September 1, 2014

tuneage:

Chet Faker - Gold

In both video and song, Chet Faker excels at sultry simplicity. His smokey but fragile voice over the clapping, the serpentine silhouettes of roller girls.

The song is smooth, despite Faker’s Australian roots, he’s obviously inspired by Motown, Bon Iver and R&B. The girls’ (Appleusa McGlynn, April Corley, Candice Heiden) choreography a deliciously and buttery accompaniment to this feel good croon.

Gold is entrancing and perfect for late night listening. 

Get Gold on iTunes today.

p.s. if Faker looks or sounds familiar to you, it might be because his cover of No Diggity went viral awhile back.

Thanks to invincibeard for introducing me to this awesome track.

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August 30, 2014

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August 29, 2014

thatcurlyhurdgirl:

I will reblog this everyday

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August 28, 2014
megancr:

by Megan Racine

megancr:

by Megan Racine

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August 28, 2014

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August 28, 2014
allthingseurope:

Reims, France  (by jmlpyt)

allthingseurope:

Reims, France (by jmlpyt)

August 28, 2014

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August 27, 2014

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August 27, 2014
Aug. 27 1:35 pm

justice4mikebrown:

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August 27, 2014

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August 27, 2014
smartgirlsattheparty

smartgirlsattheparty

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August 27, 2014

baroquen-sol:

seerofsarcasm:

confusedtree:

dspazdoesntcare:

What the hell did I just watch? 

It’s me pretending to be a video game character what is wrong with you it’s pretty straight-forward

Wow this is really accurate right down to the breathing.

I’ve never hit reblog so fast in my life.

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August 27, 2014

Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan’s ALS Ice Bucket Challenge (x)

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August 27, 2014
humansofnewyork:

"I was seven years old when it happened. It was about 9 pm at night. We heard the neighbors screaming so we knew that the rebels were in the village. There were many people visiting in my house at the time, so all the men gathered in the main room. We had no guns, only knives. Soon the dog started barking, then we heard footsteps, and then we heard a knock on the door. They started calling for my father to come out. We didn’t answer, so they started shooting into the house. Everyone pushed against the door to try to keep it closed, but they knocked it down. My father saw that he couldn’t run, so he gave himself up. They took him away. Then they gathered all the men and boys, and marched us out of the back of the house. My brother tried to jump and climb up on the roof, but they saw him and shot him. I knew I had to try something different, so I waited until we were rounding a corner, and I jumped into a bush, and I kept crawling until I reached the other side, then I got up and ran. I ran all the way to the neighbor’s house, but they turned me away and locked the door. So I hid all night in the graveyard. The next day I returned to my house. They’d taken everything. They dumped my sick mother onto the floor and took her mattress. I found my father’s body in the barn. They’d cut off his arms and his legs.”(Kampala, Uganda)

humansofnewyork:

"I was seven years old when it happened. It was about 9 pm at night. We heard the neighbors screaming so we knew that the rebels were in the village. There were many people visiting in my house at the time, so all the men gathered in the main room. We had no guns, only knives. Soon the dog started barking, then we heard footsteps, and then we heard a knock on the door. They started calling for my father to come out. We didn’t answer, so they started shooting into the house. Everyone pushed against the door to try to keep it closed, but they knocked it down. My father saw that he couldn’t run, so he gave himself up. They took him away. Then they gathered all the men and boys, and marched us out of the back of the house. My brother tried to jump and climb up on the roof, but they saw him and shot him. I knew I had to try something different, so I waited until we were rounding a corner, and I jumped into a bush, and I kept crawling until I reached the other side, then I got up and ran. I ran all the way to the neighbor’s house, but they turned me away and locked the door. So I hid all night in the graveyard. The next day I returned to my house. They’d taken everything. They dumped my sick mother onto the floor and took her mattress. I found my father’s body in the barn. They’d cut off his arms and his legs.”

(Kampala, Uganda)

August 26, 2014
falpallove:

Fucking adorable!!

falpallove:

Fucking adorable!!

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