My grandson says Bob
Marley is the end all and be all of Reggae. He says with songs like “No Woman,
No Cry”, “Redemption Song” and “Jammin’, there is no other Reggae and the
subject was closed.
“That’s like
saying Elvis invented rock and roll,” I protested. “Elvis the pelvis
merely only built upon the music that went before him. All of human history is the
result of each new generation extending the previous generation. Marley didn’t invent
Reggae just like Elvis didn’t invent rock and roll.”
He looked at me as
if I were full of crap.
“Bob Marley was
only great because he built upon the works of Jimmy Cliff, the Melodians, Desmond
Dekker, Scotty and especially Toots and the Maytals,” I continued. “Any creative person can only built upon the foundations they were laid for him.”
My grandson
started shaking his head and laughing with self-righteousness.
“You think your
generation in the be all and end all of human history,” I said.
The minute I said that I knew that statement was all TOO true because I just like him when I was
his age.
He smiled and gave me one of those "I-love-you- but- you're wrong!" looks.
With that, I
popped Jimmy Cliff’s “Harder They Come” into the CD player.
We listened to “Rivers
of Babylon”, “Sitting in Limbo”, "Many Rivers to Cross” and “Pull the Brakes”. As
we listened, I explained how the various combinations of voice and music, rhythm,
harmony and melody compared to songs like “Redemption Song”, “I Shot the
Sheriff”, "No Woman, No Cry" and “Jammin'”.
‘That’s some good
Reggae,” he said when I finally took out the CD.
I continued by diatribe.
“Sir Isaac Newton once
said: ’I have stood on the shoulders of giants…’ meaning he was who he was
because he had built upon the works of Copernicus, Kepler, Galileo and others.
In later years, Einstein would stand on the shoulders of Newton and all of the others who went before him. It’s like Socrates, Plato, Aristotle and
Alexander the Great. Each one’s greatest is measured by how much he built upon
the works of his predecessor.”
He looked at me
and didn’t say anything at first.
“I don’t know
much about Aristotle…” he replied apologetically.
There was a dead
silence between us.
After a while, he
looked over thoughtfully at me and said: ”Who did you say the other guy was?”
“What guy?”
“Cliff…,” he said.
“The guy that Bob Marley built on….”
“Jimmy Cliff!” I
replied quickly.
He looked at me
curiously and didn’t say anything.
Maybe he learned something after all!
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