“Louis
Armstrong blew
Coherent
lines until the very end.”
Armstrong
himself seems to have believed the legend that he was born on the Fourth of
July, in 1900, though scholars posthumously confirmed his birthdate as Aug. 4,
1901. Some of us still commemorate his arrival on Independence Day. He deserves
two birthdays, at least one of which should be a national holiday. In the
chapter he devotes to Armstrong in Cultural
Amnesia (2007), Clive James says Armstrong “[did] as much as anyone since
Lincoln to change the history of the United States.” Try to think of another
likely candidate for that distinction. FDR? MLK? Certainly, no other artist. More
than them he possessed the gift of making people, regardless of demographics,
happy. He is a rare artist with the power to improve the quality of his listeners’
lives (not merely their moods). Look at almost any photograph of Armstrong and you
will invariably see the people around him smiling. In the obituary he wrote for
The New Yorker, Whitney Balliett lays
it out cleanly:
“Louis
Armstrong was the first great American musician. He all but invented jazz,
which remains the wellspring of American music. He was an old-fashioned, even
medieval clown who nonetheless never seemed dated. And he was the first famous
black man who from the point of view of both races seemed to transcend color.
He was absolutely true to himself throughout his 50-year career.”
Listen to “Weather Bird,” recorded in 1928 with Earl Hines. And then listen to Armstrong
performing “Standing on the Corner (Blue Yodel No. 9)” with Johnny Cash in
1970, one year before his death. Armstrong and his wife Lil Hardin Armstrong accompanied
the song’s composer, Jimmie Rodgers, on the original recording in 1930.
[The lines quoted at the top are from Clive James’ “A Heritage of Trumpets,” published in
the July 10-17 issue of The New Yorker.]
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