This is Vampire Weekend and this is A-Punk.

“Every dollar counts
And every morning hurts
We mostly work to live
Until we live to work”
“Nestes dias tive tempo p’ra pensar
Se a tradição estará mesmo para acabar
E cheguei à conclusão fundamental
Que nesta história da canção tradicional
É bonita ouvi-la vir de alheia mão
Mas mais bonito ainda é vir do próprio coração
Se depois tem que resultar num bem comum
Isso não nos pode pôr problema algum
Que o colectivo que há em cada um de nós
Não tem, porra, apenas uma voz
E ouvir o bem comum de outra gente
Que deixa o antropólogo louco de contente
Que por nascer das veias da comunidade
Para nós é música e para eles identidade
E porque vejo que saber gostar de ouvir
É diferente de lembrar e produzir
Perguntei ao sangue pela minha tradição
O sangue respondeu-me esta canção…”
sfmoma:

lamassucats:

Pirkle Jones (American, 1914—2009)
View of San Francisco in the Rain, 1952
Figures in Rain, San Francisco, 1955
Street in the Rain, 1956

We could use some more rain, couldn’t we… 
sfmoma:

lamassucats:

Pirkle Jones (American, 1914—2009)
View of San Francisco in the Rain, 1952
Figures in Rain, San Francisco, 1955
Street in the Rain, 1956

We could use some more rain, couldn’t we… 
sfmoma:

lamassucats:

Pirkle Jones (American, 1914—2009)
View of San Francisco in the Rain, 1952
Figures in Rain, San Francisco, 1955
Street in the Rain, 1956

We could use some more rain, couldn’t we… 

Studies have shown that we,

like sheep, are prone

To sure fatal doses

of malcontent through osmosis

But don’t be sympathetic,

just pass the anesthetic

Because sheep are benign

and on the young we will dine

It’ll probably pass

'Cause it'll drive you mad
And if it drives you mad 
If it drives you mad

listening to different versions

doesn’t matter if it’ll drive me mad,
'cause it'll probably pass

There are places we must go to
To bring these hollow words on back from
You must cross the muddy river
Where love turns to love turns to fear

Is “Near Death Experience Experience” the most Danceable Sad Song ever?

“I can’t see the sense in us breaking up at all”
“They say all good things must come to an end
Everyday the night must fall
How it all came to this, I simply can’t recall
Too many cooks in the kitchen
How the mighty must fall”

Don’t dismiss it like it’s easy
Tell me what’s so easy
‘Bout coming to say goodbye


You’re gonna miss her in the evening
You know I won’t be needing
Somebody when you come to die