I can't believe we're living in a timeline where Twin Skeletons, not Folie A Deux, not Bishop's Knife Trick, not Pavlove, not Evening Out With Your Girlfriend, not Dark Alley, not Soul Punk, is our new holy grail on par with Hand Of God (which we're also considering for tomorrow).
Peanuts, November 13, 1964
On November 19, 2007, Fall Out Boy played a secret show in Buffalo, New York under the name Schrute Farms (a reference to The Office). They celebrated Keith Buckley’s birthday on stage in the form of a cake to his face and a cover of Pantera’s “Walk” with Keith doing vocals (full version, snippet). They also played “The Pros and Cons of Breathing” for the first and only time live (see above). This video is (imo) the best quality of visual and sound, but there are others here (best sound, good shot of carpet), here (long shot), and here (1:30 snippet).
WARNING: If you have a particular interest in everything going on between Patrick’s knees and waist, the above video may cause…issues.
"Friends dont look at friends that way" COWARD. I look at my friends with awe in my eyes, my chest is filled with love, im glowing because i get to be near my friends. I look at my friends and i would give them my everything. SO SKILL ISSUE, look at your friends with all the love that you have
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“nobody feels any pain” what about me bob??? what about my pain.....
men’s tummies.
reminder that indigenous queer folks do not need to fit your colonial definitions or conceptions of queerness in order to be valid, worthy, and spectacular.
if your concept of what a lesbian looks like requires that all lesbians have shaved or short hair, then you’re excluding ntv lesbians who honour our ancestors by growing our hair long.
i’m no less of a butch for having hair that goes down to my tailbone. i’m no less of a butch for wearing my hair in a braid. i’m also still butch when i wear beaded earrings, a ribbon skirt, and moccasins.
if your idea of queerness is tied to whiteness, that’s just a shame. indigeneity and queerness go together like inhaling and exhaling. one cannot exist without the other.
thinking about how pete and patrick have both nodded towards each other on the “semi sweet” line in disloyal order and how they both seem to think of themselves as half doomed and the other as semi sweet. but really, both are true when it transforms by being put into song.
when it’s written it’s undeniably pete is the I (half doomed) and patrick is you (semi sweet) but the SECOND patrick sings it it flips. now patrick is half doomed and pete is semi sweet.
they’re both half doomed and semi sweet.
Senshi is a good cook in any scenario