#Graystone Hall

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LEGEND HAS IT THAT ANYONE WHO ATTENDED THIS GIG IS GRANTED IMMEDIATE RESPECT.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on Maumee, Ohio hardcore punk band NECROS, playing at the former Graystone Hall, Detroit, MI, on October 29, 1983. THE MISFITS headlined this gig and was to be their last show with Glenn Danzig before breaking up in the same year. 📸: Eddy Portnoy. All shots courtesy of @todd_farnum.

Source: www.picuki.com/media/2979371321663296741 (Picuki 3x).

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The Misfits at Graystone Hall, Detroit MI, 10/29/83

Picture by: Eddy Portnoy

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Last Misfits show with Glenn Danzig on vocals until he joined again in September 4th, 2016.

Glenn Danzig and Doyle Wolfgang Von Frankenstein from The Misfits

October 29th, 1983 at Graystone Hall, Detroit, Michigan, USA. Tour: Earth A.D.

 📷 Eddy Portnoy

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The Misfits at Graystone Hall in Detroit Michigan, ca. 10/29/83.

[hometoursandotherstuff]

Interesting 1908 Graystone in Chicago, Illinois has been renovated and looks pretty cool inside. It has 5bds, 5ba, and is priced at $2.4M.

Enter a cheery hall with lots of closets for winter coats, etc.

And, then you come to the revamped dramatic staircase. I love that runner with the pattern running up one side.

The open sitting room next to the main hall.

The sitting room in front of the house got a new fireplace and some nice storage cabinetry.

Attractive dining room. I wonder if that wall inset was once a fireplace.

Cozy family room.

This completely confuses me. It's a single family home, so which one of these is the kitchen? Is there a choice? Was it redone again?

It appears that they redid it again.

The bedroom is big enough for a sitting area.

Nice big bath has cute vintage tub.

Closet with a dressing table.

2nd nice bedroom and bath.

These are different. Very pretty.

Nice cedar walk-in closet in the basement.

Finished basement.

Outside there's a nice big patio.

Gorgeous gardens.

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Last Misfits show with Glenn Danzig on vocals until he joined again in September 4th, 2016.

Glenn Danzig and Doyle Wolfgang Von Frankenstein

October 29th, 1983 at Graystone Hall, Detroit, Michigan, USA. Tour: Earth A.D.

Photo By Eddy Portnoy

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The Misfits at Graystone Hall, Detroit MI, 10/29/83

Picture by: Eddy Portnoy

[napunk-history]

Black Flag

Graystone Hall, Detroit, MI (1984-04-20)

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a story as endless as the ocean

the lightning thief

0.7 some minor explanation

warnings : cussing

word count : 4.4k

0.7 Luke Gives Me Some Much Needed Context in a World Where I Need a Whole Encyclopedia to Understand Everything that is Going On

News of 'Allie Jackson' being in camp spread around quickly.

Luke led me all around camp and everywhere I went people would stop whatever they were doing and whisper among themselves. I wouldn't be able to hear most of what they said, but if I got lucky I'd catch a few bits and pieces. 

Most ranged from, "Holy SHIT, it's Allie Jackson," to, "I heard she fought the Minotaur. How badass is that?!" The only person in the whole camp who seemed to have a problem with my arrival was Annabeth, who I had yet to see again. 

Luke showed me a few places: the metal shop (where kids were forging their own swords), the arts-and-crafts room (where satyrs were sandblasting a giant marble statue of a goat-man), and the climbing wall, which actually consisted of two facing walls that shook violently, dropped boulders, sprayed lava, and clashed together if you didn't get to the top fast enough. He showed me the mess hall, which was an outdoor pavilion framed in white Grecian columns on a hill overlooking the sea. There were a dozen stone picnic tables. No roof. No walls.

I was going to ask where we ate when it rained, but then I thought better of it. I'd just stepped into a world where the Greek gods were real; I doubted they needed to worry about the 'little' things like the weather. 

Then he took me to see the canoeing lake, the stables, the javelin range, the sing-along amphitheater, the archery range (which made me very excited and I'm sure Luke could tell), and the arena where Luke said they held sword and spear fights (this also made me excited, so much to the point where I didn't even wonder what kind of twisted summer camp had a sword and spear fighting arena). He took me to the armory, where he said all of the weapons and armor were held and that Chiron would get something that'd work for me later today.

Finally, he formally showed me the cabins. There were twelve of them, nestled in the woods by the lake. They were arranged in a U, with two at the base and five in a row on either side. And they were, without a doubt, the most bizarre collection of buildings I'd ever seen. 

Except for the fact that each had a large brass number above the door (odds on the left side, evens on the right), they looked absolutely nothing alike. Number nine had smokestacks, like a tiny factory. Number four had tomato vines on the walls and a roof made out of real grass. Seven seemed to be made of solid gold, which gleamed so much in the sunlight it was almost impossible to look at. They all faced a common area about the size of a soccer field, dotted with Greek statues, fountains, flowerbeds, and a couple of basketball hoops.

In the center of the field was a huge stone-lined fire pit. Even though it was a warm afternoon, the hearth smoldered. A girl about nine years old was tending the flames, poking the coals with a stick. I smiled at her and made a mental note to talk to her by the end of the day, if she was still there.

The pair of cabins at the head of the field, numbers one and two, looked like his-and-hers mausoleums, big white marble boxes with heavy columns in front. Cabin one was the biggest and bulkiest of the twelve. Its polished bronze doors shimmered like a hologram, so that from different angles lightning bolts seemed to streak across them. Cabin two was more graceful somehow, with slimmer columns garlanded with pomegranates and flowers. The walls were carved with images of peacocks.

Cabin three wasn't high and mighty like cabin one, but long and low and solid. The outer walls were of rough graystone studded with pieces of seashell and coral, as if the slabs had been hewn straight from the bottom of the ocean floor. It reminded me of home, for some reason. I could've sworn I felt connected to it, but Luke dragged me towards the canoeing lake before I could think about it further.

I jumped up and sat on the railing that overlooked the lake. I thought over everything in my head. I'd met a few people; I'd found Silena Beauregard again, who was still as likable as when I first met her. Turns out, she was the half-sister of one of my co-workers, Vanessa Frost. Nessa and I had met on the set of Inception together and, while we didn't see each other much anymore, we'd become fast friends and always tried to get on the same movies and T.V. shows. I hadn't seen her in almost a year, so our reunion was very nice. 

Then, I finally ran into Danny, who had almost tackled me to the ground and startled the hell out of Luke. Danny had stopped attending Camp Half-Blood almost a decade and a half ago, when he turned 20 and decided he'd try his hand at surviving out in the world and college. He'd become my manager right out of college because I'd just turned six and my mom had started getting overwhelmed with the amount of casting calls and acting offers I'd been getting. He took a lower rate since he was so new and mom didn't have much money, but overtime he'd sort of become a surrogate father to me. He told me he was glad I hadn't died and gave me my phone and credit cards back. Luke seemed very confused at the device, so I asked why.

"Normally demigods don't use phones. You managed to get to sixteen without many monsters attacking you and you were using a phone? That's crazy," Luke replied.

"Oh, it's something me and Beckendorf have been working on," Danny said. Beckendorf, for the record, was a son of Hephaestus and Danny's half brother, who I'd met just a little after Danny found me. "Her public image is of utmost importance, so she needed to have a phone, mostly in order to keep in touch with her fans and promote what projects she has coming up. Only problem was: we suspected she was a demigod, especially after she used her phone and almost got attacked by four hellhounds. We'd asked her mom and she confirmed it, but convinced us not to take her here and wouldn't tell us who her father was. So me and Beckendorf managed to make a phone that attracted fewer monsters. It's not foolproof, but it works fairly well."

I'd met a girl named Katie Gardner, a daughter of Demeter, when we were walking past the strawberry field. She was super nice, and told me she'd help me out if I ever needed it, which I was thankful for. We clicked just as easily as Silena and I, and it was great since they were good friends, too. 

Then there was Will Solace, a happy-go-lucky seeming son of Apollo (he was the one who'd healed the back of my head and pretty much everything else I messed up, so I made sure to thank him for it) and Malcolm Pace, a son of Athena, who, thankfully, wasn't insufferable like his half-sister. I'd practically run into another girl, Brylie Vegas, a younger one, around fourteen, who was a daughter of Hermes. She had recognized me as soon as we almost collided and had basically broken her back to keep from bumping into me. She was sweet and shy, so I made sure she didn't feel uncomfortable before Luke told her he had to continue showing me around. 

I did see Clarisse around once or twice, but we never were able to stop and talk for more than a few seconds. 

Luke let me think for a few seconds before speaking, which was something I liked about him; he had tact. 

"Is there a headache forming yet?" he joked, leaning up against the rail beside where I was sitting. 

"Oh, there was a headache as soon as I woke up," I replied, giving him a small smile. "As far as all of—" I titled my head looking for the right word and ended up waving my hand in the direction we'd come from— "this... it's not as bad as I think it should be. I feel like if Danny had dragged me here a few years ago I'd be flipping my shit and calling everyone out, saying they were kidding and stuff like that. I might've even thought Danny had just pulled a massive prank on me, killing the Minotaur or not. I'd have thought I was going insane."

"I get that. I was thinking about how you were taking this better than most. You're not the first person we've had to react like you are, but it doesn't happen very often."

"Like I said, too many things started adding up. I can't really deny things when they're standing right in front of my face, you know?"

"Yeah, I do," He replied. "So, do you have any dire questions that need to be answered?"

"What's the deal with the whole Minotaur thing? Didn't Theseus kill him like... centuries ago in the Labyrinth? How was he... I don't know, back?" 

"That's pretty simple, kind of. Chiron calls them archetypes. They get killed, but they don't ever die for good. They get sent to Tartarus and start reforming. There's never a set time that they're down there, either. If you're lucky, they could be stuck reforming for decades; if you're not, it could take a few days." 

I nodded. "Okay, I can wrap my head around that." I paused. "Why does Athena have children? I thought she was supposed to be a maiden goddess like Hera and Artemis."

"She is," Luke confirmed. "That one's also pretty simple. When she meets someone with a high intellect who she takes a liking to, she talks to them for a while and then imagines what their child would look like. So her children are basically born from her thoughts, like she was from Zeus'."

I gave him an odd look. "That's..."

"Weird? Kinda gross?" he suggested. 

"Well, I was gonna say 'traumatic' but, yeah those work, too, I guess." He laughed and nodded at me to continue. "Okay, kinda off-topic question, but are we allowed to leave? And like... what happens if you choose not to leave during the winter?"

"Leaving is more or less suicide, depending on how good you are and if your scent is powerful enough. Once you reach a certain age, Chiron and Mr. D let you leave more often than not, but the younger ones have to have specific instructions. Even you and I would have to get a quest or something to have a good enough reason to leave. As for our education, Chiron teaches us everything if you choose to stay. Which a lot of people do, considering most of us have awful home lives." He looked at me. "But again there are exceptions— like how Danny can go to the mortal world to be your manager. You'd probably have some of the same exemptions because of your job." 

"That's why I was asking," I told him, nodding. "Alright, this is my last question, I promise. I'm starting to feel annoyed for you," I joked. 

Luke smirked at me. "Don't worry, Angel, I could listen to you talk all day."

I shook my head, trying to fight a smile. "Why are some of the cabins empty?"

Luke took a deep breath and released it before he answered. "Cabin Two belongs to Hera," he started, obviously choosing his words carefully. "As the goddess of marriage, all her children are Zeus'." I nodded as Luke went on. "Cabin Eight is Artemis' cabin. She doesn't have kids but her Hunters stay there when they come to visit camp."

From his grimace, I guessed that he had bad memories of the Hunters, either at Camp or out.

"Then there's One and Three," he explained, looking apprehensive. "They're for Zeus and Poseidon. The Big Three aren't supposed to have children anymore."

"Why not?" I couldn't stop myself from pushing. "From what I can remember, a good majority of the Greek myths are based off of Zeus' children. And Poseidon had his fair share mentioned, as well."

He nodded to me like I'd answered my own question. "That's pretty much why, kind of. Officially, their children are too powerful. We inherit powers from our parents' domains and Big Three kids are the strongest demigods, like the Three themselves are the strongest gods. Zeus' kids could call down lightning strikes or cause tornadoes. A son of Poseidon caused the Long Beach earthquake in 1933, killed 120 people. And supposedly his descendant was accused of causing the 1906 one as well. And Adolf Hitler was a son of Hades, and that's enough said about that. Supposedly they're too powerful to control themselves."

"So, what, they all just collectively decided to not have children anymore? I wouldn't think that would hold up in the long run."

"Well, sort of. After World War II, which had Hitler for the Axis Powers, and Roosevelt, a son of Zeus, and Churchill, son of Poseidon, for the Allies, leading it, the Big Three took an oath on the Styx to never sire any other demigod children again."

Finally, his wording processed in my brain. "And the unofficial reason?" I asked.

Luke shot me a wry grin. "Caught that huh? Yeah, that's not the real reason. If it was, they probably would've tried centuries ago. The only heroes recorded to have fought gods or Titans and lived, sometimes even defeated them, were Big Three kids, after all. Really, what happened was the Oracle made a prophecy. A child of the Big Three would either save or destroy Olympus, and Western Civilization with it once they turned twenty. That's why they made the Oath. And because of that, they aren't supposed to have kids anymore."

"But they didn't keep it," I guessed carefully. "You said that they aren't supposed to have kids anymore, not that they don't at all."

"Clever girl. You could be a child of Athena if your hair wasn't so white and your eyes were grayer. All of her children seem to have those features," Luke told me. "I don't think that fits quite right, though."

He flashed a grin at me but it disappeared as soon as it arrived. Pain and grief were in his eyes as he continued, trying to keep as emotionless as possible. 

"About nineteen years ago, Zeus had an affair with a TV starlet named Beryl Grace— I wouldn't be surprised if you've heard of her."

I had, of course. Beryl Grace was a Hollywood tragedy. Danny used to tell me her story to scare me into making sure I stayed responsible, no matter who it was that offered me something. Still, I let him explain it to me. 

"They ended up having a daughter. Thalia. She ran away from home when she was nine. Camp sent a satyr to get her to safety, but she'd teamed up with two other demigods. Their combined scent was too strong, and Hades was enraged by Zeus breaking the Oath. They were attacked constantly and the satyr eventually made a wrong turn. They got to the hill but they wouldn't have made it over the border. Thalia made the others go ahead while she bought them time. As she was—" He faltered in his monotone telling of Thalia's fate before forcing himself to continue. "As she was dying, Zeus turned her into that pine tree. Her lifeforce strengthens the barriers. Keeps all of us safe."

I studied him for a minute in silence before speaking tentatively. "You and Annabeth were the demigods she teamed up with, weren't you?" 

It was a statement, not a question. Luke nodded, looking pained. I didn't say 'I'm sorry', knowing from experience how much it doesn't help. I just took his hand and sat in silence with him as he weathered the renewed storm of grief.

"Why tell me all of this?" I asked eventually. I thought it was a valid question. He didn't have to tell me the unofficial parts of the— well, it seemed wrong to call it a story when Thalia had died because of it. History, then.

He turned to look at me and I was startled at the intensity of his blue eyes. I could practically see the different shades in them.

"I'm not a son of Apollo," he told me. "I don't see the future. But I do have good instincts. And they're telling me that it's important that you know this, and as soon as possible, too."

I bit my lip, dread coursing through me at the thought of this information being relevant to my future. My mother's voice, echoing a long-forgotten conversation I'd eavesdropped on a year and a half ago, sounded in my head. 

"She's not here right now. She's probably on her way back from the airport. Even if she was here, I wouldn't give up my baby! How can you ask me to?" 

"I'm asking you to for her sake!" the man's voice snapped back, though it didn't have the bite in it that a statement like that usually would. "If you keep her with you, they'll find her eventually. It's only a matter of time."

"She is barely even with me. She's been in Georgia for the past month filming Marvel movies and in a few days she leaves for London for Fashion Week. Three months she goes on tour for her new album, with too many more things in between that I can't even say 'no' to— what more can you ask of me?" 

"Even so, every moment she's here, she's in danger. You told me years ago that you'd let her go when she was 10. What happened to that?" My mother hadn't replied so the man continued, "Zeus' daughter is dead, which means I have nothing to use against him to settle his anger when he finds out about Allie—"

"That's my daughter you're talking about!" Mom interrupted, sounding horrified. "How can you think of an innocent girl as leverage?"

"She's not leverage, but I am thinking of Allie. Sally—"

"No, I won't. I'm done. Leave, you only put her in more danger by coming here. If you stay any longer they'll be drawn here sooner rather than later."

I never figured out who she was talking to and never told her about it— so I pushed all memory of it to the back of my head and never thought about it again. Or, at least, I hadn't thought about it again. 

"I really hope you're wrong about that," I told Luke hoarsely after the sound of a conch shell being blown returned me to the present. How the hell I knew it was a conch shell is beyond me, but I decided I didn't really care. He straightened, offering me his hand to help me to my feet.

"Me too. Come on, that's the call for dinner."

As the pavilion came into view, I saw torches blazing from the columns and a central fire was burning inside a bronze brazier the size of a bathtub. Each table had a white cloth with purple trim. I liked it, it had a friendly, comfortable air to it.

Everyone in Cabin 11 lined up behind Luke and followed him to our table where we were served our dinner by wood nymphs. I wasn't surprised that the food itself was Greek-style healthy food. I had BBQ, grapes, apples, strawberries, cheese, and fresh bread. I was positive this was something my dietician would have approved of, so I wasn't too particularly worried about eating all of it. Actually, I'm sure he wished I'd eat this every day and nothing else. 

Luke leaned over to whisper into my ear. "We have to sacrifice a bit of our meals to the gods before eating," he explained softly to me. "I'll show you."

I took the few seconds I had to look around at everybody. In all, there were maybe a little over a hundred campers, a few dozen satyrs, and a dozen assorted wood nymphs and naiads.

I saw Grover sitting at table twelve with Mr. D, a few satyrs, and a couple of plump blond boys who looked just like Mr. D. Chiron stood to one side, the picnic table being way too small for a centaur. As I scanned the room I caught the eyes of a few people I'd met earlier today, and they all smiled at me, which made me feel a lot more comfortable. 

Luke led me up to the brazier with our plates. For a second, I was sure that I saw the same young-looking girl sitting in the flames but when I blinked, the image was gone again.

Luke pushed a small portion of his meal into the fire, saying "Hermes," in a clear tone. I stepped up beside him, hesitating for a moment before pushing in some of my own food.

"Hestia and Hermes," I muttered. The brazier had reminded me of Hestia, whom I'd always liked the most in the myths, or history books I suppose. And seeing as I was staying in Hermes' cabin, it seemed like basic politeness to give him some too.

"Most people just direct it to their parents," Luke commented lowly as we wandered back to the table.

I jutted out my chin stubbornly. "It takes more than conceiving a kid to be a parent, Luke," I replied. "If he acknowledges me, I'll sacrifice to him, too. Don't see the point of doing so before that."

He glanced down at me, a smile playing on his lips. "Angel, you are definitely gonna be a breath of fresh air around here."

I smiled and as soon as we sat down we were joking around and talking with everyone at the Hermes table. They wanted to know a lot about me, most of which didn't include the 'celebrity' part of my life, which I was thankful for. After being slightly overwhelmed all day, it was nice getting to talk with them. 

I had somehow ended up on Luke's lap after he insisted that it would be much more comfortable than getting my hips crushed on the seat, so after a few jokes, I moved. When I did, Brylie, the girl I'd almost ran into earlier, basically begged me to let her braid my hair. I didn't complain much, considering I really needed to do something with my hair. Once she finished her dinner, she was content as she waited for the rest of us. 

When everybody had returned to their seats and finished eating their meals, Chiron pounded his hoof again for our attention. 

Mr. D got up with a huge sigh. "Yes, I suppose I'd better say hello to all you brats. Well, hello. Our activities director, Chiron, says the next capture the flag is Friday. Cabin five presently holds the laurels." 

A bunch of excited cheering rose from the Ares table. Clarisse was the loudest, but didn't seem to mind at all. 

"Personally," Mr. D continued, "I couldn't care less, but congratulations. Also, I should tell you that we have a new camper today. Angie Johnson." 

Chiron murmured something."Er, Allie Jackson," Mr. D corrected. "That's right. Hurrah, and all that." Chiron murmured something again. "And he wishes me to tell you all not to harass her with questions and such." He rolled his eyes dramatically. "Now run along to your silly campfire. Go on." 

Everybody cheered. We all headed down toward the amphitheater, where Apollo's cabin led a sing-along. We sang camp songs about the gods and ate s'mores and joked around, and the funny thing was, I didn't feel that anyone was staring at me anymore. I felt that I was home. 

People still came over to me and wanted to talk, but it didn't make me feel weird like it did when I was walking the streets of Manhattan. These people were now technically my family. I'd only been there for a day, but it definitely wasn't as bad as it could've been. 

Later in the evening, when the sparks from the campfire were curling into a starry sky, the conch horn blew again, and we all filed back to our cabins. All of the Hermes cabin (save for a few of the younger ones, like a six-year-old girl, Julie Dixon who was very obviously a daughter of Athena), decided to stay up and get to know me. They asked a lot about my hobbies outside of acting and singing and modeling and stuff like that, which made me happy. I didn't feel singled out, or anything, which was one of the first times I could say that without lying. 

I asked all of them questions, too, and we all became super close in a single night. We laughed and it was only when someone thought they heard Chiron making his way towards us did we finally go to sleep. 

I hadn't realized how tired I was until I'd finally laid down and listened to the ocean. I felt my muscles relax and I knew I'd like it here. 

My last thoughts were of my mother and if I'd ever see her again. Considering the underworld was a real thing, I guessed I would. I hoped wherever she was, it was paradise. After everything she did for me and everything she sacrificed for me, she deserved it.

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IN THE SIGN OF THE DEVIL'S MARK -- THE LAST OF THE "WOLF'S BLOOD" GIGS.

PIC(S) INFO: Spotlight on Glenn Danzig of THE MISFITS during the "Earth A.D./Wolf's Blood" American tour, playing their final show at the Graystone Hall in Detroit, Michigan, USA, on October 29, 1983.

Their final gig set list included:

"Night of the Living Dead"

"20 Eyes"

"I Turned Into a Martian"

"Death Comes Ripping" (Brian “Keats” Damage is escorted offstage by Doyle and replaced with NECROS drummer Todd Swalla)

"Skulls"

"London Dungeon"

"Violent World"

"Hatebreeders"

"All Hell Breaks Loose"

"Attitude"

"Mommy, Can I Go Out and Kill Tonight?"

"Devilock" (beginning)

"Astro Zombies"

"Horror Business"

"Halloween"

"Die, Die My Darling"

"Nike a Go Go"

"Who Killed Marilyn"

"Where Eagles Dare"

"Teenagers From Mars"

"Horror Hotel"

"Ghouls Night Out"

"Earth A.D."

"We Are 138"

"Braineaters"

"Can't Tell No One" (NEGATIVE APPROACH cover)

"Rise Above" (BLACK FLAG cover)

"Last Caress"

"We Bite"

"Bullet"

"Vampira"

"Devil's Whorehouse"

"Night of the Living Dead" (reprise)

Source: https://twitter.com/thisdayindanzig?lang=ar-x-fm & Setlist.fm.

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More pics of the Misfits at the Graystone Hall in Detroit MI from October 29th 1983

Credit for the pics: Eddy Portnoy

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❦ tyfgmtbdoml (pt.1) | p.js fanfic

genre: jay x reader fic / park jongseong x reader fic (pt. 1)

warnings: none

As you looked out the 4:20 am sky through your window there was a sort of dizziness that washed over you. You had been up since yesterday, desperately trying to meet deadline after deadline. Lately, the constant feeling of “life” wasn’t apparent and you were simply just living minute to minute. Was making it to later even worth doing when day after day was nothing but repetition? A light illuminated the corner of your eye, the notification banner filled your sight. The screen of your phone went to a post. One by Jay. A small smile appeared on your lips as you looked at the pictures.

“Mans needs some chapstick,” you thought to yourself. Jay rarely posted but suddenly staying up this late felt worth it. You knew Jay before his pre-debut days and was his partner in culinary all 4 years of high school. Even back then he gave you a sense of comfort with his existence. One time the two of you were making spaghetti but he ended up causing the sauce to spill all over your top. Thankfully, it wasn’t hot at the time so you didn’t get burned. That day, Jay insisted on giving you his hoody which you still had and wore from time to time. With your thoughts on Jay, your head hit your pillow, eyes closing instantly from exhaustion, and sleep overtook you. 

It was 6:24 am when you woke up and while you did feel sleepy, you were used on running to little to no sleep. Text notifications filled your lock screen and as you got ready for the day, you got a call from your best friend.

“Y/n, what are you doing today?” you heard from the other line of the phone. Looking at yourself in the mirror it was shattered in a way that no one but yourself could see and for some reason, you could never fix it.

“Just some typing,” you answered. 

“Let’s go out, I’ve got something planned!!” your best friend said excitedly. Bsf/n was an extrovert who “adopted” you practically the second the two of you met. You went to different schools but were a part of the same friend group and after all these years, you knew how lucky you were that they were a part of your life as someone who grounded you.

“Right now?” you asked. Checking the time on your phone, it was nearing 9 and while you didn’t have anything going on today, you’d rather stay home. Despite that,

“Yeah, I got you McDonald’s,” bsf/n said. 

“I’ll be ready in a few minutes,” you said. As you were eating your usual McDonald’s order in the car while bsf/n drove, you had no idea where you were heading. You could be heading to a warehouse where your best friend needed your help hiding a dead body for all you could know, but since it was your best friend, you went with it. 

“Did you get some sleep last night?” your best friend asked, parking the car. 

“This morning, yeah,” you answered, taking a sip of the coffee they bought you. You were in a parking lot filled with cars at Graystone Hall. 

“You’re gonna wish you got some beauty sleep when we get to where I’m taking you,” your best friend said.

Entering Graystone Hall, your best friend took your hand and practically ran to join the line of what seemed like hundreds of people. The only thing was that the people around you all had one thing in common and that was they were clearly ENGENES.

“Bsf/n, care to explain?” you asked.

“Happy birthday,” they said with a smile. A sort of realization settled in you as you stood there for a few seconds, staring at your best friend. It. Was. Your. Birthday. Today?

| ❦ written by Riri | | pt. 2 | | blog master list |

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Ina Claire (born Ina Fagan, October 15, 1893 – February 21, 1985) was an American stage and film actress.

Ina Fagan was born October 15, 1893 in Washington, D.C.. After the death of her father, Claire began doing imitations of fellow boarders in the boarding house where she and her mother, Cora, and brother, Allen, were forced to live. Claire's mother took her out of school in the eighth grade, and she used her mother's maiden name when she began her career appearing in vaudeville. In 1906, she gave a recitation as the grand finale of a program presented by Miss Cora B. Shreve's pupils in Washington, D.C. She was identified in a newspaper article as Ina Claire Fagan.

Claire made her professional stage debut in October 1907 in Elmira, New York. She played Florie in a production of The Fatal Flower — the beginning of a two-year contract.

In 1909, she appeared in a vaudeville act entitled "Dainty Mimic", which included an imitation of actor Harry Lauder. A booking agent described this act as "one of the best single Acts" he had seen that season and remarked that "She possesses a great deal of magnatism and is a big hit."

She performed on Broadway in the musicals Jumping Jupiter and The Quaker Girl (both 1911) and Lady Luxury, and starred on Broadway in plays by some of the leading comic dramatists of the 1920s, 1930s, and 1940s, including the roles of Jerry Lamarr in Avery Hopwood's The Gold Diggers (1919), Mrs. Cheyney in Frederick Lonsdale's The Last of Mrs. Cheyney (1925), Lady George Grayston in W. Somerset Maugham's Our Betters (1928), and Enid Fuller in George Kelly's Fatal Weakness. Between 1929 and 1931, she was married to screen actor John Gilbert, who was her second husband.

Claire later became identified with the high comedies of S. N. Behrman, and created the female leads in three of his plays: Biography (1934), End of Summer (1936), and The Talley Method (1941). Behrman wrote of Claire's performance in one of Behrman's comedies: "Her readings were translucent, her stage presence encompassing. The flick of an intonation deflated pomposity. She never missed a nuance." Critic J. Brooks Atkinson praised Claire for her "refulgent comic intelligence". Her last stage appearance was as Lady Elizabeth Mulhammer in T. S. Eliot's The Confidential Clerk (1954).

She made her film debut in Cecil B. DeMille's The Wild Goose Chase (1915). She is best remembered today for her role as the Grand Duchess Swana in the romantic comedy Ninotchka (1939), directed by Ernst Lubitsch and starring Greta Garbo.

Ina Claire died on February 21, 1985, in San Francisco, California, following a heart attack. She was 91 years old. She is buried in Mount Olivet Cemetery located in Salt Lake City. She was an inductee in the American Theater Hall of Fame and has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame.

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RIBA Awards 2022 News

RIBA Awards 2018, Winning Buildings, Shortlist, UK Architecture, Links, Projects, Architects

RIBA Awards 2022

Royal Institute of British Architects: Prize Winners News – Architectural Information

27 Nov 2020

RIBA Awards in 2022

RIBA confirms 2021 and 2022 UK Awards programme plans

Friday 27th of November 2020 – The RIBA has today announced that the next call for UK awards entries will be next year – for the 2022 RIBA Awards.

The 2021 RIBA UK Awards (including Regional, National and the RIBA Stirling Prize) will be selected from the shortlist for the 2020 RIBA Regional, RIAS, and RSAW Awards.

The RIBA will continue to build on its rigorous eligibility and judging criteria, and, from the 2022 RIBA Awards, will require all project entries to have been in use for one year. This change will enable judges to assess projects with even more detail on their performance, more extensive client feedback, and a better understanding of how the project functions within its civic, communal and environmental context. It will also add greater focus to the sustainability criteria – further aligning them with the standards set out in the RIBA 2030 Climate Challenge.

RIBA President Alan Jones said: “I am pleased that the 2021 RIBA UK Awards will focus on judging and celebrating the exceptional projects that we were unable to visit this year. Not only is this the fairest outcome – reached after detailed consultation with entrants and jurors – but it provides an unexpected opportunity for us to bring forward plans to significantly refresh our judging criteria – with projects having to be in use for one year. The RIBA and our members are committed to the best, sustainable design that will serve generations to come, and I am pleased that from 2022 we will be able to further demonstrate this through our awards programme.”

Previously on e-architect:

May 2018

RIBA Awards in 2018

RIBA National Awards Winners in 2018

RIBA South East Awards Winners 2018 photo © Quintin Lake

RIBA East Awards Winners 2018 photo © Nick Kane

RIBA Yorkshire Awards Winners in 2018 photo © Phil Grayston

RIBA North East Awards Winners 2018

RIBA West Midlands Awards Winners 2018

RIBA International Award in 2018

RIBA Awards for International Excellence 2018

RIBA National Awards Shortlists in 2018

Arranged by region, alphabetical:

RIBA East Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA London Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA North East Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA North West Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA South Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA South East Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA West Midlands Awards Shortlist 2018

RIBA Yorkshire Awards Shortlist in 2018

23 + 22 Jun 2017

RIBA Awards in 2017

RIBA National Awards Winners in 2017

49 projects across the UK have been announced as winners in the 2017 National Awards for architecture, which distinguishes the UK’s most outstanding buildings and offers insight into construction, design, and investment trends in the country.

A shortlist for the prestigious Stirling Prize will be selected from this list.

Arranged by region:

RIBA East Awards Winners in 2017

• Carrowbreck Meadow by Hamson Barron Smith – Norwich, Norfolk, England – Housing development – private photo © Jefferson Smith

• The Enterprise Centre, University of East Anglia by Architype – Norwich, Norfolk, England – University photo © Nick Caville

• Peacock House by BHSF Architekten with Studio-P Aldeburgh, Suffolk, England – Individual house photo © Benedikt Redmann

• St Albans Abbey by Richard Griffiths Architects – St Albans, Hertfordshire, England – Place of worship photo © Richard Griffiths

• Vajrasana Buddhist Retreat Centre by Walters & Cohen Architects Walsham le Willows, Suffolk, England – Place of worship photo © Dennis Gilbert – VIEW Vajrasana Buddhist Retreat Centre Building in Suffolk

• The Welding Institute Eric Parry Architects Great Abington, Cambridge, England Research institution photo © Dirk Lindner The Welding Institute Building

• Leicester Cathedral’s Richard III Project ‘With Dignity and Honour’ by van Heyningen and Haward Architects – Leicester, England – Place of worship photo © Carlo Draisci

RIBA London Awards Winners in 2017

• The Laboratory, Dulwich College by Grimshaw – Dulwich, south London, England School – independent/public

• No 49 by 31/44 Architects – Hither Green, southeast London, England – Individual House

• The Loom by Duggan Morris Architects – Whitechapel, east London, England – Workspace/office

• 8 Finsbury Circus by WilkinsonEyre – City of London – Workspace/office image courtesy of architects 8 Finsbury Circus

• 40 Chancery by Lane Bennetts Associates – Holborn, central London, England – Mixed use building – Workspace/office and retail photo ® Hufton+Crow Saatchi & Saatchi Chancery Lane HQ

• King’s College School by Allies and Morrison – Wimbledon, southwest London, England – School – independent/public

• New Scotland Yard by Allford Hall Monaghan Morris – Embankment, central London, England – Workspace/office picture from London Metropolitan Police Service New Scotland Yard by Allford Hall Monaghan Morris

• Paradise Gardens by Lifschutz Davidson Sandilands – Hammersmith, west London, England – Housing development – private

• Photography Studio for Juergen Teller by 6a architects – Ladbroke Grove, west London, England – Mixed use building – workspace and residential photo © Johan Dehlin Photography Studio for Juergen Teller wins a RIBA Award 2017

• Silchester by Haworth Tompkins – Notting Hill, west London, England – Housing development – social

• Barretts Grove by Amin Taha + Groupwork – Stoke Newington, north London, England – Housing development – private photo © Timothy Soar Barretts Grove wins a RIBA Award in 2017

• Dujardin Mews by Karakusevic Carson Architects with Maccreanor Lavington – Ponders End, north London, England -Housing development – social

• Tate Modern’s Blavatnik Building by Herzog & de Meuron – Bankside, central London, England – Museum Switch House, Tate Modern © Iwan Baan Tate Modern Blavatnik Building by Herzog & de Meuron

• The British Museum World Conservation and Exhibitions Centre by Rogers Stirk Harbour + Partners – Bloomsbury, central London, England – Museum image © the Trustees of the British Museum British Museum World Conservation and Exhibitions Centre / British Museum World Conservation and Exhibitions Centre

• Walmer Yard – P Salter and Associates with Mole Architects + John Comparelli Architects – Holland Park, west London, England – Housing development – private

RIBA North East Awards Winners in 2017

• Live Works by Flanagan Lawrence with Tench Maddison Ash Architects – Newcastle Upon Tyne, England Theatre Live Works Newcastle Building

• Shawm House by MawsonKerr Architects – West Woodburn, Northumberland, England – Individual house

• The Word by FaulknerBrowns Architects – South Shields, South Tyneside, England – Library and cultural venue

RIBA North West Awards Winners in 2017

• Chetham’s School of Music – Stoller Hall by stephenson STUDIO – Manchester, England School – independent/public photograph © Daniel Hopkinson Chetham’s School of Music Building

• Finlays Warehouse by Stephenson Studio – Northern Quarter, Manchester, England Housing development – private

• Liverpool Philharmonic by Caruso St John Architects – Liverpool, England – Theatre

• Maggie’s at the Robert Parfett Building by Foster + Partners – Christie Hospital, south Manchester, England – Healthcare photograph © Nigel Young / Foster + Partners Maggie’s at the Robert Parfett Building

RIBA Northern Ireland Awards Winners in 2017

• Fallahogey Studio by McGarry-Moon Architects Ltd – Kilrea, Northern Ireland – Workspace/office photo : Adam Currie

RIBA South Awards Winners in 2017

• Bedales School of Art and Design Building by Feilden Clegg Bradley Studios – Petersfield, Hampshire, England School – independent/public photograph © Hufton+Crow

• The Berrow Foundation Building and New Garden Building, Lincoln College by Stanton Williams University of Oxford – Oxford, England – University photograph © Nick Hufton

• Magdalen College Library by Wright & Wright Architects – University of Oxford, Oxford, England – University photograph © Dennis Gilbert

• Warwick Hall Community Centre by Acanthus Clews Architects – Burford, Oxfordshire, England – Community space photograph © Andy Marshall

RIBA South East Awards Winners in 2017

• Caring Wood by Macdonald Wright Architects Rural Office for Architecture – near Maidstone, Kent, England – Individual house

• Command of the Oceans by Baynes and Mitchell Architects – Chatham Historic Dockyard, Kent, England – Museum photo : Hélène Binet Command of the Oceans in Chatham

• Hastings Pier by dRMM Architects – Hastings, East Sussex, England – Leisure photo : Alex de Rijke Hastings Pier Building

• British Airways i360 by Marks Barfield Architects – Brighton & Hove, England – Leisure British Airways i360 Drone image : Visual Air British Airways i360 Building

• South Street by Sandy Rendel Architects Ltd. – Lewes, East Sussex, England – Individual house

RIBA South West Awards Winners in 2017

• Dyson Campus Expansion by WilkinsonEyre – Malmesbury, Wiltshire, England – Workspace/office

• New Music Facilities for Wells Cathedral School by Eric Parry Architects – Wells, Somerset, England School – independent/public image : Smoothie New Music Facilities for Wells Cathedral School

• Wolfson Tree Management Centre by Invisible Studio – Westonbirt Arboretum, Gloucestershire, England – Leisure

RIBA North Awards Winners in 2017

• Remembrance Centre, National Memorial Arboretum by Glenn Howells Architects – Lichfield, Staffordshire – Memorial

• Blackburn Meadows Biomass by BDP – Sheffield, South Yorkshire, England – Energy infrastructure

• Derwenthorpe Phase One by Studio Partington – York, north Yorkshire, England – Housing development – private

• Victoria Gate Arcades by ACME – Leeds city centre, England – Retail

RIAS Awards Winners in 2017

• City of Glasgow College by Reiach and Hall Architects and Michael Laird Architects – Cathedral Street, Glasgow, Scotland – Further education college City of Glasgow College Building

• Newhouse of Auchengee by Ann Nisbet Studio – Meikle Auchengree, North Ayrshire, Scotland – Individual house

• Rockvilla by Hoskins Architects – Speirs Wharf, Glasgow, Scotland – Workspace/office

RIBA president Jane Duncan said,

“The lack of high-quality new housing is a huge issue in the UK so I am particularly pleased to see great examples of well-designed, sustainable new homes amongst our award winners,” she added.

“We all deserve a well-designed, affordable home, wherever we live in the country. I encourage other local authorities, developers and clients to look at these projects as exemplars.”

She praised the inclusion of a number of high-quality schools – including The Laboratory at Dulwich College and new music facilities at Wells Cathedral School – but said it was disappointing to see no new state school buildings included in this year’s awards.

“Well-designed schools support improved student achievement, and staff and student wellbeing and should be part of educational aspirations for all our schools, not just those in the fee-paying sector,” she said.

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8 Apr 2017

RIBA Awards Shortlists 2017

RIBA Awards Shortlists in 2017

The winners will be announced at an Awards event at Ascot Racecourse on Thursday 25 May.

RIBA London Awards 2017

RIBA West Midlands Awards 2017

RIBA South East Awards 2017

RIBA South Awards 2017

RIBA South West Awards 2017

RSAW Welsh Architecture Awards 2017

RIBA East Awards 2017

RIAS Awards 2017 Shortlist

RIBA Northern Ireland Awards 2017

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14 Jul 2016

RIBA Stirling Prize 2016 Shortlist

23 Jun 2016

RIBA Awards 2016 Winners

RIBA National Award Winners 2016

The UK’s best new buildings

RIBA Awards 2016

The Royal Institute of British Architects (RIBA) has today, Thursday 23 June, announced the winners of the 2016 RIBA National Awards, the most rigorous and prestigious awards for new buildings in the UK.

RIBA National Award-winning buildings set the standard for good architecture. The shortlist for the coveted RIBA Stirling Prize for the UK’s best building of the year will be drawn from the 46 award-winning buildings announced today.

image : Timothy Soar

RIBA Awards Past Winners

RIBA Awards 2013 – Winning Buildings + Architects

RIBA Awards 2013 photograph © Studio cento29

Britain’s 50 best new buildings – 2012 RIBA Award winners

RIBA Awards 2012 photograph © Hufton+Crow

Location: UK

Winners Archive

RIBA Awards 2011 photograph © Tim Soar

Stirling Prize

RIBA Special Awards Shortlist – Client of the Year award + Stephen Lawrence Prize

RIBA International Awards : Winners photo : Patrick Bingham-Hall

RIBA Special Awards

RIBA Royal Gold Medal

RIBA Awards Scotland

Architecture

Previous Winners 2005 – 2010

RIBA Awards 2010

RIBA Awards 2009

RIBA Award 2009 Scotland – Scottish winners

RIBA Awards 2008 – winners online

RIBA Awards Scotland 2008

RIBA Awards 2007

RIBA Awards 2006

RIBA Awards 2005

RIBA Awards – Past Overall National Winners

RIBA Award 1992 : Sackler Gallery RIBA Award 1991 : Broadgate Centre RIBA Award 1990 : Queen’s Inclosure Primary School, Hampshire RIBA Award 1989 : Nelson Mandela School, Birmingham RIBA Award 1988 : St Oswald’s Hospice, Newcastle

RIAS Award for Architecture – Best Building in Scotland

Comments / photos for the RIBA Awards 2022 – UK Architecture Prize page welcome

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Glenn Danzig at Misfits last show October 29, 1983 Detroit, MI Graystone Hall

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