Wednesday, June 22, 2022

The Spirit that could Never be Satisfied

 

In the time before, the story is told that one day a young woman became pregnant and though there was no man and the young woman said there was no man, still she was pregnant. 


In those days, the spiritual aspect of life was a part of all thinking and doing. The family supported the daughter and soon a baby was born. Immediately the parents and elders noticed something wrong about this baby. No matter how much the new mother breast fed the baby the baby would never be satisfied. It would begin to yowl with an aching piercing unnatural hunger whenever the mother stopped feeding it.

The new mother was becoming thin and was unable to sleep unless the baby would sleep. This would be minutes at the most. The longest it would sleep was in that half hour in the darkest part of the night. It was clear that the insatiable demands of this baby were draining the very life from its mother.

The parents made ceremony and they were told that this was not a baby and that it was a most dangerous spirit. The spirit that can never be satisfied. If they did not get away from the baby it would grow stronger until it would devour the people, the village and everything around it.

They had to leave. They had to leave immediately.

The parents and the elders knew that this message was true. They all knew it in their hearts to be true even before they had asked the spirits. 

The village disassembles in the extraordinary speed and care of those who can be of one mind and complete individuals.

They move out. Silently and completely like a rising mist.

A lone teepee sits in the dark. where in the daylight there was a thriving village of hundreds. The sounds of the ravenous spirit feeding are amplified out into the sky and echo off a stand of trees and into the full moon lit night sky.

The parents and two young men stand outside the entrance. There is a travois and rawhide on the ground beside them. They are barely breathing. All eyes are on the mother. She will know. The minutes drag on as the sound of the spirit feeding and the struggled breathing of the young mother ache and pain their minds and spirits.

In a flash the mother is through the door and the father follows quickly. The young men are shocked at the speed of their movement and they look at each other this time with fear.

The next moment the parents are out. The mother is carrying her daughter like a baby when she steps outside. She juts out her chin in the direction of the tribe and begins walk-running into the cobalt blue night. The father looks at the young men with tears running down his face and the same look of fear they carry.

He begins running after his family and the young men gather up the travois and ties and begin running after them.

Before they get to the edge of their abandoned circle a screeching excruciating wail rises from the abandoned teepee and the new mother comes to life in a nearly equal howl.

She is rolled into a buckskin cocoon perfectly tucked as a newborn baby by her mother who has wrapped babies hundreds, thousands of times into unmoveable secure bundles.

As planned the cocooned mother is lashed quickly with leather ties onto the travois and the four begin to run as fast as they can with the screaming captive. In the distance they hear the drums and the singing and with tears streaming down their faces the group start singing the same song.

Soon the singing in front of them is louder than the screaming echoing in the darkness behind them.

The sun is rising when they catch up. They are met first with aunties and uncles who take turns carrying the new mother and singing the song softly as a lullaby. The new mother’s tiny, swaddled body is swinging in the travois before sun breaks horizon she is sleeping soundly as a baby.

 

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I do not know where I heard or read this story. I have known it for a long time.

 

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Tuesday, March 1, 2022

Eagle and Hawk's "Another September" - An Indigenous Rock n Roll Classic


It has all the elements of a Canadian pop music classic. From it's folky and hummable melody with regional southern Manitoba lyrical references to it's rousing singalong chorus Eagle and Hawk’s Another September is a song that you should know but you don't.

The recent passing of Vince Fontaine founding member of Eagle and Hawk has caused me to reflect on their outstanding collection of Indigenous rock and roll. For those who know songs like Sundancer, Cowboys and Indians, I SeeRed, Indian city and their cover of Keith Secola’s Indian Car are the top songs in the Eagle and Hawk canon . And they all deserve to be heard because they are wonderful examples of contemporary Indigenous music that speak to Indigenous issues.

Another September is a song that doesn't reference Indigenous identity but is about love, regret, broken hearts and getting through one more day. It’s not for kids. It’s not someone singing about how they used to go driving back in high school. This is about a grown up who has seen some things “The Children are all married, another Soldier’s been buried.” Then the kicker, “The Jets moved to Phoenix too.”

There is no reference to sex in this song. It is all about having a partner. Having someone that just wants to be with you. “We used to drive on up to Winnipeg Beach, You used to laugh at all my bad jokes.”



Songs that work for you do so on all kinds of levels. When I first fell for this track the opening line, which does put you in a place was one that I didn’t like. “There's still a dark stain where you spilled your Pepsi that day.” I got it but I also didn’t like it. As the song grew and the images in the song and the story that was taking place within in it became clear. I began to feel that Pepsi stain. It was a fight they had. They argued about it. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe she was absolutely wrong. But he still had to be such a dick about it. It was just some goddamn spilled pepsi.

If there is a reference that I feel personally is Indigenous but is also universal it is the line. “I still wear your daddy’s old coat.”

To get the old man’s coat is a generous gift and if it is one that is still being worn after all these years it suggest something well made like a leather or buckskin jacket or a working man’s coat like a mackinaw. It speaks to the larger connection that has been lost that he was once considered worthy to walk in her father’s moccasins.

Interweaved into the song are very specific references to municipal corruption “The city's got bigger, he's got two terms go figure” in the beginning and “Another mayor's been busted, they still cant be trusted” towards the end.  It all adds up to creating a complete universe. A moment in time in a real world that is so specific in details in creates an emotional response in the listener.

The Pepsi stain isn’t just the mess in your life that you can’t clean up it represents that piece of your life that you can’t let go.

“I still stare at the stain on the floor. And your silver bracelet is still in the top drawer, Oh Hear me Know”.


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If Indigenous artists like Eagle and Hawk would receive the kind of radio support from Canadian and Indigenous radio that they deserve more of these songs would be known. 

Native Content (NATCON)


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Friday, September 10, 2021

Conservative Governments have been good for Indigenous Rights and Reconciliation

I remember the day that Prime Minister Stephen Harper apologized for Canada’s role in operating the Indian Residential School System. The sky was overcast and ready to cry and the trees were leaning in.

We were on our way to Sundance and were now parked on the gravel shoulder of highway number 6 listening to his speech live on the car radio in the middle of Manitoba’s boreal forest.

I am travelling with a Residential School Survivor who isn’t much older than I am. I didn’t know that. Not  until I returned home to Grand Rapids and started working with Survivors at the Misipawistik Wechetowin Healing Program. I didn’t know that it happened to people in my generation.

I can tell you that my travel companion was tough and did not like Stephen Harper. It seemed that not many Indigenous peoples were fans of Stephen Harper and his Conservative Government.

Nevertheless, here we sat on the side of the highway one hundred kilometres from where we were coming from and over 400 kilometres from where we were going waiting to hear him speak. We rolled down the windows and smoked. I didn’t smoke much until I started working with Survivors but I was smoking a lot then, sometimes you needed a smoke to talk, sometimes you needed one to listen.

There were few other vehicles on the highway that morning somewhere near Devil’s Lake where the bush is thick and the only thing on the radio is CBC. The grey sky lowed and hugged the tops of the tamarack and pine.

The silence lifted that lone voice in the wilderness up to the sky with the smoke of our tobacco. It was clear that no matter what we had thought of this man the sincerity in his voice and his apology that morning was true. When his voice broke, my tough friend whispered, “he’s going to cry”.

It mattered and I will never forget that day. It is one of my “Do you remember where you were when you heard?” moments. In the days and years since people and history will say whatever and parse words but I remember where I was and what I felt when I heard Prime Minister Stephen Harper Apologize in the House of Commons to the Survivors of the Indian Residential Schools System.

It should be regarded as one of the high points in Canadian Indigenous reconciliation, but it isn’t and it is this bizzarro world called Canada in which the Conservative government’s Indigenous record is ignored or forgotten.

It is though the Conservatives can only be judged on John A. McDonald’s record despite the fact that Liberals have been running the country for the majority of its modern history and bear the responsibility for maintaining the Indian Residential School System during their time in power.

Taking a historical analysis of post war Canada shows that a Conservative government has been good for Indigenous rights and reconciliation.

The Conservatives did not get into power after World War II until 1957 after 22 years of Liberal rule. In 1960, Prime Minister John Diefenbaker granted First Nations the right to vote. Until then a First Nations person would have to enfranchise or give up their Indigenous Rights in order to vote. Diefenbaker’s defense of equality for Indigenous Peoples was something he expressed as a young lawyer defending First Nations and Metis people back home in Saskatchewan. His actions noted in the groundbreaking autobiography Halfbreed by Metis author Maria Campbell. “He would represent anyone rich or poor, red or white. If they had a case and no money he would help,” wrote Campbell about Diefenbaker adding. “He helped us and the important thing was he did so when no one else would.”

Nine years later in 1969, Pierre Elliot Trudeau and the Liberals ruling with a majority government tried a bureaucratic Genocide called the White Paper that would have enfranchised all First Nations people with a stroke of a pen.

The Conservatives would not have a chance to form a truly ruling government for decades, ignoring the brief and impotent reign of Joe Clark.  Brian Mulroney brought them back into majority rule and in 1991 Mulroney’s government launched the Royal Commission on Aboriginal Peoples with a goal to a take an exhaustive and critical look at the relationship between Canada and Indigenous Peoples. The RCAP report is a defining document in Canada and serves as academic and legal foundation throughout the country and around the world.

In 1985, Mulroney's government passed Bill C-31 which would remove the gender bias in the Indian Act which removed First Nations status from any woman who married a non-First Nations man. This could be an Indigenous man included Metis, Inuit or a First Nations Man who had already lost his status. It was one of the most heinous means of bureaucratic genocide and it was upheld for almost a century before a majority Conservative government changed the law.

In one of Mulroney’s last official Acts he signed the Nunuvut Land Agreement on May 25, 1993 creating the largest Indigenous controlled territory in North America. The Nunuvut Territory would become official under a Liberal government but this was when it was made. It is a day, I would imagine, that some Inuit remember “where they were the day that they heard”.

On June 12, 2008, it was a Conservative Prime Minister who gave me the grandchild of a Residential survivor and a Survivor a moment of healing and reconciliation. It was that same Conservative Prime Minister Stephen Harper who 10 days earlier on June 2, 2008 launched the Truth and Reconciliation Commission an act that to this day defines who we are as a country.

I am not going to defend all the actions or policies of the past Conservative Governments but I do think it is important to look at these facts in their real time and historical context. The belief that a Conservative government is always bad for Indigenous rights and reconciliation is not accurate.

 

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Wednesday, April 28, 2021

Me and the Mandalorian

Me and the Mandalorian

Were riding in a Delorian

He said you want to go Exploreean

I said Yeah

I said Yeah, Yeah, Yeah


Me and the Mandalorian

We were singing Gloria and

We picked up Van Morrison

We said La

We said La La La


It's True The Mandalorian

Is quite the historian

He'll teach everything you missed

Everything Indigenous

Heya Hey

Heya Hey Hey Ya

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Yeah YEAH

La La LA

La LA la

La LA

Heya Hey

Heya Hey Hey Ya

Heya Hey

Heya Hey Hey Ya