The Happy Hippie Foundation, founded by Miley Cyrus, “is a nonprofit organization that rallies young people to fight injustice facing homeless youth, LGBT youth, and other vulnerable populations.”
Tom Lehrer only recorded 37 songs. Performed only about 100 times.
The songs were FUNNY. Way ahead of his time.
In fact, Tom preferred teaching mathematics, lecturing at Harvard University and later at other schools.
His songs were intended to amuse himself and friends. Left leaning, he enjoying making fun of both left and right.
He paid $15 (equivalent to $152 in 2021) for some studio time in 1953 to record Songs by Tom Lehrer. The initial pressing was 400 copies. Radio stations would not air his songs because of his controversial subjects, so he sold the album on campus at Harvard for $3, equivalent to $30 in 2021.
Tom’s still with us. Now age-94. Born 1928 to a secular Jewish family, growing up in Manhattan.
Billy Bragg is one of the few artists I’ve seen live. And in a small venue.
He’s exactly my age and I related to his political activism. An opponent of fascism, racism, bigotry, sexism and homophobia, and a supporter of a multi-racial Britain.
His record label boss Andy Macdonald observed that “his presence onstage took on more of the avenging angel”.
An impressive and passionate performer.
Kirsty MacColl recorded the song the year after its release by Bragg (1983). It was her biggest solo hit.
Billy first performed it like a busker. Rough. And a short version. Kirsty expanded the song.
This duet, to me, seems a good compromise between the versions.
I was twenty one years when I wrote this song I’m twenty two now, but I won’t be for long People ask when will you grow up to be a man But all the girls I loved at school Are already pushing prams I loved you then as I love you still Though I put you on a pedestal They put you on the pill I don’t feel bad about letting you go I just feel sad about letting you know
I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl
I loved the words you wrote to me But that was bloody yesterday I can’t survive on what you send Every time you need a friend I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them but they were only satellites It’s wrong to wish on space hardware I wish, I wish, I wish you’d care
I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl I don’t want to change the world I’m not looking for a new England I’m just looking for another girl Looking for another girl Looking for another girl Looking for another girl…
It’s something like the 1st book in the Harry Potter series. But at Mystwick magic is created along with music. The book is available, as well, but the audio version includes all the music. Better.
Amelia Jones has always dreamed of attending the Mystwick, as her mother had gone there.
She is accepted into the academy by accident — and faces plenty of challenges.
Since 1990, the percentage of Americans who report having fewer than three close friends has doubled, from 16% to 32%. The share who report having no close friends at all has gone from 3% to 12%.
Covid; political polarization; fewer random encounters, as we no longer go to the mall/theater/office; social media raising a generation of disconnected people.
Personally, I’m OK with having fewer friends than when I was younger. But I definitely feel it’s unhealthy for society in general.
I wish somebody would have told me babe That some day, these will be the good old days All the love you won’t forget And all these reckless nights you won’t regret ‘Cause someday soon, your whole life’s gonna change You’ll miss the magic of the good old days
Wish I didn’t think I had the answers Wish I didn’t drink all of that glass first Wish I made it to homecoming Got up the courage to ask her Wish I would’ve gotten out of my shell Wish I put the bottle back on that shelf Wish I wouldn’t have worry about what other people thought And felt comfortable in myself …
Never thought we’d get old, maybe we’re still young Maybe we always look back and think it was better than it was Maybe these are the moments Maybe I’ve been missing what it’s about Been scared of the future, thinking about the past While missing out on now We’ve come so far, I guess I’m proud And I ain’t worried about the wrinkles around my smile I’ve got some scars, I’ve been around I’ve felt some pain, I’ve seen some things, but I’m here now Those good old days
You don’t know, what you’ve got Till it goes, till it’s gone You don’t know, what you’ve got Till it goes, till it’s gone …