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Jane, mon amour
by Gluteus Maximus
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Radio Hanoi
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Hello everyone, I am very pleased to present to you a very beautiful voice through pre-war love songs and evoke millions of hearts with so much love and passion.
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Bleed
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Everlasting
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When they fall
you are strong
and the darkness wont last to long
We cry cause we know
summer is not everlasting
I really try to image
that we never happened
No need for the stars to be right
my palm had it wrong
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Free the Army
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This is the house that love built
Leave me the keys oh please oh please
(when you) pack your bags and disappear
The walls feel pale so stale so stale
Now the clouds of dust are settling
Drain my blues, my reds
No more colour feels like I'm just dead
This is the fork
These are the ruins
Will we not dance to another set of tunes?
A museum of tears
A textbook on shame
What ever happened to our loving game?
Kitchen tile by tile by tile
diamonds of black and white throughout my soul
Give me time oh time oh time
so I may sweep away the pile of grime
Night by night by night
Sitting window-side not feeling right
Watching cars go far go far
Casting darkened rays for evermore
This is the fork
These are the ruins
Will we not dance to another set of tunes?
A museum of tears
A textbook on shame
What ever happened to our loving game?
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I am the Vocalist
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Ain't got Nobody
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Ain't got nobody
to call me baby anymore
no one since my baby walked out the door
with a broken heart
the ... you tore apart
No one to hold me like you did before
why does it always have to be this way
why couldn't it have lasted
just one more day
Ain't got nobody to call me baby anymore
no one since my baby walked out the door
ain't got nobody
to call me baby anymore
no one
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Political Song
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NO!
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World Wide War
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Liner notes:
America. A city upon a hill. A great nation built by frontiersmen and outdoor types always pushing westward, waging hand-to-hand war with the wilderness and the natives. A new breed in the history of civilization: stalwart, rugged, violent. Americans!
Once they had populated the Pacific Coast, a new frontier was devised: “the frontier of the 1960s, a frontier of unknown opportunities and paths, a frontier of unfulfilled hopes and threats,” as John F. Kennedy described it. Once stripped of the fancy rhetoric, it turned out, the New Frontier was Korea, Vietnam, the Persian Gulf, Afghanistan. First and foremost, it was the mythological base for a metaphor that likened every war to yet another ‘savage war’ against Indians.
Cut to Jane Fonda–oh Jane!–stuck in bed for three months, pregnant, horrified by the images on TV, as American bombers release their payloads on Vietnamese villages and villagers. Jane hears Simone de Beauvoir speak, she reads Malcolm X’s autobiography, she reads The Village of Ben Suc. Jane may be troubled and bulimic and unhappy, but–she realizes–she is privileged. If she doesn’t speak up, who will? She voices support for the Black Panthers and Native Americans. She travels to Hanoi in 1972. She asks her hosts to go live on radio. She wants to reach out to her G.I.s. She wants to tell them how she feels:
“All of you in the cockpits of your planes, on the aircraft carriers, those who are loading the bombs, those who are repairing the planes, those who are working on the 7th fleet, please think what you are doing. Are these people your enemy? … If they told you the truth, of what your targets really are, you wouldn’t fight, you wouldn’t kill. You were not born and brought up by your mothers to be killers. We must all try very, very hard to remain human beings.”
They hated her for it; they still do. But she was not wrong and she did not stop. Today, Jane Fonda may be best remembered for her workout tapes–the best selling VHS of all time–but not many know that all that exercise generated income that was funnelled into the leftist Campaign for Economic Democracy. Like Jane, we must keep exercising, not just our bodies, but our right to speak out against injustice wherever we may find it.
America. A city upon a hill. A great nation built by frontiersmen and outdoor types always pushing westward, waging hand-to-hand war with the wilderness and the natives. A new breed in the history of civilization: stalwart, rugged, violent. Americans!
Once they had populated the Pacific Coast, a new frontier was devised: “the frontier of the 1960s, a frontier of unknown opportunities and paths, a frontier of unfulfilled hopes and threats,” as John F. Kennedy described it. Once stripped of the fancy rhetoric, it turned out, the New Frontier was Korea, Vietnam, the Persian Gulf, Afghanistan. First and foremost, it was the mythological base for a metaphor that likened every war to yet another ‘savage war’ against Indians.
Cut to Jane Fonda–oh Jane!–stuck in bed for three months, pregnant, horrified by the images on TV, as American bombers release their payloads on Vietnamese villages and villagers. Jane hears Simone de Beauvoir speak, she reads Malcolm X’s autobiography, she reads The Village of Ben Suc. Jane may be troubled and bulimic and unhappy, but–she realizes–she is privileged. If she doesn’t speak up, who will? She voices support for the Black Panthers and Native Americans. She travels to Hanoi in 1972. She asks her hosts to go live on radio. She wants to reach out to her G.I.s. She wants to tell them how she feels:
“All of you in the cockpits of your planes, on the aircraft carriers, those who are loading the bombs, those who are repairing the planes, those who are working on the 7th fleet, please think what you are doing. Are these people your enemy? … If they told you the truth, of what your targets really are, you wouldn’t fight, you wouldn’t kill. You were not born and brought up by your mothers to be killers. We must all try very, very hard to remain human beings.”
They hated her for it; they still do. But she was not wrong and she did not stop. Today, Jane Fonda may be best remembered for her workout tapes–the best selling VHS of all time–but not many know that all that exercise generated income that was funnelled into the leftist Campaign for Economic Democracy. Like Jane, we must keep exercising, not just our bodies, but our right to speak out against injustice wherever we may find it.
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released July 1, 2023
Gluteus Maximus are Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir & President Bongo
Produced by President Bongo
Vocals by Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir, President Bongo, Phượng Dung
Everlasting philosophical arguments by Ámundi Sigurðsson, Ester Bíbí Ásgeirsdóttir, Páll Hjaltason and Lilja Pálmadóttir.
Recorded by President Bongo, Magnús Jóhann Ragnarsson & Oliver Liab
Written by Phượng Dung, Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir, Urður Hákonardóttir, Högni Egilsson, Atli Bollason, Sísí Ey, Jimi Tenor, Margeir Steinar Ingólfsson & Stephan Stephensen.
Mixed by Addi 800 & President Bongo
Mastered by Jörg Burger
Saga by Atli Bollason
Bass Guitar by Þorsteinn Einarsson
Drums by Magnús Trygvason Eliasen
Guitar & Trident by Daníel Friðrik Böðvarsson
Drum & Synth Programming by President Bongo
Strings by Bjarni Frímann Bjarnason & Óttar Sæmundsen
Keys by Magnús Jóhann Ragnarsson
Designed by Paul Mcmenamin
Photography by Stephan Stephensen
LAPB silhouette by Gabríel Patay & Linda Loeskow.
LAPB text by Haukur S. Magnússon
Les Aventures de President Bongo is supported by The city of Reykjavík. Reynir Berg Þorvaldsson (RRS), Tónlistarsjóður & Hljóðritasjóður.
Executive Producer Andri Sveinsson.
Published by Editon Radio Bongo/SMV
Contact: more@radiobongo.fm
www.radiobongo.fm
Thanx: Thi Phượng le, Hrafnkell Sigurðsson, Kurt Uenala, Oliver Laib, John Bresland, RRS, Gunna Maggý.
Gluteus Maximus are Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir & President Bongo
Produced by President Bongo
Vocals by Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir, President Bongo, Phượng Dung
Everlasting philosophical arguments by Ámundi Sigurðsson, Ester Bíbí Ásgeirsdóttir, Páll Hjaltason and Lilja Pálmadóttir.
Recorded by President Bongo, Magnús Jóhann Ragnarsson & Oliver Liab
Written by Phượng Dung, Ásdís María Viðarsdóttir, Urður Hákonardóttir, Högni Egilsson, Atli Bollason, Sísí Ey, Jimi Tenor, Margeir Steinar Ingólfsson & Stephan Stephensen.
Mixed by Addi 800 & President Bongo
Mastered by Jörg Burger
Saga by Atli Bollason
Bass Guitar by Þorsteinn Einarsson
Drums by Magnús Trygvason Eliasen
Guitar & Trident by Daníel Friðrik Böðvarsson
Drum & Synth Programming by President Bongo
Strings by Bjarni Frímann Bjarnason & Óttar Sæmundsen
Keys by Magnús Jóhann Ragnarsson
Designed by Paul Mcmenamin
Photography by Stephan Stephensen
LAPB silhouette by Gabríel Patay & Linda Loeskow.
LAPB text by Haukur S. Magnússon
Les Aventures de President Bongo is supported by The city of Reykjavík. Reynir Berg Þorvaldsson (RRS), Tónlistarsjóður & Hljóðritasjóður.
Executive Producer Andri Sveinsson.
Published by Editon Radio Bongo/SMV
Contact: more@radiobongo.fm
www.radiobongo.fm
Thanx: Thi Phượng le, Hrafnkell Sigurðsson, Kurt Uenala, Oliver Laib, John Bresland, RRS, Gunna Maggý.
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