June 2013
7 posts
- Me: (preparing a huge meal for myself at 1:17 am)
May 2013
5 posts
April 2013
19 posts
*draws you in with an occasional menswear reblog*
*instead regularly posts eccentric, music-related musings*
“Every once in a while, a sound will stop you in your tracks. You don’t know why, but it rings in your ears so privately that it feels like a childhood friend just walked up to you and spoke your name. It becomes a thread in the fabric of your daily existence, to the point where you start hearing it everywhere you go— when strangers around you open their mouths, you half-expect that sound to come out.
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.
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 believe that if, at the end, according to our abilities, we have done something to make others a little happier, and something to make ourselves a little happier, that is about the best we can do. To make others less happy is a crime. To make ourselves unhappy is where all crime starts. We must try to contribute joy to the world. That is true no matter what our problems, our health, our circumstances. We must try. I didn’t always know this, and am happy I lived long enough to find it out.”
—Roger Ebert (via nickelcobalt)
Ready To Lose
The Knife
Ready? Ready to lose a privilege?
one of the most important albums of 2013
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”
March 2013
25 posts
Cardigans or shawl neck sweaters? No shawl neck cardi's bruh bruh that's cheating.
gonna go with the latter because most cardigans subconsciously make me look infertile to females
“Being brought up in a white wealthy family in a Western country, we were privileged. And we have a privileged position as people being able to make music and study and get asked about what we think about the general political situation. This brings responsibility. When we see people listen to what we have to say, it makes us think about how we can use this attention in the best political way and how we can change our own working process by thinking norm-critically when making choices about who we employ, how we work, what salaries we pay.”
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-The Knife on Shaking the Habitual (for Pitchfork)
“A sense of impending death is a common symptom of a panic attack, something Arthur Ashin, previously known only as Autre Ne Veut, has himself experienced. “‘Gonna Die’ was actually like a cathartic exercise,” he recalls. “Writing that song, I was literally standing in the bathroom having a weird onset of panic and hyperventilating. I needed to do something to mitigate it, so I ran to my practice room and banged it out almost note for note.”
—The Quietus (via breakupwithyourself)
