Trying to Honor John Trudell, Arif Mardin, Allen Ginsberg

A Mix for Bobby

I had to see a movie about Bobby Kennedy
to find his Words
and his humanity.

His speech following Dr. Martin Luther King's Assassination
inspired me.
The words moved like music through my mind,
so I found a recording of his voice
and starting Djing whike playing the recording over it
(mixing vinyl, actually mixing, unlike many video game DJs today)...

The music flowed with his verbiage
like a remix of a classic track.

An artist called this feeling "true inspiration"
and I wish I had better words to describe
the feeling after a good set, finishing an article, a book,
a bikeride, a walk on the beach, an evening (early morning hours)
with dear friends, and feeling invincible with the Sunrise.

But all I have are these silly-ass thoughts

Thompson, and Mardin, and All the Heroes...

Hunter left us in the shit,
the nightmare of America
caught in front-less wars
of ideals and religious fraud.

Arif left the button pushers,
and the money handlers with
all the talent;
the magic they
only see in dollars and cents.

Where's our Gonzo
and Tommy Dowd?

An Internet transient,
a blogger, a digital engineer,
perhaps a politician

or Aphex Twin
will save the World.

Times are frightening
but exciting.

What would our predecessors
think of our downloadable lives,

what would they say
and
Would We Hear Them


written by: michael mercer 14, March, 2010