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the desert is the real winter wonderland I suppose ❄️☃❄️
mood: those people who were playing the instruments while the titanic was sinking
Wandering Beasts by John Kenn
Kenn writes and directs television shows for children and when he’s not taking care of his own children, he draws monsters on post-it notes. His own “little window into a different work, made on office supplies.“
putting this all here because this is all so important and it should be illegal that i’m not in the same room as sufjan stevens anymore
last night i saw my precious angel sufjan stevens at long last sing about his misery and fill the theater with his tiny voice, and then close with hotline bling while dancing like the dorky man he is in front of drake’s giant face because he knows exactly what i want to see. and between seeing him in front of me singing the songs so personal to him and so important to me and cracking his voice around the words while his home videos played and the endless “we’re all gonna die” explosion and blue bucket of gold descending into a like 15 minute freaky anxious experimental improv thing ending with him with his face in his hands wiping his tears oh god and everything I have been lifted out of my body and reborn 20 times
“this show is like a funeral. it sucks doing this show every night. sing about death, why did i do this to myself? and yet, i find some kind of transcendence every evening bringing into the universe my misery, sharing it with you, it’s a shared experience. it’s an exchange of energy, it’s an exchange of emotions and sound. it’s so important to do this in public with you and to look out and see the multiplicity of experience, all the faces. the breath, the heartbeat, the life is so important to me, to be a spectator of that. even though you’re watching me, i’m also watching you, and it just keeps me going, keeps me alive.”
YOU PERFECT MAN thank you perfect sufjan
Pink grass field in China enchants tourists
A grass field in Shanghai has become a tourist attraction, due to its special pink color.
The unique color is from the plant muhlenbergia capillaris, more commonly known as pink hair grass. It was planted by a Guangdong businessman to decorate parks and private properties in the city, according to ChinaFotoPress. (Photos taken on Oct 13)
I need this desperately.
Why not imagine things as they could be. Why not idealize. Why not live in the future when the past and present have failed you continually.
fiiiiiirst oooooone
clarinetting with the MWS whAaAaat
A select plate from “Over the Garden Wall; Hard Times at the Huskin’ Bee.” By Patrick McHale.
my entire existence has been worth it if anything because i got to experience the most ridiculous encore with ben folds spontaneously composed with one of the orchestras about dropping out and tossing his drums in the lake at my school 30 years ago and i’m still in disbelief that this was a thing that happened and unfolded right in front of me
i just started playing with a professional wind symphony mostly made up of band directors and college professors including ones i’ve had or known and UH how wacky is that i am just a baby
CHVRCHES | Down Side of Me Maybe you could tell ‘em That you stayed the course Maybe I could tear my view Or maybe I should eat my words You can wrap up your hopes and release them to me You can keep me a drip of the light that you see I’ll believe that you’re all that you said you would be I believe, I believe And tell myself to think forward I will show I believe And hold you up and know that you’re all I see in the light And never do what I used to
hey!! cutting people out of your life with no warning because they hurt your feelings instead of engaging with them is a shitty way to approach human relationships! you can’t just destroy someone’s connection with you because they made you feel bad one time! why on earth would anyone suggest doing this! !!