The Great White Buffalo

The Motor City Madman is playing at Harriet Island tonight. I have to be honest here and admit that I would totally like to go see The Nuge kick out the fucking jams this evening. It’s funny, but, the deeper the Detroit rocker swims in the hateful political deep-end, the more I continue to dig the tunes. I still am unashamed whenever I catch myself humming the catchy chorus to ‘Wang Dang Sweet Poontang’. It’s like he’s testing me in a game of wills. Tonight he’s playing at some kind of Rib Festival. How sweet is that? Thousands of folks gnawing on spicy bones, red stained hands pumping the cool night air, all chanting in communal song: “Yank Me, Crank Me, But Don’t Wake Up And Thank Me!”

Lyrical excerpt from the Great White Buffalo:

Well, it happened long time ago,
in the new magic land.
The Indian and the buffalo,
they existed hand in hand….

The Indian needed food,
he needed skins for a roof.
But he only took what they needed, baby.
Millions of buffalo were the proof.
Yeah, its all right…

But then came the white man,
with his thick and empty head.
He couldnt see past the billfold,
he wanted all the buffalo dead.
It was sad…It was sad.
Oh yeah…yes indeed.