Jockey Full of Bourbon

Jockey Full of Bourbon

two of the three things the Bluegrass is famous for
theplanetofsound:

B&N

HAIR: BlixaSMIRK: Nick

theplanetofsound:

B&N

HAIR: Blixa

SMIRK: Nick

niyiokeowo:

POWER - FELA KUTI

niyiokeowo:

POWER - FELA KUTI

decentmusic:

FELA FRIDAYS

Welcome again, to “Fela Fridays”. This Friday, a classic track from 1977. Enjoy!

Fela Anikulapo-Kuti - Sorrow Tears and Blood
Album: Sorrow Tears and Blood (1977)

LYRICS:

SORROW, TEARS, AND BLOOD

Everybody run run run
Everybody scatter scatter
Some people lost some bread
Some one nearly die
Some one just die
Police dey come, Army dey come
Confusion everywhere

Seven minutes later
All done cool down, brother
Police don go away
Army don disappear

Dem leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood (2x)
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK

Everybody run run run
Everybody scatter scatter
Some people lost some bread
Some one nearly die
Some one just die
Police dey come, Army dey come
Confusion everywhere

Seven minutes later
All done cool down, brother
Police don go away
Army don disappear

Dem leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood (2x)
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
La, la, la, la

My people self dey fear too much
Dem fear for the thing we no see
Dem fear for the air around us

We fear to fight for freedom
We fear to fight for liberty
We fear to fight for justice
We fear to fight for happiness
We always get reason to fear

We no want die
We no want quench** **(destroy)
Mama dey for house
Papa dey for house
I get one wife
I get one car
I get one house
I just build house
I wan enjoy

So policeman go slap your face
You no go talk
Army man go whip your yansh** **(ass)
You go dey look like donkey
Rhodesia dey do dem own
Our leaders dey yab for nothing
South Africa dey do dem own

Dem leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK

Dem leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK

That is why-y-y

Everybody run run run
Everybody scatter scatter
Some people lost some bread
Some one nearly die
Some one just die
Police dey come, Army dey come
Confusion everywhere

Time dey go
Time no wait for nobody
Police dey come
Like this
**[make siren noise with voice]

Everybody run run run
Everybody scatter scatter
Some people lost some bread
Some one nearly die
Some one just die
Police dey come, Army dey come
Confusion everywhere

Seven minutes later
All done cool down, brother
Police don go away
Army don disappear

Dem leave Sorrow, Tears, and Blood (2x)
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK
Dem regular trade mark
*(CHORUS) DEM REGULAR TRADE MARK

It’s Fela Friday!

buffleheadcabin:

Nina Simone - Mississippi Goddam

  • Artist: The Clash
  • TrackName: The Guns of Brixton
  • Album: London Calling

rustbeltjessie:

theledge101:

„,When they kick at your front door, how you gonna come?

With your hands on your head, or on the trigger of your gun?

this fucking song

jtotheizzoe:

chels:

A fish slingshot for helping our finned friends get over dams is now being tested in the wild: 

"Originally designed for fruit, Whooshh turned its technology into a tool to help safely send fish over dams blocking the course on the Columbia river in Washington state. Under tests right now with the Department of Energy and the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife, the Whooshh tubes could be shooting more fish over dams in the near future. A test this past summer showed that fish will voluntarily enter the tube. When they swim into the entrance, the vacuum sucks them in and gives them initial boost; after that, elevated pressure behind the fish keeps them moving at about 15 to 22 miles per hour till they go flying out the other end."

You can watch a whole video about how this crazy fish cannon works, or read more about it here. 
(Via Alexis Madrigal’s 5 Intriguing Things newsletter)

We are mighty.


this is fucking amazing/

jtotheizzoe:

chels:

A fish slingshot for helping our finned friends get over dams is now being tested in the wild: 

"Originally designed for fruit, Whooshh turned its technology into a tool to help safely send fish over dams blocking the course on the Columbia river in Washington state. Under tests right now with the Department of Energy and the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife, the Whooshh tubes could be shooting more fish over dams in the near future. A test this past summer showed that fish will voluntarily enter the tube. When they swim into the entrance, the vacuum sucks them in and gives them initial boost; after that, elevated pressure behind the fish keeps them moving at about 15 to 22 miles per hour till they go flying out the other end."

You can watch a whole video about how this crazy fish cannon works, or read more about it here

(Via Alexis Madrigal’s 5 Intriguing Things newsletter)

We are mighty.

this is fucking amazing/

(via bathtubginrummy)

nprmusic:

Watch Bob Mould plug in for a characteristically loud four-song set at NPR’s Tiny Desk, including a solo version of Hüsker Dü’s “Makes No Sense At All.”

BOB!!!!

nprmusic:

Watch Bob Mould plug in for a characteristically loud four-song set at NPR’s Tiny Desk, including a solo version of Hüsker Dü’s “Makes No Sense At All.”

BOB!!!!

  • Artist: Clash, The
  • TrackName: Stagger Lee / Wrong 'em Boyo
  • Album: London Calling

kdo:

The Clash - Stagger Lee / Wrong ‘em Boyo (1979)
Clive Alphonso / Traditional
Rulers Cover
from: ”London Calling

stagger lee fuck yeah

(via loosechickens)

aishasashajohn:

STRONG MEDICINE THIS ONE

It’s Fela Friday!

Disobedient Objects: About the Exhibition - Victoria and Albert Museum

Fascinating.  let’s go to London

in the meantime, learn how-to make some of the disobedient objects in the exhibit, http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/exhibitions/disobedient-objects/how-to-guides/

Shilpa Ray announces national fall tour dates

jackstovin:

Shilpa Ray announces national fall tour dates

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Shilpa Ray will embark upon her first national US tour of 2014 this fall, playing dates alongside fellow Brooklyn duo She Keeps Bees beginning late August and running through the end of September. Ray, with her forceful stage presence and dynamic vocals, will showcase new material for fans while drawing from her latest EP, It’s All Self Felatio (released on Nick Cave’s own label), and the…

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why, why can’t they come near me? we don’t bite (hard)

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sixbucks:

theweekmagazine:

Orphaned children and the abandoned dogs they love
In Bangladesh, an Australian photographer finds a tight-knit, motley family



break my heart, won’t you?  is not like I was using itsixbucks:

theweekmagazine:

Orphaned children and the abandoned dogs they love
In Bangladesh, an Australian photographer finds a tight-knit, motley family



break my heart, won’t you?  is not like I was using itsixbucks:

theweekmagazine:

Orphaned children and the abandoned dogs they love
In Bangladesh, an Australian photographer finds a tight-knit, motley family



break my heart, won’t you?  is not like I was using it

sixbucks:

theweekmagazine:

Orphaned children and the abandoned dogs they love

In Bangladesh, an Australian photographer finds a tight-knit, motley family

break my heart, won’t you? is not like I was using it

New Statesman | Nagasaki: Midori’s Rosary

The air is full of blurred words. Something
has changed in the war’s weather. The children
(whose children will show me this) have been sent
to the country. In the radiology lab,
Takashi fiddles, listening to the ticking bomb
in his blood cells, thinks, once, piercingly,
of her hands and small mouth, knotting him in
to the long recital of silent lives
under the city’s surface, the ripple of blurred Latin,
changing nothing in the weather of death and confession,
thinks once, in mid-morning, of a kitchen floor, flash-frozen.
 
When, in the starburst’s centre,
the little black mouth opens, then clenches,
and the flaying wind smoothes down the grass 
and prints its news black on bright blinding
walls, when it sucks back the milk
and breath and skin, and all the world’s vowels
drown in flayed throats, the hard things,
bone and tooth, fuse into consonants of stone,
Midori’s beads melt in a single mass
around the shadow with its blackened hands
carved with their little weeping lips.
 
Days earlier, in Hiroshima, in what was left
of the clinic chapel, little Don Pedro, turning
from the altar to say, The Lord be with you,
heard, suddenly, what he was about to claim,
seeing the black lips, the melted bones,
and so, he said, he stood, his small mouth
open, he never knew how long, his hands
out like a starburst, while the dialogue
of stony voiceless consonants ground across
the floor, like gravel in the wind, and the two
black mouths opened against each other,
 
Nobody knowing for a while 
which one would swallow which.
     -  Rowan Williams
today, the 69th anniversary of the bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki

African slaves in the Ottoman Empire

archaeologicalnews:

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“A class of human beings that has formed an integral part of Muslim society up to the present day is that of the slaves. [the Prophet] Muhammad took over the slavery system, upon which ancient society was based, seemingly without question and regarding it as part of…

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reblogging to read later

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