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Lot in Sodom (James Sibley Watson and Melville Webber, 1933)

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I am on tumblr at the wrong time. I would have loved to be on tumblr when topherchris was still posting regularly. When Julia and Jakob were happy. When soupsoup was breaking news. When tumblarity encouraged all of us to post more. When having an opinion didn’t mean activism. When we weren’t half-heartedly applauded for groupthink. When personal photos weren’t just instagram embeds. When you could embed auto-play .swfs that would make your followers furiously click “watch video” links to find the culprit and angrily unfollow you. When people were happy with themselves.


We stayed too long.

“I wish there were shortcuts to wisdom and self-knowledge: cuter abysses or three-day spa wilderness experiences. Sadly, it doesn’t work that way.”

Static CXII


“But so-called “private life” is still not essential, that is, being human. It merely sticks to a negation of what is public. It remains the dependent offspring of and feeds on its retreat from what is public. It thus attests to its own will to subservience to the general public.
— Martin Heidegger


On Monday, March 17, Aaron Graves, bandleader of Those Lavender Whales and founder of Fork and Spoon Records, asked a doctor friend about the sudden trouble he was having with his vision. He was advised to go to the emergency room the next day. By that Friday, he was receiving a biopsy at Duke…

Compilation to benefit Aaron Graves and his family! Thanks to Fork & Spoon Records, Jam Room Recording Studio, and all the bands involved:

of Montreal

Toro y Moi

Those Lavender Whales


Can’t Kids

Kid Trails

Say Brother

Mike Collins, Jr.

Helado Negro

and morrrre.

“The silence that, without any deferential air, listens with polite attention, is more flattering than compliments, and more frequently broken for the purpose of encouraging others to speak, than to display the listener’s own powers. This is the really eloquent silence.”
— Arthur Martine
“What I am writing about is human nature. I write about the South because I think the war between romanticism and the hostility to it is very sharp there.”

Tennessee Williams

"Tennessee Williams and the South" by Kenneth Holditch and Richard Freeman Leavitt.

Oyster Shuckers. Port Royal, SC. 1900.

Elizabeth “Lily” Brayton.

Elizabeth “Lily” Brayton.

“He seemed without care because he had so many.”

Bill Pitts

Rimel Neffati.

“Nothing’s a joke with me,” as one of her characters says. “It just all comes out like one.”
The Paris Review with Lorrie Moore.