just check it’s log at:

/var/log/pacman.log

I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel
I want to drive you through the night, down the hills
I’m gonna tell you something you don’t want to hear
I’m gonna show you where it’s dark, but have no fear

There’s something inside you
It’s hard to explain
They’re talking about you boy
But you’re still the same

There’s something inside you
It’s hard to explain
They’re talking about you boy
But you’re still the same

I’m giving you a night call to tell you how I feel
I want to drive you through the night, down the hills
I’m gonna tell you something you don’t want to hear
I’m gonna show you where it’s dark, but have no fear

There’s something inside you
It’s hard to explain
They’re talking about you boy
But you’re still the same

There’s something inside you
It’s hard to explain
They’re talking about you boy
But you’re still the same

There’s something inside you (there’s something inside you)
It’s hard to explain (it’s hard to explain)
They’re talking about you boy (they’re talking about you boy)
But you’re still the same

-= terminal control keys =-
[s] or [ ] interrupt/restart playback (i.e. ‘pause’)
[f] next track
[d] previous track
[b] back to beginning of track
[p] pause while looping current sound chunk
[.] forward
[,] rewind
[:] fast forward
[;] fast rewind
[>] fine forward
[<] fine rewind
[+] volume up
[-] volume down
[r] RVA switch
[v] verbose switch
[l] list current playlist, indicating current track there
[t] display tag info (again)
[m] print MPEG header info (again)
[h] this help
[q] quit
[c] or [C] pitch up (small step, big step)
[x] or [X] pitch down (small step, big step)
[w] reset pitch to zero

source:http://justlinux.com/forum/showthread.php?t=137715

Michael O’Leary talks at a Brussels Convention – 2011

When I was younger I lived in fear
That incarceration of some kind is near
I checked my head in tact with rules
I nearly became a goddamn fool

But I’ve heard voices not in the head
Out in the air they called ahead
Through ripped out speakers
Through thick and thin
They found a shelter
Under my skin

How many darkest moments and traps
Still lay ahead of us

How many final frontiers
We gonna mount
And maybe no victory laps

But if you stepped on path of sacred art
and stuck it out through thick and thin

God knows you become one
With undestructable

And so no longer live I in fear
Them are too greedy to pay my asylum bills
This is my life and freedom is my profession
This is my mission throughout all flight duration
There is a core and it’s hardcore
All is hardcore when made with love
Love is a voice of a savage soul
This savage love is
Undestructable

Gogol…. Great Stuff!!!