<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281</id><updated>2010-01-03T22:58:28.320+01:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Sake Of The Song</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>215</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5723041125039799383</id><published>2008-02-22T22:43:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T22:58:28.329+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Richard Hell And The Voidoids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Family Reunion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mountain Goats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Max Romeo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dr. Feelgood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Johnny Cash'/><title type='text'>Grab this bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/R79M3APsa8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/0sXG0Uzi0es/s1600-h/Chichen+Itza+Mexico+%C2%B407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/R79M3APsa8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/0sXG0Uzi0es/s200/Chichen+Itza+Mexico+%C2%B407.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169935405086960578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday means grab bag time in this neck of the woods. So here we go again with six great songs that caught my ear this week. Got some early punk, some pubrock, and some neo-country from Nashville. Also there´s room for roots reggae, an oldie from the Mountain Goats and Mr. Johnny Cash... What else could you possibly need?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let´s start with Richard Hell &amp;amp; The Voidoids. Hell was one of the visionaries of New York´s CBGB´s scene. He played in the first line-ups of the Heartbreakers and Television, invented the ripped t-shirt look along the way and made a name for himself with the classic album &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blank Generation&lt;/span&gt;. "And when I want to write a song that says it all at once..." That´s the late great Robert Quine on guitar btw. You can find it on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; compilation (&lt;a href="http://www.matadorrecords.com/richard_hell/"&gt;Matador records&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard Hell &amp;amp; The Voidoids - Time MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here´s a brand new song for you. Spiritual Family Reunion have just released an album called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Goodbye Ceremony&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.tractrecords.com/TR063.htm"&gt;Tract Records&lt;/a&gt;, a label to watch. They operate out of Nashville, have former Calexico and Silver Jews members among them, and I think &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Coral Reef&lt;/span&gt; sounds mighty fine.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spiritual Family Reunion - Coral Reef MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I´ve been a fan of the Mountain Goats ever since they released &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beautiful Rat Sunset&lt;/span&gt; way back when on the wonderful Shrimper label. For my money head-Goat John Darnielle is among the most original songwriters working today. The new album &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heretic Pride&lt;/span&gt; hasn´t reached me yet, so we´ll make do with an oldie. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There Will Always Be An Ireland&lt;/span&gt; is from the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jack &amp;amp; Faye ep&lt;/span&gt;, which never came out as the label that was supposed to release it went belly-up just a little too soon. Shame. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mountain Goats - There Will Always be An Ireland MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roots reggae time. Max Romeo is best known for his Lee Perry produced &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;War In A Babylon&lt;/span&gt; album, but he released many more amazing sides in the seventies. Check out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Valley Of Jehosaphat/Version&lt;/span&gt; for example, from the excellent compilation &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Open The Iron Gate&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.bloodandfire.co.uk/album_detail.php?id=BAFCD027"&gt;Blood &amp;amp; Fire&lt;/a&gt;). Red hot indeed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Max Romeo - Valley Of Jehosaphat/Version MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Feelgood was the archetypical pubrock band. They set any venue on fire in ten minutes flat with their no-nonsense mentality. Milk and alcohol: a great diet. You can find it on the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singles - The U.A. Years&lt;/span&gt; compilation. This one´s dedicated to my brother in law by the way, who has seen them live more times than I´d like to count. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dr. Feelgood - Milk And Alcohol MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least here´s Mr. Johnny Cash. Need I say more? "For on the wall there appeared a hand..." He´s best when biblical. From the extremely nicely priced but excellent 3 cd box &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walking The Line, The Legendary Sun Recordings&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.unionsquaremusic.co.uk/titlev4.php?ALBUM_ID=713&amp;amp;LABEL_ID=16"&gt;Union Square&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Johnny Cash - Belshazzar MP3  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5723041125039799383?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5723041125039799383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5723041125039799383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5723041125039799383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5723041125039799383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2008/02/grab-this-bag.html' title='Grab this bag!'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/R79M3APsa8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/0sXG0Uzi0es/s72-c/Chichen+Itza+Mexico+%C2%B407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5768009840463189545</id><published>2009-12-04T21:15:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:57:57.651+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leo Kottke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bad Livers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detroit Cobras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fairport Convention'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Dylan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tim Buckley'/><title type='text'>A Sailor´s Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxlmdSo5Q5I/AAAAAAAABGM/S48_IbrkouM/s1600-h/Kasper_Niehaus_Het_Matroosje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxlmdSo5Q5I/AAAAAAAABGM/S48_IbrkouM/s320/Kasper_Niehaus_Het_Matroosje.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411469080667964306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;...it is a merry life. That fado about Portuguese sailors in the post below made me think of other songs about that romantic but slowly disappearing profession. So while it seems that everybody else is busy blogging Christmas ditties (I won´t, promise...) here´s a six pack of delicious sailor songs for you. All hands on deck, lift the anchor, and hoist the main sail. The Titanic sails at dawn.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The alternative bluegrass trio Bad Livers tells all about &lt;i&gt;Pee Pee The Sailor&lt;/i&gt;, in a hilarious Butthole Surfers cover. Anyone got the original btw? Never could track it down. Sandy Denny shines in Fairport Convention´s beautiful lament &lt;i&gt;A Sailor´s Life&lt;/i&gt;, and master picker Leo Kottke finds a sailor´s grave in the strangest of places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Detroit Cobras do the &lt;i&gt;marinero&lt;/i&gt; rock, while Tim Buckley goes way out there with some stellar vocal improvisation on &lt;i&gt;Starsailor&lt;/i&gt;. Bob Dylan, in a rare live performance from ´92, relates of a female sailor. "In her jacket blue and trousers white, just like a sailor neat and tight, the sea, it was the heart's delight, of the female rambling sailor..." Heave ho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bad Livers - The Adventures Of Pee Pee The Sailor MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fairport Convention - A Sailor´s Life MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leo Kottke - The Sailor´s Grave On The Prairie MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Detroit Cobras - Hey Sailor MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tim Buckley - Starsailor MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bob Dylan - Female Rambling Sailor (live in Perth ´92) MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5768009840463189545?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5768009840463189545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5768009840463189545&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5768009840463189545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5768009840463189545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/sailors-life.html' title='A Sailor´s Life...'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxlmdSo5Q5I/AAAAAAAABGM/S48_IbrkouM/s72-c/Kasper_Niehaus_Het_Matroosje.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-1046169747345375270</id><published>2009-12-02T11:58:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:56:22.238+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amália Rodrigues'/><title type='text'>Affectionate Tides</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw_CvZRFkpI/AAAAAAAABFs/83-6eSUMJbk/s1600/Amalia_Rodrigues_Lisboa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw_CvZRFkpI/AAAAAAAABFs/83-6eSUMJbk/s320/Amalia_Rodrigues_Lisboa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408755796987450002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time for something a little different now: the fado of Portugal. Beautiful, timeless music. The special kind of sadness (a.k.a. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Saudade"&gt;&lt;i&gt;saudade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) that´s inherent to the genre never fails to move me, especially when Amália Rodrigues is behind the microphone. Amália (1920-1999)  was the undisputed queen of fado, or in Portuguese, &lt;i&gt;rainha do fado&lt;/i&gt;. An amazing singer, she laid down the rules that modern &lt;i&gt;fadistas&lt;/i&gt; still respect today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here´s a selection of some of her best songs, including my personal favorite: the rather upbeat yet still vaguely melancholic &lt;i&gt;Fado Marujo&lt;/i&gt;. For those who´ve never been to beautiful, ramshackle Lisbon: the Madragoa, Bairro Alto and Alfama mentioned in the lyrics are old city quarters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Chega a Lisboa, salta do barco num salto,&lt;br /&gt;Vai parar à Madragoa ou então ao Bairro Alto,&lt;br /&gt;Entra em Alfama e faz de Alfama o convés,&lt;br /&gt;Há sempre um Vasco Da Gama num marujo Português...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempre que passa um marujo português,&lt;br /&gt;Passa o mar numa ameaça de carinhosas marés..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which roughly translates as:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"He arrives in Lisbon, hits the quay in one jump,&lt;br /&gt;He´ll end up in Madragoa or later in the Bairro Alto,&lt;br /&gt;Goes to the Alfama and pretends the Alfama is his ship´s deck,&lt;div&gt;There´s a Vasco Da Gama in every Portuguese sailor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every time a Portuguese sailor passes by,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the sea passes with a threat of affectionate tides..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amália Rodrigues - Fado Marujo MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amália Rodrigues - Coimbra MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amália Rodrigues - Fado Malhoa MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amália Rodrigues - Céu Da Minha Rua MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amália Rodrigues - Fado De Adica MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-1046169747345375270?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/1046169747345375270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=1046169747345375270&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1046169747345375270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1046169747345375270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/affectionate-tides.html' title='Affectionate Tides'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw_CvZRFkpI/AAAAAAAABFs/83-6eSUMJbk/s72-c/Amalia_Rodrigues_Lisboa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-1867789240741265734</id><published>2009-12-01T00:00:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:54:43.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FC Barcelona'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gregory Isaacs'/><title type='text'>Classy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxRMNPzqx-I/AAAAAAAABF0/yL6nQip8i5w/s1600/Gregory_Isaacs_Extra_Classic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxRMNPzqx-I/AAAAAAAABF0/yL6nQip8i5w/s320/Gregory_Isaacs_Extra_Classic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410032842844063714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To celebrate my beloved Barça’s´s impressive 1-0 win in yet another steaming edition of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/El_classico"&gt;El Classico&lt;/a&gt; last night, I proudly present... the cool ruler. Here´s to Puyol, Valdez, Ibra and the rest of the squad. "Extra classic that´s what you are..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gregory Isaacs - Extra Classic MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gregory Isaacs - Classy Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-1867789240741265734?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/1867789240741265734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=1867789240741265734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1867789240741265734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1867789240741265734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/classy.html' title='Classy'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxRMNPzqx-I/AAAAAAAABF0/yL6nQip8i5w/s72-c/Gregory_Isaacs_Extra_Classic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-6230441709524205436</id><published>2009-11-28T21:12:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:53:50.634+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonnie Prince Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alasdair Roberts'/><title type='text'>Sun Shines Down On Carlisle Wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw7ghpHfINI/AAAAAAAABFk/ZohmXlvgO_k/s1600/Alasdair_Roberts_No_Earthly_Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw7ghpHfINI/AAAAAAAABFk/ZohmXlvgO_k/s320/Alasdair_Roberts_No_Earthly_Man.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408507071096103122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It´s no big step from Joanna Newsom to Alasdair Roberts. They´re labelmates on Drag City, pals with and championed by Bonnie Will Oldham and they both operate in what some people call the freakfolk genre. The former Appendix Out vocalist is a lot less freaky than Newsom though, preferring a more traditional approach to folk. And that´s cool, too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On my fave album of his for instance, the Scotsman shows a lot of reverence for ye olde ballads he takes on. Following in the footsteps of Shirley Collins, Planxty and Nic ´Penguin Eggs´ Jones, there´s not a trace of postmodern irony here. Tastefully and sparsely instrumentated in a no-frills Oldham production, &lt;i&gt;No Earthly Man&lt;/i&gt; simply sounds pure and timeless. For proof, listen to the beautiful infanticide ballad &lt;i&gt;The Cruel Mother&lt;/i&gt;, starring Isobel Campbell on cello and John McCusker on fiddle amongst others. "And the lion shall be lord of all..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alasdair Roberts - The Cruel Mother MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-6230441709524205436?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/6230441709524205436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=6230441709524205436&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6230441709524205436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6230441709524205436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/sun-shines-down-on-carlisle-wall.html' title='Sun Shines Down On Carlisle Wall'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sw7ghpHfINI/AAAAAAAABFk/ZohmXlvgO_k/s72-c/Alasdair_Roberts_No_Earthly_Man.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8451595090617836224</id><published>2009-11-24T18:04:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:53:03.801+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanna Newsom'/><title type='text'>Better Late Than Never</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwwP509yEqI/AAAAAAAABFc/y1RVUt-jlO8/s1600/Joanna_Newsom_Ys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 281px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwwP509yEqI/AAAAAAAABFc/y1RVUt-jlO8/s320/Joanna_Newsom_Ys.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407714738709861026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"There's a bell in my ears,&lt;br /&gt;There's a wide white roar,&lt;br /&gt;Drop a bell down the stairs,&lt;br /&gt;Hear it fall forevermore..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coin suddenly dropped. People had been telling me for ages I´d love Joanna Newsom´s &lt;i&gt;Ys&lt;/i&gt; album, but I never quite got it. And I honestly don´t know why, but yesterday night I easily connected the dots from Memphis Minnie to Billie Holiday to Karen Dalton to Sandy Denny to Patti Smith to Lydia Lunch to... Joanna Newsom, and it all made sense somehow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Then I hear a noise from the hull,&lt;br /&gt;Seven days out to sea,&lt;br /&gt;And it is the damnable bell!&lt;br /&gt;And it tolls - well, I believe, that it tolls - it tolls for me!&lt;br /&gt;And it tolls for me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Joanna Newsom - Sawdust &amp;amp; Diamonds MP3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8451595090617836224?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8451595090617836224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8451595090617836224&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8451595090617836224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8451595090617836224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/better-late-than-never.html' title='Better Late Than Never'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwwP509yEqI/AAAAAAAABFc/y1RVUt-jlO8/s72-c/Joanna_Newsom_Ys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5580073497739049445</id><published>2010-01-03T20:41:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:49:51.354+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghulam Ali'/><title type='text'>Back (More Or Less)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sz8KGGbjMeI/AAAAAAAABIY/cfi3IIOrvP0/s1600-h/Chennai_Street_View.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sz8KGGbjMeI/AAAAAAAABIY/cfi3IIOrvP0/s320/Chennai_Street_View.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422063576299024866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And wishing you a prosperous and inspired 2010, dear readers. Just a short post to start the new year, as I just got back from a short but very sweet trip to the weird and wonderful country that is India, and it kinda feels like my mind is still lingering somewhere on the Bay of Bengal coast. Fear not though, as business as usual will be resumed real soon. And as I managed to score a new album by Ghulam Ali there, one of his beautiful songs will of course be today´s soundtrack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ae9viytkgh.mp3"&gt;Ghulam Ali - Jiska Koi Nahin Hota MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5580073497739049445?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5580073497739049445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5580073497739049445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5580073497739049445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5580073497739049445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-more-or-less.html' title='Back (More Or Less)'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sz8KGGbjMeI/AAAAAAAABIY/cfi3IIOrvP0/s72-c/Chennai_Street_View.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-6299950776835503858</id><published>2009-12-23T19:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:55:25.168+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Martin Mull'/><title type='text'>On Donner, On Blitzen...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Syv0iNUmPQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/DCjEJRUUB_E/s1600-h/Martin_Mull_Santa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Syv0iNUmPQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/DCjEJRUUB_E/s320/Martin_Mull_Santa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416691845371936002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...but never on smack. I usually avoid christmas songs like the plague, but I´ll make an exception for Martin Mull. "That´s right boys and girls, Santa Claus turns on in his own way..." This whacky ditty stems from &lt;i&gt;Cough Syrup For Elvis Impersonators&lt;/i&gt;, a hilarious compilation in the &lt;i&gt;Wavy Gravy&lt;/i&gt; vein. Hard to find, but well worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Merry Xmas and a happy new year, readers. I´m off to sunny India tomorrow. Can taste them hot curries and cold Kingfishers already. Back in 2010, with lots of goodies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/20atikyeua.mp3"&gt;Martin Mull - Santa Doesn´t Cop Out On Dope MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-6299950776835503858?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/6299950776835503858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=6299950776835503858&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6299950776835503858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6299950776835503858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-donner-on-blitzen.html' title='On Donner, On Blitzen...'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Syv0iNUmPQI/AAAAAAAABIQ/DCjEJRUUB_E/s72-c/Martin_Mull_Santa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5087420440753515175</id><published>2009-12-21T20:27:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T23:13:47.250+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shangri-Las'/><title type='text'>There Were Moments When</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyuxkFaKLWI/AAAAAAAABII/bvQ7WKojeCY/s1600-h/Shangri_Las.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyuxkFaKLWI/AAAAAAAABII/bvQ7WKojeCY/s320/Shangri_Las.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416618210328456546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Past... well now, let me tell you about the past,&lt;br /&gt;The past is filled with silent joys and broken toys,&lt;br /&gt;Laughing girls and teasing boys,&lt;br /&gt;Was I ever in love? I called it love... I mean, it felt like love,&lt;br /&gt;There were moments when, well, there were moments when..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is such an amazing, weird song... In 2 minutes and 44 seconds the writers trio of Jerry Leiber, Arty Butler and Shangri-Las discoverer/producer Shadow Morton manages to conjure up a mysterious mini-opera in three parts. The song´s clever arrangement winks at classical music, setting the perfect scene for leadsinger Mary Weiss´s close-to-tears, spooky spoken vocals, which alternate from the - almost - resigned to the downright desperate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Go out with you? Why not...&lt;br /&gt;Do I like to dance? Of course...&lt;br /&gt;Take a walk along the beach tonight? I'd love to,&lt;br /&gt;But don't try to touch me, don't try to touch me,&lt;br /&gt;Cause that will never happen again...&lt;br /&gt;Shall we dance?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What´s going on here? Just when you thought this was just another song about a past romance gone wrong, the ´don´t try to touch me´ line hints at something darker, something far worse and traumatic. Rape maybe? And that´s probably one reason why the Shangri-Las, undisputed queens of melodrama, never scored a big hit with this ´66 masterpiece, as they did before with predecessors like &lt;i&gt;Leader Of The Pack&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Give Him A Great Big Kiss&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Tomorrow? Well, tomorrow´s a long way off...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I'll have somebody's hand,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe somewhere someone will understand,&lt;br /&gt;You know, I used to sing - a tisket a tasket a green and yellow basket,&lt;br /&gt;I'm all packed up and I'm on my way and I'm gonna fall in love,&lt;br /&gt;But at the moment it doesn't look good,&lt;br /&gt;At the moment it will never happen again...&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it will ever happen again..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Phew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/nyf6j5f57j.mp3"&gt;The Shangri-Las - Past, Present And Future MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5087420440753515175?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5087420440753515175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5087420440753515175&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5087420440753515175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5087420440753515175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/there-were-moments-when.html' title='There Were Moments When'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyuxkFaKLWI/AAAAAAAABII/bvQ7WKojeCY/s72-c/Shangri_Las.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8990915668015209461</id><published>2009-11-22T20:34:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T20:35:56.799+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angie Hart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scout Nibblet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonnie Prince Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sage Francis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Will Oldham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sundowners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Susanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valgeir Sigurosson'/><title type='text'>Funtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwV-svURYAI/AAAAAAAABE8/y95l2svdK-E/s1600/Bonnie_Prince_Billy_Funtown_Comedown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwV-svURYAI/AAAAAAAABE8/y95l2svdK-E/s320/Bonnie_Prince_Billy_Funtown_Comedown.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405866234808983554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To paraphrase Steve Earle´s famous remark on Townes Van Zandt: Will Oldham aka Bonnie Prince Billy is one of the greatest modern-day musicians around, and I´ll stand on Beck´s coffee table in my Onitsuka Tigers and say that. But hey, he´ll probably agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway: Bonnie Prince Billy will soon release his second album of the year, and that´s great news. Entitled &lt;i&gt;Funtown Comedown&lt;/i&gt;, and available on vinyl and as a download only, it´ll feature a mix of Bonnie classics and covers performed live with Louisville locals The Picket Line. So you´d better hoof it pronto to these fine folks over at &lt;a href="http://www.dragcity.com/"&gt;Drag City&lt;/a&gt;, one of my fave record labels for well over a decade now, as they´ve got an exclusive track not on the album available for free download. You´ll be amazed by the remarkably loose and upbeat sound I guess. Very promising.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While we´re waiting, here are some fun guest appearances of the prolific lion of Louisville. Covering a Buck Owens tune with Susanna, building bridges with Angie Hart, hiphopping with Sage Francis, going ambient in Iceland with Valgeir Sigurðsson, doing the lofi with the Sundowners, or comforting Scout Niblett: it´s all good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonnie Prince Billy &amp;amp; Susanna - (I´ll Love You) Forever And Ever MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Angie Hart - Little Bridges MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sage Francis - Sea Lion MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Valgeir Sigurðsson - Evolution Of Waters MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sundowners - Turkey Vulture MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scout Niblett - Comfort You MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8990915668015209461?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8990915668015209461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8990915668015209461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8990915668015209461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8990915668015209461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/funtown.html' title='Funtown'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwV-svURYAI/AAAAAAAABE8/y95l2svdK-E/s72-c/Bonnie_Prince_Billy_Funtown_Comedown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-3767276672832947743</id><published>2009-12-15T21:51:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T23:44:46.658+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mountain Goats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drive-By Truckers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Molina And Johnson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Western States'/><title type='text'>One Bird, Two Lists</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sye-UdWNVnI/AAAAAAAABHo/5i6l7vpufm4/s1600-h/Bird_List.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sye-UdWNVnI/AAAAAAAABHo/5i6l7vpufm4/s320/Bird_List.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415506335620748914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If Americana, alt-country or whatever you may call it is your thing, do head over to the &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://thebirdlist.org/"&gt;Bird List&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, where thirty of the ´web´s leading aficionados of twanglike music´ picked the best albums of the year. I participated as well, but my list didn´t make much of an impact on the final outcome I guess. Oh well. Maybe I´m just not twang enough.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the record, here´s my personal top 15 of 2009 as submitted to the &lt;i&gt;Bird List&lt;/i&gt;´s totally cool politburo. On the whole, I wasn´t too impressed with what I heard this year to be honest. Quite a few great songs, but not too many consistently great albums. Cool with me though, as that gave me the time to discover tons of amazing older stuff to keep me busy. More about that in a later post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Syf157zwLnI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZKFy2hXRenM/s1600-h/Mountain_Goats_Life_World_Come.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Syf157zwLnI/AAAAAAAABH4/ZKFy2hXRenM/s320/Mountain_Goats_Life_World_Come.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415567452592418418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;For The Sake Of The Song&lt;/i&gt;´s fave albums of 2009:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. Mountain Goats - The Life Of The World To Come&lt;br /&gt;2. Bonnie Prince Billy &amp;amp; The Picket Line - Funtown Comedown&lt;br /&gt;3. Bob Dylan- Together Through Life&lt;br /&gt;4. Son Volt - American Central Dust&lt;br /&gt;5. Jason Isbell &amp;amp; The 400 Unit - s/t&lt;br /&gt;6. Molina &amp;amp; Johnson - s/t&lt;br /&gt;7. Espers - III&lt;br /&gt;8. Port O´Brien - Threadbare&lt;br /&gt;9. King Creosote - Flick The Vs&lt;br /&gt;10. Drive-By Truckers - The Fine Print&lt;br /&gt;11. Iron &amp;amp; Wine - Around The Well&lt;br /&gt;12. Simon Joyner - Out Into The Snow&lt;br /&gt;13. Bowerbirds - Upper Air&lt;br /&gt;14. The Western States - Bye And Bye&lt;br /&gt;15. Magnolia Electric Co - Josephine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which brings us to the moment you´ve all been waiting for: today´s soundtrack, featuring a few choice cuts from my personal hitlist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/y7nmqgusq6.mp3"&gt;Mountain Goats - Psalms 40:2 MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/gm933ku4dg.mp3"&gt;Molina &amp;amp; Johnson - Twenty Cycles To The Ground MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/85p9fvhdo9.mp3"&gt;Espers - Caroline MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/8gmcd6qn4b.mp3"&gt;Drive-By Truckers - George Jones Talkin´ Cell Phone Blues MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/5lgi25derv.mp3"&gt;The Western States - The Water Remembers My Face MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-3767276672832947743?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/3767276672832947743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=3767276672832947743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/3767276672832947743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/3767276672832947743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-bird-two-lists.html' title='One Bird, Two Lists'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sye-UdWNVnI/AAAAAAAABHo/5i6l7vpufm4/s72-c/Bird_List.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8011071871808196319</id><published>2009-12-19T14:45:00.014+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:55:35.286+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonny Billy And The Picket Line'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonnie Prince Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merle Haggard'/><title type='text'>Ramblin´ Bonny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SypcWvVbZeI/AAAAAAAABIA/10_hxuX9vxE/s1600-h/Bonny_Billy_Picket_Line_Live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SypcWvVbZeI/AAAAAAAABIA/10_hxuX9vxE/s320/Bonny_Billy_Picket_Line_Live.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416243047599662562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"My hat don't hang on the same nail too long,&lt;br /&gt;My ears can't stand to hear the same old song..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now we´re talking. After the somewhat lackluster crooning of  &lt;i&gt;Beware&lt;/i&gt;, Will Oldham returns to form in the dying days of 2009 with a mighty fine live registration. &lt;i&gt;Funtown Comedown&lt;/i&gt; (vinyl and download only for some reason) is credited to Bonny - with an y this time around - Billy &amp;amp; The Picket Line, and features the lovely Cheyenne Mize on shared vocals. The Picket Line is a bluegrass band from Oldham´s hometown, whose loose and ramshackle sound brings out the best in the Louisville Lion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Funtown Comedown&lt;/i&gt; features delightful new takes of some old Palace and Bonnie Prince Billy classics like &lt;i&gt;Ohio River Boat Song&lt;/i&gt; and a wonderful &lt;i&gt;The Glory Goes/Wolf Among Wolves&lt;/i&gt; medley, plus fun covers of songs by Ralph Stanley and Merle Haggard. Now I don´t know what attracted Oldham to Haggard´s &lt;i&gt;Ramblin´ Fever&lt;/i&gt; in the first place, as the original is pretty much Hag by numbers, and features a rather corny sax to boot. But when the Picket Line gets a groove going and Billy starts whoopin´ it up, it suddenly makes sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ramblin' fever, the kind that can't be measured by degrees,&lt;br /&gt;Ramblin' fever, there ain't no kind of cure for my disease..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/4jmj95teyy.mp3"&gt;Bonny Billy &amp;amp; The Picket Line - Rambling Fever MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ixe1udzxj1.mp3"&gt;Merle Haggard - Ramblin´ Fever MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8011071871808196319?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8011071871808196319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8011071871808196319&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8011071871808196319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8011071871808196319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/ramblin-bonny.html' title='Ramblin´ Bonny'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SypcWvVbZeI/AAAAAAAABIA/10_hxuX9vxE/s72-c/Bonny_Billy_Picket_Line_Live.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-3212326949735186741</id><published>2009-11-19T17:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T14:50:20.957+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chic'/><title type='text'>I Can Hardly See In Front Of Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwHG73tAwzI/AAAAAAAABE0/NqIWwB_O8Dc/s1600/Robert_Wyatt_Nothing_Can_Stop_Us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwHG73tAwzI/AAAAAAAABE0/NqIWwB_O8Dc/s320/Robert_Wyatt_Nothing_Can_Stop_Us.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404819759688631090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pure beauty of Robert Wyatt´s wavering tenor taking on Chic´s &lt;i&gt;At Last I Am Free&lt;/i&gt; is something to behold. Can I get a witness? I´d sure like to testify.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Wyatt - At Last I Am Free MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-3212326949735186741?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/3212326949735186741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=3212326949735186741&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/3212326949735186741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/3212326949735186741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-hardly-see-in-front-of-me.html' title='I Can Hardly See In Front Of Me'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwHG73tAwzI/AAAAAAAABE0/NqIWwB_O8Dc/s72-c/Robert_Wyatt_Nothing_Can_Stop_Us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-1842484909331288811</id><published>2009-12-17T14:29:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T16:08:24.756+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ghulam Ali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ghazals'/><title type='text'>Ghulam´s Ghazals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sxkh1Hcfz6I/AAAAAAAABGE/nwOKrQbOV3E/s1600-h/Ghulam_Ali.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sxkh1Hcfz6I/AAAAAAAABGE/nwOKrQbOV3E/s320/Ghulam_Ali.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411393623677718434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I was in India for the first time, which seems like ages ago, I just had to find me some Indian and Pakistani sounds. Basically raised on Dylan, the Stones and punk rock, I didn´t know anything about that kind of music back then, and hadn´t even heard of giants like Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, The Sabri Brothers or Lata Mangeshkar yet. Someone back home had told me though that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghazal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ghazals&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would probably appeal to me. No sitar doodlings going on for ages, but actual songs - poems set to music really - accompanied by traditional Indian instruments such as tabla, sarod and harmonium. And featuring great vocalists to boot. Needless to say, that sure got me curious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At a cassette stand somewhere in the centre of New Delhi I asked the guy behind the counter what he could recommend and he immediately came up with a tape of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghulam_Ali"&gt;Ghulam Ali&lt;/a&gt;. This what was I was looking for, no doubt about it. So I bought it of course. Cost me about a dollar, loved it ever since. Play loud, to dig that wonderful, deep, ´underwater´ tabla drum sound.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I´ll soon be back in India for a week, escaping a Christmas at home, and will surely go on another musical shopping expedition one afternoon. Here´s hoping I´ll bring some new exotic treasure home with me. Watch this space.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/uybdjr6fr3.mp3"&gt;Ghulam Ali - Hum Tere Shahar Mein Aaye Hain MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/uosdj2gpq2.mp3"&gt;Ghulam Ali - Kachi Deewar Hoon Thokar Na Lagana MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-1842484909331288811?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/1842484909331288811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=1842484909331288811&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1842484909331288811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/1842484909331288811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/ghulams-ghazals.html' title='Ghulam´s Ghazals'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sxkh1Hcfz6I/AAAAAAAABGE/nwOKrQbOV3E/s72-c/Ghulam_Ali.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-4391087870901719119</id><published>2009-11-17T17:40:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T15:49:22.955+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robbie Shakespeare'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sly Dunbar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scientist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Augustus Pablo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lee Perry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dub reggae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aggrovators'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Herman Chin Loy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keith Hudson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joe Gibbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King Tubby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vital Dub'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Upsetters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolutionaries'/><title type='text'>Keep On Dubbing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBa9zek71I/AAAAAAAABEc/BJuqLnxPsrs/s1600-h/Rockers_Almighty_Dub.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBa9zek71I/AAAAAAAABEc/BJuqLnxPsrs/s320/Rockers_Almighty_Dub.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404419570681573202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dread at the controls taking over... High time to dub it to the top here a bit. One of my fave musical genres, dub basically means stripped-down, instrumental versions of regular reggae songs. Featuring heavy, heavy bass, snippets of vocals, and tons of added sound effects. From echo, tape delay and reverb to animal sounds, ringing telephones, crying babies, gunfire and blaring sirens... Everything goes really, just as long as it pleases Jah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The legendary Osbourne Ruddock alias King Tubby remains the undisputed master of dub, but other producers such as Lee "Scratch" Perry, Joe Gibbs, Erroll Brown, Herman Chin Loy and Keith Hudson - to name but a few - mixed some mean ones too in their time. And the realization that all these amazing tracks were made with rather limited means, as Jamaican studios didn´t exactly feature state of the art equipment, makes their soundboard wizardry all the more impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The players vary, but often feature reggae revolutionaries Sly Dunbar on drums and Robbie Shakespeare on bass. Without further ado, here´s a well charged dub ten pack for all you brethren out there. No recent stuff here mind, all strickly roots, ´cause that´s the way I like it. Seen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Herman Chin Loy - Jah Jah Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;King Tubby - Satta Dread Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Augustus Pablo - Keep On Dubbing MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aggrovators - Rockers Almighty Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Upsetters - Black Panta MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Revolutionaries - M.P.L.A.  MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Joe Gibbs &amp;amp; The Professionals - Freedom Call MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vital Dub - Roof Top Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith Hudson - Black Right MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Scientist - Babylon Fight Dub MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-4391087870901719119?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/4391087870901719119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=4391087870901719119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4391087870901719119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4391087870901719119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/dub-box.html' title='Keep On Dubbing'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBa9zek71I/AAAAAAAABEc/BJuqLnxPsrs/s72-c/Rockers_Almighty_Dub.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-2975084266653782287</id><published>2009-12-14T16:07:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:58:39.326+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Dylan'/><title type='text'>Nothing About Nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyZROkJJjLI/AAAAAAAABHg/HVVdISwor-s/s1600-h/Dylan_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyZROkJJjLI/AAAAAAAABHg/HVVdISwor-s/s320/Dylan_65.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415104912621669554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"San Francisco´s fine.&lt;br /&gt;You sure get lots of sun...&lt;br /&gt;But I'm used to four seasons,&lt;br /&gt;California's got but one."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes pleasant surprises come from an unexpected source. &lt;i&gt;NCIS&lt;/i&gt; is some American tv series I´ve never heard of, but the freshly released soundtrack - &lt;i&gt;NCIS: The Official TV Soundtrack Vol. 2.&lt;/i&gt;  - brings us a brand new old Dylan song: &lt;i&gt;California&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;California&lt;/i&gt;´s more or less a blueprint for what would eventually become &lt;i&gt;Outlaw Blues&lt;/i&gt;, and was recorded at the sessions for Dylan´s landmark album &lt;i&gt;Bringing It All Back Home&lt;/i&gt; in January ´65. The song was in circulation among collectors already, and although I´m not completely sure I guess this is a cleaned-up version thereof.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, it´s always nice to have one more Dylan song to listen to, but &lt;i&gt;California&lt;/i&gt; hardly is Bob´s holy grail. Back then, at the top of his game, he could write a song like this in his sleep. Makes sense that he traded it in for the far superior &lt;i&gt;Outlaw Blues&lt;/i&gt;, keeping only the closing verse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I´ve got my dark sunglasses&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for good luck I´ve got my black tooth,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't ask me nothin' about nothin',&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just might tell you the truth..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/fhhjetf51b.mp3"&gt;Bob Dylan - California MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/gctzgdyvtk.mp3"&gt;Bob Dylan - Outlaw Blues MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-2975084266653782287?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/2975084266653782287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=2975084266653782287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/2975084266653782287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/2975084266653782287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/nothing-about-nothing.html' title='Nothing About Nothing'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyZROkJJjLI/AAAAAAAABHg/HVVdISwor-s/s72-c/Dylan_65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-6191020766208208003</id><published>2009-11-15T20:12:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T16:13:10.774+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Elizabeth Cotten'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fIREHOSE'/><title type='text'>I Know He Let You In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBNarTDk8I/AAAAAAAABEU/UKJj0dI7VjQ/s1600-h/Elizabeth_Cotten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 254px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBNarTDk8I/AAAAAAAABEU/UKJj0dI7VjQ/s320/Elizabeth_Cotten.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404404673539183554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I was sitting around the other day, tapping my feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A publication came to my door, said you´d died and gone to sleep...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I couldn´t shed a tear I never knew you well..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A moving elegy from Minutemen successors fIREHOSE on the death of blues singer extraordinaire Elizabeth Cotten. Haven´t a clue why Mike Watt &amp;amp; co spelled her name wrong btw. Anyone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"...But I´m missing you just the same,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Libba please rest easy down on Chestnut Street..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fIREHOSE - In Memory Of Elizabeth Cotton MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And then there´s the object of their admiration herself: Elizabeth ´Libba´ Cotten (1895-1987). Lefthanded and self-taught, she held her guitar upside down, playing the bass lines with her fingers and the melody with her thumb: the Cotten picking technique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"When I die Lord bury me deep, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Way down on old Chestnut Street,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I can hear old Number 9 as she comes rolling by..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elizabeth Cotten - Freight Train MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-6191020766208208003?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/6191020766208208003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=6191020766208208003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6191020766208208003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/6191020766208208003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-he-let-you-in.html' title='I Know He Let You In'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SwBNarTDk8I/AAAAAAAABEU/UKJj0dI7VjQ/s72-c/Elizabeth_Cotten.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-4301958006126469085</id><published>2009-12-12T10:30:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T10:43:58.739+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chris Bailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Ghost Ships</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyFXYMQyZgI/AAAAAAAABHA/bBu9puhLFJg/s1600-h/Chris_Bailey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyFXYMQyZgI/AAAAAAAABHA/bBu9puhLFJg/s320/Chris_Bailey.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413704300196161026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ghost ships are sailing on empty seas, the light in the darkness don´t shine on me..." As an addendum to last Thursday´s post, here´s another - and in my eyes even better - version of the Saints track &lt;i&gt;Ghosts Ships&lt;/i&gt;. Found on Saints vocalist Chris Bailey´s first solo effort &lt;i&gt;Casablanca&lt;/i&gt; (´83), and with a beautiful semi-acoustic guitar sound, it´s the same song under a different title: &lt;i&gt;Wait Till Tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;. "So wait until tomorrow and we will see, I don't know about tomorrow..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/58188r3ync.mp3"&gt;Chris Bailey - Wait Till Tomorrow MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as a bonus, here are a couple more tracks from that slightly overlooked and long out of print album. Bailey trivia fact: although everybody thinks of him as a full-blooded Aussie, he was in fact born in Kenya and carries an Irish passport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/9j6lu7hoke.mp3"&gt;Chris Bailey - It´s Only Time MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/rrv1q0mmlz.mp3"&gt;Chris Bailey - Home Again MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok ok, here are some classic Saints tracks as well... &lt;i&gt;No Time&lt;/i&gt; comes from their punky debut &lt;i&gt;(I´m) Stranded&lt;/i&gt;, while &lt;i&gt;Know Your Product&lt;/i&gt; (check out them horns) stems from follow-up &lt;i&gt;Eternally Yours&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Temple Of The Lord       &lt;/i&gt; from &lt;i&gt;All Fool´s Day&lt;/i&gt;. "Drag out your chains, let's all be citizen Kane's, and go dance on the edge of disaster..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/jqxek91zk1.mp3"&gt;The Saints - No Time MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/il3xugmdan.mp3"&gt;The Saints - Know Your Product MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/n5i1il8nps.mp3"&gt;The Saints - Temple Of The Lord MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-4301958006126469085?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/4301958006126469085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=4301958006126469085&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4301958006126469085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4301958006126469085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/ghost-ships.html' title='Ghost Ships'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SyFXYMQyZgI/AAAAAAAABHA/bBu9puhLFJg/s72-c/Chris_Bailey.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8487603451742287968</id><published>2009-12-10T17:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:26:15.147+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='David Ackles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyler Ramsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Asakawa Maki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Cale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Dylan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saints'/><title type='text'>Ship Comes In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sx0_qwX6wUI/AAAAAAAABG0/Bjz6WzGH1Po/s1600-h/Ship_Of_Fools.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sx0_qwX6wUI/AAAAAAAABG0/Bjz6WzGH1Po/s320/Ship_Of_Fools.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412552330941481282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"A song will lift as the mainsail shifts...". As the final part of a triptych about the sea, here´s a sixpack about ships. Again, picking only half a dozen songs wasn´t easy, but here goes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris Bailey and his Saints were once known as a first generation punk band, but these Aussies were a great white soul combo all along of course. The blistering &lt;i&gt;Ghost Ships&lt;/i&gt; is further proof of that theory. Meanwhile, John Cale gives new life to the old &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ship_of_fools"&gt;allegory&lt;/a&gt; of the &lt;i&gt;Ship Of Fools&lt;/i&gt;. Find it on &lt;i&gt;Fear&lt;/i&gt;, one of his stellar seventies albums.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Asakawa Maki is a Japanese artist I know nothing about really, but her jazzy &lt;i&gt;Shipwreck Blues&lt;/i&gt; goes down a treat. As for David Ackles, he´s unjustly forgotten. &lt;i&gt;Ballad Of The Ship Of State&lt;/i&gt; comes from his ´72 masterpiece &lt;i&gt;American Gothic&lt;/i&gt;. "Is the ship going home? Will you take some old young men for crew?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tyler Ramsey´s contribution was part of last year´s impressive debut &lt;i&gt;A Long Dream About Swimming Across The Sea&lt;/i&gt;. Hey Tyler, how about a follow-up dude? And for a closer, there´s Dylan´s majestic &lt;i&gt;When The Ship Comes In&lt;/i&gt;. This piano-driven version stems from &lt;i&gt;The Bootleg Series 1-3&lt;/i&gt; treasure trove. "And the sun will respect every face on the deck... the hour that the ship comes in."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/xzkht84ldn.mp3"&gt;The Saints - Ghost Ships MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/2h59tc6gja.mp3"&gt;John Cale - Ship Of Fools MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/kz0a5lcgex.mp3"&gt;Asakawa Maki - Shipwreck Blues MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ujdn57fy83.mp3"&gt;David Ackles - Ballad Of The Ship Of State MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/aeplrmca9r.mp3"&gt;Tyler Ramsey - Ships MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/rbglge5zkk.mp3"&gt;Bob Dylan - When The Ship Comes In&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8487603451742287968?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8487603451742287968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8487603451742287968&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8487603451742287968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8487603451742287968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/ship-comes-in.html' title='Ship Comes In'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/Sx0_qwX6wUI/AAAAAAAABG0/Bjz6WzGH1Po/s72-c/Ship_Of_Fools.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8323883088795768056</id><published>2009-11-12T14:58:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T17:23:52.489+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Archie Bell and the Drells'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='James Ellroy'/><title type='text'>Insurrection And Sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvwXXqA2UqI/AAAAAAAABDo/3TJ2FqBmBeA/s1600-h/Archie_Bell_Drells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvwXXqA2UqI/AAAAAAAABDo/3TJ2FqBmBeA/s200/Archie_Bell_Drells.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403219348120031906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvwXTlthnVI/AAAAAAAABDg/wQ2JqX3WY9M/s1600-h/J._Edgar_Hoover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvwXTlthnVI/AAAAAAAABDg/wQ2JqX3WY9M/s200/J._Edgar_Hoover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403219278245764434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confidential 1-A: Director´s Eyes Only. Speaking: Director Hoover, Special Agent Dwight C. Holly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JEH: Good morning, Dwight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH: Good morning, Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JEH: Before you ask, the answer is yes. Expedite &lt;i&gt;Operation Baaaad Brother&lt;/i&gt; in the manner you described in you memo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH: Thank you, Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JEH: The title possesses a sublime jungle quality. As in "That brother John Edgar Hoover, he &lt;i&gt;baaad&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH: You are &lt;i&gt;baaad&lt;/i&gt;, Sir. And I might add "inimitably so."&lt;/div&gt;JEH: You might, and you should. And, on the topic of jungle artistry, I heard a very disquieting song on the radio this morning.&lt;div&gt;DH: Yes, Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JEH: It was called "The Tighten Up". A negro ensemble named Archie Bell and the Drells performed it. The song carried the air of insurrection and sex. I´m sure white liberals will find it authentic. I told the Los Angeles SAC to open a file on Mr. Bell and to determine the identity of his Drells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DH: Yes, Sir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the new James Ellroy book I just can´t put down. &lt;i&gt;Blood´s A Rover&lt;/i&gt; indeed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Archie Bell &amp;amp; The Drells - Tighten Up MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8323883088795768056?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8323883088795768056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8323883088795768056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8323883088795768056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8323883088795768056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/insurrection-and-sex.html' title='Insurrection And Sex'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvwXXqA2UqI/AAAAAAAABDo/3TJ2FqBmBeA/s72-c/Archie_Bell_Drells.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-4955690225808660498</id><published>2009-12-07T11:33:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T16:58:35.373+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Codeine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tunng'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husker Du'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Iggy Pop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Robert Wyatt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotheringay'/><title type='text'>Songs Of The Sea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxvSixzHGAI/AAAAAAAABGU/fyHuV0_GmCc/s1600-h/Robert_Wyatt_Rock_Bottom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxvSixzHGAI/AAAAAAAABGU/fyHuV0_GmCc/s320/Robert_Wyatt_Rock_Bottom.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412150872140879874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Bring me song of the sea... sing me a song of the sea." After a sailor´s theme, a six pack of songs about the sea is so obvious I almost opted out in the end. But as there are simply too many great songs inspired by the briny, I had no choice really. Selecting six beauties out of a truckload of candidates was hard enough. Here´s the ones that made the cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Robert Wyatt´s contribution stems from his terrific &lt;i&gt;Rock Bottom&lt;/i&gt; album. "You look different every time you come from the foam-crested brine, it's your skin shining softly in the moonlight... partly fish, partly porpoise, partly baby sperm whale..." Great stuff. Postrockers avant la lettre Codeine succeed in matching the rhythm of the waves, while freakfolkers Tunng are stuck in the big city, transistor radio buzzing, longing for the sea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Iggy finds himself in the service of the bourgeoisie and threatens to jump into &lt;i&gt;The Endless Sea&lt;/i&gt;. A gem from &lt;i&gt;New Values&lt;/i&gt;, his last really good album. The protagonist of the Hüskers´ classic punk opera &lt;i&gt;Zen Arcade&lt;/i&gt; finds himself at a desolate shore. "The waves kept on repeating, each one crashing to the shore, and my footprints nowhere leading, as they disappeared once more..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And last but not least here´s Sandy Denny again, this time making an appearance with the great Fotheringay. "Sea flows under your doors in London town, and all your defences are all broken down... you laugh at me on funny days, but mine's the slight of hand... don't you know I am a joker, a deceiver? And I'm waiting for the land."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ku2k0jgu27.mp3"&gt;Robert Wyatt - Sea Song MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/fblee202o0.mp3"&gt;Codeine - Sea MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/yb0zhga51i.mp3"&gt;Tunng - Song Of The Sea MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/ptkisctqkg.mp3"&gt;Iggy Pop - The Endless Sea MP3 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/pf0t4u25if.mp3"&gt;Hüsker Dü - Standing By The Sea MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.box.net/shared/static/43808jxtm8.mp3"&gt;Fotheringay - The Sea MP3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-4955690225808660498?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/4955690225808660498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=4955690225808660498&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4955690225808660498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/4955690225808660498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/12/songs-of-sea.html' title='Songs Of The Sea'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SxvSixzHGAI/AAAAAAAABGU/fyHuV0_GmCc/s72-c/Robert_Wyatt_Rock_Bottom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-802276537753162773</id><published>2009-11-07T14:29:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:55:47.212+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Leather Boy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wavy Gravy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wendell Austin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selvyn Cox'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ding And Bat'/><title type='text'>Wavy Gravy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvV7lNLpNaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/g1ksKkhVc_M/s1600-h/Wavy_Gravy_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvV7lNLpNaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/g1ksKkhVc_M/s320/Wavy_Gravy_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401359207224653218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If wild novelty songs from the fifties and early sixties are your thing, the &lt;i&gt;Wavy Gravy&lt;/i&gt; series is the one to get. The two volumes (&lt;i&gt;For Adult Enthusiasts&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Four Hairy Policemen&lt;/i&gt;) contain  a truckload of hilarious rockabilly and country ditties, interspersed with weird radio ads for obscure B movies. The joke tends to wear rather thin when you spin this stuff too often, but for the first couple of plays it´s a real hoot. All together now: "I started using L.S.D., it gave me quite a kick, better than booze and easy to use, but it made me mentally sick..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selvyn Cox - His Name Is Jesus MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wendell Austin - L.S.D. MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Leather Boy - On The Go MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ding &amp;amp; Bat - Hearse On A Surfari MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-802276537753162773?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/802276537753162773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=802276537753162773&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/802276537753162773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/802276537753162773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-wild-novelty-songs-from-fifties-are.html' title='Wavy Gravy'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvV7lNLpNaI/AAAAAAAABCQ/g1ksKkhVc_M/s72-c/Wavy_Gravy_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5944137047033892036</id><published>2009-11-10T22:16:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:54:05.082+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Adrian Belew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frank Zappa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bob Dylan'/><title type='text'>We´re Comin´ To Get You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvnMf8oNSMI/AAAAAAAABCo/JbPhAmLYM8c/s1600-h/Zappa_yawns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvnMf8oNSMI/AAAAAAAABCo/JbPhAmLYM8c/s320/Zappa_yawns.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402574077230401730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a rule, I´m not much of a Zappa fan. Too many virtuoso guitar solos for my liking, too much of that pseudo neo-classical Edgar Varèse stuff. And although humor certainly belongs in music, Frank can often make you overdose. Sometimes you can´t help but love the guy though. Cue &lt;i&gt;Flakes&lt;/i&gt;, from his ´79 album &lt;i&gt;Sheik Yerbouti&lt;/i&gt;. Its vivid description of Union-protected ´handymen´ out to get you never fails to bring a smile to my face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"All what we got here is American made,&lt;br /&gt;It's a little bit cheesy but it's nicely displayed,&lt;br /&gt;Well we don't get excited when it crumbles 'n' breaks,&lt;br /&gt;We just get on the phone and call up some flakes,&lt;br /&gt;They rush on over and wreck it some more,&lt;br /&gt;And we are so dumb they're linin' up at our door..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everytime there´s somebody over at our place to fix the telephone line or the plumbing, I´m away humming this tune within seconds. "You can stab 'n' shoot 'n' spit, but they won't be fixin' it..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bonus points go to guitarist Adrian Belew for his really funny Dylan persiflage, harp and all. Take it away, Bob...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I asked as nice as I could,&lt;br /&gt;If my job would somehow be finished by Friday...&lt;br /&gt;Well, the whole damn weekend came and went, Frankie,&lt;br /&gt;And they didn't do nothin', &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But they charged me double for Sunday..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Frank Zappa - Flakes MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5944137047033892036?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5944137047033892036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5944137047033892036&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5944137047033892036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5944137047033892036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-comin-to-get-you.html' title='We´re Comin´ To Get You'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvnMf8oNSMI/AAAAAAAABCo/JbPhAmLYM8c/s72-c/Zappa_yawns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-8945171618893564805</id><published>2009-11-05T21:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:52:11.086+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonnie Prince Billy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brian Harnetty'/><title type='text'>Lift Us Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvMmsppkPcI/AAAAAAAABA4/5Q6lVCKoUlM/s1600-h/Superwolf_Bonnie_Billy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvMmsppkPcI/AAAAAAAABA4/5Q6lVCKoUlM/s320/Superwolf_Bonnie_Billy.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400702926683651522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"People don't you wonder,&lt;br /&gt;how the lord has brought you under...&lt;br /&gt;And demons lied I´m dreaming,&lt;br /&gt;to the nakedness I´m scheming..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to the power of iPod shuffle, I realised only yesterday night what a great song this actually is. I bought the fine &lt;i&gt;Superwolf&lt;/i&gt; album - a collaboration with guitarist Matt Sweeney - when it came out a couple of years back, but this particular track never really jumped out to me until now. A sparse arrangement that´s just right, in comes Billy with a remarkably solemn vocal, and then the unsuspected hornyness of "and when I wrap around you, ain´t it wonderful I found you..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh and I...&lt;br /&gt;Lift us up...&lt;br /&gt;Lift us up...&lt;br /&gt;Lift us up."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonnie Prince Billy - Lift Us Up MP3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As a bonus track, here´s a song from a brand new release by British folk musician Brian Harnetty called &lt;i&gt;Silent City&lt;/i&gt;. Our Billy contributed vocals to a couple of songs, and with great results. Ambient folk for the now generation, or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brian Harnetty feat. Bonnie Prince Billy - Sleeping In The Driveway MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-8945171618893564805?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/8945171618893564805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=8945171618893564805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8945171618893564805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/8945171618893564805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/11/lift-us-up.html' title='Lift Us Up'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SvMmsppkPcI/AAAAAAAABA4/5Q6lVCKoUlM/s72-c/Superwolf_Bonnie_Billy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8448885095667982281.post-5945797876905145111</id><published>2009-10-31T09:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T21:51:03.356+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Roky Erickson'/><title type='text'>Roky´s Ghosts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SunJQBOIqLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/miuo4wWMF5A/s1600-h/Roky_Halloween+_Poster_by_John_Howard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SunJQBOIqLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/miuo4wWMF5A/s320/Roky_Halloween+_Poster_by_John_Howard.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398066905423063218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If you have ghosts, you have everything... Halloween never interested me all that much, but it´s everywhere these days, so what can a poor boy do? Compile a halloween-themed &lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;amp;searchlink=ROKY|ERICKSON&amp;amp;sql=11:wifoxqe5ldhe~T1"&gt;Roky Erickson&lt;/a&gt; six pack for ya I guess... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here goes. Featuring a zombie, a creature, some demons and ghosts, and last but not least a two-headed dog. "Winds quiet in the night, her body just blows messiah, sickening sweet sight left and right... is all right does not please my appetite..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right on Roky, right on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson &amp;amp; The Aliens - I Walked With A Zombie MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson &amp;amp; The Aliens - I Think Of Demons MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson - If You Have Ghosts MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson - Creature With The Atom Brain MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson &amp;amp; The Aliens - Red Temple Prayer (Two Headed Dog) MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roky Erickson &amp;amp; The Aliens - Stand For The Fire Demon MP3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8448885095667982281-5945797876905145111?l=ramone666.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/feeds/5945797876905145111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8448885095667982281&amp;postID=5945797876905145111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5945797876905145111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8448885095667982281/posts/default/5945797876905145111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ramone666.blogspot.com/2009/10/rokys-ghosts.html' title='Roky´s Ghosts'/><author><name>Ramone666</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08399648428256486747</uri><email>forthesakeofthesong@gmail.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='08297152805435835011'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8UxqOB8rDCg/SunJQBOIqLI/AAAAAAAABAQ/miuo4wWMF5A/s72-c/Roky_Halloween+_Poster_by_John_Howard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>