May 2012
11 posts
Watchnprmusic:
Watch Father John Misty get inspired by a David Lynch photo (who doesn’t?) and shimmy his way through “Hollywood Forever Cemetery Sings” on KCRW’s Morning Becomes Eclectic.
new faves.
Mae had been experimenting with beehives and bouffants. The key to the swell was the stuffing, the likeliest of which was socks. Mae tried socks, but found them dull. If something is hiding in my hair, it better be something good, she decided.
Mae’s lover, Hamilton, found pleasure in the hiding. He enjoyed unfastening the pins, freeing the hair, letting it fall. She began to stuff her hive with...
I began to understand that there were certain talkers-certain girls-whom people liked to listen to, not because of what they, the girls, had to say, but because of the delight they took in saying it. A delight in themselves, a shine on their faces, a conviction that whatever they were telling about was remarkable and that they themselves could not help but give pleasure.
Alice Munro, “Some...
We know intuitively that loneliness and being alone are not the same thing. Solitude can be lovely. Crowded parties can be agony. We also know, thanks to a growing body of research on the topic, that loneliness is not a matter of external conditions; it is a psychological state. A 2005 analysis of data from a longitudinal study of Dutch twins showed that the tendency toward loneliness has roughly...
“I can’t think of anything more apt to set the imagination stirring, drifting,...”
– Patricia Highsmith, Observer Magazine (1990) 