27. maj 2016 arkiv

The Monkees er tilbage

27. maj 2016

the Monkees har sluppet deres første album i tyve år ud. Og måske skulle de have undladet det!? I hvert overbeviser det jeg har hørt – bl.a. nedenstående sang – mig ikke om, at resterne af det gamle tresserpopband kan genfinde den særlige magi, der var omkring gruppen og deres sange. Sangen er såmæn ok, men der er langt til “Daydream Believer” og den slags magiske popsange.

Jeg drømte Donald Trump var præsident…

27. maj 2016

Min dag er reddet. Det vælter ned over os med politiske elendigheder. Vores svar på Donald Trump – Lars Løkke Rasmussen – vil hæve bundskatten og sænke topskatten. Ren omvendt Robin Hood. Og vi kan ikke forvente andet fra den kant. Dertil skal lægges alle de andre ulykker, han og regeringen vælter ned over os. Landbrugspakken, opgivelsen af vindmølleparker og togfonden osv. Jo, den omvendte Robin Hood har frit spil.
Men midt i alle elendighederne – de udenlandske ufortalt – kommer der så en sang fra min “ven” Loudon Wainwright, hvor han tager tyren ved hornene og synger om det skrækscenarie, der nok snart bliver til virkelighed: At Donald Trump – byggematadoren med akrylhåret – bliver USAs næste præsident. Og med sædvanlig skarpsindighed og præcision spidder han Trump i sangen “I had a dream”. Jeg drømte Donald Trump var præsident… En tanke, der burde gøre en søvnløs. Tak Loudon for at redde min dag.

I had a dream I don’t know what it meant
But I dreamed Donald Trump was our president
And there on election night right by his side
His flunky Chris Christie along for the ride
But it gets worse just wait there’s more
He made Jeff Sessions Secretary of War
And just like he promised he built him that wall
He blew up Cuba and he carpet bombed Montreal

I had a dream I woke up in a cold sweat
The Donald was elected in a huge upset
He made a bad deal with Putin a secret pact with Assad
Told the Pope where to go I swear to God
As for the Supreme Court he got to choose
He filled the vacancy up with Lyin’ Ted Cruz
His face was bright orange and his hair was just weird
But we were made great again, embarrassed and feared

I had a dream here’s how it went
I dreamed that the Trumpster was the president
His little finger on the button, he was doin’ his thing
Our new national anthem was “my ding-a-ling”
We were bought and sold like in Monopoly
He had the most hotels in the land of the free
Locked up the opposition and the demonstrators too
That would be me and it might be you

I had a dream I’m not sure what it meant
When I dreamed Donald Trump was our president
And it wasn’t even close he won it in a landslide
Our new hot First Lady she was beaming with pride
If you think that’s cool don’t fool yourself
He made Ben Carson Secretary of Health
And Sarah Palin Secretary of Stealth
If you think that’s scary just you wait
He made Newt Gingrich the Secretary of State
And Rush Limbaugh the Secretary of Hate!!

Dreams come true and there’s prophesy
And sometimes a nightmare is a reality