That awkward as hell flailing around that singers do in concerts when they don’t know what the fuck to do with their arms/hands

toxines:

pugs are cute until you remember humans are breeding a type of dog that commonly suffers from a plethora of frequent and significant health issues and an inability to breathe properly and is basically just destined to a life of pain

I don’t know if it’s bc I’m bored as hell and my mind is numb at the moment but I’m kind of liking Augustine’s Confessions

compos-h-er:

Sophia Maria Westenholz (1759-1838, Germany)

Morgenlied


                          Soprano: Patrice Michaels
                             Piano: David Schrader

Sorta tempted to get drunk and listen to the Currentzis Nozze

I’m not even actively looking for opportunities to bash the Met they just keep giving these it’s so amazing

I’m not even actively looking for opportunities to bash the Met they just keep giving these it’s so amazing

People immediately clapping after Götterdämmerung ends

Lord save my soul from Poetics class

Lord save my soul from Poetics class