Gonna start Succession today since a bunch of y'all seen to fw it

One of the best bits of tele of the last decade for sure

This pilot episode is killer

@drjdeponytail @Jerry_Seinfeld

Nack is cool from what I’ve heard, I need to peep more for sure.

Still waiting on that mythical Stove God album

Yea Nack has that off-kilter flow man said some s*** "hands like Ali with the rope-a-dope holy hope heroin laced in my overcoat" haha That Live From the Tabernacle tape sounds dope.

Broski I really feel like Stove won't drop another album

i really still need to see the russia traumazone one. you hear him get the unfair criticism/platitude of his films being the equivalent of scrolling through Wikipedia when you're drunk. The way he uses music in his films/ the fact it's all found footage/ and the way he weaves it all together in an almost psychedelic way makes him a totally unique filmmaker imo. I dont fully agree with his politics but his critique of America is pretty spot on in that film.

The music in It Felt Like A Kiss is also really great. It's where i discovered this cynical masterpiece by Peggy Lee

drank heavily 3-4 nights in a row. first time i've done this in like 4-5 months. pure hell just have to endure. not gonna put myself through this for at least a few more months, it ain't worth it.

but a few beers, a couple tylenul, coffee, gatorade, and a bunch of klonopin and modafinil really is a godsend combo to cure hangovers.

Yeah I'm not sure exactly what his (or my own) politics are but as far as presenting history and facts and explaining how we got here, hes pretty incredible. Agreed about how unique it feels.

The fact that he's got a ton of deep cuts from the 50s and early 60s as much as 70s and 80s that Fats Domino song is a rare one. And making it after a Phil Spector song that didn't even get released whew.

I didn't get drunk once during the holidays I like the odd 🔨 time but it just never happens anymore.

Just had a little shrooms last night and played Mario Wonder with my gf. Watched Snow White for the first time in eons and man that animation quality really was revolutionary for it's time there were amazing films in the mid 30s but that must have been such a vibrant blast of life at the time

Yep, definitely has a great taste in music but it's also carefully considered to add context to the film's themes (i think). It Felt Like a Kiss is cool because it's basically a musical but also a documentary. Also has a lot of humor. Not his best film i'm sure but 54 minutes long it's definitely worth checking out.

When I was in film school I made a lot of films with archival/found footage/old vintage film. I was more inspired by experimental stuff like Jonas Mekas/Stan Brakhage tbh but when a filmmaker can incorporate footage like that without coming off as trite I'm always impressed.

Today I realized that I am 40 and that an immense emptiness
surrounds me and my soul.
I have come to this, it is here that my life has led me to,
I am in a thick darkness, often I feel I am sinking.
I reach for air and I feel today that the only way out, my only hope,
is to submerge perhaps into this blackness completely,
like into a coma, not to run away from it, not to stare into it,
but to embrace it and thus go beyond it with or without perhaps.
The pain is stronger than ever. I have seen bits of lost paradises
and I know that I will be hopelessly trying to return
even if it hurts.
The deeper I swing into the regions of nothingness
the further I am thrown back into myself,
each time more and more frightening depths below me,
until my very being becomes dizzy.
There are brief glimpses of clear sky,
like falling out of a tree, so I have some idea where I am going,
but there is still too much clarity and straight order of things,
I am getting always the same number somehow.
So I vomit out broken bits of words and syntax
of the countries I've passed through, broken limbs of slaughtered houses,
geographies. My heart is poisoned,
my brain left in shreds
of horror and sadness.
I never let you down, world,
but you did lousy things to me.
This feeling of going nowhere, of being stuck,
the feeling of Dante's first strophe,
as if afraid of the next step, next stage.
As long as I don't sum up myself, stay on the surface,
I don't have to move forwards,
I don't have to make painful and terrible decisions,
choices, where to go and how.
Because deeper there are terrible decisions to make,
terrible steps to take.
It is at 40 that we die, those who did not die at 20. It is at 40 that we betray ourselves, our bodies, our souls,
by either staying on the surface or by going further
but through the easiest decisions, ing,
throwing our souls back by thousands of incarnations.
But I have come close to the end now,
it's the question will I make it or will I not.
My life has become too painful and I keep asking myself,
what am I doing to get out of where I am?
What am I doing with my life?
It took me long to realize that it's love
that distinguishes man from stones, trees, rain,
and that we can lose our love and that love grows through loving,
yes, I have been so completely lost, so truly lost.
There were times I wanted to change the world,
I wanted to take a gun and shoot my way
through the Western Civilization.
Now I want to leave others alone,
they have their terrible fates to go.
Now I want to shoot my own way through myself,
into the thick night of myself.
Thus I change my course, my love going inwards,
thus I am jumping into my own darkness.
There must be something, somehow, I feel, very soon,
something that should give me some sign
to move one or another direction.
I must be very open and watchful now,
completely open. I know it's coming.
I am walking like a somnambulist waiting for a secret signal,
ready to go one or another way,
listening into this huge white silence for the weakest sign or call.
And I sit here alone and far from you
and it is night and I am re?ecting on everything all around me
and I am thinking of you.
I saw it in your eyes, in your love,
you too are swinging towards the depths of your own being
in longer and longer circles.
I saw happiness and pain in your eyes
and reflections of the paradises lost and regained and lost again,
that terrible loneliness and happiness,
yes, and I re?ect upon this
and I think about you, like two lonely space pilots in outer cold space,
as I sit here this late night alone
and I think about all this
and about you and for a brief moment
I don't know for how long we meet
somewhere between the words dreams images space between the words
perhaps and I am happy.
As I look into the cold endless space passing by without sound without speed
a metal blue endless distance between us
but I know you are there
I can feel your heart beat my love.

One of my worst hangovers ever atm

brutal...praying for you why do we put ourselves through this a couple of beers should make you feel better.

Maybe we should stop poisoning ourselves

Beer and Mexican food

F*** Alabama

That was a good one broski, this is how a bowl game should be.

I’m going with Washington to win it all tho

All three playoff games should be great this year. Penix :datass:

nope too much fun

never

@leals_core
just realized the music video for this song is an audition reference. been reading some trivia about the film since it's fresh in my mind and apparently that vomit/eating scene was real vomit (not sure i buy this though, sounds like BS)

This f***ing show
Everybody is the biggest f***ing rotten piece of s*** you know x10. F*** all these people but I can't stop watching

This might be my favorite song that isn't on streaming services