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I love all those great 'f' words - feminism, folk music..
β Ani DiFranco
singer-songwriter, singer, street artist, composer, guitarist, record producer, poet, writer, recording artist, film director
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I love all those great 'f' words - feminism, folk music..
In any marginalized community, whether people identify themselves or not affects us all.
I believe in that step of not just making revolutionary music but making it in a way that challenges the system, Especially in this day and age when the tools for producing and distributing are more and more accessible to the average Joe and Josephine. The possibility of emancipation and control and independence is so much greater now.
There's this brutal imperial power, that my passport says I represent.But it will never represent where my heart lives, only vaguely where it went.
I don't always feel lucky, but I'm smart enough to try.
Every tool is a weapon - if you hold it right.
They're gonna be mad at us.They're gonna be mad at us and all the things we wanna do.
I am still praying for revolution.
Some of life's best lessons are learned at the worst times.
Because the world owes me nothingAnd we owe each other the world.
I am writing graffiti on your body.I am drawing the story of how hard we tried.
Somedays the line I walk turns out to be straight -Other days the line tends to deviate.
And their eyes are all askingAnd I'm gonna leave by myself.
They say that the truth will set you freeOr if you're just trying to get by.
Iβm going to go ahead and go boldlyShivering and stunned.
So we're led by denial like lambs to the slaughterAnd our dreams are all guillotines waiting to fall.
My distraction's my defense against this lack of inspirationJust a phase.
They can call me crazy if I failIf I succeedβ¦
The windows of my soul are made of one way glassIf there's something you want to know - just ask.
Because I know the biggest crimeI just want to live as comfortably as I can.
You've got your whole life to do something,For what you think is right.
Girl, next time he wants to knowIt just comes.
And God help you if you are a phoenix, and you dare to rise up from the ash.A thousand eyes will smolder with jealousy, while you're just flying past.
Now let's get talking: reefer madness. Like some arrogant government can't,By any stretch of the imagination, outlaw a plant.
So I walk like I'm on a mission cuz that's the way I groove.Cuz I have the kind of beauty that moves.
And we hold these truths to be self-evident:And, Number three-- the media is not fooling me.
Now I wonder who is gonna be president: Tweedle Dumb, or Tweedle Dumber--And who is gonna have the big block buster box office this summer.
Maybe you don't like your job, maybe you didn't get enough sleep--That's no excuse. Just suck up and be nice.
My country tis of thee,To take swings at each other on talk-show TV.
Art is why I get up in the morning; my definition ends there.And there you are right there, in the mean time.
My thighs have been involved in many accidents,Because you know how I feel.
So my heart finally broke. It was so long bent.So it suffered every punishment.
'Course numb is an old hat, old as my oldest memories.But any more pent up emotion and I think I'm gonna explode.
And I was shocked to see the mistakes of each generation will just fade like a radio station, if we drive out of range.
There's a crowd of people harbored in every person, there are so many roles that we play.And you've decided to love me for eternity. I'm still deciding who I want to be today"
Let's grow old and die together. Let's do it now.
When I need to wipe my face, I use the back of my hand,I care less and less what people think.
So Iβll walk the plank and Iβll jump with a smile.'Cuz you've left me with nothing, but i've worked with less.
You knowSeem so strange.
And everything seems to have gone terribly wrong that can.She tells herself.
My life may not be something specialBut it's never been lived before.
We discovered we are both pleasantly furious half of the time,When we're not just toeing the line.
I was blessed with a birth and a death, and I guess I just want some say in-between.
Freedom and democracy,And people are expendable along the way.
They put you in your place, and they tell you to behaveBut no one can be free until we're all on even grade.
Life is a b movie.
I fight with love, and I laugh with rage.
I remember now how our bright spring green deepened.And we were lush as the underside of August.
Love sets fire to your schedule,And then calls an end to time.
I still define myself by the places that I've been.
I always wanted to be commander-in-chief of my one-woman army, But I can envision the mediocrity of my finest hour.
I know there is strength in the differences between us,And I know there is comfort where we overlap.
I think you're the least fucked-up person I've ever met,And that may be as close to the real thing as I'm ever gonna get.
Sometimes the beauty is easy.Sometimes there's poetry written right on the bathroom wall.
She says βDo I know you?β I say βWell, no, not biblically,She says, βHoney, you are safe here. This is a girl-girl thing.β
I am looking for the holes,Or are they worn out in the knees?
When we patch things up,We are just trying to track a problem to its source.
I always feel I have to take a stand,And every time I do, I offend someone, somewhere.
But what if no one's watching?Things that need to be said?
We have to be able to criticize what we love,Then as far as I can tell, you are just in the way.
Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don't have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there's poetry written right on the bathroom wall.
I'd rather be able to face myself in the bathroom mirror than be rich and famous.
Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there. You know I don't think its fair that I'm living for something I can't even define.
I've been trying to learn how to not be so conflicted about things like my own anger. I've always had a place in my music for my anger as a way of compensating for not having a mechanism to express it in my everyday life. So I've been trying to be more true to myself, and that helps me to chill out a little bit. But politically, uh-uh. No.
Men make angry music and it's called rock-and-roll; women include anger in their vocabulary and suddenly they're angry and militant.
When I first started writing songs and being very explicit, it was hard, but one of the main things people respond to in my writing is that 'just say it' attitude of my songs. There really is nothing personal or private; it's all universal, if you can just find the courage to be open about your life.
God forbid you be an ugly girl, 'course too pretty is also your doom, 'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room.
