He often promoted the "Industrial Workers of the World" in his music, actions, and words. Eingestellt von zero um Abonnieren Kommentare zum Post Atom. Cannonball Blues. Queen Of The Rails. Going Away. Frisco Road. When Deputy Shettler, who led the firing squad, called out the sequence of commands preparatory to firing "Ready, aim," Hill shouted, "Fire — go on and fire!
That same day, a dynamite bomb was discovered at the Tarrytown estate of John D. Archbold , President of the Standard Oil Company. Police theorized the bomb was planted by anarchists and IWW radicals as a protest against Hill's execution.
The bomb was discovered by a gardener, who found four sticks of dynamite, weighing a pound each, half hidden in a rut in a driveway fifty feet from the front entrance of the residence. The dynamite sticks were bound together by a length of wire, fitted with percussion caps, and wrapped with a piece of paper matching the color of the driveway, a path used by Archbold in going to or from his home by automobile.
The bomb was later defused by police. I die like a true blue rebel. Don't waste any time in mourning. Could you arrange to have my body hauled to the state line to be buried? I don't want to be found dead in Utah. Thompson asserted that Joe's last words were "Don't mourn.
His last will, which was eventually set to music by Ethel Raim, founder of the group The Pennywhistlers , requested a cremation and reads: . My will is easy to decide For there is nothing to divide My kin don't need to fuss and moan "Moss does not cling to rolling stone" My body? Oh, if I could choose I would to ashes it reduce And let the merry breezes blow My dust to where some flowers grow Perhaps some fading flower then Would come to life and bloom again.
This is my Last and final Will. Good Luck to All of you Joe Hill. Hill's body was sent to Chicago, where it was cremated; in accordance with his wishes, his ashes were placed into small envelopes and sent around the world to be released to the winds.
In , it was discovered that an envelope had been seized by the United States Post Office Department in because of its " subversive potential". The envelope, with a photo affixed, captioned "Joe Hill murdered by the capitalist class, Nov. Members of the IWW in Chicago quickly laid claim to the contents of the envelope. After some negotiations, the last of Hill's ashes but not the envelope that contained them was turned over to the IWW in The weekly In These Times ran notice of the ashes and invited readers to suggest what should be done with them.
Bragg did indeed swallow a small bit of the ashes with some Union beer to wash it down, and for a time carried Shocked's share for the eventual completion of Hoffman's last prank. The ashes sent to Sweden were only partly cast to the wind. The main part was interred in the wall of a union office in Landskrona , a minor city in the south of the country, with a plaque commemorating Hill.
That room is now the reading room of the local city library. One small packet of ashes was scattered at a ceremony which unveiled a monument to six unarmed IWW coal miners buried in Lafayette, Colorado , who had been machine-gunned by Colorado state police in in the Columbine Mine massacre. But as far as animals go, the mule occupies a special place. The Erie Canal, the levees, 40 acres and one of them, etc.
It's become part of this country's four-legged mythology. And the poor things can't even have children. These songs don't really celebrate the mule, they just offer an excuse to write about them. Really, though--"Hold My Mule"?
That's gotta be one of the best song titles ever. It's a great story, too. And man, how that woman can scream! She puts James Brown to shame. It's enough to make me reconsider my atheistic ways for a second or two.
Her version of Dylan's "Gotta Serve Somebody" is good too, in case anyone hasn't heard it yet. The other Tom Waits tune sort of relates to the theme, but it's mainly just a great, creepy one that I've been enjoying of late. Gotta Serve Somebody--Shirley Caesar. Sunday, January 27, The Real Thing. One of the best rock bands I ever saw was the first. But when I saw the real thing I realized what a sad reproduction they were selling in those hazy echo-domes.
Monday, January 21, Aladamabama. I suppose it's become a truism here on The Driftwood Singers Present that Alabama is the real semi-secret ground zero of American music Lefty's recent post on Shelby Lynne reminded me of this, and Mr. Poncho has written on the subject. You can add Candi Staton to said list. She hails from the town of Hanceville pop. She started out singing in a gospel group while still a child and wound up touring with various combos into her teen years.
She quit the gospel game in her late teens due to the difficulty of life on the road, got married and started raising a family. Unfortunately, her husband was the prototypical jealous jerk, and it wasn't long before Candi left him and started singing again--but now she was singing soul instead of gospel. She recently recorded a disc of soul tunes here in Nashville, and it's okay but it just doesn't compare to her classic FAME recordings oddly enough, a guy I used to work with at a local record store plays acoustic guitar on it.
This is great stuff. There's a real country feel to her stuff, too as a matter of fact, she does a version of "Stand By Your Man". To be sure, there are some Aretha-isms check out the way the backups sing "wo-man" on "Another Man's Woman".
But listen to the way she pronounces the phrase "my poor heart" and then how she enunciates the word "captivity" in "I'm Just a Prisoner Of Your Good Lovin' ". I love that. It just gets you right in the gut or , well, the heart. Some fine examples of down 'n dirty Southern soul. Sunday, January 20, Southern Comfort.
Ever since the Driftwood Singers annual board meeting in Hobbit country, when his case was brought before the appeals committee, the enigma of Joe South has remained. As Lefty pointed out, this super-charged "electric-finger music" raised as many questions as it answered. But where do you file your Joe South records? Is this wannabe counter-culture folk-pop with a toothsome corndog sheath? Is it swamp soul bouncing off the wall of sound?
Is it quasi-Roy Orbison trans-gendered vocalizing fused with wind-blown Brian Wilson cherubim harmonies, Duane Eddy twang and Bobbie Gentry Spanish-moss-draped melodrama? Water-logged-in-reverb music. Email Subscriptions. Redeem Gift Certificate. To place an order or for customer service, call toll-free or outside the United States, call Spanish-speaking representatives available, Monday-Friday: 9am-5pm Eastern Time.
For personal non-commercial use only. All rights reserved. Brand New. JorgeGvb , Feb 11, Location: Fresno, California. The Monkees Have to admit I like this bit of studio manufactured fluff, but it's hard to imagine I'd be hearing Sgt.
Pepper's in just a few months. A Neil Diamond song, am I correct? The Seekers This led to a number of studio confections, like the Spanky and our Gang stuff.
Great movie. The Buckinghams Very much of the period, very poppy. The Rolling Stones Always had a problem with Mick going so flat in the opening verse. Aaron Neville Best song on the list, a classic. Aaron Neville is one of the great unrecognized countertenors. Wonder what he'd sound like in Purcell? Keith Great ear candy with a wonderful hook. Might be assembly line pop from the peak era of Starmaking Machinery but it's still great. The Royal Guardsmen The kind of thing that wouldn't happen today.
Can you imagine Weird Al on what passes for top 40 today? The Supremes The sort of assembly-line pop that kept the Supremes sailing on the top of the charts for so long. Robin L , Feb 11, Location: Sydney, Nova Scotia, Canada. A It's fluff but it's good fluff.
C I'm sure this sounded great back in the day but it's not my cup of tea 3. A The precursor to Chicago and the Ides of March 4. B Sure it was a departure but it worked. A The jewel of this list 7. C See 2. Never heard itFeb 11, · The only record missing from my collection amongst this list is #7. I did find some interesting ironic symmetry, though, in #5, originally issued by Mercury under single # And that may be in the Bachman-Turner Overdrive 45 "You Ain't Seen Nothing Yet" -- cat. no.