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Anna Roland - Dice Swinging
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Hard-hitting folk, rock, jazz and punk influenced acoustic music from the front-lines of the class war and the struggle for social justice, equity and direct de
is an artist-owned-and-run collective of radical songwriters and musicians who are making folk a threat again! We are: - folked up jazzy riot-folk fury from st. louis! - agressive folk from the front lines outta boston - throws down. insanely eloquent in-your-face folk-punk from CT. - phenomenal songs of uprising, resistance and revolution originally from Baltimore - ethereal poetical and political songs from San Fransisco - hard-hitting and earthy radical folk from Maine & Oregon - old-timey and refreshingly clever anarchist folk from NYC We seek to operate as a collective in a manner that is in-keeping with our analysis of the world and adhering to the principles of anti-oppression, resistance and liberation, mutual aid, direct democracy, community and struggle. We support the struggles of all those who have been oppressed against their oppressors: oppressed genders, races, classes, the indigenous, and the earth itself. We seek to make partnerships of mutual aid with other radical groups to help spread the music and the message of the movement. We don't just write about the movement, we're part of it!
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Peak #618
Peak in subgenre #40
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Evan Greer
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(C) Anna Roland 2003
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December 14, 2004
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i am holding my head up as the wind rushes by and you are pounding on the dashboard giving rhythm to your cries and we are yelling at the top of our lungs "sugar magnolia" and you asked me what i was thinking i said i can't tell you right now and my hand tests the air as it whirls through my hair and as the street lights go by faster the dice begin to swing and i said i have long wanted us to stay here forever i've never wanted anything more than just to keep to keep on singing then just to keep the dice swinging like an old rag your hand is draped out the window and i'm smelling the smoke from your camel as it burns we are both slouched as we peer at the road and your one lonely head light points to where we must go i turn to you while you look at the road and the reflection of the mirror in you eye and we both felt the same i could sense it in the air we were feeling so safe but we were feeling so bare and the gas light blinks on each time we crawl up a hill yeah we are both victims on the same battle field we've been wishing for more and hoping for the best cuz we know what it's like to be working with less i am gazing at the end of the earth painted in red and as the sun sets behind hind it your singing's ringing in my head and my hand tests the air as it whirls through my hair and as the street lights go by faster the dice begin to swing
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