you’ve got to fight to the death for the right to live your life.
oh lord, indeed!
mind the orange socks, just drop dead perfect.
(Fonte: rockandfloyd, via louthekid)
tear the roof off the sucker!
hoje é dia 36.
Of course the Stone Roses come from Manchester; where else could they be from? Where else could the Smiths and Joy Division be from? Where else could Ian Curtis be from? Where else could Factory Records be from? Where else could the Haçienda be? It was so fucking natural. People say to me round the world, What is it about Manchester? and I say, I don’t know! — Noel Gallagher. (via pollock5)
modalmayhem [aug 8 2014 edit]:
i think it was one year ago that i’ve posted this gorgeous picture and i remember it didn’t have much reply back then - this week i had a marvelous surprise to see 52 notes more from 766 people who dig this!
i’m thankful for you all sharing a similar mindset towards art, i’m glad and the world really needs you all!
model: azizi johari.
art direction: frank mulvey.
leon ware had written the single “i want you” for a demo recording to score t-boy ross a recording contract with motown. berry gordy heard it and told ware he had to have the song for marvin gaye's next single.
he took it to gaye, who also loved it. later, as ware finished the tracks and orchestrations for his own upcoming album, he was playing it back for friends at gaye’s home when marvin came out of a bedroom to inquire about what it was.
he asked for - and received - all the tracks from ware for the legendary i want you album. this left ware no choice but to compose an entirely new set of songs for his own record; the result is musical massage. (it should be noted that, according to ware, gordy, gaye, and others felt he should also give this album away as a follow-up to i want you, but ware refused.)
— o número 8 é o infinito, o infinito em pé, o infinito vivo, como a minha consciência agora.
— cada diferença abolida pelo sangue que escorre das folhas da árvore da (…) ou apenas este espetáculo é mais um capítulo da novela “deus e o diabo etc. etc. etc.”
— o número 8 dividido é o infinito pela metade. o meu objetivo agora é o meu infinito. ou seja: a metade do infinito, da qual metade sou eu, e outra metade é o além de mim.
— e fim de papo.
one of the most beautiful lyrics of the post-modern era.