“That’s one of those movies that I’ve never seen for some reason,” sighed bh wistfully, and looked off into the distance for a long moment. “Couldn’t tell you why.”
the pogues are for drinking … the other day after not finding any wine I found a wonderful tasty bottle of rum the golden piss-coloured kind that burns going down… damn but I left it at home so I have to wait til later
Five Finger Death Punch? I thought that was a kung-fu striking move :)
Seriously, that band in that video reminded me of a cartoon I once saw about some heavy-metal reality called Metalacalypse. I didn’t think that sound was out there anymore.
There’s a World Series about to break out. (Rangers in 6) For a nice dose of the wistful, it’s a good time to (re)read Lawrence Ritter’s book The Glory of Their Times.
I was in a bar last Friday night, as usual, when “The Dark Side” played on the satellite radio. I then tried to explain “Eddie and the Cruisers” to my friend who was with me (and is 8 years younger). I don’t think I got it right.
Yeah, well, there’s no world series breaking out here in the NYC area, because our cable provider is in an argument with FOX over the latter’s desire to raise their rates by 150 million dollars a year. This is the second week of the pissing contest…
I only got to see one game of the NLCS! I mean, my wife is a Jankeez Junkie anyway, so there was no doubt that we’d be watching them, but I prefer the NL, and would have liked to see some of the NLCS.
I tried sticking my head out the window and screaming, “I’m mad as hell! and I’m not gonna take it anymore!”, but I guess no one was listening…
Just caught one of these in the downstairs bathroom. Wingspan every bit of 17 cm as advertised, when I first caught a glimpse of it I thought it was a little bat. Very cool critter.
#28 With all due candour, appearing on your own reality show on the Discovery Channel, I am not certain how that fits in the American calculus of ‘that helps me see you in the Oval Office’Neither did “Bedtime for Bonzo”. A Time for Choosing, however, put the speaker into the California Governor’s Mansion, and eventually the Oval.
A couple of hair’s width less than 6-3/4″, the eye-disk about 1.1 cm dia. When we let it go my sis’s flash camera caught it in flight and the red-eye mirror-back effect is nothing short of demonic.
John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band. From Rhode Island. Never made any sense to me as every band from Jersey in the eighties was doing the Springsteen thing. And Delaware and NE PA and well, not Philly, every band there wanted to be the Cars.
here is contemporary wistful for you Mr. Jeff
oh. that was a crappy link it cut off before the end here is a more better one
this guy is named Lloyd just did a show in Scotland he’s from the same era too he’s wistful like nobody’s business
restoring insanity and mcrib
here is Mr. Roddy Frame he is the wistfulest one
That’s one of those movies that I’ve never seen for some reason.
When I’m feeling wistful I like to start drinking and move right into melancholy.
This might be an Irish thing.
“That’s one of those movies that I’ve never seen for some reason,” sighed bh wistfully, and looked off into the distance for a long moment. “Couldn’t tell you why.”
I should have watched it when I was younger but those days are gone now.
Sigh.
Everyone sing along now.
I’m okay, I’m all right…
cargo cult collapse
Why wistful JeffG? Does the video take you back to your youth?
the pogues are for drinking … the other day after not finding any wine I found a wonderful tasty bottle of rum the golden piss-coloured kind that burns going down… damn but I left it at home so I have to wait til later
I don’t really do wistful. Here’s me feeling penitent.
is flyleaf the one with the paint??
Penitent?
Did you lose patience with the jail-breaking-chicken and do something rash? A final solution perhaps, or a slow roasting?
here is the flyleaf with the paint… I think it’s right proper wistful really, this song
I don’t know about paint, Happy, because I don’t watch many videos.
I’m not penitent right now. I was just giving a for-instance. My music trends more … humn … well, as another example. here is a nice love song
It was prolly my music tastes why jeff thought I was younger than he last week. I’m just immature.
But, perhaps now that I’ve advanced to Classical music, perhaps I’ll start to show my age.
Yea, that’s a good song. But not really wistful. She’s feeling the spirit. Of (whispers) God.
Is it just me, or does that video have a choppy visual going on; like a series of stills?
Five Finger Death Punch? I thought that was a kung-fu striking move :)
Seriously, that band in that video reminded me of a cartoon I once saw about some heavy-metal reality called Metalacalypse. I didn’t think that sound was out there anymore.
I like this artist named Will Barras. A recurring image he uses (example, example, example) is of a sketchy dude in a black suit.
My friend thinks he’s a menacing element but I tend to think he’s just wistful.
There’s a World Series about to break out. (Rangers in 6) For a nice dose of the wistful, it’s a good time to (re)read Lawrence Ritter’s book The Glory of Their Times.
I was in a bar last Friday night, as usual, when “The Dark Side” played on the satellite radio. I then tried to explain “Eddie and the Cruisers” to my friend who was with me (and is 8 years younger). I don’t think I got it right.
Yeah, well, there’s no world series breaking out here in the NYC area, because our cable provider is in an argument with FOX over the latter’s desire to raise their rates by 150 million dollars a year. This is the second week of the pissing contest…
I only got to see one game of the NLCS! I mean, my wife is a Jankeez Junkie anyway, so there was no doubt that we’d be watching them, but I prefer the NL, and would have liked to see some of the NLCS.
I tried sticking my head out the window and screaming, “I’m mad as hell! and I’m not gonna take it anymore!”, but I guess no one was listening…
I never saw this film, but will make a point of putting it on my list of films intended to see.
karl the rover licks his balls:
Karl Rove questions Sarah Palin’s suitability for president
Just caught one of these in the downstairs bathroom. Wingspan every bit of 17 cm as advertised, when I first caught a glimpse of it I thought it was a little bat. Very cool critter.
Man, you live in the frickin’ jungle. Or the Carboniferous period.
I’d carry a machete around either way.
Did you use a skeet gun on it?
Okay, that’s cool. Would feel a bit guilty if I learned that after I killed the monster.
MOTHRA LIVES!
Wistful doesn’t have to stay passive, it can spur action.
Fishing net Bob, let the sucker go but it’s still trying to get in the house where the moon is.
Same melody as Springsteins'”Promised Land” only slower tempo.
#29 They are so large they make a soft buzzing noise while in flight.
#28 With all due candour, appearing on your own reality show on the Discovery Channel, I am not certain how that fits in the American calculus of ‘that helps me see you in the Oval Office’Neither did “Bedtime for Bonzo”. A Time for Choosing, however, put the speaker into the California Governor’s Mansion, and eventually the Oval.
HTML fail
Genetics, is there anything it can’t do?
As soon as the president started appearing on talk shows after being elected, it was all over as far as I’m concerned. It’s all fair game.
That moth is big enough to be a flying prawn.
I bet it tastes good if cleaned and cooked in butter. But everything tastes good in butter.
In Tanzania once had termites sauted in ghee. Not bad really, kinds crunchy land shrimp.
not-wistful but not on no Glee soundtrack neither
not exactly a Susan Boyle moment just a kick-ass 16-year-old – you have to go like 1:20 in
Well, let’s see — 25 cm is (IIRC) slightly less than ten inches, so 17cm would be about seven?
I hope you counted all of your pets and small children after getting that thing outside.
A couple of hair’s width less than 6-3/4″, the eye-disk about 1.1 cm dia. When we let it go my sis’s flash camera caught it in flight and the red-eye mirror-back effect is nothing short of demonic.
Antaeus, eh?
Don’t let it touch the ground.
John Cafferty and the Beaver Brown Band. From Rhode Island. Never made any sense to me as every band from Jersey in the eighties was doing the Springsteen thing. And Delaware and NE PA and well, not Philly, every band there wanted to be the Cars.
Except for Beru Revue. They were awesome.
I thought The Hooters were a lot of fun. Ditto George Thorogood.
Carin, your musical tastes are so much like mine it’s scary. Are you sure you haven’t been raiding my MP3 player? ;-)