Kylie Minogue ❤❤❤ David Tennant #doctorwho #kylieminogue...
Kylie Minogue ❤❤❤ David Tennant #doctorwho #kylieminogue #davidtennant #christmas
Who hasn't shot in that hallway? I have before too! Heehee.
Hahahaha no doubt at this point!
suicidewatch: Joy Division "Exercise One" (Peel Sessions) Jan...
Joy Division "Exercise One" (Peel Sessions)
Jan 31st 1979 recorded for the John Peel Show on BBC Radio 1
Thank god for John Peel. Without him, all music is slightly less awesome than it should be. RIP John
aemiliamcmorbid: Probably my favorite shot, it's hard to...
Probably my favorite shot, it's hard to decide, from my newest Zivity set soon to go live.
If you don't have a Zivity account, send your email to my ask and I'll send you a free 30-day trial!
I've shot in that hallway LOL
"Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its..."
"Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It's the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them."-
Brian Eno, 1995
FUCK. YEAH.
beverlyzoey: jedivixen: Beverly it's youuu Its meeeeee...
Beverly it's youuu
Its meeeeee :p !
And it's my photo! Minus my watermark! Grrrr.
Model: Beverly Zoey
Photographer: Tate Hemlock
Audio
yourmidnightman: An old clipping of mine. Wow. Just wow.
An old clipping of mine.
Wow. Just wow.
suicidewatch: The Birthday Party Photos by Paul Rider
The Birthday Party
Photos by Paul Rider
The Birthday Party. Photographer Bernhard Schaub
The Birthday Party. Photographer Bernhard Schaub
suicidewatch: The Birthday Party "King Ink" King Ink feels...
The Birthday Party "King Ink"
King Ink feels like a bug and he hates his rotten shell
"Witness: The Birthday Party, somewhere in London, Winter, 1981. This is the big showcase gig. Lots..."
"Witness: The Birthday Party, somewhere in London, Winter, 1981. This is the big showcase gig. Lots of industry types: publishers, A&R men, general Big Wheels and journalists are going to be in attendance. The rider (alcohol provided in accordance with the contract) is sucked down at soundcheck, these people have no idea who they are dealing with. Afterwards, slightly less endorsed substances come into play. When stage time arrives, three-fifths of the band, myself included, are wasted men. The memories grow hazy at this point, is it shame or adrenaline?
Who knows, fewer care.
I remember Tracy Pew falling flat on his face, his bass exploding in a sub-sonic boom as he and it hit the floor with all the weight of the near unconsciousness. It takes a good minute - a long time in a song - for Tracy to find his drunken feet and locate the song. We begin the next number; the introduction lasts a lifetime: Nick Cave is too busy battling some maniac in the crowd to be bothered singing. The song does start, but it's like we're all in different rooms, not for the first time Mick Harvey and I, extreme stage left and right, just stop playing and look at each other in disbelief. Nick is trying to scale the PA stack, but keeps falling down. Everything is falling down. I'm finding this hard to believe, we are onstage, nominally playing a song and Nick is beating a maniac over the head with the mike stand. The song dies - the hall is filled with the sound of the microphone, in all its reverberated glory, repeatedly smashing someone's skull…
If I stand here, I'm condoning this action, but to walk off would be traitorous, and at a time and a place like this there is no guilt, there are no excuses. It seems to go on forever, I've never seen an audience with their heads in their hands before… it is very, very bad. In my state of chaos I'm first off stage, first in the band room, slumped in a chair, mortally depressed. The door opens and a giant walks in, he is drenched in blood, and I am thinking "Oh my God, has he come to kill?" He's on me then, smiles like he's going to eat me, holds out his massive blood-stained paw and says, "Best gig I ever saw." Shaking my hand, he nearly breaks every bone in my body. This is the musical equivalent to skydiving.
It is essential for all truly great bands to be capable of being the best or worse band on the planet at any given time, because this is not entertainment, it's not about the audience, it's certainly not about adulation; the audience are something to react against, to rage against.
"-
Rowland S. Howard
Commissioned for World Art #19 - 1999
(via yourmidnightman)
Fucking beautiful.
suicidewatch: The Birthday Party "Junkyard" Garbage in Honey
The Birthday Party "Junkyard"
Garbage in Honey
earth-oddity: Various people discussing Rowland's guitar...
Various people discussing Rowland's guitar playing.
It was not gently weeping, it was hurting
God bless Rowland S. Howard
suicidewatch: The Birthday Party "Deep In The Woods" Mutiny in...
The Birthday Party "Deep In The Woods"
Mutiny in Heaven
suicidewatch: The Birthday Party, 1983 Nick Cave and Tracy...
The Birthday Party, 1983
Nick Cave and Tracy Pew, photographer unknown
tonight we sleep in separate ditches
More GIF's for the Politicians
Another cute gif in my Inbox featuring K flashing me
Two more pics of Alex at the abandoned school in California
Two more pics of Alex at the abandoned school in California
Alex in an abandoned school in California
Alex in an abandoned school in California
Medical marijuana gig from last year. Never really posted these...
Medical marijuana gig from last year. Never really posted these pics because people might be upset and get in a tizzy because there are no boobs in them
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