Title: What is the one song that you simply must turn up the volume on, you have no choice. Source:
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Here's mine, recorded live. I prefer live recordings over studio versions. More energy.
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Just curious, and just to lighten things up a little.
one of ya'all here turned me on to this guy ... something 'bout the beat gets me ... song has been stuck in my head for weeks now :0) there was a better cut of this out here but youtube took it down . Jason Mraz - I'm Yours (Live @ Paradiso)
Nehemiah 4:14 And I looked and arose and said to the nobles and to the officials and to the rest of the people, Do not be afraid of them. Remember the Lord, who is great and awesome, and fight for your brothers, your sons, your daughters, your wives, and your homes.
I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through Im a horse soldier, eternal, through and through
I's with Custer and the 7th in 76 or 77 Scalped at Little Big Horn by the Sioux And the pain and desperation of a once proud warrior nation
This I know cause I was riding with them too
I drank mare's blood on the run when I rode with the Great Khan On the frozen Mongol steppe when at his height I's a White Guard, I's a White Guard, I's the Tsar's own palace horse guard When Nicholas was martyred in the night
I knew Salah al-Din and rode his swift Arabians Harassing doomed crusaders on their heavy drafts And yet I rode the Percheron against the circling Musselman
And once again against myself was cast
Well I've worn the Mounties crimson, if you're silent and you listen You'll know that it was with them that I stood When Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four horsemen died Gunned down in scarlet, coldest blood
I's the firstest with the mostest when I fought for Bedford Forrest Suffered General Wilson's Union raid Mine was not to reason why, mine was but to do and die
At Crimea with the charging light brigade
On hire from Swiss or Sweden, be me Christian, be me heathen The devil to the sabre I shall put With a crack flanking maneuver, I'm an uhlan alles uber Striking terror into regiment of foot
I knew my days were numbered when oer the trenches lumbered More modern machinations de la guerre No match for rapid fire or the steel birds of the sky
With a final rear guard action I retreat No match for tangled wire or the armoured engines whine Reluctant I retire and take my leave
Today I ride with special forces on those wily Afghan horses Dostums Northern Alliance give their thanks No matter defeat or victory, in battle it occurs to me That we may see a swelling in our ranks
Is with the Aussies at Beersheba took the wells so badly needed
And with the Polish lancers charging German tanks Saw Ross' mount shot down at Washingtown the night we burned the White House down And cursed the sack of York and sons of Yanks
The best and first guarantor of our neutrality and our independent existence is the defensive will of the people and the proverbial marksmanship of the Swiss shooter. Each soldier a good marksman! Each shot a hit! -Schweizerische Schuetzenzeitung (Swiss Shooting Federation) April, 1941
"Where once a tyrant had to wish that his subjects had but one common neck that he might strangle them all at once, all he has to do now is to 'educate the people' so that they will have but one common mind to delude." -- Richard Mitchell (1929-2002) Professor at Glassboro State College, NJ, author, founder and publisher of The Underground Grammarian Source: The Underground Grammarian
"It is like a trance. So what can break a trance? The only thing that can break the trance is the light of truth." ~ Canadian Philosopher John McMurtry as he comments on the psychological warfare that has afflicted us all
Here's a song that came to JB one night when he was beatin' up his ol' lady, and no matter when or where I hear it I have to jump up and sing, dance and in general emulate the carefree life of the negro!
James Brown "Papa's Got A Brand New Bag"/Dippity-Do ad
"Dear Jack, I heard our song and it got me thinking of you. Love, Ennis."
Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen: "Truck Stop Rock"
Nitty Gritty Dirt Band & Friends (Vassar Clements on the Fiddle): "Orange Blossom Special".
Dvorak: "Cello Concerto"
Beethoven: "Symphony #5" & "Symphony #9"
Rimsky Korsakov: "Sheherazade"
Bach: "Toccata and Fugue in D Minor"
Glenn Miller: "The American Patrol"
""I think the subject which will be of most importance politically is Mass Psychology...It's importance has been enormously increased by the growth of modern methods of propaganda...Although this science will be diligently studied, it will be rigidly confined to the governing class. The populace will not be allowed to know how its convictions were generated." Bertrand Russel, Eugenicist and Logician
#32. To: bluegrass, PSUSA, HOUNDDAWG, christine, Lady X, farmfriend, Cynicom, lodwick, critter (#4)(Edited)
My pick will probably surprise you. I love loud heavy metal. That said my pick is O Fortuna. It simply must be played loud, no choice. Here is a good version set to video of the movie 300. Crank it during the soft part.
"Where once a tyrant had to wish that his subjects had but one common neck that he might strangle them all at once, all he has to do now is to 'educate the people' so that they will have but one common mind to delude." -- Richard Mitchell (1929-2002) Professor at Glassboro State College, NJ, author, founder and publisher of The Underground Grammarian Source: The Underground Grammarian