"My study-office is near the front of the house. There are full-size windows that let me see who’s coming and going. I have a customized L-shaped worktable and a comfortable black swivel chair. Over the desk are photos and memorabilia from projects I’ve worked on. To my right is a gas fireplace and a mantle with three Al Hirschfeld drawings—two of me in "Star Trek" and one when I appeared on Broadway in "Equus." On shelves are a number of my photographs that are in several museums’ collections.
There are no Spock uniforms in my closet, but I’m totally comfortable with the character now. There was a time many years ago when I was concerned that the three years I spent playing him on TV would overshadow my career. I’m grateful for Spock. As someone who grew up Jewish in Boston, I was always “the other”—an alien. So I get it.
Sitting on my desk is a small black box with a glass window. Inside is a pair of pointed ears. These are the ear tips I wore on final day of shooting for the TV show. I had them mounted. From time to time, I meet people who give me the “Star Trek” treatment. I don’t mind. Fortunately, no one has asked me to beam them up lately.”
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I see his madness and I want to contain it like an oil spill.
oh you know just some more normal hanni arts of normal hanni stuff like eating a bird and sniffing animals.
This artist makes me feel like I am the crow and I am the stag and madness is beauty and all in ink.
"God of varmints, God of will, forgive us
our trespasses. We know precisely what we do."
-John Casteen, “Night Hunting” (via princessmeanypants)
Tonight I hear machines at their dark work in the dark, I understand
the sound they make among the gaps between the trees
to mean: someone is building, something is being built, a man
tilts at his deadline with no moon tonight to show him how. My son
lies sleeping apostrophic in his bed, one month gone by since
I first trimmed his hair, those fine gossamer follicles falling, leaflike,
like the inflection of the one declarative command: change. I take
myself out. Not far-off, not near, the earth-grinders make
their voices heard like drag-harrows behind them. The physical world
contains an inexhaustible supply of metaphor, I tell myself
again; I tell everyone. They listen. They listen like I listen
to the mind’s interrogative, landscape’s imperatives, night’s
silent rescission. Seeing today—it was my birthday—
the steep-sloped flanks of Old Rag Mountain, as if
for the first time: like part of what that knob stands for
has been redacted, excised, reforested with that hard full head
of chinkapin and oaks like hairs. Witness-trees like weather vanes.
Hickories in their bitter greens: mockernut, shagbark, shellbark.
A mile distant, a wind whips up their crowns like thick sweet cream;
I watch a sharp-shinned hawk watch it and hatch her plan, light
off a branch like the business she means. Her fine limbs quaver
and approach. She hops, wings flick: all conveyor, no belt, or belt
of raw air. Thermals outflank the Blue Ridge, insinuate themselves
upside Old Rag’s bouldrous head. A red door opens in the sky:
low light irradiates recalcitrant spruce, high-blown birds. The noise
happens and happens. Who comes in. Who in the dark now stands alert.
March has been a crazy month for us here at SP. Whether it’s work, traveling or the absurd amount of college basketball we’ve been watching - there’s been plenty of time and reason to get behind on all things, including music. No worries though; even though we’re a tad late with it, we still have a new set of tunes for you in Sideways Ponytails March 2014 Mix.
Per usual, this mix has a little bit of everything, including tastes of some of our favorite LP releases of the year so far (Mac DeMarco, Real Estate, The War on Drugs, Future Islands, etc.), some fantastic new singles from up and coming acts (Jungle, Haerts, SZA) and some great remixes/covers. This mix also has the healthiest dose of hip hop that we’ve had in a while – much to our delight. No matter if you’re at work, making some grub or watching the games this weekend (even if your team is out of it), this mix covers the occasion and will give you more than a couple chances to boogie. Enjoy and please feel free to pass along. Download and track listing below.
01 Jungle : “Busy Earnin’”
02 Sam Smith : “Stay With Me”
03 How To Dress Well : “Words I Don’t Remember”
04 Just Friends (Nicolas Jaar + Sasha Spielberg) : “Don’t Tell Me”
05 London Grammar : “Hey Now (Tensnake Remix)”
06 Missingno : “Brandy Flip”
07 SZA : “Child’s Play (feat. Chance The Rapper)”
08 Schoolboy Q : “Blind Threats (feat. Raekwon)”
09 Freddie Gibbs + Madlib : “Harold’s”
10 Young Fathers: “Low”
11 LE1F: “Wut”
12 Tycho: “Awake”
13 Trust: “Are We Arc?”
14 Glass Animals : “Holiest (feat. Te Shi)”
15 Movement : “Like Lust”
16 The War On Drugs : “Burning”
17 Future Islands : “A Dream of You and Me”
18 Real Estate : “Horizon”
19 Mac DeMarco “Treat Her Better”
20 Pure X. : “Heaven”
21 Yumi Zouma : “It Feels Good To Be Around You (feat. Air France)”
22 HAERTS : “Call My Name”
23 Beach House : “Saturn Song”
Memo to me: listen to this
Sam Smith - Stay with Me + Lay Me Down [Saturday Night Live]
"You’ll be fine. You’re 25. Feeling [unsure] and lost is part of your path. Don’t avoid it. See what those feelings are showing you and use it. Take a breath. You’ll be okay. Even if you don’t feel okay all the time."
-Louis C.K. (via arielnamo)