On Wednesday night I was blessed in the City of Los Angeles, to be at the Wiltern, and hear the national treasure of music that is, Tracey Chapman.

Her songs moved America, and the fire of them, still burns so bright. They are just as relevant today in this economy and in these times as they were when I first heard them, when I was 16 years old, Miley Cyrus’ age (See pic).

Above, is the song, Sing For You, which brings America back to the camp fire, sitting around it, telling stories and singing simple songs. Why so relevant? Because sharing is caring.

It’s the sound of friendship’s broken bread of melody, passed around in sweet communion on the rocking chairs of porches in the South as the sun sets amongst  old friends. It’s the simple sounds of a songstress prophetess who is singing America back to life so sweetly.

Tracey Chapman is just so wow, live! This woman is amazing! Thank YOU so much T.C! She’s like Maya Angelou singing poetry on the guitar, to all who will hear wisdom’s sweet harmonic timbre of vocally exquisite whispers. The reid of her voice is like a clarinet, harmonizing in order to resonate with her audiences’ spirit.

Honestly, it was like going to church! The church of Tracey Chapman. Profoundly spiritual. You could sense change in the air. She’s a torch carrier for global and humanitarian change.  Disguised in dreadlocks, with a guitar, or  a drum or a sitar, she sings and orchestrates the fire of change, into being.

The highlight of the night, of course, was her song Revolution. Everyone raised their hands in the air and danced in the aisles. The tables are starting to turn. How exciting.

We are IN a new revolution right now. You can always feel it, when a prophetess sings. This is their gift to the world. If you don’t believe me, go to hear Tracey Chapman for yourself at her San Francisco concerts. Incredible!

Chapman in concert, creates music and through it an experience of back-to-back, goose bumps producing moments. Tracey Chapman has still got the fire of social conscience to move America with hope. (Thanks R.P!)

Revolution lyrics follow:Dont you know
Theyre talkin bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Dont you know
Theyre talkin about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

While theyre standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take whats theirs

Dont you know
You better run, run, run…
Oh I said you better
Run, run, run…

Finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin bout a revolution