The first one is short and better. The second one, the sound went soft on my phone.
Jane singing Evita "Don't Cry for me Argentina"
Attempt #1
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U7YBN3vYl3k
Attempt #2
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lxyt6mvfGMo
If you are going to stalk my blog, at least I can entertain you.
This blog is about my struggles and redemption. There are tales of interpersonal conflict with men who I have dated. I would like to elevate the blog to healing and redemption, tools I have learned in my 12 step meeting.
Showing posts with label Madonna. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Madonna. Show all posts
Sunday, February 3, 2019
Thursday, August 30, 2018
Radio Broadcast link on Asia Argento, Madonna, Monica lewinsky, #Metoo movement, political atmosphere BEST ONLINE BROADCAST
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dCmfqDM4fzA&t=3711s
Our latest link to our most current radio broadcast. We have a very versatile discussion about sexuality in Hollywood and Asia Argento's "mistake" years ago that cost her 380k, actually her lover Anthony Bourdain forked out the money. How much forgiveness is involved and how much judgment regarding anyone's past.
We segway into how #MonicaLewinsky was dissed by being disinvited to a social change party sponsored by a magazine (Town and Country?) and was downgraded due to Bill Clinton's pending invite and arrival. She tweeted a good defense.
Mike Peters from New York joined our panel. He had good revelations about accurate voting, Elizabeth Warren's desire to have government controlled corporations, his rant on Antifa crashing an East Coast police parade and more. TUNE IN
Thursday, May 8, 2014
Who destroyed it? You destroyed it...you meaning me.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NHydngA5C4E
Who did it? I did it.
Who destroyed it? I destroyed it.
"There's nothing left to try
there's no place left to hide
there's no greater power than the power of goodbye."
The soul I trampled on was my own
the love I gave, I reserved much for myself
I was caught in the moment
of exchanging money, of passionate feet
of moving races
of those who walked slow
with oxygen tanks
of those who needed help getting up
of dealers who were glued to the table
of feet that were chained
of minds that grew old
of tears that dried
of a way of life that was crippled into the ground
of time and duty
of age and scorn
or untended misfortune
of hedging bets
of deciding on the right person at the right time
the best boss to trust
the boss that did not have faith in us
that is why I must go
the money was good but you were the lie
that kept me there
in space and time
of feelings that did not matter
I don't hear your tears
dash me like salt into the unicorn meadow
of your breathless tongue
of your vague words
of your jaded outlook
you're no good
your stance is evil
I can no longer lay my sorrow on your mat
and stay in the bed of lies
that kept me there.
Who did it? I did it.
Who destroyed it? I destroyed it.
"There's nothing left to try
there's no place left to hide
there's no greater power than the power of goodbye."
The soul I trampled on was my own
the love I gave, I reserved much for myself
I was caught in the moment
of exchanging money, of passionate feet
of moving races
of those who walked slow
with oxygen tanks
of those who needed help getting up
of dealers who were glued to the table
of feet that were chained
of minds that grew old
of tears that dried
of a way of life that was crippled into the ground
of time and duty
of age and scorn
or untended misfortune
of hedging bets
of deciding on the right person at the right time
the best boss to trust
the boss that did not have faith in us
that is why I must go
the money was good but you were the lie
that kept me there
in space and time
of feelings that did not matter
I don't hear your tears
dash me like salt into the unicorn meadow
of your breathless tongue
of your vague words
of your jaded outlook
you're no good
your stance is evil
I can no longer lay my sorrow on your mat
and stay in the bed of lies
that kept me there.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
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