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thebirdybabe · 2 years
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I told Boo to get to work, as I worked this week… he did as I asked for once! Between yesterday and today, he shredded up a whole 8 foot long 1x4…. Approximately 6 inches an hour, but he works a little over time. We are giving this to one of our friends as mulch. #hardworkingbird #workingbird #goffin #goffinscockatoo #cockatoo #cockatoolife #destructatoo #mulchingmachine #goffins #cutebird #cutecockatoo #stlpets #cutebutpsycho #heneedsajob #workfromhomepets #helperbird #goodbird (at St. Louis, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfX5ABCu2IS/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mind-if-i-scream · 27 days
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BOOP!
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avian-aves · 3 months
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More sketch requests from twitter ✏️
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bluespring864 · 4 months
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[Gets asked during the on-court interview about awarding first serve to his opponent at a crucial point in the match, when a foot fault had been called]
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Grigor Dimitrov, Ladies and Gentlemen
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findingmindely · 9 months
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Boo & Clem. Clem had anxiety which caused her to pluck, but she was a very happy bird otherwise!
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davidhudson · 3 months
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Happy 82nd, Carole King.
With Al Nevins and Gerry Goffin.
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fritzes · 2 months
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what is this caption…
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lisamarie-vee · 3 months
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guessimdumb · 1 year
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Irma Thomas - Yours Until Tomorrow (1967)
Written by Goffin-King and recorded at Muscle Shoals in 1967, Chess records foolishly didn’t release this until 1984.  Incredible southern soul - Irma just kills it.
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mywifeleftme · 21 days
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360: Dusty Springfield // Dusty Springfield's Golden Hits
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Dusty Springfield's Golden Hits Dusty Springfield 1966, Philips
These early Dusty Springfield singles really get the “Wall of Sound” production treatment, despite Mr. Spector’s absence from the credits: mixed loud as hell like the kids liked it, screaming string charts, backing vocals en regalia, and a big beat knocking around underneath. Folks love to cite her as the second artist of the British Invasion to hit the U.S. charts, and for cultural reasons that may be significant, but her early sound was indistinguishable from American acts like Lesley Gore and the Shirelles. I don’t know many of the details about her career, but it seems like whoever was managing her was hell-bent on breaking her in the States. Call it a credit to English ingenuity (and specifically arranger Ivor Raymonde) that they were able to give Springfield a knock-out sound that passes for the contemporary Hollywood (or Detroit) product.
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Dusty Springfield’s Golden Hits, her first major compilation, is Brill Building / girl group-style music par excellence, with a murderer’s row of hitwriters from both sides of the pond (Bacharach/David, Goffin/King, Beatrice Verdi/Buddy Kaye, etc.). Practically anyone could’ve had chart success with these songs and this packaging (and a number of these were subsequently hits for others), but Springfield had a cannon of a voice on her that makes the best of these numbers undeniable. Those who place her voice with the Arethas and Dionne Warwicks wish she’d been guided towards soul or sophisticated torch songs from the start, but I personally love it when someone vocally overqualified for bubblegum is made to tear into a good bop. “I Only Want to Be With You” is buffeted along by the force of her voice, the violins shrieking like a 33rpm record dragged up to 45; “Little By Little” could’ve been written for a Motown powerhouse like Darlene Love (but scarcely improved on by her); “I Just Don’t Know What to Do With Myself” moves from the sound of a girl sadly combing her hair before her vanity to Sampson bringing down the temple.
There’s plenty of treacle here, and “Wishin’ and Hopin’” probably set feminism further back than “He Hit Me (It Felt Like a Kiss),” but this is a worthy addition to any ‘60s pop library.
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thebirdybabe · 2 years
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Boo gave me a taste of his own medicine! I had my phone on burst mode instead of video by accident. It’s still cute. I tossed the syringe. Btw Terbinafine (antifungal) tastes like saccharine and lawn clippings. #cutestbird #tasteofmedicine #medicinemonday #goffincockatoo #sickbird #avianmedicine #cockatoo #goffins #goffinscockatoo #goofygoffin #burstmode #sharingiscaring #sillyselfie #stlpets (at St. Louis, Missouri) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ch3RbaFJVtZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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mind-if-i-scream · 1 year
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Hello everyone! Please help my cockatoo, Yuki, decide what she should do today!
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midchelle · 1 year
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bits from the lennon and mccartney song book bbc special that made me smile <3
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bluespring864 · 2 months
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Andy in an orange kit deserves its own post <3
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findingmindely · 1 year
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Happy Mother’s Day.
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johnlennonofficial · 2 years
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John Lennon rehearsing his harmonica part for “Chains”, 1963
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