To wash out our brains from the Minneapolis dirt.
The Freedom Singers, Newport 1964.
To wash out our brains from the Minneapolis dirt.
The Freedom Singers, Newport 1964.
Well now.
This kind of thing would get me into a church.
If they would have me.
See also: Fannie Lou Hamer.
Speaking of freedom, Quentin Tarantino may be a dick, but his movies do include some real musical gems. This one from Django Unchained gives me goosebumps every time:
As a life-long music lover, one of the things I enjoy doing is compiling playlists on Apple Music, so when I turned 50 a little over a year ago (I’m currently 51), I decided to make a list featuring one favorite song by a different artist for every year I had been alive. It wasn’t part of any intentional effort to make a point, but in retrospect if felt weirdly appropriate that the last three songs on the list were Rats Return by Porcupine Tree (2022), Devil on the Rise by German guitar-goddess Yasi Hofer (2023), and Hell Is Near by St. Vincent (2024).
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