Legendární americký folkový písničkář (voc, g) a kultovní osobnost. Narozen v r. 1940 v texaském El Pasu. Začínal jako novinář (vystudoval žurnalistiku). Počátkem 60. let se objevuje v N.Y.C., kde ho výrazně ovlivňuje Bob Dylan. Na rozdíl od něho...
Píseň: In The Heat Of The Summer
- Interpret:
- Phil Ochs
- Album:
- I Ain´t Marching Anymore
In the heat of the summer When the pavements were burnin' The soul of a city was ravaged in the night After the city sun was sinkin' Now no one knows how it started Why the windows were shattered But deep in the dark, someone set the spark And then it no longer mattered Down the streets they were rumblin' All the tempers were ragin' Oh, where, oh, where are the white silver tongues Who forgot to listen to the warnings? On and on come the angry No longer following reason And all the stores were the target now Where just the other day they were buyin' Drunk with the memory of the ghetto Drunk with the lure of the looting And the memory of the uniforms shoving with their sticks Asking, "Are you looking for trouble?" "No, no, no," moaned the mayor. "It's not the way of the order. "Oh stay in your homes, please leave us alone "We'll be glad to talk in the morning." "For shame, for shame," wrote the papers "Why the hurry to your hunger? "Now the rubble's resting on your broken streets "So see what your rage has unraveled." Baricades sadly were risin' Bricks were heavily flyin' And the loudspeaker drowned like a whisperin' sound When compared to the angered emotions And when the fury was over And the shame was replacing the anger. So wrong, so wrong, but we've been down too long And we had to make somebody listen In the heat of the summer
I Ain´t Marching Anymore (1965)
2. In The Heat Of The Summer