Wednesday, September 11, 2013
I Tried
One of the other songs in my feeble coffee house act was "Jimmy Brown", the folk song about guy who stood on streetcorners selling newspapers:
"I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows I am the newsboy of the town"
(followed by "Battleship of Maine", which worked in the message of yellow journalism and how wars were promoted. "McKinley called for volunteers, and then I got my gun. First Spaniard I saw coming, I dropped my gun and run .... " And I'd even stop and hold my guitar on my knee, tap my foot, and pound out the rhythm of horses running slapping my hands against my knee when I sang the line, "What kind of shoes do the Rough Riders wear?").
I was a flop in Claremont, as that was a right-wing town and this was 1962 or 1963.
¶ 9/11/2013 04:19:00 AM
"I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows I am the newsboy of the town"
(followed by "Battleship of Maine", which worked in the message of yellow journalism and how wars were promoted. "McKinley called for volunteers, and then I got my gun. First Spaniard I saw coming, I dropped my gun and run .... " And I'd even stop and hold my guitar on my knee, tap my foot, and pound out the rhythm of horses running slapping my hands against my knee when I sang the line, "What kind of shoes do the Rough Riders wear?").
I was a flop in Claremont, as that was a right-wing town and this was 1962 or 1963.
¶ 9/11/2013 04:19:00 AM
