"I’m a-goin’ back out ’fore the rain starts a-fallin’" -Bob Dylan, A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall (1963)
Is it comforting or worrisome to know that, sixty years ago, Bob Dylan sang about many if not all of our current problems in his early 1960s songs? Perhaps both.
You’ll recognize much our predicament in the lyrics of It’s Alright Ma (I’m Only Bleeding).… Read the rest
This is my first post in a couple of weeks. I intend on blogging more in the nearby future. I am taking a break to recap, reconsider and re-energize life. For now I want to share a beautiful poem by HK & The Saltimbanks, a French music group, published December 23, 2021. I translated this from French.
We are the poets, we are the artists Our weapons are words and guitar strings Drum rolls please: troubadours enter stage Musical notes, stars, smiles and stares We're seeing these days, in these strange times A crazy twist: suddenly we’re troublemakers We’re on the fringe, we’re atypical We’re from another era, we’re romantic “Have you not heard, soldiers?… Read the rest
