Tuesday, 3 May 2011

Amede Ardoin : The Father of Louisiana French Blues


Amede Ardoin is hailed as "the pioneer of Louisiana French Blues" on the 1995 Ahoolie-released album I'm Never Comin' Back: The Roots of Zydeco. Born March 11, 1898, Ardoin was a Creole musician from the Acadiana region of Louisiana, known for his high, unique singing voice and adeptness with the Diatonic accordion, also called a squeeze box or Cajun accordion.


Amede Ardoin circa 1912


Roots of Zydeco: Early Louisiana French Blues

  • Creole and Cajun music both evolved in the southwest region of Louisiana throughout the 18th and 19th centuries. The area was settled in 1764 by Acadians (later shortened to 'Cajuns'), a French-speaking group of Canadian exiles, and in post-Civil War years, by Creoles - French-speaking ex-slaves and free persons of color who had, over the years, mixed with Haitians, American Indians, Spanish, and French.
  • In early Cajun and Creole families, like the Ardoins, singing was a tradition that passed from one generation to another through house songs and dance music. Their repertoire of songs consisted of solo narrative ballads sung by mothers to their children, as well as those sung by men to one another in a working or post-work relaxation environment.
  • This regionally-specific music often served as a cultural history lesson depicting the origins and hardships of Cajun and Creole culture. They were always sung in broken French language, and were played by a solo artist or group of musicians featuring two primary instruments: the fiddle and the accordion.
(left to right: Canray Fontenot and Bois Sec Ardoin, Amede's nephew, on the fiddle and accordion)


Amede Ardoin and the Blues Accordion




  • The Diatonic accordion came to Louisiana from Germany. It is now such a vital part of Cajun music that many accordion builders are established in southwest Louisiana. In Amede Ardoin's heyday, the sought after brands were the Monarch and Sterling accordions, which were solid black with 'gold' keys.
  • The accordion is small and lightweight ( 6" x 11" and 8 lbs.), and full of power. This was an important feature in its rise to prominence in the dance hall scene of southwest Louisiana before the days of electric amplification.
  • According to Barry Jean Ancelet, the accordion's brash sound expressed the frontier character of Cajun culture. The simplicity of the accordion also tended to restrict and simplify the tunes. Musicians ran with this, and adapted old songs to create new one featuring the accordion's unique sounds.
  • No one did this better than Amede Ardoin, who created songs with a highly syncopated accordion style. Ardoin is also credited for infusing the blues into Cajun music. To this end, Joel Savoy, a neighbor of Ardoin's remembers:
I would see him walking down our road all the time, visiting, playing dances. He carried his accordion in a twenty-five pound flour sack with a goose and wolf on it. People would feed him. One of my uncles, Adam Young, brought him to my house once and he played the accordion right in my kitchen. That was in around 1928 and 1930. He'd sleep at my uncle's house when my uncle would get him to play. Amede had a certain way of playing - nobody else played like that, and people would copy him. When he played he always put a towel on his knee. The bellows were made out of paper and he would have torn them up. I remember he always played a Monarch or Sterling. Those were his favorite instruments. (Savoy, 67)





Cutting the Deal: Amede Ardoin and the Record Industry

Cover of the 1995 Ahoolie Records-released collection of 26 of Ardoin's 34 recorded songs.

  • Ardoin and Dennis McGee recorded the 26 songs included on the aforementioned collection over the course of four years and three trips:
#1 - 10: New Orleans - November 19 & 20, 1930
#11 - 14: San Antonio - August 8, 1934
#15 - 26: New York City - December 22, 1934



The Complete Works of Amede Ardoin with Dennis McGee, released March 1, 2011.

Cajun and Zydeco music would not be what it is today without Amede Ardoin and his musical recordings of the late 1920s and early 30s. his fortes include his uniquely eloquent lyrics, his resonating voice, and his driving accordion virtuosity. The equanimity in which this slight black French-speak composed, performed, and recorded his songs attests to the high regard held by those who knew him. Amede lived the blues and injected his spirit into our music. Without him we would not have the dozen or so songs Iry Lejeune interpreted and recorded in the 1950s that helped to bring about a resurgence of Cajun French pride. (Michael Doucet, Ahoolie Records)


The Tragic End of Amede Ardoin

Amede would sing anything he wanted. His voice would go through you. He could play some music, every woman in the dancehall would cry. They'd stop dancing. Sat down and wipe the tears. Oh yes sir, he would make women cry, and the men would hang their heads down. Daddy said, 'He puts it to them.' Amede used to say, 'Well, I'm singing about the facts of life.' And when he'd mix a little bit of the religious stuff with it, these women would cry like babies. (Tisserand, 60 - 61)






Monday, 7 March 2011

Happy Eva Walton Birthday Week to Me!

Ladies and gentlemen, drum roll please...

The most excellent Eva Walton Birthday Week is HERE! And good lord, it's looking mighty exciting.

Aside from the obvious best part of this week - which is the fact that I turn 24 and ready for more on Thursday - there are SO many other wonderful occasions to celebrate this week.

The first, and probably the one I'm most excited for is that my girl, Gwynnie P, is coming back to reprise her role as Holly Holiday on Glee!

G.P. is shaking things up this week as the substitute for McKinley High's sex ed program. I love Gwyneth. I love her look, her kids' names, and even her singing voice - which I think I like because it's just normal. I also love what she did here with Joan Jett, Brittany and Santana:



Remember - everybody's got a random.

One last oober-excited-can't-wait-for-tomorrow's-episode-Glee-freak-out-must-share-video:

Holly Holiday, Santana, and Brittany singing Stevie Nix. This has the makings to be my favorite episode of all-time:



I'll be listening to this song on repeat for at least the next month. Guaranteed.

Glee is not the only highlight of Tuesday. Not even close.

I've heard there's a killer Glee after-party (also known as a birthday party) for me and my fellow Gleeks - future Governor of Mississippi, R. Brian Wilson, and the renowned, prestigious and soon-to-be-UNC Chapel Hill-published, Dr. William Hustwit.

If you know the first thing about any of us, then you know that for obvious reasons, the theme of the party is "Team America, (expletive) Yeah!"


I can rest assured that I'm one of the best Americans I know. As for Brian and Will, they're fine patriots. I'm hoping the party begins with a full-party salute, "We pledge allegiance to the flag of the United States of America, and to the wild ruckus for which it stands." I'm going to make it happen. Why? Because it's my birthday.

If Tuesday weren't already mind-blowingly awesome, it also happens to be FAT TUESDAY!


Happy Mardi Gras, my favorite family holiday! All I have to say about all of this wonder wrapped up in one twenty four-hour package is "Laissez the bon temps rouler! Time to PARTY GRAS! Huzzah!" I cannot wait to get home to my Mama's etouffe and homemade beignets. Just put me away now.

Lest you forget, this is all the joy for Tuesday alone! The week only gets better when I get to go home for my birthday to see my family! Ally and her boyfriend, Zach, are going to be home too for a weekend of good times, great food, and wonderful memories. From what Mama's told me about what she's already preparing, I know we're going to all be in high Mardi Gras Heaven!

I'm seriously too excited about this coming week to sleep. I hope you have a wonderful Eva Walton Birthday week as well!

Just a little Mardi Gras tune to keep you dancing:



WOOOOO!

Thursday, 3 March 2011

Someone Like You

It's rare that an artist bursts on the music scene (when I'm paying attention) whose lyrics are so killer that I listen to the songs on repeat, all-day, everyday, for days at a time, just so I can really register the words.

Adele did it though. Over and over and over again. If you don't know Adele, here's all you need to know:



She's so many of my favorite things: British, soulful, a rockin' voice, and a poet. I can just tell that she's one of my kind of people.

She just released her new album, 21, a couple of weeks ago, and she's number one on the Billboard Charts in like, 17 countries or something. Crazy awesome.

But one of the songs on her album, just reached out of my computer screen, grabbed my little wounded heart, ripped it out, threw it around like a hot potato, stuck it with a voodoo pin, and gave it back. Thanks, Adele.

Seriously, the song, Someone Like You, speaks heartbreak in more raw, poetic words than even I could ... and I'm pretty good at making heartbreak sound good.

Take a listen:



If you didn't revisit your greatest heartache, then you must have really moved on. Good for you. I hate you a little bit. But I just had to share this song because I love finding artists who create music that resonates with me on more than a "catchy, that was a fun song" kind of way. And Adele definitely does that.

Buy her album! Support good music!

Friday, 25 February 2011

Friday Frenzy (Episode 2...on Saturday)

As usual, I have only one man on the mind this weekend. His name is Oscar. We have a date for Sunday night.

I think there might be a few other people joining us. Maybe Annette Bening, Colin Firth, Natalie Portman, and Javier Bardem. Just my usual groupies.

Seriously though, this Sunday night is the 83rd Academy Awards on ABC 8 e/5p.


My adoration for all things Oscar can best be explained by admitting that when I recorded things on VHS, back in the 1900's, I regularly had 'OSCARS' scrawled in Sharpie across a row of tapes.

One of the highlights of my childhood was watching Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet, and all the other insignificant people from 'Titanic,' accept the Oscar for Best Picture in 1998. I'm pretty sure the eleven year-old history nerd Eva squealed with delight, and may or may not have cried a little.

In the spirit of all things gold-naked man-statue, I thought it would be fun to take a look at some memorable Oscar moments throughout the years - BUT - Oscar, the grouch, doesn't let you embed his treasured YouTube videos. Stupid.

So plan B - I'll give you my two cents on who/what the winner should be for the top 3 categories: Best Picture, Actor in a Leading Role, and Actress in a Leading Role.

Actress in a Leading Role:

Helen Mirren.



Okay, you caught me. She's not even nominated. I just love her so much. I want to be her when I'm 65, Emma Thompson when I'm 45, and Kate Middleton right now. I have a thing for wanting to be British.

But seriously, this year's nominees are...

Annette Bening - The Kids Are All Right
Natalie Portman - Black Swan
Nicole Kidman - Rabbit Hole (seriously?)
Jennifer Lawrence - Winter's Bone (and again...seriously?)
Michelle Williams - Blue Valentine

Picking a winner in this category is tough because of all the films, I've only seen "The Kids Are All Right." I've read articles about how Natalie Portman's preparation and dance training for "Black Swan" role nearly killed her - so that warrants merit. I'm just going to take out Nicole and Jennifer because those movies have weird names. As for my girl, Michelle Williams...bless 'em, I've seen the previews for "Blue Valentine," read a number of reviews of her performance, and from what I can gather, she killed the role.

So...it comes down to three: Annie, Nat, and Mick...

And Eva's winner is....


My home slice, Annie B. She was the stand-out cast member of this film - which was great, but I have mixed feelings towards the whole plot. Regardless, Annette broke my heart, made me wince, made me cry, made me laugh, and made me believe in her genius once more. Once more implies that I have found her brilliant before - and I have, as the ever-awesome, Sidney Ellen Wade of Virginia.


I'm pretty sure from the moment I watched "The American President" with my mom, I wanted to be Annette Bening. So it's only right that my allegiance remains with one of my favorite President's girlfriend.

Actor in a Leading Role:

The nominees are:
Colin Firth - The King's Speech
James Franco - 127 Hours
Jesse Eisenberg - The Social Network
Jeff Bridges - True Grit (s)
Javier Bardem - Biutiful (someone's script editor missed something here...)


Two words: COLIN FIRTH. ohmygod. Have you seen "The King's Speech?" If you haven't, I'll tell you more about how it's life changing later in the blog. But as for Mr. Darcy, he is my absolute favorite actor of all time. Without a doubt. The man is one of the most gifted and empathetic performers I have ever watched on screen. I knew I loved Colin when he played Mr. Darcy. I fell in love again (through tears) when he learned Portuguese to ask Aurelia to marry him in "Love Actually." He broke my heart in "A Single Man." Built it back up again in "Nanny McPhee." Caught me by surprise in "What a Girl Wants." And took my breath away in "The King's Speech." My bet is it's only a matter of a few years until the man is knighted. So to you, (future) Sir Colin Firth - I bestow you with an Eva Oscar. Congrats.

Best Picture:

Yes, there are MANY nominees:

Black Swan - "Where's my good girl? AHHHHH."
The Fighter - I love Christian Bale. And Mark Wahlberg.
Inception - Is this real life?
The Kids Are All Right - Their son's name is Laser - win.
The King's Speech - My heart just skipped a beat.
127 Hours - Takes the whole "break a limb" adage to a completely different level.
The Social Network - I quite Facebook.
Toy Story 3 - Are you just happy to see me or "is that a snake in my boot?!"
True Grit (s) - I like cheese in mine.
Winter's Bone - Weird.

Phew. I'm winded from typing.

My winner is without a doubt: THE KING'S SPEECH.



I saw this film in the theater alone - I only go to movies alone when I know it's going to be an emotional, life-changing experience for me. Colin, Helena, and Geoffrey did not disappoint.

I'm actually so full of admiration for the script, soundtrack, cast, special effects team, videographers, etc. that I am at a complete loss for the adequate words to express how awesome this film was.

Here's what I can say - my favorite thing about the film is that this is the Queen's dad we're talking about here. I love the idea that Queen Elizabeth lived long enough to see her dad's story of perseverance against all obstacles - a crippling stammer, an over-bearing father, a love-struck brother, and you know, trying to keep a country together during WW II - play out for the world to see. What better way to see your father honored than to have Colin Firth deliver one of the greatest screen performances of all-time? Not to mention, Helena Bonham Carter played your mom. Queen Elizabeth, I'm talking to you. I cried just thinking about what this film must mean to the Royal Family (my people...you know).

I love it! LOVE IT! You should get up from whatever you're doing this instant and go see the film.

Okay, Eva's Oscars have now been distributed.

We'll see how I do compared to tomorrow's awards. I'll be watching, and hope you will, too!

GO COLIN, GO!

Tuesday, 22 February 2011

Happy Thoughts and Straight on 'Til Morning - Good News in Pop-culture

As many of you know (and some of you may be now learning), I am a pop-culture expert. I am a walking encyclopedia of celebrity knowledge, people.

I chose not to use the word "junkie" because of the negative implications of the word - i.e. drug junkie, Bieber junkie, World of Warcraft junkie, chunky junkie, etc.

You might be wondering how I find time to cram knowledge about who is married to whom, whose baby has a weird name, who may or may not be going to jail or rehab, etc. while I maintain such a rigorous "life of the mind" in grad school. Easy - I rename my daily browsing of People.com, TMZ, US Weekly, and Chelsea Lately as "ethnography." Seriously, you can get away with academic murder in graduate school as long as you sound smart while doing it.

I don't know what it is about pop-culture, but ever since I realized that you could get Hanson posters out of BOP Magazine, I've been hooked. Unfortunately Hanson no longer graces the cover of my favorite celebrity news junkets. Regardless, I thought it would be a good idea to take my extensive range of pop-culture know-how, and report some of the good news happening in the world of celebrities. Here are some "Happy Thoughts" my friends:
Lady G and Maria spreadin' love via YouTube:

Lady Gaga's anthem, "Born This Way," came out last week (pun fully intended), and broke sales records in like 120 countries or something...just further solidifying Ms. Gaga as a platinum bad-ass. I love GG. I love her lyrics. I love her videos. I may or may not practice her dances with my sisters and alone in my room. I'm just saying.

As awesome as the Gaga-greatest is, she has met her match a ten year-old girl and an electric keyboard:



Her name is Maria Aragon, and as GG tweeted, "She is the future." I mean, seriously, how cute is she? She was on Ellen today, and when Ellen asked why she chose to cover this particular song Maria responded that the message of the song inspires her to believe in herself and be kind to all people. You know what that is folks? Good news. Don't be a drag, just be a queen.

Justin de-Biebs himself, praise Jesus:

Justin Bieber cut his hair. Let us rejoice and be glad that the swoosh (or flop, or ugly, or whatever it was called) is gone. When asked why he decided to cut his signature mane, the Biebs simply responded, "I've had this hair for 3 and a half years, and it was annoying how it got in my eyes all the time." Oh really, Bieber? Really? We all knew that. All of us.


Here is a photo of the Canadian's new cropped mop. I like it. I guess.

London Calling:


In the best news of all, the invitations to my bff's, Kate and Wills, wedding were sent out this week. Check out these two. I mean, geez, they're adorable:


You might be wondering how I became besties with the future King and Queen of England. Truth be told, Wills fell in love with me while I was living in Oxford. We had some Shepherd's Pie, a few pints of Stella, then he confessed his undying love. (Check out the time-line of his break-up with Kate...the math figures.) He was devastated when I broke the news to him that I only had eyes for Harry, whom I've loved since adolescence. But we're friends now. And he, obviously, went back to Kate. So, Wills, if I don't get an invitation, you watch yo'self. Son.

April 29. Yes.

Happiest Thought of All:

Glee comes on in an hour.


Thank you for making life a little sweeter, Heather Morris.

That's all for now, dear ones. But if I forgot anything, please don't hesitate to let me know. Any news about happiness, weddings, Lady G, Bieber becoming a man, etc. is better than any headline about L. Lohan or Charlie Sheen.

Best always!

Friday, 18 February 2011

Friday Frenzy (Episode 1)

Well, it's Friday. Which I have decided will be my dedicated day to blog about madness happening in pop-culture and other lesser important headlines.

To kick things off, let's turn our attention to the state divided, Alabama, and the omnipresent battle of the Crimson Tide and those damn Kitty-Birds (aka. Auburn).


To say that the last two seasons of college football have heightened the level of tension in the eternal battle between the Crimson believers and the Auburn heathens is, well, right. Two years. Two SEC championships. Two National championships. Two Heisman trophy winners. One disastrous Iron Bowl. And Gene Chizik just standing there poppin' that gum.

The divide in Alabama has never been greater, and the volatility of the greatest rivalry in college football is at an all-time high.

While I am an avid believer in rivalries, and my allegiance to the Tide is a huge part of my identity, things got OUT OF CONTROL this week thanks to a real idiot named Harvey Updyke.
Mr. Updyke, the biggest fool in Alabama, took it upon himself to poison the two historic oak trees on Toomer's Corner in Auburn after the Tigers staged one of the greatest comebacks in Iron Bowl history last November. Check out this article, it's disgusting me to type about it much more, so you can just read it yo' self - here.

As a marquee Alabama fan, let me just say here and now: This man is crazy. What he did is wholly deplorable. Alabama fans, although we do have strong feelings of disgust when we hear the army of orange and blue sing, "War Eagle, fly down the field...," do not all come from this same strain of crazy. I'm sad for my Auburn fan friends (and family...sad, but true) who have sentimental ties to that which has been spoiled by hate. I'm sorry for what they may, or will, lose, but I also know that in Alabama, passion for one's team isn't going to be deterred by a little poison. New traditions will emerge.

I say, long live the Iron Bowl. Long may the madness of that late-November buzz of Roll Tide, touchdowns, War Eagle, and victory reign.

Now, I will leave you with this jewel:



Roll Tide.

Thursday, 17 February 2011

My World(s)

My life revolves around a holy trinity. The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost are great and all, but nothing melts my heart like these three wonders of the world:

left to right: Momma T, Al, me, Shel-iza.

Thanksgiving 2009

I have millions of words in my arsenal to express what these women mean to me - they are my sunshine, my best thoughts each day, and the most divine pieces of heaven on earth that I know.
In the words of the new, true Bruno Mars, "I would catch a grenade for them."

I mean, look at these people. How could they not steal my heart?

Shel, me, and Al - July 2010

Megginson Tacky Christmas 2010


Cherry Blossom Festival - March 2007


Seriously though, the greatest gift I have received is the love of my mom and my sisters. Over the last six years we have all been through hell and back, to the gates of hell again, and then home safely once more. We've survived divorce, issues of church families and faith journeys, illness, worry, death, mourning, and now - finding renewed joy and purpose in life. It hasn't all been a struggle - we were all blessed to have the 8th wonder of the world in our home and lives throughout the journey. I think much of the credit of our strength as a family unit is due to this angel woman, Cleo Megginson, and the wonderful woman she raised our mom to be:

Mom and Maw Maw - May 2005

Celebrating our "great-nursing home-birthday-escape"- April 2010

We have definitely been on an arduous journey, but it's only led us to places of bare truth and sharing, which is what makes us so close. It also helps that my sisters are the two coolest people on the planet. As witnessed below:

Me and Ally - Halloween 1994 (?)

Loving America and Lake Burton 2010

I like these women forever, I love these women for always, and as long as I'm living, my world(s) they will be.

Wednesday, 16 February 2011

Things I Can't Get Enough Of

Now that I'm off 'the Facebook,' my days are filled with limitless amounts of heretofore unimagined time. Time to do what, you might be wondering. I'll tell you. To waste time in new ways. And here are some of my absolute favorite time-consuming habits/hobbies/loves:

You may or may not know this about me, but I'm obsessed with engagement videos (on youtube) and wedding photos.

My favorite wedding photographer is a dude based out of Birmingham, ABryan Photography. I love his work. Love it. Check out his 8mm videos of weddings on his blog, they are better than chicken noodle soup for the wedding-depraved soul. And while I'm thinking about it, I hated those books. So let's make that saying seasonal and formally change it (here and now) to "King Cake for the wedding-depraved soul."

http://abryanphoto.com/


And now that I've shamelessly admitted to stalking engagement videos on youtube, I'll share one of the most romantic and another that's, let's say, not so romantic.

The good
(ignore the Motorola ad at the end, for your own good):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J8eTg3VIR78

The gone-horribly-terribly-wrong
:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1pued7LiZnI

Another of my new daily obsessions is checking the BBC's Day in pictures, featuring photographs from around the world, everyday. It's a photographic wonder-trip.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-12463608

Looking at the photos also gives me the travel bug something awful. Which is tolerable at the moment, because I'm spending a good amount of time planning early-summer trip to London, Oxford, and Paris with my darling sister, Ally.

We'll be visiting architectural, historical, and aesthetic wonders like:

Christ Church Cathedral, Oxford:


My old flat, Oxford:


The River Isis, Oxford:


Westminster Abbey (two weeks after Kate and Wills...my bff's...mega-awesome wedding):

I'm so thankful for the opportunity to not only travel back to a place I called home (if ever-so-briefly), to a place I've never been, and to have my sister along for the wild fun! It's going to be a great trip!

More soon. I'm dedicating entire posts to my other obsessions: Glee, Pretty Little Liars, Naya Rivera, the Blues, finding a job after graduate school, Hanson, wondering why I'm still in graduate school, and Colin Firth.

Check back soon!