If you’re going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. There’s nothing metaphysical about it.
In 1956, 96-year-old Samuel Seymour appeared on a game show called I’ve Got A Secret…his secret was that he saw Lincoln’s assassination when he was five years old.
Holy shit.
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Bottle opener disguised as a key. So cool.
Photographer Nicholas Maggio on set wearing the Unis Gio Skinny.
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Bill’s wife Shelley or someone had turned on one of those Pottery Barn holiday CDs in the living room, and some rich people were “getting loose,” inasmuch as there were basically quotation marks surrounding everyone on the dance floor, metaphorically speaking. Women in thin white sweaters and tall leather boots with spiky heels were physically moving around on top of the cream colored carpet in ways that said, “Sex with me will be a painfully one-sided, seven thousand pound letdown after a long, horrible night of lying to yourself.” One particularly wild woman had taken her shoes off. Perhaps she had been at Woodstock, or knew how to hold an ocarina.
You stupid sucker, you.
The Flaming Lips talk about one of my favorite songs ever ever ever, “Feeling Yourself Disintegrate.” Their entirety of their oral history of The Soft Bulletin is pretty awesome.
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Um. No thank you.
