Amazing to me that I have made a video for Bob Marley himself, one of the great mentors of my life, my son is called Marley, not just after Bob, but after his music, his diplomacy and his wisdom.
I worked with Neville Garrick (Bobs close friend and art director during the 1970’s and 1980’s) and Nikki Porter (editor at Final Cut in London) to source the Marley archive, along with much newsreel footage, to make this statement for Bobs last ever recorded song ‘Slogans’.
Neville was an inspiration to work with, he saw the video through what he knew to be Bobs eyes and really wanted to make a stand about GW Bush and his policies of the time, especially the shambles of New Orleans.
May Day, m’aidez! – Goldman Sachs are cutting us to shreds! Spread the word on twitter and download the track free
Against the backdrop of austerity, HMRC let the wealthy Wall Street banking firm Goldman Sachs off a £10m interest bill. But we won’t let them win!
On Thursday May 2nd UK Uncut Legal Action will be going head-to-head in the High Court with HMRC over their sweetheart deal with Goldman Sachs. On May Day people around the world will swarm the offices of #GOLDMAN and demand that when the government is making huge, unjust cuts to public spending, the rich must pay their fair share.
Thanks to Ruckspin and Got Mics for music production and Queue Politely for the extra footage
We watch movies of murder and we censor the breast
Give thanks for the murders of Chris Columbus
We kill our own and we vote for the men
The lesser of evils and us starring the role of victim
I wonder how we change if we can in this land
I wonder how many mountains we’d move if we bent together
Us priveleged Americans
We pass our revisions onto the next generation
We kneel to the Gods of corporation
We eat when we’re full and we hoard all the rest
With our hands on remotes we say “Yes, We’re the best”
I wonder what we change in this land, cause we can
Even with western centricity this rampant
Us ugly Americans
Tired are not my hands
But see strangers and enemies as part of me, is real.
For me this awakening Canadian
We teach our offspring for themselves, every man
We shrug shoulders and create yet another -ism
We dissuade our young from using their imagination
We avert our eyes from this our very own manifestation
I wonder what will change in this land, cause we can
I wonder how many mouths we’d fill if we band together
Us awakening Americans