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Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Story Behind the Song (in depth) "Seven Mile Bridge"





This song was an interesting song to write in that it tackled a couple of subjects at the same time. In the beginning of January 2006 a group of fifteen Cubans refugees sailed for a better life in the U.S.

In addressing this in the song the first lines are:

They left Cuba with freedom in their eyes, land of plenty is on the horizon, and you can hear them as they cross the straights, singing goodbye to the land of sugarcane.”

(at this point the chords to the ultra-famous Cuban song “Guantadamera” play, to give the subliminal impression that's the song they are singing)


The Cubans landed on the old, unused Seven Mile Bridge in the middle of the Florida Keys. At the time, the U.S. had the absolutely absurd rule that Cubans who landed in the U.S. had to be on dry land, in order to emigrate. Stranded on the bridge, the U.S. Government determined that they were not on dry land and re-repatriated the refugees back to Cuba.

I felt this was completely absurd on a number of levels. First and foremost, the policy, which was called “Wet Foot Dry Foot” requiring refugees from Cuba to be standing dry land to emigrate. It's a lot like a getting a touchdown. What were we doing, playing football with people's lives? Picture the Cubans floating along in the Florida Straights as the offense and U.S. Coast Guard as the defense.If the defense catches them on the water, they go back to Cuba. If they reach U.S. soil (or sand), they score and stay. It should be noted that during this aquatic bastardized football game, many Cubans died in their attempt to reach the U.S. as their boats were just not seaworthy and sank in the quest.

The other absurd part of the policy was that it pertained only to Cubans. If a group from anywhere else sailed and landed, it made no difference at all if they were on dry land or not, they were not welcome and sent back. The Cubans were the only “team” allowed in this hypothetical football game.

With this particular group of Cubans, they landed on the Seven-Mile Bridge. The U.S. didn't recognize that as part of the U.S. and sent them back to Cuba. Here I addressed that issue with the second verse:

And they rolled into the Florida Keys, washed up on that Seven-Mile Bridge. But federales said 'ain't no way, wet foot, dry foot, a bridge ain't no foot, it ain't USA so be on your way”

In addition to the policies that I found absurd regarding Cubans reaching the end-zone, on top of being the only players in this life and death game, There was also the issue of The Seven-Mile Bridge.

When the bridge was first opened in 1912, it was the longest bridge in existence. It was called “The Eighth Wonder Of The World” at the time! This was living history. This was a very important part of American culture. Henry Flagler built the bridge as part of his railroad complex of forty-five bridges, island hopping the Keys. The quest was to utilize Key West's deepwater harbor as an import hub for South American goods to be sent by his railroad to the U.S. mainland for distribution coast to coast.

Yet, here in 2006, it was viewed, with no significant character and actually, no significance whatsoever. It was scoffed at and disowned by the government. The play was sent up to the booth for review and after watching the “instant replay”, the call was sent to the referee on the field... or rather on the water in a Coast Guard vessel. Their view, within the context of a set of absurd rules of this aquatic football game played with human lives, was that there was no touchdown scored by the Cubans. The run down the sidelines ruling had the offense step “out of bounds” and they were sent back to Cuba. In doing so, they essentially said the Seven Mile Bridge was not part of the U.S.

The state of Florida wanted nothing to do with it and played a very good role of Pontius Pilote, earning an MVP for the game.

This was addressed in the song as such:

and they disowned the Seven-Mile Bridge they don't want it, neither does the state. Eighth wonder of the world when it began. Derelict bridge left to sun, sea, and wind”.

And so ends the first part of the song. It made a statement or two. It also gives food to the listener to think. There is a fair amount which is between the lines as well. It's also a very serious subject, for those curious to ponder. The intellect will ponder this, however, for those who don't care to do much thinking about a song's between the lines meanings, it has a good melody and chord changes, which provide a firm and original chassis for the song to ride on.

For me, this is the most important part of a song. Lyrics mean nothing if the music is a slug.


The next part of the song takes place after the Cuban have been sent back to Cuba.


On January 14, 2006, The Conch Republic's Sir Peter Anderson went to the Seven-Mile Bridge and boated out to where the Cubans has been. Raising a loaf of Cuban Bread (the weapon of choice in the whimsical Conch Republic) declared that as the U.S. Government doesn't want the bridge, the Conch Republic does! He also declared it the only piece of sovereign territory of the Conch Republic. (note: The rest of the Conch Republic, the Dry Tortugas – Elliot Key are joint U.S. - Conch Republic territories). One could always find the Keys-style absurd humor with Sir Peter!



Additionally, Sir Peter had plans to make Eco-friendly affordable housing that would be built on the old bridge! Affordable housing in the Keys has been a decades-long issue that is often spoken about but seldom acted on. Here he had plans for solar powered energy and bio-toilets/plumbing!



The last two verses address and close out the song

And to the rescue comes the Conch Republic. Loaded with laughter and a son of a gun. And housing here is much too insane, billionaires buy the millionaires out how are the common folk gonna settle down?

Now calls have been out for affordable housing, for years and years it's fallen on deaf ears. The Conch's got a fresh new idea, he wants to build on that Seven-Mile Bridge!

I want to live on that Seven Mile Bridge! I want the ocean in my front yard. Conch Republic let it fly your yarn....” add lib to end.


This was a fun song to write and a curious one at that. It covered two different social issues: Cuban immigration and affordable housing. It also brought attention to the Seven-Mile Bridge. The song came together quite quickly. One afternoon actually.

It's a bit funny, I realize for a songwriter who is classified as Trop Rock, to be dealing with social issues. It's not my usual, but it's an option I take when I feel the inspiration and I did when I wrote this song!

The example here is whats known as a demo. It's not really fit for airplay, but it clearly gets the song across. "Seven Mile Bridge" was written immediately after the event 1/17/2006. I hope you enjoy it!





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Sunday, May 14, 2017

Key West Songwriter's Festival - Story Behind The Song: "The South"

Story Behind The Song - “The South”



I believe it was in 2010, at the Key West Songwriter's Festival. It was a beautiful day and Robert Earl Keen was on stage at The Green Parrot with another songwriter.

When Robert Earl Keen first addressed the crowd, he proclaimed “It's so great to be back in The South again!!!”. Hummm. This left me a bit puzzled.

Then, at another show in the Key West Songwriter's Festival that year, my friend Misty Loggins said the exact same thing when she first addressed the crowd. Was this some kind of movement, or something?




Later, at another show, yet another performer stated the exact same thing!

Being a resident of Key West and a songwriter, I was inspired to address the subject and wrote a song with the title of “The South” to do so in a tongue-in-cheek format.



“The South”
I

Well they all came down from Nashville to this island in the stream

To have good times and share their rhymes with the likes of you and me

And we love them so and hate when they go, wish they could stay longer in town

One thing I've got to help them with though, just so they know...

II

It's an annual migration from Nashville down to the Keys

They send their best to give them a rest, stretch their legs out by the sea

And they play here and they play there, you know they play all over town

And the hustle and bustle of Nashville, here, ain't to be found

III

Well I go with a big smile to every event I can

One thing I happen to notice though, no matter where I've been

You know they all say it's so great to play in the South again

That thing I gotta help them with though, just so they know The South

is north of here


< Bridge>

Now, you gotta travel south to find your way here

We're just shy of Havana you see, swimin' in that ol' Gulf Stream

Now it may sound confusing, but you ain't loosing your sanity

That's why The South, is north of here.




IV

We're a crazy combination, some say a wild-ass stew

A little Bahamas, a bit of Cuba, a pinch of New England too

And yeah, you can bet there's a lick of Dixie, so don't have no fear

But be rest assured, you can take it to the bank

That The South, is north of here

V

Here chickens are protected, they don't go in your stew

We all ride bikes to get around town

And on the corner we can drink our brew

To the north of us is The South and we love our island view

Insanity might take the rains, that may be true

That's why The South is north of here


< Bridge>

Now, you gotta travel south to find your way here

We're just shy of Havana you see, swimin' in that ol' Gulf Stream

Now it may sound confusing, but you ain't loosing your sanity

That's why The South, is north of here.


© 2010 by Christopher R. Rehm  -  BMI

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Thursday, November 17, 2016

Story Behind The Song - Liveaboard

                                      


                                    STORY BEHIND THE SONG

                                             Liveaboard

                                     Liveaboards in Jewfish Creek

The origin for the song Liveaboard was inspired in 2006 when a group of people living on their boats, “Liveaboards”, were informed that they had to leave Boot Key Harbor (part of the city of Marathon, Conch Republic) as the city was going to embark on putting in 100 permanent moorings, which would charge a fee per month. At the time there were around twice that living there, so around one hundred had to go. A lot of these people had been living “On The Hook” for years. Some as long as thirty years.

I put myself in the protagonist's position of one of those being ejected. While the theme above laid the backdrop for the song itself, the story is totally fiction.

While the protagonist in the story is fictional, a complete product of my imagination, it's very possible there may be more than one person who fits this description. It should be noted that I never knew any of the liveaboards in Boot Key, from the time in question. While the main character is fictional, the places in the song are very real however.

When I wrote this song, I'd play it around the house, but that was it. I liked it, but I felt it was not quite up to par for me. My wife at the time, Gigi, always commented when I played it that it was a really good song. She'd say that every time!

Then, one night I was at an open mic and was on my last song. I wasn't sure what to play, so, just to get it out of the way and get off the stage, I played Liveaboard. When I came off the stage a woman rushed up to me asking “Who wrote that song???!!!” I was clearly taken back. When I say she rushed up to me, I mean she literally ran up to me and I didn't even know her. I stammered for a moment and said “uh.. well, that's one of my songs”. She asked where she could get it, which of course it wasn't available as of that point. I thanked her and started back to my seat when another person came up with the exact same question. Then, another. Then Matt Anderson, a solo musician in the southern part of Miami/Dade County came up to me and asked if it would be okay if he added it to his repertoire.

I was dumbfounded!

The exact same thing happened when I moved to Key West in 2008! 

The song became my signature song for many years

Notes:
A) a Liveaboard is someone who lives on a boat.
B) Grits and Grunts is a traditional breakfast in the Florida Keys. Grits are a cereal made from hominy and grunts are a small, tropical salt water fish.


C) Yellowtail is the highest grade snapper.


D) The Dockside Bar is an old bar in Boot Key Harbor


                              Me at Dockside around 2006

E) Gilbert's is a bar on Jewfish Creek, which is the gateway to the Keys in Key Largo, which has a large Liveaboard community.

                                         Gilbert's, Key Largo




                                            LIVEABOARD

IT'S GRITS AND GRUNTS FOR BREAKFAST, I HAD IT IN THE EARLY MORN'

DROPPED A LINE OFF THE STERN AS I DRANK MY COFFEE

AND LAST NIGHT IT WAS YELLOWTAIL, I CALL THAT 'THE GOOD LIFE'

LATER I'LL HEAD TO THE MARINA, I HEAR THEY GOT SOME WORK

BUT I'LL GET OUT IN TIME AND MAKE A BEE LINE

BACK TO WHERE IT ALL BEGAN

(chorus)

'CAUSE I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

LIVEABOARD

2

THEY THREW ME OUT OF OLD BOOT KEY, YOU KNOW I LIVED THERE FOR YEARS

AND EVERYNIGHT I'D WASH UP TO THAT DOCKSIDE BAR

BUT BIG MONEY MOVED IN AND THEY THREW ME OUT

I AIN'T GOT NO MONEY, AIN'T GOT NOT CLOUT

SO I FIRED UP THE MOTOR AND OFF I GO

BUT I'M OFF THE HIGHWAY AND I'M ON MY WAY TO GREET THE MORNING SUN


(chorus)

'CAUSE I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

LIVEABOARD

(bridge)

BW LIGHT, STERN LIGHT, ANY LIGHT I CAN'T SEE NOTHIN'

I NEED A FOG HORN

BREAK AWAY, ANYWAY I JUST CAN'T WAIT

FOR THE DAWN

3

DROPPED AN ANCHOR IN JEWFISH CREEK

I'D LIKE TO SWIM WITH THE DOLPHINS BUT,

THOSE RED CROCKODILE EYES ARE PATROLLING, KEEPING THEIR WATCH

BUT IT'S A HOT SUMMER DAY, THINK I'LL FIND MY WAY, OVER TO GILBERT'S BAR

WET MY WHISTLE AND TELL MY TALES TO ANYONE WHO WANT'S TO LISTEN

AND I'LL STAY ANCHORED RIGHT HERE UNTIL MY LUCK AND MONEY RUNS OUT

AND I GOTTA SHOVE OFF

(chorus)

'CAUSE I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

I'M A LIVEABOARD

LIVEABOARD


©  August 13, 2006 Christopher R. Rehm, BMI






Liveaboard – at the 2012 Key West Songwriter's Festival





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