it's death metal

Ian Pottinger from Norway blogs about film, music and art in its general sense.

salon-noir:

007

salon-noir:

007

(Source: madeinparisss)

gacougnol:

Marta Hoepffner “Hommage à De Falla" (Balletmusik) 1937

gacougnol:

Marta Hoepffner
Hommage à De Falla" (Balletmusik)
1937

(via desertofsnow)

Soap&Skin - Mein Bruder

gobbetsofme:

vonkazanowsky:

he will come, neither with a knife in his hand nor with roar. he will come like someone who goes by by chance and asks the time. he will come and raise his hat. shortly after eleven o’clock, morning without special expectations. little light streaming into my room on the fourth floor. and he will come, he will read the current and the gas. he will close the door politely like someone who isn’t that versed in life.

Aren’t these also the lyrics from Jail and Pray? 

My mood is severly increased after listening to this amazing record. Have a go. It’s dark and kind of funky sometimes also.

Jean-Pierre Ferland – Jaune (Remasterisée)

I’m in a bad place

I’m moving into a house in 2 weeks and I still haven’t got a job to pay rent. That is a ridiculous decision on my part. There are NO jobs. It sucks being shy and applying for jobs when every single job description starts out with “You have to be outgoing and sales-oriented”.

retrogasm:

Torchy the Battery Boy, 1960

retrogasm:

Torchy the Battery Boy, 1960

Degas’ photographs of his ballerinas

(Source: thesunflower23, via violentwavesofemotion)

desertofsnow:

fuck, Anja, there is no one else

only you