The Islander by Chris Blackwell
BIBLIOGRAPHIC DETAILS
-PRINT: © June 7, 2022; 978-1982172695; Gallery Books; 352 pages.; unabridged (Hardbound Info from Amazon.com)
-DIGITAL: © June 7, 2022; 9781572245372; Gallery Books; 351 pages; unabridged (Digital version info from Amazon.com)
- *Audio: © June 7, 2022; Simon and Schuster Audio; 11 hours, 32 minutes; unabridged (Audio info from Audible version.)
-FILM: No
SERIES: No.
CHARACTERS:
Many
SUMMARY/ EVALUATION:
-SELECTED: Don learned that Bill Nighy had narrated an Edgar Allan Poe book (The Dupin Mysteries) which I couldn’t find on the library’s Libby app for audiobooks. If it wasn’t on Libby, then we’d need to use one of our Audible Credits for it, so Don got the inspiration that, just because Bill is a fantastic actor, doesn’t mean he’s a fantastic narrator, so perhaps we should listen to something else he’s narrated that Libby DOES have. This was one of the results from my Bill Nighy search. 😊
-ABOUT: The author is Chris Blackwell. He tells of his Jamaican roots, and relays his very interesting personal and professional history which involves his beginnings in the world of Jamaican music, establishing a record label, and some of the many artists that he signed on to his label (Bob Marley, Cat Stevens, Grace Jones, and U2, to name a few), and a couple, that for one reason or another, he didn’t (Spandau Ballet; Elton John). His descriptions are so compelling I wanted to pull up a video on each artist he spoke of, but there were so many that this would have slowed reading down to much.
I found that his glowing description of Tom Waits, whom I’ve never had a taste for, (combined with a friends recent accolades shared on Facebook) has convinced me to give ol’ Tom a second chance.
-OVERALL IMPRESSION: Fascinating. So many musicians and bands! Some familiar, if only by name; and some not. Chris’s descriptions of the people, the music, and the moods had me spellbound.
AUTHOR:
Chris Blackwell. Excerpt From Wikipedia:
“Christopher Percy Gordon Blackwell (born 22 June 1937)[1] is a Jamaican-British former record producer and the founder of Island Records,[2] which has been called "one of Britain's great independent labels".[3] According to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, to which Blackwell was inducted in 2001, he is "the single person most responsible for turning the world on to reggae music."[4] Variety describes him as "indisputably one of the greatest record executives in history".[5]
Having formed Island Records in Jamaica on 22 May 1959 when he was nearly 22, Blackwell was among the first to record the Jamaican popular music that eventually became known as ska.[2] Returning to Britain in 1962, he sold records from the back of his car to the Jamaican community.[3] His label became "a byword for uncompromised artistry and era-shaping acts".[6]
Backed by Stanley Borden from RKO, Blackwell's business and reach grew substantially, and he went on to forge the careers of Bob Marley, Grace Jones and U2 among many other diverse high-profile acts.[2] He has produced many seminal albums, including Marley's Catch A Fire and Uprising,[7] Free's Free and The B-52's' self-titled debut album in 1979.
Having sold Island in 1989, Blackwell embarked on ventures in "hotels, real estate, resorts, another record company, rum, and his Island Films released Kiss of the Spider Woman and Stop Making Sense, among others".[5] In 2022, he published a memoir, The Islander: My Life in Music and Beyond.[8][9].”
Excerpt from theguardian.com
“Born into the upper classes (think Crosse & Blackwell), Blackwell has an exotic background. His father was an Irish guards officer, his mother, Blanche, a Costa Rican-born Jamaican heiress and glamorous socialite, pursued, post her divorce, by Errol Flynn and Ian Fleming, both of them regular visitors to the Caribbean island where Blackwell grew up. As a boy, he was sickly and reclusive, conditions that sending him to English public schools did little to cure. He hated Harrow, where his hijinks brought a public caning and expulsion at 17. He found work at both ends of Jamaican society, becoming a gopher for governor Sir Hugh Foot, and the JA licensee of Wurlitzer jukeboxes, which involved criss-crossing the island to load the all-important local jukebox with sides from black America and, increasingly, from JA’s own booming music scene – “a job for which there no qualifications and I was good at it”.”
NARRATOR:
Bill Nighy: Excerpt from Wikipedia:
“William Francis Nighy (/naɪ/;[1] born 12 December 1949)[2] is an English actor. He started his career with the Everyman Theatre, Liverpool and made his London debut with the Royal National Theatre starting with The Illuminatus! in 1977. There he gained acclaim for his roles in David Hare's Pravda in 1985, Harold Pinter's Betrayal in 1991, Tom Stoppard's Arcadia in 1993, and Anton Chekov's The Seagull in 1994. He received a Laurence Olivier Award for Best Actor nomination for his performance in Blue/Orange in 2001. He made his Broadway debut in Hare's The Vertical Hour in 2006, and returned in the 2015 revival of Hare's Skylight earning a Tony Award for Best Actor in a Play nomination.
Nighy's early film roles include the comedies Still Crazy (1998), Guest House Paradiso (1999) and Blow Dry (2001). He rose to international stardom with his role in Love Actually (2003), which earned him a BAFTA Award for Best Supporting Actor. He soon gained recognition portraying Davy Jones in the Pirates of the Caribbean film series (2006–2007), and Viktor in the Underworld film series (2003–2009). His other films include Shaun of the Dead (2004), The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy (2005), The Constant Gardener (2005), Notes on a Scandal (2006), Hot Fuzz (2007), Valkyrie (2008), Wild Target (2010), Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1 (2010), The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel (2012), About Time (2013), Emma (2020), and Living (2022), the last of which earned him a nomination for the Academy Award for Best Actor.
Nighy has gained acclaim for his roles in television, earning a British Academy Television Award for Best Actor for his performance in BBC One series State of Play (2003), and a Golden Globe Award for Best Actor for the BBC film Gideon's Daughter (2007). He's also known for his roles in HBO's The Girl in the Café (2006) and PBS's Page Eight (2012).”
***Bill Nighy is the perfect narrator for this book!!!!
GENRE: Non-fiction; Music; History
LOCATIONS: Jamaica; England; America; Bahamas
TIME FRAME: 1960’s – 2000’s
SUBJECTS:
Jamaica; Jamaicans; Ska; Reggae; Rock; R&B; Blues; Heavy Metal; Anarchists; Punk; Folk; Go-go; Song writing; Song improvising; Film; Entrepreneurs; Music management; mind altering substances
DEDICATION: “For all those who have traveled with me in my life: those who are here and those who are no longer here”
SAMPLE QUOTATION: Excerpt From Chapter One “School Versus Errol Flynn”
There’s no two ways about it: I am a member of the Lucky Sperm Club. I was born into wealth and position, albeit of a particularly mixed sort endemic to Jamaica. I am Jamaican, but I am also English, Irish, Portuguese, Spanish, Jewish, and Catholic. The island was and remains a nexus for trade, pleasure-seeking, and cultural collisions. There is no such thing as a “pure” Jamaican unless you are describing the island’s original inhabitants, the Taínos, the descendants of the indigenous Arawak peoples of South America who migrated northward and named their new home Xamayca, land of wood and water.
The Taínos were largely wiped out by the Spanish in the decades that followed Christopher Columbus’s “discovery” of Jamaica in 1494. “The land seems to touch the sky,” Columbus marveled as he took in the paradisiacal view, conveniently paying no heed to the people who had lived there peacefully for hundreds of years until the arrival of the Spanish. The Taínos loved games, music, and dancing for the sheer joy of it, and an island chief greeting Columbus was accompanied by a ceremonial band of musicians playing trumpets made from leaves, flutes carved out of wild cane, and manatee-skin drums fashioned out of the trunks of trumpet trees. They used drums for worship and wars; and for entertainment the flutes, trumpets, and a form of harp; and their music was a natural way for them to communicate with people landing amongst them out of nowhere speaking a different language.
My mother was born Blanche Adelaide Lindo. The Lindos were Sephardic Jews who rose to prominence as merchants in medieval Spain. When the Spanish Inquisition began, the Lindos fled, making and losing fortunes in Portugal, the Canary Islands, Venice, Amsterdam, London, Barbados, Costa Rica, and, finally and most prominently, Jamaica. By the time my mother was born, her father and his seven brothers were the banana kings of Costa Rica, where Blanche was born on December 9, 1912. They owned 25,000 acres of land and exported five million stems per year of their “green gold.”
When my mother was two, her father relocated the family to Jamaica, where the Lindo brothers developed 8,000 acres of land into sugarcane fields. This inspired them to buy the rum manufacturers Appleton Estate and J. Wray & Nephew, making the Lindos the world’s first family of rum. Wray & Nephew was run by my maternal grandfather, Percy Lindo, the youngest of the eight brothers. Percy is my middle name.
My father was born Joseph Middleton Blackwell in Windsor, England, on August 13, 1913 His father, born in County Mayo, Ireland, was a descendant of the founders of the Crosse & Blackwell food company, though too distant from them to reap the benefits of great wealth. Like the Lindos, the Blackwells reproduced in biblical abundance. My father was one of ten children, which goes some way towards explaining why the family fortune eluded him.
There’s no doubt, Dad had a formidable education. He attended Beaumont College, a Jesuit public school, and from there continued at the Royal Military Academy Sandhurst, the latter-day alma mater of princes William and Harry. After his training, he served as a major in the Irish Guards, the British Army regiment perhaps best known for the red tunics and tall bearskin hats they wear to the annual Trooping the Colour ceremony, in which various household regiments escort the king or queen in a procession down the Mall from Buckingham Palace.
Though he was addressed for the remainder of his life as “Major Blackwell,” my father was perhaps less-than-ideal officer material. In 1935, the year of King George V’s seventieth birthday, he slept in and missed the entire Trooping the Colour. Another time, after a heavy drinking session, he drove his car into the gates of Buckingham Palace, which, needless to say, did not go down well.
I think the reason I have never been much of a drinker is that, when I was eleven, my father grandly announced that I was now old enough to drink. He airily waved his hand at the bottles of spirits before us and asked me what I wanted. Since my father drank whiskey and soda, I asked for one of those. It was vile; drinking it actually caused me physical pain. He had successfully warned me off the temptation of drink, whether that was his intention or not.
My parents met at a fashionable members-only club in the West End of London in the early 1930s. Dad, known as Blackie, was a cunning rascal. Mum was stunning and athletic, at ease both flitting through high society and snorkeling amongst Jamaica’s coral reefs. She was a friend of Ian Fleming’s and an inspiration for two of his most memorable female foils to James Bond: the independent, provocative nature girl Honeychile Rider, who, as played by Ursula Andress in Dr. No, emerges from the sea clad only in a bikini and knife scabbard; and the acrobat-turned-burglar Pussy Galore, who, as played by Honor Blackman in Goldfinger, literally took a roll in the hay with Sean Connery.
I By marrying outside the Jewish faith, my mother scandalously deviated from centuries of family tradition. The Irish on my father’s side were equally alarmed at him breaking away from Catholicism to marry a “Jamaican Jew.” Both were displaying their independence, their willful determination to do things their own way. Their union doubled up a considerable free-spiritedness that they passed on to me, their only child. My parents moved from London to Jamaica in 1938, not much more than six months after my birth on June 22, 1937. That was a thing that was done in the colonial era—women from prominent families delivered their babies in the mother country and then returned to Jamaica. We set up house in a Lindo family estate in Kingston known as Terra Nova, a European-style mansion set imposingly on Waterloo Road, between the Blue Mountains and the harbor. It has since been converted into a hotel.
This was where I spent the first several years of my life, a sickly child suffering from bronchial asthma so extreme I spent days on end in bed and barely attended school. At eight I was still struggling to learn how to read and write. I seldom mixed with other children, more often conversing with elderly relatives. I don’t remember having birthday parties or attending them.
My father joined the Jamaican regiment of the Irish Guards, and my mother worked in the family firm. Theirs was a genteel colonial existence. Dad stood six foot four and seemed to stretch all the way to the sky. I walked alongside him to the barracks where he was stationed. He commuted home by horse and buggy. Dad loved horses and, with Mum, owned several. The English had introduced polo to the island, and I took pride in leading one of my father’s horses, Brown Bomber, into the paddock after a win.
The people I tended to spend the most time with were the Black staff who looked after Terra Nova. There were about fifteen members of staff attending to the estate’s house, stables, and gardens. There are no photos of me from that time with other children, but there are lots of pictures I took of the staff, arranged in rows, like in a school photo. I was obviously in a vastly different position to them, the only child of the house, a right Little Lord Fauntleroy, really. I didn’t understand that they looked upon me as the young gentleman of the house and that it was their job to be nice to me. But I do believe I got to know them and even become friends with them. Our conversations were friendly and free of awkwardness. I learned a lot from them about life, and Jamaica.”
RATING: 5 stars.
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11/3/2023-11/19/2023