The Criminals

The game we play is life and death
Your worth measured in dollars and in cents
There ain’t no lifeline coming (coming!)
Unless you pay the price (the price!)
Your hope, freedom, your sanity
A product, not a right

These are the days that test your heart and soul
Strap yourself in for the American Fall
Day after day it is a crash and burn
Our nation hijacked by the criminals
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh

Your neighbor is your enemy
Your real friends are on that TV
They’re selling lies and self-loathing
Nothing no one should pay to be
The cost of healthcare
Cost of guns
The cost of knowledge
Cost of love
When prison is an industry
Somebody’s getting locked away

Uninvited to the party
They’re cold, afraid, and starving
There’s got to be more
To the millions that are marching
Than the separation of just a few degrees
Between evil, famine, and the disease

These are the days that test your heart and soul
Strap yourself in for the American Fall
Day after day it is a crash and burn
Our nation hijacked by the criminals
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh
Whoa oh

Reject the criminality
That monetizes our humanity
Construct a new reality
Where you’re not just a number, you’re a name
You’ll never have our dignity
Till all you fascists are six feet deep

-Anti-Flag, American Fall

Racists

It’s in the things that you say and you don’t say
You don’t know it ’cause you’re such a fucking cliche
The way you define them and us
Those you fear and those you trust

You know a black guy and he’s very articulate
You know a Mexican and she’s honest and diligent
You don’t see color
But some people need discipline
And thug is a thug
Some people need to learn a lesson

Your justifications
One dead give away
Your qualifications
One dead give away
You’d never endorse the Jim Crowe days
But the malice in your voice is a god damn give away

Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass when you’re talking your shit
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass, get a pass for your ignorance

Black lives matter and you don’t know why
And reverse racism isn’t a real thing
No, you weren’t alive in the time of slavery
But that’s no excuse to ignore its legacy
Not afraid of refugees
But don’t want a mosque built on your street
Offended by the claim of bigotry
More than the racism in your face

Your justifications
One dead give away
Your qualifications
One dead give away
You’d never endorse the Bull Connor days
But the malice in your voice is a god damn give away

Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass when you’re talking your shit
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass, get a pass for your ignorance

You fly the flag of the confederacy
You say to celebrate your history
The south was fighting to save slavery
To preserve and protect white supremacy

Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass when you’re talking your shit
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
A bigot with a check list
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
You don’t get a pass, get a pass for your ignorance

Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re sexist
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re fascist
You don’t get a pass for your ignorance
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re racist
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re sexist
Just ’cause you don’t know you’re fascist
You don’t get a pass, get a pass for your ignorance

-Anti-Flag, American Fall

Sgt. Pepper Remixed

Are you a Beatles fan? Run, don’t walk:

( Apple Music | Spotify )

I hadn’t “clicked through” on this release until a couple of days ago as I thought it was simply a cash grab coming on the heels of the exquisite mono releases and the serviceable 2009 stereo remasters. I was wrong.

This is crafted love by George Martin’s son (Giles), remixed for the first time from the original four track tapes. This release immediately obsoletes the 2009 stereo mix for me. Listen to the mono release for the quintessential experience and listen to this to hear the Fab Four alive at EMI Studios.

Bonnaroo 2011: Woah!

My wife, son, and I just returned from our first music festival. Bonnaroo 2011 (aka Dustaroo 2011) sported rather oppressive conditions during daylight hours with a thick swirling layer of dust. Once dusk finally arrived however, Bonnaroo was magical. Although the feel of the experience was literally night and day, the music was excellent around the clock.

We (or I) took in the following sets or parts of sets:

Gogol Bordello
My Morning Jacket
Arcade Fire
Portugal. The Man
Buffalo Springfield
Sleigh Bells
Omar Souleyman
Eminem
The Black Keys
The Drums

music update – Gogol Bordello edition

One of my co-workers played Trans-Continental Hustle at the 2010 Automattic company meetup and it blew my socks off. Ever since, I’ve been hooked.

Gogol Bordello – Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strike
Gogol Bordello – Super Taranta!
Gogol Bordello – Trans-Continental Hustle
Thom Yorke – The Eraser
Man Man – Six Demon Bag
Liz Phair – Exile in Guyville
No Age – Everything in Between
Mumford & Sons – Sigh No More
Kanye West – My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy

music update – Arcade Fire edition

I will always love Arcade Fire. Neon Bible was a turning point for me both musically and as a person. They could have sold their next album as a single screetching note and I would have happily bought it with a smile. Thankfully, The Suburbs is superb in its own right.

Arcade Fire – The Suburbs
Local Natives – Gorilla Manor
Interpol – Turn On The Bright Lights
Menomena – Mines
Chief – Modern Rituals
Led Zeppelin – Led Zeppelin I
The Changcuters – Mencoba Sukses Kembali

In line for a number but you don’t understand
Like a modern man

Arcade Fire

music update – Explosions in the Sky edition

I’m hoping to release the first version of the Steam widget this evening. It’s been quite functional since Saturday. I’m just being strongly reminded on how little I know about design aesthetics. 😉 Ugly or not–I’m going to get the first iteration out. I figure there’s always v1.1, right?

In the meantime, a music update:

Noisettes – What’s the Time Mr. Wolf?
Explosions in the Sky – Those Who Tell the Truth Shall Die, Those Who Tell the Truth
Explosions in the Sky – The Earth Is Not A Cold Dead Place
The White Stripes – Under Great White Northern Lights
Arcade Fire – Funeral
The Dead Weather – Sea of Cowards
Sunset Rubdown – Random Spirit Lovers
The Beatles – Let It Be
Weezer – Weezer (Red Album)
Archers of Loaf – Vee Vee
Janelle Monae – The ArchAndroid

I’m generally meh about Explosions in the Sky, but they make a great accompaniment to programming. It’s a really nice fit when one of their bajillion crescendos matches up with fixing an annoying bug. Also, their instrumental nature makes them less piercing than other more jarring forms of rock.