Month of the forgotten: Bill Withers - I can't write left handed

Fat boy slim gebruikte samples uit dit nummer, maar dat terzijde. I can't write left handed is een indringend gezongen verhaal. De verkiezingen zijn net achter de rug. Het kabinet viel over de missie naar Afghanistan. Een onderwerp ("vredesmissies") dat tot mijn grote verbazing angstvallig is vermeden tijdens de debatten de laatste weken. Net als het onderwerp Europa. Het leek even alsof we totaal niet geregeerd worden door Brussels. Goed... op dit moment zitten nog veel van 'onze jongens' in het buitenland. Withers werkte zelf bij de Marine voordat hij ging zingen. Hij is bekend van het nummer: Ain't no sunshine. Hij heeft in 1985 na vermoeiende rechtzaken over de rechten de platenindustrie de rug toegekeerd. Hij beheert nu zijn eigen muziek en dat is het.

Bill Withers's creative light burned brightly throughout the 1970s and dimmed in the mid-1980s. He recorded such hits as "Ain't No Sunshine," "Lean on Me," "Use Me," and his final chartbusting single, "Just the Two of Us," (with Grover Washington). His presence on both the pop and rhythm-and-blues charts during this period was marked by the quiet assurance of his musical ability, subtle and soothing voice, the messages contained in his songs, and his innate ability to craft hit singles that appealed to listeners of all ages and races.

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Lyrics "We recorded this song on October the 6th. Since then the war's been declared over. If you're like me you'll remember it like anybody remembers any war; one big drag. Lot of people write songs about wars and government...very social things. But i think about young guys who were like i was when i was young. I had no more idea about any government, or political things or anything. And i think about those kind of young guys now who all of a sudden somebody comes up, and they're very law-abiding, so if somebody says go they don't ask any questions they just go. And i can remember not too long ago seeing a young guy with his right arm gone. Just got back. And i asked him how he was doing. He said he was doing alright now but he had thought he was gonna die. He said getting shot at didn't bother him, it was getting shot that shook him up. And i tried to put myself in his position. Maybe he cried, maybe he said...i can't write left -handed" (etc.)

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