“Billy Paul” and the Elegist of Music City
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The Father and the Son
In âBilly Paul,â Gill frames the elegy in terms of a Christian salvation drama and his own personal loss. He invokes love, forgiveness, and the complicated question of whoâthe singer, the Father, or the Sonâis responsible for what in relationship to the sinner and his sin. Gill explains, âthereâs a line in the song about seeing you at your best and at your worst but the best of you is what Iâll remember first. Iâve made enough mistakes in my own life that Iâve been forgive[n] forâŚ. That feeling of forgiveness and that feeling of loving someone at their worst is powerful.â
Unlike âThose Three Are On My Mind,â âBilly Paulâ is an almost purely personal song, more about the singer than the killer. Itâs not a political song or even a moralistic one in ways we might expect of a modern murder ballad, especially one about relationship violence. Itâs the antithesis of the Dixie Chicksâ âGoodbye Earl.â “Billy Paul” might not seem to give the womanâs death the gravity it deserves. The song isnât really about her. Itâs about the rupture in the singerâs relationship with Billy Paul, and the questions that can never be answered. The singer canât prevent the tragedy, nor can he be an agent of justice or reconciliation in its wake. Because Billy Paul is dead, the only peace to make is through forgiveness and memory.
The song will never fix anything for the unnamed âWendy Sue,â though. No poetic justice to be found here. However morally unsatisfying or incomplete that might feel, âBilly Paulâ prompts us to consider that making the perpetrator a âmonsterâ or something âotherâ is not especially illuminating or in every way helpful. Billy Paul may be both angel and demon.
Music City Elegist
Gill commented in a 2014 interview that âBilly Paulâ felt to him like a song where he was most inspired by Merle Haggard:
ââŚthere was one record I made a couple of years ago where I really got emotional because it was the first time I’ve made a record that I felt like I really seeped into Merle Haggard. It was a song called âBilly Paul.â The sound of the record, everything about it was Merle. It was a true story about a friend of mine that unfortunately killed a woman and then took his own life. So it’s a dark subject. But in listening to it, I said, âNow that sounds like something Merle Haggard would do.ââ
This assessment rings true to me. In moving from considering Gillâs limited work as a murder balladeer to his more extensive work as an elegist, âBilly Paulâsâ compassion for the wrongdoer feels right out of Haggard, which helps make further sense of it.
A few years ago, we discussed how Haggard needed only the first two lines of âSing Me Back Homeâ to win an audienceâs empathy for a condemned murderer. Haggard never appeared to think of his own time in prison as a badge of honor, but it was a wellspring for what Gill talked about as the capacity for âloving someone at their worst.â Haggard had a well-honed sense for the humbling power of forgiveness, and a convincing voice to give to his songsâ often fallen, broken characters.
As I noted above, 2016 has already given us too many occasions for tributes and elegies in the music world, with high-profile losses of such artists as David Bowie, Glenn Frey, Merle Haggard, Lonnie Mack, Prince, and (ironically, in this context) soul singer, Billy Paul.
Gillâs most recent elegy is for Haggard. It also debuted at the Grand Ole Opry, on April 15. âA World Without Haggardâ is both a biographic ballad and a honky-tonk keening for the loss of a musical hero. Itâs fresh and in the moment for Gill, with perhaps a dash of hyperbole and a healthy dose of exposition.
Gill recently put forth a similar effort in an elegy for George Jones, another mainstream country legend with his own personal struggles. You may have seen Gillâs famous, tear-choked performance of âGo Rest High On That Mountainâ with Patty Loveless at the Opryâs memorial service for Jones a few years back. Given the parallels between Jonesâs struggles and Keith Whitleyâs, the choice was apt.
Gillâs a âSad One Cominâ Onâ is a fitting, original elegy for Jones; part biography, part autobiography.
These songs are less properly folk songs than they are creations of country music celebrity culture. What they may lack in musical or historical complexity, or the ability of other singers to inhabit their voice, they make up for in sincerity. Gill conveys his grief convincingly, perhaps as a proxy for our own. The songs speak to the pangs that have been all too frequent to many in recent months, of the deeply personal connections we feel to the people who sing the songs that animate our feelings and anchor our memories.
âGo Rest Highâ
âA World Without Haggard,â âSad One Cominâ On,â and âGo Rest High on that Mountain,â may not have an obvious connection to âBilly Paul,â at least insofar as “Billy Paul” is considered as a murder ballad. As elegies, though, they all evoke a love for their protagonist – both hero and villain, or neither – that takes them in in all their brokenness and weakness.
Iâm generally one to focus more on the song than the singer, so it feels odd to me to spend so much time on songs that are so deeply personal to one artist. These songs as a group, though, show both the individual healing power of music in the wake of tragedy and loss, as well as the way music heals and builds a community through that act of healing.
My brother-in-law died almost ten years ago, and âGo Rest High On That Mountainâ has been a go-to song for me to sing and play on guitar in the years since. Although the lyrics are not in every respect a neat fit to my brother-in-lawâs life and death, it has brought me healing at times, and an ongoing, never fully concluded emotional reconciliation with his loss. The song has become âfolk musicâ for me, and the others in this post may become so as well, for me, or for you. In another context, I could probably consider âGo Rest Highâ as a âConversations with Deathâ song, but it fits here now for a number of reasons, not all of which I can explain. I can say, though, that I’m grateful to Gill for sharing it, and his pain, with us.