A fire broke out backstage in a theatre. The clown came out to warn the public; they thought it was a joke and applauded. He repeated it; the acclaim was even greater. I think that’s just how the world will come to an end: to general applause from wits who believe it’s a joke.
Soren Kierkegaard, Either/Or (via tierradentro)

(via leadingtone)

Maria Callas talking about the pressures of fame.

No, Divinia. That is when we love you the most, because it shows us you are human, that you are one of us, and that you have shown us YOU.

(via candice-sings)

siddharthasmama:

ras-al-ghul-is-dead:

A silent protest in Love Park, downtown Philadelphia orchestrated by performance artists protesting the murder of Michael Brown in Ferguson. The onslaught of passerby’s  wanting to take photos with the statue exemplifies the disconnect in American society.  Simply frame out the dead body, and it doesn’t exist.  

Here are some observations by one of the artists involved in the event:

I don’t know who any of these folks are.

They were tourists I presume.

But I heard most of what everything they said. A few lines in particular stood out. There’s one guy not featured in the photos. His friends were trying to get him to join the picture but he couldn’t take his eyes off the body.

"Something about this doesn’t feel right. I’m going to sit this one out, guys." "Com’on man… he’s already dead."

(Laughs.)

There were a billion little quips I heard today. Some broke my heart. Some restored my faith in humanity. There was an older white couple who wanted to take a picture under the statue.

The older gentleman: “Why do they have to always have to shove their politics down our throats.” Older woman: “They’re black kids, honey. They don’t have anything better to do.”

One woman even stepped over the body to get her picture. But as luck would have it the wind blew the caution tape and it got tangle around her foot. She had to stop and take the tape off. She still took her photo.

There was a guy who yelled at us… “We need more dead like them. Yay for the white man!”

"One young guy just cried and then gave me a hug and said ‘thank you. It’s nice to know SOMEBODY sees me.’

WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED? Like… these people didn’t know if he was truly dead or not, and it appears most presumed he was, and as the artist expresses, MOST didn’t give a damn, or even had disdain! This is so terrifying, because not only do people not view Black people AS people, they straight up don’t even “see” us!

"Love"… right… 

(via kristinmargaret)

historicalsingers:

Beniamino Gigli and Licia Albanese sing La Bohème (1938)

According to reliable sources, Albanese just passed away at the age of 101.

What is happening in Ferguson is exactly what opponents of the rise in military-style policing across America have long feared: when the feds arm white local cops with weapons of war and their superiors encourage them not to just play dress-up but to use their new war toys, it is inevitable that ordinary citizens – especially citizens of color – will get treated as the enemy.

Ferguson is what happens when white suburban cops get weapons of war, writes Sadhbh Walshe.  (via guardian)

especially BLACK people will be treated as the enemy 

(via daniellemertina)

(via irretrievablynerdy)

"Genie, I’m gonna miss you.”

"Me too Al. No matter what anybody says, you’ll always be a prince to me.”

(via thendnwhoplayedbach)

sesamestreet:

We mourn the loss of our friend Robin Williams, who always made us laugh and smile.

sesamestreet:

We mourn the loss of our friend Robin Williams, who always made us laugh and smile.

(via kristinmargaret)

When someone asks why you’re singing so well

caraspeme:

liederderp:

soyouwenttoschoolforsinging:

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Leontyne Price has talked about the importance of a healthy sex life for maintaining a good singing voice. 

Leontyne Price is a frickin’ goddess and sounds like one too, so I’m inclined to believe just about anything she says about vocal health.

(via mariodelmonaco)

humansofnewyork:

“It seems that the more I tried to make my life about the pursuit of art, the more money controlled my life: collecting unemployment insurance, the humiliation of borrowing money from friends and family, tossing and turning at night while trying to figure out how to pay the rent. To survive I had to work hard jobs and afterwards I’d feel too tired and too stressed to paint. It’s very hard to create under those circumstances. Creativity is a delicate process. Often times I wonder if I should have just pursued a career for the first half of my life, obtained some degree of financial security, and then transitioned into art.”

humansofnewyork:

“It seems that the more I tried to make my life about the pursuit of art, the more money controlled my life: collecting unemployment insurance, the humiliation of borrowing money from friends and family, tossing and turning at night while trying to figure out how to pay the rent. To survive I had to work hard jobs and afterwards I’d feel too tired and too stressed to paint. It’s very hard to create under those circumstances. Creativity is a delicate process. Often times I wonder if I should have just pursued a career for the first half of my life, obtained some degree of financial security, and then transitioned into art.”

(via kristinmargaret)

lunalaure:

« C’est une idée, c’est tout un peuple, un moment héroïque dans la vie d’un peuple, mais les étoffes collent, les ailes battent, les seins se gonflent. Je n’ai pas besoin de voir la tête pour imaginer le regard… » Cezanne

That is exactly how I’ve always felt about this lady. Je n’ai pas besoin de voir la tête pour imaginer le regard. 

lunalaure:

« C’est une idée, c’est tout un peuple, un moment héroïque dans la vie d’un peuple, mais les étoffes collent, les ailes battent, les seins se gonflent. Je n’ai pas besoin de voir la tête pour imaginer le regard… »
Cezanne

That is exactly how I’ve always felt about this lady. Je n’ai pas besoin de voir la tête pour imaginer le regard. 

(via antapodosishonorii)

repose en paix, Maestro Lorin Maazel

March 6, 1930 - July 13, 2014

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