Odd issues of appropriation or otherwise (in this case as regards a blues song I may be writing)
I played rugby for Dulwich College old boys. Posh school in south-east London. Raymond Chandler was a day boy there (not at the same time). He was born in Chicago but moved across the Atlantic at 12, was naturalized British at 19, and at 24 returned to the US and settled in California. According to Wiki by 1931 Chandler was a highly paid vice president of the Dabney Oil Syndicate, but his alcoholism, absenteeism, promiscuity with female employees, and threatened suicides contributed to his dismissal a year later.
Chandler wrote pulp. Highly stylized and very American. Leading exponent of the genre, along with Dashiell Hammett, and it's because of Raymond Chandler that I think it's OK for me to write the blues. I am also, for a late-stage white man, fairly exhausted, sardonic, and subject to romantic uncertainty, especially first thing :
Woke up this morning
I was all out of time
heard the cock a crowing
didn't pay him no mind
There is much talk of cultural appropriation and what is or what isn't acceptable at this point in history. I am very sympathetic to the matter, but as regards the blues I find it problematical.
There was a carnival day here in Archidona yesterday (small market town in Andalucia). Seems like everyone takes part. Different squads and platoons, grandmas and babies and everything in between, and all in fancy dress. They parade round and around and bang the drums. I keep out of the way mostly, but yesterday I had need of the local supermarket and while in there waited with my milk and firestarters behind six folks all immaculately got-up as cod depression-era-Africans with afro wigs, black face, spears, the whole nine yards.
I was shocked at how shocked I was and how unshocked everyone else in town was. Just not an issue here. So far. Social and cultural change. An interesting river. And this is what I was thinking about as I stumbled back down the hill to my quarters, singing the blues song I'm writing currently, and somewhat puzzled about my lack of clarity.