I go round in circles
Not graceful, not like dancers
Not neatly, not like compass & pencil
More like a dog on a lead going mental
I’m still here, but yet I’m gone
I don’t play guitar or sing my songs
They never defined who I am
The man that loves you ’til the end
You’re the last person I will love
You’re the last face I will recall
And best of all, I’m not gonna to miss you.
“I’m Not Gonna Miss You” is Glen Campbell latest and last ever song. Diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease back in 2011, he embarked on his farewell tour which finished 2012. Now checked into a long term Alzheimer’s care facility, “I’m Not Gonna Miss You” is his farewell song to his wife in the knowledge that the disease is taking away his memories of her.
Not a video you can finish with dry eyes.
Might be good. Probably won’t. But the idea of a seventies sort of retrofuture O’Neill space station comedy is intrigueing. (Via File 770.)
Wings of Saint Nazaire is “a retro space combat sim in the vein of Wing Commander and X-Wing” and the alpha version can be played right now if you have unity installed in your browser, or downloaded in Linux, Mac or Windows versions. X-Wing and Tie-Fighter were games I played a lot as a kid and a new space sim like that would be welcome indeed.
Most polite version ever?
Daniel José Older talks about why you shouldn’t italicise foreign language use in English, but he forgets that it’s only thanks to italisation that we know when spaghetti was still considered an exotic, foreign dish in America!
I find this guy fascinating, those dead eyes in that handsomely bland face, slightly nasal voice and the overcompensating with the hands and the bobbing and moving from side to side. It can distract somewhat from his point, which is of the well, duh, variety but argued quickly. Sort of a refresher course for internet culture.
Paul Rooney – Lucy Over Lancashire.
Part one in what may become a series. Way back in the stone ages, or the eighties as it was know at the time, the movie footage videoclip became a common way to both promote a movie and provide a band with a cheap videoclip. For many of us growing up that time who were too young or lacked the opportunity to catch these movies in the cinema, these clips were the only way in which we saw some of the eighties’ biggest movies. And often once you did watch them, they were nowhere near as good as the video. Case in point, The Falcon and the Snowman, late Cold War spy thriller that never lived up to the promise of its melancholy Bowie theme song.
Current musical obsession fed by listening to to much 6music in the early afternoon.