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Welcome. I am Caley Middleton and this is a glimpse into my world. You'll see what I see, defile what I defile, eat who I eat. I really can't fathom why you'd stop by, but if you do please leave comments! I absolutely crave, attention.

Monday, March 29, 2004

It's birthday time! It's birthday time!

Wow, I'm turning a whopping twenty-four years young today! (March 30th). All I want for my birthday is World Peace, and a pony. And to stay retired. I don't really want a pony. Sunshine would be nice, as well. Take care of yourselves, I'm a gonn'a go and guilt people into gettin' me stuff. xoxo.

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"I was afraid to be alone,
Now I'm scared that's how I like to be,"
-Azure Ray, November

I can't believe it's been a week since I posted anything. Sorry. As a friend of mine once said, my apollywoggies. It's been a surprisingly busy week, and with my birthday and a number of essays due this week, I anticipate another. And for whomever bet that the movie of the day thing would last one day, you are correct, sir! Anyways, the best I can offer you is to go download all these songs. Because I am a lazy/poor man, you will have to track down the mp3s yourself. I'm sorry.

-Azure Ray, November {one of the saddest greatest songs I've ever heard} (available either thru saddlecreek or Azure Ray's own site)
-Azure Ray, New Resolution (Postal Service remix) {I would be pretty happy if Azure Ray did a whole album with the Postal Service, cuz this is amazing}
-MC Solaar, Caroline {the greatest french hip hop song ever, "je suis l'as du trelfe qui pique ton coeur" brilliant, just brilliant.}
-Beck, Everybody's Gotta Learn Sometimes {it's a good song, but having seen Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, makes it better!}
-TV On the Radio, Dreams {this sounds like the greatest mix of indie rock and Prince, and that's good! (honest)}
-N.E.R.D., She Wants To Move (DFA Remix) {In Search Of... was my favourite album of 2002, but I wasn't really digging the new single, but now thanks to the DFA, I'm diggin' it}
-Eric Clapton, Classical Gas {b/c it reminds me of my favourite Simpsons episode ever!}

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Sunday, March 21, 2004

"Why does butterscotch taste so good?"
-Coco Rosie, Buttersctoch

Wowza! Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind was good! I still don't like the title, though. Going into it, I wasn't sure what to expect. I mean, I am the first to admit my healthy non-sexual man crush on Mark Ruffalo, and Kirsten Dunst is cute and in her underwear and I liked her in The Virgin Suicides, and Tom Wilkinson (that is his name, right?) is very good too, but I really couldn't tell you the last movies with Jim Carrey, Kate Winslet, and Elijah Wood were that I truly loved. Well, the movie starts and, lo and behold, Jane Adams, whom I really liked in Happiness is in it, and...David Cross! I heart me some David Cross. But, the movie is very good, maybe even great. The visuals are really amazing, from Carrey and Winslet laying on an iced over lake watching stars, to the bed on the snowy beach scene, to Carrey and Winslet in a sink together. After Jim Carrey's embarassingly bad introduction of Blake Edwards at the Academy Awards, I was expecting the worst. But he was fine, good, completely believable. And the music was sooooo good. Can't say enough good things about this, go see it, and if you see Mark Ruffalo, give him my best.

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Wednesday, March 17, 2004

"You've got to hope that there's someone for you,
as strange as you are,"
-Jon Brion, Here We Go
Do I actually have the gumption to keep this together? Lately, I've been having problems staying focused in my English class, largely because I haven't read the Lit in question. Anyways, sitting at the back of the class has allowed me the freedom to do pretty much whatever while the lecture is in session, so I have taken to making a list of my favourite 100 movies. Well, tonight I parried down said list to arrive at an even 100, and I thought it might be kind of fun (well for me) and maybe give me a bit of direction to post 1 of the 100 favourites every day, and talk a little about said movie. I'm taking bets on how long this lasts, but I have no money, so...yeah. Odds are, you won't win anything except my begrudging respect. Anyways, onward and upward...

#68 (they are listed alphabetically) Paul Thomas Anderson's Punch Drunk Love. Punch Drunk Love is Anderson's very odd version of a romantic comedy starring Adam Sandler as Barry. a socially-handicapped guy with a whole bunch of sisters (was it 8?). Barry falls in love with his sister's co-worker played by Emily Watson. Oh yeah, and Barry gets involved in some shady dealin's after phoning a phone sex line operated by Phillip Seymour Hoffman as the Mattress Man. PDL seems to be one of those movies that really polarizes its audience. Coming out of this movie, I loved it. A year and a bit later, and I still love it. But, I've also had people come up to me and say "I saw the WORST movie yesterday, Punch Drunk Love". The movie is weird. And really, a lot of it is up to your own interpretation. My mom thought Adam Sandler's character was mentally-challenged. I remember reading someone else's interpretation of it being that Barry imagined everything that happened after the first five minutes. Well, that could be true, I also find it odd that someone would daydream about a group of thugs following him around because he phoned a phone sex line. Then again, Barry is a weird guy. Anyways, the movie looks great. The acting's great. It's really funny, often in somewhat disturbing ways. I love it, it was my favourite movie of 2002 for quite a while (although I suspect it would be fair to say Spirited Away now holds that title).

The greatest Phillip Seymour Hoffman photo evah!

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Tuesday, March 16, 2004

"I said maybe if I leave,
you'll want me to come back home,
Maybe all you need,
it to leave me alone,
At least that's what you said,"
-Wilco, At Least That's What You Said

I have seen the light, and it is the new Wilco song "At Least That's What You Said" which I just picked up from Said The Gramaphone (go down about two posts and you will find a link to the site). It starts off slow, and sad, vocals almost whispered over piano. And it breaks into the clearest, most startling electric guitar, maybe ever. I haven't felt this way about a song in ages, I turn it up, way up, and can't help but bob my head. I grab the headphones and hold them to my head to make sure there is nothing between me and the music. Do I sound like a dork? Only truly great music makes one sound this dorkish (sure, that's a word). Go get it. Play it over and over. Don't ever stop. I'll be listening, too.
xoxo

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Test, test, this is a test. Didn't seem to be working earlier, so I thought I'd try it out.

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Monday, March 15, 2004

"Summer will come with Al Green and sweetened Ice Tea
Summer will come and be all green with the sweetness of thee"
-Clem Snide, All Green

I don't have much to vent about, or rant about. I could complain about Jessica Simpson and how my sister watching her show makes me angry. But, I won't. So, instead I will take you along my morning internet routine...step by step.

First off, I hit deathvalleydriver message boards. I used to go there for hot wrestling chat, now, I find myself more drawn into the other forums. This is one of the first places I found out about Wong Kar Wai whom has become my favourite director in the world. Most of the people, in particular the ones who run it, are nice and, there is always someone to answer you questions.

Than, I hit the music blogs, and other music sites, my daily music routine.

There is The Tofu Hut which always has some terrific fairly rare music. A little more off the beaten path than other blogs out there, just today I downloaded a whole schwack of Tadaharu Nakano and the Nakano Rhythym Boys which is just great old style Asian pop.

Next up is good ol' Santesh which always has great stuff, and has maybe the best set-up of any site around. I really love the opening page. And I'm not even especially partial to John Kerry or anything. I've found the really great Kanye West "Jesus Walks" song there, and some other great songs by Ratatat. Highly recommended.

Said the Gramaphone is especially good, too. Sean puts up sooo many good mp3s. Just this year I've picked up two songs from the new Modest Mouse, and a really truly great Cardigans song that I would have otherwise ignored.

TalkieWalkie is also good fun as it's a place to just upload stuff you want other people to hear. This is where I found the song "Scared Straight" by The Long Winters that just might be the best song I've heard so far this year.

And, Pitchfork can screw themselves, the only place out there that is truly hip, is Matthew's Fluxblog. I don't know how he does it, but Matthew gets stuff before it's available anywhere else, and before anyone else is talking about. I will always be indebted to the Fluxblog site as it's where I first found the amazing version of Beyonce's "Crazy In Love" with Jay-Z's rap replaced by chinese rapper Vaness Wu.

And, finally the best music site on the planet, the incomparable large hearted boy There is no site anywhere online where I have found out about more great music than this one. Going on memory, some songs I first found there are: the awe-inspiring Ben Gibbard cover of Avril Lavigne's "Complicated", a whole live Gibbard set, the Postal Service covering Phil Collins "Against All Odds", and too many others to list. Go there, plus David's a really nice guy!

That's all I'm gonna say today, could I possibly post the Caley Award Results this week? I don't know...

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Saturday, March 13, 2004

"You could be sitting taking lunch,
The news will hit you like a punch,"
-D.J. Shadow, 6 Days

Sometimes the spam I get in my hotmail account is truly worth reading...The one below is great, not as great as the one that offered me this great opportunity: "Now YOU can strengthen your vaginal walls!" and I was like "FINALLY, a service I can use!" Anyway, here it is... c+p'ed for your enjoyement:

"Hey Larry,

I hope your month has been going better than mine. I did a stupid thing, and
well, it's been killing me. Snapped my knees when
rollerblading down the steep hill by your apartment, I am surprised why you have
not heard. Anyways, I had to start taking these pills that are an
leg and a arm in the wallet. My cousin in New Jersey sent me this place.

http://66.218.71.223/*-http://www.texas.net.zednet.net/a1/index.html

{DO NOT USE THE LINK I ASSUME IT'S NOT HEALTHY FOR YOU}


stuff:anything else, I can get it from here, since they have anything I could
want. Can you do me a favor and fedex me back my copy of Beaches? I'm just
sitting at home taking what the Guy in the White Coat ordered
and just watching movies. Take care, talk to you really soon.

Love,

Lisa"




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Thursday, March 11, 2004

An excerpt from Raymond Carver's Elephant

"It was a fine morning. The sun lay over the mountains behind the town, and a flock of birds was moving from one part of the valley to another. I didn't bother to lock the door. I remembered what had happened to my daughter, but decided I didn’t have anything worth stealing anyway. There was nothing in the house I couldn’t live without. I had the TV, but I was sick of watching TV. They’d be doing me a favor if they broke in and took if off my hands.
I felt pretty good, all things considered, and I decided to walk to work. It wasn’t all that far, and I had time to spare. I’d save a little gas, sure, but that wasn’t the main consideration. It was summer, after all, and before long summer would be over. Summer, I couldn’t help thinking, had been the time everybody’s luck had been going to change.
I started walking alongside the road, and it was then, for some reason, I began to think about my son. I wished him well, wherever he was. If he’d made it back to Germany by now-and he should have-I hoped he was happy. He hadn’t written yet to give me his addres, but I was sure I’d hear something before long. And my daughter, God love her and keep her. I hoped she was doing okay. I decided to write her a letter that evening and tell her I was rooting for her. My mother was alive and more or less in good health, and I felt lucky there, too. If all went well, I’d have her for several more years.
Birds were calling, and some cars passed me on the highway. Good luck to you, too, brother, I thought. I hope your ship comes in. Pay me back when you get it. And my former wife, the woman I used to love so much. She was alive, and she was well, too-so far as I knew, anyway. I wishe her happiness. When all was said and done, I decided things could be a lot worse. Just now, of course, things were hard for everyone. People’s luck had gone south on them was all. But things were bound to change soon. Things would pick up in the fall maybe. There was lots to hope for.
I kept on walking. Then I began to whistle. I felt I had the right to whistle if I wanted to. I let my arms swing as I walked. But the lunch pail kept throwing me off balance. I had sandwiches, an apple, and some cookies in there, not to mention the thermos. I stopped in front of Smitty’s, an old café that had gravel in the parking area and boards over the windows. The place had been boarded up for as long as I could remember. I decided to put the lunch pail down for a minute. I did that, and then I raised my arms-raised them up level with my shoulders. I was standing there like that, like a goof, when somebody tooted a car horn and pulled off the highway into the parking area. I picked up my lunch pail and went over to the car. It was a guy I knew from work whose name was George. He reached over and opened the door on the passenger’s side. “Hey, get in, buddy” he said.
“Hello, George,” I said. I got in and shut the door, and the car sped off, throwing gravel from under the tires.
“I saw you,” George said. “Yeah, I did, I saw you. You’re in training for something, but I don’t know what.” He looked at me and then looked at the road again. He was going fast. “You always walk down the road with your arms out like that?” He laughed-ha, ha, ha-and stepped on the gas.
“Sometimes,” I said. “It depends, I guess. Actually, I was standing,” I said. I lit a cigarette and leaned back in the seat.
“So what’s new?” George said. He put a cigar in his mouth, but he didn’t light it.
“Nothing’s new,” I said. “What’s new with yout?”
George shrugged. Then he grinned. He was going very fast now. Wind buffeted the car and whistled by outside the windows. He was driving as if we were late for work. But we weren’t late. We had lots of time, and I told him so.
Nevertheless, he cranked it up. We passed the turnoff and kept going. We were moving by then, heading straight toward the mountains. He took the cigar out of his mouth and put it in his shirt pocket. “I borrowed some money and had this baby overhauled,” he said. Then he said he wanted me to see something. He punched it and gave it everything he could. I fastened my seat belt and held on.
“Go,” I said. “What are you waiting for, George?” And that’s when we really flew. Wind howled outside the windows. He had it floored, and we were going flat out. We streaked down that road in his big unpaid-for car."


I've been reading a lot of Carver, lately. This is probably one of his most upbeat stories, aside from maybe Cathedral. It's just one of those things that, reading it, makes me feel good. I know that feeling the man has. Where it's beautiful out, and you walk, and you just love everything in the world. Everything is right. In honour of a beautiful March morning, I thought I would share it with you.
xoxo

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"Baby before you,
I was bad news,"
-Chantal Kreviazuk, Before You

I don't have any random popular culture references or rants to post tonight, so I thought I would give you a glimpse into the life of the Calester, by posting the tracklist for the burned CD I just made myself and fully intend to enjoy. And since it looks like the sun is coming back and might be just finally here to stay (oh please oh please), I'm thinking of making a Summer Burned CD. These are necessarily songs about summer, just songs that sometimes remind me of how summer feels. So far, I have:
-SIANspheric, I Like the Ride
-Built To Spill, Else
-Built To Spill, Temporarily Blind
-Kylie, Love At First Sight
Anyone have any suggestions, by all means leave them in comments. I'm open to anything...

Anyways, here's the CD, I made tonight.
01. !!!, Intensify
02. Bassment Jaxx featuring Dizzee Rascal, Lucky Star
03. N.E.R.D., She Wants To Move
04. The Descendents, Nothing With You
05. Elvis Presley, Are You Lonesome Tonight? (Live)
06. Modest Mouse, Bukowski Radio
07. Last Days of April, Nothing’s Found
08. Xiu Xiu, I Broke Up
09. Blonde Redhead, Misery Is A Butterfly
10. Ratatat, Ferraro 11-18
11. Ratatat, Spanish Armada
12. Manitoba, Crayon
13. Manitoba, Hendrix With Ko
14. Jeff and Mychael Danna, The Blood of Cu Chulainn
15. Chantal Kreviazuk, Before You
16. Avril Lavigne, Don’t Tell Me
17. Stars, On Peak Hill
18. The Cardigans, Communication
19. Coldplay, Careful Where You Stand
20. Radiohead, How I Made My Millions

And now, what I am sure the world is waiting for...my thoughts on Todd Bertuzzi's attack on Steve Moore Monday night in the NHL. This is front page news here in BC, although my dad said that he saw it was front page news on the Toronto paper, as well. So, if the Todd Bertuzzi story is front page news anywhere else, let me know. I'll post it.

Anyways, my thoughts on it are, as follows. Oh yeah, keep in mind, I'm an Oilers fan, and being an Oilers fan in BC is like being a Saddam fan at the USO show, only nothing like that. In my opinion, Bertuzzi's attack on Moore was vicious (Moore's injury list sounds like a car accident victim: fractured neck, facial lacerations, and a concussion), premeditated (Bertuzzi knew very well who he was clubbing), cowardly (he struck him from behind), and, as such, I think he should be gone for the rest of the NHL Season, playoffs included. I also think he should have to undergo some form of anger management training before he is allowed to even be considered for the Canadian National Team, as this is not the first time Bertuzzi has snapped. All that said, Bertuzzi and the Canucks have carried themselves admirably since the incident, and he really does seem remorseful, which is why I'm not calling for a one year ban. Just my 1 cent.
xoxo

PS: I went back and edited my posts to give appropriate credit to all the lyrics/quotations I've been using to open my entries.

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Tuesday, March 09, 2004

"Don't think that you charm,
and the fact that your arm
is now around my neck,
will get you in my pants,
I'll have to kick your ass,
and make you never forget"
-Avril Lavigne, Don't Tell Me

Hmmm, it's most distressing to me, but the new Avril Lavigne is pretty damned good. If anyone can direct me to a good quality mp3, I would be most impressed. Yeah, I really like Ms Lavigne's anti-sex song. In times when Christina is gettin' "Dirrty" and Britney is...what the hell is Britney doing? Have you seen the "Toxic" video? What the hell is that? The song is one of the better Britney songs since "Boys", but it's such a poor video. Where was I? Oh yeah, it's kind of neat to hear a pop singer singing about how she doesn't want to give it up. I dig that.

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Monday, March 08, 2004

"You ask me what’s my greatest fear.
Honey, it’s living here earning $6.50/hr.
And often when I’m sitting in my room,
I stare at my poster of Prince,
and sometimes I think of you. And I spit when I do.
I...hate...that...piece...of....me...it...looks...too...much...like...you"
-The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up, Breakdown

Not much to add at the moment, I think I'll just jot down a few bands, I am digging, and maybe some reasons why:

Blonde Redhead, Misery Is A Butterfly: I always kind of liked Blonde Redhead, I own one CD of theirs, "Melody of Certain Damaged Lemons", and it's all right, I never listen to it, but it's perfectly fine, still in the high rotation CD rack, even after a couple of years. So, I never expected to love their new song so much. But, it's really really good. I first found it on the wonderful Largehearted Boy blog and, if you're lucky, you might still be able to find it.

The Cardigans, Communication: The Cardigans are a band that never really interested me. That "love me love me" song that was (and sadly here, still is) on all the time never really did it for me, and I never really dug that "Favourite Game" song ever. But, this song is so unbelivably great. Nina Persson's voice is sooo perfect and terrific for the sort of alt country thing they seem to be going for now. If you're lucky, the incomparable Sean might still have it up there.

The Descendents, Nothing With You: They were one of the bands I leaned heavily on to get through high school. I listened to them for the first time in a couple years and was amazed at how much I still liked some of it. There's a new mp3 up over at Fat Wreck Chords right now, and it sounds all right, it's no "Good Good Things", "Bikeage", or "Silly Girl", but, then, what is?

The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up: Anything by them. It's such gloriously sad music. Today's title/lyric of the day is from one of their songs, "Breakdown". Hit their website and epitonic up for some mp3s and than go buy all their albums and send them to me, because I have no money for them. But, I assure you, as soon as I have some, Jim Yoshii Pile-Up is at the top of the list.

Hopefully, I will decide the winners of the 2004 Caley Awards this week. But how do I choose between Ben Kingsley, Sean Penn, Bill Murray, Paul Schneider, and Victor Rasuk. I don't know if I can.

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Wednesday, March 03, 2004

"Nude as the news"
-Cat Power, Nude As the News

Here they are, your 2004 Caley Award Nominations:

Costumes:
Colleen Atwood (Big Fish)
Ngila Dickson (The Last Samurai)
Ngila Dickson and Richard Taylor (Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King)
Danny Glicker (Northfork)
Kumiko Ogawa and Katherine Marie Thomas (Kill Bill Volume 1)

Cinematography
Lance Acord (Lost in Translation)
M. David Mullen (Northfork)
Tim Orr (All the Real Girls)
Phillipe Rousselot (Big Fish)
John Toll (The Last Samurai)

Song
Baby, It's Cold Outside, Zooey Deschanel and Leon Redbone (Elf)
Bring Me To Life, Evanescence (Daredevil)
A Kiss At the End of the Rainbow, Eugene Levey and Catherine O'Hara (A Mighty Wind)
Man of the Hour, Pearl Jam (Big Fish)
City Girl, Kevin Shields (Lost in Translation)

Score
Danny Boyle and John Murphy (28 Days Later)
Lily Chou Chou, RZA & D.A. Young (Kill Bill Volume 1)
Michael Linnen and David Wingo (All the Real Girls)
Kevin Shield et al. (Lost in Translation)
Hans Zimmer et al. (The Last Samurai)

Adapted Screenplay
Andre Dubus III, Ron Perelman & Shawn Otto (House of Sand and Fog)
Catherine Hardwicke and Nikki Reed (Thirteen)
Dennis Lehane and Brian Helgeland (Mystic River)
John Logan, Edward Zwick & Marshall Herskovitz (The Last Samurai)
Harvey Pekar, Joyce Brabner, Shari Springer Berman & Robert Pulcini (American Splendor)

Original Screenplay
Sofia Coppola (Lost in Translation)
Michael Clooney (Identity)
Ernesto Foronda, Justin Lin & Fabian Marquez (Better Luck Tomorrow)
David Gordon Green and Paul Schneider (All the Real Girls)
Mark Polish and Michael Polish (Northfork)

Supporting Actress
Shoreh Aghdashloo (House of Sand and Fog)
Helena Bonham Carter (Big Fish)
Patricia Clarkson (All the Real Girls)
Marcia Gay-Harden (Mystic River)
Altagracia Guzman (Raising Victor Vargas)

Supporting Actor
Sean Astin (Lord of the Rings: Return of the King)
Benicio Del Toro (21 Grams)
Tim Robbins (Mystic River)
Jason J. Tobin (Better Luck Tomorrow)
Ken Watanabe (The Last Samurai)

Actress
Keisha Castle-Hughes (Whale Rider)
Jennifer Connelly (House of Sand and Fog)
Scarlett Johnassen (Lost in Translation)
Charlize Theron (Monster)
Naomi Watts (21 Grams)

Actor
Ben Kingsley (House of Sand and Fog)
Bill Murray (Lost In Translation)
Sean Penn (Mystic River)
Victor Rasuk (Raising Victor Vargas)
Paul Schneider (All the Real Girls)

Director
Tim Burton (Big Fish)
Sofia Coppola (Lost in Translation)
Alejandro Gonzales Inaritu (21 Grams)
David Gordon Green (All the Real Girls)
Justin Lin (Better Luck Tomorrow)

Best Picture
All The Real Girls
Better Luck Tomorrow
Big Fish
The Last Samurai
Lost In Translation



Voting window closes soon, votes may be ignored. Does anyone even read this? Does it matter?

Probably not.







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Tuesday, March 02, 2004

"What's it like to...What's it like to kill someone Pete?"
"It's kind of like...it's kind of like playin' a basketball game. I am there and the other player is there and it's just the two of us and I put the other player's body in the van and I am the winner."
-Achewood, www.achewood.com

If you're not reading the brililant online comic strip Achewood than go do so now...Now!

Watched "Lost in Translation" today. Still a great movie. It angered me even more about the Oscars, so much so that...sometime this week, possibly as early as tomorrow morning, I will post the nominees for the first annual Caley Awards. Feel free to vote, but I probably will ignore your votes anyways. Hahahaha.

Ha.

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Monday, March 01, 2004

"Do you gaze at your bald head and wish you had hair?"
Elvis Presely, Are You Lonesome Tonight (Live)


Okay, everyone needs to head over to Said the Gramaphone right this very instant and download the mp3 of Elvis Presley singing "Are You Lonesome Tonight?" He just screws around, making up lyrics and laughing and generally making an ass of himself for a while. Good times. Actually, you should be visiting Said the Gramaphone anyways, as it is supremely great.

Right here!

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"Do you gaze at your bald head and wish you had hair?"

Okay, everyone needs to head over to Said the Gramaphone right this very instant and download the mp3 of Elvis Presley singing "Are You Lonesome Tonight?" He just screws around, making up lyrics and laughing and generally making an ass of himself for a while. Good times. Actually, you should be visiting Said the Gramaphone anyways, as it is supremely great.

Right here!

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