Apparently, that’s all you need.  Word.

So I’m still stuck on good ol’ Kubrick. My objet d’obsession for now.  Just finished watching Full Metal Jacket, and it really sent me into a contemplative mood, especially in regards to the concept of the Duality of Man, which was seemingly a central theme of the film [one of them at least].  […]

Stanley Kubrick’s Lolita, 1962

I want a pedicure now. Delicious.

A few [brilliant] quotes from the mastermind himself:
“I’ve got a peculiar weakness for criminals and artists, neither takes life as it is. Any tragic story has to be in conflict with things as they are.”
“I don’t think that writers or painters or filmmakers function because they […]

…I’m stunned, it’s not raining.
LCD Soundsytem, Someone Great, 2007

10-another-day
Another Sunday down in the books.

Now who on earth could have possibly thunk up such “staggering genius,” as taking Hitler’s rejected art school paintings, and “annihilating” them with such hippie psychedelia as rainbows, floating lovehearts and smiley faces?  Why… none other than those crazy motherfuckers, the Chapman Brothers, Jake and Dinos Chapman, specifically.  If you’re not familiar with these two […]

04-undertaker
Sundays are meant for lovers

Makeout Forest was the best place for making out. It had big, green oak trees, lots of benches and soft, dry places to lie down, and streams running through it, making it more private. These were the Privacy Streams. They muffled your sounds and made little boundaries that separated you from all the other people […]

gone are the days
of kaleidoscopic
glittering
miasmas of undulating
forms and colors
now everyday i see
myself on a gray sky
dérive
sliding down the spectrum
of the way the eyes see
silently, violently
drowning
yet, somehow,
graceful
as a proud swan.
with blood and tears
i see her scrawl:
“lonely in the world,
this place can be.”
une poésie de moi, à vous.

Bob Dylan, All I Really Want To Do, 1964
Someone dear to me sent me this song..move, and be moved.