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Master Of War – Grammy 1991

Simon — Thu, 02 Feb 2012 20:05:41 +0000

This video has many bad views but to be honest I think its good and the people who have seen the video on you tube seem to like it. And the people who where there live seem to enjoy it.

“Well,” he said, “my daddy, he didn’t leave me much, you know he was a very simple man,
but what he did tell me was this, he did say, son, he said”
- there was a long pause, nervous laughter from the crowd -
“he say, you know it’s possible to become so defiled in this world
that your own father and mother will abandon you and if that happens,
God will always believe in your ability to mend your ways.”

Let me know what you think of the video…

My Own Google Chrome Book – Kinda

Simon — Wed, 25 Jan 2012 19:21:29 +0000

We have all seen the google chrome book, but we don’t all have £400 to put towards it. So after many hours of hard work and £9 on official stickers, I have my very own chromebook. Which is the same as what you would by in the shops apart from the computer in which its mounted on. I will make a post soon on how to do this your self.

Bob Dylan – Dont Boo Me Anymore

Simon — Fri, 20 Jan 2012 13:10:39 +0000

Video Taken from No Direction Home off Bob Dylan talking about his fans booing after a Concert. Think its really funny and very true.

Bob Dylan, Baby Please Don’t Go

Simon — Wed, 18 Jan 2012 11:30:48 +0000

Bob Dylan at the start of his career. Very nice song. Not sure if it is on any of his albums.

AMERICA by Allen Ginsberg

Simon — Tue, 17 Jan 2012 22:23:30 +0000

AMERICA
by Allen Ginsberg
America I’ve given you all and now I’m nothing.
America two dollars and twentyseven cents January 17, 1956.
I can’t stand my own mind.
America when will we end the human war?
Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.
I don’t feel good don’t bother me.
I won’t write my poem till I’m in my right mind.
America when will you be angelic?
When will you take off your clothes?
When will you look at yourself through the grave?
When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites?
America why are your libraries full of tears?
America when will you send your eggs to India?
I’m sick of your insane demands.
When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good
looks?
America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world.
Your machinery is too much for me.
You made me want to be a saint.
There must be some other way to settle this argument.
Burroughs is in Tangiers I don’t think he’ll come back it’s sinister.
Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke?
I’m trying to come to the point.
I refuse to give up my obsession.
America stop pushing I know what I’m doing.
America the plum blossoms are falling.
I haven’t read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial
for murder.
America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies.
America I used to be a communist when I was a kid I’m not sorry.
I smoke marijuana every chance I get.
I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet.
When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid.
My mind is made up there’s going to be trouble.
You should have seen me reading Marx.
My psychoanalyst thinks I’m perfectly right.
I won’t say the Lord’s Prayer.
I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations.
America I still haven’t told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came
over from Russia.
I’m addressing you.
Are you going to let your emotional life be run by Time Magazine?
I’m obsessed by Time Magazine.
I read it every week.
Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore.
I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library.
It’s always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious.
Movie producers are serious. Everybody’s serious but me.
It occurs to me that I am America.
I am talking to myself again.
Asia is rising against me.
I haven’t got a chinaman’s chance.
I’d better consider my national resources.My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals
an unpublishable private literature that jetplanes 1400 miles an hour
and twentyfive-thousand mental institutions.
I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underprivileged who live
in my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns.
I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go.
My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I’m a Catholic.
America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his automobiles more so they’re all different sexes.
America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe
America free Tom Mooney
America save the Spanish Loyalists
America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die
America I am the Scottsboro boys.
America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings
they sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and
the speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about
the workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing
the party was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real
mensch Mother Bloor the Silk-strikers’ Ewig-Weibliche made me cry
I once saw the Yiddish orator Israel Amter plain. Everybody must
have been a spy.
America you don’t really want to go to war.
America it’s them bad Russians.
Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians.
The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia’s power mad. She wants to take
our cars from out our garages.
Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader’s Digest. Her wants our
auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations.
That no good. Ugh. Him make Indians learn read. Him need big black
niggers. Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help.
America this is quite serious.
America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set.
America is this correct?
I’d better get right down to the job.
It’s true I don’t want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts
factories, I’m nearsighted and psychopathic anyway.
America I’m putting my queer shoulder to the wheel.
Berkeley, January 17, 1956
(From The Portable Beat Reader. Ann Charters, Ed. New York: Penguin Press. 1992. pp 74-77).

Google Chromebook

Simon — Wed, 11 Jan 2012 12:38:22 +0000

I would like to buy a chromebook at some point, not sure when but they would meet all my IT needs Not cheep in one respect but they are so brillant so its worth buying. See what the next chromebook look like.

A lot more info can be found on there site, look and works great

My Collection

Simon — Tue, 10 Jan 2012 12:29:33 +0000

Below is a pic of all the Bob Dylan Cds I have Almost there!!

Leopardskin Pillbox Hat Live At The Braehead Arena – Glasgow 8th

Simon — Mon, 09 Jan 2012 12:20:57 +0000

Bob Dylan live at the Braehead Arena – Glasgow 8th singing :

1.Leopardskin Pillbox Hat
2.It’s All over Now Baby Blue
3.Things Have Changed.

Bob Dylan’s Encore at Braehead Arena Glasgow 8th October 2011

Simon — Sun, 08 Jan 2012 13:25:31 +0000

Bob performing Like a Rolling Stone and All Along the Watchtower during the encore of his show at the Braehead Arena on 8th October 2011. I was near the stage, was a very good show. Please see video below:

Renaldo and Clara

Simon — Sat, 07 Jan 2012 21:04:55 +0000

I have found the Video that people have taken years to find And its on youtube Please see link below:

Renaldo & Clara

Here is the Wiki Page on the film: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Renaldo_and_Clara

Please let me know what you think of it!! Its a very long film btw.