Dear god, I have to wait three months for this? Want want WANT.
You see…this is how it works. Omar reads my last post and then emails me saying, I don’t see songs from the new album streaming at any of the obvious places on the web. To which I said, You’re right. I took his simple but effective suggestion and walla…
You can now stream every song from Aide Memoire in its entirety on YouTube starting with Track 1 above. I left out “Wooly Mammoths” since there’s already a video for that song.
WHAT DOES THIS MEAN FOR YOU?
- Listen to the music for free whenever you want
- Post/Embed the videos on Facebook, your blog, other band’s blogs, wherever
- Click LIKE for each video
- Send the links to people who you think might dig the music
Many of you have already sent me suggestions via email. Thank you for participating!!! I’m looking into everything and will get back to you with updates. Keep the ideas coming.
And don’t forget to LIKE this post. Why? So I know you’re reading and this message isn’t just going into the abyss.
Recent photo of a little boy visiting the White House. He wanted to feel Obama’s hair because he wanted to know if the President’s hair felt just like his. Obama obliged. Priceless.
I love this almost as much as the pic of him with Sasha in the bumper car.
Love love love this.
In honor of the Fantastic Four’s 50th Anniversary- Sue, Reed and Ben
I love this guy’s style. I get a huge Betty Draper vibe from Sue, although I’m pretty sure that, despite being a drawing, she is emoting more genuinely than January Jones ever has.
“Clarence lived a wonderful life. He carried within him a love of people that made them love him. He created a wondrous and extended family. He loved the saxophone, loved our fans and gave everything he had every night he stepped on stage. His loss is immeasurable and we are honored and thankful to have known him and had the opportunity to stand beside him for nearly forty years. He was my great friend, my partner, and with Clarence at my side, my band and I were able to tell a story far deeper than those simply contained in our music. His life, his memory, and his love will live on in that story and in our band.” - Bruce Springsteen
Photo by Danny Clinch
Mr. Clemons’s first encounter with Mr. Springsteen has become E Street Band lore. In most tellings, a lightning storm was rolling through Asbury Park one night in 1971 while Mr. Springsteen was playing a gig there. As Mr. Clemons entered the bar, the wind blew the door off its hinges, and Mr. Springsteen was startled by the towering shadow at the door. Then Mr. Clemons invited himself onstage to play along, and they clicked.
"I swear I will never forget that moment," Mr. Clemons later recalled in an interview. "I felt like I was supposed to be there. It was a magical moment. He looked at me, and I looked at him, and we fell in love. And that’s still there."
- The New York Times
Should say The Mother F—king Honorable. Roy McDonald rules.
“Well, fuck it, I don’t care what you think. I’m trying to do the right thing.”
I am LOVING how all these Republicans are coming out in favor of equal rights for same-sex couples all of the sudden. It’s a really small step toward something really big and amazing. Equality should be a non-partisan issue.
I think they’re finally starting to see the handwriting on the wall. It’s going to happen and all the people who stood against it will be remembered by history as bigots. In 10-15 years we’ll look back on these days and laugh that it was ever even an issue.
A bright spot in all of the political sadness that has abounded lately. Republican or Democrat, I will always give credit where credit is due.
A New York Biker, ticketed for riding in the street, proves the futility of New York’s bike lane laws by crashing into everything obstructing the “bike” lane.
Interesting way to deliver a message and if there’s one thing the internet loves it’s watching people beef over and over again.
This is kind of hilarious. It’s not just New York, dude. I’m taking my life into my own hands any time I ride in the so-called bike lanes in Philly. People double-park in them, leave their car doors open in them, and just stand in them as if they were extensions of the sidewalk. If this were New York, I’d be up to my glasses in tickets from all the times I’ve had to swerve into traffic.
But I’d still rather have a series of near-death experiences on my bike than take SEPTA. On my bike, I don’t have to listen to old ladies read the Bible out loud, deal with inconsiderate assholes who leave their backpacks and briefcases on seats when the bus is so crowded that people are standing, watch women treat their children like an inconvenience, or feel my faith in humanity slipping away as the driver tells a man in a wheelchair that he can’t come on the bus because no one feels like moving to accommodate him.
Renewing American Leadership chairman Jim Garlow at the Faith and Freedom Conference on Friday: “Our President gave a speech a few days ago in which he said, ‘the tragedy of 9/11 was that it robbed so many children of having a mommy or a daddy. Well, you know something Mr. President, your failure to defend marriage and to redefine marriage means that everybody who is under that redefined marriage will lack either a mommy or a daddy and that is morally wrong.”
Simply the most awful thing I have ever heard in relation to gay adoption/marriage.
i cannot process this….
Basically this guy thinks it’s a tragedy on the scale of 9/11 that two people who are in love could raise a child in a stable home, because those two people happen to be both male or both female. The senseless, fiery deaths of 3,000 innocents = a committed couple of men or women giving a happy childhood to a kid who might not otherwise have one. I don’t even know.