Gil Scott Heron On blues and poetry

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Published 2016-11-07
I do not own the rights to this. However, I am grateful for what Gil had to say.

“These people had taken the blues as a poetry form back in the 20’s and the teens during the Harlem Renaissance, and they had fine tuned the blues. They had sanded it down so that it became a remarkable sort of an art form.

But what happened was that in many instances we didn’t learn about that. We learned about the kind of poetry that nobody could understand.

Like, on 17th Street and 9th Avenue when I was a teenager, man, we didn’t want to hear nothing about poetry. Somebody’d say something about poetry and we’d say “oh yeah, where’s he at? Bring him on over here.” ‘Cause we was into shooting the jumper, and that was damn near all.

So, in the 9th grade a teacher just sneaked up on us and put these pieces of paper on the table, told everybody to read them, and then tell her what we thought about it.

So I said, “well, that’s alright. Shit, I’ll try it.” I looked at the poem and the poem said:
what now upside the wall I see/a shadow of an image, me.

I said, “God damn. Let me read this again.”
In the back of the room somebody said “hey, this must be deep.” You know, like “this must be deep” is like a drape that we throw over everything, you know…like, “this must be deep” means that like, I recognize all of these words individually, but damn if I can get anything out of the order in which they currently appear. This must be deep.

I mean, because you figure it must be deep in this book you say “well, why the hell would they put it in this book if it didn’t mean nothing?” Because ordinarily you’d read that and say “hey, this must be nonsense.” But you don’t want to say that with the teacher standing right next to you…”why you give me this?” So you say “hey, this must be deep.”

And what happens is that when a lot of folks get ready to write poetry that’s what they decide they going to be – deep. They decide they going to be poetic.
So they come up to me sometimes they say “hey, read my poem.” And I read it…and the only thing I can say to them is “hey, this must be deep.”
Because being influenced by the kind of poetry that we were all introduced to…people feel as though like, the way to be poetic is that there are certain little parts of it that can’t nobody understand.”

All Comments (21)
  • @bubediscuss
    This is probably the coolest human that there ever was.
  • @drewm1808
    "this must be deep"... I laughed so hard. Super relatable.
  • @carlbowles1808
    I'm from this Era and share his background. This brother is real and talks like Richard Pryor. I still listen to urban master poet and musician Gill Scott Heron and his right hand man Brian Jackson. They are still bringing the truth today with art sadly missing in today's music 🎶. God bless you brothers and sisters we are all connected regardless of color and culture.
  • @City2x
    Man. He was something special.
  • @JoeySmooth
    I would love to see Common play GIL in a movie about his life !!!!!
  • @Michael69
    "It never seems to matter when it's Billy Green who's dead" is such a powerful message.
  • THANK YOU FOR TAKING ME DOWN MEMORY LANE!!! RESPECT TO GIL-SCOTT HERON! R.I.P.
  • @paulwaring7215
    Always heart breaking, life affirming. The 'simplicity' he brings is timeless.. ❤️💔
  • I love Gil Scott-Heron seeing him a couple of times, once back in the day, at the Renaissance in Detroit it was an outdoor concert and it was cold, as hell outside and winter in America. that day every time he would sing the bar" it's winter in America" the wind would blow twice as hard, twice as cold. On key. Great concert froze my behind off... but it was winter in America. In DETROIT Michigan.
  • @balletvaria
    actually Mr G S Heron put poetic relevance in such clear context and describes in a novel way what the jazz and blues lyricists had as he says fine-tuned the language in the 20s . love the recitation billy green is dead about not hearing , caring , or seeing what’s coming
  • Go ahead my man... The style the talk...I miss. He's in my parent's gen. I miss them so much.