They Haymarket Square have a certain rogue-ish charm that makes the harsh medicine of their lyrics — incisive, biting political commentary — go down easily. It was love at first sight with the band’s gospel take on “Heaven,” with an oily-smooth crooner testifying:
was moved one Sunday morning
the songs of Sister Tharpe
wonder ‘bout salvation
when it’s going to start….
ain’t no heaven, got to make one here
ain’t no heaven, got to make one here
father, no son, no heavenly choir,
hearts and hands and our desire
ain’t no heaven, got to make one here (“Heaven”)
The Haymarket Squares, however, deal primarily in punk-inspired bluegrass, which makes a good deal of their music sound somber. But hey, we live in serious times.
The band’s as adroit at four-part harmony as they are at penning lyrics. That’s what makes for political music that is both immediate and enjoyable. (Hopefully, however, these songs won’t be timeless, though I suspect the yokes of unemployment, racism, nationalism, and neoliberalism will burden us for a long time to come.) The Haymarket Squares are clearly rooted in the protest songs of the early 1900s, but sometimes that works against them. Frankly, there’s something a little grotesque about a group of white(-seeming) guys singing
to your new home the rent is cheap
only one catch you can never leave
minimum extended lease
years and then you’re finally free
nobody’s hiring and your life’s a wreck
never gonna pass that background check
what you have to do to survive
they’re breathing down your neck so now you’re looking at life
to the land of freedom
know that was a lie
only freedom that you get
the freedom that you buy (“High Demand”)
when, as I’m sure the members of the band knows, the population of those who are incarcerated is disproportionately people of color. On the other hand, the band is aware that sometimes, writing great music isn’t always enough to help the movement:
Well
it’s easy to stand on a soapbox
And tell the world what’s
going wrong
But in court or the street, in this miserable
heat
You need more than just catchy songs
want to inspire, not preach to the choir
let’s stop depending on some happy ending (“Part of the Problem”)
You nailed it! They are the sugar that helps the medicine go down!