The Ballad of Textual Dependency

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Trent Reznor sent over sixteen different musical sketches between three-and-a-half and eight minutes long. It wasn’t really scored to any specific point; it was just kind of like—he said, ‘Well, here’s an idea, and here’s an idea, and I was sort of thinking of this for this, but we sort of moved stuff around and edit things and sort of fit it.’ And then, that track started playing. I think it was track seven, ironically. I was in my office, and I was scrolling through a little MP3, and all of a sudden, I heard this weird, it’s almost like legati, The Shining, kind of like this odd dissonance, this guttural sound. And then over the top of it came this little piano melody. And I heard it and I said, ‘That’s the main titles.’ It was kind of astounding because it seemed to talk about this loneliness, the piano was this lonely—it was almost childlike, and yet it had this kind of seething anger, vitriol, that was sort of bubbling under it. by David Fincher, on Hand Covers Bruise from The Social Network’s Original Soundtrack (via lucy-vanpelt)

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I was 17 when I wrote that,” she reminds me. “That’s the age you are when you think someone can actually take your boyfriend. Then you grow up and realise no one takes someone from you if they don’t want to leave. by Taylor talking about Better Than Revenge (x)

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joeydeangelis:

I think about this line too much.


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Jenny Lewis - WFUV Radio

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saltyfree:

Fiona Apple in the Nov ‘97 issue of Spin magazine

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oldloves:

Carly Simon & James Taylor on their honeymoon, 1972

oldloves:

Carly Simon & James Taylor on their honeymoon, 1972

joeydeangelis:

leave it to a single lil buzzin’ bug to make me lose all sense of chill

slaughterhouse90210:

“I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

slaughterhouse90210:

“I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week.”
― Sylvia Plath,
The Bell Jar

heatoise:

*sees a dog*

me: nice

*PETS a dog*

me: NICE

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