#Deb Demure

[goldengodcannibal]

Corporate Drab

[ent-mbed]

drab majesty - the skin and the glove

[xl012v]

[dec0mposing]

Very excited for the new release from Drab Majesty.

The 12 string on this track is intoxicating and the harmonies of Deb Demure and Rachel Goswell are hauntingly beautiful.

[sailboatdreamer]

Back to the Night We Met

Hello! I'm Arcadia (she/her) and this is my first fic <3 i loved the holdovers so much it actually drove me to writing especially because of the lack of Angus fics rn :) Ill definitely continue it if people are interested, i have a pretty good idea of where to take it, this is just setup.

-You are a female student from a sister school who has to board over at Barton for the holidays, Mary comes to pick you up, and you have a first impression of all the boys- 859 words - slight blood mention.-

Angus reminded me of many men i had known, in various ways, throughout my life. Cold at first, brash, defensive- but equally in need of a love that was not easily accessible.

The first time i had ever met Angus, it was Christmas of 1970. The corresponding sister-school to Barton, Ada’s School for Girls, had just let out all the girls for winter break, except of course myself, who was doomed to two weeks of almost complete solitude. My only recompense being the books in the library, and my carefully hidden ration of cigarettes given to me by a friend as a Christmas gift.

I’d assumed that my stay at Ada would be chaperoned by one of the sisters from the convent, as they lived on campus and were usually the go-to call for holdover students, however when it came time to say goodbye, an unfamiliar face was awaiting me outside the aching, old oak doors.

“Hello young lady, I believe you’re staying with us this time.” Boston accent.

A beautiful woman, with a soft spoken voice, stood up against a powder-blue Impala, cigarette between her fingers. I came to learn that this lady was Mary Lamb. She was a cook from Barton, who’d elected to stay over the holidays due to the untimely and tragic death of her young boy, Curtis, a student. In her words, she felt going home would’ve abandoned his memory during this time that meant so much to both of them. As she drove me to Barton she explained i’d be staying with the other male holdovers due to ‘administrative difficulties’ whatever that meant

Quickly sensing my discomfort with this idea she said “Listen, you let me know if those little shitheads give you a hard time okay? My quarters are just past the dorms, near the garden.” i nodded appreciatively, smiling at her choice of language. It was surprising to hear it from such a demure lady, but Mary’s streak of subtle rebellion ultimately made her one of my favourite people i ever got to know through my school years.

When we arrived to Barton, Mary directed me towards the infirmary, as it was the last room in the entire building that had any heating, as i approached the door there was a clear noise of a scuffle going on inside. I gently pressed the door open, beat-up suitcase in my hand, glasses pushed to my nose. Two of the older boys were hitting each-other wildly, although it really seemed more girlish than i assumed boys fought. The minute they saw me, they got up and hastily tried to straighten out their shirts.

“Who are you!? The fuck-a girl?” A blonde boy, blue eyes, very irritating.

A rally of small, meek, lower-year boys stood around the room, just watching. The other boy who i’d seen flinging punches on the blonde was seething, he had a little blood running down his cheek, and he didn’t really acknowledge me, he seemed too focused on whatever his next chance was to knock the blonde’s lights out.

“Hello…..” i wave shyly, putting my suitcase by a free bed.

”hi, hello,- um-hi” the room grumbles back at me.

The air in the room is thick, and tense. Worried, nervous glances are passed between myself and the rest of the room for what feels like endless minutes before someone breaks the silence. “Do…. do you need help with your bags.” a nervous mutter from the boy who’d previously not acknowledged my arrival. And i actually did. Some of my books i insisted on bringing, assuming i’d have a boring two weeks had been a weight on my luggage. “Yeah… yeah i’d appreciate that. Thank you.” He follows me out, leaving the other boys to debrief among themselves. As we wander down the long, aging halls, and the noise of the infirmary grows quieter, i try to break the tension. “so….I’m (y/n).. i go to Ada,and uh- our nuns, shacked up for the winter apparently so that’s why i’m here. I met Mary, she’s… she’s really sweet” As i speak he nods gently, listening before speaking. “I’m Angus. And that (he points back at the infirmary) was Teddy Koutnze. Resident dickhead. The other kids i don’t know so well, they’re first years but-… they’re not too bad.” It was my turn to listen this time, as we walk i study the features on his face. Strong, angular features and deep, brown eyes, nearly carvaggian. He helps me with my other bags, opting to take the heavier one for me kindly, but as he’s picking it up, i again notice the blood on the side of his face. Without a second thought, i reach out to touch it, as i would’ve for any of the girls back at Ada. “You’re bleeding….”

His hand immediately rushes to his cheek, and i notice as his cheeks flush red, i recognise my mistake and apologize hurriedly “Oh-sorry, i-uh…” i try to brush off the blood on my skirt, and i we struggle to meet eyes “its… its okay” He grumbles, not meeting my eyes, we both walk back awkwardly, i know my face is flushed and i internally curse myself for doing something so careless. We share in the silence and a little smeared blood on our fingertips.

[spyridonya]

10, 11, and 32 for Kadee for the OC ask game?

What kind of jokes make them laugh?

Kadira has a surprisingly wide sense of humor despite the demure countenance she gives off. She loves dirty jokes, dark jokes, and sincerely enjoy puns. Longer jokes that seem like a real story that hits you with a punchline in the end you didn't expect are absolutely her favorite type of joke. She's not a big fan of 'I hate my partner' jokes nor ones that depend on cruel meanness.

Unless if you're being mean about Minagho or Hulrun.

Do they enjoy pranks or do they hate them? Are they likely to fall for a prank?

Pranks fall in a range, with Kadira liking ones that don't overly hurt feelings. The crueler the prank, the less inclined she likes it. Besides, she's very much aware that some see her as the ideal victim because she's a little clueless to some social cues. She knows no one wants to feel miserable after a prank.

Your character is having a prom night/debs. What kind of outfit do they wear?

At a modern senior prom? After four years of the nice bookworm nerd, Kadira decides she can take a a few months of ridicule for trying to pull this dress off.

[thejoyofviolentmovement]

New Video: Drab Majesty Shares Shimmering and Cinematic "Cape Perpetua"

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Initially known for his work drumming in Marriages, Los Angeles-based singer/songwriter and multi-instrumentalist Andrew Clinco founded  Drab Majesty back in 2011 as a way to create music as a solo project, with him recording every instrument himself. Clinco created the androgynous character Deb Demure for himself, as the face of the project. Alex Nicolaou, a.k.a. Mona D (keys, vocals) joined on…

[goldengodcannibal]

You said we would be recycled / took a hold of our souls just to make us the same / called me something I wasn't / it's not just a name

[shethesilhouette]

Deb Demure || Drab Majesty

[xl012v]

The Skin And The Glove

[nugothrhythms]

Drab Majesty is going to be on tour again in the US this Fall, backing up AFI. That’s not a lineup I would have predicted, but I guess they’re both in the “dark alternative” category. Tickets are on sale now on the AFI website.

10/25 Anaheim, CA House of Blues - Anaheim 10/26 Anaheim, CA House of Blues - Anaheim 10/28 Tempe, AZ The Marquee 11/4 Philadelphia, PA Franklin Music Hall 11/5 Cleveland, OH Agora Ballroom 11/7 Washington, DC 9:30 Club 11/8 Washington, DC 9:30 Club 11/9 New York, NY Terminal 5 11/11 Boston, MA Royale 11/12 Pittsburgh, PA Stage AE 11/14 Detroit, MI Majestic Theatre 11/15 Chicago, IL The Riviera Theatre 11/16 Minneapolis, MN The Fillmore 11/18 Denver, CO The Fillmore Auditorium 11/19 Salt Lake City, UT The Union Event Center 11/21 Seattle, WA Showbox SoDo 11/22 Portland, OR Roseland Theater 11/23 Oakland, CA Fox Theater 11/25 Ventura, CA Ventura Theater 11/26 Tucson, AZ Rialto Theatre 11/28 Austin, TX Emo's 11/29 Houston, TX White Oak Music Hall Downstairs 11/30 Dallas, TX House of Blues - Dallas 12/2 Atlanta, GA The Buckhead Theatre 12/3 Orlando, FL House Of Blues

[unknownpleasures68]

Deb and Mona slow dancing for Night Flight

[distortionskys]

Nobody takes the time to talk about early Deb Demure and honestly that's a crime like look at her