Vuvuzelas, or Hitler's Tantrum

The interminable background buzz of a trillion bees is just getting too annoying!
If Adolf Hitler complains of this...... I loved the ending.



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I thought it was cool at first, but as I watched more and more games, the headache grew! During yesterday's game between Denmark and Cameroon, there was this shot of the crowd and this huge group of Danish supporters. They were cheering and flailing their arms and flags around while there was a lone african fan in their midst, standing there, completely still, a Vuvuzela pressed against his pursed lips. Makes you feel like shaking the life out of him until that thing of death falls out of his death grip!!

Join bloggers's quests to get these annoying horns banned!! lol

I Sang You to Sleep...

Creed - Lullaby

Lyrics

Hush my Love now don't you cry

Everything will be all right

Close you eyes an drift in dream

Rest in peaceful sleep

If there's one thing I hope I show You

If there's one thing I hope I show you

Hope I show you

Just give love to all

Just give love to all

Just give love to all

All my love in my arms tight

Everyday you give me life

As I drift off to your world

Rest in peaceful sleep

I know there's one thing that you'll show me

I know there's one thing that you'll show me

That you'll show me

Just give love to all

Just give love to all

Just give love to all

Let's give love to all

Let's give love to all

Just give love to all

Let's give love to all

Just give love to all

Let's give love to all

Espen Lind Fuentes Holm Sing Halleluia...

One of my all time favorite songs...
I Came across this version a few weeks ago. I've been meaning to post this here but i never got around to it.

I think These guys sound amazing. They interpreted many other classics including David Gray's Sail Away, Seal's Kiss From a Rose and songs by U2. They also have a few songs of their own. Great music.

Written by Jason Wade and dedicated to lives lost to traffic accidents... Drive Safely

Lyrics

So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us worlds apart
And I miss you
Yeah, I miss you

So far away from where you are
I'm standing underneath the stars
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me

Yeah I miss you
And I wish you were here

I feel the beating of your heart
I see the shadows of your face
Just know that wherever you are
Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

I miss the years that were erased
I miss the way the sunshine would light up your face
I miss all the little things
I never thought that they'd mean everything to me

Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

So far away from where you are
These miles have torn us world's apart
And I miss you
Yeah, I miss you
And I wish you were here

A reminder of what is perhaps an ongoing childhood...

I came across this song and it sent me back 20 years... To our old house, our old Lebanon... A childhood well-lived, and it's all coming back...
Aznavour is just amazing.

Lyrics

Je n'aurais jamais cru qu'on se rencontrerait
Le hasard est curieux, il provoque les choses
Et le destin pressé un instant prend la pause
Non je n'ai rien oublié

Je souris malgré moi, rien qu'à te regarder
Si les mois, les années marquent souvent les êtres
Toi, tu n'as pas changé, la coiffure peut-être
Non je n'ai rien oublié

Marié, moi ? allons donc, je n'en ai nulle envie
J'aime ma liberté, et puis, de toi à moi
Je n'ai pas rencontré la femme de ma vie
Mais allons prendre un verre, et parle-moi de toi

Qu'as-tu fait de tes jours ? es-tu riche et comblée ?
Tu vis seule à Paris? mais alors ce mariage ?
Entre nous, tes parents ont dû crever de rage
Non je n'ai rien oublié

Qui m'aurait dit qu'un jour sans l'avoir provoqué
Le destin tout à coup nous mettrait face à face
Je croyais que tout meurt avec le temps qui passe
Non je n'ai rien oublié

Je ne sais trop que dire, ni par où commencer
Les souvenirs foisonnent, envahissent ma tête
Et le passé revient du fond de sa défaite
Non je n'ai rien oublié, rien oublié

A l'age où je portais mon amour pour toute arme
Ton père ayant pour toi bien d'autres ambitions
A brisé notre amour et fait jaillir nos larmes
Pour un mari choisi sur sa situation

J'ai voulu te revoir mais tu étais cloîtrée
Je t'ai écrit cent fois, mais toujours sans réponse
Cela m'a pris longtemps avant que je renonce
Non je n'ai rien oublié

L'heure court et déjà le café va fermer
Viens je te raccompagne à travers les rues mortes
Comme au temps des baisers qu'on volait sous ta porte
Non je n'ai rien oublié

Chaque saison était notre saison d'aimer
Et nous ne redoutions ni l'hiver ni l'automne
C'est toujours le printemps quand nos vingt ans résonnent
Non je n'ai rien oublié, rien oublié

Cela m'a fait du bien de sentir ta présence
Je me sens différent, comme un peu plus léger
On a souvent besoin d'un bain d'adolescence
C'est doux de revenir aux sources du passé

Je voudrais, si tu veux, sans vouloir te forcer
Te revoir à nouveau, enfin... si c'est possible
Si tu en as envie, si tu es disponible
Si tu n'as rien oublié
Comme moi qui n'ai rien oublié

Is this perfect or what?

I thought it came together perfectly!

Hilarious Commercial

For a nice afternoon drive...

This Year - The Mountain Goats

I broke free on a saturday morning.
I put the pedal to the floor.
headed north on mills avenue,
and listened to the engine roar.

my broken house behind me and good things ahead,
a girl named cathy wants a little of my time.
six cylinders underneath the hood crashing and kicking,
ahhh listen to the engine whine.

I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.

I played video games in a drunken haze
I was seventeen years young.
hurt my knuckles punching the machines
the taste of scotch rich on my tongue.

and then cathy showed up and we hung out.
trading swigs from the bottle all bitter and clean
locking eyes, holding hands,
twin high maintenance machines.

I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.

I drove home in the california dusk.
I could feel the alcohol inside of me.
home.
picture the look on my stepfather's face,
ready for the bad things to come.

I downshifted as I pulled into the driveway.
the motor screaming out stuck in second gear.
the scene ends badly as you might imagine,
in a cavalcade of anger and fear.

there will be feasting and dancing in jerusalem next year.

I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.
I am going to make it through this year if it kills me.