"I used to say what was on my mind
and kindred spirits were easy to find...
But now my words are locked with a fist!
There must be something that I must have missed...
I used to say what I want to say,
I used to play how I want to play,
but now our nation's liberty is lost
in FASCIST DEGRADATION!."
I have an old friend who I hitchhiked to the East Bay with when we were 16 and lived in squats in Oakland for a handful of weeks. We moonstomped through some of the best underground punk shows together in the Bay Area. A true artist. An amazing painter, musician, and poet, but his love has always been photography.
Now that we're men of our 30s, he's become quite a successful freelance photojournalist and made his home in the Bay Area until recently. He left San Francisco a little over a year ago to live in Athens, then, not too long ago he went to Istanbul, and is now headed to Cairo on some crazy photo expedition.
While I think it's madness, I admire his dedication to his passion for documenting our worlds history as it unfolds. I've heard he narrowly escaped being arrested in Athens, has been tear gassed and shot at by police in Taksim Square (for taking pictures! the guys a pacifist!), and is now trying to get the funds or a gig to head to Sao Paulo or Rio after stopping in Egypt. We both have friends that we know from Jiu Jitsu in Brazil, so at least he knows people there, LOL.
In solidarity with and in dedication to my punk rocker friend in his quest to photograph public uprisings around the world, I say Bella Ciao!
'Next time you see me I may be smiling
Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao
I'll be in prison or on the TV
I'll say, "the sunlight dragged me here!"'
The best part about this clip is how disinterested Letterman is when he announces the band (even gets the album name wrong) to how much he digs them after it's over. And how can you not like The Jim Jones Revue, they're like Iggy Pop's and Jerry Lee Lewis' bastard love child.