Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Queen Jane Approximately

When your mother sends back all your invitations
And your father to your sister he explains
That you’re tired of yourself and all of your creations
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all of the flower ladies want back what they have lent you
And the smell of their roses does not remain
And all of your children start to resent you
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the clowns that you have commissioned
Have died in battle or in vain
And you’re sick of all this repetition
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
When all of your advisers heave their plastic
At your feet to convince you of your pain
Trying to prove that your conclusions should be more drastic
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Now when all the bandits that you turned your other cheek to
All lay down their bandanas and complain
And you want somebody you don’t have to speak to
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?
Copyright © 1965 by Warner Bros. Inc.; renewed 1993 by Special Rider Music
Zimmerman

Vince Guaraldi


Pursuit of Happiness

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Saturday, November 27, 2010

Friday, November 26, 2010

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

More Cee Lo

Cee-Lo - "Radioactive" by geraldinewaters
Mr. Green's album finally comes out next tuesday - been waiting for it for a while now. If you can make a Kings of Leon song good, you've got chops.

Welcome to Tijuana

Friday, October 29, 2010

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

President Obama on Bob Dylan

As you may remember, Bob Dylan performed at the White House back in February. Here is President Obama's take on how things went down:

"Here’s what I love about Dylan: He was exactly as you’d expect he would be. He wouldn’t come to the rehearsal; usually, all these guys are practicing before the set in the evening. He didn’t want to take a picture with me; usually all the talent is dying to take a picture with me and Michelle before the show, but he didn’t show up to that. He came in and played “The Times They Are A-Changin’.” A beautiful rendition. The guy is so steeped in this stuff that he can just come up with some new arrangement, and the song sounds completely different. Finishes the song, steps off the stage… comes up, shakes my hand, sort of tips his head, gives me just a little grin, and then leaves… That was our only interaction with him. And I thought: That’s how you want Bob Dylan, right? You don’t want him to be all cheesin’ and grinnin’ with you. You want him to be a little skeptical about the whole enterprise."