A Realization of "Drivin' that train / high on cocaine"
As I listened to the classic Grateful Dead song "Casey Jones" this evening, I noticed that the song begins with an explicit snort of the sucking-powder-into-one's-lungs type. Why I hadn't noticed this I do not know.
As the album Workingman's Blues came out in 1970, it caused me to think about the significance of this explicit, powerful subversive noise, and its use as music.
Let it be said that in our age, recording artists often put peculiar noises into their works, most notably the undeniable "cum" noise in Eazy E's "Gimme Dat Nut".
But these attempts at subversion strike me as shallow and cheaply titillating. There is something about our moment in time where "subversion" no longer carries water.
Maybe 2003-2007's American novel could be named "The Time of Lies", with the subtitle, "And Nobody Cared".
Two Army men came into the GNC that I was working at today. What has been their experience? I daresay the sound, the mere true document and representation, of an actual gunshot that killed a human being would be the most subversive sound I can imagine right now.
There is a war being fought in our name that was started, and continues to be fought, based on lies. And there is so much silence.