Yet, however stimulating it is to think that we are beginning to hear the actual playing of Jacob Gershovitz, the ten year old George Gershwin, at Max Rosen’s (Maxie Rosenzweig’s?) pianola—starting, stopping, starting again—in the year 1908, it has to be admitted that to listen to these early piano rolls of the five, ten, fifteen years of Gershwin’s recording career, is a bit funny, fun, strange and portentous all at the same time. The pounding, driving rhythms of the ragtime inflected melodies seem to dance with happy-go-luck-insistence until we demand an explanation, some benevolence of meaning to seal them for us. It comes in the form of song, of course, but a song that came before George himself. And before that particular method of preserving song for posterity, the piano roll. Sheet music only boomed after 1892 when Charles K. Harris published a happy and sad waltz called “After the Ball.” This song sold over two million copies of sheet music within the first few years it was released in the Tin Pan Alley era. Unprecedented in American musical culture, songs, sheet music, and those who could play the songs to showcase them—the song pluggers—were in business.
Scholars like Mark Booth in his book, The Experience of Songs, can expound upon the details of why this song is the forerunner of all American pop songs in such elements: the story, the story-within-a-song, sad story with happy melody, the way the melody emphasizes the lyric and unforgettable expertise of the chorus. Just reciting the refrain out loud with no melody easily reveals that some of those facts:
After the ball is over
After the break of morn
After the dancers’ leaving
After the stars are gone
Many a heart is aching
If you could read them all
Many the hopes that have vanished
After the ball
The verse continues 1-2-3, 1-2-3, 1-2-3, its um pah pah pulse accompanying the story of a man who accuses his girlfriend of kissing another man at a dance, when in fact it was her brother. This man, now elderly, only finds out the truth upon her death. Our character’s massive false projection would become a subliminal soundtrack to many American family outings in the park years later where John Phillip Sousa bands lightly played it as background music.
This song and American music publishing houses set the imagination of the public singing and dancing everywhere, in homes, in theaters, in saloons, in parks, just about everywhere a song could be sung. “Tin Pan Alley” was a phrase that described the din of ten thousand pianos clashing like garbage can cymbal-lids in one New York City neighborhood. Every door had a song to sell.
Here below is a video of Charles K. Harris singing this song many years later, probably in the late 1920s, perhaps just at the time when George Gershwin was finishing his piano roll career.
Charles K. Harris - “After The Ball”







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