Hot girls listen to Abstract (Psychopomp) and just. Immediately burst into tears
Hot girls listen to Abstract (Psychopomp) and just. Immediately burst into tears
Butchered Tongue is so fucking incredible. The kinship between cultures whose languages and identities have been pushed down. The magic of seeing a language and culture survive and thrive in defiance of violence. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.
Listening to Hozier’s new album is like. If the world won’t give you a place, you must carve one. Do it fiercely and lovingly. You deserve to love and be loved in return. You belong because you’re a person
with unreal unearth out, it just entirely reiterates one of the (many) reasons I love hozier and his music so much: because it reminds me that love can be and is able to be studied and expressed intellectually, that it isn’t in fact the stupid frivolous thing the television and film industry is dismissing now.
sure, there are arguments to be made about how women have been subjugated into believing romance is necessary to make them whole or complete, but also there’s just such an overwhelming majority of people who belittle romance and love especially in fictional spaces and in academic settings and it’s like. you idiots. you absolute fools. the poets spoke of love, world famous authors who changed the course of literary history because they loved and had something to say about it. romantic love can be a truly wonderful nuanced thing with layers, with metaphor and imagery and allusions.
hozier creates that space for me. his music exists as this oasis where love can be sung about in an intelligent way using such complexities. it’s music that makes me crave love with such desperate aching and yearning, but without any illusion that I’m an object, a subject of observation, or that I’m nothing outside of romance. I’ve always believed love is a vessel through which to discover yourself, other people, and the truths of life, and hozier sings of that balance between love and ambition that I have felt in my soul for as long as I can remember.
When Unreal Unearth goes from First Time to Francesca to I, Carrion and you’re somehow expected to be a normal functioning person in society after
laugh lines my beloved… you’ve been so full of life that your way of living carved itself on your face… how beautiful
is it just me or does hozier sound more irish than ever on this album. giggling and twirling my hair and kicking my feet in the air
Love not having a ”””fandom””” specific blog. Something new will just consume my mind and everyone has to accept it. My house
the show (going out to get groceries. making myself a nice dinner. showering and opening the windows. being kind to myself in everything i do) Must go on
favorite platonic relationships: janine teagues and barbara howard
“You’ve come a long way, Miss Teagues and I’m happy you’re staying at Abbott. It’s where you belong.”
“ooh garlic salt isn’t real” yeah well neither is your MARRIAGE after i’m done FUCKING YOUR HUSBAND and afterwards he eats my delicious cooking that i seasoned with GARLIC SALT. FUCK YOU
i think. you sent this to the wrong person. but im enamoured with your energy. you can have my metaphorical husband you deserve her
i like sailing myths and superstitions because most of them can be boiled down to “if the ocean doesn’t like you it will chew you up and spit out your bones. and if it really loves you it will swallow you whole and never let you go. good luck 👍”