Aesthetics, Celebrity, Conservatism, Left-Liberalism And Progressivisim, Pop-Culture, Sex
If you think about it, Playboy magazine was quite innocent compared to today’s’ prime-time smut. Watching Kim Kardashian clothed is much more obscene than, say, Patti Mcguire’s Playboy spread in the 1970s.
Hugh Hefner was certainly a degenerate, but conservatives crowing like leftist feminists about his exploitation of women is worse than silly. (Although Ross Douthat, author of “Speaking Ill of Hugh Hefner,” is as good as a liberal.)
Aesthetics, Art, Human Accomplishment, Music, Pop-Culture
Some respite. A thoughtful reader sends the lyrics and music of “Brother Of Mine” by Yes. Simply sublime.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U5LNojKALxc
Brother Of Mine
So giving all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason
A special reason
In the Big Dream
We are heroes
We are dreamers
Of the Big Dream
Someone told me
There are brothers
Live forever
In the big sky
Just hear your voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
You’re a brother of mine
Sing out you sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
We the travellers of time
See the desert
We have walked the path
Of all the known religions
In the Big Dream
We are brothers, we are sisters
Of the Big Dream
Just hear your voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
You’re a brother of mine
Sing out you sisters
All the dreams of the world
Nothing can come between us
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can’t believe we’re ready to
Run another
Run another
Run another
Fourth Dimension Dream
Always the way it seems
I can’t believe we’re ready to
See the world for what it really is
In the full moon
Took me by surprise
It opened up my eyes
I can’t believe we’re ready to
Run another
Run another
Run another
Fourth dimension dream
Always the way it seems
Just hear the voice
In all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
You’re a brother of mine
We hold our hands together
Be the sunshine
Nothing can come between us
You’re a sister of time
Just hear the voice
Sing all the songs of the earth
Nothing can come between us
Nothing can come between us
Nothing can come between us
So give it all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So giving all the love you have
There is a special reason to come true
So giving all the love you have
Never be afraid to show your heart
So give it all the love you have
There is a special reason
There is a special reason this time
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Living my life in the Big Dream
Long lost brother of mine
Walking away from illusion
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing me fly like an eagle
Long lost brother of mine
Watching me walk in the full moon
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
Long lost brother of mine
Walking this dream everlasting
So it’s there
Putting one into one special reason
So it’s there
Putting one into one
One another. Sure can. Sure can
It’s a further dimension
Coming at us for the very first time
It’s the second attention
Realising it all of the time
Re-defining this long lost passion
For the living we’re in
This will be the first of many
I be telling you
Long lost brother of mine
Walking the dream evolution
Long lost brother of mine
Singing the sisters of freedom
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing the fathers of wisdom
Long lost brother of mine
Seeing my life for the first time
So it’s there, but to want it to one special reason
Yes it’s there, but to want it to want one another
So it’s there, but to want it to one special reason
Yes it’s there, you can see what you want to see
Long lost brother of mine…
Written by Geoff Downes, John Roy Anderson, Rick Wakeman, Steve James Howe, William Scott
Jon Anderson – lead vocals Bill Bruford – drums, percussion Rick Wakeman – keyboards Steve Howe – guitar, backing vocals Jeff Berlin – bass Julian Colbeck – additional keyboards Milton McDonald – guitar
UPDATE (2/18/023): While it has plenty odd time signatures; it also has exquisite compositional complexity, masterful execution, top-notch musicianship. AND THIS IS LIVE. Indistinguishable from the studio version.
Most so-called musicians today, other than classical, are inaudible and tuneless live without the mighty Auto-Tune: the “holy grail of recording,” that “corrects intonation problems in vocals or solo instruments, in real time, without distortion or artifacts.”
Live ABWH (performing “Brother of Mine”) is as good as a studio performance:
Melania killed it on President Trump’s protracted romp around the Muslim world, his visit with the Muslim pontiff, and his stop in Israel with Bibi and his klafte of a wife (as in a nag).
Melania deserved to have her moment in the limelight WITHOUT Ivanka (member of the diabolical Javanka duo), who has inserted herself into every issue of state.
As an American Thinker columnist put it, “If you love your father, Ivaka, take your kids and you husband and go back to New York.”
RELATED: “What Ivanka Wants, Ivanka Gets.”
Your new hair is magnificent, Megyn Kelly. You’re a pretty girl. But boy!, are you vain and a tad vacuous. The way you always bring the Kelly File show back to … yourself. Does that take skill or just all consuming narcissism?
Today we learned from motormouth herself that because she’s so cute (presumably), she was given a stripper name by her sources when investigating a story about a stripper who cried rape.
When she first burst on to the Fox News scene, years ago, Kelly announced in an interview that she was beautiful inside and out. She might have meant to say boastful.
After the much needed dressing-down and time-out forced by her snarling attack on Donald Trump, Kelly was a little more demure. She has since rebounded, rushing to make hay on the Charlie Rose show, where she was utterly charming, as she always is.
Yet the constant onslaught of Kelly charisma has become off-putting.
With Rose, Kelly slipped up again by bringing it back to herself: She told the interviewer and his viewers how Fox News boss Roger Aisles had liked “the package: the smarts, the looks, the voice.”
Her words about herself.
In the same interview, I noticed her glowing (and sweet) references to her kids, but nothing for her husband, whom she often allows into the studio when he has a book to flog (the nepotistic school of journalism is big with bimbo journos). Is all still well on that front? Or, has Kelly been forced to seek the counsel of her favorite wise man, Dr. Phil?
Glad the hair-do is fixed. The Fox News hair stylist is awful. An exemplar of her (or his) creation is Kimberly G-String’s rigid wig. The Hair sits on Guilfoyle’s head like a helmet. Andrea Tarantula’s stiff coif and Megyn Kelly’s old, shaggy hair extensions—all were awful.
Megyn’s new hair is neat. A good cut has replaced the old, matted shag that likely needed extensive reviving before each show.
Let’s leave the spandex, cling-wrap, cheap looking garments the broads on Fox News swaddle themselves in. Surely they can afford some gorgeous couture? Take a page out of Taylor Swift’s wardrobe or Kate Middleton’s. Beautifully tailored, high-end clothes are so flattering if one can afford them, sartorial essentials Ann Coulter is missing too.