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Saturday, May 26, 2012

Jaz Dorsey: How I learned to write songs.

I was the only boy in the reform school to have a Latin tutor.

I'd been taking Latin before they locked me up and my mother insisted that I continue. This may have had something to do with the fact that my great-grandmother, who was still alive, had spent 50 years as a Latin teacher. In Senoia, Georgia.

Who would think a town that small would have a Latin teacher?

Where mother found this dude I will never know, but if you looked up "Latin Tutor" in the dictionary, there'd be his picture. He was about 6'6", weighed about 130 pounds and reminds me in memory of Big Bird. I can't remember his name, so we'll call him "Gary" for a reason that will soon become apparent.

I was only in that particular reform school for a year before they kicked me out (who gets kicked out of reform school?) but twice a week every week for that year I had a 2 hour Latin session with Gary - who had a serious obsession with a popular band of that era called Gary Puckett and the Union Gap (which is why I remember dude as "Gary"). My final assignment - translate LADY WILLPOWER in to Latin.

I had no clue, but "Gary" was so excited by the assignment that he translated it himself and so excited by the translation that I got an A in Latin. I guess that was my first success as a dramaturg. And I still remember "Gary's" lyrics:

Obstinatio, ad nuc ad nunquam
Dar amorem me et
Tib fundam cor cum melitia semper.

Hope I spelled all that right - Spellcheck doesn't speak Latin.

Well, my next stop was a mental institution - the John Umstead Hospital in Butner, North Carolina, where I spent the last three years of high school (much to my family's alarm, I graduated and went to Chapel Hill on scholarship. Turns out, I wasn't the one that was fucked up.)

These were the 60s and actually John Umstead had one of the most progressive adolescent units in the country, so over those three years, I got an extraordinary if unorthodox education, which included an entire year (11th grade) under the influence of a rather fascinating teacher named Flicka Tate ( seriously) whose curriculum for us Juniors consisted of an entire year studying the lyrics of contemporary songwriters, from Bob Dylan to Buffy St. Marie to The Beatles and Grace Slick.

One pill makes you larger and the other makes you small. Perfect song for the nuthouse or Woodstock, whichever came first.

This fit right in with the one extra curricular activity that we were allowed - music. We kooky kids spent most of our free time either in the music room listening to the songs we were studying or sitting on the front porch singing them. The one thing each of us patients had was a guitar. And cigarettes. We all smoked.

Then I went to university and studied Brecht and Weil as a German major- including a year on scholarship at the University of Goettingen in West Germany. Minoring in French, I also read all of the classic drama of that cannon in French. The 17th Century French playwrights were the greatest rhyming geniuses of history and that lays a great foundation for a songwriter. And as it turned out, later in life when I was living and working in New York, I had several commissions to write songs in Spanish and French:

Cantamos, bailamos, estamos aqui
Brindamos teatro con gran frenesi!

I didn't write my first song until I was 27, but once the floodgates opened they just kept coming. Now at 60 and looking back, I'm going "where did that come from?"

I guess my advice to aspiring songwriters would be - get locked up but be sure and take your guitar.

And get a Latin tutor.

Come to Nashville and Go to the Theatre!

Jaz Dorsey
The Nashville Dramaturgy Project

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