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...Things have come full circle," says Bach, a Canadian who sang in church choirs before finding his true calling in the Toronto club scene. "In the '70s pop was more hip, and now the energy of punk has come into heavy metal. Punk was a socialist thing, and metal was a capitalism thing." Yet both are sneeringly anti-Establishment. In Slave to the Grind, Skid Row proclaims, "Can't be the king of the world/ If you're slave to the grind/ Tear down the rat racial slime...
...deposed President Jean-Bertrand Aristide addressed the Organization of American States in Washington last week, the scene outside was reminiscent of the good old days in Port-au-Prince. Thousands of Haitians sang and danced and demonstrated on his behalf outside the white fortress-like building on Constitution Avenue. The atmosphere was heady, anticipatory. There were drums. "While he is trying to get justice in there, we are with him out here," said a Haitian protester, who waved a long red-and-blue banner that said it all, in simple terms: WE WANT ARISTIDE. In Haitian Creole they have begun...
Strumming out rollicking melodies on an inexpensive guitar, he educated as well as entertained. When he sang about a giraffe named Joshua pining to leave the zoo, children learned to wonder about the feelings of animals. Thanks a Lot offered gratitude to a generic deity for the everyday goodness of life. His paeans to the peanut-butter sandwich, the horn on the bus, tooth brushing and bathtime were comforting confirmation to millions of squirming dissidents that while each of them is unique, their frustrations and fears...
They liked Raffi. He surprised and delighted without being cutesy. He sang "Baa baa white sheep" because, he says, "I never knew why it had to be black." In Down by the Bay, kids for a magical moment could imagine a moose kissing a goose and llamas eating their pajamas. They listened to him sing "I wonder if I'm growing?" and believed his promise that, eventually, they would. Raffi's dynamic with children was rooted in trust. He never patronized...
Last Thursday night, when Phil Lesh, The Grateful Dead's bassist, sang these lines, the capacity crowd, as expected, went wild...