Oh god how I’ve missed my headphones. I took a music-less flight to LA this morning– I was feeling pretty tragic about this at first, but I still had a pencil and a window seat. I *guess* this beats watching a 5-hour ANTM marathon.
To the huge, hot, glorious mess that is THE city to end all cities.
If I were to attempt to sum up this beautiful video and all the feelings that it encapsulates in my own words, it is very likely that I would embarrass you and myself with an unacceptably high dosage of cheesy, irrelevant rambling… Soo as put by Brain Pickings, cos they said it so well:
New York is a slow love. Beyond its typical emotional roller coaster — a target of all the world’s tourist lust, from the intense infatuation of the infrequent visitor to the quick disillusionment of the recent transplant — lies a rich and beautiful middle, a neverland between the black and white not grey but vibrant and colorful and magnificently enchanted, that over time swells into a powerful attachment.
That slow New York love blossoms when you cease trying to live the city as it should be and surrender to it as it is. When you embrace its uncontrollability and take comfort in its chaos, its whisper in your ear, its breath on your skin, its heartbeat in your heart. When you let the city grow on you and, in the process, you let yourself grow with it.
Here’s to New York, its vibrant neverland between infatuation and disillusionment, its allure of surrender, its promise of growth and, above all, its slow love.
Like the feeling described above, the video builds up slowly. It’s well worth the 30 minutes out of your life to just kick back and let yourself drown in a maze of color, sound, and movement. Oh and the music on these videos is the $hit. Also, that’s gonna be me casually strolling the Brooklyn Bridge in one week.
This makes me happy. Stop-motion urban-pastoral landscapes by DaBrainkilla to such clean, clear music. If you listen, you will understand that clean and clear is the most accurate way to describe what’s going on here. Please ignore the association with less exciting things like acne-fighting medicine.
This vid, composed of 4500 photos, is like grabbing the window seat on a magic school bus. Or a really awesome commuter rail. I would prefer all of my morning commutes to look and feel like this.
There are several things in life that I’m freakishly obsessed with. This includes (but is not limited to):
Handmade goods.
The kinda music that makes other people fall asleep.
The sea!!!!
So imagine how pleased I am to find all of these things offered within one band… for free?! Adam and Alma are a young duo from Stockholm, Sweden. Their debut EP, Back to the Sea, is a folk-electro-jazz-tinged release. Intricate, hand-drawn album art sets the scene, the music takes you there.
This blog is having an identity crisis. Not unlike the poor creature above (via Hyperbole and a Half — a jewel of the Internets!!). I’m not sure if I like the direction that it’s going in, and I need to sit down and figure that ish out.
I’ve also been working extra hard on some top-secret (not really) stuff this month to make up for my laziness for oh, the past six months or so. Finally, my ever-deteriorating attention span continues to wither away to the point that writing a blog post posting a series of entertaining pictures is starting to feel like an all-day visit to the dentist. Yes… yes it really does.
SO. This means that my day-to-day bloggy suffers. My goal is to relaunch it by the end of May into something ridiculously good-looking, purposeful, and hack-proof. So while I strive to fulfill a set of goals far too ambitious for my level of talent and dedication…
I leave you with a few summer songs… cos its that time of year, kids. I’ve come across so much good music lately, I want to blame the artists for being so good that I’m rendered incapable of typing, thinking, or feeling anything beyond blissful nothingness. It’s almost the truth.
