This Machine Kills Fascists: the Protest Music Thread

It oneboxes for me (Chrome on Linux) but you could manually copy/paste:

https://de-com-po-sure.bandcamp.com/track/pottersville-2

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Thanks. That did it.

A song with some very cool obscure history attached:

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Back to modernity. Kinda.

Written for Katrina, but rather appropriate for now.

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Something a bit more mellow:

I heard Martin Pearson perform this once at the Woodford Folk Festival, but I’ve never been able to find a recording online.

Shame; it’s a catchy song.

George Papapveris’ It takes a soldier

If a Google-fu Ninja amongst us were to find a copy online, I would be glad to hear of it.

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How about a nice christmas song.

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Commemorating some early fascist fighters.

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I fear that I’m going to need to use this one a lot. Peggy Seeger originally (my favourite Seeger :slight_smile:), Dick Gaughan here.

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A modern cliche? Yup. Band is problematical in many areas? Definitely.

Awesome tune? Yass.

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Not her mum? :wink:

However, to get back on track…

Look in my eyes, what do you see?
The cult of personality
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I’ve been everything you want to be
I’m the cult of personality
Like Mussolini and Kennedy
I’m the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights, a Nobel Prize
Then a mirror speaks, the reflection lies
You don’t have to follow me
Only you can set me free
I sell the things you need to be
I’m the smiling face on your T.V.
I’m the cult of personality
I exploit you still you love me
I tell you one and one makes three
I’m the cult of personality
Like Joseph Stalin and Gandhi
I’m the cult of personality
The cult of personality
The cult of personality
Neon lights a Nobel Prize
A leader speaks, that leader dies
You don’t have to follow me
Only you can set you free
You gave me fortune
You gave me fame
You gave me power in your own god’s name
I’m every person you need to be
Oh, I’m the cult of personality
I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of
I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of, I’m the cult of personality

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Per http://www.cockburnproject.net/songs&music/iatf.html

On Wednesday (16 June 2010) at Massey Hall, iconic recording artist Bruce Cockburn and guest stars will perform some of his best-known material. Cockburn talks over the set list with Brad Wheeler.

Written in 1988, the hit single and video from the album Big Circumstance raised awareness of the destruction under way in the Amazon rain forests. Cockburn speaks about the issue, and whether anything has changed.

“It shifts all the time. When I wrote that song they were cutting down the Amazon rain forest to put in cattle. But that didn’t work out, and the next thing you know they’re planting soybeans. But they’re still cutting down the forests, and they’re still displacing the natives. Corn for the biodiesel trade, that’s the new big thing. You can’t win. You create all this awareness about one aspect of the problem, but as soon as you think you have a foot on top of that, it squeezes out from under and morphs into something else.”

- from Bruce Cockburn Set for Luminato Honours - 40 Years of songs to Live By by Brad Wheeler.
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Classic

Sadly, still relevant:

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They burned so bright and faded so fast.

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Come you masters of war
You that build all the guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks

You that never done nothin’
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it’s your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly

Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could
I think you will find
When your death takes its toll
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul

And I hope that you die
And your death’ll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I’ll watch while you’re lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I’ll stand over your grave
’Til I’m sure that you’re dead

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Sometimes you don’t even need words.

I heard Peggy Seeger do this live once:

In the classic folk tradition, it was a five minute song with twenty minutes of story and jokes as an intro. :slight_smile:

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There is value in keeping it simple and hammering a point:

Nobody who listens to that will ever forget what they must never cross. :wink:

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