Chicago Seed (newspaper)
Seed was an underground newspaper launched by artist Don Lewis and Earl Segal (aka the Mole), owner of the Molehole, a local poster shop, and published biweekly in Chicago, Illinois from May 1967 to 1974; there were 121 issues published in all. Disagreements between Lewis and Segal led to its purchase by Harry Dewar, a graphic designer and Colin Pearlson, a photographer, who thought it had commercial potential. Lester Dore took over the art direction when Don Lewis moved to New York to work for Screw magazine. Skeets Millard, a young photographer and community organizer who was publishing the Chicago edition of Kaleidoscope, joined the Seed staff in 1969, at a time when all of the original founders were gone and there was no one working on the paper who had been there more than 12 months; Mike Abrahamson was running the paper in Abe Peck's absence.Jim Roslof, Karl Heinz-Meschbach, Paul Zmiewski, Skip Williamson, Jay Lynch, Peter Solt, and other 60s artists contributed to what was called one of the most beautiful underground press publications of its time.
Seed (TV series)
Seed is a Canadian television series produced by Force Four Entertainment. The half-hour comedy follows Harry, a likable bachelor and bartender whose previous foray into sperm donation resulted in offspring he was unaware of until now. Seed tells the story of Harry's relationship with his new-found relatives, and the interactions of these families with one another.
The show was cancelled after two seasons.
Synopsis
An ill-equipped bachelor discovers his foray into sperm donation has resulted in many offspring and finds himself entangled in the lives of his new-found children and their less-than-thrilled families.
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Seed (2007 film)
Seed is a 2007 Canadian horror film written, produced, and directed by Uwe Boll. Filming ran from July 17 to August 11, 2006 in British Columbia, Canada, on a $10 million budget.
Plot
As a boy, a reclusive and antisocial Sufferton resident, Max Seed, was disfigured in a school bus crash that killed everyone else involved in it. In 1973, Seed began torturing and murdering people, filming some of his victims starving to death in his locked basement, and ultimately racking up a bodycount of 666. In 1979, Seed is arrested by Detective Matt Bishop in a siege that claims the lives of five of Bishop's fellow officers. Seed is sentenced to death by electric chair, and incarcerated on an island prison, where he is a model inmate, only acting out when he kills three guards who try to rape him.
On Seed's execution date, the electric chair fails to kill him after two shocks. Not wanting Seed to be released due to a state law that says any convicted criminal who survives three jolts of 15,000 volts each for 45 seconds walks, the prison staff and Bishop declare Seed dead, and bury him in the prison cemetery. A few hours later, Seed digs his way out of his grave and returns to the prison, where he kills the executioner, doctor, and warden before swimming back to the main land. The next day, while investigating the massacre, Bishop realizes Seed was responsible when he discovers the serial killer's empty cemetery plot.
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Only the best gifts should be expected
Or accepted by the masses
We toast with kool aid in our glasses
With some vodka of course
Smoking that whoopi Goldberg
With my dog jayfer
He said stat take the game like it ain't yours
And beat the track up like [? ]
I mean purple and what matters is family
And I'm urkel vision is uncanny
Real name Stanley raised next to annie
It's a hard knock life I was hoping to my granny
Nieces nephews cousins neighbours
Big momma told me I was born to get paper
Looking out the window surrounded by sky scrapers
Head in the air feeling like I made it
Switched labels you can say I've been traded
Aftermath politics I guess I've been shady
And I can't give a fuck if you hate it
But the streets lovin niggas
I'm related to the pavement
Stat quo I'm home
Every body just raise your glass (get to toastin somethin homie so welcome me back)
Welcome back welcome back (and now they welcome me back)
Everybody could you welcome me back (and ya'll can welcome me back)
Ooh (some say I was gone but I've been at home writing my rights and wrongs in song for ya'll martian)
Now I'm home now I'm home (and you can welcome me home)
Everybody would you welcome me home (welcome me home yeah)
I'm at home cause it lives in me
So Therefore I am an extension of thee
I gave back we all branch from the same tree
Eating off the same [? ]
What's ya name boy kin ta s-t-a-t
Id give up a billion if I had it
Just to let my folks free
Shout out to vick
Shout out to t.I.p
Real niggas but these cracks call them convicts
Black as fuck on my akon shit
Ridin trough the city on my twitter
Follow me bitch
Wish every hood nigga could get rich
And all their kids can go to Harvard
I guess I'm dreamin with my eyes open
Heartless like the 808
The whole worlds heart broken
And as long as the globes in motion
I'm a be floatin like the water in the ocean
I'm home
Every body just raise your glass (get to toastin somethin homie so welcome me back)
Welcome back welcome back (and now they welcome me back)
Everybody could you welcome me back (and ya'll can welcome me back)
Ooh (some say I was gone but I've been at home writing my rights and wrongs in song for ya'll)
Now I'm home now I'm home (and you can welcome me home)
Everybody would you welcome me home (welcome me home yeah)
I'm the road that arose out the concrete
Made something outta nothing if you ask me
I'm jim jonsin when the tyres and the track meets
[? ] ridin shotgun that's me in the backseat
With my fears in my rearview fuck sleep
Mind body soul voice and heart beat
I'm my people when I talk you hear the hood speak
They see themselves when they see me on the tv
When my money got funny I heard all they jokes
[? ] sense of humour lord knows I wasn't broke
Now I'm at aspen smoking kush on the slope
Middle fingr in the air
Damn right I'm home ho
Every body just raise your glass (get to toastin something homie so welcome me back)
Welcome back welcome back (and now they welcome me back)
Everybody could you welcome me back (and ya'll can welcome me back)
Ooh (some say I was gone but I've been at home writing my rights and wrongs in song for ya'll)
Now I'm home now I'm home (and you can welcome me home)