Tennessee Coal Ash Shipped and Polluting the Black Belt of Alabama

The coal-industry related chemical spill in West Virginia has received a lot of coverage. For other bad news related to coal, the article "Something Inside of Us" by Holly Haworth in the Oxford American details how Albert Turner Jr, son of the civil rights leader Albert Turner, cut a deal to ship tons of coal ash to the Black Belt of Alabama. 

He claims the money has helped the community, but by going by others' accounts, it hasn't done anything other than build a hotel. It's a tale of environmental injustice. 

Albert Turner Sr. words are used at the end of the piece: "The system is where the problem is, and we have not found enough black elected officials who are about changing the system. They want to sit in the same seat that [white power] sat in. That's all they want to do--take the seat that he had, but nothing about changing the whole structure so that the poor or oppressed people will be able to be more a part of this society."

Ode to the Flamingo

I've referenced the Oxford American a number of times on some Music Friday posts, but the recent issue of the magazine is the "Best of the South" annual issue. The issue features "odes" to various entities that are distinctly Southern or just interesting or thought provoking. Some of the ones this year are Odes to "The College-Football Fan," "A Summer Afternoon," "Ten Sexy Books," "Fishing with Love," "Regional Pride," "A (Phallocentric) Painter," "The Loneliness" (a tribute to the late author Barry Hannah), among others.

The one that sparked me waxing nostalgic and possibly moronic is "Ode to a Jukebox" where Joni Tevis talks about the old style jukeboxes and how one "exercises authority" by making selections.

As she says, "Like calling a radio station to dedicate a song--an act that feels very old-fashioned now--choosing a number on a jukebox gives you a brief share in the tune's ownership. You didn't write the music or words, but you selected it over the others, and changed the evening from what it would have been into what it became by giving it a soundtrack. Exercising your authority over song and community takes only a quarter" (82).

The jukebox that I connect with was the one in the front room of the Flamingo bar in Kirksville, Missouri. That's right, a bar named the "Flamingo" in northeastern Missouri. A pinkish hued bird native to Florida taken as the symbol for a bar in the Show Me State sense does not make. But what the hell. Bar owners, especially one like Irene, are not usually known for their poetic prowess.

But we went to the "O" for cheap drinks and because it wasn't crowded, at least initially. The bar having college kids patronize the place happened gradually for a while, and then the Flamingo exploded as the hip place to be. We, the Pi Kapps and Phi Lambs, didn't know what to think about that initially. For a long time it was a "townie bar" with some frat guys hanging out from time to time or becoming regulars.

But I still remember the tunes I connect with the jukebox at the Flamingo because, well, I spent a good bit of time there in my late undergraduate and graduate school days. Hell, some of us up in Kirksville at that time deserve some manner of pseudo-undergraduate certificate for the time we put in there, maybe a University of the Flamingo diploma like folks in northwestern Iowa have the University of Okoboji inside joke with paraphenalia.

So the tunes, right? That's where this post was supposed to headed. I'd have to go with "The Rodeo Song," "John Deere Green," and Patsy Cline's "Crazy" as ones that call out to me from those beer-soaked and pool-shootin' memories.

There are many stories to be told of the exploits and characters at the Flamingo, so perhaps I'll save some of those for other posts. But the jukebox, which was definitely not a top of the line one, played some good tunes.

Music Friday: "Mississippi Snow"

Click HERE for a showing of Caroline Herring doing her thing.

I discovered her recently through the the annual music issue of The Oxford American.

Music Friday: "Hold On, Hold On"

One of my favorite days of the year is when I get Oxford American's Southern Music issue and CD in the mail.

That day came late in 2008. 

This year is the 10th anniversary edition of the Southern Music CD, and this year they're offering two CDs with the issue.

Click HERE for "Hold On, Hold On" by Neko Case, one of the 56 selections from the two CDs. Her voice is haunting on this track. And it's a song that grows on you until you need to hear it more and more often. 

Other gems on the two CDs are these songs: "I Hate to See You Go" by Little Walter, Ella Fitzgerald covering "Sunshine of Your Love," "Down South Blues" by Dock Boggs, "Street People" by Bobby Charles, Gary Stewart covering "Can't You See," "Righteously" by Lucinda Williams, the Delta Rhythm Boys singing "St. Louis Blues," among many others. 

If you're interested in good writing, especially about the South, check out Oxford American. Heck, the Southern Music issue and CD are worth the subscription. 

Music Friday: "Look Out Dog, Slow Down Train"

To enjoy The Hackensaw Boys doing their song "Look Out Dog, Slow Down Train," click HERE.

I first heard about these cats when I read Oxford American's 2007 Music Issue. That great magazine (its website HERE) has a music issue every year, which is accompanied with a cd.

Enjoy.