The Prophets Of Genesis

I’ve been a fan of the band Genesis since about the mid-eighties (which makes me a latecomer — they first started in the late 60’s). It pretty much matches when I started getting interested in politics.

And that’s turning into quite the odd coincidence, as I’ve started to notice that some of their songs are a bit more political than they probably intended. In fact, it seems that they actually wrote “theme songs” for the last two Democratic presidential nominees.

Back when John Kerry was getting ready to crash and burn, I was listening to “The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway” and noticed that “The Grand Parade Of Lifeless Packaging” was eerily reminiscent of the lantern-jawed Bay Stater.

Then, the other day, I was listening once again to “Duke” (in my opinion, one of their best albums — as long as you ditch the incredibly whiny “Misunderstanding” and “Please Don’t Ask”) when the second track came on. And as I listened to the sad tale of the rise and fall of a female pop star, I couldn’t help but see the parallels between the unnamed singer and our current president:

Genesis

Duchess

“Duke,” Track 2

Times were good,
She never thought about the future, she just did what she would
Oh but she really cared
About her music, it all seemed so important then,

And she dreamed that every time that she performed
Everyone would cry for more,
That all she had to do was step into the light,
And everyone would start to roar.

And on the road,
Where all but a few fall by the wayside on the grassier verge,
She battled through
Against the others in her world, and the sleep, and the odds.

But now every time that she performed
Oh everybody cried for more,
Soon all she had to do was step into the light,
For everyone to start to roar.
And all the people cried, you’re the one we’ve waited for.

Oh but time went by
It wasn’t so easy now, all uphill, and not feeling so strong.
Yes times were hard,
Too much thinking ’bout the future and what people might want.

And then there was the time that she performed
When nobody called for more
And soon every time she stepped into the light,
They really let her know the score.
But she dreamed of the times when she sang all her songs
And everybody cried for more,
When all she had to do was step into the light
For everyone to start to roar.
And all the people cried, you’re the one we’ve waited for.

Once again, the true intolerant are exposed
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