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The chronicles of Ruin, continued. Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do. Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here. 10 September 2009 22:59
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- THE MOULD-BREAKERS, NOT BREAKING ANY MOULDS
- LITTLE MAN YOU'VE HAD A BUSY DAY
- KILLIECRANKIE
- A BROWN CELEBRATION
- NEWS FROM SCOTLAND
- FUCK OFF, DEBBIE PURDY
- THE COLD DAYS OF FEBRUARY, THE INCREDIBLE STRING BAND
- SHELL SHOCK, THE EMPIRE BURLESQUE CONTINUUM.
- DOWN THE HIGHWAY
- THE LONESOME DEATH OF FIONA PILKINGTON.
- WHAT THE PAPERS SAY. UNCLE SAM, THE IGNOBLE SAVAGE.
- WOTSONTELLY, A PORTRAIT OF SCOTLAND. BBC 4
- GAUGUIN AT TATE MODERN, NEXT YEAR.
- RUMPOLE NEWS, POLICE UNABLE TO FRAME TEENAGERS SHO...
- FAB MOPSTER ON FINE FORM
- TUC NEWS. BROWN FINALLY SAYS THE W WORD.
- LUVVIE COOK DRINKS, EATS AND SMOKES HIMSELF TO DEATH.
- WHAT THE PAPERS SAY, CONSPIRACY TRIO JAILED, THE T...
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- WHAT THE PAPERS SAY, IMELDA SLOTGOB TO DIVORCE.
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- KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING.
- TALKIN' WORLD WAR THREE BLUES
- SPEAKER BERKOFF HIRES SPIN DOCTOR. AT OUR EXPENSE
- UNDUE PROCESS. THE ENVY OF THE WORLD.
- HUBBLE BUBBLE, FROM NASA, THE BUTTERFLY NEBULA.
- THAT PARDON, THE FULL STORY.
- MORE FROM POLLY TOYNBEE'S LAST CHANCE SALON
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Bob does cabaret. Not exactly Ronnie Scotts,is it? Still,he did some stuff.Forty odd years later,it doesn't lose the power to transport us to another dimension. That's what artists do,fuck all that technology hardwear.For a brief period in time and space,Bob put down a universal truth.Much like yourself,i suggest,Sir.
It was the I'm a Lumberjack gayness of the clips -as much as the almost flawless execution of the songs - which intrigued me, mr with God on our side. He soon went from that winning gaucheness to ten-thousand-dollars-at-the-drop-of-a-hat and Dylan scholars should thank whoever youtubed those clips of him learning his moves, at all costs.
Yes, these clips are a treasure. I was thinking that it was great that we had "Don't look back" but on these he's so much younger, and his thick bouncy hair! My son was playing Wigwam the other night, I couldn't believe it was Dylan. Versatile.
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