Showing posts with label music and politics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music and politics. Show all posts

Nov 1, 2024

Honoring 2024 Presidential Elections — War Pigs

Honoring 2024 Presidential Elections — War Pigs
The 2024 campaigns for the presidential elections comprise the most nihilistic and heartless performance in my lifetime.

The Democratic Party appears little more than a neo-McCarthyite group of chickenhawks led by neo-cons seeking more war; committing Genocide and sinking the peoples' elections into pits of indecency. 

Meanwhile, corporate media and the Democratic establishment push for censorship, lest the public become more repulsed by Democratic lies.

War Pigs (Black Sabbath, 1970)

Apr 1, 2020

Staying-at-Home for Peace and Health — a Song Sums-up How Many Feel, We Gotta Get Out of This Place

Madison, Wisconsin —We're borrowing the anthem of Vietnam War veterans today: 'We Gotta Get Out of This Place,' (written by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil, and recorded by Eric Burdon and the Animals in 1965).

Great book of the same title, if you have not read it: We Gotta Get Out of This Place - The Soundtrack of the Vietnam War (Bradley, Werner. University of Massachusetts Press, 2015).

Enjoy:

Jun 18, 2017

Bernie Sanders Progeny, Our Revolution, Rises Against Fascism in Swing States

When we stand together there is nothing we cannot
accomplish.

"Our Revolution will reclaim democracy for the working
people of our country by harnessing the transformative
energy of the 'political revolution.' Through supporting
a new generation of progressive leaders, empowering
millions to fight for progressive change and
elevating the political consciousness, Our Revolution
will transform American politics to make our political
and economic systems once again responsive
to the needs of working families," reads Our Revolution,
the most powerful machine against fascism.
Updated - A glance at the map of local groups for the national progressive political machine, Our Revolution, tells much.

Clusterings of groups surge in Wisconsin, Michigan, Ohio and Pennsylvania, (at right).

For this progressive citizen action team, it's all about winning and making the "political and economic systems once again responsive to the needs of working families."

Even hapless, neolib Democratic Party strategists can tell you the significance of Wisconsin, Michigan, Ohio and Pennsylvania.

No single person can ever be correctly characterized as the hope of America. Nevertheless, the political power of Bernie Sanders is undeniable and rising, precisely because Sanders rejects conventional notions of what a political party should do in our electoral democracy. People over everything.

If it appears the Republican Party and corporate wing of the Democratic Party are desperate, particularly corrupt and vicious of late, it's because their corrupt power over American lives is being challenged effectively. Resistance is strong.

Consider checking out Our Revolution. This machine kills fascists, as Woody Guthrie used to say, brandishing a guitar.

Remember to enjoy yourselves, some SRV for mid-June.

Apr 9, 2016

Doing It While You're Here

Phil Ochs: Singer-songwriter
who died this day in 1976
'Can't be singing louder than the guns when I'm gone'

Forty years ago today marks the death of one of the greatest singer-songwriters in American history, Phil Ochs.

Ochs died tragically in 1976.

He lived 35 years as an artist, poet, civil rights and peace movement champion during an epoch of American music when absent a political message, many would ask, 'what's he-she trying to say?'

No one asked the question when Ochs sang.

Jan 29, 2016

Paul Kantner, 1941—2016

"With Jefferson Airplane, Paul Kantner helped pioneer the oft-imitated psychedelic sound: simple, fuzzy guitar lines steeped in dreamlike reverb. The group formed in 1965 and, within a few years, scored hits with 'Somebody to Love' and 'White Rabbit.' In their first run, five of the band's seven albums went gold, including 1967's Surrealistic Pillow and 1968's Crown of Creation."
--Kory Grow, Rolling Stone

Dec 19, 2015

Happy Birthday, Phil Ochs

Phil Ochs
Today is Phil Ochs' 75th birthday (1940–1976).

Ochs' aching commitment to using art and music to protect human rights, and change an ailing country is a legacy embraced today.

Neil and Neil, Dylan, Bruce, John Mellencamp, Willie Nelson, U2, Zac Brown, Legend, Common, Linda Perry, Roger Waters and so many others.

Note Doug Bradley and Craig Werner in their new book on music and Vietnam: "For the Marines at Khe Sanh and the more than three million other men and women who served in Vietnam, music provided release from the uncertainty, isolation, and sometimes stark terror that reached the front lines to the relatively secure rear areas known as the air-conditioned jungle. For the fortunate ones who did get back home, music echoed through the secret places where they stored memories and stories they didn't share with their wives, husbands, or children for decades. Music was the key to survival and a path to healing, the center of a human story that's too often been lost in the haze of politics and myth that surrounds Vietnam" (Introduction pp. 1, 2)."

Music remains a key to survival across the globe—bridging divides, destroying artifice, bringing joy.

Difficult to kill a Palestinian or shoot down a black American in the street when listening to Ochs' Changes or Roger's Us and Them.

Changes, Phil Ochs (1964)



Changes, Phil Ochs (1964)

Sit by my side, come as close as the air,
Share in a memory of gray;
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures
That I play of changes.

Green leaves of summer turn red in the fall
To brown and to yellow they fade.
And then they have to die, trapped within
the circle time parade of changes.

Scenes of my young years were warm in my mind,
Visions of shadows that shine.
Til one day I returned and found they were the
Victims of the vines of changes.

The world's spinning madly, it drifts in the dark
Swings through a hollow of haze,
A race around the stars, a journey through
The universe ablaze with changes.

Moments of magic will glow in the night
All fears of the forest are gone
But when the morning breaks they're swept away by
golden drops of dawn, of changes.

Passions will part to a strange melody.
As fires will sometimes burn cold.
Like petals in the wind, we're puppets to the silver
strings of souls, of changes.

Your tears will be trembling, now we're somewhere else,
One last cup of wine we will pour
And I'll kiss you one more time, and leave you on
the rolling river shores of changes.

So, sit by my side, come as close as the air,
Share in a memory of gray;
Wander in my words, dream about the pictures
That I play of changes.

Nov 10, 2015

Book Review—We Gotta Get Out of This Place, The Soundtrack of the Vietnam War

We Gotta Get Out of This Place - The
Soundtrack of the Vietnam War
(University of Massachusetts Press, 2015)
"If you only read a single book concerning Vietnam veterans this year, make it this one," says Vietnam War veteran, Lem Genovese (Yankee Medic).
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Music is a high-voltage cable embedded into the human experience.

For Vietnam War veterans, music experienced in Vietnam can open channels to an intense and conflicting range of memories that can last a lifetime.

In We Gotta Get Out of This Place - The Soundtrack of the Vietnam War (University of Massachusetts Press, 2015), authors Doug Bradley and Craig Werner offer an engagingly authentic and fascinating account of the impact of music on the men and women who served during the invasion and occupation of southeast Asia.

While serving in Vietnam, veterans used music as a survival tool through which they were comforted, inspired and reminded of the insanity of war. The healing power of music is a recurring theme through the book laced with irony.
 
Death and killing (and not being killed) were followed by breaks as Marines and troops engaged in banter, rest and partying at an EMC (Enlisted Mens' Club or EM Club, 'land of the 10 or 25-cent beer').

In Vietnam, music, the same music from back home, was both surreal and direct, creating a culture at the intersection of war and music, note the authors, and blazing a path for veterans to talk about the War.

"For the Marines at Khe Sanh and the more than three million other men and women who served in Vietnam, music provided release from the uncertainty, isolation, and sometimes stark terror that reached the front lines to the relatively secure rear areas known as the air-conditioned jungle," writes Bradley and Werner in the introduction. "For the fortunate ones who did get back home, music echoed through the secret places where they stored memories and stories they didn't share with their wives, husbands, or children for decades. Music was the key to survival and a path to healing, the center of a human story that's too often been lost in the haze of politics and myth that surrounds Vietnam" (Introduction pp. 1, 2).

Marine Gordon Duff at China Beach 1969
I checked around with Vietnam veterans I know, who after noting the "bullshit" and "lies" that was the Vietnam War, starkly confirmed the power of music coming from the Armed Forces Radio Network and tape systems rigged up in a hootch or if lucky around evacuation hospitals like China Beach.

"More than any other song, 'We Gotta Get Out of This Place,' (written by Barry Mann and Cynthia Weil and recorded by Eric Burdon and the Animals in 1965), was the glue that held the improvised communities of Vietnam together then and a magnet bringing vets together today. 'We Gotta Get Out of This Place' was our 'We Shall Overcome,' observed Bobbie Keith, who served as an Armed Forces Radio DJ in Vietnam from 1967 to 1969 (pp. 9, 10).

I read a passage from Bradley and Werner's book about a group of troops guessing what song was coming up first on the Armed Forces Radio Rock-and-Roll Marathon to a veteran I know. The first song was We Gotta Get Out of This Place.

"I was in Vietnam late, 101st Airborne, C 2/502nd Infantry, Sgt., September 71-Janaury 72, infantry patrolling in the I Corps area. So no music except when we came back to Camp Eagle," said Bob Walsh, an attorney in Michigan now who helps vets fighting neocons at home.

Walsh asked some his war buddies what songs they heard, and sent over music videos produced the last decade of the music they listened to during the war. His talks and emails with me could have come right out of Bradley and Werner's book so connected is the prose of the veterans they interview and use extended first-person, "solo" passages.

"Then I was at Qui Nhon in II Corps, with a security company. So music was around all the time. AFRTS (Armed Forces Radio and Television Service) (Good Morning, Vietnam) actually played some good stuff. The music was of the time and the time of the music. As the Vietnam War dragged on music made some of the strongest and most effective statements. Politics and events informed the art. Some ass commented on the Paint It Black video that the Stones were not talking about Vietnam. He got told to fuck off."

Noted Walsh, "At Fort Rucker, at the helicopter flight school, you had Jags, Vets, Mustangs, big block Dodges. They had a need for speed. Flyin’ and dyin’. So Born to be Wild, by Steppenwolf was in favor with the rotor heads. By the way, I was against the Vietnam war (it was stupid) but it was the only war we had, and I volunteered to go when I did not have to. It was fun, it was real, but it was not real fun."

Like the veterans Bradley and Werner present, Walsh notes a lot of war, peace and insanity themes in the music they listened to. "Take a look at these. My brothers have done a good job," wrote Walsh in an email.

Walsh lists Eve of Destruction (McGuire), Bad Moon Rising (CCR), We Gotta Get Out of This Place (The Animals), The End (The Doors), Fortunate Son (CCR), War (Edwin Starr), Paint It Black (Rolling Stones), Top Five Vietnam War songs, Where Have All the Flowers Gone (The Kingston Trio), and Ballad of the Green Berets.

Walsh's list mirrors the many songs referenced in Bradley and Werner's book.

Chapter Two of We Gotta Get Out of This Place is entitled Bad Moon Rising.

Like the war, tastes and war experiences varied wildly.

"Ed Emanuel, who spent most of 1968 with an all-black Long Ranged Reconnaissance Patrol team operating in Tay Ninh province, found country (music) irritating and usually avoided places where it was being played," (p. 60).

Emanuel was into soul music and Motown.

"If Aretha and Creedence got their strongest response from black and white soldiers, respectively, Jimi Hendrix spoke to almost everyone in Vietnam," writes Bradley and Werner. The Star Spangled Banner at Woodstock, Purple Haze, The Wind Cries Mary, and Machine Gun are noted among others.

The celebratory and healing power of music in Vietnam resonates today.

"I met both Craig Werner and Doug Bradley at the May 2010 LZ Lambeau session on The Deadly Writers Group [out of which the idea for the book grew] and their session dealt with the therapy that comes from writing about our veterans experience. For the most part the readings were filled with disgust, anger, moral injury and how it went down in those lethal moments for the other vet writers," notes Lem Genovese (Yankee Medic), and lifelong musician commenting on the book. "Music has been my lifeline since the day I set foot on Vinh Long Army Base in the Mekong Delta in early December of 1970 and for the 13 months I spent there. Listening to AFVN (American Forces Vietnam Network) non-stop while I spent 14 to 18 hours a day in the non-air conditioned message center office that I had all to myself next to the 214th CAB's Adjutant Office. The music kept me sane and from going off the deep end of substance abuse during my tour of duty."

Craig and Doug get veterans with varied experiences to share their favorite song from their time in Southeast Asia and why after all these decades, that music can instantly transport them back to that time and place. If you only read a single book concerning Vietnam veterans this year, make it this one. From anti-war anthems like Joe McDonald's "I-Feel-Like-I'm-Fixin'-to-Die Rag" and Edwin Starr's "War" to Marvin Gaye's timeless LP "What's Goin' On?" there is a wealth of emotional attachment that needs to be shared with this nation after all these years."

That's high praise for a book from an Army combat field medic of 17 years.

Continues Genovese: "As an aviation unit, our Huey crews would hit their radios to the AFVN stereo signal frequency once we got all of our required radio chatter out of the way. Flying over the Mekong Delta at sunrise and sunset listening to Jimi Hendrix version of Dylan's "All Along The Watch Tower" is a memory that has lasted a lifetime. The brown-white wake of the Navy's swift boats against that surrealistic sky filled with colors that could only be described as psychedelic vermilion, red, purple, yellow in those layers of clouds as the sun peeked over the distant horizon was a once in a lifetime experience for me."

Bing Crosby's "White Christmas" was an especially sarcastic touch, flying over those multilevel colors of green and brown of the Delta. The music basically was not only a lifeline for me in Vietnam, it became a calling. My therapy and my passion all rolled into one."

That's the thing about We Gotta Get Out of This Place - The Soundtrack of the Vietnam War. Truth is after reading the book I didn't feel entitled to review it without checking with my veteran buddies who lived it.

Do a veteran a favor this Veterans Day, and pick up a copy.

Jul 4, 2015

Happy Independence Day for Phil Ochs

Rehearsals for Retirement - Music and Lyrics by Phil Ochs (1969, A&M Records)

The days grow longer for smaller prizes
I feel a stranger to all surprises
You can have them I don't want them
I wear a different kind of garment
In my rehearsals for retirement

The lights are cold again they dance below me
I turn to old friends they do not know me
All but the beggar he remembers
I put a penny down for payment
In my rehearsals for retirement

Had I known the end would end in laughter
I tell my daughter it doesn't matter

The stage is tainted with empty voices
The ladies painted they have no choices
I take my colors from the stable
They lie in tatters by the tournament
In my rehearsals for retirement

Where are the armies who killed a country
And turned a strong man into a baby
No comes the rabble they are welcome
I wait in anger and amusement
In my rehearsals for retirement

Had I known the end would end in laughter
Still I tell my daughter that it doesn't matter

Farewell my own true love, farewell my fancy
Are you still owing me love, though you failed me
But one last gesture for her pleasure
I'll paint your memory on the monument
In my rehearsals for retirement

Dec 22, 2008

Bruce and Barack



The Rising
- Bruce

Can't see nothin' in front of me
Can't see nothin' coming up behind
I make my way through this darkness
I can't feel nothing but this chain that binds me
Lost track of how far I've gone
How far I've gone, how high I've climbed
On my back's a sixty pound stone
On my shoulder a half mile of line

Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

Left the house this morning
Bells ringing filled the air
Wearin' the cross of my calling
On wheels of fire I come rollin' down here

Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li

There's spirits above and behind me
Faces gone black, eyes burnin' bright
May their precious blood bind me
Lord, as I stand before your fiery light

Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li

I see you Mary in the garden
In the garden of a thousand sighs
There's holy pictures of our children
Dancin' in a sky filled with light
May I feel your arms around me
May I feel your blood mix with mine
A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancin' on the end of my line

Sky of blackness and sorrow (a dream of life)
Sky of love, sky of tears (a dream of life)
Sky of glory and sadness (a dream of life)
Sky of mercy, sky of fear (a dream of life)
Sky of memory and shadow (a dream of life)
Your burnin' wind fills my arms tonight
Sky of longing and emptiness (a dream of life)
Sky of fullness, sky of blessed life

Come on up for the rising
Come on up, lay your hands in mine
Come on up for the rising
Come on up for the rising tonight

Li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li, li

Oct 19, 2008

Airplane

"And if you care to see the future; look into the eyes of your young and dancing children …"
- Paul Kantner, Jefferson Airplane (1971)

Video is from Woodstock, 1969.

Sep 15, 2008

Music for the Week



From Blonde on Blonde (1966).

The guilty undertaker sighs,
The lonesome organ grinder cries,
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you.
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn,
But it's not that way,
I wasn't born to lose you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

The drunken politician leaps
Upon the street where mothers weep
And the saviors who are fast asleep,
They wait for you.
And I wait for them to interrupt
Me drinkin' from my broken cup
And ask me to
Open up the gate for you.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now all my fathers, they've gone down
True love, they've been without it.
But all their daughters put me down
'Cause I don't think about it.

Well, I return to the Queen of Spades
And talk with my chambermaid.
She knows that I'm not afraid
To look at her.
She is good to me
And there's nothing she doesn't see.
She knows where I'd like to be
But it doesn't matter.
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.

Now your dancing child with his Chinese suit,
He spoke to me, I took his flute.
No, I wasn't very cute to him,
Was I?
But I did it, though, because he lied
Because he took you for a ride
And because time was on his side
And because I . . .
I want you, I want you,
I want you so bad,
Honey, I want you.