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I Am Skooter
So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
Meanwhile in the forest / In a parliament of trees, The ink will crack and dry all up, But the compass will swing anyways. And we don't need mathematics / And we don't need submarines
— Rheostatics, Northern Wish
October 11, 2004
Ashes of American Flags?

It’s a cliche to suggest that the Wilco’s Yankee Hotel Foxtrot was the best album released a couple of years ago; it made virtually every top ten list in every publication. It probably missed Def Jam’s, but—you know—we won’t go there.

There was a great song on that album called Ashes of American Flags which rolled right into Heavy Metal Drummer. The former is the best song on the album, the latter is the most fun.

I was digging through old slides and found this, which I had completely forgotten about. This flag was hanging somewhere up north of Goderich along the shores of Lake Huron, and I wonder if its owner intended to make a political statement or not. If he did, it probably wasn’t much more than Rock and Roll Stops the Traffic or something like it.

The flag is, of course, inherently political. I’m not even sure that I recognize the band on here, but I think it might be Bon Jovi. I’m not sure that it matters. Maybe it does. Maybe there’s some meaning in the particular stars that are obstructed by the photo of the band, maybe not.

I would like to salute the Ashes of American flags, with all the fallen leaves filling up shopping bags.

Posted by skooter at 1:52 PM This entry is filed under Politics.
This entry is tagged: Lyrics, Music, Wilco

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