ITS THE PROG ROCK/DAD ROCK BIRTHDAY WEEK 🎂🌟
Happy birthday David Byrne! (May 14, 1952)
Happy birthday Brian Eno! (May 15, 1948)
Happy birthday Robert Fripp! (May 16, 1946)
Happy birthday Bill Bruford! (May 17, 1949)
Happy birthday Rick Wakeman! (May 18, 1949)
Happy birthday Pete Townshend! (May 19, 1945)
You are all old but you are all pretty cool! Thanks for making music I guess. I love you
remember, it’s imperative to turn your aesthetic preferences into moral ones. you can’t just dislike neutral colors, or glass-and-steel skyscrapers, or flat design, they have to be symbols of neoliberal capitalism in decay. it’s incredibly important that you make sure everybody knows that the only reason anyone could like the things you don’t like is that they’re an empty shell of a person.
For every modern trans girl who wishes she could return to the days of being a sumerian eunuch temple priestess, there was a sumerian eunuch temple priestess afflicted by an inexplicable desire to play the synthesizer. These were interpreted as prophetic visions
Ive actually made myself kind of sad now contemplating the poor sumerian eunuch temple priestess having to make do with some sort of Flintstonian bone xylophone instead of a proper eurorack or 808
before i make fun of this person i want to be clear that anyone who genuinely doesn’t understand a word or phrase i’m using is welcome to ask me if they’re nicey abotu it. but ‘theorypseak’ ?? buddy i learned the word 'aegis’ from percy jackson when i was Nine years Old
circuit boards look like sex if it was real
[ID: four pictures of various circuit boards and the conductive circuit board patterns. /end ID]
like tell me this isnt penis to you
ADHD in the era of the personal brand is wild.
You get into a thing and hyperfocus harder than anyone ever has hyperfocused. Dozens, hundreds of posts across multiple platforms. You discover things no one knows, you create many new things, you intangibly weave your very digital soul into the threads of this niche thing’s fabric. You are now known as “The Thing Guy” on several websites (despite not being a guy). People screenshot it and crosspost it to other websites, and the comments are like “OH IT’S THE THING GUY AGAIN!”
three weeks later, you drop it like a stone. You still want to do it, but you have no more motivation, and you can’t force yourself to touch it again. Your brain just goes “bored now” and moves on.
Mere months later someone goes “hey, aren’t you The Thing Guy?”. You are suddenly smoking a cigarette. You take a deep drag. “Used to be, long ago… back in March”. They look at the calendar. It’s halfway through May.
Twinks Be High Key Delusional For Thinking They Will Get Off Easy When The Neo Sultan Comes Around To Revive The Old Empire 😂😂 They Thinking They Will Be A Palace Concubine Being Spoiled And Shit 😂😂😂😂 Bitch Please!!! You Gonna Be A Janissary!!!!!!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣
the eroticism of maintenance and repair
Something like that?
oh I was talking about being a robot and having a girls hands wrist deep in my chassis tugging on cables but this is good too yeah
What could we as a species accomplish if we didn’t have to labor all day in hamburger mine to afford rock and roll disk
Listen, one time we put a guy in a giant flying bomb and shot him up into outer space and brought him back alive, and then we did it again, and then we did it so many more times it became just a thing we do now and “guy who gets shot into the heavens” is like a job kids can aspire to have. We did that while doing pretty much everything else in the slowest and least efficient ways possible.















