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Vicki Sokolik refuses to be an Ostrich. Her son brought to her attention the crisis of unhoused youth — youth unhoused, not living with a parent/guardian, and not in foster care — in America, and she has been fighting to support this vulnerable population every since. Most active in Tampa Bay, Florida, Vicki is the founder and CEO of the nonprofit Starting Right, Now, which removes barriers for unaccompanied homeless youth to cultivate long-term well-being and self-sufficiency. She is also the author of the new book, “If You See Them: Young, Unhoused, and Alone in America.” Vicki Sokolik joined host Jay Ruderman to discuss the many ways unhoused youth fall through the cracks in our society, how her organization helps them, and also how to build trust with people who could use your help. Episode Chapters (00:00) Intro (01:10) Vicki’s origin story (02:40) What is “unhoused youth?” (06:40) What should a person do if they worry they see an unhoused youth? (08:19) How have conversations around unhoused youth changed in Vicki’s 20 years working with them? (11:02) How do people get the word out and help unhoused youth? (14:55) Vicki’s new book (16:48) How Vicki builds trust (20:10) What do students receive at Starting Right, Now? (22:58) How does Vicki balance advocacy and direct support? (27:53) Starting Right, Now alumni (29:10) Goodbye For video episodes, watch on www.youtube.com/@therudermanfamilyfoundation Stay in touch: X: @JayRuderman | @RudermanFdn LinkedIn: Jay Ruderman | Ruderman Family Foundation Instagram: All About Change Podcast | Ruderman Family Foundation To learn more about the podcast, visit https://allaboutchangepodcast.com/…
Things Will Be Better Next Year (Christmas 2020)
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I wrote this one in 2020 when I was quarantining in a hotel in Moore, Oklahoma but never recorded the vocals for it. I asked Scotty if he would do the honors and he came through as always! Lyrics: Christmastime Where'd the year go Stuck inside Living echoes An endless parade of identical moments that shuffle away leaving no real impression at all Things will be better next year I know they will Things will be better next year Christmastime God I miss you Soon it won't Be an issue Maybe by June we can Meet at a restaurant Surrounded by people and think nothing of it at all Things will be better next year They have to be Things will be better next year
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I wrote this one in 2020 when I was quarantining in a hotel in Moore, Oklahoma but never recorded the vocals for it. I asked Scotty if he would do the honors and he came through as always! Lyrics: Christmastime Where'd the year go Stuck inside Living echoes An endless parade of identical moments that shuffle away leaving no real impression at all Things will be better next year I know they will Things will be better next year Christmastime God I miss you Soon it won't Be an issue Maybe by June we can Meet at a restaurant Surrounded by people and think nothing of it at all Things will be better next year They have to be Things will be better next year
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This is a collection of tracks meant for walking in the woods
This is a collection of tracks meant for walking in the woods
This is a collection of tracks meant for walking in the woods
This is a collection of tracks meant for walking in the woods
What Have You Done by Dan Warren
I wrote this one in 2020 when I was quarantining in a hotel in Moore, Oklahoma but never recorded the vocals for it. I asked Scotty if he would do the honors and he came through as always! Lyrics: Christmastime Where'd the year go Stuck inside Living echoes An endless parade of identical moments that shuffle away leaving no real impression at all Things will be better next year I know they will Things will be better next year Christmastime God I miss you Soon it won't Be an issue Maybe by June we can Meet at a restaurant Surrounded by people and think nothing of it at all Things will be better next year They have to be Things will be better next year…
I thought I might get you an iPad Or a year's membership at the gym But I put back my wallet Soon as I recalled that You’re an asshole that voted for him So I’m afraid you’re not getting a sweater Or massage chair to help calm your nerves No Nintendo Switch You dumb son of a bitch I’ll be giving you what you deserve You’re getting’ the finger for Christmas For all that you are and have done I’d give you some coal that’s as black as your soul But you’d prob’ly just burn it for fun I don’t know what you wanted for Christmas I assume that it was something else But you’re a huge piece of shit So you get what you get Here’s the finger, now go fuck yourself Fuck you America does have its problems Shit sucks for the whole working class But how dumb must you be To ever think he Would do shit to help your stupid ass I hope you're too rich to experience The impact of what you pricks did Cuz if you can't afford to They'll probably deport you To a country where you’ve never lived So you get the finger for Christmas ‘cuz you’ve given my country the same I’ll invite you my friend To sit on it and spin So fast that you burst into flames You’re getting the finger for Christmas And if you should think that’s unfair Hey I understand And I do have two hands So I’ll make it a matching pair Fuck you If you go to the mall to see Santa I honestly hope he’ll just say Suck my North Pole You stupid asshole And chase your ugly ass children away The damage you’ve done to America Will prob’ly be with us for life If you vote for that shit Of course you will get Told to go fuck yourself with a knife You’re getting the finger for Christmas You piece of shit snake in the grass If you want some egg nog You can suck my fat hog Shove your holiday cheer up your ass You’re getting the finger for Christmas And it can’t be exchanged or returned You voted for racists And son on that basis The finger is all that you’ve earned Fuck you…
This is a song that I actually wrote decades ago. Only a couple of people have ever heard it, and there's a reason for that; I feel like it's too easy for this one to be misunderstood, and I didn't want to hurt anyone's feelings with it. But with the election today I'm really feeling this pretty hard right now about the entirety of the USA, and if ever there was a time when I was ready to say "fuck it, if anyone gets mad that's their problem" it's right now. But do let me say this: make sure you listen to the whole thing. It's a simple song about a complicated emotion, and you haven't heard all of it until you've heard all of it. I grew up in Oklahoma feeling like I never really fit in there. When I left for other parts of the world that feeling was confirmed for me; it's not just that I'm generally a depressing misanthrope (although I am that too), it really was just a poor match between a person and a place. I just didn't fit there politically, religiously, or in basically any other way that doesn't involve barbecue or tacos. Having lived overseas for the past twelve years, I'm finding that's increasingly true of America in general. And that's hard, like seriously really hard, because for both Oklahoma and the USA there are so many people that I care so much about there. I love going home and seeing all of them, and treasure every second when I do. I just can't be happy in those places long term, and less so now than ever. I've lost an awful lot of friends back home for someone my age, and I do wonder if I would have lived as long as I have if I'd stayed there and grown old with that feeling. If any of my Oklahoman, or more generally American, friends have made it this far and have mixed feelings about the song or this description, I understand. Just know that it ain't you, it's me. For all that I"m glad I left, I'm also glad that I grew up there and you're why. You're the reason I go back, and I miss you all terribly when I'm not there. We'll see you soon. Anyway, here are the lyrics: We stuck it to the man but it just kept falling off again stuck it to the man but it wound up right back in our hands, so close your eyes and open up your mouth you'll leave your jaw hanging slack to see how fast I'm driving out of Oklahoma sometime this afternoon I'll cross the border bet anything you like that you won't see me cast a wistful glance over my shoulder I always hang my head on the hook right by the door when I get home I just don't feel like thinking any more, so I close my eyes, ignore the input of my ears and I try so hard not to notice that I've never fit in here Oklahoma sometime this afternoon come turn me over bet anything you like that you won't wake me at least not that I'll remember when I'm sober but I ain't dying in my sleep Stuck it to the man but it just kept falling off again I stuck it to the man but it all fell off, so here I stand close my mouth, there's nothing left to say you know I love you and I'll miss you but I simply cannot stay Oklahoma sometime this afternoon I'll cross the border while the sun is in your eyes and you can't see me cast a wistful glance over my shoulder but I ain't dying in my sleep in Oklahoma sometime this afternoon come turn me over bet anything you like that you won't wake me 'least not that I'll remember when I'm sober but I ain't dying in my sleep in Oklahoma…
I'm working on a bunch of new music that I'm not ready to post yet, so for now here's a lovely soundscape from this morning, recorded at my little rental house on Lake Hume. It was a very rainy morning, and an Aussie magpie was hanging out in the tree right outside my window, quietly talking to itself about all the worms it was planning to eat once the rain went away. It's out there in the yard now, making the dream come true.…
Just messing around with some random short vocal snippets from a Youtube tutorial on Japanese grammar by Cure Dolly. Bass is Venus Theory's excellent foghorn sample library for Spitfire Labs.
Just a quick and dirty living room demo I recorded on my iPad of something I'm working on. Give me your credit cards I wanna buy you a gift Down at the grocery store I'll need a lift It's too far for walking And I've had a few But I wanna buy something Really special for you No, I won't buy more than you'd allow I think I know you well enough by now I heard your new record It's really not bad You get so much mileage Out of always being sad You use the finest materials To frame your broken heart So that all of the tourists Will think you're this work of art But you know I don't buy your stories anyhow I think I know you well enough by now The last time I saw you You were walking home alone I offered to drive you but you said The city knows its own I said "that's a good line, sunshine, take a fucking bow, and I think I know you well enough by now"…
This is a bunch of instrumental music I made for a documentary called River Runner many years ago, just sort of stuffed together in one track.
I don't know why I made this either but here it is.
This is a track I did for the Frog Fractions 2 ARG, it was meant to be an artifact from the remains of the civilization of Bug Mars. It's a song of mourning in the last days of a dying civilization. Lyrics: There was no war, there was no victory No grand defeat to make some sense of the Things that we lost, things that we gave for free Because we never understood That when it's gone, it's gone for good The sparkles kill and then they fade away The heart grows still amid the world's decay Even the atmosphere has bled away And still we never understood That when it's gone, it's gone for good…
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