"Brands are part of our lives. To say they don't belong in academia is unrealistic." —Brand names belong in standardized tests "because they are part of the world students inhabit."
Can you guess what line the New York Times calls "the city’s sorriest little railroad"? If you have ever been on it (or, more likely, waited with increasing exasperation before finally uttering a "Fuck this"—the volume of which proved shocking even to yourself—and heading back upstairs to search for any viable means of transportation, rather than the theoretical situation from which you just departed in a rage) you probably can.
Beastie Boys + Link Wray + Friday = play. Solved. [Via]
"On Sunday pot smokers will gather across the US to mark what has become a hallowed date in their calendar – 4/20, or 20 April – by smoking marijuana, possibly at 4:20pm."
We walk about the streets of this city rubbing shoulders with ghosts, and sometimes they are raised up and flicker in front our eyes, wailing "Remember me," before they are condemned to disappear once again. Then the giant glass towers and frozen yogurt shops move in.
It seems like it is always reissue time, but here is news of a return engagement that is very worthwhile: "Intoxicated Man (1995) and Pink Elephants (1997) are Mick Harvey’s interpretations of the songs of legendary singer, songwriter and poet Serge Gainsbourg and are the first major works translating Gainsbourg’s infuential work from French to English. The double CD collection will include two unreleased tracks, 'Dr Jekyll' and 'Run From Happiness.'" I was there when this happened the first time, and the claims made for these records are true: They really did inspire interest in Gainsbourg in a lot of people who had never heard of him before. [...]
Some of the better coverage of the life of Gabriel García Márquez, who died yesterday at the age of 87, can be found here in the Guardian. The New Yorker also has a few pieces that are worth your time.
People always focus on the "guilty" part of "guilty pleasure," but let's not forget that the next word is "pleasure." I mean, pretty much all pleasure contains a certain amount of guilt anyway, right? It does for me at least. Anyway, apropos of nothing, here's a song from Chromeo with the guy from Vampire Weekend.
"In a world where we have this many channels and every channel has a docu-soap about some outrageous personality who lives unapologetically and sort of yells at us, as television viewers… This was just the opposite. This one allows you to watch and just sit back and relax. Not in a boring way but in a really 'that’s different' sort of way. It allows you to breathe." —Will "slow TV" catch on in America? Sure, why the hell not.
Now THAT is how you do a lyric video. [Via]
"Portland, Oregon is flushing 38 million gallons (143 million liters) of drinking water down the drain because a 19-year-old man urinated in an open reservoir early on Wednesday morning, city water officials said." —There's a much-repeated maxim in the blogging business that, "[W]hen you get to the point where all the 'people in Portland urinating into reservoirs' stories start to blend together, it is time to retire," so while it has been a pleasure spending this time with you I must take my leave, because I have an appointment [...]
"NYC is gross," says the person who posted this video of a man shucking oysters on the N train. The gross part for me is that my immediate response was, "Ugh, what is he trying to promote?" I wish we all still lived in a time where people were just weird and unaware of how their weirdness played out to those around them instead of trying to go viral or whatever. [Via]
"In general, new modes of travel, improved health and longevity, and the ability to travel through time ranked highest on the list of futuristic inventions Americans would like to have, the researchers said."
"After her companion was moved away, Sijia the panda became lonely and depressed so zoo staff have provided her with her own TV. When Sijia's companion, Meixi, was moved away from their zoo in China last week, the zoo keepers noticed her becoming depressed and not eating properly. So on Monday, worried staff at the Yunnan Wild Animal Park moved in some new company for the lonely panda – a new television."
“Jesus is an awesome guy. When Pontius Pilate said: ‘They say you’re the son of God. If you’re the son of God tell me.’ Jesus was like: ‘I know who I am, bitch.’”
I think I might like the idea of a single-serving site dedicated to just a song and its lyrics better than I like the concept in practice? Like, maybe you are doing a song as a whole a disservice by hanging its lyrics out there as the only thing for the eye to focus on, particularly if they are not strong enough to stand on their own and the visual aesthetic is already kind of "high school poetry journal." HOWEVER, when the song is by Lykke Li I can make no complaints, because [...]
This is just so pretty, and so soothing, and so, I dunno, centering. If you're having a rough start to the morning give this a couple of minutes and let yourself start again. I really think it might work. [Via]