A night at the Apollo Theatre in New York City
and some comments on the Chitlin Circuit
written for a Guest Spot on BLUZ.FM with Danny Marks Torontos http://www.jazz.fm
The black urban theatre circuit, popularly known as the Chitlin Circuit,
stretched across the United States.
Ill name some of these theatres. There was the Apollo Theatre in
New York Citys Harlem where I spent a memorable evening, the Regal
Theatre in Chicago, The Howard Theatre in Washington. D.C., The Uptown
Theatre in Philadelphia, The Royal Theatre in Baltimore, and the Fox Theatre
These venues were very special. When blues moved out of the country and
into the city it became a different kind of music. African-American entertainers,
comedians and musicians played this circuit to great effect. Audience
participation was a given. These were people who appreciated their musicians
and told them so in more ways than one. The Chitlin circuit was the starting
place for acts like Cab Calloway, Pearl Bailey, Ike and Tina Turner, Patti
LaBelle, Louis Jordan, Fats Waller, Etta James, Nat King Cole and
more Gatemouth Brown, W.C. Handy, Louis Armstrong, Aretha Franklin,
James Brown, The Jackson Five. The list goes on.
Movie houses, back in the day, had elaborate prosceniums, gold trim and
fancy double curtains. They were palaces of entertainment.
There was a special item at the Apollo Theatre in New York Citys
Harlem. This was a round platform which was part of the centre stage.
This platform could be lowered, and performers dressed in their stage
attire could step onto this platform down beneath the stage, invisible
to the audience, and slowly rise up through the stage the head,
then the shoulders, then the rest of them would come into audience view.
In this day of rock shows and special effects, this is not such a big
deal but it was a very big deal back then. To see a headline performer
coming up through the stage that way was an amazing thing.
These were the acts that I caught when I went to the Apollo. Red Foxx,
Pigmeat Markham (famous for his courtroom parody Here Come de Judge),
and Tito Puente. Now, you might not think that Tito Puente belonged in
such a venue, but he was from the hood, from Spanish Harlem.
He was known and respected for his wonderful drumming and his band.
Ruth Brown came tripping out onto the stage in a gold lamé gown
so tight around her legs and feet that she looked like a mermaid she could
barely tippy-toe, and waddle up the microphone but once she was up there
and started singing
Mama he treats your daughter mean
.. everybody knew
the song. Everybody was with her.
Then Pigmeat Markham came on and did his Here come de Judge
routine. There were screams and roars of laughter because these people
had been through the court system, so seeing it parodied on stage, with
black folks playing judges and cops and so forth, was just a real hoot.
Tito Puente came on. Tito was a native of Spanish Harlem in New York,
so he was from the hood, as it were. The audience liked his
music as well because, golly, it had the rhythm, it had the beat. So,
they were with it. They were really, really with it.
Now, if you didnt perform up to standard, and there was a very
high standard, you could be in a mess of trouble, particularly on open
stage night. There was a guy with a long waist-high hook who would come
out from the wings. I may be remembering this from another performance.
It might have been a clown-like figure with a noise maker. Performers
that were not up to audience specifications would try to duck the hook
or noisemaker and eventually, it would haul or drive them still gamely
singing off the stage into the wings. You dont really find that
sort of thing in, say, a polite folk club nowadays.
Very much a part of the show at the Apollo, or in any of these venues,
was the audience. You get a very special kind of audience reaction when
youve got a common culture. The entertainers played to this commonality
and told jokes about sorghum and blue gums and what have you and got the
audience going right along with them.
Urbanized country folks were part of the audience. Here was a place where
the audience was on fire to hear their own people performing and these
were often class acts that later became very, very famous.
The audience knew these performers were good and knew they were theirs,
their own people on stage. The audience was on top of everything that
happened on stage every reference, every musical note, they knew
the language that was being spoken. It was theirs and they dug it!
In a white world, before the civil rights movement took hold, you could
step into a theatre and hear your kind of talk, your people talking about
things that concerned you. Making fun of it. Making music out of it. The
rhythm carried it and it was just total immersion in a vibrant culture.
People up here in Canada are nice but, sometimes, theyre too polite.
Sometimes, the absolute best thing to do is to get down and dirty with
that performer. Yell when you like it and say when you dont and
maybe even get out the hook. Both the audience and the performer will
be better for it.
© Sonia Brock 2006