So here’s some fun news to wake up to. Chester Bennington, the lead singer of the emotastic Linkin Park is now heading up Stone Temple Pilots after Scott Weiland was kicked out for presumably being too much of an insufferable dick for anyone to handle.
If Tumblr is any indication, the greatest state of being one can achieve is not to be a great scientist or artist or musician or philanthropist or thinker, but to be an attractive person who can act quirky and cute occasionally.
In the first place, white people got no business playing the blues ever! At all! Under any circumstances! Ever, ever, ever! What the fuck do white people have to be blue about? Banana Republic ran out of khakis? The espresso machine is jammed? Hootie and the Blowfish are breaking up? Shit, white people ought to understand their job is to give people the blues, not to get them. And certainly not to sing or play them. I’ll tell you a little secret about the blues: it’s not enough to know which notes to play. You gotta know why they need to be played.
St. Vincent, because St. Vincent.
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Here’s a jaunty 8-bit folk tune. This is the tale of Old Mrs. McGregor, who was killed in the terrible storm.
Smooth is not a good word. It ruins peanut butter and jazz.
There are few things in this world more gleeful than Hiromi Uehara’s face when she plays piano. Plus she attacks the keyboard like a freakin’ Turkish warlord. Phenomenal.
I love online gambling. One time I bought a mattress off of eBay.
New song idea. Some guitar-based stuff centered around 7 and 5.
