I mean I'm not smarter than the market, but I can recognize a good tape and a bad tape. I recognize when it's right and when it's wrong and that's what my strength is.
quote by Jim Cramer
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All the dialogue on tape, and we'd play the tape in performance. Then I thought it'd be interesting if the actor's repeated what they heard on the tape, but at a slower speed, so we'd get a web of language.
quote by Richard Foreman
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You Can Not Tell This By My Appearance
'Are you mad? '
Of course!
'Good!
I was so afraid,
I'd be the only one.
Here.
Use this.'
What am I going to need the tape for?
'Your smile.
Smile...
Then tape it!
We will never escape...
If anyone should detect,
You are not happy...
And not going along with the BS.
You will be reported to the authorities.
Use the tape quickly.
There's not too much time,
To find others.
We must find them.
Then we must go underground...
To share our happiness and reality.'
Seriously...
I am quite mad.
Pissed to high heaven.
'That's fine.
You can not tell this by my appearance...
But I am outraged! '
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Too Blind To Recognize
Too blind to recognize.
No one really knew,
Who they saw on a regular basis.
And this was not encouraged,
To be expected to accept.
Yet discussing other people,
Was what they did best.
Too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Disrespecting was all they knew.
And this they did with a full effect.
No one knew who did what.
Or who had experiences to share,
That would provide benefits all would get.
So no one saw to see to receive opportunities,
They would meet but too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize,
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize.
Too blind to recognize.
Just too blind to recognize...
Gifts given as a prize!
Gifts given they should pride.
Too blind to recognize.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Real By Reel
In this secret time, invading on our privacy
Unknowing we mime, we play for the ministry
The can film you in bed
Or when you take a bath
They can tape every cry
They can tape every laugh
They can turn you around so you wont know whats
Real by reel
Busy little bees recording everything you feel
On real by reel
Documented down like rats
Theyre catching up on every squeal
On real by reel
Real by reel by real by
In this hidden time, ignorance may help you to cope
Rehearsing for crimes, and sex just in government cinemascope
The can film you at work
Or when they let you play
They can tape what you think
They can tape what you say
They cant blur your i.d. so you wont know whats
Now I lay me down to sleep
Knowing that your lenses peep
Now I eat my daily bread
And into the tape spool Ill be fed
song performed by by Xtc
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Real By Reel
In this secret time, invading on our privacy
Unknowing we mime, we play for the ministry
The can film you in bed
Or when you take a bath
They can tape every cry
They can tape every laugh
They can turn you around so you wont know whats
Real by reel
Busy little bees recording everything you feel
On real by reel
Documented down like rats
Theyre catching up on every squeal
On real by reel
Real by reel by real by
In this hidden time, ignorance may help you to cope
Rehearsing for crimes, and sex just in government cinemascope
The can film you at work
Or when they let you play
They can tape what you think
They can tape what you say
They cant blur your i.d. so you wont know whats
Now I lay me down to sleep
Knowing that your lenses peep
Now I eat my daily bread
And into the tape spool Ill be fed
song performed by by Xtc
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Beyond Recognition
no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
burnt in the firmament of
my unadulterated desire for you
i'm now reduced to
a whiff of thin vapour
quickly carried away by the wind
and in no time absorbed by ether
no friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
i'm now a tomb with all
love and hurt accrued
buried deep within with
no epitaph inscribed
no my friend
no, you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as i sit in a corner of a cold bed
drawing my empty limbs closer
as if they're all that's left of me...
no my friend, no
you can't recognize me
any more at this moment
as much as i can't recognize me myself
through this vacant mirror...
wait, there from a corner
i recognize you simply gazing
at nothing in particular...
why, you alone?
i recognize my self
no more...
25dec2009
01.01hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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There is just a major difference between the sound of analog tape and digital tape.
quote by Kenny W. Shepherd
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All I know is that when I mix to digital and when I mix to tape I compare them and the tape always wins out.
quote by Jim Diamond
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Tape is wonderful at preserving evidence - fingerprints, hairs, fibers. Tape preserves this, especially on the sticky side, even if the body's been out there for a year.
quote by Michael Baden
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It's - as opposed to tape where you have a magnetic tape that's excited by frequencies that you hit, digital was a process where musical sounds are transferred to numbers and stored as numbers.
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A lot of people recognize me or feel that they know me. A lot of times when I speak, they recognize my voice. It's fun, it's exciting. It's always good feedback.
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It's also ironic that in the old days of tape and tape hiss and vinyl records and surface noise, we were always trying to get records louder and louder to overcome that.
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Bad n Ruin
(rod stewart, ian mclagan)
Mother dont you recognize your son, ooh hoo
Coming home, yeah yeah
Getting home, cause I failed you mother, hmm-mmm
Ill be there in the mornin
If you have me back
The rent up here is much too high
For a room without a tap
A room without a tap, hoo
Ill be early in the morning
And Ill find my way back home
Back home bad n ruin
With my tail between my legs
Tail between my legs
And Ill be so tired
Ill be so tired, now listen
Ill be early tomorrow morning
And Ill fall down off my plane
Dont be embarrassed mother
By your ugly worn-out son, hmm
Your ugly worn-out son.
So just let me warn you
Mother, you wont recognize me now
Mother, you wont recognize me now
Mother, you wont recognize me now, hoo
And Ill be down on cannon[? ] street
Passport in my hand
Should you could not recognize me
Ive heavily made-up eyes
Momma, you wont recognize me now
Brother, you wont recognize me now
Hello there
Sister, you wont recognize me now
Mother, you wont recognize me now
Ooh, hoo
So mother when youve seen me
Dont forget Im your boy too
I know my brother has done you proud
Hes one foot in the grave
Mother dont you recognize me now ?
Im a burglar in the first degree
But it dont seem to worry me
Ill be so tired, so tired
Ill be so tired, so tired
So tired
song performed by by Rod Stewart
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Now that I can edit the whole thing on AVID and edit the whole thing on tape, maybe I will do the next digitally, because maybe the quality will become less obvious between tape and film.
quote by Michael Apted
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Dog Trap
s/he got a new dog &
like many dogs before it,
it shed & it jumped up on the
sofa, the comfy chair in the
living room, etc.-
in regards to the prior dogs in
her/his life, s/he had
"suffered" the hair deposits,
the smell of dog, be it dry or
wet, and the rest of the
litany of petty problems
which dog owners will claim
when going to great lengths
to tame & beat their happy dog
into submission-
one day,
s/he came up with an idea
as to how to get the dog off the
chair & the sofa-
s/he got up early in the morning,
wrapped the chair in a sheet &
then subsequently wrapped that
sheet in electrical tape, masking
tape &
that really sticky gray duct tape,
all with the adhesive side facing up-
after the chair was engulfed in tape,
s/he left the house &
went to work.
low & behold,
when the once-frustrated dog owner
returned to her/his abode that evening,
there was a whimper coming from the
living room-
the dog, a shaggy dog whose resemblance
to a frayed towel
was uncanny,
had gotten itself stuck on the tape &
the pulling of its hair in the attempt to escape
the tape-engulfed chair,
was too much for the poor dog,
who had been undergoing the pain for
who knows how long-
the satisfied owner
talked conceitedly to the dog,
asking it what the problem was
(as if the poor dog had any idea what
this horrible human was babbling) &
then got down on her/his knees to
help the dog from the trap that had
worked out just the way the owner
suspected that it would,
because the dog never set foot on the
chair or the sofa again.
poem by Andrew Delapruch
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Shake The Nightmare From Your Head
Shake the nightmare from your head
Awaken…
Let not the black magicians beguile you
Fan away their dark clouds of confusion
Refuse them your blood and life essence
The time is ripe for transparency/truth
You’ve hungered for sovereignty
Take it…
Recognize your divine self
Recognize your true destiny
Recognize your place in the Cosmos
Eternity awaits you…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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A Magazine Called Sunset
Theress a magazine called sunset
And a tape machine that won't let
Me ever forget this impossible longing for you
Let's take a map across your pillow
And breathe the sky in through your window
I'll stay in the middle
And watch your books cave in
Oh, maybe you're my inspiration
Just lead me to some new sensation
I'll make a little guide
We can follow
Cause there's a magazine called sunset
And a tape machine that won't let
Me ever forget this impossible longing for you
Or I'm a future fall out standing
In the present race I phantom
There's a magazine
There's a magazine
Oh there's a magazine
Oh yeah
Or I'm a future fall out standing
In the present race I phantom
There's a magazine
And a tape machine
That's everything
There's a magazine
And a tape machine
Oh that's everything
Oh yeah
song performed by by Wilco
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To look across at Moira gives me pleasure
To look across at Moira gives me pleasure.
She has a red tape measure.
Her dress is black and all the workroom's dreary,
And I am weary.
But that's like blood—like a thin blood stream trickling
Like a fire quickening.
It's Revolution. Ohé, I take pleasure
In Moira's red tape measure.
poem by Lesbia Harford
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I cannot tell you what it means when children recognize. This is about the third generation for me. And when kids that small recognize me, it really pleases me, very gratifying.
quote by Dick Van Dyke
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Song For A Mix Tape
today I made you a mix tape
and I decorated it with lots of stars.
it had all my favorite songs.
there was jawbreaker and armchair martain
built to spill and the descendents.
hell I even put one of ours on it.
falling for you was the easy thing to do.
if only somehow I could make you hang around.
today I made you a mix tape
to say exactly how I feel inside
and make you feel it to.
these are the songs that make me smile
and cry myself to sleep at night
when I'm lying without you.
I love you more than I ever loved anyone before.
hey silly girl I'm begging you.
all of these songs they remind me of you
I hope that you like this song.
did you ever listen to the words and melody
do you fell the pain inside
they way that it hurts me?
when your in your room at night
I hope you'll be singing along.
and make me a tape of your favorite songs.
song performed by by Ataris from End Is Forever
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