Thunderstorm + vodka + Bon Iver on vinyl = perfection

Give me more of this please, universe.

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portableviva:

Matt Bishop and the Seattle Rock Orchestra / “Girl” (Beatles)
iPhone recording from the Moore Theater, 05.13.12

I cried. Matt is why I adore Hey Marseilles the way I do.



The Loneliest Whale in the World.
In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:
She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.


The Loneliest Whale in the World.

In 2004, The New York Times wrote an article about the loneliest whale in the world. Scientists have been tracking her since 1992 and they discovered the problem:

She isn’t like any other baleen whale. Unlike all other whales, she doesn’t have friends. She doesn’t have a family. She doesn’t belong to any tribe, pack or gang. She doesn’t have a lover. She never had one. Her songs come in groups of two to six calls, lasting for five to six seconds each. But her voice is unlike any other baleen whale. It is unique—while the rest of her kind communicate between 12 and 25hz, she sings at 52hz. You see, that’s precisely the problem. No other whales can hear her. Every one of her desperate calls to communicate remains unanswered. Each cry ignored. And, with every lonely song, she becomes sadder and more frustrated, her notes going deeper in despair as the years go by.

(Source: erickimberlinbowley, via dreamhampton1)

Looking for Unicorn - 25 (Fargo)

Dear Unicorn,

Hi. I’ve been waiting for you. I realize that I need to be patient and stop looking so hard for you to cross my path. Whoever you are, there’s no doubt in my mine that you’re worth the wait and I will someday look back and laugh at my “single life dramatics”. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve placed the idea of romantic love as the most important piece of life. That being said, I realize that love shifts shapes and that in-spite of me, things change. Experience has taught me that. I’ve been lucky enough to have been in loving relationships, so asking for your presence in my life might be greed or selfish or both. Whatever the case, I’m still looking for you. I imagine you having the biggest heart (bigger than mine), that makes me want to be better. Please don’t make me wait forever, because I will.

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“Hey. Uhh, can I, like, fingerblast you? Or something?”

It is almost summertime, which means it is almost time to throw the xx and Frank Ocean back into my car.

It also means it is time for me to wonder if people actually use the word “fingerblasting”. It is such a weird word. Definitely not something someone should say. Do? Yes. Say? No. We don’t need to drop “fingerblast” in a sentence and make everyone uncomfortable. That will just ruin everything. People know what it is. Seriously, who says fingerblasting…

Have a fingerblasting good summer y’all!

fuckyeah1990s:

The tupac hologram at Coachella…

fuckyeah1990s:

The tupac hologram at Coachella…

"These songs are for nighttime driving, for long exposures of stars circling overhead, for laying roadside, feeling small, for the cold rocks at Big Falls, for Marfa, that weird and beautiful oasis. These songs are about the ambient sides of life."

— Sean Carey

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