—Stereogum’s review of the latest The National record turns up this gem of wisdom. Apparently the album’s quite good too. (via invisibletardis)
(via gatsbees)
when we were young → an instrumental marauders mix
[ download | more info ]one. manifest destiny — followed by ghosts
two. reverse dragons — sunlight ascending
three. england — the national
four. we’re phantoms in fifteen — goodnight, sleep well
five. some are white light — caspian
six. when you were young — the killers
seven. bigger than us — white lies
eight. we’re turning into regular people — the tumbled sea
nine. we always think there is going to be more time — the end of the ocean
ten. your hand in mine — explosions in the sky
(via raysperson)
Icarus // Bastille
Standing on the cliff face
Highest foe you’ll ever grace
It scares me half to death
Look out to the future
But it tells you nothing
So take another breath
Your hands protect the flames
From the wild winds around you
(via wanweirds)
Debussy - Claire de Lune
Third movement of Suite bergamasque by Claude Debussy, a piano depiction of a Paul Verlaine poem
(via prouvairejehan)
Johnny Cash - “Hurt”
I pop the video in, and wow… Tears welling, silence, goose-bumps… Wow. [I felt like] I just lost my girlfriend, because that song isn’t mine anymore… It really made me think about how powerful music is as a medium and art form. I wrote some words and music in my bedroom as a way of staying sane, about a bleak and desperate place I was in, totally isolated and alone. [Somehow] that winds up reinterpreted by a music legend from a radically different era/genre and still retains sincerity and meaning — different, but every bit as pure.
—Trent Reznor
(via raysperson)
Say My Name/Cry Me A River - The Neighbourhood
descent; a playlist for your journey downwards to the inner circles of hell.
through me you go to the grief wracked city; through me you go to everlasting pain; through me you go a pass among lost souls. justice inspired my exalted creator: i am a creature of the holiest power, of wisdom in the highest and of primal love. nothing till i was made was made, only eternal beings. and i endure eternally. abandon all hope — ye who enter here.i. austin wintory;descent | ii. a perfect circle;the noose | iii. puscifer;rev 22:20 | iv. muse;megalomania | v. howard shore;return to gluttony | vi. the mars volta;son et lumiere | vii. mindless self indulgence;lights out | viii. the rolling stones;paint it black | ix. ramin djawadi;the assassin’s dagger | x. nine inch nails;heresy | xi. protest the hero;heretics and killers | xii. john murphy;in the house - in a heartbeat | xiii. the rolling stones;sympathy for the devil
bonus track - ac/dc;highway to hell
(Source: edmundcorcoran, via courais)
The Neighbourhood - Sweater Weather
It’s too cold,
For you here,
And now so let me hold both your hands in,
The holes of my sweater.
