Funny thing about that guy is he has what looks like a Bastro patch on his modern backpack. Back in the day DIY hardcore kids would put band patches on their backpacks. Bastro was a mathy "post-hardcore" band that came before the now famous band Tortoise, they also played in Gastro Del Sol with Jim O'Rourke who is famous for his own solo career, playing in Sonic Youth, (dad rock band) Wilco and many others. So, this guy is a nerd but once upon a time before capturing his head on a pole - he was a cool nerd. OR maybe it's not a Bastro patch and I'm the only nerd, lol.

FYI here's the list if you haven't already seen it ...

1 Wilco - Foxtrot
2 Neil Young - Harvest
3 Leonard Cohen - Songs of Love and Hate
4 Radiohead - In Rainbows
5 Pink Floyd - The Wall
6 Sex Pistols - Nevermind The Bollocks
7 The Velvet Underground & Nico
8 The Ramones
9 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds -The Boatman's Call
10 Elvis Costello - This Year's Model
11 Jay Z - Blueprint
12 Nilson –Schmilsson
13 George Harrison - All Thing Must Pass
14 Paul Mccartney - Mccartney II
15 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band - Trout Mask Replica
16 Bob Dylan – Blonde on Blonde
17 Paul Simon – Paul Simon
18 Beck – Sea Change
19 Elliot Smith - Figure 8
20 Bruce Springsteen - Born to Run
21 The Clash - London Calling
22 Backstreet Boys - Millenium
23 Ringo Starr - Beaucoups of Blues
24 Patti Smith – Horses
25 Rolling Stones - Sticky Fingers
26 Bruce Springsteen - Born in the USA
27 Tom Petty – Damn The Torpedoes
28 Iron & Wine - Our Endless Numbered Days
29 Michael Jackson - Thriller
30 The Smiths - This Charming Man
31 Tom Waits – Rain Dogs
32 Morrissey, The Best of
33 U2 - The Best
34 David Bowie - Aladdin Sane
35 Kalle Mattson - Avalanche

No man, that body armour, those boots...I'd harvest the bones of a thousand murdered infants to build our bed if that's what it took. Do you think that's what she wants?

I had to go rewatch this. It's practically perfect. Not an origin story, no romance subplot, no compromise. Just a day in the life of Judge Dredd. Love it, but my favourite Dredd story was told in rhyme:

They'd been waiting there since nightfall for the Sharks to come along,
They knew they'd have to pass this stretch of street.
So they'd sharpened up their stickers and they'd brought along their bars,
And they were wearing steel-tipped stompers on their feet.

There was Big Frank Zit and Faceache, Crazy Joseph with his spear,
The Dixon Boys were there and Billy Rat.
Ike the Spike had brought his sister with her homemade ghetto blaster,
And the Ghoul had put new rivets in his bat.

Now it wasn't nothin' personal that they had against the Sharks,
Any bunch of dead-end spugs would do.
'Cos there was nothing they liked better than to mash and bash and stomp,
Same as any normal Mega-City juves.

"A-rumbling! A-rumbling! We love to go A-rumbling!
("AAAH!")
We love to lay in ambush in the night!
("AAAA!")
A-rumbling! A-rumbling! The Zits were born for rumbling!
(SMAK!)
There's nothing we like better than a fight!"
(KRAK!)

Then a headlight pierced the darkness - a rider gaunt and grim,
Daystick drawn and ready in his hand.
     The chin belonged to Dredd,
     And the voice as well, which said:
"You creeps can do your rumbling in the can!"

"It's just one judge!" cried Cindy Spike and opened with her blaster -
"I'll send him back to Central in a sack!"
(SPOING! "AAAAAAA!")
But Dredd's bike absorbed the blast and laid her on the street,
With tyre marks running right across her back.

Then the judge got down to business and his daystick rose and fell,
Striking out at every head he saw.
For though the Zits launched the attack, the Sharks were fighting back -
And self defence is no defence in law!

As the heap of bodies mounted, Big Zit could see his Waterloo,
Waiting just one station down the line.
Oh, sure, he loved to rumble - but he preferred to be on top...
"Let's scram and live to fight another time!"

("Dredd to Control! We got forty-plus juve rumblers fleeing east through Bernstein. Zits and Sharks, back-up required."
"Wilco, Dredd!"
"Med squads and meat wagons to Moreng Alley. Estimate twenty casualties, more to follow."
"Control to all units area Bernstein. YPs on the run."
VRMMMM!
"Pick 'em up!")

In the space of sixty seconds there was a judge on every street.
From watching bays others scanned the slab -
"We got two Zits runnin' fast though the Tamblin Underpass!"
"Krupke here! I got 'em in the bag!"
(THUNK! THUNK!)

They cut them off at Sondheim and they mopped them up on Wood,
On Pedway 12 they corned Crazy Joseph.
He tried to make a stand - but a spear's not worth a damn,
When it's up against a judge's high explosive.

The Ghoul surrendered quietly, he didn't have much choice -
Ike the Spike tried to scale the sector wall -
("Save your bullet, he'll never make it." "Oh no! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" SPLATT!)
The Dixon Boys all copped it when they tried to hitch a ride,
On the 2020 Zoom to Bernstein Halt.

Big Zit thought he'd play it clever, the law was everywhere,
The safest thing for him to do was hide -
Dredd tracked him down on infrared - "Don't bother to come out!"
"The best place for trash like you is inside!"

In minutes flat they'd caught them, every Shark and every Zit.
To Dredd it fell to ladle out the years -
"Twenty years apiece for Cindy Spike, Billy Rat and Ghoul."
An extra ten left Big Frank Zit in tears.

For Faceache minus half his face, for the hapless Dixon Boys,
For Ike impaled so cruelly on his spike,
For Crazy Joe with his gaping hole, there'd be one final rumble,
Along the last conveyor belt at Resyk.

A-rumbling! A-rumbling! They loved to go A-rumbling!
But the Zits will go A-rumbling no more!
A-rumbling! A-rumbling! They loved to go A-rumbling!
But they should've known they couldn't buck the law!

The Staple Singers formed what became known as the "Soundtrack of the Civil Rights Movement", marching alongside Dr. Marting Luther King, which plants this track securely in the *equality channel. I recently heard Mavis Staples on the CBC radio show "Tapestry". She spent time reminiscing about those days certainly, but her music is still fresh and relevant- her most recent album came out last year, and was produced by Jeff Tweedy of Wilco fame. Check out the interview here.

http://www.cbc.ca/tapestry/episode/2012/02/12/mavis-staples-1/

I was deeply moved by Mavis' spirit- the love that she has for the world, the joy she experiences and projects wherever she finds herself, the tolerance that she exhibits for others, the true and honest forgiveness that she offers those who supported segretation. There is a glow that seems to surround her and her music that is very affecting. Her belief in God and Jesus forms the core of her being and I must say that I personally would be more tolerant of the sins of the Christian faith, both past and present, if there were more like her in the world, rather than those who use their Christian faith as a platform and excuse to project their hate and judgement.

*happy

Thank you sir!

In reply to this comment by dag:
This is a fantastic captured moment of music. *promote

Awesome film, awesome music

It's worth noting that this version of the song is by Stephen Malkmus (from Pavement) & The Million Dollar Bashers (featuring Sonic Youth members Lee Ranaldo and Steve Shelley, Wilco guitarist Nels Cline, Television guitarist Tom Verlaine, Dylan bassist Tony Garnier, guitarist Smokey Hormel and keyboardist John Medeski)

So well written. Fucking spot on.

In reply to this comment by handmethekeysyou:
Hey you fucking dicks, stop having fun at this concert by interacting with the people you're here with and start having fun by paying attention to me.

You come to concerts to be a part of something. That something is standing passively, watching me, and contributing nothing except applause, for me, given at the times that I deem acceptable...and of course $45. Well, plus a $7 Ticketmaster surcharge per ticket...and also maybe a $5 "convenience fee". But other than that, you are to contribute only adulation...oh, and $8 as many times as you like at the bar.

Seriously, when everyone is quiet, at my behest, in a room of people, you feel everyone's hearts beating, and all of their thoughts and feelings, like the feeling of power from controlling a room of people. Well not you. You don't feel that. But "you" feel that, you know?

Now we're going to play a game. You know this game. You played it when you were 4 years old and daddy had a hangover. It's called, "Who Can Be Quiet The Longest", or as I like to call it, "Shut The Fuck Up". Here's how it works: I patronize you, like really fucking condescend to you, and then you shut the fuck up.

Yeah, then I don't do what you paid me to do until you do what I say. Why? Because I fucking said so, that's why. Because this is the time when I talk, you listen, and we all come together as one fucking organism that like totally changes our perceptions, our lives, and like the fucking world, you know?

Hey, shut the fuck!

He looks like Wilco.

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Thanks!!

In reply to this comment by evil_disco_man:
*promote

I love this album. I've bought tickets to two tours for Wilco, and then have missed both gigs. Good sift.

Your video, Wilco - Another Man's Done Gone, has made it into your personal Highest Rated Videos listing. Congratulations on a job well done. For you contribution you have been awarded 1 Power Point.

This one goes out to you m'babe, just came upon it randomly before getting to bed. Hope you like.

http://www.videosift.com/video/Jesus-etc-Wilco

So unbelievably good. So good. This and the Wilco tune from the same album are amazing.