Oh god, I was spared this when it was released, but a talk host mentioned Trump being way ahead in one respect, Songs dedicated to the Trump Train…
They took the melody from the song from the hunger games. I don’t see Hillary inspiring this sort of creativity. Though perhaps Bernie could.
Granted, the catchy Trump tune is not entirely original, Kennedy had more panache there
And this could be used as ammunition against Clinton, what if someone created a catchy anti Clinton song that highlighted how dreary she was while speaking?
I’m telling you guys, this is dangerous stuff.
I recall hearing Garrison Keillor on Prairie Home Companion a few years ago doing a retrospective on presidential campaign songs – time was when a song praising the candidate was a normal part of the process. The practice died out in the early 20th Century, I forget exactly when. Nowadays the parties simply use a party theme song that was not written for the party, let alone the candidate, like “Don’t Stop Thinkin’ About Tomorrow,” which replaced “Happy Days Are Here Again” as the Dems’ anthem.
Remember when ReaganCo thought Springsteen’s “Born in the USA” was a boisterously patriotic tune? Last I heard, Trump was a Rolling Stones fan. They are not a fan of him, however.
There was another one from 1960 that was really hilarious, done in marching band style complete with cheerleaders spelling out Nixon’s name. Can’t find it on a cursory search of YouTube, though. “He has the heart and the strength and youth/He’ll never be beat 'cause he tells the truth…Vote for Nixon on election day!”
They can get a blanket license from a record company that allows them to use pretty much any of its copyrighted music, which often runs into PR issues with the bands themselves. Otherwise it’d be infringement, which I certainly wouldn’t put past the Keystone Kops movie that is the Trump campaign.
I seem to hear a mighty chaunting, as America lets rip with a mighty theme song, like a great wind, in unison from sea to shining sea:
Hillary-Piggledy, my auld hen,
She lays eggs for gentlemen,
Sometimes nine and sometimes ten;
Gentlemen come every day
To see what my auld hen has laid.