Glen

@bigsigh.bsky.social

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Likes to talk about movies, sometimes even sees them. Frequent pusher of road cases, occasional pusher of faders. He, him

A guitarist plays towards a drummer, back towards the camera. He's mirrored by bass player on the other side, wearing a very cool goth dress.
CAN I BLOCK ALL AI-GENERATED RECORDINGS? Yes. You can turn off Al-labeled recordings in Settings. Once it's off, Al-labeled recordings won't play. They will also be removed from your personalized recommendations as they're refreshed. Most recommendations update daily, while album recommendations may take up to a few days to update. Until then, you may still see some Al-labeled content, but it will be grayed out and won't play.
A Blue Velvet ear charm in gold and silver sits on a business card for jewellerybyxiao.
The back cover of (Over)kill Yr Idols which features Kill Yr Idols, now renamed as I Killed Christgau with My Big Fuckin' Dick
The vocalist of YHWH Nailgun makes a wavy hand gesture in front of a crowd throwing their arms up.
She points out that bans don't work (and cites a study showing 85% of teens in Australia are still on it to back that up). She continues that argument by pointing out that clandestine use means teens are less likely to seek help. She notes that social media has positive effects as well. She suggests that taxing big tech to fund more third spaces for teens would be a positive alternative.
A sign asking people to keep their dogs on leash that has been defaced to argue cars are the greater menace, and then defaced once more to shame humanity for their wildlife killing ways.
Interestingly, Gunn did lose out on at least one major point: The movie's big, climactic needle drop, a goofily somber cover of "The Middle," wasn't Gunn's pick, but Gillespie's; the Guardians Of The Galaxy auteur wanted a cover of "Girls Just Want To Have Fun," which also sounds, if we're being honest, terrible. (Nobody, apparently, pitched that a largely incoherent battle sequence slowed down to a moody pop cover might be a bad way to end their movie.)
A chocolate point pat accepting neck stritches
Pradipa Rasidi, who at the time worked for the youth wing of Transparency International in Indonesia, noticed the phenomenon when he was researching social media during the election.“At first glance they appear normal but then they mostly only tweet about politics," he said.
But please listen a little bit. It's even worse. There is not was, is a very good plan to replace the regime. Not one hundred per cent. Not eighty per cent. But most likely. So, like, ninety per cent, maybe? Let's be honest. No one can say if it is seventy per cent or eighty per cent.
Visibly uncomfortable, having trouble focusing Noticing we're noticing, he pardons the glitch Says, "I'm sorry but it's vital I depart from the script" To where? You had one job John Something, something's wrong with John Something Something's on his mind, he been searching for the words Even standing at the plate, I ain't anticipate the curve He go, "Last night I saw this new documentary And I can not understate the extent to which it's affected me" I'm on the edge of my seat He said it's called "When We Were Kings"
A koala contemplating the sunset.
The lushest panorama imaginable featuring a green field, stone fence and dramatic hills. Taken in Cumbria.
Learned Behaviours by Zeynab Gamieldien.
The Thornbacks by Chloe Wilson
I'm holding a copy of Casey Scieszka's The Fountain.
May 15, 2026 1516: Citrus Paradisi by Arah Ko TRANSCRIPT I’m Maggie Smith, and this is The Slowdown. Every September for as long as I can remember, I’ve gone apple picking with my family at Lynd’s Fruit Farm in Pataskala, Ohio. The tradition started with my parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, and cousins when I was a small child. When my sisters and I had children of our own, we continued our annual apple-picking outing with about fourteen of us. Every year, we take a family photo of my parents and all of the grandkids in a comically giant red Adirondack chair — the kind designed especially for novelty photos. I have fond memories of eating apples straight from the tree after shining them on my t-shirt. I remember climbing the small trees when I too was small and then letting my kids climb when they were little. They’d pick the largest apples and hand them down to our waiting bushel sacks one by one. Now, only a few of the kids are still small enough to climb. But the crisp sweetness of an apple plucked right from the tree is something I’ll never outgrow — and … it’s poetry. It links our individual experience directly to the environment. It connects the beauty in our perception to a universal narrative. Apples are front and center in some of our best-known stories, parables of knowledge and truth. Fruit itself is a reminder of the land, trees, bush, and vine that grew it. Of how the earth works so hard to make life, and to make life that is sweet. Today’s poem takes as its inspiration the grapefruit, which is fleshy and juicy and as bitter as it is sweet. I was drawn to this poem because it is so packed with sensory detail: smells, sights, and textures. The poem itself is delicious. Citrus Paradisi by Arah Ko In Chicago, the sunny kitchen smelled like grapefruit, wood dust, wool coats. The windy, wide paved streets felt empty, even when they were full. The oro blanco grapefruit tasted richest in the coldest months, separated into perfect, jewel-toned triangles…
HAPPY: What's the ideal length of a club banger, and when does the drop come in? Or do you prefer your tunes drop free? ADAM: Ah, the big question! Melbourne DJ Mike Callander recently played this amazing track Mouth to Mouth by Audion, an old one I'd never heard before, it goes for almost 13 minutes, and it feels like the big drop is always just about to come but never quite does. It's immensely satisfying.
Patti Smith's Bread of Angels
GoMA is screening Magellan this Thursday with Lav Diaz himself in attendance
Judith Butler's Gender Trouble held by a hand decorated with chipped red nail polish.
Faris and Rhys (yeah I'm on a first name basis) of The Horrors in lurid blue and red lighting. They are leaning in opposite directions.
It's also worth remembering that video games themselves aren't an industry, and it's an unhealthy starting point for any resulting discussions if that's all you think they are. They're a medium, a vehicle for art, product and play all at once. Every game ever developed has involved at least one of those three things, regardless of where in the world it was made or what platform you played it on. As a result, there is a universe of different industries selling games that offer wildly different products to often very unique audiences.
A collage featuring albums by Aesop Rock, Wednesday, Metric, Heartworms, Maria BC, Deadletter, Ladytron, Rosa Faenskap, Jason Isbell, Ryan Lott, Neurosis, Deafheaven, Mandy Indiana, clipping., Kiss Facility, Art School Girlfriend, MT Fog, Charlotte Cornfield, Oathbreaker, Domhain, Ritual Disorder, 070 Shake, Oklou and Lauren Aueder.
A poster for BPM. The textbis hot pink as is the Act Up triangle on the man's shirt. But... the rest? Not so much.
The cover art for Vangelis' Direct. Two heads are linked via a wire emerging from their foreheads. Their very red mouths gape open.
The Tainted Cup by Robert Jackson Bennett
It's like the Domino theory, but in reverse. Yeah, yeah. Exactly.
An open Pelican case. It contains audio gear, and an open packet of breath mints and another of condoms.
The set for a dance performance called Baleen. Large bones, like those of a whale's rib cage, encircle a drum kit on a floating stage. They're lit up orangy-red. There are oil barrels in the foreground.
Katherine Angel's Tomorrow Sex Will Be Good Again
A riotous yellow, blue and red cartoon illustration featuring bizarre creatures and much cartoon violence.
Me, wearing a Holy Holy shirt and standing hands on hips, in front of a banner advertising a boardgame club.
It's a good orange boy named Frankie. He was owned by my neighbour but also a ramblin' man. He's sitting on an electric piano.
A shirt with a road sign that reads,"No kangaroos in Austria."
My Dad confessing that he likes the new U2 EP.
I am holding up The First Bad Man, which is Miranda July's first novel.
A disembodied hand holding a copy of Evelyn Araluen's The Rot. Still no cat.
My hand holding The Illiad in front of a bookcase. There is no orange cat. Ngl 2026 has been thoroughly miserable.
A list of played tracks from LastFM featuring Metz, Birds in Row, Wax Chattels, Mandy Indiana, Pain Magazine and PVA
Sunset over Cleveland or Redlands or wherever I am.
The back of a camping trailer. The personalised plate reads, "log off."
A speech from Macron in favour of banning social media for teens. The phrase "anxious generation" is, imo, revealing.
Marty Supreme (3.5), No Other Choice (3.5), Days of Heaven (4) and The Bone Temple (3.5)
A collage of albums featuring The Mountain Goats, Charlotte Cornfield, Soul Coughing, PVA, Dry Cleaning, Maria Somerville, Sis and The Lower Wisdom, Antinoë,Screaming Females, Savages, Gros Infant Mort, Zu, Marta Del Grandi, School of Seven Bells, Lily of the Valley, Bleak Squad, Baroness, Jason Isbell, Quinie, Thao, The Horrors, Barwick and Latimore and Mermaidens.
A screenshot from Wikipedia showing Facebook, YouTube and the like have more than 1 billion registered users.
Overhead shot of a crowd in a circle watching a man breakdance.
A last four watched showing Your Monster (3.5 stars) Avatar: Fire and Ash (3), Wake Up Dead Man (3.5), and Conclave (2.5).
My and Newt (orange tabby) being sleepy. I am mimicing his paw over eyes pose, with love, ofcs.
The same tuxedo cat sitting awkwardly, plus a tabby expecting butt slaps.
A young tuxedo cat is fully sprawled out and looking at the camera.
A receipt for a coin deposit showing 73x5 cent coins, 50x10 cent coins and 4x20 cent coins for a total of $9.45.
A setting description for Blades in the Dark. There is an index card reading "Goat Painting" sitting on top of it.
A Monsterhearts character sheet for a character who gained the condition, "fuckboi".
A man with skater/surfer hair is lit by afternoon sun as he watches Ancient Channels play under purple lights.