So you will have to cut and paste the links since I am posting from the crackberry and can’t be bothered to make them into links and frankly won’t care by the time I get home!
http://amarok.kde.org
Amaroke is by far the coolest music player I have ever used. This is not just the oss nerd in me thinking that there is a cool Linux equivalent to stuff I used to do on Windows. This is a real bad ass music player with features that make organizing my music collection, which is no small task, a fairly simple thing.
I love the cover art download feature because it works and does so well. The context browser is pretty ingenious. The iPod support is well done.
It has its annoyances to be sure. The support for external drives treats them like local drives so if you run it without your external plugged in you have tpo rescan your collection. The smart thing to do, which hasn’t been done anywhere yet, would be to maintain collections based on volume names and that way you would never loose your collection and be forced to rescan. Maybe in the next version.
Anyway this is just random spew because I want a smoke so bad I could scream…and it sucks typing this much on a BB
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Cory Branan is always writing some catchy little ditty and this one is no exception. Special thanks to the gals at Hardcore Troubadours and the guys (one of them me) that run Last Chance Diner for the video.
Sunday morning. I could gripe about work or go on about other stuff. But the words of John Prine will do. So enjoy a little music, get off the computer, and go spend time with your loved ones. There is nothing to see on the net today that compares with hanging out with your family or friends.
John Prine - Ain’t Hurtin’ Nobody
John Prine - Souvenirs
John Prine - He Was In Heaven Before He Died
Ray Wylie Hubbard is one of the elder statesmen of the Texas Music Revolution. From his success with Up Against The Wall Redneck Mother to his general failure from the mod 70’s to the 90’s he has remained true to his music. In the 90’s when the TMR was coming up his albums Lost Train Of Thought and Loco Gringo’s Lament have been on the shelves of every true fan of Texas Country. Cited as an influence by the likes of Pat Green and Robert Earl Keen he plays a slow driving groove with all the Texas flavor you can imagine. With a groove like SRV and lyrics like no-one else he has released 9 albums since ‘92 and 13 in all. With a Greatest Hits nowhere in site he continues to have tracks on every Texas Music complilation that comes out.
The gritty images painted in Choctaw Bingo and Dallas After Midnight will stay with you for days after a few times on the old turntable. And if you can manage to not sing along with Screw You, We’re From Texas then, well, you must not be from Texas. There is not a bad song in the discography although some stand out more than others. Missippi Flush, Bones, and Dust Of The Chase belong on any poker player’s collection. Without mainstream recognition, likely due to the full on Texas attitude in his music, Wylie continues to play to full houses all of the state of Texas and has a large following in Europe as well.
Snake farm has been out less than a full year. It his, of course, his latest offering. Snake Farm, the opening track, has a dirty groove and lyrics that will leave you with ears open and wanting more. Heartaches and Grease should be the theme song for just about every scumbag I know.
Young pups ask me what makes my kind
Shameless women and pork rinds
Desirable lips keep telling me lies
Biscuits and bacon and fried pies
And it’s heartaches and grease
That’s what it takes
Heartaches and grease
That’s my mistakes
Heartaches and grease
Whoa a little disgrace
It’s heartaches and grease boys
That’s what it takes
The whole album is journey through the winding backroads of Texas with the windows down at dusk. As far as guilty pleasures go this album musically takes the cake for me right now. It’s been in heavy rotation on the MP3 player and won’t be leaving the playlist anytime soon. I have to reccomend this with the highest of honors. Ray Wylie Hubbard has once again, and not suprisingly, done Texas Music Proud.
Here’s an old one and a new one for ya, just a taste, go out and pay for this album. Support Texas Music.
Ray Wylie Hubbard - Screw You We’re From Texas
Ray Wylie Hubbard - Heartaches and Grease
Today marks one week from us leaving the desert. This time next week we will be traveling through Benson, AZ if we are anywhere close to on schedule and that will mark being halfway to the Texas border. Of course El Paso will only be exciting because we will be back in Texas. I really don’t like the town all that much.
Today is not much of a day off. I have already worked two hours of this lovely Saturday. You see there is a ton of stuff to do before we get out of here. We are over halfway packed so packing is not the big thing. I have things to accomplish for work. They are keeping me on under a 1099 but there are just things that are easier to do when you can get face time with the people you need to have do those things.
Hopefully I am done with work for the day. I have purposefully stayed away from anything press related this morning because I don’t want to get my ire up until after 1200 at least. I have other things to do today. Promises to keep to the Potter Horde. I am getting ready to do a puzzle with my son and I am certain that will be more fun than commenting on the sad state of politics.
So tune back in monday for your regularly scheduled program. But for now enjoy some Trout Fishing In America: (The tall guy [Ezra] played this song at my grandmother’s funeral. It was beautiful)
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Mr. Cory Branan. The very man responsible for my wildest night in Phoenix.