What are you listening to right now? (24)

[Sif]

 

[Miles]

 

[public hermit]

A great song about the Expulsion of the Acadians from Nova Scotia and Acadia. Many ended up in Louisiana as Cajuns. Longfellow's epic poem Evangeline is about the same series of events. If you spend time in South Louisiana you will come across the name Evangeline a good bit.

 

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Steven Paul "Elliott" Smith (August 6, 1969 – October 21, 2003) was an American singer, songwriter, and multi-instrumentalist. Smith was born in Omaha, Nebraska, raised primarily in Texas, and lived much of his life in Portland, Oregon, where he first gained popularity. Smith's primary instrument was the guitar, though he also used piano, clarinet, bass guitar, drums, and harmonica. Smith had a distinctive vocal style, characterized by his "whispery, spiderweb-thin delivery", and used multi-tracking to create vocal layers, textures, and harmonies.

Smith died on October 21, 2003 at the age of 34 from two stab wounds to the chest. At the time of the stabbing, he was at his Lemoyne Street home in Echo Park, California, where he lived with his girlfriend, Jennifer Chiba. According to Chiba, the two were arguing, and she locked herself in the bathroom to take a shower. Chiba heard him scream and upon opening the door saw Smith standing with a knife in his chest. She pulled the knife out, after which he collapsed and she called 9-1-1 at 12:18 pm. Smith died in the hospital with the time of death listed as 1:36 p.m. (SOURCE)

 

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"Everyday People" is a 1968 song by Sly and the Family Stone. It was the first single by the band to go to number one on the Soul singles chart and the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart. It held that position, on the Hot 100, for four weeks from February 15 to March 14, 1969, and is remembered as a popular song of the 1960s. Billboard ranked it as the No. 5 song of 1969. As with most of Sly and the Family Stone's songs, Sly Stone was credited as the sole songwriter. (SOURCE)

 

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Here in this diary
I write you visions of my summer
It was the best I ever had
There were choruses and sing-alongs
And that unspoken feeling
Of knowing that right now is all that matters

All the nights we stayed up talking
Listening to '80s songs
And quoting lines from all those movies that we love
It still brings a smile to my face

I guess when it comes down to it
Being grown up isn't half as fun as growing up
These are the best days of our lives
The only thing that matters is just following your heart
And eventually you'll finally get it right

Breaking into hotel swimming pools
And wreaking havoc on our world
Hanging out at truck stops just to pass the time
The blacktop singing me to sleep

Lighting fireworks in parking lots
Illuminate the blackest nights
Cherry cokes under this moonlit summer sky
2015 Riverside, it's time to say goodbye

 

[Rigatoni]

 

[Rigatoni]

 

[public hermit]

 

[public hermit]

 

[Rigatoni]

 

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And one of these days I'm gonna talk
With all the saints that have gone before
And in their sandals I will walk
And we will sit upon the shore
And I will learn all the things
That I never knew before
All this and more

 

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Take me past the outer courts Into the Holy Place Past the brazen altar Lord I want to see your face Pass me by the crowds of people And the Priests who sing your praise I hunger and thirst for your righteousness But it's only found in one place

www.youtube.com/watch?v=6Tyu9IJKFi0

 

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"Makes me wanna quit my jobs and go hitchhiking homeless style but with class!!!" -Random YouTube comment

 

[Miles]

 

[Sif]

 

[Sif]

 

[Rigatoni]

 

[Miles]