{"id":6108,"date":"2014-09-09T06:19:57","date_gmt":"2014-09-09T06:19:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/?p=6108"},"modified":"2020-06-02T12:36:51","modified_gmt":"2020-06-02T12:36:51","slug":"ani-difranco","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/?p=6108","title":{"rendered":"ani difranco  +  Patti Smith"},"content":{"rendered":"<h6><a href=\"https:\/\/www.oprahmag.com\/entertainment\/books\/a27887224\/ani-difranco-memoir-no-walls-and-the-recurring-dream-excerpt\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-52379\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls....jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"1280\" height=\"720\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls....jpg 1280w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls...-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls...-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls...-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls...-150x84.jpg 150w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/No-walls...-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><\/a><\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Award-winning musician, songwriter, and poet <strong>DiFranco<\/strong>\u00a0 \u21d1\u00a0 chronicles her rise to fame with engaging candor. Fending for herself by age 15, she survived each unusual day with ingenuity and perseverance while pursuing her education and musical passion. She performed whenever possible in coffee houses, clubs, and other venues, developing an eclectic sound all her own\u2014drawn from folk, rock, and multigenre influences. Emerging as a sought-after performer and collaborator at home and abroad, she also became a trailblazer in the recording industry: founding and maintaining her independent label, <strong>Righteous Babe Records<\/strong>, and successfully issuing more than 20 of her own albums (including <i>Little Plastic Castle<\/i>\u00a0and\u00a0<i>Living in Clip<\/i>). An activist who has never been afraid to confront the musical, social, or political establishments, she&#8217;s served as a role model for many. DiFranco is a natural storyteller, infusing these pages\u2014with their frequent offbeat anecdotes, unusual characters, and significant episodes\u2014with wit, humor, and perspective. She also intersperses the narrative with some of her most notable poetry.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><b>\u2014Carol J. Binkowski, Bloomfield, NJ<\/b><\/p>\n<h6><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/sga-pPmnYfU\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/h6>\n<p>\u2207\u00a0 with daughter Petah\u00a0 \u21d3\u00a0<strong> &#8216;Play God<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/vf7ZgWif3gc\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<div class=\"bbVIQb\">\n<div class=\"ujudUb\">I was done at 16 &#8211; Showing up for class<br \/>I was out there in the ring &#8211; Learning how to kick some ass<br \/>I was done at 16 &#8211; Using my momma&#8217;s key<br \/>It was all on me &#8211; It was all on me<\/div>\n<div>&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb\">Weren&#8217;t no free rides &#8211; Weren&#8217;t no IOU&#8217;s<br \/>I pulled my weight, yeah &#8211; I paid my dues<br \/>And I showed up to enlist &#8211; On the first day of recruits<br \/>How &#8216;bout you?\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 How &#8216;bout you<\/div>\n<div>&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb\"><strong>I&#8217;m my brother&#8217;s keeper\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Every chance I can<\/strong><br \/><strong>I pay my taxes\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Like any working man<\/strong><br \/><strong>And I feel I&#8217;ve earned\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 My right to choose<\/strong><br \/><strong>You don&#8217;t get to play God, man, I do . . .<\/strong><\/div>\n<div>&#8211;<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"bbVIQb\">\n<div class=\"ujudUb u7wWjf\" data-mh=\"-1\">You get to run the world\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 In your special way<br \/>You get much more\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Much more than your say<br \/>Government, religion\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 It&#8217;s all just patriarchy<br \/>I must insist you leave this one thing to me<br \/>Just leave this one thing to me . . .<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb u7wWjf\" data-mh=\"-1\">Just leave this one thing<\/div>\n<div data-mh=\"-1\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">&#8216;Cause there&#8217;s one thing that a man needs &#8211; To be truly free<br \/>This is the modern world\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 And that one thing is money<br \/>But there are two things\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 That a woman needs<br \/>Control over her own body<\/div>\n<div data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">Yeah I pay the price\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 On top of everything<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">Each month a bill\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Each month a reckoning<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">And each seed that dies\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 I cry and I bleed<br \/>So you can&#8217;t tell me\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 No you can&#8217;t tell me<\/div>\n<div data-mh=\"154\" data-mhc=\"1\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"176\" data-mhc=\"1\">I am a soldier\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 It&#8217;s my blood that flows<br \/>I&#8217;d give my life\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 So that this tree can grow<br \/>You don&#8217;t know creation\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Like I know<br \/>So you can&#8217;t tell me\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 No you can&#8217;t tell me<\/div>\n<div data-mh=\"176\" data-mhc=\"1\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"220\" data-mhc=\"1\">You get to run the world\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 In your special way<br \/>You get much more\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Much more than your say<br \/>Government, religion\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 It&#8217;s all just patriarchy<br \/>I must insist you leave this one thing to me<br \/>Just leave this one thing to me . . .<br \/>Just leave this one thing to me<\/div>\n<div data-mh=\"220\" data-mhc=\"1\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div class=\"ujudUb WRZytc xpdxpnd\" data-mh=\"198\" data-mhc=\"1\"><strong>&#8216;Cause I&#8217;m my brother&#8217;s keeper\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Every chance I can<\/strong><br \/><strong>I pay my taxes\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Like any workin&#8217; man<\/strong><br \/><strong>And I feel I&#8217;ve earned\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 My right to choose<\/strong><br \/><strong>You don&#8217;t get to play God, man, I do . . .<\/strong><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2666 \u00a0&#8216;<\/strong><span id=\"eow-title\" class=\"watch-title \" dir=\"ltr\" title=\"Ani DiFranco See See See See (live)\"><strong>See See See See&#8217; \u00a0\u21d3<\/strong> (live)<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/hlW6j06ut4k\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>&#8230; Baby if you like<\/strong><br \/><strong> What you see see see see<\/strong><br \/><strong> Then make me feel nice<\/strong><br \/><strong> And baby tell me, tell me<\/strong><br \/><strong> Tell me with your eyes<\/strong><br \/><strong> Tell me in the glance of a hand<\/strong><br \/><strong> Let me know I still can<\/strong><br \/><strong> Make you feel like a man<\/strong><br \/><strong> Wipe away my worries<\/strong><br \/><strong> My list of things to do<\/strong><br \/><strong> There\u2019s flies in the kitchen<\/strong><br \/><strong> And I\u2019m still in love with you<\/strong><br \/><strong> Yes I\u2019m still in love with you<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Tell me some more<br \/>Of who you were before we met<br \/>Tell me a dream<br \/>That you may or may have not had yet<br \/>For understanding I will wait patiently<br \/>And if I can\u2019t unchain you<br \/>I\u2019ll hold you till you\u2019re free<br \/>Cuz I\u2019m still in love with you<\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u25ca \u00a0\u00abWhat How When Where (Why Who)\u00bb\u00a0\u2193<\/h5>\n<address>what what what what <strong>what did you think you were doing?<\/strong><br \/>how how how\u00a0<strong>how did you think this would go?<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=dgy5RmMzpYU\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-43574 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/WH_.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"223\" height=\"223\" \/><\/a><\/strong><br \/>when when when\u00a0<strong>when you showed up on my radar<\/strong><br \/>where where \u00a0<strong>where did you think you would show?<\/strong><br \/>what what what what <strong>what do you make of this station<\/strong><br \/>how how how\u00a0<strong>how it pulls away from the train?<\/strong><br \/>when when when\u00a0<strong>when if at all will you realize<\/strong><br \/>where where where <strong>where do and done are the same?<\/strong><br \/>what what what what <strong>what now you&#8217;re out in the open<\/strong><br \/>how how how <strong>how do you think you can hide?<\/strong><\/address><address>when when when\u00a0<strong>when will you find some nice soft sand<\/strong><br \/>where where where <strong>where you can bury your pride?<\/strong><br \/>what what what what <strong>what do you want from this lifetime?<\/strong><br \/>how how how\u00a0<strong>how does your story line flow?<\/strong><br \/>when when when\u00a0<strong>when you gonna get to the punch line\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>where where where <strong>where will the applause sign go?<\/strong><\/address><address>and why why why why <strong>why don&#8217;t you just take your bow\u00a0<strong>cuz who&#8217;s gonna love you now?<\/strong><\/strong><\/address>\n<div>\u00a0<\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>\u2022\u2192<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=nzFMONQLDC8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Willing to Fight&#8217;\u21d0<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\">\u00ab&#8230;you&#8217;ve got your whole life to do something\u00a0and that&#8217;s not very long&#8230;\u00bb<\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address>\u2666 \u00a0 \u00a0&#8216;<strong>Swing&#8217;\u00a0 \u00a0\u21d3<\/strong><\/address>\n<div>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/p98OomSDPWg\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><strong>Are you weary as water \u00a0in a faucet left dripping<\/strong><br \/><strong>With an incessant sadness like a sad record skipping<\/strong><br \/><strong>And an ugly and ornery &#8211;\u00a0And shadowy dread<\/strong><br \/><strong>Lurking like a troll under the bridge &#8211;\u00a0Between your heart and your head<\/strong><\/p>\n<address>She came to and her &#8211;\u00a0Whole life was how she remembered it<\/address><address>She had a mouth full of fur &#8211;\u00a0And she was laughing<\/address>\n<div><address>She parked her hearse \u00a0across three spaces posted for motorcycles only<\/address><address>And jumped out, shouting\u00a0\u00abWhat the cus could make a nice girl like us feel so lonely?\u00bb<\/address><address>. . .<\/address><\/div>\n<address>Please dumb blind kind sir &#8211;\u00a0Lend little miss listless a bit of Christmas<br \/>She&#8217;s been a real good girl &#8211;\u00a0But now she&#8217;s stuck here<\/address><address>The world is so little and still &#8211;\u00a0Mysterious and ominous as ever before<br \/>Like an unmarked bottle full of pills\u00a0on the shelf right next to the ting &#8211;\u00a0You were reaching for<\/address><address>. . .<\/address><address>Swing the groove &#8216;round here where I can reach it<br \/>When I get my ass back on track\u00a0I&#8217;m gonna need it<br \/>Swing shift &#8216;til I get the money to buy me and my baby a moon full of honey<br \/>Then I&#8217;m gonna turn the nagging voices inside my head<\/address>\n<p><strong>Are you weary as water \u00a0in a faucet left dripping<\/strong><br \/><strong>With an incessant sadness like a sad record skipping . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">[ . . . \u00a0<strong>Corey Parker<\/strong> raps . . .]<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p><strong>\u2666\u2192\u00a0 \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.azlyrics.com\/lyrics\/anidifranco\/shy.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Shy<\/a> \u21d3<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=toQuEowF43U\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-50687\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/shy.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"650\" height=\"254\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/shy.png 650w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/shy-300x117.png 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/shy-150x59.png 150w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/shy-400x156.png 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 650px) 100vw, 650px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<address>the heat is so great\u00a0it plays tricks with the eye<br \/>it turns the road to water\u00a0and then from water to sky<br \/>and there&#8217;s a crack in the concrete floor\u00a0and it starts at the sink<br \/>there&#8217;s a bathroom in a gas station\u00a0and i&#8217;ve locked myself in it to think<\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address>and back in the city\u00a0the sun bakes the trash on the curb<br \/>the men are pissing in doorways\u00a0and the rats run in herds<br \/>i&#8217;ve got a dream of your face\u00a0that scares me awake<br \/>i put too much on my table\u00a0and now i got too much a stake<\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address>and i might let you off easy &#8211;\u00a0yeah i might lead you on<br \/>i might wait for you to look for me\u00a0and then i might be gone<br \/>that&#8217;s where i come from and where i&#8217;m going\u00a0and i&#8217;m lost in between<br \/>i might go up to that phone booth\u00a0and leave a veiled invitation on you machine<\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address><strong>and you&#8217;ll stop me, won&#8217;t you\u00a0if you&#8217;ve heard this one before<\/strong><br \/><strong>the one where i surprise you\u00a0by showing up at your front door<\/strong><br \/><strong>saying &#8216;let&#8217;s not ask what&#8217;s next,\u00a0or how, or why&#8217;<\/strong><br \/><strong>i am leaving in the morning\u00a0so let&#8217;s not be shy &#8230;<\/strong><\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address>the door opens, the room winces &#8211; the housekeeper comes in without a warning<br \/>and i squint at the muscular motel lady\u00a0and say &#8216;hi good morning&#8217;<br \/>and as she jumps, her keys jingle\u00a0and she leaves as quick as she came in<br \/>and i roll over and taste the pillow with my grin<br \/>well, the sheets are twisted and tangled\u00a0and the heat is so great<br \/>and i swear i can feel the mattress\u00a0sinking underneath your weight<br \/>oh sleep is like a fever\u00a0and I&#8217;m glad when it ends<br \/>and the road flows like a river\u00a0and pulls me around every bend<\/address><address>\u00a0<\/address><address><strong>and you&#8217;ll stop me, won&#8217;t you&#8230;<\/strong><\/address><address>the heat is so great\u00a0it plays tricks with the eye<br \/>it turns the road to water\u00a0and then from water to sky<br \/>and there&#8217;s a crack in the concrete floor\u00a0and it starts at the sink<br \/>there&#8217;s a bathroom in a gas station\u00a0and i&#8217;ve locked myself in it to think<\/address><address><strong>and you&#8217;ll stop me, won&#8217;t you&#8230;<\/strong><\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-50688 alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"112\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate-150x84.jpg 150w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Anticipate-400x225.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=mfMl23xzlEM\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u2193 \u00a0<\/a>[2011]<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/mfMl23xzlEM\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>You are subtle as a window pane\u00a0standing in my view<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>but I will wait for it to rain\u00a0so that I can see you<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>you call me up at night\u00a0when there&#8217;s no light passing through<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>and you think that I don&#8217;t understand<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>but I do<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Yeah, we don&#8217;t say everything that we could<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>so that we can say later &#8211;\u00a0oh, you misunderstood<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>I hold my cards up\u00a0close to my chest<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>I say what I have to\u00a0and I hold back the rest<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Someone you don&#8217;t know\u00a0\u00a0is someone you don&#8217;t know &#8211;\u00a0<strong>get a firm grip\u00a0before you let go<\/strong><\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>for every hand extended\u00a0another lies in wait &#8211;\u00a0<strong>keep your eye on that one<\/strong><\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>anticipate<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Dress down get out there &#8211;\u00a0pick a fight with the police<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">we will get it all on film\u00a0for the new release<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">It seems like everyone&#8217;s an actor\u00a0or an actor&#8217;s best friend<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">I wonder what was wrong to begin with\u00a0that they should all have to pretend<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">we lost sight of everything\u00a0when we have to keep checking our backs<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">I think we should all just smile<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">come clean\u00a0and relax<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><address>Someone you don&#8217;t know\u00a0\u00a0is someone you don&#8217;t know &#8211;\u00a0get a firm grip\u00a0before you let go<\/address><address>for every hand extended\u00a0another lies in wait &#8211;\u00a0keep your eye on that one<\/address><address>anticipate<\/address><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">If there&#8217;s anything I&#8217;ve learned\u00a0all these years on my own<br \/>is that I have to find my own way there\u00a0and I have to find my own way back home\u00a0<\/address>\n<p id=\"watch-headline-title\"><strong>\u2022\u2192<a href=\"http:\/\/www.azlyrics.com\/lyrics\/anidifranco\/myiq.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;My IQ&#8217; <\/a>\u21d4<\/strong>\u00a0\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=ya8zuiIU-4E\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-42812 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/difrancoIQ.jpg\" alt=\"difrancoIQ\" width=\"236\" height=\"177\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/difrancoIQ.jpg 236w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/difrancoIQ-150x112.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 236px) 100vw, 236px\" \/><\/a><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright wp-image-35116 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/4.jpg\" alt=\"4\" width=\"142\" height=\"200\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/4.jpg 142w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/4-106x150.jpg 106w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 142px) 100vw, 142px\" \/><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: right;\"><span style=\"color: #3366ff;\">\u21d3 \u00a0 poems \u00a0. \u00a0. \u00a0.<\/span><\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2022\u2192 \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.lyreka.com\/song\/ani-difranco-tiptoe-lyrics\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Tiptoe<\/a>\u00a0 \u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>tiptoeing through the used condoms<\/strong><br \/><strong> strewn on the piers\u00a0<strong>off the west side highway<\/strong><\/strong><br \/><strong> sunset behind the skyline of jersey<\/strong><br \/><strong> walking towards the water<\/strong><br \/><strong> with a fetus holding court in my gut<\/strong><br \/><strong> my body highjacked<\/strong><br \/><strong> my tits swollen<\/strong><br \/><strong> I&#8217;m sore<\/strong><br \/><strong> the river has more colors at sunset than my sock drawer ever dreamed of<\/strong><br \/><strong> I could wake up screaming sometimes<\/strong><br \/><strong> but I don&#8217;t<\/strong><br \/><strong> I could step off the end of this pier<\/strong><br \/><strong> but I&#8217;ve got shit to do<\/strong><br \/><strong> and I&#8217;ve an appointment on tuesday<\/strong><br \/><strong> to shed uninvited blood and tissue<\/strong><br \/><strong> I&#8217;ll miss you I say to the river \u00a0<strong>to the water<\/strong><\/strong><br \/><strong> to the son or\u00a0<strong>daughter I thought better of<\/strong><\/strong><br \/><strong> I could fall in love with jersey at sunset<\/strong><br \/><strong> but I leave \u00a0\u00a0<strong>the view \u00a0\u00a0<strong>to the rats<\/strong><\/strong><\/strong><br \/><strong> and tiptoe back<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">\u21d3 \u00a0&#8216;Coming Up&#8217;\u00a0\u21d0<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/UMoo7TbKyf0\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>our father who art in a penthouse<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>sits in his 37th floor suite<\/strong><br \/><strong>and swivels to gaze down<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>at the city he made me in<\/strong><br \/><strong>he allows me to stand and<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>sollicit graffiti until<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>he needs the land I stand on<\/strong><br \/><strong>and I in my darkened threshold<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>am pawing through my pockets<\/strong><br \/><strong>the receipts, the bus schedules<\/strong>,\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><strong>\u00a0<\/strong><strong>the urgent napkin poems,\u00a0<\/strong>the matchbook phone numbers,<\/strong><br \/><strong>all of which laundering has rendered<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>pulpy and strange<\/strong><br \/><strong>loose change and a key<\/strong><br \/><strong>ask me<\/strong><br \/><strong>go ahead, ask me if I care<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>I got the answer here<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>I wrote it down somewhere<\/strong><br \/><strong>I just gotta find it<\/strong>\u00a0&#8230;<strong><br \/><\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>somebody and their spraypaint got too close<\/strong><br \/><strong>somebody came on too heavy<\/strong><br \/><strong>now look at me made ugly<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>by the drooling letters<\/strong><br \/><strong>I was better off alone<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>ain&#8217;t that the way it is<\/strong><br \/><strong>they don&#8217;t know the first thing<\/strong><br \/><strong>but you don&#8217;t know that<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>until they take the first swing<\/strong><br \/><strong>my fingers are red and swollen from the cold<\/strong><br \/><strong>I&#8217;m getting bold in my old age<\/strong><br \/><strong>so go ahead, try the door<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>it doesn&#8217;t matter anymore<\/strong><br \/><strong>I know the weakhearted are strongwilled<\/strong><br \/><strong>and we are being kept alive<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>until we&#8217;re killed<\/strong><br \/><strong>he&#8217;s up there the ice<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>is clinking in his glass<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>he sends these little pieces of paper<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>I don&#8217;t ask<\/strong><br \/><strong>I just empty my pockets and wait<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>it&#8217;s not fate<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>it&#8217;s just circumstance<\/strong><br \/><strong>I don&#8217;t fool myself with a romance<\/strong><br \/><strong>I just live<\/strong><br \/><strong>phone number to phone number<\/strong><br \/><strong>dusting them against my thighs<\/strong><br \/><strong>in the warmth of my pockets<\/strong><br \/><strong>which whisper history incessantly<\/strong><br \/><strong>asking me<\/strong><br \/><strong>where were you<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>I lower my eyes<\/strong><br \/><strong>wishing I could cry more<\/strong><br \/><strong>and care less,<\/strong><br \/><strong>yes it&#8217;s true,<\/strong><br \/><strong>I was trying to love someone again,<\/strong><br \/><strong>I was caught caring,<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>bearing weight<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>but I love this city, this state<\/strong><br \/><strong>this country is too large<\/strong><br \/><strong>and whoever&#8217;s in charge up there<\/strong><br \/><strong>had better take the elevator down<\/strong><br \/><strong>and put more than change in our cup<\/strong><br \/><strong>or else we<\/strong><br \/><strong>are coming<\/strong><br \/><strong>up<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<p id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u25ca\u2192\u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.azlyrics.com\/lyrics\/anidifranco\/truestoryofwhatwas.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u00abThe True Story Of What Was\u00bb<\/a> \u00a0\u2193<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/-NqBkcmJRiA\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: right;\"><strong>\u25ca\u2192 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=IJcOWQ1rym8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u00abSelf Evident\u00bb<\/a> \u2193<\/strong> \u00a0[<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=hfFijbldRNY\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">poem<\/a>]<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/gTY8sCzHTNc\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.danah.org\/ani\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-6109 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/difranco.jpg\" alt=\"difranco\" width=\"220\" height=\"210\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/difranco.jpg 220w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/difranco-150x143.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 220px) 100vw, 220px\" \/><\/a>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.pattismith.net\/intro.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone wp-image-43566 \" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/PattiS.jpg\" alt=\"PattiS\" width=\"204\" height=\"201\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/PattiS.jpg 226w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/PattiS-150x148.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 204px) 100vw, 204px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000;\">\u00a4\u00a0Patti Smith<\/span>\u00a0<\/strong>doing a cover of \u00a0\u2193\u00a0Tears For Fears&#8217; _<strong>\u00abEverybody wants to rule the world\u00bb<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>(an overwhelming demonstration of how a crummy song may turn into a masterpiece when handled by a sensitive kind)<\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/6TpdgbwTuJ8\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address><strong>Welcome to your life<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>There&#8217;s no turning back<\/strong><br \/><strong>Even while we sleep<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>We will find you<\/strong><br \/><strong>Acting on your best behaviour<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>Turn your back on mother nature<\/strong><br \/><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>It&#8217;s my own design<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>It&#8217;s my own remorse<\/strong><br \/><strong>Help me to decide<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>Help me make the most<\/strong><br \/><strong>Of freedom and of pleasure<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>Nothing ever lasts forever<\/strong><br \/><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>T<\/strong><strong>here&#8217;s a room where the light won&#8217;t find you <\/strong><\/address><address><strong>h<\/strong><strong>olding hands while the walls come tumbling down<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>When they do i&#8217;ll be right behind you<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>So glad we&#8217;ve almost made it<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>So sad they had to fade it<\/strong><br \/><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>I can&#8217;t stand this indecision<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>Married with a lack of vision<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><br \/><strong>Say that you&#8217;ll never never never never need it<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>One headline \u00a0why believe it ?<\/strong><br \/><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>All for freedom and for pleasure &#8211;\u00a0Nothing ever lasts forever<\/strong><\/address><address><strong>Everybody wants to rule the world<\/strong><\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>\u2207\u00a0<\/strong> A cover of Midnight Oil\u2019s\u00a0 \u21d3\u00a0 <strong>\u201cBeds Are Burning\u201d\u00a0 [2018]<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Patti set the Oils classic up with a poem about Australia\u2019s toxic destruction of the environment.<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u201cFrom the centre of the world,<br \/>down deep in the earth,<br \/>down were the swirl of dreams are made,<br \/>long before the beginning of time,<br \/>the gods formed a great rock that grows through the desert,<br \/>and this rock was ruby in the sun,<br \/>red as blood when the sun smiled upon it,<br \/>and from its essence man created Dreamtime,<br \/>and they slept in its shadows,<br \/>but they did not walk upon it,<br \/>but then the settlers came and the tourists and those who did not believe,<br \/>and they tramped upon it,<br \/>and some fell to their death pulling the red skin of the red rock down into the desert,<br \/>creating the dust of sorry all the way to the sea,<br \/>and beneath the sea, so many leagues beneath the sea,<br \/>Great Barrier Reef, red as blood, red as a ruby,<br \/>until man infused it with his toxics, with oil, with his plastic,<br \/>and choked the life out of it,<br \/>until that great red reef bleached white like the bones of saints in the sun<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong><br \/><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/LoWfnFJ52rc\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Out where the river broke<br \/>The blood-wood and the desert oak<br \/>Holden wrecks and boiling diesels<br \/>Steam in forty-five degrees<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 To say fair&#8217;s fair<br \/>To pay the rent\u00a0 To pay our share<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 A fact&#8217;s a fact<br \/>It belongs to them\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Let&#8217;s give it back<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>How can we dance\u00a0 When our earth is turning<\/strong><br \/><strong>How do we sleep\u00a0 While our beds are burning . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 To say fair&#8217;s fair<br \/>To pay the rent\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Now to pay our share<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Four wheels scare the cockatoos<br \/>From Kintore East to Yuendemu<br \/>The western desert lives and breathes<br \/>In forty-five degrees<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 To say fair&#8217;s fair<br \/>To pay the rent\u00a0 To pay our share<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 A fact&#8217;s a fact<br \/>It belongs to them\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Let&#8217;s give it back<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>How can we dance\u00a0 When our earth is turning<\/strong><br \/><strong>How do we sleep\u00a0 While our beds are burning . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 To say fair&#8217;s fair<br \/>To pay the rent\u00a0 To pay our share<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">The time has come\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 A fact&#8217;s a fact<br \/>It belongs to them\u00a0 &#8211;\u00a0 Let&#8217;s give it back<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>How can we dance\u00a0 When our earth is turning<\/strong><br \/><strong>How do we sleep\u00a0 While our beds are burning . . .<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>\u2207\u00a0 \u00a0&#8216;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.pattismith.net\/trampin\/myblakeanyear_lyrics.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">My Blakean Years<\/a><span style=\"text-decoration: underline;\">&#8216;<\/span>\u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=tzJdd_y4kfY\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter  wp-image-50689\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Myblakeanyear.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"412\" height=\"201\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Myblakeanyear.jpg 705w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Myblakeanyear-300x146.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Myblakeanyear-150x73.jpg 150w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/Myblakeanyear-400x195.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 412px) 100vw, 412px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u25ca\u2192 \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=VF6F0kBGYiY\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Because The Night&#8217;<\/a>\u00a0 \u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Take me now, baby, here as i am<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>hold me close, try to understand<\/strong><br \/><strong>desire is hunger is the fire i breathe<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>love is a banquet on which we feed<\/strong><br \/><strong>come on now, try and understand<\/strong>\u00a0<strong>the way i feel when i&#8217;m in your hands<\/strong><br \/><strong>take my hand, come under cover<\/strong><br \/><strong>can&#8217;t hurt you now \u00a0. \u00a0. \u00a0. \u00a0<\/strong>(3x)<br \/><strong>because the night belongs to lovers<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>because the night belongs to lust<\/strong><br \/><strong>because the night belongs to lovers<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>because the night belongs to us<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>have i doubt when i&#8217;m all alone<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>love is a ring on the telephone<\/strong><br \/><strong>love is an angel, disguised as lust<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>here in our bed til the morning comes<a href=\"http:\/\/www.oceanstar.com\/patti\/lyrics\/socross.htm\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright  wp-image-42118\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/Scross.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"127\" height=\"166\" \/><\/a><\/strong><br \/><strong>with love we sleep, with doubt the vicious circle<\/strong>\u00a0&#8211;\u00a0<strong>turns, and turns<\/strong><br \/><strong>without you, i cannot live, forgive the yearning burning<\/strong><br \/><strong>i believe in love<\/strong><br \/><strong>too real to feel, touch me now, touch me now<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2022\u2192 &#8216;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=9CEbAf-EHQ0\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Beneath The Southern Cross<\/a>&#8216;\u21d4<\/h6>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2207\u00a0 \u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=zVZMv92ZHxo\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;<\/a><strong>Mother Rose&#8217;\u00a0 \u21d3<\/strong><\/address>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/zVZMv92ZHxo\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: center;\">Mother Rose every little morn&#8217; \u00a0tend to me<br \/>There she stood, waiting by the door selflessly<br \/>Took my hand took it with a smile tenderly<br \/>Mother rose every little morn&#8217; tend to me<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Now&#8217;s the time to turn the view &#8211;\u00a0Now that I have you<br \/>And I&#8217;ll rise every little morn&#8217; \u00a0tend to thee<br \/>When you rise, wake up with the dawn &#8211; There I&#8217;ll be<br \/>Come my one, come and take my hand \u00a0[. . . ?] with me<br \/>When you rise, wake up with the dawn &#8211; There I&#8217;ll be<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Now&#8217;s the time to turn the view &#8211;\u00a0Now that I have you<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Now&#8217;s the time to turn the view &#8211;\u00a0Now that I have you<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Roses growing up by my door, climbing up the vine<br \/>All the lights \u00a0[ . . . ?], roses shall divine<br \/>Where we feel no pain and the love inside<br \/>Where roses climb, roses shall divine<br \/>Roses shall divine, I feel the pain when the roses die<\/address><address style=\"text-align: center;\">Roses shall divine holy mother &#8211;\u00a0Mother of gold, mother with stories<br \/>Told and retold, she felt our tears<br \/>She heard our sighs and turned to gold \u00a0before our eyes<\/address><address>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">She rose into the light . . . \u00a0She rose into the light<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u2666 \u00a0&#8216;People Have The Power&#8217; \u00a0\u2193<\/strong><\/p>\n<\/address>\n<p><strong> <iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/pPR-HyGj2d0\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/strong><\/p>\n<div><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>I was dreaming in my dreaming of an aspect bright and fair <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>And my sleeping it was broken but my dream it lingered near <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>In the form of shining valleys where the pure air recognized <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>And my senses newly opened I awakened to cry &#8211; <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>That the people have the power to redeem the works of fools <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Upon the meek the graces shower it&#8217;s decreed the people rule. <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">The people have the power . . . \u00a0The people have the power &#8211; the people have the power.<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Vengeful aspects became suspect and bending low as if to hear <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>And the armies ceased advancing because the people had their ear. <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>And the shepherds and the soldiers lay beneath the stars <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Exchanging visions and laying arms to waste in the dust <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>In the form of shining valleys where the pure air recognized <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>And my senses newly opened &#8211; I awakened to the cry &#8211; <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">The people have the power \u00a0. . .\u00a0The people have the power &#8211; the people have the power.<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>The power to dream &#8211; to rule to wrestle the world from fools <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>It&#8217;s decreed &#8211; the people rule it&#8217;s decreed &#8211; the people rule. <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Listen: I believe everything we dream can come to pass through our union <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>We can tun the world around &#8211; we can turn the earths revolution.<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>We <\/strong>have the power \u00a0. . . \u00a0The people have the power &#8211; the people have the power.<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>The power to dream to rule to wrestle us from fools <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>It&#8217;s decreed &#8211; the people rule. <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>We have the power &#8211; we have the power <\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>The people have the power &#8211; we have the power.<\/strong><\/address>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">\u2022\u2192<a href=\"http:\/\/www.harpercollins.com\/browseinside\/index.aspx?isbn13=9780060832674\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Auguries of Inocence\u00a0<\/a>\u2190[poems]<\/h6>\n<h4 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00a4\u2192<a href=\"http:\/\/just--kids.tumblr.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"> JUST KIDS <\/a>\u00a0\u2193<\/h4>\n<\/div>\n<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><a style=\"font-size: 12.800000190734863px; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;\" href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=sGgYzKP72hM\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-10906\" title=\"JustKids\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/JustKids.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"135\" height=\"205\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/JustKids.gif 135w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/03\/JustKids-98x150.gif 98w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 135px) 100vw, 135px\" \/><\/a><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">In<em>\u00a0<strong>Just Kids<\/strong><\/em>, Patti Smith\u2019s first book of prose, the legendary American artist offers a never-before-seen glimpse of her remarkable relationship with photographer Robert Mapplethorpe.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00abJust Kids\u00bb begins as a love story and ends as an elegy. It serves as a salute to New York City during the late sixties and seventies and to its rich and poor, its hustlers and hellions. A true fable, it is a portrait of two young artists&#8217; ascent, a prelude to fame.\u00bb<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0\u2022 \u00a0Read\u00a0<strong>\u21d2<a href=\"http:\/\/news.genius.com\/Patti-smith-foreword-just-kids-annotated\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">foreword<\/a>\u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Patti Smith discussed her National Book Award-winning memoir \u00ab<strong>Just Kids<\/strong>\u00bb \u00a0at the National Portrait Gallery on December 11, 2010. Click pic for the <strong>interview\u2192<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6 id=\"watch-headline-title\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2666 \u00a0\u2666 \u00a0Patti Smith reading from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.nationalbook.org\/nba2010_nf_smith.html#.UFY6hI4WzRo\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;Just Kids&#8217;<\/a> \u2193\u00a0performing &#8216;Because The Night&#8217;<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">One late afternoon, Robert and I were walking down 8th Street. We heard <em><strong>&#8216;Because The Night&#8217;<\/strong> <\/em>blasting from one store front after another. It was my collaboration with Bruce Sprinsteen, the single from the album <em>\u00abEaster\u00bb<\/em>. Robert was our first listener after we had recorded the song. I had a reason for that: it was what he always wanted from me. In the summer of 1978, it rose to number 13 on the Top_Forty Chart. It&#8217;s the only rapport dream that I would one day have a hit record.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Robert was smiling and walking in rhythm with the song. He took out a cigarette and lit it. We had been through a lot since we had first met and Robert was unabashedly proud of my success. What he wanted for himself, he wanted for us both. He exhaled the perfect extreme at smoke and spoke in a tongue he only used with me. It&#8217;d be mused scolding, admiration, without envy. Our brother-sister language: <em>\u00abPatti<\/em>,\u00bb he drawled, \u00a0<em>\u00abyou got famous before me&#8230;\u00bb<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/VJWu0uCLVTk\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">It snowed on Christmas night. We walked to Times Square to see the white billboard proclaiming <em>\u00abWar&#8217;s Over If You Want It_Happy Xmas from John and Yoko\u00bb.<\/em> It hang above the bookstore where Robert bought most of his men&#8217;s magazines, between Child&#8217;s &amp; Benedits to all-night diners. Looking up, we were struck by the ingenuous humanity of this New York City tableau. Robert took my hand, and as the snow swirled around us, I glanced at his face. He narrowed his eyes and nodded in affirmation, impressed to see artists take on 42nd Street; for me it was the message, for Robert the medium.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">[ . . . ? ] we walked back to our 23rd street loft. We stood at the window and looked at the snow falling beyond the fluorescent oasis sign with its squiggly plum tree. <em>\u00abLook,\u00bb<\/em> he said, <em>\u00abIt&#8217;s snowing in the desert.\u00bb<\/em> I thought about the scene and Howard Hawks&#8217; movie &#8216;<em>Scarface&#8217;,<\/em> with Paul Muni and his girlfriend are looking out the window, with a neon sign that said, <em>\u00abTHE WORLD IS YOURS\u00bb<\/em>. Robert squeezed my hand. The 60s were coming to an end. Robert and I celebrated our birthdays. Robert turned 23, then <em>I<\/em> turned 23, the perfect prime number. Robert made me a tie rag with the image of the Virgin Mary. I gave him seven silver skulls on a length of leather. He wear the skulls, I wear a tie. We felt ready for the 70s. <em>\u00abIt&#8217;s our decade,\u00bb<\/em> he said.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u2666 \u00a0The first time Patti Smith performed on a stage she read the poem <strong>\u00abFire of Unknown Origin\u00bb,<\/strong> set to music by <strong>Lenny Kaye<\/strong>. Watch their performance of the poem again 41 years later at the Louisiana Literature festival \u2193\u00a0[2012]<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/Gwp_yCgiHLw\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>A fire of unknown origin took my baby away.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Fire of unknown origin took my baby away.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Swept her up and off my wavelength.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Swallowed her up like the ocean in a fire thick and gray.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Death comes sweeping thru the hallway like a ladies&#8217; dress.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Death comes riding down the hallway in it&#8217;s sunday best.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Death comes driving; death comes creeping; death comes I can&#8217;t do nothing.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Death goes, there must be something that remains.\u00a0<\/strong><br \/><strong>Death, it made me sick and crazy &#8216;cause that fire took my baby away.<\/strong><\/p>\n<h5 style=\"text-align: left;\">\u00a4 \u00a0<a href=\"http:\/\/www.mapplethorpe.org\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Robert Mapplethorpe<\/a>\u00a0\u21d0[1946-1989]<\/h5>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">\u25ca \u00a0Until he met <strong>Patti Smith<\/strong>, Robert Mapplethorpe was called Bob&#8211;she tells Paul Holdengraber, director of LIVE from the NYPL, how Mapplethorpe became <strong>Robert<\/strong>&#8230; \u2193\u00a0Backstage at LIVE from the NYPL, April 29, 2010.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=33QXPCAdoX8\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-50691 alignright\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/R_Mapplethorpe.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"354\" height=\"253\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/R_Mapplethorpe.jpg 660w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/R_Mapplethorpe-300x215.jpg 300w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/R_Mapplethorpe-150x107.jpg 150w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/R_Mapplethorpe-400x286.jpg 400w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 354px) 100vw, 354px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Ladies &amp; gentlemen, Patti Smith!<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">I woke early and as I descended the stairs I knew that he was dead; all was still safe the sound of the television that had been left on in the night. And Arts Channel was on and opera was played. I was drawn to the screen as the task which declared with power and sorrow her passion with the painter of \u00a0[&#8230;?]. Such beautiful words, specially by Maria Callas,<em> I have lived for love for art.<\/em> I have never hurt a single soul so why mst I suffer? Providence had&#8230; er&#8230; had, er, decided [&#8230;?] what I would be listening to at that moment, and it was that aria: <em>\u00abI have lived for love for art.\u00a0\u00bb\u00a0\u00a0<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">The reason I called the book &#8216;Just Kids&#8217; was because we <em>were<\/em>.<\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: justify;\">Interviewer: <em>It is a book obviously about&#8230; about him and your relationship with him, but it&#8217;s also a lyrical poem in some way to a bygone New York&#8230;<\/em><\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">When I came to New York City, you could walk everywhere; it seemed too safe. The Empire State Building, which is&#8230; was to me like&#8230; you know, was like God&#8217;s hypodermic needle, you know, it&#8217;s just like&#8230; so beautiful \u00a0I just&#8230; I just felt possibilities.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">I was living in the bathroom of the bookstore . . .<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">So, anyway, there is this guy lurking around. He wanted to take me out for dinner, but I was so hungry I decided to accept his invitation. So we went to Tompkins Square Park and, er, I was getting really petrified that I thought, &#8216;cause I know where to go &#8211; I didn&#8217;t live anywhere, you know, I was so scared. And then he said, <em>\u00abYou know, I live right up there.\u00bb<\/em> I was like terrified, and I&#8217;m thinking, <em>&#8216;How do I get out of the situation?&#8217;<\/em> and just as I was sitting there trying to figure it out, as if the angels had opened a portal, here I look and here is this boy, who I already met once or twice but didn&#8217;t even know his name, coming up toward me. And I ran up to him and I said, <em>\u00abUh, do you remember me?\u00bb<\/em> He said,<em> \u00abYeah.\u00bb<\/em>, I said, <em>\u00abWould you pretend you&#8217;re my boyfriend?\u00bb<\/em> And he said, <em>\u00abSure.\u00bb<\/em> So I bring him over the Science Fiction writer and I said, <em>\u00abUh, this is my boyfriend. He&#8217;s really mad&#8230; He&#8217;s really mad, er, because you know I went to dinner with you and he wants me to go home now.\u00bb<\/em> And the guy is looking at me, and I said&#8230; er, to the boy, <em>\u00abRun!\u00bb<\/em> So he grabbed my hand and we ran, we ran right across the \u00a0Tompkins Square Park and the \u00a0we found a stoop and we sat on the stoop and I said, <em>\u00abThank you, you saved my life.<\/em>\u00bb Then I said&#8230; <em>\u00abMy name is Patti.\u00bb \u00abOh, my name&#8217;s Bob.\u00bb<\/em> And I looked at him&#8230; I said, <em>\u00abYou don&#8217;t seem like a Bob to me. Is it OK if I call you Robert?\u00bb<\/em><\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: right;\">And forever after he was <strong>Robert<\/strong> . . .<\/address>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u21d2\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=Gv0kKbfwPpI\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Robert Mapplethorpe &amp; Patti Smith<\/a>\u00a0\u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/-SXvyapw8O4\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>\u2022 \u00a0&#8216;Chelsea Girls&#8217; \u00a0\u2191 \u00a0(Nico)<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\">Here&#8217;s Room five four six &#8211;\u00a0it&#8217;s enough to make you sick<br \/>Bridget&#8217;s all wrapped up in foil &#8211;\u00a0you wonder if\u00a0she can uncoil<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230; Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Here&#8217;s Room One fifteen,\u00a0filled with SM queens<br \/>Magic marker row &#8211;\u00a0you wonder just\u00a0how high they go<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Here&#8217;s Pope dear Ondine &#8211;\u00a0Rona&#8217;s treated him so mean<br \/>She wants another scene &#8211;\u00a0she wants to be\u00a0a human being<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Pepper she&#8217;s having fun &#8211;\u00a0she thinks she&#8217;s some men&#8217;s son<br \/>Her perfect loves don&#8217;t last &#8211;\u00a0her future died\u00a0in someone&#8217;s past<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Dear Ingrid&#8217;s found her lick &#8211;\u00a0she&#8217;s turned another trick<br \/>Her treats and times revolves &#8211;\u00a0she&#8217;s got problems\u00a0to be solved<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Poor Mary, she&#8217;s uptight &#8211;\u00a0she can&#8217;t turn out her light<br \/>She rolled Susan in a ball\u00a0and now she can&#8217;t\u00a0see her at all<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Drop out, she&#8217;s in a fix &#8211;\u00a0amphetamine has made her sick<br \/>White powder in the air &#8211;\u00a0she&#8217;s got no bones\u00a0and can&#8217;t be scared<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><br \/>Here comes Johnny Bore &#8211;\u00a0he collapsed on the floor<br \/>They shut him up with milk\u00a0and when he died,\u00a0sold him for silk<br \/><strong>Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0see them run now &#8230;\u00a0Here they come now &#8211;\u00a0Chelsea Girls<\/strong><\/p>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u2022\u2192\u00a0\u00a0 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=AfPKWpVXjYQ\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Patti Smith&#8217;s letter to Robert M\u00a0<\/a> \u21d0<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: right;\">Shortly before Robert Mapplethorpe passed away, I wrote him a letter and&#8230; hum, but it&#8217;s&#8230; He died before he could read it so I shall read it to you &#8230;<\/p>\n<address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Dear Robert,<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.tumblr.com\/tagged\/robert-mapplethorpe\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-41307\" src=\"http:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/kid.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"227\" height=\"305\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/kid.jpg 227w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/kid-223x300.jpg 223w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/04\/kid-111x150.jpg 111w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 227px) 100vw, 227px\" \/><\/a><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Often as I lie awake I wonder if you are also lying awake. Are you in pain or feeling alone? You drew me from the darkest period of my young life, sharing with me the sacred mystery of what it is to be an artist. I learned to see through you and never compose a line or draw a curve that does not come from the knowledge I derived in our precious time together. Your work, coming from a fluid source, can be traced to the naked song of your youth. You spoke then of holding hands with God. Remember, through everything, you have always held that hand, grip it hard, Robert, and don&#8217;t let it go.<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>The other afternoon, when you fell asleep on my shoulder, I drifted off, too. But before I did, it occurred to me looking around at all of your things and your work and going through years of your work in my mind, that of all your work, you are still your most beautiful. The most beautiful work of all.<\/strong><\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\">\u00a0<\/address><address style=\"text-align: justify;\"><strong>Patti<\/strong><\/address>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: center;\">\u25ca \u00a0From the movie <a href=\"http:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/music\/video\/2014\/apr\/03\/patti-smith-noah-video-interview\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">\u00abNOAH\u00bb <\/a>\u2193\u00a0\u00abMercy Is\u00bb by P S &amp; The Kronos Quartet<\/h6>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/ni1jg7BLkiU\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<h6 class=\"yt\" style=\"color: #222222; text-align: center;\"><span class=\"watch-title \" dir=\"ltr\" title=\"Amerigo - Patti Smith 2012 (Lyrics)\">\u2022\u2192\u00a0&#8216;<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=tmtDzKnRYf4\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">Amerigo<\/a>&#8216;\u00a0\u21d0[<\/span>\u00abBanga\u00bb \u2193 2012]\u21d2<a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=zz-fvxX7tu4\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">&#8216;This is the Girl&#8217;<\/a>\u2190\u2022<\/h6>\n<p id=\"watch-headline-title\" class=\"yt\" style=\"color: #222222; text-align: center;\"><span id=\"eow-title\" class=\"watch-title \" dir=\"ltr\" title=\"Seneca - Patti Smith 2012 (Lyrics)\"><strong>\u2207\u00a0 &#8216;Seneca&#8217; \u00a0\u21d3<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/OLsWlSnSVuI\" width=\"480\" height=\"360\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=TseiQePbDpo\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-48302 noopener noreferrer\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-full wp-image-48302 alignnone\" src=\"http:\/\/www.eoisabi.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/M_Train.jpg\" alt=\"m_train\" width=\"192\" height=\"295\" srcset=\"https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/M_Train.jpg 192w, https:\/\/englishroam.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/09\/M_Train-98x150.jpg 98w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 192px) 100vw, 192px\" \/><\/a>\u00a0. . . \u00a0excerpt \u00a0<strong>\u21d2<a href=\"http:\/\/www.penguinrandomhouse.com\/books\/249083\/m-train-by-patti-smith\/#\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[01]\u00a0<\/a>\u21d4 <a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/music\/2015\/sep\/27\/patti-smith-m-train-extract-its-not-so-easy-writing-about-nothing\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[02]<\/a>\u00a0\u21d4 <a href=\"http:\/\/www.vogue.com\/13355625\/patti-smith-memoir-m-train-excerpt\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\">[03]<\/a>\u00a0\u21d0<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\">Award-winning musician, songwriter, and poet DiFranco \u21d1 chronicles her rise to fame with engaging candor. Fending for herself by age 15, she survived each unusual day with ingenuity and perseverance while pursuing her education and musical passion. 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