“They say an end can be a start—
Feels like I’ve been buried yet I’m still alive
I’m losing my balance on the tight-rope
Tell me, please; tell me, please; tell me, please; tell me please…”
I’m pretty sure there’s the sound of a cell phone vibrating there in the chorus.
I love when it feels like a song has tunneled through time and space to touch me.
“Soma” is one of my favorite tracks on the new album—the piano breakdown in the middle is incredibly beautiful. Can’t wait to see him Monday night.
Interesting concept—potentially useful for all those desktop threads on nerdy forums when you’re wondering where a particularly nice shot came from.
It’s especially affecting while staring at this diagram.
Radiohead’s most affecting song.
Are public schools just used to store coats, or what exactly is happening at this point?
To be fair, sometimes the joke can go too far—after I bought BustedTees’ (now-discontinued) “Your Retarded” shirt, the joke got repeated so often that it became a real problem for my girlfriend, who now regularly (and accidentally) mixes up “your” and “you’re.”
This is the perfect summation of my short fuse for bad television/records/whatever. There’s too much shit in the world that’s already great for me to waste my time with shit that might one day be great.
It’s literally the limit!
mrgan: (via daringfireball)
Preferences > Memory Usage
Adjustments > Brightness/Contrast
Filters
Blur (note the rendering of the thumb arrow)
Layer Blending
Layer Style
Threshold
Color Balance
Frightful. Whatever the Photoshop UI folks are smoking over there at Adobe headquarters, it must be good.
