Tell Hassuna
Tell Hassuna is a tell, or settlement mound, in the Nineveh Province (Iraq). It is the type site for the Hassuna culture (early sixth millennium BCE).
History of archaeological research
Tell Hassuna was found in 1942 by Fuad Safar, and excavated in 1943 and 1944 by a team from the Iraqi Directorate General of Antiquities led by Seton Lloyd. Excavations revealed that there was once an advanced village culture that was spread throughout northern Mesopotamia. At Hassuna, six different layers of houses were uncovered, revealing various vessels and pottery that date ~5600-5350 BCE, with each layer becoming more substantial. Similar vessels were found throughout the Middle East, showing that there was an extensive trade network that was present as early as the 6th Millennium BCE. Pottery found at Hassuna can be divided into three different categories: Hassuna Archaic, Hassuna Standard, and Samarran. These also include painted, incised, and painted-incised ware. The decoration of the Samarra Painted Fine Ware is always monochrome, but it seems as if three types of paint have been used: an ivory black, a dark violet brown, and a medium chocolate brown. Circumstances of firing and variations in the concentration of the paint have caused color changes, so that for example an oxidizing firing of vessels painted with ivory black has produced an Indian red color. In general, the designs of the Samarra Painted Fine Ware are carefully painted. Occasionally, however, parallel lines approach or diverge slightly, and the thickness of some lines varies, apparently due to the use of a soft painting-brush. The outside rim motifs are spaced and limited by groups of horizontal lines.
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The Beatboxer Who Broke My Heart
by: Hey OceanI walked into the boutique
He was standing there
I could swear I had seen his face in there before
It was this time last week
I realized it just as soon as I stepped in the door
I pretended to be interested in some shoes
'Cause if not I thought he'd start to wonder
As I left him I did something that I never do
I asked him on a whim for his number
Gave him a call the first day after
One of those awkward phone conversations full of pauses
and lots of laughter
Got stoked on his music
Inspiration
Planned to meet that week at Robson square
Showed up late
Oops
10 past 9
Lucky for me he still was there
He planned his joint to pass the time
I started to feel this beat
This beat
This brilliant beat
Pounding in my head
My chest
My knees
My feet
Should've seen it coming right from the start
Beatboxer who broke my heart
So we continued walking down Robson street
And as we keep talking I keep feeling the beat
All of a suddenly boom
We overflow with conversation
Was beginning to really enjoy the situation
As I watched his lips move with such precision and
agility
There was no room to improve upon this boy's beatboxing
ability
Into a couple weeks of chilling in a similar way
This certain boy started filling all my thoughts
through the day
I was overwhelmed by this boy
Amazed and enchanted
I was his toy and boy did he ever take me for granted
I started to feel this beat
This beat
This brilliant beat
Pounding in my head
My chest
My knees
My feet
Should've seen it coming right from the start
Beatboxer who broke my heart
(Hit 'em with a little more funk)
So as the week goes he starts acting weird
And my heart doesn't wanna doubt him
In my head it was a feeling I had always feared
He said there's something I should know about him
I said I don't care what you've done in the past
You know we've all got our dirty secrets
I said this is something I really want to last
But when he looked at me my world turned beatless
He said listen miss
I'm really feeling your kiss
But still a million would give their opinion of this
But let's be honest
You were just another chick on my list
And if my misses heard about this she would be pissed
I couldn't even think of what to say
A million broken beats drove right through me
I took a breath another one and simply walked away
Not believing that a boy could do this to me
I walked home soaked in regret
The rain turned to hail
Then snow
Then sleet
I turned my face trying to forget what was left of
The beat
The beat
The brilliant beat
Pounding in my head
My chest
My knees
My feet
Should've seen it coming right from the start
Beatboxer who broke my heart
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Should've seen it coming right from the start
Beatboxer who broke my
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I should've seen it coming right from the start