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If we could see concerts from ‘the great beyond’, I’d want the first of these to feature Jimi Hendrix and Duane Allman on guitar, Cliff Burton on bass, John Bonham playing drums, and Ronnie James Dio singing. Top THAT band!

Often wonder in this day and age how many people with varying degrees of fame receive paper fan mail instead of just social network messages. Love the idea of an up and coming band where the members have a rather small, but very enthusiastic fan base, and no budding assassins in the bunch. Because when you think about it, Twitter and facebook are often like celebrities mainlining hate mail, sent by people who can’t put together an articulate sentence or even spell correctly. My ‘mail’ online has been a mostly positive experience, although a few people make you wonder just who is on the other side of the internet. Those ‘tall, hot blondes’ rarely turn out to be the models in the pictures they post. The lunatic fringe is alive and well, and like the many scumbag pedophiles, identity thieves and hate mongers of the world abusing mass communication tools, the computer era has given them far more power than they demonstrate any modicum of common sense or decency to be able to use wisely.

I really should have approached social networks in a very different way a long time ago. Not giving too much of a fuck what people in general think about every little thing has freed me to just say whatever I want in the moment. 

One big reason I choose not to post any new original photos here (and perhaps the only major grievance at all) is about how little courtesy some have for images in general. Removing the watermark from a picture doesn’t make it ‘yours’, and certainly doesn’t hypnotize the more knowledgeable viewers into not instinctively knowing where it came from when it’s by a photographer or found on a certain site that has such a distinctive style it’ll be excruciatingly obvious. It’s especially common in the erotic photography circles. Some bloggers (if we can dignify the worst offenders of the bunch with this term) get a reputation very quickly for thumbing their nose at any ethics about online sharing, with proper credits due for images (and news stories or reviews throughout many other online avenues). This smug attitude does very little to change my mind about what truly needs to change in the 21st century for the internet (and tumblr in particular) to have any basic integrity at all.

Today is the third anniversary of my mother’s passing. And it occurs on Mother’s Day. At least we had one final Mother’s Day together just before she died. I bought her a book about pandas, her favourite animal. It’s one of my most prized possessions, and whenever I see a panda, I think of her spirit carrying on. Tell your mother you love her the next time you talk, because each time you see them might be the final time.

This new ‘Biggest Fans’ feature on our activity section here is interesting. And I like who showed up in the inaugural quartet!

I’d have an ‘ask’ here, but don’t need or want the ego blow of nobody actually posing a question, like, ever.

In a world where the internet basically ruins so much, ‘weird vintage’ is one of the sweeter treats always waiting to be discovered here on tumblr.

akiralane:

Mine is Lulu Pipeline lol

'Tidy Harvard'.

akiralane:

Mine is Lulu Pipeline lol

'Tidy Harvard'.

What are three cities outside of North America you'd most love to visit?

johnnybagel:

That’s a tough question. 

Copenhagen. I have family nearby, and I’ve been told by many Euros that this is the best place to visit for an American. Plus, I’d get to see my cousin I haven’t seen since I was 6.

Dublin. Ireland is actually #1 on my list, but family comes first. All of my family in Ireland is dead, but I do have some friends there. I say Dublin, but I mean anywhere in southern Ireland. (Sorry, we were raised Irish Catholic, and…)

Oslo. All three of these are directly tied to my ancestry. I guess that came easy. More important to me in Olso, however, is the Munch museum. He is my favorite painter, ever. And no, not for the fucking Scream, but that is a goddamned insanity masterpiece among masterpieces. For how he changed the art world. He brought raw emotion into the technical game. 

I’ve been to Europe once, and visited the only place outside of North America that I have any absolute interest in, and that place was Florence, Italy. I could bore you for many hours about Florence. If and when I ever make any real money, I will buy a pad right outside of the city. The city / surrounding area is the most magnificent, beautiful thing I have ever fully realized. I could spend every day of the rest of my life in the Uffizi and never fully comprehend the works inside. I could spend an eternity bowing like a Muslim at the foot of Michaelangelo’s tomb in a church that also has many other folks who, if combined, are more brilliant and important to civilization as the sum of the Earth. 

Can you tell I love it there? 

Thanks for asking, that was fun.

That phrase ‘The days are long and the weeks are short’ has never felt more appropriate than in describing 2014.

spectacular-optical-publications:

#superpickle #popupbook #hallmark #deanwalley

spectacular-optical-publications:

#superpickle #popupbook #hallmark #deanwalley

Start celebrating.

Start celebrating.

‘Samskeyti’ by Sigur Rós is my new jam.
filmskits:

SERIAL MOM (1994) turns twenty this year!
(Illustration by Robert Risko.)

filmskits:

SERIAL MOM (1994) turns twenty this year!

(Illustration by Robert Risko.)