Radiolab Behind the Scenes
I love these guys.
I love these guys.
Neil Patrick Harris’s Tony Opening
Neil r00ls.
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wood pals on Flickr
Missing old friends, looking at photos. I must admit that I am liking the new photostream interaction on Flickr. Reads more like a story.
“Kooks” - David Bowie
from the album Hunky Dory, 1971
My bro Mark just sent me this album. He’s the one who played it when I was growing up. Good bro.
“Serves Me Right to Suffer” - John Lee Hooker
via Erik, via Tradaxta
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“Everyone has a place in history. Mine is clouds.”
Richard Brautigan
Aww. Sniffy, I owe you a Christmas present. I finally have the materials. I’m slow like a turtle. Thinking of you. :)
(via sniffyjenkins)
“You Go to My Head” - Louis Armstrong & Oscar Peterson
In my animated version of this song…
A sweet old cloudy-eyed bulldog looks up at his old lady sitting on the park bench. He’s sprawled on the grass by the lake. The early summer breeze sways and bobs the birches and sends the tall cottonwoods shimmering. Willows are dipping their long hair in the water, disturbing the surface, sending off sparks of light.
There’s a picnic going on nearby, but the bulldog’s full and happy, sitting by his girl, her hand trailing down to scratch his head, up at the top, where he can never quite reach.
A puppy is playing in the water by the edge of the lake. Not a puppy, no, older. Just coming into his own. The bulldog remembers when… He watches the young dog play, splashing his piano keys.
The light’s like Sunday in the Park with George.
Man, this song’s pretty.
East Side Story - Squeeze
Required listening. (If you click through to watch the above on Youtube, it’ll take you to the playlist of the album <— or that link right there on “playlist” works, too.)
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Listening now:
“There’s No Tomorrow”: Skip. Ick. Go home, George Harrison. Was that really on the album?
“Woman’s World”: This youtube playlist just has a live version — which is great, but not my childhood self’s memorized song, which I cannot help but cherish. Album version available here. Early feminist philosophy for me. I loved this song. ”She hooks up her cupcakes.” I think of that line at least weekly. I’ll hafta buy this album again. So damn good.
“Is That Love?”: Fantastic. “She left my ring by the soap.” That is exactly the reason I took a certain photo (one that actually sold) back in.. Jesus Christ, in 2005. Wow.
“F-Hole”: Awful. Skip. Again, go home, George Harrison. You are not welcome at this party.
“Labelled with Singsong British-Cowboy Bullshit Nightmare” Go home, King of America. You’re not.
“Mumbo Jumbo”: Inspired, awesome, Glenn Tilbrook, ckwinny Tilbrook, etc., etc. “It makes her happy / a chippy chappy…” How can you not be absolutely in love with this song?
“Vanity Fair”: A little Ibsen play. An Eleanor Rigby* vignette.
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*Featured in the song “All The Lonely People”: Ella Marigby. Yep.
“When I was struggling to get my first book picked up you told me that the only real difference between fiction and dying is the counting,” she explains. “I know you remember that.”
Okay.
“Six,” she says. “We were six.”
Okay.
“The other day in your thing you said we were seven or eight. We weren’t. We were six.”
Okay.
Why wasn’t I following more closely…
The man known as Trelvix has died from cancer. He was a uniquely mysterious personality on the social internet, a man with great stories to tell, and he left behind a truly great blog on Tumblr. Enjoy it.
Rest in peace, Trelvix, you were always a great non-sequitur - a moment of contemplation and of zen - amid the hullaballoo.
WTF. I’m a moron, and I’m way behind on everything. Did this just happen? This is unacceptable. Honestly, I was relieved that it wasn’t a suicide, given this crowd. I’m sorry, but that’s true. Jesus. (But is it worse to not choose your death? To be totally happy and have it just taken for no reason…)
Trelvix r00ls. This sucks. I’ll be looking into memorials I probably missed. I hate this life-shortness business. I value my connections here, tenuous as they are, they are Real and Important. I love you bitches.