Bound for Pulp
Alas, the Woody Guthrie industry unearths a novel.
Apr 15, 2013, Vol. 18, No. 29 • By MICHAEL WARREN
To many in our cultural elite, Woody Guthrie is an American saint. The legendary songwriter from Okfuskee County, Oklahoma, is introduced to every American child by way of his folk anthem “This Land Is Your Land.” But for gatekeepers of the arts, Guthrie is much more: All of his work—every song, every article, every poem—is good and honest and true, the gospel according to Woody. What other justification is there for the release of this deservedly long-lost novel? Completed in 1947 but only recently “rediscovered,” House of Earth is an incoherent polemic interspersed with erotic scenes and rambling descriptions of life in the Dust Bowl-stricken plains.
Its major themes, such as they can be discerned, are Guthrie’s brand of rustic left-wing politics and his obsession with replacing America’s wooden farmhouses with ones made of adobe. The characters are flat and uninteresting; the narrative plods along; the language is often indecipherable. Here’s how Guthrie describes Ella May, the wife of the novel’s hero, Tike Hamlin: “She seemed to be made out of the same stuff that movement itself is made of.”
The editors of House of Earth, historian Douglas Brinkley and actor Johnny Depp, say they found the manuscript in the archives of the University of Tulsa while working on an unrelated project for Rolling Stone.As they write in their lengthy introduction, Brinkley and Depp “grew determined to have House of Earth published properly by a New York house, as Guthrie surely would have wanted.” No doubt Guthrie, a lifelong left-wing/Communist agitator, would have liked to see his book described as a “direct appeal for world governments to help the hardest-hit victims of natural disasters create new and better lives for themselves.” And the focus of the main characters on building an adobe house to weather the harsh climate of the Dust Bowl seems, to Brinkley and Depp, to presage our contemporary infatuation with environmentally sustainable living: “It’s almost as if Guthrie had written House of Earth prophetically, with global warming in mind,” they write. Almost.
But why didn’t Guthrie publish House of Earth after finishing it? Brinkley and Depp provide some possible answers:
None of these impediments persists, of course—which probably says less about Guthrie’s misunderstood genius than it does about the trajectory of American literature since the era of William Faulkner, Robert Penn Warren, and Saul Bellow.
Woody Guthrie’s canonization began in 1944 when he recorded “This Land Is Your Land,” which helped establish him as America’s preeminent folk voice, even if folk music lacked mass appeal in the swing/big band era. Nor did it help that Guthrie’s song was written in direct response to Irving Berlin’s popular “God Bless America,” which Guthrie condemned as patriotic schmaltz. Woody Guthrie’s America was a collectivist utopia, where “this land is made for you and me.” There are even a few (rarely sung) verses attacking the concept of private property and turning the tune’s repeated phrase on its head: “Is this land made for you and me?”