cropdusters

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Spraying the fields. This is so cool.

#whoneedsatractor #plane #cropdusting #spray #aerialapplication #farmlife

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Mississippi Delta Crop Duster pilot RT: 8 min

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A classic Cropdusters track.

It’s Friday. Let’s rock the hell out (if you haven’t already).

Four Thousand Posts On MM

Four Thousand Posts On MM

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According to the WordPress stats, this is our 4,000th post since we were removed from the internet by the Stalinesque Google Blogspot in April 2010, and forced to start MM all over again.

To celebrate we thought we would treat ourselves and post ten songs from prior to MM’s existence that helped shape our own musical landscape. A self-indulgent Desert Island discs if you will…from listening for…

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Cropdusters - Done For You

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badass old footage of columian crop dusters in this music video for Hylofi’s “Narcos”

hygienic insecurity (warranted? unsure)
  • server:*smiles*
  • evy:i’ll tip extra if it makes up for my smelling like cat piss and decay
  • evy:regardless that doesn’t give you the right to cropdust my booth when i’m in the bathroom
  • both:*briefly makes eye contact*
  • evy:*breaks connection* i don’t know your life but try to bring recall the last time you were existentially inert, perhaps 1-6 months after conception, and how daily cleanliness seemed of a distant, sumptuous realm reserved for those who have earned their place there
  • evy:treat me like an unborn child
It Happened at the World's Fair

It Happened at the World's Fair

Mike and Danny fly a cropduster, but because of Danny’s gambling debts, a local sheriff takes custody of it. Trying to earn money, they hitch-hike to the World’s Fair in Seattle. While Danny tries to earn money playing poker, Mike takes care of a small girl, Sue-Lin, whose father has disappeared. Being a ladies’ man, he also finds the time to court a young nurse, Diane….Read More

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Earworms are maddening enough.  It’s 100 times worse when two of them mate.  I’ve got the Beatles’ “Golden Slumbers” and Serge Gainsbourg’s “L’anamour” mashing up in my head.  I blame the cropdusting.