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Discussion in 'Music to Your Ears' started by blowtorch, Sep 17, 2020.
This is the real thing, baby
Whatever happened to my rock n' roll?
It grew a little older and started listening to grownups who wanted it to "get respectable."
Fortunately, there were always people who didn't listen.
This clip is from "Jazz on a Summer's Day," a movie shot at the Newport Jazz Festival in 1958. A great, great film.
If it was only the Anita O'Day, "Sweet Georgia Brown" section - all by itself - it'd still be in the top 10 music films ever made. But in fact there is even more!
What happened?......well, it was the next year (1959) that Chuck was arrested for statutory rape, and ended up serving two years in prison. But he paid his debt to society, and got on the straight and narrow......well, until 1989, when he was caught with a hidden camera in the women's restroom at his club. Yeah.....this is the "Real Thing".....
....just a little too real for me.
Sweet Little Sixteen, indeed.
You didn't answer the question.
You instead chose to bash Chuck Berry.
The first incident you cite was a set-up by the man, in the hopes of quashing the much-feared rock n roll movement, and the 2nd one was never proven in court - it's widely believed that was a conspiracy to profit from his wealth.
But hey, he was accused, so he's guilty, right?
It would seem some people still want to quell it- but
Hail! Hail! Rock n' Roll
I'm skeptical too by nature. We the 4th hand readers can never, really know. It works both ways though, look at the celebs that WERE caught redhanded, and proven to be guilty of some mind blowing stuff? Its not trendy, but I tend to question the individual first, and the system last, and question again. Its the Socrates in me.
Probably, but Chuck didn't write stuffs like good vibrations either...
The answer is of course, that he didn't have to.
He'd already written the greatest rock n' roll song of all time
Jeez, the lighting and film quality of that is like a big budget 90's movie. Outstanding.
I believe the full length movie is available to watch on Prime
"The film features performances by Jimmy Giuffre; Thelonious Monk; Sonny Stitt; Anita O'Day; Dinah Washington; Gerry Mulligan; Chuck Berry; Chico Hamilton, with Eric Dolphy; and Louis Armstrong, with Jack Teagarden. Also appearing are Buck Clayton, Jo Jones, Armando Peraza, and Eli's Chosen Six, the Yale College student ensemble that included trombonist Roswell Rudd, shown driving around Newport in a convertible jalopy, playing Dixieland.
As was scheduled in advance and announced in the program, the last performer Saturday night was Mahalia Jackson, who sang a one-hour program beginning at midnight, thus ushering in Sunday morning. The film concluded with her performance of The Lord's Prayer."
Chuck Berry was an extremely flawed and (oftentimes) contentious, miserable human being...He was arrogant, bitter, condescending and dismissive of anyone who didn’t recognize his genius in a manner he felt was befitting. Far be it from me to ever claim he was a “nice guy,” especially with the mountains of evidence that he wasn’t.
However, the Mann Act conviction was a setup; he was later exonerated in court...as @blowtorch said, “the man” was trying to make an example, with racism being the foundation of the case.
The second accusation was also controversial and questionable, and never completely played out. Did he do something wrong? Possibly...maybe...but it was something that would have been handled differently had he not been famous.
I think his most slimy (and proven) action was how he screwed Johnny Johnson out of all the royalties from all those classic songs over the years. Yes, Mr. Berry was screwed by the system out of the royalties that were due to him, but he did the same (or worse) to Mr. Johnson.
Having said all that, I love his music. Chuck Berry was one of the best entertainers, songwriters and performers of the 20th century. Immediately identifiable, consistently high in compositional and lyrical quality, and a large part of the foundation of thousands of rock bands (including the Beatles and Stones) that came after him.
If you’ve got an gig that’s a bit “dead” and you need to get butts out of chairs and boots onto dance floors, play a Chuck Berry song—no matter what the venue, no matter what kind of music you’re supposed to be playing—his songs will make your gig better.
If you don’t tap your foot during a Chuck Berry song, you probably don’t have feet.
He didn’t play Rock & Roll.
He was bigger than that.
He played Chuck Berry Music
All that from a hairdresser from St. Louis.
Love me some chuck berry music.
While I agree with the Mann act arrest was bogus, the overwhelmingly consistent picture is he was a scuzzy human being.
That lawsuit was thrown out.
I d agree that he did not do right by Johnnie Johnson, however
It amazes me how many Chuck-bashers lurk here
This thread was obviously started with the intention of honoring his music, and some of you feel compelled to jump on and state for the record you don't like him
Well, that is fine.
Chuck's music is eternal.
Chuck Berry's Music Is Traveling Through Interstellar Space ...
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Mar 20, 2017 - His song "Johnny B. Goode" is flying through interstellar space on NASA's Voyager 1 golden record. (Image: © Rodin Eckenroth/Getty Images).
Here’s Chuck with his evil spawn. Thank the Lord for both of them.
Chuck looks like he's thinking about punching Keith
On second thought, that's just his normal look
That lawsuit was thrown out due to the statute of limitations.
I approach entertainers the same way I approach baristas...
-If you make good music or movies (or coffee), you’ve done your job.
-If I don’t agree with your lifestyle, or if I think you’re a jerk—you’ll never know it, and I’ll probably continue to consume your product.
-If I find out you’ve done something truly heinous (a la Gary Glitter), your product will no longer be consumed, even if it was the best (It was easy to drop Glitter from my playlist, his product wasn’t very pleasing).
Chuck Berry, Frank Sinatra, Miles Davis, Brian Jones, Glenn Frey...the list goes on of people I wouldn’t “hang out” with, but whose music I like (or even love). Sometimes they were just jerks—and sometimes they were truly “bad guys,” as far as my personal morals and ethics are concerned—but if there were verifiable evidence of some sickening, heinous action, they’d be dropped from my personal playlist.
One of the greatest rock-n-roll documentaries/concert films ever!