Happy May Day to One and All

A selection of songs for our May Day Greetings to all who read these pages.

Thanks to Chris Hill for this posting.

Go over to HERE and read all about the International and check out the many versions of the song.

Yiddish Anarchist Song, I ale gasn Hey he daloy politsey! Down with the Police.

May Day Haymarket Martyrs, uploaded from you tube, Commissor Red.

Lyrics in English The old world must be destroyed, Tear it down all the way to its root! We do not need the golden idol, We detest the royal palace! We will help our suffering brothers, We will feed the hungry! We curse our enemies for their wicked deeds, We will fight them together! We curse our enemies for their wicked deeds, We will fight them together! Chorus Arise, awake working class! Charge the enemy hungry folk! Cry out the vengeance of the people, Forward, forward, forward, forward, forward! Do you still want to be oppressed? Arise, all brother across the country at once! From the Dnieper to the White Sea, And the Volga, to the Caucasus! The thieves, the dogs of the rich, And the evil tsar! Bring them all down! Light up the dawn of a better life! Bring them all down! Light up the dawn of a better life! Chorus The rise of the red dawn, The sun of truth and brotherly love! Although we pay a terrible price, With our blood for the happiness of the land! And for our rightful freedoms, The evil will vanish forever! We will unite as one, In the realm of socialism! We will unite as one, In the realm of socialism! Chorus

Next up is Billy Bragg singing There is power in a union.

There is power in a union. Yes the union of the people. From us all around not top down. As we have seen many times the top down dogs makes deals with the companies. These guys are nothing but well paid scabs who lead the workers astray. Scabs who pretend that they have our best interests at heart. Yes there is power in a union but lets make it a union of the people.

And of course the hymn of all workers. Yes, say it loud and clear: WORKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE!

HAPPY MAY DAY TO ONE AND ALL

Music Series, 4 non blondes What’s Up

Emma Furbird dropped us a note from Vermont where the dear old bird is resting and said, “Hey, Hey, Hey why don’t you folks give a spin to those wonderful folks 4 non blondes. You know their song, What’s Up?, I have always loved the sound of that song. So we of course had to agree that the song is as good today as it ever was and yes we pray every single day for revolution. We found this great video done for all of us by ghostgirl96 and we thank her for being so thoughtful and just presenting the art. Oh yes, Whats Going On. Take a spin and tell us.

Music Series: Oh Mary Don’t You Weep

Oh Mary Don’t You Weep, Don’tYou Mourn

Pete Seeger, Bernice Reagon and Jean Ritchie

Rainbow Quest

Yes don’t weep don’t mourn for surely all these Pharaoh’s in this world by us working together will be drowned. This is a song of hope, inspiration, and challenges us to work hard for that day when Pharaoh’s army is destroyed and all the world will rejoice.

An acorn hits my head and a story comes out.

May Day and I were talking the other day and she said, Hey furbird please tell us the story by queerartist about the time an acorn hit old artists head and a story came out.  I almost got hit by a driver that turned on a walk light. Man did I scream at him bloody fucker. We we didn’t know if we could find the story as queerartist is nowhere to be found. Some say queerartist went to Spain got caught in a rain of robbers and now wanders around the country side taking in any lovely young hot boy that meets the old dicks fancy. But we know that isn’t true because queerartist is sitting right now on the throne in the john dictating this story to us while blowing farts and dropping bombs. You know blowing farts and dropping bombs is a hell of a lot safer than driving a car unless of course someone is awful sick and some bad nasty droplets of danger comes out into the air and contaminates your body. Then its all over but fighting off a real bad sickness. So here is the story morning glory that yeah old queerartist told to us. I hope you all enjoy it as much as we did the second time around. You know May Day is very hard to say no to and we all enjoy a good tale every once in awhile.

An Acorn Hits My Head And A Story Comes Out

by queerartist.

I walk. I can’t stand cars. In fact many people who know me can attest to the fact I hate them. Never learned to drive as I always thought it to be (oh my here goes) un-natural. When walking one gets to see our world in many ways that a person can’t while speeding around. We could and we shall get into here the damage that all these cars are doing to the planet. Now please don’t think that I believe in Primitivism though I am sure we can all agree that some of their points are very valid. Cars have always gotten my goat. I use to walk nine miles from West Hurley into Woodstock and back again when I lived way out in the mountains. Never bothered me, except for the damn cars driving by. I live in a rather small city now with all the problems of a large city and daily I see the mulitudes come driving into work, one to a car. One to a car as I wrote moons ago smells pig. No need to say that your great grands will hate you when they cough, sneeze and wheeze and the ocean water laps their asses, and they all are forced to move to Kansas, and finally poor Kansas gets top-heavy with all the people and sinks to the bottom of the ocean. All because of your little part in greedy, blood sucking oil hogs. Never mind all the folks you are killing with your greedy need. No Blood For Oil. Man I know that’s true and will say it again, No Blood For Oil! Now I don’t care if the people who are the oh so good pacifists drive cars, as we were told in a recent article by an insipid journalists who makes excuses for them, because those who feed the needy are suppose to be up there with all the saints. Oh Saints, by the way don’t drive cars they march around. Saints or sinners jump in a car and go, you are still helping to kill the planet off and buddy you are helping to do it fast.  Yup.

Andorra: Music Series, Andorra is the place for me.

ANDORRA

CHORUS (After each verse):

I want to go to Andorra, Andorra, Andorra,
I want to go to Andorra, it’s a place that I adore,
They spent four dollars and ninety cents
On armaments and their defense,
Did you ever hear of such confidence?
Andorra, hip hurrah!

In the mountains of the Pyrenees
There’s an independent state,
Its population five thousand souls,
And I think they’re simply great.
One hundred and seventy square miles big
And it’s awfully dear to me.
Spends less than five dollars on armaments,
And this I’ve got to see.

It’s governed by a council,
All gentle souls and wise,
They’ve only five dollars for armaments
And the rest for cakes and pies.
They didn’t invest in a tommy gun
Or a plane to sweep the sky,
But they bought some blanks for their cap pistols
To shoot on their Fourth of July.

They live by the arts of farm and field
And by making shoes and hats,
And they haven’t got room in their tiny land
For a horde of diplomats;
They haven’t got room in their tiny land
For armies to march about,
And if anyone comes with a war budget
They throw the rascals out.

I wandered down by the Pentagon
This newspaper clipping in hand
I said, “I want to see everyone
In McNamara’s band.”
I said, “Look what they did in Andorra,
They put us all to shame.
The least is first, the biggest is last,
Let’s get there just the same.”

The general said, “My dear boy,
You just don’t understand.
We need these things to feel secure
In our great and wealthy land.”
I said, “If security’s what you need
I’ll buy a couch for you,
A headshrinker is cheaper and quicker
And a damn site safer too.”

Words by Malvina Reynolds
Music and last two verses by Pete Seeger
(c) 1962 (renewed) Amadeo-Brio Music, Inc. All rights reserved.

What’s the ugliest part of your body?

I have been singing this song ever since those two white middle class folks were scowling at the International Workers Day march going through downtown Hartford. Yeap ,their minds beat any other part hands down. So we bring out this version of The Mothers of Invention’s song What’s the Ugliest Part of your Body just for those white middle class folks waiting for their bus to flee out of the city back to the suburbs. Little do they know that tomorrow Mr. Corporate Pig could say, get out, that’s all folks, no more job, then where would those scowls be and who would be on the end of their scowling stick?

Music Series: We Hate To See Them Go!

This song by Malvina Reynolds is sure to tickle your fancy if you haven’t heard it before and will bring out a lot of right on’s from many more. We here believe it is the very thing that needs to happen to make our spring and summer happy. But we gotta be honest, WE WOULD LOVE TO SEE THEM GO!!

Something Inside So Strong

Something Inside So Strong

Liba Siffre

 

Ras Kass Jack Frost II (White Christmas) ft Doc Hollywood

Alvin sent this to us today and we like it. Ras Kass tells the truth in this one and as he says, look it up, if you don’t believe it. Lyrics after the jump.

Food, art, sing along and we are having a real good time. Wish you were here. FOOD Part 2.

This is the second in our series on FOOD brought to you by Emma Furbird Jr., Cassey Role, Sandy Shady and many others who make the cut. We have included lots of music and lots of visuals to this piece. We asked folks out and about what songs would you like to include in this posting about food and art. Here are some of the fine selections with some of the visual art that folks chose.

Let us begin with a super artist  Takao Sakai. Check out more of his art HERE. You will dig it more than eat it.

Red Bean Beard, from Portrait series as published on Ping mag.

Back in 1964 Len Chandler wrote and published a song called Beans in my Ears.  The Serendipity Singers made the song a hit in 1964.  Doctors protested that children on hearing the song were putting beans in their ears and the song was banned in some cities. A verse was sung by Pete Seeger implying that LBJ had beans in his ears because he wasn’t listening to our anti-war voices. This version posted is by the Serendipity Singers.

Let’s go back in time further to a wonderful song that great grannie danced around to. Yes we have no bananas was a popular hit back in the Roaring twenties. We get to listen to a version by Pee Wee Hunt from about 1950.

That’s probably because this talented Miss is using all the bananas for her costumes.

 Josephine Baker,Banana Skirt, 1928