Almost ran into the biggest spider I’ve ever seen in the wild #nature #spider #capefear (at Fort Fisher State Recreation Area)
i thought the joke would get old and repetitive one minute in but no the entire fuckin thing is gold
THE ENTIRE THING IS GOLD, EVERY SECOND
haha omg this is for grooooms
WHAT IS THIS MAGIC
Even if you are not a fan of eminem, just try to watch the first minute.
Interesting how we’re always hearing how shameful and irresponsible it is to be a teen mom.
But we never hear the same messages directed at teen dads.
Or even the words “teen dad”.
It’s almost like society demonizes women’s sexuality and sexual choices while absolving men of all sexual responsibility and judgement.
Yeezy taught you well
King and Cross - Ásgeir
Justin James Reed
So cool to see a former teachers work floating around (and properly credited!) on tumblr.
1. At some point a composer thought to himself, “You know what would be cool? A musical about cats where all the characters are cats.”
2. The composer likely shared his idea with friends, family members, and colleagues. At least a few people in his life said, “A musical about cats where all the characters are cats? That sounds like a good idea for a musical.” These loved ones apparently harbored no ill will or malice toward the composer, and their support was genuine and not part of any elaborate plan to humiliate or ruin him.
5. A second draft was written in which the composer, who was actually already kind of successful, read over his musical about cats called Cats where all the characters are cats and attempted to identify weaknesses and correct them. In spite of this, the second draft of Cats was still a musical about cats.
6. The song “Memory,” the grand dramatic climax of Cats, was completed. The final crescendo of the song, and thus the emotional apex of the musical about cats, featured a cat belting the lyric, “Touch me!” The composer played this song for his father, who continued to love and respect his son and did not say anything to the tune of, “This is ridiculous and you are wasting your life.”
7. The musical about Cats was pitched to a producer who did not immediately kick the composer out of his office. In fact, the producer agreed that the musical about Cats was a good idea for a musical and was willing to put up a great deal of money, like fucking $5,000,000, to produce the musical for a public audience. That $5,000,000 is not a metaphorical $5,000,000 exaggerated for emphasis, but the literal amount of money spent to produce Cats, a musical about cats where all the characters are cats.
8. Auditions were held. People of sound mind and solid judgement willingly chose to participate in these auditions. It is conceivable that a very talented young actress on the cusp of a promising career was rejected by the producers for not sounding enough like a cat.
9. A choreographer, makeup artist, costume designer, and set designer were all hired, knowingly attaching their names to the project. None demanded to work under a pseudonym, none were being blackmailed, and none were working on the musical in order to pay back a blood debt.
11. Cats, the musical about cats where all the characters are singing and dancing cats, opened to the public. It was neither financially nor critically a complete and massive failure. Without having to be motivated by morbid curiosity, actual human beings paid money to see Cats, and theater critics, with no trace of sarcasm or irony, declared Cats a hit, encouraging even more mentally stable adults to pay their hard-earned cash to see other mentally stable adults dress up like cats and dance around for two hours.
12. Not satisfied with simply existing, Cats won the Tony Award for best musical in 1983, permanently recording in time a moment where three other musical productions were told, “I’m sorry, but there is a musical with singing and dancing cats that is better than your musical.”
13. Cats has since been translated into over 20 languages, meaning this isn’t just one of those white people things. Some productions have grossed over $155 million dollars, up $155 million dollars from what rational thought would lead one to guess it would gross. Cats went on to run longer than any other Broadway musical in history. No, seriously. I shit you not, it continues to be a beloved musical today.
Cats is based off a books of poems called “Old Possums’s Book of Practical Cats.” The poems were adapted into songs. So it wasn’t really a “lol lets make a cat musical” so much as, let’s adapt this great book into a musical that happens to be about cat characters. But I’m sure it was still silly to produce.
I’m so sick of seeing that “bad rap lyrics set against beautiful backgrounds” going around so I made my own using indie/pop/rock songs.
Beautiful. Simply Beautiful. Sometimes music just understands us, you know?
Oh look, a pretty photo set that also shows why I hate most of this music.
Oh look, a fraction of all rap music, and only using bad examples. All rap is bad!!! BAD RAP!!
Tra-la-la-la-la. Spring is in the air. And I am a flower with nothing interesting to say.