#Dust Bowl

[bediup]

Pretty boy natural blood-stained blond With the holes in his sneakers And his eyes all over me

inspired by @mothercain

[agirlnamedbone]

Herschel C. Logan | "Dust Bowl" | woodcut | 1938

[souplover-69]

Dust Bowl farm, Coldwater District, near Dalhart, TX, June 1938. taken by Dorothea Lange

[gracefulparadise]

[benigndoll]

Every time I listen to Dust Bowl by Ethel Cain, I have to turn it up as loud as I can, so the song can encompass me entirely because it genuinely transcends me into heaven. My bones, guts, and skin literally melt in the most delightful way. Especially at the part where she says “cookin our brains, smokin that shit your daddy smoked in vietna-ah-ah-ah-am”. It’s truly otherworldly.

[10vesickgir1]

uhhhh wip

[evilsecretshopper]

august 30, driving through iowa

[dronenotes]

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[rottendeerteeth]

[soisaidfine]

Ethel Cain: my whole life I’ve really just dreamed about marrying a little country boy and having a couple kids, an acre or two of green grass, a dog, and raising my kids simply with good values: be kind to other people, work hard, play hard, get the most out of life

'I told my mom, I really do believe that technology will be what does us in. I feel like throughout history, humans were meant to live in little towns and rely on each other. We’ve built ourselves up to do so much stuff that I feel is unnatural. You have a whole generation of iPad babies. I mean, I like running water and air-conditioning and modern medicine, but my whole life I’ve really just dreamed about marrying a little country boy and having a couple kids, an acre or two of green grass, a dog, and raising my kids simply with good values: be kind to other people, work hard, play hard, get the most out of life.'

SCARY COOL SAD GOODBYE 24 An interview with America's sweetheart, the one and only Ethel Cain

VIDEO: 'Dust Bowl' by Ethel Cain @ Roundhouse (London, 05.06.24) Full video on YouTube by don't be a stranger - strangersbyethelcain

[ethelcain-songs]

Dust Bowl Ethel Cain

Pretty boy Natural blood-stained blond With the holes in his sneakers And his eyes all over me Drive-in slasher flick again Feeling me up as a porn star dies He’s watching me instead 8th grade death pact strike me dead

All of alabama laid out in front of your eyes But all you could see was me

You walked in, you were singing You tried to wade in cause you wanted Just to tell me who you were You were kind, dying to tell me You’ll wait if i have to make sure

Grew up hard, fell off harder Cooking our brains smoking that shit your daddy smoked in vietnam You’d be a writer If he didn’t leave all his hell for you Saying if you could, you’d leave it all

I knew it was love When i rode home crying Thinking of you fucking other girls And when you Said that you’re in love I never wondered if you’re sure

Pretty boy Consumed by death With the holes in his sneakers And his eyes all over me

[quixoticanarchy]

my dad gave me a book to read about the Dust Bowl so that, in his words, i would stop missing oklahoma, and jfc is it grim. like i did know it was an environmental catastrophe of almost unimaginable magnitude but all the policies that led up to it are so strikingly and blatantly stupid and also just a blisteringly clear indictment of imperialist and capitalist views of land coming home to roost in spectacularly awful fashion. the way that grasslands were framed as empty desert needing to be civilized through farming - the last gasp of the frontier, and a "make the desert bloom" narrative par excellence - and the urgency of the federal government to get settlers into every conceivable area, and the eagerness of the railroads and land speculators to invent promises to lure people out there, and the delight in the wholesale destruction of an ecosystem and the absolute confidence that people could conquer and remake a landscape as they wished, and that land would forever be an inexhaustible resource... i remember watching the ken burns documentary and being struck by the horror of the dust bowl back then too, but it really needs to be put into context as fallout specifically generated by imperialism and by capitalist & extractivist & white supremacist views of land that were not at all unique to this one catastrophe, and while it was a perfect storm of several terrible courses colliding, it can't be seen as a one-off fluke horror. it's just the extreme end result of the same kinds of reckless rolls of the dice that we're still doing ecologically on a massive scale, with industrial agriculture and with extractivism as a whole

[daughterofcainnnn]

[mads198-9]

moodboard inspired by the incredible work of @chronically-ghosted & Ethel Cain 🌾

If you haven’t checked it out yet, I highly recommend her writing! Particularly Lover, Share Your Road

//Forestry photos are mine, like or reblog if you save please//

[tygerland]

April 1936: In the middle of the Great Depression and the Dustbowl - fast approaching a summer heatwave that would be the most destructive to occur in North America in centuries - a farmer and his two boys struggle against unrelenting winds on their land in the Oklahoma panhandle. Photographs by Arthur Rothstein.

[lizzygrantsbsf]

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