Oh Pet, I see you brought your clarinet… “Alexander and his Clarinet,” Irving Berlin
It had been an April-showers afternoon. When Sonny and I left for rehearsal at 6:45 the sun was lowering in a split sky: clear and blue in the west, clouds colored silver to slate in the east, with a few fine, glistening raindrops still falling. We turned east out of the driveway to the most vivid rainbow I have yet seen, each color glowing like stained glass. Sonny got out his phone to take a video, while I tried to concentrate on the road while stealing glances at the sky.
We had 13 miles to go, mostly eastward. It’s a half-hour drive if you take the twisty back roads, as I always do. A few of those twists put the rainbow out of view, but soon we’d make a turn and see it again. About five miles into the journey, the rainbow had acquired a pastel shadow of itself, the two separated by a deep blue band. A table-runner for the gods. A double rainbow, the second I’d seen in my lifetime.
A double rainbow is considered to have a similar “meaning” to single rainbows, intensified. Many cultures attribute some kind of significance to rainbows. They remind us of hope, promises, or the cycle of life and death. They portend a change for the better in one’s luck. They promise a pot of gold, or serve as a bridge to heaven or a higher state. Pretty much a jumble that allows any meaning or no meaning at all beyond the experience of the beauty. What meaning might I choose?
Let’s start with the science, insofar as I can understand it. A double rainbow tends to happen when the sun is low in the sky, in late afternoon or early morning. Sunlight gets reflected twice within the raindrops, and therefore—this is so fricking cool—the secondary rainbow reverses the Roy G Biv (red-orange-yellow-green-blue-indigo-violet) sequence. The secondary rainbow is not as bright, but it takes up a bigger part of the sky. The dark band between the two rainbows is known as Alexander’s band. I like to be in bands!
The first association that popped into my head was Alexander’s Ragtime Band, but the rainbow component is named after a different Alexander: Alexander of Aphrodisias, a Peripatetic philosopher who flourished in Athens around the AD 200s. Alexander was a prolific writer. I like to write! At some point he took some time off from commentating on Aristotle, founder of the Peripatetic school, to produce the earliest surviving description of a double rainbow. Peripatetic means walking or given to walking about. I’m given to walking about! So was Aristotle, who often walked while lecturing.
It’s a bit of a pity that it’s not the ragtime-band Alexander. That 1911 tune by Irving Berlin revived the ragtime genre. Alexander Adams fronts “the bestest band what am” and plays “the leader’s pet”—a clarinet. I play clarinet! This wildly successful song is sequel to a less successful tune from 1910, Berlin’s “Alexander and His Clarinet.” This piece fits in a problematic genre of songs that depicted African-Americans in “humorous” ways that could be also demeaning. This work does have some salacious elements and dialect, but in my opinion the characters and the clarinet maintain their human and instrumental dignity. Berlin’s song was inspired by his friend Jack Alexander, a band leader who played the cornet. In the song Alexander and Miss Eliza Johnson, his significant other quarrel on Sunday, but they make up on Monday when Alexander serenades her with his clarinet. “My pet,” says Eliza, “I love you yet, And then besides, I love your clarinet.”
Astonishingly, the rainbow was still arching over us when we got to rehearsal. It hadn’t faded much. Evidently most rainbows dissipate in less than an hour. Guinness lists the longest rainbow as nine hours. Most of the choir members got to see it. A couple of hours later, after the rehearsal, the dark had descended. Of course the rainbow was gone. The lights at the church door had gone dark as well, as if in sympathy. Beauty, bands, writing, walking, and clarinet—I couldn’t pick just one. We drove home in a happy, crowded cloud.