Lest You Think I'm All Country
- Thanks to Jonathan Hansen for recommending this wonderful piece. Chopin's Piano Concerto in E Minor No. 1.
Be of good comfort, Master Ridley, and play the man; we shall this day light such a candle, by God's grace in England, as I trust shall never be put out
- Thanks to Jonathan Hansen for recommending this wonderful piece. Chopin's Piano Concerto in E Minor No. 1.
Then his heart burst, and he began to cry. It was the first time that he had wept in nineteen years.
streams in the seas. Baitfish and plankton follow these streams as the seasons change. This is why whales migrate.
There ought to a bridge somewhere they could dedicate to me
very thing I hate. Now if I do what I do not want, I agree that the law is good. So then it is no longer I that do it, but sin which dwells within me. For I know that nothing good dwells within me, that is, in my flesh. I can will what is right, but I cannot do it. For I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I do. Now if I do what I do not want, it is no longer I that do it, but sin which dwells within me. So I find it to be a law that when I want to do right, evil lies close at hand. For I delight in the law of God, in my inmost self, but I see in my members another law at war with the law of my mind and making me captive to the law of sin which dwells in my members. Wretched man that I am! Who will deliver me from this body of death?
"Freedom is what prohibition ain't."Great song with great lyrics but the best part of the video is the mullet the guitar player is sporting.
I'm going to try and drop a meaningful country song on you every now and then for a while. - DOB
"There was a number of ways in which such an event could cripple a writer," Mr. Rushdie says of the death sentence that lasted until 1998, when the Iranian government withdrew support for it. "One way was that it would frighten you into innocuousness – that you would suddenly try and avoid writing anything that could in any way upset anyone. Which would essentially mean you couldn't write anything. Or, it could provoke you into vindictive writing. Kind-of revenge fiction. And I thought both of those things would destroy me, because they would turn me into a creature of the attack."This song was written and sung by Hank Williams (Sr., I probably need not add) under the pseudonym "Luke the Drifter". It is powerful and a little depressing so some of you might not want to listen to it. Basically, the song is about people who have been crushed under the weight of the world and the law. Luke the Drifter is crying out on behalf of grace over law for sufferers.
I could only find this song performed by Hank, Sr., Hank, Jr., and Hank III. I'm not a big fan of the latter two but I love Hank, Sr. I believe he was a certifiable genius and (as Hermann Hesse described Dostoevsky) a sick prophet. As you can see below, the song also touched Elvis. - DOB
"He did not attempt to give his robe to the folds of Elijah's mantle; he cast no ray of the future on the dark scroll of events; he did not seek to condense the glimmer of things into flame; he was nothing of the prophet and nothing of the magician. His humble soul loved, and that was enough."