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Bluesman Maynard Silva Dies at 57

Bluesman Maynard Silva Dies at 57

Thursday, July 17, 2008 - 8:00pm

Maynard Silva, the Vineyard’s homegrown, authentic American roots bluesman who was known and admired from Gay Head to Chappaquiddick with his National guitar, reedy harmonica, red high-top sneakers and growl of a voice, died Wednesday at the Martha’s Vineyard Hospital after a three-year battle with cancer. He was 57. His wife Basia Jaworska Silva and son Milo Silva were with him at the time of his death.

A native Island son, Maynard had played with many of the blues greats, including J.B. Hutto, Bukka White, Buddy Guy and Rick Danko. He came of age as a musician in the early 1970s in St. Louis. “I played in this place called Alice’s Moonlight Lounge,” he told the Gazette in an interview in 1994. “I played for guys who were off their shift, they were factory guys who had been up all night. They would be in there, drinking their lunch, and it was a black bar. I’d play Jimmy Reed songs and Elmore James, ’cause that’s what they loved. They’d sit there and sing along with it.”

He bought his first harmonica at the Bunch of Grapes Bookstore.

“This was 1971. Maynard Silva was a Vineyard kid in St. Louis, learning the blues the hard way — the right way, the only way,” wrote Gazette reporter Jason Gay in the 1994 interview.

“He was a wolf in every sense of the word at one time or another. He is about this world experience, raw, on-the-toes reaching-for-the-heavens kind of music,” said radio disc jockey and friend Laurel Reddington during a rich musical tribute to Maynard that aired on Vineyard radio station WMVY on Wednesday night.

“Yes, it’s a sad thing that we don’t live forever,” Maynard told the Gazette in 1994. “We don’t get to be with the people we love all the time. Bad things happen to people. How do you accept that? That’s a question I’m not equipped to answer. I’m not a philosopher, I’m a guitar player.”

Maynard Silva was born Feb. 20, 1951 in Oak Bluffs, the son of Frank and Mabel Porter Silva of Vineyard Haven. His father worked in a gas station and managed the town cemetery; his mother worked at Vineyard Dry Goods. His older brother Thomas died in the Korean War when Maynard was still a baby. (The album Exorcism and Guardian Angels is dedicated to the brother he never knew.)

He graduated from the Martha’s Vineyard Regional High School in 1969. His first introduction to the blues came from his high school English teacher Leroy Hazelton. “He played a Howlin‘ Wolf record for me. All I’d heard before was rock and roll and Wolf’s blues was so intense it scared me!” he said in a Gazette interview in 1987. Two other early Island influences were Gene Baer, an art teacher at the high school who was a boogie-woogie piano player and took the time to explain music theory to him, and Peter Ortiz, a professional sign painter on the Island. As a teenager, Maynard apprenticed to Mr. Ortiz.

“‘Don’t be afraid to improvise. If you can do that you can always get by.’ He used that word improvise a lot in sign painting just like people do in music,” Maynard once recalled.

He would later take up sign painting and music as dual careers.

After graduating from high school he entered Lindenwood College near St. Louis.

“I thought I’d be able to hear a lot of blues in St. Louis. I was wrong. So I started going down river to Memphis on weekends and hanging around the clubs on Beale street,” he told the Gazette in 1987.

He left college to study the blues and soon was getting work as a guitarist in Memphis. Of all the musicians he played with, he was most proud of his association with Bukka White, which began on Beale street in 1972. It ended four years later in Boston when he was supposed to play a gig with Bukka at a Boston nightclub, but the musician had a stroke as he was getting off the airplane and never played again.

Another early influence was Paul Butterfield.

“He was doing these slow blues. I just related to the whole thing . . . blues songs made me look at what I saw in my own life,” he said in a Martha’s Vineyard magazine interview in 2002.

He started his own band, the Maynard Silva Band, which cut a record in 1982 and was the subject of a television documentary.

“Fame and fortune, however, are not what Maynard considers the measure of his success in music,” the Gazette reported five years later. “He is proud of keeping the pure American blues sound alive, and of being able to hold his own on stage with people like Buddy Guy.”

In the late 1980s, tired of life on the road, Mr. Silva returned home to the Vineyard where he married and began to raise a family.

“I love the music but I hate show business,” he told the Gazette. “I played professionally for 10 years without taking a week off. Now I want to spend holidays with my family. It’s depressing to be on stage in a bar at Christmastime. Tragic heroes are great to watch but it’s not fun to be one. I’m lucky I’m still a sign painter.”

Over the next two decades he continued to play slide guitar, electric and acoustic, alone and in various bands. He played gigs in all the places where emerging musicians of the day were turning up to jam and perform, from Lupo’s Heartbreak Hotel in Providence, R.I., to the Agricultural Fair in West Tisbury.

He also navigated many rough spots in his life, including addiction. His first marriage ended in divorce. And in his music, he deliberately turned his back on what he called corporate blues.

“It’s hard to see this big explosion of BMW blues, you know? I mean Eric Clapton, a multimillionaire singing about five long years working in a steel mill?” he said in the 1994 Gazette interview.

In 1998 he met Basia Jaworska, an Island artist. Yesterday she recalled their first encounter: “I had been on a trip to Portugal and I met Silvas there and I thought, there’s that guy Maynard Silva on the Island, I wonder if he knows anything about his roots? He happened to be playing a rain date for the harbor fest. I went down there with my sketch book. I was being like a sniper artist and sketching him.”

Later she saw him at the post office and offered to send him the sketch. “He was so flustered he didn’t know his post office box number. But then he gave it to me and I sent him the sketch. We ran into each other again later at the bank — the Island is like that — and he said, can I call you. And that was it,” she said.

They were married in January of 2007.

“I’ve played with many blues players and Maynard was a true bluesman in the truest tradition,” said Al Shackman yesterday, a close friend and former session guitarist with Atlantic Records who lives on the Vineyard. “It was quite unexpected — one doesn’t come across true steeped-in-the tradition blues players anymore. He was like a throwback. I came to have the highest respect for him and put him on the same platform as those other bluesmen from the Four Corners to Chicago to Kansas City. He had it and there won’t be another one coming along very soon, if ever,” he said. They had planned to make a CD together. “Guess we will have to look forward to the flip side of life for that,” Mr. Shackman said.

“What kind of blues guitarist was he? The one I always wanted to be,” said Don Groover, an Oak Bluffs resident who was trained at Berklee College of Music and is widely regarded as one of the best professional guitarists on the Island. “What Maynard did for me was he made me realize that you really have to play from the gut. I’ve been trying to do what he does ever since — just play from the heart,” he said.

His solo albums were Maynard Silva, Dancing with El Distorto, Exorcism and Guardian Angels, Rocket Science and Blues Verite. With his band the New Hawks he recorded Wall of Tin and Howl at the Moon. He was also included in several anthologies, most notably Best of Slide Guitar (Wolf Records), A Beanpot of Songs (Blues Trust) and Best of Vineyard Sound (Rhino Records). His music was used for this summer’s performance of the play Rising Water at the Vineyard Playhouse. He loved war movies and the Boston Celtics. Bill Russell was one of his heroes. Fatherhood affected him profoundly and after his divorce he raised his son Milo alone. And he hewed to the simple Vineyard life. “I don’t own a cell phone because I lose things that are smaller than a guitar. I used to play a harmonica but I kept losing it,” he told WMVY in an interview that aired again as part of the radio tribute on Wednesday night.

Three years ago Maynard developed cancer and the Vineyard music community rallied around him, although he refused to allow any benefit concerts, continuing to play his own benefit gigs for others. Then in May this year Island musicians organized a special tribute and benefit for him at Outerland. Following the event, Maynard wrote in a letter to the Gazette: “For me the best thing was still the music. Hearing people who I’ve watched study roots music for decades cut loose and play it real not only packed the dance floor but warmed my heart. Thanks for the hard work, the love, the money, and most of all for the spirit.”

In addition to his wife and his son he is survived by an aunt, Barbara Dugan of Oak Bluffs; two cousins, Glenn Andrews of West Tisbury and Tom Anzer of Concord and their families; his mother in law Teresa Jaworski of Vineyard Haven, and two brothers in law and one sister in law and their families.

He was cremated. A memorial celebration of his life will be held at a future date to be announced.

Contributions may be made in his memory to the Martha’s Vineyard Cancer Support Group, Box 2214, Vineyard Haven MA 02568.

Julia Wells

Comments

Dan O'Connor Atlanta, GA

Hi Doug,
I lived with E.J. Lynch in Watertown for a couple of year and went to all the shows with you guys. I came across this obituary while searching the web for the name of that bar in Jamaica Plain you all used to play at. Sorry to hear about Maynard - he was quite a man.

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Joseph Natale Orlando, Florida

Me and my roomates in college would go and see Maynard at the Met Cafe in Providence Rhode Island in the early 80's, we had some great times!

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 08/31/2013 - 11:07

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Len Johnson Southern California

I played with Maynard in Orphan Egg in 1970-71 at Lindenwood College in St. Charles, MO. I was three years younger, and at 16, a died-in-the-wool country boy, still growing up in rural Missouri. Maynard seemed funny, wise and worldly to me, but I also thought he took himself too seriously, but then, don't all young people? He was learning the guitar, and played harmonica in the band. He had a leather roll of harps that he wore on his waist, and let it unroll practically to the floor. A glass of water at his side to dip hs harps in, he would wail like no other. I particularly remember our one and only electric gig (I was a rock bassist at the time). Maynard, I and another friend of mine, Keith Lanig, went to the local high school where some other friends were playing a dance. We took up their instruments during a break, along with their drummer, Jerry Moon, and with Keith on electric guitar, Maynard on harmonica, and me on bass, we blew the roof off the place with some long, Cream-style improvisations. I think Maynard felt guilty about that, as if he had been untrue to his acoustic blues roots, and he had always been critical of Clapton, but the truth was, we all had a blast. I never really bought into Maynard's roots blues exclusivity; I don't find any one genre more moral or authentic than the other, and always thought that suffering was subjective. I imagine Clapton's bouts with addiction and, especially, losing his son were sufficiently 'inspirational'; good music is good music. The band split up after that, I went on to college and became a software engineer and inventor with only a little music on the side, and Maynard remained immersed in acoustic blues. Although we wrote each other a couple of times, we never played together again. I'm sorry to here that he's gone.

Submitted by Anonymous (not verified) on Sat, 11/15/2014 - 10:46

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Gary Mitchell Gray NYC

We went back to the 70's. He taught me as much blues as he could. we did gigs in and around Boston. Yes the "Met cafe", we installed his signs, made outrageous music... I'll always miss him.

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Judy McMahill Largo, Florida

I was remiss in not putting some thoughts about Maynard down in writing earlier. I met Maynard in Newton in 1974 when he was married to Adrienne and I was married to Al. We were all good friends but Al and I were also his groupies who went to many, many gigs in the Boston and Providence areas. The Inn Square Men's Bar in Cambridge and The Met were two of my favorites and a great fit for Maynard's flamboyance and hip blues renditions - The bar walking, slide with a beer bottle, the cigarette lighter, and of course, great guitar with the growling vocals. I got to meet J.B. Hutto and other blues luminaries at these gigs, thanks to Maynard. After Adrienne, he lived with Judy Lee for a while in RI, then a quick breaking up - so typical. I attended his wedding to Mari, but lost touch with him after that when he moved back to the Vineyard and "settled down" as a dad. I made contact again not long before he was diagnosed and we caught up with those lost years, and then the emailing after cancer struck gave me some closure. Maynard was a very bright man with a great talent. His terrific spirit, philosophical outlook and good kharma also made him the unique person who is so missed. I appreciate that he was a bright light in my life. Basia and Milo, I hope the heartbreak has subsided over time. I know I will always remember him.

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Jimmy Warburton west Kingston RI

Maynard was a fixture at the Old Met Cafe and would lay on the bar playing ...walk thru the crowd playing... kept playing and playing ...playing the blues.

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Mark Owens BALTIMORE

I was looking up Maynard just now and found that he had died. My brother lived in Cambridge in the seventies. On one of my visits he tells me that we have got to see this guy, Maynard Silva. It might have been T.T. The Bear's or some other bar and Maynard did his "walk about" while playing. He climbed up on the bar without missing a note and strolled to the end of the bar as patrons picked up their drinks and guided the guitar cable as he went, all the while he was paying no attention to his feet. Off the bar and out the door he went, someone holding the door as he was deep in his playing. After playing on the sidewalk he comes back in and eventually joins the bass and drummer, playing the whole while.
My brother was a denizen of Inn Square Men's Bar in the seventies.

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Frank H Murphy Cochiti Pueblo Indian Reservation, New Mexico

I first met Maynard at the town beach there in Vineyard Haven. I was a summer kid. We were both in junior high school at the time. This was long before he got into music but I think I may have had an influence on him with my harmonics cause I was playing them all the time as we drove around in his dad's '56 chevy! I remembered him saying that my harmonica playing sounded like "a cat in heat"! I loved Maynard's spontaneous humor and outrageous comments. A wonderful, creative and inspirational Vineyard character. AHO!

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