February 2012
1 post
January 2012
1 post
November 2011
1 post
October 2011
4 posts
“That Home” Cinematic Orchestra
...
And have we room / for one more folded sunset,...
from Questions of Travel by Elizabeth Bishop.
September 2011
2 posts
“Give me th work and fair pay an I aint askin nothin better. Went over-seas and...”
– Hasley in “Kabnis” published in Cane by Jean Toomer.
And these cowboys all go crazy in the heat.
— “The Backseat” The Gaslight Anthem
August 2011
5 posts
“CHEERS” MUSIC VIDEO TO PREMIERE ON WEDNESDAY
fuckyeahrihanna:
Rihanna tweeted today that the music video for “Cheers (Drink To That)” is finally approved and should premiere on iTunes Wednesday (we’re guessing 08/24). The single is climbing fast on iTunes. Currently around #11. Lets drink to that!
—VIA RihannaDaily
if it ain’t got cr then i ain’t watchin’.
A Hardware Store As Proof of the Existence of God...
I praise the brightness of hammers pointing east like the steel woodpeckers of the future, and dozens of hinges opening brass wings, and six new rakes shyly fanning their toes, and bins of hooks glittering into bees, and a rack of wrenches like the long bones of horses, and mailboxes sowing rows of silver chapels, and a company of plungers waiting for God to claim their thin legs in their...
“Cape Breton Lullaby” sung by the...
fucking goddamn. i thought you were gone forever.
i only went out to smoke.
exactly.
July 2011
5 posts
“I can still hear you laughing,
coming up the rickety stairs.”
– Sink Ships, The Cardinals.
“I watch the evening grow old
And I watch the sun grow tired
Collapsing into...”
– Go Easy, The Cardinals
May 2011
3 posts
My dragonfly, my black-eyed fire, the knives in the kitchen are singing for blood, but we are the crossroads, my little outlaw, and this is the map of my heart, the landscape after cruelty which is, of course, a garden, which is a tenderness, which is a room, a lover saying Hold me tight, it’s getting cold.
Snow and Dirty Rain by Richard Siken (excerpt)
Cherub, thin-legged Southern boy once slept over
singing blues and drinking till he got horny
Wednesday night he gave me his ass I screwed him
good luck he was drunk
Red Cheeked Boyfriends Tenderly Kiss Me Sweet Mouthed by Allen Ginsberg (excerpt)
April 2011
2 posts
“Sleep late, have fun, get wild, drink whiskey and drive fast on empty streets...”
– Hunter S. Thompson
1 tag
March 2011
4 posts
In Paris With You, James Fenton
Don’t talk to me of love. I’ve had an earful And I get tearful when I’ve downed a drink or two. I’m one of your talking wounded. I’m a hostage. I’m maroonded. But I’m in Paris with you. Yes I’m angry at the way I’ve been bamboozled And resentful at the mess I’ve been through. I admit I’m on the rebound And I don’t care where...
“and the stars too they were for you
and you loved them and they loved you
‘til...”
– Funeral, Jt and the Clouds
February 2011
5 posts
“It is difficult for this generation to understand this aristocracy of space...”
– Aldo Leopold, A Sand County Almanac and Sketches Here and There
“The top of the mountain was a great meadow, half a day’s ride across, but...”
– Aldo Leopold, A Sand County Almanac and Sketches Here and There
January 2011
2 posts
1 tag
A Bigmouthed Bar-room Brawler
crimescene:
damn these vampires - the mountain...
October 2010
1 post
September 2010
1 post
August 2010
1 post
“The Universe led us to Tools
and Tools led us to the Universe.”
July 2010
1 post
June 2010
1 post
“He felt - washed clean, healed. He felt if he could just live here he would be...”
– excerpt from Chapter 6, A Solitary Blue by Cyntia Voigt
May 2010
2 posts
Tools house back door →
morethanmiley:
(via ellawentaway)
Holy fucking shit, this is actually the back of the tools house.
I half expected to see Rich stumble out about to throw up. That goddamn whiskey, boy oh boy.
March 2010
2 posts
and if you can’t make it to my final highway rest stop
just stick a harmonica out of a car moving at high speed
February 2010
5 posts
“On a train headed west
I met this kid”
“ONLY FOR YOU AND ME”
December 2009
3 posts
