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Celebrating Elvis' 80th Birthday with a packed house at Chuy's Mexican Restaurant in Austin, Texas
Stand Up comedy from Mike Elliott
Surprise birthday party in San Antonio
1981 on Celebration Records out of Bloomington MN Side 1 My Funny Valentine The Things We Did Last Summer Angel Eyes Come Rain Or Come Shine You Don't Know What Love Is Nobody Does It Better Side 2 Lover Man Little Girl Blue I'll Remember April Here's That Rainy Day But Beautiful Willow Weep For Me
This video is about Michael basketball
Taken from Mike's 1983 'At Last it's....' Tyne Tees/Channel 4 show. The band are: Ray Laidlaw (Drums), Brendan Healey (Keyboards), Rod Clements (Bass), Billy Mitchell(guitar), Jed Grimes (Guitar). This band eventually became Pacamax. http://www.lindisfarne.co.uk
For more information please visit: http://www.canoeshop.ca/ http://www.canadianrealestatetv.com/ On this segment of West Coast escapes we head to the Kettle River of Grand Forks to visit Mike Elliot, the only full-time professional canoe restorer in British Columbia!!
A full FOUR HOUR SHOW of Mike the Mouth Elliott's radio phone-in recorded on 7th May 2001. This was taken from one of Century FMs logging tapes. You can see part of the station's CCTV around the building recorded alongside the show.
[USA 1983 LP] Mike Elliott: guitar; Ricky Peterson: keys; Bobby Peterson: keys, flugelhorn; Billy Peterson: bass; Rich Houle: bass; Gordy Knudtson: drums, percussion. No copyright violation intended, made without profit.
IBA Boxing Fight between Gary McGinn & Mike Elliott at The Circus Tavern Purfleet on March 22nd 2013. Footage supplied by Liam Galvin & Yvette Rowland at www.unlicensedboxing.com
Filmed on the trails located on the Malahat, Vancouver Island. An epic day of riding with Mike Elliott and myself, Matt Tyson. Follow The Dirty Club on twitter @Thedirtyclub for ride times and locations or follow the action here on youtube and on Instagram @thedirtyclubmotorsports.
The Chiko Roll was born in Bendigo, not Wagga Wagga or Castlemaine. Download or stream my songs from http://mikeelliottmusic.bandcamp.com http://soundcloud.com/mikeelliottcomedy http://mikeelliottcomedy.com
Planetone UK RC11 Other side is Moon Man by Terry Moon. Kizoa Video Editor - Movie Maker - http://www.kizoa.com
Skateboarding footage of Drake Elliott & Mike Campos "Grind'n"
Mike Elliott joins us for an update on the bustling drone retail and service business here in Hawaii. Well look at the new dimensions of the future enabled by recent FAA rule-making action. ThinkTech Hawaii streams live on the Internet from 11:00 am to 5:00 pm every weekday afternoon, Hawaii Time, then streaming earlier shows through the night. Check us out any time for great content and great community. Our vision is to be a leader in shaping a more vital and thriving Hawaii as the foundation for future generations. Our mission is to be the leading digital media platform raising pubic awareness and promoting civic engagement in Hawaii.
This is the only recorded full three hour long programme of Mikes' nightly phone-in show in vision. It was recorded on Sunday 10th September 1995 when the show was in its first year. Mike had recently returned after being suspended for losing his temper on air with a caller who told him that she had 6 kids, all from different fathers, had a job on the side and was happily living on benefits. This resulted in the station being fined by what was then The Radio Authority. Fortunately the the station management gave Mike a second chance and the show went on to run for a number of successful years. Sadly, Mike passed away on 23rd December 2014 aged 68.
Tonight we sit down with Mike Elliott, esteemed game designer of such games as Dice Masters and Quarriors as well as tons and tons of CCGs
[Intro]
I've wanted to fuck you since we were, like, twelve
An' I didn't know what to do
How was I supposed to tell them I was sleepin with ya mom who was in tears
For, like, the past three years
Isn't that (?) anymore?
[Bigg Jus: scratched]
Inhuman
[Bigg Jus]
And it's on like that [x3]
We inhuman on the track
Bigg Jus, El-P, check it (here's what I want you to do)
Yo Mike L-A-D-D
Bigg Jus and E-L-dash-P
Two thousand and twelve AD
Motherfuckin dead machines
Bounty hunter gunner with blade runner
Thirty eye medula toolie
Smoke the dust free proof
My mad is fusion with the blood protrudin
I saw this mix delicacy weavin across the room full of imposters
Full lips with the thickness of a loud Irish rasta
I was like yo I'm Bigg Jus I'm unpredictable with nitro proofs
Be swimmin in glycerin and iodine ignitin moves
Saw you across the room strokin that silky pussy
Yo what kind of cat is that a light grey eyed Persian?
Stuck her tongue in the air she giggled
We was in the M5 swervin
Shit talkin ideaology
She like starin me up and down pathologically
I'm thinkin gynaecology
Sayin her name was (?) but call me if you please
I like that old Foxy Brown song
Keep y'all niggaz livin on ya knees
Actually I got a MD her statistics are MIT
Place any square root in front of my optical
I can break that shit down to the smallest possible atom
Smashin it
Plus got a fellowship grant in synthetic dynamics
Programmin Nexus 6 brain fluid fools
14 different reaction postures with like all types of moods
2001 test functions ensure the titties swing properly
Disease resistant circuitry
Plus suckin dicks sloppily
I pulled out the nine directional wave transmitter vagina finder
Then hit it to the brain box burst with orgasmic seismic
The bitch backflipped and yolked me up in a Heimlich
Turned to me expressionless with a dead look in her eyes
Reached inside her body cavity
Pulled out the magnesium nine
Then dialled the forty one sendin for Armageddon
I know Bigg Jus impervious but the shell went in...
[Mike Ladd]
CEB, Blade Runner stee', it's all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies [x4]
[El-P]
Yo yo yo yo
My dwellin functions dual functional purpose
It's lessen on the surface
I roam with a worthless earnin blendin
A veteran with one death in the endin
Swift on a lurk call me Nexus
My three momma team attempt at time mendin
My cellulite is flesh like your family at best
Broken down with an advanced combination of what man made and what man is
But while I wasn't told in advance but the plan has got me frantic
I can't handle this shit
Blade runner stilo means death
Why don't we dance but shit on me baby
I'ma cool Joe
Givin the people life cos they live four years then get smoked
I'm positive I'm worth more than this treatment
But the other right me squeals in secret
Your politics come directly from mono television speakers impeded frequent
Amongst the working class acted original but quite flaccid
You wouldn't recognise my Nexus 6 Fonz
Detected nonchalant through my lack of pupil response
Dirty, desperate, unimpressed, separate, soldier sodom with circuitry
Contagion playin me bent to prevent me from gettin older
My tears blend to where the rain went
Well blade baby, outrun a contagion
Style gunners flip shit amazin
Till death call me Deckard
I've seen slave ships off the shores of Orion fire blazin...
[Mike Ladd]
CEB, Blade Runner stee', it's all of us, you and me, stuck in monopolies [x4]
My ineffectual elections are infectious in the twilight of megalopolis
Hip hop is
Gettin off on this
Chaos
As it is perceived
Fifty milion suckers crawl on hands and knees
To worship and believe
at ATMs and psychic friends networks
But that surround us
As we do Babylon by bus
Straight to Rikers
Run by guns with cops that used to be Nazi bikers
Umemployed writers type up eulogies for freedom fighters
Gone Republican
Who's rubbin them brain cells
I gots
Gridlocked in my city block
AKA cell block
Shellshocked
Got a lot from Atlanta to Woodstock, Boston to Washington
New York's just downtown mega city one
Guns are like jewellery
I'm carryin tomfoolery
I'm soothin me with over information
and loopety loops pump through my veins like Thorazine in hula hoops
Must stay awake, can't sleep in hype and glamour
We live in the afterfuture, and that takes mad stamina
We be blazin through stars like star blazin shout lasers
And Luke Skywalker touches a street walker in a kung fu suit
So let me be more like Sebastian
Have a passion for chess
Kick a pawn to King Four
No more than happiness
We be treated like replicants AKA refugees
Despised and lied to by Peter Jennings and jacked cavities
So bust a cap with me
Before they raffle me off at the police state fair
Everybody plays Pierre
Singin "I don't care"