29.12.2016: RAW AIR Special 12 | No Problem Saloon 4

Hach, ich bin froh seinerzeit dem Jörg diese Boxen so dringend empfohlen zu haben…

Ich lausche fasziniert; die Abfolge von #2 und #3 ist schon ein Hammer…

demonIch lausche fasziniert; die Abfolge von #2 und #3 ist schon ein Hammer…

Ja. Track 2 hat mich nur noch stumm und regungslos lauschen lassen.
Und James Brown lässt wieder Bewegung zu, nein, er zwingt einen, sich zu bewegen. He’s black and proud.

4. Marion Brown – Karintha (Marion Bown–Jean Toomer)
von: Geechee Recollections (Impulse!, 1973; CD: Geechee Recollections/Sweet Earth Flying, Universal, 2011)

Jean Toomer (1894–1967, oben sein Pass aus dem Jahr 1926) war einer der wichtigsten Exponenten der „Harlem Renaissance“, sein Buch „Cane“ gehört zu den wichtigen Werken des vergangenen Jahrhunderts. Andrew Hill hat Toomer mit „Dusk“ (Palmetto, 2000) ein ganzes Album gewidmet, doch Toomer wurde schon kurz nach seinem Tod von Marion Brown (1931–2010) gewürdigt, seinerseits ein wichtiger wenngleich schon zu Lebzeiten nahezu vergessener Vertreter der ersten Welle des Free Jazz. „Karintha“ steht am Anfang von „Cane“, erschien aber 1923 auch separat – mit einer interessanten Lese-Anweisung, die Brown gewissermassen umgesetzt hat, wenngleich die Musik fünfzig Jahre später ganz anders klang, als Toomer es sich gedacht hätte.

KARINTHA

(To be read, accompanied by the humming of Negro folk-song)

Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon,
can’t you see it, can’t you see it,
Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon
… When the sun goes down.

Men had always wanted her, this Karintha, even as child, Karintha carrying beauty, perfect as dusk when the sun goes down. Old men rode her hobby-horse upon their knees. Young men danced with her at frolics when they should have been dancing with their grown-up girls. God grant us youth, secretly prayed the old men. The younger fellows counted the time to pass before she would be old enough to mate with them. This interest of the male, that wishes to ripen growing thing too soon, could mean no good to her.

Karintha, at twelve, was wild flash that told the other folks just what it was to live. At sunset, when there was no wind, and the pinesmoke from over by the saw-mill hugged the earth, and you couldn’t see more than few feet in front, her sudden darting past you was bit of vivid color, like black bird that flashes in the light. With the other children one could hear, some distance away, their feet flopping in the two inch dust. Karintha’s running was whir. It had the sound of the red dust that sometimes makes spiral in the road. At dusk, during the hush just after the mill had closed down, and before any of the women had started their supper-getting-ready songs, her voice, Wgh-pitched, shrill, would put one’s ears to itching. But no one ever thought to make her stop because of it. She stoned the cows, and beat her dog, and fought the other children … Even the preacher, who caught her at mischief, told himself that she was as innocently lovely as November cotton-flower. Already, rumors were out about her. Homes in Georgia are most often built on the two-room plan. In one, you cook and eat, in the other is where you sit and sleep, and where love goes on. Karintha had seen or heard, perhaps she had felt her parents loving. One could but imitate one’s parents, for to follow them was the way of God. She played home‘ with small boy who was not afraid to do her bidding. That started the whole thing. Old men could 110 longer ride her hobby-horse upon their knees. But young men counted faster.

Her skin is like dusk,
can’t you see it,
Her skin is like dusk
When the sun goes down.

Karintha is woman. She who carries beauty, perfect as dusk when the sun goes down. She has been married many times. Old men remind her that few years back they rode her hobby-horse upon their knees. Karintha smiles, and indulges them when she is in the mood for it. She has contempt for them. Karintha is woman. Young men run stills to make her money. Young men gamble to make her money. Young men go to the large cities and run on the road. Young men go away to college. They all want to bring her money. These are the young men who thought that all they had to do was to count time. But Karintha is woman, and she has had child. child fell out of her womb onto bed of pine-needles in the forest. Pine-needles are smooth and sweet. They are elastic to the feet of rabbits … saw-mill was nearby. Its pyramidal saw-dust pile smouldered. It is year before one completely burns. Meanwhile, the smoke curls up and hangs in odd wraiths about the forest, curls up, and spreads itself out over the valley. Weeks after Karintha returned home, the smoke was so heavy you tasted it in water. Someone made song:

Smoke is on the hills. Rise up.
Smoke is on the hills, rise
And take my soul away.

Karintha is woman. Men do not know that the soul of her was growing thing ripened too soon. They will bring their money; they will die not having found it out … Karintha at twenty, carrying beauty, perfect as dusk when the sun goes down. Karintha …

Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon,
can’t you see it, can’t you see it,
Her skin is like dusk on the eastern horizon
… When the sun goes down.

Goes down …

(Jean Toomer)

Quelle: Broom: An International Magazine Of The Arts, Volume 4, Number 2, January 1923, p. 83–85.
Online: http://bluemountain.princeton.edu/bluemtn/cgi-bin/bluemtn?a=d&d=bmtnaap192301-01&e=——-en-20–1–txt-txIN——-

gypsy-tail-wind – und obendrein einiges Abtippen, aber ja, gehört dazu.

Oh Gott, gibts die Texte nicht alle in irgendeiner Form online, dass du die nur kopieren und einfügen musst?

tezuka

gypsy-tail-wind – und obendrein einiges Abtippen, aber ja, gehört dazu.

Oh Gott, gibts die Texte nicht alle in irgendeiner Form online, dass du die nur kopieren und einfügen musst?

Nicht alle, sonst hätte ich nicht getippt … und copy-paste geht manchmal (aus PDFs z.B.) halt nur ohne Zeilenumbrüche und Absätze und sowas, zudem sind manche Online-Vorlagen voller Fehler (den online Text zum kommenden Track von Ursula Rucker habe ich anhand des CD-Booklets komplett überarbeiten müssen), und sie sind v.a. voller falscher oder unsinniger Satzzeichen.

soulpope

gypsy-tail-windHeya soulpope, schön dass Du es einrichten konntest!

Na ja „leise rieseln die Steine“ …. hoffentlich ….

Wollen wir es hoffen!