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Good Night, Pete Seeger
Al-Jazeerah, CCUN, February 1, 2014
Doesn’t everyone have at least a
song with special significance… a telltale from some event or happening in
the past? The song “Goodnight, Irene” has that significance for me;
more specifically the version sang by The Weavers in the 50’s, my
unannounced introduction to Pete Seeger, the folk singer, as a Weaver.
It would be a decade later, however, that I would learn about this
later-to-be iconic singer-songwriter and, more importantly for me, his
sociopolitical activist persona.
Here I am this evening, trying to
start with the digestive process of yet another speech of milquetoasty
flag-motherhood-and-apple-pie things that need to be heard by most Americans
at this annual, meaningless, State of the Union address. As irate as I
would get years back at this whorish, political display… I’ve come to
realize that truth is not in the political parlance of communication between
politicians and the American public. So, I take it in stride and say
amen. But the thing that sticks heavily in my mind from the long
address is Obama’s reiteration of his desire to close Guantanamo, putting an
end to a depravity that has soiled the American soul in cruel fashion for
almost a decade.
And here I am, also trying to make sense of how two
paths have crisscrossed today: randomness and coincidence. Last night
Pete Seeger died peacefully in his sleep… perhaps getting ready to lead us
in song today to his much beloved “Guantanamera” on the 161st anniversary of
the birth of José Martí, the Cuban poet, hero and founding father from whose
poetry, “Versos sencillos,” the lyrics for the song developed; a song with
national-anthem status for Cubans, just like “God Bless America” is for us.
And, with a crown of glory, Guantanamera has found a level of universality,
immigrants to the United States singing it. Both music and lyrics
command much respect and love for the song; but it took the genius of Pete
Seeger to discover it for us back in 1963.
I am trying to reminisce
on the life of this great American folk singer and humanist as I play his
video online singing Guantanamera at Wolftrap (1993) with his grandson, Tao
Rodriguez-Seeger. And the four stanzas of the song, each containing
four verses, are finally defining for me who this talented and honest man we
have just lost was/is: a truthful man, whose feelings must find shelter;
always seeking friendship and solidarity; always, always identifying and
casting his lot with the poor of this earth.
Seeger has been a
progressive purist all his life; to the very end. Creative activism in
song dates back to his late teens and his support for the Republican forces
during the Spanish Civil War (1936-9)… to his efforts as recent as two years
ago, when at the ripe age of 92 he added his hands-on support to the Occupy
Movement, as part of a march with Occupy Wall Street to Columbus Circle in
New York City, where he performed with his grandson Tao, Arlo Guthrie and
other celebrated musicians.
For a man of his stature, his death is
receiving the minimal obligatory news in most of the corporate press; after
all he was a true vocal progressive, not much of a fan of the two ruling
parties, a critic of predatory capitalism, and even held membership – from
which “he drifted away” – in the Communist Party USA (CPUSA).
can’t help but think what the State of the Union address might have been
like if composed and sang by a folk-singer, and humanitarian, such as Pete
Seeger. He might even have recommended that the US leave the
Guantanamo military base – and all the unpleasant memories of the last
decade – returning it to the Guantanameros.
Although Seeger did not know Spanish, he preferred singing
Guantanamera with its original Spanish lyrics, always manifesting his love
for bilingualism. And, in our desire to eulogize his life among us,
and his legacy to music and humanity, we’ve added a fifth stanza to
Guantanamera… in Spanish… and untranslated:
“Pit Siguer soy, busco
Quiero mostraros mi alma…
Unirme a vuestra pobreza,
esa unión, hallar calma.
Guantanamera, guajira Guantanamera.”
Good night, Pete Seeger… we wish for your soul (alma), “calma eterna.”