Divine or not, a seizure's a seizure.: Archive

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Hasil Adkins- You Don’t Love Me

Feb 26th

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Feb 25th

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Rolling Stones- Country Honk (acoustic) This has...

Feb 24th

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Elvis Perkins- While You Were Sleeping I’m...

Feb 22nd

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“I’m never going to accomplish anything; that’s perfectly clear to...”

– Dorothy Parker, “The Little Hours” in Here Lies, 1939.

Feb 20th

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Feb 19th

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Feb 16th

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Feb 16th

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Feb 16th

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Feb 16th

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Feb 16th

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Feb 14th

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Feb 13th

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Feb 13th

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Feb 12th

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Feb 10th

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“I’ve a very Catholic Irish grandmother, one of the Lynches. She is the...”

– Jack Nicholson, from a 2007 interview. I’m trying to wrap my head around this.

Feb 10th

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Feb 10th

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Feb 7th

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Feb 6th

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Benjamin Gibbard- All Apologies (Nirvana cover) ...

Feb 4th

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—You’re not a believer, are you? Haines asked. I mean, a believer in the narrow sense of the word. Creation from nothing and miracles and a personal God. —There’s only one sense of the word, it seems to me, Stephen said. … —Yes, of course, he said as they went on again. Either you believe or you don’t, isn’t it? Personally I couldn’t stomach...

Feb 3rd

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Feb 2nd

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Fiona Apple- Across The Universe Spent a while...

Feb 2nd

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Cat Power- In This Hole I have this album...

Jan 29th

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The incompatibility of aquacity with the erratic...

What reason did Stephen give for declining Bloom’s offer? That he was hydrophobe, hating partial contact by immersion or total by submersion in cold water (his last bath having taken place in the month of October of the preceding year), disliking the aqueous substances of glass and crystal, distrusting aquacities of thought and language.

Jan 28th

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…By now her mind was clear— Oh you think you’re smart you young people, she said, but I’ll tell you you don’t know anything. Then we started. On the way we passed a long row of elms. She looked at them awhile out of the ambulance window and said, What are all those fuzzy looking things out there? Trees? Well, I’m tired of them and rolled her head away.

Jan 28th

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Jan 28th

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“Stay hard, stay hungry, stay alive.”

– Bruce Springsteen, This Hard Land

Jan 26th

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Jan 23rd

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Dublin Blues

This is one of those songs that I just fall in love with playing. For one thing, it’s three chords, like any good, sad country song. I can flat pick it, or just strum it if I’m sleepy. Beyond that, it’s got one of those pretty, bittersweet melodies that is as good in my bedroom as it is in a concert hall or a wide open hay field. To top it off, it’s got that rare...

Jan 21st

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