Așa, de revenire, una săltăreață de Emerson Lake & Palmer: Hoedown ( adaptare dupa Aaron Copland). Hop și așa! Zii, măăăă!!!!

Screenshot der neuen Greg-Lake-Website

Lange Zeit war es ruhig um Greg Lake. Jetzt ist zumindest Greg Lakes neue Website online. Und es werden “außergewöhnliche Ereignisse” angekündigt. Am 15. November wird es mit Greg Lake einen Live-Chat geben. Die Anmeldungen starten am 12.November 2009. Zudem ist auf der Website ein ausführliches Interview zu lesen.  Greg Lake berichtet, dass er wieder mit Keith Emerson Songs schreibt. Er könnte sich zudem vorstellen, mit Keith unplugged aufzutreten Aktuell hört Greg unter anderem Randy Newman und Edith Piaf.

Auf der neuen Website sind auch viele Inhalte von der vorherigen Website übernommen worden. Am besten, jeder ELP-Fan stöbert mal selbst in Ruhe darauf herum. Viel Spaß.

Breaking radio silence temporarily, but I was asked by my father to do a light bit of promotion for his joint photo gallery presentation, Musicians In Print: A Photo Flashback Documented by Beth Trepper and Georg W. Purvis III, to be held at the Tyme Gallery in Havertown, PA. The opening reception is on November 13 (less than a week from today), and runs until December 8, 2009.

The photos were taken by my father in the ’70s and ’80s, and may have been done so less out of artistic desire and more as a reminder to what actually happened. (Obligatory “If you remember the ’70s, you weren’t really there” joke.) Some of the bands and musicians include Little Feat, KISS, Rory Gallagher, Jeff Beck, Jackson Browne, Renaissance, Emerson, Lake & Palmer, Warren Zevon, Robert Palmer… the list goes on.

Here are a few websites to check out for more information:

Tyme Gallery

Georg W Purvis III Photography

And here’s all the information from the back of the invite, in case you didn’t get it:

Tyme Gallery
17 W. Eagle Road
Havertown, PA 19083
610-853-1215

Tyme Gallery Proudly Presents:
Musicians In Print: A Photo Flashback Documented by Beth Trepper and Georg W Purvis III

Opening Reception:
Friday, November 13, 2009
5 00pm – 9 00pm

Exhibition Dates:
November 13 – December 8, 2009

Framed prints, matted prints, gift cards, and books of this exhibit will be available for purchase, just in tyme for Christmas.

Die offizielle ELP-Website kündigt eine Reunion von Emerson, Lake & Palmer an.

Beteiligt sind das “Classic Rock-Magazine” und der Veranstalter Mean Fiddler. Die Fans erwartet laut Aussage der Beteiligten eine extravagante Show mit einer Menge Pyrotechnik. ELP sollen am 25. Juli 2010 als Headliner des “High Voltage Festivals” auftreten. Dabei hatte Carl Palmer vor kurzem in einem Interiew mit dem Classic Rock Magazine seinem Ex-Kollegen Keith Emerson noch das aufgeblasene Ego eines Fußballstadions bescheinigt. Nun wartet die Welt auf weitere Details.

Quelle: Classic Rock Magazine

This week I got an email from pandora.com saying that I was close to the limit of how much I could listen to Pandora in a month for free.  Here’s hoping that I get my 10 thumbs-up tracks before I reach that limit.

1. “Polarity” – Kraan, Dancing in the Shade
2. “Flood” – Jars of Clay, Jars of Clay
3. “From the Beginning“ - Emerson, Lake, & Palmer, Trilogy
4. “Escape” – Journey, Escape
5. “Carry on Wayward Son” – Kansas, Leftoverture
6. “Secret Separation” – The Fixx, Walkabout
7. “The Sound of Muzak” – Porcupine Tree, In Absentia
8. “More Than This” – Roxy Music, Avalon
9. “The Dance of Eternity” – Dream Theater, Metropolis pt 2: Scenes from a Memory
10. “Baby Blue” – Bad Finger, Straight Up

Whew, made it.

ELP gut gelaunt in Hamburg. (Foto: Ulli Engelbrecht)

Im Jahre 1992 hatte Ulli Engelbrecht als Zeitungsredakteur das Glück, Keith, Greg und Carl zur Reunion-Tour interviewen zu dürfen. Davon gibt es jetzt in der ELP-History-Website-Galerie einige Fotos von Ulli.

Just Greg…

Praştiile şi săgeţile lui Hamlet sunt oarecum demodate pe câmpurile de luptă din zilele noastre…  În versurile de mai jos, înlocuiţi totuşi cuvântul “king” cu un cuvânt potrivit, care să merite efortul. Nu de a-l înlocui, desigur.

He had white horses
And ladies by the score
All dressed in satin
And waiting by the door

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

White lace and feathers
They made up his bed
A gold covered mattress
On which he was laid

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

He went to fight wars
For his country and his king
Of his honor and his glory
The people would sing

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

A bullet had found him
His blood ran as he cried
No money could save him
So he laid down and he died

Ooooh, what a lucky man he was
Ooooh, what a lucky man he was

Nu ştiu dacă Greg Lake a scris versurile acestei melodii, dar în mod sigur autorul nu le-a văzut puse în pagină ca mai jos. Poate că ar fi aflat răspunsul la ultima întrebare…

C’est la vie
Have your leaves all turned to brown
Will you scatter them around you
C’est la vie
Do you love
And then how am I to know
If you dont let your love show for me
C’est la vie

Oh c’est la vie
Oh c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est la vie

In the night
Do you light a lover’s fire
Do the ashes of desire for you remain
Like the sea
There’s a love to deep to show
Took a storm before my love
Flowed for you
C’est la vie

Oh c’est la vie
Oh c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est la vie

Like a song
Out of tune and out of time
All I needed was a rhyme for you
C’est la vie
Do you give
Do you live from day to day
Is there no song I can play for you
C’est la vie

Oh c’est la vie
Oh c’est la vie
Who knows, who cares, for me
C’est la vie
C’est la vie
C’est la vie
C’est la vie

Immerhin: Ein bißchen ELP ist dabei.

Es war zu erwarten: In der Jubiläumsausgabe “40 Jahre Musik-Express” findet sich fast erwartungsgeamäß kaum Emerson, Lake & Palmer, aber immerhin ein bißchen.

Bei der Coversammlung ist zweimal in den 70ern Keith Emerson auf dem Titelbild. Auf Seite 47 ist der ELP -Artikel (“Emerson, Lake & Palmer halten was ihr name verspricht”) aus dem Jahre 1971 zu sehen.

……….to the show that never ends Ladies and Gentlemen …Emerson Lake and Palmer

This takes me back when “live albums” was my thing.

“Hoedown” – Emerson Lake & Palmer

“Take A Pebble” – Emerson Lake & Palmer

Welcome Back My Friends to the Show That Never Ends… Ladies and Gentlemen, Emerson, Lake & Palmer is a 1974 live album by progressive rock band Emerson, Lake & Palmer, originally released as a three-disk vinyl album, but is now a double CD, in a gatefold cover, the inside of which used the letters “E”, “L” and “P” as retainers for the individual disks.

During 1973 and 1974, ELP toured on their Someone Get Me a Ladder Tour all around the world, and this album captures the representative musical sound of that tour. The title of the album comes from the opening line of the song “Karn Evil 9: First Impression, Part 2″ as well as the introduction to the performance, uttered at the beginning of the song “Hoedown.”

The album reached #4 on the Billboard album chart making it ELP’s highest charting album in the US.

Most of the original recordings included on the album had been first issued as a presentation for the syndicated US radioshow “King Biscuit Flower Hour“. In 1999, these original recordings were released on CD and music fans could now see how Greg Lake, as the executive producer of the live album, changed some parts of the sound by editing echo effects or reverb. On the other hand, the “King Biscuit” tapes also show that ELP did not re-record musical parts of their songs.

The Hard Rock Cafe in Orlando, Florida, also has the title as a message above their main entrance. The “welcome back my friends” hook was also used by Alan Freeman on some of his radio shows.

ELP are to release two deluxe editions on November 12, through Sanctuary/UMC. One will feature Works Vols 1 & 2, brought together for the first time. Both were originally released in 1977, Works Volume 1 being a double LP, while Works Volume 2 was a single album. The CDs here have been remastered. The other deluxe edition is of the 1974 triple live album Welcome Back My Friends To The Show That Never Ends… Ladies & Gentlemen, Emerson, Lake & Palmer. (Possibly the longest album title since Tyrannosaurus Rex’s My People Were Fair And Had Sky In Their Hair… But Now They’re Content To Wear Stars On Their Brows.) Again, the ELP album has been remastered. Recently, rumours have been rife concerning a 40th anniversary ELP reformation for 2010 – although nothing has so far been confirmed. Drummer Carl Palmer recently told the Birmingham Post: “We were going to reform ELP this year but we had a few medical problems involving Keith [Emerson, keyboards]. “One of his hands needs looking at so we had to postpone it. It’s an occupational hazard, with both of my hands having been operated on, but hopefully we can make it happen next year. Our second reformation was from 1991 to 1998 so I suppose we are due another one.” In addition, Esoteric Records have acquired the ights to ELP’s label, Manticore. Starting in November, there will be a huge reissues campaign, featuring artists like Stray Dog, PFM, Keith Christmas and Pete Sinfield. For further details, go to www.emersonlakepalmer.com

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POSTSCRIPT:- 

“PRAISE THE LORD FOR DR FEELGOOD AND “STUPIDITY”

So the great Baldini is on his West Coast leg of the tour that never ends right now. He’s so glad you could attend, come inside, come inside. Performing on stool there’s a sight to make you drool, seven virgins and a … whoops, the thought of Baldy playing at the Fillmore sends me back to the early seventies when Rock and Roll was serious business, not owned, marketed and manipulated by Co’cola and GM via dreck like American Idol.

David, you must be hella bored out there on the road because you’ve taken to stirring up the frau pot by doing twitter chats every afternoon. You’ve been twittering the twats. Stirring them all up like someone poking a big spoon into the hornet’s nest. I can imagine granny vibrators firing up in the hours afterwards as hordes masturbate over the thought that they were talking to you, to YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!……..eleventyyy111!!!!

I know you think you’re being a ‘nice guy’ but being nice is highly overrated. What you’re doing is chumming the waters of insanity as surely as some drunken fisherman danging bits of raw chicken carcases thinking he’s attracting fish when in reality there are baracudas and sharks just below the surface.  This is come back to bit you in the ass hard at some point.

Why do I get the feeling you were there clutching and squeezing your rubber chicken from ‘A Ficus Flows Between Us’ between all those idiotic mundane questions?

Wish you would have answered Idletard’s query about the Tard Strong Idletard bracelet that was handed to you last month. We know you have it.

Sono trascorsi oltre tre mesi da quando ho chiuso e cancellato il blog su cui ho lasciato traccia delle mie sensazioni attraverso le mie poche parole e le tante parole di scrittori, poeti e pensatori, ed anche  attraverso la musica che mi entusiasma e attraverso le immagini che mi emozionano.

Sono trascorsi oltre tre mesi da quell’errore che aveva visto in poco più di un anno quasi 90.000 visitatori con le quasi 140.000 pagine sfogliate, affacciarsi a quei 400 post, non so se letti tutti, ma che credo abbiano lasciato un qualche segno se ancora oggi, chi ha potuto, continua a farmi sentire il suo affetto ed attaccamento.  

Quella sorta di dialogo tra me e l’invisibile protagonista a cui era dedicato quel blog ha visto una sua evoluzione fino al suo estremo epilogo.

Avrei potuto fermarmi un attimo ed attendere che passasse la buriana interiore che mi attanagliava. 

Avrei potuto oscurare il blog e renderlo inaccessibile fino a quando avrei deciso di riportarlo on-line.

Non ho fatto nulla di tutto questo. Ho fatto quello che è una mia prerogativa. Lasciare il cavallo imbizzarrito libero di sfogarsi fino a fine corsa per poi raccogliere i cocci di tutto quello che era andato distrutto lungo la sua folle corsa.

Oggi, forse per riparare a quell’errore e chiedere scusa a tutte quelle anime che attraversavano quelle pagine, ho deciso di riportare quegli scritti con la loro musica e le loro immagini.

Il viaggio sarà un viaggio a ritroso. Cominciando dall’ultimo post fino a ritornare al primo.

Questo non consentirà, ovviamente, di riportare indietro tutti i visitatori dell’epoca.

Forse neanche uno e forse non riporterà indietro nemmeno la sostanza che quel blog incarnava.

Grazie.

In sottofondo: “From the biginning” – Emerson Lake Palmer

Well… this was the first full week of school.  I have loads of things to say about that, but I’ve forgotten most of them.

In my government class, we had to take the citizenship test.  Not for any real purpose – we wouldn’t've gotten kicked out of the country if we failed, it was just for kicks.  Out of forty questions, we had to answer twenty-eight correctly.  I got thirty-three correct.  I thought it was odd that I passed.  I don’t really know WHY I think I wouldn’t've passed… 

Anyway, the one that I graded for the question of “What was the United States greatest concern during the Cold War?” had the answer “freezing to death”.  I don’t think he was trying to be funny either.  I think he genuinely thought that Americans froze to death during the Cold War.

Yester-day, we had grade level assemblies.  I learned one thing during the whole half-hour-talk-at-the-students.  The one thing that bugged me about it was that he (the prinicipal, well, one of the prinicipals) said that “You probably all know how to drive.  You either have driver’s licenses or permits at least.”  NOPE!  My permit expired a month ago.  I’m not renewing it, and I’m not wont to learn how to drive.  People’ve gotten around for thousands of years without learning how to drive.  Why do I need to?  I made a bulleted list of points why I’m not going to learn to drive.  (I couldn’t sleep one night.)

My classes overall seem pretty easy/fun/not-so-boring.  On Thursdays, I have a mentoring period.  It’s new this year.  It’s a vain attempt to create student-teacher trust.  I don’t trust teachers all that much, as a general rule.  The one that I got for me mentor though, ironically, I’ve known for all four years of high school.  He’s the spell & quiz bowl coach.  Ironic because the whole purpose, aside from obviously mentoring, is to created a person that a student can trust for all the years that he/she is in high school.  Oh, irony…

At the first mentoring period, we played Hollywood Squares.  I learned the favourite colour, food, car type, amusement park ride & various other things about my mentor.  I think I’ll have a marginal amount of fun in that class.  It’d be more fun is half the people in the class weren’t so dumb.

In art class, we had to create a painting for a book cover.  I named my book “The Mechanical Cow & The Atomic Rooster”.  I made up mechanical cow, but I stole Atomic Rooster from the band.  I’d been listening to Emerson, Lake & Palmer (because they have a song about mythology, which I was studying in Englisch class).  The drummer, Carl Palmer, was in a band called Atomic Rooster.  So I stole that for my book.  I’m painting the cow green.

I think my hardest class is AP Englisch.  She gives lots of homework with un-specific due dates.  I have to read a lot of chapters of Pride & Prejudice this weekend and write journal entries about them.  I don’t like doing that.  It gets in the way of me understanding the book, which is hard to do in the first place.   I also have to fill out an outline from a miniature text book.  Ugh.

I had spell bowl practise twice this week.  I got an 8 of 9 at one and 9 of 9 at the other.  So far, I’m the top speller.  I missed anti-Semitism.  anti-SemItism.  I had an ‘e’.  Ironically, again, I spelled beaux-arts the way that it is on the list, which is wrong.  So, I got the word correct because I spelt it wrong.  It reminds me of a book I saw where it was “Odyssey & Oracle” for the Zombies’ album.  By fixing the Zombies’ typo, they had, in fact, created a typo of their own.

Not much else interesting happened this week that I can quickly think up.  I’m basically just getting used to school again.  That takes up a lot of time…

No.

Before I explain, I have to address another taboo issue that is all on our minds: polygamy. I have already tackled the issue of “monkey milk” which was the previous 800 pound elephant in the room. In actuality, that is not that big of an elephant. Sure it would be weird to be sitting in a room with a group of people, strangers and/or friends, and there would also be a living, breathing, pooping, and maybe trying to eat someone’s hair with its long trunk elephant in that exact same room and no one is talking about it.

Person in the room: “So did you see District 9 over the weekend? I saw it and I don’t get what all the hype was about. It was about just a bunch of aliens eating cat food. What’s the big deal?”

Me: “First, we’re not friends anymore. If we did consider ourselves ‘friends’ then that is over and you will never redeem yourself in my eyes from the comments you just made. I don’t want to necessarily wish cancer on you for your complete lack of critical praise for the best movie of 2009 thus far, but I will wish on you similar symptoms that will prove to be painful, but in the end not life threatening. Second, THERE IS A MOTHER FUCKING ELEPHANT IN THE ROOM! Does anyone else see it!?! Did someone slip acid into my Yoo-Hoo like it is 1972 and we’re watching Emerson, Lake & Palmer play their classic jam ‘From the Beginning’?”

In that scenario, I was alive in 1972 and I drink Yoo-Hoo. These are two falsehoods. I do enjoy “From the Beginning” by British supergroup Emerson, Lake & Palmer. Regardless of the size of an elephant in the room it should be talked about. Whether the elephant is a child-like 800 pounds or a full grown 15,000 pound African elephant, you talk about it; you have to talk about it. Let me just further the point, you need to talk about the elephant in the room because in life you will be in more rooms where there are no elephants in them. Unless you live in an elephant cage or unless you are in fact an elephant yourself. If that is the case, elephants have finally taken over and RUN! There will be no survivors in the ELEPHANT APOCALYPSE.

Polygamy. I guess there was a time when I thought polygamy was wrong. It might have been when I was a child and held onto a more conservative definition to what a marriage should be. But between my ever growing fear of elephants rising up and waging war on our cities, me losing my faith in God during the 1994 Major League Baseball strike, and my eventual realization that my life’s purpose will be illuminating the eager masses to the truth that Kristen Stewart wants it – at some point I got over the idea of polygamy being a big deal. That and watching Big Love.

Honestly, it doesn’t seem like a bad gig if you can handle all the problems. Bill Paxton has opened my eyes to my new stance on polygamy: if you are consensual adults and up to the challenge of dealing with the chaos of having several crazy women as your wives and raising a buttload (mathematical term) of kids then go for it. I’m not going to stop you. That would be like someone telling me they want to run a marathon everyday for 100 days. Good luck. I’m not going to help, but I’m not going to talk you out of it. If you can accomplish that goal then you deserve a medal.

With that being said, the comments section of KSWI needs to be addressed apparently. I have been receiving marriage proposals I think from a few people, although there are the standouts who have mentioned it in numerous posts. I would be willing if you all can agree on a polygamist marriage and  we will all get married. I am not going to decide on the arrangement of wives either. You can argue amongst yourselves about who is the first wife, second wife and so forth. Also it would be really helpful if you were all hot like how it is on Big Love. Also if you were good at doing laundry would help. I hate doing laundry. I mean I do it. I’m not sitting in my own filth over here. Hot and laundry-able would be great.

My main responsibility as husband is to be funny everyday which I think I can manage because I’m already doing it for free over here. I do have a regular 9-5 job, but I doubt my salary will be enough to raise numerous families on so you’ll have to keep your jobs as well. I will help in making sure any and all children will be raised properly in all the works of the one true God. By that I mean they’ll be Pittsburgh Steelers’ fans (BLACK AND GOLD!!!), their favorite album will be Surfer Rosa by The Pixies, if you’re going to properly rear naked choke someone you push the person’s head down with your one arm and squeeze tight around their neck with your other arm cutting off the blood flow of the carotid arteries to their brain, and that Kristen Stewart wants it more that anyone ever always.

Anyway, I do read the comments, all of them. I do really enjoy reading them. This site hasn’t been running on a regular basis for a month yet, so my main focus is trying to write new material almost everyday. I wasn’t expecting to write something new everyday and was actually trying to do a Monday, Wednesday, Friday update schedule. But you (plural) want it so much. The feedback I have been getting has compelled me to write every day of the week. You just want it so bad; it makes me want to give it to you (the funny and the other things) so then you’ll continue coming back and wanting it more. So keep up the good work and hopefully I will as well. I do appreciate it.

Kristen Stewart would not make for a good girlfriend.

Simply, the positives do not out-weigh the negatives to dating Kristen Stewart. I didn’t phrase the question of “would Kristen Stewart be a good girlfriend?” because that I do not know. I don’t know if Kristen Stewart would cheat on you or make you watch Picket Fences re-runs everyday of the week or one day snap from wanting it so much that she ties you up behind a Dunkin’ Donuts and attacks you with gardening shears. I don’t know if she would do any of those things. What I do know is that Kristen Stewart wanting it so much and all the time would prove to be too great of a burden on a relationship.

Kristen Stewart’s “want” would be cool at first. It would be great at first. It would be the best thing ever at first. A guys’ ego is fragile and it does need constant upkeep. Kristen would be all about that. A guy will have that doubt in the back of his head that will whisper every once and a while “is this chick into me?” For Kristen Stewart, yes! Every time she looks at you it would be an emphatic YES YES I WANT IT! You would be riding high on this. If I’m wearing my shitty sweatpants she wants it, if I’m brushing my teeth she wants it, if I’m in a tuxedo and I feel like an idiot being overdressed because everyone else is just wearing a suit with no tie even though the invitation clearly stated “black tie” – SHE WANTS IT!

Whatever the situation, whatever you are doing, Kristen would turn and look at you and you would feel like you are on top of the world. This chick digs me. But after a little while the epiphany will happen. You will only notice at first that she wants you. It will be all you think about. It will be such a beautiful all encompassing warmth you will feel knowing that she wants you all the time. At some point, that glowing warmth will become tainted. You will feel cold. You will feel devoid of that warmth and you will feel an endless cold covering your body like Larry King’s skin. You will realize, Kristen Stewart wants it and it’s not just from you.

No matter what Kristen is doing, who it is with, what she is looking at, who she is looking at – Kristen Stewart wants it. This will destroy your mind. Imagine you are this guy:

I’m not sure who that guy is, but he looks like a douche. I’m not saying you are a douche. Imagine you are in his place in this picture. Of course, you wouldn’t be looking like a douche wearing a white t-shirt to a widely publicized awards show on television. Dress like a grown up you douche. Anyway, imagine you are him. Also his hair is very douche-y. Anyway, imagine you are in his position. You are with Kristen Stewart and you are out holding hands and you feel good. Until you notice Kristen looking off to her right and she is wanting it. What the fuck is over there? Is Rob over there!?! Who is over there Kristen!?! Kristen, you better answer me! Who is over there? Who the fuck is over there!?! Don’t give me that look, Kristen! I saw you looking over there. I saw how you were looking over there and don’t look at me the exact same way and play it off like you weren’t looking over there like that. Who the fuck is over there!?!

See? That would be all day every day. That would be the same “conversation” you would have with Kristen if you were at a grocery store, a movie, a concert, a niece’s first communion. It would break you. Imagine something simple like having your parents over for dinner. You think everything is going fine until you see Kristen look at your father. What the fuck? Am I the only one seeing this shit? I can’t believe she wants it from my Dad! But then your mom asks everyone if they want a second glass of wine (because this is taking place before we have the intervention and send mom to the Betty Ford clinic so everyone is biting their tongue and trying to keep her under a bottle of wine for the night). Kristen will instinctively look at your mom when answering the question and it will start all over again in your head. WHAT!?! MY MOM!?! Kristen Stewart wants it from my mom!?!

This would be an ongoing problem that will never resolve itself. Even if you can learn to meditate and realize that this is just who Kristen Stewart is, she just wants it all the time, it is an indiscriminate want so I shouldn’t take it personally. It doesn’t mean she is going to act on her want, she just wants it. Nevertheless, you’ll have to constantly be checking what is it that she wants and you’ll never be at peace. You’ll never feel comfortable letting each other have alone time because you’ll need to know what is it she is wanting now. Here is a scenario:

INT – HOME – Day

In a quaint suburban home, you are sitting on the couch flipping through the digital cable guide trying to find something to watch. Kristen is in the kitchen getting a glass of water.

You notice that one of the numerous HBO movie channels has Apocalypse Now Redux on.

You: Hey honey, Apocalypse Now Redux is on. We don’t have plans for another 15 hours, right? So I think I’m going to watch it. Do you want to watch it?

Kristen: Don’t wait for me. I really don’t like the Redux. I think the additional scenes only slow the movie to a grinding halt and don’t progress the story line. Especially that half hour of them hanging out with those French people at that plantation house. That is painful to watch. (Kristen Stewart is very wise by the way and the French woman at the plantation house wants it. Not as much as Kristen of course, but she wants it a lot though.)

You: Oh ok.

After a few minutes, a nagging suspicion is in your head that Kristen is in the kitchen wanting it. You can’t shake it from your brain and you can’t focus on the movie.

You: Uh… baby, what are you doing in there?

Kristen: Nothing.

But you know she isn’t doing “nothing”. She is wanting it in there.

You: I’m not going to watch the movie anymore. So can you come back in here?

- Fade to black –

That would be your life. It would be hell. Kristen Stewart’s want is more than one man or woman can handle. Kristen may need to start watching Big Love and get into polygamy like I have.

It doesn’t seem like I’ve done thirty of these already.  But then, maybe again it does.  I”m so indecisive.

Anyway.  This week was mostly dominated by AP Englisch work.  In other word: allusions.  Why do authors have to say things like, oh, “…

I can’t even think of anything author-like.  But why do authors have to mention other supposedly-famous works in their works.  Come on!  Think up your own ideas!  Because due to that lack of ideas that authors have, I have to look up and define 86 literary allusions (Biblical and mythological).  I hate it.  I”m about half done.  I have but 4 days to finish.  School starts next week.  !?!?!  That’s about my feeling.

Yester-day, I got back from Oberlin College.  I went for the interview/visit/tour day thing.  It was fun… I guess.  I was really hot because I had only a long sleeve shirt to wear (my parents told me to kind of dress up, to me that means boring shirts of which, I have only long sleeves).  I just hope I’m accepted there.  I don’t want to go anywhere else.  Yester-day evening, I was getting depressed just thinking what would happen if I wasn’t accepted. 

But anyway. 

To-day, I went to the library on my bicycle.  It’s the first time I’ve been on it since 22 June when I foolishly tried to high five a tree.  Well, did high five a tree, then did a face-plant on the road.  I didn’t crash to-day.  I got some CDs from the library.  Including the Zombies (Greatest Hits), Badfinger (Badfinger), the Beatles (Live at the BBC)(I’m currently listening to them) and Emerson, Lake & Palmer (Trilogy).  On the way back I found two things:

1) a 2009 penny in the street.  It has the Lincoln log cabin on the back.  It was really scratched up considering how new it is.

2) a trail of my own blood for about a whole mile (the distance from the said high-fiving tree to my house) from when I ran into the street two months ago.  I was surprised it was still there.  It’s rained and stuff since then at least like three times. 

So, that was the interesting-ness to-day.

Eine Info der Plattenfirma Metronome zur ELP-Reunion kündigt im April 1992 ausführlich das Comeback von Emerson,Lake & Palmer an. Vielen Dank an Ulli Engelbrecht für die Zusendung der Info.

Tracklist:

01 – Tarkus
02 – Jeremy Bender
03 – Bitches Crystal
04 – The Only Way (Hymn)
05 – Infinite Space (Conclusion)
06 – A Time and a Place
07 – Are You Ready Eddy?

1971 | Rock Progresivo

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It’s where we break the instruments.

FortDax- Porzess Wolven

Elias Rahbani- Dance Of Maria

Super Furry Animals- (A) Touch Sensitive

Emerson, Lake And Palmer- Hoedown

Recomposed by Carl Craig & Moritz Von Oswald – Music by Maurice Ravel & Modest Mussorgsky

Still bearing the scars of being exposed to Emerson Lake & Palmer’s version of Pictures at an Exhibition at an impressionable age, I approached this work with extreme caution. Made with the blessing of the Deutsche Grammophon label, this disc really does include versions of  uh  ’Bolero’ and, gasp, the dread ‘Pictures at an Exhibition’. It was with shaking hand that I placed the CD in its tray and hit the ‘play’ button. Sixty three minutes later I emerged with my senses rearranged. The recording is stunning, the reworking complete – this is a work of considerable finesse, recalling Kraftwerk, the sinister rustle of electro and in places, Aphex Twin and Jon Hopkins (of whom more later). A triumph in other words.