#Joyful Noise

[emmaspersonaldiary]

Watching joyful noise because a little birdie named

@alchemicalwerewolf

Told me to like 3 months ago

[alchemicalwerewolf]

Olivia is completely indifferent to Christmas lights because she’s had them around her whole life Randy experiences child like wonder because he never had Christmas unless he was with Gigi send post

[nofatclips]

Our Philosophy Is Fiction by Deerhoof from the album Actually, You Can

[werewolfwithapen]

This one was a lot of work I’m really proud of it

Redraw of this screenshot

[ave09]

heyyy idk you are still doing requests but i’d love some content for randy garrity, you can have fun with it. you are extremely talenteted btw

run away with me

randy garrity x female!reader

note; i feel inspired to do a full “run away with me” thing with randy bc jeremy sang it and ate so hard! i had fun with this, makes me wanna rewatch the movie so i can capture his character better! (i did slack a bit on the end do to writers block and i apologize)

Note 2: WHY ARE THERE NO GIFS OF HIM??

he was absolutely freezing his ass off. the snow had begun to melt but the wind was blowing like a motherfucker. in any other scenario, he would’ve found it to be too cold for any of this shit.

but for her, it was worth it.

with a trembling lip and flushed cheeks, he found himself outside of her home. his gloves soaked, fingers chilled to the bone as he retrieved a small pebble and chucked it at her window. 

“come on, baby, come on.” he murmured, snagging up another pebble and chucking it with all of his might.

a moment later, he noticed her shadow, a buttery grin spreading across his lips as he watched her force open the window.

“helllooo to the house!” he called up.

“shh! are you crazy?” she whisper-shouted. 

“oh yeah, crazy about you baby,” he said, grin growing. 

“randy, it’s late, my dad’ll kill you-“

“he loves me.”

“he hates you.”

“eh, love, hate, where do we draw the line?” he hummed, teeth chattering. “you gonna let me up or what?” 

“randy garrity, are you crazy?” she repeated.

“crazy about you, sunshine.” 

despite it all, a huge smile spread across her face, “what am i gonna do with you, hm?”

“let me up into that room of yours, save me from this cold,”

“and how am i supposed to do that?” she called down, resting her chin in her palm.

“well, my plan was to, y’know, be the badass i am and climb up.” 

“do you not see all the ice on the siding? you’ll slip.”

“i’d never slip.” he shot back.

“says the man who took a tree branch to this face the other day.” she chuckled. 

he cringed, “wasn’t my fault, that branch got in my way, i asked it not too-“

“you’ll hurt yourself.”

“then maybe you come down here?”

she didn’t need to be told twice. 

“are you gonna freeze or will you be alright for a few?” she asked. 

“no promises, might be an ice sculpture by the time you get out here. after all, you’re a slowpoke.”

she flipped him off in reply before closing her window, leaving him out on his lonesome. but it wasn’t long before he heard the back door open, and there she was, his girl running straight home to him. 

he rushed toward her, scooping her up in an embrace, spinning her around as if it were some scene out of a movie. he kissed her deeply, savoring the moment before pulling back to peck her nose.

“did you come all this way just to do that?” she asked gently, to which he shook his head, “was missing you, thought i could take my favorite girl out on a nice scenic drive.”

“scenic drive? in this town?”

“hence why we’re leaving down.” he shot back with a cheeky grin. “it’s past my curfew..”

“i’ll have you back before dawn.” he assured, “maybe a bit later.” she sent him a pointed look to which he laughed off, “nah, baby, come one. let’s go. run away with me for a few hours, yeah?”

“randy..”

“come on baby, please?”

there was a slight hesitation before, “we’ll be back before dawn?”

“scout’s honor.”

“you were never a scout-“

he cut her off with a kiss, mumbling against her lips, “c’mon baby, let’s run.”

and so they did. and they most definitely were not back by dawn.

[sockie2sock]

I need more Jeremy Jordan content because I'm running out.

Something that's not death note, newsies, the last five years, supergirl, tangled the series, hazbin hotel, bonnie and clyde, the violet hour, the great gatsby, the greatest showman, waitress, heathers workshop version, it's all coming back to me, disney medleys, spinning gold, joyful noise, smash, little shop of horrors, even the livestream he had during quarantine with Ashley and Clara.

I need more, man, I need more.

[mybeautifulchristianjourney]

All Men Exhorted to Praise God. A Psalm of Thanksgiving.

1 Shout joyfully to the Lord, all the earth. 2 Serve the Lord with gladness and delight; Come before His presence with joyful singing. 3 Know and fully recognize with gratitude that the Lord Himself is God; It is He who has made us, [a]not we ourselves [and we are His]. We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.

4 Enter His gates with a song of thanksgiving And His courts with praise. Be thankful to Him, bless and praise His name. 5 For the Lord is good; His mercy and lovingkindness are everlasting, His faithfulness [endures] to all generations. — Psalm 100 | Amplified Bible (AMP) The Amplified Bible Copyright © 2015 by The Lockman Foundation. All rights reserved. Cross References: Deuteronomy 4:35; Deuteronomy 12:11-12; Deuteronomy 28:47; Numbers 10:29; 1 Kings 18:39; 2 Chronicles 29:30; Ezra 3:11; Psalm 42:4; Psalm 92:13; Psalm 106:1

How can we “enter into His gates with thanksgiving” (Psalm 100:4)?

[dustedmagazine]

Oneida — Expensive Air (Joyful Noise)

Two years after their album Success, on which they blended extended out improvisations and taut garage rock songs, Oneida returns with their 17th full length recording, Expensive Air. Once again, the band demonstrates mastery both of crafting hooks and building compelling long form pieces. Success was a favorite among a number of Dusted staff members, myself included. There’s little doubt that the positive vibes will be similar for Expensive Air.

The album is bookended by two extended jams, both loose, raucous, and ebullient. In between are shorter songs, chock-full of distorted guitars, a powerful rhythm section, and yawping vocals. Singer-multi-instrumentalist Bobby Matador (Robertson Thatcher) initially wrote all of the material as two to three minute starting points, developing them with the band into eight tracks clocking in at thirty-three minutes, abundant in variety.

Unlike Success, where a number of songs were muscular and lean, Expensive Air’s often include nearly as much experimentation as the extended material. Take the title track, where a bleeping note is juxtaposed with squalling downward slides, the guitars exploring dissonant intervals and unconventionally voiced barre chords. The rhythm section, guitarist/bassist Hanoi Jane (Francis McDermott) and drummer Kid Millions (John Colpitts) thunder in alt-rock fashion. “Stranger�� finds Matador singing in No-Wave style over minimal guitars. “Salt’s” oscillating riff creates a ubiquitous underpinning, as does the intense playing once again of the rhythm section. Layers of electronics alternate with a doomy tune from Showtime (Shahin Motia) on “La Plage.” “Here it Comes” is an uptempo post punk anthem with an organ solo redolent of Manzarek and a great hook. The singing here isn’t by any means tuneful, hollering together into the void is more like it. Its energy may make you want to yell along.

Opening track “Reason to Hide,” clocking in at nearly seven-and-a-half minutes long, has a bass ostinato and ghostly synths that could be outtakes from Amnesiac. Kid Millions keeps up a forceful groove throughout, and clangorous guitars complete the intense atmosphere. A rough half-spoken vocal from Matador arrives a little more than halfway through, imitating the melody of the bassline but slower and with greater flexibility. Kid Millions joins in the singing, which tightens up and takes center stage. A coda brings out elements from the piece’s inception, ending energetically.

The final track, “Gunboats,” is another extended essay, this time eight minutes long. A minimally constructed guitar riff, dovetailing with the bass-line, is accompanied by fill-laden drumming from Millions. Gradually, a second guitar part enhances the texture, and Goth-hued singing begins in octaves. The guitars build screeching solos, accompanied with fervor by the rhythm section, and the proceedings end in collapse. “Gunboats” is a master class in indie rock intensity.

Christian Carey

[slozhnos]

i present you with some joyful noise content i found digging around on youtube

[oopsl]

Braindrops by Tropical Fuck Storm, 2019

[alchemicalwerewolf]

guys lowkey should I watch joyful noise

[nellarw95]

Happy Birthday Halle 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉

March 27,2000

Buon Compleanno 🥳🎂🎈🎁🎉

27 Marzo 2000

[werewolfwithapen]

[motion-of-love]

Joyful Noise