Wanda Lavonne Jackson (born October 20, 1937) is an American singer, songwriter, pianist and guitarist who had success in the mid-1950s and 1960s as one of the first popular female rockabilly singers and a pioneering rock and roll artist. She is known to many as the “Queen of Rockabilly” (or “First Lady of Rockabilly”).
Jackson mixed country music with fast-moving rockabilly, often recording them on opposite sides of a record. As rockabilly declined in popularity in the mid-1960s, she moved to a successful career in mainstream country music with a string of hits between 1966 and 1973, including “Tears Will Be the Chaser for You, “A Woman Lives for Love” and “Fancy Satin Pillows”.
If you see your brother standing by the road With a heavy load from the seeds he sowed And if you see your sister falling by the way Just stop and say, “You’re going the wrong way
“You’ve got to try a little kindness Yes, show a little kindness Just shine your light for everyone to see And if you try a little kindness Then you’ll overlook the blindness Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets
Don’t walk around the down and out Lend a helping hand instead of doubt And the kindness that you show every day Will help someone along their way
You got to try a little kindness Yes, show a little kindness Just shine your light for everyone to see And if you try a little kindness Then you’ll overlook the blindness Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets
You got to try a little kindness Yes, show a little kindness Just shine your light for everyone to see And if you try a little kindness Then you’ll overlook the blindness Of narrow-minded people on the narrow-minded streets
Studying how and why rhythm evolved in these primates could help unravel the mysteries of human musicality.
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THE INDRI IS a lemur, a primate with opposable thumbs; a short tail; and round, tufted, teddy-bear-like ears. They share a branch of the evolutionary tree with humans, but our paths diverged some 60 million years ago. Still, one very striking similarity has stuck around: Indris are one of the few mammals that sing. Family groups create choruses in the treetops of their rain forest home in Madagascar; their voices ringing out for miles. Those songs—which biologist Andrea Ravignani describes as sounding like a cross between several jazz trumpeters jamming, a humpback whale, and a scream—are also the only songs other than those made by humans to be structured with regular, predictable rhythms.
In fact, indri rhythm can be the same as human rhythm, says Ravignani, who studies bioacoustics at the Max Planck Institute for Psycholinguistics. He is part of an international team of researchers whose recent paper in Current Biology is the first to document rhythm in lemurs.
Analyzing how, and when, the lemurs’ songs use a rhythmic structure could help researchers understand musicality in humans, the evolutionary purpose of which remains mysterious. Traits like color vision, bipedal ambulation, and prolonged infanthood have all been attributed to evolutionary pressures that favored the people who carried certain genes. But music, which is so pervasive across human cultures, is unexplained. “As a music lover I am fascinated by the beauty of music,” says Ravignani. “As a biologist, I’m puzzled about why we still haven’t found an answer when many other things are so obvious in human evolution.”
Ravignani’s team’s work on the indris’ rhythm is just beginning. In addition to their morning announcement song, the animals also sing when they’re lost, as a warning, or as a threat, so De Gregorio is curious about whether those songs also have these rhythms.
Next, Ravignani wants to apply these research techniques to other singing primates, like gibbons, and then to marine animals like seals. “And then who knows?” he asks. “Every year or so, we discover that at least one animal species has something that we previously thought was uniquely human. So I think we’re up for a lot of surprises.”
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Give me back my wig Honey now let your head go bald. Give me back my wig Honey now let your head go bald. Really didn’t have no business Honey buyin’ you no wig at all.
Takin’ me downtown Say four forty nine, When I get down there I swear, nine ninety nine.
You just give me back my wig Honey now let your head go bald. Really didn’t have no business Honey buyin’ you no wig at all.
Yeah my Mama told me And your good friend too, When you get that wig That’s the way you gonna do.
You just give me back my wig Honey now let your head go bald. Really didn’t have no business Honey buyin’ you no wig at all.
Goodbye little one All I got to say. Give me back my wig and be On your merry way.
You just give me back my wig Honey, now let your head go bald. Really didn’thave no business Honey buyin’ you no wig at all
Help Me Somebody Help Me I Wonder Where I Am I See My Future Before Me I’ll Hurt You When I Can It Seems Like I’ve Been Here Before Confusion Sprung Up From Devotion A Halo That Covers My Eyes It Sprung From This First Estrangement No One Have I Ever Despised Is This The Way That You Wanted To Pay Won’t You Show Me Please Show Me The Way Is This The Way That You Wanted To Pay Won’t You Show Me Please Show Me The Way
My promise could be your fiend A given end to your dreams A simple movement or rhyme Could be the smallest of signs We’ll never know what they are or care In it’s escapable view There’s no escape so few in fear Give in a changing value
To be given your sight Hid in a long peaceful night A nervous bride for your eyes A fractured smile that soon dies A love that’s wrong from your life and soul A savage mine had begun Hello, farewell to your love and soul Hello, farewell to your soul
Now I know what those hands would do No looking back now, we’re pushing through We’ll change these feelings, we’ll taste and see But never guess how the him would scream But never guess how the him would scream But never guess how the him would scream
The sunny side is always so much better than the shaded side.
Seen the carnival at Rome Had the women, I had the booze All that I can remember now Is little kids without no shoes
So, I saw that train and I got on it With a heartful of hate and a lust for vomit Now I’m walking on the sunnyside of the street
Stepped over bodies in Bombay Tried to make it to the U.S.A. Ended up in Nepal Up on the roof with nothing at all And I knew that day I was going to stay right where I am On the sunnyside of the street
Been in a palace, been in a jail I just don’t want to be reborn a snail Just want to spend eternity right where I am On the sunnyside of the street
As my mother wept it was then I swore To take my life as I would a whore I know I’m better than before I will not be reconstructed
Just want to stay right here The sunnyside of the street The sunnyside of the street The sunnyside of the street The sunnyside of the street
The idiot above committed one of the greatest geopolitical blunders in history. The Iraq invasion in 2003 was uncalled for and completely unnecessary. Saddam was no threat to the U.S. The invasion and subsequent war cost tens of thousands of lives and caused that area of the Middle East to headlong into chaos, extreme hardship and indescribable violence . The invasion is still felt in the region to this day.
Green Day released this song in 2005.
This idiot attempted a coup D’etat against the fairly elected president of the United States in 2021. He continues to say that he actually won the 2020 presidential election without any concrete evidence whatsoever. He also pulled the United States out of climate agreements and a nuclear deal with Iran. He imposed tariffs on friendly countries and harshly criticised and slandered NATO. He also divided the American nation like no other president. His lies have created a deep ideological rift within the very fabric of American culture and society. Let’s hope and pray that this idiot fades away and gets sequestered into a deep cesspool within American history.
Image caption,The Beatles played the Stockton Globe on the day their second album was released in November 1963
Photographer Ian Wright was just 18 when he captured The Beatles on stage on 22 November 1963. But the photos never made it into his newspaper because of an event half-way around the world.
The Beatles had just played their first set at the Stockton Globe to 2,400 screaming girls, and another 2,400 were making their way in for the night’s second performance when the frontman of the support band heard a newsflash on his transistor radio.
“He had a clapped-out trannie that was held together with chewing gum and elastic bands, and he used to tie the little aerial around one of his cymbal stands,” recalls Wright, who was hanging around backstage.
“He was tuning in to Radio Luxembourg to find out who was in the top 10. All of a sudden there was a crash. He’d dropped the cymbals. He came out and looked completely gaunt and ashen. He mumbled something but you couldn’t grasp what he was saying.
“And then he composed himself and he said, ‘It’s just been on Radio Luxembourg. The president of the United States of America has been assassinated.’
“It was surreal. The place just went silent.”
Image caption,The Fab Four returned to the venue in October 1964
Wright’s paper the Northern Echo, under the direction of legendary editor Harold Evans, immediately turned out a special edition that went on a fleet of lorries to London in an attempt to beat the national titles to the following morning’s commuter trade.
The day of the gig also saw the release of The Beatles’ second album With The Beatles, but the paper’s exclusive story about the world record 350,000 advance orders went by the wayside, as did Wright’s photos from that night – which remained unpublished for almost half a century.
The Stockton-on-Tees venue shut in 1975 and did not operate as a music venue for almost half a century, until it reopened after a £28m renovation (delayed and way over budget) earlier this month.
Wright’s photos of The Beatles and other iconic artists who performed there in the 60s, many of which have never been seen, have now gone on permanent display at the venue, as well as being included in a new book.
Image caption,Beatles fans ignored the “no waiting” signs outside the venue
Wright got to know the bands while hanging out at venues including the Globe, taking photos from the orchestra pit.
“McCartney said, ‘What do you hear down there?'” Wright says. “I said, ‘It’s very surreal because it’s like a seashell. If I turn this way, I can hear you perfectly on stage. If I go the other way, all I can hear is a cacophony of screaming girls wetting their knickers.'”
As well as the crowds inside the venue, thousands more blocked the high street outside.
When the news began to spread about US President John F Kennedy’s assassination in Dallas, Texas, there was an eerie atmosphere, Wright says.
“When we went out into the streets, it was sheer silence. You could hear a pin drop. Many young girls were hugging each other and consoling each other. Nobody knew what to do next.
“Over the road was the parish church, and somehow the dean managed to pull all his campanologists together, and all of a sudden the bells started to toll. It was absolutely incredible. And then slowly…” He imitates the crowd’s spontaneous applause. “That’s what happened.”
Image caption,The Rolling Stones’ Brian Jones and Mick Jagger photographed in 1965
Nevertheless, The Beatles’ second performance of the night went ahead as planned, and Wright photographed them again when they returned the following year.
One year after that, the Stones visited the County Durham town – and this time there was a very different atmosphere.
“There was a feeling of menace in the air. Something was going to happen, you knew it,” Wright recalls.
“I hadn’t been there more than about two songs into the Rolling Stones set when all of a sudden a nine-inch spanner whistled past my head, landed on the stage, pinged off the cover of a footlight and hit Charlie Watts’ drums.
“The next thing, all of a sudden [Mick] Jagger jumped, span in the air and had his back to the audience. He carried on singing and all the time he was fumbling in his pocket. He brought out this crisp handkerchief and then turned to the audience, and there’s blood pouring down his face.
“It’s on his shirt, it’s down his trousers, it’s on his shoes. He finished the song, and he walked off. And they brought down the curtain.”
Rolling Stones gigs were occasionally marred by violence, and the singer had been hit by a sharpened coin thrown by Teddy Boys in the crowd, according to the photographer. “This one was half an inch above his eye, otherwise he’d have been blinded.”
Image caption,Cliff Richard backstage with a local woman whose identity Wright and his paper unsuccessfully tried to traceImage caption,Cilla Black in the Globe’s not-so-salubrious dressing room (with Wright in the mirror)
Wright also captured stars like Cliff Richard, Cilla Black, Roy Orbison and Ike and Tina Turner on stage and in their dressing rooms.
Many of those photos can now be seen on the walls of the venue, which reopened with a McFly concert on 6 September.
Wright, now 76, returned on Tuesday to give a talk about his memories – and says he was transported back to that night when The Beatles came to town.
Image caption,Ian Wright returned to the renovated venue this weekImage caption,The refurbishment ended up costing seven times the original £4m budget
“We were doing a run-through and they put the photographs up on the screen, and they put The Beatles on the sound system, and I said, ‘This is where I was standing when I took this photograph.’
“And all of a sudden, when the picture came up, the whole atmosphere in the theatre went cold, it went tingly, and everybody stopped. It was dead quiet. They were like spirits.”
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