Showing posts with label eminent domain. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eminent domain. Show all posts

Friday, April 1, 2011

Erasure -- Chavez Ravine

SO we've been talking about how one person's "beautification" or "gentrification" is another's eviction notice and life-altering nightmare. It can scar generations to come.

In light of that uneasy legacy, a few years back, musician, Ry Cooder, turned his attention to the lost L.A. neighborhood we've been talking about, Chavez Ravine.

Instead of re-animating the tangle of streets on a blank page, he tried to sort out a way to make the old neighborhood -- and the rich culture that grew up in it and around it -- bloom again in a series of songs. He went back to the source and found musicians -- bandleader, Don Tosti, Lalo Guerrero (the "father of Chicano Music") and Little Willie G. (of Thee Midniters) -- to not just share remembrances of the time, but to shape and shade the recording lending their voices, instruments and arrangements.

The result was an album, Chavez Ravine, that told the story of the now vanished neighborhood -- its neighborhood rituals, its people, its music, its struggles with the city father's and power brokers, the result of eminent domain -- and of course -- hundreds of families and their displacement and, ultimately, the rise of Dodger Stadium.

Below you'll be able to listen to a couple of cuts from the project. They are bookends -- the first sketches the neighborhood as it was "Poor Man's Shangri-La" ; the second is told from the POV of a former-resident recalling where his family's house once stood "Third Base, Dodger Stadium"

This is storytelling, a study of voice. Songs take us places, the best songs do, because they articulate something specific that we can hang on to. Pay close attention to the specific details that gently place you in the moment -- a very specific time and place.








-- L.G.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Loyal to Lies

A Blue History

I AM a sports fanatic. Although partial to some sports more than others, give me the opportunity to go to any professional game and no matter what sport it is I’ll be there. I admit that my favorite teams range far outside L.A. county's vicinity but I'm still able to appreciate the loyalty of L.A. fans. The intense and competitive atmosphere takes focus away from racial bias or hatred and challenges that energy toward the game. Notoriously known for its die-hard fans, the Dodgers stadium fills with people of all backgrounds coming together and cheering on their team. Encouraging as it may be, this sense of camaraderie came with a cost.

Before the massive stadium was built, there was a community of around 300 families living in that area previously known as Chavez Ravine. Due to industrial purposes they were forced to move out of their homes under the impression that they would soon be able to return after reconstruction. However, the proposed project fell through and a decision was made to build the Dodger’s stadium instead. Devastated, the people of Chavez Ravine would never be able to resume the peaceful lives they once lived and were reminded daily of the cause of their displacement. A former inhabitant of Chavez Ravine said that going to a game was like “dancing on a grave,” and she could not stand it.

It’s interesting that out of the thousands of Dodgers fans that go to every single game or buy season tickets, very few of them know the history of the stadium's construction and the lives it affected. The sad thing is that if more people knew it still probably wouldn’t make a difference. There's nothing that can be done about it now so it’s not something anybody wants on their conscience. However, I choose to make a silent statement for the families of Chavez Ravine that were forced out of their homes without any place to go. I love sports, and I love going to all competitive games, but I won't step foot again in the Dodgers stadium out of respect for the families whose stories are untold. From now on I will not have a conversation about the Dodgers without sharing the “random fact” that has changed my attitude toward the importance of all sporting events. It may bring people together, which I recognize and appreciate, but a steady community was destroyed in order to create a temporary community that only comes together a couple hours a week. I have to ask myself, where’s the loyalty in that?

---- J.Garcia

caption: "A Blue History"
photo credit: Amanda Yepiz via Flickr creative commons