RiCK SAUNDERS JUST WON'T SHUT UP.

Jodi Ann Bickley - Bob Marley and Me

2012-01-21T00:32:00.003-05:00

JiM WHiTE - Stranger Candy

2012-01-02T17:04:00.000-05:00

Jim White - Stranger Candy

PSL | Myspace Video

THROW RAG

2011-12-16T23:14:00.001-05:00

I swear i've lead a sheltered life. How could I not know about Throw Rag? It ain't right, I tells ya! I'd pay good hard 'merican cash money to see these gentlemen play the rock n' roll funtime music live. Dreams are free. Come southeast, olde men. I shall bow down before ye.

FiRE EYES - Cherry Black

2011-12-13T16:32:00.002-05:00

@Facebook // SoundCloud

One of my favorite releases of the year is a wicked 7"
from Brighton UK duo Fire Eyes. Helmed by Paul Pascoe (Mudlow) and Sallie Megee (Cottonmouth Rocks) Fire Eyes is equal parts Creepy, dirty, mysterious and sexy. Just how I like it, baby. It's the candy apple sound of diamonds and furs rolled in mud and perfume. This is a limited edition 7" so embrace it quick. An album by Fire Eyes will be available in the spring of 2012.

DiG:
RAOV10 by Fire Eyes
HEADLIGHT DANCE by Fire Eyes

EL GUINCHO - Bombay - (totally awesome and NSFW)

2011-12-06T13:13:00.000-05:00

EL GUINCHO | Bombay from MGdM | Marc Gómez del Moral on Vimeo.

ALL iS LONELINESS.

2011-12-05T13:15:00.000-05:00

I think I might Be In Love With Recoil.

2011-12-02T23:22:00.000-05:00

Tons of thanks to Matt Mudlow for the happenstance!

I'll admit it.

I never got Depeche Mode. Total respect but just I never heard a thing that did it for me. I'm glad that you did.

Alan Wilder was once in Depeche Mode. The sound of his outfit Recoil is exactly what I found lacking in DM. I'll will cop to not hearing a lot of his previous thing...however if it's a contest Recoil dusts 'em. They are so very wicked.

Wilder throws his thing down with the chocolatey buzz paranoia of Tricky, the genre crushing, reality-bending fabulousness of Massive Attack, the sonic expressiveness of Pink Floyd, SEX, and sex with the smart and darkly synthesized pop sense and skill of Depeche Mode.

I utterly adour this.

ps- you might want to play these videos when your home alone.

Patterson Hood w/ Jay Gonzalez

2011-11-28T11:16:00.000-05:00

Go HERE for more information about Oxford, Mississippi's Music In The Hall

mp3

mp3

A Thanksgiving Poem by William Burroughs

2011-11-23T10:23:00.000-05:00

Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons, destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts.
Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison.
Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger.
Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot.
Thanks for bounties on wolves and coyotes.
Thanks for the American dream,
To vulgarize and to falsify until the bare lies shine through.
Thanks for the KKK.
For nigger-killin’ lawmen, feelin’ their notches.
For decent church-goin’ women, with their mean, pinched, bitter, evil faces.
Thanks for “Kill a Queer for Christ” stickers.
Thanks for laboratory AIDS.
Thanks for Prohibition and the war against drugs.
Thanks for a country where nobody’s allowed to mind the own business.
Thanks for a nation of finks.
Yes, thanks for all the memories—all right let’s see your arms!
You always were a headache and you always were a bore.
Thanks for the last and greatest betrayal of the last and greatest of human dreams.

William Burroughs' Thanksgiving Prayer from J. Sprig on Vimeo.

PEDRiTO DiABLO y LOS CADAVERAS!

2011-11-22T11:52:00.000-05:00

Via one of my mostest favoritist blogs Nosotros Somos Los Muertos 

On account of I do not habla el lingo so I have no idea what's what.
That makes it audio adventure y surprize time, baby!

PiNK fLOYD - Shine On You Crazy Diamond -Wembley 1974

2011-11-21T14:12:00.001-05:00

A Word Of Advice from William Saroyan

2011-11-20T17:09:00.000-05:00

The time of your life By William Saroyan

"In the time of your life, live so that in that good time there shall be no ugliness or death for yourself or for any life that your life touches. Seek goodness everywhere and when it is found, bring it out of the hiding place and let it be free and unashamed. Place in matter and in flesh the least of the values, for these are the things that hold death and must pass away. Discover in all things that which shines and is beyond corruption.

Encourage virtue and whatever heart it may have driven into secrecy and sorrow by the shame and terror of this world. Ignore the obvious, for it is unworthy of the clear eye and the kindly heart. Be the inferior to no man, nor of any man be the superior. Remember that every man is a variation of yourself, no man's guilt is yours, nor is any man's innocence a thing apart. Despise evil and ungodliness, but not men of ungodliness or evil, these understand.

Have no shame in being kindly and gentle, but if the time comes in the time of your life to kill, kill and have no regret. In the time of your life, live so that, in that wonderous time you shall not add to the misery and sorrow of the world, but shall smile to the infinite delight and mystery of it."

Play That, Teo - A Documentary on Teo Macero

2011-11-16T08:04:00.001-05:00

I Shall Follow The Tao Of Heavy D.

2011-11-15T08:42:00.001-05:00

In this life, I strive for improvement
Be your own guide, follow your own movement

Don't clock anybody, let them all clock you
Don't be down with anybody, let them all be down with you
Stay self-managed, self-kept, self-taught
Be your own man, don't be borrowed, don't be bought
Started with a pow and I'm going to end it with a bang
We've got our own thang

The TREMOLO BEER GUT!

2011-10-26T10:01:00.000-04:00

@ MySpace // The Interwebs

SURF ROCK FROM HELL-
SiNKi (or someplace like that).

KiLL iT KiD

2011-10-16T00:24:00.003-04:00

@ Facebook //

Wow. Just fucking wow.

Kill It Kid is my new favorite band in the whole world.

My pal Matt, the drummer for Mudlow (one of my fave bands in the world) just turned me on to them. They hail from across the water in the city of Bath.

Now would be the time to equate Kill It Kid to water, but as apt as it is, I won't. But I will say that Kill It Kid combines everything I dig in a band.

First and foremost:

They are epic ( I <3 epic!) but with a tremendous sense mystery, melody, hard blues roots appeal, digital atmospheric sensibility, style and vibe plus grooves that are sexy as all hell.

Kill It Kid may have listened to Aerosmith, Van Halen, Floyd, and Zeppelin, PJ, and Dead Weather, but also a lot of folk music, roots music, gospel, r & b, blues of all stripe, i'm also hearing 16Horsepower, Echo, hell showtunes even. Their music is the same vibe I look for in a mashup. The sum of it's parts is transcendental.

First recorded in '08 by PJ Harvey's John Parrish, for their new album Feet Fall Heavy they get balled out and dolled up by a dude who had produced Foo Fighters and The Gossip.

In fact, those two bands are the perfect doppelganger for Kill It Kid.
Heavy and melodic with a deep sense of history and future.

Kill It Kid are a powerful band that deserves your attention.
And your money.
Give it to them.

And The Acoustic version:

MORE:

WHERE I BEEN COME FROM

2011-10-14T16:03:00.000-04:00

A video I made a while back with photos I took from around places I've lived. Music by Ray Wiley Hubbard:

WOVEN HAND & ULTiMA VEZ - PUUR

2011-10-05T10:30:00.000-04:00

MiLES DAViS - Amnesty International Concert - June 15th 1986

2011-10-04T09:51:00.000-04:00

the incomperable WOVEN HAND Live at Musiques en Stock Festival 2010

2011-10-01T21:54:00.000-04:00

ECHO and The BUNNYMEN - Live at Royal Albert Hall - 1983 - Full Show

2011-09-30T12:34:00.000-04:00

ViA

FCK THE BTCH, evidently.

2011-09-30T12:31:00.000-04:00

So I was looking for another song that happened to sport the F word and found this:

Which led me to this and beyond. Oh, Intertubes. The things you do.

Kneel before the sad beauty of GLASVEGAS

2011-09-30T12:13:00.000-04:00

@ iNTERWEBS // FACEBOOK // TWiTTER

OMAR SOULEYMAN @ Glasto

2011-07-18T22:33:00.002-04:00

THE BLACK RYDER

2011-06-28T00:39:00.000-04:00

@ Facebook // MySpace //Amazon mp3 // iTunes

WAS NOT WAS - Somewhere In America There's A Street Named After My Dad

2011-06-14T09:13:00.000-04:00

Was Not Was has never been given the respect they deserve. Sure, Walk The Dinosaur was a minor hit, sure their songs are goofy, but they are delivered with such utter badassness that you forget the weirdness and just dig the skill. Here's one of my faves (and Thanks To Bill Yule for turning me on to them when we were but knee-hi to a grasshopper):

MEXiCAN DUBWiSER - Trouble In My Soul

2011-06-05T23:48:00.002-04:00

DRUNKEN ANGEL VS DRUNKEN ANGEL: Lucinda Williams VS Akira kurosawa

2011-06-04T17:39:00.000-04:00

Lucinda Williams song VS Kurosawa's film of the same name.

ESMA REDZEPOVA

2011-05-15T23:46:00.001-04:00

I discovered Esma Redzepova by watching the documentary film Gypsy Caravan.

if you love exceptional and/or uncommon music this movie is essential viewing .

Here's an unfortunately modern take on the same song:

To Cleanse the pallet:

LOGGiNS - Celebrate Me Home - Studio & Live Versions (Suck it haters.)

2011-05-11T22:52:00.000-04:00

I can't begin to tell you why this song has been on file in my head since I first heard it

in Rich Myklebust's Mom's car. They gave me a ride home from wrestling practice.

It's just one of those songs. Hell, I even added it to my funeral mix tape.

Both the studio & live versions.

Sorry haters. There is no shame in my game.

All hail Loggins, man.

ALAiN BASHUNG - Ode à la Vie & J'ecome

2011-05-11T15:12:00.000-04:00

PJ HARVEY - Let England Shake : A Series of 12 Promotional Videos

2011-05-10T01:16:00.000-04:00

All videos shot by photographer Seamus Murphy on a road trip across England.

DickDickDickDickDickDick

2011-05-06T09:37:00.002-04:00

ViA

Taraf de Haidouks & Kocani Orkestar

2011-05-05T13:36:00.000-04:00

MERCAN DEDE - 800

2011-05-05T13:25:00.000-04:00

"Celebrating the 800th birthday of Meylana Jalaleddin-I Rumi, Mercan Dede releases his new album, 800, with themes of Religious Tolerance and Peace. The essence of Sufism, Rumi taught, is counterpoint, everything exists with its opposite. Such a notion is superbly reflected in Dede's latest album that sees Persian, Indian, Turkish and Western music come together to form an impressive sound. The contrast between electronica and classical or folkloric arts cuts to the core of the Sufi philosophy that guides this one-of-a-kind artist. 800 proves to be a captivating and natural step in Dede's long an innovative career.

Mercan Dede is selected as "Best Album of the Year" and "Best World Music Artist" with his album 800 by the votes of Radio Bogazici's listeners and Bogazici University students. He will be receiving his awards with a ceremony on 14th of May. The award ceremony of "5th Radio Bogazici Music Awards" will take place at Bogazici University BUMED upper garden with its fascinating atmosphere.

In the 13th century, the Islamic Sufi poet and mystic Mevlana Jelaleddin Rumi became famous for whirling in the streets with religious joy - a practice that led to the founding of the Whirling Dervishes by his followers. Eight hundred years on from Rumi's birth comes this celebration album from the best-known Turkish exponent of electronica and "spiritual clubbing". Now based in Montreal, Dede has assembled a global cast for his project, with leading Turkish musicians playing anything from trumpet and trombones to the zither-like kanun and the kemence (fiddle), matched against a Swiss bass player and the Indian tabla exponent Shankar Das. Dede wrote the music, which is partly influenced by songs from Istanbul and the Sufi tradition, and adds the ney flute, percussion and, of course, the electronic sounds. The result is a confident and sophisticated set, in which Dede's beats are never allowed to dominate the impressive instrumental work by his musicians, and even the appearances by Turkey's best-known rapper, Ceza, never disturb the swirling mood music."

I Too Once Rocked: HOST

2011-04-22T14:38:00.002-04:00

Back in the olden days of the late nineties, I lived in Seattle and played drums in a band with my friends Jim Friesz (guitar) and Vic Hudak (bass).

No offense to other bands I've played in but this was bar far the most artistically satisfying group I've ever been in.
The music was heavy, stoney, and perfect for rowing slave ships or for fucking.

We recorded two EPs: A Lower Form Of Animal and Your New Best Friends before we met our sad demise.

15 years later we are now my kids favorite band.

A LOWER FORM OF ANiMAL
Cream Of The Crop mp3
I've Fallen mp3
Sexpot mp3
Modicum mp3

YOUR NEW BEST FRiENDS
Hit The Pipe mp3
Slumming mp3
Lick And A Prayer mp3

UNRELEASED or UNFiNiSHED TRACKS
Even Up - Unreleased mp3
Dissolution - Unfinished/Unreleased mp3
Weight Of The World - Unfinished track mp3
Colony - Unfinished track mp3
Everlovin' - Unfinished track mp3

NiCK DRAKE - Things Behind The Sun

2011-04-20T10:03:00.000-04:00

My pal HJ sent me this.

Can you go wrong with Nick Drake?

No, No you cannot.

Please beware of them that stare
They'll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you've seen what they have been
To win the earth just won't seem worth
Your night or your day
Who'll hear what I say.
Look around you find the ground
Is not so far from where you are
Don´t too wise
For down below they never grow
They're always tired and charms are hired
From out of their eyes
Never surprise.

Take your time and you'll be fine
And say a prayer for people there
Who live on the floor
And if you see what's meant to be
Don't name the day or try to say
It happened before.

Don't be shy you learn to fly
And see the sun when day is done
If only you see
Just what you are beneath a star
That came to stay one rainy day
In autumn for free
Yes, be what you'll be.
Please beware of them that stare
They'll only smile to see you while
Your time away
And once you've seen what they have been
To win the earth just won't seem worth
Your night or your day
Who'll hear what I say.

Open up the broken cup
Let goodly sin and sunshine in
Yes that's today.
And open wide the hymns you hide
You find reknown while people frown
At things that you say
But say what you'll say
About the farmers and the fun
And the things behind the sun
And the people round your head
Who say everything's been said
And the movement in your brain
Sends you out into the rain.

AGNES OBEL

2011-04-14T11:02:00.000-04:00

I came across this album the other day and for some reason decided to give it a listen. I've probably heard it 20 times since then. It's not something that would normally turn my head, as i'm not much for girlish voices w/piano, but this is lovely with a nice sheen of melancholy and a touch of menace. It's gone double platinum worldwide but it appears she's all but unknown here. Her cover of John Cale's I Keep A Close Watch is just wonderful. Listen:

Agnes Obel @ Facebook // MySpace // Wiki // Amazon CD - DL // iTunes

Orchestral Maneuvers In The Dark

2011-03-23T12:26:00.001-04:00

I've been listening to lots of OMD lately. Back in the olden days I didn't know anyone else who liked them. Not long fter I found my biological siblings I was hanging at my brother Keary's house and his iTunes started playing OMD. I was floored. I knew for sure, then, that we were related. Last time he came to visit he downloaded the new OMD and we listened to it on a short road trip. They still sound terrific. Here's OMD @ SXSW:

OMD. SXSW. MARCH 19,2011 from Django's Ghost on Vimeo.

from the new OMD album History Of Modern

PHAROAHE MONCH ~ Clap (one day):: A long form music video

2011-03-14T00:01:00.000-04:00

CHiCAGO ~ I'm A Man (two versions)

2011-03-12T16:45:00.000-05:00

Terry Kath was a brilliant and underrated guitarist and I think his death was all but the end of the band. I know I was never interested in what they did after he passed. They became an interesting pop group but certainly did not push the envelope like they did when Kath was alive. Here's two versions of I'm A Man: The take you've probably seen and an alternate, looser version. Both kill. Play LOUD.

THE DECLiNE OF WESTERN CiViLiZATiON

2011-03-12T16:15:00.000-05:00

BUY iT! DVD
While yr at it snag Heavy Metal Parking Lot DVD

DWC from Zoltan on Vimeo.

BUKOWSKi & BiGGiE

2011-03-09T23:30:00.000-05:00

On the anniversary of their passing I made this:


YouTube Doubler

SONGS OF THE FREE

2011-03-08T20:25:00.000-05:00

I can think of no better songs for our times.

my favorite song of the week

2011-02-17T22:16:00.001-05:00

Go Home Productions sweet Oasis VS Carpenters mashup. download HERE

WiLLY DeViLLE

2011-02-06T18:33:00.000-05:00

OMAR SOULEYMAN ~ Atabat

2011-02-02T13:28:00.001-05:00

Mr. Omar Souleyman has been rocking Northern Syria since 1994 with his techno-folk-pop-street party music. Over 500 recordings have been released under his name in Syria. Seattle's Sublime Frequencies label has issued three compilations.

Atabat mp3

Atabat (2) mp3

I GOT CLASS I AiNT NEVER USED YET!

2011-01-28T20:05:00.000-05:00

ZABRiSKi POiNT EXPLOSiON w/Muisc via Pink Floyd

2011-01-28T17:59:00.000-05:00

THX Stacy & Sean!
and while we're on the subject of Floyd, check this Pink Floyd/Judie Tzukie mashup:

GRANNY O' GRiMM'S SLEEPING BEAUTY

2011-01-28T11:04:00.000-05:00

ViA

It's a new unofficial Chris Cotton video with a new song off his great new album and it's new and Chris Cotton is in this video.

2011-01-27T10:22:00.002-05:00

You really should get Cotton's new album. Unless you are a dork. But even if you are a dork you should get it anyway on account of it has healing powers that will wash away your dorkishness no matter how heavily slathered. It's one of my favouritest albums of the year and you can pay what you want OR you can spend a little dough on the gorgeous heavyweight creamy green vinyl version. Either way you'll be super happy you own it. Get it HERE.

JASON iSBELL ~ Cigarettes and Wine

2011-01-25T16:09:00.000-05:00

RED FANG ~ Prehistoric Dog

2011-01-21T14:11:00.001-05:00

THX DEViN MiLLER!

Echo and The Bunnymen - Over The Wall

2011-01-15T02:45:00.000-05:00

One of THEE most important bands to my musical development.

This song still stands erect.

The album is still every bit as epic and organic.

Echo works the tension and that,

kids, is one of the great secrets to music.
The weighting and the unweighting.

Who's with me?

THE GREAT DiCTATOR

2011-01-13T11:00:00.003-05:00

Beautiful and so appropriate:
via one of the best dudes I know:
Ryan Adams @ Anchor School of Ministry.

EVERYTHiNG iS OK

2011-01-10T11:25:00.002-05:00

THIS is how it's done, people.

2011-01-09T02:13:00.002-05:00

Roland Kirk comes to mind. Not to say they sound anything like Kirk. I think in the liner notes on the back of the town hall album w/Mingus, Kirk and another player were talking about their solos, and as I recall, Kirk basically told the other soloist that his own solo was stellar because he was "listenin' his ass". That's what Gorillaz do on this song.

You can almost hear them listenin'.

That's how it's done. Proper.

Thank You Vic!

Reverend Cleophus Robinson

2011-01-02T00:29:00.000-05:00

I have a live album of Brother Robinson's called

I was in in prison and you visited me not.

Recorded in a prison somewhere.

If you can find it, get it.

This reminds me I need to go dig it out:

Is this the best white face, deep gospel, interpretive dancing Mime troup you've ever seen or what?

2011-01-01T23:48:00.013-05:00

Is this the best white face, deep gospel, interpretive dancing
mime troupe you've ever seen or what?
Epic sound and performance.

Mr. Earl Pugh slays with the original:

and while we're at it:

16HORSEPOWER : Brimstone Rock

2011-01-01T23:37:00.003-05:00

16 HP or Sixteen Horsepower.

The Greatest Super epic Christian hillbilly french

romanian albanian, metal Alabamian bands of all time,
(or something like that) who is

noted for it's use of banjo, hurdy gurdy,
(and other interesting instrumentation)

that as ever come from Denver.

This is one of those songs that, for me,

would do for my one desert island song.
Serious.

You should just buy it.
They totally deserve your money:

And pardon my rant but...

They so kick the ass, in depth and breadth of sound,

of any of teh backwoods/wards, anti-christian anti-Jesus
inside joke rocking bands that play olde timey music

that it's not even funny. Bless their hearts for trying.

I just see that kind of stuff as a cheap, easy, and worse,

a lazy shot. Jesus been tangled up with satin for eternity.

Buy this song. It's called American Wheeze.

Seriously dude. It's .99 from amazon. Same at itunes.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays

2010-12-24T21:53:00.002-05:00

Lisa, Gary, Suzi, & Ricky Saunders

A Brother Like That.

Paul received an automobile from his brother as a Christmas present. On Christmas Eve

When Paul came out of his office, a young boy was walking around the shiny car admiring it.

“Is this your car, mister?” he asked.

Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.”

The boy was astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you and it didn’t cost you nothing? Boy…I wish…” He hesitated. Of course Paul knew what the boy ws going to wish for. He was going to wish he had a brother like Paul’s brother, but what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.

“I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.”

Paul looked at the boy in astonishment then impulsively he added, “would you like to take a ride in my automobile?”

“Oh yes, I’d love that,” said the boy.

After a short ride, the boy turned and with his eyes aglow said, “Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?” Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile, but Paul was wrong again.

“Will you stop where those two steps are?” the boy asked. He ran up the steps.

In a little while Paul heard the boy coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his crippled little brother in his arms. He sat his brother down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up against him and pointed to the car. “There she is, Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas and it didn’t cost him a cent. Someday I’m gonna give you one just like it…then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows that I’ve been trying to tell you about.”

Paul got out and lifted the lad’s brother into the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed boy climbed in beside his brother and the three of the had an unforgettable holiday ride.

......................................................

A simple act elevates all

Rudy Favard, 17, cradled Sammy Parker, 8, as he carried him upstairs. (Essdras M Suarez/Globe Staff)

By Yvonne Abraham Globe Columnist / December 23, 2010

MELROSE — Everybody was waiting for Rudy.

On Tuesday night, Patty and Rick Parker were in their cramped kitchen with their 8-year-old son Ben. Dinner was over. Bedtime was near.

Ben’s twin brother, Sammy, lay on a cot in the narrow hallway just outside the kitchen. Unable to see or speak or control his limbs, he coughed or let out a little moan every now and then. Rick and Patty took turns feeding Sammy, who has cerebral palsy, through a stomach tube. He cooed when they kissed his face or stroked his cheek, and when they cooed back, he opened his mouth into a wide, joyful O.

A few feet away was the narrow, winding stairway that is the family’s biggest burden lately.

Which is where 17-year-old Rudy’s simple, life-changing act of kindness comes in.

Until recently, Rick carried Sammy up those 14 stairs to his bedroom each night. But a few months ago, Rick had major surgery for a life-threatening heart condition, and now he can’t lift much at all, let alone a 75-pound child.

“We thought Rick was going to die, and we were terrified,’’ Patty recalled. “We knew right away he had to stop carrying Sam.’’

Patty couldn’t carry him, either. Desperate, she called her pediatrician, who put her in touch with Elizabeth Paquette, the nurse at Malden Catholic High School. Paquette said she’d take care of it. The boys at Malden Catholic are taught to embrace service: She’d find plenty of students to help.

Rudy Favard was the first kid Paquette came across after that call. At Malden Catholic on a partial scholarship from the Catholic Schools Foundation, this son of Haitian immigrants was one of Paquette’s treasures. The linebacker, cocaptain of the football team and honor roll student was always willing to lend a hand.

The nurse had barely begun telling Rudy about the Parkers before he said he’d help. Another boy would fill in for Rudy on game nights. And a third boy was on standby in case neither of the others could make it.

When Paquette brought the boys to meet the family for the first time, the Parkers cried.

“Just to see this outpouring of people,’’ Rick Parker began, his eyes welling at the memory. “To see that these people were willing to put their hands and feet to what they believed. . .’’

It is profoundly isolating to have a child as severely disabled as Sammy. It’s hard even for well-meaning friends to understand the immense strain of his all-consuming needs. Patty and Rick — who tried for 8 years to get pregnant before Ben and Sam were born — grieve for one son’s lost potential every day, even as they struggle to give the other as normal a life as possible.

“You plan for your child’s future, but it’s hard to do that for Sam,’’ Rick said. “You have this pathway he should have taken, and the pathway he did take, and you don’t want to look at either one.’’

Some volunteer because of challenges they themselves have faced. Others look out on the world and see a need they can fill. But whether providing aid to rural villages in Guatemala or bringing a smile to a sick child close to home, these local teenagers are making a difference.

And over it all hangs the certainty that Sammy’s condition will never improve — even as he gets bigger and heavier.

Into this world of love and hurt comes Rudy. Four nights a week, he leaves his homework and makes the 10-minute drive to the Parker house. Around 8 p.m., he carries Sammy upstairs, chats a bit, hugs everybody, and heads home to finish his work. After considerable effort, the Parkers convinced Rudy to take enough money to cover gas, with a little left over.

In the few months the Parkers have known him, Rudy has become not just a help with Sammy, but a salve for their pain. He and Rick talk about football. Patty quizzes him on girls. Ben usually parks himself as close to Rudy as possible, looking up at him adoringly. And most nights, Sam will tremble with excitement as Rudy picks him up.

“It’s like family,’’ said the shy senior. It goes both ways: The Parkers were on the field with Rudy’s mother the night Malden Catholic honored its senior football players.

And so Rudy had barely knocked on the door Tuesday night before Ben was at it, jumping up and down, yelling, “Rudy is here! Rudy is here!’’

He greeted the Parkers, and went over to Sammy, gently lifting the boy’s left arm and sliding his hands under his back, the way Rudy’s father, a professional caregiver, had shown him. He lifted Sammy and held him close to his chest, and as the boy made his joyful O, Rudy carefully maneuvered him around the corners on the narrow stairway.

You couldn’t help but be struck by the painful contrast between the two boys: The robust athlete cradling the pale, helpless child; the young man preparing to go out into the world carrying someone who never will.

It’s a comparison lost on nobody, least of all Rudy himself.

“Can I ask you something?’’ he said, sitting in the Parkers’ living room after Sammy was asleep. “Is it OK if this article is more about Sam than me?’’

Why?

“He’s done more for me than I’ve done for him,’’ Rudy said. “There are times when I don’t want to go to practice, and then I look at Sam. By God’s grace, I can do what I’m doing, so I should keep it up. I’ve never been one to complain a lot, but just seeing Sam reaffirms everything, you know?’’

The Parkers won’t have Rudy for long. He’s already been accepted at four colleges, and others are courting him. Where he goes depends on financial aid and football.

The Parkers hope to be out of this cramped house and into a bigger one — with no stairs — before Rudy leaves town in search of his degree.

Until then, Rudy will bound up to the modest, pale green house on Fairmount Street. He’ll carry Sammy up to his cozy room. Then, for a little while, he’ll carry the Parkers somewhere better, too.

Yvonne Abraham is a Globe columnist. She can be reached at abraham@globe.com

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The Cab Ride I'll Never Forget by Kent Nerburn

Twenty years ago, I drove a cab for a living. One time I arrived in the middle of the night for a pick up at a building that was dark except for a single light in a ground floor window.

Under these circumstances, many drivers would just honk once or twice, wait a minute, then drive away. But I had seen too many impoverished people who depended on taxis as their only means of transportation. Unless a situation smelled of danger, I always went to the door. This passenger might be someone who needs my assistance, I reasoned to myself. So I walked to the door and knocked.

"Just a minute," answered a frail, elderly voice.

I could hear something being dragged across the floor. After a long pause, the door opened. A small woman in her 80's stood before me. She was wearing a print dress and a pillbox hat with a veil pinned on it, like somebody out of a 1940s movie. By her side was a small nylon suitcase.

The apartment looked as if no one had lived in it for years. All the furniture was covered with sheets. There were no clocks on the walls, no knickknacks or utensils on the counters. In the corner was a cardboard box filled with photos and glassware.

"Would you carry my bag out to the car?" she said. I took the suitcase to the cab, then returned to assist the woman. She took my arm and we walked slowly toward the curb. She kept thanking me for my kindness.

"It's nothing," I told her. "I just try to treat my passengers the way I would want my mother treated."

"Oh, you're such a good boy," she said. When we got in the cab, she gave me an address, then asked, "Could you drive through downtown?"

"It's not the shortest way," I answered quickly.

"Oh, I don't mind," she said. "I'm in no hurry. I'm on my way to a hospice."

I looked in the rear view mirror. Her eyes were glistening.

"I don't have any family left," she continued. "The doctor says I don't have very long."

I quietly reached over and shut off the meter. "What route would you like me to take?" I asked.

For the next two hours, we drove through the city. She showed me the building where she had once worked as an elevator operator. We drove through the neighborhood where she and her husband had lived when they were newlyweds. She had me pull up in front of a furniture warehouse that had once been a ballroom where she had gone dancing as a girl.

Sometimes she'd ask me to slow in front of a particular building or corner and would sit staring into the darkness, saying nothing.

As the first hint of sun was creasing the horizon, she suddenly said, "I'm tired. Let's go now."

We drove in silence to the address she had given me.

It was a low building, like a small convalescent home, with a driveway that passed under a portico. Two orderlies came out to the cab as soon as we pulled up. They were solicitous and intent, watching her every move. They must have been expecting her. I opened the trunk and took the small suitcase to the door. The woman was already seated in a wheelchair.

"How much do I owe you?" she asked, reaching into her purse.

"Nothing," I said.

"You have to make a living," she answered.

"There are other passengers."

Almost without thinking, I bent and gave her a hug. She held onto me tightly.

"You gave an old woman a little moment of joy," she said. "Thank you."

I squeezed her hand, then walked into the dim morning light. Behind me, a door shut. It was the sound of the closing of a life.

I didn't pick up any more passengers that shift. I drove aimlessly, lost in thought. For the rest of that day, I could hardly talk. What if that woman had gotten an angry driver, or one who was impatient to end his shift? What if I had refused to take the run, or had honked once, then driven away?

On a quick review, I don't think that I have done anything more important in my life. We're conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments. But great moments often catch us unaware—beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.

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Amid the grieving, a rare act of sportsmanship

The coach never considered any other option.

It didn't matter that his DeKalb, Ill., High School basketball team had ridden a bus two and a half hours to get to Milwaukee, then waited another hour past game time to play. Didn't matter that the game was close, or that this was a chance to beat a big city team.



Johntel Franklin scored 10 points in the game following the loss of his mother.

Something else was on Dave Rohlman's mind when he asked for a volunteer to shoot two free throws awarded his team on a technical foul in the second quarter. His senior captain raised his hand, ready to go to the line as he had many times before.

Only this time it was different.

"You realize you're going to miss them, don't you?" Rohlman said.

Darius McNeal nodded his head. He understood what had to be done.

It was a Saturday night in February, and the Barbs were playing a non-conference game on the road against Milwaukee Madison. It was the third meeting between the two schools, who were developing a friendly rivalry that spanned two states.

The teams planned to get together after the game and share some pizzas and soda. But the game itself almost never took place.

Hours earlier, the mother of Milwaukee Madison senior captain Johntel Franklin died at a local hospital. Carlitha Franklin had been in remission after a five-year fight with cervical cancer, but she began to hemorrhage that morning while Johntel was taking his college ACT exam.

Her son and several of his teammates were at the hospital late that afternoon when the decision was made to turn off the life-support system. Carlitha Franklin was just 39.

"She was young and they were real close," said Milwaukee coach Aaron Womack Jr., who was at the hospital. "He was very distraught and it happened so suddenly he didn't have time to grieve."

Womack was going to cancel the game, but Franklin told him he wanted the team to play. And play they did, even though the game started late and Milwaukee Madison dressed only eight players.

Early in the second quarter, Womack saw someone out of the corner of his eye. It was Franklin, who came there directly from the hospital to root his teammates on.

The Knights had possession, so Womack called a time out. His players went over and hugged their grieving teammate. Fans came out of the stands to do the same.

"We got back to playing the game and I asked if he wanted to come and sit on the bench," Womack said during a telephone interview.

"No," Franklin replied. "I want to play."

There was just one problem. Since Franklin wasn't on the pre-game roster, putting him in meant drawing a technical foul that would give DeKalb two free throws.

Though it was a tight game, Womack was willing to give up the two points. It was more important to help his senior guard and co-captain deal with his grief by playing.

Over on the other bench, though, Rohlman wasn't so willing to take them. He told the referees to forget the technical and just let Franklin play.

"I could hear them arguing for five to seven minutes, saying, `We're not taking it, we're not taking it," Womack said. "The refs told them, no, that's the rule. You have to take them."

That's when Rohlman asked for volunteers, and McNeal's hand went up.

He went alone to the free throw line, dribbled the ball a couple of times, and looked at the rim.

His first attempt went about two feet, bouncing a couple of times as it rolled toward the end line. The second barely left his hand.

It didn't take long for the Milwaukee players to figure out what was going on.

They stood and turned toward the DeKalb bench and started applauding the gesture of sportsmanship. Soon, so did everybody in the stands.

"I did it for the guy who lost his mom," McNeal told the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel. "It was the right thing to do."

They may not remember our record 20 years from now, but they'll remember what happened in that gym that night.

? Dave Rohlman, head coach of the opposing DeKalb team on what his players will take away from this experience.

Franklin would go on to score 10 points, and Milwaukee Madison broke open the game in the second half to win 62-47. Afterward, the teams went out for pizza, two players from each team sharing each pie.

Franklin stopped by briefly, thankful that his team was there for him.

"I got kind of emotional but it helped a lot just to play," he said. "I felt like I had a lot of support out there."

Carlitha Franklin's funeral was last Friday, and the school turned out for her and her son. Cheerleaders came in uniform, and everyone from the principal and teachers to Johntel's classmates were there.

"Even the cooks from school showed up," Womack said. "It lets you know what kind of kid he is."

Basketball is a second sport for the 18-year-old Franklin, who says he has had some scholarship nibbles and plans to play football in college. He just has a few games left for the Knights, who are 6-11 and got beat 71-36 Tuesday night by Milwaukee Hamilton.

It hasn't been the greatest season for the team, but they have stuck together through a lot of adversity.

"We maybe don't have the best basketball players in the world but they go to class and take care of business," Womack said. "We have a losing record but there's life lessons going on, good ones."

None so good, though, as the moment a team and a player decided there were more important things than winning and having good stats.

Yes, DeKalb would go home with a loss. But it was a trip they'll never forget.

"This is something our kids will hold for a lifetime," Rohlman said. "They may not remember our record 20 years from now, but they'll remember what happened in that gym that night."

CHRiS COTTON- My spiel + new video from his new album NEW AMERiCAN CENTURY Vol One

2010-12-18T22:58:00.006-05:00

Leslie: "Who is this again, Rick?"

Me: "Cotton"

Leslie: "His new stuff?"

Rick: "yup"

Leslie: "Fuck that Cotton! He's so good!"

My wife sums up Cotton's new recording in six words far better than I will. However:

Chris Cotton's fifth album New American Century Vol One is out and available in two formats:

10" vinyl in green or black and/or as a Pay-What-You-Will mp3 download

I've always loved Cotton's stuff and I think the reason why is because he's always changing, always growing, never static but still remaining true to himself. Each album has been a transition from the last and New American Century is no exception. Continuing on the vibe of his last album The Big Sea, which was a quite a departure from his previous work, Mr. Cotton has added a string section for a full yet simple acoustic sound ala Nick Drake. It's a gorgeous sounding recording both sonically and performance-wise. New American Century Vol One ranks quite easily in as one of my top two favorite recordings of the year. If you like the sound of the song below (a song which made a friend of mine cry) you will love the rest of the album. Available directly from Cotton via the links below:

ChrisCottonMusic.com // MySpace

"My best friend and persistant road manager Mike Seeba took liberties to endevour to make a music video for my new tune, The Loudest Sound. I'm still planning on making a full fledged video for this song, but in the meantime this is one of the cooler things I've seen in awhile. The footage itself is public domain; its from 1906 in san francisco three days before the earthquake and subsequent fire that destroyed most of the city. Mike thinks that my song best represents this footage, as it was silent; but there are many edits to this on the internet with many different musical works over them. We are trying to get youtube to feature Mikes version; so please give it a solid view, and rate it appropriatley per your feelings, and if you like it, please tell others about it.

Fun Facts:
This is one of the earliest, if not THE EARLIEST moving pictures in existance. At 2:20 in the clip, the trolly passes a point that is approxomatley by my estimation 3 short blocks from what would become Hyde Street Studios where this song was produced. 105 years later."
Many thanks,
Chris Cotton

Miss LEE MORSE

2010-12-15T00:18:00.000-05:00

Lee Morse was born Lena Corinne Taylor in Portland, Orgeon on November 30, 1897. In 1908 her family moved to Kooskia, Idaho. On May 2, 1915, Lena married Elmer Morse, a local woodworker. She gave birth to a son, Jack, the following year. Lena, however, had a desire for a career as a singer and separated from Morse in 1920. Her first professional notice came around 1918, when she performed under the name "Mrs. Elmer Morse" at a local silent movie house. During the next few years she played largely in small Pacific Northwestern towns such as Spokane and Chewelah. She gained fame as a vaudeville performer, and critics were impressed by Lee’s vocal range. Lee was one of the most recorded female vocalists of the 1920s.

Lee Morse's success as an entertainer took its toll on her personal life. Her husband, Elmer Morse, had created a home for her complete with furnishings he'd built himself. On February 18, 1925 he filed for divorce on the grounds of desertion and abandonment. Although she had deserted her husband and child five years earlier, Morse was able to keep custody of their son Jack. Sadly, in October 1926, Elmer Morse died of scarlet fever in Spokane at the young age of 35.

In the mid-1920s, Morse met pianist Bob Downey^. He became her accompanist on stage and companion in life. They subsequently lived together as a couple, although whether or not they were ever actually married remains questionable. She and Downey eventually opened a small club in Texas, which they operated until it burned down in 1939. Later they resettled in Rochester, NY. Downey eventually left Morse for a striptease dancer. This end to their relationship left Morse devastated and ever more dependent upon alcohol, which by the 1930s had become a constant companion.

After her relationship with Bob Downey ended in the late 1930s, Morse weathered a rocky period that left those closest to her worried for her health. Life improved when she met Ray Farese, whom she married in 1946. Farese helped her revitalize her career by getting her a Rochester radio show and securing local club dates. She attempted a comeback with the song "Don't Even Change a Picture on the Wall," written in the 1940s for the World War II soldiers and finally recorded in 1951. Although the song enjoyed local success, it failed to launch her to the heights she had once enjoyed.

Lee Morse died suddenly in Rochester on December 16, 1954 while visiting a neighbor. She was only 57 years old.

PREFAB SPROUT ~ Donna Summer

2010-12-14T01:05:00.001-05:00

Photo of one of the buildings on the grounds where I work.

I'm a huge sucker for Prefab Sprout. While they can be awfully twee and so sacharine your teeth hurt they have also made brilliantly crafted pop music. Their album Two Wheels Good (called Steve McQueen outside of the u.s.) ranks as one of my favorite albums of all time. The song Donna Summer was a b-side on the 12" ep for the song When Love Breaks Down (from Two Wheels Good). I found it in a little store in Spokane, Washington and when I first heard it I bet I played it 25 times in a row. It's gorgeous, melancholy, and far too short. Listen: mp3

All Hail The Miracles Club!

2010-12-11T10:43:00.000-05:00

You can get Portland's The Miracles Club ep HERE
MySpace // Facebook //

MIRACLES CLUB - "CHURCH SONG" from Mexican Summer on Vimeo.

I'd like to walk in the snow back home listening to this.

2010-12-10T02:00:00.002-05:00

I'd like to walk through the snow at 230am in the small town that I grew up in.

I remember some nights with the college students gone i'd walk my dog

through an empty downtown and a foot of new snow.
I used to like to imagine, if music played naturally in the wind that night,
what it would sound like or what would I like to hear.
Usually it was BrianEno/Harold Budd's Pavillion of Dreams
or thier album Ambient #2. Tonight I think i'd like to hear this.

(give it at least 2.5 minutes to warm up)--->

BEST NEW SHOPMAS SONG OF THE YEAR (so far)

2010-12-09T09:54:00.000-05:00

THE CAT PiANO : Animated Film Narrated by Nick Cave

2010-12-09T08:47:00.000-05:00

More Info HERE.

LAUREL LEE AND THE ESCAPEES

2010-12-07T17:50:00.000-05:00

Gorgeous video for a terrific song by our friends Laurel Lee and The Escapees.
Shot here in St. Augustine you can see the sites 'round where I live.

You like real honest classic country music with smart lyrics?
Look no further:

Sonicbids // Facebook // CD Baby

THE GUiLLOTEENS!

2010-11-30T07:37:00.000-05:00

via TEENANGSTER!

LEE HAZLEWOOD - MY AUTUMN'S DONE COME w/video Based on the Henri George Clouzot unfinished film "L'enfer"(Inferno)

2010-11-24T08:18:00.001-05:00

МУХА-ЦОКОТУХА. Wonderful Russian Animation from 1976

2010-11-24T08:11:00.000-05:00

Russian animation based on the poetry of Korney Ivanovich Chukovsky. Directed by Boris Stepantsev.
(the video looks far better than the thumbnail)

THE STREETS :: TRUST ME

2010-11-24T00:55:00.000-05:00

The Streets - Trust Me (HD) from Andrei Matei on Vimeo.

WATER. a short film by Corrie Jones.

2010-11-23T11:47:00.000-05:00

water from Corrie Jones on Vimeo.

I Got That Purp. The royal diminutive slooowed down.

2010-11-16T11:49:00.001-05:00

I used to love playing 45s at 33 1/3.

It made songs such as Like A Virgin sound like an old blues song. There is a particular artist with a penchant for the purp. Here's seven tracks I slooowed down then bumped the bass using Audacity. The effect makes for some coolass music tho here and there the effect sometimes make the vocals sound like he's got a head cold and has been chuggin' that drank.

Dig. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7

THE TRAGiC STORY OF RADiUM CiTY

2010-11-15T12:05:00.000-05:00

"It must have sounded like a good job at the time, painting luminous numbers onto the faces of clocks. In old photographs, the teen-age girls who worked at the Radium Dial Company's factory in Ottawa, Ill., during the 1920's look happy, and they also look prosperous, since the pay was high. The work was even challenging, since it took skill to fill in the outlined numbers properly. The better to master this intricately detailed painting, the workers were encouraged to lick their brushes.

The consequences were dreadful and, as documented by Carole Langer in ''Radium City,'' as far-reaching as the wildest nightmare. Many of the women developed radium-related cancer and of these, most died young; Miss Langer establishes that quickly because it is, in a terrible way, the very least of Ottawa's troubles. Or in any case just the beginning, for Miss Langer's film tells a tale that gets worse at every turn. ''Radium City'' outlines the complex aftermath of these events with as full an awareness of social and political consequences as medical ones. What emerges is as chilling a real-life horror story as anyone could imagine." -Exerpt from NYT Review

JOE ALBANY - A JAZZ LiFE

2010-11-15T11:43:00.000-05:00

SAMMY DAViS JR.

2010-11-07T02:16:00.002-05:00

The greatest entertainer of all time.

Here's a song he did solo with just Mundell Lowe on guitar.

This isn't Billy Crystal's Sammy. This is MiSTER Davis. (mp3)*

*bonus mp3 of Sammy with Lena Horne called I'm Glad I Never Met You.
You're welcome.

DUKE!

2010-11-05T16:39:00.000-04:00

Here's a couple tracks from Mr. Ellington to improve your weekend.

This ain't yr grandma's big band sound.

Snag these and blast 'em!

Malletoba Spank mp3

Such Sweet Thunder mp3

WiLLiE HEATH NEAL- Classified Ads

2010-11-02T00:48:00.000-04:00

Willie Heath Neal plays the best damn country music you've never heard.

Y'all can keep yr favorite grandson. Willie Heath plays country music.

Here's his cover of C.W. McCall's Classified Ads.

Buy it!

WHN @ Facebook // @MySpace // OnLine

Willie Heath Neal- The Classifieds from Chicken Ranch on Vimeo.

Scala & Kolacny Brothers :: LiVE

2010-11-01T13:55:00.001-04:00

At The Hour Of Our Death - A short film by Mark and Angela Walley

2010-10-31T23:36:00.000-04:00

At the Hour of Our Death from Mark & Angela Walley on Vimeo.

WalleyFilms // Sarah Sudhoff

Scala & Kolacny Brothers gloriously cover Radiohead's CREEP + super creepy video!

2010-10-31T23:20:00.000-04:00

Creep (Radiohead) - Scala & Kolacny Brothers from Alex Heller on Vimeo.

TWO NEW SONGS from CHRiS COTTON

2010-10-28T09:41:00.000-04:00

@ MySpace// @ OnLiNE

I posted a video of Cotton doing his new song The Loudest Sound a couple days ago, raving about it's gorgeosity. Chris was kindenough to share that song along with another new one, just as lovely titled Meandering Away. If you are familiar with Cotton's older work like I Watched The Devil Die these songs will be seen as a major departure. His previous album The Big Sea makes a good segue between his earlier piedmont-style/North Mississippi blues and what's happening now. Some might be disappointed that Cotton hasn't stuck to one thing but i'm always down with a quality progression. Chris Cotton's work never disappoints. His skills are formidable and striking yet he never allows his technical prowess to over-shadow the simple beauty of the song. Listen:

The Loudest Sound mp3

Meandering Away mp3

DO NOT MISS THIS:: Poet KATY MAKKAi - PRETTY (nsfw-language)

2010-10-26T10:51:00.000-04:00

mp3

THANK YOU to Crooks and Liars

Chris Cotton- The Loudest Sound

2010-10-21T13:53:00.000-04:00

I just heard Cotton's new studio version of this song. It's simply gorgeous. This version doesn't really do it justice but will give you barely a hint as to what Cotton's up to these days. His next album is going to be the game changer for him.

To The Sea

2010-10-15T15:44:00.000-04:00

Two songs by Mark Eitzel and his American Music Club

photos I shot @ Vilano Beach @ Saint Augustine, FL Cheers to my brother Keary (2nd shot) for coming to see us!

American Music Club - What Holds The World Together-mp3 Mark Eitzel -To The Sea - mp3

MiSSiON CONTROL+MEMORY TAPES

2010-10-12T00:22:00.000-04:00

Mission Control @ MySpace mp3
via fromGoToWhoa

MISSION CONTROL & MEMORY TAPES 'GREEN KNIGHT' from MASSES//MASSES on Vimeo.

DAViD MURRAY & The GWO KA MASTERS w/Taj Mahal ~ AFRiCA

2010-10-10T00:24:00.000-04:00

from the album The Devil tried To Kill Me. mp3

Illustrations by Emory Douglas & Direction by Doctor L

DiE ANTWOORD ~ EViL BOY (nsfw)

2010-10-07T11:25:00.001-04:00

via BOiNGBOiNG

Crescent City Music

2010-09-28T23:52:00.000-04:00

My brother Keary and I visited Crescent City Music today. Chris "Junior" Beach (we were both in dlWiDE) first told me about it years ago and I finally took the chance to go. Wow. Click pics to embiggin:

HAPPY BiRTHDAY TO ME.

2010-09-26T12:46:00.000-04:00

Happy 50th birthday to me.

Here's three presents for you.

1 2 3

Miguel Atwood-Ferguson Ensemble “Deliver the Word” feat Aloe Blacc

2010-09-24T11:04:00.003-04:00

I really dig the work that Mr. Atwood-Ferguson did with his orchestrated versions of J Dilla tracks and this works just as well. I love a hybrid. Give 'em a minute to warm up:

via the always tasteful Rappamello 

Miguel Atwood-Ferguson Ensemble "Deliver the Word" feat Aloe Blacc from Miguel Atwood-Ferguson on Vimeo.

Here's a thing I did with my boys and their friend w/the music of J Dill as interpreted by Miguel Atwood-Ferguson (buy sndtrk):

Untitled from ricksaunders on Vimeo.

QUADRON ~ SLiPPiN' is the feel good hit of the week.

2010-09-22T00:59:00.000-04:00

This made me feel the way I felt the first time I heard Amy Winehouse and Adele. Love it. Quality well-done pop-soul. mp3

via BoingBoing

What a damn sight better place the world would be if everybody woke up and first thing put on some Bob Wills.

2010-09-21T11:31:00.003-04:00

ViETNAMESE STREET SiNGERS

2010-09-20T19:32:00.000-04:00

First video via ROOTBLOG which inspired me to check out the others below:

MiLES REMiXED

2010-09-17T14:43:00.000-04:00

The Apple Juice Kid Presents Miles Remixed.

twelve tracks :: free DL available here.

fyi- some of the links no longer work.

I used the megaupload link and it was just fine.

Masco from Battalion Armour on Vimeo.

Pete Doherty ~ Broken Love Song

2010-09-15T11:39:00.000-04:00

mp3

WWII Veteran Mr. Jackie Roy Tuner GETS iT.

2010-09-07T00:47:00.000-04:00

FAVOURiTE ViDEO OF THE WEEK:

2010-09-05T12:19:00.004-04:00

Rock this LOUD on the embiggened screen: