Remembering how as a kid whenever me and my mom went through a supermarket checkout I would rearrange all the items in the impulse-buy racks (candy, magazines, etc.) to be perfectly evenly distributed, and it was only like a year ago I even stopped to ask if I had been autistic
A reminder that popular music getting really about teenage sexuality in the 1960s was not confined to rock & roll. Neil Diamond’s 1967 “Girl, You’ll Be a Woman Soon” is maybe the best remembered but not remotely the only period ballad on a “let me draw attention to how you’re not yet a grown adult while I seduce you” theme. And thats remembered from radio play as a single, lounge singers’ natural habitat was lounges.
“A dance floor with a DJ” was not a norm for nightclubs until the “discotheque” of the 1970s, and much as many big rap, goth, and electronic “club hits” never saw on-air promotion, “what people were listening to in the 1960s” was not just a matter of radio airplay
We here at Sylph Co. are proud to announce the opening of an official tumblr account. By manufacturing and distributing Pokéballs and Trainer Acessories, we’re not just selling supplies, we’re selling connections between people and pokémon
It’s a good summary of Taylor Swift’s balancing of the spectacular and the everyday relatable; the specific way her care for female autonomy manifests; and her control of her entire image-making apparatus for her own ends that the current Look she has all her style team lined up behind is basically “mid-30something woman Who Fucks”
Huh, it’s for a script she wrote herself, that has promise.
(And it retrospectively shows that her expansion of All Too Well into a 14-minute version with an accompanying short film was essentially an audition to prove herself)
(Recall that she essentially became a performer and a celebrity in service of getting her writing produced)
Huh, it’s for a script she wrote herself, that has promise.
(And it retrospectively shows that her expansion of All Too Well into a 14-minute version with an accompanying short film was essentially an audition to prove herself)
Much like last year (if at somewhat smaller scale) I come into December freaking out at the stuff I have to do before deadlines only to realize that once I get past brain issues (like, from literal viral infection of the thinking organ) that make forward planning hard, my expectations and timelines had been set for the old, debilitatingly anxious personality and with the new personality just pragmatically and unhesitatingly doing stuff every day, it’s actually kinda trivial
70 years ago if you were writing a song to be recorded and wanted there to be a steady drum beat in it you would hire a professional drummer and bring them to a recording studio. And then drum machines were invented and suddenly you can just tell a machine to provide the best but the effect it had on music wasn’t that drummers went out of business but that more people could had “drums” to their songs and even if it isn’t and wouldn’t ever be exactly the same as using a live drummer one of the biggest impacts it had was making music much more accessible to produce and create for people that couldn’t otherwise afford it but had creative ideas in their head and that’s why early hip hop music has so much electronic sounds in it
This one is pissing me off because there’s cheese in it. I’m not sure there’s a period of Chinese dynastic history wherein the type of dudes likely to be having rap battles would also have been familiar with hard cheese. There’d be political fucking implications to that. Fermented dairy products were often seen as uncivilized foods, and were associated in particular with northern “barbarian” cuisine (see: <lactose intolerance in Eurasia>), whereas competitive poetry was viewed as a civilized and scholarly pastime appropriate to civil servants and courtiers. Mentioning cheese in a verse which also references the heavens could be seen as an effort to legitimize the presence of these dangerous foreign elements within Chinese society, and, thus, as seditious. If dairy were to become a common theme in rap battles, it might be viewed as a dangerous sign of poor morale and defeatist thinking among the literati. “Emperor, we have got to move the capital to the south. The scholars are rapping about cheese. It’s all falling apart.”
Realizing in retrospect that all along a good chunk of hetero-identified guys were in fact bi I guess gives me some sympathy for gay guys trying to kick shit off by trawling straight stuff in the old craigslist casual encounters section
im sure this has been discussed literally millions of times but its crazy that there’s a central character in fiddler on the roof whose name is pronounced “laser wolf”
Badger meowing at me for food starting an hour before his dinner time has become so ritualized and he’s so confident I’ll give it to him anyway that he barely bothers to meow anymore, just in a half-assed quotative way
So a nice little old lady down the block was so grateful for me collecting all the street leaves to dump on Strawberry Ridge she got me a nice card and tin of “Mediterranean sweets”.
It continues to be funny to me that the work that started with me trying to make the view out my window less ugly and weedy and even now consists in terraforming a piece of publicly owned land to my liking has apparently made me some sort of local hero of civic betterment
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