the smell of my desperation has become a stench

New Tunes – Apparat

Yesterday I told you that I workout to Enrique Iglasias and you broke up with me. I understand. Maybe you’ll reconsider when I send you a love letter with the help of Sascha Ring, an artist out of Berlin who goes but he name Apparat (he looks exactly like what would happen if Thom Yorke and Jonny Greenwood had a baby).

It might help if I print out the following picture and you imagine that you’re sitting there in the desert watching the sun sink behind these alien windmills while listening to this song as loud as the volume will go. It’s the only thing I’ve listened to for the last seven days.


Here’s the official video for this song:

I pulled the trigger by mistake

fired at the aftermath

slowly recognized escape

we will be ephemeral

we will be ephemeral

Heather B. Armstrong

Hi. I’m Heather B. Armstrong, and this used to be called mommy blogging. But then they started calling it Influencer Marketing: hashtag ad, hashtag sponsored, hashtag you know you want me to slap your product on my kid and exploit her for millions and millions of dollars. That’s how this shit works. Now? Well… sit back, buckle up, and enjoy the ride.

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