New to our blog, Songs From the Oral History Center kicks off with a wonderful rendition of "Phantom Buffalo." Sung by Rose Mae LaPointe from Rosebud, South Dakota, we invite you to take the time to listen and let her voice harken you back to the time of technicolor and campfire melodies.
This song originally aired on the radio, if you have more information about its content, original airing, or the people involved in giving us this great recording, please contact the South Dakota Oral History Center at sdoralhistorycenter@gmail.com.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely voice! I wonder when the song was aired. Maybe in the 30s? Probably was on WNAX out of Yankton, which aired all over the state.
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I was very pleased to see this i decided to google my grandama Rose mae, alot of good memories. I am Neal LaPointe jr
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Thank you for your comments!
ReplyDeleteNeal, do you have any additional information about your grandmother? Please email us at sdohc@usd.edu -- The SD Oral History Center
This song was recorded by her at Kay Bank Studios in Minneapolis in the year 1964. The bside of the record was a song called 'Maybe Now'. It was issued on the Studio City record label.
ReplyDeleteMy name is Theodore Loren Whiting. I was born in Rosebud (1965) and I grew up in St. Francis, where I was a DJ at KINI in the early 1980's. My parents Burton Julian Whiting & Antoinette Mae Edwards Whiting owned a single copy of this recording and often played it on the phonograph when I was very young. Thank you to SDOHC, Neal LaPointe, Jr. and my Mother for bringing this song back to our lives. My Mother is sitting here with me right now and can remember Rev. Theodore Zuern when she attended St. Francis Mission School.
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ReplyDeleteWhat a lovely song! I've attempted to transcribe the lyrics, but a few phrases elude me, see below--can anyone hear/correct the transcription below?
'Phantom Buffalo'
Where the little white river cuts a canyon,
Through the rambling rosebud reservation
[ ? ] upon his pillow
Hunting phantoms on the buffalo run.
A phantom buffalo [ ? ? ? ]
Down the canyon and across the prairie,
Forever [low from spring quick to ring thunder]
Ride your pony. Your dreams can never be.
Like old hunters in the tale told nightly
In the summer camp below grass Mountain
He could see buff’lo go by the thousands
Sweep the prairie like the thundering sea.
Chorus
Weaving through the tangled canyon bottoms
Splashing in its sparkling blue lit water
After [sappharo his racing bellow]
With the steady beat of indian drums
Chorus
Past the yellow cliff and red rock outcrop,
Through the green of pines and wild [palm] bushes
All about he sighed at phantom [ hook mark ]
Left by hearts that beating never to stop.
Chorus
Over swelling sweets of fragrant prairie
After supper it’s the fleeting white clouds
Fleeing faster than his youthful daydreams
From the fenced-in range no buffalos see.
Chorus
Supposedly, her correct name is Rosemae DeSersa
ReplyDeleteI created an entry for this record at 45cat.com
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I am not downloading/installing anything to play a video. It is either done as youtube does or I leave
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DeleteI have a copy of this record. Rosemae was my Aunt. My mother is Darlene Desersa who was also a famous South Dakota singer
ReplyDeleteDo you have any pictures of her or other information? You can send it to me at sllblogspot@gmail.com. I'll post it to my blog, along with the record audio.
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Derik
I remember this song coming on kvsh out of valentine never. I even learned to sing it, but wouldn't try it in public, Rosie Mae (my grandma called her that)had a good singing voice
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