by Arlo
Wanna hear something? You know that never ate clams. They didn't have linguini! And so what was that clams was allowed to unmolested in the waters of America for millions of years. And they got big, and I talking about clams in general, I'm talking each clam! I mean each one was a of million years old or older. So imagine they have got bigger than this whole room. And when they get that big, God gives them little so they could walk around easier. And when they get feet, they get dangerous. I'm talking about dangerous. I ain't about sitting under the water waiting for you. I'm talking about after you.
Imagine being on one of them boats coming to discover America, like or something, standing at night on watch, everyone else is either drunk or asleep. And you're for America and the boat's going up and down. And you like it anyhow. But you gotta stand there and watch, for what. he knows, and he ain't watching. You the waves lapping against the of the ship. The moon is going the clouds. You hear the pitter patter of footprints on deck. IS THAT YOU KIDS? IT AIN'T. MY GOD. IT'S THIS GIANT CLAM!
Imagine those little feet coming on deck. A twice the of the ship. Feet first. You're standing there shivering with fear, you one of these. This is a belaying pin. used to have these stuck in the holes all around the ship ..you didn't what this is for; you probably had an idea, but you were wrong. They used to these stuck in the all along the sides of the ship. Everywhere. You wouldn't know what this is for you was that guy night.
I mean, grab this out of the hole, run on over there, BAM BAM on them feet! back into the ocean go a hurt, but not defeated, humungus giant clam. Ready to again when opportunity was better.
You not even the coastal villages was safe from them big clams. You them big clams had an inland range of about 15 miles. of that. I mean our early and the settlers built little houses all up and the coast you know. A little inland and stuff like that And they didn't have like we got now, with bathrooms and stuff. They built privies out back. And at night, maybe a kid would have to go, and he'd go out there in the moonlight. And all they'd hear for around... (loud clap/belch)....one kid for America. One more smiling, smurking, humungus clam.
So Americans built forts. Them forts. You know pictures of forts with the wooden points all around. You thought them points was for Indians. But that's stupid! 'Cause know about doors. But clams didn't. if a clam knew about a door, so what? A couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping up to a fort at night, put them on them points, jump back crying, coming out of them everywhere. But Americans couldn't live in forever. You couldn't just build one big around America. How would you go to the
So what they did was they formed of people. I mean they had groups of all up and down the coast form these little alliances. Like up it was call the Clamshell Alliance. And farther down is was called the Alliance. They had these Alliances all up and down the coast defending themselves these threatening monsters. humungus giant clams. And go out there, if there was maybe fifteen of them, they'd be singing songs in fifteen part harmony. And one part disappeared, that's how they knew the clam be.
Which is why Americans only sing in four part to very day. That proved to be too dangerous. See, what they did was they'd be singing these songs Clam Chanties, and have these big spears called clampoons. And they'd be walking up and down the beach and the they eventually devised where they'd this guy, the most strongest heavy duty true blue American, type they could find and they'd have him out there walking up and down the beach by himself other chicken hiding behind the sand dunes somewhere.
He'd be singing the verses. They'd be the chorus. And clams would 'em. And clams hate music. So clams come out of the water and they'd come after this one guy. And all see pretty soon was flying all over, the sand UPANDOWNTHEBEACHMANMANCLAMCLAMMANMANCLAM FINALLYTHEMANWOULD jump over a big dune, roll over the side, the clam come over the dune, fall in the hole and fourteen guys would come out and stab the shit out of him with clampoons.
That's the way it was. was one way to deal with them. The other way was to two clams together. l don't believe it. I'm losing it. Hey. What can you do. night to hell.
Hey, this was serious then. This was very serious. I mean these songs now are piddley folk songs. But then these songs were controversial. These was radical, almost revolutionary songs. times was different and was a threat to America. That's right. So we want to sing song tonight about the one last... You see what did was there was one man, he was one of men, his name will always be remembered, his was Reuben Clamzo, and he was one of the last great clam men there was. He stuck the last clam stab, the last clampoon into the clam that was ever seen on continent.
Knowing he be out of work in an hour. He did it anyway so that you and me go to the beach in relative safety. That's right. Made America for the likes of you and me. And so we this song in his memory. He went into whaling most of them guys did. And he got out of when he died. You know, clams was much dangerous than whales. Clams can run in the water, on the water or on the ground, and are so big sometimes they can jump and they can spread their kinda shells and kinda fly like one of them flying squirrels.
You could be there thinking that your perfectly safe and all of a WHOP....That's ' true...And so this is the song of guy by the name of Reuben Clamzo, and the song takes place right after he stabbed clam and the clam was, going through kinda death dance over on the side somewhere. The starts there and he into whaling and takes you through the I next...
I sing the part of the guy on the by himself. I go like "Poor old Reuben Clamzo" and you go "Clamzo Boys, Clamzo". That's the part of the fourteen chicken over on the other side. That's they used to sing. They'd be calling these clams out of the water. taunting them, fun of them. Clams would get real mad and come out.
Here we go. I want you to sing it in you ever have an occasion to join such an Alliance. You know of these Alliances are still around. Still America against things like them clams. If you ever to join one, now you have some historic background. So you know where guys are coming from. not just some 60's movement or something, these things go a long time.
Notice the distinction you're going to to make now the first and easy "Clamzo Boys Clamzo" and the more complicated "Clamzo Me Boys Clamzo". serious. Folk songs are serious. That's what Seeger told me. "Arlo I only want to you one thing...folk songs are serious". I said "right". do it in C for Clam... Iet's do it in B...for boy that's a big clam... s do it in G for Gee, I hope big clam don't see me. Let's do it in F...for he me. Let's do it back in A...for A clam is coming. Better get this song quick. The Story of Reuben Clamzo and His Strange in the Key of A.
1. Oh poor old Reuben (I) boys Clamzo Oh old Reuben Clamzo (II) Clamzo me Clamzo
2. Oh, was no sailor (Clamzo Clamzo) (Refrain I) So shipped him on a whaler (Clamzo me Clamzo) (Refrain II)
3. Because he was no (Ref. I) He not do his duty (Ref. II)
4. Because he was so (Ref. I) We him five and thirty (Ref. II)
5. Oh Reuben daughter (Ref. I) She her dad for mercy (Ref. II)
6 She brang him wine and (Ref. I) And a bit than she oughta (Ref. II)
7 Well he got his seaman's (Ref. I) He's a terror to the (Ref. II)
8.And he sails where 'er the whalefish (Ref I) As the hardest on the go (Ref. II)
9 Oh old Reuben Clamzo (Ref. I) Oh poor old Reuben (Ref. II)