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I ain’t gonna work on Dubya’s Farm no more

June 6, 2008 at 2:25 pm · Filed under Life, Meaning, & Selfhood + Politics

I was raised on Bob Dylan by my parents. Oh my parent’s played other music and I had my share of childhood albums: 6th Grade, Quiet Riot! “Bang Your Head!“; Freshmen Highschool, Rush! “Todays tom sawyer
Mean mean pride.”

However, Dylan’s music was a common theme in our household and his lyrics still keep coming back and haunting my brain time and time again. Even during my rivethead punk as fuck “Thieves, thieves and liars, murderers. Hypocrites and bastards!“years I still admitted to liking Bob Dylan and listened to him. Thus, the news today that Bob Dylan endorses Barack Obama made me smile.

It’s all the more interesting since while I’ve been an Barack Obama supporter for most this primary season, my parents and sister have stood with Hillary Clinton. Unlike the rest of the electorate, this never lead to any squabbles, but it certainly exhibited itself as a microcosm of the larger divide in the Democratic party: that gray female liberal voting block, you know the ones who struggled all their lives against glass ceilings and being ignored by the old boys club? Well that’s pretty much my Mom. And that college educated liberal generation X voting block, you know the ones with San Francisco values who are really hoping that one day the Green Party will be more then a sideshow? Well that’s pretty much me.

So now that I got all that exposition* out of the way, I thought I’d share the results of a back and forth Bob Dylan lyric exchange I had with my Parents today.

Dubya’s Farm

I ain’t gonna pay for Bush’s war no more
No, I aint gonna pay for Bush’s war no more
Well, I wake up in the morning
Fold my hands and pray for rain
I got a bucket full of bills
That are drivin’ me insane
The only job left is to scrub Wal-Mart’s floor
I ain’t gonna pay for Bush’s war no more.

I ain’t gonna fall for Bush’s bullshit no more.
No, I ain’t gonna fall for Bush’s bullshit no more.
Well, he hands you a nickel,
He hands you a dime,
He asks you with a grin
If you’re havin’ a good time,
Then he takes all your cash to fund the war.
I ain’t gonna fall for Bush’s bullshit no more.

I ain’t gonna deal with Cheney’s lies no more.
No, I ain’t gonna deal with Cheney’s lies no more.
Well, he puts his shotgun
Out in your face just for kicks.
His bunker window
It is made out of bricks.
And Blackwater Ops stand around his door.
Ah, I ain’t gonna deal with Cheney’s lies no more.

I ain’t gonna believe McCain’s talk no more.
No, I ain’t gonna believe McCain’s talk no more.
Well, he talks to all the people
About his straight talk express.
Everybody says
He’s not like Mr Bush.
But his policies are the same on every score.
I ain’t gonna believe McCain’s talk no more.

I ain’t gonna work on Dubya’s Farm no more.
No, I ain’t gonna work on Dubya’s Farm no more.
Well, I try my best
To be just like I am,
But everybody wants you
To be just like them.
They sing while you slave and I just get bored.
I ain’t gonna work on Dubya’s Farm no more.

*I know that was quite a bit of exposition, but now you get an inkling of why I might cherish this little song cover collaboration.

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I’ve been away for a bit…

July 18, 2007 at 5:32 pm · Filed under Life, Meaning, & Selfhood + Blogging about blogging

With vacations in Hawaii and campouts on the playa, I’ve gotten outta the habit of blogging lately. Looking to get back into the groove though.

As a warning, my next post is gonna be about this lovely bit of future I now own called the iphone. For those of you sick of iphone discussion, watch this awesome music view and ignore the next post.

Hot Chip ~ “Over and Over”
“Over and over and over and over like a monkey with a miniature cymbal…”

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Brains! Balloons! Drum&Bass!

May 26, 2007 at 9:11 pm · Filed under Art Freak Culture + Life, Meaning, & Selfhood

Friday’s Zombie Mob was a rousing success! I went down to Justin Herman and road for a bit with Critical Mass then met up with the zombie horde. I tried to stop them with my bicycle, but I was overpowered by the terrifyingly ugly Rubin zombie.

I had hoped that my bicycle helmet would protect me from their ferocious appetite for my cortex; however, as you can see from the photo they got past it’s defenses. My zombie alter-ego didn’t want to leave his bicycle but he had seemly lost all coordination and could only fall over the handlebars and walk it along.

The highlight of the day would have to be when one of the zombie horde sat down at the dianetics booth, stress meter in hand, screaming “Brains! Brains!” And in the background other zombies screaming “brainwash!” Oh and there was the one sorta freaked out teenager with the balloons that I shambled after yelling “Baaalloooooooon!”

After running home and washing the blood off, I went to the Amon Tobin concert, which was amazing. As I texted to my friend after the show:

Pure relentless funky evil has been driven into my skull and has infected me with an alien virus.

That pretty much sums up the absolutely incredible show.

p.s. CNET blogged about the zombie mob

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Internet radio death knell

April 17, 2007 at 2:00 pm · Filed under uncategorized

I’m usually not one to sign internet petitions, but it does really seem like internet radio is in serious trouble here. I listen to a lot of it and I’d hate to see it die.

On March 2, 2007 the Copyright Royalty Board (CRB), which oversees sound recording royalties paid by Internet radio services, increased Internet radio’s royalty burden between 300 and 1200 percent and thereby jeopardized the industry’s future.

Without a doubt most Internet radio services will go bankrupt and cease webcasting if this royalty rate is not reversed by the Congress, and webcasters’ demise will mean a great loss of creative and diverse radio. Surviving webcasters will need sweetheart licenses that major record labels will be only too happy to offer, so long as the webcaster permits the major label to control the programming and playlist. Is that the Internet radio you care to hear?

Read more about it at SaveNetRadio

Sign the petition (you can have it autofaxed, sent as a printed letter, or as an email)

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