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A group of youngsters on the track of
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A group of youngsters on the track of
dinkum Australian folk songs is still busily …
HUNTING
DOWN THE WILD COLONIAL BOY
AUSTRALIAN
idiom, as used by the ordinary man, the shearer, the drover or the
motor mechanic, is rich and earthy and quite different from the
vernacular of other English-speaking countries. It is highly
imaginative. The old-time bullocky, piling expletive on expletive as
he harangued his straining team, demonstrated this quality.
The
vigor and inventiveness of Australian expression is revealed, in the
bush ballads and yarns, passed down from generation to generation. In
one improper, but well-known ballad, the somewhat tarnished hero
shows typical verbal resource. Asked if he is prepared to lead a life
of idleness and sin, he replies, "My silver-mounted,
nickel-plated, flamin' oath, I would."
The
same characteristically Australian tang pervades this description of
Bullocky
Bill,
in another old ballad from the eastern Riverina.
A
better, poor old beggar
Never cracked an honest crust;
A tougher, poor old beggar
Never drug a whip through dust.
Never cracked an honest crust;
A tougher, poor old beggar
Never drug a whip through dust.
Old
songs recorded
Humorous
exaggeration is another quality in the folk songs and stories of
Australia. It is the essence of the tale about the cow cocky who was
trying to impress the prospective buyer of a cow'
"Is
she a good rnilker? Cripes, if you stripped her two front teats,
she'd tip over backwards."
A
few people still sing the old songs and spin the old yarns, but the
number grows smaller each year The Australian Folk Lore Society is
anxious to gather in this traditional material as quickly as possible
— before it is forgotten. Some elderly people, who, gave the
society items two years ago have died. Their voices, singing the
songs they learned in their youth, are preserved, on tape recordings.
John
Meredith, secretary of the society, recalls an attempt to collect
songs about Ned Kelly from a Mrs. Barrie, of Beechworth, Victoria, a
descendant of Aaron Sherritt, boyhood friend of the bushranger.
(Dan
Kelly later shot him as a police informer). "We sent her a
letter," he says, "but it came back stamped 'addressee
deceased.' I went to Beechworth and Mrs. Barrie's four daughters told
me their mother had sung many ballads about Ned Kelly. No-one could
remember the words."
Ballads
inspired poets
Since
the Folk Lore Society was formed in Sydney in 1953 it has recorded on
tape nearly 600 folk songs and tunes from Sydney, Newcastle and
Lithgow.
Mrs.
Sloane, of Toronto, NSW, (formerly of Lithgow) gave the society 70
old bush songs and Irish ballads, sung into the outback. Mrs. Sloane
says that the midwife at her birth was a sister of Ben Hall, the
bushranger.
Meredith and two other Sydney men, librarian Edgar Walters (now in England) and PMG technician Jeffrey Way, were chiefly responsible for founding the society. Meredith is also leader of the Bushwhackers Band, a small group which specialises in bush songs.
Meredith and two other Sydney men, librarian Edgar Walters (now in England) and PMG technician Jeffrey Way, were chiefly responsible for founding the society. Meredith is also leader of the Bushwhackers Band, a small group which specialises in bush songs.
A
lanky, soft-spoken man, Meredith first heard traditional Australian
songs during his youth in Holbrook, NSW. His father, a shearer and
station hand, taught him to play them, on a button accordion. At 24
he gave up his job as a chemist's dispenser and went to Melbourne.
Later he spent a year cycling through Victoria, NSW and Queensland,
"getting to know the country." He has worked as a
hop-picker, corn-picker, fruit-picker, rabbiter and snake-catcher (at
Bigga, NSW, for Sydney and Melbourne zoos). Now 35, he is a drug
counter hand.
Meredith
has filled several spring-back files with material on Australian folk
songs, tunes and stories. He points out that folk song has provided
inspiration for writers Henry Lawson, Banjo Patterson and Tom
Collins, and composers like Vaughan Williams, Sibelius and Australian
Percy Grainger.
Professional
ballad singers, such as American Burl Ives, have spent years
collecting folk songs. So have men like American poet Carl Sandburg
and British politician Kenneth Younger, who visited Australia
recently. The Bushwhackers Band played several bush songs for
Younger.
The
folk song is of ethnological, as well as literary interest, fore
through it can be traced the movement of peoples. The melodies of
many Australian songs were brought from Ireland by early settlers.
Other Australian songs originated in England, Wales, Scotland,
Germany and America.
"Whisky
in the jar"
There's
Whisky in the Jar,
one of the songs collected by the society, is a good example of those
of Irish derivation. It goes:
As
I was a-crossin' the Abercrombie Mountains,
I met Sir Frederick Pottinger, and his money he was countin'.
I first drew me blunderbuss and then I drew me sabre,
Sayin', "Stand and deliver, O! for I'm your bold decayver."
With my mush-a-ring-a-dah
Ri-tooral-addy-ah
There's whisky in the jar!
I met Sir Frederick Pottinger, and his money he was countin'.
I first drew me blunderbuss and then I drew me sabre,
Sayin', "Stand and deliver, O! for I'm your bold decayver."
With my mush-a-ring-a-dah
Ri-tooral-addy-ah
There's whisky in the jar!
The
Wild Colonial Boy, probably the best known of all the Australian folk
songs, is sung also in America, Canada, Nova Scotia and Ireland. In
one American version, the hero is called the Wild Colloina Boy.
Although the action is placed in Australia the song has American
lines referring to "riding on the prairie" and "listening
to the mocking birds".
Meredith
believes the ballad originated in Australia and was taken abroad
later, perhaps by gold miners. But it may have come from Ireland. In
all versions the Wild Colonial Boy was born in Castlemaine. Whether
this is Castlemaine in Ireland or Castlemaine in Victoria is not
clear. Cottages in both towns are pointed out as the birthplace of
the Colonial Boy.
Meredith knows 20 Australian versions and says there may be more. The usual tune is an old Irish air. But it is also sung to The Wearing of the Green, and Rise Up Now, Willie Riley.
Meredith knows 20 Australian versions and says there may be more. The usual tune is an old Irish air. But it is also sung to The Wearing of the Green, and Rise Up Now, Willie Riley.
It
is doubtful whether The
Wild Colonial Boy
is an original song. Meredith believes it is derived from an earlier
ballad, Bold Jack Donahue. Donahue was a real person, an Irish
convict, transported to Australia in 1825 at 18. He escaped and
turned bushranger, operating between Five Islands (now Wollongong) on
the coast and the New Country (now Bathurst district) inland. He was
shot dead by soldiers and mounted police near Bringelly, NSW, in
September, 1830. Bold
Jack Donahue
resembles The
Wild Colonial Boy
in several details. Both have been sung to the same tunes and in some
versions the Wild Colonial Boy is called Jack Donahue. In every
version Meredith has seen, the name of the wild colonial has the same
initials as Jack Donahue — J.D. In some he is called Jack Doolan
and in others Jack Davis (Nova Scotia), Jack Dollard and Jack Dulan
(America), Jack Dowling and Jack Dubbin (Ireland), Jack Dowlin
(Canada) and Jack Donovan. "That string of JD's suggests
something more than mere coincidence," comments Meredith.
But
why should Bold
Jack Donahue
be turned into The
Wild Colonial Boy?
Meredith believes a footnote in the Historical Records of Australia
provides a clue. The footnote records that the singing of Bold
Jack Donahue
was once banned because it incited contempt of the law. "I think
people got around the ban," says Meredith, "by changing
Jack Donahue into the Colonial Boy."
The
late Cecil Sharp, an authority on British folk songs, contended that
folk songs were written initially by individuals, but were changed,
sometimes almost beyond recognition, in passing from one person to
another.
Bushranger
ballad
People
who took up the songs changed parts, sometimes because they did nor
like them and sometimes because they had mistaken the original words.
In time the songs became community expressions. This process can be
soon in an Australian ballad about the bushranger Frank Gardiner. One
version, given to the society' by Mrs. I. Popplewell, of Darlington,
Sydney, says:
And
as for Johnny Gilbert,
Near Ben along was found.
Near Ben along was found.
Another
version, found in Brisbane Public Library by Mrs Nancy Keesing,
gives:
And
as for Johnny Gilbert,
Near Benalong was found.
Near Benalong was found.
This
was taken to mean that Gilbert was found near the spot where Ben Hall
had died. Then Meredith checked up. Gilbert was actually killed at
Binalang, 100 miles from Forbes, where Hall died. "This seems a
typical case of a song changing through someone mistaking the words,"
says Meredith.
Sometimes
new folk songs are created by parodying old ones. Meredith says that
Click
Go The Shears,
an Australian shearers' song revived by the Bushwhackers,
is a parody of an American Civil War song, Ring
The Bell Watchman.
The first two lines of the Australian song are:
Out
on
the boards the old shearer stands,
Grasping the shears in his thin, bony hands.
Grasping the shears in his thin, bony hands.
They
bear an obvious resemblance to those of the American ballad:
High
in the belfry the old sexton stands,
Grasping the rope in his thin, bony hands.
Grasping the rope in his thin, bony hands.
Waltzing
Matilda,
the famous Patterson ballad which has become almost a national
anthem, is now believed to be derived from The
Bold Fusilier,
an 18th century English song, whose verses end, "Who'll
come a-soldiering for Marlborough with me."
An elderly Lithgow man told Meredith that his father learned The
Bold Fusilier
as a boy in the Monaro district of NSW, where Patterson grew up.
"Patterson may have learned the song as a child" says
Meredith, "and unconsciously borrowed from it when writing
Waltzing
Matilda."
Meredith
also questions whether Jack Moses' well-known poem Nine
Miles From Gundagai
is entirely original. He suggests it may have been inspired by
Bullocky
Bill,
a bush ballad traced back to 1859, the year before Moses' birth. The
last verses of Bullocky
Bill
are:
His
team got bogged on the Five Mile Creek.
Bill lashed and swore and cried,
"If Nobbie don't get me out of this
I'll tan his bloody hide."
But Nobbie strained and broke the yoke
And poked out the leader's eye,
Then the dog sat on the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
Bill lashed and swore and cried,
"If Nobbie don't get me out of this
I'll tan his bloody hide."
But Nobbie strained and broke the yoke
And poked out the leader's eye,
Then the dog sat on the tucker box
Five miles from Gundagai.
Hatred
of oppression
In
contrast to the rustic ballads, which are concerned mainly with
things prosaic, are the many songs about the Australian bushrangers.
These are more inclined to philosophise and often express hatred of
oppression and love of liberty. The chorus of some versions of The
Wild Colonial Boy,
and Bold
Jack Donahue,
is a good illustration. It goes:
Then
come all my hearties! We'll roam the mountains high;
Together we will plunder — together we will die!
We'll wander over valleys and gallop over plains.
For we scorn to live in slavery, bound down with iron chains.
Together we will plunder — together we will die!
We'll wander over valleys and gallop over plains.
For we scorn to live in slavery, bound down with iron chains.
Gallant
Peter Clarke
takes a look at the other side of the picture. The ballad tells how
Peter Clarke (a real person), shot by a bushranger, strangled his
assailant in his death grip. Mrs. Barbara Lisyak, assistant secretary
of the society, is a grand-niece of Peter Clarke. Her mother has a
family notebook in which there is a graphic description of the murder
of Clarke by the bushranger Harry Wilson.
One
of the quaintest of Australian folk songs is The
Dead Horse.
This is a seaman's song about a ceremony they used to perform at sea.
At one time it was common for seamen to draw a month's advance of
wages while in Port. For a month after they returned to sea they
received no money. During this period they were said to be "riding
the dead horse". At the end of the month they celebrated their
release from penury by "burying the dead horse." Tossing
overboard a cork model horse, they sang:
I
say old man, your horse is dead;
We say so, and we hope so;
I say old man, your horse is dead,
Poor old man!
We say so, and we hope so;
I say old man, your horse is dead,
Poor old man!
The
Drover's Dream,
collected by the society from "Mac" McCulloch, of Lithgow.
is interesting because it mentions some of the instruments used in
the old bush bands:
Then
three frogs from off the swamp,
Where the atmosphere is damp,
Came in and sat themselves down on some stones.
They then unrolled their swags
And produced from out their bags
The violin, the banjo and the bones.
Where the atmosphere is damp,
Came in and sat themselves down on some stones.
They then unrolled their swags
And produced from out their bags
The violin, the banjo and the bones.
The
bones, specially cured bullock's ribs about 6in long, are used in the
Bushwhackers
Band. Alec Hood, the bones player, gets his ribs from a Kings Cross
butcher, who now displays a sign describing himself as "supplier
of bones to the Bushwhackers
Band."
The
Bushwhackers
have two other bizarre instruments, the lagerphone and the bush bass.
The lagerphone, a broomstick and crosspiece studded with beer bottle
tops, produces a jingling sound, something like that of a big
tamborine, when shaken.
Turkish
crescent
Meredith
says the lagerphone has been traced back to 14th century Turkey. The
Turks of that period played a similar instrument — the Turkish
crescent or jingle, a short staff; with a crescent crosspiece and a
pagoda-shaped top. Bells hung from the points of the crescent and the
corners of the pagoda and the staff was studded with tarnborine
jingles. The Turkish crescent was taken to England, where it became
known as Jingling
Johnny.
In the 18th century it was used in army pipe and drum bands. Meredith
believes Jingling
Johnny
was brought to Australia in the early days of settlement and was
converted into the lagerphone by bush musicians who were unable to
obtain the proper jingles.
The
bush bass is an empty tea chest with a stick in the centre and a sash
cord, wire or bass string strung from the top of the stick to the
edge of the chest. When plucked it makes a deep, resonant sound.
Meredith believes the bush bass was originally a seaman's instrument.
New Guinea natives have a similar instrument, made from a four-gallon
drum.
The
Bushwhackers Band wants to wean Australians away from imported pop
music and draw them back to the folk music of their own country.
Despite the different tempo of life today, says Meredith, "people
still enjoy listening to the old bush tunes." The few examples
of contemporary folk song unearthed by the Folk Lore Society include
a ballad about Les Darcy, set to the tune of Way
Down Tennessee,
and some other ditties set to pop tunes.
"Half
the good folk song's came from shearers and bullockies," says
Meredith. "They sang to entertain themselves. Now the truck
driver gets entertainment from a radio in his dashboard, and the
shearers, also, carry radios around with them. But there are signs
that a new type of folk lore is growing up around some of the modern
mechanical workers. The tales about long-distance truck drivers have
reached almost legendary proportions and one day may form the basis
of new folk songs."
Caption
3: The
Bushwhackers Band want to bring Australians back to their own
national folk music. From left: Chris Kempster, leader John Meredith,
Harry Kay (mouth organ) Alec
Hood (bones), Alan Scott (tin whistle), Jack Barrie (bush bass), Cec
Grieves (lagerphone).
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