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Chris Flannery – Page 29 – I'd rather be the pauper of Scranton than the King of Wilkes-Barre

Jimmy Cliff vs. Led Zeppelin

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I noticed a strong similarity between the bass lines in [tag]Jimmy Cliff[/tag]’s “If I Follow My Mind” (If I Follow My Mind, 1976) and [tag]Led Zeppelin[/tag]’s “The Rover”(Physical Graffiti, 1975).

Just one of those things. I searched around and didn’t find any connections… so I just made one.

“If I Follow My Mind” – lyrics by Jimmy Cliff as transcribed by me

if i follow my mind
i’ll never go wrong
i woulda sing that song
it wouldn’t take so long
never never could do wrong
baby

if i follow my heart
i’d live by emotions
in my every notion
it would lead me astray now
each and every day now
baby
if i follow my heart

my mind is a fine mind
my mind is a right mind
my mind is a clear mind, clear mind

if i follow my mind
i’ll never go wrong
i woulda sing that song
it wouldn’t take so long
never never could do wrong
baby
if i follow my mind

my mind is a fine mind
my mind is a right mind
my mind: mighty fine mind, fine mind
if i follow my mind

if i follow my heart
i’d live by emotions
in my every notion
and it would lead me astray now
each and every day now
baby

if I follow my mind
i’ll never go wrong
i woulda sing that song
it wouldn’t take so long
never never could do wrong
if i’d follow my mind
if i’d follow my mind
if i’d follow my mind
if i’d follow my mind

Market Street Bridge

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How many pieces of plate metal do you use before deciding to replacing the bridge?

[tag]Market Street Bridge[/tag], [tag]Scranton[/tag], PA

I miss the rattling noise.

My Personality…

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You Have A Type A- Personality


A-


You are one of the most balanced people around
Motivated and focused, you are good at getting what you want
You rule at success, but success doesn’t rule you.

When it’s playtime, you really know how to kick back
Whether it’s hanging out with friends or doing something you love!
You live life to the fullest – encorporating the best of both worlds

White Boy from Scranton (1992)

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In 1992, I had a pretty good grasp of black culture and the urban racial issues being brought out by the Rodney King trial. Being that there were about 6 black people in Scranton, I had to feed my mind with MTV and Naughty By Nature Lyrics.

If you ain’t never been to the ghetto
Don’t ever come to the ghetto
‘Cause you wouldn’t understand the ghetto
So stay the fuck out of the ghetto
Why me? Why me?

My class took a field trip to Philadelphia where I was thrilled to finally see real black people. Some of my friends bought “X” hats which were popular with the the release of Spike Lee’s Malcolm X. I remember regretting not getting one – they’d never have these in Scranton!

Twee Pop

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I never new there was a name for it….

[tag]Twee pop[/tag] is a type of indie pop that is known for simple, sweet melodies and lyrics, often with jangling guitars and a noted emphasis on childlike naivete.

Twee, a baby-talk alteration of “sweet”, is an English term for something that is overly sweet or knowingly cute.

That in mind I’ve been listening alot to:
Architecture in Helsinki, The Boy Least Likely To, and Suburban Kids With Biblical Names

Dry Cities

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I just realized why I didnt like Atlanta when I visited. There are no rivers or bodies of water.

By this rationale I have decided to never visit:
Reno, Las Vegas, Tucson, Houston, Dallas and Charlotte

Baltimore

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B & O Railroad Museum:




more pictures
They’re trains, what do you expect?

Inner Harbor:

Eat crabs.

Camden Yards:


Baltimore wins in the bottom of the 9th on Ramon Hernandez’s walk-off homerun. Camden Yards is still the best ballpark in America.

[tag]Baltimore, B&O, Trains, Railroads, Camden Yards, Orioles, Inner Harbor[/tag]

Washington D.C.

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I attended my first businessman’s special baseball game at RFK to see the Mets pound the Nationals. RFK is an odd place from the outside but the seats seemed to be good from just about anywhere (for baseball mind you).

For some reason I took no pictures. So I’ll pretend like I did:

[tag]Nationals, RFK, Washington[/tag]

New David Plowden Book

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In May, David Plowden’s “A Handful of Dust: Photographs of Disappearing America” will be available. If you’re unfamiliar – get learned!
www.davidplowden.com

He is the greatest living photographer to capture the rise and fall of Industrial America.

All photographs are property of David Plowden.

[tag]David Plowden, Photography, Industry, Railroads[/tag]

The Chris Flannery Band

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I started a band today. Pretty remarkable how well we gelled together… so much so that we cut an album as well. The album is called “The New Fertilizer” and will be out tomorrow. I hope to post some mp3s soon. I only plan on touring for the summer – and there will absolutley not be any live cds or bootleging. Be forewarned.

The art of love is largely the art of persistence.
-Albert Ellis

R.I.P. Gene Pitney

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Gene Pitney: The great Amercian who destroyed his own career by promoting the British Invasion.

Always a big fan of his oldies hits playing in the grocery store… and later finding out all the songs he wrote for other pop sensations. Remarkable.

My favorite collaboration of his was the dirty unreleased song he sang with the Rolling Stones (w/ Graham Nash and Allan Clarke), about Andrew Oldham (the Rolling Stones ex-producer)…. Andrew’s Blues.

Eef Barzelay – Bitter Honey

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[tag]Eef Barzelay[/tag]
Lead singer of [tag]Clem Snide[/tag].
Sounds like Clem Snide less three people.

Overall a pleasant album with quirky and ironic songs.
Not many could get away with indie-countryish song with lyrics about rap video ho’s..

    Ballad of Bitter Honey:

That was my ass you saw bouncing
Next to Ludacris
It was only on the screen for a second
But it’s kinda hard to miss

And all those other hoochie skanks
Ain’t got shit on me
And one of Nelly’s bodyguards,
He totally agrees

My mother cleaned the homes of weatlthy people til teh day
She died and so to california
I did make my way
I tried to finish nursing school
I really wanted to, you see
But all those boken bodies
Well, they really got to me

And they all think I’m stupid
I can see it in their eyes
But I know whats inside their hearts
I penetrate their lies
Sometime it gets me crazy
But I’ll keep my feelings hid
Because i know deep inside they’re only
Freightened little kids

And If I press my breasts together
And arch my back just so
I can ask for pretty things
And they will not say no
No one should have to suffer
No one should go with out
Don’t hate me ‘cause I know just what this world is all about
Don’t hate me ‘cause I know just what this world is all about

or my personal favorite:

    I Wasn’t Really Drunk:

You look so pretty when you have been drinking,
I don’t care that your friends say you’re a mess.
You laugh at all my jokes no one else does.
So I’ll feel it’s only right I must confess.
You see I wasn’t really drunk, I was just pretending.
Because I wanted so much to feel the way you do.
You know this party seems never ending.
And I would gladly sip my champagne from your shoe.

Take a listen @ http://www.myspace.com/eefbarzelay