November 14, 2010
Meditate for a minute: Tommy Emmanuel with 'Angelina'
Attention any guitarist who ever imagined the thankless task that was borne by our favorite god-like talents (Eric Clapton) who spent endless hours refining their chops (during those lean and dark days) - working toward a sound that sounded effortless: Just STFU. You have another think coming. Australian Tommy Emmanuel makes it look so ridiculously easy. Start by watching his right (picking) hand during the closeups. His pinky finger performs a dance all on it's own. Not to mention this flatpick/fingerpick style that you will never master.
Israel Kamakawiwo'ole: At once haunting and beautiful
RIP Israel. We will hear your voice for all time through the astonishing legacy of the music you left for us. Thank you.
Make the voices stop!
It's about time. The Catholic Church has finally stopped farting around with settling priest abuse lawsuits and trashing women and gays long enough to take a stand on something the church is good at. Exorcism!
Now, American bishops are holding a conference on Friday and Saturday to prepare more priests and bishops to respond to the demand. The purpose is not necessarily to revive the practice, the organizers say, but to help Catholic clergy members learn how to distinguish who really needs an exorcism from who really needs a psychiatrist, or perhaps some pastoral care.
November 12, 2010
Who would've thought...
...that Chimpy would plagiarize other legitimate authors for his stupid book?
<Via Huffington>
When Crown Publishing inked a deal with George W. Bush for his memoirs, the publisher knew it wasn't getting Faulkner. But the book, at least, promises "gripping, never-before-heard detail" about the former president's key decisions, offering to bring readers "aboard Air Force One on 9/11, in the hours after America's most devastating attack since Pearl Harbor; at the head of the table in the Situation Room in the moments before launching the war in Iraq," and other undisclosed and weighty locations.
Crown also got a mash-up of worn-out anecdotes from previously published memoirs written by his subordinates, from which Bush lifts quotes word for word, passing them off as his own recollections. He took equal license in lifting from nonfiction books about his presidency or newspaper or magazine articles from the time. Far from shedding light on how the president approached the crucial "decision points" of his presidency, the clip jobs illuminate something shallower and less surprising about Bush's character: He's too lazy to write his own memoir.
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