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August 2012

STREAM: Deerhoof, "Breakup Song" → npr.org
Aug 27, 20122 notes

neophilia vs. neophobia

Aug 26, 20122 notes
Aug 26, 2012
#summa mixtape

I feared that in Israel there might be lurking,
sweetly and insidiously,
the nostalgia gathered like some sad treasure
during the centuries of dispersion
in cities of the unbeliever, in ghettoes,
in the sunset of the steppes, in dreams,
the nostalgia of those who longed for you,
Jerusalem, beside the waters of Babylon.
What else were you, Israel, but that wistfulness,
that will to save
amid the shifting shapes of time
your old magical book, your ceremonies,
your loneliness with God?
Not so. The most ancient of nations
is also the youngest.

Jorge Luis Borges, Israel 1969

Aug 24, 20124 notes
#happy 113th dude #insight pending

SECURITY GUARDS – The security guards will represent the main disenfranchised ethnicity of the city. As consistent with the subconscious discourse of museum-going, the museum-goer will feel elevated — in a liberal way, of course — from the rest of society; they will see these unfortunate people, nodding in-and-out of sleep at minimum wage, and think “Yes, I know who Jeff Koons is. They don’t. College.”

— Jimmy Chen, Modern Art Museum Guide

Aug 23, 20123 notes
#mca #iac
Play
Aug 23, 20122 notes
#rad rad rad mayn #vic
Aug 23, 20126 notes
#don't let the bastards cheer you up
“Corn is the hero of its own story, and though we humans played a crucial supporting role in its rise to world domination, it would be wrong to suggest we have been calling the shots, or acting always in our own best interests. Indeed, there is every reason to believe that corn has succeeded in domesticating us.” —Michael Pollan, The Omnivore’s Dilemma
Aug 19, 20121 note
#humanity now began to sip petroleum
Aug 17, 201222 notes
#erryday
Aug 16, 2012
#lake geneva how you be
“And when I say “dying of love,” — Qfwfq went on, — I mean something you have no idea of, because you think falling in love has to signify falling in love with another person, or thing, or what have you, in other words I’m here and what I’m in love with is there, in short a relationship connected to the life of relationships, whereas I’m talking about the times before I had established any relationships between myself and anything else, there was a cell and the cell was me, and that was that. Now we needn’t wonder whether there were other cells around too, it doesn’t matter, there was the cell that was me and it was already quite an achievement, such a thing is more than enough to fill one’s life, and it’s this very sense of fullness I want to talk to you about. I don’t mean fullness because of the protoplasm I had, because even if it had increased to a considerable degree it wasn’t anything exceptional, cells of course are full of protoplasm, what else could they be full of; no, I’m talking about a sense of fullness that was, if you’ll allow the expression, quote spiritual unquote, namely, the awareness that this cell was me, this sense of fullness, this fullness of being aware was something that kept me awake nights, something that made me beside myself, in other words the situation I mentioned before, I was “dying of love.” —Italo Calvino, I. Mitosis
Aug 13, 20126 notes
Enter the Magical Mystery Chamber → youtube.com

Tom Caruana presents: Wu-Tang vs. the Beatles

Aug 13, 20121 note
#when beatles mashups are good they are stupid good #it is stupid how good they are
Listen

Artist: Caravan Palace
Track: Star Scat 

Aug 13, 2012
Aug 12, 20121 note
#chicago chicago chicago
“…if it was true that space with something inside is different from empty space because the matter causes a curving or a tautness which makes all the lines contained in space curve or tauten, then the line each of us was following was straight in the only way a straight line can be straight: namely, deformed to the extent that the limpid harmony of the general void is deformed by the clutter of matter, in other words, twisting all around this bump or pimple or excrescence which is the universe in the midst of space.” —Italo Calvino, The Form of Space, Cosmicomics
Aug 12, 20122 notes
Aug 11, 20123 notes
#at the time i thought it was trying to tell me something #now looking back #i think it was perhaps just tasting me

keeping your eyes gently closed, close your eyes tightly.

Aug 7, 2012
#vogt dig for kloppervok
Listen

Artist: Dinosaur Feathers
Track: Early Morning Risers 

Aug 7, 20121 note
#doonz
“I am thinking of aurochs and angels, the secret of durable pigments, prophetic sonnets, the refuge of art.” —Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita
Aug 7, 20121 note
#tasp #not quite arrogant enough
Aug 4, 20122 notes
#kbix
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