BROTHER THAT AIN'T GOOD

-3-ballad of GARY By STEVE SUFFE'l'RADERil@ 1968 SteveSuffe r' J; Ii J- J 1 I iJJ j IJ J J J,J; J IJ 1 1 J 1J Q J 1'3 J J J ItJ J wi Pi? j j jJ ) J 11 J jmig I 1] 41, 'TisThe fifteenth dayof a brave young sol-dier who journeyed to New Yorkof1A-pril and went to Central Park. The Generals at the Pentagon 1,\t- -- -r .".alU J 31 J J 11 -1.-.r-with his green ber-et on, He burned up hls draft card.'27'-""'g JJj j-Jtook itI-;-hard Wilenf,IIJJJ dId -Now the F.B.Ijjljis worried & the" Jll],;;1 . II I,1der yell- ing"Hell no,.we won'tgo!". dary Rader burning his draft cardHe went back to Chicago but his stay was very short,The FBI arrested him and brought him into court.But standing there before the judge, as i f by the graceof God,Were six other young men burning up there own draft cards (repeat chorus)There I s a group around this country called Resistanceand you see,It1s made up of young men just like you and me,And although we all are different, there's one thing thatI know:No one from Resistance is ever gonna go.(final Chorus)No the FBI is worried and the generals all are scaredThey cannot stop ten thousand men they know,And we're not gonna let them take our brothers for theirviars,We'll fight for everybody yelling tlHell No, We Won't Go."----0----photo: Malcolm FroumanCentral Pftrk, April 15(From Win I.mgazine)Gary Rader, then a member of the U.S. Army Special Forces Reserve,burned his draft card in uniform at the Central Park peace rallyApr. 15, 1967. Three days later he was arrested for draft cardburning and illegally wearing his uniform. I also burned my draftcard at the same time, but I haven't been prosecuted yet!- Steve Suf'fet---------------------:BRC ])SI.DE. "

-4-Blood on the Grapes1on the grapes, so we're not buying grapes this year. They're pretty & mreet but they'reE' GI E' 1('" r l"Drr rei r r;1. ;ptS, I d,"'---'not fit to eat ause there's blood on the grapes this year, Blood on thef grapes. fIi''',} -- II I"Do youThe . ,, know how the grape pickers live?-- Do you know of their hotWhen they turn to thegrow-ers are lordsFrThey rule0-vel'grape coun-ty law.r I Err I t F r I'fTC (dJun- ion,thestate, there's noJ JlrI'jon the land. -thugs run them down on the roads.jus- tice for workers at all.J :!long grinding days in the BUn.And when they or-gan- ize, they aregrow-ers are bru-tal with fear,And where Iam concerned, IamI .J .! 1:!J1 .--. {,.met with the club and the gun. hav-ing no grapes- this year. - - Copyright 1968 Schroder Busic Co. (ASCAP)No restriction on non-commercial useNEW YORK TIMES,AUGUST 31,1968By J. ANTHONY LUKASSpecial to The New Yo.l'1k Tt!mesCHICAGO, Aug, 30 - Justafter 10 o'clock fast night, National Guardsmen fired a newbarrage of light irritant gasinto demonstrators massed inGrand Park across from theConrad Hilton, Hotel.For a moment the crowd retreated across the scarredgrass. But almost immediatelythey began moving back aroundNewsa young guitaristAnalysis with a droopymustache and anubby 'blue sweater who sat on a stone benchunder a tree. And with thewhite gas still swirling in theair under th bright televisionlights, the youth joined theguitarist in an almost exultantchorus:This land is your land, this landis mv land,From California to the New YorkhighlandsFrom the redwood forests to theGulf Stream watersThis land was made for you andme.NEW YORK POST,AUGUST 400 Demonstrators DumpGrapes in Boston HarborBOSTON, Aug. 17 (AP)Some 400 persons - includingpoliticians, priests, and nunsthrew grapes. into Boston Harbor at the site of the BostonTea Party today in protesL30,1968n you could choose a time to jive, askedEmerson, would you not choose a time of revolution-"when the old and the new stand side byside and admit of being compared?"Compared, yes. Bludgeoned and kicked andgassed, no. The young people in Chicago who fellbefore that phalanx of armed t:mgs may havebeen wrong-headed and foolish. Being young, theyare the inheritors of this earth. How terriblet'hat they are finding so much of it bloody. Andit's their own blood.B fore the trees in Grant Park are bare,mournful ballads will be sung by long-hairedlads in sandals and instant memoirs will bepressed between 50-cent paper covers, telling theworld how Mayor Daley's legions kept law andorder in the name of Lyndon Jolmson and themachine.It is reliably stated-and I, for one believe it-that a phone call from the President to MayorDaley early in the week, a simple, direct, "Calloff your dogs, Dick!" could have averted thepiteo,us ba't,tles tu'1at SEnt hundf.'eds oJ youngstersto hospitals.If any convention voluntarily c1lOoses to meetin Chicago after this week it can only be an' assemblyMafia hoods, Alabama state troopersor George Wallace's Independent Party."Chicago is fallen, is: fallen, that great city,"said the awful roar from the beleagueroo demon·strators in Gra'nt Park last night.orthe fields of ourI r r FId,IJ hDo you know of the starv - a - tion p;y-' ForThe strik-ers are stand- ing their ground,Ther rrQJ}fiJ iii) J J IfF r fr r r(rt iii; 1rot v' t - [I-IInagainst California grape grow- .z.ers' alleged refusal to grant ,union recognition to striking grape pickers,.G.Some of the marchers carried0signs reading: "Don't Buy Cali'e.fornia Grapes," and "Squeeze 'Grapes, Not Workers.",.;: ,Cesar Chavez, national chair- \ man of the United Farmwork- ers Organizing Committee, saidv'the demonstration was part of ,what was going to be the "big best boycott in the history ofthe. labor movement." .Among the marchers wereCity Councilman Gerry O'Leary-g,and Thomas Boylston Adams of""Lincoln, a candidate for Congress.'.0DOW NI NB I A F R ABy MIKE O'HANLONTune: "Mrs. Clara Sullivan'sLetter. "(See B' Side # 25).I readin the papers every dayOf bloated bellies and skin turned greyOn starving children whose side is wrongWithout protein they won't starve longThe UN quibbles and leaders lieWhile mothers starve and children dieDown in Biafra.Biafra says send food by airNigeria says that it's unfairSend food by land, we'll let it throughBut I don't see how they're going toNow I'll let you settle whose wrong or rightBut a thousand more will die tonightDown in Biafra.In every war the self same wayMen get the glory while children payWives get medals to help them cryThere are no medals when children dieAnd they're dying now on every handWhile no one seems to give a damnDown in Biafra.

-5'12.'1IL"l1'\o.\/ IAAU- I\:GjU\;;.P.I)\AlLlIJl -.e''''"O'fl 1"aV\u;AI.I.)r IBAU.AD OF THEReprinted from "20 BALLADEN ZUM'VO NACHDENKEN"-- Von Reiner Rowaldv7"rI?t:lC rA.'I"I'A. undRO'rrJ!2{PAPERo hadthe paper only remained in the forestIt would have turned green on the trees,blossomed and borne fruitStage, lovers and woodpeckers would havenibbled there.But here the paper stinks, turns brOMnand old.Paper for a 'national pressPaper for proolamations, vegetables &. fishPaper for "Welt", "Bild", "Revue",' "Quick","Hor zu", &. others.Even when new and hot off the press,it stinks.Practically the only paper you can buy isrottenPaper filled with lies- ean, vile &. dirty.tothe downtown section ofINWestBerlin, about 50 yardsfrom the wall that divides itfrom East Berlin, stands ar-i gleaming 19-story glass and, metal building.Outside, guards are posted!;/ at every door. High-intensityJ. speakers have been installedto deafen attackers. Inside,a reserve armyma·Manjar maps secqrityprecautions. Thein the 20-milliOll buildNewsing is the head·quarters. of thevast publishing empire of AxelCaesar Springer, West· Germany's most powerful newspaper publisher. Policemenwith submachine guns patrolled around it. And barbedwire fencing had been put upto isolate the area.Thousands of leftist students have been laying siege. to the building since the attempted slaying of theirleader, Rudi Dutschke, onThursday. The students contend that the shooting was.inspired by attacks on Mr.Dutschke and other leftiststudents in the papers ownedby Mr. Springer.-.J:)0'-!t!2.c.;srein the forest.doch hier, de stinkt es sehr, wird braun und alt.das papier fUr ein. "national. zeitung",pepler fur befehle, gemUse oder fisch,papier furWwelt", "bild", "revue". "quick", "hor zu· und anderedas stinkt. aueh wenn es neu ist. der druck nooh frisch.fast nur faulendes papiergibt, as jetzt noch zu kauten hier.papier voller lUge, gemeinhei ten undund die wahrheit. dielIaftBut be of good cheer, dear readersThis song will soon have but one verse to golThe paper in the forest will then belong tojust one man:He'll be your shadow, night &. day, rain orshine.And paper will rot under a single opinionA dozen brown sheets of lies, hatredSCMU tz,&.bigotry.Just remember, When paper decays,the writing turns to poison.(Translation by Helma Hamel, Hilde &. ArthurKevass).keufen .ollte, diebleibt im waldo40ch freut euoh, leser aller dieser schriften Iin kUrze hat dies.s lied eine strophe nur.das papier aus den wildern gehort dann ein manne,dar ist bei .uch zu gas"t, tag und nacht, .bei sonne und wind.THE NEW YORK TIMESdann verfault das papier unter einer meinunStdie dutzend braunen blitter voller lUge. haa und farbesind die einzigen. die man dann kaufen kann."All the NewsThat's Fit to Print"doch vergeat nichts wenn papier fault, fault auoh die sahrift, die schrit't wird gift.(See B'side /187 for Reiner Rowald's conments: "A Guide To Protest")6.CHAU1.And the truth you wanted to buy has remainedach, wire das papier in den waldern doch gabli.ben.dort grUnt. es, blUhte es, wurfe auch frucht.dart knabberten hirsch., liebespaere, spechte.f-JERwa-re ein Garten mitwa.,.re ein Garten mitIl1e1"odledm .-r A7, fal-le-ner Sohn.Lied von der friedlichen Welt -Text &. Music: H.KONIG - l968 H.KonigTaubein und Wein wiir-debluhen- dam Molm. Dar un-ter. -::F-Schauo·her,10Mgm1;;01schau her - - - - Melcd,!-.SoI0#-.I", Alelm.--c:::;r-am(':II'-'"war die Welt.war die Welt.,Engli sh translation by KURTsong of theLOOK HERE Pe eschau h:r so wiir die Welt wenn Frie-d f schau {Per\ior1 dSchau Freiden ,.w.r.Look here, look here, so would be the world if Peace were here2.SiewareeinBergindie Wolken hineinYou would be a garden with grapes and wine.But it would nevertheless not be a land of superfluity (loafers)und trotzdam night ilmner voll SonnenscheinEs bliebe den Mensohen noch vieles zu tunYou would be a garden with blooming poppiesAnd underneath them lie; no .fallen soldiers (t.he German is"sod'Das Gluck wuchse dann aus den Kinderschubn.You would be a mountain that reaches into the skies (clouds)3.Wir trugen starr Waffen nur Kruge aus TonBut neTertheless not always full of sunshineund unsere \felt wurde wohnlich davonWe wish. good luck from. the time of your childhoodWirgossen die Garten statt Kugeln aus BleiWe will carry instead of weapons, bowls of clay and our worldund sangen auch Lieder von heute dabei.'would be habitableWe water the garden instead of with bullete and leadAnd we would sing songs from today on.lJ

G1r-affas makeexce lleil,tpetsBe-cause they never for-!fir r , J J J IT r r IJ J. If r::Dnever re-member, whichI must ad-mit,1 ( r \dtall and asquietas they canjwant a most'M JJ\ flike toIp-rIJ \ J J J I f fjr r\J 1JJ jfeeling as\why theyG-))eat on- 1yleavesschool, IJ J JI f,low as canHy giraffe he likes apple pieHe always gets some as he goes byAs he goes oy windows forty feet highMy pat giraffe is as tall as the sky.A,MyWeHeHeEdward Lipton]11 rights reserved.J JIoff of a tree, If youfl!l'J J I JJIlike toJI Jbe" Heget.TheY're:D'"»diver rlifts up myoff\ JJ :Jhim at therIJIJpool, When-1 JIj J Jspirits andJIIIget .what you shouldrf r l Jalso lifts:DIjD.G.IIme.giraffe is a good pal to meare as friendly as friendly can behas a neck that is eighty feet tallputs ma on his team when we play basketball.(Chorus)(Chorus) 1967G-J ) JJ, JJI Jnever for-JI'r r rid. \ r r rf JA great big gir- affe 1spet,ride my gir- affe toJJ J \ever I'mexcellent»They;) I Fr r I rreally isbe, TheyG-",»,JgetsMy giraffe he sleeps in my bedThere's room for his feet but not for his headWhenever he wants to come in through the doorHe haD to bend till his head touches the floor.(Chorus):BROf)l)SI]) #9'1

Part OneREPORT on the NEHPORT FOLK FESTIVALBy Dick ReussI went over to the closing Newnort Festival evening to catch the tribute to vvoodyGuthrie. A good many young people seemed to feel that \Joody and the si g8rs on stageweren't too relevant to their lives, for a fair percentage of the audience left aroundhalftime or just after the second half (the tribute part) started. Those who stayedsaw a pretty good concert, a little more genuine and a little less highpowered thanthe similar concert last Januar.f at Carnegie Hall. Some of the SaMe people were there:Pete Seeger, Arlo Guthrie, Jack Elliott; missing were most of the others from Carnegiets concert who had little or no connection with \/oody in real life. On stage thistime with the above were Alan Lomax, Bess, Peter and Butch Hawes, Oscar BrCl.:'1d, BerniceReagon, Rev. Frederick Douglass Kirkpatrick, Logan English and Lee Hayse Their performances once again were keyed to Millard Lampellts script California to the New YorkIsland, with a few modifications.- -- - Lee Hays and Alan Lomax read vfoodyl s prose, most of it quite familiar by now. Neither was as polished or professional as viill Gear or Robert Ryan, January's narrators,but they did competently all the same. Bernice Reagan also did an effective renditionof v oodyl s sister Clara's death scene from ;:;:B v u::.:n dGlor;r. One of the finest momentsof the performance came near the beginning when a tape was played of the late CiscoHouston talking to Lee Hays about Hoody during his merchant marine days. Cisco told about Woody building a wind machine which captured the curiosity of the whole ship.Pretty soon everyone was coming by to add this or that to the contraption (althoughnothing was said about it ever working). Sadly for all concerned, one night the windblew the whole works away.Most of the lead singing, fortunately, was left to Jack Elliott and Arlo Guthrie,the two best interpreters of Woody around today (Arlo when he forsakes his own songslong enough to sing his father's). This resulted in several fine duets, solos, andgroup songs featuring these artists: "Talking Dustbowl Blues" (Arlo), "Riding In ByCar" (Arlo & Jack), tlDo Re Mi" (Jack & Logan English), and "Hard Traveling" (Jack, Logan and the entire group.) Pete's performance was mixed; he sang ttpastures of Plenty"very effectively in a modal key; he also ruined a quiet sentimental love song "C}XrlyHeaded Baby," done with Bess Hawes, by wham.'!ling on the banjo like the song was astomping shouting spiritual.m.The Almanac Singers didn't do much. Pete sang a few songs, Bess Hawes chimed innow and then, and Pete Hawes did one verse. That was it. I was hoping there'd be someAlmanac group numbers but perhaps it was just as well. Twenty-five years is a longtime without a lot of rehearsal and the fountain of youth to recapture once-goldenvoices. I missed Sis; lIn sorry she had to cancel out because of a family emergencyAnd where was Arthur Stern? He should have been there. But it was good to see LeeHays again. Lee hasn't sung publicly in quite a while that I know of, but he soundedfine to me, especially when Pete jammed that microphone in front of him during "Amazing Grace" to get that solid ba.ss harmony a.cross. \Jhen the group onstage missed theircue and came in too soon after Lee's part in uSo Long,1i he just kept out singing themall until he bulled them down.Most pleasing in comparison to the January tribute to {oody was that the endir""1gwas not overly maudlin, gushy, and sticky sentimental. Everyone including the audiencesang "This Landll very well, and.9!!ll after one final repetition of the chorus. Nobodymilled around stCl.ge aimlessly, looking for hands to shake, sobbing, trying to get inon an orgy of eMotion. Nobody delivered any homilies about using Hoody' s songs tospread the gospel and kill fascists - the extrenes of the Guthrie cult were missing.Hoody I s songs & prose, and the generally effective presentations of the performers,were sufficient to make whatever points needed to be made. Hhen the crowd yelled formorE:.-, 'Arlo came back alone and led the audience through his Hotorpickle song. (He decliried to yield to the chant of 9/10ths of the audience, "He want 'Alice. lit "I don'tthink she I d groove to having all of you, tI he said.) Hhen the crowd still wanted !'!lorethe cast came back on stage and, led by Jean Ritchie whose set had been curtailedearlier by rain, sang "Amazing Gr3.ce. 1t Finis and nicely handled. (Cont'd next issue)

NOTESDutton has just published a new hardcover edition of '''oody Guthrie's BOUl'JDFOR GLORY ( 6.95). Following in vfoodytsfootsteps, the modern crop of folksingers is busy turning out books of memoirs.Joan Baez has issued DAYBREAK (Dial Press 3.95), and a half dozen others, including Judy Collins and Jim l1orrison, arewriting theirs. Joan is pretty rough onthe kid she used to take with her on concerts when he was starting his thing; shenow calls Bob Dylan "The Dada King ll . "Heput us all onll, "a bizarre liar", "a hugetransparent bubble of ego". She mighthave gone into greater detail in what shesaw through this transparency, since Joanmay be the only one with this gift ofsight into the profound complexity thatis Bob Dylan .c oNcER TELAINE i·mITE REV.F.D.KIRKPATRICKAnd The ABELARD GROUP113 t o 43Town Hall, N.Y.C. 3.00Fri.,Sept.20 8:30 PMBenefit for the Culture Programof Many Racesto sing 'I Ain t t Marchin f Anymore ,. thedemonstrators chanted 'join us' softly,as if it "vas a litany. 'Call it peace orcall it treason, call it love or call itreason, but I ain't rnarchin l anymore,'Ochs sang. It was a prayer that a singlesoldier might be inspired to make adecision of peace, to lay down his rifle The hope was a chimera. Not a singlesoldier crossed over."Incidentally, it was very interestingthat Rev. Fred Kirkpatrick, not -- yeta student of Dylan, instinctively acceptsFAREWELL ANGELINA as a song about theblack people. "Bandits" -- whit

and i've got the right to cry you've got the right to kill me and live got the right to die you say i,must respect your rights i don't see how i could if rights for you mean wrongs for me well brother that ain't good (cho) you tell re you're my brother, as 1.1ve join hands and sing