January 2011
45 posts
1 tag
in defense of detroit →
“i’m so sick of being nice about this” classic. and genuine.
syska: lee dorsey - a lover was born
my...
“…this is a kiss. It is what happens when lips are puckered and pressed against...”
– jonathan safran foer
backspin, or how hip-hop returned to my life →
true, true.
guy: Michael Chabon on his return to hip-hop after over 15 years of being away:
Right now I listen to almost nothing else. New stuff, though a lot of the rhymes sound kind of broken, the synth-strings tinged with cheese. Old stuff, especially, as my first post suggested, Eric B. and Rakim. But especially especially, the stuff that happened in between. All the legendary violence and...
“i’d rather learn from one bird how to sing than to teach ten thousand stars how...”
– e. e. cummings
joey&aleethea! →
i would like to dress my bay-bay in only j&a’s stuff.
winter trees
william carlos williams
All the complicated details of the attiring and the disattiring are completed! A liquid moon moves gently among the long branches. Thus having prepared their buds against a sure winter the wise trees stand sleeping in the cold.
six persimmons
by shin yu pai after ruining another season’s harvest— over-baked in the kitchen oven then rehydrated in her home sauna Aunt Yuki calls upon her sister, paper sacks stuffed full of orange fruit, twig and stalk still intact knows that my mother sprouts seedlings from cast off avocado stones, revives dead succulents, coaxes blooms out of orchids a woman who has never spent a second ...
ruins of detroit. →
i just love this town.
“guy walks into a bar. sees the painter franz kline sitting down with a beer and...”
– ART JOKES!
i’m not even mad, this is just silly.
machinarium? more like from-my-brainium! →
i want to live here.
“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved...”
– Maurice Sendak (via hannahletourneau)
petition to save yo gabba gabba →
juliavickerman: Things are looking grim for the future of Yo Gabba Gabba. Even if you don’t really care too much about the program, the fact that you follow this blog means that you maybe like ME, so please take a second and sign this petition.
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we gotta stick together y’all
from mesongs
by kamau brathwaite:
XXIV for Barbara at Devizes And suddenly you was talking trees fall black with birds behind the hill and green as grass fly off into the sun o blinding girl the whole cathedral crash at your back
