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AP Literature and Composition Summer Reading Meaning behind the Blues In Ralph Ellisons (comma removed) Invisible Man, Ellison combines his two passions of literature and music to create the world and story Remove? In which his characters live. The? Songs and language styles of blues and Jazz are incorporated throughout the novel to add imagery and emphasis on certain experiences (that center around or involve or of) the narrator. To further show the importance of the use Remove? Of music, Ellison both begins and ends his story with a reference to the ark of Louis Armstrong. Armstrong Is a very well known and Influential African- American (Is the needed because sometimes you use it and others you dont so I am not sure) musician of the time period. In the Prologue, while the narrator is sitting in his hole Comma maybe? He tales of his wish to have five radio-phonographs. ) Setting I found a home-or a hole in the ground, as you will. My hole is warm and full of light. In my hole in the basement there are exactly 1,363 lights. Ive wired the entire ceiling, every inch of it. And not with flourescent bulbs, but with the older, more-expensive-to-operate kind, the filament type. (p. 6,7) It was foggy with cigar smoke. And already the whiskey was taking effect. I was shocked to see some of the most important men in town quite tipsy. They were all there-bankers, lawyers, judges, doctors, fire chiefs, teachers , merchants. Even one of the more fashionable pastors. Something we could not see was going up front. A clarinet was vibrating sensuously and the men were standing up and moving eagerly forward. (pg. 18) It was a beautiful college. The buldings were old and covered with vines and the roads gracefully winding, lined the hedges and wild roses that dazzled the eyes in the summer sun. Honeysuckle and purple wisteria hung heavy from the trees and white magnolias mixed with their scents in the bee-humming air. How the grass turned in the springtime and how the mocking birds fluttered their tails and sang, how the moon shone down on the buildings, how the bell in the chapel tower rang out the precious short-lived hours; how the girls in bright summer dresses promenaded the grassy lawn. (pg. 34) winter, with the moon high above and the chimes in the steeple ringing and a sonorous choir of trombones rendering a Christmas -caarol; and over all is a quiteness and an ache as though all the world were lonliness. (pg. 5) The plant was in Long Island, and I crossed a bridge in the fog to get there and came down in a stream of workers. Ahead of me a huge electric sign announced its message through the drifiting strands of fog. Flags were fluttering in the breeze from each other in a maze of buildings below the sign, and for a moment it was like watching some vast patriotic ceremony from a distance. But no shots were fired and no bugles sounded (pg. 196) I was sitting in a cold, white rigid chair and a man was looking at me out of a bright third eye that glowed from the center of his forehead. He reached out, touching my skull gingerly, and said something encouraging, as though i were a child. his fingers went away (pg 231). When I came out of the subway, Lenox Avenue seemed to careen away from me at a drunken angle, and I focused upon the teetering scene with wild, infants eyes, my head throbbing (pg. 251). Then I was back in the street and moving toward the subway. My eyes adjusted quickly; the world took on a dark-green intensity, the lights of cars glowed like stars, faces were a mysterious blur; the garish signs of movie houses muted down to a soft sinister glowing (pg. 84). a small crowded room of men and women sitting in folding chairs, to the front where a slender woman in a rusty black robe played passionate boogie-woogie on an upright piano along with a young man wearing a skull cap who stuck righteous riffs from an electic guitar which was connected to an amplifier that hung from the ceiling above a gleaming white and gold pulpit. A man in an elegant red c ardinals robe and a high lace collar stood resting against an enormous Bible and now began to lead a hard-driving hymn which the congregation shouted in an unknown tongue. And back and high on the wall above him there arched the words in letters of gold: LET THERE BE LIGHT (pg497,498). It was a hot dry August night. Lightning flashed across tge eastern sky and a breathless tension was in the humid air (pg 516). I believe Ralph Ellison has created a credible setting because in each of the examples, a detailed description of the narrators surrounding is evident. With such detail, it is clear to the reader what time period the novel or flashback is taken place in and the environment the main character, or author is experiencing. In this case, the story is taking place first in the south, then making its way towards the north, Harlem, in the early 1920s and 1930s. 3) Striking images, ideas, events, objects I am an invisible man. No, I am not a spook like those who haunted Edgar Allan Poe; nor am I one of your Hollywood-movie ectoplasms. I am a man of substance, of flesh and bone, fiber and liquids- and I might even be said to possess a mind. I am invisible, understand, simply because people refuse to see me (pg. 3). Opening the prologue, the narrator starts by introducing himself as an invisible man. This introduction is important because it immediatedly allows the reader to understand the narrators self placement in society, which also sets the constant theme throughtout the novel. Without light I am not only invisible, but formless as well; and to be unaware of ones form is to live a death. I myself, after existing some twenty years, did not become alive until I discovered my invisibility (pg. 7). Prior before this excerpt, the narrator explained he installed 1,369 lights in his basement. He goes on to explain why he possesses so many lights in the theory that even though he is invisible he still exists; and the light permits him to exist. In addition, he explains that he hadnt begun to live until he realized he was invisible. I interperate this as him stepping back from participating in the life society leads, and observing and living his own, secluded. All my life I had been looking for something, and everywhere I turned someone tried to tell me what it was. I was looking for myself and asking everyone execept myself questions which I, and only I, could answer (pg. 5). The narrator begins to flashback to his adolecent years by explaining what he now realizes was the hindering aspect of his youth. Throughout the book he begins to find himself, and his place in society. Youre hidden right out in the open that is, you would be only if you realized it (pg. 154). At the Golden Day, the veteran doctor tells this to the narrator. In his flashback, this is when the narr ator gets the notion of being an invisible man of society. It also foreshadows his future understanding of himself. Who knows but that, on the lower frequencies, I speak for you? (pg. 581) Ending the novel, the narrator leaves the reader with these words. This can be interperprated into different views. To me, this means that he may speak for you, it is possible that he is expressing your feelings or describing some part of your experience; and who is to prove otherwise other than yourself? 4) Figures of Speach Like the bodiless heads you see sometimes in circus sideshows, it is as though I have been surrounded by mirrors of hard, distorting glass (pg. ) . This metaphore is used to exemplify the narrators view upon his place in society and how he is viewed. With this, he is trying to explain that when in public, he is never seen as he is; whether he had been replaced by his surroundings, other people, or figments of the viewers imagination. A figure in a nightmare which the sleepe r tries with all his strength to destroy (pg. 4). Another metaphore is used to explain how the narrator experiences invisibility. Invisibilty has led him to question if in reality he is infact viewed and understood as an actual human being or is he rather a neusance, or terrorist in others lives in that they wish not to see him- making him invisible. Live with your head in the lions mouth (pg. 16). A few of the narrators grandfathers last words that had powerful meaning. To live with your head in the lions mouth means to live life on the edge, or to live life in a knowingly dangerous manor. The grandfather did not want his grandchildren to live life in fear, and with the wills of society.