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  • (Send Flowers) Send Flowers is the debut album release from Black Lungs, the side project of Alexisonfire guitarist and backing vocalist Wade MacNeil. MacNeil's sound has been described as "the soundtrack for punk rockers, hip hoppers, pill poppers, young ladies and show stoppers."
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Liberace (As Seen on TV's Mystic Music)
Liberace (As Seen on TV's Mystic Music)
"Liberace" 2 CD set - not sold In stores. AS SEEN ON T.V. This release from Mystic Music contains 36 songs performed by Liberace! SONG LIST: 01. I LEFT MY HEART IN SAN FRANCISCO 3:06, 02. HELLO DOLLY 4:05, 03. THEME FROM ROMEO AND JULIET 3:12, 04. LOVE IS A MANY SPLENDORED THING 2:00, 05. SEND IN THE CLOWNS 4:49, 06. YOU DON'T SEND ME FLOWERS 3:12, 07. STRAUSS WALTZES 5:38, 08. SOMEONE TO WATCH OVER ME 4:00, 09. THE ENTERTAINER 2:01, 10. STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT 3:00, 11. MOONLIGHT SONATA 4:03, 12. THEME FROM 5TH SYMPHONY 3:13, 13. TIGER RAG 1:58, 14. PIANO CONCERTO #1 IN B FLAT 4:18, 15. BEGIN THE BEGUINE 3:12, 16. THEME FROM THE GODFATHER 5:30, 17. THE MORNING AFTER 4:15, 18. WALTZING MATILDA 2:08, 19. NEW YORK, NEW YORK 3:19, 20. MY MELODY OF LOVE 2:46, 21. NOCTURNE IN F SHARP-CHOPIN 3:05, 22. THEME FROM EXOUS 1:42, 23. THE ROSARY 3:41, 24. MELODY OF LOVE 2:32, 25. MUSIC BOX MEDLEY 3:00, 26. CONCERTO IN A MAJOR 4:35, 27. MINUET 3:13, 28. THEME FROM A STAR IS BORN 3:19, 29. SUNRISE CONCERTO 2:48, 30. AVE MARIA 3:01, 31. A TASTE OF HONEY 1:40, 32. THE WAY WE WERE 3:22, 33. RAINDROPS KEEP FALLING ON MY HEAD 2:50, 34. IMPOSSIBLE DREAM 3:08, 35. THEME FROM TURNING POINT 2:57, and 36. AMERICA THE BEAUTIFUL 2:05

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A Story sent to me that is inspiring:( This is not my photo or story) Several times my daughter had telephoned to say, "Mother, you must come to see the daffodils before they are over.'' I wanted to go, but it was a two-hour drive from Laguna to Lake Arrowhead. "I will come next Tuesday", I promised a little reluctantly on her third call. Next Tuesday dawned cold and rainy. Still, I had promised, and reluctantly I drove there. When I finally walked into Carolyn's house, I was welcomed by the joyful sounds of happy children. I delightedly hugged and greeted my grandchildren. "Forget the daffodils, Carolyn! The road is invisible in these clouds and fog, and there is nothing in the world except you and these children that I want to see badly enough to drive another inch!" My daughter smiled calmly and said, " We drive in this all the time, Mother." "Well, you won't get me back on the road until it clears, and then I'm heading for home!" I assured her. "But first we're going to see the daffodils. It's just a few blocks," Carolyn said. "I'll drive. I'm used to this." "Carolyn," I said sternly, "Please turn around." "It's all right, Mother, I promise. You will never forgive yourself if you miss this experience." After about twenty minutes, we turned onto a small gravel road and I saw a small church. On the far side of the church, I saw a hand lettered sign with an arrow that read, "Daffodil Garden." W e got out of the car, each took a child's hand, and I followed Carolyn down the path. Then, as we turned a corner, I looked up and gasped. Before me lay the most glorious sight. It looked as though someone had taken a great vat of gold and poured it over the mountain peak and its surrounding slopes. The flowers were planted in majestic, swirling patterns, great ribbons and swaths of deep orange, creamy white, lemon yellow, salmon pink, saffron and butter yellow. Each different-colored variety was planted in large groups so that it swirled and flowed like its own river with its own unique hue. There were five acres of flowers. "Who did this?" I asked Carolyn. "Just one woman," Carolyn answered. "She lives on the property. That's her home." Carolyn pointed to a well-kept A-frame house, small and modestly sitting in the midst of all that glory. We walked up to the house. On the patio, we saw a poster. "Answers to the Questions I Know You Are Asking", was the headline. The first answer was a simple one. "50,000 bulbs," it read. The second answer was, "One at a time, by one woman. Two hands, two feet, and one brain. The third answer was, "Began in 1958." For me, that moment was a life-changing experience. I thought of this woman whom I had never met, who, more than forty years before, had begun, one bulb at a time, to bring her vision of beauty and joy to an obscure mountaintop. Planting one bulb at a time, year after year, this unknown woman had forever changed the world in which she lived. One day at a time, she had created something of extraordinary magnificence, beauty, and inspiration. The principle her daffodil garden taught is one of the greatest principles of celebration. That is, learning to move toward our goals and desires one step at a time, often just one baby-step at a time and learning to love the doing, learning to use the accumulation of time. When we multiply tiny pieces of time with small increments of daily effort, we too will find we can accomplish magnificent things. We can change the world … "It makes me sad in a way," I admitted to Carolyn. " What might I have accomplished if I had thought of a wonderful goal thirty five or forty years ago and had worked away at it 'one bulb at a time' through all those years? "Just think what I might have been able to achieve!" My daughter summed up the message of the day in her usual direct way. "Start tomorrow," she said. She was right. It's so pointless to think of the lost hours of yesterdays. The way to make learning a lesson of celebration instead of a cause for regret is to only ask, "How can I put this to use today?" Use the Daffodil Principle. Stop waiting..... Until your car or home is paid off Until you get a new car or home Until your kids leave the house Until you go back to school Until you finish school Until you clean the house Until you organize the garage Until you clean off your desk Until you lose 10 lbs. Until you gain 10 lbs. Until you get married Until you get a divorce Until you have kids Until the kids go to school Until you retire Until summer Until spring Until winter Until fall Until you die... There
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... Joy is when you have no money and then you earn some, Joy is when the heat is at the top and you find a good shade, Joy is when you have longed for love and you think you found it Joy is when you lack space and then you go out to the desert Joy is when in the middle of noise you hear your favorite tune Joy is when you close your eyes and open them in front of those you love Joy is when your pictures are being developed and you finally collect them Joy is when you are certain you are about to lose and then you realize you won Joy is when you think were not ready to be a parent and then you see your baby Joy is when in winter you enter a warm room and smell your loved ones Joy is when you are hungry and get to eat one single dish Joy is when a day is over and you know you will remember it for years to come Joy is when you fall asleep knowing that tomorrow is going to be one hell of a day Joy is when you create something, people appreciate it and you know about it Joy is when in the middle of the crowd, you realize you are not alone Joy is when you go out of water and have something to make you not wet Joy is when when your bike is broken and someone helps you fix it Joy is when you watch a movie and see yourself in it, in all those strange places Joy is when a flower just about to dry-out is coming back to life after you water it Joy is when you see joy around you, and especially caused by you Joy is when you fall asleep on the chair and then move to a bed Joy is when you send a message of joy, bringing joy to others, and you know about it ... yes ...

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