(the)earthGIANT

mein name ist nik matt.

i am a pessimistic, under-achieving recording arts student and web developer that is searching very hard for the easy way out. i want you to read about my exploits so we can be friends.

my posts concern topics that run the far-reaching scope of my curiosity and interests alongside digressions dealing with my personal life. i leave my filter on facebook.

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It’s been a hot motherfucking minute since I’ve poked my head around this corner!

WHAMMY! How’s Tumblr doing? Long time no see, guise D:

WHAMMY!

How’s Tumblr doing? Long time no see, guise D:

“are you planning to go see 'the beatles: the lost concert' film?”

– Anonymous

I hadn’t even heard of its existence until just now, haha. Why do you ask, anonamigo?

sarah blackwood. i think i am going to have to become a mormon because there are now three female musicians that i have to marry. this lovely lady right cheer, kimbra and leyla safai from heartsrevolution.

sarah blackwood. i think i am going to have to become a mormon because there are now three female musicians that i have to marry. this lovely lady right cheer, kimbra and leyla safai from heartsrevolution.

sarah nicole blackwood — the creepshow and walk off the earth

sarah nicole blackwood — the creepshow and walk off the earth

lol

only the female (and later stupid males thinking anyone wants to see their hilariously over-toned yet under-bulked torsos) users of tumblr, being the wonderful trove of internet wisdom and, in my case, extreme sarcasm, that it is, could possibly invent a fictional pseudoholiday like topless tuesday and use it as an excuse to very harmlessly post seminude pictures of yourself somewhere where everyone you know can see them.

why does it have to be tuesday? thursday starts with a t, too, and there could be shirtless saturdays or sundays. even entire months dedicated to ceaselessly posting naked pictures of oneself. mother-naked march? sure, that one may be based off a relatively archaic way of saying nude but… it still exists!

and don’t take this as some sort of anti-topless tuesday post or anything like that. i certainly enjoy it. i just think there needs to be less of a… style guide? behind it…

Foolish Love — Rufus Wainwright

I don’t want to hold you and feel so helpless I don’t want to smell you and lose my senses And smile in slow motion with eyes in love I twist like a corkscrew, the sweetness rising I drink from the bottle weeping Why won’t you last? Why can’t you last? So I will walk without care, beat my snare Look like a man who means business Go to all the poshest places with the familiar faces Terminate all signs of weakness Chorus: Oh, all for the sake, all for the sake Of a foolish love I will take my coffee black, never snack Hang with the wolves who are sheepish Flow through the veins of town, always frown Me and my mistress the princess Chorus So the day Noah’s Ark floats down Park My eyes will be simply glazed over Or better yet I’ll wear shades on sunless days And when the sun’s out, I’ll stay in and slumber Chorus cause I don’t want to hold you and feel so helpless I don’t want to smell you and lose my senses And smile in slow motion with eyes in love

A Fox in the Garden — Paper Rival

I know what I did cause if you’re my friend I’ve lied to you this far. I’m no one to trust. I’ve got a brand new pen and I drink too much. There I was like a holy lantern, I was held up bright but I was held up battered. You know, you know, you know I’ll burn out soon. There you were like sunday mass, all the boring little hymns that’ll never pass, you know, you know, you know. Don’t go to bed in the garden. I’ll be throwing apples away when no one’s awake. There I was like the devil’s mouth with a terrible lie that I want to announce. You know, you know, you know I’ll burn out soon.There you were like a broken lamb, you’re eyes, they shut not to open again until you know, you know that I’ve burnt through. Don’t go to bed in the garden, I’ll be throwing apples away when no one’s awake. Don’t make your bed in the garden, I’ll be planting flowers all May. Someone here has seen the culprit. Someone here has found me out. Someone here has seen the culprit. No one here is getting out.

here’s a little something to look at before the album drops.pan galactic gargle blaster — urial the time ranger

here’s a little something to look at before the album drops.

pan galactic gargle blaster — urial the time ranger

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“Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo” from “Hefty Fine”

Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo — The Bloodhound Gang

Hefty Fine

The Ballad of Chasey Lain — The Bloodhound Gang

Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to explain I’m your biggest fan I just wanted to ask Could I eat your ass? Write back as soon as you can You’ve had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I’ve had a lotta time Had a lotta time You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain’t had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to complain Ya never wrote me back How could I ever eat Your ass when ya treat Your biggest fan like that? You’ve had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I’ve had a lotta time Had a lotta time You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain’t had mine Dear Chasey Lain I wrote to constrain This letter is my last As your biggest fan I must demand You let me eat your ass You’ve had a lotta dick Had a lotta dick I’ve had a lotta time Had a lotta time You’ve had a lotta dick Chasey But you ain’t had mine P.S. Mom and Dad this is Chasey Chasey this is my mom and dad Now show ‘em them titties Now show ‘em them titties P.S. Mom and Dad this is Chasey Chasey this is my mom and dad Now show ‘em them titties Now show ‘em them titties Would ya fuck me for blow?

It’s unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over ‘cause we’re uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we’re spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin, my love,
For the ones that feel it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

It’s unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over when we’re uncomfortable
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we’re spinning in his grip

Love is like a sin, my love,
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with a smile like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you again

Well I swear your perfume you wear is made out of turnip greens
Everytime I kiss you girl you taste like pork and beans
Even though you’re wearing those uptown highheels
I can tell from your giant steps you been walking through the
cotton fields

Ohhhhhhhh your sooooooo down home girl

Well everytime you monkey child takes my breath away
Everytime you move like that I got to get down and pray
Girl you know that dress your wearing made out of fiberglass
Well everytime you move it baby I got to go to Sunday mass

Ohhhhhhhh your sooooooo down home girl

I’m gonna take you to the muddy river and push you in
So I can watch the water roll on down your velvet skin
I’m gonna take you down to New Orleans down in Dixieland
So I can watch you do the second line with an umbrella in your hand