After all, when you are the baddest mutherfucker on the planet, restraint is your finest attribute.

I always thought of weddings as feminine reverie. I suppose the masculines need to make it about themselves so as to not look soft.

Just because I'm doing this girly thing doesn't mean I can't kick your ass. Now, play that Beer Barrel Polka!

And no idiots applauding at the end to break the reverie. Take that Proms.

The slo-mo was weirdly compelling -- almost pleasant -- with that soundtrack. Watching in real time snapped me out of that reverie pretty quick...

Vincent Laforet
"In 2008, Laforet directed "Reverie", the first widely available short film shot with the Canon 5D Mark II camera. The video has been cited by proposers of the use of DSLR cameras in digital cinematography[3] and has been heralded as one of the films that launched the HDSLR movement "

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vincent_Laforet

*length=1:15 Roly Poly Reverie!

my current and usual is:

http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff69/my15minutes/wolf_1.jpg

occasionally swapped out for something from digitalblasphemy. including the third one down on that listing, "Reverie".
i've got several others from db uploaded to that photobucket, feel free to browse. oh, and to commiserate on comicbooks, this one i scanned and cropped when Ultimate X-Men #1 was released:

http://i239.photobucket.com/albums/ff69/my15minutes/Beast.jpg

Such aforementioned album may or may not already be available on torrent for your guilty audible pleasure

In reply to this comment by Debacle:
This sounds vaguely like something that didn't make the cut for Ghost Reveries (great album).. but I'll try to stave off my reservations until I hear the whole of 'Watershed'.

This sounds vaguely like something that didn't make the cut for Ghost Reveries (great album).. but I'll try to stave off my reservations until I hear the whole of 'Watershed'.

No, she wasn't.

In reply to this comment by critttter:
Lucky, very lucky you...was Mary Hansen was still alive? I love them too, and I hear rumors of new music from them soon.

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
I love me some Stereolab. Issy and I saw them at the Hollywood Bowl a couple of years ago.

In reply to this comment by critttter:
Thank you kindly!

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
Stereolab has no place in a PQ. *promote

Lucky, very lucky you...was Mary Hansen was still alive? I love them too, and I hear rumors of new music from them soon.

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
I love me some Stereolab. Issy and I saw them at the Hollywood Bowl a couple of years ago.

In reply to this comment by critttter:
Thank you kindly!

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
Stereolab has no place in a PQ. *promote

I love me some Stereolab. Issy and I saw them at the Hollywood Bowl a couple of years ago.

In reply to this comment by critttter:
Thank you kindly!

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
Stereolab has no place in a PQ. *promote

Thank you kindly!

In reply to this comment by dystopianfuturetoday:
Stereolab has no place in a PQ. *promote

Yes, MLX, everyone's looking for some rest.



Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an Angel fly away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line, and everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
The storm keeps on twisting, you keep on building the lies
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference, escaping one last time
It's easier to believe
In this sweet madness, oh this glorious sadness
That brings me to my knees

In the arms of an Angel far away from here
From this dark, cold hotel room, and the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage of your silent reverie
In the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here

You're in the arms of an Angel; may you find some comfort here