David Byrne and St. Vincent - The Forest Awakes (Love This Giant)
~~~swagoftheday~~~
this vest is my brother's back when he was a lil pumpkin. the shirt i got for free from a charity clothing drive for a recycled fashion show i was a part of (awks but no one wanted it so like.... um)
~~~musicthing~~~
https://soundcloud.com/onekatejonze/poinciana
(this is really bad but hopefully you can absorb its essence/my good intentions)
~~~ididnt~~~
At this unearthly hour of 1:51 I should be listening to some ambient shit on rdio in a state of semi-consciousness. However, I am not. I am blogging as I listen to some ambient shit on rdio in a state of semi-consciousness. This being said, I hope I can do this strange night justice. Today I attended a meeting for a University of Toronto Newspaper, aptly called The Newspaper. I knew no-one there except my previously-mentioned Tinder acquaintance(?), Grant. And, obviously was a little curious to see what I would be interpreted as in relation to him, being a total stranger to everyone else. Was I his friend? His sister's friend? How did we know each other? Was I an eager, soon-to-be recruit for the great institution of The Newspaper? Turns out, I was none of the above. No one gave me a second glance, and I was immediately embraced by welcoming indifference. I met a whole slew of people who I had to pretend I knew nothing about. It was a very interesting and educational experience. Here were some highlights in unchronological point form since that is all that I am capable of at this moment:
1. this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btV6M2xDe38
bewildered this hasn't gone viral yet. the meme/vine world should be ALL OVER this shit. life is a game, a video game.
2. this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=44f7BewqNqA
apparently the #1 hit single seven years ago in Norway, with the #2 chart-topper being an extended pizza ad. God Bless Norway.
3. THIS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IO6U-nM2rF0
truly atrocious.
~~~streamofsomething~~~
https://soundcloud.com/onekatejonze/poinciana
(this is really bad but hopefully you can absorb its essence/my good intentions)
~~~ididnt~~~
At this unearthly hour of 1:51 I should be listening to some ambient shit on rdio in a state of semi-consciousness. However, I am not. I am blogging as I listen to some ambient shit on rdio in a state of semi-consciousness. This being said, I hope I can do this strange night justice. Today I attended a meeting for a University of Toronto Newspaper, aptly called The Newspaper. I knew no-one there except my previously-mentioned Tinder acquaintance(?), Grant. And, obviously was a little curious to see what I would be interpreted as in relation to him, being a total stranger to everyone else. Was I his friend? His sister's friend? How did we know each other? Was I an eager, soon-to-be recruit for the great institution of The Newspaper? Turns out, I was none of the above. No one gave me a second glance, and I was immediately embraced by welcoming indifference. I met a whole slew of people who I had to pretend I knew nothing about. It was a very interesting and educational experience. Here were some highlights in unchronological point form since that is all that I am capable of at this moment:
1. this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=btV6M2xDe38
bewildered this hasn't gone viral yet. the meme/vine world should be ALL OVER this shit. life is a game, a video game.
2. this:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=44f7BewqNqA
apparently the #1 hit single seven years ago in Norway, with the #2 chart-topper being an extended pizza ad. God Bless Norway.
3. THIS:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IO6U-nM2rF0
truly atrocious.
~~~streamofsomething~~~
Once again I am blogging in the middle of the night. Today made me a little sad, and once again brought me back to my fundamental conflicts: LIKING WHAT I LIKE. You heard correctly. I'm insecure about my tastes, even though I know they're good and I need to strip away every expectation and just do what I want and like what I want. This means deleting all the scummy Nirvana tunes I never listen to off my iTunes (sorry, Nirvana fans, they're great, but I don't need to have 150 of their unlabelled crappy-quality youtube-ripped songs ricocheting around on shuffle just because they're Nirvana and I should like them. YOU KNOW?) Same goes for books and television. If I like to consume fucked-up, obscure media then that's what it's going to be. It's time to watch The Joe Schmoe Show and We Could Be Heroes and just embrace the fact that I love reading plays and classics. For pleasure.
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