Pogo, the amazing artist/musician who makes original songs out of sound clips captured from movies (in the past: Alice in Wonderland, Mary Poppins, Hook and more) has a few more amazing songs out there that I somehow missed. Here’s “Scrumdiddlyumptions,” made from the Candyman scene of Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. Everything this guy does is gold!
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Remember the guy who did the Alice and Marry Poppins Mashups? He’s back with a Hook mashup called ‘Bangerang’! All I can say is…. RUFIO! RUFIO! RUFIO!
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A Lego trip to 8-bit video games. Awesome! Apparently, this took 1500 hours to make…yikes!
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Here’s the terrible song:
Here’s the awesome remix:
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A guy named Charlie McCarthy recorded some long exposure photos of bugs flying under a street light…this video that shows just how crazy some of these bugs are when they fly.
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A short documentary about James and Karla Murray, who made a book about New York City storefronts…which are disappearing each and every day. Very neat little piece.
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The story of a young man and woman who show their love for each other via Post-It art in the office. Great short film!
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George Carlin’s poem “Modern Man” is one of his very best routines, and his delivery is impeccable! R.I.P.!
Here is the full transcript:
“I’m a modern man, a man for the millennium. Digital and smoke free. A diversified multi-cultural, post-modern deconstruction that is anatomically and ecologically incorrect. I’ve been up linked and downloaded, I’ve been inputted and outsourced, I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading. I’m a high-tech low-life. A cutting edge, state-of-the-art bi-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond!
I’m new wave, but I’m old school and my inner child is outward bound. I’m a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm-hearted cool customer, voice activated and bio-degradable. I interface with my database, my database is in cyberspace, so I’m interactive, I’m hyperactive and from time to time I’m radioactive.
Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin the wave, dodgin the bullet and pushin the envelope. I’m on-point, on-task, on-message and off drugs. I’ve got no need for coke and speed. I’ve got no urge to binge and purge. I’m in-the-moment, on-the-edge, over-the-top and under-the-radar. A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps and run victory laps. I’m a totally ongoing big-foot, slam-dunk, rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic. A working rageaholic. Out of rehab and in denial!
I’ve got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant and a personal agenda. You can’t shut me up. You can’t dumb me down because I’m tireless and I’m wireless, I’m an alpha male on beta-blockers.
I’m a non-believer and an over-achiever, laid-back but fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home, low-rent, high-maintenance. Super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built-to-last! I’m a hands-on, foot-loose, knee-jerk head case pretty maturely post-traumatic and I’ve got a love-child that sends me hate mail.
But, I’m feeling, I’m caring, I’m healing, I’m sharing– a supportive, bonding, nurturing primary care-giver. My output is down, but my income is up. I took a short position on the long bond and my revenue stream has its own cash-flow. I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds and I watch trash sports! I’m gender specific, capital intensive, user-friendly and lactose intolerant.
I like rough sex. I like tough love. I use the “F” word in my emails and the software on my hard-drive is hardcore–no soft porn.
I bought a microwave at a mini-mall; I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast-food in the slow lane. I’m toll-free, bite-sized, ready-to-wear and I come in all sizes. A fully-equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically- formulated medical miracle. I’ve been pre-wash, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped, vacuum-packed and, I have an unlimited broadband capacity.
I’m a rude dude, but I’m the real deal. Lean and mean! Cocked, locked and ready-to-rock. Rough, tough and hard to bluff. I take it slow, I go with the flow, I ride with the tide. I’ve got glide in my stride. Drivin and movin, sailin and spinin, jiving and groovin, wailin and winnin. I don’t snooze, so I don’t lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty and lunch time is crunch time. I’m hangin in, there ain’t no doubt and I’m hangin tough, over and out!”
~George Carlin, comedic genius and poet extraodinaire
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The Droids were a French electronic band from the 70s that pre-dated Daft Punk…but also happen to feature two dudes in robot suits. (There’s definitely a strong similarity…) Anyway, this is a song released in 1977, inspired by the original Star Wars film…I thought it was pretty sweet.
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Recorded in 1979 by the band The Nails, “88 Lines About 44 Women” is a really sweet and catchy tune that never was treated to an official music video (despite the dozens of YouTube users who have made attempts). Well, that has changed now that the original songwriter / performer Marc Campbell has released this (SLIGHTLY NSFW) video. I love the song, and the video is really good.
88 LINES ABOUT 44 WOMEN / THE NAILS from MARC CAMPBELL on Vimeo.
If you’re interested, here is one of the YouTube music video versions, where someone tried to find photos for each of the 44 women The Nails describe. It’s cool to see what type of woman the creator chose for the more abstract descriptions:
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…to a song by Geggy-Tah. This should mellow you out. I love this video!
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Inflation of a 12-meter rubber duck in Hasselt, Belgium.
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This is really amazing…I was completely engrossed for all 9 minutes.
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What do you get when you suspend nanoparticles of iron in a colloidal solution of water, oil and a surfactant? Ferrofluids, a liquid that reacts to magnetic fields in trippy ways that make you think that science is both magical and potentially evil.
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In 1979, documentary filmmaker Errol Morris produced his first film, Gates of Heaven, about a pet cemetery in California, and the strange characters that surounded it. It’s one of the most surreal and bizarre docs ever made, but also one of the most poignant and philosophical, exploring life and death, loneliness, and the like.
Halfway through the film, there is a five minute segment where an old lady in a doorway is interviewed. This is Florence Rasmussen, a crazy old coot, who goes on one of the craziest (and saddest) rambling monologues in film history. Errol Morris just lets the camera roll. Watch:
Here is the complete transcript:
“I’m raised on a farm, we had chickens and pigs and cows and sheep and everything. But down here I’ve been lost. Now they’ve taken them all away from here up to that – What’s the name of that place? Up above here a little ways? That town? Commences with a ‘B.’ Blue. It’s – Blue Hill Cemetery, I think the name of it is. Not too far, I guess, about maybe twenty miles from here. A little town there, a little place. You know where it’s at. But I was really surprised when I heard they were getting rid of the cemetery over here. Gonna put in buildings or something over there. Ah well, I know people been very good to me, you know. Well, they see my condition, I guess, must of felt sorry for me. But it’s real, my condition is. It’s not put on. That’s for sure! Boy, if I could only walk. If I could only get out. Drive my car. I’d get another car. Ya… and my son, if he was only better to me. After I bought him that car. He’s got a nice car. I bought it myself just a short time ago. I don’t know. These kids – the more you do for them… He’ s my grandson, but I raised him from two years old… I don’t see him very often. And he just got the car. I didn’t pay for all of it. I gave him four hundred dollars. Pretty good! His boss knows it. Well, he’s not working for that outfit now. He’s changed. He’s gone back on his old job – hauling sand. No, not hauling sand; he’s working in the office. That’s right. He took over the office job. His boss told me that on the phone. But, you know, he should help me more. He’s all I got. He’s the one who brought me up here. And then put me here by myself among strangers. It’s terrible, you stop and think of it. I’ve been without so much, when I first come up here. Ya. It’s what half of my trouble is from – him not being home with me. Didn’t cost him nothing to stay here. Every time he need money, he’d always come, ‘Mom, can I have this? Can I have that?’ But he never pays back. Too good, too easy – that’s what everybody tells me. I quit now. I quit. Now he’s got the office job, I’m going after him. I’m going after him good, too – if I have to go in… in a different way. He’s going to pay that money. He’s got the office job now. And he makes good money anyway. And he has no kids. He has not married. Never get married, he says. He was married once – they’re divorced. Well, she tried to take him for the kid, but she didn’t. They went to court. It was somebody else’s kid. She was nothing but a tramp in the first place. I told him that. He wouldn’t listen to me. I says, ‘I know what she is.’ I said, ‘Richard, please, listen to me.’ He wouldn’t listen. He knew all, he knew everything. Big shot! But he soon found out. Now that’s all over with. I’ve been through so much I don’t know how I’m staying alive. Really, for my age… if you’re young, it’s different. But I’ve always said I’m never going to grow old. I’ve always had that, and the people that I tell how old I am, they don’t believe me, because people my age as a rule don’t get around like I do.” — Florence Rasmussen
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