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Dr. Jazz: The Life
of Jelly Roll Morton byMarshall
Bowden


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The year is 1938. In the quiet, well-lit
environment of the Coolidge Auditorium, housed within the United
States Library of Congress, a lone man sits at the piano, comping as
he tells his life story. It is the story of a hustler, pool player,
cardsharp, fight promoter, pimp, and musician, and it is peppered
with outrageous claims,
ribald tales, and remembrances of events that stretch the credulity
of even the most generous listener. Periodically he punctuates his
stories with full-fledged songs, the piano ringing out with
knuckle-busting stomps, joined by high-spirited vocals singing
often-bawdy lyrics. The recording machine that runs continuously,
tended by the only other person present in the auditorium, captures
all of this. The performer is Jelly Roll Morton, once one of
America's most popular performers and songwriters, down on his luck
and mostly forgotten. Now, as a desperate act, he performs the songs he's written
over the years and tells the tales he remembers for the tape
recorder of Alan Lomax at the Library of Congress, a document that
will become the most comprehensive record of Morton's contribution
to music.
How did a man of Morton's
considerable talents, a man who recognized the ways that popular
music evolved and changed, a well-dressed dandy with all the canny
instinct of a carny, come to end his days in this way? Did he really
invent jazz, as the now-infamous business cards he carried claimed?
What exactly is the truth behind this enigmatic and fascinating
figure?
Morton
was born in either 1890 or 1885, depending on whom you believe.
Morton claimed to have been born in 1885, and many believe that this
was so that his claim to have invented jazz in 1902 would seem more
plausible. Morton's version would have made him 17 in 1902, by which
time he had already played piano in whorehouses in Biloxi and New
Orleans. However, it is equally possible that he merely lied about
his age to make it easy to obtain whatever work was available, be it
in a brothel, saloon, or minstrel show. Research by Larry Gushee of
the University of Illinois points to an 1890 birth. It also
established Morton's given name as Ferdinand Lamothe rather than the
more generally accepted Ferdinand La Menthe. More recent research
suggests that Morton was indeed born in 1885 as he always claimed.
In any case, he changed the name to avoid being identified as being
of French descent, from Lamothe/La Menthe to Mouton, which became
corrupted by pronunciation and poor spelling into Morton.
Morton's father, one Ed La Menthe, was virtually
non-existent, and his mother, Louise Monette, died when he was
fourteen years old. He had already shown interest in music, having
played a variety of instruments other than piano because he believed
that the instrument was for sissies. That notion was cleared from
his head by the teaching of Tony Jackson, composer of the song
"Pretty Baby". Jackson was an educated Creole, and had an incredibly
trained ear that made him able to play any tune he heard, whether it
was a show tune, opera, folk song, or any other type of music. After
the death of his mother, Morton lived with his great-grandmother, a
woman by the name of Mimi Pechet. Pechet was rather strict and did
not believe that musicians could be anything other than evil, so she
disowned Ferdinand when she discovered that he had become one.
Morton left and went to Biloxi, where his godmother, known as
Eulalie Echo (again, research suggests that her name was actually
Laura Hecaud) lived. It was in Biloxi that Morton took the job of
pianist at a whorehouse, carrying a pistol and drinking whiskey for
the first time. Though he didn't much care for liquor then, he
learned to enjoy it later in life. From there, he began a whirlwind
tour of the United States that didn't really stop until 1923. What
he did in those years is indeed the stuff of legend; it appears he
did some of pretty much everything. In New Orleans, he played in the
"sporting house" of Hilma Burt, located in the city's mythical
Storyville district. He later told Alan Lomax:



Buddy Bolden would play at mostly the rough places, for
instance the MasonicMasonic hall on Perdida and Rampart, which
was a very rough sectionsometimes they'd play in the Globe Hall,
that's in the downtown section on St. Peter's & St. Paulvery,
very rough place. Very often you could hear of killings on top of
killingsmany, many a time myself I went on Saturdays and Sundays
and look in the malland see 8 and 10 men was killed over Saturday
night"
He
moved on to Mississippi, where he got sentenced to a chain gang in a
case of mistaken identity-he was supposed to have robbed a mail
train. Though he received a sentence of 100 days, he managed to
escape. He ended up back in New Orleans, playing piano and
beginning, for the first time to write music, a skill that he had
learned largely because of his Creole heritage. Creoles were
generally well educated in the arts, and enjoyed classical music and
opera as well as more popular types of music. Unlike dark-skinned
African Americans, Creoles in New Orleans often had formal musical
training and could write and read music as well as play it by
ear.


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