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8204. wonkers2 - 5/19/2006 2:51:57 PM

From Poetry Magazine:

"Schlessinger, recalling that Viereck, amazingly enough was the great-grandson of Kaiser Wilhelm I, through the Kaiser's mistress, the actress Edwina Viereck, calls him a 'romantic classicist, a poetic constitutionalist, an immoderate moderate, a Bohemian who argues for propriety and restraint.' Viereck himself put it this way: 'Progress is achieved in zig zags, by constant readiness to readjust to reality. A straight line is th longest distance between two points and the bloodiest.'"

8205. wonkers2 - 5/25/2006 1:11:21 PM

The Feds in My Head

8206. jexster - 5/26/2006 7:33:13 PM

For the ages...

check out #2 on ITunes/MSNMusic/Rhapsody etc...

"Chimes Of Freedom" - The Byrds
"Chimes Of Freedom" - Youssou N'Dour
"Chimes Of Freedom (live)" - Bruce Springsteen
"Chimes Of Freedom (Live Version)" - Bob Dylan


    Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll
    We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashing
    As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds
    Seeming to be the chimes of freedom flashing
    Flashing for the warriors whose strength is not to fight
    Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight
    An' for each an' ev'ry underdog soldier in the night
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    In the city's melted furnace, unexpectedly we watched
    With faces hidden while the walls were tightening
    As the echo of the wedding bells before the blowin' rain
    Dissolved into the bells of the lightning
    Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
    Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an' forsaked
    Tolling for the outcast, burnin' constantly at stake
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    Through the mad mystic hammering of the wild ripping hail
    The sky cracked its poems in naked wonder
    That the clinging of the church bells blew far into the breeze
    Leaving only bells of lightning and its thunder
    Striking for the gentle, striking for the kind
    Striking for the guardians and protectors of the mind
    An' the unpawned painter behind beyond his rightful time
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    Through the wild cathedral evening the rain unraveled tales
    For the disrobed faceless forms of no position
    Tolling for the tongues with no place to bring their thoughts
    All down in taken-for-granted situations
    Tolling for the deaf an' blind, tolling for the mute
    Tolling for the mistreated, mateless mother, the mistitled prostitute
    For the misdemeanor outlaw, chased an' cheated by pursuit
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    Even though a cloud's white curtain in a far-off corner flashed
    An' the hypnotic splattered mist was slowly lifting
    Electric light still struck like arrows, fired but for the ones
    Condemned to drift or else be kept from drifting
    Tolling for the searching ones, on their speechless, seeking trail
    For the lonesome-hearted lovers with too personal a tale
    An' for each unharmful, gentle soul misplaced inside a jail
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught
    Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended
    As we listened one last time an' we watched with one last look
    Spellbound an' swallowed 'til the tolling ended
    Tolling for the aching ones whose wounds cannot be nursed
    For the countless confused, accused, misused, strung-out ones an' worse
    An' for every hung-up person in the whole wide universe
    An' we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.

    8207. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 6:55:31 AM

    All that i'm asking tonight, is that I make it back home alive

    No explosions, no crashes, no fights, I wanna get back home...
    Back home...back home...
    I wanna get back home...
    Back home...back home...
    I wanna get back home...
    Back home...back home...
    I wanna get back home...
    Back home...back home...
    Back home tonite

    ~Lost On Yer Merry Way
    Grandaddy

    8208. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 6:58:47 AM

    Here comes the chaos
    Perfectly on time again
    Is it ever gonna end
    I feel so far away from home
    Always so far away


    ooopsie...Grandaddy again....goodnight
    demolition can be fun

    8209. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 7:44:03 AM

    Off on a merry way, Often in a lotta days, Lost on yer merry way
    Cause unrevealed and never known...And never known...

    Trouble with people like me, Tie 'em down and then they vanish instantly

    Let this one fly...

    Its really no problem, you see, When the sky ignites and your days crash quietly,

    Let this one fly...

    Off on a merry way, Often alotta days, Lost on yer merry way


    ~yeah, I forget: Grandaddy again

    8210. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:03:00 AM

    Mary Anne, doesn't understand,
    I wanna be her man, stupid Mary Anne.
    Now I must complain, that she lacks a brain,
    But my hearts in pain, it's driving me insane.

    I think it's funny that Mary's such a dummy
    You gotta really love her coz she has a lot of money,
    And if she would only marry me,
    It would really improve my economy.

    Oh, Mary Anne, doesn't understand,
    I wanna be her man, oooohhh stupid Mary Anne.

    Stupid Mary Anne
    I think it's funny that Mary's such a dummy
    You gotta really love her coz she has a lot of money,
    And if she would only marry me,
    It would really improve my economy.

    Oh, Mary Anne, doesn't understand,
    I wanna be her man, oooohhh stupid Mary Anne.
    DEAD MILKMAN......yay
    Mary Anne, Mary Anne I wanna be your man,
    Mary Anne, I wanna take your hand,
    Mary Anne, I wanna see your plans,
    Mary Anne, Oh won't you understand,
    Mary Anne, I wanna be your man,
    Mary Anne, I wanna take your hand,
    Mary Anne, Oh won't you understand
    OOOhhhhhhh - stupid Mary Anne

    8211. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:08:17 AM

    I won't be the one who's going to let you down
    Maybe you'll get what you want this time around
    I won't be the one who's going to let you down
    Maybe you'll get what you want this time around

    The trick is to keep breathing
    ~garbage

    8212. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:10:42 AM

    I helped her out of a jam I guess
    But I used a little too much force

    8213. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:14:24 AM

    So now I'm going back again
    I got to get her somehow
    All the people we used to know
    They're an illusion to me now
    Some are mathematicians
    Some are carpenter's wives
    Don't know how it all got started
    I don't what they're doing with their lives
    But me I'm still on the road
    Heading for another joint
    We always did feel the same
    We just saw it from a different point of view
    Tangled up in Blue.


    I'm running.

    8214. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:19:42 AM

    head like a hole.
    black as your soul.
    i'd rather die than give you control.
    head like a hole.
    black as your soul.
    i'd rather die than give you control.

    bow down before the one you serve.
    you're going to get what you deserve.
    bow down before the one you serve.
    you're going to get what you deserve.

    8215. Ulgine Barrows - 5/27/2006 8:43:15 AM

    Jam on cuz Backstreet's got it
    Come on now everybody
    We've got it goin' on for years

    8216. wabbit - 5/28/2006 1:25:39 PM

Jexster, please close your tags.

8217. alistairconnor - 5/29/2006 10:41:36 AM

Some are carpenter's wives

Fancy that. In my head, it was "fishermen's wives". Had it wrong in my head for all those years.

I like my version better. More euphonious.

Some are mathematicians
Some are fishermen's wives

8218. Ulgine Barrows - 6/10/2006 2:36:59 AM

eh-there is something cultural here about a fishwife that I'm sure I don't understand.

8219. arkymalarky - 6/10/2006 4:24:17 AM

They're known for their vulgar speech.

8220. Ulgine Barrows - 6/10/2006 5:41:08 AM

ears perking up, tucking tail

Thanks.

8221. Ulgine Barrows - 6/10/2006 6:11:55 AM

"It Came From Nashville", Webb

8222. arkymalarky - 6/11/2006 2:16:56 AM

Great New Band

8223. Adam Selene - 6/24/2006 3:24:26 AM

Gonna see Nellie McKay (my heartthrob) in tomorrow's Threepenny Opera matinee at Studio 54 off Broadway. Been waiting a couple of months for this with tickets in hand (well.. in will-call, anyway.) Can't wait... probably won't sleep much.

Not that I'm looking forward to a 3-hour Amtrak ride... well, actually I am. Nice chance to spend time with my wife after a week of late-night software patch-parties. Semi-annual delivery schedules are great usually... except about twice a year when they are hell. (DLL-Hell, if you know what I mean.)

Anyway - I hope the show is fully-staffed. This is extension week, who knows if the original cast will all be there. Not that I care about the rest... but I sure hope Nellie is healthy!!

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