Miami Poetry Collective

Tonight at the Wolfsonian for Sleepless Night @8PM.

Peaches rocking “F** the Pain Away” at Revolution

Peaches last night in Fort Lauderdale
prettyramblings:

Jenniffer & I thought that Peaches was gonna die when she started crowd surfing standing up last night! But she didn’t cuz she’s Peaches! :D

Peaches last night in Fort Lauderdale

prettyramblings:

Jenniffer & I thought that Peaches was gonna die when she started crowd surfing standing up last night! But she didn’t cuz she’s Peaches! :D

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The Stranglers - Peaches

awaywiththefairies:

superseventies:

rendit/blakelingad: The Stranglers - Peaches (1977)
Quote:

Book Fair starts in 24hrs: 4pm La cuidad de la unidad posible, a group reading by local poets & 5pm Elizabeth Alexander http://bit.ly/3gAMpfEnd quote.

Quote:

You do a commercial, you’re off the artistic roll call forever. End of story, OK? You’re another corporate fucking shill. You’re another whore at the capitalist gang bang, and if you do a commercial there’s a price on your head, everything you say is suspect, and every word that comes out of your mouth is now like a turd falling into my drink.End quote.

elpasajero:

The late great Bill Hicks talking about the JFK Assasination

I’m on a Bill Hicks binge today. I have tons of homework to do but watching Bill Hicks is more self gratifying.

Quote:

no matter what promises they make on the campaign trail - blah, blah, blah - when you win the presidency, you go into this smoky room with the twelve industrialist, capitalist scumfucks that got you in there, and this little screen comes down… and it’s a shot of the Kennedy assassination from an angle you’ve never seen before, which looks suspiciously off the grassy knoll…. And then the screen comes up, the lights come on, and they say to the new president, ‘Any questions?End quote.

—Bill Hicks (via elpasajero)
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A horse walks into a bar where Walt Whitman and Ezra Pound are drinking.

BARTENDER (to horse): Why the long face?

WHITMAN (to everyone): I, too, am a horse.

POUND (to Whitman): Shut the fuck up.

End quote.

from “Terrible Poetry Jokes” By Peter LaVelle on McSweeney’s (via damndanm)

Guilty of laughing.

(via ewilcox)

laura9:

walkwhilereading:

W.H. Auden, Cecil Day Lewis, and Stephen Spender at the PEN conference in Venice, 1949.
[photo by Hulton Getty]

laura9:

walkwhilereading:

W.H. Auden, Cecil Day Lewis, and Stephen Spender at the PEN conference in Venice, 1949.

[photo by Hulton Getty]

David Letterman airs the 'lost' Bill Hicks routine | EW.com

WHERE WAS I WHEN THIS HAPPENED?

nevver:

Dream Anatomy, Govard Bidloo (1649-1713)