Chuck Norris wearing a sweater woven from the universe? Check. A woman with a giant gun leaning through an interdimensional portal? Check. The bust of a ninja with no skin, with a hand that can’t possibly be his brandishing a sai in front of him? Check and check.
And that tagline: “In a world of choices, for one man there is no choice….” Which world is this? Are there worlds without choices? The poster doesn’t appear to be depicting Earth, is ours one of those worlds? Is this subtle social commentary?
I guess this is as good a time as any to announce to you guys my new project, Nullary Sources. It’s a link blog I’m doing with my bestest buddy ‘Ili Butterfield — think of it like Chitwood & Hobbs but about current events, rad music, and amazing internet finds like the above (written by ‘Ili, natch).
I hope you guys like it — I’ve been having a blast. (I doubt I’ll be doing much more tumblring here, although I will definitely still be updating my regular blog, iamthewalr.us.)
“What’s the matter, son? Too wasted to pick your age off of one the colored balls on my pants?”
I sure am glad I’m not 37, 38, 42 or 43 years old.
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“I can’t hear you very well. Could you sit a little closer?”
Chairman of the Bored.
“Christ, what an asshole.”
“I’m masturbating under this huge table and I don’t give a shit if you catch me.”
(Seriously though, The Monkeys You Ordered is one of my favorite tumblrs. Check it out.)
This is so much better than the album version. Listen to that synth riff! Listen to that coda! On Summerteeth, they kind of back away from this song a bit — here, they’re really leaning into it.
Still can’t really process that we lost Jay Bennett to the jackals at the insurance companies. Godspeed, sir.
Great performance, great song, great album, great band — but one thing has always mystified me about this song.
Just watching the miles flying by
You are not my typewriter1
But you could be my demon
moving forward through the flaming doors
I.. I don’t even… Anyway, ignore that and focus on the chorus: You have to learn how to die / If you wanna wanna be alive.
I always hear this as You are not my tie fighter, which doesn’t help. ↩