Dagsson
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Tuesday 23 December 2008
Monday 22 December 2008
Art Ensemble of Chicago (featuring Fontella Bass) - 'Theme De Yoyo"
'Your head is like a yoyo, your neck is like the string. Your body's like a camembert oozing from its skin.
Your fanny's like two sperm whales floating down the Seine. Your voice is like a long fuck that's music to your brain.
Your eyes are two blind eagles that kill what they can't see. Your hands are like two shovels digging in deep.
And your love is like an oil-well. Dig, dig, dig, dig it, On the Champs-Elysees'.
Get it here.
(From 'Les Stances A Sophie' S/T.)
(Pure sassiness that even your most elderly relative will twitch to come this party season!)
(From 'Les Stances A Sophie' S/T.)
(Pure sassiness that even your most elderly relative will twitch to come this party season!)
Sunday 21 December 2008
Countdown to Armageddon
Public Enemy & the Jungle Brothers at the Esplanade Hotel in St. Kilda on January 1st (SOLD OUT) and the 2nd. (Tickets here.)With PE doing a gig in Brisbane also on the 1st before jetting down to Melbourne at least this time there will be an excuse for Flava to NOT know what city he is in!
(A reference to the time I saw them at Festival Hall & he bounded on stage here in Melbourne and told us how good it was to be in Sydney!)
Hello Dan it's Joe here, I hope you are keeping well / It's the 21st of December now they're ringing the last bell
Paul Kelly - 'How To Make Gravy' Live 17th November 2006.
Make Poverty History concert Myer Music Bowl Melbourne.
"Hello Dan, it's Joe here
I hope you're keeping well
Its the 21st of December
now theyre ringing the last bell
if I get good behaviour
I'll be out of here by July
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas day
Pleeeease don't let them cry for me
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's
flying in from the coast
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that
won't stop the roast
Who's gonna make the gravy now?
I bet it won't taste the same
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of
tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
(Just a little too much cologne)
And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the
back
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm
sorry,
And kiss the sleepy children for me
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back."
(Paul Kelly)
The best Xmas song ever.
Make Poverty History concert Myer Music Bowl Melbourne.
"Hello Dan, it's Joe here
I hope you're keeping well
Its the 21st of December
now theyre ringing the last bell
if I get good behaviour
I'll be out of here by July
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas day
Pleeeease don't let them cry for me
I guess the brothers are driving down from Queensland and Stella's
flying in from the coast
They say it's gonna be a hundred degrees, even more maybe, but that
won't stop the roast
Who's gonna make the gravy now?
I bet it won't taste the same
Just add flour, salt, a little red wine and don't forget a dollop of
tomato sauce for sweetness and that extra tang
And give my love to Angus and to Frank and Dolly,
Tell 'em all I'm sorry I screwed up this time
And look after Rita, I'll be thinking of her early Christmas morning
When I'm standing in line
I hear Mary's got a new boyfriend, I hope he can hold his own
Do you remember the last one? What was his name again?
(Just a little too much cologne)
And Roger, you know I'm even gonna miss Roger
'Cause there's sure as hell no one in here I want to fight
Oh praise the Baby Jesus, have a Merry Christmas,
I'm really gonna miss it, all the treasure and the trash
And later in the evening, I can just imagine,
You'll put on Junior Murvin and push the tables back
And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the
back
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat
Tell her that I'm sorry, yeah I love her badly, tell 'em all I'm
sorry,
And kiss the sleepy children for me
You know one of these days, I'll be making gravy,
I'll be making plenty, I'm gonna pay 'em all back."
(Paul Kelly)
The best Xmas song ever.
Saturday 20 December 2008
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