antheaandconcordia:

Note to self: If you ever write a pirate!AU mutiny scene put this on repeat.

I fully support this!!

doggedlyjames:

This is the coniferous Bowie. It probably makes sense to few people.
(See, it’s David Bowie, as a Christmas tree. Complete with prominent package.)

Oh my GOD. Wow. WOW.

doggedlyjames:

This is the coniferous Bowie. It probably makes sense to few people.

(See, it’s David Bowie, as a Christmas tree. Complete with prominent package.)

Oh my GOD. Wow. WOW.

What time is it?! Adventure time!AND time for you to go download my album A Troubled Piece of Fruit for FREE!Plus: holiday special! If you order a physical CD, I’ll throw in an extra one to give to a friend!

What time is it?! Adventure time!
AND time for you to go download my album A Troubled Piece of Fruit for FREE!
Plus: holiday special! If you order a physical CD, I’ll throw in an extra one to give to a friend!

Stephan (spelt like Stephan pronounced like Steven) Nance is very strong evidence that we actually listen to the songs that are sent to us. Upon my first listen to his music I, to be honest, thought it was horrible. I sent it to one of my friends for a listen (I never like to dismiss things out of hand) and he sent back an email saying that Stephan’s music was “awesome!” So I listened to it again and now I can’t stop singing his rather pointed “Song for Losers.” Stephan is a very articulate vocalist with the profound ability to turn everyday things into interesting songs. Here is my interview with Stephan Nance (and a rather vocal bird in the background.)

(continue reading)

Someday, everyone will be reblogging this song on tumblr. They will reblog it in English, French, and Russian. At LEAST.

Lyrics:

[…] 

breaking through the ice, I 
scuttle down the riverbank till I 
espy the arboretum 
in your house… 
in your home… 

and covered in mud, I 
crawl into a carapace, 
and down the hallway 
you, the coniferous buoy 
bobbing on alpha waves, 
inspire a siren song, 
compose a nodding poem 
that will never see the light of day 
that will never see the light 

(but I) 
read in a dream 
Japanese garden 
head on the shoulder 
Japanese maple 
read in a dream 
Japanese garden 
head on the shoulder 
Japanese maple 
read in a dream… 
read in a dream… 

crossing crooked bridges, 
safe to knit you any garment now, but I 
cast off my crafty armaments, I 
cast you aside and I 
scoot away 

but didn’t we ditch those demons? 
are we not free to freeze and thaw as we please? 
to perch on branches 
whittled into benches 
built for human 
shivering 
un cœur en hiver 
un cœur qui ne verra jamais la lumière 

(mais je) 
lis dans un rêve 
jardin japonais 
tête sur épaule 
érable du Japon je 
lis dans un rêve 
jardin japonais 
tête sur épaule 
érable du Japon je 
lis dans un rêve… 
lis dans un rêve… 

everything will be 
simple someday soon 
everything will be 
simple, oh so simple 
everything will be 
simple someday soon… 

Простите мне, что я решился к вам писать. Перо в руке— 
вырезано имя на стволе. 
Меня кожа покраснела на свекольном красителе 
Вы меня поймали с поличным, читающего во сне; 
Ирландца, ходящего в шотландке, я люблю! 
Неразумно, но безмерно— я люблю! 
Относительно дополнительной сосновой шишки— 
Я не беру в голову, не беру в голову. 
Собственно я вырою уютную яму ему. 
Очевидно, язык мой — враг мой. 
Но языка чужого я не опасаюсь; 
не боюсь укрепиться в густолиственном лесу! 
Тучи собираются над мной, а я пережду грозу— 
и как только вы дадите оценку 
я дам вам компенсацию, 
и секретно, в карман пальто, окаменелую незабудку… 

[…] 

I don’t want to be forgotten 
I don’t want to be forgotten 
I don’t want to be forgotten 
anymore 
anymore 

denuding adamant layers 
I peel past a period of interregnum and 
inherit the gilt cardboard crown from 
the downy-crested phoenix— 
my predecessor in this queue of 
panels in triptychs 
painted and pruned. 

the kingdom’s a sham; 
Hamlet without the Prince— 
and though a tree you may well be, 
I am not convinced. 

copper head on hickory shoulder, 
curled under covers, 
a fetal web of words… 

read in a dream 
Japanese garden 
copper head on hickory shoulder 
breaking through the ice— 
un cœur en hiver…

A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUITNOW AVAILABLEDownload: iTunes CD Baby BandcampPhysical CD: Bandcamp My Website

A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUIT
NOW AVAILABLE
Download: iTunes CD Baby Bandcamp
Physical CD: Bandcamp My Website

YAY! Thank you, Parker, for making a beautiful poster!

YAY! Thank you, Parker, for making a beautiful poster!

vegansaurus:

I would never leave Allen, but if I were going to be all “to the left, to the left,” it would only be for an adorably awkward ginger who loves frozen yogurt, writes songs about how people should be nicer, and reminds me of a less cynical Bo Burnham and an off-Broadway musical about coming…

I don’t know if this write-up on me can ever be topped.

A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUIT back album artwork (by Rebecca DeMoss)w/ track listlyrics now online!!album available July 23, 2012 

A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUIT back album artwork (by Rebecca DeMoss)
w/ track list
lyrics now online!!
album available July 23, 2012 

"RESURRECTION" (listen to guitar-heavy demo on YouTube) lyrics cloudfrom A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUITavailable July 23, 2012

"RESURRECTION" (listen to guitar-heavy demo on YouTube) lyrics cloud
from A TROUBLED PIECE OF FRUIT
available July 23, 2012