If you have a chance to see Brand New live: do it.
Trust me, do it.
I feel like it’s rare that a band’s music performed live is even better than their studio work, but there was an astounding richness and vitality in the the sound, the emotion that are powerful in recording—but so intense live. So intense.
Like, I cried three or four times during the show. And it’s not even weird, because the dude sandwiched in on my left was sobbing during “Degausser.” Just flat out weeping. Great stuff, and man, that crowd was amazing too.
When I first got this role I just cried like a baby because I was like, “Wow, next Halloween, I’m gonna open the door and there’s gonna be a little kid dressed as the Falcon.” That’s the thing that always gets me. I feel like everybody deserves that. I feel like there should be a Latino superhero. Scarlett does great representation for all the other girls, but there should be a Wonder Woman movie. I don’t care if they make 20 bucks, if there’s a movie you’re gonna lose money on, make it Wonder Woman. You know what I mean, ’cause little girls deserve that.
Republicans apparently hate Obama more than they love Jesus, so they got drunk, blacked out, and voted for the guy they think is a cult member.
Political Communication, University of Pennsylvania
America’s Holy Pilgrimage: Civil Religion and Minorities in Modern Presidential Elections
Why did nobody tell me that The Wonder Years had this awesome bird as a symbol?
Like really, that’s. That’s the kind of thing you tell me up front.