Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The passing of a great man

Pete Seegar has died at the age of ninety-four. As a teen-age high school student , I heard him in concert at Town Hall in New York City perhaps sixty-five years ago. He gave a rousing rendition of The Cumberland Mountain Bear Chase , a marvelous virtuoso banjo piece that I can still hear in my mind today. He and Woody Guthrie and Leadbelly defined politically inspired folk music for me. So few of the old minstrels remain true to their political commitments throughout their lives.  That, more than anything else is for me the mark of true greatness.

Ninety - four. A good age.

4 comments:

  1. "So few of the old minstrels remain true to their political commitments throughout their lives. That, more than anything else is for me the mark of true greatness."

    What a wonderful measure of greatness!

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  2. What I like to call a long-distance runner.
    Consistently a mensch.
    (I remember well my sister's LP of his which included a real oddity, The Ballad of Sigmund Freud. It also included the great Banks are made of Marble). Here are the lyrics to the former:
    Well, it started in Vienna not so many years ago
    When not enough folks were getting sick
    A starving young physician tried to better his position
    By discovering what made his patients tick
    He forgot about sterosis and invented the psychosis
    And a hundred ways that sex could be enjoyed
    He adopted as his credo "down repression of libido!"
    And that was the start of Doctor Sigmund Freud

    Well, Doctor Freud, oh Doctor Freud
    How we wish you had been differently employed
    But the set of circumstances
    Still enhances the finances
    of the followers of Doctor Sigmund Freud

    Well, he analyzed the dreams of the teens and libertines
    Substituted monologue for pills
    He drew crowds just like Will Sadler
    When along came Jung and Adler
    And they said by God, there's gold in them there ills!
    They encountered no resistance
    When they served as Freud's assistants
    As with ego and with id they deftly toyed
    But instead of toting bedpans
    They wore analytic deadpans
    Those ambitious doctors Adler, Jung and Freud!

    Well, Doctor Freud, oh Doctor Freud
    How we wish you had been differently employed
    But the set of circumstances
    Still enhances the finances
    of the followers of Doctor Sigmund Freud

    Now the big three have departed
    But not so the code the started
    No, it's being carried on by a goodly band
    And to trauma shock and force us
    Someone's gone and added Rorschach
    And the whole thing's got completely out of hand!
    So old boys with double chinsies
    And a thousand would-be Kinseys
    They discuss it at the drop of a repression
    And I wouldn't be complaining
    But for all the loot I'm paying
    Just to lie on someone's couch and say confession!

    Well, Doctor Freud, oh Doctor Freud
    How we wish you had been differently employed
    But the set of circumstances
    Still enhances the finances
    of the followers of Doctor Sigmund Freud

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    1. What a hoot! I know The Banks Are Made of Marble ( with a guard at every door) but I never heard the Greud ditty. Lord, he was wonderful.

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  3. To the old Greeks, the mark of excellence in a philosopher was that he lived up to the values of his philosophy. First, know thyself -- but then live it too. Seeger is immortal.

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