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24 November 09
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

kathrine:

i am for you -waking ashland

meredith might be the only person on my friends list who’ll enjoy this.

Kathrine Brock, you know me far too well. I <3 Jonathan Jones.

Reblogged: kathrine

22 November 09

Tom Waits Interview.

aar0n:

This is a great interview. Here are a few of my favourite bits :

Q: What’s heaven for you?

A: Me and my wife on Rte. 66 with a pot of coffee, a cheap guitar, pawnshop tape recorder in a Motel 6, and a car that runs good parked right by the door.

Q: What’s wrong with the world?

A: We are buried beneath the weight of information, which is being confused with knowledge; quantity is being confused with abundance and wealth with happiness. Leona Helmsley’s dog made 12 million last year… and Dean McLaine, a farmer in Ohio made $30,000. It’s just a gigantic version of the madness that grows in every one of our brains. We are monkeys with money and guns.

Q: Can you tell me an odd thing that happened in an odd place? Any thoughts?

A: A Japanese freighter had been torpedoed during WWII and it’s at the bottom of Tokyo Harbor with a large hole in her hull. A team of engineers was called together to solve the problem of raising the wounded vessel to the surface. One of the engineers tackling this puzzle said he remembered seeing a Donald Duck cartoon when he was a boy where there was a boat at the bottom of the ocean with a hole in its hull, and they injected it with ping-pong balls and it floated up. The skeptical group laughed but one of the experts was willing to give it a try. Of course, where in the world would you find twenty million ping-pong balls but in Tokyo? It turned out to be the perfect solution. The balls were injected into the hull and it floated to the surface, the engineer was elated. Moral solutions to problems are always found at an entirely different level; also, believe in yourself in the face of impossible odds.

Q: Do you have words to live by?

A: Jim Jarmusch once told me “Fast, Cheap, and Good… pick two. If it’s fast and cheap it wont be good. If it’s cheap and good it won’t be fast. If it’s fast and good it wont be cheap.” Fast, cheap and good… pick (2) words to live by.

Q: Tom, you love words and their origins. For $2,000…what is the origin of the word bedlam?

A: It’s a contraction of the word Bethlehem. It comes from the hospital of Saint Mary of Bethlehem outside London. The hospital began admitting mental patients in the late fourteenth century. In the sixteenth century it became a lunatic asylum. The word bedlam came to be used for any madhouse- and by extension, for any scene of noisy confusion.

Q: What is a gentleman?

A:  A man who can play the accordion, but doesn’t.

Reblogged: aar0n

Posted: 10:23 PM

Brandon has a hard time remembering the names of bands. It’s my job to figure out who he is talking about from descriptions like these….

Q: What’s that band with the singer with the blonde hair? I think you like him a lot. He’s got funky shoes.

A: The Rocket Summer

Q: What’s the band we saw at that place? They were wearing short ties. I think they were signed to a label, they sounded like they were going places. They had a keyboard player. There were a lot of people there.

A: Campbell

Q: What’s the band we saw in Charlotte? Love Diesel?

A: Gasoline Heart

20 November 09

My favorite person was on The Daily Show last night talking a bit about his new dvd, Dear Jack, and playing “Swim” and “The Resolution.”

I love everything about him, down to those little elbow patches on his sweater.

Watch it here

Posted: 2:01 AM
kathrine:

thebrowncoat:

lifeonfiction:

symptoms:

showerbeers:(via rebeccarae)

You know what I am going to say to you.

Please send me this now.

i had no idea.

Ohhhh. We can get a case of this and have our party, Nathan!

kathrine:

thebrowncoat:

lifeonfiction:

symptoms:

showerbeers:(via rebeccarae)

You know what I am going to say to you.

Please send me this now.

i had no idea.

Ohhhh. We can get a case of this and have our party, Nathan!

Reblogged: kathrine

18 November 09

votejoec:

As always, anything Jenny does is amazing. Reblog this please. Thanks.

This song will get stuck in your head. Jenny Owen Youngs is pretty awesome.

“till I can laugh at my heart between your teeth,
till I can laugh at my face beneath your feet
skillet on the stove is such a temptation,
maybe I’ll be the lucky one that doesn’t get burned.
what the fuck was I thinking?”

Reblogged: votejoec

15 November 09
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buongiorno:

Like The Twilight (Drunk and Fucked Up) - Ryan Adams

From the 48 Hour Sessions, which you can download and read about if you follow the link. Essentially, these are songs that didn’t make it onto Gold, but were recorded in two days shortly after, and some of those songs ended up on other albums, but these are the first cuts. It’s great. Gold was my first RA record, so I’m endeared to it in a way, and all of the perfect songs on there and the live reincarnations of those songs.

When I think of RA, I do often think of pizza and outer space and comics and beautiful thoughts, but beyond that, I think of songs like this that are just undeniably gorgeous and sobering.

And for the record I’d stand right here on the corner
Waiting for justice to bring you here to me.

Reblogged: buongiorno

13 November 09

Q: One of the realities in this country, increasingly, is the prevalence of many different religions side by side. What do you make of that? Is that a problem, do you think, for some Christians?

A: It isn’t a problem to me. Jesus says, “I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one cometh to the Father but by me,” which, in one sense, seems to be exclusive: unless you’re a Christian, you’re not on the inside. You’re on the outside. But Jesus doesn’t say, “The religion founded in my name is the way, the truth, and the life, [and] what people say about me is the way.” “Our way of worship, the Christian structure, is not the way,” [he would say,] “I am. I am. If you want to know what life is all about, what it’s supposed to be, where it’s supposed to go, where it’s supposed to derive its strength from, don’t look at anything people say about me. Don’t look at the faith that’s been created. Look at my life, which is a life ultimately of sacrificial love.”

Q: What happens when you say that to a Jew or a Muslim or anyone who is not a Christian?

A: I suspect many of them would probably agree. You don’t have to mention Christ to them at all. I don’t think Christ would give a hoot whether you mentioned Christ to them or not. What matters — I’m speaking arrogantly and absurdly — to him is, are you living the kind of life that I embodied? Whether you believe in Christ or don’t, who cares?

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