Fuck
your
ethnicity
1 of the many reasons i love music.
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Blade Runner has been called “the official nightmare of Los Angeles”, yet this dystopian vision is in many ways a city planner’s dream come true. Finally, a vibrant street life. A downtown crowded with nighttime strollers. Neon beyond our wildest dreams. Only a Unabomber could find this totally repellant.
The streets are littered with electronic parking meters, but there are no cars parked next to them. The VTOL has replaced the SUV, but there are no traffic jams in the sky. The hero, Deckard, drives his car home from his job downtown, yet when he pulls into the grounds of the hundred-story apartment building where he lives, he finds a parking place right next to the front door. Apparently, he is the only tenant with a car.
Blade Runner is easy to criticize […] yet Blade Runner continues to fascinate. Perhaps it expresses a nostalgia for a dystopian vision of the future that has become outdated. This vision offered some consolation, because it was at least sublime. Now the future looks brighter, hotter, and blander. Buffalo will become Miami, and Los Angeles will become Death Valley, at least until the rising ocean tides wash it away.
Computers will get faster, and we will get slower. There will be plenty of progress, but few of us will be any better off or happier for it. Robots won’t be sexy and dangerous, they’ll be dull and efficient, and they’ll take our jobs.
— Thom Andersen, Los Angeles Plays Itself (2003)](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lzvzwvbwOd1qzq6g0o1_500.jpg)
Blade Runner has been called “the official nightmare of Los Angeles”, yet this dystopian vision is in many ways a city planner’s dream come true. Finally, a vibrant street life. A downtown crowded with nighttime strollers. Neon beyond our wildest dreams. Only a Unabomber could find this totally repellant.
The streets are littered with electronic parking meters, but there are no cars parked next to them. The VTOL has replaced the SUV, but there are no traffic jams in the sky. The hero, Deckard, drives his car home from his job downtown, yet when he pulls into the grounds of the hundred-story apartment building where he lives, he finds a parking place right next to the front door. Apparently, he is the only tenant with a car.
Blade Runner is easy to criticize […] yet Blade Runner continues to fascinate. Perhaps it expresses a nostalgia for a dystopian vision of the future that has become outdated. This vision offered some consolation, because it was at least sublime. Now the future looks brighter, hotter, and blander. Buffalo will become Miami, and Los Angeles will become Death Valley, at least until the rising ocean tides wash it away.
Computers will get faster, and we will get slower. There will be plenty of progress, but few of us will be any better off or happier for it. Robots won’t be sexy and dangerous, they’ll be dull and efficient, and they’ll take our jobs.
— Thom Andersen, Los Angeles Plays Itself (2003)
Gil Scott Heron - Washington DC
It’s my dream to reach this level of… Being. I will one day have this presence.
Like/Reblog and I’ll follow you on my personal!
Hey guys, I’m looking for more blogs to follow, so like/reblog this if you have any of the following on your blog:
- The Hunger Games
- Glee
- Harry Potter
- Starkid
- Music
My personal blog is everynightatthestrokeof-three.tumblr.com
I’ll follow everyone(:
I WANT TO SEE THEM. SO BADLY.
Too bad kemps workshop is the day after the concert. srsly. I might go anyway, and just be completely exhausted all day.
fuck yeah.
still listen to this song at least 4 times a day. and yes, it is that good.
Moleskine Mural (Ft. Iron Man)
My State Of Mind
People tend to categorize themselves. Its something everybody does. And one of the most common distinctions people make is:
“Are you a day or night kind of person?”
Now, usually to this, I’d reply with a simple “I don’t know” or “it depends”, but now, not less than 10 minutes ago, I think I figured out my category.
I’m a nighttime person.
This might not seem like a revelation to anyone but myself, and understandably. But it was never something I thought about. I would get up, do what I had to do and go back to sleep.
But my mind is most alive at night.
I can tell the difference. I do things in the early hours that I wouldn’t even think about during the day, such as draw a colorful collage in my moleskine, or just start writing. Its as if my mind finally connects to my hands.
I start to think more as well.
I sit and go through my entire day and analyze the intricacies, the little things that pass me by, but my mind keeps a hold of. I think my mind just pushes itself to its limit at night, when I’m by myself. But maybe this is just a nighttime state of mind, and in the morning, ill just look back at this as nonsense, as the ramblings of someone who should be sleeping.
Somehow I doubt it though.