“My eyes have seen the beauty of a land bright and fair!” Ry Cooder never sits still, which is great for music listeners, wreaks havoc on those people that have a controlling desire to classify songwriters into one genre. This time out we are treated to a sound that has some flavors of the dustbowl era Americana and some flavors of the oppressions still current. “Well I mean to work for justice until I’m dead.” The dance beat is powerful, as are the words that can stir many emotions of the small towns being destroyed b what some call ‘globilization’ and the rest of us call corporate greed. Shoutout for Strike!
Ry Cooder