An actor has to be very, very careful, as one of the most wonderful props - and actors love props - is a cigarette. There's so much to do with it: you can bring it up to your face, play with the smoke. It's just the greatest - ever since I was 16 and in acting school in England, I've been playing around with cigarettes.
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Props 'n Pounds
KURT LODER - MTV NEWS:
"Here is someone that's obviously playing rock and roll who is also a
funk artist, who covered a lot of categories that which artists have
been separating for so long and brought them together purposely ... ."
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Love 4 one another is the only sound 2day
Positivity is the only way
Chorus:
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Love 4 one another is the only sound 2day
Negative people don't get to play
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Why you wanna holler when you know what the bible say
Positivity is the only way
Once again when the coin is tossed
And lands upon the sea
Unsuspecting lives are lost
They didn't have to be
When the book is opened
and The Son condemns them all
Pagan holidays,crucifixes
$100 tears will fall
Chorus :
(hey)
(no play)
(you know it)
All the ones still in the game
Never give me pounds
Egotists to proud to say the opposite of found
Worrying about the validity of the rulers crown
When everyone ought 2 be in line giving props n pounds
Chorus:
(hey hey hey)
(ooow)
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Once again when the money get tossed
Never gonna see npg floss
Keeping you happy is the only cost
Love God and everyone or your life will be lost
Listen to the words that will save every one
Safe sex campaign talking about a gun
With CON as the prefix, suffix be the DOM
(dumb)
Look at them both and tell me something
What's in the Trojan Horse? Lubrication.
Nothing goes in my woman except The Son
REWIND
KURT LODER / MTV NEWS:
" ... I mean he's just one of the greatest live performers there is but
all this other stuff, the attitude, going on around it. I mean you can
be a great musician and not have the right kind of approach. And Prince
has the right approach 2. ...I think the gift of simplicity is like a
keynote of art I mean, he doesn't he knows when to stop - usually ...."
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Props n pounds
Chorus :
(U better choose right, U better choose right before your life get lost)
Yeah
Props N Pounds.
song performed by by Prince
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Cigarette Girl
“Cigarettes, cigarillo, cigars, ” I did say,
as cigarette smoke came my way,
Choking on the smoke from it’s tar,
I only liked the smell of the cigar.
I was a cigarette girl in the casino Mystic Lake,
I got a big tip in high stakes.
It was a $20.00 coin of red,
I had to cash it in before I left.
One day I met the piano man,
He introduced me to Chucky
a generous soul with a helping hand.
Chucky painted my props for my show,
He painted World War II planes a long time ago.
We gambled at this casino all summer long,
I would ride in his car listening to Frankie’s songs.
Cigarette girl job had to end,
I will always remember Chucky my dear old friend.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 22,2011
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poem by Christina Sunrise
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If Everyone Was Listening
The actors and jesters are here
The stage is in darkness and clear
For raising the curtain
And no-ones quite certain whose play it is
How long ago, how long
If only we had listened thein.
If wed known just how right we were going to be.
For we dreamed a lot
And we schemed a lot
And we tried to sing of love before the stage fell apart.
If everyone was listening you know
Thered be a chance that we could save the show
Wholl be the last clown
To bring the house down?
Oh no, please no, dont let the curtain fall
Well, what is your costume today?
Who are the props in your play?
Youre acting a part which you thought from the start
Was an honest one.
Well how do you plead?
An actor indeed!
Go re-learn your lines,
You dont know what youve done
The finales begun.
If everyone was listening you know
Thered be a chance that we could save the show,
Wholl be the last clown
To bring the house down?
Oh no, please no, dont let the curtain fall.
song performed by by Supertramp
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Cigarette Girl
"Cigarettes, cigarillo, cigars, " I did say,
as cigarette smoke came my way,
Choking on the smoke from it's tar,
I only liked the smell of the cigar.
I was a cigarette girl in the casino Mystic Lake,
I got a big tip in high stakes.
It was a $20.00 coin of red,
I had to cash it in before I left.
One day I met the piano man,
He introduced me to Chucky
a generous soul with a helping hand.
Chucky painted my props for my show,
He painted World War II planes a long time ago.
We gambled at this casino all summer long,
I would ride in his car listening to Frankie's songs.
Cigarette girl job had to end,
I will always remember Chucky my dear old friend.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 22,2011
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poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Looking doubly good
the same force
that props up
the flower props me up
the same power that
gets the plant to bloom
is the same that
gets me to laugh
bring in the plant
bring in the flower
let me have it in my hand
the admiration
i have in the flower
makes it shine
doubly well
and i look doubly good
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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Acting is all about big hair and funny props... All the great actors knew it. Olivier knew it, Brando knew it.
quote by Harold Ramis
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I love to come in and play with a wig or glasses or clothes. I love using props. I'm from the Peter Sellers school of trying to prepare for the character.
quote by Dan Aykroyd
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The Oversight Has Enlightened More Minds
For you to believe,
An acknowledgement due...
With a receiving of my props,
Has not happened to occur to be dropped...
Will assist the stopping of my activities to achieve?
Let me share with you a secret...
I've been doing this long before props cropped,
To put any light to spot one's accomplishments.
But I will admit this as I think of it...
The oversight has enlightened more minds.
Including my own which has not ceased to broaden.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The main prank that we play with props is for people's birthdays. The special effects people will put a little explosive in the cake so it blows up in their face - that's always fun to play on a guest star, or one of the trainees or someone who's new.
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Roles They Play To Rehearse
It is easy for anyone,
Not sitting in a hot seat...
To accuse someone for not doing something,
Believed that should be done overnight.
Or someone else could do it better immediately.
Especially if that one has received accolades,
To assume qualifies them with beliefs...
That certain roles they play to rehearse,
And re-enact to fantasize...
Turns their delusions into realities.
'Be careful on the scene.
They are actually using live ammo.
Nothing used are 'props'.
If you should get shot,
You will drop...for real! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Ultimately To Digest
Look not do I,
To you to give me 'props'.
Or acceptance of status...
To swell an ego,
You believe I've got!
Whatever it is I have achieved,
It is a love for what I do...
And so far that has not stopped.
With a thankful gratefulness for my blessings...
I have already screamed from rooftops.
And believe this or not...
Impressing anyone,
Was the furthest thing from my head.
Since those obstacles I've had to confront...
I alone had to conquer first instead.
So,
Look not to you I do...
To stop to bestow upon me 'props'.
I am motivated by my own intiative.
And to continue to do that...
Leaves me the first to say I am shocked!
I have been no stranger,
To what I have lived to see.
With a craving tasted daily to eat!
Ultimately to digest with nonstop observation.
And to do this with doubt sometimes hanging about...
Has helped me to comprehend,
The definition of amazement.
Since I do remember the attachment of its beginning.
'What are you doing in there, boy?
You better not be writing on those walls.'
Well,
Uh...
Okay!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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All actors do that. Should do that and do that. For the most part. I say all actors. I'm exaggerating, but you know who does and who doesn't. Vince is a wonderful young actor who knows his work and did a beautiful job on this film.
quote by Harvey Keitel
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An acting assistant stage manager in a theater in Canterbury, a rep theater. A small wage but just enough to get by on, and I made props and I walked on, and I changed scenery, and I realized that I just loved it.
quote by Jeremy Irons
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There are lots of wonderful old Italian actors. You don't need to take an Egyptian to play an Italian actor.
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David was the kind of guy who was totally supportive of the actors and instructed the writing staff to trust the actor's instincts, since after all, it's the actors playing the character.
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We don't see the people who are doing real things getting enough props. We often see politicians who are everywhere but nowhere at the same goddamn time. You know the kind of person: You see them everywhere on television but nowhere in front of your face.
Sex and After.
She knows one day
Sex will be a memory,
A nightly séance with
Her dead self. Hardwick
Will still be just one of
Her many lovers, pissing
His pants in some old folks
Home, dribbling over his
Shirt, forgetting her as he
Turns to go numbly to sleep.
She inhales her cigarette,
Watches the smoke rise,
Sees in the corner of her
Room, a spider hanging.
Hardwick is due at seven.
He will bring white wine,
Foreign food, the hot sexy
Movie they both want to
See, then to bed, sex, sleep.
She exhales the smoke, holds
The cigarette to one side, her
Naked body sensing warm
The sheets. Suzie he'll say,
Putting the wine and food in
The fridge, placing the movie
On, can we try that position on
Page 35? Last time it was page
32, the position not much fun,
Too much work, quite hard to do.
Mother'd turn in her grave to
See her thus. Naked at four in
The afternoon, smoking French
Cigarettes, thinking of hot sex,
Wanting old age to stay away.
She sits up, stubs out the cigarette.
Mother died of cancer, too soon,
Too much, no answer. Hardwick
Will bring and expect the same:
The wine, the food, the sex after
The movie, the sleep after in her
Double bed, and all the time that
Humming of her mother in her head.
poem by Terry Collett
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Like your heart dropped acid
And you know you're half broken; feels like your jutting ribs are cutting into you more every day. I don't have to watch your envy kick your pride in the balls. I don't have to listen as your enigma prevails in an argument with facts. A mind cast to the gallows, a Holocaust for your very own heart. You can roll those sunken eyes all you want, dearie.
Subtle at first. One smoke, two smoke, three smoke, four... And, karmic, no one ever questioned you about it as you had hoped, even though you had an answer for every cigarette. Overdoses and guns were too shocking; slitting wrists too much like a teenage girl. (Sometimes, I wonder if you forgot that's what you were.) Out-and-out suicide was wrong, you said, but it lost its sting if you strung it out over decades. All our old friends, the ones you started hanging out with again, the ones who quit smoking, they'll roll cigarettes for you. They love to roll cigarettes, and roll their earrings, and argue about anarchy. And you love them, and you love the cigarettes, the music, the sweat and patchouli, the panhandling, how their...your...minds always beat in straight time.
But you fell measures behind, and the music, the freight-hopping, the cigarettes, they mean nothing to you now. Everyone knows your beauty scars aren't from brambles or kittens, and that's the way you like it. You can only use that bleach as an excuse for hair caught in the drain for so long.
I'm listening to you recount your inner-battles, with all the vehemence of a wall flower, and I finally understand.
You just want to be beautifully fucked up. Or pretty, like your heart dropped acid.
poem by Claire Stuart
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But It Makes Me Lots Of Money
Cigarette addiction kills people
But it makes me lots of money
It ruins their health
But it makes me lots of money
They cannot breathe properly
But it makes me lots of money
Their addiction causes them misery
But it makes me lots of money
A trillion cigarette butts pollute our earth daily
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarettes cause fires which burn many people to death
But it makes me lots of money
Parents buy cigarettes when their children need to eat
But it makes me lots of money
Cigarette smoke fills our bars and nightclubs, very unpleasant
But it makes me lots of money
Dirty ashtrays are disgusting
But it makes me lots of money
Why are you allowed to promote and sell such a disgusting product?
Because I've got lots of money
(Sydney, Australia - 2003)
poem by Alessandra Liverani
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If We Cant Have You
Hang a picture up on your wall
Tighten all the nails so it dont fall
In this picture, could have been a picture of my face
Something painful, went and took its place
If he cant have you, guess that no one else will
Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown
If he cant have you, guess that no one else will
Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown
Drink your coffee in the morning,
And at night, go and drink your beer
All along you dont feel so welcome here
And I walk by, and you steer clear
You always said, itd come passionate here
Dont like what you see, you dont like what you hear
If he cant have you, guess that no one else will
Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown
If he cant have you, guess that no one else will
Watch him think a while, smoke a cigarette and smile as I frown
song performed by by Whiskeytown
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