I cannot stand the phrase “it is what it is” and I am comforted in knowing that I’m not the only one.
Now I need everyone to agree with me that participating in the wave at sporting events is lame.
The word “green” as an environmental term gets used far too much, especially as a verb. Although their popularity has waned, I want to choke a puppy every time I hear a variation of “throw under the bus” or “drink the kool-aid,” which is one of the main reasons I can no longer tolerate sports talk radio.
I want to kick a baby every time I hear “going forward”, “above and beyond”, or “kick a baby”.
“You know when you listen to music playing from another room? And you’re singing along because it’s a tune that you really love? When a door closes or a train passes by so you can’t hear the music anymore, but you sing along anyway…then, no matter how much time passes, when you hear the music again, you’re still in the exact same time with it. That’s what love is like.”—
“Jealousy is just a map, that’s all it is. If you’re jealous of someone, what it is is “Oh why aren’t I there?” and then all it is is the point you want to go to on a map, and you’ve just got to fill in the path to get there. That’s all it is, that’s all jealousy is. If you think of jealousy as “Oh, it means that I am less of a person or I’m wrong or I’m..”, then of course you’re going to get stuck in this dark black pit that you’re not gonna to get out of, but if you think “It’s a map, oh…””—
Patton Oswalt on Comedy & Everything Else #48. He kinda trails off, mainly because the hosts interrupt him, but he’s basically saying, yes, if you think of it as a map you can find your way to where you want to go. Via Meghan.
Stevie Wonder - I Believe (When I Fall In Love It Will Be Forever)
Talking Book, 1972
Like Rob Gordon, for me, this is one of the songs that will go on THE mixtape. The “you’re it” mixtape. Though at the rate I’m going it will more likely be the “You’re the best I could do” mixtape. That would be sad.
“Before it reaches Exogenesis, the album veers giddily and recklessly from glam-rock to R&B, from music that sounds like disintegrating Bach to moments where great explosions of Queen-like vocals give way to a Chopin nocturne, or an excerpt from a Saint-Saëns opera dissolves into a soundscape that conjures up a particularly malign Weimar cabaret show. If you’re a purse-lipped musical dyspeptic, this won’t be for you. For lovers of a rich and wildly varied sonic diet, however, The Resistance represents the full groaning board.”—Muse return with new album The Resistance - Times Online (via shorterexcerpts)