Tim Armstrong
Timothy Ross Armstrong (born November 25, 1965) is an American musician, songwriter, and producer. He is best known as the singer/guitarist for the punk rock band Rancid and hip hop/punk rock supergroup the Transplants. Prior to forming Rancid, Armstrong was in the influential ska punk band Operation Ivy. In 1997, along with Brett Gurewitz of the band Bad Religion and owner of Epitaph Records, Armstrong founded Hellcat Records. In 2012, through his website, Armstrong started releasing music that influenced him, along with stripped-down cover songs of his own work under the name Tim Timebomb. He has released at least one song per week since late 2012. Armstrong is also an accomplished and sought-after songwriter for other artists. Armstrong won a Grammy Award for his work with Jimmy Cliff and Pink and he has also worked with Gwen Stefani and Joe Walsh.
Early life
Armstrong was born November 25, 1965 and was raised primarily by his mother. He has two older brothers, Jeff and Greg.
Tim Armstrong (ice hockey)
Timothy S. Armstrong (born May 12, 1967 in Toronto, Ontario) is a retired Canadian professional ice hockey player. He played 11 games for his hometown Toronto Maple Leafs in 1988–89, scoring 1 goal.
Personal
His daughter, Hannah Armstrong was part of Canada's National Women's Under-18 Team to a gold medal at the 2010 IIHF World Women's Under-18 Championship in Chicago. As a member of the gold medal-winning squad, a hockey card of her was featured in the Upper Deck 2010 World of Sports card series.
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Tim Armstrong (disambiguation)
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Oh No
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Music
Songs
Oh No! (Marina and the Diamonds song)
"Oh No!" is a song by Welsh recording artist Marina and the Diamonds from her debut studio album, The Family Jewels (2010). It was released as the album's fourth single on 2 August 2010.
Background
Written on a trip to Los Angeles a week after The Family Jewels was mastered, "Oh No!" was the final track to complete the album. The singer explained:
["Oh No!"] was written in response to be terrified of not achieving what I say I want to achieve every time I open my big mouth. It's my part ii to "Mowgli's Road". I was paralysed by fear before my trip to the states and couldn't stop thinking about being a failure "etc" and was convinced that I'd become a self-fulfilling prophecy if my brain didn't shut up and stop being so negative. So I put it in a song. "Mowgli's [Road]" questioned who I want to be, "Oh No!" confirms it. It made me feel confident again after a shaky 6 months. Life is just a barrel of laughs at end of day, anyway!
On Greg Kurstin, who produced the song, she said, "I had really admired his work for a long time. Seeing as I was in LA, I asked if he wanted to write together and [the song] came out really well. He's great actually, very easy to work with. I really like his production style as well."
Oh No (album)
Oh No is the second studio album by Chicago rock band OK Go. It was released 30 August 2005. The album was recorded in late 2004 with producer Tore Johansson in Malmö, Sweden and mixed by Dave Sardy in Los Angeles. It is the final album to feature guitarist Andy Duncan, who left shortly after recording finished.
As of January 12, 2007, the album had sold 198,045 units.
After the band's performance at the 2006 MTV Video Music Awards, their album moved up to #2 on the iTunes Music Store album sales charts (as of September 3, 2006). Their album sold 8,250 units in the following week, a 95% increase over the prior week, rocketing from #87 to #69 on the Billboard 200 albums chart, the highest position ever achieved by any OK Go album until the release of Of the Blue Colour of the Sky five years later.
On November 7, 2006, OK Go released a deluxe limited edition CD/DVD of the album. The DVD contains their videos (dancing and playing instruments), a video from 180 fans doing the "A Million Ways" dance for a YouTube contest, previously unseen footage, and a behind-the-scenes look of their treadmill rehearsals for the video and for the VMAs.
Tim Armstrong (cricketer)
Timothy John "Tim" Armstrong (born 26 September 1990) is an Australian cricketer currently contracted to the Perth Scorchers in the Big Bash League, having previously played at Australian domestic level with New South Wales, the Sydney Thunder, and Western Australia. From Dubbo, New South Wales, Armstrong was from a strong cricketing family, representing New South Wales at under-17 and under-19 level, and going on to represent the Australian under-19 cricket team at both Test and One Day International level. This included the 2010 ICC Under-19 Cricket World Cup, during which Armstrong scored 240 runs to lead Australia's tournament batting averages. Having played several matches as an all-rounder for the New South Wales under-23 side in the Futures League, Armstrong was selected in New South Wales' squad for the 2010–11 KFC Twenty20 Big Bash tournament, and played a single match in the tournament, against Victoria at the Melbourne Cricket Ground.
For the inaugural season of the Big Bash League, Armstrong was signed by Sydney Thunder. He played three matches for the team, with a top score of 25 runs against Perth at ANZ Stadium. Although remaining with the Thunder, Armstrong moved to Western Australia midway through the 2011–12 Australian cricket season in an attempt to play regularly at state level. He debuted for the state in the 2011–12 Ryobi One-Day Cup, in a match against New South Wales at the WACA Ground, which remains his only match at List A level. Batting at number six, Armstrong was dismissed for a golden duck whilst batting, but took the wicket of Ben Rohrer in New South Wales' innings, and finished with 1/15 from six overs. Although not offered a state contract by the Western Australian Cricket Association, Armstrong was signed by the Perth Scorchers in July 2012. At grade cricket level, Armstrong plays for the Fremantle District Cricket Club.
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Tim Armstrong
ALBUMS
- A Poet’s Life released: 2007
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by Paul Wall
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by Trouble Andrew
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by Oh No
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by Brooke Allison
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by Monoral
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by Oh No
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by Oh No
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by Oh No
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by Oh No
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by Mooney Suzuki
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by HEM
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by Shivaree
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by Kumbia Kings
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by Lionel Richie
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by Carl Smith
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by Lavender Diamond
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by Winters
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by Outkast
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by Kingsbury Manx
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by Diana Anaid
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by Bro'Sis
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by Gangsta Boo
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by Beep Beep
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by Big Boi
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by Scrilla Vic
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by Limp
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by Mos Def
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by Paul & Storm
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by OK Go
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by Gogol Bordello
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by ABK
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by Vi-3
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by Oh No
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by So Solid Crew
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by Daniel Johnston
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by One For The Team
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by Camper Van Beethoven
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by Oh No
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by The Mothers Of Invention
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by Jandek
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by Capone
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by Chico Debarge
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by Nedelle
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by Dear & The Headlights
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by Commodores
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by Daz Dillinger
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by The Commodores
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by The Tuna Helpers
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by Andrew Bird
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by Dr. Dog
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by Mothers Of Invention
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by Marina & The Diamonds
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by Eminem
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by Snoop Dogg
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by Mopeds
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by Eternal Tango
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by Chamillionaire
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by Lil' Wayne
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by Frank Zappa
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by Oh No
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by Dear and the Headlights
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by Noreaga
Oh No
by: Paul WallOh no, there go them Texas boys banging in a fo' do'
Top fell out the drop, crawling on 84's
Think of taking my slab, baby I don't think so
My heat under my seat, and I don't love you hoes
Living it like a G, but still I gotta lay low
Five percent or ten, but still my screens gon glow
These haters be in my mix, and these boppers be on my dick
Everytime I come round the corner
I'm from the land of opportunity, in God we trust
But haters in my mix, got me paranoid and disgust
I'm scoping out my side mirrors, when my car's in park
It's after dark, and my slab is fresh meat to these sharks
Boys thinking I been drinking, so I'm off my note
But I got seventeen surprises, tucked inside of my coat
See me strut through the parking lot, on 22's plus
It's a must I make all haters, eat my dust
Them jump-out boys, waiting trying to catch me slipping
I ain't tripping, grain ain't the only thing that I'm gripping
Boys jacking with these tow trucks, thinking they slick
But take a trip to South Lee, and end up in a ditch
They got my purple people eater once, the next day
I bought a Range Rover cash, and a new set of fronts
I've been on feet for months, I'm taking haters to lunch
Paul Wall and Trae, hit em with that one-two punch
When I flip in my slab
I'm fin to beat they back off, like I was legs
Sitting low and tinted on chrome, gangstafied till I'm finished
I'm bout to diminish these haters, when my trunk start waving
Blue over gray, side of my drop with six T.V.'s I'm displaying
They hate that I'm shining, with the fifth wheel falling flying down the block
But if one of these haters, wanna jack me
Slugs gon be flying, out the glock
I click for no reason, this season my slab is staining they brain
And I be known for getting reckless in Texas, gripping on grain
Forever be pimping, 84 tipping all through the South
Grilling boppers all through my tint, with diamonds all in my mouth
They all in my mouth, looking stupid when I burn right past em
Cause some of these broads be living shife, and setting up for the jacking
But not today, cause Trae gon be flipping on top of his game
We guerillas I'm mobbing with, ain't no stopping me mayn
When I'm in my fo' do' solo, the slab is bound to get tossed
And if you trying to be competition, then you bound to be getting lost
Make way for the team, when the fo' do' be coming round the corner
These haters are goners, cause I'ma drop the top when I wanna
I know these jackers, better think before they reach out and touch
Cause in back of the car is the Excursion, full of thugs that'll punch
I know they wanted to get me, but they don't know what I'm bringing
I pop the trunk and swing the block, while jamming Slow Loud And Bangin'
Trae and Paul Wall on a mission, and ain't no stopping it mayn
With my hand on my heat in my seat, and the other on grain
Mo' money mo' problems mayn, the legend is true
You better stay up on your toes, when you ride 22's
I'm rolling strapped, everywhere I go I'm watching my back
Cause on my block, them jackers don't give a damn if I rap
People see me being friendly, and they think that I'm soft
But the truth is, my best friend is a sawed off
These haters in my mix, got me losing composure