#John Weathers

[vaguelyhumanshapedbeing]

He is casting his spells

[grxtsch]

normal day for me (48th anniversary of in’terview) (i am not normal)

have some various photos from their ‘76 tour 😋

[the-verb-to-yeet]

Looks like they’re recording “Design” here.

[longliverockback]

Gentle Giant The Power and the Glory [40th Anniversary Edition] 2014 Alucard ————————————————— Tracks CD: 2014 Steven Wilson Mix 01. Proclamation 02. So Sincere 03. Aspirations 04. Playing the Game 05. Cogs in Cogs 06. No God’s a Man 07. The Face 08. Valedictory 09. The Power and the Glory 10. Aspirations [instrumental]

Tracks DVD: 2014 Steven Wilson Mix 5.1 Dolby 01. Proclamation 02. So Sincere 03. Aspirations 04. Playing the Game 05. Cogs in Cogs 06. No God’s a Man 07. The Face 08. Valedictory 09. The Power and the Glory 10. Aspirations [instrumental] Original 1974 Studio Mix 11. Proclamation 12. So Sincere 13. Aspirations 14. Playing the Game 15. Cogs in Cogs 16. No God’s a Man 17. The Face 18. Valedictory 19. The Power and the Glory 20. Aspirations [instrumental] —————————————————

Gary Green

Kerry Minnear

Derek Shulman

Ray Shulman

John Weathers

* Long Live Rock Archive

[hamsterdads]

johnkat and johndave how ive missed you so

[adam-scott]

film still #43 Irving’s dream. Filming pov.

BTS picture from Severance #02.04 ‘Woe’s Hollow’ by Ben Stiller

[389]

Lightning strike from a summer storm over the Sonoran Desert near Florence, Arizona by John Sirlin

[classichorrorblog]

Predator (1987)

[illustratus]

Autumn glow by John Atkinson Grimshaw

[holmosexualitea]

He was charming.

Happy anniversary to these two, 15 years is nothing small!

(textless below the cut)

[in-love-with-movies]

Rocky (1976)

[bebx]

By John Atkinson Grimshaw

[the-verb-to-yeet]

John keeping the beat up while Ray’s being a wiggly boi

[longliverockback]

Gentle Giant Live at the Bicentennial 1776-1976 2014 Alucard ——————————————————————— Tracks CD One: 1. Just the Same 2. Proclamation • Valedictory 3. On reflection 4. Interview 5. The Runaway • Experience 6. So Sincere

Tracks CD Two: 1. Exerpts from Octopus 2. Give It Back 3. Timing 4. Free Hand ———————————————————————

Gary Green

Kerry Minnear

Derek Shulman

Phil Shulman

Ray Shulman

John Weathers

* Long Live Rock Archive

[hamsterdads]

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[adventuresofalgy]

On the next morning, Algy had an unusually bright idea. If the post bird could deliver his book to him in the forest, then the post bird could also take it away for him, for it was too heavy for him to carry in addition to his magic pumpkin lantern, and he was loath to leave it behind to rot.

But even more importantly, Algy suddenly realised that the post bird must know the way back to his home, for it had to know the entire area by heart in order to make its deliveries, and all the creatures knew that it rarely if ever went astray.

Greatly heartened by this thought, Algy made his way out of the dense growth of the forest – albeit with some difficulty as he had to carry both book and pumpkin and was therefore unable to fly – and settled down at the base of a gnarled old tree to wait until the post bird should happen to pass by.

Algy had no idea how long he would have to wait, however, so he tried to relax, despite the cold, damp sensation that was bothering his tail feathers, and passed the time by attempting to recall poems he had read on the subject of waiting. He could hardly say that he felt serene… If truth be told, he felt cold, damp, impatient, and rather anxious, as he didn't know whether his plan would actually work out. But as he liked the poem he had remembered, he recited it quietly to himself, alone in the snow, for there was not another living soul in sight to hear it…

Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more ‘gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me. I stay my haste, I make delays, For what avails this eager pace? I stand amid the eternal ways, And what is mine shall know my face. Asleep, awake, by night or day, The friends I seek are seeking me; No wind can drive my bark astray Nor change the tide of destiny. What matter if I stand alone? I wait with joy the coming years; My heart shall reap where it has sown, And garner up its fruit of tears. The law of love binds every heart And knits it to its utmost kin, Nor can our lives flow long apart From souls our secret souls would win. The stars come nightly to the sky, The tidal wave comes to the sea; Nor time, nor space, nor deep, nor high Can keep my own away from me.

[Algy is reciting the poem Waiting by the 19th/early 20th century American naturalist and writer John Burroughs.]