woodsmoke and hymns

Woodsmoke and hymns...two things that I love oh so very much. And that friend, is what you will find on this here tumblr, just things I love. Or what I find funny. But mostly things I love. Films, animals, poetry, tattoos, sensuality, pop culture, pretty things, witty things, etc. etc.etc. Enjoy.
oldhollywood:

David Bowie in The Man Who Fell To Earth (1976, dir. Nicolas Roeg) (via)
Roeg: “We really didn’t need to talk about the role at all; he was the part the moment he stepped on to the set. During the first week of shooting, there were some studio folks lurking about—more to meet David Bowie than anything else, I’d imagine—and they expressed a few reservations. ‘He seems a little…odd, don’t you think?’ And I told them, ‘The character is an alien; how is he supposed to act? Like he’s Gary Cooper?’
 It wasn’t like David was unfriendly—we had dinner together numerous times, and he ran a lending library out of his trailer, which was full of books on every subject imaginable—but he kept himself separate to the point that others started to think of him as this mysterious ‘other,’ you know? So much of that performance is simply Bowie being himself—and that’s what’s so brilliant about it.” (via)

oldhollywood:

David Bowie in The Man Who Fell To Earth (1976, dir. Nicolas Roeg) (via)

Roeg: “We really didn’t need to talk about the role at all; he was the part the moment he stepped on to the set. During the first week of shooting, there were some studio folks lurking about—more to meet David Bowie than anything else, I’d imagine—and they expressed a few reservations. ‘He seems a little…odd, don’t you think?’ And I told them, ‘The character is an alien; how is he supposed to act? Like he’s Gary Cooper?’

 It wasn’t like David was unfriendly—we had dinner together numerous times, and he ran a lending library out of his trailer, which was full of books on every subject imaginable—but he kept himself separate to the point that others started to think of him as this mysterious ‘other,’ you know? So much of that performance is simply Bowie being himself—and that’s what’s so brilliant about it.” (via)

This is all I know of football. Clay Matthews’ hair. Isn’t that all one needs to know?

This is all I know of football. Clay Matthews’ hair. Isn’t that all one needs to know?

I started this thing to gain some clarity. To save myself from more frustration, confusion, and heart ache. No nothing until California or at least till I knew that someone felt the same way I did. 

And then when maybe, just MAYBE, after all the crazy stuff that’s happened so far, I might have found what I was looking for. But alas no. My really masochistic self goes for the Brandon Boyd twin that turns out to have a girlfriend. Well done.

And I broke my pinky toe today.

GOOD.NIGHT.