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January 31, 1958 – The Explorer 1 satellite launched aboard a Jupiter-C rocket. It was the first satellite sent to space by the United States. (NASA)
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hoping mothman brings everyone positive premonitions tonight
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Been re-watching X-Files and had to draw a 90′s grunge Dana Scully.
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TODAY IN TRANS ARTISTS: Wendy Carlos born November 14, 1939 AKA the mother of modern electronic music This amazing woman composed and recorded the entire Clockwork Orange soundtrack, yeah, that shit, that amazing stuff, this gal, right here. Also, The Shining, yep. That scary masterpiece, this gal made the music that made you piss. (EDIT) She also did the original TRON soundtrack, so bow down, please. Her biggest break through album was Switched On Bach(1968) which, yes, is amazing synth-y classical jams. She began transitioning with the use of hormones in 1968 and has also won like 4 friggin’ awards for being awesome!(actually, mostly for having amazing music which directly equals being friggin’ awesome) So, if anyone asks you who the biggest bad ass in electronic-acoustic, or just electronic music in general, you tell them Wendy-God-Damn-Carlos
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Remember the white dress i wore all through that film? George came up to me the first day of filming, took one look at the dress and said: “you can’t wear a bra under that dress.”
“Ok, I’ll bite,” I said. “Why?” and he said: “Because… there’s no underwear in space.”
He said it with such conviction. Like he had been to space and looked around and he didn’t see any bras or panties anywhere.
He explained. “You go into space and you become weightless. Then your body expands but your bra doesn’t, so you get strangled by your own underwear.”
I think that this would make for a fantastic obituary. I tell my younger friends that no matter how I go, I want it reported that I drowned in moonlight, strangled by my own bra.
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