November 18, 2008 by bcrdukes.

…Life does go on. Especially when you’re so phased by everything around you.

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November 15, 2008 by bcrdukes.

Choose one, stick with one, and only one.

No other.

A special song for a special girl. Don’t fuck up what you have for she may be the best you’ll ever meet in your life for there is No Mercy for the Rude.

Feist - Inside and Out (Apostle of Hustle UnMix Live @ The BBC)
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Baby, I can’t figure it out
Your kisses taste like honey
Sweet lies don’t gimme no rise up
For what you’re trying to do

Livin’ on your cheatin’
And the pain grows inside me
It’s enough to leave me crying in the rain
Love you forever but you’re driving me insane
And I’m hanging on
Oh, oh, oh, oh

I’ll wait, I’ll never give in
Our love has got the power
Too many heartaches in one lifetime
Ain’t good for me
You figure it’s the love that keeps you warm
Let this moment be forever
We won’t ever feel the storm

I ain’t no vision, I’m the girl
Who loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire?

Wrap myself up and take me home again
Too many heartaches in one lifetime ain’t good for you
You figure it’s the love that keeps you warm
Let this moment be forever
We won’t ever feel the storm

I ain’t no vision, I’m the girl
Who loves you inside and out
Backwards and forwards with my heart hanging out
I love no other way
What are we gonna do if we lose that fire?

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November 10, 2008 by bcrdukes.

The nice part about being a pessimist is that you are constantly being either proven right or pleasantly surprised.
- George F. Will

You must not think me necessarily foolish because I am facetious, nor will I consider you necessarily wise because you are grave.
- Sydney Smith

I’m tired of all this nonsense about beauty being only skin-deep. That’s deep enough. What do you want, an adorable pancreas?
- Jean Kerr

Life is a crock full of shit, I tell you.

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November 3, 2008 by bcrdukes.

…along the streets of Paris just outside Saint Lazare Metro. Cobble stone roads, people walking up and down the streets with their child and dog. Businessmen toting their briefcases and beautiful Parisian women with long legs.

A warm sunny day in Paris, I recall, sitting down at the cafe sipping on poison also known as French roast coffee, I wasted away entranced by this one jazz anthem by Koop and Astor Piazzolla - Vuelvo Al Sur - “I Return To the South.” Light high hat taps, snare drum rim shots, running bass accompanied by a French accordian, a cheezy electronic piano, and a happy go-by’er whistling away along the coast.

I love this song. Brings back some very wonderful days in my life. Those carefree days where I did as I pleased with nobody to hold me back, alone and away across the Atlantic all by myself. Smile and enjoy.

Astor Piazzolla & Koop - Vuelvo Al Sur (Right click - Save As)

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November 2, 2008 by bcrdukes.

…believe in Angels? Because I do.

The Archangel Gabriel - Master of God. One of Seven Archangels. The Angel of Death.

A wonderful vocal piece by Lamb, perhaps their most famous single that put them on the countless chill-out albums across the globe, famous enough to make the Cafe Del Mar tracklist. Smooth female vocals and climatic instrumentals that rock me to sleep reaffirming me that life still has hope, love, and friendship.

Lamb - Gabriel (Right click - Save As)

I can fly
But I want his wings
I can shine even in the darkness
But I crave the light that he brings
Revel in the songs that he sings
My angel gabriel

I can love
But I need his heart
I am strong even on my own
But from him I never want to part
He’s been there since the very start
My angel gabriel
My angel gabriel

Bless the day he came to be
Angel’s wings carried him to me
Heavenly
I can fly
But I want his wings
I can shine even in the darkness
But I crave the light that he brings
Revel in the songs that he sings
My angel gabriel x 3

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