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A sobering two minute look at our dependency on oil through the lens of the amount of spillage in last year's BP blowout.
Well I don't want no Abba Zaba.
Don't want no Almond Joy.
There ain't nothing better
Suitable for this boy.
Well it's the only thing
That can pick me up
Better than a cup of gold.
See only a chocolate Jesus
Can satisfy my soul.
- Tom Waits
A remix of the Let It Be... Over Already pic from a couple of days ago with all new OLD pics of our federal candidates: Harper, Iggy, Duceppe, and Layton.
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"Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?"
-William Blake
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I'm not going to say much here. Just go to the host Vimeo page and watch this 3 minute film clip in HD. If it doesn't re-affirm the awe-inspiring beauty of nature in you, you're a zombie.
My kudo-filled ramble to Tom Waits on entering the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.
Ruby's Arms
I will leave behind all of my clothes, I wore when I was with you.
All I need's my railroad boots, and my leather jacket.
As I say goodbye to Ruby's arms, although my heart is breaking,
I will steal away out through your blinds, for soon you will be waking.
The morning light has washed your face, and everything is turning blue now.
Hold on to your pillow case. There's nothing I can do now.
As I say goodbye to Ruby's arms, you'll find another soldier,
and i swear to god by Christmas time, there'll be someone else to hold you.
The only thing I'm taking is the scarf off of your clothesline.
I'll hurry past your chest of drawers, and your broken window chimes.
As I say goodbye, I'll say goodbye, say goodbye to Ruby's arms.
I'll feel my way down the darken hall, and out into the morning.
The hobos at the freightyards, have kept their fires burning.
And Jesus Christ this goddamn rain. Will someone put me on a train.
I'll never kiss your lips again or break your heart.
As i say goodbye, I'll say goodbye, say goodbye to Ruby's arms.