Sons of Anarchy (Jax Teller) - Lose Yourself
Sexiest beginning of a song ever. No less.
Bairro Alto, Lisbon (2005)
Fuck, so many great nights. The Strokes, Franz Ferdinand, and The Pixies blasting full force in background and having absolutely no clue that we were the most free we were ever going to be. <3
Harry Clarke’s illustration on Rob’s jacket.
I loved the LP :D have been listening like a million times when I was a teenie
Richard Brody on the protagonist of the Coen brothers’ latest film, “Inside Llewyn Davis”: http://nyr.kr/1gaVkkS
“The moppy-haired, scruffy-bearded, soulfully bedraggled yet fiercely proud and discerning musician is a straightforward, dramatic portrait of an artist. The title of the movie is also the title of the folksinger’s album—and Llewyn Davis seems less like a fictitious character than a hitherto-unknown historical figure, which is why it feels appropriate to call him (contra the convention regarding movie characters) by his last name. And, despite the comic irony of the world outside Llewyn Davis, the sincerity, even tenderness of his depiction wouldn’t be out of place in a film by Martin Scorsese.”
Soundtrack Of My Life, or my own discography so far.
#violentfemmes #additup #kissoff #lyrics #bestmusicalbums
There was no escaping it. Harpelo had been caught. “It’s exactly what it looks like Shamela,” he confessed. “I’m having an affair with that guy and that girl and this little dog and sometimes that disembodied head up there.” #mannequindepressed