Christina Mrozik's sinuous menagerie.
I cannot wait 'til this movie is out to rent.
Tindersticks provide the soundtrack for this nothing short of mesmerising looking movie.
And y'know, it's Tindersticks.
They're always a reason to see/hear something.
So...i just completely lost my shit.
Anyone else?
Download for free if you have a Google Play account.
I could sign up for one, what with having a google account...but i feel there would be repercussions.
Follow up emails.
General pestering.
I'll wait until it's more widely available, thanks.
Fuck everyone who hates this song.
You're fools.
Foooools!
I did a bad, bad thing.
I got myself an AbeBooks account.
Also known as...book heaven.
An online re-creation of old, musty bookshops.
A literary shut-in's dream.
...
I'm royally screwed.
I first discovered the site a good few years ago when i was obsessed with owning a first edition of the Mervyn Peake illustrated Alice's Adventures In Wonderland.
Those things cost a bomb as you can imagine, so i backed away from my laptop before i did something really, really stupid and didn't return.
Until a few years later i finally read the entire Gormenghast series.
And fell in love.
Yet again i became obsessed with the idea of owning a first edition of the Trilogy with Peake's illustrations.
Too rich for my beggarly blood, however.
So, off i scampered from the clutches of my degenerate laptop and my own weak will to save myself from another potentially ruinous monetary venture.
And i've been doing quite well ever since.
No more desperate searches in the middle of the night.
No more longingly staring at editions for sale.
I don't need first editions.
It'd be nice and one day i hope to have one but for now a relatively pristine copy will do me fine.
...
But then i had to go and read Neuromancer, didn't i?
And the sequel is impossible to find at a low price unless you buy second hand.
Which i did, through a pretty awesome seller called AwesomeBooks.
They started as a small collection of unwanted books in the basement of an ex-student's mother's basement in 2004 and have now grown to stock over 2 million titles.
Not bad for small beginnings.
But those small beginnings are going to be my ugly downfall.
They will be the reason i'll have to live in a 'house' constructed of the books i've bought instead of food.
...
Actually, that sounds pretty okay.
...
Help me?
Okay, I know, R-Patz is...whatever but doesn't this look like one of those movies where Guy Pearce is just fucking electric?
This is a note to myself to get a new feckin' battery for my book lamp.
My eyes, my poor straining eyes.
untitled
'I don't know if you're alive or dead.
Can you on earth be sought,
Or only when the sunsets fade
Be mourned serenely in my thought?
All is for you: the daily prayer,
The sleepless heat at night,
And of my verses, the white
Flock, and of my eyes, the blue fire.
No-one was more cherished, no-one tortured
Me more, not
Even the one who betrayed me to torture,
Not even the one who caressed me and forgot.'
I Don't Know If You're Alive Or Dead
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