The Bear… eh Bare Necessities – 30 Days 30 Songs

Art Expedition

Day 10 of my new blog challenge –

Share Your Music! 30 Days 30 Songs!

I think I can slowly detect a certain pattern for choosing my favourite songs for this challenge – most of them seem to be connected to a movie I love!

The song for today is no exception – in fact, it’s one of those songs that actually made the movie the hit it was and still is:

I watched The Jungle Book with my mum in the cinema and was instantly hooked – the music was just perfect, as were the character, the tale, the drawings…

I’ve even read The Jungle Book by Rudyard Kipling before I’ve watched the movie, and for once in my life wasn’t disappointed by the adaptation which can be so easily the case when a beloved book is made into a movie.

The Jungle Book actually still is the most…

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When Physicians Make Music – 30 Days 30 Songs

Art Expedition

Day 16 of my new blog challenge –

Share Your Music! 30 Days 30 Songs!

If you’d like to join me, you can do this on any day you want – “casual players welcome” as Tracy from over at Refelections Of An Untidy Mind perfeclt puts it. 😉

A pingback to my posts would be lovely, so that I can keep track of your favourite songs as well.

After having shared some of my favourite songs by artists known and loved all around the world, I’m going to introduce to a band today, I’m fairly sure you’ve never heard of before. 😉

A little warning – today’s song is in German, so don’t be worried if you don’t understand a single word they sing: there’s nothing wrong with your ears. 😉

Die Ärzte” (The Physicians) is a German Punk Rock band from Berlin and I’ve been a fan…

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I think of myself as a collection of versions
an orchestra of variation
scribbled in the margins
revisions to a song
I’ve always known the lyrics to.

I envision all these lives I’ve lived
and all these stories I’ve told
(even the ones I haven’t yet)
and wonder if I’m proud.

Progress is not a straight arrow
and success isn’t always the goal
but if acceptance was a tune I knew
I’d sing it off rooftops.

I spent my early adulthood always in flight:
exploring new neighbourhoods
drinking to get drunk
being reckless for the sake of it
I’m landing, I think, on solid ground
airplane’s strip
final stop

The air is clean and the money is good
maybe I’ve been home all along.

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David Bruce: Sex Anecdotes

• The badger game is a crude form of extortion. In it, a man and a woman work together. The woman seduces a sucker, and the male accomplice — armed with a revolver — breaks into their hotel room at a predetermined time and catches the woman and the sucker in bed, then pretends to be the woman’s husband and threatens to kill the sucker. The sucker — often a VIP — is forced to cough up money to save his life. Once, Wilson Mizner and a female accomplice played the badger game, but Mr. Mizner got drunk and slept past the time he was supposed to break into the hotel room. When he finally woke up, he didn’t have a revolver handy, so he pulled a major bluff. He tore the label off a tomato can, rushed into the hotel room, said the can was filled with nitroglycerine, and threatened to drop it and blow up everyone, including himself. The sucker begged for his life and coughed up $10,000 in gold dust. When the female accomplice asked for her share, Mr. Mizner gave her the tomato can. “What the hell good will this do me? she asked. Mr. Mizner replied, “I don’t know, but it earned me$10,000.”

• A small-town Jew visited a friend who had moved to a big city. “Hello, Dovidl. How are you?” he asked. “Fine, but now my name is Dmitri,” his friend replied. “And how is your daughter Rachel?” the small-town Jew asked. “Fine, but her name is now Regina,” the big-city Jew replied. “And how is your life?” the small-town Jew asked. “Fine,” his friend replied. “Every morning I eat breakfast, then I lie for a while on my verandah. Next I read my mail, then I lie for a while on my verandah. Then I eat lunch, then I lie for a while on my verandah. Then I eat supper, and then I lie for a while on my verandah. So it goes throughout each day. Life is fine.” When the small-town Jew returned home, he was asked about his friend. “He is doing well,” he said, “but he is now called Dmitri, his daughter Rachel is now called Regina, and his wife Leah is now called Verandah.”

• The French can be very relaxed when it comes to sex. English author Douglas Sutherland was dining with two French friends when one said to the other, “By the way, mon brave, since we are such old friends I feel I owe it to you to tell you that I sleeping with your wife.” Mr. Sutherland froze, certain that a fight would break out. However, the other Frenchman replied to the first, “Indeed, mon cher ami. Tell me, is she any good at it nowadays?”

• In the 1930s, Henry Cadbury, a Quaker, was a New Testament scholar at Harvard. A woman professor shocked many people when she divorced her husband and married someone else. At a faculty party that Mr. Cadbury and his wife Lydia attended, the woman professor walked in and Lydia told her husband, quite loudly, “Henry, does thee know that that woman committed adultery?” Mr. Cadbury replied, “I only know, Lydia, that she has not committed it with me.”

• Comedians Paul Rodriguez and Elaine Boosler were getting ready to perform in a prison when guards came by with a prisoner in shackles. Mr. Rodriguez picked up Ms. Boosler and carried her over to the prisoner and asked, “Hey, man, how many cigarettes will you give me for her?” The prisoner replied, “No offense, but I don’t like women anymore; however, I’ll give you a carton if you’llspend the night with me.”

• One of the artworks owned by choreographer Léonide Massine was a drawing by Pablo Picasso which showed a satyr raping a nymph. Mr. Massine’s cleaning woman in London looked at the drawing, then told him, “Either that goes, or I do.” Because he needed a cleaning woman, Mr. Massine packed up the drawing and sent it to his home in Italy.

• Christine Jorgenson was famous because she acquired her sex through a sex-change operation. As a result, she lectured occasionally at universities. Once, comedian Jack Oakie asked what she lectured about. She replied, “Sex,” and Mr. Oakie said, “That makes sense — you had both of them.”

• When Muriel Lillie, sister of comedian Beatrice Lillie, decided to get divorced, her husband was very obliging. He let her claim that he was unfaithful and sent her a telegram listing the names of women he had committed adultery with — the names of the women were completely fictitious.

• A bus stopped and a mother with six sets of twins got on. The bus driver looked at the sets of twin, then told the woman, “You must have gotten twins each time.” The mother replied, “No, thousands of times we didn’t get any.”

• On You Bet Your Life, Groucho Marx asked a beautiful model what her most exciting experience had been, but she couldn’t remember any. Groucho commented, “A model with no exciting memories? What were you modeling — clay?”

• Sam Levenson’s sister Dora once wanted their mother to go to a PTA meeting, but she said she was too busy. Dora pleaded, “There’s going to be an important speaker. She’s going to talk about sex appeal. Mrs. Levenson — the mother of seven boys and one girl — replied, “I already gave.”

• Philosopher Richard Watson once told philosopher Richard Rudner that he had been studying the philosophy of sex for 15 years and that so far he had written only seven pages. Mr. Rudner replied, “Fifteen years is not long enough, and seven pages are too many.”

• According to Sir Rudolf Bing, Mary Garden came to his box at the Metropolitan Opera wearing a low-cut, strapless dress, although she was then an old lady. An even older man asked her, “What makes that dress stay up?” She replied, “Your age, sir.”

• Whenever an obnoxious guy tries to pick up comedian Judy Tenuta, she tells him, “I was looking for something a little higher on the food chain.”


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