The St. James sessions of 1929-30 are a rare
window onto a fertile time and place in the history of American
popular music. The 1920s saw the dawn of music on the radio, and
improvements to recording technology that saw the introduction of
mass-market recordings of popular music. And the Roaring ‘20s was
accompanied by a surprisingly worldly stew of folk music, blues,
show tunes, jazz, Hawaiian, and vaudeville novelties that all played
a part in the evolution of what we now know as popular music.
Knoxville, Tennessee, was in the thick of it.
In the 1920s and early '30s, it was a city of more than 100,000
blacks and whites. It was a teeming, dirty, lively, arrogant,
complicated place with two railroad stations, two daily newspapers,
three radio stations, a dozen movie theaters, a comprehensive
electric streetcar system, and a small airport. Knoxville was one of
the industrial centers of the South, a national center for textiles,
marble, furniture, and railroad equipment. It was an educational
center, too, with a university growing in size and reputation,
spilling off the sides of its Hill; under the young football Coach
Bob Neyland, Volmania was beginning to take hold. Knoxville's
well-heeled conservationists were close to reaching their goal of
establishing a major national park in the Smokies. Prohibition was
still in effect, and Knoxville was a national black-market
distribution center for moonshine, with connections to organized
crime in Chicago and elsewhere.
But the city was also on the very fringe of the
country, surrounded by some of the most remote hollers in America,
where folk, blues, and country music were evolving Galapagos-like,
in eccentric patterns. The Tennessee River flowed free and damless
through Knoxville, and flooded every spring.
Knoxville’s interest in music was already deep.
Before the Civil War, Knoxville had been a center for the
otherworldly style of singing known as Sacred Harp. After the war,
it was home to one of the South's first orchestral groups, and by
the early 1870s, the city had a European-style "Opera House." In the
1880s and '90s, Knoxville hosted major classical-music and opera
festivals that drew some of the great talents from New York and
Boston. But Knoxville was still in the middle of the South, where
most new American forms of music were in various stages of
gestation: blues, ragtime, jazz, hillbilly, bluegrass. By the turn
of the century, young men playing new styles of guitar or fiddle,
were making a living in the streets.
Many of those early musicians were blind.
Musicians were mostly people who couldn’t do anything else for a
living, because music wasn’t much of a living. Before the 1920s,
which saw both the dawn of radio and the beginning of record
companies’ interest in recording popular and folks music, the best a
folk or country musician could hope for was a Mercury dime in a tin
cup.
There were no real recording studios in
Tennessee at the time—in the 1920s, Nashville had no reputation as a
recording center, and most country-music recordings were still made
in New York. So when one of the nation’s most famous record
companies, the Brunswick/Vocalion label set up a temporary studio in
the St. James Hotel in downtown Knoxville, hundreds of musicians
came, from miles around, to take a turn behind the microphone.
It made some sense for Brunswick to come to
Knoxville. The city had been home to several of the earliest
country-music recording artists, musicians like Charlie Oaks and
George Reneau, who had travelled to New York in the early ‘20s to
make records. They set up at the St. James.
Touted as Knoxville's first "fireproof"
building, the St. James Hotel was built not long after the ruinous
Gay Street fire of 1897. The St. James wasn’t the biggest hotel in
town, or the swankiest, but it was the closest to Market Square, the
one place in town visited occasionally by nearly everyone, rich or
poor, black or white. Market Square had its own musical heritage,
not just for the Market House auditorium, where the great Duke
Ellington played a show in 1930, but for the street musicians
playing for change, a phenomenon that had been mentioned in a recent
essay in the New York Times.
Whether it was that story or Knoxville’s
earlier reputation for breeding recording talent, or something else
altogether that lured them, several Brunswick technicians to set up
at the St. James in the summer of 1929. Leading the expedition was
musical director Richard Voynow best known for his associations with
jazz: he was a former pianist with the legendary Bix Beiderbecke and
was also a songwriter who had worked with Hoagy Carmichael.
Knoxville and the greater region responded with
enthusiasm.
Today Knoxville's best-known for its role in
the early development of country music, especially for spawning some
of country’s earliest national stars, like Roy Acuff. During the St.
James sessions, though, Acuff was a young man on the north side of
town, still learning to play the fiddle—and better known hereabouts
as a ballplayer.
Some who showed up at the St. James were
backwoods groups who were obscure and remained so. A few were
already well-known, like Nashvillian Uncle Dave Macon, who was
already famous on a relatively new radio show on WSM called the
Grand Ole Opry, came to Knoxville this one time to record, making a
trip that would have seemed backwards a decade later.
Some were country groups who went on to bigger
and better things, like Mac and Bob, who would be stars of the WLS
Barn Dance in Chicago, and the original Tennessee Ramblers,
featuring Willie Sievers, one of country music’s first female
guitarists. Ballard Cross, a member of the famous Georgia band the
Skillet Lickers, played his original version of “Wabash Cannonball,”
a song Acuff would make a national standard.
It’s not surprising that the St. James sessions
were a remarkable collection of country musicians of the period.
These sessions differ from the earlier ones in Bristol and Johnson
City, though, in that they include a much wider variety of music
than what we now know as country.
In fact, many of the St. James recordings that
have gotten attention in the CD era are not country acts at all. In
the 1990s, a compilation called Jazz the World Forgot
included Maynard Baird's trendy dance number, "Postage Stomp," a
relic of the early big-band era. The local man’s 10-piece brass band
cut four sides at the St. James, the only extant recordings of a
band that toured the North as a popular dance band in the late ‘20s
and often played on live radio.
The so-called Tennessee Trio, a.k.a. Tennessee
Chocolate Drops, a.k.a. Martin, Bogan and Armstrong—who would have
to wait more than 30 years to become international stars—made their
first recordings at the St. James. One of those recordings, “Knox
County Stomp,” serves as the soundtrack to the Terry Zwigoff PBS
documentary Louie Bluie, which shows one of those original
Brunswick 78s spinning on a turntable. The recordings of bluesy jazz
singer Leola Manning, who apparently never recorded anywhere except
at the St. James sessions, have made it onto several CD compilations
as far away as Austria. Occasionally, a European tourist arrives in
town just to see where Leola Manning lived.
After Brunwick pulled up stakes at the St.
James, they didn’t do much with the records. The record industry was
changing rapidly; there would be no more field recordings in the
area.
The years to come would bring blight to the
poor city of Knoxville. But as one factory after another closed, and
a well-known author called Knoxville “the ugliest city in America,”
Knoxville of the mid-20th-century had one thing to be proud of, and
that was its local music. By the end of the 1930s, Knoxville’s Roy
Acuff was a major national star in a new recording industry that was
just beginning to coalesce 180 miles west, in Nashville; and in
years to come, onetime Knoxvillians Chet Atkins, Don Gibson, the
Everly Brothers, Dolly Parton, and many others would make their
marks. They may never have heard much about the recordings at the
St. James which were, after all, just the beginning.
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