Strumming Along With Musician Andrew Bird
Once upon a time (the mid 90s) in a gloriously music-laden land (Chicago), a lanky, sharp-witted, sharp-featured tenderfoot (Andrew Bird) graduated from Northwestern’s acclaimed music conservatory and dove into the sea of indie rock. Inhabited by hard-edged musicians who took pride in their lack of skill and almost-affected amateurishness, it was about passion — forget technique. Live shows were supposed to be truly live, and in-concert mistakes were nothing less than standard. “Experience the sound in its raw, unadulterated form,” they’d say. And Bird — despite his “super-trained” background — fit right in, rolling with the sonic tides to the eventual mid-ocean calm of celebrated musician status.
history series → the virgin queen [elizabeth i]
i know i have the body but of a weak and feeble woman; but i have the heart and stomach of a king, and of a king of England
(Source: mudkipz-and-axewz)
World of the Ring by Jian Guo
Middle-Earth seems like it’s a pretty happening place: plenty of exotic locales to explore, elves handing out gifts, trees to ride when your footses ache, and treasure available only to those courageous enough to take it. If it ever existed in a Tolkien novel or note, then Jian has probably drawn it: his jaw-droppingly resplendent masterpieces tell just as enthralling a story as the novels they emulate… though in considerably fewer words. The lead image: “A Long Adventure with a Hobbit” is available in print form at Jian’s DeviantArt.
Well, I haven’t been online much lately ‘cause of midterms and stuff, but I noticed this and just had to post it.
What is that on that bulletin board behind ya, Ralph?
HOLY-
HAVE YOU EVER STIRRED THE CREAM IN WITH A LONE TEASPOON
OR ASKED THE STEAMING KETTLE WHY HE STEAMS
CAN YOU DRINK WITH ALL POSHNESS OF THE BRITISH
CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE TEA
CAN YOU PAINT WITH ALL THE COLORS OF THE TEEEEEAAAAAAAAA
YOU THINK THE ONLY TEA CUPS WHO ARE TEA CUPS
ARE THE TEA CUPS WHO HOLD A DEEP DARK BREW
BUT IF YOU DRINK LIGHT ORANGE TEA OF STRANGERS
YOU’LL TASTE THINGS YOU NEVER KNEW YOU NEVER KNEW
HOW DARK CAN THE ORANGE PEKOE GROW
IF YOU POUR IT NOW, YOU WILL NEVER KNOW
AND YOU’LL NEVER STIR THE CREAM IN WITH A LONE TEASPOON
FOR WHETHER WE LIKE BLACK, OR HERBAL GREEN
WE MUST DRINK WITH ALL THE POSHNESS OF THE BRITISH
WE MUST PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOURS OF THE TEA
YOU CAN OWN THE LEAVES AND STILL
ALL YOU’LL OWN IS LEAVES UNTIL
YOU CAN PAINT WITH ALL THE COLOURS OF THE TEA
I have just witness the most glorifying post in the history of tumblr.
^reblogging just for that
TEA AND POCAHONTAS?!?!?
