Though
the exact moment of rock ’n’ roll’s birth remains a matter of
debate, more certain is that since its infancy, people have been
intent on killing this illegitimate child of white country and black
rhythm-and-blues. As Kevin Dettmar shows in his witty and
entertaining book, Is Rock Dead?, rock’s would-be assassins
have included both its bitter enemies and staunch supporters.
Dettmar,
an English professor at Southern Illinois University Carbondale, is
not really interested in answering the question posed by the
title—as he makes clear early on, he believes the music today is as
vibrant as ever. Instead, Dettmar focuses on the numerous ways people
have proclaimed rock dead and traces the various anxieties reflected
in such expressions, depending on who’s pronouncing the
post-mortem.
The
book’s most interesting section details the era of rock ’n’
roll’s birth in the 1950s. At a time when American culture was
ridden with tensions growing out of the Cold War, the nascent civil
rights movement and public fears posed by juvenile delinquency (with
which rock ’n’ roll became associated when “Rock Around the
Clock” blared out of the soundtrack of the movie Blackboard
Jungle), the music provided a scapegoat. Dettmar writes: “The
provenance almost exclusively of the young, African American in its
genealogy, Southern in pedigree, rock ’n’ roll became the
lightning rod for all of Middle America’s (and middle-class)
fears.”
Ranging
widely through the period’s popular culture, Dettmar shows how the
music raised contradictory anxieties about teenagers, who were just
entering public consciousness as a demographic group. On the one
hand, rock ‘n’ roll aroused fears of anti-social behavior and
juvenile sexuality. As one character tells a budding rock ‘n’
roll star in the 1959 British movie Expresso Bongo, “You’ve
got a chip on your shoulder and an H-bomb in your pants.”
Paradoxically,
rock ‘n’ roll’s young fans also were portrayed as mindless
conformists, like the zombies so common in the period’s science
fiction movies. In a context where rock ‘n’ roll represented both
anarchic individualism and the herd mentality of mass culture,
pronouncements of the music’s death by conservative commentators
reflected wishful thinking.
Dettmar
devotes two chapters to discussing music critics who have pronounced
rock dead, a tendency he characterizes as Boomer Triumphalism. Most
such critics, born in the early years of the baby boom, associate the
music with their youth and often their youthful idealism, confusing
their own loss of idealism with rock’s loss of purpose. But, as
Dettmar says, these critics willfully refuse to listen to the music
of a younger generation, ironically in much the same way their
parents refused to listen to theirs.
Is
Rock Dead? provides a fascinating window into public discourse of
the last half-century as people of different generations, races and
political opinions have debated the meaning of popular culture. As
Dettmar says, the very moments of transformation that some interpret
as rock’s death, others see as evidence of life. Or, as Bob Dylan
sang, “He not busy being born is busy dying.”
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