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Bjrgum Alingi.

ing ing sko myrkra ing brimgarinum a er nefnileg a sag'ann bjrgum Alingi!


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ingmenn okkar slendinga

N fer fram 3. umra um rkisbyrg Icesave samningnum - og depura skir stft mig. g reyni a verjast skninni eftir mtti enda er maur gri fingu. sjnvarpinu s g glitta tvo rherra og sjlfsagt eru eir fleirri stanum, en Jhanna forstisrherra tti a venja sig af v a senda sms skeyti beinni tsendingu sjnvarpsins.

brosandi bob

brosandi

alveg vart

mynd

A reka vndishs, a vera mellumamma.

Mr finnst strfnt a lgreglan skuli n rangri varandi innflutning vmuefna, maur viti alveg a a sem nst verur aldrei nema minnihluti innflutningsins. v miur.

En a sem vekur athygli hr er a essi kona, Katalina, hefur opinberlega viurkennt a vera mellumamma, .e. a hn reki vndishs og hafi af v tekjur. einfeldni minni hlt g a a vri brot lgum, a hafa tekjur af vndi. Ok. n er vndi lglegt landinu og g man ekki betur en a vi seinustu breytingu hafi enn veri lglegt a hafa tekjur af vndi annarra, a skipuleggja a o.s. fr. N svo er nttrulega lglegt a kaupa vndi, er a ekki, fr s breyting ekki gegn voringinu?

Hvernig stendur v a konan hefur ekki fyrir lgnu veri handtekin vegna vndisstarfsseminnar? Er a vegna ess a hn opinberai Viku vitalinu a viskiptavinir hennar su m.a. rherrar og alingismenn? g bara spyr, v er etta ekki grafi upp og er spillingin svona mikil hr?a kemur ekki vart a vmuefnin blandist inn ennan rekstur, essir ttir eru varandi, alltaf, samtvinnair.


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Gan daginn Gulaugur!

etta er ekki gott ml Gulaugur r. N b g eftir a fyrirtkin landinu gefi t lista um alla stjrnmlamenn (og styrktarflg eirra) sem au hafa styrkt vegna prfkjrs, kosninga, ea annars.

g persnulega mun ekki treysta neynum upplsingum sem koma fram a fyrra bragi fr stjrnmlamnnum, um essi ml. Og hanan!

ess utan efast g strlega um a etta fyrirkomulag sem vi hfum bi vi mrg r, eigi nokku skylt vi lri, etta er lkara fyrirtkjaRI, EA KAUPRI (.e. kaupum okkur ingmann)


mbl.is Gulaugur fkk 4 milljnir styrk
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Getraun, hver skrifai etta tmabra lj?

g fann etta lj gum sta og ar sem mr finnst a eiga eins vel vi nnaog egar a var skrifa, birti g a hr - n leyfis hfundar. Nei, nei a er ekki eftir mig.

you tell me about politics
this that
you speak of rats.

geese. a world of peace
you stumble stammer
pound your fist
an i tell you there are no politics
you swear
tell me how much you care

you cheat the lunch counter man
out of a pack of cigarettes
an i tell you there are no politics
you tell me of goons
graves. ginks an finks
an of what youve read

an how things should be
an what youd do if . . .
an i say someones been
tamperin with your head
you jump
raise your voice

an gyrate yourself
t the tone of principles
your arm is raised
an i tell you there are no politics
in the afternoon you run
t keep appointments

with false lovers
an this leaves you
drained by nightfall
you ask me questions
an i say that every question
if its a truthful question

can be answered by askin it
you stomp
get mad
i say its got nothin t do with
gertrude stein
you turn your eyes

t the radio
an tell me what a
wasteland exists in television
you rant an rave
of poverty
your fingers crawl the walls

the screen door leaves black marks
across your nose
your breath remains on
window glass
bullfight posters hang crooked above your head
an the phone rings constantly

you tell me how much ive changed
as if that is all there is t say
out of the side of your mouth
while talkin on the wires
in a completely different
tone of voice

than you had a minute ago
when speakin t me about something else
i say whats this about changes?
you say "lets go get drunk"
light a cigarette
"an throw up on the world"

you go t your closet
mumblin about the phoniness of churches
an spastic national leaders
i say groovy but
also holy hollowness too
yes hollow holiness

an that some of my best friends
know people that go t church
you blow up
slam doors
say "cant no one say nothin t you"
i say "what do You think?"

your face laughs
you say "oh yeeeeeaah?"
im gonna break up i say
an reach for your coat
neath piles of paper slogans
i say your house is dirty

you say you should talk
your hallway stinks as
we walk through it
your stairs tilt drastically
your railings rotted
an theres blood at the

bottom of your steps
you say t meet bricks with bricks
i say t meet bricks with chalk
you tell me monster floor plans
an i tell you about a bookie shop
in boston givin odds on the presidential

race
im not gonna bet for a while i say
little children
shoot craps
in the alley garbage pot
you say "nothins perfect"

an i tell you again
there are no
politics


Ntt lag fr Bob Dylan. Auvita! blogginu hj mr.

Jja , dag gaf Sony/Columbia okkur eitt lag af nju pltu Dylans, en hn kemur t 28.aprl nstkomandi. g setti lagi Tnlistarspilarann hr til hliar og svo er slin lagi hr fyrir nean, en a verur aeins gefins 24 tma (fr v morgunn)

Til a Dylan yri ekki einmanna spilaranum setti g einnig arna inn nokkur lg me blues tnlistarmanninum Charlie Patton.

Um "lag" Dylans hef g ekki miki a segja nna, a er sra einfalt en lklega fnt upphafslag nju pltunni. Gaman a heyra trompet og harmonikku, en nikkan kemur vi sgu llum lgunum skilst mr.

hr er slin: http://www.bobdylan.com/


Blaamaur Mojo hlustai 7 n lg eftir Dylan

g er alveg eins og vinir mnir, fullur eftirvntingar, bandi eftir nju Dylan pltunni, sem kemur lklega t 27.aprl nstkomandi. a er gott a finna fyrir heilbrigum spenningi eins og egar maur var unglingur.Hr er linkur grein Mojo tmaritinu, en blaamaurinn fkk a hlusta sj af nju lgunum. Vinir, ef eitthva er a marka ennan mann verur bi okkar rkulega launu.

http://www.mojo4music.com/blog/2009/03/new_dylan_album_our_first_list.html

Hr er sm btur r greininni, um lagi "It's All Good" og fram- Propelled by a John Lee Hooker boogie rhythm with a stinging slide guitar, here's Dylan taking on human woes: social, political, personal. He itemizes crimes ranging from "politicians tellin' lies" to environmental illness ("a teacup of water is enough to drown"), urban degradation, murder and adultery and sarcastically and scathingly responds to each in the chorus with that hideous New Age clich referenced in the title. More proof that Bob never really stopped writing "protest songs".

Other song titles that I didn't hear but have been mentioned elsewhere include If You Ever Go To Houston and This Dream Of You. Yet what I heard offered ample proof of an artist steeped in the past but thoroughly living in the present, cognizant of everything, not afraid to point fingers or laugh at fools or fall in love.

It's a powerful personal work by a man who still thinks for himself in an era of fear, conformity, and dehumanization. That it rocks mightily makes the message even more compelling. Whatever the hell it gets called, it'll be in the running for Best Album Of 2009.


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