cuz he KILLED HIMSELF with a SHOTGUN

I really like this music video.

There’s also a remix of this song with KKB:

@carpathianflorist

What’s your relationship with audiences today?

Audiences are far more attentive to what I have to say now than they were then. And, also, I say it more coherently and clearly now than I did then, because now I’m not constrained by the rock group that I was with then. They were always trying to drag me back from my natural instinct, which is to tell the truth. What’s interesting about you being here with me now is that none of the newspapers in Toronto sent anybody to review my shows. What I’d like to know, what I’d like you to ponder on, and maybe ask your readers, is if they have any theories as to why that may be?

I hate to get in the way of a good conspiracy theory, but your concert wasn’t the biggest in town that night. I was assigned to cover the Weeknd’s concert at Rogers Centre.

But the Weeknd was cancelled. And my show was for two nights. I have no idea what or who the Weeknd is, because I don’t listen to much music. People have told me he’s a big act. Well, good luck to him. I’ve got nothing against him. Would it not have been possible to review his show one night and my show another night?

Speaking for The Globe, I can tell you that we don’t do as many concert reviews as we used to. I didn’t cover your show, but I did put in for an interview with you before the concerts and it wasn’t granted. And I’m speaking with you now.

Good, I’m glad to hear that, and I look forward to reading this in the pages of your newspaper. I’m not trying to make a personal attack. I’m just saying it seemed odd. And, by the way, with all due respect to the Weeknd or Drake or any of them, I am far, far, far more important than any of them will ever be, however many billions of streams they’ve got. There is stuff going on here that is fundamentally important to all of our lives.

After seven days he was quite tired, so God said:

"Let there be a day-

Just for picnics with wine and bread."

He gathered up some people He had made

Created blankets, and laid back in the shade

The people sipped their wine

And what with God there,

They asked him questions

Like: Do you have to eat

Or get your hair cut in heaven?

And if your eye got poked out in this life

Would it be waiting up in heaven with your wife?

God shuffled his feet

And glanced around at them

The people cleared their throats

And stared right back at Him

So he said:

"Once there was a boy who woke up with blue hair.

To him it was a joy 'til he ran out to warm air...

He thought of how his friends would come to see

Would they laugh, or had he got some strange disease?"

God shuffled his feet

And glanced around at them

The people cleared their throats

And stared right back at Him

The people sat waiting

Out on their blankets in the garden

But God said nothing...

So someone asked Him,

** "I beg your pardon.

I'm not quite clear about what you just spoke...

Was that a parable, or a very subtle joke? **

God shuffled his feet

And glanced around at them

The people cleared their throats

And stared right back at Him

Her hair is Harlow gold

Her lips a sweet surprise

Her hands are never cold

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll turn her music on you

You won't have to think twice

She's pure as New York snow

She got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just what it

Takes to make a pro blush

She got Greta Garbo's standoff sighs, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll let you take her home

It whets her appetite

She'll lay you on a throne

She got Bette Davis eyes

She'll take a tumble on you

Roll you like you were dice

Until you come out blue

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you, when she snows you

Off your feet with the crumbs, she throws you

She's ferocious and she knows just what it

Takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you, she'll unease you

All the better just to please you

She's precocious, and she knows just what it

Takes to make a pro blush

All the boys think she's a spy, she's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll tease you

She'll unease you

Just to please you

She's got Bette Davis eyes

She'll expose you

When she snows you

'Cause she knows you, she's got Bette Davis Eyes

She'll tease you

If you’re like, under 30 maybe you didn’t see this?