March 2011
our cleaner always smells like cigarette smoke
religion is scary
faith is real though
argh
liking people is such a headache.
bleeeeeeuugheeeeek
monumental thunderstorm.
darn you temperamental climate.
“Other bands, it’s about sex. Or pain. Or some fantasy. But The Beatles, they...”
– Nick and Nora’s Infinite Playlist (via atomos)
when you hear a song in your head
but can’t remember the name
REBLOG THIS IF YOU ARE TAKING PART IN EARTH HOUR!
oh dear
i suddenly see my study timetable succumbing to the effects of an iconic japanese video game….
pokemon should be real, so we don’t have to worry about all this ridiculousness. it would save everyone a lot of time.
christopherangus asked: yer i think i agree with you about the new icon haha how are you anyways man?
i know i've been all ranty lately but...
Now I have something I am legitimately furious with. Myself.
I have studied music for years. I’ve been playing guitar since I was thirteen. Five years, right? Today I started out with a new tutor (after months of not having one) and totally fucking humiliating myself. I couldn’t do the fucking basics. Fucking basics. Play a C minor chord. Stare blankly.
Maybe I’m just having...
oh,
and also, i am sick of lady gaga. you may dress like a post-modern alien queen, but your music sounds like every pop song from the last 20 years. you’ll have my respect when you write something that actually challenges pop music. something that takes pop music by its little fluffy ears and shakes the fuck out of it
sex and violence, orbital force
economisocialiopoliticalitcalitility
yeahyeahyeahyeyeyeyeahyeahyeahyeahyeyeyeyeahyeahheyheyhey
who rises above the primal level?
yeahyeahyeahyeyeyeyeyeahhhh
violence, you make art
yeahyeahyeyeyeah
sex, you make money
knowing that the ship’s gotta run
i was there. i knew the modern artists.
but there are too many. keep on hummin’
yeahyeahyeahyeyeyeyeyeah
youll see it but you...
