Nice, kinda Reggae Dub, Brazilian, Jazzy, Hip-Hoppy take on a fine piece of music composition.

I have two heros: Frank Zappa and Mister Rogers. That's it.

Yes, I agree.  Tom Waits' voice is {good, bad} and this version is eversomuch {worse, better} than {100 other covers of this song}.  True, true.  All true.

But what I really want to know is:  What's a jockey full of bourbon? 

Floyd's previous 3 albums were such luminous icons of musical brilliance that I guess it's inevitable that this would be well received.  What I can't understand is its enduring popularity.  It's inferior to DSOM or WYWH.  This is overlong, whiny, bereft of musical originality and excessively dark to no purpose.  Jump off the bandwagon and see for yourself!

Peronista "left-wing"?? I'm no expert on Argentina, but my impression of Peronism was of a type of populist nationalism, shading into neo-fascism. I never thought of it as left-wing, and I dare say the leftists locked up by Peron's regime didn't either.

The first post quoted is interesting, and pleasing to me that even with my pidgin Spanish I can understand it :o)

Nice number, this, very Thievery Corporation (or maybe TC was influenced by the Gotan Project). Nice use of samples. 7 from the Nottingham jury.

   The Brussels gives us the energy to dance and love !
     Listen to Mr, Young,always makes me crave the SPROUTS !

And they're keeping Buick? It must be the Tiger Woods marketing campaign. Buick is my Grandparents' car. Pontiac at least had sportier and more efficient cars. Buick has boring and fuel hungry land yachts. No wonder GM is in trouble. Poor decision making is not what I like about them.

Pontiac cars I might have considered over the imports:

G6 (hard top convertible was cool)
Solstice
Vibe (really a Toyota)

Gotta believe the minds at GM are "Talking in Their (your) Sleep."

You either love em or hate em. I hate em. Its like finger nails on chalkboard (for those unfamiliar with chalkboard, the phenomenon of scraping one's fingernails across this surface induces a convulsive irritation of the nervous system). Maybe its the whining out-of- tune vocals or the sporadic unmelodic instrumentation or just the flagrant guitar acrobatics that tries to pass itself off as being "awesome" that I find disturbing. I just prefer music to Rush.

From - http://www.davidbyrne.com/radio/archives/2007.php#june_07

There was another piece in the Times today about yet another 20 percent drop in CD sales. (Are they running the same news piece every 4 months?) Jeez guys, the writing's on the wall. How long do the record execs think they'll have those offices and nice parking spaces? (Well, more than half of all record A&R and other execs are gone already, so there should be plenty of parking space). They, the big 4 or 5, should give the catalogues back to the artists or their heirs as a gesture before they close the office doors, as they sure don't know how to sell music anymore. (I have Talking Heads stuff on the shelf that I can't get Warner to release.) The "industry" had a nice 50-year ride, but it's time to move on. Luckily, music remains more or less unaffected — there is a lot of great music out there. A new model will emerge that includes rather than sues its own customers, that realizes that music is not a product in the sense of being a thing — it's closer to fashion, in that for music fans it tells them and their friends who they are, what they feel passionately about and to some extent what makes life fun and interesting. It's about a sense of community — a song ties a whole invisible disparate community together. It's not about selling the (often) shattered plastic case CDs used to come in.

I remember when they were on tour for this album. They had a gig opening for Z.Z. Topp, who was sponsored by Budweiser at the time.

Chris Robinson took the stage, a couple of dates into the tour, and said something to the effect of "We are The Black Crowes, brought to you by The Black Crowes, corporation-free". They got canned, and Uncle Tupelo (Jeff Tweedy and Jay Farrar) took their place for the rest of the tour. Then Uncle Tupelo split up, and we got Son Volt and Wilco. Good times!

I always respected The Crowes for taking that stand. It's really easy to be a whore in the entertainment biz. Having principles and backbone, not so much.

The fact that John Fogerty was NOT born on the bayou makes this song all that more awesome in my book. The Fogerty brothers went to El Cerrito High School, in my very own Contra Costa County, California.

*sigh*  I SO very much wish I'd liked these folks when I had the chance to see them... 

hmm very PF

Isn't this background music in a Cialis commercial?

I wish there was a 57 minute version of this.  Mountain Jam anyone ?