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fidius:

TIME TO FREAK THE FUCK OUT ABOUT PUMPKIN

time for me to roll my eyes at how much everyone else is freaking the fuck out about pumpkin

pumpkin is gross and it’s the worst part of fall

PUT IT IN THE FUCKIN COFFEE

PUT IT IN THE FUCKIN BEER

IT’S FALL MOTHRA FUCKER
PUMPKIN IN EVERYTHING

Dear pretty lady at Jonathan’s talking about wind instruments in a deep, Katherine Hepburn voice: seriously, you are killing me. Ditch the dude who barely understands dynamics and come listen to Berlioz with me instead.

TIME TO FREAK THE FUCK OUT ABOUT PUMPKIN

This Mortal Coil - Song To The Siren

denholme:

This Mortal Coil - Song To The Siren

"Here I am, waiting to hold you"

It’ll End In Tears (1984)

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noodlenaddle:

familycomputer:

Adrienne Rich

omfg

noodlenaddle:

familycomputer:

Adrienne Rich

omfg

“My deepest impulses are optimistic, an attitude that seems to me as spiritually necessary and proper as it is intellectually suspect. In college and for some time afterward, my education taught me that the supreme imperative was courage to face the awful truth, to scorn the soft-minded optimism of religious and secular romantics as well as the corrupt optimism of governments, advertisers, and mechanistic or manipulative revolutionaries. I learned that lesson well (though it came too late to wholly supplant certain critical opposing influences, like comic books and rock-and-roll). Yet the modernists’ once-subversive refusal to be gulled or lulled has long degenerated into a ritual despair as least as corrupt, soft-minded, and cowardly—not to say smug—as the false cheer it replaced. The terms of the dialectic have reversed: now the subversive task is to affirm an authentic postmodernist optimism that gives full weight to existent horror and possible (or probable) apocalyptic disaster, yet insists—credibly—that we can, well, overcome. The catch is that you have to be an optimist (an American?) in the first place not to dismiss such a project as insane.”

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Ellen Willis, “Tom Wolfe’s Failed Optimism”

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The Cure - Just Like Heaven

youmeatpurgatory:

Why won’t you ever know that I’m in love with you?

My Jimmie Dale Gilmore cover of this song is nearly ready.

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Galaxie 500 - When Will You Come Home

pop-snacking:

Galaxie 500 - When Will You Come Home

My religion demands the reblogging of Galaxie 500.

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femme-queen:

themerrymisnomer:

dynastylnoire:

sistabigtheoriginalpoet:

Big Mama Thornton - Hound Dog

You ain’t nothing but a hound dog (x)

The original FUCK Elvis!

You heard it right. Elvis stole the song from her and got all the credit.

White artists stealing black art and  sterilizing it for white audiences is nothing new. 

….

AND BIG MAMA’S VERSION IS SO MUCH BETTER

This is an unfortunate trend in the history of popular music. Record companies tried to capitalize on the popularity of songs but sanitize them for a white audience. Hence the milquetoast covers of Pat Boone and the like.

This is a Leiber/Stoller song. These two, wrote many of the iconic songs of the early rock era.

In the case of Big Mama Thornton, the duo wrote the song to cater to her talents. Bandleader Johnny Otis introduced them to Thornton and both were very impressed by her voice and stage presence and wanted to do justice to her skills as a performer.

Elvis reportedly was introduced to the song by a Vegas lounge act he saw, Freddie Bell and The Bellboys. Their version was a spoof and the lyrics had been changed to be about a dog instead of a cheating man. It also went from being a blues song to a fast tempo big band number a change that would remain with the Presley cover.

Leiber was irritated by the changes to the song and felt the new lyrics made no sense.

While Presley did grow up in Memphis his use of black signifiers remains a thorny issue for musicologists. He blew up in popularity with covers of popular African-American songs.

Unfortunately, the original artists did not reap the benefits. And this trend of profiting off the work of black entertainers without fairly compensating them is a trend that continues to this day.

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The Pixies - Here Comes Your Man

drawing-bored:

womaninterrupted:

Here Comes Your Man - The Pixies

ARB

drunken college memories.

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cthughalife:

Tell your family members to quit voting for asshats. Tell them that it hurts you! Tell them the truth.


pixienightmaregoddess
:

And these are the men making decisions in women’s health. Fantastic.

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