If I was 14, I don’t know if I would have liked nearly how noisy and gritty Desaparecidos are, as I already preferred the introspective and (while still emotionally raw) mostly quiet work of Bright Eyes. There were exceptions to this point in my life, The Used’s brand of screamo among them, but I liked my noise well-produced and usually poppy. Now, while I still love Conor Oberst’s whispers, my own musical inclinations have driven me toward songs that I don’t have to max out my headphones to catch all of. (I think it has something to do with my love for dancing.)
Like The Omega Man, except everyone is in grad school instead of dead.
You step outside and find the streets deserted. You pull out your phone to see if some catastrophe has occurred. Disease? Neutron bomb? War? Are you left alone in an evacuation zone? You see Facebook is still abuzz with…
An NYU mention and my impending social life captured in this McSweeney’s article.
Max Harris, “High”
My day is pretty good, actually. Wanna know why? Cause I’m not Max Harris for the rest of his life. Autotune them hip-wiggles, son.
Ripped from season 67 of Mad Men
I do not think our friendship will last that long.
Want to grab him and shake him and yell “PLEASE STOP EXPLODING SO MUCH”
When I’m Nigel
I wanna see you shake them thornberries.
This Is Funny, You Should Watch It of the Day: A young lad’s 21st birthday turns into a Burtonesque fantasy — thanks to the miracle of alcohol! — in director Stephen Sotor‘s musical Nightmare Before Christmas spoof “What’s This? A Beer?”
You can tell it’s a fantasy because he hasn’t touched beer before coming of legal age.
The set-up looks like something I would have made (read: amateurish) but once the singing kicked in I kept a smile on. This looks like a lot of fun to make, and figuring out the logistics of some shots is a cool game too.
I don’t understand why women would take place in a dance like this.
Is it not mimicking shaking your ass on someone’s penis?
Why do people like to degrade themselves like that?
I just don’t understand.
It’s just a thing. Possibly cultural. But some women enjoy shaking…
I’m no woman, but I can try: if you’re the one that thinks it’s degrading, that’s on you. I see nothing wrong with dancehumping.
Trailer for LCD Soundsystem’s Shut Up and Play The Hits
I’m not sure if I ever related this, but I went to the second Terminal 5 show that was added after the rampant ticket scalping for the Madison Square Garden final show. They played every song I hoped for, and I had high hopes. They even had a boys choir on the balcony.
This documentary surrounding their final concert is only running for one night, July 18th, at movie theaters around the country. Anyone in Atlanta wanna go?