My father says the Russian prisoner’s song he learned from Mensheviks in Mexico City at the time of the victory of Stalingrad is called “My window” but really I think it is called “The sun rises and sets.” Here are some lyrics for one version of it in Russian but there is a book Russian … More The sun rises and sets
I am in deepest California, which is Mexico, so we will sing. This is the Corrido del norte, in which Mexicanness is asserted: Nací en la frontera, de acá de este lado, de acá de este lado puro mexicano, por más que la gente me juzgue Texano, yo les aseguro que soy mexicano, de acá … More Hermanos Zaizar
It is the weekend, so we will sing! Here is a version of “Plane wreck at Los Gatos” I had not heard before. It is a very important song by Woody Guthrie, sung here by an important tejano group. The norteño accordeon comes in around 0:47 and surprised me with its combination of appropriateness and … More Los Super Seven
Δ This blog has few readers but me. It is a reason why I should merge it with my research blog, and work more on my research blog. Or spend more time organizing research notes in other platforms. Δ In any case, Mary Niall Mitchell at the University of New Orleans has this important project … More Mary Niall Mitchell, Akala, and more
The original Internationale arose from the Paris Commune and I am going to memorize it as an exercise in history. This is the first stanza. Debout! les damnés de la terre Debout! les forçats de la faim La raison tonne en son cratère, C’est l’éruption de la fin. Du passé faisons table rase Foule esclave, debout! … More Eugène Pottier
I am listening to Phil Ochs who died forty years ago this weekend. I remember that spring so clearly. There was so much foreboding, and there were so many elements and remnants left from a brighter past. These remnants were disappearing and I was a child growing with the sun and rain that filled us … More Phil Ochs
I saw Larry Hill of the Guardian say: The Rolling Stones formed between the Bay of Pigs Invasion and Cuban Missile Crisis. Around the time baby boom kids’ fear of the Cold War was getting in the way of spending their baby boom allowance. I too was conceived and born in this gap between being … More On the Rolling Stones in Cuba
This is the song, and you should listen to it, tu le ton son ton. Tiempo tiempo. Everyone wants more time time time, all the ton son ton, and thinks that if they could only manage their time time time, everything would be done in Time. Every task I did today seemed burdensome and difficult … More Tous les temps en temps
Axé.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 