I’m pretty excited about this.
I like this.
Please watch this: edit to Charlie Chaplin’s final speech in The Great Dictator.
Hey fellow Edmontonians,
Take a look at the blog post my uncle Ryan posted last month. And for a real hoot of a time, be sure to read the comments. Just click on the link below.
Treat your ears right. Listen to this.
See what a group of engineers did to encourage people to use the stairs in Stockholm.
(Source: hellyeahchandlerbing, via weallfindlove)
This makes me think of childhood road trips to Vancouver Island with my family. My grandma would sing this over and over again and no one could figure out what the words were.
I dig this song.
smokedontsmoke:Bronson - My Idle Bed
You don’t learn a romantic croon like this. You aren’t taught something like this. A voice as nuanced, fragile and certain as this is inherent. There’s something about music this earnest and poetic that cuts through the listener, and makes an instant connection. From start to finish Paper Tusk is a heavy wave of forgotten emotions, only felt by the brave.
I stumbled across a collection of floating yellow umbrellas while touring around Kotor, Montenegro. Twas truly splendid!
