#MEXICAN GARAGE ROCK

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1963-1964

[singeratlarge]

SUNDAY MATINEE MUSIC VIDEO “Dancin’ by the River (Tex-Mex Garage Mix)” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L14-hl4IEss — The lyrics came from a dream: I saw a clear summer day with a water baptism happening at Pine Creek, a scenic waterway that flows southward through north central Pennsylvania (and shown in this video). There was a romantic undercurrent between a man and a woman, visibly in love and grateful to be getting baptized. Surrounding them was a group of happy people having a festival—kind of like a Grateful Dead concert (minus certain substances). 

This spicy jangly-guitar pop track was inspired by early Beatles, vintage Chicano rock’n’roll, Mexican gangster films, Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Woman,” and The Everly Brothers’s cover of "Lucille." On a cosmic jukebox it would play next to Richie Valens, Neil Diamond, and The Monkees ("Little Bit Me Little Bit You")—in fact, Davy Jones said it should be “top of the pops.” This recording (mixed by Tim Breon) has gotten airplay around the world and features the drum work of Bill Matlack, Jr. + vocals & percussion by evinrude a.k.a. Kevin Spyker. The song has been in my live set for years, including with Paul Farnham and The Gypsy Lizards, and the band October (with Ron Davis and Chris Haggerty). 

#texmex #garagerock #pinecreek #pennsylvania #appalachia #baptism #beatles #chicano #rocknroll #mexican #royorbison #prettywoman #everlybrothers #lucille #richievalens #neildiamond #monkees #davyjones #johnnyjblair #timbreon #billmatlack #evinrude #kevinspyker #paulfarnham #rondavis #chrishaggerty #victorvalverde #october #singersongwriter #singeratlarge

[mymelodic-chapel]

Allah-Las- Calico Review (Psychedelic Pop, Garage Rock, Indie Surf) Released: September 9, 2016 [Mexican Summer] Producer(s): Kyle Mullarky, Allah-Las

[cheriladycl01]

I can’t do this anymore - George Russell x Wolff! Reader Part 1

Plot: You are the daughter of Toto Wolff team principle of Mercedes-AMG Petronius, you’ve worked your whole life to become an Engineer. However, your dad has other ideas for you and doesn’t want you to become a race engineer. You start to confide more in the Red Bull racing Team Principle to help you get an engineering job, and see him as a present father figure.

“Hey dad! Guess what!” You exclaim to you dad as you walk in to the Mercedes F1 HQ in Brackley.

“What sweetheart I’m a little busy right now” he says pointing out Lewis and George who are with him.

“Well I just got my university grade back! I got a First Class degree!” You exclaim, showing the grade on your phone to him.

“That’s really good darling but it’s not like you’ll need it for anything in life. Surely I provide for you enough” he smiles not fully listening. Lewis sends me a sympathetic nod. Lewis had been your idol in the F1 world, when you first met him you were 11 and he was 27. He basically helped raise you. You were on the road with your dad for most of you life, in between the mechanics tutoring you in maths and science and your mum helping you with English.

You managed to pass all exams at lower levels despite all the constant travelling and proceeded to ask your dad to attend university. Lewis was like your older brother, you were the first person he would always hug when he won a race. He’d take you out for dinner and make sure you ate well and he would buy you little gifts. You’d both constantly joke about how you’d become his engineer one day but little did you know that he wanted that as a reality so badly. You were and always would be his number one girl.

“But dad” you asked and he turned to look at you, and brushed you off once again. You walked out back to your apartment a little sad with your father.

This continued for the next few months, whenever you spoke to him about getting a job as a Data Analyst or a Car Designer or god forbid an engineer he quickly steered the conversation away and it was starting to frustrate you.

“I can’t do this anymore” you said to yourself sadly.

So when it came to the last race of the season, you made your way over to the RedBull garage. Looking around.

“Y/N Wolff, you can’t be in here” a voice smirks, you head turns to see the Mexican driver for RedBull, Checo.

“Erm, hi. I’ve actually come to see Christian” you admit, looking down shyly. This is when more people join the conversation, Kelly and Max have joined both looking intrigued as to why I’m in the garage of the enemy.

They observed you, you were still in your Mercedes stop which was white and made you stand out in the see of dark blue and red of the Red Bull colours. Max couldn’t put his finger on why the hell Toto Wolff their biggest competitor had sent his daughter to their garage. Or maybe they hadn’t sent her, was she here of her own accord?

“Not here to steal our data are you?” He asks, looking at you with a smirk.

You rock back and forth on your heels, a little uncomfortable with the situation you had put yourself into. Why didn’t you just message him, or not walk in in your Mercedes gear…

“No i actually have to see Christian” you say, and after cocking his head Max nods and directs you to where Christian is.

“Ahh Mini Wolff, what can I do for you?” Christian asks as you enter his office, Max left after shutting the door for the both of you, you’d kind of hoped he would stick around as a sort of buffer. But you knew Max was a busy man with a race to prepare for.

“I got my engineering degree in September, I want to work for you” you say bluntly. You take a seat at the other chair opposite him, grabbing the hair tie around your wrist slinging your hair back, trying to show how serious your facial expression was and that you weren’t here on a mere joke from your father.

“Excuse me?” He asks with a confused smile on his face.

“I want to work for RedBull, I know this is odd because your are Christian Horner Team Principle of Red Bull Racing and your probably sat there thinking why the hell is this Mercedes golden girl, here asking ME for a job of all thing. Well it’s actually a really funny story that starts like way way back in the day-“ you started by Christian coughs a little before interrupting.

“You’re rambling, just get to the point”

“I literally did, I said I want to work for you, and you said excuse me I thought that was you asking for a further explanation” you admit a shocked look coming onto your face, your eyebrow raised and head cocked to one side.

“Why don’t you go to your dad for a job? I’m almost positive he’d love to have you work on his team with him. You know pass the principle legacy onto you…” He asked.

“Well I tried but-“

“Are you telling me little Missy that you came to me as second choice” he exclaims and again your cheeks flush and eyes widen impossibly further.

“N-no it’s just that I have this degree and he won’t let me use it for anything and I want to be useful at something in life Yano? I love engineering and I’d love to help the current Constructors Champions out” you explain.

“Well you Little Wolff are in luck, Max’s race engineer leaves on Paternity leave soon, so we need a fill in. Then you can help with the car for next year? How’s that?”

“Are you serious?”

“Well how about we test the waters with your communication on Thursday with Max, then do a test drive on Friday with you. If it’s exceptionally shit, well we will figure something out. But I have faith in you!” He smiles, and stands up coming around the large white desk to meet you face to face, his Han chording out as to shake.

You take his hand, keeping eye contact with him, excited that you will finally be able to work.

“Oh also you’ll be needed in our uniform by Thursday I’ll put an express order out and have it sent to the hotel in Mexico for next week how’s that?” He queries tapping away on his phone rattling of stuff to his private assistant that they would need to cater for you on the next race weekend.

“Hmm, it’s Sunday today so, we’ll announce on Friday that you’ll be working with us for the remainder of the season. Hopefully that will stir up enough to get people riled up before the race” Christian gloats, his mind probably swimming with all the drama and news articles that would be floating around the paddock in a weeks time.

“I’m sure it will, especially my dad” you grunt.

“Thank you for the opportunity. I promise I won’t mess it up” you say and he nods you out of the exit, Max, Kelly and Sergio are all there waiting trying to look as if they hadn’t been snooping in on your conversation.

You gave a nod of understanding to them before exiting the garage trying to subtly make your way back to Mercedes without being noticed by anyone. However your luck wasn’t very good as none other than George, Charles, Alex and Lando rounded the corner.

“Y\N what are you doing coming out of the Red Bull garage” George questions, a confused look on his puppy dog face.

“Erm, I’m in a rush” you say before slipping past them, he goes to follow you but Lando stops him, nodding over to Max, Dani and Sergio that are all looking in their direction with smirks on their faces.

“What happened there then?” Charles asked confused.

“Why the hell was she in that garage, and alone?” George questions more to himself.

“Maybe she has a thing with one of the engineers?” Alex shrugged, easiest explanation to him.

“Surely not” George says a roughness to his voice after hearing that , that the others had failed to notice.

“Let’s go ask Max” Lando advises, starting to walk over.

[annabelle-creart]

Dear Trollhunters fandom

I propose you something because I made the same with Rescue Bots and I found it funny

A Tales of Arcadia Swap Au, and I know this is the most burned idea I could think of but I don't give a shit, I want Steve to have the amulet just because a troll will beat the shit out of him and that will teach him some lessons

The obvious, one day Steve waked up, put some coins he found on his pig because he's saving for his own vespa, has a little fight with his mom and then goes out, Eli joins him only because they go to the same place and they're late, and the canal is the fastest route, Steve gaves some tricks (and fails miserably, because he's stupid and not that skilled on bicycles) and then he found a pile of rocks with a magic amulet that tells his name, he ask Pepperjack only because he's near but go away because they're late

Meanwhile, a big blue troll with large horns looks near "it choosed a human?" Not believing why the amulet that saw his father's death decided to choose a human for the first time in history...

History class is boring and instead of searching for whatever Mr. Galadriel is asking, Eli and Steve looks for the strange amulet, while Angor (he choose his own name) replies perfectly (as always) Mr. Galadriel's questions, also leaving Steve as an the clown of the class (as always, instead of replying, he made a damned joke), which is funny for Galadriel because Steve's joke was actually the correct answer, tries to talk to him but as always Steve makes fun of everything and goes, Galadriel was about to let it pass but a blue light fell on his eyes, leaving him in obvious shock, his old friend, a brute as always, must have lost the amulet while fighting with Kanjigar, and the sun was up, he couldn't go anywhere, but with Steve... maybe Galadriel had a change of getting it

Something was clear, Steve wasn't the best, but his grades were enough to be accepted at the school act "Romeo and Juliet" and he passed, but how to mantain the role when two big trolls are hiding at your garage just after believing it was racoons saying you are the new trollhunter? He doesn't know, but the show must go on. Drall, the son of the last trollhunter and the new trollhunter's coach, more of an historian than a fighter despite his height, and making him company a bigger troll with scary eyes, and big teeth, but kinder and softer than Drall, who only said his name was Bular (the guy is not a troll of lots of words)

And again, finding Eli by accident (because it seems to be the only crazy idiot who wanted to deal with this shit) Steve and Eli must run for their lives because BULAR IS A PACIFIST AND DRALL DOESN'T FIGHT?!?! HOW FUNNY!! AND A BIG, HAIRY AND SCARY TROLL WANTS TO KILL THEM, GREAT!!

After a persecussion (and Steve's great habilities as team's captain) they finally escape the troll, later being told by Dral that the guy was named Aarrrgh the feared (mostly a nickname, but a good won one) maybe the most dangerous troll Steve will met in this part of the world, also telling him about the dark lands, where Aarrrgh's master, Jognar, resided, waiting for his raise, stopped time ago by all the past trollhunters...

But Aarrrgh is not their only problem

Nomura, a changeling and ex-gunm-gunm challenged Steve, mostly to tease with his ex (whatever kind of opportunity she has to get the shit out of Drall is valid and justified for her)

Mr. Blinkus Galadriel, a changeling too but he works with the Janus Order to free Jognar from his prison (but he changes sides later)

Dolores (this time I used a play with the words Pain in Latin (Dolor) and the name Dolores because Claire has mexican ascendence) a huntress of trollhunters and most beloved and feared Hiserdoux's puppet

Walter Strickler, mostly a Janus Order puppet and also not the best in his job, but later he changes his side when he meets Barbara Lake

Toribian, the Krubera king, who first came in search of Aarrrgh, and finding he died, doesn't have other but to treat the new Trollhunter (how I hate Usurna, great Lord, but I wanted Toby to be a treat and a krubera, and his relationship with Aarrrgh deserved to have meaning too😔)

And of course, Jognar the Black, the gunm-gunm leader, who wishes to bring the Eternal Night to conquer the planet!

And the one who they will meet later: Hisierdoux, the mage of a thousand names, he was a student of Merlin, but later lost the path and became the merciless and powerfull being he is now

But just as enemies, Steve will also have his allies!

Eli, with his war-hammer and his large knowledge on rocks and legends

Angor, who accidentally almost got killed by goblins and later unites the team, also learning magic with Dolores' Skathe-Hūrn

Drall, with all the Troll's knowlegde he learned from his father and master (rest in peace both)

Bular, the ex-gunm-gunm prince, now reformed and ready to fight for his new family

Nomura, who thanks to Steve's mercy ends up helping training him (and living on his garage sometimes)

NotEnrique, a changelling of the Nuñez's only child (he's a pre-teen now) but who hates the Order enough to help the new Trollhunter (and Eli's socks are tasty)

Vendel (I didn't wanted to change the old guy, I like him a lot) and Gunmar (two are better than one), Trollmarket's most oldest and wisest troll's

And a lot more who maybe just a day or a whole life, they will help the guys to evade Jognar's rise, some lifes will be stolen on the way and some fails will hit hard, but Steve promised to get Nomura back from the dark lands and to defeat Jognar is his new goal. To see if he likes the Coach Lawrence as his step-father or not will have to wait...

I would like to do a swap au for 3Below and Wizards too but I don't like those series enough to rewatched them, not like Trollhunters, so, I will leave this here. You can add or ask anything

And also: a list, so, you get if better

Steve is the new Jim

Eli is the new Toby

Angor is the new Claire

Drall is the new Blinky

Bular is the new Aarrrgh

Jim is the new Gunmar

Claire is the new Angor Rot

Toby is the new Usurna

Blinky is the new Strickler

Aarrrgh is the new Bular

Nomura is the new Drall

Usurna, Strickler, Barbara and Gunmar are added characters (but are good👍)

All the rest is similar

That's all, bye

[sidthedollface2]

Third Love

Ch: 3 El Boracho

Pairing: Eddie x Mexican Female Reader

Word Count: 4.3k

Summary: Eddie tries to win over your affection and use you in hopes of getting signed to your dads record company. There's just one problem. Your situationship and a heartbreaking past that threatens to expose the darker side of you.

CW: MDNI 18+ flashbacks, mental illness, smut (fingering, bjs) Modern au Eddie, fuckboy Eddie. Spanish words. Reader with other man (not cheating). Eddie with other girl, gave you a cute lil nickname cuz youre a sweetie. 🍑

Finding a day that both you and Eddie were free turned out to be harder than you thought. He still managed to send you text messages. His sweet Good Morning message brought a smile to your face and his play by play of how his day was going made you feel like you two knew each other more than a weekend.

Your schedule was already tight with zoom meetings and studio time. A particular Rapper had a falling out with the label, stating creative differences and unprofessionalism by the label. In other words the Artist was defying the requests to create a radio friendly track while also claiming his royalties weren't reflecting the millions he was bringing the company. Word Had gotten around that this Artist was money hungry and ungrateful for the success he had attained in such a short time. Everywhere you looked and social media was stretching the truth, and cancel culture was not giving up on him.

"Dad, you can't take him off the label. Austin can blend into multiple genres, right now the rap world thinks he's a clown. But If i can convince him to cut his hair and do this Nirvana cover set the rock world will embrace him with open arms."

A sigh leaves your dads lips as he looks out from the 13th floor of his office. Tall glass windows brighten the room, L.A. traffic and high rise towers surround the building. You sit on one of the many couches where contracts are signed, and famous musicians cheer to their success. Gold and platinum albums cover the walls, a photo of your parents sits on your dads large mahogany desk. Soon this would be your office and you wonder what photos would make it to your desk. A best friend maybe, or perhaps a lover, possibly both.

"This whole Company is going to be your responsibility soon. If you think Austin can turn this around without getting canceled then do what you have to do. But if it fails then the possibility of more failed artists will run this place to the ground, and that'll be on your shoulders."

You thank your dad for trusting you to deal with Austin and assure him you'll be home to cook him his favorite meal, just like how your mom did. You're half way out of his office when his following question has you stopping in your tracks.

"Mija wait. Have you told Sebastian about the contract?"

Almost all the talent you were seeing thought that your Dad was the only person to offer them a contract when in reality it was you. Your dad handled the office work and mostly stayed behind the scenes where lawyers and financial advisers were involved.

You knew first hand how the singers or bands commanded a crowd. How talented or how much work needed to be done to get them to a level where they'd bring a profit to the company. As a band Glass House wasn't ready yet. Sebastian as a front man was incredibly talented. You just didn't have the heart to tell him that his friends were keeping him back.

"They're not ready yet." You replied, closing the door behind you. As you reach the elevator doors and press the G button for the garage, you quickly send Austin a message. "You owe me big time."

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After finding out that Max was your roommate Eddie had asked if she would meet him for coffee to talk about how her trip with Lucas went. Not to get some personal information about you. Nope. That wasn't like him, he would never betray your trust that way. Or would he?

The delicious scent of coffee grounds and vanilla filled the crowded shop. People in business attire stood at the order pick up line, glancing at the names of drinks that had been served. Eddie's tight black jeans and cut off sleeves of his shirt was a stark contrast to the suits and ties that were gathered as he walked up to grab his drinks.

"Since when do you get cold brews Red?" He asked, sliding her the vanilla cream cold brew she ordered. "Since my roommate made me try one of hers." She took a sip of her drink, humming in approval of its bitter but sweet taste. Coffee order, check. Eddie took a sip of his Americano, "You didn't tell me you had a roommate." He questioned. "She's hardly home because of work, and she spends the night with her boyfri–" She cuts herself off and shakes her head. "Sorry, not boyfriend. Actually, that reminds me Lucas wanted me to give you some nerd D&D stuff. Left it at the apartment though."

It was wrong and he knew it. He followed Max to her apartment, knowing it was also your apartment. Hesitancy written all over his face as he walked into your safe space. Bright light filtered through large windows. Planters and hanging pots decorated the space. A money tree with three thick roots spiraled together giving home to large green leaves sat in the corner by another window. He knew Max didn't care for plants so this love of greenery must be yours. He walked over to the bookcase in the living room, it was large and filled to the brim. "These are all yours?" He asked as Max sauntered to the kitchen in search of some snacks. "Nope. All roomies." She replied.

Eddie slowly glanced at the titles, tracing his finger along the spines. He plucked one from the shelf and smiled to himself, A Game of Thrones, book one to a series of 7. You liked fantasy, he thought as he placed the book back in place. "Have a seat. I gotta look for the damn manual in all my junk." Max explained, throwing Eddie a smuckers peanut butter jelly sandwich. "Yeah yeah take your time." He replied, secretly asking for more time to roam through your home. Eddie watches as Max bounces over to her room and he wonders which one was yours. He sat at the couch, eyes wandering every little corner, memorizing the small details of your apartment. For knowing Max as long as he did he knew all her likes and dislikes so it was easy for him to decipher her hobbies from yours. Gaming consoles filled the space under your TV, A Ps5, Xbox, Nintendo Switch, guess no PC games for you. On the wall behind the couch a painting caught his attention. A man Eddie assumed was a warrior, large orange feathers held in place by a thick gold band rested on his head. Armour draped over his shoulders and down the center of his chest leaving his torso and arms bare. Animal leather draped along his waist as a loincloth. Physique sculpted like a God. He carried a curvy woman in his arms, she wore a white dress and a flower in her hair, she was dead and this warrior carried her down a large mountain. At the bottom of the beautiful painting are the words Popocatépetl and Iztaccíhuatl, he couldn't even sound out the words but wrote them down in his phone to google later.

Eddie took steps toward the hallway, his heart beating faster than normal as he stood outside your room. His hand held onto the door knob to your bedroom, this was crossing a line. Invading your privacy like no one had ever done. The bed you slept in at night, that housed your nightmares, all your delicate clothes and personal belongings just on the other side of this door. Photos of your father and your beloved mother sit at your nightstand where you'd silently cry into your pillow begging to turn back the hands of time for one more minute with her. Detailed notes and revised contracts of future artists litter your desk, a calendar of all your past and future events hang on the wall above. Multiple medications fill the medicine cabinet of your bathroom, antidepressants, anxiety, pain pills and sleep aids to name a few. Medications that no one knew about except your father. Small beads of sweat gather around his hairline as he thought of entering without your knowledge. He tightened his grip on the door, his breath deepend causing his chest to visibly rise and fall. The thundering beat of his heart heard loud through his ears, blocking out the good vs bad thoughts if he were to enter your room. If Eddie entered your room, all your deepest secrets and pain would be delivered to him on a silver platter. Your Mothers passing, your Fathers business, your brother's trip to your family's homeland, the mere fact that you had a brother. The real reason Sebastian was involved so much in your life, all details about you lay just beyond the door.

A shaky breath escaped from his lips as Eddie released the door. He did want to get to know you, just not like this. Not veiled in deceit and lies.

"Bathrooms over here."

Eddie jumped at the sound of Max's voice just behind him.

"Dammit Red, scared the shit outta me." He chuckled, clutching his chest in surprise.

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You didn't get home till almost 11pm, dragging your feet up the steps of your apartment. The comfort of your bed softly calls you towards it. The soft glow of the living room brought your mind some sense of peace, you were finally home. You shuffled to your door, eyes drowsy with sleep. Searching for the key to your room, the sound of metal grinding the tile floor was heard as you looked down to your feet, a shiny chain peeked from beneath your shoe. You leaned down and cradled it in your hand, a silver chain with a red and black Fender pick hung from its length. On one side the initials EM delicately carved the surface, and CC on the other. Too exhausted to think much of it, you pocketed it in your jacket and turned in for the night.

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Eddie had called you everyday leading up to your date night. The conversations were usually quick, a hurried 'have a good day' and a 'don't forget your lunch.' It was sort of domestic you thought, but you welcomed it as it made you feel cared for. Tonight Eddie had asked if it was ok to facetime you, which you nervously accepted.

You sat in the living room of your Dads house, when your phone rang the screen came to life as the name 'Eddie' was displayed. You answered with a shy "hello" as Eddie's beautiful face filled your phone screen. His long dark curls framed his pale face and his wide smile brought a tiny flush to your cheeks. "Hey, Princess Peach" he greeted. His deep voice rattled your nerves and the sweet pet name had you smiling into your phone. How was he able to pull a smile from just a greeting you had no idea. Eddie's eyes roamed over your shoulder and you informed him that you were at your Dads house. "I've never seen a house so huge, Quick tour perhaps?"

"Oh, yeah of course." You agreed, getting up from the couch and walking up the stairs. You gave him a glimpse of the foyer from the top of the stairs and Eddie gasped. White marbled floors and a wrought iron staircase circled both sides of the room, in the center a white grand piano gave the entryway a luxurious look. Eddie swallowed, and he all of a sudden realized that you were way above his social status. Your Dad must be a Billionaire if not then for sure a Millionaire. Not even Steve's house, the wealthiest person he knew had a foyer. Shaking the uncertainty from his face he focused on the piano. "You play piano? Or any instrument?." He asked, genuinely curious. You threw your head back and your boisterous laugh echoed in the room. "I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you. It's just. I was a producer before, and yeah, I can play many instruments." Eddie beamed at the knowledge. You continued down the hall and motioned to a bedroom. "This is my room." You continued walking, not bothering to open the door. "Whoa whoa, I don't get to see where the magic happens?" He chuckled, raising his eyebrows suggestively. You smiled at your phone and bit into your bottom lip. "Maybe after our date, but only if you're a good boy." Eddie's eyes widened at your flirtatious gesture, and he hoped to God you meant it.

"Don't tease me with a good time sweetheart cuz I'll hold you to it."

He smirked and your stomach knotted as he licked his lips.

You dip your chin towards your shoulder and cover your smile with your hand. "Don't get shy on me now baby, I wanna see that pretty smile." He cooed.

When the word Baby left his lips you knew you were in trouble. He looked so pretty even through the screen, prettier than you remembered. The sparkle in his warm eyes, and the crinkles when he smiled made your heart beat a little faster. You talked for hours about everything and anything. From your favorite childhood movies to Game of Thrones, which he mentioned was an amazing show. Your favorite foods which brought you to cook dinner while the phone sat in the corner. His curious eyes watching you carefully cut into various vegetables and beef, all the ingredients needed to make the caldo as you explained to him. Eddie's lips parted as you brought a spoonful of soup to your mouth, gently puckering your lips to blow at the steam that swirled from the hot liquid. He didn't know if his mouth watered at the delicious meal you made or the image of your lashes fluttering closed as your glistening lips wrapped around his–

"Mmmmm, so good." You hummed, interrupting his dirty thoughts.

"Yeah? That actually looks tasty, can't wait to try some." He hinted. Hoping to be a taste tester for any and all cuisine made by your skilled hands.

"Did your Mom show you how to cook?" He asked.

Time stood still. Your eyes focused on nothing as your mind went back to all the times you leaned over your moms shoulder eyeballing spices, and dancing to Vicente Fernandez as she swayed her hips belting out gritos that sounded like a cat dying. You and your brother's coughing fits paired with faux asphyxiation whenever she'd roast chili peppers on the stove. The thoughtful way she'd buy extra hominy for the menudo during holidays because she knew it was your favorite part.

"Peach?"

You blink back to the present as you wipe at a stray tear that escaped your lash line. "Um, yeah. She taught me how to cook." You utter, not trusting the wobble in your voice.

"That's really sweet of her, passing down those family traditions. I don't know how to cook much but I do love to eat." He says, rubbing his hand over his tummy. Eddie carries the conversation effortlessly, not one moment of silence between you. You learn that he's incredibly charming, laughs at almost everything, therefore making you laugh. He's fond of squishmellows and has to stop to look at every one he sees and do a squish test. He's not once brought up anything involving music or the usual, which celebrities are rude and is so and so really that obnoxious or is it an act, something that you're incredibly grateful for.

You're curled up on the couch, phone propped by the throw blanket bunched up over your tummy. Eddie is sprawled out on his bed, chucking pretzels in the air and catching them in his mouth. "That's five in a row." You yawn, eyes heavy with sleep.

"I should let you get some sleep sweetheart, It's late." He coos.

"Can you stay on the line with me? Please?"

"Of course I can Baby."

The sleepiness in your voice gives him a glimpse of what it would be like to sleep next to you. When you finally fall under the spell of the midnight sky, where the only light is bouncing off the glow from your phone, Eddie thinks you're just as beautiful sleeping as you are awake. He falls asleep staring at your cute nose and plush lips, wishing he was there to kiss you goodnight.

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"We're Corroded Coffin, Thank You and enjoy the rest of your night."

Eddie jumped off stage, buzzing with adrenaline and booze as he walks straight to two girls who had flashed him during their set. He walks between them, one arm over their shoulders as he orders enough drinks from the bar to regret it in the morning. Their hands roam the expanse of his body, fingers twirled around his tousled curly hair as they whisper and giggle in his ear. You arrive at the same bar, Max had invited you to see her friend's band play, not for work she mentioned, just to hang out and have fun. It also happens that Sebastian's friends are also on the roster tonight, which is why he walks in beside you, palm at the small of your back leading you to the bar for drinks. While Sebastian orders the drinks you leave his side in search of a restroom. The bartender motions backstage behind these two doors.

You stumble into a room that was rarely occupied. Deep grunts barely audible through the loud blaring music. The bartender at the front mentioned that it was behind these doors so you pushed through and you gasp, body frigid as the scene before you.

"Oh fuck, just like that sweetheart."

Eddie has a strawberry blonde on her knees between his thighs, hard cock shoved half way down her throat, a topless bleach blonde at his side licking into his mouth while his fingers pump into her dripping sex. "Get the fuck out." He seethes, not once looking towards the door.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." You spoke as you quickly turned away to scurry out of the room. Eddie's head snapped towards your paniced voice quick enough to see half of your face, and his stomach dropped. "Wait, Wait! it's not… fuck!" Eddie's voice strained as he pushes the girl off his cock. Shoving his dick back in his jeans to chase after you. You were able to make it back to the bar, leaving the restroom for a later time.

Eddie frantically searched for you in the crowded room, cursing himself in the process. He hadn't even take you out on a date yet and he was already fucking up. Afraid you had run out of the bar, he grabbed the nearest stool, stood on it and scanned the room till he found your beautiful face smiling with a group of your friends. He weaves through the crowd desperate to get to you, his rough hand reaching for your elbow. He leans in close to your ear so his words are not mistaken. "Can I please talk to you?" You crane your neck over your shoulder to meet Eddie's pleading eyes. A fake smile on display as you agree.

You follow Eddie outside, stepping into the cold night air. A shiver runs through your body as you stand under the glow of a lamp post. Eddie trails his eyes over the curves of your body. His eyes walk up your smooth bare legs, that he wishes he could touch. The black short shorts accentuate the curve of your hips and plush ass. His lips sting with the urge to kiss the curve of your waist, as his gaze ghosts over your exposed midriff. Eddie swallows as he now realizes your top is see through and your breasts sit perky in your black bra. You cross your arms over your chest, suddenly feeling too naked under his stare. His eyes finally meet yours and he's left speechless at the sight of you. The girls he was with don't even compare to your beauty, yet he agreed to indulge them 1 day before your date was supposed to happen.

"I'm sorry you –. They're not –." A sigh left his lips as his palm roughly dragged across his face.

"They're just a hook-up, nothing serious. I'm so fucken sorry."

"It's ok." You shrug, arms crossed over your midsection for warmth. He takes notice of your shivers and places his leather jacket over your shoulders.

"It's ok?" He repeats your words, brows pinches in confusion. Every girl that Eddie knew would be screaming at him with angry mascara streaks running down their hot cheeks, livid in jealousy. Some would claw and scratch at him begging why they weren't good enough, hitting him and calling him every ugly name in the book. But not you.

You stood tall, seemingly unbothered by what you had seen. Eddie stepped forward expecting you to step back. You stay planted, cautious eyes set on his guilty ones. He would prefer retaliation because the words you would speak would pain him more than a few scratches.

"You're not my boyfriend Eddie, and you're a Rockstar; they're all the same."

You look down at Eddie's hands. His fingers are twitching with the undeniable urge to touch you. The sound of the bar doors open and a tall figure steps out.

"There you are Kitten, I've been looking for you."

Eddie's Jaw clenches at the pet name, and he shakes his head in disbelief. How could he be green with jealousy if not even 20 minutes ago his cock was down another girl's throat.

Sebastian laces his fingers with yours and brings your hand up to his lips for a gentle peck to the back of your hand. You smile at his tenderness, and brush your shoulder against his chest. Eddie rolls his eyes, shooting daggers at his competition. He notices the need in Sebastian's stare, he glimmers with fondness and longing to be something more.

"Who the fuck is she?!" A screeching voice could be heard in the distance, and Eddie tightly closed his eyes, wishing the ground would swallow him up. This was not happening. He was fucking it all up before it even started. Cursing under his breath at the cards that were being played for him. A glance over Eddie's shoulder and you see Strawberry girl storming towards you.

Before she can reach you Eddie stands between you, hands gripping her arms, blocking her from attacking you. Sebastian pulls you behind him and it makes Eddie's stomach churn. It should be him shielding you from this groupie but instead it's his fault shes speaking to you. You try shoving Sebastian away attempting to confront the girl but his tall frame is immovable.

"Stop, just stop Chrissy." Eddie winces at the name. Surely a slip of the tongue. A loud crack is heard, as Strawberry girl's hand meets the side of Eddie's cheek. "It's kristie asshole!!" She yells, storming back into the bar, wobbly legs threatening to fold under her. Eddie's relieved to get rid of her and as he looks back to search for you he comes face to face with Sebastian's hard glare.

"Stay away from her." He orders, as he shoves Eddie's jacket to his chest.

Sebastian jogs back catching up to you, placing his hand on the small of your back guiding you to his car. You wrap your arm around his waist and Sebastian pulls you in a side hug.

Eddie watches at a distance as you both enter the car, Sebastian is seen waving his arms and hands around seemingly in a heated discussion. Eddies about to walk over to you when he sees Sebastian grip the back of your neck as he brings your lips to his in a deep kiss. Eddie has no right to be upset but seeing this man touch you and kiss you has him seeing red. Eddie knew he fucked up but he was determined to make it up to you. Just as Eddie turns his back away, you push at Sebastians chest and when his lips try to chase yours you turn away giving him your cheek instead.

Eddie finds himself back at the bar, drowning in whiskey and coke wondering if you'll find yourself in Sebastians bed. The thought alone churns his stomach, but he has no one to blame but himself. After his 4th drink, liquid courage raced through his veins and therefore the beginning of his drunk text messages.

Eddie: You never tolf me if Sebastan was your boyfriend

Eddie: he actz lik e your boyffiend

Eddie: is he youre fuckimg boyfriend!!

Eddie was right, you did end up in Sebastians bed that night. His warm body curled up behind you, anxious hands caressing and kneading your thighs, fingers gripped your hips pulling you close to rub against his clothed erection. He kissed your bare shoulder, gently moving your hair to the side to place wet kisses along your neck, inhaling the scent of your shampoo that lingered in your hair. The bright glow of your phone stopped him from going further. Skinny fingers punched in your password as your soft breathes deepend, indicating you were now fully asleep. Sebastian looked over the messages Eddie sent you and sadness consumed him. He didn't understand why you couldnt reciprocate his adoration for you. To him you were it, his end goal and the woman of his dreams. He never once looked at other girls, despite having groupies throw themselves at him. He never looked for other relationships even though you clearly made yourself available to other men, sure you two weren't official but he still stayed loyal to you. He told you many times that he would never let you go, he'd wait for you for as long as it took. He types out a message and sends it to Eddie hoping it would steer him away from you.

You: He's not my boyfriend yet, but we do fuck.

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Jemíma Ámbar del Mar Hernández moodboard + random headcanons

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Born in the late 80’s, ok 1990 which makes her a millennial of course. She's the oldest child in a large family and is very protective of her younger siblings. Her parents are a bit old-fashioned, but they love and support her unconditionally and, is really close with her mom in particular (don't worry this time the dad is nice and happy). Growing up in a traditional Mexican household they instilled strong family values and taught her to be respectful and responsible. Although there might be some clashes over musical pursuits and relationship with Keegan. ^Her parents don't always understand her love for music and rebellious streak and they're constantly worried about her dating life however they later accept and supported it.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤^Her dad got a job offer in the U.S and they decided to move for a better life, or maybe the whole family wanted to experience life in a new country or just could have been a mix of both. Whatever the reason, the move was a major change for her, throwing into a whole new environment and culture. (It was tough, but gradually stared to adapt it, start with new school, make new friends and figured out in and outs of American culture yet embraced her new life and still holding onto her Mexican heritage)

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Jemíma has honey blonde hair, tanned olive skin toned despite her Mexican heritage. As said her mother is a white Latina from Colombia while her father is a Mestizo Mexican. This mix combination of her parents' genes could explain why she's blonde and also mixed cultural background. Plus, she's slightly different from her siblings who might have taken more after father.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Lead vocalist of the band, her voice is soft and melodic, and she has a way of hitting the perfect notes, expressing emotions through her singing. Keegan is absolutely smitten with her and musical talent.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤^At first, she was hesitant unsure about the idea of joining an all-boy band, but Ajax and Kick were incredibly persistent and convincing. And they promised her a chance to take the lead vocals, which ultimately got her to say yes. She's not just a pretty face in the band; she's a force to be reckon with.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Jemíma learned to cook from her mother and grandmother and has an incredible talent for it. And since the garage is kind of like a home base for the band, she often brings food over and the dudes also look forward to visiting her home to have lunches as well! Not just for her killer vocals.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Since Ajax has a habit of writing ridiculously stupid lyrics in his spare time, Jemíma helps him out and becomes a lyricist too despite lead vocalist. Calls her ''Jem'' which pretends to hate but likes it.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Constantly roasts the guys for being messy, unorganised and forgetting important band stuff (just like Merrick). They probably tease her for being the ''band mom'' who nags them. Sometimes they playfully bicker about how she shouldn't be part of an ''all-boy band'', but secretly they love having her around. (''Can you believe we've got a girl in our band now? It's a little funny seeing her do housework. We should nickname her ''the garage maid'' ''Yeah, you should be called the ''garage idiot'' because you can't keep this place to save your life. I'm also the one who organises everything, including scrubbing this dust covered vinyl's. So, your welcome'')

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Has a knack for sneaking up on them and scaring them when they least expect it, which always results in some hilarious screaming and jumping around. Rigging up a glitter bomb that explodes when someone opens a cabinet.

🎤♬⋆.˚➤DENIM GIRL! Girly owns like many denim jackets, jeans, patterned, stars, glitters sparkles and so on. Favorite band merch item is a leather jacket, which the guys help her decorate with pins and patches (Prob gifted by Keegan) (Swag certified).

🎤♬⋆.˚➤Loves to sing in the shower, belting out classic rock songs while the guys bang on the bathroom door, telling her to hurry up so they can use it next. Soft spot for animals! She pets a stray or buying cat food from the store. Always wins when they play card, video games or board games. The guys lose and blames her for their defeats.

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*cracks knuckles* This is a [sub]genre best enjoyed 1-2 beers in with the volume cranked

Old 97's - Curtain Calls (My favorite band. Both singers signed my hat while I was drunk at a Hollywood bar show. Too Far To Care is probably my favorite album of all time. Witty, noisy, self-deprecating cowboy rock.)

Steve Earle - Galway Girl (More popularly known around these parts for his earlier Copperhead Road. Another favorite artist of mine. Despite its Irish subject matter, this song was originally written and performed by Earle himself. Transcendental Blues is also a great album in general, with a lot of sound diversity, including this Celtic-influenced song, bluegrass, outlaw, and garage rock, and probably other stuff that goes over my head.)

Dwight Yoakam - Streets of Bakersfield (Recorded alongside fellow Bakersfield country artist Buck Owens. Beautiful Mexican-folk influenced sound. Personally I like to interpret the song as a middle finger to California suburban hell, but maybe that's my own imposition. Yoakam also used to open for LA punk shows back in the day which I think is a fun fact.)

Guy Clark - The Guitar (Incredible alt-country singer-songwriter, and I think this song exemplifies why. A wonderful ghost story.)

Sturgill Simpson - Turtles All The Way Down (It may be a little corny but I really like his voice and I think the intended sentiment is touching. Pretty psychedelic sound.)

Kris Kristofferson - To Beat the Devil (My all time favorite song hands down no holds barred, but if we're splitting subgenre hairs its more outlaw than alt-, if that makes a difference)

Brandi Carlile - Again Today / Hiding My Heart (To be perfectly honest I would like to learn about more alt-country artists that aren't white men. I definitely need to listen to more of Carlile's stuff but The Story is a great album and I love her voice, both when soft and quiet and when loud and raspy. She also did a re-recorded version of this album duet-ting with a different artist for each of the songs in the guest artist's style, including Pearl Jam, Kris Kristofferson, and Dolly Parton. She has a song with Old 97's as well called Good With God that you should check out too.)

I think I'll cut myself off there lol

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QUITE POSSIBLY BETHANY'S GREATEST LOOK IN THE KNOWN UNIVERSE -- PUBLISHED 10 YEARS AGO THIS MONTH.

PIC INFO: Spotlight on Bethany Cosentino of indie rock band BEST COAST in a shirt by Marc Jacobs for the August 2013 issue of GQ magazine. 📸: Paola Kudacki.

• Bethany Cosentino has a voice as strong as Loretta Lynn's or Neko Case's, and she writes songs that get stuck in your brain and won't leave.

• Essential Release: "Crazy for You" (Mexican Summer, 2010)

"Someone once asked me if I would give them my toenail clippings. I've had other people steal my water bottle from the stage and then tweet at me like, "Oh, I licked the water bottle after." People are weird.""

-- GQ Magazine, "Nouveau Garage: Rock Style, Starring Our Favorite Indie Bands," by Eric Sullivan, July 31, 2013

Sources: https://forthebananas.wordpress.com/2013/07/31/bethany-cosentino-of-best-coast-in-gq & www.gq.com/gallery/best-indie-garage-rock-style-gq-august-2013.

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Omega WUSB Summer 2021 Broadcasting Season.

Seventeen shows.

It’s the most Omega WUSB had ever done in a three-month span at that point. We usually do that in six months time. How was this all possible? One of our resident hip-hop programs Battlezone Radio had moved out of its’ weekly Wednesday midnight-3AM slot. We always love the extra time outside of our deluxe bi-weekly Saturday 10PM-midnight block, so we asked to take it and surprisingly, our reclusive deadbeat program-director at the time simply let us. And we had ideas. Lots of them.

Since that April, we had both bi-weekly slots. The new Wednesday slots are our ‘bonus’ broadcasts - music we play which didn’t fit our usual new, current, and relevant ‘deluxe’ Saturday shows. We used those Wednesday slots to fully exemplify independent radio. Vinyl / crate-digging finds, golden-era hip-hop / rap, thrash punk, noise, classic punk, classic industrial, and (for the first time ever) African musics made the cut. Our deluxe shows? Indie, electronic, noise rock, hardcore, post-punk / d.i.y., metalcore, shoegaze, and a double deluxe (!) showcase of everything hip-hop when we filled-in for -Tash’s Sound Vines. Too bad we couldn’t fill in for her a second time as we didn’t have enough music for another double deluxe show. (Wait ‘til next year.) And the most amazing thing? My friend Rob Villain came to visit New York City on a day we did our show, so he co-hosted. I hadn’t seen him in nine years, so we made the best of whatever little time he had before the flight to Las Vegas.

Still not content with doing two bi-weekly shows, our forever friend Kim of Purple Starlight also asked us to fill-in for her twice from midnight-3AM. That meant two label tributes in Awesome Tapes From Africa and Mexican Summer. As you see, Summer was always our time to burn bright to play the best finds of almost every genre imaginable and also go off-the-board to play other music we also like.

Why did we play all of this on our show? I am a diverse dee-jay behind the controls, so what you hear is also what I’m genuinely into. I have no threshold of sound whatsoever. Music is more accessible than ever before and even before the advent of the internet I always got my hands on everything I possibly could. Also, WUSB is an independent student-run station. Our dee-jays play what we want. We’re not fed money from suits to run an automated playlist or play the same songs you heard on other rock stations hundreds of thousands of times before. We prefer to play artists, songs, and genres other corporate stations wouldn’t dare look at. Simply put: we want to reach everyone, and we want to see who’s out there.

Now here it is: the final results of Omega WUSB’s entire 2021 Summer broadcasting season. Something for almost everyone. Chances are our future summers won’t be as intense as this from this point on, but we could be proven wrong.

June 2, 2021; #266 (vinyl, crate-digging, sampling)

June 5, 2021; #267 (electronics)

June 16, 2021; #268 (golden-era hip-hop, rap)

June 19, 2021; #269 (indie)

June 30, 2021; #270 (thrash, speed, crust punk)

July 3, 2021; #271 (double deluxe hip-hop)

July 10, 2021; #272 (shoegaze, alternative, dreampop)

July 14, 2021; #273 (classic punk)

July 17, 2021; #274 (metalcore, sludge, stoner, doom)

July 28, 2021; #275 (noise, obscura)

July 31, 2021; #276 (hardcore)

August 2, 2021; #277 (Mexican Summer tribute)

August 11, 2021; #278 (old-school, boombox hip-hop)  

August 14, 2021; #279 (noise rock, garage)  

August 25, 2021; #280 (African cassette expo-)  

August 28, 2021; #281 (post-punk, d.i.y., city)  

August 30, 2021; #282 (Awesome Tapes From Africa tribute)

[dustedmagazine]

Wreckless Eric — Leisureland (Tapete)

Wreckless Eric (Goulden) almost died a couple of years ago, first the COVID, then the lungs, then a heart-attack and finally a very long recovery. It’s the kind of experience that might invite introspection about life. Indeed, this first album since is a ruminating look back at the blighted seaside English towns where Goulden grew up, with their run-down amusements and cut-rate retail establishments, their environmental damage and their low expectations.  

In “Standing Rock,” an early single, he enumerates the failings of such places in fine detail, so that you can feel the crushing ugly ordinariness closing in. Yet, there’s also a bit of hope, a way out, in the same way Goulden got out, through music. In his cracked and wry tenor, he sings about, “John, Paul, George and Allan writing songs while people sleep/John, Paul, George and Allan being different and deep, in the town of Standing Water.” Not quite the Beatles, but close enough.

“Southern Rock” captures the longing, the restless grass-must-be-greener agitation of a young man in a dead end town, as Goulden listens to American music and imagines escape: “Listening to Southern rock in southwest England in 1971/dreaming about Memphis Tennessee and the California sun/San Francisco, New York City, California girls/I didn’t know where anything was in this god almighty fucked up world.” Goulden sublimely aw-fuck-it delivery makes nearly everything sound sardonic, but there’s a bottom note of pure yearning here. The song smolders most of the way, and then bursts into flame in a rollicking chorus.

Leisureland includes a lot of instrumental interludes that capture, in various ways, the places Goulden left and the sounds that lured him away. “Inside the Majestic” rides a drone of movie theater organ, its programmed drums shushing and shuffling like scuffing shoes.  “Esplanade by the Moonlight” incorporates the sounds of seagull and waves and spooky electro atmospherics. “On the Move” has automotive sounds rumbling through it, as a Casio beat rattles with suave, manufactured assurance. It’s not a new thing for Goulden — Construction Time and Demolition had its two “Mexican Fenders” instrumentals — but there are more of them than usual and they seem of a piece with its aim to conjure lost worlds.

It wouldn’t be a Wreckless Eric album without a couple of wry, sarcastic bangers. “Zoom (Glittering in the Sun)” careens with the scratchy, punchy, psychedelic garage bliss of earlier Wreckless Eric tunes (including the one you can hear in the Expedia ad), and “Drag Time,” is quite simply one of his best ever. It’s a swirling, circling, celebratory rush, with a truly sing-along chorus. (“Get yourself a one way ticket on the merry-go-round.”) You can hear Amy Rigby singing along as the sound surges in a dizzying crescendo. And so, the past circles back to incorporate the right now, and the merry-go-round keeps spinning and Wreckless Eric is still, blessedly, aboard.  

Jennifer Kelly

[animusiem]

Billboard USA Exclusion Zone Episode 19 (08/05/2023)

After three weeks hiatus, I am finally back from the break and a lot has happened recently. We got Jungkook and Latto's first #1 hit, this week we have NewJeans album bomb along with Barbie rising up more, and Speak Now Taylor's Version is out as well. That's all that really happened really, I don't know what anything that happened beside that hahaha....anyways here's the best chart on earth's debut review.

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4. "ETA" by NewJeans

I think 2023 has been a great year for Kpop, but if you tell this to like a Kpophead they'll tell you it's kinda tumultuous. Using NewJeans as an example, they have been kinda screwed by their label manager in the lead up to Get Up. This song is the prime example which some people on Twitter are calling this song a support for a far-left Basque separatist group...okay then twitter. Bottom line is that despite the success and this being a great song (even if it sounded like That That by Psy), It has been a chaotic year for Kpop

6. "K-pop" by Travis Scott ft. Bad Bunny & The Weeknd

I will get into the album review next week, but it's kinda interesting how because of Goosebumps and Sicko Mode, he's now is big enough globally that this song can chart on Global Excluding US chart. And also I couldn't forget that while he's indeed a piece of shit and has blood on his hand, at the end of the day the music has to prove itself to be good (unless if you are a Nazi or a rapist and make a song about it). With that in mind, this song is not good. Who thought that mixing funk carioca drum with eerie synth was a good idea is beyond me.

19. "Cool With You" by NewJeans

My favorite part of Kpop this year is how they're embracing the 2000's dance sound along with the club sound. That's why this song is my favorite one from the album. I just love the UK Garage sound and this one is no exceptions.

26. "ASAP" by NewJeans

I've never seen any Kpop bands ever experimented as much as this one. This is legit felt like early Bjork sound modernized and I don't take that lightly.

44. "Get Up" by NewJeans

Cool intro sis!

82. "Barbie Girl" by Aqua

You know my ass was very egg back then when I didn't have negative reaction listening to this song for the first time during elementary. And also me opening up repressive memories of me wanting to play Barbie but couldn't...anyways Barbie movie is great.

110. "Speed Drive" by Charli XCX

The fact that this song sounds like her hyperpop days with the ringtone like synth and the distorted bass charted high in here and also the US showed that we are so back baby!

128. "Nothing Compares 2 U" by Sinead O'Connor

The saddest part of her death is that I just found out that she converted to Islam. She fought a good fight and this cover of The Family song is still a classic. Innalillahi Wa Inalillahi Roji'un Shuhada' Sadaqat I hope you're finally find peace in akhirat.

129. "Love Like This" by Zayn

Anyways here's Zayn trend chasing the 2000's dance throwback and make it sound like the most uninspired thing ever, even if I do love the anti-drop.

149. "I'm Just Ken" by Ryan Gosling

My favorite part of the movie is the music choices. The fact that they changed the music on the radio from Indigo Girls to Matchbox Twenty to signified the takeover of Kens is inspired, as well as making Ryan Gosling singing what I would describe as an homage to the late Jim Steinmen, this movie is just great.

187. "Montagem - PR Funk" by S3BZS

All I can say is that if you showed this to your grandparents, they would perish.

198. "Rosa Patel" by Belanova

So if I get this correctly, this song is a pop rock song made by a Mexican band that was released in 2006 and during that time they're making Spanish version of High School Musical song...God I love this chart so much.

199. "Dial Drunk" by Noah Kahan

I kinda missed the indie folk sound of 2011-2014 as vapid and meaningless as they sound. And I'm glad he bring this back with some great guitar solo.

I highly recommend everyone to listen to these songs.

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SUNDAY MATINEE MUSIC VIDEO “Dancin’ by the River (Tex-Mex Garage Mix)” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L14-hl4IEss — The lyrics came from a dream: I saw a clear summer day with a water baptism happening at Pine Creek, a scenic waterway that flows from mid-state New York down into central Pennsylvania (shown in this video). There was a romantic undercurrent between a man and a woman, visibly in love and grateful to be getting baptized. Surrounding them was a group of happy people having a festival—kind of like a Grateful Dead concert (minus certain substances).

This spicy jangly-guitar pop track was inspired by early Beatles, vintage Chicano rock’n’roll, Mexican gangster films, Roy Orbison’s “Pretty Woman,” and The Everly Brothers’s cover of "Lucille." On a cosmic jukebox it would play next to Richie Valens, Neil Diamond, and The Monkees ("Little Bit Me Little Bit You")—in fact, Davy Jones said it should be “top of the pops.” This recording (mixed by Tim Breon) has gotten airplay around the world and features the drum work of Bill Matlack, Jr. + vocals & percussion by evinrude a.k.a. Kevin Spyker. The song has been in my live set for years, including with Paul Farnham and The Gypsy Lizards, and the band October (with Ron Davis and Chris Haggerty).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L14-hl4IEss

#texmex #garagerock #pinecreek #pennsylvania #appalachia #baptism #beatles #chicano #rocknroll #mexican #royorbison #prettywoman #everlybrothers #lucille #richievalens #neildiamond #monkees #davyjones #johnnyjblair #timbreon #billmatlack #evinrude #kevinspyker #paulfarnham #rondavis #chrishaggerty #victorvalverde #october #singersongwriter #singeratlarge

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after everything that happened to me in may it was so good to have a pretty normal june. gay rights

(in no particular order other than color)

buwan // juan karlos (filipino alternative) 

worship the whip // be your own pet (indie punk / garage rock)

the pains of being pure at heart // the pains of being pure at heart (indie pop)

number girl mujou no hi (live) // number girl (japanese alt rock / post-hardcore)

halo // ph-1 (korean hip-hop)

baby // petrol girls (english hardcore punk / riot grrrl)

gimme all ur luv // hemlocke springs (indie pop)

april fools // the scary jokes (indie bedroom pop / alternative)

tanaka san // dalsooobin (kpop)

necedad // disco bahía (mexican electropop)

vida cotidiana // juanes (colombian pop)

album of the year // the good life (indie alternative)

carnavas // silversun pickups (indie alternative / dream pop)

new york transit queen // corinne bailey rae (english rock)

my big day // bombay bicycle club (english indie rock / folk)

surf bungaku kamakura (half carton) // asian kung-fu generation (japanese alt rock / surf rock)

mount wittenberg orca // dirty projectors and björk (indie rock / art pop)

for lovers // lamp (japanese indie pop)

the fifth spring // meaningful stone (korean indie folk rock)

brave men run (in my family) [live in brooklyn, ny] // sonic youth (experimental alt rock)

bring it back // mates of state (indie alt rock)

my soft machine // arlo parks (english indie alt pop / soft rock)

twin // devendra banhart (indie folk)

heaven to a tortured mind // yves tumor (alternative / electronic) 

dear science // tv on the radio (art rock / funk)

[kennicuzzz24]

Todo Cambió (English: Everything Changed) is the debut studio album recorded by Mexican pop rock band Camila. It was released by Sony BMG Norte on May 9, 2006. The album was mainly written and composed by the band members: Samo, Pablo Hurtado, and Mario Domm, and includes a blend of Spanish rock and Latin pop.

It was released in Mexico on April 18, 2006, where it was eventually certified three-times platinum with sales over 300,000 units. In the United States, the release date was set on May 9, 2006 and the album received a platinum certification by the Latin field of the Recording Industry Association of America on July 24, 2007. In Spain the album was released on May 13, 2008.

This album yielded eight singles, including: "Abrázame", "Coleccionista de Canciones", "Todo Cambió", "Sin Tu Amor", "Sólo Para Tí", "Yo Quiero", "Me Da Igual" and "Perderte de Nuevo". For the album's release in Spain, "Todo Cambió" was chosen as the lead single.

About the album composing and recording, the band declared: "We came out from a garage, the living room and the closet, not to compete, only to show little fragments of our lives through the music we make." While producing Reyli Barba's album, Mario Domm asked Samo to participate on backing vocals, and on those recording sessions decided to make a band. Pablo Hurtado had to make an audition for the gig of guitar player, and after that, they wrote the songs for the album. Regarding the song style and inspiration, Mario Domm wanted to let people hear the music they were creating in their living rooms and to express how much joy they had performing together. Samo (a former church performer) found his inspiration watching television, singing along with other performers, stating: "Everything I learned is on these lyrics." Pablo Hurtado, the youngest member of the band, dedicates his lyrics to "weekend love affairs" and about the track "Me Da Igual" he says: "I wrote it on a very hard moment of my life, it is about a love that never happened."

The title track has been the recipient of many awards and nominations, including a Latin Grammy Award nomination for Song of the Year in 2007 and the Best Song award at the Premios Lo Nuestro 2008, where the band also won in the Group or Duo of the year field. For the Premios Juventud of 2008 the group received the following nominations: Red Hot Artist, Catchiest Tune ("Todo Cambió"), CD to die for (Todo Cambió: Special Edition), and won for Best Ballad ("Todo Cambió") and Favorite Pop Star. At the 2007 Latin Billboard Music Awards, the band won for Duo or Group of the Year and Latin Pop Airplay Song of the Year ("Todo Cambió"). The album was also nominated for Latin Album of the Year. Camila also won two awards at Los Premios MTV Latinoamérica for Best New Artist - North and Breakthrough Artist.

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SECOS presents: Rendido a tus Pies

A dynamic, romantic, and passionate indie rock anthem in Spanish.

This high-energy, heartfelt track emanates raw emotion and is an ideal fit for playlists that have "Rock en Español" vibes similar to artists like "Little Jesus, Enjambre, DLD and more". It's a refreshing addition to the Rock en Español scene. We're launching with a music video.

SECOS is an alternative rock band from Las Vegas, Nevada. The Mexican American group fuses their sound with influences from iconic acts like Interpol, Franz Ferdinand, The Strokes, and Arctic Monkeys. They embrace the garage rock revival and indie rock sounds that resonate with their '90s upbringing. SECOS explores themes of love, desire, and despair while channeling the energy of the city of sin.

The band is proudly independent and has written, played, and produced their own music and merchandise. They launched Pineapple Fest, a local artist-focused festival in 2022.

SECOS has enjoyed remarkable milestones, including a performance at the prestigious 2022 Life Is Beautiful Festival and a standout performance in Jam in the Van. Their music has resonated with audiences far and wide, including being featured during the electrifying games of the Las Vegas Golden Knights.

With their independent ethos and sonic mastery, SECOS is set to reverberate throughout the alternative rock scene.