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Real Crime
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Psychedelic late 60s feel, heavy guitars, protest song for the right to use medical marijuana
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Described as powerful by her listeners, Randi Joy's original music blends her influences of 70s art rock, 80s glam punk and 90s angst. Her songs are each a sinc
Solo female artist, alternative hard-edge art rock. Songs lyrical, powerful, emotional and true. Vocal layers, harmonies, big guitars, and melodic. Singer, writer, producer, manager, and guitarist since early 80s. Former bands: Key of Magic, Joy & Judea, Soul Poets, Ascot Jacket.
Song Info
Charts
Peak #181
Peak in subgenre #69
Author
Randi Caplow
Rights
1998
Uploaded
August 14, 2006
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 3:59
Story behind the song
Attorney General Dan Lungren raiding and shutting down the Cannibis Buyers Club in San Francisco after the voters of California passed Proposition 215. I had the opportunity to visit and perform this at the club and found that most of the people were legitimately ill and I felt it was a crime to deprive them of their medicine.
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I am not a member of the Cannibis Club. I'm a strong, healthy woman. I don't even smoke the stuff. I work hard for a living. Taxes eat me alive, and I want those tax dollars to help the sick and the elderly survive. So don't waste my time and money trying to shut down the club, instead of fighting the real crime. If you could feel for just ten minutes all their anguish and their pain, you'd let them have their marijuana so they can feel alive again. Your politician words are useless, so's your media blitz, when the dying AIDS patients are at the bottom of your list. You always leave the ill and the poor to die all alone, a trend that should have changed with people like Dennis Peron. So don't waste my time and money trying to shut down the club, instead of fighting the real crime. If you could feel for just ten minutes all their anguish and their pain, you'd let them have their marijuana so they can feel alive again. Let them feel alive again. These people served our country, and they served as citizens. Most of them are over 50, sit in wheelchairs, and need their medicine. While on the very next street corner, a crack dealer commits another theft, you're busy trying to take away their enjoyment of what little life they have left. So don't waste my time and money trying to shut down the club, instead of fighting the real crime. If you could feel for just one minute all their anguish and their pain, you'd let them have their marijuana so they can feel alive again. You are committing the real crime. You are the real crime.
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