#spiral stairs

[illustratus]

Yniol shows Prince Geraint his Ruined Castle by Gustave Doré

[misterlemonztenth]

03-08-24 | rebel-heart-gypsysoul. misterlemonztenth.tumblr.com/archive

[forestduck]

[perpetua]

Pavement by Marcus Rotn, Q July 1999

[k-i-l-l-e-r-b-e-e-6-9]

@rj__46bex

[filmap]

Portrait of Jennie William Dieterle. 1948

Lighthouse The Graves, Massachusetts, USA See in map

See in imdb

[theseimmortalcoils]

A beautiful spiral staircase, I want one in my library. Source unknown.

[allyourkayfabefriends]

[geezerwench]

This is so lovely.

[mywifeleftme]

317: Pavement // Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain

Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain Pavement 1994, Matador

It’s funny reading reviews from when Pavement first broke out, critics doing their critic thing of referencing aspects of other bands as they tried to get their arms around a genuinely new synthesis of the previous decade’s currents in college/alternative rock. Today the Pavement sound is ubiquitous, a stamp contemporary critics use to shorthand other bands down to size. But those resonances the early critics detected are there, and when I open my ears for them on Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain it can be a way to make a super-familiar album feel new again. The Replacements are probably the clearest analogue in terms of a jokey band of shambling weirdos surrounding a songwriter of genuine brilliance, and I don’t know if you get a “Leaven Now” without the shivering nerves of a “Sixteen Blue,” or a seemingly thrown away gem like “Just Hit Me Lucy” without a “Waitress in the Sky.” Where the Replacements were good musicians who found a kind of proto-slack spontaneity because they often happened to be too drunk to play, Malkmus discovered that was an aesthetic you could live inside if you just surrounded yourself by guys with very limited gifts. You could probably have convinced listeners in the early ‘90s that Pavement hailed from Tucson: the Meat Puppets’ mewling weenie psych seems like a clear antecedent to Malkmus’ wandering, gently ramshackle writing style (“Sleeve of Derision”; “Grown Out Stache”), and I don’t think Green on Red are a bad comparison for something like “Caulk Supplier.” Across the pond, Mark E. Smith famously groused about Pavement’s unpaid debts to the Fall (see “P. 55 Y”; “Leader’s Car / I Can’t Do This”), but I also hear some of Fear & Whiskey-era Mekons on the rowdy “Catholic Gumbo.” And of course, there’s Malkmus’s beloved R.E.M., whose homespun negative capability set the ground for both the heartfelt intuition of “Walmart Moonbeam w/ Fuzz Bridge” and the wilfully inscrutable “Arab V Blunted”—though the influence is more in concept than directly in the sonics, the permission to not always be understood.

Anyway, that’s an impenetrable block of critic-speak for an album that’s best experienced hanging out or driving around. I’m just gonna spin “Your Veneers Suck” and “Web in Front” a few more times and leave it that.

317/365

[illustratus]

The Secret Rendezvous by Pierre-Charles Comte

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Do you step on the dots, or what?

hellolidy.com

[misterlemonztenth]

02-24-24 | misterlemonztenth.tumblr.com/archive

[bennettmarko]

[malkmusian]

Cut your hair (1994), Pavement

[justsmitchell]

Day 13: Rise

For some reason my brain landed on stairs to represent todays prompt. But I wanted to make the stairs white and have the background black, really put an emphasis on the stairs.

Also, do you know how HARD drawing stairs are? Let along SPIRAL stairs??!! What was I thinking! I had to do so many stupid re-draws and various perspectives before I settled on on that I liked. There are not enough references of entire spiral staircases. Mostly you get a real life one, and I was not trying to draw something realistic. I was trying to draw something more like, the path of life…blah, blah…inspiring, rising through the difficulties…blah——staircase. That’s basically what my brain spat out at me for this prompt.