Friends analog and digital directed me to this Ta-Nahasi Coates column on the scope of "one of the most progressive nights in American history, and arguably the most progressive night in American history in some 40 years.." From a social issues point of view, I see his point, I said, but can we listen to some very good music and read some smart opinions and some very good poems while I marinate a d(ec)a(de)y in my complicity's stomach acids before we start jabbing and smacking each other on a car trip from hell from now to 2016 please? No? I can't either, but Irwin played that Mekons song above yesterday, it's not zombie-pandering, but sure, it can be if you want it be, I think we can at least all agree no one can have enough Mekons. Yes?
- The question, of course, is does a move to the left on social issues drag the Democratic Party in general and Obama in particular to the left on economic issues re: Corporate and issues of privacy and police state and war? Is the argument that the social move need come first or is that move sufficient unto itself as the most that's attainable (and most essential)?
- Status quo.
- Hangover.
- That didn't take long.
- The real winner.
- Of course he will.
- Of course they will. When you see me ask me to tell you the story of a conversation I had at Illtopsay yesterday I don't want to relate here for reasons that will be obvious once you hear the story.
- Related, it's not power, it's power in service of a theology. All visa versas apply, of course.
- If I was Chris Christie I'd double my bodyguard protection.
- Speaking of Illtopsay conversations, a friend, a huge supporter of Elizabeth Warren who insistently reassures me of Warren's progressive credibility, told me that Warren could quickly become to the Democratic Left what Wellstone was, could in fact run in the 2016 primaries as the progressive candidate on the palette.
- Of course they were. I never said Republicans aren't motherfuckers.
- YFWP brings the duh.
- Romney camp retooling after latest setback.
- OK, one tidbit: On the "revenge" remark, why would Obama use the word "revenge," it's evil. I said, the context was that voters could get revenge for being lied to in Romney's notoriously deceitful add about Jeeps and Japan. It wasn't deceitful, I was told, the liberal media lied that it was a lie. Also, Romney lost because he's too decent and honest a man who couldn't be a meanie like Obama.
- I am delighted this motherfucker lost. Now if the Redskins never win again I'll be ecstatic.
- The degradation of Third Party politics.
- Celtic beating Barca made Rod Stewart cry. His music still sucks, but I now like the guy.
- United's game postponed last night because of winter storm. United wanted to play - the field conditions would favor United, United outraged game not played, the field conditions would have hindered Metros, Metros pleased game not played, United fans outraged, Metro fans pleased, fine metaphors, as always, abounding.
- It's 2012, why the fuck can't I watch the game on my computer?
- Winner plays in Houston Saturday, gets home game next week.
- Silliman's always awesome litlinks.
- >>Deleted bleggalgaze<<
- Is there gonna be a Zappadan this year? Haven't seen any rumblings, know it's still weeks away but....
- Ok but not excellent Kate Bush cover.
- Mekons requests still solicited. Here are two from Destination Out (sorry, I couldn't find the third): Only Darkness Has the Power & Insignificance.
- Your request here.
AFTER WORKING LONG ON ONE THING
Jane Kenyon
Through the screen door
I hear a hummingbird, inquiring
for nectar among the stalwart
hollyhocks - an erratic flying
ruby, asking for sweets among
the sticky-throated flowers.
The sky won't darken in the west
until ten. Where shall I turn
this light and tired mind?
Good story about Gary Johnson.
ReplyDeleteI wonder why Ames mentioned Rocky Anderson, but not Jill Stein?
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Re: Elizabeth Warren. Does your friend know her progressive views on Iran and Israel? Didn't think so.
ReplyDeleteMy concern has always been that Obama would see his win as an endorsement of his wrong-headed policies. The Pom-Pom Squad will adopt his framing of "Saving Social Security" and the Rs will live, yet again by Obama's hand, to attack Ds as the Party that took you SS and Medicare away. Plus ca change.
yeah, no one likes rod stewart. but check out this great cumbia cover of his if you think im sexy song:
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eRlkt-qRdh0
Somebody somewhere will be celebrating Zappadan. I usually start the
ReplyDeleteHow many days until Zappadan question around Halloween. Also, too, Night of The Living Van Vliet
More election crap? Sheesh, what's everyone waiting for, 2016 will be here before you know it.
ReplyDeleteWinner plays in Houston on Sunday. MLS' LA/NY love could still benefit us, a little bit. Y'know, by repairing some of the damage it did already.
ReplyDeleteThe crazy is already doubled down. I had someone (a Christian) rant at me yesterday that Obama isn't a Christian. Because he's for abortion. I asked what he'd done that affects abortion (expecting maybe an at least coherent answer about executive orders). I got headsplatter.
Yeah, okay, fine. I admit it was fun.
I would recco "Orpheus" one of my favorites for the lyrics and the way they trade off vocals.
ReplyDelete"Memphis Egypt" because it can NEVER be loud enough for me.
"Warm Summer sun" or "Calling All Demons" from the most recent album
"the cover of "Wild And Blue" because Sally just handles it so loverly...
"Millionaire" again because Sally....
Or hell, as I said at my joint, just all of 'em, Katie....
As for thunder and the crap about some imaginary thing the Dems might do in the future....I am done arguing about it for a while. I am going to drink some, look at the kittehs, and listen to the Boomtown Rats....
Thanks, tomorrow's playlist.
DeleteI got headsplatter.
ReplyDeleteDammit, now I'm hungry.
I knew this was pure Z.R.M. bait.
ReplyDeleteFor a zombie, I am pretty fucking easy, it is true.
ReplyDeleteLyrics to Orpheus:
ReplyDeleteAll my time I spent in heaven
Revelries of dance and wine
Waking to the sound of laughter
Up I'd rise and kiss the sky
Ecstacy and fornication
Music, lust and poetry
Something stirs, I hear a warning
I look for Euridices
Lose your head
Searching through the pits of Hades
Like a miner in the gloom
I seek out to find my babies
Don't look back the warning booms
In my thoughts that warning shakes me
How can fate deceive me now?
I will think on worlds in order
I will make a solemn vow
Lose your head
One last glimpse to take back with me
Set my eyes, despite the fear
One last glimpse was all they needed
LOOSE THE MEKONS came the cheer
Torn in two, and cut and scattered
Limb from limb and heart from mind
In the water hear me singing
As my head swirls in the brine
Lose your head
I will teach them from my lesson
I will teach them from my song
I will speak of all lives wonder
Where I land will be renowned
Where I land will be the fortress
Of this fight against the tides
Tides of rotten patriarchy
Tides of greed and tricks and lies
Lose your head
Oh, wait! Gin Palace:
ReplyDeleteDown in the Glen there's a band of old men
Drinking their cider till dawn
Warming to fires made of ashcans and tyres
The outcasts on Liberty hill
In the Gin Palace now!
We're swaying together as one
Ill-defined features and hair stood on end
The Dandys the Fops and the Goths
Come on and get dressed baby pull on your pants
We're going to go out tonight
Through the dirty dark streets
So cold and so bleak
See the lights turn fog into gold
A community centre for the hopeless
The brains of the dispossessed
Sometimes it turns reeling into your arms
Cling together excited and laughing
Strangers flung together on a fast fun-house floor
It turned you out of your bed
The right to stew in your own juice
The freedom to freeze and die
Inside so hot so bright and so loud
The people all talking at once
Flashing dark eyes shining red lips
Beautiful glistening clothes
In the Gin Palace now!
We're swaying together as one
They've cashed in the chips on our shoulders
In the Casino economy
Place your bets
Look, BDR, you fecking asked for it. Here's Memphis, Egypt, and a companion song that mixes up slave trade and vietnam:
ReplyDeletedestroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late,
the battles we fought were long and hard,
just not to be consumed by rock n' roll...
capitalismos, favorite boy child, we must apologise,
up in the rafters a rope is danglin',
spots before the eyes of rock n' roll...
we know the devil and we have shaken him by the hand,
embraced him and thought his foul (stinking) breath was fine perfume
just like rock n' roll...
east berlin can't buy a thing, there's nothing they can sell me,
walk through the wall no pain at all
i'm born inside the belly of rock n' roll...
it's something to sell your labor for when hair sprouts out below,
i'm a microscope on that secret place where
we all want to go, it's rock n' roll.
Amnesia:
it was a dark and stormy night and the ship was rockin' on the open sea
tossing and turning and rolling in our bunks the first mate the boss and me
from bristol to the ivory coast then on to jamaica
down in the hold there is no sound we're taking rock n' roll to america
bless my soul what's wrong with me i forgot to forget to remember
the king of england waits in exile in the crack fields of bolivia
burning white house shining path back to reconquer americay
eric burdon stunned in mississippi on the animal's u.s. tour
mardi gras indian segregation 1964
up the river wah wah throbbing heavy artillary
blackface painted floodlit jungle gringo military
any old army high on drugs fighting that rock n' roll war
truth justice and led zepplin heavy metal marine corps...
You DON'T want me to get into the Curse/Retreat/Me axis....
ReplyDeleteOK, see now you know what you asked for. Here is "Dancing in the Head" which is NOT the first Mekons zombie-related song:
ReplyDeletehttp://youtu.be/qYLQLynXuiY
Do you want more? Here's more; a timely song from an end-of-the-world musing, journey To The End Of The Night, called the Flood (and timely as fuck, am i right)
ReplyDeleteI was pretty, you were clever
You helped me out in my endeavours
Down die river late in September
We told jokes I can't remember
Deeper men with truer vision
Never knew what they'd been missing
'Ehe rwer's full but not for fishing
Ihe wish comes true but not through wishing
Up in die hills you trickled slyly
'through die grass a flash ofsilver
Just let me do all the talking
Together we'll pull it 0ff
Sing me a worksong, water baby
Sing your heart out through the city
Wider boys with bottles shiny
Sailed away down to die briney
Zip up those pants, there's someone coming
Pull on your vest and over die side
One more rain will flood the cellars
Under the car parks in die dark
I sat in a bar at night, right at river level
And watched die black swollen river in fiill flood
Great broken trees spin slowly, just feet away from me
On die other side of die plate glass
LOOSE THE MEKONS came the cheer!
ReplyDeleteOh yeah...
AND, to be completely and fully annoying as possible, here is the post I made after going down to Chicago to see them about one year ago:
ReplyDeletehttp://empireofthesenseless.wordpress.com/2011/10/07/i-was-tempted-to-believe-i-was-tempted-to-believe/
I do have to say, however, thank you; I was on a Boomtown Rats kick all day, but based on my comment-frenzy, have been digging into my Mekons Playlist and it is fine, yes sir, it is fine....
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