“Does the company finally know my name?”
✊A bit of “Remember Me” from Sunday night’s ANTIFASCIST COLLECTIVE BENEFIT for Immigrant Justice: THIS IS NOT A DRILL.
Thanks to all the truth and justice seekers for comin out and packin’ @hawthornehideawaypdx and thanks for including me @weissneal and thanks to all the greats who took part: @benlandsverk , @neddrum@weissneal@miccrenshaw@aahunter62@g0furtherr And many more!
I wrote this song for the end title of @jferro1967 film Compound Machines (2025) It is written from the perspective of a clerk who has just been murdered while she’s trying to save another in the El Paso Walmart shooting of 2019.
I used to work at @fredmeyerstores and know all about workplace “safety”. 🥸
🎥 @smp71465
THIS IS NOT A DRILL 🥁
April 26th! @hawthornehideawaypdx
Honored to be adding my voice (and guitar) among friends to this benefit /catharsis with all proceeds / donations going to:
Interfaith Movement For Immigrant Justice
People ask wtf is going on in Flower Whore. It is a metaphor written for/in a dual addiction flower/opium cycle — recovery and relapse overdose death repeat. It is at this point in the song “Don’t come close don’t go away does it matter anyway?” she is ODing, dying, dead, the narcan violas kick in as she’s being saved and then the drums as pulse when brought back. By the end of the song she thinks she has her shit together - hence, the groove switch-up courtesy of @steevo212 🥁
✍️ Ruby Friedman/ @benlandsverk
Photo dump from last weekend …
📸 SMP @foxtrotpdx
A man
Would shelter
If he could
In the nook
Behind this
New plywood
The building
Abandoned
The man is too
How I wish you’d imagined
That it were you.
Anonymous
Rochester, New York
