Nathan McLaughlin wants to show you something.
This record cover does everything right.
Sharehole
Nat Cromlech's Olde Tyme Sharehole
Я очень рад, ведь я, наконец, возвращаюсь домой (via RealPapaPit)
A perfect soundtrack for this gloriously sunny day.
My belt holds my pants up, but the belt loops hold my belt up. So which one is the real hero?
Mitch Hedberg
(via the thought experiment)
Because behind the songs, it’s really a slender book of short stories—written by different writers, but all about the same fucked-up shithole of a town. In which a handful of broken people drift through bad jobs and worse relationships, shielding old bruises and avoiding eye contact while privately nursing the last couple ambitions nobody’s figured out how to beat finally out of them.
Merlin Mann, writing here about The Wrens, craftily decants the near-crippling heartbreak of my small town.
Supercute! humored me last night by singing a “radio edit” of Flower by Liz Phair.
Wow. Such a nice job with the SFW lyrics.
Everything you ever wanted
Everything you ever thought of
Is everything I’ll do with you
I’ll like your friends and family too
I am fairly fit due to regularly thinking about jogging and I once performed a jumping jack. It was unintentional and involved a spider on the bath mat but still counts. I am also experienced in self defence and recently built a moat.
Protecting the community from burglars, murderers and blogs
I’m sure that everyone and their brother and siter and aunt and uncle are reading the correspondence of David Thorne regularly, but just in case, follow that link and explore.
Trial of a sow and pig
Mostly Forbidden Zone is your consistent source of ideas for album titles and t-shirts and poems and band names.
Grande Days (via catshitty)
“… at the psychedelic ballroom …”
