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In the "Oh, So That's OK Then" Department: Maybe you remember a while ago, I posted this bit of Tom Painefulness from a record-store mailing list:

STEVE EARLE - The Revolution Starts...Now (Artemis Records 51565) I gotta admit that there is revolution in the air and all around us this week here in NYC with the ridiculous MF Republican Convention broadcasting their bullshit to the rest of the world! That asshole Gulliani is back and kissin' Bush's ass again. So glad to see and hear from (hundreds of) thousands of protesters. They are all over the town, screaming and yelling and pissing off them fascist, overpaid cops. Just trying to do their jobs, yeah so are we. Steve Earle mentions that this the most important election of our lifetime and he is dead right. The whole world is watching, waiting to see if there'll be any reason to have pride in the US in the future, because there is little to be proud of right now. Steve gives us a lot to think about on this disc full of his righteous songs. "Fuck the FCC, the FBI and the CIA", because they control the flow of info and consistently lie to us. Steve strips it down for all of us to see and consider. Questioning what we are told and seeking the truth, no matter how hard it hurts. Nice to hear Emmylou Harris trading verses with Steve on "Comin' Around". I'll leave you with something to consider from Mr. Earle, "The Constitution is a REVOLUTIONARY document in every sense of the word. It was designed to evolve, to live and breathe like the people it governs...Without active participation, the future is far from certain. Without the lifeblood of human spirit, even the greatest documents produced by humankind, are only words on paper, destined to turn yellow and crumble to dust." A strong record for desperate times.

Today, I got the latest note from selfsame store, with a startling little blurb at the top:

IT'S NO LONGER NECESSARY TO LET 'ELECTION 04' RENT SPACE IN YOUR HEAD SO GLOM ON THESE...

So let me get this straight: A month or two ago, this was a matter of righteousness and fuck everything and fists in the air--and now it was just something that "rented space in your head" between new-release Tuesdays? A casual observer might almost conclude that all the bluster was just a pose--a little tweaking of dear indulgent papa, knowing he'd never so much as raise his voice.

This is the problem with turning political choices into aesthetic ones, and vice versa. But that's a whole other post.

@ 7:39:00 AM,

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