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Why not - if someone else would be paying. What happens to the outside, doesn't change the inside - other than maybe make it feel a little more seure. I could use a little bit of attention.
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^I liked that comment as well - quite a metaphor for how George aimed to live his life.
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The Rolling Stone article was filled with lovely photos and nice quotes - I wish it had been a bit longer, but it was a good teaser for the upcomming documentary. I love that George was a gardener, tending to the earth, the future.
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^Nurk - that's funny.
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NURK - HOPE YOU ARE DOING OKAY. We all miss you.
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I have been to one many times.
I had my cards read at a flee market once and the reader couldn't believe all the daggers and sword being thrown at me in the cards. The next week I was fired from a job I held for eight years after a few key people plotted against me...it was really weird. The night I was fired, I turned on my radio and there was Tom Petty singing "Free Fallin'" - if I wouldn't have been fired, I probably wouldn't have felt such an attachment to TPATH.
Then another time I was in New Orleans and went the "The Bottom of the Cup" and Otis said I would meet the man of my dreams next to a fountain or a body of water --- I met him on a plane 38,000 feet above sea level.....
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I'd do it for $10,000.
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Yep - I'm ready.
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What a great way to start a day....thanks WildflowerNJ
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The whole story behind the project is so stiring - Jackson taking Woody's always-amazing words and formulating them into this piece of art that sticks in my mind and plays in my ears and won't let me part with the line - you feel the angels are curling your hair.
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I found the lyrics. So amazing...
http://www.woodyguthrie.org/Lyrics/You_Know_The_Night.htm
You Know The Night
Words by Woody Guthrie, Music by Rob Wasserman & Jackson Browne
Excerpt from You Know The Night, 4/1943
You know the night I met you
My eyes had been
Looking for you all over everywhere.
Over low roads. Down highways. Bald deserts.
But looking
Without finding you.
That was it.
And the season why this was so
was because
I had seen so much troubled
waters and storms on the streets.
And this caused me
To want to do
Something about it.
Something to help not only just us
But people of all kinds come closer and
closer
and closer together.
You know the night.
Your eyes had this same shine
about them I noticed
and when I first looked through
the wild wayward mist
I felt such a warm friendly cool
sunny smile
That I wanted to look in your
Eyes for all time
I just felt like you feel when
you feel like the angels are curling your
hair and you feel like the devil is
scratching your heel.
But if my jellied brain turns to
ashes and sand
There will still be such night smiles
across all the land
There will still be
Such faces
Meeting here in this dark
and there ‘round the corner or
maybe the park.
It is when we meet this way
and look
at each other
we get hold of our scattered aims
and
Bring them
and beat them
and wrestle
and fight them
and heat them
and beat them and weld them
together
Like iron from the valley
and fire from the skies
This blast furnace heat burns
in our peoples eyes.
And from a raw aimless hunk
of dead matter
our love gives it vision
and love gives it shape
and it's born and it works
Like a new little baby
It sputters
It mutters
It goes and it stutters
and walks on the sidewalks
and falls in the gutters.
But it always and always seems
to move and be able
To get up. To raise up.
up on its feet again.
Did you feel this way too when I met you?
Did you look at me
and think
Here's me a guy
That hopes like I hope
and sees the same kind of new
dreams I see?
Because you wondered, I know
If your hopes could find shape in
the words that we used there to work back the fog -
Your hopes and your plans for the
good of the people
Could all of your hundred and one
Dreams just as bright as the sun
and all of your wants and your hottest
desires
Find shape in the flow of my talk?
and there by ourselves while the bronze
statues watched us
We talked some. Kept still for
a time. Talked a little more.
Your hair had the smell of cleaness
about it and the wind helped my fingers to
play with your curls –
and the wind and the mist caused the
night to blow colder and we brought our hopes
there a little bit closer –
Hopes that we hoped
Work that we wanted
Jobs we were doing, aimed to do.
Quiet idle words, of the church and
the steeple. The union. The war.
And the world full of people.
And you gave my mind such a
deep kind of light
It blasted the fog.
It blew up the night.
It pulled back the curtains of
clouds from above us
and all of the stars came out and
winked at us
and I yelled up at the stars
and said
You stars! Go ahead! Shine as
bright as you want to!
Light up this round world and shine
if you want to!
And it was brighter than usual
and for some reason or other
The night
Turned off clear. And so cold.
It caused me to snuggle up closer
and hold
Hold on
Hold on to the ground we had gained.
Hold on to the new inch of life we discovered.
Hold on to the night.
We exchanged our dreams as we sat
there a while
word by word.
Plan by plan.
Mile by mile.
You looked a bit hungry and skinny to
me but
I had me the notion you'd soon fatten up.
You know how love is and you know
how dreams are. If you don't stay in love you
soon wilt away and you get sort of hungry
looking they say. So I thought you'd fill out
and look a lot better with a little work and
the right kind of weather.
You knew I was raily and some out of
shape. And you knew that my eyes and my
feet didn't mate. I was hunched and walked
crooked – but you overlooked this because
with the right kind of home life and care
my old carcass and brain could be good
for more wear.
Your grace of walk and action drove
me into fits. I tried to, but couldn't
think about anything else. This world
is an awful big machine and it moves
all together. No force on earth can
hold it back – and I am in all of this
and moving with it - and I feel the
motion and the rhythm of the universe
moving with these planets.
And moving the earth along with them.
And the earth moving the people
Along
With it
And the attraction of your face and
your form
Pulled me. Pushed me. Drew me.
It was ten thousand times stronger than
all of the rest of these
Powers multiplied by ten.
And I felt harmony and sweetness
and felt strife
And wanted to walk with you as my wife
Down to the foamy docks to ride a
good boat
Across the troubled waters of this
life.
You know the night I met you.
You know the night I met you
My eyes had been
Looking for you all over everywhere.
Over low roads. Down highways. Bald deserts.
I just felt like you feel when
you feel like the angels are curling your
hair and you feel like the devil is
scratching your heel.
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Thanks for posting - love the lyrics, the steady washboard-sounding percussion, and the subtle, yet strong guitar line... and Jackson's voice has such lovely inflections in this song. He sounds so young. I would love to see the lyrics - the song is so poetic. The references to angels and devils, love, and boarding a boat over trouble waters.---the section about the angels curling your hair and the devil is scratching your heel is soooo perfect.
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Funny!!!!!
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I'm turning 50 next year, too. I want this next one to be really big.
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I am with LizieB on this one - I am 100% behind a cute man wearing skinny jeans.
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You are all in my thoughts --- don't forget ice. We are 60 miles inland and our power was out for about ten days.
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I like to fly when the skies are friendly and calm, but turbulence makes me nervous -- really nervous.
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Stevie was so happy this morning and I love that little happy-hearted dance step Mike seems to do when he is playing "For What it's Worth."
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^Take care DCAHNM
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Other tips - fill car with gas, have some just in case cash, remember batteries, and fill ground floor tub with water just in case you need it for flushing the toilet.
Make sure you know the best radio stations to turn to. Also your local police stations and fire stations usually know where FEMA might be giving out water and ice.
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I sure hope he keeps cleaning out -- I couldn't join in the buying spee, but so happy a few of you landed some treasures.
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Stay safe everybody on the East Coast make sure to stock up on ice and water if you can just in case the power goes out. Ice was the hardest thing to find after our hurricane a few years ago. If you have a day or two, you might want to fill empty plastic two litter bottles with water and load up empty spaces in the freezer - it will keep things cold if the power goes out for more than 48 hours. Hoping all of you stay safe.
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I love Elvis Costello - his musical journey, his glasses and Allison.
I sure wish his talk show would come back to the Sundance Channel. I always learned so much when he talked about music.
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Funny.

Question of the day 09/09/2011
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^^LizzieB you have beautiful hair - why would they want to change it?