Dance of the Living Image

☀ ☀ ☀ I ♥ L.A. ☀ ☀ ☀

2008-12-29T08:30:00.000-08:00

W I K I

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Climate
Main article: Climate of the Los Angeles Basin
Los Angeles has a Mediterranean climate or Dry-Summer Subtropical (Köppen climate classification Csb on the coast, Csa inland). Los Angeles enjoys plenty of sunshine throughout the year, with 263 sunshine days and only 35 wet days annually.[29]

Echo Park as seen with Palm Trees
Summer or dry period of May thru October is warm to hot and dry with average high temperatures of 74 - 84°F (24 - 29°C) and lows of 58 - 66°F (14 - 19°C), however temperatures frequently exceed 90°F (32°C) and occasionally reach 100°F (38°C) in inland areas (away from the moderating effect of the ocean). Winter or rainy period of November thru April is mild and somewhat rainy with average high temperatures of 68 - 73°F (20 - 23°C) and lows of 48 - 53°F (9 - 12°C).[30]
The Los Angeles area is also subject to the phenomenon typical of a microclimate. As such, the temperatures can vary as much as 18°F (10°C) between inland areas and the coast, with a temperature gradient of over one degree per mile (1.6 km) from the coast inland. California has also a weather phenomenom called "June Gloom or May Grey", which sometimes gives overcast or foggy skies in the morning at the coast, but usually gives sunny skies by noon, during late spring and early summer.
Los Angeles averages 15 inches (385 mm) of precipitation annually, which mainy occurs during the winter and spring (November thru April) with generally light rain showers, but sometimes as heavy rainfall and thunderstorms. The coast gets slightly lower rainfall, while the mountains gets slightly higher rainfall. Snowfall is extremely rare in the city basin, but the mountains within city limits slopes typically receive snowfall every winter. The greatest snowfall recorded in downtown Los Angeles was 2 inches (5 cm) in 1932.[31]

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F I L E :

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CHIRGILCHIN

2007-12-02T11:33:00.000-08:00

http://www.mediafire.com/?axlmz9tyns2

2007-11-27T08:48:00.000-08:00

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DIALOGUE BETWEEN NATURE AND AN ICELANDER

2007-11-25T01:57:00.000-08:00

~from "Operette Morali, by Giacomo Leopardi - 1798-1837~

An Icelander who had traveled over the greater part of the world, and
lived in many countries, was once wandering in the heart of Africa,
and crossed the equator in a place no man had ever seen before. There
he had an adventure like the one that befell Vasco da Gama, who, as he
rounded the Cape of Good Hope, watched that very Cape, guardian of the
Astural seas, loom up before him in the form of a giant in order to
dissuade him from breaking those oceans through, where none before had
sailed. In the distance he saw an enormous bust, which he at first
though was of stone, like the colossal figures seen by him many years
before on Easter Island. But on closer inspection, he found it was the
body of a woman of huge proportions, seated on the ground and holding
herself erect by resting her back and elbows against a mountain. This
was no statue, but a living person, with a face that inspired both
admiration and terror, and jet black eyes and hair. She stared at him
intently for some time, without speaking, but at last said:
Nature: Who are you? And what are you doing here, where no man has
been before? Icelander: I am a poor Icelander, fleeing from Nature,
and having fled from her all my life to every corner of the globe, now
I seek to escape her here. Nature: So flies the squirrel from the
rattlesnake, only to drop exhausted into the latter's jaws. I am she
from whom you fly. Icelander: Nature? Nature: None other. Icelander:
That grieves me to the quick, for I am sure that nothing worse than
this could happen. Nature: It should have occurred to you that I might
very well be here, where as you know, my power is greater than
elsewhere. But what was it that made you flee? Icelander: I must
confess that after only a few experiences in early youth I became
convinced of life's vanity and folly. I saw men engaged in a constant
struggle to buy pleasures that bring no delight and goods that bring
no joy; enduring and giving rise to countless pains and evils, which
are troublesome and harmful at best; for in short, the farther they
strayed from happiness, the more they sought to attain it. For these
reasons, renouncing all other desires, I resolved to live an obscure
and tranquil life, doing harm to no one, not striving to advance my
fortune or contend with others in any way. Despairing of happiness as
of something denied our species, I determined to avoid suffering at
all costs. Not that I thought of abstaining from physical work or
toil; for you are well aware of the difference between fatigue and
discomfort, and between a quiet and an idle life. But as soon as I
started to act on this resolution, I learned by experience how vain it
is to think that by giving offense to no one, one may avoid being hurt
by others, even by yielding spontaneously to all their demands and
contenting oneself with what is least desirable in all things,
including one's station in life, which, no matter how humble, must
always be defended. But I easily freed myself from the cares of men by
removing from their society, which in my native island may be done
without difficulty. Living in solitude and almost without a trace of
joy, I could not escape suffering, because I was tormented by the
long, cold winters and the short, hot summers characteristic of the
region, while the fire, next to which I was compelled to spend most of
my time, dried up my flesh and filled my eyes with smoke; so, both
indoors and out, I could never save myself from perpetual discomfort,
or live the peaceful kind of life to which I had always aspired; for
the fearful storms on land and sea, the rumblings and threatenings of
Mount Hecla, and the dread of fires, which in wooden dwellings like
ours are constantly occurring, never ceased to perturb me. Such trials
as these, which are borne with comparative ease when the mind is
occupied with the duties of social and civil life, or distracted by
the bustle of passing events, assume a much graver and more serious
aspect in a life of solitude, in which nothing is sought for but peace
and quiet. Seeing thus that the more I restricted, or rather
contracted, myself within myself in order not to harm or offend
anything in the world, the more troubled and disturbed I felt, I
resolved to change country and climate, in order to see if there was
anywhere on earth where, offending none, I might at least not suffer.
Another reason I was moved to do this was because I thought that
perhaps you had planned for the human race (as you have done with many
species of animals and plants) to live in only one climate or region
of the globe; so that if men, contrary to your design, persisted in
going beyond the bounds you assigned them, they might blame their
troubles not on you, but on themselves. Therefore I have searched
everywhere, and explored nearly every country, always keeping my
resolution to do no harm to other creatures, or the least possible,
and to seek nothing for myself but a peaceful life. But I have burned
with heat in the tropics, curdled with cold at the poles, suffered in
the temperate zones from the changeability of the weather, and been
troubled everywhere by elemental commotions. Then, too, I have seen
places where never a day goes by without a storm, which means that
every day you attack the people who live there, who have never done
you any harm. In other places there are calm skies above and
earthquakes below, a furious multitude of volcanoes, and constant
underground rumblings that shake the whole country. Winds and
whirlwind devastate the land. Sometimes I have felt the roof cave in
over my head, laden with heavy snow; sometimes the rain fell so hard
that the earth gave way under my feet; and often I have had to run for
my life as fast as my feet would carry me from the floods that pursued
me as if I had done them wrong. Wild beasts I had never harmed
attempted to devour me; snakes tried to poison me; and in some places
I only narrowly escaped being gnawed to the bone by flying insects.
Not to speak of the countless everyday perils which are always
threatening, for, as Seneca says, there's no cure for fear except the
thought that everything is to be feared. Nor have I been spared any
illness, though I have always been, and still am, not only temperate,
but self-denying in all the pleasures of the flesh. I am struck with
wonder when I consider that you have instilled in us such a firm and
insatiable greed for pleasure that without it our lives are abortive
and imperfect, while ordaining at the same time that the indulgence of
this desire shall be, of all things human, the most hurtful to the
health and strength of the body, the most calamitous in its general
effects, and the most contrary to the duration of life itself.
Nonetheless, though abstaining from almost every pleasure, I could not
avoid suffering various and sundry ills, some of which threatened loss
of life and limb, or even worse all oppressing mind and body for days
or months at a time with countless aches and pains. And though all men
in time of sickness experience new and unaccustomed pains, and other
torments besides (as if human life were not wretched enough at best),
you have never given man, in compensation for this, any periods of
exceptional or extraordinary good health from which he might derive
some unalloyed pleasure. In countries where the ground is always
blanketed with snow, I have been nearly blinded, a thing of frequent
occurrence among the Laplanders. Sun and air, so vital and necessary
to life, and therefore inescapable, harass us continually--one with
its heat and even its light, the other with its humidity or its
rigors; so that a man can never be exposed to either without more or
less discomfort or harm. Indeed, I cannot remember spending a single
day or my life free of suffering, while those I spent without even a
trace of happiness are countless. Therefore I must conclude that you
are the manifest enemy of mankind, of the other animals, and of all
your works, since I realize that suffering is as much our destined and
inevitable fate as unhappiness, and that it is as impossible to live a
peaceful life of any kind as it is to lead an active one without
misery; for now you ensnare us, now you threaten us, now you sting us,
spite us, or rend us, and always you either injure or persecute us.
Habit or fate as made you the slaughterer of your own family and
children, and, in a manner of speaking, of your own flesh and blood.
Thus I have abandoned all hope; for though men stop persecuting those
who really want to hide or flee, you keep up your senseless pursuit
until we are destroyed. Already I am approaching the bitter and
sorrowful period of old age, a true and manifest evil, or rather, an
accumulation of the worst evils and miseries; evils, moreover, not
accidental, but decreed by you in laws for every living thing,
foreseen by all of us even from childhood, and increasingly apparent
from our twenty-fifth birthday on, so that, of human life, scarcely a
third belongs to youth, only a few instants to maturity and
perfection, and all the rest to old age and imminent decline. Nature:
Surely you don't think the world was made for you alone? You should
realize that in my works, my laws, and my processes, with rare
exceptions, I have never been especially concerned for man's happiness
or unhappiness. When I cause you harm, I hardly ever mean to; for,
ordinarily, if I please or help you, I don't know it' and despite what
you may think, I have never altered my actions or behavior in order to
please or help you. And, finally, if I happened to wipe out your
species, I probably would not even notice. Icelander: Suppose someone
urged me to visit his home, and I went there to please him. Imagine,
further, that on my arrival he lodged me in a rent and ruined cell,
damp, fetid, and open to wind and rain, where I was constantly in
danger of being crushed. Instead of taking the trouble to entertain
me, or promoting my comfort, he provided just enough to keep me alive
and let me be insulted, mocked, threatened, and beaten by his children
and family. Yet if I complained to him of such treatment, he might
answer: "Did I build this house for you? Or do I keep my children and
retainers just to serve you? I have other things to think about
besides your comfort, or giving you good cheer." To this I might
reply: You didn't build this house for me, yet it was in your power
not to invite me. But since you asked me to come and stay here, don't
you think it is up to you to make sure I am protected from danger and
suffering? That's what I am saying now. I am well aware that you never
made the world for the service of men. I rather think you made and
ordered it for their torment. Now I ask you: Did I ever beg you to
place me in this world? Did I intrude into it violently, against your
will? But if you put me here without my knowledge or consent, isn't it
your duty, if not to keep me happy and content, at least not to taunt
and torture me, and let me live in peace? And I say this not only for
myself, but for the whole human race, and every living thing. Nature:
Apparently it hasn't occurred to you that life in this universe is a
perpetual cycle of production and destruction, so bound together that
one is always counteracting, the other, thus preserving the world,
which, if either ceased to operate, would likewise dissolve. Therefore
if man did not suffer, the world itself might be destroyed. Icelander:
That's the very argument I hear from all philosophers. But since what
is destroyed suffers, and what destroys cannot be happy, but is soon
destroyed in turn, tell me what no philosopher can tell me: For whose
pleasure or profit does this most miserable life of the universe,
preserved only at the cost of the dead and suffering of all its
component parts, exist?
While they were in the midst of debating these and similar problems,
the story goes that two lions came upon the scene, so worn out and
starved that they hardly had the strength to devour the Icelander,
which they nonetheless did, and with all of that nourishment, managed
to live through the day. Some deny this, and say that as the Icelander
spoke, a great, fierce wind arose, slapping him to the ground and
burying him under a majestic pile of sand that dried him up perfectly,
turning him into a fine mummy, which was later discovered by a group
of travelers and placed in the museum of some town or other in Europe.

M I N N I E T H E M O O C H E R

2007-11-15T15:50:00.000-08:00

B E T T Y B O O P + B I M B O

M O O N W A L K ? !

"Get yourself that radio brother...and your troubles are all over"

*look out for that homefire radio product plug*

J I M H E N S O N ~ T I M E P I E C E

2007-11-15T15:27:00.000-08:00

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W I K I :
Time Piece is an experimental short film produced, directed, and written by Jim Henson, who also played the leading role.
Henson began the project in the spring of 1964 and continued to work on it for nearly a year, between commercial projects and various Muppet television appearances. The short film premiered in May 1965 at the Museum of Modern Art and was distributed through Pathe Contemporary films to arthouse theaters and the film festival circuit. It played in New York City along with the French feature A Man and a Woman.

JAZZ AT MASSEY HALL~"THE GREATEST JAZZ CONCERT EVER"

2007-11-12T11:28:00.000-08:00

W I K I :
Jazz at Massey Hall is a jazz album featuring a live performance by "The Quintet" on 15 May 1953 at Massey Hall in Toronto. The musicians were five of the biggest names in jazz: Dizzy Gillespie, Charlie Parker, Bud Powell, Charles Mingus, and Max Roach. It was the only time that the five recorded together as a unit, and it was the last recorded meeting of Parker and Gillespie.[citation needed] Parker famously played a plastic alto saxophone on this date; he could not be listed on the original programme notes or album cover for contractual reasons, so was billed as "Charlie Chan" (an allusion to the fictional detective and to Parker's wife Chan). The record was originally issued on Mingus's label Debut, using his own tape recording of the concert; the bassist, unhappy that his lines were insufficiently audible on the recording, overdubbed his part on some of the tracks, and it is possible during the bass solos to hear him duetting with himself at times.
The music was born in part out of tension between the musicians, especially between Parker and Gillespie. One story asserts that they at first refused to go on stage, instead watching television in their dressing room.

"Bass-ically Speaking"....
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A B N E R J A Y~THE LAST OLE MINSTREL

2007-11-07T18:14:00.000-08:00

I'm A Hard Workin' Man
http://www.mediafire.com/?axlmz9tyns2

K A M E N R I D E R R X

2007-11-07T18:06:00.000-08:00

DYLENNON

2007-10-13T18:28:00.000-07:00

Drunk intruders punch hole in Monet

2007-10-08T10:56:00.000-07:00

The Argenteuil Bridge 1 8 7 4

F L O A T E R S

2007-10-07T13:55:00.000-07:00

"...and my name is Charles..."

W I K I P E D I A

The Floaters were an African American band from, Krainz Woods, Detroit, Michigan, based R&B vocal group formed in 1976.

The band was formed by the former Detroit Emeralds' singer James Mitchell, with his brother Paul Mitchell, Larry Cunningham, Charles Clark and the unrelated Ralph Mitchell. Most of The Floaters were from the Sojourner Truth housing project, on Detroit's Eastside.
James Mitchell apparently came up with the idea and tune for their one major hit, "Float On", in a dream. The lyrics spotlighted each member of the band, who introduced themselves with their name and astrological sign. "Float On" was tracked in a garage recording studio called Pac 3.[1] The song was written by Arnold Ingram, Marvin Willis and James Mitchell Jr., and produced by Woody Wilson. It became a world wide hit in 1977 on ABC Records, reaching #1 on the U.S. R&B chart, #2 on the U.S. Billboard Hot 100 chart, and #1 in the UK Singles Chart (for a single week in August that year).
Follow-ups such as "You Don't Have to Say You Love Me" could not duplicate the bizarre charm of "Float On", but, with some changes in the line-up, the group remained active for several years, unable to shake off their one-hit wonder tag.
The Floaters returned to Pac 3 to record a new version of "Float On" with Full Force for the Brooklyn, New York based group's summer 2001 TVT debut album, Still Standing.[2]

RHEINGOLD

2007-10-06T13:55:00.000-07:00

Dreiklangsdimensionen

Computer Beat

G O O G L E T R A N S L A T I O N of german wikipedia:

Rhine gold was a group of music in the surrounding field of the new Germans wave. The members were Bodo Staiger (singing, guitar), Lothar Manteuffel (text) and Brigitte Kunze (key board).

Between 1980 and 1984 Rhine gold published three LPs with German-language electrical Pop. Among largest successes the titles triad dimensions, river and FanFanFanatisch (the music to the film the fan, with Désirée Nosbusch and Rhine gold singer Bodo Staiger in the main roles) ranked. In the German single Charts Rhine gold reached place 17 with triad dimensions, place 24 with FanFanFanatisch and place 44 with stand for you well. Triad dimensions was first the NDW assigned single, those into the Top-20-Charts of the German Federal Republic emerged [1] (October 1981).
Lothar Manteuffel became 1992 part of the Duos Elektric Music, together with the former power station musician Karl Bartos.
Bodo Staiger participated 1997 in the production of a solo album of the former power station musician Wolfgang Flür, which was published under the project name Yamo.

Mind Game

2007-06-26T14:36:00.001-07:00

the world of 1972

2007-06-26T14:34:00.000-07:00

hello

2007-06-26T14:25:00.000-07:00