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We might as well try, 1: See how we are
D’oh! First, an error (which will nonetheless remain): I was thinking we might as well try was a Beth Orton lyric, but it is not; the line I was thinking of, from “Pass in time” is You might as well...
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So dry your tears and baby walk outside
It’s the fourth of July! I know some folks disdain later X as too poppy, but when your pop is as rough and jangly and heartfelt and angry and sad and what-the-hell as this, it should be sung to, not...
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Hey baby, it’s the fourth of July
Oh, it just keeps getting better and better, doesn’t it? Well, hell, on this fine day of independence (in declaration, if not fact), why not some X to remind us of what a long, strange trip we’re on?...
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Hey baby, it’s the fourth of July
Well, it’s actually the fifth—I missed the date by 29 minutes—but no reason to let the clock get in the way of John Doe, Exene, and the gang:
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Baby, take a walk outside
It’s time: Camus’s take on the US, via John Doe and Exene’s uncertain harmony.
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Mexican kids are shootin’ fireworks below
No great reason for being gone—work, travel—but now I’m back. In the meantime, something for our time.
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We shamble on. . . But since we also have kids in cages and adults bundled like fasces behind walls: There’s much to like about this country, much to celebrate, but if you’re not also angry and...
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It’s that time of year again, and what a year, in this big, stupid, messy, angry, sad, mean, flailing, glorious country, where we sometimes even try.
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