Oh, a storm is threat'ning, My very life today; If I don't get some shelter, Oh yeah, I'm gonna fade awayWar, children, it's just a shot away, It's just a shot away...Love, sister, it's just a kiss away, It's just a kiss away
One of those 60’s song that makes you blurt out, “What the fudge happened to today’s music?”
You know, I sometimes think that every decade we saw since then is just an insipid version of the 60’s, and without the music.
What do we have right now, really, besides an androgynous teenager with embarrassing hair? Oh yes, we also have an androgynous female who wears colorful costumes.
The world needs, among other things, a revolution in music; the last one was in the 90’s, and Kurt Cobain’s gone.
Now that I think about it, the world needs a lot of things; but first, we need somebody to point it all out for us, somebody courageous enough who would shout out that the Emperor is naked.
This generation needs a modern Bob Dylan; we need a new Rolling Stones. We need somebody who would tell us how to feel, somebody who would point to us what should be done.
We don’t need to be told that Sunday follows after Saturday, damnit.