Thursday, May 10, 2007
Wednesday, May 9, 2007
Dixie
this is like one of the best songs ever writen please check out, The Band preforming it live on the Martin Scorsesse directed Last Waltz, one truely epic proformance! I wish I could be Levon Helm for a day!
Band The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down Lyrics
Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train,
'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive.
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,
(Chorus)
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing,
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'. They went
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La,
Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me,
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if my money's no good.
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,
But they should never have taken the very best. (Chorus)
Like my father before me, I will work the land,
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, But a Yankee laid him in his grave,
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat. (Chorus and fade)
Meaning of song
The lyrics tell of Virgil Cain watching as the Union Army General George Stoneman destroys the railroad where he makes a living, and then witnessing the fall of Richmond, Virginia. Virgil relates and mourns the loss of his brother, "He was just eighteen, proud and brave / But a Yankee laid him in his grave."
The song's central lament—"You take what you need and you leave the rest / But they should never have taken the very best"—is an apparent commentary on the Union Army's policy of living off the land during campaigns--where soldiers, who were sent to requisition supplies for the troops from locals [to avoid long, campaign slowing supply lines], would not only gather needed supplies, but would also loot, pillage, and rape--and on the utter destruction of the Southern homes, cities and infrastructure that was the result of a war that lasted over four years and in which there were approximately 600,000 fatalities.
Robertson claimed that he had the music to the song in his head but had no idea what it was to be about. "At some point [the concept] blurted out to me. Then I went and I did some research and I wrote the lyrics to the song." Robertson continued, "When I first went down South, I remember that a quite common expression would be, 'Well don't worry, the South's gonna rise again.' At one point when I heard it I thought it was kind of a funny statement and then I heard it another time and I was really touched by it. I thought, 'God, because I keep hearing this, there's pain here, there is a sadness here.' In Americana land, it's a kind of a beautiful sadness.
Band The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down Lyrics
Virgil Caine is the name, and I served on the Danville train,
'Til Stoneman's cavalry came and tore up the tracks again.
In the winter of '65, We were hungry, just barely alive.
By May the tenth, Richmond had fell, it's a time I remember, oh so well,
(Chorus)
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the bells were ringing,
The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down, and the people were singin'. They went
La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La, La,
Back with my wife in Tennessee, When one day she called to me,
[ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
"Virgil, quick, come see, there goes Robert E. Lee!"
Now I don't mind choppin' wood, and I don't care if my money's no good.
Ya take what ya need and ya leave the rest,
But they should never have taken the very best. (Chorus)
Like my father before me, I will work the land,
Like my brother above me, who took a rebel stand.
He was just eighteen, proud and brave, But a Yankee laid him in his grave,
I swear by the mud below my feet,
You can't raise a Caine back up when he's in defeat. (Chorus and fade)
Meaning of song
The lyrics tell of Virgil Cain watching as the Union Army General George Stoneman destroys the railroad where he makes a living, and then witnessing the fall of Richmond, Virginia. Virgil relates and mourns the loss of his brother, "He was just eighteen, proud and brave / But a Yankee laid him in his grave."
The song's central lament—"You take what you need and you leave the rest / But they should never have taken the very best"—is an apparent commentary on the Union Army's policy of living off the land during campaigns--where soldiers, who were sent to requisition supplies for the troops from locals [to avoid long, campaign slowing supply lines], would not only gather needed supplies, but would also loot, pillage, and rape--and on the utter destruction of the Southern homes, cities and infrastructure that was the result of a war that lasted over four years and in which there were approximately 600,000 fatalities.
Robertson claimed that he had the music to the song in his head but had no idea what it was to be about. "At some point [the concept] blurted out to me. Then I went and I did some research and I wrote the lyrics to the song." Robertson continued, "When I first went down South, I remember that a quite common expression would be, 'Well don't worry, the South's gonna rise again.' At one point when I heard it I thought it was kind of a funny statement and then I heard it another time and I was really touched by it. I thought, 'God, because I keep hearing this, there's pain here, there is a sadness here.' In Americana land, it's a kind of a beautiful sadness.
from A to Zinc
man seriously i've been having the crazyest days lately i feel like im some kind of attention whore i need to be constantly doing shit and i think im gettting deep into a cycle of faster living its prob cuz of the recent "life" chages that have been going on and not to say change isnt good of course it is...i just want to be everywhere all the time to many friends around at once not enough hours in the day to take care of things and have a good time you know what im saying.
old man in a orange shirt wagging his finger in my face, "your about to get your jaw broke"
three men follow a young new york girl outside to smoke and flirt
a man stops while carrying a pizza to make a miniture wave to a toddler on a shoulder
"dude, did you see that?"
Tuesday, May 8, 2007
Monday, May 7, 2007
skinner
So now that i totally have a comrad on this thing, Britanny, that killed it on her 1st post even though i know it was copied from gayspace i guess its my tun now to bring the pain.
my new place reminds me of a danish sewing barn, and through my disscusions with ed we think it was onece either:
A) Horse stable
B) Carriage/buggy/Wagon garage
C) Model T Garage
D) all of the above
I think it's D cuz the shit is mad old!
So a little update on wierd things going on: Allmost got in a fight outside Unitard cuz a was blabbing about throwing a half empty beer at some wasted dudes face that was spilling beer intentionally everywhere and on everyone! Little did i know his, "crew" of graffitti dudes MSK or whatev's heard this and i guess tried to fight me.. went something like this;
Graffitti Dude: what the fuck you you talking bout throwing your fucking beer at my friend?
Cory: shit didnt know he was your friend SON your boy is mad drunk and spilling beer allover everybody
GD: So now im your son?
C:...huh
GD: you called me your son, you my dad or some shit?
C: uh... naw homes im not your dad
GD: So now im your homes?
(So this is that part where, despite being drunk, i figure this dude and company are just looking for any excuse to get in a fight, i also know that i probelby have much more friends that had my back than this dude but i didnt know if they where in the near area and/or were as hard as some MSK gang whatever guys)
C: {pours beer on GD's Shoes}
GD: {Pours beer on C's Shoes}
C: ...OKAY... i guess we're even now...
Anyways it went something like that, i think long story short i didnt get my ass beat
This one's for Brit shes loves this crew...
my new place reminds me of a danish sewing barn, and through my disscusions with ed we think it was onece either:
A) Horse stable
B) Carriage/buggy/Wagon garage
C) Model T Garage
D) all of the above
I think it's D cuz the shit is mad old!
So a little update on wierd things going on: Allmost got in a fight outside Unitard cuz a was blabbing about throwing a half empty beer at some wasted dudes face that was spilling beer intentionally everywhere and on everyone! Little did i know his, "crew" of graffitti dudes MSK or whatev's heard this and i guess tried to fight me.. went something like this;
Graffitti Dude: what the fuck you you talking bout throwing your fucking beer at my friend?
Cory: shit didnt know he was your friend SON your boy is mad drunk and spilling beer allover everybody
GD: So now im your son?
C:...huh
GD: you called me your son, you my dad or some shit?
C: uh... naw homes im not your dad
GD: So now im your homes?
(So this is that part where, despite being drunk, i figure this dude and company are just looking for any excuse to get in a fight, i also know that i probelby have much more friends that had my back than this dude but i didnt know if they where in the near area and/or were as hard as some MSK gang whatever guys)
C: {pours beer on GD's Shoes}
GD: {Pours beer on C's Shoes}
C: ...OKAY... i guess we're even now...
Anyways it went something like that, i think long story short i didnt get my ass beat
This one's for Brit shes loves this crew...
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
velo muncher
got off work yesterday and bagged what food was left at the beach house, the place is getting fumigated today and tommarow. Friday a man will measure the amount of poisionous gas left in the building and clear it once again for human habitation. Once Skritski and I completed that I met up with Ed, Ben, and layne and took the scenic route to the velodrome for tuesday night racing. We picked up some beers along the way and bombed a hill. the stands were even more full than opening week(last Tuesday) and the tecate was flowing. Aki was there along with Jay, we rapped out about the Buck Fifty Bike Build Off that we came up with and cemented the catagory's and rules. Lost my Utter Kaos beer koozie on the way back, hawlin too much ass i guess. Sushi Deli sounds good, regardless of how much they've fallen off.
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
skin test
I dreamt last night that i was slowly pulling/ripping the skin off my the top of my foot and once i got underneath the skin and flesh found a totally terminator thing going on.. like my bones and tendans were robotic. so...
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