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Every day is national dog day, whatever.

Every day is national dog day, whatever.

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I’m not sure about this one.

I’m not sure about this one.

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Javiera Mena - Sufrir (feat. Jens Lekman)

Glad that Iain/parklakespeakers wrote in at Jens Lekman week on OWOB to mention his cameo on this Javiera Mena track. I love that song so much!

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Just an advance warning that it’s been nice knowing y’all!
(I got this yesterday without an actual corresponding infringement notification, but maybe Tumblr just wants to play tough!? I think this relates to the three or four notices I got over the years for OWOB posts. We’ve actually stopped using mp3 uploads well over a year ago, but there are still like 60 posts from 2012 and 2011 I haven’t gotten to changing yet. It’s just such a pain having to manually edit each post… but apparently that’s all still enough for some hungry industry bots crawling the back pages and sending out notices. What’s funny is that Tumblr mentions “uncontested” notices, but it’s pretty hard to contest them when in these notices Tumblr doesn’t actually tell you either which song nor post nor even blog this relates to. Well, what can you do. Here’s hoping the Tumblr gods don’t strike till I’ve finished scrubbing the archives. If all else fails…  I’m on Twitter!)
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EDIT: 

broken-shoelace said: You don’t need to worry, half the population of Tumblr got this notice last night. It was a mistake in their system.

Turns out it is! Phew…(?)

Just an advance warning that it’s been nice knowing y’all!

(I got this yesterday without an actual corresponding infringement notification, but maybe Tumblr just wants to play tough!? I think this relates to the three or four notices I got over the years for OWOB posts. We’ve actually stopped using mp3 uploads well over a year ago, but there are still like 60 posts from 2012 and 2011 I haven’t gotten to changing yet. It’s just such a pain having to manually edit each post… but apparently that’s all still enough for some hungry industry bots crawling the back pages and sending out notices. What’s funny is that Tumblr mentions “uncontested” notices, but it’s pretty hard to contest them when in these notices Tumblr doesn’t actually tell you either which song nor post nor even blog this relates to. Well, what can you do. Here’s hoping the Tumblr gods don’t strike till I’ve finished scrubbing the archives. If all else fails…  I’m on Twitter!)

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EDIT: 

broken-shoelace said: You don’t need to worry, half the population of Tumblr got this notice last night. It was a mistake in their system.

Turns out it is! Phew…(?)

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Look, there’s something big going on here,” Khanna continued. “The technological change and innovation here is profoundly changing the world. The last page of ‘The Great Gatsby’—I forget the line, about looking at the dock and moving toward the future and all that. The Valley is the representation of what Fitzgerald was writing about, that sense of American promise and exceptionalism.
My Favourite Comedy Is Sillicon Valley And No, I Don’t Mean The HBO Show (pt. 2847)

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The Top Tracks of Pitchfork’s “The 200 Best Tracks of the Decade So Far” I Am Pretty Sure Would Not Even Make My List of “The 200 Best Tracks By This Very Band/Artist So Far”

  • Arcade Fire - Ready to Start
  • The National - Bloodbuzz Ohio
  • Vampire Weekend - Hannah Hunt
  • Beach House - Zebra
  • Grizzly Bear - Sleeping Ute
  • Frank Ocean - Pyramids

Always good fun though. I wonder if those kind of lists might benefit from a one-song-per-artist policy, just to force some diversity. But maybe I’m wrong and this half decade has in fact been dominated by James Blake, Bon Iver and a mediocre Arcade Fire album, who knows.

Kudos to all my friends who blurb’ed!

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Thanks, I guess!?
(Was about to write not sure if perverse dedication or dedicated perversity when I realized this is literally in comment to “Five Years”, the Bowie song, so I guess this is now more about me not getting a joke…)

Thanks, I guess!?

(Was about to write not sure if perverse dedication or dedicated perversity when I realized this is literally in comment to “Five Years”, the Bowie song, so I guess this is now more about me not getting a joke…)

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Françoise Hardy – La Maison où J’ai Grandi 

Mes amis me demandaient: “Pourquoi pleurer?” et “Couvrir le monde vaut mieux que rester. Tu trouveras toutes les choses qu’ici on ne voit pas, toute une ville qui s’endort la nuit dans la lumière.” Quand j’ai quitté ce coin de mon enfance, je savais déjà que j’y laissais mon cœur. Tous mes amis, oui, enviaient ma chance,mais moi, je pense encore à leur bonheur…

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totallymorgan:

Hey. My friend Francis Cranston tagged me to pour boiling water all over myself which somehow helps crohn’s or something. I don’t know! Internet!

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Crazy Radical Idea for a New Major TV Drama

We enter an unspecified but impeccably detailed and gorgeously shot location in period America. Cut to ruggedly handsome white male protagonist evading the admiring glances of a number of subordinate females, acting casually unaware of his own all-encompassing magnificence. We follow our Great White American Hero, showered in acclaim and financial riches, in a multitude of professional situations where he gets to display his genius in an extremely callous and authoritative manner. Just as the audience begins to suspect this wonderboy truly has it all, we see hero dude entering into an establishment of questionable reputation (possibly: a brothel!?), suggesting a dark and mysterious past unknown even to those closest to him, as if to say “oh the cruelty of the gods to place all these unimaginable terrors on this precious martyr; what of his nobility, his endurance at gifting his brilliance to the world!” and to rem—

JUMP-CUT to tertiary character #7 stepping forward to address a gathering of the collected co-workers, friends and family of dude hero: 

"Guys, guys! You know what I just realized? That protagonist dude is a total asshole. Like, what the fuck? Let’s never hang out with him ever again. Fuck that guy.

Seriously, think about it. How is it not majorly fucked up we tolerate this raging sociopath no matter the destruction he leaves in his wake, just so he can cling onto some misguided notion of bestowing his individual wonderfulness upon the world? That is just wrong. Like, does anyone here really believe it’s miraculous flashes of genius that makes things happen, and not supportive and caring team-work, and the diligent performance of lots and lots of unspectacular and often tedious minor tasks? So why are we so desperate to help him keep up his illusion? It’s not like our collective well-being and ultimately also success isn’t so much more hinged on us functioning as a caring unit than that idiot’s shine rubbing off on us by proximity.

Like, there are no cookies for being aware of your own asshole-ish behavior. I mean, you’re kind of *a worse* person for being an asshole despite knowing better. Like, if you are terrible to others because it aids you in some twisted way, then fuck you. Let’s not indulge him or any other assholes anymore. Let’s just stop.”

Fade to black and "Why Can’t We Be Friends?" playing on a loop for the remaining thirty-five minutes of the episode, and the entirety of all episodes thereafter, six seasons in a row.

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