I’m kind of bummed I didn’t get Peppermint Patty, but then without baseball questions how could you? Still, Daphne is a dip; Velma could do much better any night at Lick.
You Are the Very Gay Velma! |
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But Velma is all about Daphne… not Fred! |
I’m kind of bummed I didn’t get Peppermint Patty, but then without baseball questions how could you? Still, Daphne is a dip; Velma could do much better any night at Lick.
You Are the Very Gay Velma! |
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But Velma is all about Daphne… not Fred! |
Unfortunately, the video is marred by the incessant nattering of a group of twangy Australian talking heads, some of whom grin in the most merciless fashion while discussing Nick Drake‘s suicide and Heath Ledger‘s depression, no doubt thinking all the while of their ratings. If I find a version without them, rest assured I will post it.
For those who don’t know, Nick Drake is a formerly-forgotten British troubadour who, for the past year or so, has been experiencing a Renaissance along Tim Buckley lines. He wrote this in 1974, not long before committing suicide by overdose; the “Black Dog” was Winston Churchill‘s term for the clinical depression that marred his life from time to time. Lyrics over the jump, courtesy of APlaceToBe – Reflections of Nick Drake.
(they take video down, someone re-uploads it; let me know if it goes missing again)
Enjoy this fine, fine television programming from the golden days of the Seventies: so much to mock, so much to adore. Charlie’s Angels. Watergate. Jethro Tull. Fat Ties. Fat Lapels. Fat Elvis.
Arthur C. Clarke.
Chariots of the Gods.
Sea Monsters!
I know, it’s not an original title, but after watching this a couple of times I can’t really think straight; I can only sit smiling blankly, Buddha-like, into the face of the full moon. Watch and listen as Hawai’ian Jake Shimabukuro takes the ukelele to places in the human heart and the heart of the universe that we never knew it could go.
When will that stupid network stop taking these videos down and let us tell people how good their stuff is?
Shimabukuro named his latest CD Gently Weeps because of his affection for George Harrison. The late musician, whose primary instrument was guitar, also played ukulele and would take one along wherever he went.
“I really believe he got a lot of his ideas from the ukulele because they work so well with the instrument — songs like Something,” Shimabukuro says.
And here’s Jake performing one of my favorite Beatles songs, In My Life. Can’t disagree with the list of reasons he makes the Babewatch radar, either.
Well, I AM the greatest. But I don’t think they had Ruffian on this, so what the hell kind of a quiz is that? Sexism!
Stolen from kstafford @ TheAspiringHorseplayer. I would, for the record, so TOTALLY have been Ruffian.