Posts by JacksonP
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I Wish I Had an Evil Twin
I’m liking them more and more.
In related news, I just listened to the lyrics of The National song, Conversation 16. It’s… disturbing?
But I’m more compelled by this Maya Jane Coles remix of Little Dragon.
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Beware the Evil Twins.
It's kind of thematically appropriate for Nunvember.
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Hard News: Some things just don't let…, in reply to
[embed, damn you!]
Brackets are not your friend.
The Magnetic Fields.
More listening required. I might like them. ;-)
Haven't seen this video before. It turns me... Oh right.
Photo-shopped?
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This has been out a while, but it only just made it to my ears, via 95bFm as usual.
It's growing on me. Remixes galore out there for those who care. -
Hard News: Some things just don't let…, in reply to
Loving this now and will be loving it even more live tomorrow night.
The funniest thing is they will be followed by these guys. Seems almost impossible.
Two women somehow managed to talk to each other constantly, rapidly, loudly – and at the same time.
I wonder if they were related to the two seat dancers next to us at Portishead last night. Head shaking and arm waving in restricted seating arrangements is a hazard to eyes.
Portishead were pretty damn excellent, if you like that sort of thing, which apparently I do.
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Hard News: Presentation and Reality, in reply to
I hope they pick and choose what they print throughout the campaign.
Oh don't worry, they are. Like this tripe. Although at least in the online version they don't link to the poll in question, as they do in the print version.
Careful what you wish for.
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Hard News: On Science, in reply to
Not so much a Calendar
as a Periodic Table...Or even teh blue tableau, if you will.
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Cracker: Spotted, in reply to
Far too much time on my hands ;-)
Seriously, you really have. ;-)
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Cracker: Spotted, in reply to
on stooping to google...
I find others have well and truly beat me to this
bloody morphic hive mindI find this process fascinating. Often I'll put a saying or phrase (hoof arted is as old ass as the donkey, by the way) and rejoice when I get " No results found for X" response.
It's a new form of existentialism. If it's not on Google, it doesn't exist. Seems reasonable to me.