September 15, 2010

taking action. how?

awesome. a friend sent me this link of david bowie playing with his phenomenal bass player, gail ann dorsey. i have this song already, but the visuals, watching her rock out, watching them rock out together... it made me actually look up the lyrics to "under pressure". i find them to be an amazing human expression: that endlessly repeating occasion of figuring out how fucked up the world is; knowing you need to act, not knowing how, not knowing what will work, feeling the frustration and the urgency mount, plateau, never be replaced by a real sense of certainty.

i don't ever feel envious of fanatics, but i sense that desire to feel certain. to know what to do would be to feel empowered. i know a lot of what not to do, i know how to behave. but how to reach out and touch all the damage that is about to happen? all the heads of the monster that will grow back each time we chop off another head? no one knows what to do about that. but

"It's the terror of knowing
What this world is about
Watching some good friends
Screaming 'Let me out'
Pray tomorrow takes me higher
Pressure on people - people on streets
Turned away from it all like a blind man
Sat on a fence but it don't work
Keep coming up with love
but it's so slashed and torn
Why - why - why ?
Love love love love love
Insanity laughs under pressure we're cracking
Can't we give ourselves one more chance
Why can't we give love one more chance
Why can't we give love give love give love give love
give love give love give love give love give love
'Cause love's such an old fashioned word
And love dares you to care for
The people on the edge of the night
And loves dares you to change our way of
Caring about ourselves
This is our last dance
This is our last dance
This is ourselves
Under pressure
Under pressure

sums up the feeling we're left with, always, somewhere. the residue.

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