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Musical Mondays | Barry McGuire

Eve of Destruction, written by P.F. Sloan and performed by Barry McGuire, is a classic protest song from the ‘Sixties that rings eerily truthful these days. The lyrics say everything that needs to be said, in the here and now, almost sixty years later.

This gritty and once imperfect song (see video below) became an anthem to antiwar hippies and college students speaking out against the Vietnam War. Though I’ll never tire of hearing the ominous drum intro, I’m not eager to appreciate it finding contemporary relevance again.


Eve of Destruction – Lyrics

The Eastern world, it is explodin'
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'
You're old enough to kill but not for votin'
You don't believe in war, but what's that gun you're totin'?
And even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'

But you tell me over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

Don't you understand what I'm trying to say?
Can't you feel the fear that I'm feeling today?
If the button is pushed, there's no running away
There'll be no one to save with the world in a grave
Take a look around you boy, it's bound to scare you, boy

But you tell me over and over and over again, my friend
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

Yeah, my blood's so mad, feels like coagulatin'
I'm sittin' here just contemplatin'
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation
Handful of Senators don't pass legislation
And marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin'
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'

And you tell me over and over and over again my friend
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

Think of all the hate there is in Red China
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama
Ah, you may leave here for four days in space
But when you return, it's the same old place
The poundin' of the drums, the pride and disgrace
You can bury your dead but don't leave a trace
Hate your next door neighbor but don't forget to say grace
And you tell me over and over and over and over again my friend

You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction

When the Berlin wall fell, which some considered the symbolic end to the cold war, I had just become a teenager. My limited political knowledge came from Much Music videos (Canadian MTV, of the day), and I hadn’t the slightest idea what it was all about, but I recall watching the news and soaking up the giddiness of the occasion.

It is surreal to be entering the time warp that is Cold War with Russia, merely needing to look to the art canon for salient expression, older generations no doubt with a prevailing sense of déjà vu. 

I hope to take solace in the robust and emotionally charged works that are sure to flourish during these noxious times, turning darkness into light, as only the vulnerability of art can do.

Creators,
right now,
across the globe,
birthing new ideas,
countless mediums,
finding ways to let out our collective sigh of exasperation, 
attempting to balance the scales,
mourning the death throes of humanity.

If there is no love to be had, let us bear fruit in creation.

Below Barry McGuire explains how they recorded Eve of Destruction in one take, and goes on to share how the song was written into the history books.


What are some antiwar songs that you have on your playlist?

Are there songs that you associate with conflict and war that you still like to hear?

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Musical Mondays | Bob Dylan

Box of peace signs made of barbed wire, with the lyrics from Bob Dylan's Masters of War in red letters: 
Come, you masters of war, you that build the big guns, you that build the death planes, you that build all the bombs, you that hide behind walls, you that hide behind desks, I just want you to know I can see through your masks.

Masters of War is one of Bob Dylan’s more emphatic songs, which he amazingly wrote in his early 20s, with it being released in ’63. The powerful piece is his seething response in defiance of the Cold War nuclear arms proliferation.

Dylan was a captivating voice during the civil rights movement and antiwar protests of the 60s and 70s. His art was a way that people could explore and understand the ideas behind what was truly happening, and not just what people were being told by their leaders. That is one of the beautiful aspects of the arts, a works ability to reach people where ever they might be at.

Enjoy this rare interview from 1985, where the ever humble Dylan was eager to discuss all manner of topics ranging from religion, politics, war, and the media. Although it is choppy and the audio isn’t great, it is a wide-angle view into the mind of Dylan, for any interested fans.


Are you a fan of Bob Dylan’s work? Is there a song that sticks out for you?