I'm much too ignorant about the issues to say anything about the situation in Egypt, now in its twelfth day. But this last song, written during the reign of Prince Ronnie, and nominally about the cold war, makes me think of the rebellion there. This song has always given me goosebumps, but it's especially compelling now.
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Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
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Wall of Voodoo, Tomorrow:
Lloyd Cole, Perfect Skin:
The Call, The Walls Came Down:
I'm much too ignorant about the issues to say anything about the situation in Egypt, now in its twelfth day. But this last song, written during the reign of Prince Ronnie, and nominally about the cold war, makes me think of the rebellion there. This song has always given me goosebumps, but it's especially compelling now.
I'm much too ignorant about the issues to say anything about the situation in Egypt, now in its twelfth day. But this last song, written during the reign of Prince Ronnie, and nominally about the cold war, makes me think of the rebellion there. This song has always given me goosebumps, but it's especially compelling now.
wallpaper Bring the Excitement Home!
Now you too can ignite consciousness! Trigger sentience in a primitive mind! Start a landslide of self-awareness! Fire the starting gun in the long, difficult race from the primordial ooze to intelligence!
wallpaper I'm sending a dozen to Glenn Beck. Oh, and Bill O'Reilly. Mustn't forget "Where'd that come from" O'Reilly. (picture from Skull Swap)
wallpaper I'm sending a dozen to Glenn Beck. Oh, and Bill O'Reilly. Mustn't forget "Where'd that come from" O'Reilly. (picture from Skull Swap)
wallpaper News Item
35 dead, 74 injured in Italian hunting season. Tom Lehrer was prescient. From 1960:
wallpaper Thank you all my blog friends!
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wallpaper Click at the music first. This is the way I found to thank all the bloggers that inspired me to keep going and showed me many great things. Thank you all!
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wallpaper I thank you for the things you have shown me
Thank you for the love of my life
So far anyway now it’s really really over
O God I really thank you baby
Most of all I thank you for your love
Like good people should do anyway
I thank you
I really thank you
All of my life
I really thank you
My souvenirs I hold them and remember
All the days for the rest of my life
Truth is I miss you in all the ways you will imagine
See me feel me I wanna say .THANK YOU ALL!.
Music: Thank you by Simply Red: I like Mick Hucknall's powerful voice and many of the songs he did cause they unite people.
wallpaper Saturd80's In the Southern Hemisphere
Okay, in their never-ending quest to take things that work perfectly well and improve them by utterly screwing them up, the innernetz powers that be have changed YouTube embedding. These show up fine in preview and in RSS, but are not displaying correctly or at all on my blogspot page. I've linked the names to the YouTube pages.
Hoodoo Gurus, Bittersweet:
Hoodoo Gurus, Bittersweet:
wallpaper A Star is Born
Judy Garland sings Born in a Trunk
(part 1 -- part 2 below)
(part 1 -- part 2 below)
I have been busy filling in two of the gaping lacuna in my cultural awareness. I watched both the 1954 (Judy Garland & James Mason) and the 1976 (Barbara Striesand & Kris Kristopherson) remakes of A Star is Born for the first time.
I'm star struck.
No that is too glib and too cliche.
I'm thunderstruck.
Again with the cliche.
I'm gaga.
I give in. Sometimes words just can't be worthy.
I'd never seen Judy Garland in anything besides Wizard of Oz so this was a huge treat getting to hear how her voice and acting had matured into adulthood.
The film was just gorgeous all the way through. Not just the set of this musical number.
Barbara Streisand sings Watch Closely Now in the final scene of A Star is Born 1976
The scripts of the two movies were very different with only a handful of lines in common. The basic plot was quite similar but with definite differences due to changes in the culture in the intervening decades. In the first it was the 1950s Hollywood scene and in the second it was the 1970s rock and roll scene.
In both an aging star loosing his grip on his career discovers a new talent and paves her way to stardom. They fall in love. Against his better judgment he marries her and there is hope for a time that her love for him can anchor him and his for her redeem him. But he succumbs to jealousy as her star rises while his crashes and burns. Disgraceful behavior on his part nearly destroys her career and he realizes she is willing to sacrifice her stardom to continue what he sees as her hopeless attempts to save him from himself so he commits suicide.
Oh yes a hanky honker.
A bit of a spoiler that if you've never seen or heard of either one of these movies but not so much unless plot is the be all and end all of story for you because there is so much more to the story. To both stories.
Here Barbara performs one of my fav songs from the movie Woman in the Moon in 2006 just days after the elections that sent a record number of women to Congress--well over 70 between the two houses. We had zero the year A Star is Born was in theaters. The year I graduated high school.
The line in this song, 'I was raised in a no-you-don't' world.' gave me goosebumps.
I watched both of these now because I'd had them in my Netflix instant queue for months and was alerted earlier this week that they would stop streaming on the 19th. I had not been aware of the 1937 original film staring Janet Gaynor and Fredric March before it came up in my Netflix searches. It wasn't streaming so I put in my DVD queue. But while I was looking for clips of the 1954 and 1976 remakes to embed in this post I found that someone had posted the entire film of the original 1937 on YouTube. And it is embedable! At least for now.
So I'll probably be watching it tonight.
I understand it is not a musical like the other two and that the rumors are that the story is based on the real life story of Barbara Stanwyck and Frank Fay. I remember Stanwyck as an aging female bit part player or character actress in the sixties but I'd never heard of Frank Fay.
wallpaper Warhol, Updated
In the future, all Republicans will have fifteen minutes of fame, which they will use to run for president. (Paraphrased from Upper Left, via Balloon Juice.)
David Byrne, "In the Future," from Music For The Knee Plays. Lyrics:
David Byrne, "In the Future," from Music For The Knee Plays. Lyrics:
In the future everyone will have the same haircut and the same clothes.
In the future everyone will be very fat from the starchy diet..
In the future everyone will be very thin from not having enough to eat..
In the future it will be next to impossible to tell girls from boys, even in bed.
In the future men will be "super-masculine" and women will be "ultra-feminine."
In the future half of us will be "mentally ill."
In the future there will be no religion or spiritualism of any sort.
In the future the "psychic arts" will be put to practical use.
In the future we will not think that "nature" is beautiful.
In the future the weather will always be the same.
In the future no one will fight with anyone else.
In the future there will be an atomic war.
In the future water will be expensive.
In the future all material items will be free.
In the future everyone's house will be like a little fortress.
In the future everyone's house will be a total entertainment center.
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very happy.
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very filthy.
In the future everyone but the wealthy will be very healthy.
In the future TV will be so good that the printed word will function as an art form only.
In the future people with boring jobs will take pills to relieve the boredom.
In the future no one will live in cities
In the future there will be mini-wars going on everywhere.
In the future everyone will think about love all the time.
In the future political and other decisions will be based completely on opinion polls.
In the future there will be machines which will produce a religious experience in the user.
In the future there will be groups of wild people, living in the wilderness.
In the future there will be only paper money, which will be personalized.
In the future there will be a classless society.
In the future everyone will only get to go home once a year.
In the future everyone will stay home all the time.
In the future we will not have time for leisure activities.
In the future we will only "work" one day a week.
In the future our bodies will be shriveled up but our brains will be bigger.
In the future there will be starving people everywhere.
In the future people will live in space.
In the future no one will be able to afford TV.
In the future the helpless will be killed.
In the future everyone will have their own style of way-out clothes.
In the future we will make love to anything anytime anywhere.
In the future there will be so much going on that no one will be able to keep track of it
wallpaper Roses of Success
I just had to pull the third blue row out of the baby afghan for the second time in twelve hours.
This is the kind of thing that tends to make me crazy with frustration, second guessing and self-loathing.
Not to mention project loathing.
To make matters worse I spilled the left over peas while clearing the table tonight and made a mess all over the table, the side of the table cloth, my pant leg and foot, the floor and the chair leg. Who knew pea juice could be so sticky!
My MIL had to come in and clean it up as I'd have likely made a bigger mess of it. Plus I was hopping on one foot trying to clean the other with a paper towel so as not to track it. She's going to have to mop the entire kitchen floor again.
I had to get a shower and put on clean clothes in order to protect the bedding and the afghan as I continued working. I blithely finished the blue row which I'd left off at the call to dinner with about twenty to thirty stitches left or two to three inches. Out of 300 stitches or 36 inches.
Then I inspected the row looking for egregious mistakes. The kind that mess up the pattern or stymie the stitches on the next row. Again I'd made it almost to the far end of the row before finding the error. I'd already heaved that big sigh of relief and almost begun to reach for the scissors to clip the white thread of the row below so I could bring it around to start the next row.
The mistake was very similar to the one I made this morning before I slept--I'd skipped a stitch (which meant nothing to attach the stitch in the next row to once I'd worked it back that far) and had 'fixed' the hitch in the pattern by repeating a double crochet instead of alternating with the triple as required. This morning I'd made the mistake in stitches three thru six. This evening it was stitches fourteen thru seventeen.
Like I said. This is the kind of thing that makes me crazy.
But last night Ed and I watched Chitty Chitty Bang Banb together and the song about roses growing in the ashes of failure spoke to me and later I'd hunted for it on YouTube so I had it handy to refresh my spirit.
And I'm reminded to be grateful that I found the error before I put in the next row. Because I would have found it when I reached that point and then had to take out two rows!!
Like I did twice with the first green row first with white row below it and then with the white row above it. That experience prompted me to inspect each row before starting the next. That takes about three minutes but saves me up to 70 minutes if a mistake is found. For though I have to take out the current row back to the mistake I don't have to take out the portion of the row above that was worked back to the mistake.
The theme of the song, Roses of Success, is that mistakes always teach you something you can build on for the next try. This time I think the lesson is that I need to inspect the current row any time I'm interrupted enough to put the work down. Because I do believe both mistakes in the blue row today occurred as I resumed work after such an interruption.
Roses of Success Lyrics:
Every bursted bubble has a glory!
Each abysmal failure makes a point!
Every glowing path that goes astray,
Shows you how to find a better way.
So every time you stumble never grumble.
Next time you'll bumble even less!
For up from the ashes, up from the ashes, grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Oh yes!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses!
From the ashes of disaster grow the roses of success!
(spoken) Yes I know but he wants it to float.
It will!
For every big mistake you make be grateful!
Hear, hear!
That mistake you'll never make again!
No sir!
Every shiny dream that fades and dies,
Generates the steam for two more tries!
(Oh) There's magic in the wake of a fiasco!
Correct!
It gives you that chance to second guess!
Oh yes!
Then up from the ashes, up from the ashes grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses!
From the ashes of disaster grow the roses of success!
Disaster didn't stymie Louis Pasteur!
No sir!
Edison took years to see the light!
Right!
Alexander Graham knew failure well; he took a lot of knocks to ring that
bell!
So when it gets distressing it's a blessing!
Onward and upward you must press!
Yes, Yes!
Till up from the ashes, up from the ashes grow the roses of success.
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses of success!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Grow the roses!
Those rosy roses
Those rosy roses
Those rosy roses
From the ashes of disaster, grow the roses of success!
Start the engines!
Success!
Batten the hatches!
Success!
Man the shrouds!
Lift the anchor!
Success!
wallpaper Stanley Kubrick's Barry Lyndon
I watched this 3 hour movie streaming on Netflix this afternoon. I can't believe I'd never heard of it before I put it in my Instant Queue a few weeks ago. I had not planned to watch it today or anytime soon really but it was one of 30 movies on my Instant Queue that were going to stop streaming as of January 1. This was the second of the two movies off that list that I got to watch today. The fist was Ghost. I chose both via two main criteria: it was unavailable from the library so I'd have to use one of my 3 Netflix DVD slots to send for it and it was something I thought I could watch with half an eye while crocheting. Ghost fit this latter criteria because it was a multiple rewatch for me and I wanted to listen to the soundtrack more than I needed to see the story again. I chose Barry Lyndon based on the reviews complaining about its slow pace and length.
I was so wrong to think that a movie based on William Makepeace Thackeray's picaresque novel that was slow paced could be watched with half an eye. Not only did I end up having to take out and redo in the second half of the film the two rows of the baby afghan I'd accomplished in the first half, I discovered late in the film that I'd been missing a lot of story that was presented visually. It is not enough to listen to the narrator and dialog only.
Besides missing many story elements by glancing at the screen one or two out of every five seconds, I had missed a lot of the visual artistry Kubrick had given this film. Every scene was like a 18th century painting come to life and choreographed like a dance. The use of color and light was enchanting.
As enchanting as the visual elements was the musical scoring of this film with the use of many classical pieces including Handel's Sarrabande as the primary theme throughout which was given several distinct renderings according to the mood of the scenes via use of different instruments and pacing. That and several other pieces I've not yet identified by name and artist continue to haunt me hours later.
I do believe I'm going to have to send for this one after all. In order to watch it start to finish without taking my eyes off the screen for more than the occasional blink. In fact this is probably going to go on my short list of movies to own that I would watch repeatedly.
Above is the scene in which the Irish rake Barry seduces the married Lady Lyndon during a card game. Note the sparsity of dialog. I actually missed most of this scene during the movie and only got its full impact while watching this YouTube.
Below is the scene near the end of the duel that takes place about ten years after the above scene in which Barry Lyndon and his stepson Lord Bullington square off. Because this was the third of three duels that framed the story as told by Kubrick, I do believe he was trying to say something about the duel as a concept or its role in that era but I'm not clear exactly what.
Lending to the poignancy of this scene are both the memory of the duel Barry fought at a similar age to Lord Bullington and the fact that shortly before his own son with the Lady Lyndon had died in an accident and thus the death of this son in the duel would leave her bereft of both sons.
Based on the material I've read online after watching the movie, I understand that Kubrick changed the story dramatically by including this scene which was either not in the novel or had a quite different outcome and by leaving out the several decades of Barry Lyndon's life that followed in the novel. Now I'm intrigued to give reading the novel a try. I don't believe I've ever read a Thakeray.
wallpaper A Song From My Childhood
It moved me then, and still does... Halloween during the Yuletide Season. Peter, Paul and Mary, A 'Soalin.
wallpaper Song For A Winter's Night
Sarah McLachlan's cover of Gordon Lightfoot's song. Oh, Canada, you torment me so.
wallpaper Zappadan, The Final Day
With the anniversary of the bebe Zappa's birth, we close the door on yet another joyous Zappadan season with Florentine Pogen. May all the weird blessing of the Zappa remain with you now and throughout the year.
wallpaper Grand Prix
Ed and I are about to watch Grand Prix and it won't be over before midnight so I'm opening a post to get the time stamp and will probably post something about the movie afterwards.
Later: Ed didn't make it to the end of the movie. He kept falling asleep so he gave up. He had been saying for an hour that it was almost over but though he'd seen it as a 10 year old and I'd never seen it, I could tell by the 'feel' of the story that it was closing in on the climax of the several story lines--three romantic relationships and the four racer's competing for the championship.
I sensed that even though I was mostly clueless in over half the scenes because I couldn't catch all the dialog. Ed asked that we not have captions as they interfere with the aesthetics of the cinematography and we couldn't have it turned up loud enough to compensate as his folks had gone to bed. So after I'd asked him for the fifth or sixth time in the first half hour what he/she had just said and caught a whiff of annoyance off him I decided to relax and crochet and get what I could out of the story and plan to watch it again alone on my netbook with headphones and captions before we send it back to the library.
Meanwhile I allowed the music of the soundtrack to trigger nostalgic memories of listening to my Dad's LP which had the themes of several movies one of which was this one.
I noticed Maurice Jarre's name in the titles as composer of the soundtrack and was intrigued as I became aware of Jarre from the soundtrack of Ghost which I used to own and nearly wore out the CD. Until I found the following YouTube montage of Jarre's soundtracks I was unaware he was responsible for Doctor Zhivago and Tin Drum as well. There were others on here that surprised me and also some that didn't show up on it that I was sure I remembered were his as well. I guess I need to look him up on Wikipedia to get the full scoop.
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I was watching the first season of Joan of Arcadia on DVD this past week and as before when the show was on TV, I fell in love with the theme song by Joan Osborne. This music video is pretty awesome too.
I have season 2 of Joan of Arcadia waiting for me at the library and will probably be picking it up tomorrow along with two or three other TV series seasons. Like Crossing Jordan 1 and Castle 2 and House 2. Once again they have either come earlier than I counted on or we delayed picking them up so that more than I can really hope to watch in a week are waiting at the same time. Sigh.
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Joe Jackson, Is She Really Going Out With Him:
Au Pairs, Stepping Out of Line:
Public Image Ltd., Death Disco:
wallpaper Rain
It has barely been drizzling today, though it has been raining heavily further north, and I understand Portland is having problems with street flooding and blocked drains.
I have mixed feelings about this: I enjoy vigorous weather, and we don't get all that much of it here in western Oregon. On the other hand, floods can be a royal pain, or much worse. Probably the greatest danger in my neighborhood comes from landslides and debris flows. While here on the valley floor such mass movement isn't an issue, you don't have to go far from where I'm sitting to find places where it would be a serious concern and real danger. And it's not as if, as I said earlier, we have been particularly lacking in the precipitation department recently.
Still, I had my expectations for a roaring downpour, and I can't help but feel a little disappointed. I have a feeling that Randall Munroe at xkcd can relate.
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wallpaper Saturd80's, Athens. GA Edition
My little sister went to UGa during the 80's, a fact I've always been a bit jealous about, but these bands got heavy play on OSU's student radio station, KBVR. And since I was never much for the bar scene, I guess I didn't really miss all that much. I am disappointed that Guadalcanal Diary seems to have been largely forgotten.
Guadalcanal Diary, Always Saturday:
B-52's, Hot Lava:
REM, Driver 8:
Guadalcanal Diary, Always Saturday:
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