torsdag den 29. november 2012
Slumdog Millionaire
We have watched the movie "Slumdog Millionaire" and I want you to think about the follwing things:
1: Do you agree that it is "the feel-good film of the decade"?
2: Which scene is your favourite/least favourite? why?
3: What does this film tell you about modern day India?
4: Did you recognize anything from your English classes in the film?
mandag den 1. oktober 2012
Marillion: Gaza - a song that can change the world?
This song opens the 2012 album "Sounds that can't be made" and has received both a lot of praise and a lot of criticism.
Consider the following questions:
1: What do you think of the lyrics? Comment on at least one quote that you like/dislike. Do you understand why many people are angry?
2: What do you think of the song? Explain why you like/dislike it.
3: Is this a song that could change the world?
Consider the following questions:
1: What do you think of the lyrics? Comment on at least one quote that you like/dislike. Do you understand why many people are angry?
2: What do you think of the song? Explain why you like/dislike it.
3: Is this a song that could change the world?
Marillion
- Gaza Lyrics
When I was young it all seemed
like a game
Living here brought no sense of shame
But now I'm older I've come to understand
Once we had houses
Once we had land
They rained down bullets on us as our homes collapsed
We lay beneath the rubble terrified
Hoping.. Dare we dream?
We gave up waiting
For us, to dream is still a dream
When I woke up, the house was broken stones
We suddenly had nothing
And nothing's changed
We live, eight people, in this overcrowded heat
Factory-farmed animals living in our own sweat
Living like this is all my baby brother ever knew
The world does nothing. What can we do?
We will kick the ball
We will skip the rope
We will play outside. Be careful
We will paint and draw. We will say our prayers
Outside the pitiless sun bleaches the broken streets
The darkness drops in the evening like an iron door
The men play cards under torchlight
The women stay inside
Hell can erupt in a moment day or night
You ask for trouble if you stray too close to the wall
My father died ..feeding the birds
Mum goes in front of me to check for soldiers
For every hot-head stone ten come back
For every hot-head stone a hundred come back
For every rocket fired the drones come back
For thirteen years the roads have all been closed
We're isolated. We're denied medical supplies
Fuel and work are scarce. They build houses on our farms
The old men weep. The young men take up arms.
We're packed like chickens in this town of block cement
I get headache from the diesel. When it rains, the sewers too
I had no idea what martyrdom meant
Until my older brother.. my older brother
I'm sorry. I can't continue.
You sow the wind, you reap the whirlwind, it is said
When people know they have no future
Can we blame them if we cannot tame them?
And when their hopes and dreams are broken
And they feel they might as well be dead
As they go, will we forgive them
If they take us with them?
Stay close
Stay home
Stay calm
Have faith
With the love of our family we can rise above anything
Someday surely someone must help us
With the love of our family we can rise above anything
Someday surely someone must help us
Even now we will go to school
Even now we will dream to dream
Someday surely someone must help us
Nothing's ever simple - that's for sure
There are grieving mothers on both sides of the wire
And everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright
But any way you look at it - whichever point of view
For us to have to live like this
It just aint right
It just aint right
It just aint right
We all want peace and freedom that's for sure
But peace won't come from standing on our necks
Everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright
But any way you look at this - whichever point of view
For us to have to live like this
It just aint right
It just aint right
It just aint right
It's like a nightmare rose up slouching towards Bethlehem
Like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land
Slouching towards Bethlehem
It's like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land
Slouching towards Bethlehem
Stay close
Stay home
Have faith
I can't know what twist of history did this to me
It's like a nightmare
With the love of our family
We can rise above anything
Some day surely someone must help us...
Living here brought no sense of shame
But now I'm older I've come to understand
Once we had houses
Once we had land
They rained down bullets on us as our homes collapsed
We lay beneath the rubble terrified
Hoping.. Dare we dream?
We gave up waiting
For us, to dream is still a dream
When I woke up, the house was broken stones
We suddenly had nothing
And nothing's changed
We live, eight people, in this overcrowded heat
Factory-farmed animals living in our own sweat
Living like this is all my baby brother ever knew
The world does nothing. What can we do?
We will kick the ball
We will skip the rope
We will play outside. Be careful
We will paint and draw. We will say our prayers
Outside the pitiless sun bleaches the broken streets
The darkness drops in the evening like an iron door
The men play cards under torchlight
The women stay inside
Hell can erupt in a moment day or night
You ask for trouble if you stray too close to the wall
My father died ..feeding the birds
Mum goes in front of me to check for soldiers
For every hot-head stone ten come back
For every hot-head stone a hundred come back
For every rocket fired the drones come back
For thirteen years the roads have all been closed
We're isolated. We're denied medical supplies
Fuel and work are scarce. They build houses on our farms
The old men weep. The young men take up arms.
We're packed like chickens in this town of block cement
I get headache from the diesel. When it rains, the sewers too
I had no idea what martyrdom meant
Until my older brother.. my older brother
I'm sorry. I can't continue.
You sow the wind, you reap the whirlwind, it is said
When people know they have no future
Can we blame them if we cannot tame them?
And when their hopes and dreams are broken
And they feel they might as well be dead
As they go, will we forgive them
If they take us with them?
Stay close
Stay home
Stay calm
Have faith
With the love of our family we can rise above anything
Someday surely someone must help us
With the love of our family we can rise above anything
Someday surely someone must help us
Even now we will go to school
Even now we will dream to dream
Someday surely someone must help us
Nothing's ever simple - that's for sure
There are grieving mothers on both sides of the wire
And everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright
But any way you look at it - whichever point of view
For us to have to live like this
It just aint right
It just aint right
It just aint right
We all want peace and freedom that's for sure
But peace won't come from standing on our necks
Everyone deserves a chance to feel the future just might be bright
But any way you look at this - whichever point of view
For us to have to live like this
It just aint right
It just aint right
It just aint right
It's like a nightmare rose up slouching towards Bethlehem
Like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land
Slouching towards Bethlehem
It's like a nightmare rose up from this small strip of land
Slouching towards Bethlehem
Stay close
Stay home
Have faith
I can't know what twist of history did this to me
It's like a nightmare
With the love of our family
We can rise above anything
Some day surely someone must help us...
fredag den 31. august 2012
Do you download music illegally?
Do you
download music illegally? Congratulations, you are killing the UK pop industry
- Mail Online - Paul Connolly on Music and Movies
28.
august 2012
09:10
25 March 2010 1:22 PM
Do you download music illegally? Congratulations, you are killing the UK
pop industry
Listen, most
of us have done it at least once.
In the early
days of the internet I occasionally tracked down obscure songs from acts of my
youth that I couldn’t find anywhere else on dodgy peer-to-peer services such as
Limewire.
I didn’t think
I was doing anything wrong – after all, I’d already bought the songs on 7” inch
singles back in the 1980s so it wasn’t like I hadn’t paid for them already.
That was my
reasoning anyway, flawed as it was.
Then, as I
spent more time with bands, I started to realise the detrimental effect it was
having on their livelihood. “People think it’s no big deal but it is,
essentially, stealing,” was the general feeling among bands. “If we don’t sell
enough albums, the label will not renew our contract and the band splits up.”
But many
people still think nothing of downloading music illegally. Indeed some think
it’s their right.
Why? Would
they be happy working for nothing? No, of course not, but they expect their
favourite bands to not be paid for their work.
Last year Lily
Allen (above) popped her head above the parapet and said, ‘Illegal file-sharing
damages music because it harms new artists.
'When you
start in a music career, you need money to establish and promote yourself and
pay for your material to be recorded.
'This money
comes from music sales, because when you're a new artist you can't make enough
from gigs or selling T-shirts. If you can't sell your music, you can't go on.
It's that simple.’
She was
absolutely slaughtered for her stance by those most cowardly of individuals,
anonymous internet warriors. ‘All art should be free,’ claimed one bonehead.
‘You’re rich, so stop moaning,’ piped up another rational thought vacuum, while
one music critic, usually a sensible chap, called Allen "a pampered lovey
in chav's clothing."
And these were
the less vicious responses by the brain donors.
Allen is, of
course right, as emphasised by a recent report which suggests that the British
music business is likely to lose nearly 10,000 jobs over the next 5 years as a
result of piracy.
That’s nearly
10% of those currently employed in an industry which currently annually exports
£1.3bn of music.
The
contraction of the industry will mean fewer labels signing fewer new bands. As
music business boss Geoff Taylor says, ‘We are approaching a tipping point
where investment in our talent will dry up due to mass illegal downloading.’
And what will
the music thieves have left to steal then?
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