About 8 years ago I put up a post where I used the childhood image of the buckethead to the right. What I failed to add in to the post was the feeling I had that there was more to come. Time has passed and my gut was proven right … again.
Now we are witnessing events that in addition to the situations laid bare by the ongoing pandemic (yes, no matter how bad we may want to wish it away, there still is a pandemic going on…). It should be even more obvious now how perceptions rules responses in too many quarters. Not begrudging anything done to help the innocent victims of the latest “madnesses”.
I remember times when protest music was heard all over the place. “People Got To Be Free” by New Jersey’s (The Young) Rascals could be heard left and right. There was Hendrix’s “Machine Gun” and the Isley’s “Fight the Power” (was a chant on basketball and handball courts).
Chicago’s “It Better End Soon”, Edwin Starr’s “War” re-popularized by Chris Tucker & Jackie Chan in Rush Hour along with Marvin Gaye’s “What’s Going On?” seem quite timely about now.
I’ve long since stopped regularly listening to broadcast “music” radio -too much talk, commercials and homogenization for my tastes- but when I “pop in” all I hear is “shake that tail” “Ohh baby” this and that.
Now, I am the last one to not like a good groove. A groove is what moves me. But food for thoughts… that fuels me. It’s time for radio to take it back up a notch (or few). Music radio should do more than distract. That being said…
In short, if we as a collective don’t get our rocks into that proverbial sock there will come a time when there won’t be much left of this rock.
I’m jus’ sayin’
Now as then,
the more things change …
the more they seem the same huh?
