composers are suppose to… compose music, right? judging by most of the pictures found in composersdoingnormalshit, what they really enjoy is a good picnic under the shadow of an old tree.
Bela Bartók having a sad picnic in Turkey.
Cindy Sherman and nobody’s here but me.
Cindy Sherman speaking about her process is so unpretentious that scares me even more.
Highway, mi amor, yo prefiero las máquinas de hacer pájaros.
Me pego cantando/Sem mais, nem porquê/E tantas águas rolaram/Quantos homens me amaram/Bem mais e melhor que você.
you don’t have to go to college.
Cartagena, donde empecé a creer en realismo mágico 
Cartagena, donde empecé a creer en realismo mágico