bjorn_skurj

So has anyone downloaded my mix yet? Thoughts or comments?

I just did. I'll say this: I hate Cablevision and I really hate Dolan, but 1 meg a second downloads never get old. (Peel, your mix rocked, by the way. The sky marshal agreed, and apologized for macing me.)

Yes, the movie was a pisser.

No, if i don't show up Saturday night with a present, an about-to-be-6-year-old in Albuquerque is going to be seriously pissed. I WILL restrain myself!

Ehh, I don't care. I form kind of a psychological force field when I'm on the plane so no one except the flight crew will interact with me.

BTW, bjorn, your mix

Aww, thanks. Leroy/bobbob/our friend in Miami deserves half the credit. I've listened to all of the mixes except for yours - which I will get to on the aeroplane tomorrow - and have liked them all. God, we rule.

All righty then, here is an ecletic a mix as is possible with as high-falutin' a title as is possible. bjorn_skurj and Leroy are proud to present:

In the Shadow of Young Girls in Flower

Hammering The Cramps Sparklehorse

Teenage Dream T.Rex

Here Comes the Breeze (Live) Gomez

Kamli Wala Mohammed Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan

Had Me A Real Good Times The Faces

Deuce Kiss

6.Coolidge Descendents

Benefits Of Lying (With Your Friend) Apples In Stereo

Folsom Prison Blues Johnny Cash

Coma Girl Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros

When the Stars Go Blue Ryan Adams

Jailbird The Exploding Hearts

Enjoy!

Believe it or not, while that picture was opening on my computer for the first time I was repeating "please don't be a Black Eyed Peas shot" over and over.

Nice shots!

Yes, at some point.

You want to do seperate ones, right?

I would imagine. Is there a theme, or are we just left to our own devices? (Mine's going to be something like, "Tracks Bjorn and Analogman would approve of" or something like that.

I will attack this on Thursday, I think.

I'll probably dp the partners on Tuesday or something.

Are you allowed to say things like that here???

Only if you have two tallywhackers.

I'll throw my (ass)hat into the ring.

I unearthed my original V for Vendetta comix and am now reading them.

Good work, man. Thanks!

 

V and Jack White: seperated at birth?

oooh. I gotta dig out my original comics.

Those Russian girls look pissed off about something.

I'll say it now - God has never made a woman more beautiful than Grace Kelly.

Tired, but I ain't sleepin'

Thinking about some sad affair

And why I should be leavin'

'Cause some of these thoughts

Only seem to take me out of here

Yeah, these habits are so hard to break

They're the most easy to make

These habits are so hard to break

And the most easy to make

Thinking about tomorrow

Tired from all the time I spared

On what I still believe in

When none of my talk

Ever seems to get me anywhere

Yeah, these habits are so hard to break

Are the most easy to make

These habits are so hard to break

Are the most easy to make

So easy to make

So long

Night-night friends, so long

So long

Will it ever happen again?

You know that I've been waiting for you

I've been created for you

So long

You know that I've been fading from you

Nothing could save me from you

So long

Tired, but I ain't dreamin'

Falling into solid earth

On why I must be leavin'

'Cause one of these days

I'm gonna pull out all my hair

Yeah these habits are so hard to break

And the most easy to make

Well, these habits are so hard to make

And the most easy to break

So easy

So long

Night-night friends, so long

So long

Will it ever happen again?

You know that I've been waitin' for you

I've been created for you

So long

You know that I have faded from you

And nothing could save me from you

So long

Man made the buildings that reach for the sky

And man made the motorcar and learned how to fly

But he didn't make the flowers and he didn't make the trees

And he didn't make you and he didn't make me

And he got no right to turn us into machines

He's got no right at all

'Cause we are all God's children

And he got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all

Don't want this world to change me

I wanna go back the way the good lord made me

Same lungs that he gave me to breath with

Same eyes he gave me to see with

Oh, the rich man, the poor man, the saint and the sinner

The wise man, the simpleton, the loser and the winner

We are all the same to Him

Stripped of our clothes and all the things we own

The day that we are born

We are all God's children

And they got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made

Oh, the good lord made us all

And we are all his children

And they got no right to change us

Oh, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all

Yeah, we gotta go back the way the good lord made us all

No, I think it's from the Battle of Gettysburg halftime show.

Say, where did I see this guy?

In Red River?

Or a place in the sun?

Maybe the Misfits?

Or From Here to Eternity?

Everybody say, "Is he all right?"

And everybody say, "What's he like?"

Everybody say, "He sure look funny."

That's...Montgomery Clift, honey!

New York, New York, New York, 42nd Street

Hustlers rustle and pimps pimp the beat

Monty Clift is recognized at dawn

He ain't got no shoes and his clothes are torn

I see a car smashed at night

Cut the applause and dim the light

Monty's face is broken on a wheel

Is he alive? Can he still feel?

Nembutol numbs it all

But I prefer alcohol

He said go out and get me my old movie stills

Go out and get me another roll of pills

There I go again shaking, but I ain't got the chills

ARRRGHHHGORRA BUH BHUH DO ARRRRGGGGHHHHNNNN!!!!

Watch out now, take care

Beware of falling swingers

Dropping all around you

The pain that often mingles

In your fingertips

Beware of darkness

Watch out now, take care

Beware of the thoughts that linger

Winding up inside your head

The hopelessness around you

In the dead of night

Beware of sadness

It can hit you

It can hurt you

Make you sore and what is more

That is not what you are here for

Watch out now, take care

Beware of soft shoe shufflers

Dancing down the sidewalks

As each unconscious sufferer

Wanders aimlessly

Beware of maya

Watch out now, take care

Beware of greedy leaders

They take you where you should not go

While weeping atlas cedars

They just want to grow, grow and grow

Beware of darkness (beware of darkness)

boobies

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That stuff does tend to put one's own personal angst into perspective.

A Bollywood star with the same name as my niece.