This is one of the articles I wrote for Blues Revue last year. It is one version of where this famous song came from.
STAGGERLEE.COM
ST. LOUIS GLOBE-DEMOCRAT
VOL
5—NO.213.
ST. LOUIS. SATURDAY MORNING.
DECEMBER 28, 1895
—FIVE CENTS
William
Lyons, 25, a levee hand, was shot in the abdomen yesterday evening at 10
o'clock in the saloon of Bill Curtis, at Eleventh and Morgan Streets, by Lee Sheldon,
a carriage driver.
Lyons
and Sheldon were friends and were talking together. Both parties, it seems, had
been drinking and were feeling in exuberant spirits. The discussion drifted to
politics, and an argument was started, the conclusion of which was that Lyons
snatched Sheldon's hat from his head. The latter indignantly demanded its
return. Lyons refused, and Sheldon withdrew his revolver and shot Lyons in the
abdomen. When his victim fell to the floor Sheldon took his hat from the hand
of the wounded man and coolly walked away.
He
was subsequently arrested and locked up at the Chestnut Street Station. Lyons
was taken to the Dispensary, where his wounds were pronounced serious. Lee Sheldon
is also known as 'Stag'Lee.
I got the date wrong, it actually happened on December
twenty-seventh.
Apparently, Mr. Sheldon could have benefitted from some “Bullying”
workshops.
One hundred and two years later:
-The original column in the St. Louis paper, along with everything
you could ever want to know about the man, the myth and even the location of
the original bar (now an office building) is available at staggerlee.com
Why?
As usual, I began this series, with no idea where it would end up.
For the past month, I’ve listened to at least twenty-versions of the song,
recited the toasts to Chip over the phone, and read half-dozen academic
discussions of “The empowered Black male in story and song.”
I’ve read essays, listened to the Toast version by Johnny Otis and
a round twenty versions of the song. In the first installment of this series I
mentioned the significance of the hat. There was still a piece of the puzzle
missing. Anyone who’s taken Journalism 101 knows the importance of the four
W’s.
Who- Lee Shel(d)on and Billy Lyons
What- A barroom shooting
Where: East St. Louis
When: 1895
However, added together they still didn’t answer why?
Why did the story of Stagger Lee become part of Black and American
Folk culture?
He’s a Bad Mother Shut Your
Mouth:
The Trickster, the Anti-Hero and the Rebel, surface again and
again in myth, literature and mass media.
From Hermes to James Dean, from Randall P. McMurphy to John Shaft,
there is a secret admiration for the one who defies the rules, and upsets the
Status Quo.
Numerous sources cite the story of Stagger Lee first surfacing
among dockworker and Stevedores back around the turn of the century in the
Post-Reconstruction era south.
Stop for a minute and consider the circumstances:
Manual labor, lousy pay, dangerous working conditions, an all
Black all-male work force.
At the end of another fourteen hour day, the guys are sitting in a
tavern relaxing. There are no T.V.’s, no video games, maybe a piano player.
Someone begins to recount a story he heard from a cousin visiting from
Arkansas. As the story progresses, the teller, maybe remembering an incident
with the dock boss earlier that week, might have Stag laughing at the cops,
then the judge, and maybe even the Devil himself. The bartender hears it, and
noticing the positive reaction it gets from his customers, repeats Friday
afternoon to some factory workers. One of the factory workers goes to a funeral
later that week. After the funeral there is the need for some diversion, and so
he begins to spin the story told to him by the bartender. A distant cousin of
the deceased, who also happens to play guitar, puts some music to some of the
story and sings it at a Bar-B-Q in Mississippi later that year.
Although the locations might have differed, among Blacks in the
South in the latter years of the nineteenth century, there was a desperate need
for stories that didn’t end in tragedy. Following the acts of 1876, any act of
defiance, even as small as not stepping off the sidewalk to let whites pass,
was often met with unspeakably harsh consequences. As the story of Stagger Lee
grew, Lee Shelt(d)on became black America’s first outlaw hero, the Rebel, the
original “Bad Boy”.
Staggerlee.com
is worth a visit for the timeline on the History page alone.
Here a just
few excerpts from nine page timeline:
1903: Earliest known transcription of lyrics from Memphis
but reportedly first heard in Colorado in 1899 or 1900.
1903: Another transcription of lyrics to the Ballad of
Stackerlee. Sung from the perspective of a St. Louis prostitute working for him
as her pimp.
The
song spread like a game of Chinese Whispers across the South as musicians heard
it and played it back from memory with their own embellishments. The Stag Lee
of the song is hung for the murder, sent off with an elaborate funeral, kicks
the Devil from his throne and takes over Hell.
1910, February: Miss Ella Fisher of Texas sends
John Lomax, a pioneering musicologist and folklorist, 8 stanzas of The Ballad
of Stagalee. She writes to him, “This song is sung by the Negroes on the levee
while they are loading and unloading the river freighters.”
A few pages later:
1960 - 1970
1960: Pat Boone covers Lloyd
Price’s version but changes the chorus from "Go, Stagger Lee! Go!" to
"Oh, Stagger Lee! Oh!" Pat, apparently, is not comfortable cheering
on the badass black man.
1963: The Isley Brothers record it with a young Jimi Hendrix on
guitar. They sing the song on live TV in the UK and create a scandal when Ron
pulls a gun from his coat and mimes the shooting.
(There is a YouTube
link, and sure enough, Ronnie Islay waves a pistol around in the middle of the
song, and the other two pantomime the actual shooting...)
Late 60s: Bobby
Seale, co-founder of the Black
Panthers, identifies himself and other
black leaders as Stagger Lee characters. Seale names a son after Stagger Lee.
At
the end of the timeline, there is another link to all four hundred thirty-three
known recorded versions of the song, including a neo-disco rendition by Neil
Diamond.
Lee Shelton’s acquaintances’
described him as a man who enjoyed “being observed.”I think he got his wish.
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