January 2009
73 posts
The Good That Won’t Come Out - Rilo Kiley
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I just recorded a video on my mom’s facebook wall. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
“Hello, my name is Jeff Rosenstock. I like public transportation, reading about...”
– Jeff Rosenstock, on getting to know people. (via virginiaisforzombies)
“He’s about as warm and cuddly as a Powerpoint presentation.”
– Mom
Evaporated - Ben Folds Five
This finds it’s...
“What would you do if you knew you could not fail?”
I hate this expression, because, fuck, what fun would anything be without the possibility of failure?
Breakin' Up
yourwrite:
Start it off with a lie, for good measure. “I don’t know, uh, how to say this.” The first of many. Because I know exactly how to say it. It’s been chewed, swallowed, digested. Got all the pesky nutrients out, all the meaning, significant phrases. And now — here it is, all nervous pauses, small glances, round, bland phrases— it’s been shat out. Shitty. “God, this is hard.” Of course,...
Streetlight Manifesto, “Watch It...
yoholmes:
So, Christopher and I are sitting at his...
AND I'M BACK! I expect greatness. I will accept...
My Manic And I - Laura Marling And the gods that...
WE ARE ALL GONNA DIE. →
And ain’t it grand?
cursivebuildings:
eternal is w/out end & w/out beginning.
forever is w/out end, but not necessarily w/out beginning.
______ is not necessarily w/out end, but w/out beginning.
[Cursive] found a blank space where the English lanugage should be.
Sons & Daughters - The Decemberists
Here all...
Oh, and motherfuckin’ Samuel L. Jackson pushed through us in the crowd yesterday morning. He was two feet from my face. Again, I’m just sayin’.
“For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a...”
– Inaugural Address
I got close with my countrymen today, about a million of them. Spent 8+ hours pressed against them. Frozen stiff, eyes full, borne ever forward in a writhing sea of patriotism.
I’m beyond and exhausted and I can’t find many words. I may never find any more, or any better than these: What beautiful people! What a beautiful fucking country! And what a beautiful time to be young.
Tomorrow is a new a day, in the largest sense of the phrase. I can’t get over my excitement. I hope I never do.
“I was wrong about what makes us who we are. It’s the sides we choose, the...”
– Gone Baby Gone. This was one of the best and most thoughtful movies I’ve seen in quite some time. It asks all the big questions, and answers none. Isn’t that what real art is supposed to do? Ask, and the rest is up to you.
Where Is My Mind? - Emmy the Great (Pixies Cover)
“My city’s still breathing, but barely it’s true, through buildings...”
Left and Leaving - The Weakerthans
Someone just reminded me of when my mom dated Ernest Hemingway. Okay, not the real one, but I honestly can not remember his real name, because I just called him Ernest all the time. Of you saw him, you’d understand. He had a mass of white hair and a full beard. Way too old for my mom. Disheveled looking, wore a lot of flannel. Smoked a pipe. And an added bonus: He was a raging alcoholic and...
I’m Sticking With You - The Decemberists...
nikography:
“i must, we must never stop watching the sky with our hands in our pockets, stop peering in windows when we know doors are shut. stop yelling small stories and bad jokes and sorrows, and my voice will scratch to yell many more, but before i spill the things i mean to hide away, or gouge my eyes with platitudes of sentiment, i’ll drown the urge for permanence and certainty; crouch down...
Luckiest Guy On The Lower East Side - The Magnetic...
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There was a short distance, considering the giant stride of generations, when these two families fell into step and walked side-by-side. When the second-youngest son and the youngest daughter met in some New Haven dive (sally’s or pepe’s? i never know) and decided to give it a go, did they think at all, did they realize they were tying their families paths together forever?...
