Friday, March 15, 2013

Lyrics Spotlight - American Land

"The McNicholas, the Posalski's, the Smiths, Zerillis, too
The Blacks, the Irish, Italians, the Germans and the Jews
Come across the water a thousand miles from home
With nothin in their bellies but the fire down below."
-- "American Land", Wrecking Ball

While this song spotlights the struggles and hopes of all immigrants, my mind immediately conjures up images of the 1880s Irish immigrants coming into New York City with nothing but their whiskey, potatoes, and shillelaghs.  Am I stereotyping?  Of course, but at least I've got the whole "I can make fun of my own people" thing going for me.  On that note, St. Patrick's Day is this weekend, and this song makes a perfect addition to any drinking playlist.   So have fun, stay safe, and make that beer flow through the faucets all night long.

(And just a side note, in regards to the lyrics spotlighted, so perhaps is shouldn't be a side note: is it just me, or does Bruce put a strange emphasis on "the Jews" when he sings this?  Perhaps he's just frustrated because everyone assumes he is Jewish based on his last name.)

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