The Songlines: Bruce Chatwin

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Being in Brixton gives a special resonance: it will not feel like “working with the motherland”, she says. “So I get to avoid a little bit that colonial thing, if you know what I mean. I’m not going there to work with England so to speak – I’m going there to work with people I relate to and who have maybe experienced the same oppressive histories.” It is a tense and epic narrative, which is as complex and exciting as Greek mythology. As the Seven Sisters leave Roeburn, they are pursued by an evil shape-shifting spirit called Wati Nyiru or Yurlu, who drives the sisters east across the land and into the night sky - where they become the Pleiades star cluster. The songline crosses three deserts in an epic story that is also one of the oldest ever told in this country.

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This was really the heart of the book and what I wanted and expected from the book, being called The Songlines. My auntie lives in Australia and my father and brother have been out to stay with her and I have not. When the current pandemic is finally over (a distant concept), I am hoping to finally fly the twenty-four hours to stay with her and do some exploring of my own. In some cases, a songline has a particular direction, and walking the wrong way along a songline may be a sacrilegious act (e.g. climbing up Uluru where the correct direction is down). Aboriginal people regard all land as sacred, and the songs must be continually sung to keep the land "alive". [ citation needed] Their " connection to country" describes a strong and complex relationship with the land of their ancestors, or " mob". [6] Aboriginal identity often links to their language groups and traditional country of their ancestors. [7] Songlines not only map routes across the continent and pass on culture, but also express connectedness to country. [8] Watson, Helen; David Wade Chambers (1989), Singing the Land, Signing the Land: A Portfolio of Exhibits, Deakin University Press, ISBN 978-0-7300-0696-1 By singing the world into existence, the Ancestors had been poets in the original sense of 'poesis', meaning 'creation'... The stories of the Songlines are part of the culture and spirituality of these mobs. They've been kept secret over long periods of time (tens of thousands of years), they may only be passed on to other members of the mob when they undergo formal initiation ceremonies, and the punishment for disclosing them to other mobs or strangers is often the death penalty.La “mappa” di Ipolera Herman Malbunka, l’ultimo erede del Gatto Selvatico e dell’Uccello dello Spinifex, custode del loro Sogno, del mito fondatore della storia della sua gente - nelle sue terre. Michael Walling, from Origins, invited Lloyd after hearing her perform a song written by her grandfather, Albie Geia, who led a 1957 strike (also misrepresented as a riot) on Palm Island in far-north Queensland. Palm Island has a dark history as a place to which Indigenous Queenslanders – including stolen children and those who committed the most minor offences – were banished. They worked and lived in terrible conditions, their wages often withheld. Scaling these intellectual monuments, even tracing their outlines, is almost impossible. Songlines are not just sung poems. They are also legal documents, genealogical records, maps and the legends of maps, documentations of flora and fauna, systems of navigation, religious rites, spells, history books, memory palaces, and endless other combinations of ceremony, knowledge and philosophy that cannot be readily analogised into another culture. Anthropologists have dedicated their lives to obtaining only the most peripheral glimpses of them. Some have resisted further insights, knowing they are bought through a system of law, obligation and initiation that is not entered into lightly. Compared to the accumulation and expanse of millennia of living traditions, writing itself can seem like an almost futile explanatory tool. And Chatwin had only a few weeks. but this text remains valuable for the unique perspective Chatwin takes of the world and its nomads. Chatwin is marvellously travelled, and he cites with brilliant ease his experiences in Niger, Timbuktu, Mauritania, Iran, and, of course, Australia. importantly he takes on an empathic view and not an Orientalist one. so we are delivered an understanding of the various nomadic cultures of the world - instead of tiresome judgments - and a much deepened understanding of the cultures and beliefs of the various Aboriginal peoples of Australia. one understands why Polo's voyage writings were so popular in their day: short of being able to travel oneself, vicarious travel is an excellent road to understanding.

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Do you by any chance,” I asked in the old secondhand bookstore, “have any books about Aboriginal ceremonial song?” Perhaps somewhere else that question would have sounded innocent, but not in Alice, and the woman looked at me for a long time before saying, “What, for 59 cents?” She had a hard, ironic tone, and a bandage on her arm, and right away we could both stop pretending. We were talking about TGH Strehlow’s Songs of Central Australia. A unique facet of songlines lies in their role as cultural passports, denoting respect and recognition for specific regions and their inhabitants when the songs are sung in the appropriate languages. This intricate network of songlines interconnects neighboring groups, fostering social interactions based on shared beliefs and obligations. The perpetuation of songlines through generations sustains a spiritual connection to the land, underscoring the concept of "connection to country," wherein the intricate relationship between individuals and their ancestral lands forms a cornerstone of Aboriginal identity and cultural preservation.

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Dr Lynne Kelly, author of The Memory Code (2016), talks about Aboriginal songlines and how oral (non-literate) cultures around the world embedded vast amounts of knowledge and information into the landscape to act as a memory aid. No ordinary book ever issues from Bruce Chatwin. Each bears the imprint of a dazzingly original mind. Homage, more than description, would convey the essence of the songlines, and the vehicle for this homage would be fiction. The Songlines was a novel, Chatwin insisted– he asked that it be removed from prestigious nonfiction writing awards on this basis– although based on real events. Fiction would give him the freedom to get things wrong. Instead of an attempt at the unscalable Aboriginal originals, he could compose his own songline, drawing from his old notebooks. Here was an opportunity to exorcise his failed “nomads” book, and expound on the theory that they were the “crankhandle of history”. The staff were using the collection to map the songlines on Google Earth. It was painstaking, and Angeles showed me the results so far, careful not to reveal anything age-graded. The work was incomplete, but you could already see it was not, as Chatwin described, “a spaghetti of Iliads and Odysseys, writhing this way and that”.

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May 16, 1984: Chatwin poses for a photo while on a book tour in Paris. Photograph by Ulf Andersen, Getty Images Couldn’t you have experiences like that without walking? Why is walking so important to you as your mode of travel? There is little more I want to cover in this review. Up until the narrative was interrupted, I was five stars into this book. Having to skip through looking to clean up the last crumbs of the story lost it a star. It felt experimental - if it was, it was a failure for me. This was despite some of the tidbits being interesting - they just didn't fit in the location they were inserted. I think what I enjoyed most about this book – and I did enjoy it, a lot – was its strange, shifting form. A messy mille-feuille of travel literature, anthropology, fiction and diaries, it makes only minimal attempts to blend these aspects together, simply reeling off great sections of them each in turn. It begins in Alice Springs with Chatwin embarking on a quest to understand Aboriginal songlines, detours into stretches of memoir from his earlier travels, and finally breaks down completely into scattered notes and extracts from his journals. Many similar items have been rediscovered, including spears taken by Cook from Kamay (Botany Bay) in 1770 and an emu-feather skirt bound with wire, taken from Victoria in 1836 and now at Ulster Museum in Belfast. It would be no great surprise if their current whereabouts raised questions about ownership and the repatriation of cultural property. The magic of The Songlines lies for me today in the central section, which records what Chatwin observed on February 8, 9, and 10 in 1982 with Toly Sawenko in Ti-Tree, Stirling, and Osborne Bore. The account is precise, understated, beautifully written, and, in an important sense, truthful. Someone as mythically inclined as Chatwin must have been tempted to portray Aborigines either as tragic victims or noble savages. But in his first glimpse of an Aboriginal settlement, he immediately shows us that he is better than that—much better than that. This is not an idyllic grove:As I was reading this work, I couldn't help but feel that it was at once both beautiful and transgressive. Very simply, in my probably fractured understanding, the island itself is, or is topped, by a giant squid or octopus with tentacles running down to the sea. People belonged to each triangulated area between the tentacles, or as Europeans would say, each area belonged to someone. The storytelling and anecdotes are most entertaining for anyone interested in this side of Australian history and life. It fascinates me how much has changed in the last few generations of the families of Aboriginal friends and how much is so rapidly being lost, in spite of some real efforts to keep the knowledge alive. By this standard, Chatwin was a true naturalist, and his book a work of true naturalism. The same can be said for our indigenous peoples. I hope they gain a Voice and that we listen to it. We have much to learn from them. Relationships to country: Aboriginal people and Torres Strait Islander people (PDF) (Report). Res005 [Indigenous Perspectives]. Queensland Studies Authority. March 2008 . Retrieved 9 July 2021.

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En mi panteón personal de escritores, Bruce Chatwin compite rabiosamente por el preciado título de “el hombre más interesante del mundo”. Su rival, por cierto, es Leigh Fermor. In this extraordinary book, Bruce Chatwin has adapted a literary form common until the eighteenth century though rare in ours; a story of ideas in which two companions, traveling and talking together, explore the hopes and dreams that animate both them and the people they encounter. Set in almost uninhabitable regions of Central Australia, The Songlines asks and tries to answer these questions: Why is man the most restless, dissatisfied of animals? Why do wandering people conceive the world as perfect whereas sedentary ones always try to change it? Why have the great teachers—Christ or the Buddha—recommended the Road as the way. to salvation? Do we agree with Pascal that all man's troubles stem from his inability to sit quietly in a room? Dal caos primordiale gli antenati transitarono al tempo della Creazione percorrendo queste strade invisibili, cantando gli elementi e ogni luogo: il nome di ogni roccia, pianta, animale nel quale s’imbattevano. The mystery was how a man of Tribe A, living up one end of a Songline, could hear a few bars sung by Tribe Q and, without knowing a word of Q’s language, would know exactly what land was being sung. . .Bruce Chatwin (since deceased) purported to respect this tradition and context, yet he nevertheless went on to reveal the meaning of Songlines, if primarily from an anthropological and literary point of view. It is an imperfect book, and the fete surrounding its publication has moved on, but The Songlines did force the white world to gauge the depth of Indigenous culture. And it is partly imperfect because Chatwin too was overwhelmed by his subject. As he tried to make sense of what he had seen in Alice Springs and its surrounds over a total of nine weeks in the early 1980s, he wrote that songlines were on “such a colossal scale, intellectually, that they make the Pyramids seem like sand castles. But how to write about them– without spending 20 years here?” Michael saw my show and heard the song,” she recalls. “He said it reminded him of the Brixton ‘riots’. Both events were labelled as riots as a way to exaggerate their supposed threat. But people were protesting for their human rights. So this gives the locals an opportunity to tell their version, through music, of what happened, as opposed to the newspapers and police labelling it rioting.”