As a child, I used to listen to Ms. West, live, in person, sing - TopicsExpress



          

As a child, I used to listen to Ms. West, live, in person, sing this song at Beat polymath (e.g., musician, scholar, writer) Bud Footes place (which was, in fact, the old (pre-burnt to the ground, and rebuilt (3x yet), Margaret Mitchell Dump -- where Mitchells silly-ass, racist bodice-ripper was written) at Tenth and Peachtree, in Atlanta, Ga., back when the crumbling building was a Beat Generation crash pad. Hedy West was the real thing, daughter of a North Georgia labor activist; she was an authentic hillbilly socialist. Withal: When she sings of the plight of cotton mill girls, Hedy West knows, from her brains to her bones, the sorrows, struggles, and yearnings of laboring class people. youtube/watch?v=Ff57NnjovSM
Posted on: Sat, 29 Nov 2014 22:19:42 +0000

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