Pale Saints - Jersey Girl
(Tom Waits cover)
Posted 5 months ago
i’m loving this new album from one of my favorite world gypsy bands.
(Source: Spotify)
Posted 6 months ago
in august of 1990 i found myself laying on my stomach in the woods with a pair
of binoculars, a bottle of canadian club with my friend kurt cobain.
the reason i had binoculars was because i was on the lookout
while he ran across the street to a teen pregnancy center that had just opened in our town.
it really wasn’t a teen pregnancy center, it was a right-wing con where they got teenage girls to
go in there so they can tell them them they will go to hell if they get a abortion.
since kurt and i were angry young feminists in the 90s we decided we were gonna do a little public service that night.
we drank our canadian club and he watched out as i ran across the street and wrote “fake abortion clinic.
he was more creative and wrote in 6 foot tall red letters “god is gay”.
so after that we finished up the canadian club, went to the bar then we walked back to the
apartment and apparently i offended just about everyone in my entire town and threw up
on someones leg, it was one of those nights that later on whenever someone mentions it you don’t
wanna think about it. so we ended up at kurt’s apartment and i smashed up a bunch of shit and i took out
a sharpie marker and wrote a bunch of shit on his bedroom wall.
it was a rental so it was really pretty lame that i did that. then i passed out with the marker in my hand. when i woke up i had one of those hangovers that you think when you walk into the next room there could be a dead body in there.
so i wasn’t that happy 6 months later when kurt called me up and was like
“hey do you remember that night? there was this thing you wrote on my wall and it was
actually kinda cool i wanna use it as a lyric in one of my songs”.
i was like “as long as i can get out of this conversation and not think about
that night anymore i’m totally cool, so you can use whatever you want” and then i hung up.
all the while i was thinking how the fuck is he going to use KURT SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT?
of binoculars, a bottle of canadian club with my friend kurt cobain.
the reason i had binoculars was because i was on the lookout
while he ran across the street to a teen pregnancy center that had just opened in our town.
it really wasn’t a teen pregnancy center, it was a right-wing con where they got teenage girls to
go in there so they can tell them them they will go to hell if they get a abortion.
since kurt and i were angry young feminists in the 90s we decided we were gonna do a little public service that night.
we drank our canadian club and he watched out as i ran across the street and wrote “fake abortion clinic.
he was more creative and wrote in 6 foot tall red letters “god is gay”.
so after that we finished up the canadian club, went to the bar then we walked back to the
apartment and apparently i offended just about everyone in my entire town and threw up
on someones leg, it was one of those nights that later on whenever someone mentions it you don’t
wanna think about it. so we ended up at kurt’s apartment and i smashed up a bunch of shit and i took out
a sharpie marker and wrote a bunch of shit on his bedroom wall.
it was a rental so it was really pretty lame that i did that. then i passed out with the marker in my hand. when i woke up i had one of those hangovers that you think when you walk into the next room there could be a dead body in there.
so i wasn’t that happy 6 months later when kurt called me up and was like
“hey do you remember that night? there was this thing you wrote on my wall and it was
actually kinda cool i wanna use it as a lyric in one of my songs”.
i was like “as long as i can get out of this conversation and not think about
that night anymore i’m totally cool, so you can use whatever you want” and then i hung up.
all the while i was thinking how the fuck is he going to use KURT SMELLS LIKE TEEN SPIRIT?
story told by kathleen hanna (via kindaquiet)
Posted 6 months ago
Carry on inside of your heart
Under the brine you won’t notice the dark
Can stone and steel and horses heels
Ever explain the way you feel?
From Scapa Flow to Rotherhithe,
I felt the lapping of an ebbing tide
Oh the heavy water how it enfolds
The salt, the spray, the gorgeous undertow
Always, always, always the sea
Brilliantine mortality
Posted 6 months ago
“Evolver.fm: Does scrobbling need to be an open standard, do you think? Or is it fine as part of Last.fm, Facebook, and other proprietary networks?”
“Jones: I’ve entertained this idea a few times in the past, but practical and logistical concerns tended to stop any efforts in their tracks. You need a lot of data in one place to be able to do interesting things with it. Hosting and crunching lots of data requires lots of hardware, which isn’t cheap. Decentralising or otherwise federating the scrobbling data makes it less useful overall, unless you have a central way of browsing it, which is costly.
One possible model for the future is something like Musicbrainz.org — a foundation or non-profit entity that holds the data. Open source and non-commercial entities can use the data for free. Commercial use of the data is subject to a fee, which in turn pays for the foundation to run their infrastructure. There are a lot of details to consider, but something like that should be possible.”
Evolver.fm interviews Richard Jones, inventor of AudioScrobbler.
Posted 6 months ago
audentes fortuna iuvat,
shouted by Turnus in Virgil’s Aeneid in book X just before he is utterly destroyed by Aeneas’ Trojans
Posted 6 months ago
Nice new single from Team Ghost (ex-M83 founder Nicolas Fromageau) who are in London on the 3rd December at Sebright Arms for an ATP show.
(Source: Spotify)
Posted 6 months ago
An entire of album of @Mike_Doughty_ covers? yes please.
(Source: Spotify)
Posted 6 months ago
This is a gorgeous b-side version of a BOS track that I didnt notice. But this version makes me love it.
(Source: Spotify)
Posted 6 months ago
Oh little twelve-toes, you are a strange one.
“Hey Little Twelve-toes, I hope you’re thriving.
Some of us ten-toed folks are still surviving.
If you help me with my twelves, I’ll help you with your tens.
And we could all be friends.
Little Twelve-toes, please come back home.”
I used to be disgusted, now I try to be amused.
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