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21. March 2005, 19:38

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Woody Guthrie’s Nachlass

1998 hat die Band Wilco zusammen mit Billy Bragg ein Album namens Mermaid Avenue herausgebracht, worauf sie hinterlassene Texte von Folk-Legende Woody Guthrie verwendeten.
Als ich dann neulich die Bob Dylan Biographie lese, fällt mir plötzlich die folgende Stelle auf:

On one of my visits Woody has told me about some boxes of songs and poems that he had written that had never been set to melodies – that they were stored in the basement of his house in Coney Island and that I was welcome to them. He told me that if I wanted any of them to go see Margie, his wife, and he gave me instructions on how to find the house.
[…]
I found the house and knocked on the door. A babysitter opened it slightly, said that Margie, Woody’s wife, wasn’t there. One of Woody’s kids, Arlo, told the babysitter to let me in. Arlo was probably about ten or twelve years old and didn’t know anything about any manuscripts locked in the basement. I didn’t want to push it – the babysitter was uncomfortable, and I stayed just long enough to warm up, said a quick goodbye and left with my boots still waterlogged.
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Forty years later, these lyrics would fall into the hands of Billy Bragg and the group Wilco and they would put melodies to them and record them. It was all done under the direction of Woody’s daughter Nora. These performers probably weren’t even born when I had made that trip to Brooklyn.

Eine tolle Geschichte wie ich finde. Da bekommt Bob Dylan im Jahre 1967 vom schwerkranken Woody Guthrie gewissermaßen seine ‘geheimen’ Manuskripte vermacht, ist dann nur wenige Meter davon entfernt, und vierzig Jahre später erst tauchen sie plötzlich aus dem Nichts wieder auf und werden im großen Stil vermarktet. Ich könnte auch fast schwören dass im letzten Absatz Dylan ein bisschen zu schmollen scheint, oder irre ich mich da? (Wer könnte es ihm verübeln?)

Und weil mich diese Geschichte so toll finde werde ich mir früher oder später diese Collection von Woody Guthrie beschaffen.

You can either go to the church of your choice
Or you can go to Brooklyn State Hospital
You'll find God in the church of your choice
You'll find Woody Guthrie in Brooklyn State Hospital
And though it's only my opinion
I may be right or wrong
You'll find them both
In the Grand Canyon
At sundown