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It was weird, it was witty, it was Warhol. The famous minimalism of The Velvet Underground & Nico peel-away banana album cover became an influence on punk visual style many years later and remains one of the greatest album covers.

Download Ost Faith The Great Doctor Full Album

Ultra-cool Elvis (in his shiny gold Nudie suit) gets multiplied in one of the most enduring early 60s images and greatest album covers. If there are that many Elvis fans, we will, of course, need 15 Elvises.

Okay, so it was a little graphic and provocative, but as the single most controversial thing The Beatles ever did (and the most expensive for an original), the cover of Yesterday and Today surely earns a place on a list of the greatest album covers.

Classic 1984 - Jeffrey Lee Pierce fronts L.A.'s greatest Punk Band. This deluxe package includes an OBI strip, Single album jacket, Printed inner sleeve, New record labels unique for this release and double split purple and white color vinyl.Introduction/Hey Juana Eternally Is Here Stranger In Our Town Bad Indian Sex Beat Brother & Sister Bad American Fire Of Love Preachin' Blues Like Calling Up Thunder Moonlight Motel Goodbye Johnny Give Up The Sun Sleeping In Blood City

Havoc and Bright Lights marked a rebirth for Alanis Morissette, the first album she recorded as a newlywed mother. Delivered a full eight years later, Such Pretty Forks in the Road is the second act of the story, an album about learning how to find contentment at middle age. Morissette wrestles anxieties, origin stories, addictions, parenthood, and partnership throughout the record, searching for reasons and a diagnosis, achieving a sense of peace with having her sense of calm being disturbed on occasion. Appropriately for an album that's decidedly focused on an inward journey, Such Pretty Forks in the Road simmers, never boils. Hooks force themselves into the center stage on "Reasons I Drink" -- the rare tune here that could be called catchy -- but otherwise melody takes a back seat to mood. This doesn't necessarily mean Morissette's words are pushed into the spotlight. Such Pretty Forks in the Road is lacquered in immaculate gloss, a sound that accentuates the interior journey of the songs without quite inviting exploration. A close listen reveals all the troubles rolling around Morissette's mind, but the nice thing about Such Pretty Forks in the Road is how its smooth, placid surface makes the record feel like an album-length guided serenity meditation.Side A1. Smiling2. Ablaze3. Reasons I Drink4. Diagnosis5. Missing The Miracle6. Losing The Plot

A good doctor is not one who cures the most because in many specialties recovery is not a frequent outcome. It is not one who makes the best diagnosis because in many cases of self limited or incurable disorders the precise and timely diagnosis does not make a great difference for the patient. It is not one who knows more scientific facts because in medical science ignorance is still rampant in several diseases. It is not one who is gentle, compassionate, and honest with the patient because these qualities are often insufficient for an effective medical course of action. It is not one who discovers a new fact or treatment because nowadays new information is only a small fraction of knowledge to be inserted in the enormous puzzle of biomedical research.

Making a good doctor seemed a greater challenge than defining one. There was general agreement, though, that we aren't very good at it. To paraphrase 13 responses: all we can hope to do is select students with the right gifts (not the right exam results) and somehow stop them from going rotten through overload cynicism and neglect during their training and early career.

"My little girlies!" The woman's sweet face bent over the eager oneamong the pillows and lingered there. It was the first time she had seenthe crippled child since the doctors had pronounced her case hopeless,and she had feared that her presence might recall to Peace's mind thegreat misfortune, and bring on a deluge of tears. But Peace was thinkingof other things than wheel-chairs. This was the first time she had seenher Elspeth since the Angel Baby had slipped away to its Maker, and sheglanced apprehensively into the tender blue eyes above her, expecting tofind them dim with tears of grief for the little one she had lost.Instead, they were smiling serenely. She had locked her sorrow deep downin her heart, and only God and her good St. John knew what a heavy achethrobbed in her breast.

"How nice!" exclaimed Peace, glancing involuntarily at the slipperedfeet resting on the cushioned stool of Dr. Campbell's great Morrischair. "I wish we had a good doctor in our family. Then p'r'aps hecould make me walk again."

"Then it is all settled!" sighed the President in relief, and a greatburden seemed lifted from his shoulders. Somehow, the strong, earnestface of the young doctor inspired confidence and courage in the heartsof others, and they could not but feel that all would go well with theirlittle invalid.

Meanwhile, downstairs in the office of the great hospital, the Presidentand his wife had sat like statues through all those interminable minuteswhich were to tell the story of whether the little life was to be sparedor sacrificed. Vaguely they heard the bustle of busy nurses, vaguelythey saw the doctors hurrying in and out about their duties; but notonce did either man or woman move from the great chairs in which theysat. Sometimes it seemed to the matron and head-nurse, who occasionallypassed that way, as if both had been turned to stone, so fixed was theirgaze, so rigid their bodies. But in reality neither had ever been morekeenly alive. Each heart was reviewing with painful accuracy the twoshort years that had gone since the little band of orphans had come tolive with them. How much had happened in that[Pg 167] time, and how dearly theyhad come to love each one of the sisters!

"O, Miss Wayne," Peace, so engrossed with what she had seen that she didnot catch the significance of the nurse's remark, lifted her brightshining eyes to the face above her and giggled, "why didn't you comesooner? You missed the biggest sight of your life. It was so funny!There was a runaway, and the horse chased across our lawn just as Dr.Canfield came up the walk. He had his med'cine case in one hand and anumbrella in the other, and he let out a big yell and began to wave themboth around his head while he danced up and down in front of the horse.I guess he was trying to keep it out of a garden in the middle of theyard, but the old beast didn't shoo worth a cent, and the doctor had todo some lively dodging to get out of its way. He is so short and fat andpudgy that he did look too[Pg 182] funny for anything, hopping around like arubber ball and squealing like a pig. He kept a-hollering, 'O, mycannons, oh, my cannons!' But the horse went straight through the gardenjust the same, and now the doctor's down on his knees in the mud diggingup some onions and looking 'em all over carefully."

"O, he knows. I told him. He never scolds. He just said that I mustn'tdo it again until he let me himself, and I haven't. He's an awful nicedoctor. He's always playing jokes, ain't he? When I first woke up fromthe antiseptic, I wanted a drink awfully bad, but Miss Wayne wouldn'tlet me have a drop of cold water; so when he came in to see me, I askedhim for just a swallow, and what do you s'pose he did?"

When the bishop rose to face the select and fashionable audience in theSouth Avenue Church the following Sabbath Day, his heart misgave him.What message could he bring to this people which would open their heartsand pocketbooks to help in the Lord's great work? He had prepared a mostcareful and elaborate sermon for the occasion, but as he stood lookingdown into that sea of critical faces before him, he realized that herewas a people who needed a soul's awakening, and with a suddendetermination he cast aside his scholarly efforts, and drawing from hispocket a hastily scrawled letter and a small, ruby ring, he told theirsimple story so beautifully and so well that purse-strings, as well asheart-strings, responded instantly, and the following day a telegram[Pg 223]reached Danbury Hospital which read, "Fifteen thousand dollarssubscribed at South Avenue Church. Thank God for our 'Peace whichpasseth understanding.'"

"Why, what in the world is the matter?" cried Gail in great surprise. "Iam sure that is a delightful sequel to a beautiful romance. Dr. Race issuch a good man as well as a wonderfully successful physician, and MissWayne will make an ideal wife for him. Think how happy they will be in alittle home of their very own."

O, it took hours of the most delightful planning! Then nurses anddoctors got busy. Miss Wayne was banished from the building entirely,and Dr. Race was bidden to go his rounds with his eyes shut. There wasmuch rustling and bustling as the host of eager friends decorated thewide, white corridor for the occasion. No sound of hammer must disturbthe patients housed within those walls, but it was marvelous whatmiracles a few thumb tacks and bits of string accomplished. Long ropesof smilax and syringa, intertwined with pink tulle, swung from the highceiling. The great chandelier and lesser lights were festooned with thesame delicate greenery. The elevator shaft was completely hidden bywoodland vines which Gail and Keturah Wood had gathered, and hugejardinieres filled with waxy snowballs occupied every available corner.The big window where the bride and groom were to stand was hung withfishnet, twined and intertwined with ferns from the forest and sweetwild roses with[Pg 247] the dew sparkling on their rosy petals, for the weddingwas to take place in early morning.


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