Zanes first appeared on the musical radar screen as the leader
of the Del Fuegos, a real plain old guitar, bass, and drums rock and roll band
slashing and hammering their way through the 80s, when it was almost impossible
to be a real plain old guitar, bass, and drums rock and roll band. Their records are savage, raw, and desperate
(“Nervous and Shaky” will set your teeth a-rattling in the first 8 bars),
but alas, as we know, not many folks
bought records like this in the 80s and so the band, despite critical acclaim
(and even some help from the likes of the Band’s Rick Danko!), fizzled and, uh,
disbanded. Zanes then moved to New York,
recorded “Cool Down Time” in 1994—a wonderful but unnoticed rock and roll gem—and
started a family.
Now a father, he put together some folk bent sessions with
friends and relations around town, which eventually gelled into a truly magical
series of albums: Rocket Ship Beach, Family Dance, Night Time,
House Party, etc. These were
marketed as “kids music,” and while this marketing strategy helped the records
sell and helped Zanes resume life as a working musician, it didn’t really
accurately describe what was afoot here.
Zanes was really making folk music, of which the late Pete Seeger or
Woody Guthrie would be very proud, and which was accessible and engaging not
just to kids but to anyone and everyone.
The records combined American classics like “Wonderful World” and “The Sidewalks
of New York” with international folk songs such as “Siyahamba” and “Jamaica
Farewell” and gorgeous, hooky, and / or rocking originals such as “Night Owls,”
and “House Party.” This was really folk
music— friendly, fun, upbeat, funny, danceable, singalongable— for everyone,
including kids.
Don’t get me wrong: good records directed specifically at kids should
and do exist (please go buy a Justin Roberts record or the Bloodshot Records
“Bottle Let Me Down” compilation classic immediately), but the term “Kids
Music” mostly conjures up the kind of saccharin sweet sanitary drek so often
pushed off on kids (Raffi, et. al.), which sane adults raised on rock and roll
can't bear to listen to without upchucking. Sensing that he was somehow
bridging this gap with his magical brand of all-ages accessible folk music,
Zanes recorded a pair of albums not really too different in feel from the "kids" albums but marketed as "traditional" music-- an album of sailors' ballads and riverboat chanteys called Sea
Songs, followed by Parades and Panoramas, a collection of songs
pulled from Carl Sandburg’s iconic American Songbag. Sandburg's Songbag is a collection of about
250 American Folk Songs transcribed by Sandburg for piano sketching the first
150 years of our country’s history in song, published in 1927. This record is really Zanes’s finest
achievement in my opinion.
Someone (his wife, I believe) had given Zanes a battered copy of
the Songbag as a present, and he (not reading music) had taken the book
to the music teacher at his daughter’s school.
The music teacher recorded every one of the 250 songs into a cassette
recorder for Zanes, who then culled 25 of his favorites and arranged them for his
folk band to be put on Parades and Panoramas. This is REAL music, about real lives and real
people, performed by real musicians with real musical lives which EVERYONE in
your house-- ages 0 to 100-- will dig deeply. The songs on Parades and
Panoramas— American roots classics, all of them— are tuneful, the recording
elegant and gorgeous, the playing and singing sublime, and the arrangements
clever and engaging at all turns. From
the opening, longing plea of “Wanderin’” through the rocking trains rolling
through “Railroad Bill” and "The Railroad Cars are a-Comin,'" on to the desperation of “Willie the Weeper,” past the Mexican
air “Lo Que Digo,” and along the travels of “Across the Western Ocean” and “The Colorado
Trail,” the album touches every folk music tradition in our country’s history, traces important parts of our history in ways poignant and personal,
and seems to express every emotion in our collective psyche at some point or
another.
Covering this breadth of material in ways this engaging to all listeners, it's simply not right to call it a kids album. It's worth noting that one online reviewer felt that it wasn't a kids album because it includes songs with bawdy or darker lyrical themes, but I disagree. While I don't think it's JUST for kids-- again it's a folk album for everyone-- I DO think its appropriate for kids. Kids of all ages eat it up and don't get spooked or embarrassed by the songs on edgier topics because the songs about the noted potentially dodgy
topics are presented with love, humor, honesty, naiveté, and innocence (my wife and I have kindergarten and 3rd grade students who go crazy for the thing and it has played endlessly in my home and car with and without kids of varying sizes around for the last 10 years).
Indeed, the songs, along with Zanes's and excerpts from Sandburg's notes about
them, provide a real education about American history and life over the past
150 years that is likely to be much more insightful, informative, interesting,
and exciting than what is presented to kids in school. But, again, it's not a kids
album because grups will wanna put it on even when their kids are not around-- 10 year later, I still spin the thing endlessly meself, and my own rock and roll band
has pulled several tunes off the record and presents them in settings and
arrangements that have NOTHING to do with kids.
Perhaps the only reason to classify this, and all of Zanes’s
records, as “kids music” is that they are instructive to kids about what, at
best, music and art in general can and should be: beautiful and edgy, old and
new, funny and serious, and accessible to everyone, all at once. This is an ethos and aesthetic worth passing
on.
And so: the vision and courage Zanes shows in presenting such a collection,
rough edges, grup themes, and all in the context of music for FAMILIES -- kids
AND their parents-- is truly heroic. This is a record for the ages. Buy it for
your kids, buy it for yourself, buy it for your parents and grandparents, buy
it for the whole darn family, and for goodness sake, go see the Dan the Man and
his Band perform if they get within a hundred miles of wherever you are. This is a real American treat.
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