And John seems so distracted! I tried to talk to him last night but he sort of looked at me sadly and patted me on the back and told a story about how he never thought he was ready to get shot down and spend five years in a prison camp but human beings are capable of amazing things and i wanted to be all like "WTF YOU JUST HAD TO SIT THERE AND NOT LAUNCH NUCULAR BOMBS' and i know it was hard but its beside the point because what was he thinking!?!?!?!?
But anyway, man, the highlight, besides Mrs. P's speech, of course, was meeting Mr. McCain, who was like totally old. Like way older than I expected. I don't know how that guy can do it everyday, man. He's like ancient. And like his arms were like stiff and couldn't really move real good. It was real awkward. But I guess that's what happens when you're like 100. Still, he was pretty cool, ya know. He totally talked straight to me, like when he pulled me aside and said, "Boy, you better not f*** this up for me or I will use your balls as hockey pucks, do you hear me?" That really kind of spoke to me in my own language.
I was really hoping that if I was Vice President he and I could hang out, maybe have a couple of drinks, listen to some music. Nothing inappropriate (don't worry- Todd! You are the only one for me!), just two friends spending some time together, but I guess that isn't possible now :(
Flirting her way to victory Sarah Palin's farcical debate performance lowered the standards for both female candidates and US political discourse
At one point, Michelle Goldberg pulls a quote from Palin from the debate. This is "how she responded to Biden's comments about how the middle class has been short-changed during the Bush administration, and how McCain will continue Bush's policies:"
Say it ain't so, Joe, there you go again pointing backwards again. You preferenced [sic] your whole comment with the Bush administration. Now doggone it, let's look ahead and tell Americans what we have to plan to do for them in the future. You mentioned education, and I'm glad you did. I know education you are passionate about with your wife being a teacher for 30 years, and god bless her. Her reward is in heaven, right? ... My brother, who I think is the best schoolteacher in the year, and here's a shout-out to all those third graders at Gladys Wood Elementary School, you get extra credit for watching the debate.
This just made me laugh out loud. What the fuck is she talking about???
If you didn't see this last Saturday, check out Tina Fey as Palin during the debate. I think my favorite part is when she pulls out the flute.
Trust in me in all you do Have the faith I have in you Love will see us through If only you trust in me Why don't you, you trust me
Come to me when things go wrong Cling to me Daddy, oh yeah, and I'll be strong We can get along, we can get along Oh, if only you trust in me
While there's a moon, a moon on high While there are birds, birds to fly While there is you, you and I I can be sure that I love you
Oh, stand beside me, stand beside me all the while Come on Daddy, face the future, why don't you smile Trust in me and I'll be worthy of you
Oh yeah, yeah, why don't you, you trust in me in all you do And have the faith I, I have in you Oh, and love will see us through If only you trust in me Yeah, yeah, yeah
Why don't you, you come to me when things go wrong Cling to me and, whoa, and I'll be strong We can get along, we can get along Oh, if only you trust in me Yeah, yeah
1. I’m standing at the bus stop this morning and the pricey $5-a-ride Wall Street bus pulls up. The only other person at the bus stop (Dude A) doesn’t get on and neither do I, but there’s another person (Dude B) running at the bus. The bus driver obviously sees Dude B because he makes no indication to pull away or close the door. Dude B gets to the bus door and before lumbering up the bus stairs, turns to Dude A and says “Thanks for nothing.”
What a guy. Definite Nutsack.
2. I’m so tired of hearing people with money talk about money. Tired. Of. It.
3. Do you think all of the aspartame in all of the Diet Coke I drink is going to kill me? Just wondering.
SCORPIO [October 23–November 21] What reasons might you have to celebrate your own holy day? Why might you want to go off by yourself or with certain people and conduct a ritual that reinvigorates your knack for having fun? Here are some possible answers: 1) You're overdue for a break from everything you usually do; 2) You're hungry for the magic that happens when you take refuge in the sacred; 3) It's time to stop the world and jump off long enough to break the trance you're in; and 4) You would generate uncanny blessings by paying tender attention to your origins, returning to your sources, and examining the foundations of your life. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand New York, NJ, N.C., VA We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand Oaktown, L.A., San Fran, St. John
People give your ears so I be sublime It's enjoyable to know you and the concubine Niggaz, take off your coats ladies, act liike gems Sit down, Indian style, as we recite these hymns See, lyrically I'm Mario Andretti on the mo-mo Luticrous, we speedy, or infectious with the slow-mo Heard me in the eighties, J Beez on the promo On my never endin quest to get the paper on the caper But now, let me take it to the Queens side I'm takin it to Brooklyn side All the residential Questers to invade the way Hold up a second son, cuz we almost there You can be a black man and lose all your soul You can be white and blue but don't crap the roll See my shit is universal, if you got knowledge and dolo Of delf for self, see there's no one else Who can drop it on the angle, acute at that So, do that, do that, do do that that that(come on) Do that, do that, do do that that that(OK) Do that, do that, do do that that that I'm buggin out, so let me get back cuz I'm wettin niggaz So run and tell the others cuz we are the brothas I learned how to build mics in my workshop class So give me this award, and let's not make it the last
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas
Back in '89, I simply slid into place Buddy, buddy, buddy all up in your face A lot of kids was bustin rhymes but they had no taste Some said Quest was wack, but now is that the case I have a quest to have the mic in my hand Without that, it's like Kryptonite and Superman So Shaheed come in with the sugar cuts Phife Dawg's my name, but on stage, call me Dynomutt When was the last time you heard the Phifer sloppy Lyrics anonymous, you'll never hear me copy Top notch baby, never comin less Sky's the limit, you gots to believe up in Quest Sit back, relax, get up out the path If not that, here's the dancefloor, come move that ass Non-believers, you can the steps I roll with Shaheed and the brotha Abstract Niggaz know the time when the Quest is in the jam I never let a statue tell me how nice I am Comin with more hits than the Braves and the Yankees Livin mad phat like an over sized Bam-bi The wackest crews try to dis, it makes me laugh When my track record's longer than a DC-20 aircraft So, next time that you think you want somethin here Make somethin deffer, take that garbage to St. Elsewhere
We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand S.C., Maryland, New Orleans, Motown We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand Chinatown, Spokane, London, Tokyo We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand Houston, Delaware, DC, Dallas We on Award Tour with Muhammad my man Goin each and every place with the mic in their hand New York, NJ, N.C., VA
SCORPIO [October 23–November 21]: Three enlightened teenagers I know have formed a gang called the Disciples. It's dedicated to plying the dangerous arts of humility, curiosity, and optimism. Here's their motto, which reveals how far they're willing to go: "We have no issues and no problems, but only questions." I urge you to start your own branch of the Disciples, Scorpio—or at least work on cultivating their approach. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice
I think I'll bag that trip for two And pack it up to Kakadu. Honey, it's not for the weather Or the lack of loving you. I got all this in between Something I could not foresee. All the deals I made don't matter If I can't just let you be.
Gone again gone again There ain't no way I'm gonna let this heart mend Gone again
I walked in King's Cross for a while, Gave a junkie girl a smile. We both trade it in for danger Or the company of strangers. She said all her family Was at the welfare agency, Then she swindled my last twenty For a kiss and some poetry.
Gone again gone again There ain't no way I'm gonna let this heart mend Gone again
If I don't make Kakadu, I'll be at the Rainbow Room. I'll be courting some disaster With the Melbourne wrecking crew. Honey, all this is to say That every dog don't got its day, If we take the love we're given And we throw it all away.
Gone again gone again There ain't no way I'm gonna let this heart mend Gone again
I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am ready I am ready I am taffy stuck and tongue tied Stutter shook and uptight Pull me out from inside I am ready I am ready I am ready I am fine I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded and unfolded and unfolding I am colorblind Coffee black and egg white Pull me out from inside I am ready I am ready I am ready I am fine I am fine I am fine
I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I walk the line
I find it very, very easy to be true I find myself alone when each day is through Yes, I'll admit I'm a fool for you Because you're mine, I walk the line
As sure as night is dark and day is light I keep you on my mind both day and night And happiness I've known proves that it's right Because you're mine, I walk the line
You've got a way to keep me on your side You give me cause for love that I can't hide For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide Because you're mine, I walk the line
Muggins is in absolute awe that her sister is thinking about which ARRESTED DEVELOPMENT episodes she is going to bring to the hospital when she goes into labor. As one needs SOMEthing to do while waiting for her spawn to arrive.
I got a feelin' called the blues, Since my baby said good-bye Lawd I don't know what l'll do All I do is sit and sigh That last long day she said goodbye Well Lawd, I thought I would cry She'd do me, she'd do you, She's got that kind of lovin' Lawd, I love to hear her When she calls me sweet daddy
Such a beautiful dream I hate to think it's all over I lost my heart it seems I've grown so used to you somehow But I'm nobody's sugar daddy now And I'm lonesome, I got the lovesick blues
I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal That's whats the matter with me I'm in love, I'm in love with a beautiful gal But she don't care about me
Lawd I tried and tried to keep her satisfied But she just wouldn't stay So now that she is leavin' This is all I say...
I've been working on a night train Drinking coffee, taking cocaine I'm out here on a night train Trying to get us safely home
Well in a little country station Somewhere out in the midwest I see the people out there waiting Heart beating in my chest
And I'm thinking about a woman Who I would put no one above I'm not looking to replace her Just need someone to love
Well I'm out here on my night train Drinking coffee, taking cocaine I'm out here on a night train Trying to get us safely home
And I'm living in the city Where the noise, it never stops How much pounding on the pavement Whizzes from traffic cops
Nobody looks you in the eye here Walking around with clinched fists I've been searching for a simple place Don't know if it exists
There's a sunrise out there calling my name I can see her moving, I can see her moving
Well at a certain time of night, now I'll become one with the wind Where there isn't a beginning And there is no end
Oh when everything is flowing Everything is on time And I know that we're all going To the end of the line
Well I'm out here on my night train Drinking coffee, taking cocaine I'm out here on a night train Trying to get us safely home
Well I'm out here on my night train Drinking coffee, taking cocaine I'm out here on a night train Trying to get us safely home Trying to get us safely home Trying to get us safely home
I have bitten the inside of my lip repeatedly over the last 24 hours. It has now become impossible to not bite it when eating (read: devouring) something. Wah. Boo. Poo. It hurts like a mother.
(What does a mother hurt like, you ask? Your Mom.)
SCORPIO [October 23 – November 21] You've been on a hero's journey, Scorpio, ever since you first realized that your destiny is unlike anyone else's, and that you have specific tasks to master as you pursue the long-term dreams that are uniquely meaningful to you. But like the rest of us, you sometimes lose sight of the big picture for months at a time. You may even be fairly happy as you focus on the daily details without any thought of where you'll be years from now. If that's the rhythm you've been in lately—and I suspect it is—it's about to change. Your immersion in the next major phase of your hero's journey will soon begin. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice
a girl with the sun of her youth at her back and the shadow of her womanhood before her on the stones is approaching with a delicate clip clop clack her sandals full of toes that i suppose are headed home
it's early in the evening and up and down the river people begin to gather pearls of laughter on a strand i thought solitude would save me it was pious it was grand but the monk that walked beside me just let go of my hand
Oh my son look at what I've done But I am learning still Learning still Know that I am learning still And oh my wife you are my life And I am burning still Burning still Know that I am burning for you still
And all, all, all of my light is for you And home, home's anywhere you are too So take this one fallen man on his knees Saying please forgive me
Oh my God how you make it hard Not to pick the apple Pick the apple And Lord I long to give it back
And I was on shakey land Lost and unsure I opened my hand And she held it like sinking sand
And all, all, all of my light is for you And home, home's anywhere you are too So take this one fallen man on his knees Saying please
All, all, all of my light is for you And home, home's anywhere you are too So take this one fallen man on his knees Saying please forgive me Forgive me Forgive me
So . . . I’ve been messing with my blog layout/design today. One would think that I would have some original action going on with this thing, being a “designery sort” and all . . . but no. That’s just too much work. And I’m rather lazy.
I still don’t like what’s going on here but I thought I’d go plain, plain, plain until I decide what to do with it/figure out which template I want to use. Not that I hated my old one . . . weird stuff just happened to it when I “upgraded” in blogspot. Or whatever . . .
None of this fucking matters. I’m just bored as hell.
Check back later for what is sure to be something spectacular.
(And every time I look at the song lyrics below, I want cheese on toast. Damn you, Miss. Nash.)
Watching me like you never watch no one Don't tell me that you didn't try and check out my bum Cause I know that you did Cause your friend told me that you liked it
Gave me those pearls and I thought they were ugly Though you try to tell me that you never loved me I know that you did 'Cause you said it and you wrote it down
Dancing at discos Eating cheese on toast Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
Dancing at discos Eating cheese on toast Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
So I learnt from you Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do So I learnt form you Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do
I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone I can watch a sunset on my own
I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone I can watch a sunset on my own
Sitting in restaurants Thought we were so grown up But I know now that we were not the people That we turned out to be
Chatting on the phone Can't take back those hours But I won't regret 'Cause you can grow flowers From where dirt used to be
Dancing at discos Eating cheese on toast Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
Dancing at discos Eating cheese on toast Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around
So I learnt from you Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do So I learnt from you Do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do
I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone I can watch a sunset on my own (do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do)
I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone, yeah I can watch a sunset on my own I can be alone I can watch a sunset on my own (do do do da do do do do do da do do do do do da do)
Yesterday he said my eyes Were fading fast away I said well what do you expect You asked me not to stay and if it had all been for the best I wouldn't feel this way And he said
Oh he said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies
My love is like a blanket That gets a little bit too warm sometimes I wanna wrap somebody in it Who can hold me in his arms Cause when it got a little too hot in there He was always stepping out for air and he froze Oh he froze
He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies
Yesterday he looked at me With a tear in his eye and said I'll always tell you you're my friend I hope I don't have to lie Cause it's clear you love another man I said you're damn right
And he said He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me Cause I don't wanna fight this war It's amazing to see me reading through this scene Of love and fear and apologies He said it's crazy How love stays with me You know it hurts me That i didn't figure it out before And now it's too late for a soliloquy It's way too late for dignity It's time for apologies
I will be the answer At the end of the line I will be there for you While you take the time In the burning of uncertainty I will be your solid ground I will hold the balance If you can't look down
If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life When the stars have all gone out You'll still be burning so bright
Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind Take me to a Place so holy That I can wash this from my mind The memory of choosing not to fight
If it takes my whole life I won't break, I won't bend It will all be worth it Worth it in the end 'Cause I can only tell you what I know That I need you in my life When the stars have all burned out You'll still be burning so bright
Cast me gently Into morning For the night has been unkind
I don't know what I've done Or if I like what I've begun But something told me to run And honey you know me it's all or none There were sounds in my head Little voices whispering That I should go and this should end Oh and I found myself listening
Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that I should And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should Cause she will love you more then I could She who dares to stand where I stood
See I thought love was black and white That it was wrong or it was right But you aren't leaving without a fight And I think I am just as torn inside
Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that i should And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should Cause she will love you more then I could She who dares to stand where I stood
And I won't be far from where you are if ever you should call You meant more to me then any one I've ever loved at all But you taught me how to trust myself And so I say to you, this is what I have to do.
Cause I don't know who I am, who I am without you All I know is that I should And I don't know if I could stand another hand upon you All I know is that I should Cause she will love you more than I could She who dares to stand where I stood She who dares to stand where I stood.
The glove compartment isn't accurately named And everybody knows it. So I'm proposing a swift orderly change.
Cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm And all I find are souvenirs from better times Before the gleam of your taillights fading east To find yourself a better life.
I was searching for some legal document As the rain beat down on the hood When I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget And that's how this idea was drilled into my head
Cause it's too important To stay the way it's been
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night
There's no blame for how our love did slowly fade And now that it's gone it's like it wasn't there at all And here I rest where disappointment and regret collide Lying awake at night (up all night) When I'm lying awake at night.
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, Blue skies from pain. Can you tell a green field From a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade Your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees? Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change? And did you exchange A walk on part in the war For a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls Swimming in a fish bowl, Year after year, Running over the same old ground. What have we found? The same old fears. Wish you were here.
SCORPIO [October 23–November 21] Don't just shamble down to the pizzeria and gobble a slab of greasy cheese, tomato sauce, and dough. Instead, arrange for someone to home-deliver a pizza lovingly prepared by a gourmet chef. For that matter, Scorpio, don't tolerate mediocrity in any area of your life. The Season of the Peak Experience is here—a time when you have a sacred duty to give your best, commune with the highest, and ask for excellence. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice
Well you call again, as if I don't know what you're going to say... So let it ring, I can count the cracks in the ceiling all day long.
I guess the birds they just went south, but I've got no where to go, it's 31 and falling, I've been dreaming of you darling, in case you'd like to know...
God damn my wasted time, ringing all the bells.
If I could hold my tongue, just long enough to get me through the door then you won't know... rewind the tape while your back is turned, fold my arms and pull the curtains closed, bury the roses in the backyard and darlin' never mind what I might have said, before, before,
God damn my wasted time, ringing all the bells... I've got half a mind to lie to you half a mind to tell you everything I have to tell, to tell, to tell.
I've been wasting my time I know I know better, and I'm tired of waxing sentimental, I'm tired of saying please, please, tired of waiting, I'm tired of waiting.
You call again, as if I don't know what you're going to say...
I want you between me and the feeling I get when I miss you But everything here is telling me I should be fine So why is it so, above as below, That I'm missing you every time
I got used to you whispering things to me into the evening We followed the sun and its colours and left this world It seems to me that I'm definitely Hearing the best that I've heard
So throw me a rope to hold me in place Show me a clock for counting my days down Cause everything's easier when you're beside me Come back and find me Cause I feel alone
And whenever you go it's like holding my breath underwater I have to admit that I kind of like it when I do Oh but I've got to be unconditionally Unafraid of my days without you
So throw me a rope to hold me in place Show me a clock for counting my days down Cause everything's easier when you're beside me Come back and find me Whenever I'm falling you're always behind me Come back and find me Cause everything's easier when you're beside me Come back and find me Cause I feel alone
I'm a ship, I'm a ship, I'm a ship Out on the sea None of my love Floating wild come back to me So I write you a letter, I'll write you a letter With this here pen Don't make me wait, don't make me wait Cos I'm your friend
I'm in love with the garden That is down the street And the earth is a warm thing under my feet And the earth is a warm thing under my feet
Oh long streams of light Lift me, from this dirty town Cuz I'm losing stain, soak me yeah with rain, rain, rain, rain
I'm a ship, I'm a ship, I'm a ship Out on the sea And all these clouds flying by so fast Well they confuse me And the long leaves in the tall trees Pale in the sunshine And I was twistin' and turnin' In the cool sheets past bed time
Plant me in the garden Don't you let me roam Cuz love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Plant me in the garden Don't you let me roam Cuz love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Plant me in the garden Don't you let me roam Cuz love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Love is a feeling like a warm dark stone Love is a feeling like a warm dark stone
Two videos of Chris Pureka covering one of my favorite songs, Wagon Wheel.
She's at Highline Ballroom on July 16, supporting Jay Brannan. Think I might just go and support her . . . and ask why she isn't headlining her own show. T'would be more than worth it, is all I'm saying.
My eye hurts. And I paid a doctor $10 to tell me that I have a non-specific inflammation of the eye. Which isn’t very specific. I’m to drop a steroid liquid into my eye every two hours.
It follows that my eyeball is going to start picking fights and taking names in a day or so. Watch out.
He best be singing this tonight or so help me . . .
Tis so simple and lovely.
You know it ain't easy For these thoughts here to leave me There's no words to describe it In French or in English Well, diamonds they fade And flowers they bloom And I'm telling you These feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sideways They've been knockin' me out lately Whenever you come around me These feelings won't go away They've been knockin' me sideways I keep thinking in a moment that Time will take them away But these feelings won't go away
Just because I'm losing Doesn't mean I'm lost Doesn't mean I'll stop Doesn't mean I will cross
Just because I'm hurting Doesn't mean I'm hurt Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve No better and no worse
I just got lost Every river that I've tried to cross And every door I ever tried was locked Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off...
You might be a big fish In a little pond Doesn't mean you've won 'Cause along may come A bigger one And you'll be lost
Every river that you tried to cross Every gun you ever held went off Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the firing starts Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off . . .
I took my love, I took it down Climbed a mountain and I turned around I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills till the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky What is love Can the child within my heart rise above Can I sail thru the changing ocean tides Can I handle the seasons of my life
Well, Ive been afraid of changing cause Ive built my life around you But time makes you bolder Children get older Im getting older too
Oh, take my love, take it down Climb a mountain and turn around If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well the landslide will bring it down
If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills Well maybe the landslide will bring it down
SCORPIO [October 23–November 21]: Now that we're at the halfway mark, Scorpio, one of the most important things I hope you're doing is increasing your effectiveness as a communicator. What do I mean by that? While it's true that you gather information more skillfully than any other sign, you aren't necessarily as blessed when it comes to sharing information. In part, that's because you believe that keeping secrets enhances your personal power. And, in part, it's because you sometimes forget that other people aren't as clued in to what's happening below the surface as you are. Your mandate in the coming months is to overcome those challenges as you learn to express yourself with ever greater candor, clarity, and clout. —Rob Brezsny, Village Voice
Take everything that we've had Take it and burn it to the ground Some things were never meant to last Take it down down down Take it down
I'm still married to it all That ain't no place to hand around My love is fifty feet tall Take it down down down Take it down
And I've grown accustomed to the way You hurled us into space I'll never make that trip Tears all rusted on my face I'm just an empty place Where your love used to fit
South Carolina, where are you? You were once lost, now are found The war is over, the battle's through Take it down down down Take it down
Linden Boulevard represent, represent Tribe Called Quest represent, represent When the mic is in my hand, I'm never hesitant My favorite jam back in the day was Eric B. for President
Rude boy composer Step to me you're over Brothers wanna flex You're not Mad Cobra MC short and black There ain't no other Trini-born black like Mia Longs grandmother Tip and Sha they all that, Phife-Dawg ditto Honey tell your man to chill, or else you'll be a widow Did not you know that my styles are top-dollar? The Five-Foot Assassin knockin' fleas off his collar Hip-hop scholar since bein' knee-high to a duck The height of Mugsy Bogues, complexion of a hockey puck You better ask somebody on how we flip the script Come to a Tribe show and watch the three kids rip
Queens is in the house represent, represent A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent No tamin' of the style cuz it gets irreverent A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
Huh-huh, here we go You know that I'm the rebel Throwin' out the wicked like God did the Devil Funky like your grandpas drawers, don't test me We in like that, you're dead like Presley When we comin' through get tickets to see me We work for the paper so there'll never be a preemie Lyrics are abundant cuz we got it by the mass Egos are all idle cuz the music is the task Valenzuela on the pitch, curveball, catch it I think I got it locked, just smooth while I latch it Right Now I must move with the quickness Here comes Shaheed so we must bear the witness
Stir It Up Stir It Up Stir It Up Steve Biko
Stir It Up Stir It Up Stir It Up Steve Biko
New York City represent, represent A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent The Dawg is scientific with the styles I invent A Tribe Called Quest represent, represent
MCs like to meddle, but here's my proposition I let my lyrics flow, and jumped your whole position I'm radical with this like the man this song is after Yo Tip settle down, what's the reason for the laughter?
I really can't say, I guess I laugh to keep from cryin' So much goin' on, people killin', people dyin' But I won't dwell on that, I think I'll elevate my mental Thanks for these bars on the Biko instrumental
Yo I take it back, I'm the Indian giver MCs take notes as I stand and deliver Percussion isn't less, D's wear the vest While they dodgin' bullets, you should be dodgin' Quest Don't get me wrong, violence is not our forte I just like to rhyme, kick the lyric skills like Pele Tip educate 'em, my rhymes are strictly taboo Fill em with some fantasies and I'll look out like Tattoo
Okay I am recognizing that the voice inside my head is urging me to be myself but never follow someone else Because opinions are like voices we all have a different kind So just clean out all of your ears these are my views and you will find that we revolutionize over the kick and the snare The ghetto vocalist is on a state-wide tear Soon to be the continent and then the freakin' globe There's room for it all as we mingle at the ball We welcome competition cuz it doesn't make one lazy or worn We gotta work hard, you know the damn card Try to be the fattest is the level that we strive Try to be the fattest also to stay alive
So, wait, writing about your personal life online can have a negative affect on your life? I've never heard of this happening before. Perhaps not starting one blog after another, revealing personal information about yourself and your relationships? Just a thought . . .
I know, write a New York Times Magazine article about how negative it all is. It'll help. It'll turn the tide. Really.
(Gawker commentators are already having a fucking field day . . . losers.)
She was the girl with the string around her neck, With the boy who could only give her less. It could be more if she learned to never expect, And now she's her and him and then a baby next.
The wedding bells won't ring, but she couldn't care less, You exist, when you're living in a dream world.
He grew up drinking milk from the cow, from the farm. He was the traitor's father's father's father. His father made him go give back to his country. He gave his both knees, his overseas to fight the disease.
It's spreading fast over maps and it don't look back, When you're living in a dream world.
It is a lion's science fiction wings, Just like a jolly dizzy for zero, one, three times The size of the people that came before.
Me and you and what we'd do for money. This greed and jealousy turn to need. See, I'm a man with a plan to use my hands. I'm touching yours, you're the girl who wanted more. Now baby, the story has faded from love to lie.
The clover under your feet is shooting stars in the night. The people under your feet are shooting stars in the night. The people, all that you meet, they're living in a dream world.
Copper on the corner and he loaded two rounds And I can't even get inside to talk you down Peter, sweet baby, where'd you get that gun? You spend half your life trying to turn the other half around
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use Your face is all over six o'clock news They cleared the street and then they closed the schools I can't even get inside
Did you lose your head when the farm went down? Was is when your daddy died after he moved to town And I know your momma calls you good for nothing She says her baby is a failer and she don't want you calling
Peter, sweet baby, there's something I need to say to you Gonna have your baby this coming June We could get a little place down by Gilmour park You could do a little time and save my broken heart
And I tried to come clean, but I guess it's no use Copper when ahead and he just shot you through Now you're lying dead on the avenue And I can't feel my broken heart
I guess you don't need it I guess you don't want me to repeat it But everything I have to give I'll give to you It's not like we planned it You tried to stay, but you could not stand it To see me shut down slow as though it was an easy thing to do Listen when All of this around us'll fall over I tell you what we're gonna do You will shelter me my love And I will shelter you I will shelter you I left you heartbroken, but not until those very words were spoken Has anybody ever made such a fool out of you It's hard to believe it Even as my eyes do see it The very things that make you live are killing you Listen when all of this around us'll fall over I tell you what we're gonna do You will shelter me my love I will shelter you Listen when All of this around us'll fall over I tell you what we're gonna do Hey you will shelter me my love I will shelter you If you shelter me too I will shelter you I will shelter you
—Ray Lamontagne / Shelter
(Good God, this is a beautiful song. And a REALLY great version, no?(
Also excellent:
When you came to me with your bad dreams and your fears It was easy to see that you'd been crying Seems like everywhere you turn catastrophe it reigns But who really profits from the dying I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever I could hold you in my arms I could hold you in my arms forever
When you kissed my lips with my mouth so full of questions It's my worried mind that you quiet Place your hands on my face Close my eyes and say Love is a poor man's food Don't prophesize I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold you forever
So now we see how it is This fist begets the spear Weapons of war Symptoms of madness Don't let your eyes refuse to see Don't let your ears refuse to hear Or you ain't never going to shake this sense of sadness I could hold you in my arms I could hold on forever And I could hold you in my arms I could hold forever
In the Lush Virginia hills they kept her as long as they could Cause they knew when the white brother found white shell Beads wrapped around her skin - a life giving river - Her body open as will his hand And with a "goodbye" there she goes
she may Betray All that she loves and even wait for their Savior to come And in some things, maybe he'll be right But as always The thing that he Loves he will change from her sunwise to clockwise to soul trading still she'll lay down her Body covering him all the same
so Hundreds of years go by (the Red Road carved up by Sharp Knife) She's a girl out working her Trade and she loses a little each day to ghetto pimps and presidents who try and arouse her turquoise serpents She can't recall what they represent and when you ask, she won't know
she will Betray All that she loves and even wait for their Savior to come And in some things, maybe he'll be right But as always The thing that he Loves he will change from her sunwise to clockwise to soul trading still she'll lay down her Body covering him all the same
oh Virginia do you remember when the Land held your hand oh Virginia she will let you back in oh Virginia you can't remember your name
Run away to the seashore. It doesn't matter anymore Doesn't matter anymore... Words dry up and fly away With the passing of the days Eventually you just let the stone fall
I dreamed that I saw you You were down at the corner store You were looking through magazines And you flew out the door I was trying to wave to you but you wouldn't wave back Now you know I understand you're with me only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past.
My palms are not open. They're closed, they're closed. My palms are not open. They're closed, they're closed.
I dreamed that I saw you You were down at the corner store You were looking through magazines And you flew out the door I was trying to wave to you but you wouldn't wave back Now you know I understand you're with me only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past.
Colours streak the sky. We laugh and we cry And we dance in the cool grass With the fireflies And we dance in the cool grass...sunset... Birds sweet sweet music Swallow our words. You set sail and you left this town Run away, run away. You're so far, So far from me now. So far from me now.
I dreamed that I saw you You were down at the corner store You were looking through magazines And you flew out the door I was trying to wave to you but you wouldn't wave back Now you know I understand you're with me only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past. Only in the past.
Well, she lives a few doors down Says she wants you to take her out Have some coffee somewhere - just some coffee You saw her out in the parking lot And any plans you had you can break so wash your face - let yourself go
Everybody is a sinner Everybody makes mistakes And there ain't nobody - who needs nobody Don't forget to look her in the eye Laugh and show your smile There's not much more to lonely than being less lonely
I stood and watched (all) the stars fade right there - from your eyes Baby, I think I know just what your next lover will be like
You hate cigarettes so she won't smoke But she don't mind this bar you're in She sits right up there on that stool - puts her pocketbook down and smiles at you You think she's about five foot three That makes her taller than me But you're not thinking about that now, no -it ain't right to think about that now
I stood and watched (all) the stars fade right there - from your eyes Baby, I think I know just what your next lover will be like
And I hope she can fix you I hope she's someone who will never let you down I hope she reminds you nothing of me and - as crazy as crazy as it sounds I hope she's beautiful
I stood and watched (all) the stars fade right there - from your eyes Baby, I think I know just what your next lover will be like
Cause there ain't nobody who needs nobody There ain't nobody who needs nobody
1. Checked out all the blogs (see list on right). 2. Checked my personal email (every 5 minutes). 3. Looked for and bought my Godmother's birthday gift (shipping from India to Scotland is a bit of a financial bitch, FYI). 4. Fucked up my blog, while updating my links, and had to reformat the damn thing. **shakes fist at blogger** 5. Jumped into email-chain with two lovely friends. 6. Followed through on two work-related email requests. 7. Solidified lunch plans -- eating outside, as it's gorgeous. 8. Written this UNBELIEVABLY ENTERTAINING blog post.
I might just be the busiest person in the world. That's right . . . the world.
growing up, it was just me and my mom against the world. and all my sympathies were with her when i was a little girl and i've seen both my parents play out the hands that they were dealt as each year goes by, i know more about how my father must have felt.
i just want you to understand that i know what all the fighting was for, and i just want you to understand that i'm not angry anymore. no, i'm not angry anymore.
she taught me how to wage cold war with quiet charm but i just want to walk through my life unarmed. to accept, and just get by like my father learned to do, but without all the acceptance of getting by that got my father through
i just want you to understand that i know what all the fighting was for and i just want you to understand that i'm not angry anymore. no, i'm not angry anymore.
night falls like people into love we generate our own light to compensate for the lack of light from above. every time we fight a cold wind blows our way, we can learn like the trees, how to bend, how to sway and say
i, i think i understand what all this fighting is for, and i just want you to understand i'm not angry anymore. no, i'm not angry anymore.
—ani difranco / angry anymore
I actually used the quite lovely banjo intro to this song in a multimedia presentation I gave in college . . . on HVAC systems. That's right. I might just be the coolest person ever. Well-rounded, too. Totally well-rounded. And I'm not just talking about my caboose! . . . da da ching!
Look, it's the end of the day, I'm tired . . . I'm hungry . . . I have no excuse.
My days are filled with mistakes Some that I didn't make I carry them around Some people don't feel a thing Some kind of blissful dream Wish I could live that now oh I wish I could live that now
10,000 stones are hanging deep in my heart no I don't know how they don't tear me apart how could I ever believe 10,000 stones would build the best of me.
I've seen a lot in my life I've seen two wrongs make a right When everything was crashing I know that you got your plans You're always taking your stand But I was only asking I was never asking for
10,000 stones are hanging deep in my heart no I don't know how they don't tear me apart how could I ever believe 10,000 stones would build the best of me.
Who knows what you think of me now knowing sooner or later the truth would come out but I don't want to look back don't want to look back to
10,000 stones hanging deep in my heart no I don't know how they don't tear me apart how could I ever believe 10,000 stones would save the fool in me 10,000 stones would be a strange blessing 10,000 stones would build the best of me
