Hunger ~ It Comes In Many Packages

Yeah, I’m a running a tad behind with this round of theme music, Hunger.  These things happen when you don’t pay attention to what day of the week it is AND you leave your timer somewhere out of sight so you can’t press the set hour time alarm button.  I have no idea where the little green device is–except that it is somewhere in the house. Somewhere being the operative word.  Time seems to be what I hunger for the most lately. As for hunger for food–don’t get me started.  Other hunger costs more than a quarter a day to satisfy.

alt- J ~ Hunger of the Pine ~

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Bob Wayne ~ Hunger In My Soul from Till the Wheels Fall Off

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As soon as I read Bear’s theme choice was hunger this song came to mind–so here it is, complete with a fun fan compiled visual handbook . . . . hmmmm, yeah.

Meatloaf ~ You Took the Words Right Out of My Mouth (Hot Summer Night)~

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I couldn’t resist–sorry. Not.

Feed Me Seymour ~ Little Shop of Horrors

Little Shop of Horrors © Geffen Company / Warner Brothers
Sung by Rick Moranis as Seymour & Levi Stubbs as Audrey II

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Reality Checks In:

Birds of Tokyo ~ This Fire

What can you buy with twenty-five cents?  One answer is at — The World Food Programme’s 10 Hunger Facts for 2014:

http://www.wfp.org/stories/10-hunger-facts-2014

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I’ve spent some time on the fence arguing with myself about including this dark hunger story from MadArstistPublishing.  It’s here, enough said. Right?

music = Turkey in the Straw

Who’s Hungry?

MadArtistPublishing

Killer Animations * Competition * Is Now Open

The Music Theme is Competition—got that? Right. Yeah, I didn’t quite stay totally on the targeted task. Absolutely my bad. If that disqualifies my effort, so be it.  I’ll give the next theme another go instead. But I am grateful to Johnny for stimulating my blogging –even if the cake isn’t quite what was expected.   So how did this selection come about? Easy, I was fishing for animated videos about competing and had an unscheduled brainstorm–ooops–yes, those are like thunderstorms the weather channel never mentioned.  Anyway.  These videos all  have music and they’re all going to compete for you. Which one do YOU like the best? I gave them all common ground of being about killers in one form or another.  And, aside from the Talking Heads’ “Psycho Killer”, which introduces the sub-theme of killers for the animated works, all entries are from the Mad Artist Publishing channel on the tubes of you. I thought that was a way to narrow down my field of selections and possibly introduce anyone with similar sensibilities to their creative madness.  Hence the presence of a link to enable net surfing to more animated delights.

Yes, there are many other animator channels on the tubes–and if you find a wonderful one I demand a link.

If you would like to share a favorite which does not appear here, please do so.

For anyone paying attention, I kept these to a time limit in order to keep down the required listening time–otherwise there’d be OTHERS, many others.  I am interested in who likes what. This is supposed to be a competition so comment accordingly. Or not. 🙂 No pressure. No stress. Just killer animations.

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Talking Heads ~ Psycho Killer

JesiJean :

This is a Music Video I created as my Final project for my Typography III Class.
Check out my work at wix.com/jesijean/portfolio
The lyrics were inspired by the character Norman Bates in the movie Psycho so I designed this with Saul Bass in mind since he was the graphic designer that created much of Alfred Hitchcocks Movie Posters.

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MadArtistPublishing

https://www.youtube.com/user/MadArtistPublishing

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When You Kill Little Creatures On The Road There Are Consequences  ~

CREDITS: Directing, Design, Animation, Modeling, Rigging, Sound Design and Story by Karl Hadrika (http://karlhadrika.blogspot.com/, http://khadrika.wix.com/karlhadrika). Voice Talent by Lidia Łabuda. Song: “Just Feel” by Carol Williams. Owned by Verse Music Group.

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Screening and Publishing permission granted Karl Hadrika on August 27.2013. If you’re interested in screening this film please contact MadArtistPublishing@gmail.com

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Serial Taxi

CREDITS: All visual aspects by Paolo Cogliati (www.paoloanimates.com, http://www.serialtaxi.com)
Voice Acting : “Boris”/”Newscaster” by Jonathan Cooke, “Girl”/”Radio Singer” by Rebecca Parham
Sound Design : Mutante Media

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Killer Slugs

CREDITS: Morten Helgeland, Casper Wermuth, Lasse Rasmussen, Carina Løvgreen, Kirsten Bay Nielsen, Polina Bokhan, Peter Egeberg, Magnus Myrälf, Maria B. Kreutzmann

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Film Used with web screening license permission on March 19, 2013. The original film can be found at https://vimeo.com/34072719

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HuntEd

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Legacy

 Film was produced and was the Winner of the “Uplift Universe” Cgtalk challenge. Greg’s superb animated film is featured in the Collectible & Interactive Art Book Vol.1: “Contests” & Vol.8 “Animation Stories” Both digitally available for free at http://www.sketchozine.com

Credits: This 2002 Short Film was Animated & Directed by Grzegorz Jonkajtys, Sound by Adam Sukora.

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For Bear’s Musical treatment of the Competition Theme go here where the links to other treatments will be posted as they put in appearances at other blogcasas –>> http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/2014/10/02/competition-music-themes/

I shall try to keep up and supply other links here too.

Enjoy!

Here’s Lisa! http://undergroundenergy.wordpress.com/2014/10/02/music-theme-competition/

And Johnny  http://johnnyojanpera.wordpress.com/2014/10/02/music-theme-competition/

Breasts: boys’ toys or best baby food ever?

Have you had your silicon implant fix today? Hmm?

This is a miss-take on the old sensual Saturday music themes of old. If this breast talk offends anyone I’m not apologizing because, after all, breasts have been around as long as humans in any variety. Without them Homo sapiens wouldn’t be here. Newsflash– baby formula is a profit motivated industry and boy oh boy, have modern folks bought into it big time.  In the OLD days, if a mother couldn’t feed her baby for some reason, then a wet-nurse was found to provide sustenance. Yes, other women fed the babies of other mothers. Imagine that.

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Is that sexy or what? Hmm? I’m still waiting for the male underwear model version of this to hit prime time television.  Anyone got any information on THAT? What?!

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Hmmm, just another profit driven industry?

Or?

Is all this breast business really all only sexual attraction?

Medical reconstructive surgery for breast cancer patients aside, of course.

Ironically, sex, not the stork,  is the means for procreation. Shhhh, don’t tell the people who don’t like sex education in schools about this or they may do something drastic to shut down the sharing of the facts.  Mother Nature doesn’t comprehend the people who are offended when women breastfeed their babies in public. Heavens forbid anyone should see the real thing doing what it was created to do. Does it sound like I’ve got an agenda here? Yeah, I suppose it does. Hmm….who’d have thunk it?

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What do babies need? Food. Where does it come from? No, not from the Gerber factory.  It comes from some glands. Who knew?

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Wow, women have breasts for something other than filling out bikinis and bras for interested parties to ogle and grope. So much for second basing.

As for the next video, the Islamic element was unexpected but not distracting , and of all the videos I viewed on the tubes of you this one made the points that interested me in the manner I found most appealing today: bonding, nutrition, IQ, stress reduction.  The text flows a little fast for my reading speed so you might want to hit pause when a new frame appears.  I suspect there’s some irony loitering in between these lines at the moment.

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Why this post at this point?

It’s about time I got this off my chest.  🙂

I feel so much lighter already.

Comments? Questions? Funny stories?

Anyone care to share the money numbers on the breast implant or the baby formula industries?  If not, I’ll try to update with some $$$$ information when time allows.  Thanks for visiting. Refreshments are in your fridge. I’m having pistachios and pomegranate juice. 🙂 Cheers.

Sexy Sunday With 2CELLOS AKA Two Smokin’ Hot Dudes With Large Stringed Wooden Instruments And Bows

Instead of Sensual Saturday welcome to Scorching Hot Sexy Cello Sunday. Yeah. I’m not joking. If you thought that cellos were just for classical tunes–well, think again.  I’ve been thinking again ever since Bearspawprint introduced me to Apocalyptica.

Meet 2CELLOS — If you haven’t already.  The Funniest Moments video serves as a sort of meet and greet piece. Please note that their Thunderstruck has the headline slot in the sidebar to the left <<——.  Their performances have the entire sidebar venue until you hit the great pick me up energy of Aldrey’s La Lista–which now has over 400,000 views since we first turned our ears and eyes to it with hopes of helping it reach an audience of 80,000 to fulfill the goal stated in the song.  Way to play it forward folks 🙂   Depending on your pc it might take some time for the music videos on the sidebar to load. If they don’t then feel free to exercise the watch and listen option on the tubes of you where there is quite an extensive playlist.

Grab a snack, some tea and biscuits if you share Lady Pen’s inclinations, and get charged with two very sizzling cello players, Luka and Stjepan.  Yes, their Criminal Smooth video is <<— to the left. There are 70 more videos on their YouTube site.

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Human Nature 

Published on Mar 13, 2014

http://www.facebook.com/2Cellos
http://www.twitter.com/stjepanhauser
http://www.twitter.com/lukasulic

2CELLOS Luka Sulic and Stjepan Hauser performing Human Nature by Michael Jackson, from an exciting, unforgettable and emotional evening at the beautiful Roman Colosseum in Stjepan’s hometown of Pula, Croatia. The concert took place on 3rd of July, 2013

Filmed and edited by MedVid produkcija

Directed by Kristijan Burlovic
Video editing by Ivan Stifanic & Stjepan Hauser
Sound by Miro Vidovic, Luka Sulic & Stjepan Hauser

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Where The Streets Have No Name

2CELLOSlive 2CELLOSlive

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2CELLOS Official Site

http://www.2cellos.com/us/home

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Discover about 2CELLOS more on:  Wikipedia http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2Cellos

2Cellos (stylized 2CELLOS) is a Croatian[1] cello duo, consisting of Luka Šulić and Stjepan Hauser. Signed to Sony Masterworks since 12 April 2011, the two were discovered after uploading a music video of their cello-only cover of Michael Jackson‘s “Smooth Criminal” to YouTube.[2]

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Bonus = More Hot Dudes With Cellos~~~

Just in case you’re not acquainted with Apocalyptica:

Somewhere Around Nothing 

ApocalypticaVideos

Thanks Bear  🙂

You can explore Bear’s musical inclinations at   http://bearspawprint.wordpress.com/

a poem day ? maybe, maybe not, then again

Today is one of those days. You know the sort. One of those days where you start off loaded with positive intentions that quickly are buried under the murky weight of dark news information freely flowing from one edge of the cyber swamp to another. Haiku was on my mind at dawn.  Something about the crisp cold snow seemed sensible for a few brief lines.  Then I got online and hit Democracy Now! for some news. I know better than to start every day off with Amy Goodman’s “War and Peace Report”.  For mental health reasons, I try to switch it up for different times of the day after the livestream broadcast. Some days it’s better to read the transcripts rather than listen. Real news can be very disheartening. I don’t know how the news staff of this independent news venue manages day in and day out to thrive on a steady diet of The Dark Side of Humanity–without perky blonde cleavage or airy breathless reading of text monitors. Seriously. Actual journalism work is not for the faint of heart.

A report on the death of another gang rape victim in India lingered long after I moved on to other online tasks. I thought it was disheartening enough to learn that a woman is raped in India every 11 minutes–until I learned that there’s a rape every 6 minutes in the United States.  These numbers maybe be skewed because so many rapes go unreported.  Violence against women has been on my mind lately. It’s hard to avoid–fans of Downton Abbey will even get a taste of it. Yes, I watched ahead via online venues. In real life, things for the women of Afghanistan are at about the worst ever. So much for all the USA lip service paid to making life better for women and girls. Not so far in the back of my mind loiters the question: What is wrong with all the people who rape women, children and men? Are they born-hard wired to engage in such violence or are they made by their environments? Maybe they’re nature’s form of human predators for our species?  I’m not sure. Before I forget, The Invisible War aired on PBS–again.  It’s an expose about the rape epidemic in the military.  Ladies, I know it’s tempting for some to enlist for economic reasons like supporting your family or college funds–but do so knowing the risks you’re taking by hitching a money ride with the armed forces on any front. Take note, men aren’t escaping the sexual violence either, they’re also targets.  I’ve had conversations with people who say that rape has always been a part of war.  Hmm, hard to dent that fact. But, how does that explain military people raping the men and women in their own ranks? Is that a by-product of military training people to kill, torture and rape other people who they’re taught to view as non-humans? Possibly. What’s going to happen when the rapists return home? Are they going to cease engaging in violent sexual crimes?

Well, this is now very far afield from haiku about biting frost. Or is it?

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Amy Goodman — We Will Not Be Silent

Link TV

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Deomcracy Now!

www.democracynow.org

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Democracy Now! YouTube channel

https://www.youtube.com/user/democracynow/featured

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January 2014

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Tomdispatch from January 2013

http://www.tomdispatch.com/post/175641/

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The Invisible War trailer

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Maze of Injustice–The failure to protect Indigenous women from sexual violence in the USA–pdf file. This is the size of a small book complete with very informative end notes.

http://www.amnestyusa.org/pdfs/MazeOfInjustice.pdf

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Revolutionary Association for the Women of Afghanistan ~ RAWA is the oldest political/social organization of Afghan women struggling for peace, freedom, democracy and women’s rights in fundamentalism-blighted Afghanistan since 1977.

http://www.rawa.org/index.php

https://www.youtube.com/user/rawa77/about

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so goes the snow haiku

down the rabbit holes deep

sleep? dream of chances snow blowing

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news blues blow off vent

cyber waves serenity

mind fields boom! boom! boom!

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The Last Trapper ~ Le Dernier Trappeur ~ ~ “The Art of Living in Harmony With Nature”

I viewed a very compelling trailer for this film some time back. Today I came across the full film on YouTube and decided it was worth sharing here for other interested parties to also discover. Keep in mind that nothing is perfect and enjoy. Your thoughts are kindly requested.

The Last Trapper  ~ Le Dernier Trappeur

Carlos Porto

Published on May 26, 2013

The art of living in harmony with nature.
For over 20 years, Nicolas Vanier, an untiring voyager in the coldest of climes, a veritable Jack London of modern times, has criss-crossed the wildest regions of the far northern lands. His travels include major expeditions in Siberia, Lapland, Alaska and of course Canada, where he recently undertook an incredible White Odyssey: 8600 kilometres covered with a team of sledge dogs, from Alaska all the way to Quebec. It was during that crossing, on the floor of a sumptuous and inaccessible valley in the Rocky Mountains, that Nicolas met the man who inspired him to make this film, a film that has lived within the man…
He’s a 50-year-old trapper named Norman Winter, and he lives with a Nahanni woman, Nebaska. Norman has always been a trapper, with no need of the things that civilisation has to offer. He and his dogs live simply on what they produce from hunting and fishing. Norman made his sledge, snowshoes, cabin and canoe with wood and leather that he took from the forest and that Nebaska tanned, in the traditional style, just like the Sekani did in early times, using the tannin in animal brains, then by smoking the skin. To move around, Norman uses his dogs. They’re quiet, and with them he’s ready for action at the slightest sign of life, but all the while attentive to the majestic grandeur of the territories he passes through. That’s why Norman Winter is a trapper. The Great North is inside him and Nebaska carries it within her, in her blood, for the taiga is the mother of its people…
Norman and Nebaska know that a land only lives through its intimate links with the animals, plants, rivers, winds and even colours. Their wisdom comes from the deep and special relationship they enjoy with nature. When Norman Winter follows an animal’s trail, he studies it for a long time, to understand the animal’s exact perception of its environment. He knows how to free himself from the immobile image that a land evokes, then to “enter” it by comprehending what it is. To understand that is to sense the unmistakable breathing of the earth, it’s to understand why Norman Winter is the last trapper and why he turned his back on modern life, that he compares to a slope we slip down blindly. Norman is a sort of philosopher convinced that the notion of sharing and exchange with nature is essential to the equilibrium of that odd animal at the top of the food chain: Man.
That’s what this film, made over 12 months, will present, overlaying treks on horseback during the Indian summer and by sledge in the depths of winter, a canoe ride down a raging river at the bottom of a majestic canyon and attacks by grizzly bears and wolves…

Note: The closed captions option works when viewing on YouTube.

Flicking Five Films From Friday & Foraging for Future Film Feasting

I can film veg with the best of them when so inclined to be disinclined to venture forth into winter nights and days. With complete honesty I rationalize and justify what others call wasting time with the verified claim that film vegging is a tried and true form of relaxation, stress relief and internal down time for more than a few people. Marathon movie viewing can be a very effective detox tool after excessive interaction with the insanity of this wonky world.  Some people go out and hang themselves out to dry with hard-drinking and drugs after a long hard work haul.  Not everyone finds that appealing. Some of us prefer not to kill our brain cells in order to shed the world’s toxic waste.  Why waste  time dying when there is the artistry of films for getting through the messiness of living? With the right mix of movies and music you can clear out a great deal of negative energy. With the wrong mix the negative flow can create a drowning river of doom and gloom. Anyone who has engaged in movie marathon viewing knows exactly what I’m talking about. Oh and by marathon we don’t mean three or four films. I’m talking about that close as your body will allow full press twenty-four film flowing for one, two , three days with not much more done than engagement with the small or large screen. Well, this has not been a marathon, just a warming up. Yeah, I think a marathon is marching onto my horizon. Contemplating kicking it off with all of Firefly leading to Serenity and then . . . well, this menu has not been fully planned just yet. I’m open to suggestions. Bring your BEST film recommendations.  What are your “Go To” films?

The seeds for this marathon were sown by chance over the weekend by brand new and old films. The positive and negative elements have made for a disconcerting mix.

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Awaken is available for free viewing on Hulu. It’s a very interesting treatment of getting beyond time, space, and place in order to connect with what’s truly important. Alex and Rachel may be some of the most intuitive and spiritual personages in a film set in the main stream culture against the background of a coffee-shop.  This is one of those rare films during which it can be hard not to smile, smile, smile even through the story’s sad shadows.  It’s a love story that defies the usual boundaries and presents a certain hopeful version of what’s possible when we awaken to a world of possibilities.  Oh, and it’s full of hope and love.

Awaken

Awaken – Dreams Movie starring Corey Sevier and Jordan Ladd

IMDb http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1894616/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1

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The Young Savages

This 1961 film crossed my path by pure accident while I was channel surfing at night. Burt Lancaster popped up on the small screen in a scene I’d never seen before, so I stopped long enough to try to identify the film and got hooked. It didn’t hurt that there were fewer and shorter commercial breaks than Hulu inserts into films online.  The black and white film is a treat for those of us who are visual addicts. The acting is quite good. The topic and script are unsettling, disturbing and very relevant to contemporary issues. I’m not yet aware of where you can find this film in full online. The treatment of the gang mentality and racism provides a great deal of raw meat for discussion. What perhaps most disturbed me was the treatment of the Puerto Rican women, especially the slain boy’s sister. Though this film raises the topic of women turning to prostitution in order to support their family, the manner in which it is employed in the film’s courtroom context raises a host of other issues. As no trailer was on the tubes I selected this video, in part for its textual commentary.

The Young Savages

Joe Barry [Note: JB has provided some intriguing notes on YouTube regarding this film. the comments for this video may also be of some interest.]

For cast and more see IMDb http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0055633/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1

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Tomorrow is Forever came on directly after The Young Savages. The 1946 treat of another black and white film reeled me in as much as Orson Welles and Claudette Colbert.  That’s a lot of good stuff right? This is story of love lost and other love found. But it’s also a film about dishonesty, lies and deception–all done with the best of intentions. Yeah, let’s skip and trip our way to hell directly. I could argue that the closing scene reflects that with notion with the partly burned letter resting on the hearth in front of the fireplace. I’m sure plenty of people would agree with John’s choices, but I refuse to buy that all for your own good bullshit. Usually that comes back to bite someone in the ass when they least expect it–and gangrene often sets in. Oh yeah, let’s all go to war and send our sons there too. Even after we pay some damn high prices. That gleefully willing idealistic  cannon fodder theme does NOT work for me, but it might for others. Still, it’s worth viewing if you can find it.

Tomorrow Is Forever

Craig Steves

IMDb link http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0039041/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1

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I found Sweet Land,  2005, thanks to Bear sharing clips of music and a delightful pie eating scene.  It’s a lovely love story about a German mail order bride, Elizabeth Reaser, coming to Norwegian community in America in 1920. It deals with the ethnic bigotry that has nothing to do with the color of a person’s skin but with politics, language, religion and culture. Oh my, if you don’t speak English–but German, Irish, Polish or Italian you can get in big trouble in the wrong places–even if you’re a beautiful young woman willing to work hard.  This is a quiet powder keg of a film which subtly takes on serious issues about human nature, greed, intolerance, values and  how “business and farming don’t mix.” Olaf, Tim Guinee, is a man with a certain depth, integrity, and strength seldom found in modern fellows. He doesn’t say much, buy when he does, it counts big time. The tenacity and determination of the couple, Olaf and Inge, as they bring in a harvest by hand and by themselves when they defy the dictates of the local priest and continue living and working the sweet land together offers lessons in transcendence and living in a state of grace. You can find the film in full on YouTube.

Sweet Land

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IMDb http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0428038/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1

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Okay, I saw this via a small group outing. Plenty of great scenery, lots of action and lots of leading up to the third part of the trilogy.  Smaug is a great dragon. It’s not a great film, but it delivers enough to satisfy fans awaiting the final part.

The Hobbit: The Desolation of Smaug

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Ed Sheeran’s I See Fire accompanies the closing credits of The Hobbit and crediting Sheeran is presented up front.  I don’t see  how this could hurt Sheeran’s musical ambitions. His own songs are solid. His covers of others’ songs, such as Dylan’s Masters of War reveal the strength of his ability to breath new life into the creative work of others and make it distinctly his own.  So hats off to Peter Jackson for giving this young fellow a global spotlight. I hope to hear more and more of Sheeran over the long haul. It’s easy to find Sheeran’s music live and via album’s on YouTube.

I See Fire ~ Ed Sheeran

Warner Bros. Pictures

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So, what would your movie marathon menu line consist of if you were settling in for long weekend, or week, of round the clock films? Yeah, I really want to know because I’m gearing up and I’m hunting fresh film food for simmering in my brain-pan. Indie and foreign films are very welcome to this film feasting. Quirky is generally good. Fun is good. Thoughtful and insightful is very good.  Action is not snubbed as long as it’s not mindless.

 

 

“The Lost Vikings” A Cautionary Tale for Our Times: Adapt or Die

While tooling around on the tubes of you in search of other items of interest I came across this PBS segment from Secrets of the Dead. Finding it quite appropriate regarding a number of subjects and issues for our times–climate change, Indigenous life-ways, values, survival, food, water, religious influences et. al., I decided it was worth sending up a blogcasa flagpole. What would you do if your church told you to not adapt to the changing environment? Do you keep doing what doesn’t work? Or do you change, adapt and learn new skills in order to survive and thrive?

Choices

Controls

Consequences

posted by: HerrNordKamp http://www.youtube.com/user/HerrNordkamp?feature=watch

Links from post page on YouTube:

The Fate of Greenland’s Vikings: http://www.archaeology.org/online/fea…
Greenland Vikings ‘had Celtic blood’: http://www.archeurope.com/index.php?p…
Viking Contact with the Indigenous Population in the Eastern Arctic: http://www.archeurope.com/index.php?p…

Legendary Viking town unearthed: http://sciencenordic.com/legendary-vi…
How Vikings navigated the world: http://sciencenordic.com/how-vikings-…
Pre-Viking hotspot on the Norwegian Coast: http://sciencenordic.com/pre-viking-h…

Viking educational resources: http://www.archeurope.com/index.php?page=viking-period

Enjoy the journey.

 

Letterman Does DeChristopher! High Fives to to Dave and CBS!

http://www.bidder70film.com/#

Bidder 70 in LA on Friday 28, June, 2013.

Purchase ticket.

Friday, June 28 – Thursday, July 4: noon, 2:10 pm and 7:30 pm

Music Hall
9036 Wilshire Blvd., Beverly Hills, CA 90211

Saturday, June 29 and Sunday, June 30: 11 am

Claremont 5
450 West 2nd Street Claremont, CA 91711

Playhouse 7
673 East Colorado Blvd. Pasadena, CA 91101

Monica 4
1332 2nd Street, Santa Monica, CA 90401

Whose up for some TRUTH? Hmm? No snow required. No whistles blowing. Just the reality of Utah, BLM, DeChristopher and Climate Change. If you’re in LA–then where else do you NEED to be?

Breakfast Special, #1

Enjoying crunching the snow beneath his boots Sarge ventured along the street of small bars filling the west side of Schmall’s Falls lack of eating establishments catering to the needs of early risers, night owls, and swing shifters until Big Bob’s window sign on bright yellow paper touting “Sunrise Special: 2 eggs, toast & coffee for a buck” caught his stomach’s attention.

Entering the tavern currently conducting its own version of fast food service for the dawn dwellers. he stood to the side and held the door open for an exiting trio of grumpy construction workers. Toe kicking the rock salt from his boots he scouted for an empty stool at the bar crammed with white plates featuring steaming eggs, butter brushed toast and a constantly flowing, heady stream of coffee into squat thick cups vying for countertop space with slippery side dishes flashing crisp thick bacon and fat spitting sausages. After some careful navigation between the hands passing plates from the bar to the fully occupied booths, he managed to slide onto a still warm shiny red stool where the bar snuggled flush up against the far wall. Upon opening his paint speckled wool army coat, he generously contributed his share of body heat to that already creating streaking condensation on the bar’s large front window. He commenced pounding the alternate ends of an unlighted cigarette on the counter while patiently waiting for the barkeeper to take his order.

After setting down four full plates for the customers seated at the curve in the bar near the entrance, the lanky, middle-aged barkeeper smoothed a few slack grey hairs back into place with the rest of a backcombed wave and turned to make eye contact with him. “What it be today?” he demanded while wiping his hands with his waist apron.

Imitating the barkeep’s thick Polish accent Sarge replied, “Ve vant da special. Overeasy, if you please, Stanley.”

Smirking, Stanley nodded. “You gonna be a smartass today, eh? Forget it, Sarge. No mood for funny business.” Stanley scratched the order on a small pad of white paper, clipped it to the wire across the top of the serving window, then picked up the waiting filled order. Plate in hand, Stanley strode to stand across from the customer sitting beside Sarge, before setting down the plate, Stanley growled, “No mood for your funny business, either. F’n poached eggs. Not again. Messes up cook’s grill timing. Got it?”

A hoarse female voice croaked out, “You asked how I wanted ’em and I told you. You didn’t say “no poached eggs.” Now you gonna give me my order or you wanting to eat them dead chickies yourself, Stan?”

Holding back a laugh in consideration for the barkeeper, Sarge watched Stanley scowl as he set down the platter covered with a double order of milky eggs whites wrapped around gentle hints of yellow yolk and perfectly browned toast drenched with melted butter. Right gray eyebrow arched high, Stanley silently filled the poached egg orderer’s cup with coffee. He started to work his way to the other customers, then, with the nearly full fresh pot of black coffee in his left hand he stopped and looked from Sarge to the customer sitting next to him. Stanley’s pale blue eyes flashed between the two. “You two at same time not good on Stan’s nerves. Don’t get any ideas or eggs go kaput!” Without waiting for a response, Stanley set about filling the coffee cups of the other customers at the bar.

Sarge leaned sideways to set his shoulder against the wall so he could turn and get a better look at the young woman sitting next to him.  The Hudson Bay Blanket coat cut in old French Canadian trapper style drapped around her shoulders immediately culled her from the variety of working girls who frequented the bar during alcohol serving hours.  It also separated her from the nearby telephone company’s swing shift working women. That left college student pulling an all nighter or some variation thereof. But the last wasn’t quite fitting the bill either in Sarge’s mind since there was no need for such creatures to venture off the perpetually buzzing college grounds for a cheap breakfast special in a working class bar.  Hoarse Voice was busy poking the pointed edge of toast into what he considered an obscenely salted egg yolk. “Having a little egg with your salt, huh?”

A mass of long black hair crackling with static electricity was pushed back over a shoulder hunched inside the Hudson Bay Blanket coat, then a white face, made paler from the lack of any real sun during weeks of perpetual snow, with assessing black eyes turned towards him. She sipped coffee to mix with her mouthful of eggs and toast, chewed slowly, then swallowed, all the time staring directly at him. She sniffed a little, then said, “Yep. Three spoons of sugar in my coffee too. You wanna make something of it?” Caught off guard by the effect on him of the unexpectedly sharp lines of her cheeks and bold aggressive eyes, Sarge simply shook his head of brown shaggy hair in reply and Hoarse Voice’s attention immediately turned back to her food.

Sarge watched her small fingers set a fork to work covering a slice of toast with egg, fold it over and stuff nearly all of it into her thin-lipped mouth. More salt was shaken over the remaining eggs, more sugar, along with a very generous amount of cream, mixed with the new coffee that flowed quickly into her cup via the pot wielded by the quick sighted Stanley. Questioning his interest, Sarge continued his surveillance of her liberal saltings, pokings and smearing of eggs until his own plate arrived and distance required him to ask her to pass the Tabasco sauce. She complied readily then made a point of watching him rain red sauce upon his eggs until it pooled along the plate’s upward crease. Deciding to let her know he was aware of her watching him, Sarge twirled his fork in anticipation but turned toward her, clearly waiting for some comment. None came. Unable to resist, Sarge quipped, “What? Want a taste?”

She responded by looking his long broad frame up and down, slowly taking inventory of the well-worn jeans, heavy work boots and dark grey plain sweater. “Nope. Wouldn’t dream of depriving you.”

Sarge thought the better of uttering the sexually suggestive reply that skipped to his lips. He’d had a way too long night of loading freight, hunger for a great deal more than food had been gnawing at him for months, and he already knew his overtired body wasn’t going to settle down for the deep oblivious sleep he mentally craved. Instead of verbally needling the hoarse voiced woman, he commenced slicing and swirling his eggs through the Tabasco sauce and finally satisfying his stomach. Eggs, spices and black coffee worked their usual soothing magic.

After mopping up the remaining streaks of red sauce on his plate, Sarge took note of the departing early morning rush crowd, held up his empty cup for a refill then pulled a half read paperback copy of Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency from the inside pocket of his long coat. With the still unlite cigarette now resting between his lips, he pushed his plate away and flipped through the book. As he smoothed out the creased page corner, Stanley cleared Sarge’s plate and laid a cinnamon roll wrapped in a paper napkin on the counter in front of Hoarse Voice. Taking the cigarette between his fingers, Sarge looked up just enough to allow him to see Hoarse Voice’s reflection in the mirror behind the bar. Standing up she shucked her black sweatered arms back into her coat sleeves, hauled a thick orange backpack off the floor and onto her stool, fished out a man’s style wallet from the pocket in its flap, laid out enough to cover the bill and the  sort of tip an appreciative regular customer leaves, then yanked the Hudson Bay Coat belt tight enough to reveal a waist Sarge was frankly surprised to see considering the double breakfast special she’d just slammed down. Black straps went over both shoulders centering the pack. Her eyes slid sideways to the book in his hand just long enough to read the title as she picked up her sweet roll. When she pulled up the coat’s hood she caught him observing her in the mirror. She nodded at his reflection then turned and left.

Leaning back on his stool, Sarge watched her stop outside the tavern door while unwrapping a portion or the roll before walking off. He turned to lift his cup and found Stanley staring at him with a serious degree of curiosity as he poured himself a cup of coffee to enjoy in the current lull of customers. He set a side plate with Sarge’s usual sweet roll on it next to the paperback.

Sarge frowned at the barkeeper, shrugged then picked up his book. Sarge glared at the cover for a few moments before pulling a fiver out of his pocket and tossing it on the counter. Book in one hand, he grabbed the roll from the plate then made a fast exit leaving behind Stanley’s amused laughter.

Once outside in the snow hazy bleak excuse for morning sunshine, Sarge surveyed the street. Hoarse Voice was quickly jaywalking diagonally through the empty four way stop designated by red flashing lights.  With his longer legs all that was required was a slightly quicker pace to close the half block distance between them. Setting the necessary pace, Sarge took a big bite of the sweet roll, focused his sights first on the orange back pack then her black leather boots and went in pursuit of quenching more than what overeasy eggs swimming in hot sauce could ever dream of satisfying.

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Breakfast Special, second helping, “Railroad Crossing”  –>>https://47whitebuffalo.wordpress.com/2013/06/18/railroad-crossing-second-helping-of-breakfast-special/

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Music Notes:  [Jazz] Poached Eggs And Toast

AngryLemon

Allo allo!
Today I’m sharing a New Orleans styled jazz piece – complete with a MrRay electronic keyboard! I really like this song because it sounds really mellow and cool; a really nice background track if I do say so myself!
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