New glasses/classes (Taken with Instagram at Mesa Community College)
Revel
Partying on New Year’s Eve?
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NO, I DIDN’T FALL DOWN, MR. DOOM AND GLOOM. THE GROUND RUSHED UP AT AN ALARMING RATE OF SPEED AND LANDED UNDER MY BACK.
YOU NEED TO STOP LOOKING AT EVERYTHING IN A NEGATIVE LIGHT AND START LOOKING AT IT LIKE I DO. THROUGH THE WONDERFUL AND KALEIDOSCOPIC LENS OF A PINT OR TWO OF WHISKEY.
I SWEAR, IF I COULD FEEL MY HANDS I WOULD TICKLE YOU UNTIL YOU LEARNED HOW TO SMILE.
I CAN’T TELL WHICH IS MORE DEPRESSING: ME CRYING ALONE TO OLD BRIGHT EYES RECORDS IN MY DEN ON A WARM SPRING DAY OR HOW MUCH LIKE SPIDER MAN’S LONGTIME FOE THE HOBGOBLIN CONOR OBERST NOW LOOKS.
PROBABLY THE HOBGOBLIN THING, BUT ‘MESSENGER BIRD’S SONG’ IS A CLOSE SECOND.
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CUTE ZORRO COSTUME.
THANKS. I LIKE YOUR 35 YEAR OLD BARISTA THAT WON’T GET A REAL JOB BECAUSE HE WANTS TO BANG 22 YEAR OLD COMMUNITY COLLEGE ART STUDENTS COSTUME TOO.
AT LEAST I HAVE HEALTH INSURANCE.
WHY DID WE TAKE PEYOTE? I HAVE TO WORK AT EIGHT IN THE MORNING! HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MAKE COFFEE WHEN THE SPIRITS OF MY FUCKING ANCESTORS ARE TOUCHING MY FACE WITH GHOSTLY APPENDAGES!
SHHHH. I AM CONCENTRATING A HOLE IN THE FABRIC OF SPACE-TIME. IF I SUCCEED YOU WILL NOT NEED TO GO TO WORK EVER AGAIN.
THE ATOMS OF YOUR FOOT ARE MERGING WITH MY CORPOREAL FORM! WE ARE BECOMING ONE BEING!
ALMOST THERE. ALLLLLLLMMOOOOOOSSSSTT THHHHHRRRRRRRRRRR.
I’M SO GETTINNNNNG FFFIIIIIIRRRRRRRRREDDD TTTMMMMRRRRRRWWWWWWW.
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This is just some chronological potpourri of old demo recordings from various years, sessions, states (United, Mind), etc.
(via missjoannagayle)
Every week, three music therapists from MJHS Hospice and Palliative Care crisscross the city and suburbs to sing songs to the dying. With guitars strapped to their backs, a flute or tambourine and a songbook jammed in their backpacks, they play music for more than 100 patients, in housing projects, in nursing homes and even in a lavish waterfront home. The time for chemotherapy and radiation is over.
Music therapists. Heroes.
Incredible and very inspiring. Thank you for sharing Mr. Tweedy, I dig your blog.
…And that is what I am going to school for: Music Therapy. I feel affirmed in my aspirations.
