Christy Turlington with husband Ed Burns and their children Finn and Grace, in 2009
(Photo: Pamela Hanson)

Christy Turlington with husband Ed Burns and their children Finn and Grace, in 2009

(Photo: Pamela Hanson)

dadsaretheoriginalhipster:

Your dad got day drunk before you did and he took the post-afternoon recovery naps to prove it. In a stroke of inebriated Einstein he solved the theory of relative intoxication, thus shifting the socially acceptable hours of smashed into the previously responsible daytime. Now, the party started when he said it did, which happened to be at 1 p.m. on a Tuesday some days. He was a wasted genius and we all owe him a debt of gratitude for showing us that sunlight makes beer taste better.
So hipsters, when you’re buying PBRs from the cold beer, cold water guy while sitting on hipster hill in Delores Park at 2pm on a Sunny Sunday, remember this…
Your dad was a social pioneer who broke new ground in the field of crunk.

dadsaretheoriginalhipster:

Your dad got day drunk before you did and he took the post-afternoon recovery naps to prove it. In a stroke of inebriated Einstein he solved the theory of relative intoxication, thus shifting the socially acceptable hours of smashed into the previously responsible daytime. Now, the party started when he said it did, which happened to be at 1 p.m. on a Tuesday some days. He was a wasted genius and we all owe him a debt of gratitude for showing us that sunlight makes beer taste better.

So hipsters, when you’re buying PBRs from the cold beer, cold water guy while sitting on hipster hill in Delores Park at 2pm on a Sunny Sunday, remember this…

Your dad was a social pioneer who broke new ground in the field of crunk.

This great lost privately-issued LP from 1969 by James L. Hartley was just made available by Dave Hartley (his son) of Philly’s incredible Nightlands.
From the liner notes:
Recorded sometime in 1969 at a pay-by-the-hour recording studio in New York City in a single hour. Only one copy pressed. The acetate was found in my parents’ basement and I have decided to share it with those who might be interested. It is marvelously charming and simple—refreshing in this age of self-conscious coolness and overwrought multiple-year recording projects. 

This great lost privately-issued LP from 1969 by James L. Hartley was just made available by Dave Hartley (his son) of Philly’s incredible Nightlands.

From the liner notes:

Recorded sometime in 1969 at a pay-by-the-hour recording studio in New York City in a single hour. Only one copy pressed. The acetate was found in my parents’ basement and I have decided to share it with those who might be interested. It is marvelously charming and simple—refreshing in this age of self-conscious coolness and overwrought multiple-year recording projects. 

Karen Carpenter, singing drummer.

Karen Carpenter, singing drummer.

Martha Wainwright “Bloody Mother Fucking Asshole” (from BMFA EP, 2005)

Great song. Totally new to me. Also just loved Fresh Air’s very sad interview with Martha’s aunt Anna McGarrigle, on the passing of Martha’s mother Kate.

(audio via i12bent)

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Wim Wenders, ”The Coppolas”

Wim Wenders, ”The Coppolas”

dadsaretheoriginalhipster:

Your dad wore desert chukka boots before you did. He traveled the world. He has bartered in Kolkata’s outdoor flee markets, gone on safari in Africa and hiked mountains in the Swiss Alps. Most shoes couldn’t withstand the wanderlust that your father’s feet had, that’s why he needed a boot that was comfortable, durable and suave enough to help him bed a new mistress in every foreign land he laid his head down in.
Why do you wear them hipsters?
Aren’t your classic Vans enough? Do you really need a pair of smooth as boots to accent your unwashed, ripped, stained Levis worn with an ironic vintage salvation army t-shirt? Those shoes were an accent to your dad’s lifestyle, a lifestyle that involved being awesome on the reg, traveling the world and being an international pimp.
So hipsters, step up your game if you want to step into your dad’s shoes.

Best New Tumblr (BNT). Tailor-made for fatherfigurine.
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dadsaretheoriginalhipster:

Your dad wore desert chukka boots before you did. He traveled the world. He has bartered in Kolkata’s outdoor flee markets, gone on safari in Africa and hiked mountains in the Swiss Alps. Most shoes couldn’t withstand the wanderlust that your father’s feet had, that’s why he needed a boot that was comfortable, durable and suave enough to help him bed a new mistress in every foreign land he laid his head down in.

Why do you wear them hipsters?

Aren’t your classic Vans enough? Do you really need a pair of smooth as boots to accent your unwashed, ripped, stained Levis worn with an ironic vintage salvation army t-shirt? Those shoes were an accent to your dad’s lifestyle, a lifestyle that involved being awesome on the reg, traveling the world and being an international pimp.

So hipsters, step up your game if you want to step into your dad’s shoes.

Best New Tumblr (BNT). Tailor-made for fatherfigurine.

(via twheat)

Vietnam veteran Toy Caldwell, with his little brother Tommy, formed Marshall Tucker Band in 1972. Perhaps their biggest hit was the Allman Brothers-esque “Can’t You See”. Like all their songs, it was written by Toy. My favorite version of this track was by Hank Williams Jr. from his terribly-overlooked Hank Willliams Jr. & Friends (1975) album, featuring the Caldwells and recorded in Muscle Shoals, Alabama. The album also featured the Toy-penned “Losin’ You” and remains one of my favorite Hank vocal performances.
Tommy died in a Jeep crash in 1980. Toy followed in 1993, reportedly from respiratory complications. Their impact on Southern rock in the ’70s was indelible.
Ad taken from March 13, 1993 issue of Billboard

Vietnam veteran Toy Caldwell, with his little brother Tommy, formed Marshall Tucker Band in 1972. Perhaps their biggest hit was the Allman Brothers-esque “Can’t You See”. Like all their songs, it was written by Toy. My favorite version of this track was by Hank Williams Jr. from his terribly-overlooked Hank Willliams Jr. & Friends (1975) album, featuring the Caldwells and recorded in Muscle Shoals, Alabama. The album also featured the Toy-penned “Losin’ You” and remains one of my favorite Hank vocal performances.

Tommy died in a Jeep crash in 1980. Toy followed in 1993, reportedly from respiratory complications. Their impact on Southern rock in the ’70s was indelible.

Ad taken from March 13, 1993 issue of Billboard

Klaus and Nastassja Kinski

Klaus and Nastassja Kinski

"I want the sweetness and the brutality, and I want to go to the very end of each of those feelings. I’ve been trying to find a way for the beauty and the terror to live together in one song. I know it’s possible."
— Sonny Sharrock, pictured above with wife Linda

"I want the sweetness and the brutality, and I want to go to the very end of each of those feelings. I’ve been trying to find a way for the beauty and the terror to live together in one song. I know it’s possible."

— Sonny Sharrock, pictured above with wife Linda

Sure he was following in the big-ish steps of Michael Jackson, but Foster Sylvers brought the magic in 1973 with his Top 25 hit "Misdemeanor". He was eleven years old. It was written by older brother Leon Sylvers III, who led the family band The Sylvers. Young Foster had not yet been brought into the band when he struck with this sweet jam. He joined in 1975.

Sure he was following in the big-ish steps of Michael Jackson, but Foster Sylvers brought the magic in 1973 with his Top 25 hit "Misdemeanor". He was eleven years old. It was written by older brother Leon Sylvers III, who led the family band The Sylvers. Young Foster had not yet been brought into the band when he struck with this sweet jam. He joined in 1975.

Paul McCartney by Linda McCartney

Paul McCartney by Linda McCartney

We’ve been working together since Swordfish… I’m the prospector, she’s the cook. She says, “you bring it home, I’ll cook it up.” I think we sharpen each other like knives. She has a fearless imagination. She writes lyrics that are like dreams. And she puts the heart into all things. She’s my true love. There’s no one I trust more with music, or life. And she’s got great rhythm, and finds melodies that are so intriguing and strange. Most of the significant changes I went through musically and as a person began when we met. She’s the person by which I measure all others. She’s who you want with you in a foxhole.
— Tom Waits, on wife Kathleen Brennan
(text via notarobotbutaghost)

We’ve been working together since Swordfish… I’m the prospector, she’s the cook. She says, “you bring it home, I’ll cook it up.” I think we sharpen each other like knives. She has a fearless imagination. She writes lyrics that are like dreams. And she puts the heart into all things. She’s my true love. There’s no one I trust more with music, or life. And she’s got great rhythm, and finds melodies that are so intriguing and strange. Most of the significant changes I went through musically and as a person began when we met. She’s the person by which I measure all others. She’s who you want with you in a foxhole.

— Tom Waits, on wife Kathleen Brennan

(text via notarobotbutaghost)