Sébastien Le Prestre, Seigneur de Vauban and later Marquis de Vauban (15 May 1633 – 30 March 1707), commonly referred to as Vauban, was a Marshal of France and the foremost military engineer of his age, famed for his skill in both designing fortifications and breaking through them. He also advised Louis XIV on how to consolidate France's borders, to make them more defensible. Vauban made a radical suggestion of giving up some land that was indefensible to allow for a stronger, less porous border with France's neighbours.
Vauban was born in Saint-Léger-de-Foucheret (renamed Saint-Léger-Vauban in his honour in 1867), in the département of Yonne, in Burgundy, France, into a family of minor nobility. At the age of ten he was left an orphan in very poor circumstances, and his boyhood and youth were spent amongst the peasantry of his native place. A fortunate event brought him under the care of the Carmelite prior of Semur, who undertook his education, and the grounding in mathematics, science and geometry which he thus received was of the highest value in his subsequent career.
The Blood of a Poet (French: Le Sang d'un Poète) (1930) is an avant-garde film directed by Jean Cocteau and financed by Charles de Noailles. Photographer Lee Miller made her only film appearance in this movie, and it also features an appearance by the famed aerialist Barbette. It is the first part of the Orphic Trilogy, which is continued in Orphée (1950) and concludes with Testament of Orpheus (1960).
The Blood of a Poet is divided into four sections. In section one, an artist sketches a face and is startled when its mouth starts moving. He rubs out the mouth, only to discover that it has transferred to the palm of his hand. After experimenting with the hand for a while and falling asleep, the artist awakens and places the mouth over the mouth of a female statue.
In section two, the statue speaks to the artist, cajoling him into passing through a mirror. The mirror links to a hotel and the artist peers through several keyholes, witnessing such people as an opium smoker and a hermaphrodite. The artist is handed a gun and a disembodied voice instructs him how to shoot himself in the head. He shoots himself but does not die. The artist cries out that he has seen enough and returns through the mirror. He smashes the statue with a mallet.
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Just take a minute and catch the vibe
Coolin' in the studio you know how the story goes
Bobbin' our heads to the tune we're about to do
It's a laid back swing thang
The groove we feel is strong,
We need peace here to get it on
Having fun as we go, makin' sure the flavor shows
Cause we're feeling alright
Takin' our time to free our minds and have a ball, ya'll
Everything's fine it ain't nothing to it cause
We're gonna do it all, what are
We're just vibin' dancing the night away
Groovin', vibin', don't stop until the break of day
In the basement music just right
Nothing goin' down but the mellow sounds
Of Mr. DJ's turntable's goin' round
A mad sensation, a crew of women around sparks inspiration
To set something off the right way to hear the people say
That we're feelin' alright
Takin' our time to free our minds and have a ball ya'll
Everything's fine it ain't nothing to it
'Cause we're gonna do it all, don't you know that
We're just vibin' dancing the night away
A sheer moon
Bless her silken heart
Head in the clouds
Trick or treat on the tip of her tongue
And she kisses the sky
Waiting for the stars to come out and shine
Fabienne let me kiss the moon
Fabienne let me kiss
Let me kiss the moon
And shooting the line
And heaven be praised
The hard shine
She's pure in thought and
Hand on heart and heaven sent
Childish eyes
Reaching for the stars
Betray the love of the innocent
With a trembling hand
Fabienne let me kiss
Fabienne let me kiss the moon
Let me kiss the moon
Let me kiss the moon
Fabienne let me kiss the moon
Fabienne let me kiss the moon
Fabienne let me kiss the moon
Fabienne let me kiss
Let me kiss the moon
Honey you've been fibbin'
Tellin' me such lies
Know that you've been givin'
Ev'ry guy the eye
Honey you've been foolin'
From the very start
Think of what you're doin'
To my achin' heart
Don'tcha know I'm sighin' ?
Don'tcha know I'm crying' ?
Don'tcha know I'm tryin' ?
To believe yuh ?
Oo, Oo, Oo, Honey I'm just livin'
For a love that's true
When you stop you fibbin'
I'll come back to you
Honey you've been fibbin'
Instead of just lying there
why don't you show me that you're powerful?
I, I put in triple x batteries
just so you'd give me something wonderful turn you on
Change you up fast and slow
till I find the frequency I like
Plug it in give me my vibe on
Give me viberations
That's what gets my ride on
gotta have viberations
Jump on top it, sit right on it
Plug in give me my vibe on
gotta have viberations
(Vibe)
I don't wanna put you down
Looks like I'm a viberaholic now
I, I need you coming with me everywhere
Lately I smile so much I'm getting stares
Change you up fast and slow
till I find the frequency I like
You be like giving me viberations
The ultimate stimulation straight out of the box
Ugh, no hestitation
Your speakers like a pony that I love to ride
Making me crazy when the volums high
You're compact so I can take you anywhere I want
Make my friends scream out loud
I want what she's got
Supernatural doing things that normal man can't do
So let me take you out, try you out, I'm in the mood
Change you up fast and slow
Till I find the frequency I like
Keep on giving me, keep on giving me my viberations
Plug it in give me my vibe on
[Scrathed by DJ Premier] "From the underground"
Fuck all y'all bitches ass niggas from my heart
Everybody talkin shit but nobody wanna start
Straight for QB, original shit starter
Welcome me back like Carter
My three pound semi-revolver
Make you part of the pavement quickly
Layin there pool of blood ?? and graved in
Your forehead, your crew came but they all dead
They in the meat market chillin with the boars head
Straight up and down I'm here to kncok you out the box
Word to my pops, sell records like I sold rocks
Y'all bitch ass niggas I'll meet you at the top
Don't try to give me no love 'cuz my shits blazin hot
Smack you with the mack, give you a speed knot
It be in the Source next issue, sayin why I dissed you
Punk motherfuckers, y'all dont want the ruckus
So called tough guys, I despise ya lies
I see it in ya eyes, you pussy and you frontin
Niggas smack ya moms you won't even do nothing
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where my thugs at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where the money at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where my thug chicks?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (?Word uuuuuppppp?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas, who want it?
Just say something so I can spray something
I seen 'em in they videos, with them silly hoes
Actin like they boning 'em, they don't even be knowin 'em
I'm ready to smack the dog shit out of 'em
I don't give a fuck if they going plat'num
My rhyme flat'num like a ton of bricks
And my duns roll, pullin out all type of shit
'Bout time I flip, y'all niggas been livin good
Niggas gettin paid to say "fuck the hood"
No its fuck you bitch ass nigga, ya heard?
If they get robbed and murdered, they deserve it
Fuck 'em, with no grease I hate 'em like I hate the po-lice
If I get the chance I'll crash they dome piece
You pink panty wearin pussy fuckin coward
All of the sudden all y'all niggas bout it bout it
Niggas ain't even tryin cop no brick
Ain't even tryin worry about the cops and shit
Niggas need to stop they shit, before they get slave whipped
Niggas from the projects don't wanna hear that fake shit
Come with what you got to come with
And stop actin like a little bitch
Screwball drops the illest shit
Thats blessed the streets and all my sons
And for the rest of y'all niggas
From the top of my lungs, I scream
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where my thugs at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where the money at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where my thug chicks?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (?Word uuuuuppppp?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where the Bridge at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Where 43rd at?)
Fuck all y'all bitch ass niggas (Screwball what)
Fuck all y'all BITCH ASS NIGGAZ
Word
QB shit (what?)
What, motherfucker
What, yeah
Screwball, Big Poet
Representin QB, knowhasayin?
Underground represent forever (forever)
'Cuz them niggas like Primo (yeah)
Not none of y'all bitch ass niggas (bitch ass niggas)
Music by Elton John
Available on the album Captain Fantastic And The Brown Dirt Cowboy
Wise men say
It looks like rain today
It crackled on the speakers
And trickled down the sleepy subway trains
For heavy eyes could hardly hold us
Aching legs that often told us
It's all worth it
We all fall in love sometimes
The full moon's bright
And starlight filled the evening
We wrote it and I played it
Something happened it's so strange this feeling
Naive notions that were childish
Simple tunes that tried to hide it
But when it comes
We all fall in love sometimes
Did we, didn't we, should we couldn't we
I'm not sure 'cause sometimes we're so blind
Struggling through the day
When even your best friend says
Don't you find
We all fall in love sometimes
And only passing time
Could kill the boredom we acquired
Running with the losers for a while
But our Empty Sky was filled with laughter
Just before the flood
Painting worried faces with a smile
If you think you be vibin like that
Then lady let me give it right back
If you think you be vibin like that
Tell me where you at, tell me where you at
If you think you be vibin like that
Then lady let me give it right back
If you think you be vibin like that
Tell me where you at, tell me where you at
I've been waiting ever since that look
That's all that it took. and baby the spell you cast, I never shook
Did it cross your mind that when you delivered your smile
That if we could spend some time
At the drop of a dime, you could be mine.
How bout if we take a ride
Conversate till the morning light
Find out what we're all about
I know then without a doubt
That we can hit it off
Without a second thought
If you wanna make some time
At the drop of a dime you could be mine
If you think you be vibin like that
Then lady let me give it right back
If you think you be vibin like that
Tell me where you at, tell me where you at
Bridge
If you think you be vibin like that
Then lady let me give it right back
If you think you be vibin like that
A sheer moon Bless her silken heart Waiting for the stars to come out and shine Head in the clouds And she kisses the sky Trick or treat on the tip of her tongue And shooting the line Fabienne let me kiss the moon Fabienne let me kiss Let me kiss the moon
The hard shine And heaven be praised She's pure in thought and Hand on heart and heaven sent Reaching for the stars With a trembling hand Childish eyes Betray the love of the innocent Fabienne let me kiss the moon Fabienne let me kiss Let me kiss the moon Let me kiss the moon
Inside it's cold
She sends me down
Will I begin to be someone else?
And I say, and I say, and I say
"I beg you now!"
Wanna be someone
don't wanna be alone
for a better sight
Wanna be someone
Don't wanna care at all
Tonight
Down, I'm down I'm down
I am your goat
Now I begin to be someone else
Cause you tortures me
And you're killing me, and you kill me
I beg you now
I try to make things new
But I won't let my life blow you away
Until my dream comes true
I beg you now
Inside it's cold
I beg you now
You know, Dasher and Dancer and Prancer and Vixen
Comet and Cupid and Chopper and Nixon
But do you recall
The least famous reindeer of all?
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, this song's for you
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, this song's for you
This is the tale of a reindeer that nobody knows
Shoved down the back and largely ignored on account of a nasal disfigurement
Not unlike Rudolph in that sense
The hallmarks are almost the same
Instead of a red shiny nose that brought Rudolph his fame...
Fabian had just... a cavity
No nose at all
Just a big empty space
In the middle of his face
Scod: Just a couple of chambers
[Fabian: What are you looking at? D'ya want a piece of this?]
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, this song's for you
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, this song's for you
Abnormal snouts were surprisingly common in reindeer
Rudolph and Fabian both fell victim
To the elves and their cost-cutting measures
In keeping their overheads down
The elves fed the reindeer on reindeer.
And on top of that, the poor reindeer were also inbred
So Fabian had just... a cavity
Tripod: His hooter was lacking
Bugger all schnozz!
All this because
His dad was also his sister
Who he then ate.
[Fabian: This chicken tastes funny. Can I have some of yours?]
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, this song's for you
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, tragic but true
Disliked by his peers
This disfigured deer was alone
He watched from afar
As Rudolph the star
Would lead all the others back home
But before you get too sympathetic
There's another thing you should know
Sure, his nose was upsetting
But reindeer are not quite that shallow
'Cause Fabian was... a tosser
[Fabian What! ]
Not nice at all!
[Fabian: Argh, who ran out my batteries?]
An arrogant fool!
[Fabian: I look good in this, don't I?]
A self-serving tool!
[Fabian: I write my name on my stuff for a reason! ]
An absolute face-hole
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian, no one likes you
Fabian, Fabian, Fabian, Fabian
Fabian, Fabian surgery won't fix the vortex