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in tj this sun. the griffin this monday. 

tumblr is a big reason for the shape of our art now. not a coincidence a genre like chillwave springs up from diff artists in diff areas of the world w/ no particular ties to a location or a scene, other than the fact that what they were projecting was a direct reflection of the art and media they were internalizing. just more evidence of us being a collective consciousness. this song and video is probably the most pure expression of contemporary post punk i’ve heard in a while.

in other news i can’t sleep, i have violent coughs, and my heart rate feels permanently elevated. 

hahahah holy shit. 

*addendum: so worth a fucking edit. i love how they focus on the rookie at the beginning. and fucking respect through the roof for nash requesting nas in 19fucking94. u can see it in his eyes he knows he’s the shit. 

brian wilson.

sdzoo:

lol! Too funny not to post. Thanks for the submission!

omg. SORRY BUT THIS MUY HILARIOSO.

COME INTO THE GARDEN, AND SOAK IN THE WARM DULCET TONES OF ESTEBAN DE RACOON

easily my fav version

deja vu. pretty sure i posted this a long time ago, in the immediate galaxy, on some former blog that has since fallen off the face of the internet. 

 

john cooper clarke - evidently chicken town

 

the fucking cops are fucking keen

to fucking keep it fucking clean

the fucking chief’s a fucking swine

who fucking draws a fucking line

at fucking fun and fucking games

the fucking kids he fucking blames

are nowehere to be fucking found

anywhere in chicken town

the fucking scene is fucking sad

the fucking news is fucking bad

the fucking weed is fucking turf

the fucking speed is fucking surf

the fucking folks are fucking daft

don’t make me fucking laugh

it fucking hurts to look around

everywhere in chicken town

the fucking train is fucking late

you fucking wait you fucking wait

you’re fucking lost and fucking found

stuck in fucking chicken town

the fucking view is fucking vile

for fucking miles and fucking miles

the fucking babies fucking cry

the fucking flowers fucking die

the fucking food is fucking muck

the fucking drains are fucking fucked

the colour scheme is fucking brown

everywhere in chicken town

the fucking pubs are fucking dull

the fucking clubs are fucking full

of fucking girls and fucking guys

with fucking murder in their eyes

a fucking bloke is fucking stabbed

waiting for a fucking cab

you fucking stay at fucking home

the fucking neighbors fucking moan

keep the fucking racket down

this is fucking chicken town

the fucking train is fucking late

you fucking wait you fucking wait

you’re fucking lost and fucking found

stuck in fucking chicken town

the fucking pies are fucking old

the fucking chips are fucking cold

the fucking beer is fucking flat

the fucking flats have fucking rats

the fucking clocks are fucking wrong

the fucking days are fucking long

it fucking gets you fucking down

evidently chicken town

bwhahhaha 49:00 and on is the realest shit ever dropped on the innanet