Süre                : 1 Saat 29 dakika
Çıkış Tarihi     : 01 Mayıs 1959 Cuma, Yapım Yılı : 1959
Türü                : Macera,Western
Ülke                : ABD
Yapımcı          :  C.V. Whitney Pictures
Yönetmen       : Ted Tetzlaff (IMDB)(ekşi)
Senarist          : Norman S. Hall (IMDB),John Reese (IMDB)(ekşi)
Oyuncular      : Patrick Wayne (IMDB)(ekşi), Yvonne Craig (IMDB)(ekşi), Dennis Hopper (IMDB)(ekşi), Dan O'Herlihy (IMDB)(ekşi), Roberto De La Madrid (IMDB), Cliff Ketchum (IMDB), Ken Curtis (IMDB)(ekşi), Pedro Gonzalez Gonzalez (IMDB)(ekşi), Ed Sweeney (IMDB), John Michael Quijada (IMDB), Miguel Camacho (IMDB), Tom Tiner (IMDB), Carlos Romero (IMDB), Eddie Juaregui (IMDB), The Mariachis Los Reyes De Chapala (IMDB), Richard Alexander (IMDB), Mario Arteaga (IMDB), Herman Belmonte (IMDB), Nick Borgani (IMDB), Danny Borzage (IMDB), James Dime (IMDB), Jaye Durkus (IMDB), Ben Frommer (IMDB), Charles Heard (IMDB), Clyde Howdy (IMDB), Robert F. Hoy (IMDB), Cliff Lyons (IMDB), Fred McDougall (IMDB), Charles Morton (IMDB), Paul Ravel (IMDB), Victor Romito (IMDB), Randy Sparks (IMDB), Jack Tornek (IMDB), Dale Van Sickel (IMDB)

The Young Land (~ Ebrio de odio) ' Filminin Konusu :
The Young Land is a movie starring Patrick Wayne, Yvonne Craig, and Dennis Hopper. An American gunslinger kills a Mexican man in California immediately after the Mexican-American war. The killer is arrested and put on trial for...


  • "havacılıkta hava aracının yerle temasını ingilizce olarak karşılayan fiil..."
  • "(bkz: go rimbaud go)"
  • "makinaya kendi ipsinden çeşitli paketler gönderme mantığı ile winsock'u sonsuz loop'a sokarak bade olmasını sağlama olayı ile çalışan nuke çeşidi. (bkz: bade olmak)"
  • "land rover ciplerin askeri dilde telaffuzu. lant da denir."
  • "almanya'da federe devletlere verilen isimdir."




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    patti smith in `horses albumunden 3 bolumlu(horses,land of a thousand dances ve le mer(de)) nefis parcha..

    the boy was in the hallway drinking a glass of tea
    from the other end of the hallway a rhythm was generating
    another boy was sliding up the hallway
    he merged perfectly with the hallway,
    he merged perfectly, the mirror in the hallway

    the boy looked at johnny, johnny wanted to run,
    but the movie kept moving as planned
    the boy took johnny, he pushed him against the locker,
    he drove it in, he drove it home, he drove it deep in johnny
    the boy disappeared, johnny fell on his knees,
    started crashing his head against the locker,
    started crashing his head against the locker,
    started laughing hysterically

    when suddenly johnny gets the feeling he's being surrounded by
    horses, horses, horses, horses
    coming in in all directions
    white shining silver studs with their nose in flames,
    he saw horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses, horses.
    do you know how to pony like bony maroney
    do you know how to twist, well it goes like this, it goes like this
    baby mash potato, do the alligator, do the alligator
    and you twist the twister like your baby sister
    i want your baby sister, give me your baby sister, dig your baby sister
    rise up on her knees, do the sweet pea, do the sweet pee pee,
    roll down on her back, got to lose control, got to lose control,
    got to lose control and then you take control,
    then you're rolled down on your back and you like it like that,
    like it like that, like it like that, like it like that,
    then you do the watusi, yeah do the watusi
    life is filled with holes, johnny's laying there, his sperm coffin
    angel looks down at him and says, “oh, pretty boy,
    can't you show me nothing but surrender ?”
    johnny gets up, takes off his leather jacket,
    taped to his chest there's the answer,
    you got pen knives and jack knives and
    switchblades preferred, switchblades preferred
    then he cries, then he screams, saying
    life is full of pain, i'm cruisin' through my brain
    and i fill my nose with snow and go rimbaud,
    go rimbaud, go rimbaud,
    and go johnny go, and do the watusi, oh do the watusi

    there's a little place, a place called space
    it's a pretty little place, it's across the tracks,
    across the tracks and the name of the place is you like it like that,
    you like it like that, you like it like that, you like it like that,
    and the name of the band is the
    twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes,
    twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes, twistelettes

    baby calm down, better calm down,
    in the night, in the eye of the forest
    there's a mare black and shining with yellow hair,
    i put my fingers through her silken hair and found a stair,
    i didn't waste time, i just walked right up and saw that
    up there -- there is a sea
    up there -- there is a sea
    up there -- there is a sea
    the sea's the possibility
    there is no land but the land

    (up there is just a sea of possibilities)
    there is no sea but the sea

    (up there is a wall of possibilities)
    there is no keeper but the key

    (up there there are several walls of possibilities)
    except for one who seizes possibilities, one who seizes possibilities.

    (up there)
    i seize the first possibility, is the sea around me
    i was standing there with my legs spread like a sailor

    (in a sea of possibilities) i felt his hand on my knee

    (on the screen)
    and i looked at johnny and handed him a branch of cold flame

    (in the heart of man)
    the waves were coming in like arabian stallions
    gradually lapping into sea horses
    he picked up the blade and he pressed it against his smooth throat

    (the spoon)
    and let it deep in

    (the veins)
    dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
    it started hardening
    dip in to the sea, to the sea of possibilities
    it started hardening in my hand
    and i felt the arrows of desire

    i put my hand inside his cranium, oh we had such a brainiac-amour
    but no more, no more, i gotta move from my mind to the area

    (go rimbaud go rimbaud go rimbaud)
    and go johnny go and do the watusi,
    yeah do the watusi, do the watusi ...
    shined open coiled snakes white and shiny twirling and encircling
    our lives are now entwined, we will fall yes we're together twining
    your nerves, your mane of the black shining horse
    and my fingers all entwined through the air,
    i could feel it, it was the hair going through my fingers,

    (i feel it i feel it i feel it i feel it)
    the hairs were like wires going through my body
    i i that's how i
    that's how i
    i died

    (at that tower of babel they knew what they were after)

    (they knew what they were after)
    [everything on the current] moved up
    i tried to stop it, but it was too warm, too unbelievably smooth,
    like playing in the sea, in the sea of possibility, the possibility
    was a blade, a shiny blade, i hold the key to the sea of possibilities
    there's no land but the land

    looked at my hands, and there's a red stream
    that went streaming through the sands like fingers,
    like arteries, like fingers

    (how much fits between the eyes of a horse?)
    he lay, pressing it against his throat (your eyes)
    he opened his throat (your eyes)
    his vocal chords started shooting like (of a horse) mad pituitary glands
    the scream he made (and my heart) was so high (my heart) pitched that nobody heard,
    no one heard that cry,
    no one heard (johnny) the butterfly flapping in his throat,

    (his fingers)
    nobody heard, he was on that bed, it was like a sea of jelly,
    and so he seized the first

    (his vocal chords shot up)

    (possibility)

    (like mad pituitary glands)
    it was a black tube, he felt himself disintegrate

    (there is nothing happening at all)
    and go inside the black tube, so when he looked out into the steep
    saw this sweet young thing (fender one)
    humping on the parking meter, leaning on the parking meter

    in the sheets
    there was a man
    dancing around
    to the simple
    rock & roll
    song


    (pancake - 9 Mart 2002 10:19)

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    patti smithin çift cdlik albümü.
    1. cd de hayranlarının oylamasıyla seçilen şarkılar baştan sona (bkz: horses) (bkz: gung ho) bi toparlama halindeyken 2.cd de yayınlanmamış şarkılar bulunuyo.bunlar arasında bi prince coverı olan when doves cry ile otobiyografik piss factory da var.. ayrıca susan sontagın birtakım metinleriyle,patti nin daha bir çok fotoğrafı ve kısa notlar mevcut.
    edinilmesi farz olan albüm.


    (opium tea - 2 Haziran 2002 12:50)

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    tyr'ın mayıs 2008'de çıkardığı son albümü. abiler yine oldukça güzel bir albüme imza atmışlar. artık kendileriyle özdeşleşen o progresif, orta tempo, melodik ve aynı zamanda kuzey kokan o sound yine yerli yerinde duruyor. bir önceki albümleri ragnarok'la kapışacak kadar iyi bir albüm olmuş, ama sanki ragnarok'u alt edememiş benim gözümde. buna rağmen brennivin, ocean ve land gibi aşmış parçalara ev sahipliği yapmıyor değil. vokal melodileri yazma konusunda ne kadar başarılı olduklarını bir kez daha kanıtlamışlar. öyle yerler var ki daha ilk dinleyişte direk ağzınıza takılıyor, faroece bile olsa söylemeye başlıyorsunuz içinizden. (sallayarak tabi) vokalist heri joensen'in sesi gerçekten çok çok güzel, folk/viking metal yapıp da brutal vokal kullanmayan, buna rağmen folk metal kitlesi tarafından bu kadar kabul görüp benimsenen ve sevilen bir grup olmalarında kendisinin payı gerçekten az değil. ragnarok albümünde de göstermişti zaten ne kadar iyi olduğunu.

    kesinlikle dinlenesi bir albüm. brennivin'i özellikle bir dinleyin, ondan sonra albümü zaten dinleyeceksiniz mecbur. *

    01. gandkvaedi tróndar
    02. sinklars visa
    03. gátu rima
    04. brennivin
    05. ocean
    06. fipan fagra
    07. valkyrjan
    08. lokka tattur
    09. land
    10. hail to the hammer


    (liveinflames - 2 Mart 2009 13:14)

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    aynı isimli tyr albümünün 16:17'lik 8. şarkısı.

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pawimfueqvs

    homeland we're leaving, we are retreiving
    our right to stand alone, we cannot stay here
    fear not what must be, we must cross the sea
    on our own
    standing alone
    always we got by on our own.
    under stormy skies through rain, wind and raging sea
    head into the unknow, leave behind.
    bonds that may bind, circumstance that keep us behind
    rise to meet the day hold high torches passed throught time.
    fear not what you might find.

    ver sterk mín sál á l[]ldu náttarvakt
    har eingi altarjós til gudar brenna
    har hv[] ein vón av fannkava var takt
    og hjarta ongan hita meir kann kenna
    ver stór mín sál sum rúmdar kalda t[]gn
    ı? eina er, tá sloknar lívsins s[]gn.

    roads are long and oceans far and wide
    nights are cold and skies are dark and gray
    ride the autumn wind and evening tide
    time is long and land is far away
    out on the sea
    waitng for me
    storms are raging violently
    still we sail on silently.
    we seek to tame the torrents and tides
    master the mights
    sail with me across the raging sea
    write your tale into eternity
    still we've sighted only sea till now
    as we sail ı sometimes wonder how
    rest in the twilight, ı have gained insight
    since the deeds of younger days
    now ı'm wiser, raise my eyes gaze across the sea
    and recall when we sailed away
    sought a new way
    how ı longed for far far away
    ın the sun set glow
    ı dreamt of another land
    a thousand years from that day.

    cattle die
    kinsmen will die
    ı myself must die too someday
    all are mortal men, but fair fame will never fade
    for the man who wins it.

    ver sterk mín sál á mj[]rkantungu fer?
    har taettar fylkjast um teg gráar gátur
    tín barnaflokkur - úttaerdur hann er,
    og sárur kennist hans sólsvangi grátur
    ver stór mín sál í dagsins royndar stund
    holl veitir nátt hin dreymaleysa blund.

    roads are long and oceans far and wide
    nights are cold and skies are dark and gray
    ride the autumn wind and evening tide
    time is long and land is far away
    out on the sea
    waitng for me
    storms are raging violently
    still we sail on silently.
    we seek to tame the torrents and tides
    master the mights
    sail with me across the raging sea
    write your tale into eternity
    still we've sighted only sea till now
    as we sail ı sometimes wonder how far to asgaard.

    cattle die, kinsmen die kısmı tanıdık geldi. hafızam da beni yanıltmadı koşa koşa sankaritarina'nın sözlerine baktım ve ilk dizeler böyleymiş gerçekten. bir anlamı var mı diye internetten bakayım dedim. havamal'da geçiyormuş ve muhtemelen en popüler mısralarıymış.


    (heroicfolk - 10 Ocak 2016 20:55)

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    raydolap firmasıdır. sitesine girdiğinizde "özel ölçü" başlığı altında eğimli tavanlara sürmeli kapaklı dolap yaptıklarını iddia etseler de, iletişim numarasına cevap veren genç ve ukala görevli firmanın kendi sitesinden bile habersiz olduğundan, şımarık bir üslupla ve bunu sorduğunuz için kınayan bir ifadeyle size çatı katlarında sürmeli kapak yapılamayacağını söyler. resimleri kim bilir hangi yabancı siteden apartmış ve siteye koyduktan sonra bir kez bile bakmamışlardır. zaten gerçek müşteri dükkana gider, değil mi, internette ne işi var?

    edit: öfkeyle yazmışım, ifadeyi yumuşattım. evet, bu yumuşamış hali...


    (gallifreyfallsnomore - 27 Temmuz 2018 17:20)

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