mpdrolet:

From Bahnhöfe, 1988
Matthias Hoch

mpdrolet:

From Bahnhöfe, 1988

Matthias Hoch

Reblogged from GreatUnexpectations

mansplainedmarxist:

When I read the New York Times’ “debate” on whether I deserve a living wage

Word.

Reblogged from mansplained marxist
johndarnielle:

formally announcing that I’ll do print ads like this where I’m cuddling books or N64 cartridges, but they have to be full-page and I won’t cuddle Perfect Dark 

johndarnielle:

formally announcing that I’ll do print ads like this where I’m cuddling books or N64 cartridges, but they have to be full-page and I won’t cuddle Perfect Dark 

thenearsightedmonkey:

Part 3 of “On Beyond Literature” by Lynda Barry

johndarnielle:

decorp:

RIP. Had no idea what I was hearing most first listens to his songs. Still have much to digest. Felt like a dude that would always be there.

his music changed my life. at one point in high school, between bootlegs & greatest hits & live albums, I had forty different Lou Reed records. as I see it the important artists are the ones who are true to their visions. seek out Lou’s worst albums, the ones everybody hates: the ones people blame on labels, producers, drugs. hear in them a guy who chased his muse wherever the hell it was headed and bedecked it with garlands every time he had it cornered. we won’t get more Lou Reeds, but please God send us some more Lou Reeds. 

Beautiful. RIP Lou.

johndarnielle:

decorp:

RIP. Had no idea what I was hearing most first listens to his songs. Still have much to digest. Felt like a dude that would always be there.

his music changed my life. at one point in high school, between bootlegs & greatest hits & live albums, I had forty different Lou Reed records. as I see it the important artists are the ones who are true to their visions. seek out Lou’s worst albums, the ones everybody hates: the ones people blame on labels, producers, drugs. hear in them a guy who chased his muse wherever the hell it was headed and bedecked it with garlands every time he had it cornered. we won’t get more Lou Reeds, but please God send us some more Lou Reeds. 

Beautiful. RIP Lou.

benoitp:

  • Visions/Hyper-reality/suburb
  • I went through the neighborhood of my childhood. I made a photographic collection of memories/visions I have of these places and the strange sensation of already-seen suburbs. And a striking feeling, that the reality  are so naturally surreal. I had the urgent need to start photographing these so common place but hide in my head ( first time i return there after i start photography). It was a very confusing and mind-blowing to see a place you already know by memory, But now with news eyes, more educated, more able to see, so this is the result, a small serie of what i spontaneously see, through my mind—eye and finaly through my compact camera

Very much in line with what I can only describe as “my shit”

Reblogged from GreatUnexpectations
johndarnielle:

In the Shadow of the Paws

johndarnielle:

In the Shadow of the Paws