Tuesday, August 4, 2026

Book Review: Singing Cowboys and Musical Moutaineers by Bill C. Malone

 


When it comes to tracing the roots of American music, there's just no place like the South: jazz, rhythm & blues, rock & roll, gospel--most music that comes with a "made in America" stamp originated south of the Mason-Dixon line. While the world obviously owes a huge musical debt to African-Americans for their contributions in the aforementioned genres, what we now call "Country" music primarily evolved from the souls and throats of white rural southerners. It is these singers - and their songs - that are the focus of Bill C. Malone's "Singing Cowboys and Musical Mountaineers."


Malone's first concern is to precisely define white rural southern music, especially that which was sung in the 19th century South (just before this music was discovered by the rest of the world). Was it - as early 20th century British musicologist Cecil Sharpe wanted to believe - merely a twangy re-definition of ancient British ballads? Sharpe collected hundreds of Appalachian songs that were clearly traceable to the British Isles, but as Malone points out in "Singing Cowboys," Sharpe was in the South specifically looking for this connection. He found it in spades but because the other songs he surely heard echoing through the mountains didn't concern his thesis, he simply ignored them.

There was a lot to ignore. Country music has many primary sources, and although Malone claims that a detailed history of the genre is nigh impossible, he does a masterful job of describing most of its influences in fascinating detail. British ballads, black spirituals, minstrel show songs (most of their composers ironically Northern), German bands and hymns all had a major role in shaping the white folk music of 19th century America. Rural southerners were very catholic in their love for music: a good tune was a good tune, whether it originated in ancient Britain or at the desk of a contemporary New York composer.

By far the most fascinating aspect of Malone's book is hinted at in its title and answers this question: why did Country singers such as Hank Williams, Johnny Cash and Alan Jackson -- who all hailed from the southeast - dress as though they had been raised on a Texas ranch? Simple: a national hunger for symbols. Before the cowboy singer took over as Country music's mascot in the 1930's, it was the mountain man of the 1920's, romanticized by novels and the "Great War" hero, Alvin "Tennessee Mountain Boy" York, that exemplified an earlier, rural, unfettered Anglo-Saxon America for a urban North, heavy with European immigrants. It was primarily the Carter family and Bradley Kincaid whose performances first personified the free-spirited, pure mountain personality and their success paved the way for many other southern musicians of the era to cash in on the hunger for the quintessential American symbol.

However, when reports of aberrant mountain behavior and oppression from coal companies began to trickle out of the Appalachians along with the proliferation of vaudeville acts that degenerated the mountain man's vigorous image into a caricature worthy of ridicule (think "The Beverly Hillbillies"), the cowboy - whose manly persona and limitless freedom was being popularized in countless films and dime novels -- took over as the pre-eminent and permanent symbol of Country music. The actual canon of authentic cowboy songs is much smaller than the amount of folk songs from the eastern south, but an image is an image and the singing cowboy is here to stay.

"Singing Cowboys and Musical Mountaineers" is a very enlightening read regarding the roots of Country music and provides the definitive explanation and history of the connection between Country music [southern folk music] and cowboy hats.

Saturday, May 23, 2026

"Yankee Doodle" and "Chester": Two songs of the American Revolution. My remarks for Oak Park's 2026 Memorial Day commemoration



In the years preceding the Revolutionary War, American leaders sought to sway their fellow colonists to the cause, making their case for a break with England via speeches or proclamations printed on single sheets of paper called Broadsides which were sold in the streets for a penny or two.

But these leaders soon realized that setting their ideas to meter and melody might be a far more effective way to influence hearts and minds. They knew that the colonists were singers. They weren’t all necessarily good singers, but group singing had been indelibly stamped into the DNA of these people whose ancestors had come to the New World for the freedom to worship God in their own way.

So, revolutionary ideas were transformed into verse and reproduced on broadsides. The lyrics cranked out in this way were not, for the most part, accompanied by printed melodies. Instead, at the top of each broadside was the title of a tune. Most of these were of British origin and as such were immediately recognizable by the colonists, which was the point: the lyrics were meant to be sung. However, the ironic result of this revolutionary singing was that Mother England was being fought with her own melodies. The lyrics to “Free America” were set to the tune of “The British Grenadiers”; “God Save the King” became “God Save these Thirteen States” and “The Liberty Song” was sung to a British Navy tune called “Heart of Oak.”

However, two major songs that came out of this conflict had a much longer shelf life than the English American amalgams noted above and became as American as apple pie, Jazz and Country.

The original first verses of "Yankee Doodle" (out of 18 total) describe colonial rustics involved in the French and Indian War of 1754-1763 in which the British and Americans fought on the same side. The first of these fictious colonists, Brother Ephraim, is introduced in the first verse and described in less than glowing terms:


Brother Ephraim sold his cow

And bought him a commission,

And then he went to Canada

To fight for the nation

But when Ephraim he came home

He proved an arrant Coward

He wouldn’t fight the Frenchmen there

For fear of being devoured.

A few verses later, a colonist named Aminadab is described as a blockhead who fought up north but didn’t understand what was going on enough to tell anyone back home about it.

When the Revolutionary War began, members of the British army stationed in the colonies became obsessed with the song, likely relishing its portrayal of cowardly dunderheaded Americans. They substituted it for the Rogue’s March while drumming maladroits out of camp and played it loudly and disruptively outside of churches on Sunday mornings.

But after Bunker Hill, when the roughhewn colonists proved their mettle in battle, they published it themselves on numerous Broadsides, quietly omitting the verses mentioning Ephraim the coward and Aminadab the dunce. And like any good folk song, the tune was altered and more verses added, obviously the ones that referenced George Washington.

Legend has it that "Yankee Doodle" was performed during the British surrender at Yorktown by special order of the young French Marquis de Lafayette, personal friend of George Washington and loyal ally of the rebels. If true, this would have been the mother of all humiliations, stinging the proud British who couldn’t even bring themselves to look at the Americans during the surrender.


The second song to make its mark during the American Revolution was composed by Bostonian tanner, singing instructor, and untrained composer named William Billings.

As singing schools popped up all over New England to teach congregants to sing from their Psalter hymnbooks with a modicum of musicality, so did the folk art of psalmody, that is, formatting the Psalms into singable meter and rhyme. None of these homegrown materials were considered serious art by upper-class American colonists who fancied themselves arbiters of good taste. No American tune, in their estimation, could possibly approximate the musical excellence of European compositions.

That opinion was about to be challenged. When William Billings published his first collection of songs in 1770, titled The New England Psalm Singer, he boldly identified himself as a native Bostonian right on the cover. And that was just the beginning: in the book’s introduction he challenged the idea that only training in Europe or England could qualify a composer. Natural talent, he claimed, was far more important. He had none of the former but copious amounts of the latter.

The frontispiece of Billings’s New England Psalm Singer featured seven men sitting around a table, their mouths open in song, their psalm books before them with Billings’s lyrics—and his tune—providing the image’s frame. Although most of the songs in The New England Psalm Singer are, of course, psalms, the men in the picture are clearly not singing in church; they are in a home, perhaps, or a meeting house. The image, which meant to covey that New Englanders sang together outside of church, was created by Paul Revere, silversmith, engraver, and Billings’s friend and fellow Bostonian.

Unlike Revere, Billings was not one of the Sons of Liberty, but a one-verse song included in his collection, titled, for no apparent reason, “Chester,” perfectly distilled, in four simple lines, the perspective of the Revolutionary leaders:

Let tyrants shake their iron rod

And slavery clank her galling chain

We fear them not, we trust in God

New England’s God forever reigns.

Foreign-trained American musicians scoffed at The New England Psalm Singer just as the professional, red-coated soldiers pouring into Boston to quell the rebellion laughed at the idea of the American Yankee Doodles defeating England in battle.

But by the time Billings had published his second collection of songs in 1778, the war was three years old with no end in sight. While it was largely being conducted without actual combat, the British could not defeat the Americans. Billings celebrated this fact in his new collection with an updated version of “Chester,” which contained four additional verses. 

“Chester” was sung everywhere: public meetings, private homes, and in military camps. With its somewhat airbrushed military details, its unequivocal claim that the colonists were in the right, and its stately church tune—reminding the singers of their belief that God was on their side—“Chester,” labeled by some as the Marseillaise of the Revolution, may very well have helped win the war for the Americans. 

For decades post-war, "Yankee Doodle" and "Chester" remained imprinted on the collective soul of the new nation.  “Yankee Doodle” was sung with a sense of joyous hilarity at the thought that a group of untrained rustics had defeated the era’s superpower. In the heady rush of post-war victory, the song was often specifically requested via cat call in musical programs that hadn’t had the foresight to include it.

"Chester" was sung too, but in a more serious way: it enunciated the American’s conviction that someone greater than the world’s superpower had stood with them, these Yankee Doodles, fought with them, and guaranteed the outcome of a war that no one thought they could win.