Hell
Beccy cole is an australian country and western singer, who I didn't used to despise.
But late at night this song of hers comes on the abc just before it starts playing old british b & w pre 1960 movies.
It's called poster girl or the other side of the world or something like that. Who gives a fuck really. It may as well be called steaming pile of horse shit mixed with dog's vomit.
Music is a beautiful thing, in an ugly world it can be all that keeps some people going, so to taint it with sentiments like she expresses in that song ... well I guess it just shows how little tolerence I have for twats.
Beccy went to support some aussie troops somewhere overseas in the war on terra. BFD Thats her right and good on her. And when she came back she got notice that some ex fan had ripped her posters off the wall, because of her support for an unjust war. Good on her fan, thats their right too.
And if it had all stopped there the world would have been a better place.
But no it couldn't could it. Cos Beccy had to write a song about the whole thing. And the song makes me spew vile and anger every time I hear it.
Now as bad as the wars are I have no problem with artists going to support their troops, Micheal Franti did, and no one can accuse him of being a warmonger, (well not if they want to be taken seriously, as a human with a functioning nervous system they can't). He didn't have to write a song justifying his trip tho. Actually some of the songs he wrote as a result of his trip are enough justification in themselves. Jeff Wells, on his awesome RI blog, often talks about weirdness, about portals to the dark side and how they relate to the world we struggle through today.
So in that semi context I reckon music can function as a portal as effective as any cross between Contact and hellboy. I don't buy that heavy metal is the devils music bullshit, cos the portal is in ya head and what you invoke is you bring to the world.
So beccy now sings about how she had never been so proud to be an aussie as when she held the hand of some digger (aussie soldier - named after "the diggers".
Perhaps she should learn about the history of the diggers both in England and in Aussie during the Ballarat gold rush.
Never been more proud, fuck that, I am proud to be an aussie when I see mad right wing rednecks, hippies with dreads and crazy anarchists like me all working together in terrible conditions to save people's houses from bushfires. I was pretty proud when Tim Cahill scored during the world cup, damn proud when I understood the importance of the Eureka stockade, and what it meantr for ordinary hard working people. And well just grateful when, after my wife started fitting in the middle of the bush here, that she was in a hospital within an hour, (still fitting, but at least they can deal with that serious stuff in a hospital,), but looking back proud that a combination of volunteers and money donated by ordinary people like her, and some corporations, got her out. There's a shitload more to be proud of about this place than that lie.
But I am fucking far from proud that our soldiers are being used to further someone else's foreign policy and attempt to legitimise some of the dodgiest bullshit in history.
Pretty far from proud.
So beccy write something good. I can't write about the beauty of music without getting this off my chest, and thats what i am trying to do. Cos music is a portal, and your song is full of ideas that really don't deserve time and space in this world. Anyway thats enough ranting on the subject, if you really care about the song and judging it for yourself you can probably find it somewhere, but I am not gonna link to it, cos it sucks. Unlike the Stone Roses.
BTW Here's the lyrics to an old digger song. Nothings changed much, especially if you live in LA and got your food from a particular community farm.
In 1649
To St George's Hill
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people' s will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed
Reclaiming what was theirs
We come in peace, they said
To dig and sow
We come to work the land in common
And to make the waste land grow
This earth divided
We will make whole
So it can be
A common treasury for all.
The sin of property
We do disdain
No one has any right to buy and sell
The earth for private gain
By theft and murder
They took the land
Now everywhere the walls
Rise up at their command.
They make the laws
To chain us well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feeds the rich
While poor men starve
We work, we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to masters
Or pay rent to the lords
We are free men
Though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory
Stand up now
From the men of property
The orders came
They sent the hired men and troopers
To wipe out the Diggers' claim
Tear down their cottages
Destroy their corn
They were dispersed -
Only the vision lingers on
You poor take courage
You rich take care
The earth was made a common treasury
For everyone to share
All things in common
All people one
We come in peace
The order came to cut them down
But late at night this song of hers comes on the abc just before it starts playing old british b & w pre 1960 movies.
It's called poster girl or the other side of the world or something like that. Who gives a fuck really. It may as well be called steaming pile of horse shit mixed with dog's vomit.
Music is a beautiful thing, in an ugly world it can be all that keeps some people going, so to taint it with sentiments like she expresses in that song ... well I guess it just shows how little tolerence I have for twats.
Beccy went to support some aussie troops somewhere overseas in the war on terra. BFD Thats her right and good on her. And when she came back she got notice that some ex fan had ripped her posters off the wall, because of her support for an unjust war. Good on her fan, thats their right too.
And if it had all stopped there the world would have been a better place.
But no it couldn't could it. Cos Beccy had to write a song about the whole thing. And the song makes me spew vile and anger every time I hear it.
Now as bad as the wars are I have no problem with artists going to support their troops, Micheal Franti did, and no one can accuse him of being a warmonger, (well not if they want to be taken seriously, as a human with a functioning nervous system they can't). He didn't have to write a song justifying his trip tho. Actually some of the songs he wrote as a result of his trip are enough justification in themselves. Jeff Wells, on his awesome RI blog, often talks about weirdness, about portals to the dark side and how they relate to the world we struggle through today.
So in that semi context I reckon music can function as a portal as effective as any cross between Contact and hellboy. I don't buy that heavy metal is the devils music bullshit, cos the portal is in ya head and what you invoke is you bring to the world.
So beccy now sings about how she had never been so proud to be an aussie as when she held the hand of some digger (aussie soldier - named after "the diggers".
Perhaps she should learn about the history of the diggers both in England and in Aussie during the Ballarat gold rush.
Never been more proud, fuck that, I am proud to be an aussie when I see mad right wing rednecks, hippies with dreads and crazy anarchists like me all working together in terrible conditions to save people's houses from bushfires. I was pretty proud when Tim Cahill scored during the world cup, damn proud when I understood the importance of the Eureka stockade, and what it meantr for ordinary hard working people. And well just grateful when, after my wife started fitting in the middle of the bush here, that she was in a hospital within an hour, (still fitting, but at least they can deal with that serious stuff in a hospital,), but looking back proud that a combination of volunteers and money donated by ordinary people like her, and some corporations, got her out. There's a shitload more to be proud of about this place than that lie.
But I am fucking far from proud that our soldiers are being used to further someone else's foreign policy and attempt to legitimise some of the dodgiest bullshit in history.
Pretty far from proud.
So beccy write something good. I can't write about the beauty of music without getting this off my chest, and thats what i am trying to do. Cos music is a portal, and your song is full of ideas that really don't deserve time and space in this world. Anyway thats enough ranting on the subject, if you really care about the song and judging it for yourself you can probably find it somewhere, but I am not gonna link to it, cos it sucks. Unlike the Stone Roses.
BTW Here's the lyrics to an old digger song. Nothings changed much, especially if you live in LA and got your food from a particular community farm.
In 1649
To St George's Hill
A ragged band they called the Diggers
Came to show the people' s will
They defied the landlords
They defied the laws
They were the dispossessed
Reclaiming what was theirs
We come in peace, they said
To dig and sow
We come to work the land in common
And to make the waste land grow
This earth divided
We will make whole
So it can be
A common treasury for all.
The sin of property
We do disdain
No one has any right to buy and sell
The earth for private gain
By theft and murder
They took the land
Now everywhere the walls
Rise up at their command.
They make the laws
To chain us well
The clergy dazzle us with heaven
Or they damn us into hell
We will not worship
The God they serve
The God of greed who feeds the rich
While poor men starve
We work, we eat together
We need no swords
We will not bow to masters
Or pay rent to the lords
We are free men
Though we are poor
You Diggers all stand up for glory
Stand up now
From the men of property
The orders came
They sent the hired men and troopers
To wipe out the Diggers' claim
Tear down their cottages
Destroy their corn
They were dispersed -
Only the vision lingers on
You poor take courage
You rich take care
The earth was made a common treasury
For everyone to share
All things in common
All people one
We come in peace
The order came to cut them down
posted by jules at 10:16 PM
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Billy Bragg did a version of that song calling it'World Turned Upside Down' on his 1984 'Between the Wars' EP.
By the time I'd listened to it 3 times I knew every line. Rarely has so much been summed up by so few words.
Thanks for the reminder.
Did he really??
Wow thanks for that.
Billy bragg is pretty damn funny, and pretty on the money, too.
I love his version of joe Hill, and that song my "30,000".
In fact most of his stuff is awesome, but there's so much of it now...
I used to have a copy of the peel sessions record he did. Dunno what happened to it tho.
Here's another Billy Bragg lyric that you'll enjoy:
The Boy Done Good
Strange as it may seem, I once had my football dreams
But I was always the last one, the last to get chosen
When my classmates picked their teams
I guess that was the way it stayed in every game I played
Life just kicked me, clattered and tripped me
Till you picked me from the parade
Now I feel like I've won the cup every time that we make love
Forty-five minutes each way, at halftime I hear a brass
band play
The boy done good, the girl done better,
The seasons turn and we're still together,
The sky's still blue and tomorrow is another day
You weren't that kind of a bird who likes her studs to be covered in mud
Taking you to the pictures was a regular fixture
For one of life's eternal subs
Though I tried hard acting tough, I just can't stand the
taste of that stuff
Like some macho park player I got in the way of
In some grudge match against his club
Still I'm happier how I am today now I've put my boots away
I guess I'll never get picked to play my song on Match of the Day
WORDS: Billy Bragg - MUSIC: Johnny Marr
Your blog disappoints me. Rarely has so much emotion been used as a substitute for so little thought. "Unjust war", you say? Well, the 9/11 attack by al-Qaeda was unjust. So was Pearl Harbor. I suppose you believe that Hiroshima was unjust also. Not unjust, only inevitable.
Wow, you really are a moonbat, aintcha?
Oh well. Have fun with your little digital temper-tantrum area. I'll be in the desert with the U.S. Army, fighting the "unjust" war against the followers of "Mo' ham, Ed" (beasts pee upon him)>
"It may as well be called steaming pile of horse shit mixed with dog’s vomit."
Do you mean her song or your blog?!?
I stumbled upon this excuse for a web site doing a search on Beccy Cole. I never heard of her before, but I'm buying her album now. "Poster Girl" says it all perfectly.
And, if you don't like it, too damn bad. I'm sure if she did an anti-war or anti-digger ballad you'd be creaming your pants by now.
Ranting Moonbats sure love the F word. Makes them feel that surge of protest angst and swagger.
I think really they are pussies and assholes (see T.E.A.M. America for updated definitions)
If freedom depended on these guys we would all be f'd.
Hey moonbat, the world is a tough place. Always has been. Read history. Maybe you attended a government-funded school because your lack of perspective shows.
You are free to believe whatever you want and hug all the trees while you're at it (go to a national cemetery and say a prayer of thanks to those that fought the Nazis and Japanese imperialists to preserve that freedom for you), but keep your stupid opinion to yourself on issues like this.
We are talking about an entertainer that brings some joy to the troops in the field. The women shows gratitude. Gratitude toward the men and women willing to step up to the plate wouldn't hurt you one bit. Whining about her efforts because you subscribe to some far left notion that the war is all a lie and that western civilization is not at war with the 15th century freedom fearing Muslims who would love nothing more than separate your whining little head from you body and lock all your sisters up (after raping them) doesn’t make you sound better, smarter, more informed, morally superior, wittier, worth of admiration, braver, or politically more correct. In other words Shut Up and rant about something else eh?
I used to think like you (when I was young and naive and smoked too much pot) but I thank God I awoke from that stupid dream.
Go ahead and do your part to make the world a better place. Just quite the whining, it makes you sound small and insignificant and worse, ungrateful. Thanks.
"And the song makes me spew vile and anger every time I hear it."
No. It's all you. A song can't make you do anything. Be a man and take some damn responsibility for what's inside you- if you spew vile and anger, that's only because it's what you've decided to do. Captain your own soul.
Ben
Islam is coming. Fight or submit. If you think this war is about G. Bush or the USA, ask yourself this: If the U.S. disappeared tomorrow, would Islam stop attacking? Or would it make a play to complete it's total submission of the world?
This war is going to last a long time, and if we will not fight, our grandchildren will be Muslims.
I like the girl, and if she sees who is clearly in the right in this case, good for her. Your juvenile response only shows your issues, not hers.
Enter the intellectual vacuum that is contemporary liberalism. If you think that you will be spared from having your throat slit because you are "on their side," you are nieve beyond comprehension.
That is the problem with the lunatic fring and the Marxist left, they truly believe themselves to be immune, but are the first to be slaughtered on the
altar of collectivism.
This has held true in Soviet Russia, Communist China, Cambodia,
Vietnam, Nicaragua, Cuba, Nazi Germany, Imperial Japan and every other collectivist regiem that was
responsible for the deaths of 150 million innocent human beings in the last century.
I almost hope the Islamic radicals win so that I can see look on your face as your head is being slowly severed while your murderers are chanting Allahu Akbar!
But alas, I will be long dead before you meet your self-imposed fate. I will go down fighting! I am a gun toting American who will take 20 of them out before I go quietly into that goodnight.
Liberalism, it is an excellent substitute for thinking!
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