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The Artist (2011, dir. Michel Hazanavicius) 
Slim Pickens during the filming of Dr. Strangelove or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying & Love the Bomb (1964, dir. Stanley Kubrick)
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Taken with Instagram at High Point Coffee 
Taken with Instagram at Tupelo, MS 
The Body All the Waters of the Earth Turn to Blood I have never been truly scared listening to a record. Granted, as a teenager, The Number of the Beast made my skin crawl. And as an adult, Mark Eitzel’s breathtaking Songs of Love Live is as naked, yearning, and abandoned as a soul could be. But All the Waters of the Earth Turn to Blood is so disturbing that even listening to it in my office under piercing daylight creeps me the fuck out. The vocals, although bellowed throughout these seven songs, are utterly lost in the maelstrom of noise, a poignant yet horrifying comment on the individual’s voice in contemporary culture. It is a brutal, punishing, desperate, fingernails-dug-into-your-palms album. In short, The Body makes Nine Inch Nails sound like Up With People. Green Machine commercial (1978) The United Kingdom, Great Britain, and England Explained Splendid! Now I finally understand…I think. (Despite a couple of errors.) Via Hypercritical 
My RSVP will be delivered in the most syrupy, drowsy voice possible. (Taken with Instagram at Bondurant Hall) 
Sunday night is Tofu Pad Thai night, mofos. (Taken with Instagram at Oxford, MS) Matthew Sweet “Girlfriend”
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