WWTFUS: my god, my god, my god he was something

This may be the only one, or maybe one in only a teeny tiny handful, of any virgo-type posts anywhere with a sports tag. Even so, it’s actually a music post. A music post inspired by a television show at that. All of it inspired, in part, by Muhammad Ali.

So, theMad Men recap is Adrastos’ gig and I won’t tread there but I do have to glance off it a bit because this meditation washed up in the wake of this week’s amazing episode, as I kept flashing back to my very first memories of Ali.

Much like JFK was my “first” president, Ali was my first athlete, the representation of the role that first broke into my child consciousness, via talk around the supper table, newscasts, the playground.
The early sixties was a speedy, jumbled-up, complicated time to be a nascent little sprout sucking up American culture like water. Ali looms large in my recall of that experience, in some of my earliest conceptions about racism, religion, wealth, politics, war.
More than anything else though, I remember being astounded – who wasn’t? – just watching him move. Tuning into the iconic signal burst of that outrageous power, the grace and speed of it simply displaced the static of the cultural noise surrounding the man.

Appropriately enough then, today’s WWTFUS is a two-fisted offering. Two of my favorite songs by two of my favorite bands that capture that same instant in those hard times for the man not yet Ali. The young man still, but just barely still, Cassius Clay. In the first, Original Air-Blue Gown by the
Mountain Goats, boxer is metaphor:

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Next, and no doubt somewhat improbably to anyone not familiar with the genius of Catherine Irwin, Freakwater’s Louisville Lip, about the legendary moment when Clay/Ali threw his Olympic gold into the Ohio River:

3 thoughts on “WWTFUS: my god, my god, my god he was something

  1. MichaelF says:

    Great songs, great video. Was too young to witness Ali in his prime (I first remember hearing his name at or around the time of the first Frazier fight), but remember reading stories about his fights with Liston, as well as seeing the famous photo of him standing over Sonny during the rematch.
    I also recall the Esquire magazine cover with Ali as St. Sebastian. My dad was a bit of a packrat, and saved copies of Esquire…and Life. Too bad we didn’t keep them — I assume they were thrown away prior to moving or rotted in the garage here in Loosiana.

  2. pansypoo says:

    i have only seen 1 fight. the FREE tyson fight he finally lost. i looked at the stats in the paper and thought he’s gonna lose. i should watch it. seen a few bits pre internets.

  3. Hi,
    That’s really good..I like this video too and I would like to say thanks for sharing this video song.

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