Quotes about farina, page 3
This is my first experience working in a foreign movie, but the mechanics, I think, are pretty much the same all over; you still have to wait in the trailer.
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I know people who go back and check themselves, but it drives me crazy. Everybody wants to look in the mirror and see Cary Grant looking back at them, but that's just not the case.
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I'd love to do a Western. A real Western like John Ford used to do. There's not too many of them made, so I don't know if I'll ever get to do that. They're awfully hard movies to make.
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I wanted to do Buddy Faro as a small budget movie. They said no. So I wanted to do it as a series of recurring TV movies, and they said no. So I agreed to do it as a series.
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When they released Sidewalks of New York, there were some shots with the towers they were going to take out, and Ed told them no. I don't think they can deny the towers were a part of New York.
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Usually you're in movies with a lot of dissolves and things, but this was kind of quick, more jarring than usual. I thought it would be fun to be in a movie that's unconventional. Then I met Guy and I liked him. I think he's a good man.
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Albums Of Loving
he walked ten miles
through the winter night,
then laid in a ditch
for over an hour....
waiting on her husband
to leave.....
Farina, Hesse, and
talking naked... vodka,
and enough passion
to almost save the world.....
2
he came home from work,
dog-tired, took off his
boots at the door....
he could hear the sound of music....
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poem by Eric Cockrell
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Southern Tribes Of Youth
southern tribes of youth...
high and tight fastball,
louisville slugger cocked,
bases loaded, two outs!
freckled faced girdle wrapped
momma sworn girls laughing...
old chevy trucks, three on the tree,
careful not to jam the gears.
rock n'roll blaring, pedal to the floor,
Richard Farina rebellion,
'beware the monkey demon'!
and Vietnam lied and vomited
on the tv screens...
gunshots, dead Kennedy's,
and Martin Luther King defiled
by angry riots...
marching for peace,
cuffed and stuffed in a van...
staring through the bars,
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poem by Eric Cockrell
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Enigma: Part One (Form Rigid)
I. I contemplate non de plume
the nomenclator pax- kiss of peace.
Coddle the dowry, the dowsables
pas de deux
Fill the kyack with tidytips
from California, that land lease.
No irrational number, reality two.
II. Fattened on krass and farina,
fanfaronade, mordancy,
honey and beurre noir on toast'
nothing too ambsace.
The guidon carried by a guidon
betraying the one, one's fancy
only to be crushed by a juggernaut
-pomace.
III. Could I quintuplicate the subdebutante
becoming tag end?
Would I cozen the bulblet from the branch Circe?
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poem by Midnights Voice
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A Song of Rain
Because a little vagrant wind veered south from China Sea;
Or else, because a sun-spot stirred; and yet again, maybe
Because some idle god in play breathed on an errant cloud,
The heads of twice two million folk in gratitude are bowed.
Patter, patter… Boolconmatta,
Adelaide and Oodnadatta,
Pepegoona, parched and dry
Laugh beneath a dripping sky.
Riverina's thirsting plain
Knows the benison of rain.
Ararat and Arkaroola
Render thanks with Tantanoola
For the blessings they are gaining,
And it's raining - raining - raining!
Because a heaven-sent monsoon the mists before it drove;
Because things happened in the moon; or else, because High Jove,
Unbending, played at waterman to please a laughing boy,
The hearts through all a continent are raised in grateful joy.
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poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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