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Saturday, October 29, 2011

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

Friday, October 28, 2011

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



    
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Sonic Youth "Sacred Trickster"

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

Thursday, October 27, 2011

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".

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Sonic Youth "Superstar"



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

Monday, October 24, 2011

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.

Friday, October 21, 2011

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

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

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

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

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...

Thursday, October 13, 2011

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"

Friday, October 7, 2011

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

Thursday, October 6, 2011

"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...

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

'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.

Sex Pistols "Bodies"



One last video from the Sex Pistols....one of the hardest rocking bands EVER!

Sex Pistols "New York"



An immitation from New York
You're made in Japan
From cheese and chalk
You're hipy tarts hero
'cos you put on bad show
Oh don't it show

Still oh out on those pills
Oh do you remember

Think it is well playing Max's kansas
You're looking bored
And you're acting flash
With nothing in your gut
You better keep yer mouth shut
You better keep yer mouth shut
In a rut

Still oh out on those pills
Do the sambo

You four years on
You still look the same
I think about time
You changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit
You're coming to this
Ya poor litlle faggot
You're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me

Think it's well playing in Japan
When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan
You're just a pile of shit
You're coming to this
Ya poor litlle faggot
You're sealed with a kiss

Still oh out on those pills
Cheap thrills anadins
Aspros anything you're condemned
To eternal bullshit
You're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me

A kiss a kiss you're sealed with a kiss
A looking for a kiss you're coming to this
I wanna kiss anything
Oh kiss this gay boy

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

"Five Months Gone By" by Two Suns



Featuring excerpts from "Experiments In The Revival of Organisms" (1940) by Dr. Sergei Bryukhonenko, and "Things to Come" (1936) by H.G. Wells & William Menzies.

Edited by Chase Spivey

Sex Pistols "God Save the Queen"



Noooooooooo Future for Youuuuuuuuuuu

Saturday, October 1, 2011

James Blake & Bon Iver "Fall Creek Boys Choir"



Cool, trippy song

Grayson Capps & Theresa Andersson "Lorraine's Song"



The full version of the song at the end of "Love Song for Bobby Long"

A Love Song for Bobby Long---Ending



The last few minutes of one of my favorite movies. Starring John Travolta and Scarlet Johansson. The song during the dance is "Lorraine's Song" by Grayson Capps. Sung by Theresa Andersson and Grayson Capps. Last song is "Love Song for Bobby Long" by Grayson Capps.

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