February 26, 2011
Serge Gainsbourg Science-fiction Marie Mathématique 1er et 2e
Serge Gainsbourg chante Marie Mathématique
1er épisode héroïne
science-fiction
1965
Dim Dam Dom
Serge Gainsbourg
Sandie Shaw
1er épisode de la bande dessinée de Jean Claude FOREST sur des poèmes d'André RUELLAN et une musique de Serge GAINSBOURG.Serge Gainsbourg chante off "Marie Mathématique".
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2ème épisode de la bande dessinée de Jean Claude FOREST : Marie Math et les bestioles.
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Serge Gainsbourg sings science-fiction Marie Mathématique 1er et 2éme theme (Dim Dam Dom 1965)
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On my command, unleash hell! EPIC! Drummer at wrong gig
EPIC!! drummer at wrong gig
lmao thats my nigga
that guy is like the mozart of drum antics....
SoulkidSister 1 hour ago
I couldn't even attempt this without getting motion sickness.
AfrowwJow 1 hour ago
am pretty sure this guy must be loosing a lot of weight every day..!
arunmoses2003 2 hours ago
I didn't know Gary Busey played the drums
xxbss4lifexx 3 hours ago
2:50 to 3:05 EPIC!!
MauReepod 3 hours ago 4 
he should have kicked his set over at the end. woulda been freakin hilarious
On my command, unleash hell.
jimmyhayers 5 hours ago
The only thing that is preventing this angel from unleashing ARMAGEDDON is that golden jacket of DOOM!!!
Kopter000 6 hours ago
I bet the guy went through around 10-15 crashes for that one gig. Gotta learn to not hit the fucking cymbals so hard.
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February 25, 2011
Dubliners
The Sisters
THERE was no hope for him this time: it was the third stroke. Night after night I had passed the house (it was vacation time) and studied the lighted square of window: and night after night I had found it lighted in the same way, faintly and evenly. If he was dead, I thought, I would see the reflection of candles on the darkened blind for I knew that two candles must be set at the head of a corpse. He had often said to me: "I am not long for this world," and I had thought his words idle. Now I knew they were true. Every night as I gazed up at the window I said softly to myself the word paralysis. It had always sounded strangely in my ears, like the word gnomon in the Euclid and the word simony in the Catechism. But now it sounded to me like the name of some maleficent and sinful being. It filled me with fear, and yet I longed to be nearer to it and to look upon its deadly work.
Old Cotter was sitting at the fire, smoking, when I came downstairs to supper. While my aunt was ladling out my stirabout he said, as if returning to some former remark of his:
"No, I wouldn't say he was exactly... but there was something queer... there was something uncanny about him. I'll tell you my opinion...."
He began to puff at his pipe, no doubt arranging his opinion in his mind. Tiresome old fool! When we knew him first he used to be rather interesting, talking of faints and worms; but I soon grew tired of him and his endless stories about the distillery.
"I have my own theory about it," he said. "I think it was one of those... peculiar cases.... But it's hard to say...."
He began to puff again at his pipe without giving us his theory. My uncle saw me staring and said to me:
"Well, so your old friend is gone, you'll be sorry to hear."
"Who?" said I.
"Father Flynn."
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