Molly: You’ve got that enthusiasm, where do you get it from? Was it bred in your family?
Stevie: No I think its really from God, I think its really from the spirits. I think its really from the little jazz spirit that hangs over my head, and the little rock’n’roll spirit that hangs over my head.
”—excerpt from Molly Meldrum interviewing Stevie Nicks
How Summer Heights High isn’t the biggest thing ever completely escapes me. I laugh through an episode the same way my Dad used to laugh thru Fawlty Towers - loudly, breathlessly, weepily, face-crackingly from beginning to end. Love. It. C’mon America.
i think its just too Aussie for them to get. they don’t even have a large islander population so the whole poly power thing would go right over their heads. its the best show though. mister g = god.
kind of weird. its like…people heart stuff but not enough to reblog. its like a secret or something. like in highschool when my crush would be a jerk to me in public but so sweet when we were alone. AREN’T I GOOD ENOUGH TO BE LIKED PUBLICLY?
don’t get me wrong. i’m happy you guys like the stuff i post. i just don’t really understand the point of the function…you know?
“And when I feel, fair creature of an hour
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;—then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink”—John Keats