The return of Rush

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The righteous rise with burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
Those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge, quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear, walk hand in hand
 
I will certainly attend some of the live performances, because as I have said many times, overall (meaning skills, performance live, interesting compositions, and meaningful lyrics) Rush represents the finest music I've encountered. But without Neil Peart, my personal opinion is that this group should not be called Rush, and should be given another name. Peart was absolutely the driving force behind the group, meaning that literally and in a half dozen figurative ways as well.

The new drummer is a great choice, and I was aware of her work before, though among a number of up-and-coming drumming talents. If Alex and Geddy feel she is the right person then I am sure she is--to perform the songs, but quite obviously not as any sort of replacement for one of the genuine legends in music history.

She can play the songs. Here's a good example of her performing polyrhythms of the sort that only people like Neil Peart and Max Roach could do. This is a far higher level of drumming than mere speed.

 
uncgriff said:
The righteous rise with burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
Those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge, quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear, walk hand in hand
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One of my favorites, but way too damn familiar now.
 
an0maly said:
I will certainly attend some of the live performances, because as I have said many times, overall (meaning skills, performance live, interesting compositions, and meaningful lyrics) Rush represents the finest music I've encountered. But without Neil Peart, my personal opinion is that this group should not be called Rush, and should be given another name. Peart was absolutely the driving force behind the group, meaning that literally and in a half dozen figurative ways as well.

The new drummer is a great choice, and I was aware of her work before, though among a number of up-and-coming drumming talents. If Alex and Geddy feel she is the right person then I am sure she is--to perform the songs, but quite obviously not as any sort of replacement for one of the genuine legends in music history.

She can play the songs. Here's a good example of her performing polyrhythms of the sort that only people like Neil Peart and Max Roach could do. This is a far higher level of drumming than mere speed.

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I would like to see them if they come near.

The choice of a woman drummer reminds me of what they said about their journey to fame. At first, they were playing in front of 10s of guys in gymnasiums, and finally after hard work and dedication, they were playing in arenas in front of tens of thousands of... guys. Maybe they will finally get a following among women.

I get what you are saying about the name. I don't think I agree, but I get it. Perhaps they could be Rash so Geddy Lee could save a few bucks on t-shirts.
 
uncgriff said:
The righteous rise with burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers who threaten us
Our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
Those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge, quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear, walk hand in hand
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These Neil Peart lyrics were from decades ago, and right this moment in 2025 it is absolutely impossible for any lyrics to more perfectly sum up what is wrong in America.
 
The whole wide world
An endless universe
Yet we keep looking through
The eyeglass in reverse
Don’t feed the people
But we feed the machines
Can’t really feel
What international means

In different circles
We keep holding our ground
Indifferent circles
We keep spinning round and round
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Half the world hates
What half the world does every day
Half the world waits
While half gets on with it anyway

Half the world lives
Half the world makes
Half the world gives
While the other half takes

Half the world is
Half the world was
Half the world thinks
While the other half does

Half the world talks
With half a mind on what they say
Half the world walks
With half a mind to run away

Half the world lies
Half the world learns
Half the world flies
As half the world turns

Half the world cries
Half the world laughs
Half the world tries
To be the other half

Half of us divided
Like a torn-up photograph
Half of us are trying
To reach the other half

Half the world cares
While half the world is wasting the day
Half the world shares
While half the world is stealing away
 
I believe in what I see
I believe in what I hear
I believe that what I’m feeling
Changes how the world appears

Angels and demons dancing in my head
Lunatics and monsters underneath my bed
Media messiahs preying on my fears
Pop culture prophets playing in my ears
 
I can learn to close my eyes
To anything but injustice
I can learn to get along
With all the things I don’t know

You can surrender
Without a prayer
But never really pray
Pray without surrender

You can fight
Without ever winning
But never ever win
Without a fight
 
STICK IT OUT
Don’t swallow the poison
SPIT IT OUT
Don’t swallow your pride
STICK IT OUT
Don’t swallow your anger
SPIT IT OUT
Don’t swallow the lies

Natural reflex
Pendulum swing
You might be too dizzy
To do the right thing

Trial under fire
Ultimate proof
Moment of crisis
Don’t swallow the truth

STICK IT OUT

Each time we bathe our reactions
In artificial light
Each time we alter the focus
To make the wrong moves seem right

You get so used to deception
You make yourself a nervous wreck
You get so used to surrender
Running back to cover your neck
 
With an iron fist in a velvet glove
We are sheltered under the gun
In the glory game on the power train
Thy kingdom’s will be done

And the things that we fear
Are a weapon to be held against us…

...

Like a steely blade in a silken sheath
We don’t see what they’re made of
They shout about love, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they’re afraid of

And the knowledge that they fear
Is a weapon to be used against them
 
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