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He wants his tapes and pamphlets back.

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RIP Mark Linkous

1996. As Camper Van Beethoven fans, we dutifully trudged into Minneapolis’ First Avenue to see Cracker, David Lowery’s junky post-Camper band. An even less exciting prospect was the goofily named opener, Sparklehorse. We were making fun of the band’s name until halfway into the first song, when we shut up and listened.

➳ Mar 10 2010 @ 15:53
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If You’re Ever Looking for the “Eject” Button on a French DVD Player

…it’s labeled “La petite mort.”



(Sorry, I’ll just be over here in the corner, keeping my stupid jokes to myself.)

➳ Mar 10 2010 @ 11:38
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“This isn’t war, we don’t have to ration.”

Just some words from that song whose video I can’t stop watching.

➳ Mar 09 2010 @ 23:16
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My Son Just Invented the Ideal Toy for the Young Child of a Cannibal

“Mr. Head”

➳ Mar 08 2010 @ 17:54
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Twitter: The Criterion Collection

What if Twitter… came to life?

We asked some of our friends to film their favorite tweets. We didn’t care how they did it. They could read it. They could act it. They could do it with puppets. Whatever they wanted. The only rules were it had to be a tweet written by someone else and it had to contain the entire tweet and nothing but the tweet.

This is what they gave us.

We hope you enjoy it.

@poeks & @sween

Well done, you two.

➳ Mar 04 2010 @ 16:21
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Merlin’s happy memory sent me back to listen to a past You Look Nice Today episode. From “The Tux Age,” here’s 34 seconds of our vision for the next big trend in music.

➳ Mar 04 2010 @ 15:15
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Hey Jude Flowchart, Japanese Edition
Based on the original English “Hey Jude” flowchart, the Japanese text just says “nanchara kanchara” (“blah blah,” or “something something”) over and over.
Via (by?) expo7000.

Hey Jude Flowchart, Japanese Edition

Based on the original English “Hey Jude” flowchart, the Japanese text just says “nanchara kanchara” (“blah blah,” or “something something”) over and over.

Via (by?) expo7000.

➳ Mar 04 2010 @ 9:27
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I could do this.

I could do this.

➳ Mar 04 2010 @ 0:25
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Hold Your Horses : “70 Million”

PEOPLE HAVING FUN AND MAKING THINGS

My favorite is Freaky Meninas. Watch for it.

Update: a list of all the referenced paintings from Flavorwire.

(via Booooooom)

➳ Mar 01 2010 @ 22:20
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Oh California, even after 4 years, I still feel like I should have to have some sort of visa to live here.

Oh California, even after 4 years, I still feel like I should have to have some sort of visa to live here.

➳ Feb 28 2010 @ 9:40
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Birthday Cake

Birthday Cake

➳ Feb 25 2010 @ 11:18
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Happy birthday, bud.

Happy birthday, bud.

➳ Feb 25 2010 @ 10:53
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quoteI love those Finns, maybe because saying their names is so much fun; also because, well, they’re from Finland, mysterious, exotic, remote, tiny, wacky Finland. Have you heard one Finn talking to another Finn? It’s kind of like Hungarian recorded at 33-1/3 but played at 45.
— Bruce McCall, from Adam Gopnik’s enjoyable piece on Canada and hockey
➳ Feb 25 2010 @ 10:49
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Instruments You Can Play While Driving and Listening to a Tom Waits Album

  1. Air hand saw
  2. Air theremin
  3. Air Mason jar

➳ Feb 22 2010 @ 11:55
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During sex, sometimes things start moving along a little too quickly. When that happens I try the trick that has been handed down through generations of mediocre lovemakers: to prolong the experience, think of something really unsexy. For me, the big problem with this strategy is that by the time it occurs to me to try it, it’s usually too late. The train has already left the station.
Which means that, during the moment of truth, of all the people in the world, the person I’m most likely picturing is someone from the 2001 New York Yankees.

During sex, sometimes things start moving along a little too quickly. When that happens I try the trick that has been handed down through generations of mediocre lovemakers: to prolong the experience, think of something really unsexy. For me, the big problem with this strategy is that by the time it occurs to me to try it, it’s usually too late. The train has already left the station.

Which means that, during the moment of truth, of all the people in the world, the person I’m most likely picturing is someone from the 2001 New York Yankees.

➳ Feb 21 2010 @ 16:46
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