Oh yes, they annoy me, the eternal do-gooders who just keep telling me that the world is bad and that they have a clear conscience because they are the enlightened ones who have recognized it. Of course, the whole thing also applies to music and I personally make it dependent on who says it and, above all, how. Let's take will.i.am for example: He can lyrically dissect the world's problems for a long time, but I really wouldn't be interested in it even if he had supposed solutions to the world's problems to offer...
The Everlast On the other hand, the emotional Johnny Cash moment elevates the simplicity of his largely denouncing lines and the open confession of American white trash, the pain in the words and the omnipotence of his voice to greater relevance.
I'm still fascinated by it Concert am letzten Sonntag, dem bluesig groovigen Folk Rock Hip Hop. Unvergleichlich! Das ganze Album «Love, War and the Ghost of Whitey Ford» ist definitiv hörenswert und ich kann mirs nun nicht verkneifen, aus eben diesem die zwei neusten Videoclips zu posten, als erstes «Stone in my hand», mit nachfolgenden Lyrics zum nachlesen:
Ride with the devil, hide with the lord
I got no pistol, ain't got no sword
I got no army, ain't got no land,
Ain't got nothing but the stone that's in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
Ain't got nothing but the stone that's in my handYou say you want a revolution, well get on board
We'll start a new crusade; we'll start a holy war
Don't need no orders don't need no plan
I don't need nothing but the stone that's in my handStone in my hand, stone in my hand
I don't need nothing but the stone that's in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
I don't need nothing but the stone that's in my handYou build your fighter jets you drop your bombs,
You kill our fathers, you kill our mothers
You kill our brother and our sisters, and our uncles and our aunts
Still I'm fighting with the stone that's in my handStone in my hand, stone in my hand
Still I'm fighting with the stone that's in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
All the love that's in my heart and the stone that's in my handBlood runs in the gutters, smoke fills the sky
Every son that suffers every mother cries
So if you've had enough and you're ready for your stand
I'll be waiting with the stone that's in my handStone in my hand, stone in my hand
I'll be waiting with the stone that's in my hand
Stone in my hand, stone in my hand
All the love that's in my heart and the stone that's in my hand
Und als zweites den Song «Letters Home from the Garden of Stone», auch hier nachfolgend mit Text:
Sittin› restless under the moonlight
I know I'm getting ready to kill
They say we're going in with the day light
I don't want to but I will...‹Cause I won’t know the man that kills me
And I don't know the men I kill
I thank God for my salvation
Wash away the blood I spillI try not to think about my family
‹Cause it’s a little too much to take
Out here I got me and I got my buddy
We can't afford even one mistakeI started writing on dirty cardboards…
It's the only paper I could find
Tell everyone I got their letters,
Tell everyone I'm doing fineLate at night when I can dream I...
I think about life back in the worldI miss you and dad, I miss sister Sarah
I miss my wife and my baby girlPray for me... pray for my soul Ma
Pray for me and all my sinsThey say I got a job to do now
I'll be back when it finally endsDo you think I should be fighting?
Ma; are you proud? are you ashamed?Really I'm trying to do the right thing
I hope my government can say the same thing‹Cause I won’t know the man that kills me
And I don't know these men I kill
We all wind upon the same side
‹Cause ain’t none of us doin› God’s Will