Tonight, Patsy Sledd & Warner Mack remind us that Backbone Beats Wishbone Every Time.
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Tonight, a talented and under-appreciated artiste articulates her vision, and patiently answers a few questions about her most recent piece.
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Tonight, we send positive vibrations across a fractious interweb with NoFX‘s cheery 1992 release Kill All the White Man.
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Tonight it’s Tret, the Ukrainian Parkour dog par excellence. You might want to turn the sound down a bit.
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Tonight, a visibly emotional Mark Knopfler performs a song that he wrote with Emmylou Harris after reading a newspaper column by English novelist Ian McEwan a few days after 9/11. Inspired by the phone calls of those who found themselves trapped in the Twin Towers and on United Airlines Flight 93, here’s If This Is Goodbye.
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Hey, since you’re going there anyway, Mention My Name In Sheboygan, won’t ya’?
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Tonight, for your weekend entertainment, an epic tale of gunslinging, valour, and honour: here’s The Ballad of Irving.
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Tonight, we look at some early colour footage showing London, England as it was back in 1926.
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Tonight, en route to the Tips, a punchy-sounding remastered version of a sixties classic.
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Tonight, Stephen Fry and Hugh Laurie lampoon those unavoidable, tiresome, and oddly disgusting armchair critics.
We must take all of them very, very seriously indeed.
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In tonight’s Tips music the Sammy Kaye Orchestra (“Swing and Sway with Sammy Kay!”) and vocalist Arthur Wright perform Irving Berlin’s hopeful and sweetly melancholy Always.
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The worldwide interweb is chock full of hellish Russian dash-cam footage – brawling drunken motorists, spectacularly poor driving, and horrific crashes and near-misses – of the sort that lights up your monkey-brain and makes you feel like you’re gazing into the seventh circle of hell. Tonight, we see a different dash-cam view of Russia, one showing unidentified individuals performing simple acts of common grace.
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I avoid the profane as a rule, but it’s Saturday night, and this is too much of an amusing one-off not to share: here’s Andy Prieboy’s unsettlingly straight-faced, gentlemanly-sounding ode to the “happy high retardians” who, when when legless and devoid of any common sense, knight themselves the Hearty Drinking Men.
Language warning.
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Dancing, singing, jetliners, trombones, pleated skirts — this one’s got everything you could possibly want for your weekend Tips music entertainment, with the possible exception of quality: here are Les Parisiennes making some sort of strange musical noise called Il Fait Trop Beau Pour Travailler.
Oooh, look at the colours!
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Q: What do you get when you cross a classic Jimmy Page riff with an old Beatles song?
A: A Whole Lotta Helter Skelter.
Seriously. Lots and lots of it.
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I’m a boy, I’m a boy, but if I say I am, I get it.‪‬  ♫
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Frank’s Wild Years are all behind him.
Things are pretty quiet now.
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“All but one of the cars carried a riding mechanic…”
Tonight, we take a look at the gentlemen-maniacs of the 1911, 1912, and 1913 Indianapolis 500s.
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In tonight’s musical amusement en route to the tips, Johnny Cash tells the epic short story about that time When Uncle Bill Quit Dope.
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Ladies and Gentlemen…(drumroll)….Heino!
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