I see that I am a little piece of a big, big universe, and that makes it right.
In the last 9 months, I learned more and changed more than I ever expected. Accordingly, I also made quite the journey when it comes to musical taste. Here are 20 tracks that mark my evolution.
This is mostly for personal use/reference, but enjoy.
Bon Iver - Michicant
Searching for an inner clout, may not take another bout
Grimes - Genesis
Holding on / I am a vagabond
Frank Ocean - Thinkin Bout You
Got a fighter jet, I don’t get to fly it, though
Sufjan Stevens - Sleeping Bear, Sault Saint Marie
Ran to the top and got scared / Of what I could see
The Avalanches - Since I Left You
Since I left you / I found the world so new
Doomtree - Bolt Cutter
If only the stars were close enough we would paint them
Modest Mouse - 3rd Planet
The universe is shaped exactly like the earth / If you go straight long enough you’ll end up where you were
Purity Ring - Crawlersout
They’ll weave their own souls / into the frame to grow their foliage in
Alt-J - Dissolve Me
She makes the sound the sea makes, knee-deep in the north sea
The Microphones - I Want Wind To Blow
I have no head to hold in grief
TNGHT - Higher Ground
Reaching for higher ground
Rustie - Cry Flames
“For me, all music conveys movement. That’s one of the things that makes it possible; it’s always evolving. Just depends on how fast it is.”
Baths - Lovely Bloodflow
Get me so red, you wanna / ruffle these feathers
Sufjan Stevens - Springfield, Or Bobby Got A Shadfly Caught in His Hair
I’m not about to stick my grave with an / apron and a bucket of plans, never ever
Youth Lagoon - Seventeen
Don’t stop imagining, the day that you do is the day that you die
The Flaming Lips - Do You Realize??
You realize that life goes fast / It’s hard to make the good things last
Mount Kimbie - Made To Stray
Made to stray around rough coasts / When grace is close to home
Get Lucky - Daft Punk
We’ve come too far / To give up who we are
Francois Virot - Cascade Kisses
Look up, look up / Put a price tag on your misery
Chance The Rapper - Chain Smoker
Oh oh oh, I seen the light, I lost my lighter
Mount Kimbie - You Took Your Time (feat. King Krule)
A pair of green-tinted spectacles is on display in the Monticello Visitors Center. These are believed to have belonged to Thomas Jefferson, although we do not know precisely what he used them for. According to Silvio Bedini, tinted glasses first appeared around 1810. They were not typically used as sunglasses as we might think of them, but “to improve the vision out of doors.”
why is he not depicted wearing these in every portrait
Somebody with art skills please rectify this horrible oversight.
a real american sphinx
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omfg i’m crying at the latest episode of Got because daenerys is listening to this guy and she’s so tired of his bullshit and she looks directly at the camera like she’s in an Office episode
The content of music journalism is rarely as sophisticated as its grammar. Consider this equivocal sentence from EW.com. What initially struck me as incorrect subject/verb agreement (“…a batch…struggle[s]…”) is actually a legitimate dependent clause (“….that struggle to break free…”) modifying the prepositional phrase (“of tracks”) as indicated by the plural pronoun (“their”) and plural image of “prisons.” In other words: EACH TRACK is confined to its OWN GORGEOUS PRISON (perhaps designed by Le Corbusier) with each prison containing a multitude of prison cells from which a multitude of musical ideas STRUGGLE TO BREAK FREE from an egregious BATCH (of MAMMOTH COOKIES?) incarcerating The National’s new album. Did someone say Prison Break!? I have a feeling there will be riots at Barclays. Or a huge bake sale. Thank you grammatical goddess Kory Stamper for the art of diagramming sentences, not yet lost to obsolescence.