"Autobiographies of great nations are written in three manuscripts – a book of deeds, a book of words, and a book of art. Of the three, I would choose the latter as truest testimony." - Sir Kenneth Smith, Great Civilisations

"I must write each day without fail, not so much for the success of the work, as in order not to get out of my routine." - Leo Tolstoy

I have never believed that one should wait until one is inspired because I think the pleasures of not writing are so great that if you ever start indulging them you will never write again. - John Updike

"The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another; and his humblest hour is when he compares the volume as it is with what he vowed to make it." - J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan

Poetry is the shadow cast by our streetlight imaginations." - Lawrence Ferlinghetti


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Tuesday, May 21, 2024

Terry Pluto - The Girl in Red (prose)


As I think of The Girl In Red, I hear those lyrics from
Don McLean’s “American Pie.”  |  Getty Images


Memories of The Girl In Red
& the soundtrack of ‘American Pie’

by Terry Pluto‘s Faith & You

Updated: Apr. 08, 2024, 2:46 a.m.|
Published: Mar. 17, 2024, 5:01 a.m.


CLEVELAND, Ohio – I think about her once or twice a year. It happens when I see a certain little girl dressed in red.

This girl … the girl in my memory … has chocolate skin, pretty braids and red ribbons in her hair. She is wearing a cute red dress – the kind kids wore to school once upon a time.

I see her walk. It’s more of a bounce. It’s an act of joy, punctuated with an innocent smile. She is young, maybe in the fourth grade.

“A long, long time ago …”

As I think of The Girl In Red, I hear those lyrics from Don McLean’s “American Pie.”

“A long, long time ago, I can still remember
how that music used to make me smile… "

I wish I could remember this story as clearly as I do those lyrics.


A LONG, LONG TIME AGO

It was the early 1970s. I was just starting college. “American Pie” was a constant as I drove to school and work in my blue Dodge Dart. It blared out of my 8-track tape player – one of the worst contraptions invented as it constantly chewed up the tape inside.

But it was a long, long time ago…

I had a part time job as a tutor at John Raper Elementary in Hough. The Hough Riots were in 1966. Several years later, you could still see a few burned-out buildings, some rubble where there once was a house.

I drove by looking for the school. The spot on East 85th is an empty lot. Like The Girl In Red, the school is long gone.

She was in the fourth grade, one of the smallest kids in the class. I was there to help the students learn the multiplication tables. My pay was something like two bucks an hour, a few hours three days a week. I lived on Red Barn cheeseburgers and pizza from the Rascal House near Cleveland State.


Once upon a time, there was a special girl student who Terry
Pluto remembers from almost 50 years ago. Illustration By
JoAnne Coughlin Walsh / Advance Local JoAnne Coughlin
Walsh, Advance Local


WHAT WAS HER NAME?

I wish I could remember her name, but I can’t. To me, she always is The Girl In Red even though I’m sure she wore other colors.

Unlike most of my students, she was excited to have a tutor. Her math was weak but her work ethic was strong. I was told she had moved around a lot. She was intelligent, but “lost time” living in different places, according to one of her teachers.

I had her for a few months, and she was the highlight of my tutoring day. Always dressed neatly – matching shoes, socks and dress. Her hair was immaculately braided with a ribbon, her smile was ever present.

One day, she asked me, “Do you live in a nice house?”

I never thought about it much. At that point, my family owned a split-level in Northfield. I was living at home, commuting to college and my various part-time jobs. Before I answered, I thought about the places I drove past each time I went to Hough.

“Yes,” I said. “I live in a nice house.”

I waited for her to say something else, but she didn’t. She sort of looked at something over my shoulder. I thought of asking her if she lived in a nice house, but wisely kept my mouth shut.


THE BRICK THROWERS

One day I was tutoring a little boy. Suddenly, a brick banged against the classroom window, glass shattering. The little boy ran to the window, me right behind him. We saw a couple of kids in the parking lot, looking up and laughing.

“They used to go here,” said the boy. “They bad.”

I was always thankful The Girl In Red wasn’t in the room with me that day. But I thought about the brick and the broken window right after she asked me about the house.

The little boy and I returned to working on the multiplication tables. What is there to say about any of it? For some of these kids, it seemed like so often someone was throwing a brick right in the middle of something good happening.


WHAT WE REMEMBER

I tell this story peering into the rearview mirror of memory of nearly a half-century ago. I’m not sure what is actually factual, at least the small details and conversations. Is it how I want to remember it, or did it actually happen as I remember?

“February made me shiver with every paper I’d deliver …
“Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn’t take one more step … ”

There they are, more lyrics from “American Pie.”

In my memory, it happened in February. Even though the school was a few miles from Lake Erie, the winter wind whipped and puffs of white came out of my mouth while I walked into the school.

I saw The Girl In Red at the other end of the hall. She was going out the door. She was with an older woman, The Girl In Red hanging on to the lady’s hand.

I walked into the classroom and asked the teacher about her.

“You won’t be seeing her again,” she said.

“What happened?” I asked.

The teacher explained the lady was from “the welfare department.” It was probably Child Protective Services.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“I told you,” said the teacher. “She won’t be with us anymore.”

The teacher went silent. She gave me the look she gave her students, the stare that could silence a classroom. This woman didn’t babysit, she taught. She kept order. Her kids learned the basics. She was about 50. At that point, it seemed – just for a second – like she might cry.

“I can’t say any more,” she said.

We were talking in the hallway. She turned and walked into the classroom. I followed her.

“I met a girl who sang the blues and
asked her for some happy news …
“But she just smiled and turned away.”

More lines from “American Pie.”

I always wished I had heard some happy news about The Girl In Red. Never heard a word. Never think about her, until I see a little girl in red with braids and a smile.



Don McLean - America Pie (Lyric Video)



[Verse 1]
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died

[Chorus]
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 2]
Did you write the book of love?
And do you have faith in God above
If the Bible tells you so?
Now, do you believe in rock 'n' roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
And can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Well, I know that you're in love with him
'Cause I saw you dancin' in the gym
You both kicked off your shoes
Man, I dig those rhythm and blues
I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck
With a pink carnation and a pickup truck
But I knew I was out of luck
The day the music died

[Chorus]
I started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 3]
Now, for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone
But that's not how it used to be
When the jester sang for the king and queen
In a coat he borrowed from James Dean
And a voice that came from you and me
Oh, and while the king was looking down
The jester stole his thorny crown
The courtroom was adjourned
No verdict was returned
And while Lennon read a book on Marx
The quartet practiced in the park
And we sang dirges in the dark
The day the music died

[Chorus]
We were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 4]
Helter skelter in a summer swelter
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter
Eight miles high and fallin' fast
It landed foul on the grass
The players tried for a forward pass
With the jester on the sidelines in a cast
Now, the halftime air was sweet perfume
While sergeants played a marching tune
We all got up to dance
Oh, but we never got the chance
'Cause the players tried to take the field
The marching band refused to yield
Do you recall what was revealed
The day the music died?

[Chorus]
We started singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Verse 5]
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
With no time left to start again
So, come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jack Flash sat on a candlestick
'Cause fire is the Devil's only friend
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage
No angel born in Hell
Could break that Satan spell
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite
I saw Satan laughing with delight
The day the music died

[Chorus]
He was singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die..."

[Bridge]
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news
But she just smiled and turned away
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before
But the man there said the music wouldn't play
And in the streets, the children screamed
The lovers cried and the poets dreamed
But not a word was spoken
The church bells all were broken
And the three men I admire most
The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost
They caught the last train for the coast
The day the music died

[Deleted Verse]
And there I stood alone and afraid
I dropped to my knees and there I prayed
And I promised Him everything I could give
If only He would make the music live
And He promised it would live once more
But this time one would equal four
And in five years four had come to mourn
And the music was reborn

[Chorus]
And they were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"

[Outro]
They were singin', bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die"



Saturday, February 4, 2023

Artist Tracy Chapman and Select Recordings


Tracy Chapman performing at Wembley Stadium



Tracy Chapman - Fast Car [Wembley 1988]
Dec 3, 2012

Nelson Mandela's 70th Birtday / Wembley

LYRICS

You got a fast car
I want a ticket to anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Any place is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
Me, myself, I got nothing to prove

You got a fast car
I got a plan to get us outta here
I been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
Won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

See, my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle, that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
His body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him
So I quit school and that's what I did

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so we can fly away?
We gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way

So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I-I had a feeling that I belonged
I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
We go cruising, entertain ourselves
You still ain't got a job
And I work in the market as a checkout girl
I know things will get better
You'll find work and I'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a bigger house and live in the suburbs

So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I-I had a feeling that I belonged
I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
I got a job that pays all our bills
You stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of your friends than you do of your kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me'd find it
I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere
Take your fast car and keep on driving

So I remember when we were driving, driving in your car
Speed so fast it felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I-I had a feeling that I belonged
I-I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

You got a fast car
Is it fast enough so you can fly away?
You gotta make a decision
Leave tonight or live and die this way


THE STORY BEHIND THIS PERFORMANCE

Stevie Wonder landed in England on the Saturday morning of the concert and went straight to Wembley Stadium, where a room was prepared for him and his band to warm up. He was to appear in the evening after UB40. His appearance had not been announced. UB40 were finishing their set on the main stage, and Wonder's equipment was set up, plugged in and ready to be rolled on after a 10-minute act on a side stage. He was about to walk up the ramp to the stage when it was discovered that the hard disc of his synclavier, carrying all 25 minutes of synthesised music for his act, was missing. He said he could not play without it, turned round, walked down the ramp crying, with his band and other members of his entourage following him, and out of the stadium.

There was an urgent need to fill the gap he had left and Tracy Chapman, who had already performed her act, agreed to appear again. The two appearances shot her to stardom, with two songs from her recently-released first album, "Fast Car" and "Talkin' 'Bout a Revolution". Before the concert, she had sold about 250,000 albums. In the following two weeks, she was said to have sold two million.

 

Comments

Just one woman. One guitar. One song. and 60,000 captivated people. What a talent.

I was there Crowd was restless to begin with She stunned every one into silence She was on a side stage Just a filler Incredible performance

I was a teenager attending this concert and remember when she hit the stage! Her voice was mesmerizing and seemed to calm the crowd! Now Im 50 listening to this classic and it never gets old....

My favorite part of this is that you can tell she's probably nervous, but by the last chorus you can see on her face and in her voice that she's just overcome with emotion for nailing this and mesmerizing the crowd. Like when she sings "I had a feeling that I could be someone", it's her seeing that come true right in front of her. Her voice trembles a bit and it makes it so powerful.

In my late 20’s I had an issue with alcohol. My fiancé stuck with me for a long time. As I sobered up I had a lot of depression and regret that came to the surface. One day I asked her to listen to this song with me because I thought the lyrics fit. From my point of view it was about someone with a drinking problem fixing their situation, fixing their relationship and later went on to live a happy life together lol. My ex began to cry and I was like oh what is it? It’s a hopeful song why does this make you cry? She never did explain it. Years later I listened to this song again and now I realize why she was upset. The song is about someone loving someone with a substance abuse issue. They want to love them but they see their life passing them by. They fantasize about leaving but don’t want to leave the person they love. Ultimately, they leave and a few years later my ex did in fact leave me. I suffered a lot of heart ache and guilt. I still do and I imagine I always will. But in an effort to get her back I sobered up completely and got my life back on track. So in a way her leaving saved us both. I still love and miss you E but I know why you left and I hope you’re happy.

For a 1980s piece, this song sounds way ahead of its time in terms of style. Even today it feels like a song that could've been released last year or yesterday.



Artist Tracy Chapman


Tracy Chapman - Talkin' About A Revolution (Official Music Video)
by Tracy Chapman, Nov 13, 2015, Wembley Stadium



TaIkin’ Bout a Revolution Lyrics

[Refrain]

Don't ya know
They're talking about a revolution?
It sounds like a whisper
Don't ya know
They're talking about a revolution?
It sounds like a whisper

[Verse]

While they're standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sittin' around waitin' for a promotion

[Refrain]

Don't ya know?
They're talking about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what's theirs

[Bridge]

Don't ya know you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run
Oh, I said you better run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run


“Talkin' Bout a Revolution” is the second single from Tracy Chapman’s 1988 self-titled debut album.

Though it didn’t find the same success in the United States as Chapman’s previous single (“Fast Car”) it was a hit internationally, and the song has been a regular musical feature of protests, civil rallies, and sit-ins around the world since its release.

Notably, in 2011, it gained heavy radio play in Tunisia during the 28-day period of civil resistance known as the Tunisian Revolution. This led to a full democratisation of the country and sparked a wave of revolution throughout North Africa and the Middle East that came to be known as the Arab Spring.

Tracy Chapman performs as part of the the Bammies (Bay Area Music Awards)
in 1997 in San Francisco California. | Tim Mosenfelder/Getty Images


Tracy Chapman Was Discovered by
a Classmate at a Protest Rally

Published on January 30, 2023


Some people wonder what Tracy Chapman has been doing since she has not made music in a while. She became famous in the mid-1980s, and it took a while for her to get used to it. However, she was already getting involved in social work before her rise in popularity.

When Chapman was in college, she played songs at a protest rally. One of the people attending the gathering was a classmate. He enjoyed listening to her sing....

Tracy Chapman’s rise to fame

Chapman has been interested in writing songs since she was a young kid. She also learned how to play guitar and would regularly use it during high school. According to her Biography page, she recorded music at the WMFO radio station before her big break in 1986.

That year, a friend’s father helped Chapman get in touch with Elektra Records. The rising musician produced her first album a couple of years later. People quickly recognized her talent, especially once she released her hit single “Fast Car.”

Chapman followed up her success several years later with another album she titled New Beginning. The album also became a major hit, and she enjoyed increased fame well into the 1990s.

Chapman is still well-known for the music she has written over the years. However, she has gained plenty of attention for her political and social activism.

Another student saw Tracy Chapman at a rally

After graduating from high school, Chapman attended Tufts University. She focused on anthropology and African studies while there and continued playing music. According to The Age of Ideas, she gained a following of local fans. One of them was a classmate named Brian Koppelman.

Koppelman is a well-known writer and podcaster. In 1987, he assisted in putting together a protest against apartheid. The boycott was at the school, and he spotted a familiar singer at a coffeehouse.

“Someone told me there was this great protest singer I should get to play at the rally,” Koppelman stated. “Tracy walked onstage, and it was like an epiphany. Her presence, her voice, her songs, her sincerity — it all came across. It was immediately clear to me that she was among the most gifted people walking the earth.”

After the rally, Koppelman spoke with Chapman about her musical talent and had his dad get a record company to sign Chapman. She has had a successful career since then.

Tracy Chapman’s career and social activism
Chapman has created hit songs like “Give Me One Reason” and “Talkin’ bout a Revolution.” The last album she produced was in 2008 called Our Bright Future. She also had a debut single that went platinum and earned multiple award nominations.

Chapman has won four Grammy awards, and her fourth one was in 1997 for Best Rock Song. While she has not written anything else since 2008, she has accumulated a net worth of $8 million. She also is a social activist and has done plenty of work to promote change.

Some people have seen Chapman sing for charities like the San Francisco AIDS Foundation. In 2003, she performed a duet with Bonnie Raitt for the now-inactive Circle of Life. Organizations have recognized her dedication to social causes.

Chapman’s last public appearance for political activism was on TV. She encouraged viewers to vote in the 2020 election. She prefers to stay out of the spotlight and is not active online.


Tracy Chapman Refuses to Join Social Media
Associated Press | Dec 1, 2015