You can watch the film in its entirety online here.
Sade Adu Releases Video for New Single “Young Lion”: Watch
25 minutes ago
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT
DUE TO RECENT DEVELOPMENTS WHERE BLOGGER HAVE TAKEN DOWN SOME OF MY POSTS THERE WILL BE A FEW CHANGES HERE AT 'EXILE'.
Firstly as the posts that were taken down were both linked to music at www.archive.org and therefore were completely legal to download, I have to presume that it is bots that are
Firstly as the posts that were taken down were both linked to music at www.archive.org and therefore were completely legal to download, I have to presume that it is bots that are
The Hollowmen - Margaret
1980s Australian group fronted by Billy Baxter and in this clip featuring the wonderful Barb Waters (Billy Baxter on harmonica).
Paul Kelly - Billy Baxter
Possibly Paul Kelly's very first appearance on TV.
This is with his band 'The Dots' and is from 1981.
Billy Baxter had a band 'The Hollowmen'.
This is with his band 'The Dots' and is from 1981.
Billy Baxter had a band 'The Hollowmen'.
Paul Kelly - From St. Kilda To Kings Cross
Paul Kelly's promo-video for the track 'From St. Kilda To Kings Cross' taken from the 1985 album 'Post'.
Paul Kelly - 40 Miles To Saturday Night
The promo clip, by Paul Kelly & The Coloured Girls.
(Released as PK & The Messengers overseas).
Video by Sue Davis 1988.
Monday, 8 December 2008
Afghans win 'homeless' soccer world cup
"A-F-G"Story from 'The Age' here.
My vote for the first 'exile-oxymoron-of-the-year' award goes to the letter writer in last Saturday's 'The Age' who on hearing that a competitor in this tournament had disappeared with the possible intention of claiming political asylum wrote that we should just
"send the homeless back home."
Roman Kaminski from Lurg, you are an idiot!
More on the Homeless World Cup here.
My vote for the first 'exile-oxymoron-of-the-year' award goes to the letter writer in last Saturday's 'The Age' who on hearing that a competitor in this tournament had disappeared with the possible intention of claiming political asylum wrote that we should just
"send the homeless back home."
Roman Kaminski from Lurg, you are an idiot!
More on the Homeless World Cup here.
Delmore Schwarz 1913 - 1966
Delmore Schwarz was born on this day in 1913."You killed your European son
You spit on those under twenty-one
But now your blue cars are gone
You better say so long
Hey hey hey bye bye bye …
You made your wallpaper green
You wanted to make love to the scene
Your European son is gone
You better say so long
Your cloud is drifting goodbye"
Lou Reed (Velvet Underground) - “European Son
(to Delmore Schwartz)”
America, America!
I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it,
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
to new America.
I am burdened with the truck and chimera, hope,
acquired in the sweating sick-excited passage
in steerage, strange and estranged
Hence I must descry and describe the kingdom of emotion.
For I am a poet of the kindergarten (in the city)
and the cemetery (in the city)
And rapture and ragtime and also the secret city in the
heart and mind
This is the song of the natural city self in the 20th century.
It is true but only partly true that a city is a "tyranny of
numbers"
(This is the chant of the urban metropolitan and
metaphysical self
After the first two World Wars of the 20th century)
--- This is the city self, looking from window to lighted
window
When the squares and checks of faintly yellow light
Shine at night, upon a huge dim board and slab-like tombs,
Hiding many lives. It is the city consciousness
Which sees and says: more: more and more: always more.
Delmore Schwartz
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
to new America.
I am burdened with the truck and chimera, hope,
acquired in the sweating sick-excited passage
in steerage, strange and estranged
Hence I must descry and describe the kingdom of emotion.
For I am a poet of the kindergarten (in the city)
and the cemetery (in the city)
And rapture and ragtime and also the secret city in the
heart and mind
This is the song of the natural city self in the 20th century.
It is true but only partly true that a city is a "tyranny of
numbers"
(This is the chant of the urban metropolitan and
metaphysical self
After the first two World Wars of the 20th century)
--- This is the city self, looking from window to lighted
window
When the squares and checks of faintly yellow light
Shine at night, upon a huge dim board and slab-like tombs,
Hiding many lives. It is the city consciousness
Which sees and says: more: more and more: always more.
Delmore Schwartz
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