Everyone has a plan ‘till they get punched in the mouth. -Mike Tyson
— (via slowplacebo)
Yeah but listen to how many tracks of whirring noise and bloopy bloops I put in there guys! It definitely makes for better music to put things in there in reverse and also the BLOOPS! Man those are some sweet clickity-beep boops!
—
Thom Yorke (via happyjosh)
Let’s hear it for the bloops and clickity-beep boops. Now how about some fucking guitars?
Sad
It’s a hard fact to face, but we live in a very trying and depressing time. Just the other day I saw a poster that said “Muscular Dystrophy, Race for the Cure: June 2nd”, and it made me really sad.
If I had the cure, I would just give it to them. Making them race for it seems really cruel and unfair. How far can a kid run with muscular dystrophy anyway?
What kind of monster creates a race like that? It’s heartbreaking.
Cold-hearted bastards. I bet Jerry Lewis is behind this.
Are you a fan of Matt Romney or The Grinch?
These are the important political questions of the time.
The one who can’t keep his dick in his pants. Although it’s hard to tell because I think they both qualify. Romney has like 20 kids or something and the Grinch has been married 3 times and likes gang bangs.
The Quotable Ryan Adams
Ryan’s banter with an audience at a recent show:
After playing the classic “Rescue Blues,” prior to performing the newer “Invisible Riverside”:
“I’m going to change the theme for the night from existential pain to confusion. [pause] Just to see what that does.”
After the somber “Two”:
“They’re just getting slower and slower, it’s like my music is dying.”
As he shuffled through a notebook, looking for a song’s lyrics:
“I had so much to say at one point.”
After a female fan requested a song from Adams’ much-maligned album “Rock and Roll”:
“I fucking hate that song. … I was trying to do the worst impression of U2 ever.”
On encores:
“The whole thing is a fucking ruse.”
On what happens when he plays an encore:
“Just in case there was one thing that was still optimistic about your life, I’ll come back and crush it like an ant.”
To Jason Isbell, who played with Adams during the encore:
“If my songs were people and your songs were people, and they happened to meet at a bar one night, your songs would kick my songs’ ass.”
Of course:
“My songs would be like a combination between a cobra and a poodle — a cobra doodle.”
In summation:
“If you leave depressed and hurt just because of my songs, then I’ve done my job.”
