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On Our
Own Spoke
by Penn Kemp
Penn
Kemp/Pendas Productions, 2000
Unheard
Of...
by Various
Artists
Tupperware
Sandpiper Spoken Word, 2000
Reviewed
by Michael Bryson
This past July (2000), Bob Dylan played in Toronto on a double bill with ex-Grateful
Dead member Phil Lesh. Dylan opened with a set punctuated mostly
with his classic songs from the 1960s, performing many of them
in new arrangements, often with a country acoustic flair. Dylan
presented his new arrangements with the help of his tight backing
unit, perhaps the best touring band he's ever played with. It
was hard not to arrive at the conclusion that Dylan was pushing
his songs through new arrangements to show both their versatility
and their value. The sounds may change, but the song remains the
same. The structure of the words is strong enough to support various
interpretations.
Following
Dylan, Lesh led his band through a series of extended jam sessions,
which did their best to erase all of Dylan's subtle nuances. If
Dylan was Formalism, Lesh was Post-Structuralism. If Dylan was
a speaker, Lesh was a shouter. If Dylan was a bard, Lesh was a
self-indulgent poet. Dylan spoke with clarity about me, you and
them - he sang "Song To Woody" and was once again attempting
to be a dust-bowl ballader worthy enough to fill Guthrie's shoes.
On the other hand, Lesh invited the audience to worship (however
paradoxical this may seem) the communal "I". The 1970s
were not called the "Me-Decade" for nothing. Lesh showed
again where it all started, and how the community of Martin Luther
King's dream descended into the individualist spiritualism of
New Age ninnies and other California dreamers.
Which brings
us to the two spoken word CDs under review here: the Tupperware
Sandpiper anthology, Unheard Of..., and Penn Kemp's On
Our Own Spoke. Which one is Dylan and which one is Lesh? Well,
first, a qualification - it would be unfair to draw hard lines
here and make such simplistic comparisons; there is a little of
Dylan and a little of Lesh in each. That said, however, Kemp is
more distinctly Lesh-like, and many of the contributors to Unheard
Of... appear more inspired to track Dylan's formalism.
Kemp's CD
is subtitled "performance poetry". The first track on
the CD is an introductory monologue which outlines the "theory"
behind Kemp's approach. She says her sound poetry is related to
the babble of babies. It is an attempt to return language to its
early stages of discovery, and that is exactly what many of the
tracks on the CD sound like: babbling babies.
Kemp takes
a phase and breaks it into its most basic verbal sounding blocks.
She then improvises other sounds off these blocks, and repeats
and repeats and repeats them, moving ever closer to the original
or destination phrase. An audience is employed on some of the
tracks to introduce a "call and response" aspect to
the exercise. The audience appears to be having fun, as Kemp asks
them: "Isn't this just like being six years old again?"
There are
15 tracks on On Our Own Spoke, although only 9 titles listed
in the index. This makes following along with the babble difficult,
as the titles of the pieces are also difficult to match up with
the sound poetry once it's in progress.
Is there an
audience for this material? Personally, I resisted Kemp's emphasis
on returning language to its infantile beginnings. It seems to
me that we've all been there and done that, and now it is time
to grow up and live in the real world. Which isn't to say that
there are no longer times for play - or even babble - but poetry
is not an inner child workshop; it is not an early childhood education
seminar; and the 1970s were over twenty years ago and fading.
I could say that this would be a good CD for children, and perhaps
it would be, but it appears Kemp wants this to be an adult project
which encourages people to re-live their childhood. However well-intentioned
that may be, I cannot support it. Poetry needs more adult readers
- educated readers willing to do the hard work of literary comprehension
- thus any association between poetry and the babble of infants
strikes me as a severe step in the wrong direction.
Being an anthology,
Unheard Of... presents a variety of approaches to spoken
word as an art form. The CD includes 26 tracks, representing 19
artists performing solo or in collaboration. The pieces run the
gamut from narrative prose (Monica S. Kuebler), to Kerouac inspired
jazz poetry (J Dennie), to pieces that emphasize line breaks as
on a printed page (Cynthia Gould).
The contributions
to Unheard Of... repeat no common motif, unless it is the
voice of a new generation pushing up through the cracks of a degrading
older culture. However, like contemporary haircuts, none of the
sounds or voices on this CD is particularly new. Perhaps nothing
is new under the sun. Perhaps all rhetorical strategies have been
attempted and exhausted, and it is now only left to each new generation
to ape the strategies and positions of the past. Old Kerouac was
pushing against the culture of Eisenhower's America, trying to
create a separate space. What does it mean to adopt Kerouac's
strategies now, when Kerouac's image is used to sell Gap jeans
and On the Road became a hippie mantra almost a quarter-century
ago?
Tom Waits
successfully infused Kerouac, Louis Armstrong, and Frank Zappa.
Hip hop spun it in new - and sometimes disturbing (misogynistic,
nihilistic, hyper-violent) - directions. Unheard Of... presents
an impressive crop of urban hipsters working their art on the
margins of Toronto's Wannbe-American Neo-Con Dot-Com scene. "What
does the poet make?" Mark Kozub asks on his track "Support
the Poet." The question refers to a sum of money, but perhaps
it is also asking: "What is the poet's purpose?" The
poet makes poetry, but what is that? This CD is an excellent introduction
to a new generation of poets returning like their elders once
did, and others will tomorrow, back to that eternal question.
Rock on.
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