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oldhollywood: Thurl Ravenscroft - You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch...

Thu, 24 Dec 2009 10:01:00 -0800

Thurl Ravenscroft - You’re a Mean One, Mr. Grinch (via How the Grinch Stole Christmas, 1966)

Stink. Stank. Stunk.

I NEVER KNEW THAT WAS THURL RAVENSCROFT!!!!! (He’s best known as Tony the Tiger from Kellogs!) I love him endlessly!

doctorplease: (via there is sun in my eyes) oh sister of my...

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 19:48:00 -0800

doctorplease:

(via there is sun in my eyes)

oh sister of my soul

if you only knew how i missed your guidance and your kindness

truly, right now, i needed this.

i am weeping.

[Mahler] Symphonies

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 18:53:18 -0800

Symphony No. 1, “Titanic,” for orchestra with contrabass obbligato and Klezmer Band, a bagel and some lox. Oh, and a pickle maybe.

Symphony No. 2, “Reanimation,” for orchestra, choir, 3–5 adjacent churches, really big organ, undead vocal soloists, trumpetist who shows up late for the gig and has to play off-stage and two woolly mammoths flanking the stage.

Symphony No. 3, “Who Let the Horns Out,” for orchestra, unchained trombone soloist, boy band choir, “ding-dong” chorus, typewriter and stenographer, 4 Austrian mountains in surround, and whoever has two hours to spare.

Symphony No. 4, “Sleigh Ride,” for orchestra, out-of-tune violin, and sugar-high soprano doubling religious gourmet chef.

Symphony No. 5, “Has More Than Just the Slow Movement,” for trumpet, French horn, hearse, harp and back-up band.

Symphony No. 6, “Angsty,” for orchestra, cowbell, and OMFG scary hammer. Order of the movements may change without notice.

Symphony No. 7, “Goodnight, Moon,” for mandolin, guitar, long thin metallic hanging tubes, barbershop quartet and orchestra.

Symphony No. 8, “Symphony of 6.0221415×10²³,” for the entire population of Western Europe, the New Zealand National Aboriginal rugby team plus full orchestra.

Symphony No. 8.5, for orchestra, penguins and solo banjo.

Symphony No. 8.7, “Procrastination,” for orchestra.

Symphony No. , “I Don’t Wanna Die!”, for very paranoid composer and orchestra.

Symphony No. , “Oops”, for orchestra, composer who never did primary School maths,King_N00bert, Bongo Drums, Russian Goldfish, andGreen Day.

Das Lied der Erde, a.k.a. The Lying Earth, for deadChinese poets, drunken tenor, lonely contralto, and sheepish orchestra.

Symphony No. 9, “Inevitable,” for orchestra, with a nice harp part and apologetic love notes to, and written by, Alma (to be read privately by the conductor but not played).

Symphony No. 10, “Unfinis…” (also known as “Not Number Ten”) of which only the first movement is played.^[1] Completion by Alma Mahler in Gustav’s handwriting; official completion by a ragtag team of forensic musicologists lead by Detective Deryck Cooke (new season this fall on NBC, replacing ER)

SO. GOOD.

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 17:26:49 -0800

SO. GOOD.

theindiehippie: (via dirtylittlestylewhore)

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 11:17:27 -0800

theindiehippie:

(via dirtylittlestylewhore)

carlyvous: yearslater: Intentionally Left Blank

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 11:06:06 -0800

carlyvous:

yearslater:

Intentionally Left Blank

andbreathe: (via thechocolatebrigade)

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 09:30:38 -0800

andbreathe:

(via thechocolatebrigade)

"There are two kinds of sex, classical and baroque. Classical sex is romantic, profound, serious,..."

Wed, 23 Dec 2009 00:23:49 -0800

“There are two kinds of sex, classical and baroque. Classical sex is romantic, profound, serious, emotional, moral, mysterious, spontaneous, abandoned, focused on a particular person, and stereotypically feminine. Baroque sex is pop, playful, funny, experimental, conscious, deliberate, amoral, anonymous, focused on sensation for sensation’s sake, and stereotypically masculine. The classical mentality taken to an extreme is sentimental and finally puritanical; the baroque mentality taken to an extreme is pornographic and finally obscene. Ideally, a sexual relation ought to create a satisfying tension between the two modes (a baroque idea, particularly if the tension is ironic) or else blend them so well that the distinction disappears (a classical aspiration).”

- Ellen Willis (via smut-to-go)

Germany's Got Talent

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 13:33:00 -0800

Germany's Got Talent

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Tue, 22 Dec 2009 12:54:42 -0800

(via ironswan)

doctorplease: whirbangsigh: I want to marry this woman.. Oh...

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 12:44:20 -0800

doctorplease:

whirbangsigh:

I want to marry this woman..

Oh my gosh. I…am in such awe.

Ukraine’s Got Talent is such a bizarre and awesome show.

ironswan: Christmas present from Daichi, your favourite teenage...

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 12:32:09 -0800

ironswan:

Christmas present from Daichi, your favourite teenage Japanese beatboxer.

oh SNAP.

@geetarooman

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 11:14:21 -0800

carlyvous:

“amber fists” by cable car is absolutely beautiful. holy shamolians, i’m rendered speechless.

WAIT WAIT WAIT YOU SAY “HOLY SHAMOLIANS” TOO?????? We must talk. I’ve never heard anyone else say it!? WHAT DOES IT MEEEEAAAAN???

parachuteshark: (via thebastardzacharypearse) A+ A+ A+ A+ A+

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 11:13:22 -0800

parachuteshark:

(via thebastardzacharypearse)

A+ A+ A+ A+ A+

"Germany has declared war on Russia. Swimming in the afternoon."

Tue, 22 Dec 2009 10:58:16 -0800

“Germany has declared war on Russia. Swimming in the afternoon.”

- Franz Kafka’s diary, August 2, 1914 (via symphonyno2ineminor) (via parachuteshark)

parachuteshark: nedhepburn:(via theteenagers)

Mon, 21 Dec 2009 11:32:33 -0800

parachuteshark:

nedhepburn:(via theteenagers)

smut-to-go: Yes please. oh em gee i love this hair

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 11:31:01 -0800

smut-to-go:

Yes please.

oh em gee i love this hair

"A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January..."

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 18:23:20 -0800

“A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that thousands of people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. Three minutes went by and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried up to meet his schedule. A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping continued to walk. A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work. The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk turning his head all the time. Every single time a child walked past, he or she tried to stop and watch. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on. In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition. No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written with a violin worth 3.5 million dollars. Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston and the seats average $100. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of an social experiment about perception, taste and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context? One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be: if we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?”

- risely-evan (via thesemightysecrets)

endofmarch: Labyrinth (1986) (via Endofmarch)

Sat, 19 Dec 2009 12:25:11 -0800

endofmarch:

Labyrinth (1986)

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Fri, 18 Dec 2009 22:00:00 -0800

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