Two stories follow this song. I'm not exactly sure which one is true but I believe the second one to be the more correct of the two.
First one is that King George hired a musician to write this for him about Anna Boyle <--- spellin ???
Second story I heard was that a King (Probably King George) sent for a young woman. She was known mostly for her one beautiful green dress. His servants came to her with a chest full of treasure. Still she refused to go. They decided to chain her to the chest and bring her back forcefully. She lived on a far edge of a great lake, so they had to return with her by boat. Half way across the lake she said to them that she would take herself and the kings treasure but he would never have her. She tossed the chest over with her leg chained to it and drowned in the lake.
Upon their return the servants explained to the king what had happened.
He was so hurt by this that he retreated to his own quarters and wrote this song about her in memory of her beauty.
All this king really ever knew about her was how beautiful she looked wearing that one green dress..... "Green Sleeves"
Rumor is Phil Collins sent his son to a summer camp, swimming, boating and everything. He returned there unexpectedly to see his son drowning (his son was very young). What he saw was the camp owner standing by and afraid to rescue the boy because he himself could not swim. Phil Collins was an unknown drummer for Genesis band at the time (the man thought he was a nothing). Phil's son died, he being distraught said nothing.
But....
He later held a concert under the name "Phil Collins Band" name and sent front row tickets to the owner of the campground.
He sang this song just to him, pointing at him as he sang and accusing him.
The man left the concert and went to his hotel and hung himself.
I feel bad?
I feel bad for Phil Collins only.
You be the judge and notice the water on the face in the beginning of the vid, also see that his son did drown.
Only thing missing here is why Phil Collins saw it and didn't kill him right then and there. He said he was lost in grieving or shocked...
"In the air tonight" true or untrue, I never met the man but I hurt every time I hear this one,,,
NOTICE: The views expressed in either of these "crappy bullshit" vids are not my own. I do not condone or consent to such behavior, but "eh"... I still laugh at it!
How To Tell If Your Girlfriend's a bitch
Step one test her too... Tell her that her "secret celebrity" crush is actually a gay guy and you know because you had sex with him.
Step two... Be polite. When she cakes her face up with that crap tell her yer proud she tried and pass her a book on tips on how to use make-up, three ink pens and a notebook so she can take notes while she studies and tell her you have faith in her that she aint gonna screw up again like that.
Step four... Tell her the revealing outfit looks Fan-Freakin-Tastic, ask her if she accepts Visa or only cash.
Step five... Tell the waiter "Separate checks palleeze?" Let her know you consider her an equal in every respect and you know she can take care of herself. See if she snares at you.
Step six... Ask yer friends too. If everyone knows her betterin you then you gotta stop to wonder why.
Step seven... When she flirts with another guy buy em both double shots of tiquile with 18 ounce beer chasers. At this point she WILL go to the ladies room. When she returns tell her you gave the other guy her home phone number and offered him three-way sex with both of you. This way you can see if she's truly committed to her actions or just using you to mess with yer head.
Step eight... When she picks a fight over something stupid politely ask her where she learned to act that way and if everyone in her family is like that. (It might be hereditary and you DO NOT want to have offspring in a bad gene pool!)
Step nine... After you passed all her stupid freakin tests and now she wants you. Apologize to her sincerely and confess to her that you were only dating her to get close to her girlfriend (pick an ugly girlfriend for this maneuver, it adds to the ego effect), tell her you were afraid to approach a real woman so you started out with her instead.
Final step! If she kicks you in the nuts, slaps you upside the head, puts you in a headlock an chokes you till yer head turns red then you got a real woman.... Now you ask her if she wants to be real for you and be with the real you. She says yes give her a kiss... Anything else then dump her ass real quick because she already tried for a whole night to mess with yer head and if she aint gonna stop son then she's a real Biatch!
I met her at Indian Ranch in Webster, Massachusetts (I think in 1970). She was just starting out and my mother was singing back-up for some of the more popular cowboy bands (I hated em all), anyway she was very polite and gave me a signed, yet unreleased copy of her new album. I'm not sure even if that album ever got released because my copy was the only one I ever saw. It was called simply "Jeannie Sings"
Harper Valley P.T.A., Live in Nashville
LOL, I met Jeanne Pruitt that day too and started wonderin "WTF, Is this Jeannie day or whut?"
She sang Satin Sheets that day...
Like I said "I Hate Cowboy music" But I can't help but to love a woman singing beautifully :-)
Marianne scribbled this song on a napkin after waking in a hospital from an overdose. Mick Jagger was her boyfriend at the time. He came to visit her that morning and stole the napkin, then recorded the song. It took about twenty years in court battles for her to win back the rights to her own song.
"Faithfull began her singing career in 1964, landing her first gigs as a folk music performer in coffeehouses.[7] Faithfull emerged as a fashionable, vivacious teenager and soon began taking part in London's exploding social scene. In early 1964 she attended a Rolling Stones' launch party with John Dunbar and there a chance meeting with Andrew Loog Oldham, who discovered Faithfull. Her first major release, "As Tears Go By", was penned by Oldham, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, and became a chart success. She then released a series of successful singles, including "This Little Bird, Summer Nights" and "Come and Stay With Me".[7] Faithfull married artist John Dunbar on 6 May 1965 at Cambridge with Peter Asher as the best man.[2] The couple lived in a flat at 29 Lennox Gardens in Belgravia just off Knightsbridge, London SW1.[2] On 10 November 1965 she gave birth to their son, Nicholas.[2] She then: "...left her husband to live with Mick Jagger...' and told the 'New Musical Express' that: 'My first move was to get a Rolling Stone as a boyfriend. I slept with three and decided the lead singer was the best bet".[2]
In 1966 she took their son to stay with Brian Jones and Anita Pallenberg in London. During that time period, Faithfull started using marijuana and became best friends with Pallenberg. She also began a much publicized relationship with Mick Jagger that same year. The relationship with Jagger lasted throughout the early 1970s, and the couple became notorious and largely part of the hip Swinging London scene. She was found by British police while on a drug search at Keith Richards' house in Redlands, while wearing only a fur rug. In an interview 27 years later with A. M. Homes for Details, Faithfull discussed her wilder days and admitted that the drug bust-fur rug incident had ravaged her personal life: "It destroyed me. To be a male drug addict and to act like that is always enhancing and glamorizing. A woman in that situation becomes a slut and a bad mother". In 1968 Faithfull, by now addicted to cocaine, miscarried a daughter (whom she had named Corrina) while retreating to Jagger's country house in Ireland.[7][8]
Faithfull's involvement in Jagger's life would be reflected in some of the Rolling Stones' best-known songs. "Sympathy for the Devil", featured on the album Beggars Banquet (1968), was in part inspired by The Master and Margarita, by Mikhail Bulgakov, a book which Faithfull introduced him to. The song "You Can't Always Get What You Want" on the Let It Bleed album (1969) was written about Faithfull; the songs "Wild Horses" and "I Got the Blues" on the 1971 album Sticky Fingers were also influenced by Faithfull, and she herself wrote "Sister Morphine". (The writing credit for the song was the subject of a protracted legal battle; the resolution of the case has Faithfull listed as co-author of the song.) In her autobiography, Faithfull said Mick Jagger and Keith Richards released it in their own names so that her agent did not collect all the royalties and proceeds from the song, especially as she was homeless and battling with heroin addiction at the time. Faithfull appeared on the Rolling Stones' Rock and Roll Circus TV show, giving a solo performance of "Something Better".[7]"
Dreaming my dreams...
I Love this beautiful woman!
Personal note. "She is one of the very few that truly earned her career"
I grew up in and around the professional (not Professional, but just professional) Country & Western scene. Both my mother and aunt were Professional Country & Western back-up singers.
My aunt even had an agent "Vince Lombardi", he was a lawyer involved with the gang era in Boston.
How do I know this? I was sentenced to five years in prison in Mass for class-a felony drug involvement. My mother called a wild-card and he came to see me. Six months down in M.C.I. Concord he told me "Look, I play golf with the judge. For $5,000 I can get you out in a couple weeks because I play him this weekend". I replied "Sure", he got me out.
I never paid him a dime. I hated him and that law. My mother came to me and asked why I would screw her long time friend. I couldn't tell her, but still I never paid him because of what he was.
My aunt was Patricia (Shevory) Livsley. In 1972 or 1973 she invited my cousin Fran to stay over Easter Eve. Fran was 10 or 11 then (she didn't even have her own daughter Loretta there that night).
She put her turkey in the oven and then lights out!
She brought her niece there so she could kill herself, I guess she needed an audience.
We started getting calls Easter morning about 9:00 in the morning for my aunts best party ever.
Everyone felt sorrow except me.
I felt like she had just opened a new book for me read, I kinda just read the book and didn't give a shit.
Why?
Pat was the first singer in my family, my mother was the second. They were both involved with all the greatest names in the business. Both were offered professional singing contracts. My mother refused and my aunt de-fused. I think my mother quit with the death of her sister.
But...
Before she quit I got to see those assholes up close!
I met Tanya Tucker when she was just thirteen. I was eleven and I was so awed by her I was scared to speak. Glen Cambell was there too (I think this was June or july 1972 at The Indian Ranch). My mother just finished two sets on stage backing up two bands and now it was customary lunch break. Another backup singer announced at the table with about six bands & family members. "See y'all, I'm goin go fiddle tha fiddler.", I being a stupid kid asked my Ma what she meant. Mom answered "She means it's time for you kids to go darlin", so Tanya Tucker and I got a free paddle boat for two hours while vans went'a rockin.
Not so bad, huh?
A few years later I went to her show in Reno, Nevada and she was in an affair with Glen Cambell. He was freakin old when I met him and she was young too, way too damn young for him!
I left the show not a third way through.
Not enough? Nope it aint because that was only one example but I'll tell you this... "Those guys dont purty emselves up and buy fake hats fer nothin, they don't fake accents and pretend to be cute for free either.
They are friggin PIGS and it IS all an act because not one in twenty can do anything musically without stealin it from someone or paying someone to write it for em.
BTW, I made this post for my family. Not for you. They think I hate Cow-Crap music because my mother sang it. I don't but those morons don't even know that when my mother sang for herself (not for money) it was The Blues she sang. I'd like to pretend she refused the offer for a professional contract deal out of concern for being a good mother. I know she didn't. I wonder though if she didn't hate those assholes as much as I do tho...
Catholics???
Ask my grandmother why I hate them because it IS most of the reason her Lovely Daughter killed herself on Easters Eve with her granddaughter in the house to make it into a show.
This is Steve Winwood. He aint special because he's never kicked his dawg, wrecked his pickup, tried to be a man actin like a pussay but he can play the guitar.
Watch the vid, notice that even the speed of the camera shutters cannot keep up with him. It was shot (I'll bet) with 400 speed film, F-8, those are still fast settings. I'm a photographer so I know a little about it.
Enjoy the vid, it aint cow-puck, it's blues an rock mix...
I call this "Instant Soup" because it is fresh soup in under ten minutes for two (twenty minutes for four)
Ingredients:
About 1/4th pound fresh chicken meat. I use one thigh (skinless and fat removed, also bone removed) and I use some white breast meat
2 medium to large carrots
2 stalks of celery
1 medium onion
1 teaspoon olive oil or salted butter
About 6 ounces of Angel hair rice pasta (I use Chinese version made by WAI)
About 1/2 teaspoon salt
Couple dashes pepper (white pepper is better)
18 to 24 ounces of fresh water
Fresh celery and tomato optional (see bottom of post)
Method:
I peel and cube carrots and dice into 1/3rd inch cubes, dice celery in the same way. Dice onions but set aside.
I set about 16 ounces of water, with the salt added to a hard boil and blanch the carrots and celery for 2 minutes and 15 seconds and remove from water to a bowl. I do not cook them all at once so it will have to be done in a couple batches. Add only what you can add without reducing the hard boil, then stop. The hard boil is important to keep them from getting soggy and losing all their flavor in the water.
Next I boil the onions, only until they turn a crisp white color. I remove them and add them to the carrots & celery.
Remove all of the skin and fat from the chicken, remove the bones and dice the chicken same as carrots in size (small size makes them suspend better in the broth later)
In a heavy skillet heat the oil or butter until almost smoking then quickly add the chicken, add little more salt and add pepper. Quickly stir-fry it on very high heat, do this to the point that there will be quite a bit of burning on the pan but do not over-cook the meat.
Take the water from the carrots, celery and onions and add some to it, use your spatula to scrape the burning chicken elements from the bottom of the skillet (this will be your soups broth), add the rest of the water from the pan and vegetables back into the skillet and bring back to a hard boil for a minute or so.
Break up the angel hair pasta and add it to the soup then add the remaining 8 or so ounces of water and cook two minutes more and yer done...
Another variation of this is in the last minute of cooking I add cubed fresh tomatoes and broccoli heads trimmed nicely. This only works if you don't over cook the tomatoes unless you want to start choking on tomato skins, which are hard to swallow.
I am Celiac, so is my daughter. This recipe is gluten free.
I think you'll like it if you try it
PS: I know I double space way too much and I know it sux, but my readin aint so good these days so I so it for myself so I can see the paragraph alone. If not I'd get lost & give up. I even copy and paste good stuff from sites into notepad because it's only way I can read it...
This looks like good readin stuff. I snagged it from a blog that calls itself Vonnegut's A******, Here is a link to this page. Here is a link to his blog
Reading a bunch of love letters to your late grandfather, particularly when your grandmother wasn't the one writing them, can bring up all sorts of troubling and soul-searching questions. Why did he hold onto these letters? Did this woman love him as much as she claimed, and did he love her right back? Why didn't it work out between them? If circumstances had been different, would they have ended up together? Should they have ended up together? And was your grandfather really as much of a kinky bitch as the letters made him out to be?
I am posting this because I think the website is awesome, here is link again [Link]
Here is "About Drawn"...
About Drawn!
Drawn! is a multi-author blog devoted to illustration, art, cartooning and drawing. Its purpose is to inspire creativity by sharing links and resources.
Albert Einstein said, “The secret to creativity is knowing how to hide your sources,” but what the hell did he know anyway?
The links and posts on Drawn! are written by a small group of professional illustrators, designers, and cartoonists. Learn more…
“…even if you’re not an aspiring Picasso or Pekar, you’ll enjoy the illustrations, cartoons, animated video podcasts and other works highlighted here.” TIME.com’s 50 Coolest Websites of 2006
“Drawn! is a spirited take on the world of the professional illustrator… they call it goofing off, but you can call it research.” Communication Arts, Illustration Annual 2007
Sorry I bitched at almost a million and a half free-lunch beggers. I know I was way outta line and I had no right to ask any of you to lift a lazy fat-assed finger and contribute.
I will however "in the future" try to be more unnerstandin of yer needs for selfish compromise. In the future I will only .... "screw this! I tried and I just cant do it!"
If yer a selfish piece of crap then you know it and I do too. I'm sorry but I can't excuse you.
Sorry but I failed "kiss-Ass 1101 in junior high school"
I got one million - four hunert, twenty-six thousand, two hunnert an thirty-nine page hits in ten days? And not one comment out of 1,426,239 visitors. I know yer a bunch of lazy one-way selfish bastards and tarts but.... Why not leave a comment for me?
Everything I posted was a comment for you. Did you notice that?
By July this blog will be 5,000 pages with more than 5,000,000 visitors a month. Guess what I do then?
I fukkin delete everything and leave this thing dead on its track unless I see comments.
By the way I track everyone coming to this blog, when I decide to...
Post replies and in 1,426,239 I think I deserve at least one recommendation for a stinkin post that I did not by my own effort find!
I will kill this blog so use it if you want but I think you should contribute also.
Mother Earth News (My favorite magazine) [Link] had it's servers down for a couple of months. Not all of them I assume, but the ones relating to the email newsletters were down.
Last week they sent me an apology letter and promised to resume the newsletter "yay" and today I just got my first one in several months.
Here is a link to the Doghouse design followed by a very brief illustration and description from their page on the plan. Here is the link [Link], use the link for access to the full set of plans. I think it's split into a 4 page post.
Building a Doghouse Step by Step
Take time to build the perfect pad for your pet.
May/June 2007
Kevin Ireland
"After our faithful golden retriever, Chance, died at the grand old age of 15, I knew I’d need to do two things. First, head back to his breeder: Anybody who could produce a sweet-tempered dog that lived that long deserved repeat business. Second, build a doghouse to replace the one I’d made for Chance when he was a puppy. The old house had held up well, but it was beginning to show its age. Besides, every new dog deserves new digs."
This is a copy of an email I sent to a friend that was a copy of an email I sent to my niece. LOL, way too complicated for me to explain so, read it if you want, don't if you don't want.
This is a copy of an email I sent to my niece [name removed]. It explains to the best of my ability what the forwarding email scams are and why they generate them and try so hard to get everyone to send them to "everyone on your email list"
Please don't be offended because these are the real facts. This one was to an email stating that The American Cancer Society would pay three cents into the hospitals billing account for an 8 or 9 year old child who is dieing from cancer for every person that that email was forwarded to. I know it's hard to believe but people do use sick people for financial gain in any way that they can think as possible. Truth is "They are ALL scams, they ALL steal your account information and they steal all of your friends information too". LOL, it makes me glad I have nothing to steal, so from me they get NUTHIN!
[name removed] that was beautiful but I myself cannot forward it because 999 out of 1,000 of these are "bot mails" meaning Robot mails. The forwarded to addresses don't go anywhere but to an emailer reader program that then collects all of the names off of each mail forwarded and stores them in a data file. From there the data file generates lists of email addresses that are sold in bulk to various people, persons or companies for their own "unspecified" uses. Many if not most are used for spam lists that are again fed into another email bot which has lists of customers paying them to load up their spam messages and THEY are the ones that get paid 3 cents per email.
The stories are written carefully and beautifully to make you feel obligated to participate with them, they also always carry a thread of guilt within to deter you from avoiding the task of adding ALL of your contacts to the list. They know that guilt is an unpleasant feeling and people try to avoid it at all costs.
I think that this is the third time in three years that I have attempted to explain this to you and it seems that you do not want to believe me so don't believe me. Ask someone else. Get on Yahoo and look up email spam, scams and tricks. Read what I have read to learn this for yourself because every time someone sends you one of these emails forwarded and with the header still attached your email address is being sold too.
One more point: The "other people" that buy them are those nice folks that send you malicious ware, spyware and web tracking components. Those are what ruin most computers right now rendering them unable to use the internet effectively and send out thousands of emails through backdoor ports on your computer and slow your speed down to close to nothing while they are sending from your computer.
above: entitled 'tree cozy', this incredible crocheted outfit was made by carol hummel, took 500 hours from start to finish, and stood for 3 years outside cleveland heights city hall until just recently.
above: top - a knitted/crocheted tree in logan square, chicago. part of the graknitti project. bottom left - knit knot tree in yellow springs, ohio. made by the jafagirls. bottom right - a colourful tree in delhi, india. artist unknown.
I just made four posts to get my sons pictures off of my front page. Not that I mind seeing him because I wish I could. Just that it hurts too much to see him too much.
I studied photography for many years, spent thousands of dollars on it only to realize something. What I came to understand from it was all the pictures you will ever see are still there right in your head.
A picture of a tragedy or a dead person or someone you loved deeply is not needed. Respect itself for what was in your life has provided you with all the images you will ever need, most times more than you will ever want.
I'm not one to look at ghosts when I live with those ghosts in my head. I really don't want to see pictures of my dead son when I already see too many in memories that I can never avoid.
I posted his pictures after months of avoiding it. I posted them for others who barely really ever got to see him, not for me.
I see him almost every hour of the day several times. That I am sure will never go away because I still see my living children as much and as often. Just I don't lament for them.
Again, just like you did before. Right click on links and select "Open in new window" or "Open in new tab" or lose yer place on this page. Most vids should load up full screen.
Again, like always. Right click on links and select "Open in new window" or "Open in new tab" or lose yer place on this page. Most vids should load up full screen. Make a Paper Rose (pretty good version)
Name: Buzet I am looking for someone who can hold my attention, keep up with me, and who knows how to dress a wound. I am attracted to a girl with a job and a car. preferably a Camarro. I like to meet big american girl. Location: Romania
Name: Daryl My name is Daryl. I am 17, but will be turning 18 in September. I figure by the time we get to know each other I will be legal tender and we can marry. My parents are kicking me out after December and I'd like to meet a woman with a lot of money so we can have fun. I like women between 18-45, but would consider older if we do not have to touch a lot. Location: Wooster Falls, ILL, U.S.A.
Name: Philip I'm lonely, how about you? I live in a crappy place and I'm hoping to go somewhere warm and sunny. If you have money and you aren't in Canada please email me. Location: Wisconsin, USA
Name: Fernando (Translated from Spanish) Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope... Location: El Salvador
Name: Steven I'm definitely a classic romantic. I like a candlelight dinner, some quiet background music, and a couple hits of ether. I prefer a woman that has insurance and a car would be great as I need to make the occassional trip to Mexico to pick up "souvenirs". Location: New Mexico, U.S.A.
Name: Bertram Clyde seeks Bonnie to be partners in crime... I am a trouble maker! Techno-hedonist prone to psychobabble and taking stupid risks. Fun craving, riot inciting, thrill seeking geek girls preferred. Choir girls need not apply, because I plan on committing a few sins and misdemeanors in my time. I got booted off Match.com for cyber stalking but I'm better now. Location: Manitoba, Canada
NOTE: If this thing irritates you, like it does me (the way it auto-starts), just fast forward it to the end on the vid tools bar. I might pull this vid and just link to it later anyway.
Smith were discovered by 1960s rocker Del Shannon in a nightclub in Los Angeles.[2] McCormick had started her career singing songs by Tina Turner, Etta James and others of that ilk. Shannon arranged "Baby It's You" for the group and got them signed to the ABC-Dunhill Recordslabel. Smith released an album titled, A Group Called Smith, which spent 11 weeks in the Top 40album listings of the since-called Billboard 200record chart. On the album, vocals were split amongst Rich Cliburn, Jerry Carter and McCormick. Smith recorded a second album titled Minus-Plus with lesser success. Smith's version of "The Weight" was included on the epochal Easy Rider soundtrack because The Band's version, which appeared in the movie, was not available for contractual reasons. Most of their material consisted of covers of popular rock and R&B tunes, and they broke up after a couple of albums, although their singles "What Am I Gonna Do" (co-written by Carole King) and "Take a Look Around" made the middle of the charts.[1]
McCormick went on to record three solo albums, Gayle McCormick, Flesh And Blood and One More Hour after the group disbanded. "It's A Cryin' Shame" was a minor hit for her from the first of these, reaching #44 on the charts in 1971."
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I don't care if they were a one hit wonder, I think it's a beautiful song an it took me two damn hours to find it. I guess lookin for "Beautiful blonde singer 1968" wasn't a good idea. Huh?
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I had a content warning at my front page, but received way too many complaints that it made it too hard to access posts. Turns out if you were to try to get to any post most computers would first take you to the front page warning, then to the front page then finally after 5 or 6 minutes to the post you wanted.
There is no porn on here, couple swears, but that's on Disney Channel now anyway , so this should be warning enough for you
Thanx,,, Funk
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