets up with Mariah, our long-time Franklin Knolls pool friend, outside the Cathedral

Because we were unable to all gather in May for Candice’s birthday, we pushed the full celebration back to October for a long weekend at Mohonk Mountain House, one of our favorite places on earth.

Birthday desserts at Mohonk Mountain house with (l to r) Blair Kittle, Claire, Candice, Mark Bailey, Andrew, and DJB
Claire and Blair in Mohonk Mountain House
Andrew coming up the rock scramble…
…followed by Claire and Blair
Everyone celebrates at the top. (DJB and CCB did not join in the “fun”)
Mark and Andrew take a paddle boat out for a spin on Lake Mohonk

Two weeks later, Candice and David were in Asheville where David was serving as the educational expert for a National Trust Tour.

At the Grove Park Inn during a National Trust Tours visit to Asheville
Touring the Biltmore Estate in Asheville on a beautiful October morning
David at the top of a windy and cool Craggy Pinnacle overlook shortly after sunrise
Craggy Pinnacle along the Blue Ridge Drive, part of our visit to Asheville with National Trust Tours
Exploring the Grove Arcade and other wonderful Asheville architecture was a real treat

With the coming of fall, thoughts turned to ghosts and goblins. As was the case last year, our townhouse community hosted a backdoor parade so the children could trick-or-treat together safely and residents wouldn’t worry about opening their front doors to unmasked visitors.

Candice provides Halloween treats to the children in our townhouse community

Silver Spring is one of the most diverse cities in America, and when you attend the annual Thanksgiving parade — as we did last Saturday — all the beauty and joy of that diversity comes through. We are thankful to live in a community where we can learn from and celebrate so many different perspectives and cultures.

Candice and David at the 2021 Thanksgiving Parade

We remain grateful for each of you and the friendships we share. Happy Thanksgiving to all.

More to come…

DJB

The family through the years: one of the “Boombox” collages we prepared for Candice’s significant birthday

*For previous year’s posts, click here for: 2020, 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011, 2010, 2009, and 2008.

Image at top: We gather over a fabulous dinner to celebrate Candice’s big day at Mohonk Mountain House in October.

Photos by Andrew Brown, Blair Kittle, Claire Brown, Candice Brown, DJB, and Mark Bailey.

I’m just going over home

The plaintive yet hopeful American folk tune Wayfaring Stranger, which we explore in this week’s Saturday Soundtrack, has long been a personal favorite. The Bluegrass Situation notes that some historians “have traced its genesis to the 1780s, others, the early 1800s. Depending on who you’re talking to the song may be a reworked Black spiritual, a lifted native hymn, or even a creation of nomadic Portuguese settlers from the southern Appalachian region.”


I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger / a-traveling through this world of woe, / and there’s no sickness, toil or danger / in that bright world to which I go. / I’m going there to see my Father, / I’m going there no more to roam; / I’m just going over Jordan, / I’m just going over home;


At one level Wayfaring Stranger is clearly a gospel song. You will occasionally hear it in churches, with this arrangement for choral group by Alice Parker — sung here by the choir at St. Alban’s parish in Washington — near the top of my list. It is also a standard in churches that use shape note singing, as heard below at the second Ireland Sacred Harp convention, in March 2012. *

But the song has lasted and reached so many because the more secular roots music world has taken it — and the story of walking through the trials of this world — for its own. For many, the definitive rendition is from the Roses in the Snow album by Emmylou Harris.

Emmylou’s aching vocals juxtaposed against the late Tony Rice‘s jazz-like guitar stylings and the wails of Jerry Douglas’ dobro all come together for a marvelous offering that has stood the test of time.


Others have also put their stamp on this classic. Let’s begin with some icons.

Johnny Cash’s recording of the song came out in his late period, when his voice was even more ragged yet in many ways more poignant. BGS says, “This song, which appears on Cash’s 2000 album American III: Solitary Man, perfectly captures the mortality that infused much of the Man In Black’s latter period recordings” and I agree.

Doc Watson‘s interpretation contains a few touches that clearly make it Doc’s music (like the southern pronunciation of Jordan and a reworking of some of the standard lyrics). This was just released on Life’s Work: A Retrospective, the new 101 track collection that celebrates the life, music and enduring influence of the iconic guitar virtuoso.”


The tune takes on a different texture when performed with old-time banjo.

For my money, Rhiannon Giddens has one of the best interpretations of Wayfaring Stranger. She performed this, with the remarkable Phil Cunningham on the accordion, as part of a BBC Northern Ireland program. Note how she stays on one chord throughout. This is one of what Giddens calls “the old songs.”

BGS has two choices among their top-twenty versions with old-time banjo accompaniment: Natalie Merchant and David Eugene Edwards.

Former 10,000 Maniacs’ vocalist Natalie Merchant unfurled a hypnotic version of ‘Wayfaring Stranger’ on her 2003 traditionals album The House Carpenter’s Daughter.”

16 Horsepower/Wovenhand singer David Eugene Edwards has made ‘Wayfaring Stranger’ one of his signature songs, with a version of the track appearing on the 16 Horsepower album Secret South as well as the 2003 Jim White documentary-adventure Searching For The Wrong-Eyed Jesus.

Jack White of the White Stripes also takes an old-time approach with the song.


I know dark clouds will gather over me, / I know my way is rough and steep; / yet beauteous fields lie just before me / where souls redeemed their vigils keep. / I’m going there to see my Mother, / she said she’d meet me when I come; / I’m only going over Jordan, / I’m only going over home.


Folk musicians, beginning with Burl Ives and Joan Baez, have long included the song in their set lists.

Tiff Merritt has an aching rendition stripped down to the simplicity of just her guitar. I especially like the calling out of each word when she gets to the phrase “meet me when I come.”

Once again, from BGS:

Knowing the tragic story of American singer Eva Cassidy’s short life adds a sad edge to this mellifluous rendition from the Eva By Heart album which was released after her death in 1996.


I want to wear a crown of glory, / when I get home to that bright land; / I want to shout salvation’s story / in concert with that heavenly band. / I’m going there to see my Savior, / to sing his praise forever more; / I’m going over Jordan, / I’m only going over home.


The song also appears on the big screen.

Two recent films featured heartbreaking versions of the song: The Broken Circle Breakdown and 1917. Both capture the weariness and trials of the lyrics that have made this song so memorable.

In addition, the 2000 film Songcatcher includes Wayfaring Stranger in its soundtrack. Cowpunk singer Maria McKee — who interpreted the song on the soundtrack — performs it here in an absolutely stunning performance on David Letterman, with Stuart Duncan playing the mournful fiddle fills.


Finally, the tune has always lent itself to instrumental improvisation.

Sam Bush, Bobby Hicks, and Alison Brown play a lovely instrumental arrangement in a concert at Harvard, Alison Brown’s alma mater. Hicks plays a soulful fiddle that cries and aches, Brown finds new tempos and chord changes as only a jazz-influenced banjo player can, and Bush … well he’s just Sammy. Amazing as always.

We’ll end with the guitar player who opened this Soundtrack. Fronting his own band, Tony Rice takes the introduction into places where no one has gone before. Then he is joined by his bandmates who explore the musical possibilities associated with traveling through this world of woe.

While listening to these different interpretations of Wayfaring Stranger, I kept thinking about the phrase that ends each chorus, which is some version of “I’m just going over home.” In that simple, poetic line, the song speaks to that belief I have that death is not the end but just a passage. I suspect that same hope for many — no matter one’s religious beliefs — helps keeps the song fresh to this day.

More to come…

DJB

Image by jwvein from Pixabay.

*As noted in the comments to another shape note singing, “the first time through is sung using solfege. Each voice part is singing not the words but rather the names of the scale, la, sol, do. Even more important is that the music they are reading from is written using shape notes. Each tone of the scale has a corresponding note head shape. (re = cup, mi = diamond, fa = flag etc.) A person can see the shape of the note and know what note to sing based on the shape. Since you learned the notes on the first read thru because you sang the solfege, now in the second time thru you can sing the words!”

Building is slow, hard work

On Monday, President Joe Biden signed the $1.2 trillion bipartisan infrastructure bill, known as the Infrastructure Investment and Jobs Act, into law. It is the type of investment that America made in itself from the 1930s through the 1970s, putting in place some of the world’s most impressive infrastructure, extending public education to everyone, and building the country’s first real middle class.

From WPA-era post offices to the bridges connecting rural communities separated by rivers and lakes; from dams that generate hydro-electric power across the South and West to the interstate highway system; from free public education that was finally available for everyone to the building of the internet we now take for granted, Americans experimented and built with an eye toward the future. In the process, we also built the world’s greatest representative democracy.

In The American Spirit, David McCullough speaks of the sense of building and experimentation that’s at the core of the American story.

“Once, in the last century, in the Cambria Iron Works at Johnstown, Pennsylvania, after working for months to build an unorthodox new machine for steel production, the engineer in charge, John Fritz, said at last, ‘All right boys, let’s start it up and see why it doesn’t work.’ It is with that very American approach to problems that I think we will find our course.”

In this land where the whole idea of our country is an ongoing experiment, what could be more American than building, experimenting, and improving on what we have? This edition of the Weekly Reader features links to writings by Heather Cox Richardson and other historians that focus on the idea of building up our country.

Several recent posts in Richardson’s Letters from an American series suggest that only one party is currently putting in the effort to build America. That’s what makes the new infrastructure bill such an anomaly in what passes for politics today, and points to a new investment in real people, not just Wall Street.

This bill is more than a needed investment in our roads and bridges. In 1981, in his first Inaugural Address, President Ronald Reagan called for the scaling back of government investment in the country, famously saying: ‘In this present crisis, government is not the solution to our problem; government is the problem.’ After 40 years of cutting government along the lines of that philosophy, this measure signals that the Democrats intend to use the government to invest in ordinary Americans, in the belief that such investment will help the country prosper.

“It is a historic bill, not least because it recalled times when the government just…functioned, with members of both parties backing the passage of a popular bill that reflected a lot of hard work to hammer out a compromise.

The new law makes the most significant investment in roads and bridges in the past 70 years, the most significant investment in passenger rail in the past 50 years, and the most significant investment in public transit in our nation’s history. Senator Rob Portman (R-OH) noted, “This is what can happen when Republicans and Democrats decide we’re going to work together to get something done.”

And yet, Trump loyalists have attacked the bill as ‘Joe Biden’s Communist takeover of America’ and have attacked any Republican who supported it as ‘a traitor to our party, a traitor to their voters and a traitor to our donors.’ Some of the Republicans voting for it have gotten death threats.

Another recent post in Letters from an American, finds Richardson writing about Donald Trump’s failed attempt to create his own media corporation and suggesting this highlights that “since 1980, the project of the Republican faction that is now in control of the party has been to take things apart rather than to build them.”

Focused on dismantling the government and stopping legislation, they have been engaged in a “negative project, rather than a positive one.” It takes hard work and creativity to build things up… 

When those accustomed to breaking things try to build them, they seem to have little idea of how much work it actually takes. They seem to think that actual accomplishments are there for the taking, and that splashy announcements and dramatic actions can solve intricate problems.”

Building is slow, hard work.

Richardson makes this point again in another post about how corporate America is waking up to the dangers of undermining democracy and what that will do to our economy.

Still, while there is increasing focus on the attempt to overturn the 2020 election and keep former president Trump in power, there has been little discussion of what the destabilization of our democracy means for the economy. This is no small thing, because since the late nineteenth century, it has been the stability of our nation that has attracted investment. That investment, in turn, has built our economy.

An October 27 article by Courtney Fingar, Ben van der Merwe, and Sebastian Shehadi in Investment Monitor warns that ‘efforts to undermine the integrity of US elections carry a heavy cost for businesses and could weaken investment in the country.’”


Unfortunately, not enough businesses have grasped this fact. As Judd Legum and Rebecca Crosby write at Popular Information, Republican operatives are increasing their push on corporations to break their pledge not to donate funds to the 147 members of Congress who objected to the certification of President Joe Biden’s electoral victory.

At least 38 major corporations pledged not to donate to any of the 147 Republican objectors and have kept their word. This group has not donated to the Republican objectors directly or indirectly through multi-candidate PACs. …

Another group of 48 companies announced that they had suspended all donations after January 6 and subsequently have not donated to any Republican objectors or multi-candidate committees that support Republican objectors.

Republican lobbyists are confident the spigot is about to be turned back on. Breaking things — like a pledge — is easy. Building a stable economy, on the other hand, is slow, hard work.


In her blog, lawyer and author Teri Kanefield writes why it is important that Democrats not fight as Republicans do. Among other things, it speaks to the work of building up a democracy.

She is writing in response to those who suggest Democrats fight fire with fire, and she calls on the work of historians of authoritarianism to help provide an answer.

People who want to save the rule of law shouldn’t use the same tactics as those who want to destroy it. According to Professor Steven Levitsky, “The greatest danger to democracy is escalation.” He says: “Escalation rarely ends well” …


Finally, Stacey Abrams is someone who understands that building things of value takes time. She’s been doing it for years. In The Bitter Southerner, Abrams is interviewed by Charlayne Hunter-Gault.

“We’ve got to acknowledge the existence of misinformation,” Abrams notes. “And instead of being critical of those who believe in it, we’ve got to be thoughtful about how we dispel it. And right now, the response is more of a “Oh, God, how can you believe that?” as opposed to, ‘OK, do you believe this? Talk to me about why and let me help you think about a different way to frame it.”’

The full interview is well worth the read.

Building is slow, hard work. So let’s get to work.

More to come…

DJB

Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay

Welcome to your empire

As I return from my morning walk my wife often asks, “How is your kingdom?” I chuckle at the playfulness of this comment before telling of my daily interaction with the street cleaners, baristas, dog walkers, and members of the street-dependent population who are the “residents” of my “kingdom.”

The humor in those conversations came to mind as I read a recent LinkedIn post from Stephanie Stuckey, the CEO of Stuckey’s Corporation. Two years ago, after a career in politics and environmental law, she bought the company founded by her grandfather in 1937 that was once a respected and welcoming part of roadside America.

It soon became clear that what she bought was just a shell of the company she knew while growing up in Georgia. She wrote about one experience in her recent post.

“Finding humor in a difficult situation is an essential skill if you’re going to make it as an entrepreneur. When I first took over Stuckey’s almost two years ago, I optimistically set out to visit every one of our 65 branded locations. What I quickly found is that some of our stores needed some TLC — a LOT of TLC in fact.”

One of the worst locations Stuckey found was in Marion, Arkansas. That store had literally been hit by a hurricane.

With the roof caving in, it was still operating as a business, albeit looking beyond pathetic. I remember visiting that Marion store that was also poorly stocked with dusty merchandise and feeling completely dejected. Here I’d sunk my life’s savings into buying back my grandfather’s company that had once been a shining oasis on our highway exits. I got in my car and started to cry. I called our Vice President and shared what terrible condition the store was in and how low the company had sunk.

He paused for a second and said in a totally upbeat voice, ‘Welcome to Your Empire.’

For some reason, that struck me as hilarious. I just started laughing because — well, what else can you do? Since then, things have started to improve, we’re profitable, we’re de-branding some of the stores that are beyond help and doing our best to revive the ones that show promise. … All this is to say that it does get better. But now whenever we hit a low point — like when I discovered yet another case of unsold fidget spinners in our warehouse last week — it’s become our mantra to say, ‘Welcome to Your Empire.’ Because laughter is the only way to survive”

Good humor in action…Stephanie Stuckey models a t-shirt based on the chain’s old highway signs

I love this story on so many levels. It speaks to resilience. It ties past memory with hope for the present and future. It addresses the managing of our expectations. Finally, this story reminds us that cultivating a wise sense of humor is a good way to navigate life. Krista Tippett writes that she has “yet to meet a wise person who doesn’t know how to find some joy even in the midst of what is hard, and to smile and laugh easily, including at oneself.”

Too often we take everything too seriously. We want to conquer the world, or at least our part of it, and we feel we have to be deadly serious in order to reach our goals. In Steven Pressfield’s novel about Alexander the Great, The Virtues of War, there is a scene where Alexander reaches a river crossing. There he is confronted by a philosopher who refuses to move. “This man has conquered the world!” one of Alexander’s men shouts. “What have you done?” The philosopher calmly replies, “I have conquered the need to conquer the world.” *

There you have it. Once we conquer the need to have an empire, to be the top dog, to seek total control, we find ways to do the work before us. Along the way unexpected and unwanted things will happen to each of us. Rather than get mad, focus on the response, which is the one thing we can control.

Oh yes, and our response often goes better when we employ a wise sense of humor. As you head out into your kingdom, give your funny bone some exercise this week.

More to come…

DJB

Image by free photos from Pixabay

*Hat tip to Ryan Holiday for the story, from his book The Daily Stoic.

Tré Burt follows his songwriting muse

Sacramento songwriter Tré Burt is one of a talented group of musicians today who uses his personal experiences and perspective to reconnect folk music with its African American and protests roots. In the process, he also goes into territory that’s sometimes unexpected. Like his affinity for country and folk singer-songwriter John Prine.

Like his late label mate and songwriting hero John Prine, Burt showcases his poet’s eye for detail, surgeon’s sense of narrative precision and his songwriters’ ability to transpose observation into affecting verse. You, Yeah, You is a cohesive body of work that illustrates the ever expanding space in which Tré Burt’s voice belongs.” 

For this edition of Saturday Soundtrack, we’ll explore the music of Tré Burt, who records on Prine’s Oh Boy Records label. Like his hero who famously came to songwriting after delivering the mail in Chicago, he comes from a working-class background, in Burt’s case as a maintenance technician servicing airplanes at SFO International Airport and taping boxes as a UPS worker. One of the more direct associations with Prine’s legacy is Dixie Red from Burt’s most recent album. Burt describes the connection this way.

“I prayed under an old oak tree in my neighborhood a lot for John Prine and his family while he was in the hospital last year. In the days following his passing I was mostly silent and listened to The Tree of Forgiveness non-stop. One night, I was standing on my porch looking at the full moon through a break in the trees over my street. It was especially silver and awfully large. The moon looked as if it were signaling John’s safe arrival to the other side. I felt privileged to witness this message sent for his family. ‘Dixie Red’ is a southern-grown peach and that line from ‘Spanish Pipedream’ has always been so potent to me. So I used a peach as imagery to represent John’s body of work he left behind for all of us.”

“Boundless in the evergreen waters / Gently down the stream / Green River knows you as its father” is a nod to Prine’s “Paradise” and his final resting place in the Green River in Kentucky’s Muhlenberg County. It’s a fittingly reverential ode to the immensity of Prine’s songwriting and legacy.

Tré Burt wrote his protest anthem, Under the Devil’s Knee, in 2020, in response to the murders of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, Eric Garner and the unending police violence across the country. It features other African American singers from the new folk tradition: Allison Russell, Sunny War and Leyla McCalla.

He came back after 2 years / lookin for a job but got wrapped back up in bullshit/ pled guilty to the law / George came outta prison with his head on straight / teachin’ all the neighborhood children the good ol christian way / till his life was taken from him / for no reason but his race / on the twenty fifth of May”

Under the devil’s knee oh lord, / I’m under the devil’s knee / screamin’ “I cannot breathe” oh lord, / from under the devil’s knee

Real You is from Burt’s first Oh Boy album, Caught from the Rye.

“If I should say to her farewell / It’s just because I cannot tell / Is it her or I who is hidden in the dark / When her eyes close, mine open / Want the real you now / For the real you now”

In this mini concert from Paste Studios recorded in September of this year, Burt plays three songs live off his most recent You, Yeah You album.

Tré Burt is playing at the DC9 club in Washington on December 1st with Katie Pruitt. Both are worth your time.

More to come…

DJB

Image: Headshot credit TréBurt.com

Remembrance for D-Day

Armistice Day and the banality of evil

Yesterday, November 11th, was celebrated as Veterans Day in the U.S. It used to be called Armistice Day. On that day in 1918, the major fighting of World War I ended. It was when, Kurt Vonnegut has written, “millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another.”

Historian Heather Cox Richardson remembers George Lawrence Price, a private serving with Company A of the 28th Battalion of the Canadian Expeditionary Force in Belgium during World War I on this day.

“As the moment of the armistice approached, a few soldiers continued to skirmish, and Price’s company set out to take control of the small town of Havre. As they crossed a canal to their target, a German gunner hidden in a row of houses tried to stop them. Once safely across, just ten minutes before the armistice, the Canadian patrol began to look for the German soldier who had harassed them. They found no one but civilians in the first two homes they searched. And then, as they stepped back into the street, a single shot hit Price in the chest. He fell into the arms of his comrade, who pulled him back into the house they had just left. As Price died, German soldiers cleared their guns in a last burst of machine-gun fire that greeted the armistice.

Price’s life ended just two minutes before the Great War was over.

Even at the time, Price’s death seemed to symbolize the pointless slaughter of WWI. When an irony of history put Price in the same cemetery as the first Allied soldier to die in the conflict, disgusted observers commented that the war had apparently been fought over a half-mile of land. In the years after the war ended, much was made of George Price, the last soldier to die in the Great War.

But Richardson also wants us to remember the man who pulled the trigger, who decided — knowing that peace was only two minutes away — to take another life and deny him a future. It was legal. It was also surely, she writes, immoral.

He went back to civilian life and blended into postwar society, although the publicity given to Price’s death meant that he must have known he was the one who had taken that last, famous life in the international conflagration. The shooter never acknowledged what he had done, or why.

Price became for the world a heartbreaking symbol of hatred’s sheer waste. But the shooter? He simply faded into anonymity, becoming the evil that men do.


Political theorist Hannah Arendt coined the phrase “the banality of evil” after watching the 1961 trial of Nazi SS officer Adolf Eichmann. “Good can be radical; evil can never be radical, it can only be extreme, for it possesses neither depth nor any demonic dimension yet — and this is its horror — it can spread like a fungus over the surface of the earth and lay waste the entire world. Evil comes from a failure to think.”


We’re also reminded on this day of what the leader of the Republican Party, Cadet Bone Spurs, really thinks about those who gave up their life for this country. “Why should I go to that cemetery? It’s filled with losers,” Jeffrey Goldberg quotes Donald Trump as saying in 2018 when he refused to visit the World War I Aisne-Marne American Cemetery near Paris. West Point graduate Lucian K. Truscott IV reminds us that Trump blamed rain for the visit’s cancellation, claiming that his helicopter couldn’t fly and that the Secret Service wouldn’t drive him to the ceremony. Neither claim was true.

Donald Trump is the leader of a Republican party that, as Truscott notes, “isn’t a political party anymore. It’s a safe deposit box filled with grievance and anger and hate.” But Donald Trump didn’t make this once proud party what it is today. As is his custom, he only showed the ugliness behind the veil when you pull back the curtain. Last Tuesday, former United States Senator Max Cleland, a distinguished veteran, passed away. Senator Cleland left his arm and both legs in Vietnam. He was dishonored by evil men in the Republican Party in the 2002 mid-term elections as being soft on terror, well before Donald Trump came on the scene. In a similar vein, former Senator and Secretary of State John Kerry, another distinguished veteran decorated for valor who bravely spoke out against the Vietnam War, was dishonored during the 2004 presidential campaign by the same evil men.


Kurt Vonnegut famously wrote of Armistice Day in the preface to Breakfast of Champions.

I will come to a time in my backwards trip when November eleventh, accidentally my birthday, was a sacred day called Armistice Day. When I was a boy, and when Dwayne Hoover was a boy, all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month.

It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.

Rest in peace, George Lawrence Price, and all the men and women who have sacrificed their lives for good over evil.

More to come…

DJB

Image: Remembrances for D-Day 2019 in the British village of Chipping Campden (photo by DJB)

Toko-ji Lantern details

The allure of the pilgrimage

Poetry doesn’t turn up in my reading list very often. Haiku even less. So I was somewhat surprised to find myself enthusiastically picking up Three Simple Lines: A Writer’s Pilgrimage into the Heart and Homeland of Haiku as part of my recent Natalie Goldberg reading binge.

Truth be told, it was the subtitle that was the real appeal. In my third stage of life, pilgrimages have a certain allure. Reading about others’ journeys can be enlightening, sowing seeds for personal reflection and encouraging us to seize the day.

As always, this Weekly Reader features links to recent books and articles that grabbed my interest or tickled my fancy. 


Three Simple Lines is part poetry, part history lesson, part travelogue. Mostly it is memoir of a writer’s pilgrimage, from Goldberg’s introduction to the form in 1976 by Allen Ginsberg to her study of the masters of haiku. From her visits to Japan to take in the places and spirit that drove masters such as Basho and Yosa Buson, to her return home to join a haiku writing class. She wants to experience these places and this work through “bare attention, no distractions, pure awareness.”

Goldberg is a master storyteller, and her capturing of details is part of what makes this book come alive. Sometimes it is a scene as simple and frivolous as the description of the “kissing couple” sharing their love as her tour group waits for a morning train.

“The young couple are at it again. One long tender kiss, arresting lip-on-lip action. This is a kiss that leaks last night’s love, spreading it all over the morning. I am so happy they came along. What’s better than a good, lingering canoodle?”

Delightful detail also shows up in her description of the landscape and atmosphere as she travels to a distant temple. From my short time in Japan, this feels right.

“We keep climbing — my calves are burning — and come to a raised wooden walkway and then occasional wooden bells, which I know are used to scare away bears. When I reach one, I ring it hard.

We keep walking in silence, hearing the creak of the wooden planks in each step. It’s late and the air is cold. We are in ebony shadows that swallow up the giant cryptomerias. The walk ends in a wide path through groves of tall bamboo, which draw our gazes up to the entrance of Chuson-ji. It has appeared out of nowhere, at the top of Mount Kanzan.”

There is one passage that, to me, speaks eloquently of why people go on pilgrimages. Goldberg has been to Buson’s grave, and she wants to read the group something he had written.

“‘What you want to acquire, you should dare to acquire by any means. What you want to see, even though it is with difficulty, you should see. You should not let it pass, thinking there will be another chance to see it or to acquire it. It is quite unusual to have a second chance to materialize your desire.'”

Three Simple Lines is a beautiful book, both thoughtful and illuminating. There are numerous examples of this shortest of creative writing throughout, including several pages from Chiyo-ni, one of the few women to be recognized as a haiku master. I’ll leave you with one from Chiyo-ni, written after the death of one of her mentors, touching on her familiar theme of impermanence.

“sad, so sad / to miss the plum flower / before it fell”

More to come…

DJB

Images of temple grounds at Toko-ji in Hagi and bamboo grove in Japan by DJB