Gil Scott-Heron

April 1, 1949 – May 27, 2011

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the            instant replay. 

There will be no pictures of pigs shooting down brothers in the             instant replay.

I was thinking about Ipod boy and Russian girl again today and how they're perfect for each other.

She doesn't say much -

and, well, he never listens.

Dan Perjovschi at the Art Gallery of New South Wales, Sydney

From A Softer World

"Nothing is interesting, the rapture came and went, and we got left behind along with every single other person in the world, and not a single one of us has any idea what to do now, now that it's Tuesday except go downstairs for more coffee."

Unremitting Failure

A democracia e' um megafone partido que se recicla de X em X anos.

Por favor deixar as pilhas no pilhao, nao custa nada.

Things to do before you die:

write a letter home reading 'Send lawyers, guns and money- Dad get me out of this.'

Happy rapture day.

(i'm not there)

Jo and I walk into a bar and take a seat. The Moroccan waiter, Ali, shakes our hands and asks:

"The usual, right?"

Success at twenty-two.

From A Softer World, to anybody else celebrating today.

Listening to the songs we love, there's something in my eye.

I met up with Mr Castro, a teacher I had from back when the internet still clicked and games came in floppies. He introduced me to the bunch he's teaching these days. Nice kids. Curious things. They probably weren't even born when he first taught us.

'Don't take things too seriously,' he told me. The best advice always comes in small words.

If I could pass on a lesson to those kids he teaches that's exactly what I'd tell them. Well, that and maybe never stop trying to fly.

Why the hell not?