Civil Twilight "One of These Days"

A great video by Austin Isaac Peters. Song is "Letters from the Sky" by Civil Twilight.

Calexico & Jim James "Going to Acapulco"

Trippy video with a giraffe, circus characters, and Richard Gere(as Billy the Kid) at a funeral while Jim James and Calexico perform "Goin' To Acapulco" by Bob Dylan. This is a scene from the 2007 biographical film "I'm Not There", directed by Todd Haynes, inspired by Bob Dylan.

Manu Chao "Clandestino"

Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel

Pa' una ciudad del norte
Yo me fui a trabajar
Mi vida la dej
Entre Ceuta y Gibraltar
Soy una raya en el mar
Fantasma en la ciudad
Mi vida va prohibida
Dice la autoridad

Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Por no llevar papel
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Yo soy el quiebra ley

Mano Negra clandestina
Peruano clandestino
Africano clandestino
Marijuana illegal

Solo voy con mi pena
Sola va mi condena
Correr es mi destino
Para burlar la ley
Perdido en el corazn
De la grande Babylon
Me dicen el clandestino
Por no llevar papel

Argelino, Clandestino!
Nigeriano, Clandestino!
Boliviano, Clandestino!
Mano Negra, Ilegal!

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(english Translation)


Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers

To a city of the north
I went to work
I left my life
Between Ceuta and
Gibraltar
I’m a line in the sea
A ghost in the city
My life is forbidden
So says the authority

Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
For having no papers
Lost in the heart
Of the great Babylon
They call me clandestine
I’m the lawbreaker

Black Hand clandestine
Peruvian clandestine
African clandestine
Marihuana illegal

Alone I go with my sorrow
Alone goes my sentence
To run is my destiny
To escape the law
Lost in the heart of the great Babylon
They call me
clandestine
For not having any papers

Algerian, Clandestine
Nigerian, Clandestine
Bolivian, Clandestine
Black Hand, Illegal

Bjork "Hyperballad"

This song creates a video in my head.


We live on a mountain
Right at the top
There's a beautiful view
From the top of the mountain
Every morning I walk towards the edge
And throw little things off
Like:
Car parts, bottles and cutlery
Or whatever I find lying around

It's become a habit
A way
To start the day

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

It's early morning
No one is awake
I'm back at my cliff
Still throwing things off
I listen to the sounds they make
On their way down
I follow with my eyes 'til they crash
Imagine what my body would sound like
Slamming against those rocks

When it lands
Will my eyes
Be closed or open?

I go through all this
Before you wake up
So I can feel happier
To be safe up here with you

Hallelujah

One of the most beautiful songs ever....some of my favorite versions:

Hallelujah from Jeff Straka on Vimeo.

i heard there was a secret chord
that david played and it pleased the lord
but you don't really care for music, do you
well it goes like this the fourth, the fifth
the minor fall and the major lift
the baffled king composing hallelujah

hallelujah...

well your faith was strong but you needed proof
you saw her bathing on the roof
her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
she tied you to her kitchen chair
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the hallelujah

hallelujah...

baby i've been here before
i've seen this room and i've walked this floor
i used to live alone before i knew you
i've seen your flag on the marble arch
but love is not a victory march
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...

well there was a time when you let me know
what's really going on below
but now you never show that to me do you
but remember when i moved in you
and the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was hallelujah

well, maybe there's a god above
but all i've ever learned from love
was how to shoot somebody who outdrew you
it's not a cry that you hear at night
it's not somebody who's seen the light
it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah

hallelujah...










And the composer himself,

Pretenders "Boots of Chinese Plastic"

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo Buddha please
can you help a little peasant that's begging on her knees
illusion fills my head like an empty can
spent a million lifetimes loving the same man

Whoa! Every drop that run through the vein
always makes it's way back to the heart again
and by the way you look fantastic in your boots of chinese plastic

Hare Krishna, Hare Rama too,
Govinda I am still in love with you
I see you in the birds and in the trees
that's why they call me Krishna Mayee

Whoa! Every drop that run through the vein
always makes it's way back to the heart again
and by the way you look fantastic in your boots of chinese plastic

Hofra told us we should tolerate the people and the things that make me wanna hate
oh have a little mixed mercy on me, this seasoned beauty in this human pageantry
Jesus Christ came down here as a living man
if he can live a life of virtue then I hope I can
unto others as you would have a turn
back here and repeat until you learn, learn, learn

Whoa! Every drop that run through the vein
always makes it's way back to the heart again
every dog that lived his life on a chain knows what it's like WAITING FOR NOTHING!

and by the way you look fantastic in your boots of chinese plastic

Piers Faccini in Paris

Piers Faccini: "Your name no More" and "The Wind that Blows" on the streets of Paris.

Learning to Fly

Young blue cranes learning to fly in South Africa. Song is Hoppypolla by Sigur Ros
Watching these birds attempt to fly reminds me of a recurring dream I used to have.

Annie Flore Batchiellilys "Le Pont Qui M'emmene Vers Toi"

Annie Flore Batchiellilys est une artiste Gabonaise influencée jazz, blues et musique traditionnelle, couronnée meilleur espoir féminin aux Koras Awards en 2002 en Afrique du Sud.

Paul Simon "Diamonds on the Soles of her Shoes"

This is MORE than music.....this is MAGIC

The Good, the Bad, the Ugly Finale

"you see my friend, in this world, there are two kinds of people: those with loaded guns.....and those who dig." The best standoff ever.

Arcade Fire "My Body is a Cage"

with edited clips from Sergio Leone's "Once Upon a Time in the West"


My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

I'm standing on a stage
Of fear and self-doubt
It's a hollow play
But they'll clap anyway

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

I'm living in an age
That calls darkness light
Though my language is dead
Still the shapes fill my head

I'm living in an age
Whose name I don't know
Though the fear keeps me moving
Still my heart beats so slow

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key
My body is a

My body is a cage
We take what we're given
Just because you've forgotten
That don't mean you're forgiven

I'm living in an age
That screams my name at night
But when I get to the doorway
There's no one in sight

My body is a cage that keeps me
From dancing with the one I love
But my mind holds the key

You're standing next to me
My mind holds the key

Set my spirit free
Set my spirit free
Set my body free

Black Rebel Motorcycle Club "No Easy Way"

Leopard Seal

This is why I like the internet.....stumbling across stuff that makes me realize what a mysterious and amazing world this is.

Roxy "Shimmer"

Beautiful girls, beautiful surf. Song is "Lovestain" by Jose Gonzalez

RZA & Xavier Naidoo "Ich Kenne Nichts"

RZA:

You know they say
In every man's life, there comes a time
When you get struck by the arrow of Cupid
By the love of God, or the beauty of a woman
Yes, sometimes this love brings thunder into your life
And it brings the storm...
Sing about it!

Xaiver Naidoo:

There is more to love than this
Love is more then just a kiss
Will we take you to that step
Will we do more than just connect
And will you bring the thunder in my life
And the fire in my eyes
Cause then there will be days of pleasure and
Everything far will be so near

I have never felt thunder (thunder)
And lightning (lightning) like this
I have never been struck by (struck by)
A wonder (a wonder) like this

Ich könnte tagelang von
Dir erzählen / Ohne deinen
Namen auch nur einmal
Zu erwähnen / Unter
Schmerzen oder
Unter Tränen / würde dein
Name als meine
Linderung dienen / Jede
Deiner Bewegungen sind
Erstrebenswert / Und
Jede Stunde mit dir ist
So
Lebenswert.

I could talk about you for days
Without mentioning your name not even once
Under pain or among tears
Your name is my alleviation
Each one of your movements are desirable
And each moment with you is worth living.


Nichts ist vergleichbar mit
Dem was du gibst / Mit
Dem was du zeigst uns wie du lebst, wie du liebst.

Nothing compares with the things that you give
With those you show us how you live, how you love.

Ich kenne nichts,
Ich kenne nichts,
Das so schön ist wie du...

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you...

Schöne Tage mit dir sind kostbar,
So kostbar wie der Weg zum Morgenstern.
Ich zelebriere sie wie einen Festtag,
An dem ich immer wieder neues von Dir lern.

Beatiful days with you are precious
So precious as the way to the morning star
I celebrate them like a feast,
Where i always something new from you learn.

Im Moment ist das das Schönste dich zu kennen.
Dich zu kennen ist wie das Beste das ich hab.
Verzeih mir aber dieses sag ich nochmal:
Deinen Namen zu nennen ist wohl das Schönste was ich sag!

At the moment, knowing you, is the most beautiful thing
Knowing you is the best thing that i have.
Forgive me, but i say this again:
Mentioning your name is the most beautiful thing that i say.

Ich kenne nichts,
Ich kenne nichts,
Das so schön ist wie du...

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you...

Ich kenne nichts,
Ich kenne nichts,
Das so schön ist wie du...

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you...

Ich kenne nichts,
Ich kenne nichts,
Das so schön ist wie du...

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you...

Ich kenne nichts,
Ich kenne nichts,
Das so schön ist wie du...

I’ve never seen
I’ve never seen
Something as beautiful as you...

Robert Burns "My Love is like a Red, Red Rose"

O my Luve's like a red, red rose
That’s newly sprung in June:
O my Luve's like the melodie
That’s sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair art thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I:
And I will luve thee still, my dear,
Till a’ the seas gang dry:

Till a’ the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi’ the sun;
I will luve thee still, my dear,
While the sands o’ life shall run.

And fare thee weel, my only Luve
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my Luve,
Tho’ it were ten thousand mile.

Roy Rogers "Walkin' Blues"

Roy Rogers is a slide guitar virtuoso.

John Butler Trio "Zebra"

John Butler from Australia....getting UnConscious on the guitar. Incredible live if you ever get the chance. He tours all over the world.

Corey Harris "Honeysuckle"

Corey Harris keeping the BLUES alive.

Extreme Life

David Bowie "Cactus"

Bowie's version of a great Pixies song.

Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
I put it on when I go lonely
Will you take off your dress and send it to me?
I miss your kissin' and I miss your head
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
Run outside in the desert heat
Make your dress all wet and send it to me
I miss your soup and I miss your bread
And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead
So spill your breakfast and drip your wine
Just wear that dress when you dine
D A V I D
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore
Bloody your hands on a cactus tree
Wipe it on your dress and send it to me
Sitting here wishing on a cement floor
Just wishing that I had just something you wore

Pixies "Hey"

hey
been trying to meet you
mmmmmm hmmmmm
hey
must be a devil between us
or whores in my head
whores at my door
whore in my bed
but hey
where
have you
been
if you go i will surely die
we're chained

uh said the man to the lady
mmmmmm hmmmm
uh said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
go uh all night
and mary ain't you tired of this
uh
is
the
sound
that THE MOTHER MAKES WHEN HER BABY breaks
we're chained

Furry Lewis "Furry's Blues

This is some SICK guitar playing.
Furry Lewis (1893-1981) was a country blues guitarist and songwriter from Memphis, Tennessee. He toured the blues circuit when he was young, then took a job as a street sweeper in Memphis which he retired from in 1966.
In 1927, Lewis cut his first records in Chicago for the Vocalion label. In 1972 he was the featured performer in the Memphis Blues Caravan, which included the likes of Bukka White, Sleepy John Estes and Hammy Nixon, Memphis Piano Red, Sam Chatmon, and Mose Vinson.
Before he died, Lewis opened twice for The Rolling Stones, played on Johnny Carson's The Tonight Show, and had a part in a Burt Reynolds movie, W.W. and the Dixie Dancekings (1975).

David Bowie "Under Pressure"

 with Gail Ann Dorsey sharing vocals....killing!

Rammstein - Ich Will

Ich versteh euch nicht

Finding Oregon

This is where I live when I'm not traveling. Produced 2011 by Uncage the Soul Productions Ben Canales, John Waller, Steve Engman, Blake Johnson uncagethesoul.com

Day Out with the Osaka Crew

Song is "No Time to Play" by Guru Featuring Ronny Jordan and D.C. Lee.  Video by hc100.

LadyBug Flight in Ultra Slow Motion

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Fascinating

Lou Reed "See that my grave is kept clean"

The intro solo is so simple and wonderful.

Bomba Estero

bogota, march 2011
images and edit by vincent moon
sounds and mix by andres velasquez
produced by vincent moon and simon mejia

T. Rex "20th Century Boy"

Another of my favorite groups from the 70s.

The Raconteurs "Old Enough"

Beautiful new version featuring Ricky Scaggs and Ashley Monroe.

SICK Skateboarding Video

A Film by: Ari Marcopoulos Director of Photography: Colin Blackshear Producer: Neville Wakefield

Metallica "Whiplash"

Metallego

Dropkick Murphys "Going out in Style"

What if I threw a party, and all my friends were there?

Ben Harper "Gold To Me"

This is the song I hear whenever I look at my wife :-)

Angelique Kidjo "Azan Nan Kpe"

One of the most uplifting and inspiring songs I've ever heard.

Azan Nan Kpe (A Day Will Come)

The day begins
The sun clothes the earth with its radieance
Look up and you'll see the birds flying.

Humans are enjoying the day
But life is not the same everywhere
Somewhere people are suffering
Someone forces the people together to indoctrinate them
Someone forces the people together to kill them
A day will come
And nothing and nobody will stop the people rising up
It will be such a shock
that the earth will tremble.

The Who "A Quick One while He's Away"

 I have never seen anyone else play with as much JOY as Keith Moon on the drums in this video. This is from the Rolling Stones "Rock & Roll Circus" movie.

Eddie Vedder "My City of Ruin"

I am becoming a huge Eddie Vedder fan.

George Carlin "The American Dream"

But there’s a reason. There’s a reason. There’s a reason for this, there’s a reason education SUCKS, and it’s the same reason it will never, ever,EVER be fixed. It’s never going to get any better, don’t look for it, be happy with what you’ve got. Because the owners, the owners of this country don't want that. I'm talking about the real owners now, the BIG owners! The Wealthy… the REAL owners! The big wealthy business interests that control things and make all the important decisions. Forget the politicians. They are irrelevant. The politicians are put there to give you the idea that you have freedom of choice. You don't. You have no choice! You have OWNERS! They OWN YOU. They own everything. They own all the important land. They own and control the corporations. They’ve long since bought, and paid for the Senate, the Congress, the state houses, the city halls, they got the judges in their back pockets and they own all the big media companies, so they control just about all of the news and information you get to hear. They got you by the balls. They spend billions of dollars every year lobbying,  lobbying, to get what they want.  Well, we know what they want. They want more for themselves and less for everybody else, but I'll tell you what they don’t want: They don’t want a population of citizens capable of critical thinking. They don’t want well informed, well educated people capable of critical thinking. They’re not interested in that. That doesn’t help them. Thats against their interests. Thats right. They don’t want people who are smart enough to sit around a kitchen table and think about how badly they’re getting fucked by a system that threw them overboard 30 fucking years ago. They don’t want that! You know what they want? They want obedient workers. Obedient workers, people who are just smart enough to run the machines and do the paperwork. And just dumb enough to passively accept all these increasingly shitty jobs with the lower pay, the longer hours, the reduced benefits, the end of overtime and vanishing pension that disappears the minute you go to collect it, and now they’re coming for your Social Security money. They want your retirement money. They want it back so they can give it to their criminal friends on Wall Street, and you know something? They’ll get it. They’ll get it all from you sooner or later cause they own this fucking place! Its a big club, and By the way, its the same big club they use to beat you over the head with all day long when they tell you what to believe. All day long beating you over the head with their media telling you what to believe, what to think and what to buy. The table has tilted folks. The game is rigged and nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care! Good honest hard-working people; white collar, blue collar it doesn’t matter what color shirt you have on. Good honest hard-working people continue, these are people of modest means, continue to elect these rich cock suckers who don’t give a fuck about you….they don’t give a fuck about you… they don’t give a FUCK about you. They don’t care about you at all… at all… AT ALL.  And nobody seems to notice. Nobody seems to care. Thats what the owners count on. The fact that Americans will probably remain willfully ignorant of the big red, white and blue dick thats being jammed up their assholes everyday, because the owners of this country know the truth. Its called the American Dream,because you have to be asleep to believe it.

AC/DC "Thunderstruck"

THUNDER

Van Halen "Don't Tell Me (What Love Can Do)"

My favorite Van Halen song. Crunchy.

Las Ondas Marteles "Poor Little Baby"

A French group that plays Latin-American Music

Puppets

Trippy!
CREDITS:
written by, directed by, and based-on-a-true-story about DANIELS
(daniel kwan & daniel scheinert)

Eddie Vedder Epic Stage Dives

If you are a PJ fan, buy this DVD!  PJ20

Pearl Jam "Mother"

Wow. Pearl Jam continues to amaze year after year after year. A Pink Floyd cover on Jimmy Fallon.

Honey Badger

Honey Badger is a BadAss!

Earth Time Lapse View from Space Aurora Borealis

Time lapse sequences of photographs taken with a special low-light 4K-camera by the crew of expedition 28 & 29 onboard the International Space Station from August to October, 2011. HD, refurbished, smoothed, retimed, denoised, deflickered, cut, etc. Music: Jan Jelinek | Do Dekor, faitiche back2001 w+p by Jan Jelinek, published by Betke Edition janjelinek.com | faitiche.de Editing: Michael König | koenigm.com Image Courtesy of the Image Science & Analysis Laboratory, NASA Johnson Space Center, The Gateway to Astronaut Photography of Earth eol.jsc.nasa.gov

Santogold "Lights Out"

Lights out Shoot up the station TV's dead where's there to run Watch everybody come undone Lights out We'll make it easy We'll make it fun Won't let them see now, how they had won Still I wait another round Darling Don't got to worry you're locked in tight Darling Don't got to worry turn out the light Wiped out No concentration They got us basking in a storm I watch it as it loses form Wiped out They could see me; that's what I want A casualty, but I am upfront And I know what it's about

Sonic Youth "The Sprawl"

Sonic Youth - The Sprawl (Live From The Basement) from Andrew Lawandus on Vimeo.

Perfect music for sitting here at the Laughing Buddha bar in Ubud, watching the tourists walk by on Monkey Forest Road.

Jose Gonzalez "Killing for Love"

One of the most talented artists out there, Jose Gonzalez, a Swedish-Argentine folk singer-songwriter and guitarist from Gothenburg, Sweden.

Dengue Fever "Seeing Hands"

How about some Khmer music? Psychedelia from Cambodia.

Trombone Shorty "Do to Me"

I love the sound of a Trombone.

K.D. Lang "Constant Craving"

KD Lang rocking out. What a wonderful voice.

Vintage Trouble " Blues Me Down"

Smokin' HOT.

Santogold "L.E.S. Artistes"

What I'm searching for to tell it straight, I'm trying to build a wall Walking by myself down avenues that reek of time to kill If you see me keep going be a pass by waver Build me up, bring me down just leave me out you name dropper Stop trying to catch my eye I see you good you forced faker Just make it easy You're my enemy you fast talker Chorus: I can say I hope it will be worth what I give up If I could stand up mean for the things that I believe What am I here for I left my home to disappear is all I'm here for myself Not to know you I don't need no one else Fit in so good the hope is that you cannot see me later You don't know me I am an introvert an excavator I'm duckin' out for now a face in dodgy elevators Creep up and suddenly I found myself an innovator Chorus. Change, change, change, I want to get up out of my skin tell you what if I can shake it I'm 'a make this something worth dreaming of

The Dead Weather "Cut Like a Buffalo"

 I wish I was Jack White sometimes

Frank Black & the Catholics "I've Seen Your Picture"

The best Rolling Stones song that never was...... Frank Black from the Pixies during his solo phase.

Echo and the Bunnymen "Killing Moon"

Ian McCulloch with a wonderful acoustic version

Angus and Julia Stone "Big Jet Plane"

One of my new favorite bands, Julia & Angus Stone, an Australian brother-sister duo from Sydney. Performing here in Austin, TX. From "The Sessions" page on Vimeo.

Mott the Hoople

My fav band from the 70s....

Bobby Rush "Garbage Man"

Bobby Rush IS the blues. And a true gentleman.  If you like blues and never heard of Bobby Rush, go check out his stuff today.

Michael Franti "Ganja Baby"

Heavy medicine
ya see my eyes are feeling red again
I'm bringin' light
like Thomas funky Edison
been in the desert for forty seven days
Purple Haze
the poison that I tasted never changed
turn up the woofers so I can feel the beat
vibrate my belly like a bomb in harmony
summer heat
my back is sticking to me to the seat
bare feet
tank top and shorts is all ya need but,
summer breeze
I'm feelin' kinda fine
I'm rollin with my shorty all the time
wind and grind lovely shake your behind
cinnamon skin be bringing sin to my mind
but whether or not the weather's hot
or the weather's cold
I'm wrapping her like a blanket with my whole soul
so that she can feel me
like Coca Cola I'm the woo-o-oh oh the sweet thing
my girl lollipop she growing mad crops
she rollin' herbs everyday
at about 4 o' clock
tick tock
strike the hammer while the Iron's hot
ooh girl watcha got cooking in the pot
see Mary Mary quite contrary
how does your garden grow?
Hydrophonic ultra supersonic
or does it grow naturally slow?

Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
come wake body-ody take my mind away

Everybody get down and do the boogaloo
just like the cover of I want you
yoo hooo look watcha gonna do
watcha gonna do when the rent comes due
round up the posse and call up the crew
5 bucks at the door and ya bring ya own booze
call ya neighbor 'cause they can come too
be sure and bring ya records 'cause I only got a few
so baa baa black sheep have you any wool
yes sir, yes sir a nickle bagful
some for my partner and some for my crew
some for my ganja baby she needs 2
cuz just like me they want to be... high


Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
come wake body-ody take my mind away

Ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
I love tha way ya love me and the way ya misbehavin'
ganja babe my sweet ganja babe
come wake body-ody take my mind away

Jarabe de Palo "Bonito"

I discovered this song while driving thru Spain in 2005. A fun song with inspirational lyrics. Life is Beautiful!

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me
Bonita mañana
—This morning is Beautiful
bonito lugar
—this place is beautiful
bonita la cama
—The bed is beautiful
qué bien se ve el mar
—The sea looks beautiful
bonito es el día
—Beautiful is the day
que acaba de empezar, bonita la vida
—that has just started, life is beautiful
respira, respira, respira
—breathe, breathe, breathe

El teléfono suena, mi pana se queja:
—The telephone rings, my buddy complains:
la cosa va mal, la vida le pesa
—everything’s going wrong, life’s weighing him down
que vivir así ya no le interesa
—that living like this no longer interests him
que seguir así no vale la pena
—that going on like this is not worth it
se perdió el amor, se acabó la fiesta
—love has been lost, the party has ended
ya no anda el motor que empuja la tierra
—the engine that moves the earth is no longer running
la vida es un chiste con triste final
—life is a joke with a sad ending
el futuro no existe, pero yo le digo...
—the future doesn’t exist, but I tell him...

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me

Bonita la paz, bonita la vida
—Peace is beautiful, life is beautiful
bonito volver a nacer cada día
—It is beautiful to be able to be reborn everyday
bonita la verdad cuando no suena a mentira
—truth is beautiful when it doesn’t sound like lies
bonita la amistad, bonita la risa
—friendship is beautiful, laughter is beautiful
bonita la gente cuando hay calidad
—people are beautiful when they have worth
bonita la gente que no se arrepiente
—People who have no regrets are beautiful
que gana y que pierde, que habla y no miente
—who win and lose, who speak and don’t lie
bonita la gente por eso yo digo...
People are beautiful and that is why I say...

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me

Qué bonito que te va cuando te va bonito,
—How beautiful it is when everything goes beautifully for you
qué bonito que te va
— It’s going so beautifully for you

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me.
La mar, la mañana, la casa, la sombra,
—The sea, the morning, the house, the shade,
la tierra, la paz y la vida que pasa.
—the earth, peace and life as it goes by.
Bonito, todo me parece bonito.
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me
Tu calma, tu salsa, la mancha en la
—Your tranquility, your salsa, the freckle on your
espalda, tu cara, tus ganas el fin de semana
—back, your face, your desires, the weekend

Bonita la gente que viene y que va
—Beautiful are the people who come and go
bonita la gente que no se detiene
—beautiful are the people who don’t hold back
bonita la gente que no tiene edad
—beautiful are the peolple that are ageless
que escucha, que entiende, que tiene y que da
—that listen, that understand, that have and that give

Bonito Portet*, bonito Peret*
—Beautiful Portet, beautiful Peret
bonita la rumba, bonito José*
—the rumba is beautiful, beautiful José
bonita la brisa que no tiene prisa
—the unhurried breeze is beautiful
bonito este día, respira, respira
—this day is beautiful, breathe, breathe
Bonita la gente cuando es de verdad
—Beautiful are the people that are honest
Bonita la gente que es diferente
—Beautiful are the people that are different
Que tiembla, que siente
—That tremble, that feel
Que vive el presente
—That live in the present
bonita la gente que estuvo y no está.
—Beautiful are the people that were and no longer are.

Bonito, todo me parece bonito.
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me

Qué bonito que te va cuando te va bonito,
—How beautiful it is when everything goes beautifully for you
qué bonito que te va
—It’s going so beautifully for you
Qué bonito que se está cuando se está
—How beautiful it is when everything is
bonito, qué bonito que se está.
—beautiful, it is so beautiful

Bonito, todo me parece bonito
—Beautiful, everything seems beautiful to me

Matisyahu "One Day"

Uplifting and beautiful song by the unclassifiable Matisyahu.  Matisyahu (Matthew Paul Miller)  performed for over a year as MC Truth in the Bend, Oregon band Soulfori in the early 2000s.

Wild Flag "Romance"

What is the sound of an avalanche taking out a dolphin? The answer is: WILD FLAG." Carrie Brownstein (Slater-Kinney) and her new band Wild Flag. Sweet

Glossary "Some Eternal Spark"

Joey and Kelly Kneiser of Glossary perform a live, acoustic version. Check out their Album, Long Live All of Us. I love the lyrics.  "The only thing I truly own I can never touch or hold
No, it's buried in this body waiting for its day to go on home"  What a beautifully written description of Love.  This guy is a poet.

Listen to your heart
Lead you through the dark
Somewhere the moon
Burns like a candle lit by some eternal spark

Ain't nowhere to run or to go
The Earth's a giant sphere I know
And a straight line will take you right back to where it all began

So make a wish on a satellite and hold it close
‘Cause you know the stars all died a long time ago
And I've seen the Northern lights
But you make the South seem bright
So come on let me get you alone

We all got a hole to fill
Some try and try and it's empty still
I guess the blues, baby, the blues
Are just you crying somewhere down inside

If this is all we ever get
I'll learn to live with it without regret
Make the sweet a little sweeter
The pain a little easier to bear

And make a wish on a satellite and hold it close
‘Cause you know the stars all died a long time ago
I've seen the Northern lights
But you make the South seem bright
So come on let me get you alone

The only thing I truly own I can never touch or hold
No, it's buried in this body waiting for its day to go on home
But, listen to your heart
And it'll lead you through the dark
‘Cause somewhere in you
Burns a light lit by some eternal spark

So make a wish on a satellite and hold it close
‘Cause you know the stars all died a long time ago
I've told a thousand lies
Been lied to a thousand times
Looked up at a starry sky
And felt lucky to be alive
And I've seen the Northern lights
But you make the South seem bright
So come on let me get you alone

Sonic Youth "Sacred Trickster"

Recorded on Kim Gordon's 56th birthday. They just keep getting better with age.

Rory Gallagher "Bullfrog Blues"

Jimi Hendrix was cited in a 1969 interview shortly after Woodstock: Interviewer: "So Jimi, what's it like to be the best guitarist in the world?" Jimi: "I don't know, ask Rory Gallagher".

Sonic Youth "Superstar"

not your typical SY.....a spooky and lovely cover of The Carpenters song.

Muse "Supermassive Black HOLE"

Oh baby don't you know I suffer?
Oh baby can't you hear me moan?
You caught me under false pretences
How long before you let me go?

oooh...You set my soul alight
oooh...You set my soul alight

(oooh...You set my soul alight)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(oooh...You set my soul alight)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

I thought I was a fool for no-one
Oh baby I'm a fool for you
You're the queen of the superficial
And how long before you tell the truth

oooh...You set my soul alight
oooh...You set my soul alight

(oooh...You set my soul alight)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(oooh...You set my soul alight)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive
(sucked into the supermassive)

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
ohhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhhh
Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Glaciers melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(oooh...You set my soul alight)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

(oooh...You set my soul)
Glacier's melting in the dead of night
And the superstars sucked into the supermassive

Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole
Supermassive black hole

Ike & Tina Turner "Proud Mary"

No wonder old people are always so cranky. They miss hearing this amazing music.

Juanes "A Dios Lepido"

Yes it is. Every Day.

New York Dolls "Personality Crisis"

I miss this music

Pearl Jam "Given to Fly"

He could’ve tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time, nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked out
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean, had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee

A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw
Delivered him wings, "Hey, look at him now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power, oh

He's.. flying
Whole…
High.. wide, oh

He floated back down 'cause he wanted to share
His key to the locks on the chains he saw everywhere
But first he was stripped and then he was stabbed
By faceless men, well, fuckers
He still stands

And he still gives his love, he just gives it away
The love he receives is the love that is saved
And sometimes is seen a strange spot in the sky
A human being that was given to fly

High.. flying
Oh, oh
High.. flying
Oh, oh
He’s…flying
Oh, oh

Queens of the Stone Age "Millionaire"

Gonna Blow Your Face Out!

James Blake "Limit to Your Love

Beautiful song. Beautiful video

Buenos Aires: Las Calles de Borges

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"Poets, like the blind, can see in the dark."
Jorge Luis Borges

A little homage to the Argentinian poet Jorge Luis Borges, one of the greatest writers of all time. This video was shot in the winter of 2010 in Buenos Aires and Capilla del Señor, Argentina.

Directed and shot by Ian Ruschel with a Canon 5d. I edited and color graded it in Final Cut Pro using Twixtor, Knoll Light Factory and Magic Bullet.

Alcidez Zonco as Borges
Assistant Director: Max Laux
Production Manager: Arnoni Lenz
Production Company: Zeppelin Filmes

Track: Gustavo Santaolalla - De Usuahia a la Quiaca - The Motorcycle Diaries Soundtrack

Kill Your Television

And to you, dead and bloated nation of sleepwalkers, so content to drown in your own rancid apathy that your own minds and the minds of your children are being bought and sold on the auction block by swarthy old hogs -oh, set a place for the auctioneer, he'll be coming to dinner tonight. No need to bother, honey, he'll be coming live via satellite direct, right through our brand new mofkin' super-mega-screen Home Monitor System...

The Prodigy "Breathe"

Take A Deep Breathhhhh

Arctic Monkeys "I bet you look good on the Dancefloor"

I bet you do~

Bobby Long "Left to Lie"

Just discovered Bobby Long a couple weeks ago and I'm really liking his tunes. Check out his CD "A Winter's Tale"

Dandy Warhols "We Used to Be Friends"

My fav band this week

White Stripes "Party of Special Things to Do"

Captain Beefheart cover by the White Stripes

when the stiff wind blows
the flag don't wiggle in the party of special things to do
I met the ace of love
she took me to her plantation for the love without separation
in the party of special things to do
it could happen to me it could happen to you
I met the ace of love she said I want you to go to the party of special things to do
and when you're through I'll be right here waiting for you
here take these sparks so my distant cousins can get along with you
watch out for the mirror man and elixir sue
when I got to the party of special things to do
it wasn't hard to find Elixir Sue
I met all the cards the wild cards
the one-eye jill the red queen
she turned her head you know what I mean
she turned it back and said "I got a brand new game I want to lay on you"
I met them all
at the party of special things to do
when I was done I was far from through I returned to the ace of love now wouldn't you?
I met them all
the camel wore a nightie the camel wore a nightie at the party of special things to do
elixir sue it wasn't hard to find liquor at the party of special things to do
I met all the cards the wild cards you know what I mean
then she turned it back and said "I got a brand new game I think I want to lay on you"
I met elixir sue at the party of special things to do
it's so special

"Agib" - Natacha Atlas نتاشا اطلس

ya bou alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart
mahma t'rouh, t'rouh, wo taghib
no matter how much you go away and be absent
ya bou alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart
mahma t'rouh, t'rouh, wo taghib
no matter how much you go away and be absent

albi i'oul lek ya habibi
my heart says to you"Oh my beloved"
dah min ghirek da ma ifiq
that it doesn't wake up without you
albi i'oul lek ya habibi
my heart says to you"Oh my beloved"
dah min ghirek da ma ifiq
that it doesn't wake up without you

'oul li wenta rahil anni
tell me when you are away from me oh my beloved
ya habibi arrab minni
oh dear,come closer to me
'oul li wenta rahil anni
tell me when you are away from me oh my beloved
ya habibi arrab minni
oh dear,come closer to me

refrain:
nefsi achoufek, achoufek gami
i wish i can see you next to me
dah enta ya rohi albi, wo omri
cause you're my soul,my heart and life
nefsi achoufek, achoufek gami
i wish i can see you next to me
dah enta ya rohi albi, wo omri
cause you're my soul,my heart and life

ya bou... ya bou... alb agib...
ya bou... ya bou... alb agib...

ya habibi, ed-dounya mak helwa
my beloved,life is sweet with you
denta, fiha, alha ghenoua
you're in it,the most beautifuls song
ya habibi, ed-dounya mak helwa
my beloved,life is sweet with you
denta, fiha, alha ghenoua
you're in it,the most beautifuls song

nefsi, achoufek, koulli sania
i want to see you,every second
ya... ya... bou alb agib.......
Oh the one with a strange heart

ya bou alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart
mahma t'rouh, t'rouh, wo taghib
no matter how much you go away and be absent
ya bou alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart
mahma t'rouh, t'rouh, wo taghib
no matter how much you go away and be absent

albi i'oul lek ya habibi
my heart says to you"Oh my beloved"
dah min ghirek da ma ifiq
that it doesn't wake up without you
albi i'oul lek ya habibi
my heart says to you"Oh my beloved"
dah min ghirek da ma ifiq
that it doesn't wake up without you

'oul li wenta rahil anni
tell me when you are away from me oh my beloved
ya habibi arrab minni
oh dear,come closer to me
'oul li wenta rahil anni
tell me when you are away from me oh my beloved
ya habibi arrab minni
oh dear,come closer to me

repeat refrain

ya............ bou.......... alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart


ya............ bou.......... alb agib
Oh the one with a strange heart...

ya..... bou... alb agib..... ya..... ya..... bou alb agib...
Oh the one with a strange heart...

'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says

This is a prepared text of the Commencement address delivered by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, on June 12, 2005.

I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories.

The first story is about connecting the dots.

I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out?

It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college.

And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting.

It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example:

Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating.

None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, it's likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later.

Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.

My second story is about love and loss.

I was lucky — I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation — the Macintosh — a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating.

I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me — I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over.

I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life.

During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I returned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together.

I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle.

My third story is about death.

When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.

Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything — all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.

About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes.

I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now.

This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope it's the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept:

No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.

Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma — which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of others' opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.

When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions.

Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you.

Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish.

Thank you all very much.