Resisting the Pull

The onslaught of rabid consumerism threatens to smother us. Resist. 


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When you live in a place like Bruce and I do, where economics and culture are driven by an insatiable need for ‘more’, you have to be paying attention to opt out. It is so easy to escape from the chaos of fear with the certainty of a ‘thing’.

Dorothee Soelle in her book The Silent Cry: Mysticism and Resistance declares that mysticism is resistance. And I would add that resistance is mysticism. And by that I mean that when we resist what seems irresistible, or inevitable, an open space emerges full of creative potential in the midst of ordinary time. It is a space that offers new responses to old patterns.

The lyrics of this song call us to resist the onslaught that pushes us to feel inadequate, to feel as if we are not complete within ourselves and must always be reaching for what we do not have to be fully alive.

We are already fully alive - when we decide that is how we want to be. CJ


I’m sitting right down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

I’m sitting on down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

You can’t draw me to you

Playing on greed,

I’m not buying what I don’t need,

Resisting the pull,

Resisting the pull.

 

Empty condo’s sell peace of mind,

Empty temptations of every kind,

Expensive cars so you can go faster,

Expensive clothes to make you look like the master,

Pretty women selling dreams for the night,

Pretty handshakes to make your world right.

 

Spend your money so you won’t be alone,

Spend your money right from home,

The whole world’s telling us that we’re small,

The whole world’s turned into a shopping mall,

It doesn’t matter if you need it or not,

‘Cause baby don’t you know it’s ‘bout the stuff that you got.

 

I’m sitting right down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

I’m sitting on down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

You can’t draw me to you

Playing on greed,

I’m not buying what I don’t need,

Resisting the pull,

Resisting the pull.

 

I’m not saying that it’s easy,

Sometimes I give up and give in,

But if you don’t try

They’ll suck you dry

You lose and they win,

They’ll take every dollar

Leave you dry as a bone

They don’t care if you end up on the street all alone, no, no.

 

Looks like a culture but it’s simply a store,

Looks like a culture but it’s all about more.

The spirit of craving gnawing at the heart,

The spirit of craving’s tearing us apart,

It’s all an illusion telling us to buy,

It’s all an illusion don’t you dare ask why.

 

I’m sitting right down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

I’m sitting on down

Gonna stay awhile resisting the pull.

You can’t draw me to you

Playing on greed,

I’m not buying what I don’t need,

Resisting the pull,

Resisting the pull.


Scott Bruyea, drums

Bob Hewus, bass

Steve Kennedy, soprano and tenor saxophones

Bruce Ley, piano, organ, guitars, percussion, lead vocal

Steve Kennedy, Carole Warren, background vocals

Candice Bist, lyrics

Bruce Ley, music

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