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Rick Dakotah: Press

Musician Rick Dakotah, the Interview…



By Carlos Guevara 11/5/2007






I am very fortunate in that I have the opportunity to meet artists from all genres and cultures in the entertainment world. But it is rare that I come into contact with an individual who is an enigma shrouded in mystery. Born in American and raised in jolly old England Rick Dakotah has always been immersed in music for it was his passion almost from the time he was born. Surrounded by musicians from all genres, he was enriched with classical music. At an early age his world was not only music but also various other aspects of the entertainment world. He was on stage as well but ultimately he decided that was not his bag. Music was his passion but he was not satisfied as just a musician he wanted to write his own music as well.
When in England living in boarding schools he was infused with the European pop scene and enriched himself with music from all genres ranging from classical, jazz to pop. With ears glued to the radio his voracious appetite for music enabled him to absorb every song, tune, lyric and melody the Marconi would feed him. He self taught himself to play every instrument he came into contact with including the piano and the guitar. Little did he know that some day he would be known the world over as a master of his craft with numerous CD’s in sound shops throughout Europe and the world. He was elected into ASCAP membership and before long he was an ASCAP Composer/Author/Publisher. But it was a long journey for this mysterious artisan for he also carried with him on this journey a secret. It was a secret he withheld from the public’s eye for many years. And today, I was given permission to revel what his burden was.
Though he has become a great success with many doors open to him worldwide. It was not always like this for he had to struggle with who he really was. He was forced to mask his true identity since the music industry was ill prepared for the likes of him regardless of his talent and skills for Rick Dakotah, aka Thomas Tecumseh Mckenney, is an Ojibway. He was adopted and relocated to England at a very early age and raised as an Englishman across the Great Pond. Though he’s been accepted as a European he was Native American. And he’s lived with this secret until now.
At first Rick was hesitant to talk about himself publicly since he like so many other Native artists have lived in a veil of secrecy. He was fearful of discovery and ultimately being typecast in a mold not of his own design. I told Rick that I would respect his privacy and would never divulge his secret. But then one day I received a message from him and I quote:
“Now I am known all over the world. And not just in one genre, or ethnic group. But I could do them now because I have gotten myself into the biz, and am secure, as far as being known for my music, not who I am. Eventually I will “will” all my royalties etc to ndn country. My people and whomever. That is my plan for my life. Forget my privacy; it’s time for me to do what I came here to do! (On this earth) It’s time my people knew of me.”
In an effort to reclaim his roots he searched high and low for his birth parents but it was a bitter sweet journey for this maven of the music world.
“I found out my real parents died this year (they never let me find out who they were) and after along BIA ordeal they told me I wasn’t eligible for my inheritance. Wonderful! Oh well. Hell in America again!”
Sometimes it is hard for us Natives to understand why a person would cover up their identity. But there is a stigma within the industry regardless of genre. We are typecast and forced in to stereotypical roles on the silver screen, stage acting, music and other forms of art including painting and sculpting. Early in his career Rick tried to break out into the music world only to be stopped in his tracks by an unscrupulous recording executive.
“I also tried out for a major record company (C.R) many years ago and was told that my music was good but I wasn’t Indian enough!!! I informed them of my heritage but they said come back when I’ve got something more Indian. I never wrote to any company ever again after that insult, and have done everything myself from then on. I guess I am glad I did that or I would have been typecast back then.”
I applaud Rick’s courage to step up to the plate and be counted fore he is a champion and a true warrior who truly has come home to help his people. And I thank him for using NativeVue as the last stronghold to make his stand as a Native American Artist and World Class Performer. To purchase and hear his music, please visit his website at: www.rickdakotah.com. Also check out www.nativevue.org for more information.
And as they say in Ojibway; Gigiwaabmiin-nagootch.



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Since I’ve met Rick I’ve been introduced to a wonderfully gifted self made artist. He forged his own path to stardom and became a world-class musician who dazzles crowds the world over with his music. A man for all seasons, Rick mastered every musical instrument he picked up. He is truly a musical prodigy at the very least. Then I discover Rick is also a wonderfully talented writer and artist as well. His love of the arts and beauty is apparent in his literary endeavor with Artwork, an earlier release, and now Thoughts and Images.

After reviewing Artwork and Thoughts and Images it’s apparent to me Rick Dakotah is more a diamond with many facets all of equal majesty, beauty and excellence. Though he was raised within the sophisticated venues of England, the Native perspective still shines through the facade tea and crumpets. His first love is music but his second passion is art from any genre he chances to endeavor it would appear. His ability to lean any musical instrument as needed is only a reflection of his ability to pickup a pen, paint brush or camera and evolve a masterpiece that has delighted fans worldwide for years.

The arts will take you into the world of interpretation since these drawings are inspired and complemented his music over the years. Art is the window to the soul and art is a very real part of Rick Dakotah’s spirit. There is a part of Rick in everything he creates and it offers a view of his persona.

Thoughts and Images is yet another glimpse into the soul of this remarkable human being. With poems and lyrics of his own design you get yet another view of this mysterious and reclusive artist. He is a driven man, driven to achieve and accomplish goals that were once left for others. He refused to be typecast even within the world of art and truly has spread his wings.

But there is more to this story since it’s not just all about books or music. It’s also an inspiration to other Natives who have been pigeon-holed and typecast in all genres of the entertainment and art world. After all he was Ojibwa when he was adopted out of this country and raised in Jolly Old England. Though he was multi-talented he was rejected because he was not Indian enough. Guess full blood Ojibwa is not Indian enough eh. With doors closing all around him he decided to make a go of it alone and would not except failure. The only formal education he received in the music world was from the University of Hard Knocks as others tried to fit him into their mold. Rick made his own door and he is the only one with the key.



Rick bares the same scars as the rest of us since he faced the same prejudices in the entertainment world. He had his struggles with the BIA as well. Again, Rick utilized this opportunity to forge a trail that few ever walk. It’s called the road to success and to coin a phrase from ole Blue Eyes, “and he did it his way”.

Gads, if he decided to become a hard bitten journalist and commentator I’m toast eh. I can see it now as I pull up to the parking lot of NativeVue. There will sit my pocket protector, my duct tape encrusted computer and my Tim Horton’s coffee mug with a note, “Sorry old chap, pip pip and all that rot, ……………..Rick”. There will be Carole and Rick in the penthouse flinging my CD’s and DVD’s out the window like they were Frisbees. They will be wolfing down my stash of Snickers bars as they laugh shamelessly. And there will be my sister Ann shooting skeet as my life’s work literally goes out the window. Good shot Ann, holay!

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