Anonymous asked: Please keep writing forever.
“You keep reading ‘em, I’ll keep writing ‘em.” - Stan Lee, Mallrats.
I’ll do my best.
Right before the newsreader looks up, we hear the vampire super-speed noise and a body drop to the ground, the implication being that one of the camera men (or possibly the entire crew) have just been murdered in the blink of an eye. The newsreader’s response to this is to continue reading from the autocue.
Gabe’s recaps may be a farce now, but man, there are legitimate reasons for why this show is indefensibly bad.
Made it to the first room.
![What if sex could just be like playing Grand Theft Auto IV. “Ugh, can’t be bothered writing today. Might as well play a couple hours of sex.” Then when you’ve had enough, just go on with your day. Have a sandwich, watch a movie, do whatever you want! Feelings and heartache and all that mess, get rid of it, I say. “Casual sex” will no longer be for sluts, it’ll be like “casual gaming”. Fun for the whole family!Might never talk to another living human being again. Seems to just get me into trouble. Might just masturbate constantly [via physical and mental stimulation by Photo Booth pictures of myself].](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l80uizCu9v1qz51y8o1_400.png)
What if sex could just be like playing Grand Theft Auto IV. “Ugh, can’t be bothered writing today. Might as well play a couple hours of sex.” Then when you’ve had enough, just go on with your day. Have a sandwich, watch a movie, do whatever you want! Feelings and heartache and all that mess, get rid of it, I say. “Casual sex” will no longer be for sluts, it’ll be like “casual gaming”. Fun for the whole family!
Might never talk to another living human being again. Seems to just get me into trouble. Might just masturbate constantly [via physical and mental stimulation by Photo Booth pictures of myself].
Grandma’s House might be one of the most relatable shows I’ve ever seen. It’s like they took every trip to my grandparents house around Christmas and Easter and spun it into a witty little sitcom starring the cynical and acerbic Simon Amstell, who I would actually transgress my admittedly flimsy heterosexuality to be with forever and ever.
Albert Hammond Jr. - GfC
I’ve been checking out the side-projects of The Strokes’ members. Albert Hammond Jr’s does not suck.
Titus Andronicus - The Battle Of Hampton Roads
Is there a human alive that can look themselves in the face without winking? / Or say what they mean without drinking / Or believe in something without thinking “What if somebody doesn’t approve?” / Is there a soul on this Earth that isn’t too frightened to move?
This song is fourteen minutes long, which means you’re probably not going to listen to it, but you should. You should at least bookmark it and listen to it later, because it’s a brilliant rock and roll opus.
For all the mocking I see targeted towards New Jersey, some of the closest things to my heart have come out of that city.
Ugh. One redditor’s drunken girlfriend comes home and decides to bake cookies in her underwear, so while she’s bent over the oven he takes photos of her.
Okay, so I shouldn’t judge on such a superficial basis. Maybe this girl is actually really permissive and laid-back. But “Don’t worry, she let me. She’s lovely when drunk.” gives me the impression that this guy is a total creeper, and is taking advantage of his drunken girlfriend for back-slaps from the salivating assholes that frequent this type of thread. Comments like “I hope she gave you permission to post this…” were met with “Yeah, because that’s what we’re all concerned about here”. Like, really?
Eryn, one of my favourite tumblrs and a very talented artist, got herself featured in a magazine. You should read it (p44-48) and then start following her. Congrats, Eryn!
Amy Klein from Titus Andronicus:
A few months ago, I had a talk with a friend named Emily, and she told me something about her life that has stuck with me for a long time. The conversation came up after somebody tweeted something about me and my performance during Pitchfork fest. “Saw Titus Andronicus,” wrote the dude. “They still have that girl trying to play guitar who can’t play guitar.” The nausea in my stomach that appeared suddenly resembled the sinking feeling I had discovered in looking at women’s magazines as a teen. Although I know, as a performer, I’m subject to bad reviews, and people are not always going to like what I do, this guy’s comment had a definitively sexist ring to it. “Why is it,” I asked Emily, “that women who try anything at all seem to be subjected to unfair amounts of criticism, just for trying! It’s like society is encouraging women not to put themselves out there! What on earth is wrong with trying something and struggling with it, and not being perfect? Well, nothing! Except if you’re a girl. Then you have to be perfect, and perfect by standards that men get to set and enforce. And if you’re not that, then people think you’re nothing at all.”
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Art vs Science - Parlez Vous Francais?
There are douchebags at every gig, and I’m glad I don’t have a phone capable of using the internet because I’m sure I’d be on it 90% of the time complaining about all the fuckholes grinding up against me with their sweaty asses and too-high heels.
But it’s hard to stay angry when it was such an incredible show. The stand-out performance was by opening act Jinja Safari who were so much fun to listen to, and hysterical on stage. I don’t think there was a person in the room unimpressed by Pepa Knight’s sitar-ing. And then he played a recorder, and I thought “Anyone that can evoke the image of Brian Jones while giving a near-fatally energetic performance is doing a pretty fucking good job”.
I remember talking to Alan when Heaven Is Whenever came out about how I felt so let down by Craig Finn because it was such a bad album. He told me it might not be as good as their best records but it’s not as bad as I thought it was, which I put down to a difference in taste. To be fair to The Hold Steady, I hadn’t dedicated much time to the album at that point and dismissed it because after a couple of listens, none of it grabbed me (which I thought was significant, because the rest of their albums have killer track ones). Since then I’ve taken some time to digest it, and it’s starting to improve. I still don’t feel even close to the way I feel about Separation Sunday or Boys And Girls In America, but it’s not a complete write-off. I’d put it around Stay Positive-level. At the end of the day I’m just glad I have more Hold Steady to listen to.
I spend a lot of time trying to look good (“and succeeding!”, I hear the ladies say), but I don’t actually think of myself as “fashionable”. I’ll go so far as to say I have an average eye for knowing what would make a person look good and what wouldn’t, but mostly I just look at pictures of famous people and see how close I can get with the horribly outdated thrift store wardrobe I have.
All that said, I saw a lady walking along the street yesterday wearing this coat, and all I could think was “That is the most gauche fucking thing I have ever seen”. The people that don’t know what Burberry is won’t give a shit, and the people that do will think you’re tacky. How do you win wearing something like this? This is some Ed Hardy shit right here.
Early mornings can swallow razors, I’m so glad I changed to doing TV at night. Today was a total throwback to my first season doing TV/radio, and it helped me realise that I don’t miss a single thing about those days.
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