Brilliant. 

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My life as a girl who used to love a ginger.

Don’t you judge me. This movie is still the cat’s pajamas. And, once I get over the image of Eric Stoltz as Rocky Dennis, I immediately go back to loving him. 

Story of my life…

And, God, I thank you. 



yes! 

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Elvis Perkins is someone I’m afraid the bulk of this planet will never know. And, for those of us who do, we should feel grateful and exhausted from our hearts bursting at every song’s play. If I were to create a Top 100 Songs of All Time, “Hours Last Stand,” would be in the Top 20. Give it a listen. Give it a hand. 

Go ahead and count the number of Icelandic acts of the last two decades. You probably came up with one: Bjork. But, Sigur Ros is number two. And, if you count Jonsi’s solo work, then you technically have three. But, wait! There’s more…
Of Monsters and Men is a sextet that is full of indie-pop just waiting to be claimed by you hipsters as your own “little secret.” The awesome thing is, they’re fun and catchy, and unfortunately for those hipsters, they’re on the radio and catching major attention. “My Head Is an Animal” is a happy album that feels like bare feet and sunshine in my ears. At first, even second listen, you’re sure these are old souls with years of blood, sweat, and tears behind them. Yet, they’re a gaggle of kids. Things don’t seem so scary if this is our future. 
The uplifting 80s clap is heard throughout, and never fails to make you feel like you’re part of something when you hear it. It gets to be a bit “one-long-song” at times, but it’s a good addition to your library that will fill a void when you’re driving, and the windows are down. 

Go ahead and count the number of Icelandic acts of the last two decades. You probably came up with one: Bjork. But, Sigur Ros is number two. And, if you count Jonsi’s solo work, then you technically have three. But, wait! There’s more…

Of Monsters and Men is a sextet that is full of indie-pop just waiting to be claimed by you hipsters as your own “little secret.” The awesome thing is, they’re fun and catchy, and unfortunately for those hipsters, they’re on the radio and catching major attention. “My Head Is an Animal” is a happy album that feels like bare feet and sunshine in my ears. At first, even second listen, you’re sure these are old souls with years of blood, sweat, and tears behind them. Yet, they’re a gaggle of kids. Things don’t seem so scary if this is our future. 

The uplifting 80s clap is heard throughout, and never fails to make you feel like you’re part of something when you hear it. It gets to be a bit “one-long-song” at times, but it’s a good addition to your library that will fill a void when you’re driving, and the windows are down. 

Looks like the King of California has stepped down. If you stop reading and listening to what he said, and start hearing what he plays, you may change your mind. My opinion of John Mayer, altogether, has definitely altered over the last few years. And, this album solidified that. 
It seems he may have grasped the idea that his musicianship was losing to his celebrity, and has actually done something about it. He could also just be making better music as his career, mind, heart and abilities expand, and doesn’t give a fuck if anyone thinks he’s a smart-ass or not. Either way, he can play guitar like most women want their heartstrings played, and he can throw a melody together that hooks you like a fish. 
All in all, I’d say John Mayer is no longer just the crooner I had a crush on at 21 because he sang about driving up the very interstate I live off and had pouty lips. He’s now the musician I have a crush on at 32 because he’s one of the most influential guitarist of my generation, and appears to be a big enough man to say, “Hey; I fucked up.” He’s the guy that now wears a big hat like your dad, has a sleeve like that guy you wanted to sleep with once but were too scared you’d suck at it to do it, and is a really, really good musician who deserves a second chance. Or sixth; but, who’s counting?

Looks like the King of California has stepped down. If you stop reading and listening to what he said, and start hearing what he plays, you may change your mind. My opinion of John Mayer, altogether, has definitely altered over the last few years. And, this album solidified that. 

It seems he may have grasped the idea that his musicianship was losing to his celebrity, and has actually done something about it. He could also just be making better music as his career, mind, heart and abilities expand, and doesn’t give a fuck if anyone thinks he’s a smart-ass or not. Either way, he can play guitar like most women want their heartstrings played, and he can throw a melody together that hooks you like a fish. 

All in all, I’d say John Mayer is no longer just the crooner I had a crush on at 21 because he sang about driving up the very interstate I live off and had pouty lips. He’s now the musician I have a crush on at 32 because he’s one of the most influential guitarist of my generation, and appears to be a big enough man to say, “Hey; I fucked up.” He’s the guy that now wears a big hat like your dad, has a sleeve like that guy you wanted to sleep with once but were too scared you’d suck at it to do it, and is a really, really good musician who deserves a second chance. Or sixth; but, who’s counting?

It doesn’t happen, too often, anymore that I’m stunned by a piece of music. This stunned me.


"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." - Aldous Huxley


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Utterly brilliant. Read up tweenies. And, mentally incapacitated adults.

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