By the Zonagirante.com team @spinning zone
Fifty years ago Gil Scott-Heron he wrote his poem The revolution will not be televised. And although the personal references mentioned in those verses have passed away, and a large part of humanity does not remember them, the meaning of the phrases that make up the text remains very relevant, and can be adapted to the times we are living in around here. Half a century later, racism, oppression, classism, hatred, repression, hunger, and institutional violence remain rampant in many of our territories. The protests, contrary to what the most stubborn among them expected back then, have not diminished with the passage of time; on the contrary. It doesn't matter that Scott-Heron speaks of Richard Nixon, Spiro Agnew, or John Mitchell, figures now too distant from what we are experiencing on this continent in 2021. With equal or even greater folklore, their names have been replaced by others who have equally lamentablely fulfilled their role in history, depending on their geographical location or the rottenness of their spirit. Fifty years later, As we watch marches and uprisings unfold in the streets, it is well worth remembering these lines:
You won't be able to stay home, brother.
You won't be able to connect it, turn it on and turn it off.
You won't be able to lose yourself in heroin and escape,
nor slipping away for a beer during the commercials,
because the revolution will not be televised.
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought to you by Xerox
in four parts without ad breaks.
The revolution will not show you images of Nixon
blowing a bugle and leading a lawsuit against John
Mitchell, General Abrams, and Spiro Agnew, all for a meal
blood sausages confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary.
The revolution will not be televised
The revolution will not be brought to you by the
Schaefer Award Theatre, nor by the stars Natalie
Woods and Steve Mcqueen or Bullwinkle and Julia.
The revolution will not bring sex appeal to your mouth.
The revolution will not untie your knots.
The revolution won't make you look almost three kilos heavier
Thinner, because the revolution won't be televised, brother.
There won't be any photos of you and Willie May
pushing that shopping cart down the street, fleeing desperately
or trying to place that color television in a stolen ambulance.
NBC will not be able to predict the winner at 8:32
or report from 29 districts.
The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no images of the pigs being slaughtered
to his brothers in the replay of the play.
There will be no images of the pigs being slaughtered
to his brothers in the replay of the play.
There will be no photos of Whitney Young being
hauled past Harlem on a train with a new marking process.
There will be no slow motion or still life by Roy
Wilkins strolling through Watts in a liberating jumpsuit
red, green and black that he had been saving
waiting for the right opportunity.
Green Acres, The Beverly Hillbillies and Hooterville
Junction will no longer be so damn relevant, and
Women won't care if Dick got straight to the point with
Jane in Search for Tomorrow because the blacks
They will be in the streets in search of a brighter day.
The revolution will not be televised.
There will be no top news stories
From eleven o'clock and there will be no images of hairy liberationist women
armed and Jackie Onassis blowing her nose.
The title track will not be written by Jim Webb,
Francis Scott Key, nor sung by Glen Campbell, Tom
Jones, Johnny Cash, Englebert Humperdunk, or Rare Earth.
The revolution will not be televised.
The revolution is irreversible.
after a message about white tornadoes, white lightning, or white people.
You won't have to worry about a pigeon in your
bedroom, a tiger in your cistern, or the giant in the toilet.
The revolution won't go any better with Coca-Cola.
The revolution will not fight against germs that can cause bad breath.
The revolution will put you in the pilot's seat.
The revolution will not be televised, it will not be televised.,
It will not be televised, it will not be televised.
The revolution will not be re-broadcast, brothers;
The revolution will be live.
For the twenty-second time in 2021, we found new sound barricades, And with them we built the latest playlist of contemporary Latin American music, featuring 20 recent tunes made in Colombia, Argentina, Peru, Ecuador, Venezuela, Costa Rica, Uruguay, Chile and Mexico, whose sound is related to labels such as Pop, Fusion, Reggae, Bolero, Folk, Hip Hop, Folklore, Electronic and Rock. Among others, we've added the new single from Rawayana, the latest production of The 33rd, the new publication of Poncho and the most recent recording of Ilse Hendrix.
We repeat once again our favorite phrase for these kinds of occasions: Find your headphones, step away from the world and listen. This is the Zonagirante.com playlist for June 4, 2021.
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Participants:
The 33rd + N. Hardem + Pablo Watusi (Colombia)
Vera Delacruz (Venezuela)
Zalama Crew (Colombia)
Rawayana (Venezuela)
Ilse Hendrix (Mexico)
Luna Sujatovich + Getting to Know Russia (Argentina)
Blackthony Starfano (Peru)
Centeno Island (Mexico)
Maia Basso (Argentina)
The Magdalene (Colombia)
Chechi de Marcos (Argentina)
Mr. Kino (Mexico)
Poncho (Argentina) + Rubén Rada (Uruguay)
Aeroplan! (Chili)
The Bison Gang (Colombia)
Chilly (Chili)
Dorotheo (Mexico)
Matazar (Ecuador)
Aisles (Chili)




