N.Rice

Print & Installation Artist

October 13, 2014 10:44 am October 10, 2014 11:29 pm
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  • Love Will Tear Us Apart (Joy Division cover)
  • By: David Bowie
  • 260,383 Plays

musicpnppl:

 

David Bowie’s rare cover of ‘Love Will Tear Us Apart’ by  Joy Division.

A chance meeting in 1983 had David Bowie, Bernard Sumner and Peter Hook chatting away over beers in the Kings Arms in Salford. “…So we were all there just having a laugh and we joked that he should come n have a jam with us, then next minute - well, it was the next day actually, but i didn’t expect he’d definitely come by - and we were in the practice rooms and we were playing Love Will Tear Us Apart and I was like, f%$k we’re playing Love Will Tear Us Apart with David Bowie singing, this is crazy. We never released it - Bowie took a recording of it, and just layered some more vocals on for fun, sent it back to me…”

(Source: charlesdances)

11:26 pm

asylum-art:

Eugenia Loli Collages

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Eugenia Loli must have a wicked sense of humor because her photo collages crack me up. I can’t quite put my finger on why they’re funny, but maybe it’s the combination of vintage, 1950s imagery with scary, apocalyptic themes. The two very different tones seem to collide in her series of beautifully surreal images. .

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11:25 pm 9:28 pm October 8, 2014 11:10 pm September 29, 2014 7:15 pm
"How weird it is to think I used to not know of your existence. I somehow lived my life without ever knowing you were a person. Once we met though, god I haven’t been able to get you out of my head since. It’s hard to imagine I used to be able to live my life without you consuming my head with thoughts."

kmr (disastrous-heartache)

(Source: seventeenandinsatiable, via ilovethebeatles6497)

7:03 pm

michaelelvidge:

"The Day My Kid Went Punk" afterschool special from 1987.

September 18, 2014 1:24 pm September 14, 2014 11:20 pm
"Oftentimes when I am in a place occupied by butches and men, masculinity becomes a kind of currency. Butches start talking about how they’ve “fucked more girls” than the men, “gotten more pussy,” and are “better in bed.” Their sexual partners become objects rather than humans.

If there are women in the room, their objectification seems to be a bonding mechanism for the butches and men, laughing about who has the best ass, the best tits, who they’d fuck or not fuck. I can show a picture of my girlfriend to a man and know I will get instant respect from him based on her attractiveness. I know that because I’ve done it in the past, and that respect felt good to me, like my masculinity was confirmed by “the source.”

And that, my friends, is unbelievably fucked up."