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LEN WALLACE -
ACCORDIONISTA, CULTURE WARRIOR
& THE SQUEEZEBOX FROM HELL



Len RULES!” - Billy Bragg

"He looks like a hoodlum, sings like an angel, and plays accordion like a demon."
- Cat Haston, Victory Music Review

“Len Wallace offers a voice we need to hear.”
- Canadian Folk Music Bulletin


“In today’s society when what is considered ‘Good’ or ‘Bad’ is judged in terms of how much money it can make; when human beings are judged and valued simply as functions and things, the poetic action of songs and music can liberate the human spirit. Music can speak the spirit of Freedom and solidarity reminding us who we are, where we came from and, ultimately, what we can choose to be. Artists, musicians, performers have a social obligation and choice to make because that spirit can indeed change the world.” - Len Wallace


ABOUT LEN WALLACE

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RECORDINGS

Len Wallace Song Lyrics, Articles, Commentary & Poetry:

"L'Internationale -
the Most Dangerous Song in the World"


"Culture Wars"

"I Am Tired ,So I Stole This Poem"

"James Larkin"

"The Man Who Never Died: The Life, Times, and Legacy of Joe Hill, American Labor Icon"

"Remembering Utah Phillips and Rubber Cockroaches"



LEN ON YOUTUBE

"Tecumseh"

"Your Daughters and Your Sons" on YouTube

HEAR LEN WALLACE

Len singing Joe Hill's "There's a Pow'r in a Union"
from his recording CULTURE SHOCKed


"Leaving the Fishing Behind"
off his solo recording "Midnight Shift";

Len performing a set of Scottish & Irish reels
with Gerard Smith and Terry Murphy of The Bowzies;

Len singing the Irish emigrant ballad "Clare to Here"
(lyrics written by Ralph McTell) with The Diggers


CONTACT LEN WALLACE:
Telephone: 519 256-6777
Mailing Address: 1337 Windermere Rd., Windsor, Ontario, N8Y 3G1 Canada

email: CLICK HERE




THERE IT IS
written by Jayne Cortez

And if we don't fight
if we don't resist
if we don't organize and unify and
get the power to control our own lives
Then we will wear
the exaggerated look of captivity
the stylized look of submission
the bizarre look of suicide
the dehumanized look of fear
and the decomposed look of repression
forever and ever and ever

And there it is





Len Wallace

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