Among my major heartbreaks is that no one kept a copy of this 2010 reunion interview that’s now gone. There were some incredible looks being exchanged. But I randomly found these two gifs I made so at least these have survived.

ok so i THINK what's happening with the Ghost Notes is that if you're using a vpn to access tumblr, there's a fair chance that your interactions with a post won't actually show up on the post itself (but WILL increase the note count), and the only way anyone will see it is if you're on their dash or they visit your blog. so just in case anyone's commenting on any of my posts on vpn, im not ignoring you guys, tumblr's backend is just supremely broken ://

me

Found the original picture on Last.fm, the second one was a comment under the image

Okay so imagine joining this fandom, trying to work out if it's pete or peter, hearing carl "not-actually-carlos" barât mispronounce his own surname at least three different ways and on one occasion get the diacritic on the wrong 'a', then realising none of it matters anyway bc they're actually bilo and biggles but NOT ACTUALLY bc bilo is strictly self-referential and he's actually pigman jiggler but ACTUALLY jiggler is both of them now and what the fuck is a spaniel lombard anyway.

a bit. too gay. the smiths

Dave Gahan of Depeche Mode naming the members of Duran Duran

Pop Quiz - June 18, 1983

(AKA that time Dave struggled with getting those Taylors boys sorted out)

“He is painfully shy,” emphasises Johnny Marr. “You’ve got to understand that. We all look out for Morrissey. It’s a very brotherly feeling. When we first rehearsed, I’d have done anything for him. And as a person Morrissey is really capable of a truly loving relationship. Every day he’s so open, so romantic and sensitive to other people’s emotions.” – Johnny Marr, 1985

well april was aqotee month obviously

“Do you remember like I remember Lost pursuits of excellence The glory of the crowd? Lives of imperialists Leave me with aching wrists So no wonder you frown When you’re two world wars down When the dark times come I will sing you a good time song I’m pretending that it’s ended But it kills me to act so strong Just to gaze in your eyes Makes all the difference to me Just be ready my angel Be ready when I call I’ve been re-reading letters They were moving warm but bitter And I cried right through them all Oh the days go so slow We’ll never get to heaven With the artillery in tow So when the dark times come It might warm your heart to know That I went to the crossroads But the devil never showed”

— Burma, Carl Barat/Dirty Pretty Things (via quietnowherebesideyou)