I Am Out My Head
Eric Tegethoff
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This is song called “I Am Out My Head” by Eric T. & The Lightweights. I recorded it while Portland was cloudy and rainy and I couldn’t see the sun and also I was reading a novel about paranoia (Gravity’s Rainbow, Thomas Pynchon). Those are big factors in the sound, I believe. Perhaps it is too short and incomplete, perhaps it is too long and overcomplete. I’ll let you be the judge. It’s from the forthcoming EP/LP called “Songs For Paranoia”. The other voice you hear is the voice of the song being tapped(!). By who? I do not know. Thanks to Hiller for the harmonies when the frequency is tuned.

—It’s A Beautiful Day, I Am Out My Head



Bo Diddley
—It’s A Beautiful Day I Need A Drink

Bo Diddley

—It’s A Beautiful Day I Need A Drink


Ponderlings #3: Mountains

—It’s A Beautiful Day I Need A Mountain



Hey, your friendly neighborhood Eric here to remind you that Chris and I are looking to go on a trip to the oil fields of North Dakota this summer and would forever serve at your royal feet if you would help us out. Thank you I’m sorry thank you.

hihoexclamationpoint:

Re-Birth: The American Oil Boom

Today’s tumblr post features the superb drawings, for the kickstarter website and video, of Hiller Goodspeed.

Check out his other delightful work: 

Skies Electric

You shan’t be disappointed!

—It’s a Beautiful Day I’m bad at self-promotion


—It’s a beautiful day, I drew a self-portrait

—It’s a beautiful day, I drew a self-portrait


The bruises go away, and so does how you hate, and so does the feeling that everything you receive from life is something you have earned.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated (via larmoyante)

I think we are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not. Otherwise they turn up unannounced and surprise us, come hammering on the mind’s door at 4 a.m. of a bad night and demand to know who deserted them, who betrayed them, who is going to make amends.

Joan Didion. 

(via bees-knees)

(via sometimesagreatnotion)


larmoyante:

Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five

larmoyante:

Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse Five