Treble clefs by (L to R) Bach, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, Mendelssohn, Schumann, Brahms, Debussy, and Ravel.
all musicians across all time periods: “fuck how does that thing go”
Beethoven didn’t even try
beethoven dont give a fuck
That’s my boy. (We share a birthday and we’re both lefties)
Marilyn by Sam Shaw in 1957.
all those stories I read of people forming relationships whilst on holidays, pffttt
I’ll just sit here starting my second novel of the week whilst eating my large tub of gelato for the day thankyou very much.
got no time for love, focusing on making something of my life…like becoming the first person to try every gelato flavor.
Do not fall in love with people like me, because I am someone who will take you to museums. I work at a museum during the night as a security guard. Sometimes the statues come alive and try to kill me. I have made a pact with Theodore Roosevelt and a cowboy that looks like Owen Wilson to protect me from the other statues. Attila the Hun is leading the others to be at war with us. They may have won the battle but we will win the war.
The Postal Service | The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
i used to be a huge nico fan, never got people who favored chelsea girl to the marble index or desertshore (her & john cale were a dream team. they were darker, truer to her vision, a precursor to gothy post-punk [+elliott smith]) but now genevieve spins it a lot, i think i was too harsh. “these days” is delicate in its saturnine sentimentality, i get the appeal. that last line ruins me.
mostly i wanted an excuse to draw her. she was an alien kind of gorgeous.