not the kind

 

SR

 

while takk… is a exhibits a mastery of the slow-burn rock n’ roll song,
(  ) is a masterful exercise in strictly exhibiting mood and pathos in music

i would say that they are equally impressive
although I do prefer takk… 

valtari is fairly weak because it attempts to exchange form and percussion for an excess of heart, therefore it fails where (  ) succeeded
it also fails because it ends with three instrumentals, therefore sacrificing overall structure

 

does your heart still beat?
does your heart still beat?

 

 

 

 

Computerwelt

 

kraftwerk’s computer world so fucking good

 

 

das Wochenende

 

two households both alike in dignity
except that one is proud and one displeased

 

 

8:19 on a wednesday evening

 

listening to m. ward

it is like fucking city of women in this coffee shop right now

i am 26 years old.

 

some things that happened in 1977 (or, how to not work on your thesis)

marquee moon
rumours
the idiot
trans-europe express
death of a ladies’ man
low
the clash 

star wars
annie hall
eraserhead
that obscure object of desire

 

 

we couldn’t stop the sparks

 

man i just feel really shitty
i am listening to the antlers’ “corsicana” on repeat
goddamnit
actually i am just going to watch shame again

 

Philip Roth on the act of writing

From The Anatomy Lesson:

“It may look to outsiders like the life of freedom—not on a schedule, in command of yourself, singled out for glory, the choice apparently to write about anything. But once one’s writing, it’s all limits. Bound to a subject. Bound to make sense of it. Bound to make a book of it. If you want to be reminded of your limitations virtually every minute, there’s no better occupation to choose. Your memory, your diction, your intelligence, your sympathies, your observations, your sensations, your understanding—never enough. You find out more about what’s missing in you than you really ought to know. All of you an enclosure you keep trying to break out of. And all the obligations more ferocious for being self-imposed.”

 

cool

 
i wish my parents didnt make me feel like i am going to fail in society the second i get my masters degree