Wednesday, September 14, 2005

the Pogues: "I got pissed and I got pinned"


IF I SHOULD FALL FROM GRACE WITH GOD

If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
But the angels won't receive me

Let me go, boys
Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

This land was always ours
Was the proud land of our fathers
It belongs to us and them
Not to any of the others

Let them go, boys
Let them go, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

Bury me at sea
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me
If I rock upon the waves
Then no corpse can lie upon me

It's coming up three, boys
Keeps coming up three, boys
Let them go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry

If I should fall from grace with God
Where no doctor can relieve me
If I'm buried 'neath the sod
But the angels won't receive me

Let me go, boys
Let me go, boys
Let me go down in the mud
Where the rivers all run dry



STREAMS OF WHISKEY

Last night as I slept
I dreamt I met with Behan
I shook him by the hand and we passed the time of day
When questioned on his views
On the crux of life's philosophies
He had but these few clear and simple words to say

I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

I have cursed, bled and sworn
Jumped bail and landed up in jail
Life has often tried to stretch me
But the rope always went slack
And now that I've a pile
I'll go down to the Chelsea
I'll walk in on my feet
But I'll leave there on my back

Because I'm going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I'm going, I'm going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

Oh the words that he spoke
Seemed the wisest of philosophies
There was nothing ever gained
By a wet thing called a tear
When the world is too dark
And I need the light inside of me
I'll walk into a bar
And drink fifteen pints of beer

Because I'm going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing

I am going, I am going
Any which way the wind may be blowing
I am going, I am going
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing
Where streams of whiskey are flowing


RAIN STREET

The church bell rings
An old drunk sings
A young girl hocks her wedding ring
Down on Rain Street

Down the alley the icewagon flew
Picked up a stiff that was turning blue
The local kids were sniffin' glue
Not much else for a kid to do
Down Rain Street

Father McGreer buys an ice cold beer
And a short for Father Loyola
Father Joe's got the clap again
He's drinking Coca-Cola
Down on Rain Street

Bless me Father I have sinned
I got pissed and I got pinned
And God can't help the shape I'm in
Down on Rain Street

There's a Tesco on the sacred ground
Where I pulled her knickers down
While Judas took his measly price
And St Anthony gazed in awe at Christ
Down on Rain Street

I gave my love a goodnight kiss
I tried to take a late night piss
But the toiled moved so again I missed
Down Rain Street

I sat on the floor and watched TV
Thanking Christ for the BBC
A stupid fucking place to be
Down Rain Street

I took my Eileen by the hand
Walk with me was her command
I dreamt we were walking on the strand
Down Rain Street

That night Rain Street went on for miles
That night on Rain Street somebody smiled
un·clench ( P ) Pronunciation Key (n-klnch)
v. un·clenched, un·clench·ing, un·clench·es
v. tr.

To loosen from a clenched position; relax: unclench one's fists.

v. intr.
To become unclenched.

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

My brother-in-law who hadn't seen me in a while described my beard as looking a bit Amish (hadn't thought of that one), so here you go:


my new look! (almost looks like me)

Sunday, September 11, 2005


Presence - Led Zeppelin - 1976

30,000 watts of RIFFS RIFFS RIFFS RIFFS RIFFS RIFFS AND TELEPHONE POLE DRUMSTICKS

ThinkGeek :: I'm blogging this.

Friday, September 09, 2005

There is hope for geeks everywhere...
Engineer Girl

(crap, not the kind of site I thought it was)


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Time Artist Song Album Label

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8:49 The Saturday Knights The Gospel The Saturday Knights demo

DJ Comments: Playing JITM at NIGHT Sept 10th at the Croc. Tomorrow! Opening! Holy shit!

----- air break -----

8:47 Editors Lights The Back Room Kitchenware

8:42 Silversun Pickups Kissing Families Pikul Dangerbird

8:38 Elbow Station Approach Leaders of the Free World

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8:31 Battle Tendency Transgressive Records

DJ Comments: 'Demons', a 2nd release from the monstrously touted Battle, due on September 19th http://www.transgressiverecords.co.uk/

8:26 Clap Your Hands Say Yeah The Skin Of My Yellow Country Teeth Clap Your Hands Say Yeah Clap Your Hands Say Yeah

8:23 Wolf Parade Dear Sons and Daughters of Hungry Ghosts Apologies to the Queen Mary Sub Pop

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8:16 Mission Of Burma That's When I Reach For My Revolver Accomplished - The Best of Mission of Burma Ryko

DJ Comments: tonight: Sept. 9th - Columbia, MO http://www.missionofburma.com


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Mission of Burma

Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams
But all of that is changed now
They've turned things inside out
The truth is not that comfortable, no

And mother taught us patience
The virtues of restraint
And father taught us boundaries
Beyond which we must go
To find the secrets promised us, yeah

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way

A friend of mine once told me
His one and only aim
To build a giant castle
And live inside his name
Cry and whispers sing in muted pain

That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when it all gets blown away
That's when I reach for my revolver
The spirit fights to find its way

Tonight the sky is empty
But that is nothing new
Its dead eyes look upon us
And they tell me we're nothing but slaves

That's when I reach for my revolver
(...but slaves)
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver
That's when I reach for my revolver

Mission of Burma - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

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This one's for you, Frank:

Worst Case Scenarios

How to Survive If Your Parachute Fails to Open

1. As soon as you realize that your chute is bad, signal to a jumping companion whose chute has not yet opened that you are having a malfunction. Wave your arms and point to your chute.

2. When your companion (and new best friend) gets to you, hook arms.

3. Once you are hooked together, the two of you will be falling at terminal velocity, or about 130 miles per hour. When your friend opens his chute, there will be no way either of you will be able hold on to one another, because the G-forces will triple or quadruple your body weight. To prepare for this problem, hook your arms into his chest strap, or through the two sides of the front of his harness, all the way up to your elbows, and grab hold of your own strap.

4. Open the chute. The chute opening shock will be severe, probably enough to dislocate or break your arms.

5. Steer the canopy. Your friend must now hold on to you with one arm while steering his canopy (the part of the chute that controls direction and speed). If your friend’s canopy is slow and big, you may hit the grass or dirt slowly enough to break only a leg, and your chances of survival are high. If his canopy is a fast one, however, your friend will have to steer to avoid hitting the ground too fast. You must also avoid power lines and other obstructions at all costs.

6. If there is a body of water nearby, head for that. Of course, once you hit the water, you will have to tread with just your legs and hope that your partner is able to pull you out before your chute takes in water.

How to Prepare.

Check your chute before you jump. The good news is that today’s parachutes are built to open, so even if you make big mistakes packing them, they tend to sort themselves out. The reserve chute, however, must be packed by a certified rigger and must be perfect as it is your last resort. Make sure that:

* The parachute is folded in straight lines—that there are no twists.

* The slider is positioned correctly to keep the parachute from opening too fast.





24 oz

4 shots espresso
cocoa powder
raspberry syrup
steamed milk violently tortured

no sleep til monday

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Ophelia

Ophelia - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

Ophelia means several things:
Ophelia is a fictional character in William Shakespeare's play Hamlet.
Ophelia is a painting by John Everett Millais.
Ophelia is a choreographic piano piece by John Cage.
Ophelia is a moon of Uranus.
171 Ophelia is an asteroid.
Ophelia is an album by Natalie Merchant
Reviving Ophelia is a 1995 book by Mary Pipher which discusses the problems faced by adolescent girls in trying to retain a sense of self.
Ophelia is on the list of tropical cyclone names for storms in the Atlantic Ocean and will be the name of the fifteenth storm in 2005.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Eight miles high and when you touch down
You'll find that it's stranger than known
Signs in the street that say where you're going
Are somewhere just being their own


Nowhere is there warmth to be found
among those afraid of losing their ground
Rain gray town known for its sound
In places small faces unbound


Round the squares huddled in storms
Some laughing some just shapeless forms
Sidewalk scenes and black limousines
Some living some standing alone

"Eight Miles High" by The Byrds (1966)

BBC - Radio 2 - Sold On Song - Song Library - Eight Miles High

Monday, August 29, 2005

two



In just two days, tomorrow will be yesterday.
Anonymous

Let us read and let us dance - two amusements that will never do any harm to the world.
Voltaire

Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let your affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand instead of a million count half a dozen, and keep your accounts on your thumb-nail.
Henry David Thoreau

There are only two mistakes one can make along the road to truth; not going all the way, and not starting.
Buddha

I've been to Canada, and I've always gotten the impression that I could take the country over in about two days.
Jon Stewart

When I turned two I was really anxious, because I'd doubled my age in a year. I thought, if this keeps up, by the time I'm six I'll be ninety.
Steven Wright

To do two things at once is to do neither.
Publilius Syrus

indigo




airborne


Sunday, August 28, 2005

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Friday, August 26, 2005

1) The New Pornographers-"Sing Me Spanish Techno"
This song has it all, smart music, clever lyrics and point of view, plus one of great hooks of all time--"listening too long---to one song, listening too long---" a perfectly realized pop masterpiece that predicts the it's own future--I am listening to one song, tooo long!

Great New Addictive Songs


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(might be fragment of the lyrics)

Traveling at Godspeed
over the hills and trails
I have refused my call
pushin' my lazy sails
into the blue flame
I want to crash here right now
the hourglass fills with sand
if only to punish you

For listening too long to one song
listening too long to one song
sing me Spanish techno

Thursday, August 25, 2005

Six




BREAKDOWN: Six Million Dollar Man vs. Maj. Tony Nelson
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Playlist


5:32pm
Artist: Amadou & Mariam
Song: Artistiya
Album: Dimanche A Bamako
DJ Comments: Poised to stand as the year's biggest album by a pair of blind musicians from Mali

Music: Dimanche a Bamako

Daily Download: "In a Manner of Speaking," Nouvelle Vague

Regular readers will recall that I was pleasantly surprised, shocked even, to find that the Nouvelle Vague (bossa nova versions of new wave classics) record was not only not an execrable piece of gimmickry, but was even, gasp, really good. Their version of the Clash's "Guns of Brixton" is already available for free download, but I'm really delighted to offer an exclusive download of the best track on the record, a slow bossa nova take on Tuxedomoon's "In a Manner of Speaking." It's the singing, by Parisian artist Camille (a little more information about her here), that makes this track so exceptional, a slyly, meltingly phrased performance that is the vocal equivalent of a private striptease. SALON EXCLUSIVE Free Download: "In a Manner of Speaking"




salon.com

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

"two sips from the cup of human kindness and i'm shitfaced"

47 minutes 46 seconds of sonic euphoria - a Peanut Buster Parfait for the ears
the new pornographers official website

Glide Magazine: Twin Cinema

The New Pornographers: Twin Cinema: Pitchfork Review
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