Category Archives: Music

SXSW goes “progressive”

The former music festival, locally famed for its traffic snarls and street crowd scenes, is this year focusing on anti-Trump rhetoric:

“SXSW’s chief programming officer Hugh Forrest praised the political slant on this year’s festival.

“’There is definitely a degree of politics or political focus that may not have been there in previous years,’ said Forrest. ‘We hope people walk away with a little better understanding of issues and the players driving the issues.’

“Forrest, who voted for Democratic presidential candidate Hillary Clinton, previously claimed to be ‘grieving’ following President Trump’s victory in November. He also claimed to be excited about SXSW’s ‘role’ in ‘paving a more progressive path to the future.'”

SXSW claims to have music acts this year from Somalia and Libya, countries on President Trump’s travel ban, and otherwise is promoting Islam’s fight against Trump.

Via Breitbart News/Tech

Bruce Springstoned

Never cared much for his music and absolutely can’t stand him and his ridiculous pose as a simple Jersey working lad. And I’m doubling down on both now that he’s spouting the sham lefty meme about Trump’s alleged bigotry and lies.

“‘I’ve felt disgust before, but never the kind of fear that you feel now,’ Springsteen said of Trump… ‘It’s as simple as the fear of, is someone simply competent enough to do this particular job? Forget about where they are ideologically. Do they simply have the pure competence to be put in the position of such responsibility?'”

You’re pretty stupid Mr. Springstoned, if you think a man who made himself a billionaire doesn’t have “pure competence.” You leftist moron. You toad.

Via Instapundit.


Rule 5: Jackie Evancho


The 16-year-old soprano with the pretty face and sweet, pitch-perfect voice with the phrasing of a much older singer, is what they call a classical crossover. She sings opera (performing with tenor Placido Domingo) and show tunes (dueting with Barbra Streisand) and solos pop tunes such as The Rains of Castamere (from the Game of Thrones). She’ll be singing the National Anthem for Trump’s inauguration, unfazed by the leftist bashing she’s gotten since agreeing to. Since her audience is mainly adults who prefer traditional music, and probably voted for Trump as well, her album sales have shot through the roof.

The Donald and The Rapper


If our predominant news media wasn’t so biased and so intent upon destroying Trump, we might have learned months ago that Trump and rapper Kayne West have been, as Trump said the other day “friends for a long time.”

It took Breitbart, the alleged racist, “white supremacist” alt-right news site to tell us that and more. More being that West, who previously told his fans he wanted to run for president in 2020 has, after seeing the Donald, postponed his plans to 2024. Indicating, obviously, that Trump told him he plans to run for a second term.

Bob Dylan was never my poet

I sorta liked “A Hard Rain Is A’Gonna Fall,” but otherwise. Folk music was a joke. And the hard rain didn’t really fall. LBJ retired to the ranch. The only people who got really wet were us veterans of his fuckedup war. Howsomeever.

“We are not a folk but a church, and our native music is church music–the Battle Hymn with its quotation of Isaiah 63, for example, or “The Year of Jubilo,” whose hymnal roots I analyzed here. Our popular poetic language is that of our national epic, the King James Bible. We sang the go-to-meeting songs of the Methodists and other Protestant denominations. This informed the spirituals of black slaves who gave us our first original art form. American folk music? Gospel is as close as we get to such a concept.”

The most authentic thing Dylan ever did—besides going electric—was to refuse to go accept his Nobel Prize for Literature. He knew he was a phony.

Read the rest from a practicing Modern Orthodox Jew.

Rule 5: Ofra Haza


Israeli beauty, in face and voice, who died of complications of AIDS in 2000 at age 43. You owe it to yourself to hear her sing Jerusalem of Gold here.

Guy Clark, 1941-2016