The living or deathly Death Metal legends Obituary! their video "Don't care" from World Demise album 1994 \m/ Lyrics for Don't Care: Come on, don't do well Where I feed the living hearts I got a torch to light Feel these smelter fires burn [Chorus:] I don't care what they say! I don't care! I'll do what I want! I am by your side Tell me you think what to do No way, I don't fear Slow down, follow in my grave [Repeat Chorus] Your ways, I despise Go forth and get with your own kind We've got fumes to behold Setting, one size of fortune Farewell to great friends These will face the burning sun Tattoed shadows lifted Fear not, like the burning plague! [Repeat chorus] Bright light the sear his face Pitfalls twisted Call me far from now I survived through all this hell I DON'T CARE!!! Don't CARE!!!!! I really don't care! Check more: http://www.myspace.com/obituary BUT FUCK OFF!!!! bullatory song damns rappers! HATRED AGAINS hiphop in REAL METAL NOW! fuck that shit "music" in real METAL! I JUST SAW OBITUATY LIKE AN HOUR AGO! ICANT BELIVE IT! HAILS TO THE GODS OF DEATH +OBITUARY+!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hails to all!! \m/ 25 April 2008 \m/ 12:11am

Insane by Obituary (c) 2005 The All Blacks B.V.

Obituary new video recorded December 9, 2005 concert at the Masquerade in Ybor City, Florida. Video Producer Michael Sarna

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Florida Death Metal! Chopped In Half from the album Cause Of Death (1990)

Pretty badass live set

Obituary, Sepultura, Sadus, Immolation and Broken Hope in Milwaukee, WI. Friday, December 7th 1990. Obituary was on tour and used some unauthorized pyro on stage during their classic song, 'Til Death. The pyro-pot malfunctioned and exploded like a nuclear bomb on stage. Part of the fdrum riser disintegrated and Donald Tardy's left bass-drum caught on fire. It was insane. I caught it all on my video camera...not the best quality...enjoy. (Jeremy Wagner-Lupara/Broken Hope)

Obituary - Live In Tilburg (17-10-1990)

18-year-old John Challis died of cancer on Aug. 19, 2008, at his home in Freedom, Pa. He met sports heroes and inspired people around the country with positive messages in his final days.

The Fox News obituary of Kurt Vonnegut airing the day after his death seemed particularly harsh to me, but I may be especially sensitive because I'm a big Vonnegut fan. I've uploaded some clips from the Fox News obituary for you to see and decide for yourself. FYI, I tracked down the origin of the ancient Greek admonition "Not to speak evil of the dead" to Diogenes Laertius quoting Chilon (pictured at the beginning of this video) quoting Aesop at: http://www.classicpersuasion.org/pw/diogenes/dlchilon.htm The photo of Chilon itself comes from Nicolas at http://www.greecetaxi.gr and can be found at http://www.greecetaxi.gr/Philosophers/Gilon01.jpg Finally, this video also qualifies as the latest addition to my YouTube playlist titled "Fox News Bias" at: http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=A3BD2524FE99BD4D

Obituary - Evil Ways Album: Xecutioner's Return Video shot in December of 2007 at Dan's Three Corners Bar, Riverview, Florida.

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The End Complete (Reissue) by Obituary (c) 1992 The All Blacks B.V.

From their new DVD, Frozen Alive!

From their new DVD, Frozen Alive!

Jeremy Clarkson Obituary Taken from TV Offal, by Victor Lewis Smith

Taken from Slowly we Rot Lyrics: Internal Bleeding Rot Alone Destiny, killing the souls of lives at your feet Dead to its fight Hell as they said Killing the darkened rotting fate Fate Rot Alone Bludgeoning hell Finding their souls and returning to dwell Killing and bleeding tightened as one Killing the darkest rotting fate Rot all lesions Glory Rotting, plowed Dead he's killed your soul Glory Rotting flower Kill!

Wye Oak playing "Obituary" live at Creative Alliance in Baltimore, Maryland on March 1, 2008. Lights and engineering/mixing by Adam Cooke and Natasha Tylea. Filmed by N.O. Smith Sound by Jeff Mewbourn http://www.myspace.com/wyeoak http://www.myspace.com/smithfilm http://www.baltimore-taper.blogspot.com http://www.splicetoday.com

Interpretation of Obituary's Slowly We Rot. Yes, I know these videos are completely overdone at this stage, but so what, it's a bit of fun. For the record, I like Obituary. Apologies for the crappy sound quality, that's what using wmas and wmvs'll do to ya. Update: I don't want this turning into a flamewar, so I've removed comments that are inciting it.

From their new DVD, Frozen Alive!

Short "TV news" item on the sad passing of famed musical writer Andrew Lloyd Webber. He will be missed. From TV Offal.

Wye Oak performs Warning from the 89.3 The Current's stage at 2008 SXSW. http://minnesota.publicradio.org/display/web/2008/03/15/wye_oak__performs_live_from_sxsw/

From The News Hour 13 May 2008 http://www.musicman.com/mp/mp.html

Obituary concert back in the old days

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vq4bdRA2Pko&fmt=18 Hunter Stockton Thompson (July 18, 1937 February 20, 2005) was an American journalist and author, most famous for his novel Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. He is credited as the creator of Gonzo journalism, a style of reporting where reporters involve themselves in the action to such a degree that they become central figures of their stories. He is also known for his promotion and use of psychedelics and other mind-altering substances (and to a lesser extent, alcohol and firearms), and his iconoclastic contempt for authority. A native of Louisville, Kentucky, Thompson grew up in the Cherokee Triangle neighborhood of the Highlands. He was the first son of Jack Robert (1893 3 July 1952), an insurance adjuster and a U.S. Army veteran who served in France during World War I, and Virginia Davidson Ray (1908 1998), a reference librarian and secretary who, while a student at the University of Michigan, had joined the Alpha Gamma Delta sorority. Introduced by a mutual friend from Jack's fraternity in 1934, they married in 1935.[1] Jack died of myasthenia gravis, a neuromuscular disease, on 3 July 1952, when Hunter was 14 years old, leaving three sons — Hunter, Davison, and James (19491993) — to be brought up by their mother. Contemporaries indicated that after Jack's death, Virginia became a "heavy drinker."[1] Interested in sports and athletically inclined from a young age, Thompson joined Louisvilles Castlewood Athletic Club, a sports club for teenagers that prepared them for high-school sports, where he excelled in baseball, though he never joined any sports teams in high school. He was constantly in trouble at school. In 1965, Carey McWilliams, editor of The Nation, offered Thompson the opportunity to write a story based on his experience with the California-based Hells Angels motorcycle gang. After The Nation published the article (17 May 1965), Thompson received several book offers and spent the next year living and riding with the Hell's Angels. The relationship broke down when the bikers suspected that Thompson would make money from his writing. The gang demanded a share of the profits and Thompson ended up with a savage beating, or 'stomping' as the Angels referred to it. Random House published the hard cover Hell's Angels: The Strange and Terrible Saga of the Outlaw Motorcycle Gangs in 1966. A reviewer for The New York Times praised it as an "angry, knowledgeable, fascinating and excitedly written book," that shows the Hells Angels "not so much as dropouts from society but as total misfits, or unfits — emotionally, intellectually and educationally unfit to achieve the rewards, such as they are, that the contemporary social order offers." The reviewer also praised Thompson as a "spirited, witty, observant and original writer; his prose crackles like motorcycle exhaust."[10] Following the success of Hells Angels, Thompson was able to publish articles in a number of well-known magazines during the late 1960s, including The New York Times Magazine, Esquire, Pageant, and others. In the Times Magazine article, published in 1967 shortly before the "Summer of Love" and entitled The Hashbury is the Capital of the Hippies, Thompson wrote in-depth about the hippies of San Francisco, deriding a culture that began to lack the political convictions of the New Left and the artistic core of the Beats, instead becoming overrun with newcomers lacking any purpose other than obtaining drugs.[11] It was an observation on the 60s' counterculture that Thompson would further examine in Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and other articles. Thompson died at his self-described "fortified compound" known as "Owl Farm" in Woody Creek, Colorado, at 5:42 p.m. on February 20, 2005, from a self-inflicted gunshot wound to the head. Thompson's son (Juan), daughter-in-law (Jennifer Winkel Thompson) and grandson (Will Thompson) were visiting for the weekend at the time of his suicide. Will and Jennifer were in the adjacent room when they heard the gunshot. Mistaking the shot for the sound of a book falling, they continued with their activities for a few minutes before checking on him. Thompson was sitting at his typewriter with the word "counselor" written in the center of the page.