Showing newest 24 of 294 posts from June 2010. Show older posts
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Wednesday, 30 June 2010

The Dumb Side - Are Engerland Havana laugh?





World Cup Paper Round: Are you Havana laugh?

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eurosport
Wed Jun 30 2010


Another day, another debacle. Pictures of England players holed up in a hotel taking the weight off their feet, boozing and puffing on cigars after the loss to Germany while the Football Association debate the future of the much-maligned national coach Fabio Capello. This is juicy material for a tabloid feeding frenzy.

The front page of The Sun focuses on an unfortunate image of Aaron Lennon sucking on a Cuban cigar with the rest of his teammates amid a smattering of beer, wine and cigars.

The image apparently was sent home from defender Ledley King via a Blackberry, but causes uproar in The Sun's main comment page.

"Own goal, lads," says The Sun. "Hours after being shamed by Germany our losers were puffing fat cigars in a hotel lounge festooned with beer bottles and a champagne bucket.

"What exactly were you celebrating, lads? And how could idiots at the FA be so insensitive as to allow a boozy party at a time of national humiliation?"

Defender Ashley Cole apparently sent a message before the finals, saying: "I hate England and the people", which seems both mischievous and meaningless, but contributes to the general feeling of contempt for England's players on the front and back pages.












With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair





by jennyjamesphotography.com




Suddenly I turned around and she was standin there, with silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair. She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns. "Come in," she said, "I'll give you shelter from the storm." Now there's a wall between us, somethin theres been lost. I took too much for granted, got my signals crossed. Just to think that it all began on a long-forgotten morn. "Come in," she said.












The Sport - Ronaldo is Nike curse's final victim!





Ronaldo is Nike curse's final victim

Tue Jun 29 2010
Armchaair Pundit



No doubt you have seen the flashy Nike advert on the telly during the World Cup. Entitled 'Write the future', it imagines the future in the event of success or failure for a number of players.

For example, Wayne Rooney gives the ball away in the last minute and is pictured living in a trailer park, sporting a dirty vest and a bushy beard. But Roon chases back and executes a perfect tackle. Cue footage of a meeting with The Queen, and a hospital ward full of babies called Wayne.

It's all good fun (although not a patch on the three-a-side tournament on a boat, reffed by Eric Cantona, from 2002), but to Nike's horror the stars of the advert have one-by-one seen their tournament cut short.

Ronaldinho started the rot by not even getting in the Brazilian squad, although he has probably enjoyed the tournament more than most, lazing on the beach hooked up to an IV caipirinha drip.

Didier Drogba broke his arm in a warm-up game, and struggled through a fruitless campaign for Ivory Coast who were knocked out at the group stage.

Franck Ribery was meant to be France's talisman, but became a leading protagonist in the incredible mutiny that consumed Les Bleus; appearing on the TV to claim he was not a trouble-maker on minute, refusing to train the next. He went home early.

Fabio Cannavaro looked a shell of his former self, was humiliated by New Zealand and Slovakia and led his Italy side to a humiliating first-round exit.

Rooney wore a face like a smacked backside, played like an impostor and went out in the second round. Maybe he secretly fancied living in a caravan eating cold beans.

And now the last man standing, Cristiano Ronaldo, is out after his Portugal side lost to Spain - the third time in four matches they had failed to score.

Ronaldo's failure may not have been as spectacular as the others, but he clearly failed to live up to his billing, and his insistence on sitting on the turf gesticulating for a good 20 seconds every time he was denied a free-kick shows the staggering extent of his narcissism.

He ended the game an isolated figure, aiming baffled shrugs in Carlos Queiroz's direction as the coach sat on his hands while time ticked down.

I don't have a problem with the advert, really, but it is always nice to see overhyped stars backed by a multi-billion dollar corporation fall flat on their faces.

Although the commercial is light-hearted, it encourages players to think about the rewards of victory before they have achieved it.

And as England continues the search for reasons why our players underperform, it surely cannot help that they spend much of their time appearing in adverts where they are knighted.

If Roger Federer, spanked at table tennis by Rooney in the Nike spot, fails to win Wimbledon, we'll know there really is a curse.















The Video - Bonnie 'Prince' Billy's "I Called You Back"





And I called you back, to a place beside me. Love found us easily, and if that's all we have you will find we need nothing more. And I called you back, to a place beside me. And I called you back, to a place beside me. And every time we kiss, we find ourselves in love again.


Another wonderful Oldham video. This time a lovely piece of animation which was brilliantly directed, illustrated and animated by Mike Aho (who has an interesting site here) for the great "I Called You Back." A typically surreal, funny, experimental, innovative and fucked up video! Well, anything else from Billy would be a f*cking shock!!

The delicious zen-like song of love "I Called You Back" is another, bijou, poetic masterpiece with sculpted stand-alone lines like "the older that we get, we know that nothing else for us is possible" and "And every time we kiss, we find ourselves in love again"! Sublime stuff!

The song was originally found on 2006's 'The Letting Go' LP and later reinterpreted on 2008's live (Australia/Japan only) release 'Wilding in the West', from whence this fine version is taken.

The album was recorded in central coastal California by Paul Oldham. The wonderful band here - as well as Dawn McCarthy who again provides divine vocals - includes Bonnie regulars, Emmett Kelly, Aram Stith with Azita & Will & Paul Oldham.
















Art of the Advert - Beer Pong Party Pretty





When the f*ck did Beer Pong become a "Sport'?

Whatever! It's definitely my favourite sport of all time!







And heavy-hooded eyes inside her black hair



by Josh Galletly



To kiss her milk-white throat, a dark curtain of black hair
Smothered me, my lover with her beautiful black hair
The smell of it is heavy. It is charged with life
On my fingers the smell of her deep black hair
Full of all my whispered words, her black hair
And wet with tears and good-byes, her hair of deepest black
All my tears cried against her milk-white throat
Hidden behind the curtain of her beautiful black hair
As deep as ink and black, black as the deepest sea
The smell of her black hair upon my pillow








The Shot - Down On Poledance Street















The Sport - Liverpool 'to appoint Hodgson on Wednesday'




Premier League - Liverpool 'to appoint Hodgson on Wednesday'

PA Sport
Wed, 30 Jun 2010


Roy Hodgson will be named Liverpool manager on Wednesday, according to the Liverpool Echo.

The newspaper claims the Reds have agreed a compensation package "in the region of £2million" with Fulham for the 62-year-old's release.

Hodgson is reportedly due on Merseyside to complete the formalities of the deal which will see him succeed Rafael Benitez, whose six-year spell at Anfield was ended by mutual consent earlier this month after a disappointing season.

Liverpool have remained tight-lipped regarding developments in the search for Benitez's replacement, leaving numerous names to be linked with the post.

Former Reds boss Kenny Dalglish, now an Academy ambassador at the club, was tasked with assisting managing director Christian Purslow in identifying the right man before emerging as a serious candidate for a second stint at the helm.

Aston Villa boss Martin O'Neill, Marseille coach Didier Deschamps, Galatasaray's Frank Rijkaard and former Real Madrid manager Manuel Pellegrini were among those also talked about, but Hodgson was widely believed to be the number one contender.

The Fulham manager's stock has risen sharply since guiding the unfancied Cottagers to the final of the Europa League last season - beating Juventus along the way.

A seventh-place finish in the 2008/09 Premier League campaign also represented uncharted territory, and Hodgson excelled in the league once again last term as he kept Fulham comfortably in mid-table throughout.

He was named manager of the year by the League Managers Association in 2009/10. Hodgson started out in management in 1976 with Swedish side Halmstad and also counts Bristol City, Inter Milan and Blackburn among his former clubs.

He has also managed at international level with Switzerland, Finland and United Arab Emirates.








The Shot - Lenny's Shadowplay













Tuesday, 29 June 2010

Never Failed Me Yet





Jesus' blood never failed me yet. Never failed me yet. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. This one thing I know - for He loves me so. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. Never failed me yet. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. This one thing I know - for He loves me so. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. Never failed me yet. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. This one thing I know - for He loves me so. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. Never failed me yet. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. This one thing I know - for He loves me so. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. Never failed me yet. Jesus' blood never failed me yet. This one thing I know - for He loves me so. Jesus' blood won't fail me yet. Won't fail me yet.










The Song - Robert Johnson's "Love In Vain"



http://www.robertjohnsonbluesfoundation.org/images/rj_circle_lg.jpg


Yeah, the train left the station, it had two lights on behind. Well, the blue light was my baby and the red light was my mind. All my love's in vain.



Amazingly, the enigmatic, nigh mythical, Daddy of the Blues, Robert Johnson built his enormous legacy on the strength of just two recording sessions from 1936 and 1937. He actually only cut a total of 41 recordings in all (29 individual songs plus 12 alternate takes) during his brief time on this mortal coil. Each one though a treasured classic and of immeasurable influence on future generations of artists; and indeed on future music genres!

One of the finest such tracks, the minimalist dark masterpiece "Love In Vain" was apparently written for his departed erstwhile lover, one Willie Mae Powell (the chick Rob moans "Oh, Willie Mae" for in the final verse here!)

Robert cut this - and another slightly different version - of "Love In Vain" at the quaintly named Blue Bonnet Hotel in San Antonio, Texas way way back in 1936!




"Love In Vain" is a song that in many ways stands as the Blues template! All the key components are here ... gorgeous guitar, sparseness, heartbreak, pain, poetry, soul, verisimilitude ... and a train!!  

Yap, this sublime slice of Blues is a powerful song that reaches the aphoristic and nihilistic conclusion: "It's hard to tell, but all true love's in vain"!

The train's about to leave the station, with the singer's loved one on board. He's followed her there, lumping her luggage (and no doubt pleading with her endlessly on the way to please, please stay!) He now, though, faces the sickening sight of watching her disappear forever, literally and figuratively, before his very eyes.  

When the train approaches, all he can do is look "her in the eye" and cry. He's distraught, heartbroken. He knows for certain that she doesn't love him, but he still does not understand exactly why, since he's enrapt in her so much. But all his love has been in vain!

Yap, she's on a train and that train is trundling out! She's gone and all he's got is heartbreak.

The two lights on the back of the departing train further reveal his thunderous emotions. One light is blue and the other is red. The blue light symbolises his depression at their separation ("the blue light was my baby"), while the red light symbolises his raging anger at this situation ("the red light was my mind.")

The lines about the train lights are immediately followed by the critical summation "All my love's in vain"! All of which indicates his intense anger with loving people and failing to receive love in return.

Furthermore, the blue and red lights on the departing train are a metaphor for the reality that his emotions and his mind are being taken away from him - they're leaving along with his soul mate on the very same train!

Essentially, as the result of this love and its rejection, he's now lost his emotions and his mind! Now he knows the world's a cruel place! It's one where he's isolated - physically alone and emotionally abandoned also.

Even  worse, if all his love has been in vain, perhaps his entire life has been in vain too!

His life's now boiled down to this  .... tearfully standing alone in a chasm, watching the ass-end of a departing train that's taking everything important he's ever had - or indeed may ever have - far, far, far, forever away!

Yap, this song's a real thing. A raw, bullshit-free, slice of verite! A song buried neck deep in dark realities.

Just as life is more than a tad peppered with melancholia and sadness, this song is too. However, it's not a song that celebrates sadness or wallows in self pity. It's a song that delves into the centuries-old, soulful  expression of sadness through art - what Lorca called duende - an depiction of the darkness that can become in fact a thing of catharsis. One that, just as it helped Johnson through his pain, can too perhaps, for a rare moment, soothe somewhat the sorrowed soul of the attentive audience.









Robert Johnson - "Love in Vain" 

















Top Thai Totty Tan does red hot







This piece of Top Thai Totty loves 'Red'! ... Though She doesn't love Thaksin's Red terrorists!!  (well, I fucking hope not!)









The Shot - Music Through My Darkness

















Ni Hao Soccer Sweety Kinky Contessa

















Art of the Cover: Duane Eddy "... Does Bob Dylan" (1965)





"What Bob Dylan is capable of saying with his magical way with words, Duane Eddy is capable of saying instrumentally. As you will undoubtedly hear, it's a happy marriage."


An oddity this - and a real interesting one - released in '65 on Colpix Records, and produced by the great Lee Hazlewood, where the guitar guru surprisingly lets loose on a number of Dylan songs (well, as the liner notes put it, he "romps and soars through Dylan's brain waves"!!)

Interspersed between the fine Bob tracks are a couple of songs by Lee Hazlewood, a couple of trads and a song by P.F. Sloan (full listing below).

This is an album that firmly debunked the myth that Dylan songs were "only about the words." A myth that really irked His Bobness.

As Mr. Z acerbically writes in  his magnificent "Chronices" memoir;
"Musicians have always known that my songs were about more than just words, but most people are not musicians"!!
He goes on there to say he was  impressed by Duane's reinterpretations that brought clearly to the fore the great music that lay within the songs.

A very nice piece of cover artwork on this album too. One very reminiscent of Dylan's seminal artwork for "Bringing It All Back Home" released the same year, and this is surely a homage to the "BIABH" cover!

Yap, a hot chick dresed in red is a the picture's focal point. The artist is to her left with his cherished instrument. Albums and other artifacts of personal significance to him are spread around the frame. And roses (occult symbolism) appear again!

There's one big  difference though. Yap, Eddy prefers to have two hot chicks!! .... Apparently, he liked a sandwich at lunchtime!!!  





Tracklisting

Side 1
Don't Think Twice*
House Of The Rising Sun (arrangement by Duane Eddy)
It Ain't Me Babe*
Not The Lovin' Kind (written by Lee Hazlewood)
She Belongs To Me*
All I Really Want To Do*

Side 2
Houston (written by Lee Hazlewood)
Love Minus Zero/No Limit*
Mr. Tambourine Man*
Blowin' In The Wind*
Swing Low, Sweet Chariot (arrangement by Duane Eddy)
Eve Of Destruction (written by P.F. Sloan)

(* by Bob Dylan)


Here are the liner notes from the LP (Colpix Records 494) ...
There's an explosive excitement in the air which rings loud and clear in today's popular music. Young composers are creating songs which carry meaning and lasting power. Many of these songs are sung with soul and understanding, but as we concentrate on the lyrics, we may perchance, shy away from enjoying the melodies.

Guitarist extraordinaire, Duane Eddy, sets the record straight. His versatile, twangy guitar, sounding rich and resonant, offers fiery instrumental interpretations of some of today's most potent new songs, principally from the pen of Bob Dylan, the poet laureate of the 1960's.

Eddy's guitar romps and soars through Dylan's brain waves -- translated in this album into notes which build and explode into bar lines of enjoyable melodies. By instrumentally interpreting 12 of the significant songs of the 60's, Eddy proves there is quality and richness in popular music, too often knocked down for its tendency toward shrillness and over-amplification.

When you hear Eddy and cohorts playing songs which have a familiar ring because of their hit status, you get the feeling that someone is singing the lyrics. Yet, there are no words, only the sure-fingering of Eddy's guitar, a gutbucket harmonica providing mournful solos, and a blending of drums, tambourines and guitars in the background. Yet, you tend to hear these words, which seems to indicate that a good song is hard to forget. For the past seven years, Duane has performed the music of young America. Like the popular music industry itself, Duane has fallen in step with the movement toward maturity. No more moon-spoon-June songs, but "Blowin' In The Wind" and "Eve Of Destruction" (by the clever 19 year old refugee from surfing songs, Phil Sloan).

What Bob Dylan is capable of saying with his magical way with words, Duane Eddy is capable of saying instrumentally. As you will undoubtedly hear, it's a happy marriage.

 - by Elliot Tiegel (Billboard Magazine)













Moments In Time - Cynthia & Julian Lennon at home alone (1968)





The beautiful Cynthia Lennon and her young son Julian at their Kenwood home in 1968, after John had left them for some Japanese chick.









Tennis Totty Ana Ivanovic hits an ass-tounding shot















Moments In Time - Lotte Lenya profiled (1962)






Renowned Austrian classical singer and actress Lotte, photographed by Carl Van Vechten in 1962.









Art of the Cover: Hellhound On My Trail - Songs Of Robert Johnson (V.A) (2000)
















And This Is The Book





She’ll continue to do.
I know she is coming.
I know she will look.
And that is the longing.
And this is the book.









Moments in Time - Johnny Cash & June Carter on Pete Seeger's 'Rainbow Quest"(1965)





The great Johnny and the missus made a appearance on "Rainbow Quest", a series of folk music shows hosted by legendary folkster Pete Seeger.

The show lasted for 38 episodes before lack of funding caused its demise. During that time, a truly stellar cast of blues/ folk/ country greats appeared on the show - the likes of Reverend Gary Davis, Mississippi John Hurt, Doc Watson, The Stanley Brothers, Elizabeth Cotten, Patrick Sky, Buffy Sainte-Marie, Tom Paxton, Judy Collins, Donovan, Richard Fariña and Mimi Fariña, Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee, Mamou Cajun Band, Bernice Johnson Reagon, The Beers Family, Roscoe Holcomb, and Shawn Phillips.

No, they sure as f*cking f*ck don't make music shows like this sublime thing anymore!!!













Tennis Totty Anna Kournikova does Adid-ass














Art of the Poster - Tony Richardson's "A Taste of Honey" (1961)















Monday, 28 June 2010

Ni Hao Dong Min Xuan does Sultry Soccer Sweety















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