Nonsensical Ramblings
Let’s make the Flubber movie cover the most reblogged picture on Tumblr.

chaoscontrolled123:

mymompickedthisurl:

thewinchesterswagger:

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HOW IS THIS THE FIRST TIME I’VE SEEN THIS IT’S ALMOST AT 10 MILLION WTF

wow is this higher than the jensen ackles post i think it is

you go flubber you go

When someone screws up in quartet
theatlantic:

Why Songs Get Stuck in Your Head

Few people are spared the occasional experience of being gripped by the obstinate unfolding of an imagined line of music. Although the sound might not exist at the present moment in the real world, or be audible to anyone else, it can seem compellingly, maddeningly real. An episode of this sort often seems more like the reliving of a tune than the simple remembering of it.
If I remember hearing a concert performance of Brahms’s Second Symphony, the memory might include something about the hall, the view from my seat, how many movements there were, the perfume of someone in the row behind me, a bit of lush orchestral timbre, and the expressive resonance of the piece. But if the second theme gets stuck in my head, it’s a totally different experience—I seem not to remember, but rather to rehear the entire thing. A quality that distinguishes it from most imaginings as well as most memories is its repetitiveness: Once the tune comes to an end, it loops around and starts playing again from the beginning.
Read more. [Image: Horia Varlan/Flickr]

theatlantic:

Why Songs Get Stuck in Your Head

Few people are spared the occasional experience of being gripped by the obstinate unfolding of an imagined line of music. Although the sound might not exist at the present moment in the real world, or be audible to anyone else, it can seem compellingly, maddeningly real. An episode of this sort often seems more like the reliving of a tune than the simple remembering of it.

If I remember hearing a concert performance of Brahms’s Second Symphony, the memory might include something about the hall, the view from my seat, how many movements there were, the perfume of someone in the row behind me, a bit of lush orchestral timbre, and the expressive resonance of the piece. But if the second theme gets stuck in my head, it’s a totally different experience—I seem not to remember, but rather to rehear the entire thing. A quality that distinguishes it from most imaginings as well as most memories is its repetitiveness: Once the tune comes to an end, it loops around and starts playing again from the beginning.

Read more. [Image: Horia Varlan/Flickr]

the-voice-leading-nazi:

salty-and-slightlyspicy:

mellodown:

jhunnyplaysdamello:

peterpianoxiong:

Flight of the Bumble Bee on Bass Trombone. Yeah

I CANT

I fully expected to have my mind blown and I just can’t

Truly amazing what musicians can do <3

What a thug life

polterghast:

YO ANIME JESUS HAPPY BIRTHDAY

crashyourcrew:

champagne-paradise:

truestrength525:

runfreemindstate:

cold-crashing-waves:

Mike Tyson displaying some of the best head movement ever seen in professional boxing.

Mothafuckin’ mike tyson.

This is beyond incredible. This is an art.

Woah

Re-repost. This is a thing of beauty.

crashyourcrew:

champagne-paradise:

truestrength525:

runfreemindstate:

cold-crashing-waves:

Mike Tyson displaying some of the best head movement ever seen in professional boxing.

Mothafuckin’ mike tyson.

This is beyond incredible. This is an art.

Woah

Re-repost. This is a thing of beauty.

tastefullyoffensive:

Don’t bring a knife to a cushion fight. [x]

Play a C next to a C# and it’ll probably sound horrible to you. You might even call it wrong or bad. The sound goes to war with itself. It clashes. But take the C up an octave, and it becomes a major seventh. One of the most beautiful chords. It’s almost too nice sounding. When we see something bad or awful, maybe we’re just looking at in the wrong octave. We just need to change our perspective a little. Countries all over the world build bombs with the goal of hurting people, instilling fear, and killing, to prove a point. To try and change your perspective about an idea. Governments everywhere even bless their bombs for this purpose. Maybe we need a different kind of bomb. Maybe a bomb that makes people love you. Maybe a cupid bomb. I believe we already have it, and it’s called music. Every country has their own version of it and it works. It changes your viewpoint by bringing each other together. And you don’t even have to know a thing about it to get it. And in the end maybe all you really did was change the octave. Music is a language, a lifestyle, and it could just save the world.
Victor Wooten (via sprouting-colours)
When I’ve been practicing and realize class is in 2 minutes

adidasfootball:

Champions reborn. Spain are gunning for 2014 FIFA history again.

Show your colours or fade away, or nothing.