1930’s Music and Escapism

1. 1930’s Music and Escapism Ms.Lim

2. Louis Armstrong - Hobo, You Can't Ride This Trainhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8hvmv3UGMg • I bet there's a lotta hoboes Lord set on them rodsEven A-number one and all 'em cats, yeath manAll aboard for Pittsburgh, Harrisburg oh all the burgsHobo, you can't ride this trainNow I'm the brakeman and I'm a tough manI ain'tjokin' you, can't ride this trainBoys, you ain't so badAfter all you all right with meI think I will let you ride • Question 1) What is a hobo? Do you think that Louis Armstrong meant is as a derogatory term? • Question 2) Why would people ride the trains? • Question 3) How would seeing each province in Canada create nationalism?

3. In the Big Rock Candy Mountain Harry McClintockhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JqowmHgxVJQ • One evening as the sun went downAnd the jungle fires were burning,Down the track came a hobo hiking,And he said, "Boys, I'm not turningI'm headed for a land that's far awayBesides the crystal fountainsSo come with me, we'll go and seeThe Big Rock Candy MountainsIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains,There's a land that's fair and bright,Where the handouts grow on bushesAnd you sleep out every night.Where the boxcars all are emptyAnd the sun shines every dayAnd the birds and the beesAnd the cigarette treesThe lemonade springsWhere the bluebird singsIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains.In the Big Rock Candy MountainsAll the cops have wooden legsAnd the bulldogs all have rubber teethAnd the hens lay soft-boiled eggsThe farmers' trees are full of fruitAnd the barns are full of hay Oh I'm bound to goWhere there ain't no snowWhere the rain don't fallThe winds don't blowIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains. In the Big Rock Candy MountainsYou never change your socksAnd the little streams of alcoholCome trickling down the rocksThe brakemen have to tip their hats And the railway bulls are blindThere's a lake of stewAnd of whiskey tooYou can paddle all around itIn a big canoeIn the Big Rock Candy MountainsIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains,The jails are made of tin.And you can walk right out again,As soon as you are in.There ain't no short-handled shovels,No axes, saws nor picks,I'm bound to stayWhere you sleep all day,Where they hung the jerkThat invented workIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains.....I'll see you all this coming fallIn the Big Rock Candy Mountains Question 1) What would be the best part of Big Rock Candy Mountain? Question 2) What part of the song do you find funny? Question 3) What type of humour is this? Question 4) How is this escapist?

4. It Don’t Mean a Thing If It Ain’t Got That SwingElla Fitzgerald http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyf1rPqibjY Question 1) According to the song, what really matters in life? Question 2) How would this song help people during the Depression? • It don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swingIt don't mean a thing, all you got to do is singIt makes no difference if it's sweet or hotJust give that rhythm everything you've got • Oh, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swingIt don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swingDon't mean a thing, all you got to do is singIt makes no difference if it's sweet or hotJust give that rhythm everything you gotOh, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swing • It makes no difference if it's sweet or hotJust give that rhythm everything you've gotDon't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swingDon't mean a thing, all you got to do is singMakes no difference if it's sweet or hotJust give that rhythm everything you've got • Don't mean a thing, all you got to do is swingIt don't mean a thing, all you got to do is singIt makes no difference if it's sweet or hotGive that rhythm everything you've gotOh, it don't mean a thing, if it ain't got that swingDon't mean a thing