Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Monday, November 1, 2010
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Yusuf Islam in London. - Don't Be Shy
Yusuf Islam was born Steven Demetre Georgiou in London, England and was originally and commonly known by his former stage name Cat Stevens.
Monday, August 16, 2010
If you don't have a reason...FIND ONE !
John Lennon - Woman Is the Nigger of the World
The U.S. vs. John Lennon
The U.S. vs. John Lennon
Saturday, July 24, 2010
"If I want you to love me "- Experiments on "reverse engineering" and Stockholm Syndrome
One of the specialties of Bruce Jessen, a known CIA torture psychologist, was "coping with isolation in a hostage environment". He was also one of the psychologists who "reverse-engineered" techniques originally designed to train U.S. soldiers to resist torture if captured and created some of the so called "enhanced interrogation techniques". "Stockholm Syndrome" is also an important "feature" in his "portfolio. The following are some of the articles with detailed information of his role in the Torture Program, torture experiments, "creating" Stockholm Syndrome", destroying minds etc. . . :
Torture Architects James Mitchell and Bruce Jessen "In Road to Maui"- by Jeff Kaye, Jun 18, 2009
http://firedoglake.com/2009/06/18/torture-architects-mitchell-jessen-in-road-to-maui/
“Targets of Opportunity”: Corruption, Contractors, and the Origins of the SERE Torture Program-by: Jeff Kaye, June 14, 2009
http://firedoglake.com/2009/06/14/targets-of-opportunity-corruption-contractors-and-the-origins-of-the-sere-torture-program/
The CIA's torture teachers - by Mark Benjamin- June 21, 2007
http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2007/06/21/cia_sere/print.html
About the term:
The origin of the term Stockholm Syndrome is related to a crime (a bank robbery and hostage crisis) in Stockholm, Sweden in 1973. A falsehood created about the violent criminal act was that one or two of of the criminals became engaged to their captives. This myth may stem from poor translation of the phrase "engagera sig med någon" that in Swedish does not mean "to become engaged to someone" as it was translated. Joe Meno, author of "Demons in Spring", wrote a short fictionalized story entitled "Stockholm 1973" based on the events in Stockholm.
"Stockholm Syndrome "
BY "YOU LA TENGO"
BY "MUSE"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXN9acC9edU
Torture Architects James Mitchell and Bruce Jessen "In Road to Maui"- by Jeff Kaye, Jun 18, 2009
http://firedoglake.com/2009/06/18/torture-architects-mitchell-jessen-in-road-to-maui/
“Targets of Opportunity”: Corruption, Contractors, and the Origins of the SERE Torture Program-by: Jeff Kaye, June 14, 2009
http://firedoglake.com/2009/06/14/targets-of-opportunity-corruption-contractors-and-the-origins-of-the-sere-torture-program/
The CIA's torture teachers - by Mark Benjamin- June 21, 2007
http://www.salon.com/news/feature/2007/06/21/cia_sere/print.html
About the term:
The origin of the term Stockholm Syndrome is related to a crime (a bank robbery and hostage crisis) in Stockholm, Sweden in 1973. A falsehood created about the violent criminal act was that one or two of of the criminals became engaged to their captives. This myth may stem from poor translation of the phrase "engagera sig med någon" that in Swedish does not mean "to become engaged to someone" as it was translated. Joe Meno, author of "Demons in Spring", wrote a short fictionalized story entitled "Stockholm 1973" based on the events in Stockholm.
"Stockholm Syndrome "
BY "YOU LA TENGO"
BY "MUSE"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gXN9acC9edU
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Rome, Italy - 2007 - In the Cage
Genesis in Rome, 2007 - In The Cage - Phil Collins
From the album "The Lamb Lies Down On Brodway"- 1974. (Phil Collins-Mike Rutherford-Tony Banks-Daryl Stuermer-Chester Thompson)
In The Cage (The Lamb Lies Down On Brodway)
I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep, deep in the deep.
He wakes in a cold sweat with a strong urge to vomit. There's no sign of the cocoon and he can see more of the cave about him. There is much more of the glowing water dripping from the roof and
Ctites and stalagmites are forming and decomposing at an alarming rate all around him.
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast - turn sour
Turn sweat - turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave.
Get me out of this cave!
As fear and shock register, he assures himself that self-control will provide some security, but this thought is abandoned as the stalactites and stalagmites lock into a fixed position, forming
E whose bars are moving in towards him.
If I keep my self-control,
I'll be safe in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief,
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit just never learns.
Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight.
Lips are dry, throat is dry.
Feel like burning, stomach churning,
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
At one moment there is a flash of light and he sees an infinite network of cages all strung together by a ropelike material.
In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They're netted by their strings,
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.
As the rocky bars press in on rael's body, he sees his brother John outside, looking in. John's face is motionless despite screams for help, but in his vacant expression a tear of blood forms an
Ckles down his cheek. then he calmly walks away leaving rael to face the pains which are beginning to sweep through his body.
Outside the cage I see my brother John,
He turns his head so slowly round.
I cry out help! before he can be gone,
And he looks at me without a sound.
And I shout out 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek,
And I watch him turn away and leave the cage.
My little runaway.
(raindrops keep failing on my head, they keep falling on my...)
In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still. pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building, can't take more.
My headaches charge, earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
However, just as JOHN walks out of sight, the cage dissolves and rael is left spinning like a top.
Outside John disappears, my cage dissolves,
Without any reason my body revolves.
Keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
Turning around,
Spinning around.
(round, round, round, round...)
From the album "The Lamb Lies Down On Brodway"- 1974. (Phil Collins-Mike Rutherford-Tony Banks-Daryl Stuermer-Chester Thompson)
In The Cage (The Lamb Lies Down On Brodway)
I got sunshine in my stomach
Like I just rocked my baby to sleep.
I got sunshine in my stomach
But I can't keep me from creeping sleep,
Sleep, deep in the deep.
He wakes in a cold sweat with a strong urge to vomit. There's no sign of the cocoon and he can see more of the cave about him. There is much more of the glowing water dripping from the roof and
Ctites and stalagmites are forming and decomposing at an alarming rate all around him.
Rockface moves to press my skin
White liquid turn sour within
Turn fast - turn sour
Turn sweat - turn sour.
Must tell myself that I'm not here.
I'm drowning in a liquid fear.
Bottled in a strong compression,
My distortion shows obsession
In the cave.
Get me out of this cave!
As fear and shock register, he assures himself that self-control will provide some security, but this thought is abandoned as the stalactites and stalagmites lock into a fixed position, forming
E whose bars are moving in towards him.
If I keep my self-control,
I'll be safe in my soul.
And the childhood belief
Brings a moment's relief,
But my cynic soon returns
And the lifeboat burns.
My spirit just never learns.
Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight.
Lips are dry, throat is dry.
Feel like burning, stomach churning,
I'm dressed up in a white costume
Padding out leftover room.
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
At one moment there is a flash of light and he sees an infinite network of cages all strung together by a ropelike material.
In the glare of a light,
I see a strange kind of sight;
Of cages joined to form a star
Each person can't go very far;
All tied to their things
They're netted by their strings,
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings.
As the rocky bars press in on rael's body, he sees his brother John outside, looking in. John's face is motionless despite screams for help, but in his vacant expression a tear of blood forms an
Ckles down his cheek. then he calmly walks away leaving rael to face the pains which are beginning to sweep through his body.
Outside the cage I see my brother John,
He turns his head so slowly round.
I cry out help! before he can be gone,
And he looks at me without a sound.
And I shout out 'John please help me!'
But he does not even want to try to speak.
I'm helpless in my violent rage
And a silent tear of blood dribbles down his cheek,
And I watch him turn away and leave the cage.
My little runaway.
(raindrops keep failing on my head, they keep falling on my...)
In a trap, feel a strap
Holding still. pinned for kill.
Chances narrow that I'll make it,
In the cushioned straight-jacket.
Just like 22nd street,
They got me by my neck and feet.
Pressures building, can't take more.
My headaches charge, earaches roar.
In this pain
Get me out of this pain.
If I could change to liquid,
I could fill the cracks up in the rocks.
I know that I am solid
And I am my own bad luck.
However, just as JOHN walks out of sight, the cage dissolves and rael is left spinning like a top.
Outside John disappears, my cage dissolves,
Without any reason my body revolves.
Keep on turning,
Keep on turning,
Turning around,
Spinning around.
(round, round, round, round...)
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Saturday, March 20, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
JEAN MICHEL JARRE - Equinoxe 5
Jean-Michel André Jarre was born in Lyon, France, on 24 August 1948, the son of composer Maurice Jarre, and French Resistance member and concentration camp survivor France Jarre .
He is a composer regarded as a pioneer in the electronic, synthpop, ambient and New Age genres.
With the album OXYGÈNE, he gained his reputation as an environment-conscious citizen of the planet and an active militant for its safe-guard.
In 1993 he accepted the offer to become a Goodwill Ambassador of Tolerance and Youth for UNESCO.
In 1995, in front of the Eiffel Tower he celebrated the 50th anniversary of the United Nations performing at the "Concert for Tolerance", on Bastille Day.
(http://jarreuk.info/14-july-1995-france-paris-eiffel-tower-concert-pour-la-tolerance)
Official You Tube Page : http://www.youtube.com/jeanmicheljarre?gl=GB&hl=en-GB
On April 5, 1986, Jarre performed in Houston, Texas, USA, for an audience of 1,300,000 approx.(Rendez-Vous )
He is a composer regarded as a pioneer in the electronic, synthpop, ambient and New Age genres.
With the album OXYGÈNE, he gained his reputation as an environment-conscious citizen of the planet and an active militant for its safe-guard.
In 1993 he accepted the offer to become a Goodwill Ambassador of Tolerance and Youth for UNESCO.
In 1995, in front of the Eiffel Tower he celebrated the 50th anniversary of the United Nations performing at the "Concert for Tolerance", on Bastille Day.
(http://jarreuk.info/14-july-1995-france-paris-eiffel-tower-concert-pour-la-tolerance)
Official You Tube Page : http://www.youtube.com/jeanmicheljarre?gl=GB&hl=en-GB
On April 5, 1986, Jarre performed in Houston, Texas, USA, for an audience of 1,300,000 approx.(Rendez-Vous )
Thursday, March 4, 2010
La Valse à sale temps - J'ai besoin de la lune - Manu Chao
J'ai besoin de la lune pour lui parler la nuit. J'ai besoin du soleil pour me chauffer la vie.
Me Llaman Calle - Manu Chao (They Call Me "Street" in English)
March 8th, 2010 - Centennial of International Women's Day
Manu Chao is a French folk singer. He sings in French, Spanish, Galician, Portuguese, Arabic, English and Wolof, often mixing several languages in the same song.(http://www.manuchao.net/)
Sunday, February 7, 2010
Reclaim the Night - RAPE
International Women's Day - March 8, 2010
"Reclaim the Night"
sung at Greenham Common women's peace camp
Celebrating March 8, 2010:
The United Nations Global Fund for WomenIt is a grantmaking foundation supporting women’s human rights organisations around the world working to address critical issues such as gaining economic independence, increasing girls’ access to education and stopping violence against women and girls. Visit:
http://www.globalfundforwomen.org/cms/
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