Fascinating look at one of the greatest songs ever written. As a cultural piece that has a few equals. If post-World War II truly was the heyday of America, and the 50s were the rise of Camelot, and the Kennedys where are the a pitta me of king Arthur and his court, this song is a great reflection upon the peak and the beginning of the fall of America.
I hope to rise again, the ones in future king.
Case anyone’s interested it’s actually a fascinating video Retrospective of what that song perhaps really means, how American music was started in black Southern communities, spread to white artists, eventually co-opted by the peace movement, hijacked by the British, then became holy hypocritical as well as how the 50s melted into the 60s. The loss of innocence, the loss of youth, the beginning of the end of the greatest cultural achievements of America? It’s also the story of why Don McLean quit rock ‘n’ roll.
I hope to rise again, the ones in future king.
Case anyone’s interested it’s actually a fascinating video Retrospective of what that song perhaps really means, how American music was started in black Southern communities, spread to white artists, eventually co-opted by the peace movement, hijacked by the British, then became holy hypocritical as well as how the 50s melted into the 60s. The loss of innocence, the loss of youth, the beginning of the end of the greatest cultural achievements of America? It’s also the story of why Don McLean quit rock ‘n’ roll.
