Pull Up Some Dust And Sit Down
"These times," says Ry Cooder, "call for a very different kind of protest song. "Where Have All the Flowers Gone?" We're way down the road from that."<br><br>On his fourth solo effort for Nonesuch/Perro Verde Records, the globe-trotting composer, singer, and multi-instrumentalist leaves behind the fantastical yarn-spinning, the magical realism, and allegorical tunes of his acclaimed, Grammy Award-nominated California trilogy-<i>Chavez Ravine</i> (2005), <i>My Name Is Buddy</i> (2007), and <i>I, Flathead</i> (2008) - for the most forthright album of his career. The 14 songs on <i>Pull Up Some Dust and Sit Down</i> are, by turns, angry, outraged, bitterly funny, and deeply poignant. With brilliant, Woody Guthrie-like directness and a healthy dollop of satire, Cooder's lyrics address the often-sorry state of our domestic affairs: the bank bailout, the anti-immigration movement, the ever-growing gap between rich and poor, and the never-ending war in the Middle East and its devastating physical and emotional toll on young soldiers.