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Jeffrey Foucault has this great honest voice that never tries but always nails it.That kind of contradiction is great for this song because it does all that without barely lifting a finger. Plus it's about cowboys and indians, but not in a cheesy way and it sounds like a campfire lullaby.
I listen to this and I see NC Wyeth paintings of a stagecoaches and crouching scouts, Ansel Adams lithographs superimposed on family trees and sepia faces above rows of medals.
All the tramps and churchbell tollers,
harlequins and holy rollers
lay their nickel down to raise the dead.
With a tune sung low and wistful
and a pearl handled pistol
and a mirror hung up above the bed.
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I do a bit. I read books and stuff and I put on Classic FM. I got one of those digital radios and they're gear. Yeah, I know Classic play movements and snippets whereas Radio 3 does whole the whole symphony, but who has time for symphonies? I listen to the symphony of life, me.
Sometimes if there is a piece of classical music playing in the background, I do this annoying intermittent hum-a-long; a pompous, punctuated "hmm mmm mm hmm hmm hmm" before I realise I have absolutely no fucking idea what the music is.
Gentle. Elgar perhaps. Sounds English. Vaughan Williams. Cold, at least. Dvorak. Dvorjak??
I am fooling no one, unless it's romantic era symphony movement, which mostly all end "hmm-HMMM. hmmm? Hmmm...." These allow me to redeem myself with the music snob's equivalent of a last-minute equaliser.
Have a good weekend, you road dog, you old horse-thief you.
The Weekend Song tomorrow will make you feel good.
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Trouble is ("Here he goes" - reader's voice) is that now stuff turns up that I just don't have time to watch. Stuff I never would have watched if I didn't have the inclination to be there to watch it when it was on, except now I don't have to be. I can just have shows and worry about the time part later.
Scrubs. How I Met Your Mother (On at 2am? No problem. Cheesy but well written). Family Guy. History channel. Tribe. Reruns of The West Wing.
Now I need a time machine to allow me to watch all the stuff I have taped.
- No, not "taped". Stop saying "taped". Your children will tell people years from now that their dad used to say "taped".
- Recorded.
-That is better.
Sessions on BBC4. Recorded. No, don't delete it. I will watch that. Sometime.
A season celebrating 100 Years Of Filming Wildlife? Zap.
Animated classics - Beowulf (how does my spellchecker know Beowulf??? Did Viking discover laptops as well now?) Zap. Moby Dick. Zap.
Zap zap zap zap zap.
It's like credit cards for live TV. It's too easy.
If you're like me, then you watch films you own when they come on TV just because they are on. But recording films that you own? I have done this.
I have written about too much choice, but really I think the problem lies with me. I'm better informed, but need to get better at making decisions. You know, those little things you have before you choose? I don't do that. I'm like a slut in a boner shop.
I need a more methodical approach to my consumption before time completely runs out and my last words are: "I was going to watch that".
Do you own all the albums of any particular musical artist or group? Who?
Submitted by dutterman.
I own everything by The Police, Sugar and Nick Drake.
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I give you:
Christopher Walken Night
Walken In Memphis
Christopher Walken presents the first in a trilogy of travelogues when he experiences a really bad hair day in Tennessee, the cradle of the civil war and resting place of Elvis Presley. Next stop: the Far East
Walken On The Chinese Wall
See all the delights of the Orient as our guest presenter waits for the coins to fall before relaxing in the opulence of the Raffles hotel. Then it's off to the banks of the Mekong for a live re-enactment of the famous scene from the Deer Hunter. (With Phil Collins). Next stop: Outer space.
Walken On The Moon
Christopher Walken (TBC)Â blasts off to the final frontier for an exclusive look at the real stars, from the lunar surface that is!
Walken In Your Footsteps
Hollywood walk of famer retraces a viewers family history back to the cretaceous period.
Then...
Walken With Dinosaurs
Quentin Tarantino produces this gritty educational documentary featuring actor Christopher Walken among CGI-animated dinosaurs.
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Anyway - my research for posts yesterday took me to the heats of Miss Teen USA.
Yeah, the things, I do - I know.
Well, here's Miss South Carolina being asked why Americans can't place America on a map. The answer was priceless. And I thought I was dumb.
"US Americans"? She actually says "US Americans". These are your countrypersons!
It gets better, and so, so much worse. She reels off countries (and when I say reels, I mean two) that she has probably been told has to namecheck.
"South Africa." Check.
"Iraq." Check.
But what was I saying? Oh yeah. Um: "And the Asian countries."
I love the look she gives right before she starts talking, like she is about to say something really important. A pronouncements of sorts.
Surely she is a threat to national security.
I'm not sure. I'm either with her or against her.
Watch: Miss South Carolina tells it straight
Tomorrow: Miss Hawaii or "How to boost your blog ratings in just 49 days"
Also - I messed up that Stanley Jordan upload for the Weekend Song, so the end was cut off and the bit I was talking about wasn't actually on there. I have redone it and you can hear it
here
. And if you missed the post, you can read it
here
. I guess there's a little Miss South Carolina in all of us. But not vice versa. Bad me.
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I always beat the system, especially where I am the system.
Sure, I know what you're thinking.
"Post my arse," right?
Well, thanks for the offer but the answer's no.
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I always beat the system, especially where I am the system.
Sure, I know what you're thinking.
"Post my arse," right?
Well, thanks for the offer but the answer's no.
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Not really, but here's something from a book I'm reading by one of my favourite authors, Dave Eggers. He wrote A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius, which is not a million miles from the truth.This is a chapter from his follow up, You Shall Know Our Velocity, which you can buy here in the UK and here in the US.
This is not the Midweek Story.
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Not really, but here's something from a book I'm reading by one of my favourite authors, Dave Eggers. He wrote A Heartbreaking Work Of Staggering Genius.This is a chapter from his follow up, You Shall Know Our Velocity, which you can buy here in the UK and here in the US.
This is not the Midweek Story.
