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A little overweight man has been invited by a friendly couple to a posh restaurant. They have just finished dinner and he keeps on complaining, that any other human being is doing better than himself and that fate obviously denies him a happy life professionally and emotionally. Attending to their own problems, the interpersonal relations of the patrons at adjacent tables become a little troublesome, too, and tension seems to rise. Although the guest are not related over the borders of their tables, all of them are forced by their roles and status to indulge into a social interaction, whose atrocious outcome happens to be inevitable, even you wouldn't have thought so, based on the everyday life situation.
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An old man with a dark past is completing a condemnation in prison. All the prisoners call him El Lobo. The small daughter of the Director of the jail trusts him. When in the prison there is a mutiny, El Lobo tries to care the life of the girl's father.
Keywords: based-on-play
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Diego is one of the chief of the spanish Communist Party. He is travelling back to Paris (where he lives) from a mission in Madrid. He is arrested at the border for an identity check but manages to go free thanks to Nadine, the daughter of the man whose passport is used by him. When he arrives in Paris, he starts searching one of his comrades, Juan, to prevent him from going to Madrid where he could be arrested by Franco's police...
Keywords: 1960s, absent-mindedness, airport, algeria, andalusia, anti-fascism, apartment-complex, aranjuez-spain, arrest, artichoke
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As Colonel Nutt is experimenting with explosives, a new janitor is joining his household. The inept janitor proceeds to make life difficult for the rest of staff. Meanwhile, a foreign agent arrives at the house in hopes of getting Col. Nutt's latest invention. The inventor throws him out, so the agent then employs a thug to get the formula. When police head to the Nutt home to start an investigation, a complicated fracas ensues.
Keywords: explosion, inventor, police
A Man (1979) (Italian: Un Uomo) (Greek: Ενας Ανδρας, transliteration: Enas Andras) is a novel written by Oriana Fallaci chronicling her relationship with the attempted assassin of Greek dictator George Papadopoulos.
The book is a pseudo-biography about Alexandros Panagoulis written in the form of a novel. Fallaci had an intense romantic relationship with Panagoulis. She uses the novel to put forth her view that Panagoulis was assassinated by a vast conspiracy, a view widely shared by many Greeks.
The work has had mixed reviews. Some will find the harsh polemic repetitive and disturbing. Fallaci is said to have been angry at Ms Magazine for not reviewing the work and this enhanced her reputation as an anti-feminist.
"Don't help me then, hand me over to the police, what's the use anyway--"
"Of suffering, fighting? It allows us to live, my boy. A man who gives in doesn't live, he survives."
Aloe Blacc (born Egbert Nathaniel Dawkins III; January 7, 1979) is an American soul singer, rapper and musician. He is married to Australian rapper Maya Jupiter.
Blacc was born in Orange County, California to Panamanian parents. He began his music career in 1995 as a rapper in the hip hop duo Emanon with producer Exile.
By the late 1990s, Blacc was part of the duo Emanon and joined the group Lootpack on tour in Europe. The duo released six albums. This led to Blacc working with the French Jazz group Jazz Liberatorz. He released an album at the end of the 1990s.
In 2003, Blacc signed with Stones Throw Records and began a solo career. On July 11, 2006, he released his first LP album, Shine Through, on CD, vinyl record and online (on the Stones Throw website).
He then toured across Europe and the U.S. with Emanon, while working on his second solo album.
In 2009, Blacc collaborated with the Japanese hip hop producer Cradle. They called themselves Bee.
In 2010, Blacc released his second album, Good Things, on Stones Throw records. The album was produced by Jeff Dynamite and Leon Michels for Truth & Soul Productions.
"The Man" is a slang phrase that may refer to the government or to some other authority in a position of power. In addition to this derogatory connotation, it may also serve as a term of respect and praise.
The phrase "the Man is keeping me down" is commonly used to describe oppression. The phrase "stick it to the Man" encourages resistance to authority, and essentially means "fight back" or "resist", either openly or via sabotage.
The earliest recorded use[citation needed] of the term "the Man" in the American sense dates back to a letter written by a young Alexander Hamilton in September 1772, when he was 15. In a letter to his father James Hamilton, published in the Royal Dutch-American Gazette, he described the response of the Dutch governor of St. Croix to a hurricane that raked that island on August 31, 1772. "Our General has issued several very salutary and humane regulations and both in his publick and private measures, has shewn himself the Man." [dubious – discuss] In the Southern U.S. states, the phrase came to be applied to any man or any group in a position of authority, or to authority in the abstract. From about the 1950s the phrase was also an underworld code word for police, the warden of a prison or other law enforcement or penal authorities.
James Joseph Brown (May 3, 1933 – December 25, 2006) was an American singer, songwriter, musician, and recording artist. He is the originator of funk music and is a major figure of 20th century popular music and dance.
In a career that spanned decades, Brown profoundly influenced the development of many different musical genres. Brown moved on a continuum of blues and gospel-based forms and styles to a profoundly "Africanized" approach to music making. Brown performed in concerts, first making his rounds across the Chitlin' Circuit, and then across the country and later around the world, along with appearing in shows on television and in movies. Although he contributed much to the music world through his hitmaking, Brown holds the record as the artist who charted the most singles on the Billboard Hot 100 without ever hitting number one on that chart.
For many years, Brown's touring show was one of the most extravagant productions in American popular music. At the time of Brown's death, his band included three guitarists, two bass guitar players, two drummers, three horns and a percussionist. The bands that he maintained during the late 1960s and 1970s were of comparable size, and the bands also included a three-piece amplified string section that played during ballads. Brown employed between 40 and 50 people for the James Brown Revue, and members of the revue traveled with him in a bus to cities and towns all over the country, performing upwards of 330 shows a year with almost all of the shows as one-nighters. In 1986, he was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame and in 1990 into the Songwriters Hall of Fame.
Michelle LaVaughn Robinson Obama (born January 17, 1964) is the wife of the 44th and incumbent President of the United States, Barack Obama, and is the first African-American First Lady of the United States. Raised on the South Side of Chicago, Obama attended Princeton University and Harvard Law School before returning to Chicago and to work at the law firm Sidley Austin, where she met her future husband. Subsequently, she worked as part of the staff of Chicago mayor Richard M. Daley, and for the University of Chicago Medical Center.
Throughout 2007 and 2008, she helped campaign for her husband's presidential bid and delivered a keynote address at the 2008 Democratic National Convention. She is the mother of two daughters, Malia and Sasha, and is the sister of Craig Robinson, men's basketball coach at Oregon State University. As the wife of a Senator, and later the First Lady, she has become a fashion icon and role model for women, and an advocate for poverty awareness, nutrition and healthy eating.
I am a man as a man I've been told
Bacon is brought to the house in this mold
Born of your bellies I yearn for the cord
Years I have groveled, repentance ignored
And I have been blamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
I am man who has grown from a son
Been crucified by enraged women
I am son who was raised by such men
I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among
And I have been shamed and I have relented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And I have been shamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
We don't fare well with endless reprimands
We don't do well with a life served as a sentence
And this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offense
'Cause I am a man who understands your resistance
I am a man who still does what he can
To dispel our archaic reputation
I am a man who has heard all he can
'Cuz I don't fare well with endless punishment
'Cuz I have been blamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And we have been blamed and we have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
We don't fare well with endless reprimands
And we don't do well with a life served as a sentence
And this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offense
I really must stop always being the child
Chasing his youth his heart, nose to the wind
I really must cure my tender nostalgia
Bury deep my stars beneath the veil of night
I must postpone my Spanish chòteau
Dreams that befuddle like an old wine
I must also give up those sunny states
To become a man
And when that day comes
You will forgive me, you won't be surprised
When I show my teeth, when I show my bite
Then I will be a man
And I will stand tall
I really must share my classes with others
So my youth can pass at last, so I forget
I really must scrape my nails on my heart
That my life hardens with sorrow and pain
I must upset my guardian angels
Who soothed me too much
And when that day comes
You won't be annoyed
If I scratch a bit, if I practice being....so savage!
You will forgive me, you won't be surprised
When I show my teeth, when I show my bite
Then I will be a man
And I will stand tall
And you will be prepared to find before you
Someone who's like you, a wolf among the wolves
Then I will be a man
And I will stand tall
And you will be prepared to find before you
Someone who's like you, I'll be a wolf among the wolves
Then I will be a man
And I will stand tall
Then I will be a man
Don't let nobody treat me like crap
I'm pullin heads off sharp and smack em off francs
The best in these days I smoke on these tracks
Gonna mash your plan for holdin me back
Jump up rush the office with the gat
Lettin the niggaz see where my mind is at
Hurry up to the walls see how I react
But I keep comin back and that's for a fact
I got the beef, but no road I got dropped
And take each day the bullshit don't stop
Got to act with the man cause I don't suck cock
No matter how bad I wanna get to the top
The music go out like a fuckin lot
With the key and the dat I rap and just stop
Come and see me on a Soul Assas trip
Hittin stage, generate, pumpin all that lip
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
A FUCKIN MAN!
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
A FUCKIN MAN!
If y'all ever need help I don't wait
And I come from some shit that's put away
I hit these suckers that think they so great
Still a nigga die, so they can update
No matter how you try you'll always be fate
Breakin off chunks off of what I create
I see that liquorice all over your face
Back-stab a nigga in the mist of the chase
Fuck the bullshit let's get to the bottom
Stompin punk styles, agein rock got em
Only thing I don't wanna say when I drop em
Loadin my shells so don't try to hock em
Hittin the heat with the jig-ass beats
Bite my style, is the only way to compete
Smoke anybody if I ever lop heat
And anybody else that wanna fuck with me
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
A FUCKIN MAN!
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
A FUCKIN MAN!
I sing funky-ass shit that I bring
Fly likes a lot when I do my thing
Check it out y'all ain't no one nicer
Got it goin on with the mighty wanna cipher
Got a women crazy, when I beg
And hip-hop styles with the SX-10
Trust no one ain't nobody your friend
Cause this business hear all about to end
Don't mean comin back when they bust the raps
And all the little things of the nicer tracks
Hangin out in the uniform
Keep what I'm doin here all night long
Is to keep it goin, bring the thunder and pain
Ain't bitches same since I went insane
Fuckin with these bitches up in this game
To the depicts, drain on my FUCKIN TRAIN
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
A FUCKIN MAN!
YOU CAN'T FUCK WITH ME
I AM EVERYTHING YOU EVER WANT TO BE
I am a man as a man I've been told
Bacon is brought to the house in this mold
Born of your bellies I yearn for the cord
Years I have groveled repentance ignored
And I have been blamed
And I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
I am man who has grown from a son
Been crucified by enraged women
I am son who was raised by such men
I'm often reminded of the fools I'm among
And I have been shamed
And I have relented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And I have been shamed
And I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
we don't fare well with endless reprimands
we don't do well with a life served as a sentence
this won't work well if you're hell bent on your offence
I am a man who understands your reticence
I am a man who still does what he can
to dispel our archaic reputation
I am a man who has heard all he can
cuz I don't fare well with endless punishment
Cuz I have been blamed and I have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
And we have been blamed and we have repented
I'm working my way toward our union mended
Sweet and strong the way he loves me
Gentle, Gentle in my heart
I know he can feel
I know that he's real
I know he's a man
Just because he makes me want him
Like I never have before
I'm betting on him
I'm watching him win
All the woman I am
The way he is could heal my every day
Give me with his eyes what diamonds only try to say
And I need his love to help me carry on
To do my little miracles-
Well, love's the fuel I'm flying on
And of all the ways to love a man
I believe the best is this
To feel him beside you
To hold him inside you
So many people, that wanna know my opinion on the whole situation, but...
A Man, A Man, A Man, A Man
Who do you believe in? I know it ain't me
I hope it ain't a priest or who you see on TV
I hope it ain't your poppa, partner, he only raised you
And I know it ain't your mom, even though that's who you came through
I'm asking who you pray to, some believe in angels
Some believe in one God, some believe in Jesus
Some believe in all of it, and I don't mean a part of it ain't true
I know that someone started it, and I know it ain't you
The creator of them blue skies
The great blue sea, or hey me, a cool guy
Who few relate to like, I'm confused too, what is it you do
What does a black man in Iran who's never heard of Jesus choose
And who do you choose, the heart said the youth, the mind said the truth
The blind led the blind here to heaven with a sign saying 'I choose you'
But left you behind, like no one can explain it
It's like one religion can't contain it
And I ain't the man that's tryna change it, I just want answers
Live no cameras, fuck the propaganda
Many souls stranded cause they took a book for granted
Some planted seeds to feed the mind peace over greed
I just keep the truth that I read
World on their knees while their innocence bleeds
And you keep funding wars with money from your source
The shame is all ours, but God, I'm all yours, save me
Before the doors close and them horns blown
And I'm alone in my grave thinking maybe
I shoulda prayed more for peace, love, and unity
Between you and me, no matter who you choose to be
Pop telling me that, the muslims won't make it
And the muslims telling me my pop won't make it
Yet they both praise Him, night and day raise His Name
Until they day he came back to claim them
Is one gon' save them? And another take them? Doubt it
They telling me I shouldn't live without it
Belief, relief for the doubters, it keeps me clouded
Confused while I'm doing the knowledge, but my God said choose
I choose you, who do you choose?
New York, London, Paris, girl, he told you he was outta town,
But your best friend saw him coming out another little cuties house.
Now I dont know why girl you think, he even gives a damn,
Coz he aint really got your back baby, girl he aint no man.
Chorus
A man wont cheat, a man wont lie, a man wont play them games,
Won't be in the club, getting too drunk, coz he knows its all the same.
If a man's got some kids, he knows their his, he's got pride and he aint ashamed
Coz a man wont cheat, a man wont lie and a man wont play them games.
Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, girl everydays the same,
Secrets, stories, lies - u know he aint gonna change.
Im not hating but im saying, he aint the one for you,
Im trying to make you understand , that girl he aint no man.