Kelso’s work to preserve European American heritage in this decade has included administering the authorized site hosting 25 years of Wilmot Robertson’s Instauration magazine, organizing the largest European American heritage gatherings in recent times, and administering the largest European American forums. James Kelso is a Director and the Membership Coordinator of the American Freedom Party. The American Freedom Party is unique as the only national political party explicitly working for the preservation of European American heritage. Virginia Abernethy, Executive Director Don Wassall, and Chairman William Johnson. Kelso brings to the microphone American Freedom Party candidates including 2012 presidential candidate Merlin Miller and fellow AFP directors including Dr. Mac Miller – Another Night.текст:As i spend another night with out a single thing to doCept' writin down this music i preceed to bring to youMy man Billy hit me up he got some weed he bringin throughTell him better be that good and grab a pack of swishers toothats what usually happens Deserve some cool relaxinsmokin herb and laughin and curve your enthusiasmim just a regular kid at my crib doin regular shit burnin 5 spliffsim so high another night alone so imma poor another cup and roll another zoneim gone you aint gonna bring me backso gone couldnt tell you where im atMaybe New York, Philly, maybe Pittsburghyou wanna find me hit me on TwitterWell that sound mad lamePeople love me they dont even know my last namewaitin at the station till its time that i can board the trainheadin to the fortune fame should explore my brainSee what im thinkin bout, pour a little liquor then i drink it down*CHORUS*Cuz its just another night on my own layin back as i light up my droits just another night alone.i spend another night alonesaid cuz its just another night on my own layin back as i light up my droits just another night alone.i spend another night alone(Verse 2)I turn my phone on silent i need to get awayturn on Jcool warm up and let it playi thank god for blessing me with life every dayand to my peoples whove gone well meet at heavens gateIve been sellin haze but im sure theres better waysthat i can get my pay i just need to get StraightNothin left to say now its time for actionNo more bullshit no more relaxinRappins my passion so i stay writtinspend a couple nights in burn out all the lights in my roomStuck in my crib like gluethats what i do its nothin newКатегории: Mac Miller, Hip-hop Įvery week host James Kelso brings you the latest news from the American Freedom Party. It was in the old books that thus came to be written that I first found these tales, and when you have read them perhaps you will wish to go yourself to the same old books, to find many another song of love and hate, of joy and sorrow. Of all indeed that made life glad or sad, of these the minstrels sang.įrom town to village, from court to inn they wandered, singing the old songs, adding verses to them here, dropping lines from them there, singing betimes a strain unheard before, until at length the day came when the songs were written down. Sterner songs too were theirs, songs of war and bloodshed, when clan fought with clan and lives were lost and brave deeds were done. It was of these little folk and of their visits to the homes of mortals that the minstrels sang. Over the mountains, through the glens, by babbling streams and across silent moors, the patter of tiny feet might be heard, feet which had strayed from Elfinland.
In those far-off days of minstrelsy the country was alive with fairies.
To such sweet music did they sing the songs or ballads which they made or perchance had heard, to such sweet music, that those who listened could forget nor tale nor tune. In court, in cottage, by princes and by humble folk, everywhere, by every one the minstrels were greeted with delight.
It is long, oh! so long ago, that they were sung up hill and down dale by wandering singers who soon became known all over the country as minstrels, or ofttimes, because they would carry with them a harp, as harpers. Listen, children, for you will wish to hear where I found the tales which I have told you in this little book.
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