Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Beatles. Show all posts

Thursday, January 6, 2011

The end of WROX?


I still enjoy listening to radio.  Terrestrial, local, regionally-defined radio of the kind you almost can't find anymore, and when you do it's like a drink of cool, clear water.  I wonder if, in this post-digital, corporate-conglomerate age, we're starting to forget just how powerful radio can be.  Hearing an unexpected song on the dial at just the right moment can change your life, as I can testify to.  If I hadn't heard Bob Dylan's magnificent "finger pointer" "Positively 4th Street" on Mobile, Alabama's WZEW that fine, bright afternoon in 2004, I might never have started listening to him more closely, and I certainly wouldn't be where I am today - writing about the music that I love.


My other all-time favorite radio stations are New Orleans' WWOZ and Clarksdale, Mississippi's WROX.  I discovered WROX while I was living in Oxford, Mississippi, which is about an hour east of Clarksdale. Being an Ole Miss Southern studies master's student who is passionate about music, I naturally gravitated towards this storied blues town, and one of the first historical locales I became acquainted with was the local radio station.

WROX was founded in 1944, and is the oldest station in northwest Mississippi.  It's had several homes around town, but its most noteworthy location was at 257 Delta Avenue.  From 1945 to 1955, the station was housed here, and it was here in 1945 that Early Wright joined the station's staff.


Early Wright was Mississippi's first African American DJ, and his six-nights-a-week program was one of the longest-running in American broadcast history.  For three hours, the "Soul Man" spun R&B records; afterwards, as "Brother Early," he played two hours of gospel music.  Often he wouldn't identify the artists whose records he was playing - he believed that his audience would already know them.  He was beloved by the Clarksdale community; his unique, folksy way with language - including his delightfully idiosyncratic advertisements for local businesses - made "everybody in Clarksdale feel as if he were talking directly to them," Living Blues founder Jim O'Neal told the New York Times in 1999.

Many seminal blues artists appeared live on WROX.  The list includes Clarksdale natives Ike Turner - who also hosted his own program for a time - and Sam Cooke; Sonny Boy Williamson II, whose "King Biscuit Time" program was shared with WROX by Helena, Arkansas' KFFA; Jackie Brenston, of "Rocket 88" fame; B. B. King; Robert Nighthawk; Rufus Thomas; and Pinetop Perkins.  Even Elvis Presley showed up one night and performed live on Wright's show.

Wright retired from broadcasting in 1997, after having been on the air for fifty years; that same year, the station was sold.  He passed away in 1999 at the age of 84.  The 257 Delta Avenue building, now on the National Register of Historic Places, hosts Kinchen "Bubba" O'Keefe's WROX Museum; it's open on festival weekends and by appointment.  The current location for the WROX office is at 628 Desoto Avenue, near the famous "Crossroads" of Highways 49 and 61.  The station is now owned and operated by Delta Radio LLC, based in Las Vegas, Nevada.


The front entrance of 257 Delta Avenue, the former home of WROX and 
currently the location of Bubba O'Keefe's WROX Museum.


The view inside the museum; it was closed the day I first visited Clarksdale.  
Note the old Coca-Cola signboard on the far right.

WROX's format has changed a few times over the years, but when I began listening in 2008 it was an oldies station, broadcasting hits from the '60s through the '80s.  As the signal doesn't quite reach all the way to Oxford, I would listen to the station at home through my iTunes.  It was here that I fell in love with the warm, monaural sound of AM radio.  That, combined with a playlist of music beloved from childhood, was very comforting to me while I was living alone in an unfamiliar town half a day from home.  I'd often leave my computer on at night and let the softly-playing station drift me away to sleep. 

On Saturday evenings the station would revert back to its blues and R&B roots, hosting shows such as Cathead Delta Blues & Folk Art proprietor Roger Stolle's "Cat Head Delta Blues Show."  It was while listening to the Saturday night blues programming that I had another of those epiphanic moments. Driving across a bright, storm-cleansed Delta on my way to see the Levon Helm Band in Robinsonville, I heard Blind Willie Johnson's 1930 recording of "Soul of a Man."  It may have been brand-new to me that afternoon, but I was singing along by the time it was over.  It had the same effect on me that the previous night's storms had had on the area I was traveling through; it washed away the dust and brought everything into sharp, almost painfully clear focus.  When was the last time a song did that for you?


Another thing I credit WROX with during this time is raising my awareness of the Beatles' American R&B roots.  In the mornings around 10:30 they would play two Beatles tracks back-to-back, and usually the offerings were their covers of '50s rock songs.  Though I've heard the Beatles all my life and certainly understood the importance of their musical legacy, I had yet to begin to really dig into and absorb their catalogue.  Listening to them in this context opened my eyes and gave me a new appreciation for the four gentlemen from Liverpool - and how, in a way, they helped "give" our music back to us in the '60s, spawning another musical revolution.  

The Beatles' 1964 cover of Larry William's "Slow Down" . . .


. . . and the 1958 original.


Since I've moved back to south Mississippi I've not listened to WROX much, but the other day I was feeling under the weather and decided to check in with the station via the internet.  Imagine my surprise when I discovered it was broadcasting modern country in FM format.  I checked the website and learned that effective December 31 it was simulcasting Cleveland, Mississippi's WKXY.  Confused and a little upset, I sent an email to the station's address and quickly received a reply from Larry Fuss.  He assured me that he would have loved to have continued WROX's former format, but that the majority of Clarksdale's businesses would not advertise with him for whatever reason, and that it was not fiscally viable for him to keep things as they were.  The station is currently for sale, and if anyone is interested in purchasing it, they can contact him here.  

Let me state that I'm not taking any political sides in this matter; again, I'm simply a music-loving college student who doesn't want to see this historic station die, and I present this story in that spirit.  Hell, if I could afford to buy it, I would - I dream of working at a station like the WROX of yore.  I can't imagine why the Clarksdale community wouldn't support it, as Larry says; there's obviously a story there, but I've no idea what it is.  Maybe it's simply that WROX has outlived its usefulness, but I don't really want to believe that's true.

Can WROX be saved?  Personally, I'd love to see it go the way of WWOZ - listener-supported, with volunteer DJs.  At the very least, I'd rather it be returned to its former format than to keep the one it has now, which is completely bereft of any reference to its historical and cultural importance.  I have no idea how to go about it, but I would think that with the many blues fans from around the world who come to Mississippi every year to see "where the blues began," that somehow it just might be possible.  What say you?

"technology to wipe out truth is now available. not everybody can afford it but it's available. when the cost comes down look out!  there wont be songs like these anymore. factually there arent any now." - Bob Dylan, from the liner notes to World Gone Wrong, his 1993 album of blues and folk covers 


The flyer announcing the installment of WROX's Mississippi Blues Trail marker at 257 Delta Avenue.  
To view images of the marker and read the accompanying text, click here

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Thanksgiving is a special night . . .

It's that time of year again . . . when we Americans cook too much, eat too much, and indulge in self-loathing for days on end afterwards.  Yep, it's Thanksgiving, folks, and to celebrate here's a musical smorgasbord for your enjoyment. Bon appetit!

It wouldn't be Thanksgiving without a trip to Alice's Restaurant.  Don't forget your shovels, rakes, and implements of destruction!




And just for fun, here's a clip from the 1969 movie.  I want you to sit down on that bench and watch this - now, kid!




The Band's Last Waltz was held at San Francisco's Winterland theater on Thanksgiving Day 1976.  The price of admission to the concert included Thanksgiving dinner, which was catered for 5,000 people. How much were tickets, you might ask?  A mere $25 apiece - certainly a princely sum 34 years ago. The mind boggles at to what such a soiree would cost the concertgoer of today!

Here's my all-time favorite version of "Up On Cripple Creek."  The vocal interplay between Levon and Rick is priceless.

"When I get off of this mountain, you know where I want to go
Straight down the Mississippi River to the Gulf of Mexico . . ."




The Band + The Staple Singers = a match made in heaven.  Take a load off, Fanny, and let them take you there.



If you don't have the film, you can visit Wolfgang's Vault and listen to the concert in its entirety for free (you'll have to sign up for an account). Here's one of my favorite deep cuts from that night.


Listen to more The Band at Wolfgang's Vault.

Another must-see in our house every year is the 1987 John Hughes comedy Planes, Trains and Automobiles.  Starring Steve Martin and the late John Candy, it never fails to make me laugh - and cry.  Here's one of the lighter moments:  Del Griffith playing air piano to Ray Charles' "Mess Around" - while driving.  I mean, who hasn't done this?



You Can't Take It With You is a Frank Capra gem from 1938 starring Lionel Barrymore, Jimmy Stewart, and Jean Arthur.  Adapted from the Pulitzer Prize-winning Kaufman and Hart play, it's a hilarious and touching story about friendship, enjoying life, and being thankful for what you have.  This is the final scene from the film, and I agree with Grandpa that a lot of the world's problems could be solved if we just sat down and made music together.  If you've never seen this, find it and watch it in its entirety - they don't make movies like this anymore.



NPR has compiled a fantastic Thanksgiving playlist with a little something for everyone.  "Country Pie," "Drinkin' Wine Spoodie Odie," and "Shortnin' Bread"?  Sounds like my kind of Thanksgiving!  Pass the "Cornbread and Butter Beans" please, and remember to "Be Thankful For What You Got."

Eartyme's Dustin Ogdin lists the 7 Roots Music Staples I'm Thankful For.  And indeed, he is spot on - for without any one of these crucial elements, American music as we know it today would simply not exist.

I'm a fan of Rolling Stone contributing editor David Wild's writing.  His latest Huffington Post entry, about his encounters over the years with the members of the Beatles, reminds me of why I fell in love with music to begin with.  Likewise, the Wall Street Journal's Evan Newmark gives thanks to, and draws an interesting comparison between, writer Saul Bellow and Bruce Springsteen.

And last but not least, Thanksgiving just would not be complete without "The Thanksgiving Song."

"Thanksgiving is a special night
Jimmy Walker used to say "Dy-no-mite!"  That's right!"



May you and yours be blessed, on this Thanksgiving and always.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Song of the moment: Hey Jude

As of today, the music of that little band from Liverpool called The Beatles is finally available to purchase on iTunes.

Though this certainly won't make or break them, it's newsworthy nonetheless, as Apple had been negotiating for years for the rights to sell their music through its digital download service.

Whenever I think of The Beatles, "Hey Jude" is usually the song that first comes to mind.  It's one of my very favorites, not least because it has some happy memories associated with it.  According to Paul McCartney, the inspiration for the song was John Lennon's son Julian.  Lennon had just left Cynthia, Julian's mother, for Yoko Ono, and McCartney has said he penned the song, originally called "Hey Jules," to comfort the young boy (Barry Miles, Paul McCartney: Many Years From Now, p. 465).  For my money, he did a fantastic job, as I find it impossible to feel sad after listening to it.

Here's the Fab Four's promotional video for the song, filmed at Twickenham Studios on September 4, 1968.  Apparently Ringo Starr had just rejoined the group after leaving two weeks before, but if there's any acrimony on his part, you can't tell it here.  He's arguably the happiest one onstage, rocking back and forth on his drumset and singing at the top of his lungs.  Between that, Paul's puppy-dog eyes staring deeply into the camera, John's nonchalant smacking of his gum while singing, and George's air of calm at the eye of the storm, I never tire of watching this.




Hey Jude, don't make it bad, 
take a sad song and make it better. 
Remember to let her into your heart, 
then you can start to make it better.
Jude, don't be afraid, 
you were made to go out and get her. 
The minute you let her under your skin, 
then you begin to make it better.
And anytime you feel the pain, 
hey Jude, refrain, 
don't carry the world upon your shoulder.
For well, you know that it's a fool 
who plays it cool 
by making his world a little colder.
Na, na, na, na, na na, na, na. na.
Hey Jude, don't let me down. 
You have found her, now go and get her. 
Remember to let her into your heart, 
then you can start to make it better.
So let it out and let it in
hey Jude, begin, you're waiting for someone to perform with. 
And don't you know that it's just you? 
Hey Jude, you'll do, the movement you need is on your shoulder.
Na, na, na, na, na na, na, na. na.
Hey Jude, don't make it bad, 
take a sad song and make it better.
Remember to let her under your skin, 
then you begin to make it better, better, better, better, better, better, oh!
Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, hey, Jude.
(Lyrics courtesy of The Beatles' website)