soul

i love this clip. rob machado carves while band of horses do their thing and amplify the view.

atmospheric fairground

for fleeting moments you hang,
all charcoal and fire.

you remind me to be...

like a floating wisp,
a calligrapher's light touch.
something lies behind and beyond,
the still beauty of me.

act two shows me more.
orbital brilliance.

a shotgun blasts into blackness.
white gems above your stage.

how deep do we go?

photo: golden bay, new zealand. january 2010.

time lapses fucking rule

For a period of 365 days I'd like to perceive our world this way.

LA Light from Colin Rich.

Manhattan in motion from Mindrelic.

Night Sky from Colin Rich.

444

I have a recurring relationship with the number 444.

Generally, I encounter the three digits in the context of time - either 4:44pm or 4:44am. But this combination also often reveals itself in other formats that bring the three 4s mysteriously together.

Today I've been thinking about Bon Iver, Blood Bank alot. When I'm obsessing over a particular song I'll often lose myself in the YouTube matrix, sifting through performances at different venues, photo montages, user created videos etc.

This live version of Blood Bank was easily my favourite. Length of video? 4m 44s.

Update 1: OK, as soon as I embedded the video into this blog post it changed from 4:44 to 4:45. Some things can't be explained.

Update 2: No. 4 to one side, this is a lyrical and musical masterpiece.

new york's finest

Les Savy Fav - total nutters and tight punked out tunes.

Quiet

This Will Destroy You are a binaural trip; it's easy to get lost with them in the night sky.

Welcome to web design hell

This is brilliant.

No one does observational humour quite like The Oatmeal.