a different vision indeed

Today I read how the band Black Tape for a Blue Girl felt about their show in Boise and it was a very cool show, contrary to what the Boise Weekly predicted. What strikes me though, and why I feel it is immensely important to support indy artists/labels is that by doing things yourself you can fight the monolith that is the corporate/capitalist machine. This thing that has a stranglehold on almost every aspect of society (American society especially) from vegetarian food production (MSN recently ran an article on how Americans are consuming more vegetarian foods which has of course led to the absorption of these small business by the larger corporations) to music. So, long story short, the band enjoyed their show here as much as we enjoyed their show. It was such a great environment because a few people brought their kids and danced with their kids to some of the songs and couples danced together. It was sweet.
So thanks to the band for coming. I'm also really glad for the turn out. I took two friends with me who'd never heard of the band and they really loved the show. Support your indy artists.
Here's a few labels/bands I've come across that I adore and feel free to email me some labels or bands you like.

Check out projekt (the label founded by Black tape for a blue girl founder Sam Rosenthal)
http://www.projekt.com

Ani DiFranco:
http://www.righteousbabe.com

Michael Franti/Spearhead:
http://www.spearheadvibrations.com

Also check out a local professor's music/project:
http://www.louiesimon.com/about.htm


peace!

"Bullet the Blue Sky" U2 from "The Joshua Tree"
In the howling wind comes a stinging rain
See it driving nails into souls on the tree of pain
From the firefly, a red orange glow
See the face of fear running scared in the valley below

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue

In the locust wind comes a rattle and hum
Jacob wrestled the angel and the angel was overcome
Plant a demon seed, you raise a flower of fire
See them burning crosses, see the flames, higher and higher

Bullet the blue sky
Bullet the blue

Suit and tie comes up to me
His face red
Like a rose on a thorn bush
Like all the colours of a royal flush
And he's peeling off those dollar bills
(Slapping them down), one hundred, two hundred,
And I can see the fighter planes
And I can see the fighter planes
Across the mud huts as the children sleep
Through the alleys of a quiet city street
Up the staircase to the first floor
We turn the key and slowly unlock the door
A man breathes deep into saxaphone
Through the walls we hear the city groan
Outside is America
Outside is America

(I love this song because I view it as a critique of capitalism but also and most importantly of selling arms and how the trade in arms is so much more expansive than ever before. We'd rather sell people the means to kill one another than we would the medicine to cure their children, the food to feed themselves or simply leave them alone and allow them to support themselves free of our "free" market. So, this song means alot to me).