Lattimore Brown: I ain't dead!
A nurse in Biloxi Mississippi had an elderly, frail and confused patient, whose name was Lattimore Brown. She googled his name, and found a soul music blogger, and e-mailed him, and Red Kelly's adventure began: a road trip, adventure in oral history and amateur musicology that is recorded over a whole series of wonderful blog posts, accompanied by mp3s of Brown's wonderful music.
I am telling you about this for a few reasons. First, I know at least some of you like soul music. But even if you don't, I think these posts demonstrate how fantastic what I think of as "citizen scholarship" can be: the non-accredited, sometimes fanatical pursuit of arcane knowledges the web has faciliated (other examples closer to home: Caroline's Miscellany, Transpontine and Lewisham '77). And third, because Lattimore's story touches on so many interesting elements of the history of America and its race politics: the role of white and Jewish people in black music, music and radio creating early spaces for interracial contact, the place of the church in African-American community, even the assination of JFK.
Start here, and then these are the other posts in more or less chronological order: We went looking for a hat (my favourite installment); Highway 61; I'm not through lovin you; Sad, Sad World. And there's more on the A side too! The last post says "To be continued", so stay tuned.
By the way, we were talking here about Eli Paperboy Reed a while back. Red Kelly links to an article by his dad, Howard Husock, at City Journal comparing Johnny Cash's politics and music unfavourably with Merle Haggard's. Here's more by Husock.
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