Era of Throwaway Lyrics

Written by Austin Akalanze

Continued from page 1

It was a global phenomenon. There was cross grafting of genre across national boundaries. The world was onrepparttar move, driven byrepparttar 125484 rhythms andrepparttar 125485 beats ofrepparttar 125486 time. But what was drivingrepparttar 125487 rhythms andrepparttar 125488 beats andrepparttar 125489 people behind them? - The turmoil ofrepparttar 125490 time.

The sixties were a period of great upheavals. Freedom movements in Africa, liberation struggles in South America, civil rights marches in North America, labor movements in Europe, political emancipation struggles inrepparttar 125491 Caribbean, - all providedrepparttar 125492 impetus forrepparttar 125493 rhythm change andrepparttar 125494 performers were inrepparttar 125495 vanguard. Using their creativity and artistry andrepparttar 125496 circumstances of their time they created classics that elevatedrepparttar 125497 spirit. Whether it was about war or politics or love, there was an element of subtlety that gaverepparttar 125498 listenersrepparttar 125499 opportunity to dream. They were limited only by their imagination.

The sonorous sixties were an era redolent of a great musical renaissance. And regardless ofrepparttar 125500 culture orrepparttar 125501 geographical location ofrepparttar 125502 songs, there seemed to be a common thread running through them, --repparttar 125503 lyrics were not throwaway words. They were words that aroused your humanity and agitated your conscience. They were evergreens, destined to standrepparttar 125504 tests and rigors of time.

But that was as it should be. Good music must, regardless of culture or era, standrepparttar 125505 test of time. It should elevaterepparttar 125506 mouth that sings andrepparttar 125507 ear that hears. It should be a vehicle for positive change and above all appeal torepparttar 125508 higher self. Anchored on that premise, what shall we then say ofrepparttar 125509 nineties andrepparttar 125510 present? With due respect, withrepparttar 125511 exception of a few, not much except that it was an era that ushered in a gang of hollow and lackluster musicians. It was an era whenrepparttar 125512 clean lyrics ofrepparttar 125513 sixties were smeared with obscenity. There seemed to be a preoccupation among musicians on lewdness and vulgarity. This is self-evident in some of their lyrics and videos.

How did this happen? The answer is simple. Althoughrepparttar 125514 issues-- poverty, inequality, injustice, war, death, love, etc-- that inspired and impelledrepparttar 125515 revolutions ofrepparttar 125516 sixties are still very much alive, modern musicians tookrepparttar 125517 easy way, assaulting undiscriminating ears and eyes with baseness.

How have they done this? Through music videos. Whereasrepparttar 125518 artists ofrepparttar 125519 sixties had no medium other than sound, today’s artists haverepparttar 125520 added advantage of visual images. Hiding behind seductive graphics, they pass off trash and mediocre songs as hits. The artists ofrepparttar 125521 sixties did not have that privilege. They understood thatrepparttar 125522 distance between success and failure was as far asrepparttar 125523 distance betweenrepparttar 125524 ears andrepparttar 125525 brain and they worked hard to reduce it. Today’s artists do not have to work that hard. There is alwaysrepparttar 125526 video for a cheap bail out.

While today’s artists may win Oscars and Grammies, it is doubtful whether many of those award winners can standrepparttar 125527 tests and rigors of time. When it comes torepparttar 125528 performing arts, time isrepparttar 125529 best judge. One thing though is certain: that this truly is an era of throwaway lyrics.

Austin Akalanze is an Educator, Poet and Freelance writer and webmaster at He writes in from Dallas Texas.

Jimmy’s Execution in his words — Part 2

Written by Jimmy Kinslow as told to Ed Howes

Continued from page 1

Between January and May 2003, all my repeated requests to treat my steadily falling red blood cell levels were refused. All my pleas to be sent to an outside specialist were refused. The required medical diet was repeatedly refused, along with any type of effective medical treatments or required diagnostic testing for my continued serious intestinal infection.

On May 4, 2003,repparttar nurses refused to deliver my morning dose of Rebetol and Nurse Viscum later refused to let me go torepparttar 125483 HCU to receive my scheduled dose. She falsifiedrepparttar 125484 Medication Log by saying I refused my medications. On May 5, 2003, Nurse Viscum again "forgot" to reorder my PEG Interferon fromrepparttar 125485 previous week. My prescribed dosage of 60 mcg. was not available. Dr. Smith, overrepparttar 125486 phone, had Nurse Viscum order me to take another prisoner's vial of 80 mcg. of PEG-Interferon underrepparttar 125487 continued threat to stop my medical treatments. This overdosed me again. My treatments were working at eradicatingrepparttar 125488 virus. I gritted my teeth and tookrepparttar 125489 deliberate overdose.

On May 12, 2003, my prescribed dosage of 60 mcg. of PEG Interferon still had not been reordered byrepparttar 125490 ADDUS Healthcare staff and I was ordered to take another prisoner's vial containing 120 mcg.. While I tried to only take half, it was still too much and overdosed me forrepparttar 125491 third time.

On May 25, 2003,repparttar 125492 nurses (Heather & Sheri) again refused to deliver my morning dose of Rebetol. They refused to let me go torepparttar 125493 HCU later to get it and lied by tellingrepparttar 125494 Correctional Staff I had refused my medications. This again interfered with my medication schedule. No Medical Refusal Form exists with my signature. I filed a grievance over this too.

Superintendent Nancy Pounovich called me into her office on May 29, 2003 and asked me to drop my grievance overrepparttar 125495 refusal to deliver my meds. I refused to drop my grievance. She retaliatedrepparttar 125496 next day on May 30, 2003 by firing me from my cellhouse help job for no reason. She had me locked up in my cell 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. I was given no opportunity to protest this unjust firing, or given a misconduct report.

Between May and June 29, 2003, all needed medical treatments to reverse my rapidly falling blood levels were refused, and all of my requests to be sent to an outside specialist were refused. Then we got a new Medical Director. Dr. P. Ghosh, in response to my grievances and letters, agreed to send me to see an outside specialist, since he said that only a specialist could prescriberepparttar 125497 medications Procrit and Neuprogen. I was seen by Dr. Wiley atrepparttar 125498 U.I.C. Liver/Hematology Clinic on June 30, 2003. The ADDUS Healthcare Staff deliberately failed to send my lab work with me sorepparttar 125499 specialist could make a medical recommendation. Fortunately, she was able to getrepparttar 125500 results by telephone, after being refused several times byrepparttar 125501 Medical Records Supervisor, Karen Reed.

Treatment withrepparttar 125502 medication Procrit was too late, sincerepparttar 125503 medication takes from 4 8 weeks to stimulaterepparttar 125504 bone marrow into producing more red blood cells. My current blood levels were so dangerously low I did not have 4 8 weeks to wait forrepparttar 125505 medication to work. The only option left was for her to recommendrepparttar 125506 temporary suspension of my medications for 3 6 weeks to allow my blood levels time to rise back into safe levels. Then restart my PEG Interferon/Rebetol HCV treatments. (Continued as Part 3)

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