a peculiar, poetry loving little thing

December 4, 2009
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sociallydriven:

jhnmyr:

I’ve been thinking of a way to say thank you for making Battle Studies such a huge success out of the gate… I’ve also been thinking of a way to use tumblr as a means of posting some more substantial stuff… So here’s a very raw, live solo version of “Edge of Desire” I just recorded in my apartment as a way to show my gratitude to you all for extending my time in this amazing career you’ve helped me build.

I think if you were kind enough to spent the 13 bucks, you should get some free music for the next good while.

So here it is. A song about late night longing recorded at 3am. iPhone dinging in the background and all…(that’s how I knew the take was going to be worth sticking with, as the best takes always get interrupted.)

Thank you.

More to come…

John

Download http://bit.ly/4Igzxc

 this made my morning. beautiful.

December 3, 2009
“of all the Charlie Browns in the world, you’re the Charlie Browniest.”
I can’t believe they’re selling these :)

“of all the Charlie Browns in the world, you’re the Charlie Browniest.”

I can’t believe they’re selling these :)

December 2, 2009

this restlessness...where does it come from?

I am listless for no good reason. argh.

December 2, 2009
fuckyeahdetroit:

apocalypsedetroit:

d e t r o i t (via n.elle)


stand up.

fuckyeahdetroit:

apocalypsedetroit:

d e t r o i t (via n.elle)

stand up.

December 2, 2009
okayplayer:

SLUM VILLAGE - VILLA MANIFESTO ARTWORK & DA VILLA CHRONICLES PT 1

<—-can’t wait
December 2, 2009

note to self: you might as well go to work if you're just going to feel guilty for staying home.

smh.

everything felt tedious today tho! I just didn’t wanna get up.

December 2, 2009
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Danny! feat. Peace-Fly

December 2, 2009
One day, I don’t know which, I found myself in this world, having lived unfeelingly from the time I was evidently born until then. When I asked where I was, everyone misled me, and they contradicted each other. When I asked them to tell me what I should do, they all spoke falsely, and each one said something different. When in bewilderment I stopped on the road, everyone was shocked that I didn’t keep going to no one knew where, or else turn back—I, who’d woken up at the crossroads and didn’t know where I’d come from. I saw that I was on stage and didn’t know the part that everyone else recited straight off, also without knowing it. I saw that I was dressed as a page, but they didn’t give me the queen, and blamed me for not having her. I saw that I had a message in my hand to deliver, and when I told them that the sheet of paper was blank, they laughed at me. And I still don’t know if they laughed because all sheets are blank, or because all messages are to be guessed.
Fernando Pessoa
December 2, 2009

the hours between 5 pm and 8 am

(monday thru friday)

what happens to them?

that narrow span of time unsold, those hours of freedom (to spend however I see fit)…

seems like they’re over before I know it :-\

December 1, 2009
So many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.
Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland
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