Image of Ye Olde Rose & Crown Theatre Pub copied from Google Maps
Ye Olde Rose & Crown, one of London's finest olde pubs, stands at 53 Hoe Street. The Walthamstow Folk Club operates out of the pub's back room/theatre on Sunday evenings. On one of those evenings the London roots musician Simon Prager (who finds inspiration in the music of the Rev. Gary Davis) took the stage. A song from that night was - you guessed it - a stirring rendition of "St. James Infirmary."
(You might have to double-click on the image to view in its intended perspective.)
Woody Guthrie's song, "This Land is Your Land,"
has been making the news lately. A class action lawsuit is hoping to bring the
song into the public domain.
Guthrie published the song in 1945 (although he wrote it five years earlier). At that time copyright extended for 28 years beyond the date of publication,
after which it could be re-registered for a further 28 years. Guthrie did
not renew the copyright, and so it should have entered the public domain in
1973. A publishing company, though, registered the song as a new creation in 1956 (eleven years after Guthrie published the song) and renewed it in 1984 -
by which time the length of copyright had been extended considerably. Clearly (as with
Irving Mills and "St. James Infirmary"), they had no right to ownership of the
song.
Guthrie based his melody on earlier songs.
An old turn of the 20th century Baptist hymn called
"Oh My Loving Brother":
Which The Carter Family used for their song "Little
Darling Pal of Mine," recorded in 1928:
And again for "When the World's on Fire," recorded in 1930:
In this context it is interesting that - as I
discuss in "I Went Down to St. James Infirmary" - song publisher
Ralph Peer asked the Carters to modify the traditional songs they heard in
their native Appalachia in such a way as to allow the songs to move from the
public domain into copyrightable material. Peer then assumed the copyright for his publishing
company, and kept the Carters loyal to him by assigning them a portion of the royalties (which was a
better deal than most publishers were offering at the time). Some writers,
such as Barry Mazor in his important (if hagiographic) 2015 biography
"Ralph Peer and the Making of Popular Roots Music," (Chicago Review
Press - with a co-copyright credit to Peer's publishing company Southern Music) assert that this is just good business. The reasoning goes that it is the business of song
publishing, and the profits that flow from it, that allow these songs to
survive and enter public consciousness. In this way capitalism is good for our
commonality and for cultural well-being. More idealistic assertions
suggest that song ownership should always reside with the writer, that simply
because you have more money does not give you the right to profit excessively from somebody
else's work; publishing revenue should be enough. Simply because there is a common practice does not make it a right practice.