putainfromage

probably too late and unnecessary, but i just made these for fun using the baudot code generator.

joe cocker - black-eyed blues

THAT PICTURE. :o :dead:

the beatles - she said she said (from alternate revolver)

proof=10

this bagel is fucking HARD.

ani difranco - untouchable face

:blush:

III CAN'T TELL YOU HOW I FEEL! MY HEART IS LIKE A WHEEL! LET ME ROLL IT! LET ME ROLL IT TO YOUUUU!

donovan and joan baez - colours

joan baez - wagoner's lad

george harrison - sue me, sue you blues

that sucks. :(

woo seeing proof tomorrow! i love my new avatar and sig.

bob dylan - wedding song

ooh i might be seeing jethro tull!

it is a great documentary, i'm watching it for the second time right now.

joan baez - there but for fortune

"save the whales!" by country joe mcdonald When my grandpa was a boy, he went down to the general store. Saw a picture book of whales, shootin' his spout and flashin' his tail. Then he go, a sailor's dream, cruisin' around on the salty sea. Joinin' up with a fishin' crew go out and get him a whale or two. Tell me what kind of men are these that sail upon the salty seas. Lovin' and drinkin' in the afternoon, swabbin' the deck and sharpnin' harpoons. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. So early in the morning. Lots of whales in the deep blue sea, we kill them for the industry. Drag 'em alongside and chop 'em in two, melt them down and sail it to you. There hardly is a sailor alive who can keep a tear from his eye. Cause he remembers the good old days when there were no whales to save. Now we can thank the industry for scouring the deep, blue sea. Lookin' for ivory and perfume, and oil to light your licing room. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. So early in the morning. Shanghi by the light of the moon, put out from Boston in the middle of June. Thirty-six months out at sea is nothing but death and misery. Set off on a three year cruise, Union ship and a Union crew. And after six months he began to see, whalin' not what it used to be. A modern ship and a modern crew, occalascopes and explodin' harpoons. A mechanical boat made of steel, A floatin' machine just to kill all the whales. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. Hooray, up she rises. So early in the mornin'.