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Books by Kalamu ya
Salaam
The Magic of JuJu: An Appreciation of the Black Arts
Movement /
360:
A Revolution of Black Poets
Everywhere Is Someplace Else: A Literary Anthology
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From A Bend in the River: 100 New Orleans Poets
Our Music Is No Accident /
What Is Life: Reclaiming the Black Blues Self
My Story My Song (CD)
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Books by Lorenzo Thomas
Dancing on Main Street /
Sing the Sun Up /
Chances
Are Few
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Report on
american studies
association conference
houston, 15 november
2002
lorenzo
thomas panel
By
Kalamu ya Salaam my vehicle is still in the shop awaiting a replacement engine--the
second this year. i've rented a car and make the 5.5 hour drive
over to houston, arriving an hour before my presentation.
by the time i find the location in the galleria and set up,
there is still a solid half hour before hit time. aldon nielson
is there. he and i are doing multi-media. he
has an mp3 player and is sharing some audio clips, plus a very
brief video clip from a vhs tape. the honoree lorenzo thomas
arrives just as the panel is about to kick off. organized by
barry maxwell of cornell university, the panel includes, aldon
nielson, harryette mullen, maria damon (academic heavyweights
all) and yours truly.
when moderator maxwell asked me to participate on a panel about
lorenzo thomas, my initial impusle was to say "no."
i'm through writing papers for academic panels. no mas. but i
have a deep respect and admiration for the work of lorenzo
thomas, plus we know each other from way, way back, so i feel
obliged to do something. my compromise is that i will do a short
video on lorenzo. maxwell buys my offer.
earlier this year, back in march, i drove over to houston to video
interview lorenzo. we sat in an empty classroom at the
university of houston. i wanted to shoot in his office, but
lorenzo felt it was too junky, which is exactly
why i wanted to shoot in there. i guessed there would be books all
over the place, hardly anywhere to walk or sit, a desk
overflowing with work in progress, newspapers, magazines, maybe
a bottle of water, a coffee cup stuffed with pens and pencils, a
blinking computer behind the desk. a squat, black telephone
sitting sentry like a hungry bulldog. maybe a window
overlooking nothing in particular. it would have made a great set,
offering all kinds of interesting angles, but lorenzo's sense of
propriety kicked in. he didn't want to look bad. didn't want to
come off as the disheveled wacky professor. so we ended up in
the sterility of a harshly lit, box of a classroom. a whiteboard
behind him as he sat at a plastic-topped table.
utterly characterless. it was talking head hell.
after the shoot, lorenzo took me out to a mexican restaurant and we
had a good meal, some engaging conversation and i turned around
and got back on the highway, getting home around midnight. not a
bad day's work.
once i looked at the footage i was both astounded and dispirited.
astounded because a lot of what lorenzo had to say was not only
interesting, he was occasionally amazing in how he hooked-up
various threads of thought. but the look of the piece--it hurts
my eyes, my sensibility as a movie maker to stare at a talking
head for twenty minutes. and then there was the other problem of
how to boil it all down into a cogent 12-minute piece.
enter jerry ward. professor ward and i have been friends for years
and years and years. in the summer of 2002 he accepted an offer
from dillard president michael lomax to become a distinguished
scholar with an endowed chair. accepting the dillard offer meant
jerry would be leaving his long-time stomping grounds of
tougaloo college located on the outskirts of jackson,
mississippi. jerry had been dedicated to tougaloo like a farmer
to the land, but in a typical godfather move, lomax made one of
those irrefusable offers.
by august jerry was in new orleans. and in september we began our
weekly monday diner dates. we go to one of the thousands of
restaurants or eating establishments dotting the new orleans
landscape and hold court with the eruditeness of old heads on
saturday at the barbershop. we have no specific agendas, and
just talk about whatever we feel like pontificating on. except
jerry is widely read, intellectually sharp, and given to
precision in his pronouncements--hence his nickname: surgeon.
surgeon and i have worked together on a number of projects,
including co-editing two issues of the african american review,
which is when we officially adopted our "noms-de-intellectual
guerre." so while he slices and dices, separating flesh
from bone, artery from sinew, i be earning my stripes with
overhead swipes and smashing hammer hits--they call me
sledgehammer. so one evening while we're beating that boy, the
idea occurs to me, why not include a segment with jerry and i
deconstructing lorenzo's work. jerry agrees to be part of the
video project.
i select about twenty minutes of the interview that i think are
particularly insightful, burn a vhs tape and give it to jerry
for his review. a week later jerry has made notes and points to
four segments. i re-edit the lorenzo segments and then arrange
to video jerry. i take my high school crew over to dillard and
they do the actual shooting. typically, jerry has prepared his
comments. two questions, one-take each, and we're in and out
within 45 minutes. i spend about two more days editing,
finalizing the cuts, figuring out how to do the transitions (i
end up with page turns when lorenzo goes from topic to topic),
use a hip titling device from a slick (that's actually the name
of the product) plug-in for i-movie, and voila, i'm ready to
participate on an academic panel.
i get the nod to lead-off the panel, followed by harryette mullen
who has a plane to catch, then aldon followed by ms. damon, and
then comments from lorenzo. using a video as my contribution is
a little different for an academic panel, and the video is well
received. following the video, i make a brief statement
about the three major revolutions in the recording of speech.
first came writing and the printing press, which strips away
sound and gesture. then at the turn of the 20th century came
recording and radio, which added back sound. the opening of the
21st century brings us digital video you can edit on personal
computers, that brings back gesture. the importance of all of
this is that african american culture is sound-intensive and
gesture-sensitive, or to put it another way, there can be no
appreciation of black culture without hearing it.
harryette follows with a paper that is both analytical and
anecdotal, and more importantly, she also points to music. (a
couple of days after the panel, mullen, nielson and damon email
copies of their papers to all of the panelists.) here is a long
quote from mullen's presentation:
>>In 1967 in a poem titled "Onion Bucket," he wrote
"All silence says music will follow," suggesting to me
a dialectical relationship between life and death, between art
and the void of meaninglessness, and suggesting to any blocked
writer that the blank page is ready to receive our creation. In
the poetry of Lorenzo Thomas, there is often an implicit
soundtrack behind the words, an allusive, unheard but remembered
music that helps to establish the mood, location, or social
context of a given moment of the poet's observant participation.
The musical influences so pervasive in his poetry include jazz,
blues, R & B, rock, reggae, calypso, zydeco, disco, country
western, western classical music, even Muzak. Often some
particular musical allusion allows the poet to define intimate
or social space, or the speaker in the poem may borrow a theme
or a rhetorical stance from a specific type of music, as in
"Blues Cadet" and "MMDCCXIII 1/2." (The
title of the latter appears to be a street address, 2713 1/2,
written in Roman numerals.)
In these poems, whether the blues is
directly or indirectly evoked, and whether or not the poem
itself includes blues allusions, the space of home is defined as
a blues space whenever the poet sings of emotional discord and
estrangement as individuals fail to connect. The poet sings the
blues when love is off-key and a house is not a home. In
"Blues Cadet," with its title and its epigraph
"after Sonny Boy Williamson" we are alerted to the
poem's origins in the blues. The colloquial voice, intimate
address to an absent love, and household metaphors of the poem's
troubled speaker would be appropriate for a traditional blues
singer: "I've worn out the pictures on the carpet/Just
pacing in my room//Ever since you went away." In "2713
1/2" something close to a classical metrical pattern can be
felt in the lines, yet under this speaker's more formal diction
it is still possible to hear the blues:<<
nielson then ups the music ante. first he plays a musical excerpt,
the beach boys doing surfing usa. and follows with chuck berry's
original "sweet little sixteen" thereby illustrating
the source, but then going further and deconstructing the whole
context. again i quote at some length:
Brian Wilson once explained to an
interviewer from Time magazine: "We're not colored; we're
white. And we sing white" (qtd. in Kirsch, 2).
The real story was, as it always is in America's racial
cosmology, considerably more complicated than the Beach Boys
allowed. Lorenzo Thomas would have recognized that on
first hearing. "Surfing U.S.A." had as co-author
none other than Chuck Berry, whose melody, blues progression,
patented guitar licks and even idealistic, adolescent longing
are at the core of what Brian Wilson made from the materials of
Berry's composition "Sweet Little Sixteen."
Berry and the Beach Boys, too, shared a common shore of
enunciation. The hard "R" sounds and wide open
vowels of Brian Wilson's plain statement resemble nothing so
much as the dialect of the plains, the natural affect of
Missourians like Melvin B. Tolson and Chuck Berry. (It's a
sound that marks the Beach Boys apart from the Oakie inflected
pronunciation of so many of their neighbors, not to mention the
Armenian strains of contemporaries of theirs such as Cher.)
This, unlike the musical appropriations, was not a matter of
conscious mimicry, the sort of thing that explains why so many
fifteen-year-old white boys in Iowa now sound as though they'd
grown up in the Bronx. But it does raise a rather obvious
question: when white people say that someone sounds
"black," what do they really mean? Brian Wilson
says he sings white, and if that means that he sounds a lot like
Chuck Berry, then we need to wonder just what is fit music for
an America always at war with its own racial present?
what is totally tickling me is how the "literary"
analysis is focusing on music, thereby reinforcing the
centrality of sound in black culture.
the last presentation was by maria damon, and although she offers a
more traditional literary exposition, her emphasis on
"witnessing" (or as she wittily notes, lorenzo is a
poet who puts the "wit back into witness," which is
rap-like in its word play) establishes the cultural context
within which sound is supreme. again, i quote at length:
In mainstream, or , to use Lorenzo Thomas's terminology,
Eurocentric modern lyric poetry, the poet witnesses his or her
own consciousness, the processes of observation and experience
themselves, and comments on them. This private process, made
public in suitably lovely language, ratifies the poet as a
special, sensitive person who represents the ideal of the
self-knowing human: an
auto-erotic Socratic exhibition for the intellectual voyeur.
What falls out of the equation for the most part is history,
context, the social world. In this mainstream poetic
arena, the private contract between the poet, performing for him
or herself but disingenuously conscious of being under
surveillance, and an audience hungry for personal insight, is a
psycho-emotional one; if history intrudes, it functions as a
"background" setting, insisted on, if at all, by the
harsh, flat-footed critic, academically trained in the last 30
years perhaps, to bring "cultural context" into the
picture to muddy the waters and tamper with the proper
perspective of this private, self-regarding metaphysical
striptease.
Fortunately, Lorenzo Thomas, the poets to whom he devotes his
analytic energies, and the poetic scenes he documents and
participates in are not mainstream or Eurocentric. For
Thomas, Afrocentric poetry is historiography, and Afrocentric
literary historiography is a form of *social* witnessing.
As social and subjective witnessing are not separate events
--that is, the poet's subjectivity has itself been touched by
social trauma --the stakes are higher. To write literary
history is to take extraordinary measures to ensure survival; to
write the extraordinary linear measures of poetry is to link
one's own survival to that of one's community. To write history
through poetry and a poetic historiography is to knit oneself
even more closely to community. Healing the split between
history and poetry, literary history, itself a poetics, can be a
way of situating poetic practice in a social context --one's
own. By looking at Lorenzo Thomas's literary
historiography, we get a sense of how a poet's rendition of
history foregrounds the poetics of community formation and
historical transformation.<<
after the four presentations, lorenzo briefly responded. he was
thankful for everyone's contribution. it was a great panel with
thoughtful and insightful commentaries. i was not only extremely
pleased to participate, i also really enjoyed myself while
listening to critics who were good at doing what lorenzo said on
the videotape is one of the roles of the critic: to make clear
what one gets from a particular piece of literary work.
my view of the future suggests that what is commonly called
"multi-media" will be used more and more often as we
realize two factors: one--multi-media is now accessible to
everyone, you can use recordings, make movies, present slides
and carry it all to the presentation in handheld computers,
audio players and projection devices. two--multi-media enables a
more accurate explication of black culture, a culture that can
not be fully understood if one does not hear it. i believe the
use of multi-media will not only facilitate presentations about
black culture, more importantly multi-media will make it
possible for a new type of critic to emerge, a critic who is
grounded in sound, equal to if not moreso than being grounded in
text.
think of what happened with music in the 20th century. once the
technology of sound reproduction was effected, the dominance of
classical music was ended as black music came to the fore thanks
to records and radio. without recording and broadcast technology
there would not have been a worldwide musical revolution because
one can not appreciate or learn black music without hearing it.
classical music can be passed on through written scores, but
there is no manuscript that can represent blues and jazz, nor
gospel or rhythm and blues, not to mention the current scene.
try to imagine rap music represented as a musical score on
paper.
my neo-griot concept is one of writing with text, sound and light.
as far as i am concerned records and movies are a form of
writing, a way to concretize language and make it possible for
the audience to receive the message in the absence of the author
presenting the message in real time. moreover, multimedia
enables those who are proficient at the presentation of sound
and visuals to represent themselves with authority rather than
relying solely on those whose forte is words on paper.
as a writer i have a lot of respect for and proficiency with using
text, but i am also aware that the dominance of text has been to
the detriment of our culture not only in terms of the
presentation of the culture but also in terms of the criteria
that determine who is an expert, a critic. often a critic is
considered an authority because they are proficient at writing,
not because they have a real understanding of the culture, but
now with multimedia, we can not only focus on the culture, we
also enable other forms of intellectual insight. the ph.d. is no
longer privileged just because they are adept at writing.
we are on the verge of the third major revolution in writing.
multi-media in general and especially digital technology
(particularly digital video) levels the playing field and
makes it possible for non-textual languages to compete in all
arenas. the lorenzo thomas panel exemplified the potential
effectiveness of the multi-media third wave, and this was only
the beginning.
personally, it became clear to me that the making of movies is not
only a realistic alternative to writing a paper, digital videos
are in fact able to present facets that text can't. to be clear,
what i am calling for is not the elimination of text, but rather
the addition of sound and gesture to text as a form of writing.
i want to be proficient in all three areas, and i think that we
all can use digital multimedia to now more fully and accurately
represent black culture.
on the long drive back to new orleans that night, my imagination
was buzzing, thinking about all the possibilities in terms of
using digital video. next week i head out to san antonio for the
guadeloupe inter-america bookfair and literary festival. report
to come...
posted 15 november
2002
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update 8 July 2008
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