I played Four Roads to Glenamaddy by Big Tom recently on
Celtic Crush, my SiriusXM radio show. It seemed only fitting as the Big Man had
just departed this earthly coil.
I tried to highlight the importance of Mr. McBride to
Ireland’s social and sexual scene back in the 1960’s through 70’s.
Everyone danced back then and if you were a genuine culchie
you frequented huge ballrooms in the middle of God-Knows-Where.
Be that as it may there was a schism in the dance world. Pop
bands led by the inimitable Freshmen from Ballymena competed with Country bands
led by Big Tom from Castleblaney, and rarely did the twain meet!
Being a teenage musician in an “opening band” I got to
experience both sides of this societal divide.
It was great training as you got to play before a couple of
thousand people who didn’t give a fiddler’s if you dropped dead as long as you
kept the beat.
You were there solely to “black the floor” so that the stars
could nonchalantly stroll onstage to a full house.
And yet I recall a traumatic humbling while opening for Big
Tom and The Mainliners in Adamstown Ballroom, in the far recesses of County
Wexford’s back of beyond.
It had all to do with the Jive – a particular Irish form of
Rockabilly social dancing. Back in those simple days dancers liked their three
fast songs so that they could check out the looks, wealth, and general mobility
of the opposite sex.
That being established they then clung to their partners for
three slow smooches, the closest thing to sex they were likely to experience in
County Wexford.
We were not a good band. We had no problem with the smooches.
But we met our Waterloo with Big Tom’s disciples, for they only wished to jive
to the fast sets.
Now I knew Buddy Holly, and Rockabilly songs in general,
were ideal for jiving, but around an hour into our set I had run out of such
numbers with still an hour to go.
Our elderly bandleader saved the day for he had a store of
old Jazz standards like Down By The Riverside, Bill Bailey, etc. that the local
farmers, commercial travelers, artificial insemination agents, and shop
assistants could shake a leg to.
The memory of this humiliation led me to ponder the “Jive” and
just how it came to be so embedded in Irish rural culture.
For all I know it may have been invented by the Parish
Priest of Cultimagh to keep virginal Irish ladies safe from the clutches of
sex-mad Mayo cowboys.
But I’ve come to the conclusion that the common Jive has
Harlem and ultimately African roots. But then how in the name of Our Lady of
Knock did it end up ruling the roost in rural Ireland?
While researching the origins of Tap Dancing (Famine Irish
meet African Americans in the Five Points) I discovered a riveting exhibition
of the Lindyhop performed in the movie Hellzapoppin.
Lindyhopping became popular in American ballrooms of the
1930’s. And spread like wildfire courtesy of the Duke Ellington and Count Basie
orchestras.
As ever white musicians imitated the sounds and rhythms of
their black brothers & sisters. Glen Miller in particular spread the word
throughout Europe and when WW2 broke out and American servicemen and women hit
England they took their dance-floor moves with them.
The many Irish who worked in Britain during the war years brought
these dances home to parish and townsland.
Not to be outdone Irish musicians formed “seated” big bands, until The Clipper Carlton from Co. Donegal, stood up, kicked out the jams, and laid down the onstage schematic for showbands.
Lindyhopping might have been okay for Harlem but the Irish
country punter preferred a more conservative take on such moves and voila – the Jive in all its glory!
Take my word for it, there was nothing quite like witnessing
a couple of thousand sex-deprived culchies moving to the same twirling quickstep
tempo.
So farewell Big Tom! You taught this smart Alec from the
metropolis of Wexford a thing or two about rhythm. Safe travels down those
roads to Glenamaddy, and long live the multi-cultural Jive!
Whiteys Lindy Hoppers… Hellzapoppin https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ahoJReiCaPk
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