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Fear Factory ft Gary Numan Cars re-edit 2020

Here in my car I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors And it's the only way I live In carsHere in my car I can only receive I can listen to you And it keeps me stable for days In carsHere in my car When the image breaks down Will you visit me, please If I open my door In carsHere in my car I know, I've started to think About leavin' tonight Although nothin' seems right In carsHere in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems In carsHere in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems Here in my car Nothin' seems Songwriters: Gary Anthony James Webb

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Ministry - Lay Lady Lay

Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bedStay lady stay Stay while the night is still ahead Stay lady stay Heaven's fills our headWhatever colors that you have in your mind I show them on to you and you see them shineStay lady stay Stay with your man a while Till the break of day Then you're gonna see him smileHis clothes are dirty but his hands are clean And you're the best thing, he's ever seenWhy wait any longer for the world to begin? You can have your cake and eat it too Why wait any longer for the one you love When he's standing over you?Lay lady lay Lay across my big brass bed Stay lady stay We're gonna build the whole night aheadI long to see you in the morning light I long to reach for you all nightLay lady lay Lay lady lay Lay lady lay Lay lady lay Lay lady lay

Songwriter: Bob Dylan

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Hunters & Collectors - Throw Your Arms Around Me (Official Video)

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Christine Anu - Come On

Heavy song about how addiction impacts through the generations

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Black Smoke - Emily Wurramara

Emily Wurramara is an Anindilyakwa singer, songwriter, and producer. She grew up in Meanjin (Brisbane) and the Northern Territory. She is now based in Lutruwita/Trowunna (Tasmania). She sings in both English and Anindilyakwa.

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Emily Wurramara - 'STFAFM' ft. Arringarri (Official Music Video)

Emily Wurramara is an Anindilyakwa singer, songwriter, and producer. She grew up in Meanjin (Brisbane) and the Northern Territory. She is now based in Lutruwita/Trowunna (Tasmania). She sings in both English and Anindilyakwa. Emily wrote this song about her  mental health

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Del Amitri - Not Where It's At

… With some girls it don't matter who you hang with With some girls it don't matter how you talk And some girls they are easy to be yourself with But the one girl that I want Ain't easy to please with what I've got… With some girls it don't matter where you're aiming With some girls it don't matter how you act And some girls they don't care what car you came in But the one girl that I want She wants that one bit of geography I lack… Yeah, she don't want me 'Cause I'm not where it's at Yeah I'm not where it's at… And some girls they will worry about reactions And some girls they don't give a damn for that But somehow I ain't ever in on the action 'Cause the one girl that I want She wants that one little quality I lack… Yeah she don't want me 'Cause I'm not where it's at Yeah I'm not where it's at… I don't have my finger on the pulse of my generation I just got my hand on my heart I know no better location… Yeah she don't want me 'Cause I'm not where it's I'm not where it's I'm not where it's at Yeah I'm not where it's at

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Robodebt – NACC corruption cover up evidence sent to the Inspector of th...

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The Big Man Upstairs - Party Dozen 

 How short are the memories and attention spans of voters who now support Dutton and the LNP. 

IF we do not learn from history we duplicate the SAME MISTAKES 

Sydney’s Party Dozen (saxophonist Kirsty Tickle and percussionist Jonathan Boulet) are back with a new album, Crime In Australia – the follow-up to their international breakthrough album, The Real Work (2022). That album included many new developments in the band’s evolution that earned them significant praise – most notably the Nick-Cave-featured “Macca The Mutt”, the surprisingly radio-friendly skronk of “Fruits Of Labour,” and the epic string-drenched beauty of “Risky Behaviour.”

As with its predecessor, Crime In Australia was written, recorded, produced and mixed by the duo themselves in their studio in Marrickville, Sydney. Across its ten tracks, Crime In Australia showcases a group absolutely unafraid to explore their “many dumb ideas” and as a result going places that are thrilling, visceral, face-melting, surprisingly danceable, and frequently ridiculous (often all at the same time).

The Real Work was Album of the Week in Stereogum, Bandcamp and Brooklyn Vegan amongst others. It was Feature album at 5 Australian community radio stations and received support globally from 6 Music, KEXP and KCRW who filmed a live session in Seattle. Party Dozen toured Europe twice, as well as North America, China and Japan, playing with the likes of The Bad Seeds, Spiritualized, Tropical Fuck Storm and Algiers. They released a 7” on Sub Pop’s Singles Club and signed with the legendary Temporary Residence Ltd. 

The album was a finalist for the Australian Music Prize and the Sydney Music And Creative Awards Best Album. “Macca The Mutt ft. Nick Cave” was nominated for the Triple J Award for Best Video. Kirsty won the National Live Music Awards Instrumentalist Of The Year. Album track “Earthly Times” was re-recorded with guest vocals from billy woods.

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Post Malone - I Had Some Help (feat. Morgan Wallen) (Official Video)

You got a lot of nerve, don't you, baby? I only hit the curb 'cause you made me You're tellin' all your friends that I'm crazy Like I'm the only one Why'd you throw them stones if you Had a wild hair of your own or two? Livin' in your big glass house with a view I thought you knewI had some help It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work" Hell, I had some help (help)You thought I'd take the blame for us a-crumblin' Go 'round like you ain't guilty of somethin' Already lost the game that you been runnin' Guess it's catchin' up to you, huh You think that you're so innocent After all the shit you did I ain't an angel, you ain't heaven-sent Can't wash our hands of thisI had some help It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work" Hell, I had some help (help)It takes two to break a heart in two, ooh Baby, you blame me and, baby, I blame you Aw, if that ain't the truth (oh)I had some help It ain't like I can make this kinda mess all by myself Don't act like you ain't help me pull that bottle off the shelf Been deep in every weekend if you couldn't tell They say, "Teamwork makes the dream work" Hell, I had some help (help)

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Englewood Moments in History - Cherrelyn Horse Car

The Cherrelyn Horse Car at the Englewood Civic Center is the best-known horse drawn mass transit vehicle in the United States - and perhaps the world.

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Prime Minister Paul Keating - Launch of International Year of the World'...

Happy 80th Birthday Paul Keating Your Redfern Park Speech was your finest moment as Prime Minister…

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My childhood trauma didn't make me stronger. it made me a people pleaser. it made me forgive way too much. it made me not speak when i'm supposed to. it made me an extreme empath.

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Feelgood story turns bad as Sky humiliates Indigenous teenager who caught $1m barramundi

It was the feelgood story of the year from the Northern Territory when 19-year-old Keegan Payne caught a barramundi worth $1m in a competition designed to promote tourism.

“The whole family was shocked – they’re all proud of me,” he told the ABC. “We’re from Katherine, Mum’s from Kakadu.

“It’s pretty hard going for us at the moment with money but now, with a million dollars, don’t have to complain about it.”

But one live interview, on Sky News Australia, turned into a humiliating experience for the Indigenous teenager when the host, Peter Stefanovic, asked him a question about an incident he was involved in when he was 16.

“There is a claim online that you stole a Polaris Ranger and Polaris quad that you and your friends stole and damaged from a business a few years back. First of all, is that true?” Stefanovic asked.

A shocked Payne, who was sitting in the Darwin Sky News studio, quietly said “yes”.

Pushed to explain himself, Payne said he and his mates “weren’t thinking at the time”, were “still young” and that he regretted it “big time”.

It was excruciating to watch.

Contacted by the Daily Mail, Payne’s former boss Bob Cavanagh said the young man had “always felt so terrible for what he did” and he was an otherwise “good kid”. He had also offered to pay him back.

After the Stefanovic interview, Cavanagh told Sky News reporter Matt Cunningham he did not proceed with police charges at the time, opting instead to talk to the boys and their parents and they agreed to work for free on weekends.

Indigenous leader and Sydney city councillor Yvonne Weldon said she was appalled by the interview.

“They invited him on to talk about his prize catch and then proceeded to put him on the stand for an adolescent misdemeanour,” Weldon said in a LinkedIn post. “In doing so, they’ve shown no regard for his wellbeing and right to privacy.

“Moreover, they have perpetuated a harmful and negative stereotype about Aboriginal young people.”

Naomi Moran, the general manager of Australia’s only independent Indigenous newspaper, the Koori Mail, said “this is what institutionalised discrimination looks and sounds like in mainstream media”.

“A narrative that is so familiar,” Moran said, also on LinkedIn. “That a black person will only be who he once was, rather than who he has become in this country.

“We must continue to call out this representation of our people in mainstream Australian media.”

Sky News did not respond to a request for comment and Stefanovic deleted his social media accounts overnight.

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i hope my absence gives you the peace my love apparently never could

- nick <3

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PJ HARVEY "To Bring You My Love " ❤️ Live at Sentrum Scene, Oslo 30.10 2023

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poem by David Campbell, which won the top award in the 2011 Bronze Swagman competition.

WASTELAND ... © 2011 – David Campbell

WASTELAND ... © 2011 – David Campbell

My mother sits beside the bed, a quiet, tranquil scene,

but then, once more, a sense of dread destroys what might have been.

I see the wasteland in her eyes…a barren, lonely place

where nods and smiles cannot disguise the sadness in her face.

She walks where no-one else can go, quite deaf and dumb and blind

to anything she used to know, for darkness clouds her mind.

Instead she sees a phantom world, where truth and dreams combine,

like silken threads of cobwebs curled around a withered vine.

And I can’t help the way I feel, the thoughts I can’t deny,

the hurt that simply will not heal, the anger that won’t die.

I still resent what she’s become, what she has done to me,

and then my guilt just leaves me numb, for I can’t set her free.

Where once was love, there’s only fear at what she now might say;

I hate to think what I might hear, the price I’ll have to pay.

She heaves a sigh and takes my hand, then rips my life apart.

I know she doesn’t understand, but yet she breaks my heart.

“Please tell me, dear, how is my boy? I’ve not seen him for years.

He used to bring me so much joy, but now there’s only tears.

I loved him so, my only son, and thought he felt the same;

I cannot think what I have done to give him cause for blame.

I see him out there on the track…he goes to meet his Dad,

and then they both come striding back…he’s such a handsome lad.

The son and father, side by side, both look so very fine,

and I stand watching, filled with pride to know that they are mine.

But now they’re gone, I don’t know where, and I am banished here,

with one small room, a bed, a chair…they’ve let me disappear.

I can’t believe that they’d do this, just simply walk away

without a word, a smile, a kiss, to help me through each day.”

I want to shout “That isn’t true!” but muffle any curse,

for arguing does not get through, and only makes it worse.

Dementia stalks its helpless prey, and strikes with subtle force;

relentlessly, that slow decay pursues its deadly course.

Her memory would wax and wane, and often she accused

my Dad and I of some campaign to keep her all confused.

Then came the day she got quite lost while visiting a friend,

and that was when we learnt the cost, and knew where this would end.

This trauma took away her life…where once she’d always led

as daughter, mother, loving wife, a stranger walked instead.

She had to be in full-time care, a choice that we regret,

but back at home, to our despair, her needs could not be met.

My father will not visit now…he cannot stand the pain,

and tells himself that still, somehow, she’ll be herself again.

So I am left to face her grief, to see her slowly age,

accepting that there’s no relief from unrelenting rage.

Yet as I watch her sitting there, a ghost of days now gone,

I find I’m even more aware of how her light once shone,

as she fought bushfire, drought and flood, and never ceased to strive

to save our land, our flesh and blood, and keep our dream alive.

For she was vibrant, strong and bold, a pioneer to all,

a woman who could not grow old, who answered any call.

She never let a neighbour down or turned back one in need,

and she was honoured in our town for thought and word and deed.

But now she’s trapped, she can’t escape this wasteland of the mind,

a hell that has no form or shape, that cannot be defined.

And then it comes, the fearful thought, though selfish it may be,

that no-one’s safe from getting caught…it might one day be me.