Thursday, December 30, 2021
Tuesday, December 28, 2021
Monday, December 27, 2021
Donna the Buffalo - Seems To Want To Hurt This Time
I first heard this in the parking lot of CVS Pharmacy on East Andrew Johnson Highway at Haun Drive on an NPR affiliate station at ETSU, I think. I didn't pull out of the parking lot 'til it was over. Very important piece of music to me. Hits the spot for a full 11 minutes. Nice.
Saturday, December 25, 2021
Friday, December 24, 2021
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Fucked Up - Two Snakes (Listen Hard)
This thing really, literally delivers on a high note at the end. Fucking cello even, maybe.
Fucked Up - Paper The House - A Masterpiece of Rock & Roll ("Just a kid wonderin' where his dad went.")
Paper the house. Paper the kids. Paper the goddamn paper. This is great! This gets a critical praise hard-on the size of a French baguette. Fucked Up is anything but. What an absolute marvel of a rock and roll masterpiece. In the enduring words of Kim Deal, this thing is Gigantic!
Sunday, December 19, 2021
Friday, December 17, 2021
Tuesday, December 14, 2021
Monday, December 13, 2021
Kid Francescoli - "Moon" (Official Video)
I, vested with no authority whatsoever, hereby nominate this genre of music: Electic Mist
Sunday, December 12, 2021
Before and After: My Brother
These images are of the same man. The earlier version, who is adjacent to a young woman, not pictured, is handsome and ostensibly well. Movie star good looks, and a breathtaking singing voice. Now, fast forward and add congentital mental illness, through absolutely no fault of his own, and congenital self-medication with alcohol and, well, the lower image says it all, especially when he installed a firearm into the already volatile mix. It's heartbreaking. Utterly sad. And there's not a thing anyone can do about it now. Whomever sold him the pistol should be whipped with it. Viciously.
Friday, December 10, 2021
Thursday, December 9, 2021
Wednesday, December 8, 2021
Monday, December 6, 2021
Preacher Marcus Lamb, who spread vaccine lies, dies after being hospitalized with Covi...
The question is, how many of brother Marcus Lamb's followers became unnecessarily sick or unnecessarily dead because of his self-rightous blather.
Arcade Fire - Arcade Fire presents Sprawl II (Directed by Vincent Morisset)
This one will never get old, which, I suppose, means that it will one day be considered timeless. I mean, how could it not? Paper dresses never go out of style. And I haven't even mentioned what lies behind the brilliant direction of this, so called, "video." The music. Jeeeeeeeesus! It seems that I'm still watching television. But, now I'm listening exponentially more intently than those days when I sat in front of the centralized furniture piece with his huge tube and ate potato chips on polyester carpet while watching Batman and Robin with a snow white cat, named Muff at 4105 Watson Road where the phone number was 8777448. What a beautiful cadence.
Sunday, December 5, 2021
Saturday, December 4, 2021
The Cure - A Forest (1980) full 12” Single
Big shout out ot sipsun8, whomever you may be for locating and posting this treaure. How did this escape me in 1980? I was doing everything right: drugs, sex, alcohol. Some way or another, I didn't lock in to the Cure until a decade later. This was/is one of Emily's favorite songs. Played it for her when she was a baby.
Friday, December 3, 2021
Thursday, December 2, 2021
Tuesday, November 30, 2021
Monday, November 29, 2021
Sunday, November 28, 2021
Saturday, November 27, 2021
Fiona Apple - Paper Bag (Official Video)
This was directed by none other than Paul Thomas Anderson. The venue, the Harvey House Restaurant at Union Station in Los Angeles, California. Perfect in every way. Ten out of ten.
Wednesday, November 24, 2021
Tuesday, November 23, 2021
Sunday, November 21, 2021
Saturday, November 20, 2021
The Best of Debussy - Hypnotic Piano Music - Very Good for the Gourd - Performed by Pascal Roge
Clair de lune at 11:34. Jardine sous la pluie at 17:26.
Bill Evans - The Bill Evans Trio - Live in Switzerland (1975 Album)
Piano: Bill Evans; Bass: Eddie Gomez; Drums: Eliot Zigmund.
Friday, November 19, 2021
Chilly Gonzales & Kaiser Quartett | La Galerie de la Bibliothèque de Ver...
"famous in Paris, I'm embarrassed, cause I can't can-can."
Uncle Albert / Admiral Halsey (Medley / Remastered 2012)
"The kettle's on the boil, and we're so easily called away." I used to listen to this on the school bus from elemntary school. I recall imagining that they had murdered Uncle Albert.
Thursday, November 18, 2021
Monday, November 15, 2021
Sunset (2018 Remaster)
This would be a nice addition to her Majesty's funeral, which, I fear, is fast approaching.
Sunday, November 14, 2021
Saturday, November 13, 2021
Thursday, November 11, 2021
Welcome to Appalachia, Joe Talbot (IDLES - WHEN THE LIGHTS COME ON (Official Audio))
Whatever the meaning or reason, this weaves its way beautifully into my tiny
transmitters, comporting perfectly with my view of existence. Thank you, Idles.
Brilliant.
Monday, November 8, 2021
The Gossamer Blouse
The breeze barely noticed piercing puffs through the tiny interspacial loose little rectangular voids in between the spidery strands but blew through anyway, encircling his erecting nipples.
Wait.
He grew up when boys weren't supposed to like cats. Weren't suppose to try on their mother's clothes. Weren't supposed to tell the truth.
Aaron (Aasshole) Rodgers
Aaron Rodgers is an Aasshole for lying about his vaccination status and believing in fairy tales about Covid-19.
Sunday, November 7, 2021
Friday, November 5, 2021
Thursday, November 4, 2021
Wednesday, November 3, 2021
Tuesday, November 2, 2021
Appalachian American Ennui: Cheryl Posey Sommers (July 19,1961 - August 7, 2018)
Appalachian American Ennui: Cheryl Posey Sommers (July 19,1961 - August 7, 2018): Light-footed and happy, she was with me until we decided, perhaps inadvertently, that I was no good for her anymore. She was better than ...
Nightmares
At the time they're in motion they occupy a faux reality that does a masterful job at fooling the sleeping participant into full blown adherence. As if the unfolding events are the only universe at hand. Impending doom seems to be hiding in every crack in every sidewalk travelled. These, we know, only exist in the gray matter crevasses in skulls of the sleeping victims of bad dreams. Wicked little bastards that oddly seem to leave little trace of their unfolding horrors when their gimpish supplicants awaken.
The National - This is the Last Time
The image reminds me of mercury. When I was in elementary school I remember someone bringing a vial of mercury to school. We played with it, pouring it into the little pencil-shaped concavities that were engraved in our desktops. You could drop it and it would scatter into tiny orbs which could then be coaxed back together into the collective glop.
Monday, November 1, 2021
Radiohead - Follow Me Around (Official Video)
This is a great example of a video that perfectly aligns with the music. The drone that is following the protagonist around weaves in and out of places that can only be accomplished with some kind of multi-operational staff of droners. I'm impressed. Thom York doesn't fuck around when it comes to his body of work. You can count on that.
Kate Bush - Wuthering Heights (2018 Remaster)
Kate Bush wrote and recorded this in 1978 at the age of 19. I listened to it for the first time this morning. If I would have had access to this masterpiece, things might have gone differently.
Sunday, October 31, 2021
Saturday, October 30, 2021
Friday, October 29, 2021
Thursday, October 28, 2021
Tuesday, October 26, 2021
Monday, October 25, 2021
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Turning 60
Ten months into my 61st year, I realized that moving into advanced age has a wonderfully useful ancillary; that turning 60, in my case, automatically paired me up with the complement of 60 years of life's experience to help me navigate the new times and the great path forward, aligned on either side by the wonderous unknown.
Tuesday, October 19, 2021
Sunday, October 17, 2021
Dry Cleaning - Scratchcard Lanyard (Official Video)
I can envision returning to this wonderful performance again and again for the rest of my life, like a bouncy ball being bounced against my wall, by the same bouncy ball.
Friday, October 15, 2021
Thursday, October 14, 2021
Wednesday, October 13, 2021
Tuesday, October 12, 2021
You've Barely Touched Your Cake, Donald.
[Clutching her pearls], "You don't look well. What's wrong, my darling boy? Your skin. Looks. I don't know. Burnished. Orange. Alien."
Radiohead - Live in Gdynia, Poland (June 2017)
Masterful concert. Among the best for the coalition, called Radiohead.
Sunday, October 10, 2021
Carlos DeLuna - An Innocent Man Murdered by George W. Bush and his Texas Attorney General, Jim Mattox. Three Murderers, One Innocent Man Executed. Fact.
Netflix has released "Phantom" which details serial murderer Carlos Hernandez, and the mistaken conviction of Carlos DeLuna, which resulted in DeLuna's execution. Eyewitness testimony and myopic investigations lead to the most vulgar injustices of all. The last three men standing, Carlos Hernandez, Bush, and Mattox, all with the blood of innocents on their hands.
Monday, September 20, 2021
Private First Class Lesley L. Matheson, U.S. Army
That's a portraiture of my Great [Maternal] Uncle, Pvt. 1st Class Lesley L. Matheson, U.S. Army, 50th Engineer Combat Battalion, which hangs prominently on my home office wall. He was killed by the Imperial Japanese Army in battle on October 25, 1944 while fighting in the Pacific theatre in the Battle of Leyte Gulf, which was the first time the Japanese pilots used kamikazi tactics. Uncle Lesley's Service Number is 34500566. He was buried at sea.
His ghostly image.
Sunday, September 19, 2021
Moonshine Whiskey and Lead Poisoning
The use of automobile radiators containing lead-soldered parts in the illicit distillation of alcohol (i.e., "moonshine") is an important source of lead poisoning among persons in some rural Alabama counties. From March 5 through October 26, 1991, eight persons were diagnosed with elevated blood lead levels (BLLs) at a local hospital and were reported to the notifiable disease surveillance system maintained by the Alabama Department of Public Health (ADPH). None of these patients had known histories of occupational or other potential sources of lead exposure, but all reported recent histories of moonshine ingestion. This report summarizes the results of an investigation of these cases conducted by the ADPH during December 1991.
A case-patient was defined as any person aged greater than or equal to 17 years who presented to the hospital from January 1, 1990, through December 31, 1991, and had a BLL greater than or equal to 15 ug/dL. Laboratory records of specimens submitted for blood lead determination, and medical records were reviewed at the hospital. In addition to the eight patients reported to the ADPH, review of laboratory records identified one patient with a BLL of 35 ug/dL during November 1990.
Patients ranged in age from 28 to 64 years (median: 33 years); five were female. Five patients resided in the county in which the hospital is located, and four lived in adjacent counties.
All nine patients had been evaluated for alcohol-related medical conditions at the hospital. Manifestations included generalized tonic-clonic seizures (six), microcytic anemia (five) (hematocrit mean: 32.1%), encephalopathy (two), upper extremity weakness (one), and abdominal colic (one). BLLs ranged from 16 ug/dL to 259 ug/dL (median: 67 ug/dL).
Seven patients required hospitalization for 48 hours or longer (range: 2-18 days). Three of these received chelation therapy; initial BLLs were 67, 228, and 259 ug/dL. One patient, whose BLL was 67 ug/dL, died during hospitalization from alcohol-withdrawal syndrome complicated by aspiration pneumonia.
Patients reported moonshine ingestion ranging from 0.2 L per day to 1.5 L per day. No specimens of moonshine consumed by the patients were available for analysis. However, the lead contents of specimens of moonshine confiscated from two radiator-containing stills in the county in 1991 were 7400 ug/L and 9700 ug/L, compared with nondetectable amounts (less than 1.0 ug/L) in municipal water from the county. Consumption of 0.5 L per day of moonshine containing 9700 ug/L lead would result in a steady state BLL of approximately 190 ug/dL. *
Reported by: T Dix, S Walker, MD, Crenshaw County Hospital, Luverne; D Cosby, Alabama Alcohol Beverage Control, Andalusia; CH Woernle, MD, State Epidemiologist, Alabama Dept of Public Health. Div of Field Epidemiology, Epidemiology Program Office; Lead Poisoning Prevention Br, Div of Environmental Hazards and Health Effects, National Center for Environmental Health and Injury Control, CDC.
Appalachian American Ennui: I Used to Call Her Mommy
Appalachian American Ennui: I Used to Call Her Mommy: On cold mornings I helped my grandmother feed the yawning mouth of a Warm Morning stove with shiny black lump-coal. The smell was ine...
Saturday, September 18, 2021
Friday, September 17, 2021
Thursday, September 16, 2021
Wednesday, September 15, 2021
Paul Smith's Garage
I was still a toddler. What is a "toddler" anyway? A baby that is on the go? A baby whose legs have been activated? I was very much on the go. Fact. I think that my aunt Judith, still a young girl, tried to run after me. I know that I worried the shit out of my grandparents', Paul and Anna Mae Smith, as I ran from car to car in the field behind Paul Smith's garage, which, in its day, was a marvel in the automotive repair business on the topigraphicaly busy eastern edge of the mighty Cumberland Plateau on the Morgan County Highway just southeast of Wartburg, Tennessee. Metal carnage awiated me in the field. From one to the other I entererd the wrecked cars, where possible, and grabbed the huge steering wheels and pretended. My infant pretense was binary, without reflection of any kind. The essence of ignorance, forgiven by infancy. In hindsight, I now reflect at the circumstantial evidence of tragedy. So many deaths occurred, broken bones, bloodletting. But at the time, I was joyful in my ignorance. These vehicles in this graveyard were from the 1930's, 40's, and fifties. The latest models yard were early sixties; the year that I was there was 1964. I would be adopted away before I knew what happened to this entire facet of my infancy. Paul Smith would drown and die in a propspective addition to a junk yard, somewhere in Roane County. I was the happiest I would ever be.
My grandfather was a tragic figure. Bent down regularly with bipolar depression and the associated effects of self-medication with copious amounts of alcohol, which he purchased from my maternal grandfather, usually on Sundays.
My first memory was of a time with my grandfather, Paul Clifford Smith. We wrecked in Roane County en route to Warburg from Missionary Ridge, in Chattanooga. He had stopped somewhere on Highway 27 and bought me a Coca Cola in a little green bottle. When we wrecked, his head fell into my diapered lap. I instructed his unconscious face that I no longer wanted my Coke. "Papaw, I don wone my coke no more." In writing this, I cannot imagine why I would have said this because I always empty the recepticle, especially when it contains sugar and carmel flavoring. We were taken to the Roane County Jail where the Smith family was summoned to collect me. My maiden recollection. I can still see it. His sad face.
Monday, September 13, 2021
Hania Rani – Live from Studio S2
I have to believe that if all the politicians, all the haters, myself included, all the autocrats, dictators, prosecutors, judges, public defenders, private defenders, human-resource managers, assistant managers, mid-level managers, county executives, mayors, police chiefs, sheriffs, governors, and presidents of all stripes, would benefit their followers tremendously, gently, and optimistically, by listening to Hana Rani for thirty minutes before they go about their respective days, that are invariably populated within Elinor Wylie's "lathered packs," and "reeking herds."
Sunday, September 12, 2021
Barton Fink
I turned Frank on to Barton Fink this evening. He was transfixed, as I expected. So many themes. But, the most audible was, "you don't listen!" I have a "you don't listen!" story of my own. Comedic, too: Bill Mayhew: "When I shut my eyes, I can almost smell the live oak." Audry: "That's chicken fat, Bill." Mayhew: "Hmm. My olfactory's turning womanish on me -- lying and deceitful."
Duck Creek Accident
I was driving to meet a client in Hancock County when I got in behind the pictured Ford, which was weaving down Duck Creek Road when it veered right and descended to the position shown. A very old man was inside. Once I determined that he was in no immediate danger, I tried to call 9-1-1, but the reception was Appalachian bad. I drove to Highway 31 and flagged down the first vehicle that approached. Turns out, I knew the old couple; Judge Bill McMurry (ret.), and his wife, Judy. They called 9-1-1 so I could return to the scene and monitor the situation until help arrived. At this point I should note that had I not known the old dude was down in hollow, no one would have been able to see him from the road. Serendipity, I guess. I had hollered at the the old man as he was attempted to free himself from the car by extending a walking stick upward and out the drivers' side window, to absolutely no avial. When the law arrived I said as much, to which a bystander declared, that's Stanley Greene. He can't hear a god damned thing. Afterward I checked on him. Not a scratch. I was equally concerned with any fuel or radiator leakage into the tributary. None detected.
That there's the back of Stanley's old white head and his left ear.
Saturday, September 11, 2021
Appalachian American Ennui: Grizzly Bear "Yet Again" By Emily Kai Bock [Offici...
Appalachian American Ennui: Grizzly Bear "Yet Again" By Emily Kai Bock [Offici...: She reminds me of Cheryl Posey, who died in 2018.
Friday, September 10, 2021
Parasite - The Academy Award Winning Masterpiece About the South Korean Wealth Gap
My son, Frank, commented that the pictured family of progtagonists in the film, Parasite, were the equivalent of South Korean Hillbillies. To which I countered, "Verly crlevelr hirr birries."
The film is very, very heavy at the end, but brilliant throughout.
Appalachian Treasure Unearthed
Years ago, while I was clearing brush out of the back paddock, I looked down and saw this partially buried artifact sticking out of the ground. I took it home, cleaned it up, and thus began my longstanding custom of bringing it out ever so often so that it can be admired by the entire family. It's become a tradition in our happy home. I've fought the urge for many years now to put it in the mailbox and hide behind the maple to watch our female mail carrier's reaction when she opened the recepticle. I'm proud of my forebearance. The provenance of this masterpiece remains a complete mystery to me.
Friday, September 3, 2021
Latest Project - The Basement
I used a mint chocolate kit kat as a color theme for my basement, sans sandy cookie striations. Kona Brown and varying shades of tealish mint green. Now and then I can find a discounted gallon of this color. It never matches, but that's okay. It's the basement. Besides, so long as I don't comingle the different mixtures on the same plane, I'm okay. Besides, I really don't give a fuck. If I paint one side of a cube with one shade, and another side with another, you can't event catch it. When I bought this place 27 years ago, there was a dirt floor in the basement with dehumidifiers running 24/7. Now, she's "dry as a hot prairie wind." Bone dry. The freehand chimney art is from the cover of a Frank Black album, entitled "Oddball." I like it because it's creepy. I painted the left eye larger than the distant right eye. I know a man who suffers from this same kind of affliction. Very attractive.
Monday, August 30, 2021
The Raccoon in the Woods: Appalachian Impermanence
The remnants of local raccoon. The critters and the elements reduced it to this state in a matter of a few days. I actually saw a box turtle knawing on it in concert with a couple of big snails, along with the standard issue maggots and flies. It died a violent death. Dogs, I think.
This is the same animal, taken three days prior, before the heavy rains and the scavengers completed their important work.
Friday, August 27, 2021
Thursday, August 26, 2021
Beautyberry
That there's a beautyberry bush, lower right. I picked this up several years ago at Jansch Nursery in Wartburg, after a prison visit. It has little clusters of purple berries that gather at the ends of its branches. Flora native to East Tennessee.
Tuesday, August 24, 2021
Monday, August 23, 2021
Elliot Smith - Waltz #2 (XO)
It's sooo sweet to stumble upon a new song of this caliber. I got turned on to it last night as I watched a documentary about the life and times of Elliot Smith. "I'm never going to know you now, but I'm going to love you anyhow."
Saturday, August 21, 2021
Robert Moore, Crime Reporter - Citizen Tribune
That there's Bob Moore on the right. He was my friend. Problem is, Bob got invited to watch Nicky Sutton's electrocution over in Nashville back in March of 2020. He came home and drank himself to death. Bob was 60.
Careful of the images you allow to be pressed up against your mind's eye if you opt to press your face up against the glass. You never know when one more's going to be that sentence-ending one-too-many. Peace, Bob.
Friday, August 20, 2021
Tuesday, August 17, 2021
Sunday, August 15, 2021
Global Warming and Climate Change Logo - Siberian Wildfires 2021 - An Ominous Image
This image is a fitting logo for global warming and climate change. With these contastrophies in the works, destructive duo that has resulted from the ad hominem ignition of fossil fuel and consequent carbon emissions, Siberians no longer have to go out to cut wood to bring it in to warm their homes. Global warming has ostensibly reversed the process.
Saturday, August 14, 2021
Places Named After Numbers, by Frank Black
"Beyond below above, a gravity that slumbers
at the center of, places named after numbers,
a different kind of love.
(Chorus)
She was right,
she was right there,
she was right there all the time,
collapsing all the way.
And though it seems far from here,
light beams disappear,
into her blackend hair,
I wonder if they reappear.
She was right,
she was right there,
she was right there all the time,
collapsing all the way."
Tuesday, August 10, 2021
Tuesday, July 27, 2021
After and Before, Proof Positive that Less is So Much More.
But only if you can survive the cataclysmic horror that comes with the acutely violent drift without killing yourself. A prime example of consumo-materialism's veneer fools us into believing that things are okay, when they are most definitely not. So, could it be true that the warm colors, antiquities, quilts, and even cats filling a century and a quarter old upstairs room in a Craftsman Home create at their essence sentient lies we absorb that carry us forward to new time, the building misery piling up inside until, well, you know, it happens? Yes, it is true.
Sunday, July 25, 2021
The John Cowan Carving
John Cowan, uniquely interesting, talented, and violent, retained me a few years ago to represent him in connection to a an incident where he was charged with stabbing the shit out of Junior Murray. The sharp interplay between the crime and the carving came to me later. These photos don't do the carving justice. John carved this thing out of a single block of wood. Cherry, I think. Very dense. The head has been meticulously hollowed out such that the brain tissue is free standing and can be viewed into its depth, which extends inward into the concavity of the braincase. The mouth is likewise hollowed with each tooth crafted brilliantly, deep inside the oral cavity. Same for the ears and nasalwork. Each hair is separated by miniscule grooves atop the scalp. The eyes: they play wonderful tricks based upon the angle and luminage of the light source. I'm told that John, who died recently, enjoyed an eightball of cocaine from time to time and that it fuelled what must have been hours-long carving parties of one, into the small hours of countless nights in his house, where he lived alone and where he would die alone. I hope that he listened to quality music during the creation. The carving. It as a gift to me after he was acquitted by a jury of his peers, though he was so unique that I suspect that he had no peers in real time. Peace, John Cowan.
The poem comes to mind: "Anon to sudden silence won, In fancy they pursue, The dream-child moving through a land, of wonders wild and new, In friendly chat with bird or beast -- and half believe it true." Lewis Carroll.
Friday, July 9, 2021
Monday, July 5, 2021
Appalachian American Ennui: Feist - How Come You Never Go There
Appalachian American Ennui: Feist - How Come You Never Go There: Belated discovery of a new artist, who sings and even dances her way into the emotional sweet spot of this aesthete. Her name is Leslie F...
Thursday, July 1, 2021
Friday, June 25, 2021
The Academic Womb from which Radiohead Emerged, Changing Rock & Roll Music Forever
The Abingdon School, Oxfordshire, England
Ground Zero, where the confluence of talent began its tradition; namely, Thom Yorke, Jonny and Colin Greenwood, Ed O'Brien, and Philip Selway.
Thursday, June 24, 2021
Sunday, June 20, 2021
Appalachian American Ennui Nearing its Worst: The Disappearance of Summer Wells
When something like this occurs, metaphorically, it's the equivalent of pulling the fitted sheet off of an old decrepit mattress in some cheap motel and marveling at the residual filth, stained by the worst of humanity. All on God's watch.
This is just up the road in Hawkins County. Just this side of hell.
Wednesday, June 16, 2021
Inmate 483233: (1967 - 2021)
Inmate 483233 didn't commit crimes, he committed a series diabolical attrocities. When I learned that he was recently stabbed to death by a fellow inmate I thought I'd be heartened by the de facto justice. But I wasn't. It was insufficient.
His murderous, unimaginable, torturous acts in May of 2012 in Grassy Fork just down the road in Cocke County ushered in my complete abandonment of any residual belief in god. An ironic gift from this horror of a human, carbon-based composite. I refuse to ever utter his name. This rocked my world, folks. Changed me forever. Left me embarrassed that I ever believed in the existence of god.
Monday, June 14, 2021
Sunday, June 13, 2021
Paul during his 2021 trip out west
I'm listening to Santa Fe by Beirut while looking at my beautiful son. At this moment, I'm completely overwhelmed.
Thursday, June 3, 2021
Monday, May 31, 2021
Sunday, May 30, 2021
Monday, May 24, 2021
Sunday, May 23, 2021
Saturday, May 22, 2021
Radiohead - Pyramid Song / Everything in Its right Place (with lyrics)
This dual audiotory experience occupies the tip of the pinnacle of the peak of the zenith of all things music. It's just that good.
Friday, May 21, 2021
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Great cover of Walking on the Moon, by one of my favorite bands, the Police. This is a great song about falling in love.
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NPR did a piece called "This I Believe" a few years back. Listeners were invited to recite their core beliefs about anything...