Yesterday---and not the title of the nice song---it was promised that there would be a video of a troubador who left us too soon and who had said so much to us---and had so much more to tell us. We will never know to what heights he may have climbed. We do know that certain others of his generation have achieved fame and fortune and then claimed not to be political. Which may well be true for their--oh, c'mon--his later years. The Troubador of which I speak may well have been considered a "reporter" by some but, in reality, he was a person of immense musical talent who not only wrote topical songs comparable to the balladeers of old who covered their current topics of interest but also wrote some beautiful pieces of music---a few that come to mind--Changes, Rehearsals For Retirement, The Highwayman, and many more. I speak of Phil Ochs.
Shortly you will be hearing an interview with Jack Comeau that I have recorded for TRADITIONS. Jack Comeau has a screenplay--- a drama and not a documentary--recreating the brief, brilliant, and tragic life of Phil Ochs that will, hopefully, be filmed and distributed.
What follows is one of Phil's lesser heard pieces which, as many, are still, sadly, current today. It is not that he was prescient; rather, he knew human nature and humanity's weaknesses:
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