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Jolene (33 R.P.M) - click for .mp3

Unsure where this came from, if not the palsied hands of the good Lord himself.

Simple premise: Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” slipped from 45 to 33 rpm. Nothing more; no studio trickery, no trip hop drum breaks. The guitar lopes back in and around itself. The bass becomes elastic, hot rubber. The violin stabs become sustained cello lines. The backing choir’s split harmony rattles around, slinking ghostly into the corner.  And most importantly, Parton’s once-frantic vocal is transformed from bubblegum country scrawl into something approximating field holler reverence. 

Hey friends! I got a chance to write for Syfy about how seriously fucked up this family is and how sadly, it mirrors my own: http://www.syfy.com/syfywire/gamora-thanos-and-how-abusive-parents-can-break-us

OMG. Yes.

BLACKFEET TRIBE STATE OF EMERGENCY!

We need food in Blackfeet Nation.

Blackfeet Nourish has been providing food for the Medicine Bear Shelter and Blackfeet Food Bank for more than six years. The month of February has been grueling. Blackfeet [Nation reservation] has been hit by blizzard after blizzard with hurricane-force winds. Many people around Blackfeet Nation are both trapped in their homes and trapped out of their homes, in shelters, and other people’s homes.

100% of the donations will go to food for the Blackfeet Nation and dispersed [by] the shelter and as directed by Blackfeet Tribe’s Incident Command Center.

Go to: http://nourishtheflathead.org/donate/ and please indicate “Blackfeet Nourish” in the message line

The Honolulu Advertiser, Hawaii, November 29, 1960:

Daily World, Opelousas, Louisiana, November 29, 1960:

Daily World, Opelousas, Louisiana, November 30, 1960:

Daily World, Opelousas, Louisiana, December 1, 1960:

The Journal News, Hamilton, Ohio, December 2, 1960:

The Brownsville Herald, Texas, December 2, 1960:

Lebanon Daily News, Pennsylvania, December 2, 1960:

The Republic, Columbus, Indiana, December 5, 1960:

"Now the presence of this instinct explains why we are so often taken by advertisers. You know, those gentlemen of massive verbal persuasion. And they have a way of saying things to you that kind of gets you into buying. In order to be a man of distinction, you must drink this whiskey. In order to make your neighbors envious, you must drive this type of car. (Make it plain) In order to be lovely to love you must wear this kind of lipstick or this kind of perfume. And you know, before you know it, you're just buying that stuff. (Yes) That's the way the advertisers do it."

"But very seriously, it goes through life; the drum major instinct is real. (Yes) And you know what else it causes to happen? It often causes us to live above our means. (Make it plain) It's nothing but the drum major instinct. Do you ever see people buy cars that they can't even begin to buy in terms of their income? (Amen) [laughter] You've seen people riding around in Cadillacs and Chryslers who don't earn enough to have a good T-Model Ford. (Make it plain) But it feeds a repressed ego."