joshcairney:

I went to Oshkosh last weekend and saw pat mAcdonald / purgAtory hill at The Reptile Palace. It was a great show, I’m glad he brought along the cigar box guitar.

Just saw Purgatory Hill at Lulu in Milwaukee :D That “cigar box guitar” is a lowebow…they’re made by a guy in Memphis called Johnny Lowebow.  He does custom orders; and his wife sells books, tarot cards, & jewelry. 

gorgonetta:

[A b/w photo of Peter Murphy, caked with…strange stuff.]

Maybe instead of something on him, this is what he looks like when he reveals his true monstrousness

You know, Auntie would probably still hit that

snuffboxisdead:

spastasmagoria:

silas-says:

lemonclementine:

jawdust:

Why you should be in passionate horny love with Elizabeth ‘Nellie Bly’ Cochrane

• Born in 1864/65, Elizabeth, one of 15 children, was always ‘the rebellious one’. Fierce as fuck from an early age, she testified against her abusive stepfather in her mother’s divorce trial.
• In 1880 she enrolled in a teacher-training college but had to leave after her first semester due to lack of funding - then moved to Pittsburgh to help run a goddamn boarding school. 
• This is where we get to the good shit. Age 18, she wrote a letter-to-the-editor of the Pittsburgh Dispatch bitchslapping the everloving fuck out of a sexist ballsack of an article entitled ‘What Girls Are Good For’. 
• The editor was so goddamn wooed by her razor-sharp tongue that he RAN AN AD asking her to identify herself. Elizabeth owned up, and was hired instantaneously, her badassery radiating from her pores and intoxicating all within a twenty mile radius.
• Working under the pen-name Nellie Bly, Elizabeth kicked the butts of morons everywhere, writing articles aimed at social justice, particularly labour laws to protect working ‘girls’ and reform of Pennsylvania’s divorce law, which greatly favoured men.
• Not content with changing the world from behind her desk, Elizabeth became a founding mother of investigative journalism. She was expelled from Mexico for exposing political corruption, and henceforth wrapped in cotton wool by her editors. Infuriated by their mollycoddling, Lizzie left them a note essentially telling them to fuck themselves and hot footed it to NYC. She was still only 23.
• Within six months she was hired by Joseph fucking Pulitzer himself, and continued her batshit crazy investigations uninhibited. Her very first assingment had her feigning mental illness to expose repulsive conditions in Blackwell’s Island Insane Asylum. Her cutting report was so fucking horrifying, compelling and persuasive that it triggered public and political action, leading to reform of the institution.
• In the next couple of years she had herself thrown in jail and hired by a sweatshop, all for shits and giggles. Oh, and to uncover incomprehensible injustice, cruelty, poverty, and the concealed, heinous treatment of the vulnerable and voiceless. 
• But was pioneering journalism, social revolution and batshit badassery enough for our Liz? Like fuck it was. On a whim Nellie did what any self-respecting 25 year old woman in the 1800s would do - she emulated Jules Verne’s Around the World in Eighty Days, and did it in 72.
• Millions followed her journey, and its appeal to a semi-literate populace resulted in greatly increased newspaper readership. So while travelling the entire globe (IN THE 1800s, AS A WOMAN) by ship, train, burro and balloon, she helped the world to read.
• Having essentially conquered the entire goddamn universe before hitting 30, Nellie retired, and wed 72 year old industrialist Robert Seaman. Their marriage was a happy one, and after his death she took over Iron Clad Manufacturing Co.
• But Lizzie was a writer, what would she know about the metal industry? Well, she INVENTED the steel barrel that became the model for the widely used 55-gallon drum and turned her inherited businesses into multimillion-dollar companies, so apparently a fuck ton.
• Furthermore, she set a precedent for working conditions, ensuring her workers had good pay, gymnasiums, staffed libraries, and health care, all completely unheard of at the time, while still writing to further the plight of the Suffragette movement.
• Nellie may have died age 58 of pneumonia, but HBICs live on forever.

Motherfucking hero.

Yup.

Thank you, Aaron Sorkin, for making Abbey Bartlett tell us all about her in one of the best episodes of The West Wing.

Uhh dude, that’s pretty badass. In school all I ever heard about her was “oh she was a girl-reporter!” Seriously. Dude.

Oh! I have a free audio download of 10 Days in a Madhouse over here!

helloiambeck replied to your photoset: Mission: Grow My Hair Out was a failure (again). …

you are just not meant to have longish hair

It is now Mission: Never Try To Grow Out My Hair Cuz We All Know I Don’t Really Want To.  Also it’s too hard to keep it clean when it’s long.  I was having this gross problem with not being able to brush it ever because of the amount of dandruff CHUNKS that got in my eyes…

Mission: Grow My Hair Out was a failure (again).  But the point of trying was to get me to stop wasting time on how I look, but not shaving only made me spend more time obsessively fantasizing about buzz cuts & telling myself I’m not allowed to shave it.  Besides my mop is ultra-thick-curly-outta-control & stands up on its own so why not.

Ha and this just came up on my dash; seems fitting (via snuffboxisdead)

leaveittobeaviss replied to your photo: Drawing of Nick Cave I did in March, 2007.  This…

so goddamn awesome

Wow, thank you!!!

masterofkarateandfriendship:

Waza Loo

hey its me

Drawing of Nick Cave I did in March, 2007.  This is the kind of raw shit I need to re-learn how to do - the point of the circle-project.

Here are 27 cardboard circles cut out from the boxes we used when we moved from The Cambridge Estate to The Haunted Grahamansion.  They will be painted on, sewn into fabric scraps, tied into coat hangers bent into circles, then painted sticks/bones & whatever I find laying around will be woven into a wreath around the wire.  Each one is an amulet to protect against the ideals of “purity”/”cleanliness”/”perfection”.  I’m limited to my usual alchemical color palette, to only using found objects or things I already have, to working FAST & OBSESSIVELY & NOT LEAVING THE ROOM/INTERNETTING UNTIL IT’S DONE.

Still in preparation; I’ll continue to update.

watching A Night in Casablanca & doing my impression of all 3 Marx brothers

littleojibwe:

weetz:

wildspiritwolf:

These are photos of Pine Ridge Indian Reservation: An Oglala Sioux Native American reservation located in the U.S. state of South Dakota.  Here men, women and children are forced to live in appalling poverty stricken conditions because of the neglect and ignorance of the Government whose members live in luxury while these people struggle in cramped conditions with little food and no running water.  Many are unaware of this and others just choose to turn a blind eye but we need to get the truth out there and encourage more and more people worldwide to speak out against this as it’s completely disgusting and unacceptable for the U.S in today’s modern society.  Reblog and help increase awareness and if you would like to help further you can find out more or make a donation here, every little bit counts.  http://friendsofpineridgereservation.org/

INTERESTING, 15 NOTES.

AND YET, A PHOTO THAT I POSTED YESTERDAY OF A TACKY/RACIST BELLY RING HAS 3000.

Oh weetz, darling. Don’t you know that no one cares what out life is actually like? They just want to play pretend Indian.

bjartarvonirraetast:

Occult Anatomy

I’ve come to the conclusion that studying the occult is useless beyond studying anthropology & can actually set you back depending on how you do magic, but hot damn if it isn’t fascinating. 

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