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Joe's Report from the Afterlife

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that's "craic" in the first verse, not "crack..."

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Joe’s Report from the Afterlife

On a Sunday evening in the plastic paddy pub
There were Algerians and Russians playing rub-a-dub
There were dissidents and malcontents from many different nations
Heretics and infidels of all denominations
There were mandolins and dulcimers, fiddlers and fluters
Bass and concertina, bhodran and djarboukas
The music it was smokin' and the craic was more than fair
Then I saw a ghostly form in the only empty chair

I said "Hey Joe, how's the weather where you are?
Is you time spent meditating or hanging round in bars?
Did the cats in the scriptures paint a picture clear enough,
Is it Nirvana or Valhalla or the land of Tir-nan-Och?
Have they sorted out the problems that we're knee-deep in down here
Is it something to look forward to or something I should fear?"
He said "Oh man, the truth would fry your brain, why don’t you
Take it to the bridge 'till I try to explain?

I saw Jesus and Mohammed arm-in-arm commiserating
About all the harm that’s been done in their names
How instead of peace and love, it’s been building walls and hating
Instead of loving life, it’s been filling it with shame
And right-wing politicians and all like-minded others
Have been reincarnated and come back as single mothers
And there’s pile & piles of drugs of any kind whatever
But we don’t have to take them ‘cause we’ve got our shit together”

Then Joe stood up, said “Well folks, I gotta move,
Keep one eye on each other and the other one on the groove.
Truth and rights are the things to advance to,
Always keep on working for a revolution you can dance to.
Try to stay free, don’t try and count your losses,
Don’t take no wooden nickels from no cheapskate brown-shirt bosses”
I said “Hey Joe, you give me something to aspire to;
Politics, style, and fun, and music to perspire to.”

© Patrick Hutchinson, SOCAN 2005.

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from Joe's Report from the Afterlife, released February 2, 2005

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Swift Years Montréal, Québec

18-stringed Worldbilly trio from Montréal: "Hotter than a plate of pierogis, cooler than the sour cream on the side." (Montreal Gazette) "Un vrai bijou de l'underground montréalais." (Le Devoir)
Bob Cussen: mandolin etc
Patrick Hutchinson: guitars
Suzanne Ungar: bass
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