I can’t let this Sunday go by without a link to a contemporary hymn that should be sung more often.
I stumbled upon it on a Facebook post.
I can’t let this Sunday go by without a link to a contemporary hymn that should be sung more often.
I stumbled upon it on a Facebook post.
Who can ever forget the floating pig that has graced the venues of Pink Floyd, that symbol that has become a sign of resistance to the rock-and-roll generation?
Here’s the tune that bespeaks that beast, from the 1977 Animals album.
Roger Waters in his 2016 tour, though, really stirred the pot, upped the ante with an incendiary update in in Mexico City on October 1, 2016. Be prepared. He pulls no punches.
Big man, pig man
Ha, ha, charade you are
You well heeled big wheel
Ha, ha, charade you are
And when your hand is on your heart
You’re nearly a good laugh
Almost a joker
With your head down in the pig bin
Saying ‘Keep on digging’
Not much has changed since this tune surfaced in 1986. Genesis paints the picture with an irresistible beat, and you can Oh Oh Oh along in spots.
This is the world we live in / And these are the hands we’re given / Use them and let’s start trying / To make it a place worth living in.
The Nice (precursor to Emerson, Lake and Palmer) recorded this piece in the 1960s. Here it’s accompanied with a black-and-white time capsule harboring just a little discontent, despite the strains of West Side Story’s “America” on the keyboard.
There is no way a recording can catch the energy and inventiveness of a live performance, and here, Jethro Tull delivers, in spades, a flautist leading a band in a performance with a bite.
“The home fire burning, the kettle almost boiling but the master of the house Is far away.”
The Pixies may have been on again and off again, but Charles Thompson IV, aka Black Francis aka Frank Black kept busy making his style of rock and roll.
In 1994, Teenager of the Year carried this little manifesto, appropriate for resisters everywhere.
How can you free me
When I’m free?
I am free
Here’s some biting musical satire from Aaron Semer in this September 2919 video with a little different direction that usual.
It’s a pointed musical tune and an in-your-face (literally) video
The time must surely come
For the laws to fit the times.
John Mayall and fellow musicians spread the word, soft blues style.
I love the instrumentation, the harmonica, acoustic guitar, saxophone, flute and electric bass.
It’s been a rare pause here on this Sunday, enough of a break to discover media to spur meditation.
Here’s a remarkable short, animated film, perfect for a Sunday meditation on the march of modernity against the backdrop of a previous civilization. It’s clever and engaging.
Phoebe Bridgers and Conor Oberst got together as Better Oblivion Community Center, and this tune and video, reminiscent of “Hotel California,” carries the same absurdity and dread.
” ‘Relax,’ said the night man
We are programmed to receive
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave!” [Eagles[
“I’m getting used to these dizzy spells
I’m taking a shower at the Bates Motel
I’m getting greedy with this private hell
I’ll go it alone, but that’s just as well” [Better Oblivion Community Center]
Hard to believe that the comedy, satire and parody of The Capitol Steps has been winging it for two decades…
They’ll make fun of America’s idiosyncrasies (and politicians) at the drop of a hat.
Here’s a link to a recent performance of one of the group’s classics.
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