Love the use of Zoetropes for the video. Well done.


Lyrics..

Check the locks and leave the keys
Mouldy bath masked with Febreeze
Something's dead behind the refrigerator
Some poor fuck will deal with it later

I’ve spent the last ten weeks
Squeezing out the sponge of friendships, plugging leaks
I've talked until there's no more to say
I’m going away
I'm leaving LA
I'm leaving LA

And the tourists say
"Please give me the directions to the Hollywood sign
I always dreamt of coming here to see the Hollywood sign"
But on their way back down we'll ask
"Did you have a good time?"
They'll say "it's just some fuckin' letters on a hill"

I wander through the Bronson Caves
One more OK coffee at the Oaks Gourmet
I'll watch the players at the UCB
Trying to improvise their way out of ennui

Walking trails in the creeping dark
Up to the observatory in Griffith Park
There’s too much light for stars anyway
I’m getting out of this place
I'm leaving LA
I’m leaving LA

And the studio executives who never made a thing
Blaming other for their failures, taking credit for their wins
Wiping the blood of dumb artists from their chins
Singing, "kid you oughtn't take it personally"

On Hollywood and Vine a dime-store Spider-Man
Shouting at a stoned Emma Stone, dressed à la La La Land
And in the distance, in both its glorious dimensions
The sign projects its shadow on the hill

Rushing by machine-gunned cops at LAX
Malfunctioning departure board says we're boarding next
Belt off, shoes off, jacket off, hat
Don't need the attitude, but I quite enjoy the subsequent pat-down
And I’m sat down
As the A380 engine roars
Pushed backwards as this tube of monkeys rumbles forwards

I'm looking forward to another twenty hours on a plane
Nothing but shit films and my brain
I've been going slowly insane
I've seen your sport and I don't wanna play
I'm getting out of this place
I'm getting out of this place
I'm leaving LA

And the actors at Gratitude drinking undrinkable juice
And the agents taking ten percent in their sneakers and suits
And the writers in their Teslas trying to punch up Act One
Driving home on the 101 in the relentless fucking sun
And the needy and the greedy and the hopeless and horny
And the deals done on treadmills at ten to six in the morning
And the Captain's on the PA saying "look for the sign!"
But I find it's just some fuckin' letters on a hill
Just some really ugly letters
On a pretty ugly hill

I'm leaving LA
I'm leaving 'ell

Ten percent Tourette's suffers encompasses Coprolaiia. He also has Asperger's. https://youtu.be/ZcYwm_0uc80

Wiki https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coprolalia

Ten percent Devil's advocate here and ninety percent real: I'd be interested in the opposite of this. Driving in town (especially here in Thailand where drivers are completely insane, but really anywhere) annoys me / raises my blood pressure. But highway roadtrips are actually rather fun, nice scenery and fun roads. So a whole lot of the time, if I had to choose one or the other, I'd take the highway bits and let the auto-drive handle traffic and stop lights.

The progress shown here is impressive, but overall I think that things will only get really useful when the car can handle as much (or as little) of the drive as you want it to, all the way on up to driving 100% of the way from driveway to parking at the destination.

Apart from the silly "ten percent" (remember to check in your brain at the door), this is for me Johnny Mnemonic meets The Matrix - but over the top like the Taxi sequels. Can't wait to see it.

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making tailgating and trips to the park easier. It is crafted from stain-resistant material for long lasting durability.
This sturdy wagon has a 120-pound weight capacity and can hold children, toys, party supplies, and much more.
It folds to less than ten percent of its ori...

I'm open to arguments to the contrary. Here's my position. This belongs in the *terrible channel.

As in: "who greenlighted this turd?!?" Rick Perry did, that's who. And if he sincerely believes that the people he wishes to lead will be easily sucked in by images of the incumbent juxtaposed with images of empty warehouses and rain, and the sounds of alarms (seriously, watch again and listen - klaxons signal our impending doom under the current administration)... if he believes that, then our political landscape is far more bleak than a shopping mall in whatever zombie flick this trailer was lifted from.

No one with more than ten percent of a brain can watch this and not cringe and/or feel embarrassed for the producers, actors, and other participants. That, to me... defines "terrible" on many levels.

Maybe I'm not spending enough time around kids, but I think I actually understood about ten percent of that.

We do not have "Criteria" in place to constitute what is a dupe and what is not.

Its always personal justification it seems. One person sees it this way, another sees it this way and heads butt.

Calling dupes is part of sifting, but it has to be done responsibly and not with lame reasons.

How much extra content constitutes a non dupe ? ten percent more time or ten seconds more ?
do blue screens at the beginning have to do with content and time or just time ?

what if its the same video but the background music is different ?

We need like a ... "official" to make these sort of calls, not a self appointed one(s).

Thats my thoughts on the situation.

Actually, 17% of Americans agree with Sharron Angle, i.e., they oppose abortion even in cases of rape or incest. Ten percent oppose abortion even to save a woman's life. Source: http://abcnews.go.com/sections/us/dailynews/abortion_poll030122.html

There are a lot of monsters in our midst, unfortunately.

Yo aiiyo people wonderin' where the fuck I been
At the VIP section they ain't lettin' me in
They say; maybe if you had Dr. Dre or Timbaland
They say; a white boy need a black boy to win
Uhh Bubba Sparxx did it and so did Slim
Just Blaze is hot now why don't you get with him
I watch mad rappers bite my shit and blow up
And make millions of what I created, that's tough luck
I first started gettin' coverage around the same time
Steve Stout used to carry kid and placed luggage
I seen rappers turned from sex symbols in hard throbs
To bein forgotten now they out lookin' for jobs
I seen EPMD break up
I seen my little brother Max fall asleep and he ain't never wake up
So when I rhyme listen, seriously
When I spit I'm givin' you the truth clearly who I really be
It's an audio version of reality TV
I had deals from Russell Simmonds to Master P
Even five year old white girls be rappin' today
On the playground like 'go shorty it's ya birthday' (Go, go, go..)

Yo yo yo I seen good days sun rays church sundays
Made love made war been rich been poor
Lost friends lost hoods lost my dough
Seen beef between Bad Boy and Death Row
I seen deceased take the life for my sisters kid
Six months on the earth is what he had to live
I seen Biggie Big L Big Pun pass away
Buffy from the Fat Boys, Jam Master Jay
I mumple 'fore they blew up with Mystikal and Jay-Z
The Neptunes came to see me at D & D
I knew this chick named Norah a lounge singer
A year later she a six Grammy award winner
I seen flatliners I seen cannabisses
I seen Lil Zane see I seen mad misses
You ran through that ten percent disses
I seen A & R's get fired for takin' pisses
Stop whinin' the fuck nobody listens
Who else riskin' they career they stick to be indifferent
Switchin' the tradition stickin' to this shit they really livin'
I don't care what's hittin
Listen this is my fuckin' life that I'm spittin

I made peace with myself now how bout that
I hated life I wanted to die a few years back
I was mentally ill it's hard to come back from that
But I got through it now I got my sanity back
Y'all are like H-B-O fighters get the money and fame
Get beat up like Klitschko and Sugar Shane
Or get beat like Vernon Forrest or Prince Naseem
And you all turn pussy when you get that green
I got love for Havoc from Mobb Deep
When I was broke sleepin' in the street
He hooked me up with a free beat
Alchemist you still my little buddy
Althought you stole that Royce the 5"9 +The King+ beat from me
I ain't down to sign autographs and shake ya hands
I don't want trendy ass followers as fans
I don't wanna sell records, I don't wanna be big
I don't want MTV runnin' up in my crib
I don't wanna be light in the music biz
I don't want fans that don't know who G Rap is

>> ^Autarchic:
"Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think."
--Thomas Edison


Nice quote!

Fascinating how editing has evolved over the years, the long takes for the sake of exposition are so dated. I was watching a film from the 50's the other day, and everybody constantly used the other character's name, I'm sure it was to help make the exposition more obvious. A very respected editor named Walter Murch wrote a book called "In The Blink Of An Eye", which addresses this...editing has evolved to work with our natural pacing of eye blinks, exposition unfolds in our current idea of 'real time'...
If this film were made today, the exposition would take up maybe ten percent of the film, and the rest would be hallucinatory dream visuals, the reverse of this...

Only ten percent, MG? I've met a lot marines in my day, and I think you may be skewing that percentage a bit. I kid, I kid.

Thank you. That being done, I will say that if it is real, then there must have only been a couple Marines around, because others would not have let this happen. Even if it's fake, why the hell would they want to film this, and then put it on the internet? Like it WOULDN'T come back to them? They are what we call the ten percent. There's always that 10% of Marines that are shitbags and will fuck it up for the rest of the honest good ones.

What else can the people expect? They been asleep and have let the fox guard the hen house! They get the kind of government they deserve.

"Five percent of the people think; ten percent of the people think they think; and the other eighty-five percent would rather die than think."

--Thomas Edison