Alex Gibney and Alison Ellwood's MAGIC TRIP is a freewheeling portrait of Ken Kesey and the Merry Prankster's fabled road trip across America in the legendary Magic Bus. In 1964, Ken Kesey, the famed author of "One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest," set off on a legendary, LSD-fuelled cross-country road trip to the New York World's Fair. He was joined by "The Merry Band of Pranksters," a renegade group of counterculture truth-seekers, including Neal Cassady, the American icon immortalized in Kerouac's "On the Road," and the driver and painter of the psychedelic Magic Bus. Kesey and the Pranksters intended to make a documentary about their trip, shooting footage on 16MM, but the film was never finished and the footage has remained virtually unseen. With MAGIC TRIP, Gibney and Ellwood were given unprecedented access to this raw footage by the Kesey family. They worked with the Film Foundation, HISTORY and the UCLA Film Archives to restore over 100 hours of film and audiotape, and have shaped an invaluable document of this extraordinary piece of American history.
(Calling the police, Calling the g-men
Calling all americans to war on the underworld)
Arabian Prince, back wit' a style that's hype
Not slow and low, it's the fast type
Gettin dumped, can you hear the drums
Yo Dre why don't you pump it up some
I pumped it up so now what's up
Yo Yella boy, add a little cut
What the hell, you think we need some bells
Yeah, homeboy, might as well
There it is, so now what's next
A little ssssssssssss
So find me a ho, wait a minute
You need somethin' else then
This is what I want you to do
Feel the groove, bust a move
Yo I'm tired, what about you
Man this is somethin' to dance to
Man that's wack, everybody used that
Yo, why dont you bring back the other track
Yeah there you go that's what I'm sayin
I like it when that dope stuffs playin
Real loud, in ya ear hole
Man let's go, I think my feet are swoll' from dancin' so damn much
Maaaaaan, I don't give a what
You wanna leave? With all these females pullin on my sleeve
I bet, you can jet, homeboy, no sweat
This is what I want you to do
Feel the groove, bust a move
This is somethin' to dance to
Let the bass kick
Th-th-this is somethin ta dance to(x7)
A nice close-up piece on Hugue Dufour and Sarah Obraitis who run the delicious M. Wells diner in Queens. Many already know that they're closing their current spot, but they're already in the works to open up a new joint in the vicinity.
I used to love Rancid. In lieu of what's going on across the pond, I was reminded of this track:
I saw a man get the beat down
Took his money and his wallet left him dead on the ground
I saw them gather celebrate the crime
Teaching us the laughter another lesson of mankind
I raise my hand, I've got another question:
"If I start a riot, will I get protection?
'Cause I'm the kid whose got a lot of problems
and if I throw a brick maybe the brick will go and solve them."
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
I'm boiling up the city's on heat
Red alert tension you know it's on the street
Code blue city of the dead
Sirens in the night with the lights bloody red
See how we do this (hell yeah) see how we ride
Throw a brick light the fuse dodge a bullet duck inside
It's a statistic hammered on my brain
Branded with a number another pawn in the game
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi! Oi!
In front of me debauchery (hell yeah)
Crying in line and dying burning debris
My Face is burning, burning so quick
Like a candle at the end of its wick
Well, I turn the dial, I turn the channel
I turn into a monster fighting the eternal battle
I need some help and, there is no doubt
If I'm gonna go down I'm gonna take somebody out
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Oh.... yeah.... I wanna riot
Riot!
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir I have tried in my way to be free. Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book I have saved all my ribbons for thee. If I, if I have been unkind, I hope that you can just let it go by. If I, if I have been untrue I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me. But I swear by this song and by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee. I saw a beggar leaning on his wooden crutch, he said to me, "You must not ask for so much." And a pretty woman standing in her darkened door, she cried to me, "Hey, why not just ask for a little more?"
Oh like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free.
Just copped a Greg Wilson edit of this song, but thought I'd post the original today:
When I die and they lay me to rest Gonna go to the place that's the best When I lay me down to die Goin' up to the spirit in the sky Goin' up to the spirit in the sky That's where I'm gonna go when I die When I die and they lay me to rest Gonna go to the place that's the best
Prepare yourself you know it's a must Gotta have a friend in Jesus So you know that when you die He's gonna recommend you To the spirit in the sky Gonna recommend you To the spirit in the sky That's where you're gonna go when you die When you die and they lay you to rest You're gonna go to the place that's the best
Never been a sinner I never sinned I got a friend in Jesus So you know that when I die He's gonna set me up with The spirit in the sky Oh set me up with the spirit in the sky That's where I'm gonna go when I die When I die and they lay me to rest I'm gonna go to the place that's the best Go to the place that's the best
Got into a daft state of mind after just hearing that an unreleased track by Daft Punk made back in 1994 will be released on Soma Records upcoming 20th anniversary collection.