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Follow Friday: Instructions for an Apocalypse

Maybe. 

I want you to be prepared so I'm bringing this week's Follow Friday to you a bit early...with an assignment.

I bring you 5 pieces of entertainment that you MUST see before you're raptured. 

Take some time to check these out. You might as well. You've got all the time in the world.

Bobby McFerrin singing Ave Maria. Quite possibly one of the most amazing voices on the planet. I hope that whatever side of the rapture I'm on come Sunday, Bobby is there as well. 


The Conchords are my indie music heroes. I love their show. I love their songs. If I were a little more obsessive, I could be their Mel.  I'm definitely into them so I figured I'd share If You're Into It with you.


I discovered Nanci Griffith thanks to my dear husband. She's another national treasure who's completely under-rated. Love at the Five and Dime ranks right up there as a must-listen.

You may not have time to see the post-apocalypic French film Delicatessen before the world ends, but you should at least see this scene. It's an amazing piece of film. (warning: be aware that there is sexual content in this scene).  

You can't leave out The Muppets in a must-see list. There's so many fabulous examples but I've decided to give you Harry Belafonte singing Turn the World Around. Great music, incredible puppetry, and a good lesson for the impending apocalypse to boot.

Ok, so one more video. I just can't resist.  Phineas and Ferb is, in my opinion, the most intelligent and creative non-educational kid's show on TV these days.  SIMP might be my favorite Phineas and Ferb song. It was a tough decision. What does SIMP stand for? You'll have to watch the video to find out. (PS Government Grants Not Included!)

So pop some popcorn, crack open a beer and feast on this week's Follow Friday as 6 PM approaches on May 21st. 

See y'all in a few days...

Maybe.

Research assistance for this episode of Follow Friday provided by Roger Reynolds. He's a good boy

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