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 The Sixties - The Mother Of All Psyops? Mike Williams has spent the last eight years researching the role that the Tavistock Institute and other actors within the "Deep State" played in manufacturing The Beatles in particular and Pop Culture in general to destroy the traditional values of Western countries.  His findings raise concerns regarding the power of music to influence not only behavior but also ideology... to establish the spirit of an age, if you will, that serves the goals of those who wish to rule the world. And while it might make some uncomfortable to consider how much we may have been played, I've never found ignorance to be bliss and recommend that you take the time to hear what Mr. Williams has to say.  Besides, these interviews will provide an interesting way to spend a Sunday afternoon.   Mike Williams on the Crypt Rick Podcast: The Beatles - Organic or Manufactured? (Part 1 - Jun 2024) Mike Williams on the Crypt Rick Podcast: Pop Culture, Marxism &

 S/Election 2024 - A Musical Interlude No Matter Who You Vote For  The Government Always Gets In 0:05  /  4:09

  No conspiracies please, we’re reality theorists By Chris Rea I cannot remember a time in my life when I was not crazy about the Beatles. Sergeant Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band was the first record that I listened to as a young child and even today it reverberates with the sensibility of early consciousness. I became fascinated by the extraordinary story of the Beatles’ achievements and accepted without question the orthodox narrative about their uniqueness, which was the answer to any nagging doubts I might have had about how exactly they became so good so quickly and so enormously – they were unique. They were just … the Beatles. The Beatles were above all the other groups and solo artists of the 1960s, a decade which produced some outstanding pop and rock music. Everything flowed from them. Their best songs, and there were very few duds in their catalogue, were imperishable achievements of popular musical culture which warranted the exceptional praise they received from music es

  Shane McGowan: The Intimate Outsider In tribute to the incomparable Shane McGowan, who has died, I present this chapter from my 2010 book 'Feckers: 50 People Who Fecked Up Ireland.' Shane was one such, though not for any usual reason. JOHN WATERS Shane McGowan, ‘Fecker!’ The last thing any of us had imagined was that the leaden, desperate ejaculations of our drunken uncles might be turned into gold. Perhaps nobody, in all the history of traffic between  the two islands controversially known as ‘the British Isles’, has done as much to make the native Irish feel inadequate as a shambling songster called Shane McGowan. With his band, The Pogues, McGowan, a young London-Irishman claiming connections to County Tipperary, did something with Irish music that was unforgiveable. In fairness, McGowan did his best to camouflage himself in a way that would undersell his arrival, and avoid provoking the congenital ire and resentment of the native. His gap-tooth grin and incoherent speech