60’s Instrumentals
Bill Purcell: Our Winter Love
Tag: music
Mar 23 2008
Pony Party: Sunday music retrospective
Mar 21 2008
Masters of War
I’ve been singing the song “Masters of War” a lot lately. Every time I practice, I play it. I’d guess I’ve worked through it, either listening or playing, at least 500 times since September. The verses are burned into my consciousness. Every word is still relevant; the military industrial complex is every bit as powerful now as it was when Dylan wrote about it in 1963 at the ripe old age of 22. 22! And he created what’s gone down as one of the most succinct, eloquent protest songs of all time, certainly one of the landmark antiwar pieces.
But for all its brilliance, what futility he must have felt. A guitar and a voice vs. the military-industrial complex. These people didn’t hear a word he said. They were tucked away, safe and sheltered. That their trade was a curse on the whole world was not their problem, and mere criticism could not and did not move them. If Bob Dylan was president, maybe they’d mind, but he wasn’t even a speck. But he did have two things: the moral high ground, and the First Amendment. That’s all anybody has, really. If right is on your side, you can be vocal about it and hopefully others will hear and join. Accusation, for all its pitfalls, is a necessary step toward justice.
Mar 15 2008
Funkalicious Friday: Interesting Days
Yessireebob, indeed, indeed yes indeedy do…..no doobt aboot it, by golly…ayup, ayup uh-huh…
Mar 07 2008
Your Song/Mountain Song
I was thinking today how ironic it is that I am a Contributing Editor to one of the best blogs in the universe and yet my neighbor who has been published hundreds of times in traditional media forms has no concept of what a blogger does or is. I decided not to even try to explain, not yet. But she liked that I was connected to the Cindy Sheehan event and understood that it must have taken some organizing skills and tact to pull off. That’s a good start.
Since my interest in writing is mainly on the artistic front, here is a freebie, these are lines I’ve been thinking about in no particular order. So feel free to rework them into your own order, I’m a big fan of cross-editing and remixes.
They see me comin’
intrinsically challenged and oft aloft
like syrup saturday’s heavenly happening
Tell me what to buy just to suffer you
I’d do anything just to suffer you
mufflephone gets agroexpressive again
counting tempos in one point forever
like marriage
like this
here I’ll show you
timecarved lingering silhouettes sounding
on Moses and scraping like bark into history’s discordia
all hail sixstring leadfoot sparechange bucketsouls
which organic properties consumed you this evening
can I protect the horizon
can I salvage nature
or is this another pipe dream
screaming
I worked hard
took care of things
I worked hard
took care of things
no real reasoning
don’t suffer fools
don’t suffer fools or wooden nickles
single haired brush
microcosms in subtexts linked with html
with no promise of tomorrow
being there in cinnamon root and vanilla bean patience
music was the first MMORPG
landscapes flowing in temporary view
just like you
just like you
can you hack life without convenience?
can you stack a cord of wood tonight?
put up the hay when it’s 98 degrees?
find the least disturbing path?
consider your weight upon the land?
protect the water that runs through?
your spice is new
on my first chew
so warm and earthlike
oh god
Feb 28 2008
Pony Party….patience
I love spring. It is an exercise in patience rewarded spectacularly.
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for the wind to blow
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for the wind to blow
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for my seeds to growI been walkin’ on the ground, waitin’ for the guns to quit
I been walkin’ on the ground, waitin’ for the guns to quit
I been walkin’ on the ground, waitin’ for the pieces to fitbetter get back to the country, look around and find you a home
better get back to the country, look around and find you a home
better get back to the country, that’s where we all come fromI been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for the wind to blow
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for the wind to blow
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for my seeds to grow(whew!)
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for my seeds to grow
I been standin’ on the rock, waitin’ for my seeds to grow
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