My favorite is "By The Time I Get to Arizona" and "Black Steel in an Hour of Chaos"

Thanks. (I know what you're saying on white guilt release, it's not stop anyone from being killed today or tomorrow or this year. But when the frozen muscles relax, new movement is at least possible. All I'm saying. And if Obama's run made that possible, it's a wonderful, wonderful gift, no matter the issues that one might have with the guy or his policies.)

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

i couldn't find any good audio/video for this - from the Flowers of Romance LP - but i think it predicted the rise and crawl of Dick Cheney (and the Bu$h horror as a whole). PIL circa 1981.

UNDER THE HOUSE
(Lydon/Levene/Atkins)

Under the house
Under the house
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
(under the house)
It went under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
(scream in a dream)
Solid the grave
(vile stinking)
Stone cold ambition
Solid and gross
It went under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I colour the clouds
Under the house
Solid the grave
Stone cold ambition
(solid discreet)
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
Ages apart
Under the house
It's not the sun I wear as a crown
I follow the clouds
Under the house
Scream in the trees
Under the moon
It came out of the wall
A single cadaver
It went under the house
The jugular bulge rips
Steal if I could
Under the house
(ages apart, under the house)
Scream in the trees
(stone cold ambition, solid discreet)
Under the moon
(under the house)
It went under the house
Under the house
A scream in the trees
Under the moon
The vile stink in my nostril
A single cadaver
(stone cold ambition)
It clouded out of the wall
Solid disgrace
(the smoke is a float)
It's not the sun that I wear as a crown
(every breeze brings disease)
Ages apart
Under the house
Mercenary
Under the house

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jah wobblie!

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[Rimshot. Laughter]

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

"Actually, this is unfair. Calling Andy Sullivan a 'professional' Clinton hater is like calling Madame de Pompadour a 'professional' courtesan. Sometimes words are so inadequate."

Priceless.

I don't get this at all. First of all why is the media reporting on 75 hicks from the NE kingdom? Do I care how 12 people voted in a village where the nearest DMV is 3 hours away.

In my best Andy Rooney voice, what I don't understand is last I checked, it was tied in NH. And tied in IA and Obama is actually ahead one idiot delegate.

NH 96% reporting
Clinton 39% 9 delegates
Obama   37% 9 delegates
Edwards 17% 4 delegates

IOWA caucus
Obama   38% 16 delegates
Edwards 30% 14 delegates
Clinton 29% 15 delegates

And McCain is a big winner??? Um, with NH he has 1/3 of Romney delegates. Is it REALLY all about preception and "momentum"? What about % of voters or even the electoral college nature of delegate system?

Do I care how 12 people voted in a village where the nearest DMV is 3 hours away.

of course you don't. fuck those people. who the fuck are they? what kind of a village doesn't have a DMV within a 5 minute taxi cab gallop! The outrage! What is this... the Nunavut territories! Them idiots should all be ground up into meatballs and passed around on the end of toothpicks at the next Unity brunch.

Hope and Ponies!

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about PE before this post. Chuck D was on air america for a while. he's the real deal, and has been all over on issues we care about, from freeing music from big corporations to vote suppression to gosh, just so many things.

PE has always set a high standard for politically aware music, and it's a shame hip-hop has been taken over by corporate interests, which of course put the kibosh on such music almost the minute hip-hop started selling in the 'burbs.

and if we're delagate counting, don't forget the superdelagates. hillary has a huge advantage there, like 111 to obama's 30 or so.

I'm sure I heard them, because they were in the air.

I basically stopped listening to popular music in the mid-80s, after reggae went soft, and dub turned into dancehall. So, I think I just barely missed PE.

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

Today was the last straw. I will NEVER read her again.
Send a little check to John Edwards today. Wish it could be more.

Always has been, always will be. Gad.

You can send MoDo your feedback. My little note:

Hillary's not even my first or second choice, and I responded to that video. It wasn't about the tears. It was about "I see what's happening" and "this is our country." There is no value add to this column whatever, although I'm sure it was easy for you to type, or perhaps, to phone in. If I want to read about Hillary Hatred, I have a decade's worth of clippings I can go to. I hope the same thing happens to you that has already happened to FOX and Chris Matthews -- that you're tarred and feathered and run out of town on a rail by chanting mobs. This column is a new low, and I thought I was accustomed to how low you could go. Good luck with all this. -- Beyond Disgusted

Oh, and here's her number: 1-202-862-0360. Be courteous, now!

NOTE I can say that, because we're still waiting for the second part of Leah's post with that title. No time like the present, eh?

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

just to prove I know nothing

site.

readers, the little blue question mark circle that appears after some words is for you, when you don't know the short hand. OFB Civility Serious SCLM

if you hold your mouse over the blue circle, an explaination will appear in a yellow box.

I always thought it was the number "7". Seriously. Ever since this started. I thought each word was supposed to have its own number (our beloved "Fuck" being presumably No. 1 of course) and that it had just gotten stuck on 7 for all of them.

Actually spent a certain amount of time wondering about this. Turns out in the end it's just my somewhat fuzzy old eyes monitor to blame. Oh well.

It could be that 640x480 monitor!

[dodges zuchinni, imprecations, "Sorry! Ouch!"]

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

I, too, am amazed Lambert has never heard of Chuck D.

They did the music for Spike Lee's second film, "Do The Right Thing." The key cut 'Fight The Power'

They are also great musically.

One of my favorites, from another sound track for Spike Lee, this one "He Got Game," most of the music selected from Aaron Copeland, but Public Enemy does a great re-do sampling of that iconic cut from Buffalo Springfield, damn, can't remember the name, but it has that famous lyric, something's happening...

You see, Chuck D isn't running against the sixties, he's trying to find the connections between then and now.

If things stay close, Hillary owns the tiebreaker.

...for the rest of us

Is the Buffalo Springfield song stolen sampled by PE along with Steven Stills’ voice on the soundtrack for He Got Game.

Some of PE is exciting, most of it is crap. The misogyny and homophobia make their work, for me, the rough equivalent of Ron Paul; superficially charming but you don’t have to look very deep to find nasty and repulsive. At that, they were the high point for rap before it went all gangsta down the toilet and into the sewer.

Not a fan.

I think the "watershed moment" of "rap" was "Whoop! De'tiz!"

All else (do. not. get. me. started. on. Xtian. rap.)since is... effluent.

Are there any rap groups you like, liked? Homophobia and misogyny in PE? you sure? No NWA hell yeah. But PE? You don't like Rick Rubin? The Rabi of rap who introduced the hood to classic metal. We would have no Nickel Back NIN or Limp Bizkit wit him. Say nothing of "I'm a cowboy baby" Kiiiiiiiid Rock! What the hell am I gonna play in the mosh pits now?

... and virulently anti-semitic to boot, but the Ring Cycle is nonetheless great art. The moral of the story is that the person conveys the art, the art does not convey the person. And so with PE. Those tracks were magic. Not coincidence.

Disco still sucks, though.

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

of PE. and their work, if you dismiss it all just because of the problems you perceive in it. seriously- PE is not the problem with hip-hop.

and i speak as one who has long, long railed against the same things i think to which you're objecting here.

Chuck D (CD!) isn't the problem; indeed, he's one of Us. don't let your age, race, or culturaly background blind you.

anymore than my hatred of "country and western" gets in the way of appreciating the dixie chicks. same dif, 'k?

we have seriously got to have a talk.

That would be like considering Johnny Cash a ... reggae artist.

We can admit that we're killers ... but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes! Knowing that we're not going to kill today! ~ Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate 3193.0

what is "hip hop?" or "rap?" to you?

i know what i mean when i use those terms, i guess i' m not clear on what they mean to those who've not appreciated and experienced this form of art for years. i have, and at the same time, i haven't anywhere near others have. still- i know when "hip hop" is mischaracterized, for political purposes, for commercial purposes, for racist purposes.

it's a post/discussion this blog needs to have. what is "hip hop?" what does it mean, to whom, and why?

we could have a similar one about "C&W." i do grok your point, i really do. to me, C&W is Cline, Cash, some others. this New Cuntry stuff is as bad as the new suburban market "hip hop" that i keep hearing...it's nothing like what i came up with, nothing at all.

bottom line: putting corporations in charge of which artists "represent" their genres = always a Bad Idea that corrupts true art. no matter what the sound.

put up a start.

I'll give you some classic country artists.
Marty Robbins.
Patsy Cline.
Joe Stampley.
Cal Smith.
Porter Waggoner.
The Wilburn Brothers.
Conway Twitty.
Kris Kristofferson.
Waylon Jennings.
Tompall Glaser.
Steve Earle.
Ronnie Milsap.
Charlie Rich.
Mel Tillis.
Mel McDaniel.
Hank Thompson.
Hank Williams Sr.

I'll give you six really awful "new country" artists.

Dwight Yoakam.
Shania Twain.
Big & Rich / Montgomery Gentry (interchangeable idjits).
Sara Evans.
Carrie Underwood.
Sugarland.
Toby Keith.

I'll give you six reasonably good "new country" artists.

George Strait.
Alan Jackson.
Clay Walker.
Tracy Lawrence.
Tracy Byrd.
Martina McBride.

I'll suggest that there are a few country singers who aren't really country -- they're kind of more than just one genre or they represent something -- I don't know, not exactly hillbilly, not exactly Southern Rock, but something different and special.

Johnny Cash.
Willie Nelson.
Elvis Presley.
Garth Brooks.

Okay, your turn.

heh.

And without Nickelback, Western civilization would have collapsed. Thank goodness for them (gags).

Nah, hip-hop, rap, whatever, not my thang. I like melody and harmony as well as rhythm, and rhythm alone needs complexity to hold my interest. Three minutes of Whacka-whacka-boom-boom, Whacka-whacka-boom-boom followed by three minutes of Boom-boom-whacka-whacka, Boom-boom-whacka-whacka, repeat ad infinitum, just doesn’t cut it.

Regards the darker side of Public Enemy, here’s a couple of examples. From their first album, Sophisticated Bitch (Yo! Bum Rush The Show,1986):

Little is known about her past
So listen to me cause I know her ass
Used to steal money out her boyfriends clothes
And never got caught, so the story goes
She kept doin' that to all her men
Found the wrong man when she did it again
And still to this day people wonder why
He didn't beat the bitch down till she almost died

And courtesy of the eternally homophobic Flavor Flav in A Letter to the New York Post (Apocalypse '91,1991)

If you're gonna tell a story about people's worries
Watch what you tell 'em cause they don't bring you glory
It only brings agony, ask James Cagney
He beat up on a guy when he found he was a fagney
Cagney is a favorite he is my boy
He don't jive around he's a real McCoy

As Flav goes on to say, “When it comes to getting your facts straight about P.E., Get your shit correct.” Done. I'm not saying PE was without talent, or that nothing they did was worthwhile, but they could have done so much more. To my way of thinking you can't be a little bit bigoted, you either are or you aren't. Complaining about being the victim of bigotry while at the same time expressing bigotry, well, the term is hypocritical and there it is.

I suppose the comparison of Wagner to PE would be apt if the Valkyries sang about how glorious it was to kill Jews, but they did not; Wagner kept his pathology subtle. Never the less, German opera gives me the willies; always has. French opera is like decaf coffee, pleasant enough but not stimulating. The Italians, however, ahhh; Verdi, Puccini, Rossini, Donizetti, Bellini, now there is something serious, something to stir the soul and satisfy the heart.

Different strokes.

... to all great "popular" music, or that which I find great, from Johnny Cash at San Quentin to the Trojan-era Wailers to the Clash to X that I found in Public Enemy. Even in the studio, it sounds live. (Shouldn't all music sound live?)

Great, mature musicianship helps, too.

And if you can imagine that quiddity turning orchestral, we get Parliament Funkadelic and the Grateful Dead.

Can't formalize this, but I feel a connection.

Sarah, what about the Flying Burrito Brothers? I know they're from the 60s, but:

this old earthquakes gonna leave me in the poorhouse

it seems like this whole town's insane

on the 31st floor

a gold plated door

won't keep out the Lord's the burning rain...

Or words to that effect.

from David Allan Coe:

I'd heard The Burritos out in California
could fly higher than The Byrds
Roger McGuinn had a 12 string guitar.
It was like nothing I'd ever heard
And The Eagles flew in from the west coast
Like The Byrds they were trying to be free
While in Texas the talk turned to Outlaws
Like Willie and Waylon and me

We can admit that we're killers ... but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes! Knowing that we're not going to kill today! ~ Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate 3193.0

I know they're not the same stature as Johnny Cash, obviously. But they're one of those "almost every song a gem" bands. Plus there's Emmy Lou Harris before she turned into an icon.

I should probably add Lucinda Williams to my list of the raw and the not-cooked up there, but I don't by a lot of, er, records these days.

PIL and the Sex Pistols, too. Now, PIL, that was a band. I had Metal Box.

Fucking boomers, your bands are all dead now. Why aren't you listening to geeky twangers from Brooklyn, anyhow? Stand aside for the might pony og unity!

And how did we get from New Hamster to here?

[x] Any (D) in the general. [ ] Any mullah-sucking billionaire-teabagging torture-loving pus-encrusted spawn of Cthulhu, bless his (R) heart.

I can still hear Willie, on AM-radio, singing that ...

The City of New Orleans
by Steve Goodman

Riding on the City of New Orleans,
Illinois Central Monday morning rail
Fifteen cars and fifteen restless riders,
Three conductors and twenty-five sacks of mail.
All along the southbound odyssey
The train pulls out at Kankakee
Rolls along past houses, farms and fields.
Passin' trains that have no names,
Freight yards full of old black men
And the graveyards of the rusted automobiles.

CHORUS:
Good morning America how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

Dealin' card games with the old men in the club car.
Penny a point ain't no one keepin' score.
Pass the paper bag that holds the bottle
Feel the wheels rumblin' 'neath the floor.
And the sons of pullman porters
And the sons of engineers
Ride their father's magic carpets made of steel.
Mothers with their babes asleep,
Are rockin' to the gentle beat
And the rhythm of the rails is all they feel.

CHORUS

Nighttime on The City of New Orleans,
Changing cars in Memphis, Tennessee.
Half way home, we'll be there by morning
Through the Mississippi darkness
Rolling down to the sea.
And all the towns and people seem
To fade into a bad dream
And the steel rails still ain't heard the news.
The conductor sings his song again,
The passengers will please refrain
This train's got the disappearing railroad blues.

Good night, America, how are you?
Don't you know me I'm your native son,
I'm the train they call The City of New Orleans,
I'll be gone five hundred miles when the day is done.

©1970, 1971 EMI U Catalogue, Inc and Turnpike Tom Music (ASCAP)

We can admit that we're killers ... but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes! Knowing that we're not going to kill today! ~ Captain James T. Kirk, Stardate 3193.0

You still gotta love

B double E double R U N!

Hazel Dickens sings Joe Hill's "Rebel Girl"
http://youtube.com/watch?v=SHNwKN5D-Co

the intro is Elizabeth Gurley Flynn (Rebel Girl) speaking at Northern Illinois University in 1962 (if i'm not mistaken). Following that is Dickens singing...

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