Levon Helm documentary "Ain't In It For My Health" - commentary by Ricki C.

Apropos of that new Robbie Roberston-centric documentary about The Band that’s currently making the rounds…….

This story originally ran in 2015. Don’t show up for the movie.

January’s presentation for the Reelin’ & Rockin’ at the Gateway series   – hosted by Brian Phillips & Colin Gawel – will be the Levon Helm documentary “Ain’t In It For My Health.”  Showtime is Wednesday, Jan. 21 at 8 pm, preceded by a 7 pm happy hour at the Gateway Film Center, 1550 N. High Street.  Admission is $5, proceeds benefitting 102.5 For The Kids.

There are only a limited number of ways to grow old in rock & roll.

There are lots of ways to die young in rock & roll: drug overdoses, airplane crashes, jealous husbands/wives, drug overdoses, accidental drowning, suicide, drug overdoses.  Did I mention drug overdoses?  From Buddy Holly to Jimi Hendrix to Kurt Cobain to Jeff Buckley, the adage “Die young and leave a pretty corpse” pretty much sums up the rock & roll ideal.

But growing old in rock & roll, that’s a different story: maybe you’re lucky and you’re Bruce Springsteen and you hold onto not only your hair AND your money, but your artistic integrity, too.  Or maybe you’re lucky like Pete Townshend of The Who and you get to spend your later years selling your ass to the highest bidder on endless “farewell” tours and CSI franchise theme songs.  Or maybe you’re not so lucky and you wind up as two-fifths or three-fifths of some mid-level 70’s band – say, Blue Oyster Cult, Foreigner or Kansas – dragging your ass around America playing the Hollywood Casino, Wing Zings, county fairs or Picnic With The Pops.

The subject of this week’s film – Levon Helm – falls somewhere in the middle of that growing old in rock & roll equation.   

“Ain’t In It For My Health” was filmed between 2007 and 2010, but not widely released until 2013, owing to various legal hassles.  (Parenthetically, I choose to believe these legal hassles probably pertained to Band member – and main songwriter – Robbie Robertson refusing permission for filmmaker Jacob Hatley to use The Band’s music in the movie.  I suppose I could have googled the reasons – or whatever you kids do nowadays – but I didn’t, so look it up yourself.)

Levon Helm died in the interim – of a recurrence of the cancer he battles in the film – on April 19th, 2012.  He was a road musician to the end.  One of his last shows was just north of us – in Ann Arbor, Michigan, March 19th, 2012 – exactly one month before he died.

There are only a limited number of ways to grow old in rock & roll.

Richard Manuel – piano player and one of three lead singers in The Band, alongside Helm and Rick Danko – died in 1986, at age 42, hanging himself from a motel shower rod after a gig in Florida.  Bass player and vocalist extraordinaire Rick Danko died in 1999, at 56, of heart failure: heart failure brought on by, in my humble opinion, decades of drugs, alcohol and road food.  Levon Helm soldiered on, making two of his best records – Dirt Farmer and Electric Dirt – decades after Robbie Robertson unilaterally ended The Band’s career with 1976’s “The Last Waltz.”  (At the moment I am typing this sentence Robertson is probably sunning himself at his Southern California manse, rubbing shoulders with Martin Scorsese and living off his songwriting royalties, royalties from the tunes Manuel, Danko and Helm gave voice to.)    

I’ve seen a lot of rock & roll movies since “A Hard Day’s Night” in 1964.  Some have been great, most are thoroughly mediocre.  This film – chronicling the final two of Levon Helm’s 71 years on the planet, roughly 55 of those years as a road musician and rock & roller – is absolutely one of my top five of the last 10 years.

And the opening shot – of a tour bus idling in pre-dawn darkness outside a Holiday Inn, ready to take Levon Helm and his band down another road to another gig – is worth the price of admission all by itself.  – Ricki C. / January 15th, 2015

A documentary on Levon Helm, a founding member of The Band, at home in Woodstock in the midst of creating his first studio album in 25 years.

By the way, I saw The Band when they were still called the Hawks, backing Bob Dylan on his first electric tour, at Vet's Memorial, November 19th, 1965, when I was in the eighth grade.  For a full accounting of that show, check out Bob Dylan & The Hawks on my old blog, Growing Old With Rock & Roll.  As stated in that piece, I either saw Levon Helm or Bobby Gregg playing drums that night - different Dylanologist books tell me different stories.  Myself, I have no idea, I was an eighth-grader that night, for Chrissakes.  All I know is, all of The Hawks - except for Robbie Robertson - had hair that was much too short by the prevailing rock & roll standards of the day.

And, all I know is, those six guys were BLAZING.  

No Surrender in Luton: Blinded By The Light movie review - by Brian “Clash” Griffin

I just came home from an advanced screening of the new movie “Blinded by the Light” and I am overcome & reeling.  If you seen the trailer (you can watch it below) you know the story is about a 16-year old Pakistani Muslim named Javed Kahn whose life is changed by the music and lyrics of Bruce Springsteen. The actual movie covers that premise and so much more. It is a feat of incredible storytelling and its impact will stay with you long after you leave the theater.  

The film (directed by Gurinder Chadha and inspired by the memoir Greetings From Bury Park by journalist Sarfraz Manzoor) is set in the dead end town of Luton, England in 1987. Our protagonist, “Sad” Javed is living with his family, who immigrated to England from Pakistan years before.  He writes, chronicling his daily activities in diaries and writing poetry that no one will see. He feels trapped by his very traditional family, having to give all the money he earns at work to his father.  He doesn’t have a girlfriend. Javed seems lost and alone, but he has dreams of being a writer and wanting to do SOMETHING with his life.

Javed starts attending a new school, where he literally bumps into a person who introduces him to “The Boss of us all.”  That “Boss” is, of course, the music of Bruce Springsteen. The scene, where Javed pops his “Bruce cherry” is both revelatory and striking in vision and scope.  It perfectly captures the instant where Javed feels, for the first time in his life, that someone truly understands him and all he has endured. The image of Bruce’s lyrics surrounding and encompassing Javed as he listens to them is wondrous, depicting the power Springsteen’s music has to pull someone out of the utter depths of despair and give them hope to carry on.  I personally have relived this scene countless times throughout my life, with music ranging from Bruce Springsteen to Joe Strummer to Phil Ochs.

From that moment on, Javed becomes inspired.  He covers his room with posters of Bruce. He shares his poetry with his writing instructor, who believes he has great potential.  He now has the courage to ask a girl on a date and he finally starts to stand up against his father’s strict rules. He also makes a stand against the blatant racism that he, his family, and friends experience from the local National Front Neo-Nazis.  The undercurrent of racism is present throughout the movie’s run-time, ready to erupt at a moment’s notice, sadly mirroring the current situation we find ourselves in.

The film takes the viewer on a wild ride of emotions. Though billed as a “quirky comedy,” it does not shy away from real world issues (such as the above-mentioned Neo-Nazis, family pressures, loneliness & more), but these moments are intertwined with scenes of humor and pure joy. The scene where Javed, with his best friend and fellow Bruce fanatic Roops take over the school’s radio station, barring the door and blasting “Born to Run” is a pure act of Rock-n-Roll rebellion.  The film soars with amazing sequences where the cast breaks into song and dance, transforming into a Bollywood-like musical. It is a lot to take in.

I could go on and on, but a written review doesn’t do this movie justice.  At its pure heart, “Blinded by the Light” is a story about salvation.  Personal salvation through music. It is to be SEEN and HEARD!

And you will not find a film with a better soundtrack! 

Blinded by the Light Movie Trailer

Blinded By The Light - Official Trailer - In Theaters Friday Facebook.com/BlindedByTheLightMovie Instagram.com/BlindedByTheLightMovie Twitter.com/BBTLMovie From writer/director/producer Gurinder Chadha ("Bend It Like Beckham") comes the inspirational drama "Blinded by the Light," set to the music and lyrics of Bruce Springsteen's timeless songs.