Who’ll Forget

Episode #12: Who'll Forget - (Song at 4:10) A political song this week. I wrote this one back in 2002. It’s popped up again now. It was released once as 100 CDs, a booklet with lyrics and watercolour / pen paintings. But it always felt like a demo. I’m going to re-record this album. I have repainted the original watercolour / pen sketches in acrylic and developed them some more.  I’ll include these with the new release. In the intervening years since I wrote the song, it only seems to have become more prescient - and pertinent. These are worrying times. The more art and music that draws our attention to matters that (in my opinion) need urgent attention and addressing, the better. So, I’ll make no apologies for the serious mood that pervades this episode. There is an element of hope. There’s always hope. But it’ll take action to turn things around. This about the danger of where things might get to if there is capitalism with no controls/limits in place. As usual, I analyse the lyrics - at the risk of coming across as special, or conceited - I step outside the song, forget for a moment that I was the writer and look at the words as they are. There’s a line that's very pertinent to these present uncertain times with Covid-19: Where’s all your berries, stick them all here - next to your dead buried, without even a care. It hit me between the eyes when I read it this week. I’m an optimist, I hope for great things in the future. There are great people doing great things today leading to this possibility. For today, here’s a snapshot of our times, written 18 years ago. Its a bit grim - I lost most of my income overnight as an artist / musician entertainer. But quite amazingly, this was the very week I’d committed to publishing the podcast, a new start to this blog and a new Youtube channel. The time to publish is now.