I said I thought this sounded like the perfect way to walk. The truth was I had no idea what he was talking about. If you stop and think about it, it’s no way to walk at all.
so many times I stop in the middle of a judgey post and delete it.
Obviously some still get through, because I gotta be me, but I usually think of DFW’s Kenyon speech and decide to let it go. it’s remarkable how much that’s actually changed my life.
Some More
- Animal Collective covering Paranoid Android
- Grizzly Bear covering God Only Knows
Via Pitchfork, I’m about to suffer a heart attack from all the awesome of this.
This cover BLOWS. I was wondering last night if there could possibly possibly possibly be a more INDIETASTIC creation that would threaten to BLOW UP THE INTERNET more than bss doing joy division. I came up with a few.
- TV on the Radio covering Once In A Lifetime.
- Cat Power covering Downtown Train
- Ghostface covering Lyrics of Fury (with his own verses, of course)
Beck covering I’m Waiting For My Man- Will Oldham covering Tangled Up In Blue
Tumbling the tweet.
Music: Phish
Mood: Ring
Will FSU go from T.K. to T-Pain? | tallahassee.com | Tallahassee Democrat
I’m sold. Make T-Pain FSU’s new President. That’s pretty much all it takes to run a University.
(via cognacthighs)
You should hire Michael Adams away from UGA. He’s *cough* very good.
(via shorterexcerpts)
Holy shit.
“Oh wow. There’s an opening to be university president. I choose……. T-Pain!”
“Never thought I’d see the day, with a university presidency coming my way.
Believe me when I say, I fucked some girls in Tallahassay”
See below. These are gorgeous.
moclassics:See above
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jss:
The Darkness - I Believe in a Thing Called Love
Morning rock to help me wake up.
This song never fails to make me feel elated. Don’t mind me, I’ll just be here— jumping up and down in my cube, singing at the top of my lungs.
You are in my head this morning. This is one of those songs that I can’t help but rock the hell out to, if by “rock the hell out” you mean dancing and yelling the words into a hairbrush and flipping my hair from side to side.
Spinning for the first time today. Dug “Protect Ya’ Neck,” so expectations are decently high.
Wait, you mean for the first time first time?
This album—and Illmatic—were the only two rap albums I ever listened to until, like, three years ago. (I had a sheltered upbringing, shut up.) I used to listen to this at my construction job and I’d almost get killed all the time because I was listening to headphones at a construction-type job. It made it seem, you know, more real. Protect ya neck.
Sady needs to write a book, of which I will buy 500 copies and distribute to everyone I know.
I have been saying this for, like, weeks, which is a long time, yes, I know.
Cat Power - Schizophrenia
aesthetic orgasm
