There is nothin’ fair in this world…

Full lyrics HERE, but they’re kind of nonsensical. You can safely skip them without fear of missing some subtle nuance.

Moving on.

There were two times in my life that I tried, really tried, to fit in with a conventional office job.  It didn’t work out either time.  There are economic advantages to being a cog in a machine, but I just couldn’t rationalize the moral ramifications.  I couldn’t do it.

In the late 80s I worked at DuPont, and I would get up very early in the morning on Sunday to have breakfast at Denny’s.  What was early Sunday for me was late Saturday for the Club Kids, Goths, and transvestites that were just winding down their long night, trickling in with dilated pupils and a satisfied weariness about them.

The unconventional dress never phased me.  I felt more at ease there with them than I ever did by the short hair and gray suits that surrounded me most of my days.  They were accepting and kind.

Those Sunday mornings are my only good memories of those days.

Benevolent Gifts

 “Kids don’t have a little brother working in the coal mine, they don’t have a little sister coughing her lungs out in the looms of the big mill towns of the Northeast.  Why?  Because we organized; we broke the back of the sweatshops in this country; we have child labor laws.  Those were not benevolent gifts from enlightened management.  They were fought for, they were bled for, they were died for by working people, by people like us.  Kids ought to know that.  That’s why I sing these songs.  That’s why I tell these stories, dammit.  No root, no fruit.”  ~Bruce “Utah” Phillips

Utah Phillips is on the web HERE.

I can still remember…

 I’m not sure what she’s going for in the video– it’s a little distracting– but it’s a surprisingly good cover version:

Full lyrics HERE.

Passive Voice


Jackson Katz is on the web HERE.

So We Missed Out

I can’t find an accurate source for the lyrics, so we may never know what kind of bottles the doe-eyed models are sucking on.  

Oh well.  It’s still a beautiful song.

The Line

The song takes an interesting turn vocally about 2:39.  I don’t know what you would call that.  “Falsetto” doesn’t feel right.  Wikipedia calls it “Steven Tyler’s trademark scream,” but that’s not a clean fit, either.

Tyler seems to have created something uniquely his own.

Full lyrics HERE.

I’ve lived to see the sun break through the storm…

Joe Cocker was nominated for a Grammy for this song in the early 80s, but somehow it never made it onto one of his albums and I don’t think it was performed in concert.  It’s a pity- it’s a beautiful song.

Full lyrics HERE.



ButtPoems is on the web HERE.

What I *Really* Mean


The bible verses check out!  You can read them for yourself here:

That’s Nice

“I’d rather be hated or loved, rather than just thought of as all right or nice. ‘Nice’ is the worst insult you could pay anybody. It means you are utterly without threat, without values. Nice is a cup of tea.”  John Lydon, in his autobiography Rotten:  No Irish, No Blacks, No Dogs, ©1994

Hook me up a new revolution…

This is a beautiful cover of a Foo Fighter’s song.  Full lyrics HERE.


Excerpted from The New Yorker article “The Frustration with Productivity Culture”, by Cal Newport:

“I was inundated with requests for writing and speaking,” she (Celeste Headlee) said. She tried to say “no” more often, but found that “the offers got harder and harder to turn down.” She was soon overwhelmed. “I was more stressed out, and more busy, and sick,” she said, describing two prolonged illnesses that laid her low during this period. “That’s what made me realized I was in crisis: I rarely get sick.” Headlee concluded that humans were not wired to maximize activity—she argued that we’re pushed into this unnatural and unhealthy state by cultural influences that aren’t aligned with our best interests, citing “a combination of capitalist propaganda with religious propaganda that makes us feel guilty if we’re not feeling productive.”

You can read the full article HERE.