Levon Helm (1940–2012)
Author of This Wheel's on Fire: Levon Helm and the Story of the Band
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Image credit: Jaime Martorano, September 26, 2004
Works by Levon Helm
Associated Works
The Dollmaker [1984 TV movie] — Actor — 2 copies
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Common Knowledge
- Canonical name
- Helm, Levon
- Legal name
- Helm, Mark Lavon
- Birthdate
- 1940-05-26
- Date of death
- 2012-04-19
- Gender
- male
- Occupations
- musician
drummer
vocalist - Relationships
- The Band (band)
- Nationality
- USA
- Places of residence
- Woodstock, New York, USA
Turky Scratch, Arkansas, USA
Toronto, Ontario, Canada - Associated Place (for map)
- USA
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A couple of things led me to pick up this 1998 memoir of Levon Helm. I happened upon a vinyl copy of THE LAST WALTZ in a record store, gave it some listening time, and read about it on Wikipedia. I learned there that Helm was adamantly against breaking up The Band and putting on the big Last Waltz shindig. Robbie Robertson said he was starting to feel that all the touring was "unhealthy", leading Helm to retort, "I ain't in this for my health! I'm a musician!" This memorable line was later show more used as a documentary title: "I Ain't In It for My Health: A Film about Levon Helm."
The Wikipedia entry referenced the book, leading me to think I should search around for it. The second thing motivating me was a Bob Dylan subreddit conversation. Someone was musing about why Dylan deliberately disappeared from the scene in 1966, and a response came along the lines of, well, it was horrible, the fame, the mobs, the pressure, and then people booing you on stage - "Levon Helm even quit to go work on an oil rig, it was so bad." I said, wha! I had remembered from reading Robertson's memoir that Helm quit because he didn't like the musical direction, never liked being Dylan's backup band, felt (not wrongly) that it had nothing to do with the American roots music the Band came together to make.
So, Helm's side of the story: yes, he quit, and among other things, worked on an oil rig during his hiatus. He said it was awful and dangerous work, and that once he saw someone get killed, he took his very ample paycheck and quit. But it seems he quit (the music scene) mostly because he was just tired of getting booed all the time - this was the big Dylan Goes Electric period, when for some reason people would pay money to go see Bob Dylan, who they knew was playing with a band, and then boo him when he played electric. Helm had been used to being in a super-tight cracker-jack bar band that got everyone up dancing, not booing, and he basically just wasn't into this scene.
Helm was the only American member of The Band, from a cotton farming family in Arkansas. His is the voice that comes at you in all those songs. He's the drummer on some songs, but he's a multi-instrumentalist, like all his Bandmates (simply amazing the number of instruments they all played).
It's a wonderful rock-and-roll memoir. Boy does he hate Robbie Robertson, though. The digs are just ruthless. Robertson and Helm had become best friends, just kids, at the Band's beginning. As per Helm here, the trouble started as he started noticing all the songs on their albums being credited to "Robertson", when he knew they were all collaborative efforts. He felt that Robertson and manager Albert Grossman had become too chummy, that Robertson was starting to feel himself to be like some kind of leader, and yadda yadda yadda. The Last Waltz was the Last Straw. Boy is he mean... Robertson with his kohl eyeliner and expensive haircut, waving his guitar neck around like he was leading everyone, in every single shot, while meanwhile his singing was so bad they had to keep his mike turned off. Oh, Snap!
Really sad how much substance abuse went down and how they couldn't keep things together. Then of course the tragedy of Richard Manuel's suicide. Maybe Bands this good aren't meant to last forever. show less
The Wikipedia entry referenced the book, leading me to think I should search around for it. The second thing motivating me was a Bob Dylan subreddit conversation. Someone was musing about why Dylan deliberately disappeared from the scene in 1966, and a response came along the lines of, well, it was horrible, the fame, the mobs, the pressure, and then people booing you on stage - "Levon Helm even quit to go work on an oil rig, it was so bad." I said, wha! I had remembered from reading Robertson's memoir that Helm quit because he didn't like the musical direction, never liked being Dylan's backup band, felt (not wrongly) that it had nothing to do with the American roots music the Band came together to make.
So, Helm's side of the story: yes, he quit, and among other things, worked on an oil rig during his hiatus. He said it was awful and dangerous work, and that once he saw someone get killed, he took his very ample paycheck and quit. But it seems he quit (the music scene) mostly because he was just tired of getting booed all the time - this was the big Dylan Goes Electric period, when for some reason people would pay money to go see Bob Dylan, who they knew was playing with a band, and then boo him when he played electric. Helm had been used to being in a super-tight cracker-jack bar band that got everyone up dancing, not booing, and he basically just wasn't into this scene.
Helm was the only American member of The Band, from a cotton farming family in Arkansas. His is the voice that comes at you in all those songs. He's the drummer on some songs, but he's a multi-instrumentalist, like all his Bandmates (simply amazing the number of instruments they all played).
It's a wonderful rock-and-roll memoir. Boy does he hate Robbie Robertson, though. The digs are just ruthless. Robertson and Helm had become best friends, just kids, at the Band's beginning. As per Helm here, the trouble started as he started noticing all the songs on their albums being credited to "Robertson", when he knew they were all collaborative efforts. He felt that Robertson and manager Albert Grossman had become too chummy, that Robertson was starting to feel himself to be like some kind of leader, and yadda yadda yadda. The Last Waltz was the Last Straw. Boy is he mean... Robertson with his kohl eyeliner and expensive haircut, waving his guitar neck around like he was leading everyone, in every single shot, while meanwhile his singing was so bad they had to keep his mike turned off. Oh, Snap!
Really sad how much substance abuse went down and how they couldn't keep things together. Then of course the tragedy of Richard Manuel's suicide. Maybe Bands this good aren't meant to last forever. show less
I love Levon Helm. His ability to sing and play drums at the same time just fascinates me to no end. The Band is also in my top five favourite bands of all time (duh) so I had to read this book.
I really enjoyed reading about Levon's life on the farm as a young boy. The stories about The Band early on were interesting. Overall it was an entertaining read. And there's pictures :-)
I really enjoyed reading about Levon's life on the farm as a young boy. The stories about The Band early on were interesting. Overall it was an entertaining read. And there's pictures :-)
Well written, entertaining. I didn't realize quite how old this was. Contemporaneous events are Clinton's inauguration and the R&R HoF hadn't been built yet. There were a lot of hard feelings expressed in here, and I'm not sure Levon is the innocent in all of it. Still, Robbie Robertson is made to be kind of an ass. Perhaps he was.
I really enjoyed this book, a nice look into what a band goes over the years. The only drawback was several times other people would state the way they remembered things and it got a little confusing on who I was hearing from. Levon Helm can be bitter about things without letting it overcome him and actually saying nice things about people he really didn't like, unusual to see someone this well grounded. Dylan Folks - a good bit of the material in the book will appeal to you.
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