Cover of the Minutemen album Double Nickels on the Dime
Posts by Paul C.
I kind of dig those chunky Newton phones on For All Mankind. I bet their battery life is amazing.
First, so sorry for your loss. Second, Ed had epic taste in music.
Emma Swift at Turf Club Thursday night, paying homage to a local deity.
Chubby hirsute bearded gent wearing glasses, dirty khakis and an open short sleeved shirt. His hands are raised to shoulder height and he is listing to one side, as if dancing or trying not to fall over.
This guy's either having the best day ever or the worst day ever.
The 28th Virginia battle flag is a Confederate battle flag that belonged to the 28th Virginia Infantry Regiment. Captured by the 1st Minnesota Infantry Regiment at the Battle of Gettysburg, the flag was brought to Minnesota and exhibited at the state's capitol for several years before passing into the permanent collection of the Minnesota Historical Society after 1896 where it has remained since.
Happy Confederate Surrender Day from Minnesota where we still have your goddamn flag and we’re not giving it up.
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Today I described my state as "oscillating between gasping in childlike wonder at the moon mission photos and doomscrolling war news."
Well, it is TACO Tuesday, right?
Also the second best song on that single.
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days like today i get incandescent with rage all over again that he wasn't in cuffs and an orange jumpsuit and perp walked on jan 21st, 2021
Chef’s tasting menu at Myriel.
"U2 are a weird outfit. They’re a contradictory, post-punk, Christian rock, avant-garde, capitalist, communitarian, disco pop, protest band. They should really be outsider artists. They had no business being the biggest band in the world for so long."
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Photo of the earth taken by Reid Wiseman, commander of NASA’s Artemis II mission to the Moon.
Good Bones by Maggie Smith Life is short, though I keep this from my children. Life is short, and I've shortened mine in a thousand delicious, ill-advised ways, a thousand deliciously ill-advised ways, I'll keep from my children. The world is at least fifty percent terrible, and that's a conservative estimate, though I keep this from my children. For every bird there is a stone thrown at a bird. For every loved child, a child broken, bagged, sunk in a lake. Life is short and the world is at least half terrible, and for every kind stranger, there is one who would break you, though I keep this from my children. I am trying to sell them the world. Any decent realtor, walking you through a real shithole, chirps on about good bones: This place could be beautiful, right? You could make this place beautiful.
“How can we sit and eat our tea, with all that blood flowing on the television?”
NO KINGS HERE!: gangoffour.ffm.to/nokingshere
Santa Claus figure with a haunted look in their eyes, offered in the Sexworld store closing auction.
You can tell that Sexworld Santa has seen some twisted shit.
www.k-bid.com/auction/6365...
Yang Yongliang Chinese, born 1980 Herding Horses, 2011 Giclee print on fine Art paper On loan from Yang Yongliang EL2026.26.2 Drawing on the long artistic tradition of imperial horse imagery, Yang Yongliang situates ancient-style herders and eight horses within a ruined contemporary landscape. What first appears like a classical panorama dissolves into collapsed earth, dead trees, abandoned cars, and mountains built from stacked high-rises and industrial structures. The ancient symbolism of the "Eight Steeds"-once associated with imperial virtue and talent recruitment-is hollowed out and reconfigured as a scene of cultural dislocation. The work exposes the impossibility of transplanting traditional ideals into a fractured modern environment, turning the noble horse into an emblem of displacement and loss.
Detail from Yang Yongliang's print titled Herding Horses
Yang Yongliang's print titled Herding Horses
I'm still thinking about this art by Yang Yongliang I saw Tuesday at Minneapolis Institute of Art.
Last night I dreamt I was stuck in the Budapest airport. My standard stress dream with an added layer of fabricated cultural references, since I really don’t know anything about Budapest or its airport.
Am I a Tech Bro? NOT A TECH BRO with a 6% agreement with tech bro ideas
Marked safe.
I've got a new record out today. It's called Fox/Coyote and if I can hit you with the softest of sells I think it's got a couple good tracks on it. Give it a listen here: push.fm/fl/foxcoyote
Small brown and black dog sitting in wood chips.
Hamline Midway, know this pupper?
Whoever won the last game starts with the money.
I fell asleep in my Who shirt and woke up out here in the fields.
If you see this post a concert photo you took if you'd like.
Now y’all have me imagining Laurie Anderson’s “Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald”
Good evening
This is your captain…
Colin Meloy did a show at the Fitzgerald Friday night. His set included a Replacements and a Richard Thompson cover. It was a fun show. The audience was basically all fans, and he knew it.
OMG, I’m in love!
I love it when a record label packs an extra CD or two in with an order. The best treats are unexpected ones.