sunsetgun:

Ugh. Kids.

sunsetgun:

Ugh. Kids.

"Groundbreaking" television.  Move over, Singing Detective.

"Groundbreaking" television.  Move over, Singing Detective.

(Source: smktty, via sugarbooty)

quazimottoonwax:

Million Hoodie March for Trayvon Martin. Union Square NYC. March 21, 2012
Photo by J. Quazi King
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quazimottoonwax:

Million Hoodie March for Trayvon Martin. Union Square NYC. March 21, 2012

Photo by J. Quazi King

http://quazimottoonwax.tumblr.com/

-Please do not REMOVE credits when rebloggin, THANKS!

(via quazimottoonwax)

"The dark creates all kinds of things. The dark creates music, particular kinds of music. Horrible folk music you don’t want to listen to. And heavy metal which they love in dark places. They love it in Scandinavia. They have all these metal bands, you know? And they’re not like the English ones or American ones that have names like Metallica and Megadeth and so on. The names are… ‘Cause English isn’t their first language in Scandinavia even though they all speak it. So they call their bands things like Anus Hammer. Egg Smuggler, all that stuff. lt’s a very interesting look, heavy metal, you know. You have everything down here. You’ve got jazz and ska and everything, you know. Whatever, folk music, too, probably. Folk music has its own look. lt has a… You know, people wear dungarees ‘cause they say, ”l’m a man or a woman of the people. This isn’t my main thing, you know. l’m just like you really. My main job is harvesting turnips. Anyway, this next number is called Cross-eyed Mary of the Lowlands. l’d like to dedicate it to my wife.” And then there’s jazz, you know, where you get people in suits but they’re non-conformist suits ‘cause they’re wearing a pink shirt with a green jacket and a blue tie and trousers too complex to describe. ‘Cause they’re saying, ”Yes, l’m wearing a suit but l work for me. And my job is to play the electrified tractor horn till 5:00 in the morning, so fuck you.” Heavy metal is a very interesting look. The look is a kind of an argument. lt’s an argument against Darwinism. Because what the people who are involved are saying, is that attraction is not necessary for reproduction. That’s why they shave all the hair off where it would naturally be and cultivate it in places it shouldn’t be. And that’s why the music is so angry. You know, if you shave all the hair off your arse and get into a pair of leather trousers, you’re gonna sing an angry song. lt’s not gonna be some wistful ballad about that crazy summer in Paris with Justine. lt’s going to be much more, ”Death in the morning, death for breakfast. Little pots of toasted death.” Heavy metal is what happens when a group of people with competitively disgusting appearances come together to try to kill air. No, partly… Partly, that is probably age speaking. l just can’t tolerate certain things, you know."

— Dylan Moran, ‘Yeah Yeah’, 2011 (via hellicopter)

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laphamsquarterly:

Family! Thou art the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house fathers, and a hell for children.
—August Strindberg, 1886

laphamsquarterly:

Family! Thou art the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house fathers, and a hell for children.

August Strindberg, 1886

therichgirlsareweeping:

“In the last thirty or forty years, the writer has become someone who works on a well-defined career track, like any other middle class professional, not, however, to become a craftsman serving the community, but to project an image of himself (partly through his writings, but also in dozens of other ways) as an artist who embodies the direction in which culture is headed. In short, the next big new thing. A Rushdie. A Pamuk. It’s rather as if the spontaneous Romanticism of the nineteenth-century poets had become a job description; we know what a romantic is (his politics, his behavior patterns), we know that is the way to literary greatness, so let’s do it.”

The Writer’s Job by Tim Parks | The New York Review of Books

Is this essay as important to everyone else as it feels to me?

In a word, YES.

unbornwhiskey:

“Not gonna ask about Steely Dan.”

“A lot of Steely Dan songs transpire on historic Brooklyn docks, probably.”

“If that’s the case I quit grad school.”

“You can’t go to grad school without being somehow implicit in Steely Dan.”