Blue Saturday

always been scared to listen to any other Van than Astral Weeks cos it's so perfect and the only other one i know is "Brown-Eyed Girl" which is kind of a wee bit pish and a lot bit played

also worried he might not do Joyce references on his other albs

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aN-h_K86_zA

I have never heard that Washington Phillips before, what is that instrument? It's...er...ethereal?

it's beautiful innit? i think there's still some debate about exactly what he used: an instrument that sounds like a fretless zither. This instrument, which has been variously identified as a Dolceola, a Celestaphone, two Celestaphones tuned in octaves attached side-by-side, or a Phonoharp (and also is considered by some to be an instrument entirely home-made by Phillips) creates a unique sound on these recordings that makes them immediately recognizable.

about 16 or 17 extant tracks and every one of them diamond dust

ah man, how did I miss this thread? fucking Schnapps Bar :D

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgXPWNhK0W8

oh btw

http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v165/noodle_vague/b.jpg

Thread and Washington Phillips really, um, set me up for the day. No, 'set me up' clearly the wrong phrase, but chimed so exactly with the general drift of my moods over the last few months? year? that it makes it feel less debilitating.

'here comes the night' with them is p great but i've never been a van man tbh

always been scared to listen to any other Van than Astral Weeks cos it's so perfect and the only other one i know is "Brown-Eyed Girl" which is kind of a wee bit pish and a lot bit played

― Deeez Nuuults (Noodle Vague), Friday, May 27, 2011 9:01 AM (1 hour ago) Bookmark

You are right to be afraid

thanx for confirming my prejudices.

man, i managed to complete and send a job application that i thought i was too hungover to do, especially since i have a mortal fear of forms. pretty sure this justifies me in doing knack all for the rest of the day.

i definitely agree it justifies it, i also have a mortal fear of forms and a mortal fear of sending things off so the completion and sending off of a form in a single session is a good day's work in my world of form fearing people.

just think, you could be a proud part-owner of 100,000,000,000 debt right now if you'd only fill out the forms

suspect that yr addict isn't so much addicted to a chemical as they are addicted to the imaginary possibility of love

is that the same thing as the possibility of imaginary love, or is the latter what you just settle for in the end

good point. does anybody actually go for the possibility of the imaginary? that feels even more defeated i think

leo dicaprio to thread

i'm already on record as calling that movie over-rated gash

which one? cos shutter island is gloriously nuts

nah i wanna see that, i thought u was talking Incepticons

a real mindfuck of a double bill, under the right chemical circumstances i'd say

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GjWZcTqWrEI

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUJJhELHfvY

my surfing on the phone at work leaves me at some loss itt imo

ah sometimes it's just some song that's taken me fancy. also i'm just piling into the ouzo my friends brought me back from Zante

cant get ouzo on the phone, it's only a cheapish nokia

one day i have a dream

it's like an antidote to nultness, that sentence

Full of that "just on the brink of tears" maudlin happiness today, been floating like an ambivalent ghost for months. Okay years maybe. "Percy's Song" keeps looping round my head and filling me up with...something.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2C5EPmR7YdY&feature=fvwrel

My line manager is a lovely woman who takes care of me and puts up with more of my bullshit than is reasonable tbh, but sometimes when we're liaising with tutors or other professionals she just comes out with these well-meaning but crass cultural stereotypes and I cringe a little bit inside and I feel bad for cringing a little bit cos I know she's on the side of good really. But it's tiring and niggly to always be around people who don't quite get it, whatever "it" might be.

Of course maybe I'm just a control freak. You stare into the unknowable cave of Other People's Brains for a while and man does it stare right back into you.

Think the difference between happy maudlin and bleak depression is when you realise that whatever feels like its missing was probably never really there in the first place and you stop chasing and enjoy the alien but familiar surroundings.

never mind that we sent our grace off to school this mornin

TOO SCHOOL FFS

TOO SCHOOL FOR COOL

Isn't Friday a funny day to be starting school?

also i love y'all ilx, but y'all need to learn that crass (cultural or otherwise) generalisations are gonna issue from the mouths of good people, maybe not even that infrequently, and deal accordingly.

I mean you know this, you're still talking to me ffs.

hahaha but I have the remnants of professional pride - outside of work i can be as crass as any fucker

also it's kind of the well-meaningness of the comments that makes me cringe up. shit gotta go do some "work".

friday at the end of term to give them all summer to deal with the knowledge that we've been lying to them about it being fun tbh

lol excellent plan

four and a bit, welcome to the system. What a woild.

patience is a virtue
virtue is a grace
grace is a little girl
with a dirty face.

that was in a book i liked when i was little, grace was secretly a fairy who was not obsessed with hygiene or other pedestrian matters.

the poet was jealous of her.

tell your grace if she can kiss her elbow it means she's a fairy. i learned that rule from that book and i tried and tried but no dice.

Ah my mom used to tell us to go kiss our elbows when she wanted to keep us busy, I believed it was possible for quite a while only I couldn't quite reach....

i'm afraid i'm not talking to grace atm, she decorated the living room table yesterday and my feedback did not ingratiate me

i'm mad at you too now.

laurel, i was so sure i would reach one day but i never could. shamefully, i even tried it again recently and got the same old disappointing result.

it was a very lackadaisical job, in my defence.

Cant reach my elbow either fwiw, neither can either co-worker

there must be some secret physiological trick to it.

i liked school a lot mostly, which is ironic considering the balls i made of it.

as an outside observer, i enjoyed it immensely. I understand the standard experience is somewhat more unsettling