Wednesday, 21 December 2011

Alarm as Dutch lab creates highly contagious killer flu 

♪♫ Funkadelic - Maggot Brain

It's the 21st of December...


A mix&mash of Paul Kelly in performance over six months...
We filmed Paul Kelly over a number of months and realised we could do something unique: we took all the multitrack recordings of Paul performing HOW TO MAKE GRAVY - totalling 98 tracks - and interwove, overlapped and mixed them to create a continuous compilation performance across different venues.
It moves from the intimacy of his A To Z shows and rehearsal, to playing the Corner Hotel and the Falls Festival main stage.
Christmas seemed the perfect time to share this mix&mash of a classic.
These were filmed and recorded for the feature documentary PAUL KELLY: STORIES OF ME, a film by Shark Island Productions - coming in 2012.
http://www.paulkellythemovie.com.au
That time of the year again! The greatest hexmass song ever (bar none!) A modern classic! 
Correspondence will not be entered into...XXX 

Tuesday, 20 December 2011

♪♫ Swedish House Mafia vs. Knife Party - AntidoteNSFW

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현지보도 평양방직공장에서 대동강과일종합가공공장에서 대동강과수종합농장에서 김일성종합대학에서

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All Hail 김정은


At the frontline of our revolution stands Comrade Kim Jong-un, the great successor of the Juche (self-reliance) revolution and the outstanding leader of the party, military and people.

Kim Jong-un looking at things


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Fugazi upload 800 of their live gigs 

(Thanx Robin!!!)

Monday, 19 December 2011

Kim Jong-il: ten things you never knew


1) North Korea's future Great Leader was born in, well, no one seems exactly sure where or when. According to the legend his family cultivated, he was born at his father's log cabin on the side of North Korea's sacred Mt Paektu in 1942.
A swallow was seen in the sky, signalling the early arrival of spring. A new star shone in the sky and a double rainbow was sighted nearby. The Soviets, meanwhile, said their records showed he was born in the Siberian village of Vyatskoye in 1941.
2) The first confirmed sighting of Kim Jong-il came in the early 1970s, when he was spotted on holiday in Malta, where it is understood he was receiving personal English lessons from the Maltese prime minister, Dom Mintoff.
3) In 1994, when he succeeded his father and "Eternal President" Kim Il-sung to lead North Korea, he was granted the first of more than 200 official titles. These included "Guiding Star of the 21st Century", "Glorious General, Who Descended from Heaven", "Amazing Politician", "Ever-Victorious, Iron-Willed Commander" and "Highest Incarnation of the Revolutionary Comradely Love".
4) When Pyongyang's first golf course opened in 1994, he was given the honour of playing the first round. When he came to sign his card at the end, it stated that he had shot a 38-under-par round, which included 11 holes-in-one. His 17 bodyguards were put forward as witnesses to his remarkable feat.
5) In 2006, in reaction to North Korea testing a nuclear weapon, the US stepped up its sanctions against the rogue state. In an attempt to dent Kim Jong-il's known love of luxury goods, the US banned 60 luxury items entering the country, including yachts, Chanel No 5, Segways and even rare stamps.
Knowing that he loved cognac – his court apparently spent $800,000 (£517,000) a year on Hennessy – the US also banned lead crystal and spirits.
6) The US government also banned televisions with screens larger than 29in. It was another attempt to impact on Kim Jong-il's lifestyle. As a film buff, he had a collection of 20,000 videos and DVDs, including his favourites such as Rambo, Friday the 13th and the complete oeuvre of Elizabeth Taylor.
7) In 1978, Kim Jong-il reportedly ordered the kidnapping of celebrated South Korean film-maker Shin Sang-ok and his actor wife Choi Eun-hee so that they could make a socialist version of Godzilla, his all-time favourite film.
8) Ermanno Furlanis, an Italian chef who once worked directly for Kim Jong-il, wrote a book about his experiences stating that he was ordered to carve sashimi from a live fish and never to place anchovies on pizzas. He was also sent to Uzbekistan to buy caviar, Denmark to buy pork, China for grapes and to Thailand for mangos and papayas. A former personal doctor also said that a team of 200 scientists worked to cultivate the perfect diet to ensure he had a longer life.
9) In 2000, a new food "invented" by Kim Jong-il called "Gogigyeopbbang" was introduced to North Koreans. It was described as "double bread with meat", but took on the uncanny appearance of a conventional hamburger. In 2006, another culinary revolution was introduced on Jong-il's orders in an attempt to alleviate food shortages – the breeding of giant rabbits.
10) A government website once stated that Kim Jong-il never needed to urinate or defecate. But the reference was later removed.
@'The Guardian'
HA! 당신 모의하지만 사랑 사랑하는 지도자는 지금 위의 요금에 그의 복수를 가진다!

RIAA and Homeland Security Caught Downloading Torrents

Image of unknown woman beaten by Egypt's military echoes around world

How Luther went viral

Vare Dear Reader



Jonathan Haynes
I do think my favourite Kim Jong-il fact is the first time he played golf he ended 38 under par and got 11 holes in one.

Black Mirror (3) The Entire History of You




Tweets of Wisdom


Graham Linehan
"So you don't mind if someone pirates The IT Crowd" I'd rather you bought it, but I don't want to break the internet to force you to.
Holly Johnson
Interesting that records were bootlegged and taped as far back as I remember even when the music Industry and economy was thriving
Eddi Reader
...and that's the magic of it: hearing it-loves-shares-copies-adapts. Music biz tried to harness that for money.

Beloved Dear Leader RIP 金正日逝世讣告


Kim Jong-il is understood to have suffered a heart attack on Saturday due to physical and mental over-work.

Mr Rudd: Protect Assange!


This is an open letter to Foreign Minister Kevin Rudd and Attorney-General Nicola Roxon. It calls on the Australian government to take steps to ensure Julian Assange's human rights are protected. It will be delivered on 19 December 2011, but we encourage members of the public to sign the letter below by adding their full name in the comments section, together with any comment they may wish to make. Please feel free to spread the word about the letter to others who may be interested.
Bernard Keane and Elizabeth O'Shea

The Hon Kevin Rudd
Minister for Foreign Affairs
Parliament House ACT 2600
Dear Minister
We write to express our concern about the plight of Julian Assange.
To date, no charges have been laid against Mr Assange by Swedish authorities. Nonetheless, we understand that should he be sent to Sweden, he will be held on remand, incommunicado. We note your comments last year about the need for Mr Assange to receive appropriate consular support. We trust that this consular support is being provided and will continue.
We are concerned that should Mr Assange be placed in Swedish custody, he will be subject to the process of "temporary surrender", enabling his removal to the United States without the appropriate legal processes that accompany normal extradition cases. We urge you to convey to the Swedish government Australia's expectation that Mr Assange will be provided with the same rights of appeal and review that any standard extradition request would entail.
Any prosecution of Mr Assange in the United States will be on the basis of his activities as a journalist and editor (Mr Assange's status as such has been recently confirmed by the High Court in England). Such a prosecution will be a serious assault on freedom of speech and the need for an unfettered, independent media.
Further, the chances of Mr Assange receiving a fair trial in the United States appear remote. A number of prominent political figures have called for him to be assassinated, and the Vice-President has called him a "high-tech terrorist". Given the atmosphere of hostility in relation to Mr Assange, we hold serious concerns about his safety once in US custody. We note that Mr Assange is an Australian citizen, whose journalistic activities were undertaken entirely outside of US territory.
Mr Assange is entitled to the best endeavours of his government to ensure he is treated fairly. He is entitled to expect that his government will not remain silent while his liberty and safety are placed at risk by a government embarrassed by his journalism. Australians also expect that their government will speak out against efforts to silence the media and intimidate those who wish to hold governments to account.
We ask that you convey clearly to the United States government Australia's concerns about any effort to manufacture charges against Mr Assange, or to use an unrelated criminal investigation as the basis for what may effectively be rendition. We also urge the government to publicly affirm that Mr Assange is welcome to return to Australia once proceedings against him in Sweden are concluded, and that the government will fully protect his rights as an Australian citizen once here.
We have copied this letter to your colleague, the Attorney-General.
Yours sincerely
Phillip Adams AO
Adam Bandt MP
Wendy Bacon
Greg Barns
Susan Benn
Senator Bob Brown
Dr Scott Burchill
Julian Burnside QC
Dr Leslie Cannold
Mike Carlton
Professor Noam Chomsky
David Collins
Lieutenant Colonel (ret) Lance Collins, Australian Intelligence Corps
Eva Cox
Sophie Cunningham
Roy David
Andrew Denton
Senator Richard Di Natale
Peter Fitzsimons
Rt Hon Malcolm Fraser AC CH
Anna Funder
Professor Raimond Gaita
David Gilmour and Polly Samson
Kara Greiner
Senator Sarah Hanson-Young
Liz Humphrys
Professor Sarah Joseph
Bernard Keane
Professor John Keane
Stephen Keim SC
Steve Killelea
Andrew Knight
Mary Kostakidis
Professor Theo van Leeuwen
Ken Loach
Antony Loewenstein
Senator Scott Ludlam
Associate Professor Jake Lynch
Professor Robert Manne
Dr Ken Macnab
David Lyle
Alex Miller
Senator Christine Milne
Alex Mitchell
Reg Mombassa
Gordon Morris
Jane Morris
Julian Morrow
The Hon Alastair Nicholson AO RFD QC
Nicolé Nolan
Rebecca O’Brien
Elizabeth O’Shea
Michael Pearce SC
John Pilger
Justin Randle
Senator Lee Rhiannon
Guy Rundle
Angus Sampson
Senator Rachel Siewert
Marius Smith
Jeff Sparrow
Professor Stuart Rees AM
Rob Stary
Stephen Thompson
Dr Tad Tietze
Mike Unger
Dale Vince
Brian Walters SC
Rachel Ward
Senator Larissa Waters
Tracy Worcester, Marchioness of Worcester
Senator Penny Wright
Spencer Zifcak
@'Overland'

Assange's treatment says a lot about us

The Plastic People of the Universe


Children of the revolution


Welcome To The United Police States of America, Sponsored By Twitter

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(Thanx Stan!)

Huge toll as boat sinks

AshGhebranious 
When 160 asylum seekers drown, NewsLtd calls them refugees. When 160 asylum seekers reach Australia, NewsLtd calls them illegals

♪♫ Jessica Brown-Findlay - Anyone Who Knows What Love is (Will Understand)

From Black Mirror
(Thanx Swiss Adam!)

الجيش لحظة هجومه على المتظاهرين في القصر العيني Egypt

What a load of wank!!!

From Rogue To Vogue: Megaupload and Kim Dotcom

Chet Baker - Let's Get Lost (1988)


Written and directed by Bruce Weber

Newt Gingrich's Doctoral Dissertation

I Might Be A...

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The Kilimanjaro Darkjazz Ensemble - I Forsee the Dark Ahead, If I Stay (Free Download)

Vaclav Havel RIP

Sunday, 18 December 2011

I want a word with you missy...

Mona Eltahaw
State sexual violence says my body belongs to the state.My body belongs to me, to do with as I wish, not as wishes.That is Revolution.

♪♫ Elvis Costello and Chet Baker - You Don't Know What Love Is

Last Convoy of American Troops Leaves Iraq, Marking an End to the War

Bradley Manning hearing: court told of Iraq unit's intelligence security chaos

♪♫ Massive Attack & Portishead - Glory Box

DJ Andy Smith - Portishead & Massive Attack Sampled night (3.12.11)



As part of the 'Sampled night' at Bar Music Hall in London on 3/12/11 (a night of original samples next to tracks that sampled them) I decided to do a short set of Portishead samples and tracks and then decided to do the same with early Massive Attack (& Wild Bunch) samples and tunes as well. It carries on into 80's Hip Hop samples and tracks after this that I might put up one day. It was 9.00 clock in the evening (somebody from the bar even told me to turn it down at one point as people were eating - That's appreciation for you!!!) 
Tracklist and download
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Ian McEwan on Christopher Hitchens: 'the consummate writer, the brilliant friend'

Christopher Hitchens with Ian McEwan (left) and Martin Amis in Uruguay, posing for a picture which appeared in his memoirs, Hitch 22. Photograph: PR
The place where Christopher Hitchens spent his last few weeks was hardly bookish, but he made it his own. Close to downtown Houston, Texas is the medical centre, a cluster of high-rises like La Défense of Paris, or the City of London, a financial district of a sort, where the common currency is illness. This complex is one of the world's great concentrations of medical expertise and technology. Its highest building, 40 or 50 storeys up, denies the possibility of a benevolent god – a neon sign proclaims from its roof a cancer hospital for children. This "clean-sliced cliff", as Larkin puts it in his poem about a tower-block hospital, was right across the way from Christopher's place – which was not quite as high, and adults only.
No man was ever as easy to visit in hospital. He didn't want flowers and grapes, he wanted conversation, and presence. All silences were useful. He liked to find you still there when he woke from his frequent morphine-induced dozes. He wasn't interested in being ill, the way most ill people are. He didn't want to talk about it.
When I arrived from the airport on my last visit, he saw sticking out of my luggage a small book. He held out his hand for it – Peter Ackroyd's London Under, a subterranean history of the city. Then we began a 10-minute celebration of its author. We had never spoken of him before, and Christopher seemed to have read everything. Only then did we say hello. He wanted the Ackroyd, he said, because it was small and didn't hurt his wrist to hold. But soon he was making pencilled notes in its margins. By that evening he'd finished it.
He could have written a review, but he was due to turn in a long piece on Chesterton. And so this was how it would go: talk about books and politics, then he dozed while I read or wrote, then more talk, then we both read. The intensive care unit room was crammed with flickering machines and sustaining tubes, but they seemed almost decorative. Books, journalism, the ideas behind both, conquered the sterile space, or warmed it, they raised it to the condition of a good university library. And they protected us from the bleak high-rise view through the plate glass windows, of that world, in Larkin's lines, whose loves and chances "are beyond the stretch/Of any hand from here!"
In the afternoon I was helping him out of bed, the idea being that he was to take a shuffle round the nurses' station to exercise his legs. As he leaned his trembling, diminished weight on me, I said, only because I knew he was thinking it, "Take my arm old toad …" He gave me that shifty sideways grin I remembered so well from healthy days. It was the smile of recognition, or one that anticipates in late afternoon an "evening of shame" – that is to say, pleasure, or, one of his favourite terms, "sodality".
That must be how I came to be reading The Whitsun Weddings aloud to him two hours later. Christopher asked me to set the poem in context for his son Alexander – a lovely presence in that room for weeks on end – and for his wife Carol Blue, a tigress for his medical cause. She had tangled so ferociously with some slow element of the hospital's bureaucracy that security guards had been called to throw her out the building. Fortunately, she charmed and disarmed them.
I set the poem up and read it, and when I reached that celebrated end, "A sense of falling, like an arrow shower/Sent out of sight, somewhere becoming rain," Christopher murmured from his bed, "That's so dark, so horribly dark." I disagreed, and not out of any wish to lighten his mood. Surely, the train journey comes to an end, the recently married couples are dispatched towards their separate fates. He wouldn't have it, and a week later, when I was back in London, we were still exchanging emails on the subject. One of his began: "Dearest Ian, Well, indeed – no rain, no gain – but it still depends on how much anthropomorphising Larkin is doing with his unconscious … I'd provisionally surmise that 'somewhere becoming rain' is unpromising."
And this was a man in constant pain. Denied drinking or eating, he sucked on tiny ice chips. Where others might have beguiled themselves with thoughts of divine purpose (why me?) and dreams of an afterlife, Christopher had all of literature. Over the three days of my final visit I took a note of his subjects. Not long after he stole my Ackroyd, he was talking to me of a Slovakian novelist; whether Dreiser in his novels about finance was a guide to the current crisis; Chesterton's Catholicism; Browning's Sonnets from the Portuguese, which I had brought for him on a previous visit; Mann's The Magic Mountain – he'd reread it for reflections on German imperial ambitions towards Turkey; and because we had started to talk about old times in Manhattan, he wanted to quote and celebrate James Fenton's A German Requiem: "How comforting it is, once or twice a year,/To get together and forget the old times."
While I was with him another celebration took place in faraway London, with Stephen Fry as host in the Festival Hall to reflect on the life and times of Christopher Hitchens. We helped him out of bed and into a chair and set my laptop in front of him. Alexander delved into the internet with special passwords to get us linked to the event. He also plugged in his own portable stereo speakers. We had the sound connection well before the vision and what we heard was astounding, and for Christopher, uplifting. It was the noise of two thousand voices small-talking before the event. Then we had a view from the stage of the audience, packed into their rows.
They all looked so young. I would have guessed that nearly all of them would have opposed Christopher strongly over Iraq. But here they were, and in cinemas all over the country, turning out for him. Christopher grinned and raised a thin arm in salute. Close family and friends may be in the room with you, but dying is lonely, the confinement is total. He could see for himself that the life outside this small room had not forgotten him. For a moment, pace Larkin, it was by way of the internet that the world stretched a hand towards him.
The next morning, at Christopher's request, Alexander and I set up a desk for him under a window. We helped him and his pole with its feed-lines across the room, arranged pillows on his chair, adjusted the height of his laptop. Talking and dozing were all very well, but Christopher had only a few days to produce 3,000 words on Ian Ker's biography of Chesterton. Whenever people talk of Christopher's journalism, I will always think of this moment.
Consider the mix. Chronic pain, weak as a kitten, morphine dragging him down, then the tangle of Reformation theology and politics, Chesterton's romantic, imagined England suffused with the kind of Catholicism that mediated his brush with fascism, and his taste for paradox, which Christopher wanted to debunk. At intervals, his head would droop, his eyes close, then with superhuman effort he would drag himself awake to type another line. His long memory served him well, for he didn't have the usual books on hand for this kind of thing. When it's available, read the review.
His unworldly fluency never deserted him, his commitment was passionate, and he never deserted his trade. He was the consummate writer, the brilliant friend. In Walter Pater's famous phrase, he burned "with this hard gem-like flame". Right to the end.
@'The Guardian' 

Peter Hitchens: In Memoriam, my courageous brother Christopher, 1949-2011

Loney Dear – D Major (Live SVT)

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Women's Response to Alcohol Suggests Need for Gender-Specific Treatment Programs

Machinedrum - U Don't Survive (SBTRKT unreleased edit)

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Etta James terminally ill with leukaemia

Damian Burnz - Leaky Leaks

These tracks are a collection of works spanning from 97' till now. Damian was the first producer to work with Slaine (La Coka Nostra) and was also a founding member of www.endoftheweak.com . D is also the first to bring the turntables into the Skarhead mix that landed him a European tour and an array of incredible Skarhead tracks and what not. Iron Solomon, Vanguard & Damian Burnz formed Svengali Brothers in 08' & recorded some heat that will be out in the near future. Leaky Leaks is remixes & original works with ill Bill & Raekwon, Ghostface Killa, Propayne, Slaine, Nems. SkarHead, EndOfTheWeak, The Temptations, Danny Diablo & much more. enjoy!
Individual Tracks
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Gingrich: I’ll ‘ignore’ any Supreme Court ruling I disagree with

Trevor Timm 
Reason behind Gingrich's epiphany that courts can be abolished & whole judicial structure is unconstitutional? Ruling on phrase "under god."

Egypt


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A Photo That Encapsulates the Horror of Egypt's Crackdown

Skream - Ice Cream Jelly Roll

Beach Boys to reunite for 50th anniversary

Cesaria Evora RIP

Singer Cesaria Evora, dubbed the "Barefoot Diva" for often performing without shoes, has died in her native Cape Verde at the age of 70.
The musican, forced to retire earlier this year due to ill-health, began her career singing in the bars of Mindelo in the West African island nation.
Evora did not begin her recording career until 1988, and won a Grammy Award in 2004 for her album Voz D'Amor.
She was famed for singing songs of longing with her rich contralto vocals.
Her sultry voice was often compared to blues star Billie Holliday
Her fourth album, Miss Perfumado, was her breakthrough hit in 1992. It sold more than 300,000 copies worldwide, and resulted in a number of tours. She released 10 albums in all.
Evora had a penchant for alcohol and cigarettes, and in later life her health began to decline. She suffered a stroke while on tour in Australia in 2008 and later underwent open heart surgery.
n September, she spoke of her sadness at having to retire, saying: "I have no strength, no energy. I want you to say to my fans: forgive me, but now I need to rest.
"I infinitely regret having to stop because of illness, I would have wanted to give more pleasure to those who have followed me for so long."
Evora was considered one of the world's greatest exponents of Morna, a form of blues considered the national music of the Cape Verde islands, a former Portuguese colony which gained independence in 1975.
The music is a testament to the country's history, including the slave trade and its physical remoteness in the Atlantic Ocean, hundreds of kilometres off Africa's west coast.
Two days of national mourning has been declared in the small island nation, with President Jorge Carlos Fonseca calling her "one of the major cultural references of Cape Verde".
Prime Minister Jose Maria Neves paid tribute to her "invaluable contribution to the greatness of our nation and our pride".
@'BBC'

Saturday, 17 December 2011

James Iry 
Remember that one time when atheists threatened to kill Christians because of a Twitter trend? Me neither.

Expanding Naloxone Availability in the ACT