"Hard Times" John Legend and The Roots, to be covered by Soul Food

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FIRST REHEARSAL!

something for the weekend

Soul Food will begin again tomorrow, officially. Here's a taste from Chase on the Bass.

http://aechase.tumblr.com/post/1224422130/a-little-hint-about-this-years-soul-food-set


Listen with headphones for the full bass experience.

if you love me, my heart and feet will dance

Casablanca, mon amor

I realise he was very important to the Resistance, and the Resistance was very important when it came to the defeat of the Nazis, but in my opinion, Victor Laszlo ruined EVERYTHING.

We'll always have Paris is a lovely sentiment, Rick, but you can't love a memory! You can't, I tell you!

So thanks Laszlo. You and your ideas and your strength on the face of the Third Reich stopped two soulmates finding eternal happiness. I hope you're proud of yourself.

Here's looking at you, fuckwit.

tbh

To be honest, I've been thinking a lot about being honest and to be perfectly honest, being honest it a lot like a meteor that sails across the sky then falls swiftly to earth. A bit like the airplane engine part that falls out of the sky in Donnie Darko, except instead of one small metal piece obeying nature's forces, it's a huge rock, and instead of falling through a roof it falls on your entire hometown. It seems awesome for the first few seconds then you realise the gravity (get it?!) of the situation and it destroys everything before you can stop it. Not that you can stop it. Meteors, like the truth, seemingly come from nowhere, but when they do arrive, they cause all sorts of large and messy problems.

I am really enjoying this metaphor, so I will continue.

Let's imagine my state of mind as the wreckage of one such Meteoric Truth Attack. For once I'm not talking about how I've been truthful in the past and it has fucked everything up. I'm talking about how I've been truthful to myself for the first time in what feels like a year and owned up to the fact that I was wrong about some things, very wrong about others, and generally kept myself in the dark perhaps on purpose because I secretly realised how much upset shiny honesty an cause.

This metaphor is exhausted now, but I will say this: the crater that is left now has to be filled with something. I need this year to find out what.

where has Bo Burnham been all my life?