It was soaring and angelic. Parts of it were dreams of Beach Boys and Supremes and Zappas. It was something new. The gold-fanned clamshell that masquerades as a ceiling pulsed the sound around. The sonic boom shook my ribs just like it should. I closed my eyes. I opened my eyes.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Last Night
Last night I saw Grizzly Bear at Radio City Music Hall. We arrived early. We were seated, close to the stage. We drank clandestine tequila from a flask and ate some kind of candy-nerds-encrusted-gummi-rope that was nothing short of miraculous. The show began.
It was soaring and angelic. Parts of it were dreams of Beach Boys and Supremes and Zappas. It was something new. The gold-fanned clamshell that masquerades as a ceiling pulsed the sound around. The sonic boom shook my ribs just like it should. I closed my eyes. I opened my eyes.
It was soaring and angelic. Parts of it were dreams of Beach Boys and Supremes and Zappas. It was something new. The gold-fanned clamshell that masquerades as a ceiling pulsed the sound around. The sonic boom shook my ribs just like it should. I closed my eyes. I opened my eyes.
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Grizzly Bear,
Radio City Music Hall,
Rock,
Shields,
Sonic Boom
Friday, September 14, 2012
Blogroll Part Two
http://advancedstyle.blogspot.com/
http://thingsorganizedneatly.tumblr.com/
http://holdthisphoto.tumblr.com/
A special mention to holdthisphoto.com for bringing me Gertie Millar:
http://thingsorganizedneatly.tumblr.com/
http://holdthisphoto.tumblr.com/
A special mention to holdthisphoto.com for bringing me Gertie Millar:
Labels:
advanced style,
big hair,
dogs,
Gertie Millar,
inspiration,
knolling,
stripes
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