“In such ugly times, the only true protest is beauty."
- Phil Ochs
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bii asked: Where would you bury hidden treasure if you had some?

Hmm.. I have multiple ideas of where I’d bury hidden treasure. I think if the treasure, regardless of what it is, was important to me, I’d want to bury it some place that means something to me or that I’m drawn to. The first thing that popped into my head is that I can bury it at Edinburgh Castle in Scotland, which is where Phil Ochs’ ashes were spread after he died. I’d pick that location to honor him. Plus I’d have an excuse (not that I need one) to visit him to bury the treasure the first time and then re-visit, if I wanted to get my treasure back. Alternatively, I could bury my treasure in Nepal at the Himalayas, since it seems beautiful there. Or the Great Pyramids. I used to be obsessed with Egyptian mythology.

Phil Ochs in Chicago, 1968 (x)

I’m so happy someone finally made a proper GIF set of him. I made a GIF of him awhile ago online but I had to lower the quality to get it on tumblr.

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Phil Ochs

—Kansas City Bomber

She comes from Kansas City, in the middle of the land
She was the queen of the game
But love never came with a man, with a man
Now all they know is her name

She’s the kansas city bomber, let her roll, let her roll
Let her fly through the fury of the race
The cry of the crowd is the keeper of her soul
You can see it by the rage upon her face

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babylonfalling:

Photo of Phil Ochs in Rat Subterranean News (1969)

babylonfalling:

Photo of Phil Ochs in Rat Subterranean News (1969)

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philochs:

As requested by Bill Curtis, I am now hosting his two Phil Ochs related surveys: Favorite Ochs Songs, a survey of favorite Ochs songs from fans; and Ochs Geographical Survey, data that indicates where surveyed fans are from. If you would like to participate in any of the surveys, please contact Bill Curtis at wcurtis1021@gmail.com. Anyone that has not sent in their favorite Phil Ochs songs, and would like to, please send your five favorite Phil Ochs songs (ranked in order of preference) to Bill at the above email address. Also, if you are inclined to contribute your location info as well to the geographical survey, feel free to send that to Bill too. Please reblog this to give his surveys an Ochs signal boost!! It would be very appreciated.

fuckyeahphilochs:

philochs:

Liberals Demotivator by ~Party9999999 on DeviantART
A demotivator that quotes Phil Ochs’ commentary of his politically satirical song, “Love Me, I’m a Liberal”.

I just reblogged this to clear something up. Phil Ochs’s song “Love Me, I’m a Liberal” was NOT a criticism of all liberals. If you’ve ever listened to his music, you’d very quickly learn that he is extremely liberal himself. The song is a criticism of a very specific group of people who claim to be liberal when in fact they are not. A real liberal, like Ochs himself, is ten degrees (or more) to the left of center all the time, and it’s only the wishy-washy ones mentioned in the song who drift to the right when the going gets tough.

I agree with this clarification. I am so happy to see another Phil Ochs blog on tumblr!! I run the Phil Ochs blog. Welcome to the family. :)

fuckyeahphilochs:

philochs:

Liberals Demotivator by ~Party9999999 on DeviantART

A demotivator that quotes Phil Ochs’ commentary of his politically satirical song, “Love Me, I’m a Liberal”.

I just reblogged this to clear something up. Phil Ochs’s song “Love Me, I’m a Liberal” was NOT a criticism of all liberals. If you’ve ever listened to his music, you’d very quickly learn that he is extremely liberal himself. The song is a criticism of a very specific group of people who claim to be liberal when in fact they are not. A real liberal, like Ochs himself, is ten degrees (or more) to the left of center all the time, and it’s only the wishy-washy ones mentioned in the song who drift to the right when the going gets tough.

I agree with this clarification. I am so happy to see another Phil Ochs blog on tumblr!! I run the Phil Ochs blog. Welcome to the family. :)

Phil Ochs

—Another Age

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs “Another Age” (ripped from vinyl)

There’s a man walking round the island with a snake cane
He picked it up in Thailand from a hurricane
And you know he’s not gonna go there
He’s been one time too long
Now all the gods are gone (Though the game is gone)
The younger boys are drowning in a shallow sea
The night belongs to snipers in palm trees
And their sabres flashed like lightning
In the charge of the last brigade
They must have been afraid
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged it’s the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age
The blood running down the blackboard on a blank screen in a thin stream
The convicts shake their cages of a bad dream
And they’ll coach you in the classroom that it cannot happen here
But it has happened here
I remember nothing that I memorized
(The cockroach cops are crawling on a battle ground)

I got my education from a black eye
(The shields are in the shadows, it’s a college town)

And they’ll teach you law and order
If you dare to raise your hand
Spare the glove and spoil the man
Soldiers have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It’s the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Thomas Paine and Jesse James are old friends
And Robin Hood is riding on the road again
We were born in a revolution and we died in a wasted war
It’s gone that way before
The dogs are chasing chicken bones across the lawn
If that was an election, I’m a Viet Cong
So I pledge allegiance against the flag
and the fall for which it stands
I’ll raise it if I can (Pledge allegiance to the land)
Soldier have their sorrow
The wretched have their rage
Pray for the aged
It’s the dawn of another age
Of another age
Of another age
Of another age

Phil Ochs

—When I'm Gone

apophatic:

All my days won’t be dances of delight when I’m gone
And the sands will be shifting from my sight when I’m gone
Can’t add my name into the fight while I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

And I won’t be laughing at the lies when I’m gone
And I can’t question how or when or why when I’m gone
Can’t live proud enough to die when I’m gone
So I guess I’ll have to do it while I’m here

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Phil Ochs

—When I'm Gone

peninsularian:

When I’m Gone / Phil Ochs

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs: Performing at the American Academy of Music, 1967

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs: Performing at the American Academy of Music, 1967

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs in the trash, Greenwich Village 1964

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs in the trash, Greenwich Village 1964

Phil Ochs

—No More Songs

knifeladder:

Phil Ochs “No More Songs” (live / 1970)

Hello, hello, hello, is there anybody home?
I’ve only called to say I’m sorry.
The drums are in the dawn, and all the voices gone.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
Once I knew a girl, she was a flower in a flame
I loved her as the sea sings sadly
Now the ashes of the dream can be found in the magazines.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
Once I knew a sage who sang upon the stage
He told about the world, his lover.
A ghost without a name, stands ragged in the rain.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
The rebels they were here, they came beside the door
They told me that the moon was bleeding
Then all to my surprise, they took away my eyes.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
A star is in the sky, it’s time to say goodbye.
A whale is on the beach, he’s dying.
A white flag in my hand, and a white bone in the sand.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
Hello, hello, hello, is there anybody home?
I’ve only called to say I’m sorry.
The drums are in the dawn, and all the voices gone.
And it seems that there are no more songs.
It seems that there are no more songs.
It seems that there are no more songs.

philochs:

Phil Ochs at the PNE Garden Auditorium on Thursday, March 13, 1969, a concert that ended up being on his posthumous There and Now: Live in Vancouver 1968 [sic] album. Photograph by by Mark Millman.
It is wonderful to see Phil smile.

philochs:

Phil Ochs at the PNE Garden Auditorium on Thursday, March 13, 1969, a concert that ended up being on his posthumous There and Now: Live in Vancouver 1968 [sic] album. Photograph by by Mark Millman.

It is wonderful to see Phil smile.

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Phil Ochs

Phil Ochs

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