March 2010
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WatchWatch
thedailywhat: Stop What You’re Doing And Listen The Hell Out Of This of the Day: The xx and Biggie Smalls, together at last in wait what’s epic re-mix tape, the notorious xx. See Also: The music video for “juicy-r (Juicy x VCR).” [thanks jpv!]
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My Top 5 Artists (Week Ending 2010-3-28) →
Nurses (24) The Morning Benders (24) Yo La Tengo (24) Why? (18) MGMT (17) Imported from Last.fm Tumblr by JoeLaz
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"That was my great plan."
Cher Marcel,  Allo. I am Oskar’s mom. I have thought about it a ton, and I have decided that it isn’t obvious why Oskar should go to French lessons, so he will no longer be going to go to see you on Sundays like he used to. I want to thank you very much for everything you have taught Oskar, particularly the conditional tense, which is weird. Obviously, there’s no need to call...
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Holy shit.
unicornology: okayjokesover: indierawk: chronicdissatisfaction: daieny: ohsusquehanna Open these two links one after another in a new tab. Don’t visit them, just listen. Link 1, Link 2 This is spectacular. This almost makes me want it to rain. Almost.
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RADIOBUTT →
IS BACK UP WHY DID SOMEONE NOT TELL ME SOONER AJFIEO;ANDKLSAO;K YAY!
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Cuerpo de Mujer | Body of Woman
Body of woman, white hills, white thighs, you look like the world in your attitude of giving. My savage peasant body plows through you and makes the son surge from the depths of the earth. I went alone as a tunnel. Birds fled from me, I was invaded by the power of the night. To survive myself I forged you like a weapon, like an arrow in my bow, like a stone in my sling. But the hour of revenge...
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Tina Chang | Birth of a Poem →
AUDIO SLIDESHOW: Tina Chang, poet laureate of Brooklyn and new mother, aligns the birth of her baby boy with the birth of her poems. Really lovely! My child was once a thought and he had no name, locked in the stall of my making. The child was housed inside me for a long time, held still in water, his limbs floating on a screen, fingerprints intricate as aerial maps.
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picked lemons from the yard and made some yummy...
is it summer yet? geeeeez
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Q.
why can’t i just go to bed like all the other humans?
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“The feeling that he was near the conclusion of his life was an instinctive...”
– Willa Cather, The Professor’s House
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Noice.
Apropos of Denise’s post: ODDSAC was startlingly disturbing. It’s Animal Collective, so of course I was expecting something warped and psychedelic, but the “visual album” erred much more on the side of slasher flick on acid than exuberant romp through nature. Avey Tare and Geologist acted as ushers and looked visibly fed up with the publicity hoops they had to jump...
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