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15 August, 2009 at 10:54 pm #403675
I guess now is a bad time to admit how.. like.. Uber Catholic I am?
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8 August, 2009 at 4:56 pm #403478One of the warmest and most genuine people you will ever find. Rest well and come back to us soon NCb.. prayers and fondest wishes xx
1 August, 2009 at 3:44 pm #403070A true gentleman. One of the greats and fondly remembered here in Ireland.
RIP Sir Bobby.
26 July, 2009 at 7:45 pm #392447@will wrote:
@Sgt Pepper wrote:
This is some guy called Daniel trying to look like me :lol:


Cum again?
Nevermind mate… :roll:
26 July, 2009 at 7:37 pm #392446This is some guy called Daniel trying to look like me :lol:

21 July, 2009 at 7:26 pm #401113Happy Birthday Summertime xxx
You share your birthday with the likes of Ernest Hemingway, Cat Stevens, Robin Williams and Josh Hartnett!
Some pretty cool people there… 8)(Umm… then you come along… :roll: …)
:lol:
:wink:
Hope you’re having a great time :P xx
18 July, 2009 at 8:46 pm #140017I’LL GO CRAZY IF I DON’T GO CRAZY TONIGHT
She’s a rainbow and she loves the peaceful life
Knows I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonight
There’s a part of me in the chaos that’s quiet
And there’s a part of you that wants me to riotEverybody needs to cry or needs to spit
Every sweet tooth needs just a little hit
Every beauty needs to go out with an idiot
How can you stand next to the truth and not see it?
Oh a change of heart comes slowIt’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me, or are you doubting
We’re gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonightEvery generation gets a chance to change the world
Pity the nation that won’t listen to your boys and girls
Cos the sweetest melody is the one we haven’t heard
Is it true that perfect love drives out all fear?
The right to appear ridiculous is something I hold dear
Oh but a change of heart comes slowIt’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As you start out the climb
Do you believe me, are you doubting
Now we’re gonna make it all the way to the light
But I know I’ll go crazy if I don’t go crazy tonightBaby, baby, baby, I know I’m not alone
Baby, baby, baby, I know I’m not aloneIt’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As you start out the climb
Listen for me, I’ll be shouting
Shouting at the darkness
Squeeze out sparks of lightYou know we’re gonna go crazy
We’re gonna go crazy
We’re gonna go crazy if we don’t go crazy tonightOh
You steal my soul
You steal my soul
You steal my soul7 July, 2009 at 9:11 pm #400525Hope you had a great Birthday and great hols Chessy love XX
Welcome back!! :P
I guess yer even more Orange from all that sun now huh?
.. and just in time for Sunday too :lol:
(*scarpers*)
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:D
4 July, 2009 at 3:06 pm #400448Many’s the time I’ve been mistaken
And many times confused
Yes and I’ve often felt forsaken
And certainly misused
Oh, but I’m alright, I’m alright
I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be
Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from homeAnd I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
Oh, but it’s alright, it’s alright
For we’ve lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the
Road we’re traveling on
I wonder what’s gone wrong
I can’t help but wonder what’s gone wrongAnd I dreamed I was dying
I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me
Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying
And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty
Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flyingOh we come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hours
And sing an American tune
Oh, and it’s alright, it’s alright, it’s alright
You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day
And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest29 June, 2009 at 5:09 am #399997“Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once we grow up.”
PABLO PICASSOIt’s an interesting thing, reading all the posts here and elsewhere on the tragic death of Michael Jackson. I think the most striking aspect is the utter enormity of it all. It’s huge. Epochal. A global, human event. For those that would pour scorn on this assessment? I would draw attention to the fact that every word of opinion you write justifies it, and in perpetuating it so, negates any argument to the contrary.
It’s a big deal.Michael Jackson was an artist. Now one would think we don’t really need to be told that huh? But.. you see.. I think we do. For his death is an ultimate tragedy, inextricably linked to the talents and gifts bestowed on him in life, as well as (crucially) our reactions to them. It is the classic Prometheus model.. extended by Mary Shelley.. and now reaching critical mass as we gorge on our “celebrity culture”, whilst deluding ourselves in thinking and saying that we have nothing to do with it! I’ve rambled on this before, so I’m not going to get further into it now.
It is wonderful to see that almost everyone is agreed on Jackson’s monumental talent.. yet at times equally (and sadly) indicting to witness some of the more harsh criticisms leveled at his (and the irony should not be lost here) “private ” life. Some of it belies logic in fairness. Comparing the sexual abuse judgement acquitting Jackson to the OJ Simpson murder trial for example is rank stupidity. Simpson’s case displayed no legal or civil similarities or precedents in relation to Jackson’s only in that the accused was an African American male and a “celebrity”. Of course in the world of ignorant conspiracy this is enough to be let off with breaking the law yes?
No.
Simpson’s freedom was won through a mixture of HOW and WHEN it all happened. Despite a healthy amount of physical evidence, dogged determination from his defence team helped to deflect the true nature of the case, a post Rodney King jittery judiciary and botched police practices to name but a few won the day. None of these applied in the Jackson case, because, put simply, unlike with Simpson, the prosecution didnt go far enough in actually proving there was a case to be answered. Of course people will believe what they believe, and I’m not going to stand in anyone’s way there. But I will say that bringing up the Simpson case in comparison is redundant. One may as well compare it to a traffic citation. It is saddening to see people eagerly jump to such erroneous examples. Says a lot really.As for mass hysteria gig and some of the Princess Diana comparisons I’ve been reading? Let me deal with the latter first .. with all due respect to the Princess, she was neither artistic creator, entertainer or globably recognised as being touched by any true gift of genius. Granted, she was well loved and respected.. by none more so than the British people who showed a nobility at times in a national coming together with grief. Cynics would call this “mass hysteria”, and yes, some do take it a bit too far. I agree in part that Diana’s case was one such instance.. Jackson’s , yet again. is different. For something or someone to be at once universal, yet also possessing the gift of touching each of us, individually on an intimate level is an exceptional thing.
We all know his songs.. they are everywhere.. but I guarantee you each one means something different to us all. This gift is one of the very pinnacles of human expression and bonding, reiterating that it is the very celebration of our differences that ultimately and paradoxically brings us closer. It is crucial, and when one of it’s most luminary exponents is lost it makes the world a far darker place. The rush to spite and cynicism.. the frantic rummaging for some manner of critical precedent in the last few days only goes to prove this fact.. as long as humanity craves for the lifeblood of creativity, it will (alas) prey on it’s wasted corpse. -
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