Debbie Harry

Debbie Harry

James Blagden’s Doc Ellis and the No-No is one of the all-time best short films and easily the greatest sports story of all time.
Doc Ellis for President.

James Blagden’s Doc Ellis and the No-No is one of the all-time best short films and easily the greatest sports story of all time.

Doc Ellis for President.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and  starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn  disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I  hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest,  hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin  like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely  body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the  fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the  twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the  barrens of Quitratue. 

— Pablo Neruda
(via congressman)

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps. I hunger for your sleek laugh, your hands the color of a savage harvest, hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails, I want to eat your skin like a whole almond. I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body, the sovereign nose of your arrogant face, I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes, and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

— Pablo Neruda

(via congressman)

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M83 - Midnight City

(via yvynyl)

One of the greatest songs of 2011. Been sounding fresh for months.

(Source: thevenomblog / M83)

Tags: Music

Ken Russell, RIP

Ken Russell, RIP

Tags: Film Obit

Sharon Van Etten’s new album Tramp, is out in February. Until then we’ve got "Serpents".

Sharon Van Etten’s new album Tramp, is out in February. Until then we’ve got "Serpents".

Amber Heard

Amber Heard

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Tags: Film

Just a Wave, Not the Waterby Jimmie Dale Gilmore, 1988
Thirst is not the answer, oceans come and go I loved her seven seas worth, Lord I loved her so But she let me down so easy, one slow drop at a time I would’ve killed myself but it made no sense Committing suicide in self defense But I lost everything I brought her When she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water Centuries ago we were living on the gold coast She was still in love with a long, gone, cold ghost I was only trying to turn back the tide of her tears I felt like an endless ocean, rolling through the fog Full emotion drifting like a weather beaten log I even thought that I out-thought her Till she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water I said someday we’ll love again, then you’ll know the score I’ve taught you everything I know and maybe even more That’s true she said, more than you ever will I’ve said I’ve been your raging river, precious African queen I’ve shown you everything that I’ve ever seen But she knew more than I had taught her When she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water Well I followed her far and wide with all of my will Water on the move, you know it never stands still And I moved every muscle, just to prove it can be done Then up some old sad river, where snow white lilies float I came to her for mercy, but I hardly rocked the boat She seemed surprised that I have caught her But she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water She said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

Just a Wave, Not the Water
by Jimmie Dale Gilmore, 1988

Thirst is not the answer, oceans come and go
I loved her seven seas worth, Lord I loved her so
But she let me down so easy, one slow drop at a time

I would’ve killed myself but it made no sense
Committing suicide in self defense
But I lost everything I brought her
When she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

Centuries ago we were living on the gold coast
She was still in love with a long, gone, cold ghost
I was only trying to turn back the tide of her tears

I felt like an endless ocean, rolling through the fog
Full emotion drifting like a weather beaten log
I even thought that I out-thought her
Till she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

I said someday we’ll love again, then you’ll know the score
I’ve taught you everything I know and maybe even more
That’s true she said, more than you ever will

I’ve said I’ve been your raging river, precious African queen
I’ve shown you everything that I’ve ever seen
But she knew more than I had taught her
When she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

Well I followed her far and wide with all of my will
Water on the move, you know it never stands still
And I moved every muscle, just to prove it can be done

Then up some old sad river, where snow white lilies float
I came to her for mercy, but I hardly rocked the boat
She seemed surprised that I have caught her
But she said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

She said babe, you’re just a wave, you’re not the water

Tags: Music Country

Happy Thanksgiving.
Richard Swift
Husbands

"While we bide our time waiting for the long-awaited Phil Spector documentary, The Agony and Ecstasy of Phil Spector to find distribution, the convicted producer’s monumental collaboration with Dion, Born To Be With You begs for some (re-)consideration. Also known as Pete Townshend’s and Jason Pierce’s (of Spiritualized) favorite record, it received close to no attention when it came out in 1974. Partly because it was never released in the States, but mainly because Spector was out of fashion and fading fast, both mentally and commercially, and Dion, whose biggest hits were more than a decade behind him, was still emerging from his recovery from heroin addiction, which would be followed a few years later by an equally dramatic conversion to Christianity. Out of this suitably Nazareth set of circumstances, a masterpiece emerged, one that still resonates with feeling, beauty, madness and an almost impossible amount of reverb.”

— David Zahl, for Mockingbird, on one of my favorite albums of all time

"While we bide our time waiting for the long-awaited Phil Spector documentary, The Agony and Ecstasy of Phil Spector to find distribution, the convicted producer’s monumental collaboration with Dion, Born To Be With You begs for some (re-)consideration. Also known as Pete Townshend’s and Jason Pierce’s (of Spiritualized) favorite record, it received close to no attention when it came out in 1974. Partly because it was never released in the States, but mainly because Spector was out of fashion and fading fast, both mentally and commercially, and Dion, whose biggest hits were more than a decade behind him, was still emerging from his recovery from heroin addiction, which would be followed a few years later by an equally dramatic conversion to Christianity. Out of this suitably Nazareth set of circumstances, a masterpiece emerged, one that still resonates with feeling, beauty, madness and an almost impossible amount of reverb.”
— David Zahl, for Mockingbird, on one of my favorite albums of all time



Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.
— Joan Didion, “On Keeping a Notebook”
(text via libraryland)

Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and resistant rearrangers of things, anxious malcontents, children afflicted apparently at birth with some presentiment of loss.

— Joan Didion, “On Keeping a Notebook”

(text via libraryland)