Anche Thom Yorke, Mac Demarco e altri artisti rispondono alla vittoria di Donald Trump

Dopo avervi riportato le reazioni del mondo della musica all’elezione di Donald Trump come 45° Presidente degli Stati Uniti d’America, tra cui quelle di Lady Gaga, St. Vincent e Madonna, nelle ore successive alla proclamazione anche Thom Yorke, Rihanna, e Questlove hanno espresso il loro sconcerto; Mac DeMarco si chiede se non sia giunta l’ora di trasferirsi in Canada suggerendo una proposta di matrimonio, e i Disclosure, più drastici, intendono raggiungere David Bowie su Marte.

Win Butler degli Arcade Fire spera nella pace e nell’amore, in «un oggi senza speranza»; M.I.A. fa notare la coincidenza del 9/11, ovvero la data odierna scritta secondo l’uso europeo, che rimanda all’11 settembre americano; ANOHNI cita invece una frase di Marvin Gaye.

avoidall eye contactdo not reactshoot the messengersthis is a low flying panic attacksingthesong of sixpencethatgoes https://t.co/xm8Z5l8qQm

— Thom Yorke (@thomyorke) November 9, 2016

Love and peace to the hopeless today.

— win butler (@DJWindows98) November 9, 2016

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China ., Russia , the African continent, Mexico, South America , Europe all looking at USA on some smfh sht. Voting is like washing your ass

— Chuck D (@MrChuckD) November 9, 2016

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I was gonna stress myself to sleep. But fuck that (I'm cussing sorry) I'm NOT letting this stress me out one bit. Don't get me wrong I am MAD AS HELL. But I have to practice what I preach. The amount of time I devote to meditating and not letting speculation or bad energy rule my life—for me to just spazz out would be counter productive. I'll be honest I went through 6 drafts of this. Erasing every last word cause I didn't even believe it as i typed it. I'm just saying: I got a laundry list to the top of Mt Fuji of things I've overcome and still managed to survive—I'm just praying whatever strength I was given to make it through the hard times of yesteryear, that this strength and power revive me and all of my people (women, those of different religious background, LGBTQIAs, prisoners, the poor, the imm—look it's 4am…—I don't feel like doing an 8th draft—some of my friends gonna be angry as all hell. Some will point fingers—nevermind….I got nothing. Right now. —nothing

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There'll come a time When the world won't be singing Flowers won't grow And the bells won't be ringing Who really cares? Who is willing to try To save a world That is destined to die? -Marvin Gaye, 1971

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I am disappointed, shocked and shaken at my core by what has transpired tonight. I gathered around the TV with my family and loved ones, ready to celebrate history being made. My daughter had this little blue dress on. I was ready to pop the Martinelli's and hold her, watching Hilary Clinton become the first female president of the United States of America. But…It didn't happen. I had a sick feeling in my gut, riddled with anxiety as the polls started coming in. After hours of a growing pit in my stomach, it was over. I left the TV, grabbed my daughter and took her to bed. But now, as I'm laying next to my her as she sleeps, I remember. Remember what I have control over and what I don't. I don't have control over Donald Trump becoming president. That has been decided. But what I do have control over is where I go from here. I will teach my daughter to love. All people, regardless of the color of their skin, gender, religious beliefs, sexual orientation or where their birth certificate says they're from. I will teach her how important it is to be an advocate for humanity. Not just the portion of humanity that benefits her. I will teach her non violent communication. That in the face of hatred we must love each other even harder. Not give in. Not get discouraged or feel like our progress in the past is void. Keeping fighting for all of us, with an emphasis on those that and have been the most affected by systemic oppression. I will teach her that when she is silent during moments of injustice, she is siding with the oppressor. I will teach her that walls divide people, and by their nature cannot bring us closer. And that just because someone holds the most powerful position in the world, does not make that person right, just or fair. Donald Trump is not raising my daughter. I am. I get to encourage and nurture her to be who she wants to be. Teach her that her voice and actions can change the world. Teach her that she can do anything that a man can do. And one day, even become president of the United States of America. I have work to do. It starts now. And that work is the only thing bringing me peace at the moment

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