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A Solute To The Common Man   Leave a comment

The Common Man-Art-IMG-4747-72“The Common Man” — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Poetry and Music Soluting The Common Man.
Julian Tuwim’s poem nails it.
In my younger days,
I worked with many a Harlan Clancy —
Tom Russell writes and sings
about in the album “Folk Hotel,”
referencing Aaron Copland’s anthem,
“Fanfare for the Common Man.”

In those early days,
the winters could be harsh,
and having spent many
a Christmas in the cold north,
I end this trilogy to The Common Man
with Merle Haggard,
“If We Make It Through December.”

— kenne

The Common Man

When plastered billboards scream with slogans
‘fight for your country, go to battle’
When media’s print assaults your senses,
‘Support our leaders’ shrieks and rattles…
And fools who don’t know any better
Believe the old, eternal lie
That we must march and shoot and kill
Murder, and burn, and bomb, and grill…

When press begins the battle-cry
That nation needs to unify
And for your country you must die…
Dear brainwashed friend, my neighbor dear
Brother from this, or other nation
Know that the cries of anger, fear,
Are nothing but manipulation
by fat-cats, kings who covet riches,
And feed off your sweat and blood – the leeches!
When call to arms engulfs the land
It means that somewhere oil was found,
Shooting ‘blackgold’ from underground!
It means they found a sneaky way
To make more money, grab more gold
But this is not what you are told!

Don’t spill your blood for bucks or oil
Break, burn your rifle, shout: ‘NO DEAL!’
Let the rich scoundrels, kings, and bankers
Send their own children to get killed!
May your loud voice be amplified
By roar of other common men
The battle-weary of all nations:
WE WON’T BE CONNED TO WAR AGAIN!

Julian Tuwim

 

 

 

 

Tim Russell writes, Harlan Clancy
“. . . out there in the middle of Ohio,
a place you’ll never likely go . . .
Euro tourists never make it there . . .
the America of the shit jobs, farms,
remote ranches, wrecking yards,
inner-city brothels, shooting galleries,
used car lots, and back street bars that
still have Narco corridos, or Otis Redding,
or George Jones on the jukebox.” 

Willie, Still Great After All These Years   11 comments

Willie Nelson art blogWillie Nelson at dedication of statue in Austin.

50785The first time we saw Willie Nelson and Family was in the 70’s at Austin’s Waterloo Park. Over the years we have attended several of his July 4th Picnics, and Farm Aid events. (This year’s Farm Aid in September is already sold out.)

People love Willie and his music. He is one of the few entertainers who doesn’t need fancy settings and lighting to connect with the audience, establishing a mutual appreciation that lasts for years. This was very evident as we talked to people at yesterday’s Casino Del Sol Resort in Tucson. We were all quick to share our “Willie” stories that flowed in a stream of love. It is said that “Texas is a state of mind,” for us this 80-year-old singer/song-writer (a true poet) is a state of mind.

Jody Payne

Jody Payne

Last night’s concert was straight-ahead music for 90 minutes. If he had a message to convey, it was in the music. I was a little surprised that he didn’t mention the death (August 10, 2013) of his longtime friend, Jody Payne. Jody played guitar with Willie for 30 years. You can see a video of Bobbie Nelson is on piano, Johnny Gimble on the fiddle, and Jody Payne on guitar, filmed in Willie’s Church in his town called Luck in Texas at willienelson.com.

As we have done so often in the past, we set on the ground, this time for 2 1/2 hours, which included the talented young band, Wild Feathers.  For my old body to allow me to sit on the hard ground that long is testimonial to how entertaining the evening was at the  5,000-seat Anselmo Valencia Tori Amphitheater (AVA) at the Casino Del Sol Resort. It’s a great venue for music under the stars on a pleasant desert night. The only thing that seems to be missing from last night’s concert, compared to those in the past, was a whiff of marijuana smoke in the air — just “roll me up and smoke me when I die.”

The more I look at these gray-headed guys with white beards, the more I can see why, while lounging by the Casino pool yesterday, a guy came over and ask if I was a member of Willie’s band. I thought about playing along, telling him I was Merle Haggard, Willie’s special guest — I’ve been told I look like Merle, it might have worked.Oh, well!

I didn’t have any of my cameras with me, just my iPhone, so I put together a few clips to give you an idea of what the evening was like. I would like for the quality to be better, but these smart phone cameras are getting better all the time.

kenne

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