kinks

[Harry Edwards]

Honestly, I am not sure what to make of the 4 lines you extracted. My 
intention was to show that he had a different, perhaps more thoughtful 
side in his songwriting. Different from songs like "Asshole from El 
Paso."

Ah well, I'm no Kinky apologist. I resign. I'm just attracted to the 
theater of his campaign, given the miserable demise of the Democratic 
party.      twisty dodds

On Aug 20, 2005, at 8:48 AM, Michael Eisenstadt wrote:

> Harry,
>
> I don't know if you have the time or inclination
> but I for one would be interested if you would
> write to us explaining what you make of the
> lyrics. For example:
>
>> Don’t you let the morning blind ya
>> When on your sleeve you wore the yeller star.
>> Old memories still live behind ya,
>> Can’t you see by your outfit who you are.
>
> The yeller star must refer to the yellow star
> jews were made to wear in Nazi occupied
> Europe before deportation to extermination
> camps. Kinky identifies himself as a candidate
> for being singled out for persecution and,
> looking at what he himself is wearing (cowboy
> outfit? Stetson?) he thinks "that is what I
> am" (a Jew/cowboy, presumably). Note also
> that the yellow star was worn on the chest,
> not on the arm as Kinky seems to think.
>
> I realize it's just a song even if the words
> don't make too much sense.
>
> How does this bear on whether he is a flake
> or not?
>
> At his Book People appearance, he seemed
> intelligent and quite fast on his feet in answering
> questions. As I said, he is quite full of himself
> (for who is not?) but doesn't have the breeding
> to keep it toned down. And he has no political
> agenda which I believe has always been
> necessary to get elected with.
>
> He is eccentric (same as flake????) but it
> is his conscious choice to appear so, it's
> part of his chosen persona. He makes a thing
> out of wearing a large hat indoors (real classy!)
> and smoking a big cigar.Was it lit? I seem to
> remember that it was, which was odd considering
> that this was at Book People where the customers
> are very granola oriented.
>
> Mike
>
> From: "Harry Edwards" <laughingwolf at ev1.net>
>
>> For those who still see the Kinkster as a flake, here's the lyrics of 
>> an old song of his:
>>
>> Ride 'Em Jewboy
>>
>> Ride, ride ¡®em jewboy,
>> Ride ¡®em all around the old corral.
>> I’m, I’m with you boy
>> If I’ve got to ride six million miles.
>>
>> Now the smokes from camps are rising
>> See the helpless creatures on their way.
>> Hey, old pal, ain’t it surprising
>> How far you can go before you stay.
>>
>> Don’t you let the morning blind ya
>> When on your sleeve you wore the yeller star.
>> Old memories still live behind ya,
>> Can’t you see by your outfit who you are.
>>
>> How long will you be driven relentless ¡®round the world,
>> The blood in the rhythm of the soul.
>>
>> Wild ponies all your dreams were broken,
>> Rounded out and made to move along.
>> The loneliness which can’t be spoken
>> Just swings a rope and rides inside a song.
>>
>> Dead limbs play with ringless fingers
>> A melody which burns you deep inside.
>> Oh, how the song becomes the singers,
>> May peace be ever with you as you ride.
>>
>> How long will you be driven relentless around the world,
>> The blood in the rhythm of the soul.
>>
>> In the window candles glowing
>> Remind you that today you are a child,
>> Road ahead, forever rolling,
>> And anything worth cryin’ can be smiled.
>>
>> So ride, ride ¡®em jewboy,
>> Ride ¡®em all around the old corral.
>> I’m, I’m with you boy
>> If I’ve got to ride six million miles.
>
>