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I wish I had a socket set, to dismantle this morning

Mar 11

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I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.

It’s a Neruda kind of an evening.

_You_ know what I mean.

Mar 11

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I love that there are a whole crop of “credible” bands now citing the Gin Blossoms as an influence. This video totally makes me want to go on vacation to the 90s though.

robotandproud:

xlauriex:

fuckyeahhenryrollins:reparations:
out of step with the world

Inspirational

A conversation about music, specifically of the punk variety with a co-worker/Muse fan made this picture even more relevant that usual. I don’t want to be a teenager about this, but dude - regular people ! …
Mar 09

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robotandproud:

xlauriex:

fuckyeahhenryrollins:reparations:

out of step with the world

Inspirational

A conversation about music, specifically of the punk variety with a co-worker/Muse fan made this picture even more relevant that usual. I don’t want to be a teenager about this, but dude - regular people ! …

Mar 08

Hyperlink

Mar 02

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Feb 24

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sweethomestyle:

(via iampirate)
Feb 24

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merlin:

baileygenine:

biorhythmist:suitep:


(via)

Swoon
Feb 24

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robotandproud:

Cristy Road - inspiring, talented and beautiful
Feb 21

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robotandproud:

Cristy Road - inspiring, talented and beautiful

Feb 20

“Quote”

“Jawbreaker, “Chesterfield King”
Viewed through the lens of all the lame emo that’s followed it, Jawbreaker’s “Chesterfield King” seems kind of quaint. But the song—a lone, bright gem amid all the sludge and glumness of the band’s 1992 album Bivouac—is the prime example of Black Schwarzenbach’s emerging literary bent, which the singer-guitarist would perfect on Jawbreaker’s next two discs. With plainspoken yet vivid lucidity, Schwarzenbach opens the story in medias res, with himself and a female friend on the brink of romantic revelation. Fear chases him out of her house, after which he shares a smoke and a beer with a homeless woman outside a 7-11. Emboldened by the moment—and the bracing caress of autumn air, this being emo and all—he races back to his girl’s house to seal the deal, poetically and inconclusively, of course. Lines like “I took my car and drove it down the hill by your house / I drove so fast” might sound a little too much like an, um, dashboard confessional, but “Chesterfield King” remains a perfect, roughhewn chunk of prose sunk into one of the catchiest punk tunes of all time.”

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