something about the way charles looks at the tifosi , the way tifosi will stand out in the freezing cold to watch him do 120 laps of testing just to show support, the way no one has seen this sort of support or passion since schumacher days, the way he reignited ferrari, the way he is our last hope, our predestined, our red prince. the way charles is ferrari and ferrari is charles, the way he is taking us back to glory, the fact that he is in the most prestigious seat in f1 and has the weight of a country on him at such a young age but he is still so kind and friendly and so loving to tifosi and has never once let it ruin him. the way church bells ring in maranello each time ferrari bring home the first place trophy, the way ferrari will knock down walls in maranello for charles’ car when he wins a championship. the way he has gone through so much and has come out of it all with such grace and kindness. he will bring us back, and in the meantime he makes me proud to be a fan for this team.
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DEVOtion, Day Two
And then the nerds re-congregated, and DEVOtional Saturday happened.
And what a de-evolved time it was.
The Jimmy Psycho Experiment, who have been DEVOtional openers for a few years now, set a relaxed mood well with their tiki-loungey versions of everyone’s favorite DEVO hits. Attention soon shifted towards the many special guests, whose Q&A sessions took up a good chunk of the night. Good old Mark was back for round 2, though he was slightly more subdued when compared to his misdemeanor on Friday. DEVOtional old timer Jerry Casale, who almost always comes out to support the fans, brought with him the music video premier of his next single, “The Invisible Man.” Without spoiling too much for everyone who wasn’t there, it was hands-down one of the most amusing things I’ve ever witnessed, and it only makes me more fascinated about what exactly goes on within Jerry’s mind that could make him conjure up something so perfectly, undeniably wack. But you’ll all see it in a few months.
Steve Bartek, the guitarist on Jerry’s recent music who is best known for his work with Oingo Boingo, joined Jerry in looking very smart and answering questions. I didn’t get to talk with him at all, but he seemed like a really genuine guy. The dark horse of the program, however, was one Michael Schwartz, better known as Rod Rooter, DEVO’s evil manager from way back. Throughout the night, Mike seamlessly incorporated his character into his talk-talk to the point where I initially genuinely wasn’t sure if he was joking or not when he discussed being the first white guy on King Records with a song produced by James Brown. (Spoiler alert: he WASN’T).
Sometime before DEVOtional started, Max had the brilliant idea of making Rod an entire election campaign which proceeded to snowball from a joke to people on Facebook actually buying made-to-order polo shirts emblazoned with the phrase “America’s Begging For The Barrel Room.” The virus had spread so far that Max didn’t even have to give Mark one of the campaign buttons he was handing out; he had already been given one by someone else. With Mike’s charisma and wit, I wouldn’t hesitate to vote in his favor, and I can’t help but hope he becomes a mainstay. (“The Man” did approve of Max’s effort, by the way.)
Max signed one of his posters for him while I stood by, causing him to ask Max in character, “Is THIS your GIRLFRIEND?” Max would go on to be very fixated on the fact that Mike was a few hours early to the punch on that.
Jerry, Mark, and the rest were signing items for hours. I heard someone say their autograph session clocked in at over three hours, which blows my mind and makes me want to pray atheist style for their dominant wrists. Max used the opportunity to gift Mark and Jerry bags containing some of his original music and hand decorated lab coats, with airbrush art for Marky and colorful tampons for Jer-Jer, while I stood by as photojournalist and emotional support.
(Jerry sadly didn’t try it on for us in person, but the photo he uploaded later more than makes up for that.)
I wasn’t immune to the photo opportunities, either.
All the while, Al Mothersbaugh’s band, Massive Hotdog Recall, brought the party as usual, proving that “Shout” can be a good song if you add some non-synthetic, whip-spankin’ horns to it. New Devolution, an energetic tribute band who came all the way from Chile to perform, followed by plowing through high-power early 80s DEVO tracks. The fun factor was through the roof as the spontaneously generated giant helium balls the crowd was serving around threatened to make a dent in it.
After the raffle, which I did not win anything at, the highly anticipated Fight Milk, who were not balls, took the stage. They exemplified the fun factor just like last year, but having more than one guy on the stage again (while retaining last year’s cardboard cutouts) totally elevated their energy. Alongside Jackson, the band’s creative mastermind and sole constant, it was great having Tavi from Finland back onstage, whether he was flashing a creepy smile at the audience with down pitched vocals or scurrying around the stage wrecking his guitar strings. Those boys be DEVO.
Max was also making his live performance debut, and he absolutely killed it. Not many other DEVOtional performances would both perform a song that hadn’t been performed since 1974 and make the live debut of Jerry’s latest single. (TAKE THAT, OLD MAN! Just kiddin’.) Max took lead on both, and it was so great seeing him in his element. It truly wouldn’t have been the same without him up there in that goddamn tampon coat hurling his Rod Rooter buttons at the crowd. I even caught a photo of one in mid air! I love blinding everyone with the flash from my camera.
Detention finished off the night, though I sadly didn’t get to see most of their set because, deja vu, I was too busy having a conversation in the Ballroom’s bar the room over. (I got to hear their Steve-tribute cover of Oingo Boingo’s “Little Girls” in muffled format, though!) At least I did get to chat with their singer Elliott, who I’ve bumped into a few times on the Kent campus, beforehand. Us Kent chicks gotta stick together.
And then, just like that, the night had winded down. Everyone packed up, stumbled out of the ballroom, and hit up Ubers back to their hotels. And then it was over.
Did it beat last year’s for me? No. That year was too special! But I’ll gladly let it be the first loser.
And hey, I got a boyfriend out of this one, so I guess that’s a plus.
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Willow Month day 1: favorite character
To absolutely no one's surprise.
Now! To be fair! Jade was a close second (the yearning, the complexities, the Strong Woman With Sword), and i do find Boorman absolutely delightful but in the end it has to be Kit. Blorbo material of all times for the following reasons:
Girls (gender neutral) Who Are Their Father gotta stick together
Jade won my heart in the fighting department (due to polearm/sword combo and general Knightliness) but Kit has some really strong and hot combat moments, particularly when she gets clever and cocky about things. She may not have brute strength or full military training but she does have an attitude and some fancy footwork!
Nothing like a bravado loving yet insecure little weirdo to pull on my heartstrings
Because lets face it as cool, confident, and cocky as Kit can be she is also my pathetic queen. From Skellin onwards shes kinda just going around covered in grime with the worlds biggest saddest eyes. And im here for it.
^get her warm drink and forehead kissies right the fuck now
Anyways #1 blorbo factor tho is obviously her Funky Little Gender. This post is long already so i will not be writing my Kit Tanthalos Gender Thesis but listen to me. Listen to me. Kit hates dresses. And social expectations of ladylike behavior. And all she wants is to be brave and loved and not be a princess!!!!
Done screaming now. Butch icon Prince Kit Tanthalos my beloved
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