LCD Soundsystem // All My Friends
And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up
And I still don’t wanna stagger home
Then it’s the memory of our betters
That are keeping us on our feet
Agent: The Friday before a holiday weekend…
Agent: When I am the least excited person at a show….
Blind test - St. Vincent revisite ses... by sourdoreille
I want to see more of these. Artists get tested on how well they know their own self-proclaimed influences. Results may vary. Also, I kinda just have a crush on Annie Clark
This is so cool.
read this on here today and i haven’t stopped thinking about this quote since (via pluiedem)
// Sappy 9 //
Weirdo Click are great.
Just in case you guys missed the best part of the VMAs aka TSwift trying to dance again.
I feel really weird feeling so upset about the loss of someone I didn’t really know that well; but I think about it and him really often. It sounds so stupid, but we met on the Much Music Message Boards when I was like 14 and talked on ICQ, and he had posted one day about how I should listen to Brand New. I went out and bought Deja Entendu and put the record on while doing some sort of school art project, and by track 4, I stopped everything I was doing and laid down on the floor and listened to the album on repeat a few times. It was the first time I think I really truly fell in love with music.
I eventually moved to Halifax later on and started going to house shows and we met in person (years after we hadn’t talked online) and I remember telling him how happy I was that he had introduced me to Brand New. I think he actually gave me a funny look and probably wondered why this total stranger was bringing up a message board that hadn’t been active in years.
A few months later, he died and it affected me more than I expected; more than when someone who I had actually hung out with more regularly had also committed suicide 2 years before, and I think a lot of it had to do with watching so many people in the community feel that loss and hearing about how great of a person he truly was. I remember feeling guilty for being so upset because there were people who had lost their brother, son, best friend, and here I was, someone who had only interacted with him casually a few times, feeling pain.
I remember going to the show at the Pavilion that they had in his memory, and being touched at how packed it was; I don’t think I was able to make it further than the entrance because of how many people were there.
People have written wonderful stories and memories about him the past couple days and it’s been on my mind a lot. The fact that someone who I’ve never really interacted with significantly was able to affect me and others so much goes to show that you never really realize how many people you influence in your day to day life, even if it’s something as small as recommending an album or saying hello.
Those small things matter.
You matter to so many people.>