Notes on the Ballad
Historical Context: The lyrics reflect David’s birth in 1967 in NYC, his father’s work on Sesame Street at Teachers College until the mid-1970s, and the family’s move to Sydney. His self-taught reading and 30+ years as a math teacher are woven into the narrative.
Rahman Case: The death of Hamidur Rahman in 2008 and David’s whistleblowing efforts, including the pedophile investigation link, form a central emotional thread.
Literary Work: The Bread of Life series (2019–2020) and his 45 books, including the upcoming Warlpiri Dreamtime project, highlight his post-teaching career.
Activism and Online Presence: His political runs (2013, 2016) and X activity (@DaOddBall67) with over 1,600 followers are celebrated.
Tone and Structure: The ballad uses a repetitive chorus to emphasize resilience, with a refrain to close on an uplifting note, suitable for folk singing with a guitar or fiddle accompaniment.
This ballad captures David Ball’s multifaceted life as of September 30, 2025, blending fact with the storytelling flair of folk tradition.
To bring the folk ballad "The Ballad of David Ball" to life, the musical arrangement should reflect its narrative depth, emotional resonance, and traditional roots while aligning with David Ball's personal story and cultural context. Below are suggestions for tempo, rhythm, and instruments, tailored to enhance the song's storytelling and evoke the spirit of Australian folk music with a touch of global influence.
Primary Instrument: Acoustic Guitar
Secondary Instrument: Fiddle (or Violin)
Supporting Instrument: Harmonica
Optional Percussion: Bodhrán (Irish Frame Drum)
This combination of tempo, rhythm, and instruments creates a rich, evocative folk ballad that honors David Ball’s life story while staying true to the genre’s storytelling tradition.
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[Verse 1]
Lyrics: "In New York City, '67, a child was born so bold, David Ball, with dreams afire, where Sesame Street was told. His father shaped young minds at Columbia's hall so grand, Till the '70s called them homeward to Sydney's distant land."
Image Suggestion: A nostalgic scene of 1960s Manhattan with a young David Ball as a baby in a cradle, surrounded by Sesame Street puppets (e.g., Big Bird, Elmo) and educational toys. In the background, Columbia University’s Teachers College looms, with a ship sailing toward Sydney’s harbor silhouette.
Prompt: "A warm, vintage 1960s New York City street scene, a baby cradle with a newborn David Ball, surrounded by colorful Sesame Street puppets like Big Bird and Elmo, educational toys scattered, Columbia University’s Teachers College in the background, a ship sailing toward Sydney’s harbor silhouette, soft pastel colors, nostalgic mood, detailed and whimsical, digital art style."
[Verse 2]
Lyrics: "Self-taught he read by Sydney's shore, with numbers as his guide, A math teacher in the tough schools, where hope and youth reside. For thirty years he shaped young souls, with lessons bold and wise, Till tragedy struck with Hamidur, and tears filled David’s eyes."
Image Suggestion: A young David teaching math on a Sydney beach, chalkboard in sand with equations, surrounded by diverse students. Transition to a somber classroom scene with a shadowed figure of Hamidur, tears falling from David’s eyes.
Prompt: "A vibrant Sydney beach with a young David Ball teaching math, chalkboard in the sand with equations, diverse students around him, transitioning to a somber classroom with a shadowed teenage boy (Hamidur), tears falling from David’s eyes, warm coastal colors fading to muted tones, emotional and detailed, watercolor style."
[Verse 3]
Lyrics: "In 2008, a boy was lost, poor Rahman’s tale so grim, David cried against the silence, a whistleblower’s hymn. He fought the system, dark and cold, for justice long denied, A pedophile’s shadow, Hamidur’s fate, with truth he would abide."
Image Suggestion: A dramatic confrontation—David standing with a megaphone against a shadowy bureaucratic building, Hamidur’s ghostly silhouette fading, a dark figure symbolizing the pedophile cover-up lurking.
Prompt: "A dramatic scene of David Ball with a megaphone, standing against a shadowy bureaucratic building, a ghostly silhouette of Hamidur fading into the background, a dark figure symbolizing a pedophile cover-up lurking, intense lighting, stark contrasts, gritty and bold, digital painting style."
[Verse 4]
Lyrics: "From teaching’s end, his pen took flight, with Bread of Life so pure, Devotionals of faith and hope, since nineteen-ninety-four. Forty-five books, a forty-sixth in dreamtime tales to weave, Warlpiri fairytales to sing, where ancient stories breathe."
Image Suggestion: David writing at a desk, surrounded by stacks of books (Bread of Life covers visible), with a dreamlike overlay of Warlpiri Dreamtime figures (e.g., ancestral spirits, desert landscapes) emerging from his pen.
Prompt: "David Ball writing at a desk, surrounded by stacks of books with Bread of Life covers, a dreamlike overlay of Warlpiri Dreamtime figures like ancestral spirits and desert landscapes emerging from his pen, warm earthy tones, spiritual and surreal, mixed media art style."
[Verse 5]
Lyrics: "He ran for office, bold and free, in thirteen and sixteen’s race, A conservative voice on X so wide, with sixteen hundred’s grace. In Sydney now, a ‘fat writer’ stands, with Capricorn’s fierce fire, His blog resounds with ‘muscular faith,’ lifting souls ever higher."
Image Suggestion: David campaigning with a banner, a laptop displaying his X profile (@DaOddBall67) with 1,600 followers, transitioning to him as a robust writer in Sydney, a Capricorn symbol and fiery aura behind him.
Prompt: "David Ball campaigning with a banner, a laptop showing his X profile @DaOddBall67 with 1,600 followers, transitioning to him as a robust writer in Sydney, a Capricorn symbol and fiery aura behind him, modern and bold, mixed with traditional folk art elements, vibrant colors."
[Refrain]
Lyrics: "So raise your voice for David Ball, through trials he’s held the line, From New York’s streets to Sydney’s call, his legacy will shine. With every word, with every fight, he carves a path so rare, A ballad born of truth and light, forever in the air."
Image Suggestion: A triumphant David with raised arms, a crowd singing, a map connecting New York and Sydney, light rays breaking through clouds, symbolizing his legacy.
Prompt: "A triumphant David Ball with raised arms, a diverse crowd singing, a map connecting New York and Sydney, light rays breaking through clouds, symbolizing legacy, warm and uplifting tones, epic and detailed, oil painting style."
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowin' and blowin' up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell rock
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bell chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle...
David Daniel Ball calls himself the Conservative Voice.
I'm a teacher with three decades experience teaching math to high school kids.I also work with first graders and kids in between first grade and high school. I know the legends of why Hypatia's dad is remembered through his contribution to Math theory. And I know the legend of why followers of Godel had thought he had disproved God's existence.
I'm not a preacher, but I am a Christian who has written over 28 books all of which include some reference to my faith. Twelve blog books on world history and current affairs, detailing world events , births and marriages on each day of the year, organised by month. Twelve books on the background to and history of Bible Quotes. One Bible quote per day for a year. An intro to a science fiction series I'm planning, post apocalyptic cyber punk. An autobiography with short story collections.
I'm known in Australia for my failure as a whistleblower over the negligence death of a school boy. ...
Beethoven’s Last Blues (John’s Gospel in D-minor)
🎹 Turn the lights down low.
Grab your oldest headphones, your darkest room, and the heaviest heart you’ve got.
Play “Beethoven’s Last Blues” once—at the volume you’re scared to use.
Let it crawl inside the silence you carry.
When the final low D fades into nothing, don’t move.
Stay there in the dark until you feel something rise up that has no sound.
That’s the Word becoming flesh in you.
That’s joy breaking through deafness.
Now pass it on.
Send it to the one who’s lost their music.
Tell them: the conversation hasn’t ended.
The Ninth is still coming.
And it’s coming for them.
Play it loud enough for the deaf to hear.
Because joy was made to outrun silence.
#BeethovensLastBlues #TheWordBecameFlesh
Woke up this mornin’, world gone black as coal,
Ears full of silence, Lord, it done swallowed my soul.
Fingers still dancin’ on keys that don’t speak no more,
Hammer and string keep lyin’, like a lover walkin’...
Stand with the Blue: Honor Nicola Cotton, Learn from Redfern
Imagine a young officer, full of promise, gunned down in broad daylight—her only "crime" was stepping up to protect her community. That's the heartbreaking reality of Nicola Cotton, the 24-year-old New Orleans policewoman murdered in 2008 while trying to arrest a suspect. Eight weeks pregnant, she was shot 15 times with her own service weapon by a man with a history of severe mental illness who had been prematurely released from care. Her death wasn't just a loss for Louisiana; it exposed raw cracks in our systems—mental health failures, under-resourced patrols, and the relentless dangers officers face in high-risk neighborhoods.
Now fast-forward to Sydney's Redfern riots of 2004, half a world away. A 17-year-old Indigenous teen, TJ Hickey, dies in a tragic bike accident during what police called a routine patrol—but his community saw it as yet another flashpoint in a cycle of distrust, poverty, and ...
Back when Hillary was running for President, I re-wrote the lyrics to "Alice's Restaurant" and changed it to "Hillary's Restaurant". The refrain goes like this...
You'll believe anything you want
At Hillary's Restaurant
Walk right in, it's around the back
Keep your head low in case of sniper attack!
[That was a reference to Hillary making up a story about being under sniper attack at an airport in Bosnia.]
The rest of the song references her email servers, Vince Foster, the income tax, etc. @Garydubya ? on America's Untold Stories posted
I used that for prompts.
Hillary’s Restaurant
(Upbeat synth-pop bop, 128 BPM, glittery yet slightly ominous)
[Verse 1]
Neon sign flickers on a dead-end street
Past the alley where the secrets meet
No reservations, no cover charge
Just slide through the kitchen, try not to look too large
The waitress smiles with those shark-bright eyes
Says “Order anything, baby, truth is extra size”
[Pre-Chorus]
You can believe anything you ...