Thursday, December 09, 2004

Watch Out For The Lizard King!

I ended up writing a comparison between The Pied Piper and Jim Morrison. It seemed kind of fatuous and flippant when I came up with the topic, but the more reserch I did the more I saw the connections between the two legendary figures. Supposedly The Pied Piper is more fiction, Jim Morrison more fact, but the similarities are startling. And what’s more, Morrison’s own life has become a legend for later rock stars to follow. So The Lizard King follows the archetype of the Pied Piper, and Keith Moon followed the archetype of The Lizard King. I started the paper with a brief rendition of the Pied Piper myth and followed that with a “reverse-displacement” of The Doors first and only appearance on The Ed Sullivan Show. I enjoy them immensely, but I won’t have time to present them in class, so I’ve posted them to my blog. You can find the paper below. Its been a really interesting semester and I wish you all good luck on your finals. Happy holidays!

The Piper and The Lizard King

The German town of Hamlin was infested with rats. Food stores were destroyed, children were bitten, and women’s conversations were impossible because of the loud squeaking. Just when the town despaired of ever finding a solution to the vermin problem, Hamlin was visited by a strange man dressed in rags of every imaginable hue. Under his arm he carried a flute. He promised to rid the town of rats if the town would pay him a handsome sum. The mayor readily agreed to this proposal, and the piper immediately began playing a strange and hypnotic tune. The rats stopped scurrying about and clustered in the town center to listen to the strange musician. Their beady little eyes glazed over as they followed the piper through the streets, over the hills, and far out of town. The people of Hamlin were overjoyed! Finally life could resume its normal pattern!
The next day the piper returned to receive his payment, but the mayor refused on the grounds that the town couldn’t afford the expense. A dangerous look appeared in his eyes, and the piper raised the flute to his lips menacingly. The mayor laughed. He was not frightened of flautist! The piper began to play a different tune, stranger, more complex, and more compelling. The townspeople watched in horror as their children emerged from houses and schools bearing the same glazed eyes as the rats. Before the mayor could say a word, the piper and the children marched out of town. As the townspeople watched, they saw the children disappear into a cave that was said to link to a child’s paradise where no one ever grew old or had to obey capricious and hypocritical adults. Neither the piper, nor any of the children, was ever seen again.
Seven hundred years later, in a kingdom across the sea, there appeared a man who sometimes called himself “The Lizard King,” sometimes “Mr. Mojo Rising,” and sometimes he was simply called Jim. Under his arm he carried a microphone. He and his band of musicians played their music for children all over the kingdom and gained admirers in every town they visited. His music was odd and hypnotic. The precise subject of the lyrics was difficult to pinpoint, but often imagined a paradise of perfect peace, beautiful color, and physical ecstasy. Many young people in the kingdom were being sent away to fight a war across yet another sea. They were angry with the grown-ups, and liked Jim’s music because it was escapist and anti-establishment.
Finally The Lizard King and his band were called upon by the King of Network Television to perform a great concert for everyone in the kingdom. The king did not like Mr. Mojo Rising, but his councilors said that the concert would please the young people in the crowd. The king finally agreed, but had extreme reservations. Like many of the grown-ups who had heard Jim’s strange music, he found it unappealing, inappropriate, and possibly dangerous. Right before the band was going to take the stage to perform their most popular song, the King made them promise to change the words of his song so it wouldn’t offend the grown-ups. Jim just nodded, promising he would, but someone paying closer attention would have seen the dangerous glint in his eyes. The band took the stage and began playing. As they came to the chorus, Jim walked towards the front of the stage and belted out the lyrics he had promised to change. The king was outraged, but couldn’t stop the concert in the middle of the song. When it came time for the king to interview the band after their performance, his rage was barely concealed. The king vowed that Jim and his band would never again perform at one of his concerts, but the damage was already done. That night children who had never heard of The Lizard King were enchanted by his music and his disregard for the grown-ups, and they were carried away into the paradise of earthly delights described in his songs.
Northrop Frye argues that all literature is displaced myth, and within class discussions this theory has actually been expanded to encompass not just literature, but in fact all life. The idea that all lives are constructed out of fragments of fantastic myths and archetypes of literature seems incredible since most of life is fairly insignificant moments of tying shoes, brushing teeth, and breathing. Nonetheless, there are examples of lives that follow a similar trajectory to traditional myth. The preceding paragraphs illustrate two tales, one ostensibly fiction and the other ostensibly fact. The first story is the traditional Pied Piper tale while the second is a thinly veiled description of The Doors first, and only, appearance on The Ed Sullivan Show. Jim Morrison’s life followed the myth of the Pied Piper, but his signature is so significant that it actually creates its own Lizard King myth.
“The Pied Piper of Hamlin” is somewhat unusual as far as fairy tales are concerned because there are specific dates and locations associated with the tale. The piper apparently appeared in the small town of Hameln on June 26, 1284 and marched of with 130 of the town’s children, but where the children went and what happened to them is still completely unknown. “The oldest remaining source is a note in Latin prose, written down 150 years later (1430-1450) as an addition to a 14th century manuscript from Lüneburg,” but this source merely affirms that something happened in 1824 with 130 local children (Kuhn). Traditional versions of the Piper’s tale usually end with the children disappearing, moving to Transylvania, or being spirited off to heaven. The rat catcher theme was added roughly 200 to 300 years later and was absorbed from numerous European rat catcher myths. It’s possible the children were victims of the plague, a children’s crusade, or a mass migration by a number of citizens, “children of Hamlin,” to Transylvania. However, if the story had absolutely no basis in the historical tradition it would be an equally valuable story. The Piper’s message is a warning, not to children like most fairy tales, but to adults. The importance of honoring responsibilities is paramount in this text and suggests that if the parent does not they will lose their most valuable asset: their children.
Morrison mirrors the Piper in the creation of hypnotic music that entrances the young. Morrison accomplished this by creating songs with lyrics about passion, sex, drug use, and general carousing. Morrison also wrote and preformed in defiance of authority figures throughout the US and abroad, perhaps most notably in the performance that ended in an arrest for public indecency. Morrison’s wild antics and blatantly anti-establishment performances led many authority figures to label him a public menace. He inspired fear in parents who saw their children as slipping out of their control. As active drug users and advocates, The Doors created an environment of escapism that mirrors The Piper’s ability to transport the children to paradise. The Doors’ Sullivan experience presented them to an entire group of listeners who had not previously been exposed to their music and, like the Piper leading the children out of town, was a direct defiance of the authority figures. Ed Sullivan’s attempt at controlling the unpredictable and obstinate Morrison is a good match for the mayor trying to control The Piper and proved to be equally fruitless.
There are numerous parallels between The Piper and The Lizard King, but the most important thing to remember is that Morrison is a modern signature on a tale that is nearly a thousand years old. A thousand years from now The Lizard King may be an equally appropriate character with which to discuss the obligation a parent has to preserving decency and protecting their children from hedonistic figures. There is a tendency to regard myth-making as a historical procedure. Yes, Jim Morrison is a Pied Piper figure but there are poets and musicians today who are being referred to as Jim Morrison figures. The Morrison signature on the Pied Piper tale is now a myth for other artists to emulate. Jim Morrison’s saga has become the archetype for the ultimate rock god. It’s the new American dream to be a charismatic musician, to build up a massive public following, to change the musical landscape, and then to burn out spectacularly. Just as Morrison’s life was a signature on the Pied Piper, the life of Shannon Hoon, Brad Nowell, or Hillel Slovak become a kind of signature for The Lizard King. All life is displaced myth, and life is constantly creating new myths to displace.

Copyright 2004, Allison Bailey

Thursday, December 02, 2004

Paper ideas...

I emailed Dr. Sexson on my topic for my paper: The musical cult figure as seen in The PIed Piper of Hamlin and The Beatles, but I'm really just not that tied to it... I've been thinking that if I am to do this topic, I'll have to change the band to The Doors, but I'm more interested in doing a structuralist reading of Howard Pyle's "Golden Hair and The Great Black Raven" which is basically fairy tale melange. Bits and pieces from EVERYWHERE. The author even refers to going up into Time's attic and finding bits and pieces no one was using, particularly the "Wonder Clock" of te volume's title. Or as Terry Pratchett states of the Indo-European turtle/elephant world foundations he found, "languishing in the woodpile of myth for centuries. It was a simple thing to grab it and run before the alarms went off." I like the idea that an excellent fairy tale, completely original in as much as ANY fairy tale is completely original, can be made up of random cuts off the fairy tale carcas. The only really necessary parts are the "once upon a time" and the "happily ever after". Almost any sequence of events will do for the in between.

Monday, November 22, 2004

Barbie, The Fairy Tale, and Socio-Economic Class Division

I like cartoons, so I'm frequently inundated with ads for toys and sugary breakfast cereals under the assumption that I'm a five year old. Recently I have been seeing a lot of ads for the new Barbie Princess and the Pauper dolls.
In addition to the dvds, talking cats, and various playsets to be truly outfited you must buy two dolls, the Princess and the Pauper (true, a construction of Twain's but certainly fits nicely into the fairy tale canon). The dolls are supposed to be identical twins, but since all barbie dolls are made from pretty much the same mold, that could be said of any two Barbie dolls. The Princess is a blonde, the Pauper a brunette. They both wear beautiful dresses, though the Pauper's features slightly less sparkles.
Both of these dolls are programmed to play a song: The Princess' song is about living her dreams and the Pauper's is about finding her true love. I find it interesting that the Princess is provided the freedom to sing about living her dreams, no doubt because of her privileged economic status. The Pauper dreams about finding a husband to secure that same economic security. Even in our supposedly more feminist society the rich blonde doll always beats the poor brunette doll.

Monday, November 08, 2004


Arthur Rackham's rendition of "The Man In The Wilderness". Still a clever little girl, but a rather sylvan/gnomish looking Man...

The Man In The Wilderness

Since we were talking about nursery rhymes and the primer, I thought I'd share my favorite:

THE MAN IN THE WILDERNESS

The man in the wilderness
Asked me
How many strawberries
Grew in the sea
I answered him
As I thought good
As many red herrings
Grew in the wood

In my copy of Mother Goose, the illustration showed a little girl, so she was a SMART little girl. My parents often did not punish me for talking back, because I would say things which cut my parents as both true and painfully funny. I just had to know where the line was and make sure not to cross it. Add to that a pre-adolescent passion for the sea which has not yet ebbed (get it? I'm so funny) and you have my favorite nursery rhyme! (This illustration was by Arthur Rackham and not the one in my version... The Man in the Wilderness was more like the Shaggy Man from the Oz series... All covered in tatters but still human looking.)


Wednesday, November 03, 2004

Tyler's Displaced Fairy Tale

I chose Tyler's displaced fairytale for further study. His story tells of a young narcotics officer who meets up with the bust of a lifetime on his second day of work. I saw shades of The Magic Fish - When arrested, the first dealer promises him a reward for letting him go; The Three Little Pigs - The narcotics officer visists each of the dealers and threatens them; and most obviously The Billy Goats Gruff- each dealer promises him a sweeter career coup if he'll just leave them alone and go for their boss.
The narcotics officer parallels the position of the Wolf in the Three Little Pigs and the Troll in the Billy Goats Gruff. Although he is ostensibly the hero, he suffers from the greatest fariytale curse of all: hubris.
The story is also built around the classic 3 event set-up, the same number of pigs and goats incidentally. Here, run-ins with the smallest drug dealer, the middle drug dealer, and the big drug dealer.
The signature on this piece was the inversion of the hero/villian relationship. The hero took the role of the villian in the classic fairytales. Also, here the "troll" pursues the goats, rather than the goats infringing on the troll's territory- conflating the story even further with The Three Little Pigs. And in classical fairy tale style, the young detective is heard of no more.

Tuesday, October 26, 2004

The Primer

I suppose I knew that all literature could be traced back to sacred texts, but I had never really considered the progression from one to the other. The connection between the Book of Hours and the Primer was not one I had ever made or been told about. My mother is a church goer and a fairly devout person, although her focus is on works rather than prayer. On the other hand, my father is an atheist. They respect each other's beliefs and there was never a religious quarrel between them, but I think they compromised by teaching "salvation" through reading literature- secular or otherwise. So I suppose literature is a kind of religion for us, one that ties my family together far more extensively than any codified religion.

Monday, October 18, 2004


Isn't this a pretty picture... I didn't see the fairy, but I did see the water fall if you want to see it in color check out my other, personal blog. (in voice of Shake N' Bake girl) I made it myself!

My displaced fairy tale, enjoy!

I know I'm being paranoid, not too mention presumptuous, that any one would bother to abscond with my fairy tale, but I'm gonna take it down anyway. Besides most of you got an emailed copy anyway. Thanks :)