amystiago:

SHE!

joannacaroline:

Sawdust and Diamonds Live at the First Unitarian Church Sanctuary in Philadelphia. November 16th, 2006.

popculturediedin2009:

Elizabeth Taylor is asked about marriage, September 2007

npr:

Since the early 2000s, Joanna Newsom has challenged the independent music world’s standards of what a feminine voice can be. Hers is strange and unrestrained, pushing and pulling recklessly. It is also uncompromisingly girlish, as critics have oft described it.

Like the multi-layered metaphors and double-meaning wordplay that laces her lyrics, in Newsom’s world, rare and rich dualities exists. She shouts, screeches, creaks and coos. And yet this is all entwined within her distinct femininity: her high-pitched inflection, masterful harp playing, epicly emotive lyrics and intuitive writing. There is a sense that she is following her voice where it goes, but she goes there gracefully and attentively, matching her syllables with the most emotionally suited turns in her voice.

With her gritty girlishness that critics have often infantilized, she’s also an arbiter of wisdom, of expertly crafted folk songs rich in metaphor and mythology, and an expert composer. Throughout her discography, her deep love of history and literature has shaped a collection of poetry that stands up on its own on the page — words that jump with the alternatingly chilling, pensive and glistening presence of her harp, her lines syncopating with the plucks and hums of the strings. She bridges folk traditions with enormous arrangements for concert halls.

Joanna Newsom Is The 21st Century’s Timeless Voice

Photo Illustration: Lloyd Bishop/NBC via Getty Images and Angela Hsieh/NPR

Philip Glass, Joanna Newsom, and Tim Fain perform The Orchard from Glass’ The Screens at The Warfield Theater, June 25th, 2012.

fuckrashida:

Solange wore a durag to the MET gala so she’s automatically the best dressed person there

heyreallygiger:

to risk all is the end all and the beginning all

crippledjazzer:

_{The blackguard sat hard, down,
with no head on him now,
and I felt so bad,
cause I didn’t know how
to feel bad enough
to make him proud.}

sunnyhoneypossum:

which jnew are you today