Video (3min 42sec) of Everyone Deserves Music by Michael Franti and Spearhead. Michael Franti is an American poet, musician, and composer of African, American Indian, Italian, and German descent. Franti is the creator and driving force behind Michael Franti & Spearhead, a band that blends hip hop with a variety of other styles including funk, reggae, jazz, folk, and rock. He is also an outspoken supporter for a wide spectrum of peace and social justice issues. Michael Franti and Spearhead are appearing this weekend at Taos Solar Music Fest at Kit Carson Park near downtown Taos.
In 1999, Franti began a deeper exploration of his music and politics. He returned the following year as an organizer and cultural worker tied to several intensifying political movements of the time, voicing his observations through his music. Michael Franti & Spearhead released Stay Human in 2000 on indie music label, Boo Boo Wax and Six Degrees. The album's central theme was the unjust nature of the death penalty and other major themes included media monopolization, the prison-industrial complex and corporate globalization.
Everyone Deserves Music was released in 2003. Franti composed many of the songs from his guitar and, like fellow 21st century cultural globalists Manu Chao and Ozomatli, continues to synthesize his eclectic influences. In a departure from the industrial sounds of the Beatnigs and Disposable Heroes, and the minimalism of early Spearhead, Franti's affirming lyrics are now set to appropriately swelling rock chords, while keeping a world-wise groove nodding towards reggae, dancehall, bossa nova, Afrobeat, and funk.
Lyrics
| Everyone Deserves Music by Michael Franti Everyone deserves music, sweet music Everyone deserves music, sweet music Seven in the morn' step on the floor Walk into the kitchen and you open the door There ain't much left in the bottle of juice Because the seeds that you planted never reproduced Computer still runnin' But your mind has crashed Because the plans that you made never came to pass Now you reconizin' the times is hard When you tryin' to take a bite out of your ATM card (chorus) Everyone deserves music, sweet music Everyone deserves music, sweet music Even our worst enemies Lord, they deserves music, music Even the quiet ones in our family, they deserve music Ginny's home life wouldn't stabilize At the age of 15 learned to drink and drive No one ever could seem to empathize Makin' babies in the back seat on traquilizers Papa never was much a rolling stone see He just like to sit and drink alone Mama always tried to do the best she could She would work all day and then come home to cook but, We all vain, we all strange We all drained, we all love to just complain. But nobody wants to seem to get along, ya see We got shame, we got pain We got blame, we all a little bit insane So that's why I sing this song ya know because (chorus) So I pray for them and I'll play for them So I pray for them and I'll play for them We all vain, we all strange We all drained, we all love to just complain. But nobody wants to seem to get along, ya see We got shame, we got pain We got blame, we all a little bit insane So that's why I sing this song ya know because (chorus) |
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