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~ Friday, July 8 ~
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Hey Mona Lisa, come home; you know you can’t roam without Caesar.

Look, I kind of love Kanye West.  I’m aware that he’s a grade A douchebag, but I DON’T CARE.  I DON’T CARE.  I was a little let down by My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy, at first, because I’d overplayed Monster and honestly Nicki is the best part of that song.  Power is good but I associate it with walking uphill in 90 degree weather.  Runaway, eh, I like it.

But then someone was like, YOU SHOULD GIVE ALL OF THE LIGHTS A SECOND SHOT, and I’VE NEVER LOOKED BACK (~don’t ever look back.~)  I’m about to crack Ye into my top six on last.fm and I’m feeling nostalgic. 

I think aside from the fact that All of the Lights has some insanely layered and awesome music (THE HORNS. OH MY GOD, SO MANY FEELINGS TOWARD THE LAST THIRD OF THE SONG <3_<3), it has an impressive array of guest vocalists.  And aside from the obvious - Alicia and Fergie and Riri.  LA ROUX, MAN.  LA ROUX AND ELTON JOHN (I tried to tell you but all I could say.)

All of the Lights.

I don’t know why I’m exploding my emotions all over about this song.  I’ve done it like five times before.  But I just.  I can’t with this song.  Drive 55 in a 35 zone at night with this on and tell me you didn’t have some sort of spiritual experience (especially if it’s raining, all the streetlights and stoplights and headlights bounce around and shine and eugh, amazing).

Alas, nothing will overtake 808s and Heartbreak in my heart.  I know that’s lame, because Kanye essentially made an indie album with a generous serving of autotune, but that’s sort of two things I love in life.  :/  It’s also the last thing people expected him to do, and it wasn’t all that well received?  God forbid he try something out of his comfort zone.  It deals with his ~feelings~ in a way that’s softer than his usual I DON’T NEED YOUR PUSSY BITCH I’M ON MY OWN DICK shit does.  Welcome To Heartbreak is downright melancholy, especially with dat piano.

Paranoid is probably the best track on 808s.

Paranoid.

You wanna check into the heartbreak hotel but sorry we’re closed.

I have a lot of fondness for College Dropout but if I’m being honest, I skip 70% of it.  I think the first Kanye song I ever heard was Through the Wire, but what got me was The New Workout Plan.  ALSO deal with this:

It seems we living the American dream
But the people highest up got the lowest self esteem
The prettiest people do the ugliest things
For the road to riches and diamond rings
We shine because they hate us, floss cause they degrade us
We trying to buy back our 40 acres
And for that paper, look how low we a’stoop
Even if you in a Benz, you still a nigga in a coupe

Jesus Walks gives me feelings.  If I recall, it gave my MOM feelings.  (Clearly she was an arbiter of taste.)

LOL Late Registration, I only listen to Golddigger.  WHAT.  Graduation has Flashing Lights and Stronger, which are both epic in ways I can’t talk about.

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Actually that summarizes my entire gamut of Kanye FEELINGS.

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~ Saturday, July 2 ~
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It&#8217;s deeply funny to me that, as I near the absolute end of the Harry Potter series, all I&#8217;m really concerned with is finding out things about Dumbledore.  I was on the wiki page for ages earlier, and I just bemoan the lack of the satisfying Dumbledore epic I want.  (I&#8217;ll even accept JKR writing it.  Really, if I have to settle, I will.)
Speaking of JKR, the more I think about her decision to make Dumbledore a sexless, lovelorn man married to his phoenix, the more it infuriates me.Dumbledore was gay, but after falling in love with Gellert Grindelwald in his youth lead him to lose his moral compass and flirt with the idea of Muggle oppression, he did not trust his own judgment in matters of the heart. He became &#8220;quite asexual,&#8221; and lead a &#8220;celibate and bookish life.&#8221;
That sits the opposite of okay with me.  One, they knew each other for two months.  I know Grindelwald reshaped his world in ways that BLEW GOATS (lol Aberforth hi there), and he was a young man who lost what was left of his family in the mess.  I can see this dogging him for a LONG. TIME.  I can see intimacy issues.  But I absolutely refuse to believe that someone can&#8217;t at least try to find happiness.
Asexuality does not mean what you think it means.  It also doesn&#8217;t equal celibacy.In my mind, Albus had a quiet relationship with some highly regarded muggle Botanist from Oxford who wore pressed slacks that were slightly out of fashion and looked utterly boring in photos but was all presh and cute irl.  He wouldn&#8217;t be impressed with Albus&#8217; magical status because WHO CARES ABOUT MAGIC WHEN THERE ARE NEW AND EXCITING FUNGI TO DISCOVER.  Albus is like, I have exams to grade in the morning written by illiterate fourteen year olds and they keep begging me to be Minister for Magic, please come to bed with me before my hunger for power takes over and I blow this Popsicle stand.  CAN&#8217;T HE HAVE JUST ONE THING IN HIS FUCKING LIFE NOT TURN TO SHIT, DAMN. 
tl;dr I know I&#8217;m going to weep at the end of the series but all I want in life is Albus Dumbledore getting some dick.  Someone write me the epic of Dumbledore and his bookish boyfrond.

It’s deeply funny to me that, as I near the absolute end of the Harry Potter series, all I’m really concerned with is finding out things about Dumbledore.  I was on the wiki page for ages earlier, and I just bemoan the lack of the satisfying Dumbledore epic I want.  (I’ll even accept JKR writing it.  Really, if I have to settle, I will.)

Speaking of JKR, the more I think about her decision to make Dumbledore a sexless, lovelorn man married to his phoenix, the more it infuriates me.

Dumbledore was gay, but after falling in love with Gellert Grindelwald in his youth lead him to lose his moral compass and flirt with the idea of Muggle oppression, he did not trust his own judgment in matters of the heart. He became “quite asexual,” and lead a “celibate and bookish life.”

That sits the opposite of okay with me.  One, they knew each other for two months.  I know Grindelwald reshaped his world in ways that BLEW GOATS (lol Aberforth hi there), and he was a young man who lost what was left of his family in the mess.  I can see this dogging him for a LONG. TIME.  I can see intimacy issues.  But I absolutely refuse to believe that someone can’t at least try to find happiness.

Asexuality does not mean what you think it means.  It also doesn’t equal celibacy.

In my mind, Albus had a quiet relationship with some highly regarded muggle Botanist from Oxford who wore pressed slacks that were slightly out of fashion and looked utterly boring in photos but was all presh and cute irl.  He wouldn’t be impressed with Albus’ magical status because WHO CARES ABOUT MAGIC WHEN THERE ARE NEW AND EXCITING FUNGI TO DISCOVER.  Albus is like, I have exams to grade in the morning written by illiterate fourteen year olds and they keep begging me to be Minister for Magic, please come to bed with me before my hunger for power takes over and I blow this Popsicle stand.  CAN’T HE HAVE JUST ONE THING IN HIS FUCKING LIFE NOT TURN TO SHIT, DAMN. 

tl;dr I know I’m going to weep at the end of the series but all I want in life is Albus Dumbledore getting some dick.  Someone write me the epic of Dumbledore and his bookish boyfrond.


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