And of course some CD singles, all from 1997. #nineties #moving
"Amanda now drives to the next town over to get her 2am energy drinks"
Against all odds, this continues to be a thing. A couple years ago the little old lady packing our boxes at Costco pointed to me and said, “You have boy?” I was wearing a t-shirt with an army logo, so I thought maybe she was asking if I had a boyfriend in the armed forces, and said, “Uh…no.”
Unphased, she cheerfully asked, “Girl?”
Nightmares The Clown
But also like, a good mantra for all my Tumblr friends to keep in mind when shit gets rough.
Sadie dear… Don’t antagonize the demon clown.
I love this fanart almost as much as I hate myself for knowing that A) they drew Frank in one of Paul’s real suits, and B) they gave Nightmares The Clown the wrong hair color.
Yep, it’s that time of year again. This also goes for gypsy costumes, Dia De Los Muertos makeup, et al. The occasional “rabbi” costume always makes me facepalm, but it’s not NEARLY as common as those above.
DON’T TAINT THE BEAUTY AND JOY OF HALLOWEEN WITH DUMB RACISM, YOU DUMB JERKS.
Wait, hold on. So WWJD doesn’t stand for World Wide johndarnielle?
I very distinctly remember back in 1994 listening to Nirvana’s MTV Unplugged in New York CD and being so confused as to which Nirvana album “Lake of Fire” was from. I loved the song, and unlike some of the other covers they performed that night, they didn’t introduce “Lake of Fire” as a cover.
So every time I was in a music store (yes, they used to have physical stores dedicated to nothing but aisles and aisles of physical music products, weird, I know, but it was a great time to be alive), I would look at the tracklist of every Nirvana release that store had. Every CD single, every Import, every bootleg (in the stores that carried ‘em, usually buried far in the back, bootlegs aren’t technically legal)… but never found the studio recording of “Lake of Fire”.
It took me years to learn the song is a Meat Puppets cover and to hear their original reording of it. Because in 1994 there were no music forums, no fan sites, no wikipedia, no google, no spotify. I couldn’t send the question out into the void on twitter and wait for someone with more experience/knowledge to tell me I’m a dummy and it’s not a Nirvana song. Best I could have done at the time was write a letter and mail it to the label and wait and hope for a response.
All this to say - I freaking love the internet and will never take it for granted.