What are you listening to?

Recently I've been searching through my cd collection for music I've not listened to in years, and I found a treasure trove of Bob Marley albums which have given me great joy. Man, he was a musical powerhouse, and I could choose any out of dozens of songs to reference this. I've always had a soft spot for this song though, so in it goes.

 
This 70s reggae tune by Max Romeo titled “Chase the Devil” has been a sorta battle hymn lately while navigating entropic forces:



[Chorus]
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of Earth
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of Earth
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race

Here’s the lyrics:
[Intro]
Lucifer son of the morning, I'm gonna chase you out of Earth

[Chorus]
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of Earth
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of Earth
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race

[Verse]
Satan is a evilous man
But him can't chucks it on I-man
So when I check him my lass in hand
And if him slip, I gone wid him hand

[Chorus]
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of Earth
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of Earth
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race

[Verse]
Him haffi drop him fork and run
Him can't stand up to Jah Jah son
Him haffi left yah with him gun
Dig off with him bomb

[Chorus]
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of Earth
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of Earth
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race

[Verse]
Satan is a evilous man
But him can't chucks it on I-man
So when I check him my lass in hand
And if him slip, I gone wid him hand

[Chorus]
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase Satan out of Earth
I'm gonna put on a iron shirt and chase the devil out of Earth
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race
I'm gonna send him to outer space to find another race

[Outro]
Move yah with yuh gun
Me say fe lef yah with yuh bomb (Oh yeah)
Move you with yuh bomb
Me say fe left yah with yuh gun

Here’s a snippet from Wikipedia on the meaning/intent:
In a BBC interview recorded in 2010 Romeo describes the meaning of the song. He explains that the devil is everything negative in our minds, the iron shirt is our strength of spirit that allows us to cast out the devil.
 
How To Destroy Angels - A Drowning
It's the glare from the reflection
Making patterns in your eye
It's the looking back in anger
For every second slipping by
Undertow has come to take me
Guarded by the blazing sun
Look at everything around us, well
Look at everything we've done
Please, anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here please,
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
There's a tiny little window
Swarms of locusts fill the sky
Maybe I'd just disappear
If I can't keep my head above the tide
Please, anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here, please
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
I'm drowning here please,
Anyone?
I don't think I can
Save myself
 
FEU! CHATTERTON sing MONDE NOUVEAU
"Un vent Un grand vent nouveau Soufflait sur le pays Très chaudement Dans un bain Un bain de foule dévot À moitié ébahi On se mouillait mollement La glace fondait dans les spritzs C’était à n’y comprendre rien Tout le monde se plaignait en ville Du climat subsaharien On n’avait pas le moral Mais l’on répondait bien À tous les mots les traits d’esprit Du serveur central Un monde nouveau On en rêvait tous Mais que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Un monde nouveau On en rêvait tous Mais que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Zéro Attraper le bluetooth Que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Presque rien Presque rien Le monde Le monde de demain On le bégayait tous Sans n’y comprendre rien À la loi Nouvelle des éléments Qui nous foutait la frousse Et les poils en même temps La clarté nous pendait au nez Dans sa vive lumière bleue Nous étions pris, faits, cernés L’évidence était sous nos yeux Comme une publicité Qui nous masquait le ciel Des millions de pixels pleuvaient Sur le serveur central Un monde nouveau On en rêvait tous Mais que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Un monde nouveau On en rêvait tous Mais que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Zéro Attraper le bluetooth Que savions nous faire de nos mains ? Presque rien Presque rien Presque rien. Se prendre dans les bras S’attraper dans les bras Ça on le pouvait Se prendre dans les bras S’attraper dans les bras Ça on le pouvait On le pouvait On le pouvait On le pouvait Un monde nouveau On le pouvait Un monde nouveau.
Paroles et Musique : Feu! Chatterton"

Google translation:
A wind A great new wind Blew over the land Very warmly In a bath A devout crowd bath Half amazed We wet ourselves softly Ice was melting in the spritzes It was to understand nothing Everyone was complaining in town Sub-Saharan climate We didn't have the morale But we answered well In every word, the wit From the central server A new world We all dreamed about it But what did we know how to do with our hands? A new world We all dreamed about it But what did we know how to do with our hands? Zero Catch bluetooth What did we know how to do with our hands? Almost nothing Almost nothing The world The world of tomorrow We all stammered it Without understanding anything To the law New Items Who scared us And the hairs at the same time The clarity hung in our noses In its bright blue light We were caught, made, surrounded The evidence was before our eyes Like an advertisement That hid the sky from us Millions of pixels were raining down On the central server A new world We all dreamed about it But what did we know how to do with our hands? A new world We all dreamed about it But what did we know how to do with our hands? Zero Catch bluetooth What did we know how to do with our hands? Almost nothing Almost nothing Almost nothing. Hug each other Hold ourselves in our arms That we could Hug each other That we could We could We could We could A new world We could A new world.
Words and Music: Fire! Chatterton
 
Croatian diva, Josipa Lisac - O jednoj mladosti / About one Youth (1973)


One youth, one world of hope
Grows quietly in your heart.
Others are building this world for you
With a little real truth.
They tell you stories
And each has its own happy ending.
But they´re not telling that this world is stealing
Your sunshine...

One youth, one dream of happiness,
But it is still a long, long way to go.
And as the heart starts its own way
In a bloomed and yellow world,
You will suddenly understand everything -
That you´ve lost your flame.
The world flows like a dead river
Without its goal...

*****

Who knows,
Maybe another world is waiting for me...
Who knows,
Sometimes even in the dark a beautiful flower sprouts...
Perhaps, who knows,
One of the lucky ones
One in a thousand will be me
Who will know....

🎶🎶🎶


Who knows,
Maybe another world is waiting for me...
Who knows,
Sometimes even in the dark a beautiful flower sprouts...
Perhaps, who knows,
One of the lucky ones
One in a thousand will be me
Who will know....

Who will know....
 
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