Doin’ a throwback image for my portfolio site, launching REAL soon. I will clue you in as much as I can but for now….
Design for Chile | Design You Trust
On february 27th, 2010, the people of Chile went through and still endures the consequences of one of the worse earthquakes in human History.
In front of this situation, the design community can’t remain indifferent. That’s how Design for Chile is born.
The objective of Design for Chile is, at a first level, to raise funds to be donated to entities that are helping rebuild the country, and also, to unify the different actions and initiatives being made by the design world for Chile.
At this very moment our staff is contacting different designers and groups, both national and international, asking for their support and the donation of custom made prints that will be sold in our website. After that, all profits will be donated to help Chile in the best way possible.
As a final phase of our project, Design for Chile is putting together an exhibition (date to be confirmed), where all donated pieces will be displayed alongside several chilean design objects and a constant fund raise will be held.
Also, since we understand that many will want to take part in our project, we will hold an international open call for posters. All pieces submitted will take part in our exhibition, however, 15 of them will be chosen and added to our international store, side by side with all of our guests. You can download the brief here.
For any questions please contact us at ialso@designforchile.com.
From now we would like to extend our encouragement to Chile and our deepest grattitude to the world community of designers for their interest and willingness. We hope to do what we can for our country in such hard times.
Just do it. Please?
Another rain-related music post. This “talk” about the weather is driving me like a hurricane. Is there nothing else to talk about? Despite all humor, there is something about the rain that is drivin’ me…(insane)
Sunday morning Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Sunday, she’s gone
Sunday morning Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Sunday, she’s gone
She went over again, down in the valley, she’s gone
I’m wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering where she’s gone
I’m wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering, wondering where she’s gone
She went over again, down in the valley, she’s gone
(instrumental solo)
I am very lonely, my love just can’t go on
Oh I’ve gotta find my baby, where ever, where ever she’s gone
Sunday morning Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Sunday, she’s gone
Sunday morning Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday Sunday, she’s gone
She went over again, down in the valley, she’s gone
Don’t know where she’s gone
Oh yeah, She’s gone
Don’t know where she’s gone
Oh yeah, She’s gone
Don’t know where she’s gone
Oh yeah, She’s gone
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> These are probably the simplest lyrics ever, but it’s not dumb, and I say, to each his own I guess.
Sunday Morning by Derrick Morgan (1963, Trojan Ska Compilation, Trojan Records)
| Alex: | my friend wanted to take me out to get a foot massage |
| Billy: | nice! |
| Alex: | that could of helped |
| Billy: | do you have a foot fetish |
| Alex: | no bro haha |
| Billy: | ohhhh, its for you |
| Alex: | yea |
| Alex: | not to see someone get one |
| Alex: | haha |
| Billy: | yeah cuz i have a foot fetish |
| Alex: | do u? |
| Billy: | i like the textures, and the angular shapes |
| Alex: | well |
| Alex: | thats cool |
| Alex: | i mean feet can be sexy |
| Billy: | but hey, I like em |
| Billy: | but I dont love em |
| Alex: | u should get a foot job |
| Alex: | lol |
| Billy: | if i see a pretty ladies foot...I wouldnt mind smellin' it |
In The Rain
by The Wooden Glass feat. Billy Wooten
on b-side 12”
also found on Funky 16 Corners compilation by The Beat Junkies
Funny how the weather these days spark me an audio post. Never doubt our “feelings”.
Ok, this is FUCKED. I am not a rich guy, I don’t have much money, so when people just decide they’re going to steal shit from me without first getting in touch with me it REALLY pisses me off. I found it here thanks to Lulu, and I don’t know what to do about it. If someone could email me with advice on what I’m meant to do in this situation I would really appreciate it. I happen to know exactly where the one and only copy of this is and the person who owns it would never dream of putting it on the shirt, let alone going to the effort of scanning it in. It was a hand drawn, one of a kind piece; it was never meant to be put on a piece of shit shirt with a fucking boombox on it! My email is joelfcbirch@gmail.com if you can help.
Please reblog this so everyone can be informed, thank you!
If there are any kind of lowly thieves I hate, its the one that steal ideas and actually follow through with it. Granted in the history of art, ideas are always stolen, but in the form of commercial enterprise, communication, and the overall contribution to art and design, this form of thievery is looked-down upon and will forever tarnish your career, in history books or not. My statement on this is not new, but I will support any creator that seeks help or justice.
— Sparked by a casual conversation with a Starbucks barista on Valentine’s day.
Awkward conversation, much?
They call it Stormy Monday
But Tuesday is just as bad
Oh, they call it Stormy Monday
But Tuesday is just as bad
On Wednesday, its no good
Thursdays’is all so sad
The eagle flies on a Friday
As on Saturday, I grow my pain
The eagle flies on a Friday
As on Saturday, I grow my pain
On Sunday I get my rest
That’s when I go out to play
And this is what I got to say love
Oh, Lord have mercy, Lord have mercy on me
Yes, I said Lord, Lord have mercy
Please have mercy on me
Oh lord I’m tryin’ to find my baby,
yes please send her home to me
A little dolly baby cry
Stormy Monday
Oh Lord I can’t find my baby, please, please,
Send her, home to me
Oh, Oh, Oh, Stormy Monday
Little Joe Cook
> Fits in with some L.A. rainy day blues (it was heavy today)
— Finding the parallels between the love of creating (as in art), and interpersonal relationships (the craft).
You made me leave my happy home
You took my love and now you’re gone
Since I fell for you
Love brings such misery and pain
I guess I’ll never be the same
Since I fell for you
Well, it’s too bad
And it’s too sad
But I’m in love with you
You love me, then you snub me
But what can I do?
I’m so in love with you
I guess I’ll never see the light
I get the blues most every night
Since I fell for you
Since I fell for you…
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> This is when simple lyrics were appropriate, when especially Nina Simone is so damn awesome.
— Living In The 2nd Moon, inside a “chatbook” called, “I Will Eat You and Gobble You Up: Tales of Sci-Fi Horror & Niceties”. It is written by Anthony Vazquez, one of the many elementary student and budding authors, guided by 826LA’s writing tutors based in Echo Park, Los Angeles, CA, which says in his biography that: he lives in the sea, swims and eats tadpoles, sleeps in a cave, with friends in the ocean because he is a fish, and that he is scared of sharks and octopi because they squirt ink.