I took a film class once where we contemplated what kinds of movies could or could not be construed as Westerns. The professor was tall and lanky in a bow tie, with hands that hung down to his knees, a mustache and a ‘power donut’ hairdo. There were some cute girls with dyed hair and tattoos in the class. I don’t remember what we decided about Westerns in the end, but Bring Me The Head of Alfredo Garcia was definitely on the fringes, and I learned to prefer Warren Oates to John Wayne. Anyways, what I took away from the class was the tenuousness of genres, categories- that they are shoddy constructions at best.

The same goes for music, of course, and so the soundtrack for an Australian Western starring Mick Jagger, with music written by Shel Silverstein must be approached as its own strange beast. You can’t compare it to Ennio Morricone, or even more contemporary, creepy examples like Nick Cave and Warren Ellis’s work on The Proposition, or Johnny Greenwood’s music for There Will Be Blood. It stands on its own, as an oddball collection of songs written and recorded for an oddball movie.

If you listen to the soundtrack to Ned Kelly , you will be disappointed, or at least disoriented, if you hold too tightly to any expectations you hold around Western movies and their soundtracks, to children’s poets, to outlaw country music, to anything really. It’s an exercise in letting go. In addition to all the strangeness that Shel and his stoner crew lend (distorted bass, synthesizers, massive drunken singsongs of  “Was your grandma a whore, was your Grandpa a thief..”), the soundtrack features weird film dialog and a performance of the Australian traditional song “Wild Colonial Boy” by Mick Jagger. I don’t understand it, but I like it. Words like ‘good’ or ‘bad’ don’t really apply, it’s kind of like Chinese bubble tea.

The soundtrack follows the narrative thread of the film, and features ballads and raucous stomps about all sorts of everyday things: love of family and comrade, getting shot, making love, memories. Like the film, it is also a social commentary about immigrant struggles and a critique of a country whose economic system and police force serve the interests of the rich at the expense of the poor. The songs even seem at times to be caricatures of ‘outlaw’ country music, performed by two of its biggest stars- Waylon Jennings and Kris Kristofferson. The badass outlaw is replaced by an ambivalent and sentimental one who can’t help but get into trouble. In the spirit of Johnny Cash’s ‘Boy Named Sue,’ also penned by Shel, the lyrics and arrangements infuse the songs with a cartoonish feel- they’re funny, grim, and satirical. The ability to take all this strangeness and package it in a new way that is both fun and poignant was perhaps one of the hallmarks of Shel’s gift as a poet, artist, and songwriter. Like the man said:

“Draw a crazy picture, Write a nutty poem, Sing a mumble-gumble song, Whistle through your comb. Do a loony-goony dance’ cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world that ain’t been there before.”

Post Script: If you’re interested in more of Shel Silverstein’s music, I highly recommend his album Freakin at the Freaker’s Ball.  words/ j benson

MP3: Waylon Jennings :: Ned Kelly
MP3: Kris Kristofferson :: Son Of A Scoundrel
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2 Responses to “Ned Kelly :: Music and Lyrics by Shel Silverstein (1970)”

  1. I’d strongly recommend Lisa Rogak’s biography of Silverstein (link goes to her Book Notes piece on LHB):

    http://www.largeheartedboy.com/blog/archive/2008/01/book_notes_lisa_1.html

  2. Great stuff…Shel was the man.

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