Sean Daily is an English major from New Jersey now living in Las Vegas, the Other City of Lights. "I consider 'Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas' to be comfort reading, I like the al pastor tacos at Tacos Mexico and I count among my literary influences the Chainsaw from 'Doom'. 'RRRRRR! You don't like that, do you, Mr. Undead Marine! RRRRRR!'"
Shanoah Alkire is our Discordian at large. "Born in Santa Cruz, I grew up in Grass Valley and the Bay Area, and now lurk in Las Vegas. My literary influences include Ray Bradbury,
Lewis Carroll, and Douglas Adams. I also program as a hobby,
and currently maintain the Gtk port of Angband. You can find
a rather old bio of me here."
This keeps with two recent themes. This is another song being sung by Joan Baez, but I really wish I’d found it when I was posting about Mary Travers death, because this is a duet with Mary, and is appropriate to the topic.
Walk That Lonesome Valley is a traditional, but it’s well sung. And, no, I’m not intentionally playing a bunch of songs that are depressing or about death. It just seems to work out that way.
(And remember, Sean, if you’re reading this, you can post and change the theme at any time. )
Before I detoured to comedy and scottish music[1], I’d been playing a bunch of Joni Mitchell music. It occurred to me that I’m remiss in having played a bunch of Joni’s music, but not having played any Joan Baez.
So I thought I’d make up for it. Here is one of her better known songs, Donna Donna.
This is a very serious, sorrowful song, originally written in Yiddish. It is in fact, I believe, supposed to be about Jewish people in Nazi Germany. Here is what it sounds like in Yiddish, as played by Klesmer R’s.
Though, if you remember the laughter from the Beatles “I Am the Walrus”, I tend to picture that in the chorus about the winds laughing. Rather inappropriate, I know…
As much as I like this Scottish theme, I’d be remiss in not observing that Mary Travers of Peter, Paul, and Mary passed away last Wednesday.
I think everyone here knows how much I like Peter, Paul, and Mary. She was 72, and passed away of leukemia. It’s a damn shame that her death will probably be overshadowed by Michael Jackson’s, happening the same year.
This isn’t related to the last post either, except, perhaps, in that it isn’t related.
Don’t really have much time for posting today, but here’s a song by XTC I found. This one is called Dear God, and basically consists of the ranting and raving people of a highly Christian background tend to do when they rub more then two brain cells together.
Of course, in my opinion, the fact that there is suffering in the world doesn’t mean god doesn’t exist. It just generally means that there is something wrong with the model of god given, or that there are constraints that you don’t know about.
Besides, if bad things didn’t happen, we’d still be in the stone age. And, frankly, good and evil are too sides of a coin; you can’t really have one without the other.
Still, I like songs like this. It shakes people out of complacency…
Great, just what I need. A Summon Sean spell with The Bee Gee’s Greatest Hits as a material component. Just effen great.
Actually, I do see a theme developing. You post some disco, and then I post the antidote to the disco. Arms dealers do it all the time – sell the measure and the countermeasure in the same catalog. Capitalism!
Anyway, since you started a joke, I’ll finish the audience off with a killing joke. This is The Death and Resurrection Show, off Killing Joke’s 2003 self-titled album, and the lyrics are… wow. All that and power chords, too. How can you go wrong?
You know, it’s funny how George Lucas and Killing Joke can read Joseph Campbell’s Hero With a Thousand Faces and come up with completely different interpretations. Personally, I think Killing Joke is closer to the truth than Lucas ever will be.
To top things off, I think I’ll post the lyrics here, courtesy of LyricWiki… and probably for many of the same reasons you posted the lyrics to I Started a Joke, Shanoah.
Mark out the points
Build the pyre
Assemble different drummers
Light up the fire
Put on your masks
And animal skins
Illumination, illumination
Listen to the drums
Between each beat, each beat of the drum
O beloved Mother of Liberty
Hold me in your arms
Burn burn, burn brightly
Burn burn, burn white heat
And the day will come
Before the lights go out
Who will you turn to
Who will you turn to
Choose the crucifixion
Or Osiris slain
Recurring themes, time again
Illumination, illumination
Burn burn, burn white heat
Oh how ingenious the centuries of lies
Ezekiel’s chariots streak across the skies
Holy books and history texts forget
Because we know
Souls are recycled in the death and
Resurrection show
O beloved Mother of Liberty
Come to me
Everything I’m taught, amounts to nought
Everything I learn, the fire shall burn
Notions of myself that when I’m not
Whoever I was is now lost
Illumination, illumination
Burn burn, burn brightly
Burn burn, burn white heat
Oh how ingenious the centuries of lies
Ezekiel’s chariots streak across the skies
Holy books and history texts
Forget because we know
Souls are recycled in
The death and resurrection show
Well, no new deaths today that I know of, though I haven’t really checked too closely. It’d be pretty eerie if a new celebrity started dying each day for a blog theme, after all. Like Michael Jackson, who is now confirmed to have died of a heart attack. (The default method of dying from having your name written in the notebook from Death Note, as I recall.)
Don’t think we had a firm established theme before that, so I’ll fall back on what I had been doing: posting Frank Zappa songs.
This one’s a rather nice rundown of televangelists and other religious groups, Jesus Thinks You’re A Jerk. Includes jabs at Jim & Tammy, and the Ku Klux Klan, among others. Pity the lyrics shown are occassionally misspelled, or incorrect. (Bush for Pat was one noticed, for example.)
It’s a fun song lambasting various people and groups that need it, anyways. And no, not work safe.
Well, rather then wistfully gazing into our past, why don’t we wistfully gaze into a different past?
Here’s a song by SFA by the name of Hometown Unicorn, which is, in fact, from Fuzzy Logic(1996). The package for the single for this song also has your Welsh lesson for the day; it said “Bydded goleuni!” on it.
Didn’t John mention UFO’s in conjunction with Yoko Ono in Out The Blue, too? Interesting when there are recurring themes.
To give todays John Lennon song proper perspective, I’m going to do something rather unusual for this blog lately; play a song not by John Lennon. Here’s Bob Dylan with Gotta Serve Somebody.
All right, got it? Well, John Lennon heard this song. Apparently it upset him a bit, so he wrote this song, Serve Yourself, sung in psuedo-Dylan style. Rated not work safe for bad language, and stuff offensive to closeminded people of most major religions.
Theres a 8 minute version with less bad language, and without him trying to imitate Bob Dylans voice, too.
You may recall, with The Exorcist, that I’d been posting house dj music. I thought I’d continue the theme by playing DHS’s The House of God. I rather enjoy the animation on this, anyways.
And as long as I’m at it, there certainly are hooligans in the house of god, so why don’t I play The Ragga TwinsHooligan 69? I always did like the audio from the opening of Prince’s Let’s Go Crazy…
Why, yes it was, Sean. In fact, I remember at least one quip about The Naked Time in the review I linked to. And, yes, the possibilities with sex androids are endless. Which is probably why Tasha Yar was so thrilled.
But if you’re going to post a fake documentary clip, I’ll post a fake documentary movie trailer. You see, there was this movie called Expelled: No Intelligence Allowed by Ben Stein that was supposed to talk about Evolution and Intelligent Design[1], but was actually one big propaganda piece.
Well, I can’t really judge, not having seen it, but it looked like it, from the trailer, and people that have seen it claim it was. There are debunking sites for it and everything.
The trailer I’m going to show you I thought was rather amusing, though, and it’s from Richard Dawkins site. It is called Sexpelled: No Intercourse Allowed. Richard Dawkins as a sex maniac…
[1] A name I’ve never understood for the theory. Even if everything was created by some omnipotent being, take a quick look around you. Wouldn’t a more appropriate name for the idea be Damn Stupid Design?
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