MUSICAL MONDAY: You’re the Voice…

Colour me naive and call me “Pollyanna” but I still don’t understand why people don’t  stand together to bring about change for the betterment of all.  Way back “before Adam was a boy” John Farnham described my feelings, sentiments and view perfectly with  “The Voice” and I’ll never stop speaking my truth, and describing my views, despite all attempts to silence. Suspect it’s in my DNA – come in Susan   😆

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We have The chance to turn the pages over
We can write what we want to write
We gotta make ends meet, before we get much older

We’re all someone’s daughter
We’re all someone’s son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?

Chorus:
You’re the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We’re not gonna sit in silence
We’re not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!

This time
We know we all stand together
With the power to be powerful
Believing, we can make it better

Oooooooh,
We’re all someone’s daughter
We’re all someone’s son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?…

You’re the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We’re not gonna sit in silence
We’re not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!

Ooooooh
We’re all someone’s daughter
We’re all someone’s son
How long can we look at each other
Down the barrel of a gun?…

You’re the voice, try and understand it
Make a noise and make it clear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!
We’re not gonna sit in silence
We’re not gonna live with fear
Oh-o-o-o, whoa-o-o-o!

Freedom of Speech. Voltaire

Copyright © 2013. Catherine Ann Crout-Habel

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15 thoughts on “MUSICAL MONDAY: You’re the Voice…

    • Oh Angela… can’t begin to say how very much I appreciate your love, support and encouragement and especially your non-judgmental view.
      I really was born this way and it has got me into heaps of trouble 🙄 eg I have a mental picture of my tiny foot, clad in a black patent leather shoe with a strap over the instep and a patent leather button stamping down and me crying, and screaming, “…but it isn’t fair!!!”.
      Also memories of my beautiful mum wringing her hands and lamenting… “You’re just too much like your Grandmother, Catherine.” Then, when I’d get too “lippy” she’d shake her finger and warn, “Your mouth will get you into trouble one day, my girl!” Phew… never was a truer word spoken but it does seem that this is what I was born to do. All attempts to walk away, turn a blind eye and/ or keep my gob shut have turned out to be futile despite the myriad of enemies I accrue… 😉

      • How I empathize! It is often said that instead of having RIP on my tombstone for Rest in Peace,that they will engrave WHY instead! The world needs us, so don’t give up! Nollaig fe shona duit, Cáit!

      • “Buichas le Dia”… for having a friend like you Angela. Boomeranging those beautiful Christmas wishes back to you and yours… xxx

  1. I suspect there are plenty of us prepared to shout against the indifference but these days too many are afraid to get involved. People get so wrapped up in their own problems they can’t see the problems of the world and start to ignore them. We have to start holding the politicians we vote in responsible for the messes they create and stop allowing big corporations to control them. The planet needs peace and we need to start looking after one another rather than just ourselves.
    xxx Huge Hugs xxx

    • Reckon you’re absolutely right there David. This song reverberated throughout Australia in the aftermath of the “Vietnam War” and finally, after all the protests, marches, protests songs etc. we had a Government (1972) who pulled our Australian troops out, stopped “conscripting” our 18 year old young men via a “lottery and stopped jailing our “conscientious objectors”!!!
      However, we Australians have just elected a Government who is far more extreme “right wing” than anything I’ve ever witnessed and I do believe that many complacent and/ or the “me first” voters are having their eyes well and truly opened 🙄 Well, I live in eternal hope 😆
      Huge hugs boomeranging right back to you, your family and especially your grandson, the “gorgeous Reuben” who has stolen my heart away xxx

  2. Somehow in my growing up, I missed hearing John Farnham, so it’s good to listen to a song from his earlier days. Our songs were so much more political than today’s songs, weren’t they?

    • I sure do agree re: our songs being far “more political” back then. My hubby gifted me a tape titled “Songs of the Protest Era” just before we took a car trip from Adelaide all the way over to Port Lincoln, with our 3 children and a niece and nephew, and that tape was played constantly! (I do have a tendency to be somewhat obsessive 😆 )
      Can’t begin to describe the looks on the faces of my grandchildren when, a few years ago, I brought that tape along to a family get-together. To see their parents and their “grannie” dancing around shouting, yelling, punching the air and singing songs of rebellion was a whole new experience for the darling “chickadees” 🙂

    • It sure is a beauty, eh Kerryn?… I reckon that’s the best rendition yet. 🙂
      Oh yes luvvie… I’ve had over 4 months of continuing attempts to silence me from the time I agreed to set up the “Saving Graves – South Australia” facebook group and also my sister blog to this one, titled “South Australian Graves Under Threat” http://southaustraliangravesunderthreat.wordpress.com/
      Incredible on-line abuse, stalking via various genealogy facebook groups, outright lies, manipulation of information… and the list goes on. Nothing was surprising about this given the work I was doing 20 years ago to name, shame and provide info re: typical/ expected “patterns of behaviour” of those determined to silence.
      What saddened, and shocked me was that, within our small genealogy group, two decades later, no- one “had my back”. True to form people either joined in with the “arch bully” or “turned a blind eye”. Silly me thought/ hoped we’d moved beyond that. 😦
      No worries… it’s been tough but I’m bouncing back and keeping on just speaking the truth. Toodle-ooo, for now, and do give Blake, that gorgeous grandson of yours, a big hug from me next time you see him.

    • So glad you enjoyed it Sheryl. Am guessing that over there, in the USofA, you would not heard of John Farnham nor this song which was such a big hit in Oz.
      Thankyou for following my blog, and commenting, and thanks also for your blog and the translating of you Grandmother’s diary from 100 years ago. That was the year my dad was born in Yorkshire, England… so it helps me better understand the world he was born into. As you know, I’m totally entranced with, and adore, Miss Muffly who is the author of the diary and also your Grandmother.
      To me she is the teenager of 100 years ago and I find it hard to imagine her any other way but am loving the experience. 🙂

    • Me too Rose… and is absolutely what I’m all about and always have been. I live in hope that at least a few of those little 5, 6 and 7 year olds I was privileged to have in my class, all those years ago, have absorbed the message. They certainly loved belting out “You’re the Voice”, punching the air and dancing around the classroom… 😆

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