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It’s been nearly three years since my favorite band was in town. And I’m telling you now, it was worth the fucking wait. 
side note: They pulled a Kanye, so there were no photographers in the pit during their set… I may have the only moderately high res photos from this show :o

It’s been nearly three years since my favorite band was in town. And I’m telling you now, it was worth the fucking wait. 

side note: They pulled a Kanye, so there were no photographers in the pit during their set… I may have the only moderately high res photos from this show :o

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SinkGasolineYou StoleSic Transit Gloria… Glory FadesI Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin LightOkay I Believe You, but My Tommy Gun Don’tJaws Theme SwimmingSeventy Times 7The Archers Bows Have BrokenDegausserYou Won’t KnowJesusSowing Season

I wish they played something different from Your Favorite Weapon though… 

Sink
Gasoline
You Stole
Sic Transit Gloria… Glory Fades
I Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light
Okay I Believe You, but My Tommy Gun Don’t
Jaws Theme Swimming
Seventy Times 7
The Archers Bows Have Broken
Degausser
You Won’t Know
Jesus
Sowing Season

I wish they played something different from Your Favorite Weapon though… 

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theparisreview:

“I was tired of America-as-the-future, the world as a white monoculture, the protagonist as a good guy. I wanted to make room for antiheroes.” In honor of William Gibson’s birthday, read his 2011 Art of Fiction interview.
Pictured: Gibson at home in Wytheville, VA, in 1964, at age sixteen.

theparisreview:

“I was tired of America-as-the-future, the world as a white monoculture, the protagonist as a good guy. I wanted to make room for antiheroes.” In honor of William Gibson’s birthday, read his 2011 Art of Fiction interview.

Pictured: Gibson at home in Wytheville, VA, in 1964, at age sixteen.

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She cannot see what hit him, or what he might have hit. Or else the street itself had risen up, to smite him. It is not only those things we most fear that do that, she reminds herself.
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triplej:

Swedish group Little Dragon cover Kelis’ Millionaire for triple j’s Like A Version, with Yukimi throwing down a dope version of Andre 3000’s rap.

The dopeness captured in this video is pretty much what the Oakland show was.

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Little Dragon’s show at The Fox Theater earlier might have been one of the best performances I’ve ever seen. I can’t recall a time where I’ve watched a band so much in sync with everything on stage. There were times where it looked like Yukumi was an orchestra conductor in control of not only the band, but the lights as well, with color and sounds responding to the movements of her hands and her dancing. What’s surprising is that the lights being used didn’t look sophisticated at all, especially compared to more elaborate setups I’ve seen. 
This was also the only instance that I can remember where the performance sounded as detailed as the record was, where you could close your eyes and be immersed in so many different and distinct sounds. And not only that, if you look at all the extra gear on stage, all of that audio bliss came from instruments on stage, and not from a track being played back. Hands off to the band for putting on a phenomenal performance, but especially to the sound and lighting crew who really made it happen.
BTW, Yukumi was wearing all white AM90s and the entire band looked like they had been dressed by Tres Bien :)

Little Dragon’s show at The Fox Theater earlier might have been one of the best performances I’ve ever seen. I can’t recall a time where I’ve watched a band so much in sync with everything on stage. There were times where it looked like Yukumi was an orchestra conductor in control of not only the band, but the lights as well, with color and sounds responding to the movements of her hands and her dancing. What’s surprising is that the lights being used didn’t look sophisticated at all, especially compared to more elaborate setups I’ve seen. 

This was also the only instance that I can remember where the performance sounded as detailed as the record was, where you could close your eyes and be immersed in so many different and distinct sounds. And not only that, if you look at all the extra gear on stage, all of that audio bliss came from instruments on stage, and not from a track being played back. Hands off to the band for putting on a phenomenal performance, but especially to the sound and lighting crew who really made it happen.

BTW, Yukumi was wearing all white AM90s and the entire band looked like they had been dressed by Tres Bien :)

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theparisreview:

Haruki Murakami at his jazz club, Peter Cat, in 1978.

theparisreview:

Haruki Murakami at his jazz club, Peter Cat, in 1978.

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Maybe I am fated to always be alone, Tsukuru found himself thinking. People came to him, but in the end they always left. They came, seeking something, but either they couldn’t find it, or were unhappy with what they found (or else they were disappointed or angry), and then they left. One day, without warning, they vanished, with no explanation, no word of farewell. Like a silent hatchet had sliced the ties between them, ties through which warm blood still flowed, along with a quiet pulse.

There must be something in him, something fundamental, that disenchanted people. “Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki,” he said aloud. I basically have nothing to offer to others. If you think about it, I don’t even have anything to offer myself.

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I already mentioned this on instagram, but at some point, probably during that aforementioned Smiths cover, I noticed a girl that I had been eyeing most of the night was occasionally glancing back at me and smiling. So I thought I’d maybe say hi and introduce myself. But because I’m me, I managed to convince myself that she wasn’t and that she was just having a good time and enjoying the music. On the way home, I’m scrolling through my camera and see her looking back at me in one of the photos! To make things worse, it was during Hurricane Jane(listen to the hook) >:o 
So if she or her friend happens to see this: Hi. My name is Ben. lol.
Seriously though… I’m going to be forever haunted by the cute girl who was wearing a Loki green top :(

I already mentioned this on instagram, but at some point, probably during that aforementioned Smiths cover, I noticed a girl that I had been eyeing most of the night was occasionally glancing back at me and smiling. So I thought I’d maybe say hi and introduce myself. But because I’m me, I managed to convince myself that she wasn’t and that she was just having a good time and enjoying the music. On the way home, I’m scrolling through my camera and see her looking back at me in one of the photos! To make things worse, it was during Hurricane Jane(listen to the hook) >:o 

So if she or her friend happens to see this: Hi. My name is Ben. lol.

Seriously though… I’m going to be forever haunted by the cute girl who was wearing a Loki green top :(

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This set was fun as fuck. And nice job with playing The Smiths’ There Is a Light That Never Goes Out and introducing it as the first song you ever wrote when you were a tiny band. Our collective reaction when we recognized the song, especially mine, was worth it lol.

This set was fun as fuck. And nice job with playing The Smiths’ There Is a Light That Never Goes Out and introducing it as the first song you ever wrote when you were a tiny band. Our collective reaction when we recognized the song, especially mine, was worth it lol.

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funrama:

Don’t Shoot
Ink, brush, pen, collage in sketchbook with digital color.

funrama:

Don’t Shoot

Ink, brush, pen, collage in sketchbook with digital color.

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