May 2011
“Choose something you really love to do and you won’t work a day in your life”
—John Lasseter, Head of Pixar (via disturbednostalgia)
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
—Jack Kerouac
“Regret nothing. Not the cruel novels you read
to the end just to find out who killed the cook.
Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,
in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.
Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones
that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.
Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the living room couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.
You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.
You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here. Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,
when the lights from the carnival rides
were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.
You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it. Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by.” —Dorianne Laux, Antilamentation (via grammatolatry)
to the end just to find out who killed the cook.
Not the insipid movies that made you cry in the dark,
in spite of your intelligence, your sophistication.
Not the lover you left quivering in a hotel parking lot,
the one you beat to the punchline, the door, or the one
who left you in your red dress and shoes, the ones
that crimped your toes, don’t regret those.
Not the nights you called god names and cursed
your mother, sunk like a dog in the living room couch,
chewing your nails and crushed by loneliness.
You were meant to inhale those smoky nights
over a bottle of flat beer, to sweep stuck onion rings
across the dirty restaurant floor, to wear the frayed
coat with its loose buttons, its pockets full of struck matches.
You’ve walked those streets a thousand times and still
you end up here. Regret none of it, not one
of the wasted days you wanted to know nothing,
when the lights from the carnival rides
were the only stars you believed in, loving them
for their uselessness, not wanting to be saved.
You’ve traveled this far on the back of every mistake,
ridden in dark-eyed and morose but calm as a house
after the TV set has been pitched out the upstairs
window. Harmless as a broken ax. Emptied
of expectation. Relax. Don’t bother remembering
any of it. Let’s stop here, under the lit sign
on the corner, and watch all the people walk by.” —Dorianne Laux, Antilamentation (via grammatolatry)
Listen
Jeff Buckley - Satisfied Mind
I stumbled across the “Ten Best Bon Iver Covers” of all time and one of the covers was a remake of “Satisfied Mind” by by Red Hayes and Jack Rhodes. That version instantly reminded me of the great Jeff Buckley’s version, which is still my favorite version of the song.
Cruelty Free Me: Pumpkin Face Mask →
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Pumpkin is rich in antioxidants like beta-carotine, zinc, vitamins A & C, and natural alpha hydroxy acids (AHAs), which will leave you skin healthy and soft.
What You’ll Need:
- 2 tablespoons of canned pumpkin (pureed)
- 1 tablespoon of soy yogurt or 1/4 teaspoon of soy milk
Optional…
A Lady and a Scholar
Listening to Ke$ha. Existential stuff. “Cause the sun is coming up. And Oh My God, I think I’m still drunk. Where’s my coat? Where?”..where?
Mr. Little Jeans - The Suburbs (Arcade Fire Cover)
PURE AMAZING
Mr. Little Jeans - The Suburbs (Arcade Fire Cover)
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Bauhaus - Ziggy Stardust
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Remember (Walkin’ In The Sand)-Shangri-Las
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“I like parties, but I don’t like piñatas; because the piñata promotes violence against flamboyant animals. ‘Hey, there’s a donkey with some pizzazz!….Let’s kick his ass.’ What I’m trying to say is; don’t make the same Halloween costume mistake I did.”
—Demetri Martin (via jamiequiambao)
Listen
Gil Scott-Heron - The Bottle
Bosco Delrey - Cool Out
Bosco Delrey’s debut album “Everybody Wah” is now available everywhere digitally!
Purchase on Itunes: http://bit.ly/BoscoWah
Purchase on Beatport: www.beatport.com/en-US/html/content/release/detail/371029/EverybodyWah
Bosco spent the past summer in Memphis, TN recording the 13 tracks with Doug Easley at his acclaimed studio whose alumni include the White Stripes, Sonic Youth, Pavement, Wilco, and Cat Power. Bosco’s sound references the sounds of Sun Studios-era recordings, updating the lo-fi guitar twang with the use of an MPC drum machine and vintage synthesizer emulators to create a wall of distorted dance/grunge, with other apparent influences ranging from southern rap to church hymns and dancehall.
Every track on the record brings together new ideas and influences making “Everybody Wah” an entirely refreshing entry into the current music scene.
A Conversation On Cool.: Around Town. →
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“They got kicked out of the Nevermind record-release party—their own record-release party! That’s pretty punk rock. Food was being thrown around, kegs were being rolled through the bar, and ultimately: “Get out!” They had so much fun with it at the beginning.”
