TWDY have gone through some absolutely astonishing evolutions since I first heard Young Mountain back in college five or six (!!) years ago, and the new album is no exception. I’m already 90% sure the ambient post-rock gem that is Another Language will be one of my Best-Of albums this year.
Also, I gotta go revisit Tunnel Blanket four or five times after this.
Low-key quiet morning because I have a headache for no good (or bad) reason =[
dear followers who don’t talk to me
send me an ask introducing yourselves! do you prefer dogs or cats, what is your favorite anime and/or video game and what are your favorite colors
this but if you say ‘cats’, ‘purple’, or anything whose plot involves fridging, i’m breaking up with you.
TONIGHT. So so so so so so so excited.
Also my friend Dan from back in the Great White North is doing a podcast of sorts reviewing upcoming MtG sets specifically for limited (draft/sealed) play. A super useful tool for the prerelease and a good thing to put on in the car if you’ve got a commute or something like that, plus I’m going to try and guest on either the Temur or Jeskai segment because I’m playing Temur at the prerelease and I also want to defend Jeskai like it’s pop-punk or something.
Source: SoundCloud / Dan Bassett 5
spending my pseudo lunch break prepping for the Khans of Tarkir prerelease on saturday because i’m a gigantic nerd and i get excited and invest time in things like magic the gathering
When I started [Infinite Jest] the only idea I had is I wanted to do something about America that was sad but wasn’t just making fun of America. Most of my friends are extremely bright, privileged, well-educated Americans who are sad on some level, and it has something, I think, to do with loneliness. I’m talking out of my ear a little bit, this is just my opinion, but I think somehow the culture has taught us or we’ve allowed the culture to teach us that the point of living is to get as much as you can and experience as much pleasure as you can, and that the implicit promise is that will make you happy. I know that’s almost offensively simplistic, but the effects of it aren’t simplistic at all. I don’t have children but I’m sort of obsessed with the idea of what my children will think of me, of what we’ve done with what we’ve been given, and why we are so sad.