CHAPTER II

The Savage Makes His Music

Fortunately for our story there live groups of people today still in the

early stages of civilization who show us the manners and customs of

primitive man, because they are primitive men themselves.

We are going to learn how music grew from the American Indian and the

African. We are using these two as examples for two reasons: because

they are close enough to us to have influenced our own American music,

and because all savage music has similar traits. The American Indian and

the African show us the steps from the primitive state of music to the

beginning of music as an art. In other words, these people are a bridge

between prehistoric music and that of the civilized world.

In Chapter I about prehistoric man, we spoke of the two roots of

music—movement and sound. Hereafter when we speak of rhythm it will mean

movement either in tones or in gestures. Rhythm expressed in tones makes

music; rhythm expressed in gestures makes the dance. The reason we like

dance music and marches is that we feel the rhythm, the thing that makes

us want to mark the beat of the music with our feet, or hands, or with

head bobbings. This love of the beat is strong in the savage, and upon

this he builds his music.

Our American Jazz is the result of our desire for strong rhythms and

shows that we, for all our culture, have something in us of the savage’s

feeling for movement.

AMERICAN INDIANS

We have a name for everything, but the American Indian has a name and a

song for everything. He has a song for his moccasins, for his head-gear,

for his teepee, the fire in it, the forest around him, the lakes and

rivers in which he fishes and paddles, for his canoe, for the fish he

catches, for his gods, his friends, his family, his enemies, the animal

he hunts, the maiden he woos, the stars, the sun, and the moon, in fact

for everything imaginable. The following little story will explain the

Indians’ idea of the use of their songs:

An American visitor who was making a collection of Indian songs, asked

an old Ojibway song-leader to sing a hunting song. The old Indian looked

at him in surprise and left him. A little later the son-in-law of the

Indian appeared and with apologies told the American that “the old

gentleman” could not sing a hunting song because it was not the hunting

season.

The next time the old Indian came, the American asked him for a love

song, but he politely refused, saying that it was not dignified for a

man of his age to sing love songs. However, the old warrior suddenly

decided that as he was making a call, it was quite proper for him to

sing Visiting Songs, which he did, to his host’s delight.

This old man had been taught to sing when he was a very little boy, as

the Indian boy learns the history of his tribe through the songs. He is

carefully trained by the old men and women so that no song of the tribe

or family should be forgotten. These songs are handed down from one

family to another, and no one knows how many hundreds of years old they

may be. So, you see, these songs become history and the young Indians

learn their history this way, not as we do, from text books.

“What new songs did you learn?” is the question that one Indian will ask

of another who has been away on a visit, and like the announcer at the

radio broadcasting station, the Indian answers:

“My friends, I will now sing you a song of—” and he fully describes the

song. Then he sings it. After he finishes, he says, “My friends, I have

sung you the song of—” and repeats the name of the song!

So great a part of an Indian’s life is music, that he has no word

meaning poetry in his language. Poetry to the Indian is always song. In

fact an Indian puts new words to an old tune and thinks he has invented

a new song.

WHAT IS INDIAN MUSIC?

When the Indian sings, he starts on the highest tone he can reach and

gradually drops to the lowest, so that many of his songs cover almost

two octaves. He does not know that he sings in a scale of five tones.

For some reason which we cannot explain, most primitive races have used

this same scale. It is like our five black keys on the piano, starting

with F sharp. This is called the pentatonic scale, (penta, Greek word

for five, tonic meaning tones). This scale is a most amazing traveler,

for we meet it in our musical journeys in China, Japan, Arabia,

Scotland, Africa, Ireland, ancient Peru and Mexico, Greece and many

other places. The reason we find these five tones popular must be

because they are natural for the human throat. At any rate we know that

it is difficult for the Indian to sing our scale. He does not seem to

want the two notes that we use between the two groups of black keys

which make our familiar major scale.

It is very difficult to put down an Indian song in our musical writing,

because, the Indians sing in a natural scale that has not been changed

by centuries of musical learning. They sing in a rhythm that seems

complicated to our ears in spite of all our musical knowledge, and this,

too, is difficult to write down. Another thing which makes it hard to

set down and to imitate Indian music, is that they beat the drum in

different time from the song which they sing. They seldom strike the

drum and sing a tone at the same time. In fact, the drum and the voice

seem to race with each other. At the beginning of a song, for example,

the drum beat is slower than the voice. Gradually the drum catches up

with the voice and for a few measures they run along together. The drum

gains and wins the race, because it is played faster than the voice

sings. The curious part of it is, that this is not an accident, but

every time they sing the same song, the race is run the same way. We are

trained to count the beats and sing beat for beat, measure for measure

with the drum. Try to beat on a drum and sing, and see how hard it is

not to keep time with it.

The Indian slides from tone to tone; he scoops with his voice, somewhat

like the jazz trombone player.

INDIAN INSTRUMENTS

The Indian’s orchestra is made up of the rattle and the drum. The white

man cannot understand the Indian’s love of his drum. However, when he

lives among them he also learns to love it. When Indians travel, they

carry with them a drum which is hidden from the eyes of the strange

white man. When night comes, they have song contests accompanied by the

drum which is taken out of its hiding place.

These contests are very real to the Indians and they are similar to the

tournaments held in Germany in the Middle Ages.

The drummer, who is also the singer, is called the leading voice and is

so important that he ranks next to the chief. His rank is high, because

through knowing the songs he is the historian of his tribe.

The drum is made of a wooden frame across which is stretched the skin of

an animal, usually a deer. Sometimes it is only a few inches across, and

sometimes it is two feet in diameter. When it has two surfaces of skins,

they are separated four to six inches from each other. It is held in the

left hand by a leather strap attached to the drum frame, and beaten with

a short stick. (Figure 1.)

The Sioux Indian sets his drum on the ground; it is about the size of a

wash tub and has only one surface. Two or more players pound this drum

at the same time and the noise is often deafening. The Ojibway drum

always has two surfaces and is usually decorated with gay designs in

color. (Sioux drum, Figure 2.)

The drum makes a good weather bureau! The Indian often forecasts the

weather by the way his drum answers to his pounding. If the sound is

dull, he knows there is rain in the air, if it is clear and sharp and

the skin is tight, he can have out-door dances without fear of a

wetting. You could almost become a weather prophet yourself by watching

the strings of your tennis racket, which act very much like the drum

skin.

Another instrument beloved of all Indians is the rattle. There are many

different sizes and shapes of rattles made of gourds, horns of animals

and tiny drums filled with pebbles and shot. Some of them are carved out

of wood in the shape of birds and animal heads. (Figure 3.)

The Indians also have the flute, and although there is no special music

for it, it is of great importance in their lives. No two flutes are made

to play exactly the same tones, that is, they are not drawn to scale.

They are like home-whittled whistles made of wood in which holes are

burned. (Figure 4.)

The flute is never used in the festivals or in the dance but it is the

lover’s instrument. A young man who is too bashful to ask his sweetheart

to marry him, hides among the bushes near her teepee, close to the

spring where she goes every morning for water. When he sees her, he

plays a little tune that he makes up just for her. Being a well brought

up little Indian maid, she pretends not to notice it, but very soon

tries to find out who played to her. If she likes him, she gives him a

sign and he comes out of his hiding place, but if she does not wish to

marry him, she lets him go on playing every morning until he gets tired

and discouraged and returns no more to the loved spring near her teepee

in the early morning.

And this is the reason the Indian love songs so often refer to sunrise,

spring and fountains, and why we use the melancholy flute when we write

Indian love songs.

Because of the ceaseless beating of the drum, the constant repetition of

their scale of five tones, and the rambling effect of the music like

unpunctuated sentences, we find the Indian music very monotonous. But

they return the compliment and find our music monotonous, probably,

because it is too well punctuated. Mr. Frederick Burton in his book on

Primitive American Music, tells of having given to two Indian friends

tickets for a recital in Carnegie Hall, in New York City, where they

heard songs by Schubert and Schumann. When he asked them how they

enjoyed the music they politely said, “It is undoubtedly very fine, it

was a beautiful hall and the man had a great voice, but it seemed to us

as though he sang the song over, over and over again, only sometimes he

made it long and sometimes short.”

INDIAN SOCIETIES

The Indian is a great club man; every Indian belongs to some society.

The society which he joins is decided by what he dreams. If he dreams of

a bear, he joins the Bear Society; if he dreams of a Buffalo, he joins

the Buffalo Society. Other names of clubs are: Thunder-bird, Elks and

Wolves.

Dreams play a great part in the Indian’s life. If he dreams of a small

round stone, a sacred thing to him, he is supposed to have the power to

cure sickness, to foretell future events, to tell where objects are

which cannot be seen.

Every one of the societies or clubs has its own special songs. The

Indians also have songs of games, dances, songs of war and of the hunt,

songs celebrating the deeds of chiefs, conquering warriors, war-path and

council songs.

In the first chapter we spoke of primitive man imitating animals and

here we find that the Indians, in their societies named for animals,

imitate the acts of the clubs’ namesakes.

They have a dance called the grass dance, in which they decorate their

belts with long tufts of grass, a reminder of the days when they wore

scalps on their belts after they had been on the “war-path.” In this

dance they imitate the motions of the eagle and other birds. Even the

feathers used in their head-dress is a part of their custom of imitating

animals and birds. Some of these head-dresses are like the comb, and the

Indian who wears this will imitate the cries of the bird to which the

comb belongs. His actions always correspond with his costume.

The Indians have lullabies and children’s game-songs,—the moccasin game,

in which they search for sticks hidden in a moccasin. Then too, there is

the Rain Dance of the Junis and the Snake Dance of the Hopis, in which

they carry rattlesnakes, sometimes holding them between the teeth.

Dance often means a ceremony lasting several days. The Indians are

worshippers of the Sun, and have a festival, which lasts several days,

called the Sun Dance. This festival took place particularly among the

Indians of the plains: the Cheyennes, the Chippewas and others. The last

Sun Dance took place in 1882. In this the Indian offered to the “Great

Spirit” what was strongest in his nature and training,—the ability to

stand pain. Self inflicted pain was a part of the ceremony and seemed

noble to the Indian, but to the white man it was barbarous and

heathenish and he put a stop to it.

THE MEDICINE MAN

Have you ever heard of the medicine man? He is doctor, lawyer, priest,

philosopher, botanist, and musician all in one. The society of “Grand

Medicine” is the religion of the Chippewas. It teaches that one must be

good to live long. The chief aims of the society are to bring good

health and long life to its followers, and music is as important in the

healing as medicine.

Every member of the society carries a bag of herbs, the use of which he

has learned, and if called upon to heal the sick, he works the cure by

singing the right song before giving the medicine. The medicine is not

usually swallowed in proper fashion as a child takes a dose, but it is

carried by the sick person, or is placed among his belongings, or a

little wooden figure is carved roughly by the Medicine Man and must be

carried around with the herbs to heal the patient. But the song, and it

must be the right song for the occasion, counts as much as the medicine.

Wouldn’t you like to be an Indian?

Often the Medicine Man is called upon for a love-charm, for which there

is a song. There are also songs of cursing which are supposed to work an

evil charm when used with a certain kind of cursing herbs.

Both men and women may become members of the Great Medicine Society, and

they must go through eight degrees or stages in which they are taught

the use of the medicines and the songs. Each member of the society has

his own set of songs, some of which he has composed himself and others

he has had to buy for large sums of money or goods. No man is allowed to

sing another man’s song unless he has bought the right to it. With the

sale of a song goes the herb to be used with that particular song. The

ceremony is very elaborate. It lasts for several days, and sounds very

much like a story book.

The Chippewa Indians have had a written picture language by means of

which they read the different songs. These pictures were usually drawn

on white birch-bark. Here are a few samples:

[Illustration:

INDIAN SONG PICTURE

In form like a bird it appears.

]

[Illustration:

INDIAN SONG PICTURE

On my arm behold my pan of food.

]

[Illustration:

INDIAN SONG PICTURE

Wavy lines indicate “the song.”

Straight lines indicate “strength.”

]

[Illustration:

INDIAN SONG PICTURE

I have shot straight.

]

[Illustration:

INDIAN SONG PICTURE

The sound of flowing water comes toward my home.

]

When we tell you about American music we will speak again of the Indian

and how we have used in our own music what he has given us.

THE NEGRO AND HIS MUSIC

The place of the negro in the world of music has been the cause of many

questions:

Is his music that of a primitive man?

Is it American?

Is it American Folk Music?

As we tell you the story of music we shall have to speak of the negro

music from all these different sides. But, for you to understand why

there is a question about it, we must tell you where the negro came from

and what he brought from his primitive home.

When the English first came to Virginia and founded Jamestown in 1607

they started to grow tobacco on great plantations, and for this they

needed cheap labor. They tried to use Indians, but as the work killed so

many of them, they had negroes sent over from Africa to do it. A year

before the Pilgrims landed at Plymouth Rock in 1620, negroes were

already being sold as slaves in Virginia. Until 1808 these negroes were

brought over from Africa; they were not all of one tribe, nor were they

of one race. There were Malays from Madagascar, Movis from northern

Africa, red skins and yellow skins as well as black.

These people were primitive and they all used song and dance in their

religion, their work and their games. They brought from Africa a great

love for music and ears that heard and remembered more than many a

trained musician. A well-known writer has said that wherever the African

negro has gone, he has left traces in the music of that country. The

Spanish Habanera, which we have danced by the name of Tango came from

Africa; even the name is African, “tangara,” and was a vulgar dance

unfit for civilized people. The rhythm of the African dance and of our

tango is the same.

Like other savages, the African negro loved rhythm better than melody.

His songs were monotonous and were made up of a few tones and short

repeated phrases. They used the scale, of five tones (called

pentatonic), the same as the Indian’s.

The African negro was a master at drumming. The Indian drumming was

regular like the clock or pulse, but the negro played most difficult and

complicated rhythms, almost impossible for a trained musician, to

imitate. He had drums of all sizes and kinds.

These savages sang groups of tones which we call chords, which were not

used by any of the ancient civilized people. By means of different

rhythms they had hundreds of ways of combining the three tones of a

chord as C-E-G. It is curious that these primitive people should have

used methods more like our own than many of the races that had reached a

much higher degree of civilization.

The Africans had an original telegraph system in which they did not use

the Morse code, but sent their messages by means of drums that were

heard many miles away. They had a special drum language which the

natives understood; and the American Indians flashed _their_ messages

over long distances by means of the reflection of the sun on metal.

It is only a little more than a hundred years ago since we stopped

bringing these primitive people into America and making slaves of them.

Their children have become thoroughly Americanized now, from having

lived alongside of the white people all this time and some have

forgotten their African forefathers. But in the same way that the

children of Italian, German, French or Russian parents remember the

songs of their forefathers and often show traces of these songs in the

music they make, so the negro without knowing it has kept some of the

primitive traits of African music.

Later, we will tell you how this grew into two kinds of music, the

beautiful religious song called the Negro Spiritual, and the dance which

has grown into our popular ragtime and jazz.

If we were to study in detail the music of many savage tribes of

different periods from prehistoric day to the uncivilized people living

today, we should find certain points in common. They all have festival

songs, songs for religious ceremonials, for games, work songs, war

songs, hunting songs and love songs. In fact it is a beautiful habit for

primitive people to put into song everything they do and everything they

wish to remember. With them music has not been a frill or a luxury, but

a daily need and a natural means for expressing themselves.

Another thing alike among these early peoples, is that all of them had

drums and rattles of some kind and a roughly made instrument that

resembles our pipes. But they had no stringed instruments and for their

beginnings you will have to journey on with us in this,—your book.

Since giving this book to the public, we have come in direct contact

with some remarkable songs of the Nootka (Canadian) Indians and of the

Eskimos. Juliette Gaultier de la Verendry, a young French Canadian, has

sung them in New York in the original dialect. They have been given to

her by D. Jenness, an anthropologist who lived among the Eskimos for

several years, studying their traits and at the same time he took the

opportunity of writing down their songs. They are truly savage music and

have the characteristics of which we have spoken in the use of

intervals, drums, and in the type of songs, such as weather and healing

incantations (medicine songs), work songs, and dances.

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