- Me: (preparing a huge meal for myself at 1:17 am)
*draws you in with an occasional menswear reblog*
*instead regularly posts eccentric, music-related musings*
Like many of us, I have dozens— hundreds— of these sounds swarming my mind. Together, they form the neural map of who I am as a listener and critic. They follow me around and sometimes I feel less like a discerning, thinking person, and more like a collector who simply jars and bottles interesting specimens. A sharp snare crack that feels like a toothache; a ghostly, leached-out string sample; an alien blob of synth. For me, when the albums and surrounding context have faded, the sounds are what remain.” —Jason Greene for Overtones, the newest column on Pitchfork.
Would you rather have pomade or a sex life cause idk anymore
i need a shirt that says “this is the first time ive ever left my room please be gentle with me but im not too afraid to explore and have fun im still kind of curious about the outiside, i mean i did leave my room to come here”
gonna go with the latter because most cardigans subconsciously make me look infertile to females
-The Knife on Shaking the Habitual (for Pitchfork)