"Do you know people who insist they like “all kinds of music”? That actually means they like no kinds of music."
— Chuck Klosterman (Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs)
(Source: addicted-to-words)
"But whenever I meet dynamic, non-retarded Americans, I notice that they all seem to share a single unifying characteristic: the inability to experience the kind of mind-blowing, transcendent romantic relationship they perceive to be a normal part of living. And someone needs to take the fall for this. So instead of blaming no one for this (which is kind of cowardly) or blaming everyone (which is kind of meaningless), I’m going to blame John Cusack."
— Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto by Chuck Klosterman (via thechocolatebrigade)
"Gay marriage should be legalized in america because gay men are the only men who want to be married."
— Chuck Klosterman (via growingupindie)
(Source: growing-up-indie)
Weezer’s Pinkerton is getting reissued this Tuesday (Nov 2) and I couldn’t be more pumped for it. Weezer’s even doing a gimmick tour where they play the entire album as their show (this seems to be the new thing to do for bands). After seeing the above YouTube, I might have to be on board with it.
But don’t just take it from me, take it from Chuck Klosterman: ”Weezer’s second album began as the alt-rock equivalent of a tenth-grade poetry geek—it didn’t even like itself,” writer Chuck Klosterman said of the album that was initially dismissed by critics and fans. “Yet [Pinkerton] would come to define what emo is supposed to be: muscular pop guitars supporting lyrics so specifically self-indulgent that they must be true. Rivers Cuomo might not understand you, but you can understand him. Pinkerton is not about feeling your pain; it’s about feeling his.”
LOVE the Klosterman quote.
(Source: karlomarx)
"Anytime I’m in a foreign place with lots of strangers who all share an identical (yet completely unrelated) purpose, I start to think I’m in purgatory. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a theory that life on earth is purgatory, because life on Earth seems to have all the purgatorial qualities that were once described to me by nuns. It’s almost like we’re all Bruce Willis in The Sixth Sense, but nobody on “earth” has figured this out yet, even though it will suddenly seem obvious when we get to the end. Sometimes I think that the amount of time you live on earth is just an inverse reflection of how good you were in a previous existence; for example, infants who die from SIDS were actually great people when they were alive “for real”, so they get to go to heaven after a mere five weeks in purgatory. Meanwhile, anyone Willard Scott ever congradulated for turning 102 was obviously a terrible individual who had many, many previous sins to pay for and had to spend a century in his or her unknown purgatory (even though the person seemed perfectly wholesome in this particular world). This hypothesis becomes especially clear inside any airport. It’s like a warehouse full of dead people rushing around from gate to gate to gate that they will, if they are lucky, die in a plane crash and leave the purgatory hell that is the airport."
— Killing Yourself to Live by Chuck Klosterman (via thechocolatebrigade)
"Stop trying to decipher “Smells Like Teen Spirit” - the truly enduring moment of the ’90s may prove to be a dude rapping nonsense while wielding a leaf blower."
— Chuck Klosterman on Beck’s “Loser” (via brainfruits)
timebomb: “Here is the easiest way to explain the genius of Johnny Cash: Singing... »
“Here is the easiest way to explain the genius of Johnny Cash: Singing from the perspective of a convicted muderer in the song “Folsom Prison Blues, Cash is struck by pangs of regret when he sits in his cell and hears a distant train whistle. This is because people on that train are ‘probably…
"We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all of this; there is always one person you love who BECOMES that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. You will remember having conversations with this person that never actually happened. You will recall trysts with this person that never technically occurred. This is because that individual who embodies your personal definition of love does not really exist. This person is real— but you create the context. And context is everything. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."
— Chuck Klosterman (via valleyglows) (via 20somethingrock)
"Every relationship is fundamentally a power struggle, and the individual in power is whoever likes the other person less."
— Chuck Klosterman (via whatwouldsnapedo)
chill: Day 10- your favorite quote(s) »
“When the power of love, overcomes the love of power, the world will know peace.”-Jimi Hendrix
“If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face. Oh sure, it seems obvious now, but you’d be amazed at how many people don’t think of it when it’s relevant. Seriously, just punch them in…
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The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose.
Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
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Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live (via alittlebitlost)
I’ve posted this before, I think, but I just love it and every time I read it or think about it, I feel like I get something else out of it and understand some little piece in a new way…
"There are two ways to look at life. Actually, that’s not accurate; I suppose there are thousands of ways to look at life. But I tend to dwell on two of them. The first view is that nothing stays the same and that nothing is inherently conn, and that the only driving force in anyones life is entropy. The second is that every thing pretty much stays the same (more or less) and that everything is completely connected, even if we don’t realize it."
— The book Sex, Drugs, And Cocoa Puffs* - Chuck Klosterman (via ainsleyroark)
"Art and love are the same thing: It’s the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you."
— Chuck Klosterman (via waywardhum)
"You used to be able to tell the difference between hipsters and homeless people. Now, it’s between hipsters and retards. I mean, either that guy in the corner in orange safety pants holding a protest sign and wearing a top hat is mentally disabled or he is the coolest fucking guy you will ever know."
— (via quietbeginnings)
"By now, everyone I know is one of seven strangers, inevitably hoping to represent a predefined demographic and always failing horribly. The Read World is the real world is The Real World is the read world. It’s the same true story, even when it isn’t."
— Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs: A Low Culture Manifesto by Chuck Klosterman (via thechocolatebrigade)
