oh my god a revelation
alex kapranos thinks women have a common natural cadence because for the last ten years of his life a good chunk of his contact with females has been under highly unusual conditions - namely the women he comes across are usually starstruck by him
can you imagine what it would be like to stuck in that vacuum of unconditional affection that’s fucking toxic
everyone should just record themselves talking like of course we’re overwhelmingly female and many of us were raised in geographically proximate places there are going to be some similarities but damn are you really going to find a common natural cadence
I also really want to know what alex kapranos thinks the ‘natural cadence of a woman’s voice’ is like because goddamn I bet he wouldn’t think my shit cadence is very becoming of my sex how dare I
Just a heads up to everyone: Ksenia, my co-writer and co-founder of Philosophes has elected to leave the blog. There were no hard feelings on either end - in the two years since we began this blog as confused college kids, a lot has happened and I think people have an intuitive sense of when their participation in a project has run its course. We started this blog with noble, stupidly academic intentions - to do good old fashioned close reading on Franz Ferdinand lyrics. What this community has ballooned into since then is nothing short of incredible and Ksenia is still very much part of that family to me, but we’ve certainly come a long way from writing essays on particle physics (a fucking good read, by the way, if a bit of a relic because it was written before the Higgs boson was discovered. That’s how old this blog is. Bless.)
I’ve also changed the blog description accordingly - this is what I believe Philosophes stands for today.
Before I bid Ksenia adieu I wanted to do a bit of a greatest hits, since many of you may be unfamiliar with her earlier work.
Ksenia and I met on tumblr four years ago out of a mutual interest in Franz Ferdinand. She was the first person I ever met from the internet (at the Metropolitan Museum, a favored haunt now when I meet internet buddies for the first time). She was with me at my first ever concert last year and she and I screamed incoherently and clutched each other running into the night after Alex Kapranos told us that the fact that we’d met because of the band was “pretty cool”. We both got sick afterwards and blamed it on Alex (he apparently had a cold that night. Too much of a stretch? Let us dream on.) The bottom line is that Ksenia is a huge part of why I am where I am today and I’ll remember our times on this blog together fondly.
I was tagged by blackpool-illuminati and boy do I love talking into recording devices so here it is ft. an unsolicited rant about immortality.
- Your name and username.
- Where you’re from.
- Pronounce the following words: Aunt, Roof, Route, Theater, Iron, Salmon, Caramel, Fire, Water, New Orleans, Pecan, Both, Again, Probably, Alabama, Lawyer, Coupon, Mayonnaise, Pajamas, Caught, Naturally, Aluminum, GIF, Tumblr, Crackerjack, Doorknob, Envelope, GPOY.
- What is it called when you throw toilet paper on a house?
- What is a bubbly carbonated drink called?
- What do you call gym shoes?
- What do you call your grandparents?
- What do you call the wheeled contraption in which you carry groceries at the supermarket?
- What is the thing you change the TV channel with?
- Choose a book and read a passage from it.
- Do you think you have an accent?
- Be a wizard or a vampire?
- Do you know anyone on Tumblr in real life?
- End audio post by saying any THREE words you want.
I feel like a lot of people have already been tagged so heck I tag whoever wants to do this!
franzdomwide movement to photoshop alex out of every picture and put two pauls in his place
if anything, i will credit him for foreshadowing his dehumanization of people over twitter by posting lifeless photography beforehand
the real question is whether kapranos would like his complimentary fedora in mental egesta black or metaphysical discharge white