“Facebook seems to want to pull everything in to its playground,whereas Google seem rather more inclined to make their toys show up wherever you already are. Sometimes,anyway –although I sense their thinking about all this is probably as confused as mine is.” One of Michael O’Conner Clarke’s excellent Thoughts on Google+ this morning.

Which is certainly more human of Google. Being confused. Though it feels odd to say so. Read the rest of this entry »

Oh go ahead. Hit full screen. They don’t come much more beautiful than this. And with that iconic sound. Think of it—two notes that not only speak the Sixties—and honey, if you don’t know the level of social unrest of the Sixties, the assassinations, the deaths, you don’t really know America, nor what lazy, lulled shits we have, as a country, become—but here they go all over again, those notes, these lyrics, Chuck D, and, in such a beauty move, Steven Stills … Read the rest of this entry »

Kids, I hadn’t planned on writing about Alice’s Restaurant …

Birds on the Wires by Jarbas Agnelli.

I have wondered about this all of my life—and now here it is.

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July 3, This suddenly became available to embed … Crank it up and enjoy.

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This was the moment Michael Jackson became the hottest person in the world. This performance exploded. We had never seen anything like it—and will never see his likes again.

After all the work—since childhood—and all the shit, Mr. Jackson, it is my hope you rest, at last, in peace.

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Well so it is, boys and girls. The Last Hippie Chick, and I ain’t done yet. Oh no. Not by a long shot.

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Charming intro, one senses, to a return to authenticity for Paul. No doubt we have Miss Tacky-Nighties to thank. I know I feel better about the man than I have in years … it’s palpable, age, genuine good spirits, never mind the bloody talent. The test will be, shall he have to dis John Lennon again.

Redemption lives in the strangest corners of our lives.