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Jonny Vic Stott - My Day Off (original comedy music video)
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Jonny Vic Stott - My Day Off (original comedy music video)

My music channel http://www.youtube.com/jonnyvicstottMy vlog channel http://www.youtube.com/jvsvlogsFollow me on 'Twitter' http://www.twitter.com/jonnyvicstott 

Steve Dalachinsky | AFA Vision Festival 19 - “Saga of the Outlaws 3: For Amiri Baraka”
06:41
Steve Dalachinsky | AFA Vision Festival 19 - “Saga of the Outlaws 3: For Amiri Baraka”

Steve Dalachinsky is a native New Yorker, poet, critic, and artist, Dalachinsky was active in the Avant-Garde and Free Jazz movements. He authored multiple collections of poetry, including Where Night and Day Become One: The French Poems (Great Weather for Media, LLC, 2018) and The Final Nite & Other Poems: The Complete Notes from a Charles Gayle Notebook 1987-2006 (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2006), winner of the PEN Oakland/Josephine Miles Book Award.

Maren Montalbano - Sea Tangle: Songs from the North Crowdfunding Video
03:07
Maren Montalbano - Sea Tangle: Songs from the North Crowdfunding Video

Maren Montalbano, mezzo-soprano Rebecca Harris, violinVideography and editing: Sharon Torello Filmed at the Presbyterian Church of Chestnut Hill and Forbidden Drive in Philadelphia, PA.

BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
03:46
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here

Jonny Vic Stott - My Day Off (original comedy music video)
01:28
Jonny Vic Stott - My Day Off (original comedy music video)

My music channel http://www.youtube.com/jonnyvicstottMy vlog channel http://www.youtube.com/jvsvlogsFollow me on 'Twitter' http://www.twitter.com/jonnyvicstott 


Steve Dalachinsky | AFA Vision Festival 19 - “Saga of the Outlaws 3: For Amiri Baraka”
06:41
Steve Dalachinsky | AFA Vision Festival 19 - “Saga of the Outlaws 3: For Amiri Baraka”

Steve Dalachinsky is a native New Yorker, poet, critic, and artist, Dalachinsky was active in the Avant-Garde and Free Jazz movements. He authored multiple collections of poetry, including Where Night and Day Become One: The French Poems (Great Weather for Media, LLC, 2018) and The Final Nite & Other Poems: The Complete Notes from a Charles Gayle Notebook 1987-2006 (Ugly Duckling Presse, 2006), winner of the PEN Oakland/Josephine Miles Book Award.


Maren Montalbano - Sea Tangle: Songs from the North Crowdfunding Video
03:07
Maren Montalbano - Sea Tangle: Songs from the North Crowdfunding Video

Maren Montalbano, mezzo-soprano Rebecca Harris, violinVideography and editing: Sharon Torello Filmed at the Presbyterian Church of Chestnut Hill and Forbidden Drive in Philadelphia, PA.


BROOKLYNN - i hate it here
03:46
BROOKLYNN - i hate it here

On and on it goes i know It’s just a part of me Never ever been something I control How did we get here I fear I’m worried for my life Is it just a matter of time Before we go Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here The cycle carried on Just like a feather in the wind It was hard to trace it back But we knew it’d never end And the houses They were never ever built on sinking sand They were built on backs of men They were trying to break The kingdom grew and told those men That they were never great And they showed them only hate Anytime they were showcased Okay Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here There were bruises left in history They kept a mystery from us And the people that tried to break us They only feared us Because we were too free We were too free We were too free We were too free Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it Momma oh Momma oh how I hate it here Oh how I hate it here