{"id":127409,"date":"2017-03-18T20:50:51","date_gmt":"2017-03-19T00:50:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=127409"},"modified":"2024-08-13T21:23:56","modified_gmt":"2024-08-14T01:23:56","slug":"if-you-had-to-give-rock-n-roll-another-name-you-might-call-it-chuck-berry-john-lennon","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?p=127409","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;If you had to give Rock &#8216;n&#8217; Roll another name, you might call it Chuck Berry.&#8221; &#8211; John Lennon"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?attachment_id=127410\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-127410\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"889\" height=\"700\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-127410\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly.jpg 889w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly-100x79.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly-200x157.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly-768x605.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/chuckberry1972_gruen_webuseonly-400x315.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 889px) 100vw, 889px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Memphis, Tennessee:&#8221; This is how you write a song. DAMN. There are multiple characters. An uncle who writes stuff on the wall. A mother who caused problems. There&#8217;s a location mentioned so exact you could locate it with GPS. There&#8217;s urgency in the voice telling the story. In other words &#8211; like in a novel &#8211; the voice has a need and a want. You can FEEL it. And THEN. late in the song, comes the Big Reveal. I don&#8217;t know how old I was the first time I heard this song but I was young. 9 or 10 years old. And I still remember the sensation when he reveals who Marie is. It was mind-blowing. I had to re-adjust everything I knew based on the new information. It still gets to me, to be honest.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/KrbPlr4Wskc\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>This is a great live performance of one of my favorite Chuck Berry songs. I especially love how he deals with the microphone falling. He just incorporates it. Doesn&#8217;t miss a beat.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/aCT-xMbxb8w\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nI don&#8217;t think I could be friends with you &#8211; at least not true friends, close friends &#8211; if you sat in the audience at this performance and didn&#8217;t sing along. Or got offended. Or didn&#8217;t laugh. I&#8217;d continue to be polite to you if you didn&#8217;t laugh or if you got offended, but I would know that we just were not the same kind of people and it wouldn&#8217;t be any use trying any further than that. Listen to how he gets this whole crowd singing those lyrics. It makes me so happy.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/UaEC-lWSlmI\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nChuck Berry and Keith Richards, &#8220;Little Queenie.&#8221; Maestro-macho-guitar showmen.<\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/s2a2Nrw_6G0\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nLetter from Carl Sagan to Chuck Berry:<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?attachment_id=127413\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-127413\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17308789_10154618228297632_8279002179610605020_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"651\" height=\"725\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-127413\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17308789_10154618228297632_8279002179610605020_n.jpg 651w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17308789_10154618228297632_8279002179610605020_n-90x100.jpg 90w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17308789_10154618228297632_8279002179610605020_n-180x200.jpg 180w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17308789_10154618228297632_8279002179610605020_n-359x400.jpg 359w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 651px) 100vw, 651px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\nChuck Berry on the legendary <i>T.A.M.I. Show<\/i>. <\/p>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/u0yGXKoA6Ek\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Johnny B. Goode&#8221; has been so absorbed into the culture that it basically IS our culture. It feels like nobody could have written it. It feels like one of those traditional folk songs, author unknown. But someone actually wrote that song, came up with the images (again, like in &#8220;Memphis, Tennessee&#8221; filled with novelistic details). It is the most American of American stories. <\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Deep down in Louisiana close to New Orleans,<br \/>\nWay back up in the woods among the evergreens<br \/>\nThere stood a log cabin made of earth and wood,<br \/>\nWhere lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode<br \/>\nWho never ever learned to read or write so well,<br \/>\nBut he could play a guitar just like a ringing a bell.<\/p>\n<p>Go Go<br \/>\nGo, Johnny, go, go<br \/>\nJohnny B. Goode<\/p>\n<p>He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack<br \/>\nOr sit beneath the tree by the railroad track.<br \/>\nOh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade,<br \/>\nStrumming with the rhythm that the drivers made.<br \/>\nThe people passing by, they would stop and say,<br \/>\n&#8220;Oh, my, but that little country boy could play!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Go Go<br \/>\nGo, Johnny, go, go<br \/>\nJohnny B. Goode<\/p>\n<p>His mother told him, &#8220;Someday you will be a man,<br \/>\nAnd you will be the leader of a big old band.<br \/>\nMany people coming from miles around<br \/>\nTo hear you play your music when the sun go down.<br \/>\nMaybe someday your name will be in lights<br \/>\nSaying &#8216;Johnny B. Goode tonight&#8217;.&#8221;<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>\n<iframe loading=\"lazy\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6ROwVrF0Ceg\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\nThere would be no US without HIM.<\/p>\n<p>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/?attachment_id=127414\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-127414\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17353078_1289315727814222_4398069909616963729_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"340\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-127414\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17353078_1289315727814222_4398069909616963729_n.jpg 500w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17353078_1289315727814222_4398069909616963729_n-100x68.jpg 100w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17353078_1289315727814222_4398069909616963729_n-200x136.jpg 200w, https:\/\/www.sheilaomalley.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/03\/17353078_1289315727814222_4398069909616963729_n-400x272.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 500px) 100vw, 500px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;Memphis, Tennessee:&#8221; This is how you write a song. 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