A weary rake and a young man could sing
on the murder of our resources, genocide of our children
of the breaking day, of the breaking news of our wasteland
The man at his desk, can he remember the days
as a weary rake and a young man?
How many billions of dollars? Billions the slums will never see.
Or prisons, or Indians, or mental institutions,
or clinics, or addicts, or alcoholics,
another landing today, successful.
Young men die, bodies pierced and mutilated,
limbs severed and rotting lying in foreign jungles
unrest goes on checked by more deaths
[A weary rake and a young man]
sprawled in the gory pools of coagulated blood
[A weary rake and a young man]
how long is this all going to last?
[A weary rake and a young man]
He says he'll look into it tomorrow, Death,
[A weary rake and a young man]
because where man's head is at today, brothers...
[A weary rake and a young man]
A weary rake and a young man could sing
on the murder of our resources, genocide of our children
of the breaking news of our wasteland.
Can he remember the days
as a weary rake and a young man?
Composer and multi-instrumentalist Robert Stillman takes a magnifying glass to American self-image on his latest avant-garde work. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 25, 2022
Recordings from the last 13 years of Buffalo, NY's avant-garde collective Cages, ranging from surreally beautiful to deeply unsettling. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 5, 2019