Salt of the Earth March 12, 2009Posted by The Typist in music, New Orleans, NOLA, Toulouse Street.
Tags: Bernard Maddof, insurrection, Rolling Stones, Salt of the Earth
On days like this when I forget I work for the Counting House and sit contemplating what we could get for restitution if we carved up Bernard Madoff and the rest of “the grey suited grafters” and sold their organs on E-Bay, I need to step back and remember that once rock-and-roll had the power to change the world, that even as Mick leered into the camera and a million girls quivered in their seats the insurrectionary words were still pouring out of the speaker and into our heads and spilling out into the streets.
Sometimes I suggest I’m lazy to post up things from You Tube and there are times when that’s true. Other times this is my own pirate radio station. If you think there is no agenda here then you haven’t been listening close enough. So turn off that “strange beauty show” American Idol (or Hell’s Kitchen or whatever your poison is) and listen up.
Raise your glass to the hard working people
Let’s drink to the uncounted heads
Let’s think of the wavering millions
Who need leading but get gamblers instead
Spare a thought for the stay-at-home voter
Empty eyes gaze at strange beauty shows
And a parade of the gray suited grafters
A choice of cancer or polio
Good night and good luck.