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creativeashproductions · 4 years ago

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If I Stay Part Two (Final) // Luke Patterson

Summary: Life as you knew it shattered and now you’re left picking up the pieces with memories of a boy with hazel eyes in your dreams. A handsome guitarist who easily becomes your unseen number one supporter. If only you could see him again.

Warning: Swearing, mention of injuries, mention of car accident and talk of death.

Words: 2.5k (excluding the song lyrics of “I Won’t Let Go” by Rascal Flatts)

A/N: Second and last part to If I Stay! I really enjoyed this story because I adored Charlie St. Cloud and I really enjoyed If I Stay. The second part to Lost Time will be up soon when I feel confident in the storyline of it.

If I Stay Part One

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In a split second for the first time, you felt yourself, poof, away to a sterile white room staring down at the person in the bed. Covered in cuts and bruises of all colours, was you. A broken version of you that made you sick to your stomach. You desperately yearned to go back to being unaware.

“I’m…a ghost?” You breathed looking at your blemish-free hands, a juxtaposition to the arm in a cast. Then in a nauseating thought, the grief faded for fear on your family. Had they survived? You ran out of the room straight to a nurse, “Where are my parents! Where’s my cousin Lou?”

Of course, the nurse was unaware of an upset, emotional teenage girl, a victim of a car crash and in a battle for her life. Realizing no one would answer you spent hours running around the hospital searching for your parents or Lou.

“Lou!” You shouted through the halls unfazed as you ran literally through gurneys and medical equipment even the odd doctor.

At the very last room, you found Lou sitting up in a bed staring silently at the white wall with an official man seated by the side of her bed. He held a clipboard in his hand.

“Lou, how are you feeling?” The man spoke, his white coat embroidered with his profession and labelling him a psychiatrist.

“Fine.”

“You’ve suffered a trau-“

“I’m aware. I was there. I saw a paramedic violently hitting my cousin’s chest, I saw so much blood. I didn’t know there could be that much blood!” Lou snapped glaring the man down, “I saw the brains of the idiot that caused the accident! You don’t know shit! Oh, your little degree magically has you able to understand what I’m going through?!”

“Lou-“

“You wanted me to talk! So, let me talk!” Lou screamed at the man startling you with the anger, “My cousin! My best friend, my SISTER is up in a bed in a coma! A coma because I wanted to go to a stupid resort to ski! It’s my fault! And no one will tell me anything about my aunt and uncle!”

You stumbled back at the pain Lou displayed, it broke your heart, and you couldn’t listen to it anymore.

“Lou, let’s talk about survivor’s gu-“

You fell through the closed door before you could hear anything more from the psychiatrist. You ambled around the floor aimlessly feeling the worst you ever had and to think for two weeks you hadn’t been aware of anything.

“Did you hear?” A nurse spoke from just outside your hospital room. You jogged over reading her name tag of Melissa.

“Heard what?”

“The father of the mountain accident he flatlined in surgery. Doctors got him back, but they’re concerned about brain damage.” Nurse Melissa told her fellow nurse with concern pinching her expression.

“That’s the father of the Y/L/N patient, right?” Nurse Lucy spoke glancing at your hospital door, “I hope they’ll be alright.”

“That poor girl has quite the decision to make. To live or to die. It’s all on her now.” Nurse Melissa replied, “Her mother died-“

“Little unprofessional to gossip about patients in earshot of everyone. Did you know that coma patients can often hear things while unconscious? Or my favourite tip…did you learn about HIPAA?” The doctor on duty asked, staring the two nurses down with a glared. Each nurse shifted on their feet, “Stop gossiping and do your job. I’m sure you can change bedpans or give sponge baths.”

The nurses scattered, leaving you standing in shock at the information given to you. Your mother was dead, your father could be brain dead, and Lou wasn’t coping well. Leaving you in a state of wondering what to do. Should you stay in a world without your parents or let go to join them in heaven. The thought had you collapsing into screams on the floor as everyone went about their work; walking through the hysterical teenager.

A warm hand slid into your own with a comforting squeeze, but all you wanted was to feel your father wrap you in a bear hug. To listen to your mother’s laugh, move in the air with that beautiful musical sound. You want Lou to be okay.

Luke was quiet as he sat the floor, squeezing your hand every once in a while. You slumped into his arms, staring unfeeling at the door that separated your ghostly form from your physical one. Luke poofed you to the Molina garage right on the couch where he held you tight for god knows how long.

“She’s dead.” Your voice cracked tears rolling down your cheeks once more, “My mom is dead.”

“Sh.” Luke cooed pressing his lips against your temple as you curled further into his body. His heart broke for you as the gravity of the situation became crystal clear.

“Hi.” Luke’s eyes met the concerned ones of Julie Molina, a girl that would undoubtedly know how you felt. The thing that connected you being the loss of a mother figure, “I’m Julie.”

Your blank expression lifted to see a girl you had often seen in the halls of Los Feliz High School and vaguely remembered her. She had been performing during the Spirit Rally months ago.

“I’m a friend of Luke, Reggie and Alex. I’m sorry you’re going through this, but you are more than welcome to stay here. You can be in my room or here if you’re more comfortable.” Julie offered knowing exactly how you felt when a year ago, she had been grieving the loss of her mom.

“Thank you.” You replied hoarsely. Exhaustion from sobbing closed your eyes, something that was different to Luke as a ghost was your ability to sleep.

Alex theorized that you could sleep because your body was still alive, whereas the boys had no physical body. They were just ghosts. He and Reggie were in the studio sadly watching as you slipped in a deep unsettled sleep. Luke’s broken eyes met his best friends before he had Alex come over.

“Please stay with her.” Luke whispered, leaving the tall blonde to switch places. Luke disappeared without another word.

“Where’s-“Julie began, but Reggie interrupted her with a sad smile.

“Remember when we took you to Luke’s house? He’ll do the same but with her.” Reggie supplied coming to sit on the floor in front of the couch; his hand grabbing yours in support.

In a medium-sized house with a backyard kept tidy by the neighbours, Luke found his way to your room. His grabbed a few items of clothing and sneakers into a discarded bag before he dropped the bag off in Julie’s bedroom. His next stop was your hospital room. Luke settled himself in the chair beside you watching your chest go up and down from the breathing tube.

“Hi. I don’t know you in this form, but I know your spirit. I’m not good with my words, but I’m going to try. Two weeks ago I met you in a record store, and I fell in love faster than I can tune my guitar and believe me I have the record in the band. I never believed in love at first sight, but I also didn’t believe in ghosts, but here we are!” Luke chortled leaning to place his hand on yours, but it slipped through.

His smile saddened, “As much as I love holding you and kissing your head… I’d much prefer feeling that aching and yearning feel in my gut. If I felt that then it meant you would be alive and well. I’d rather be sad that I can’t feel you than have you die so young.”

Luke saw your eyelids flicker and he hoped it was because you could hear him.

“You have so much to live for. It’s gonna be hard. I can’t deny that, but I need you to stay. Stay alive and fight for me. For Lou.” Luke choked, squeezing his eyes shut grateful when a hand rested on his shoulder. He knew it was Alex.

“Whatever you’re saying. Continue.” Alex whispered, “It’s working, her body is slowly becoming transparent.”

Alex’s words were further proven as Nurse Melissa jogged in surprised as she took vitals, “Well I’ll be damned. You decided to fight.”

Alex and Luke shared a relieved expression as you got even more strong. Together they returned to the garage. Luke was able to press one kiss to your forehead before you flickered once, twice, thrice before you dissipated.

In that hospital room, a beautiful thing occurred. Your eyes opened. Luke swore the birds sang better at the moment.

Recovery was hard. Relearning the little things, you took for granted was frustrating. Lou would hover as if you would disappear and you thought you were going insane. If you were waking up screaming by nightmares of the crash than it was waking confused on dreams that felt like memories.

The small victories helped like when you walked the entire hospital or when you were able to use the toilet and not the bedpan. The best win was being discharged to Lou’s parents and only needing outpatient physical therapy. Six months later, your father was awake and getting better; the loss of your mother still burnt hot and red.

It was on the sixth month anniversary when you walked down an oddly familiar street. Merritt happily trotting on his afternoon walk; Merritt had been an immense help. In your first month of recovery post coma, you met Merritt who would become your service dog.

A sense of déjà vu nudged you as you took in a vintage styled record store you swore you knew before. Continuing on you stop again at a toy story with a dollhouse.

“My cousin had one…for her unborn niece.” The sentence floated in your mind, but you couldn’t put a conversation.

“Caspar?” A male voice recalled in a distant memory of a dream a few days ago. You couldn’t think of anyone who had that voice, and absolutely no way had you ever seen that dollhouse before.

“Just coincidence.” You mumbled scratching Merritt’s head as his wet nose nudged your head before you could worry more. You watched people roaming thankful that you could do that, that you survived.

It was the building on the very end that confused you the most. Your eyes scanned the name proudly announcing itself as a tattoo parlour. A gasp left your lips as a vivid memory popped into your head with a boy that matched that voice you had thought of earlier.

“Luke. My name is Luke. Hey! I know this shop!” Luke beamed, stepping back to take in the storefront. In the twenty-five years since he last saw it, the blue faded into a teal, but the door was still the same as it always was.

“You have a tattoo?” You asked, scanning his arms bare in the cut off shirt he wore.You couldn’t see any ink on his skin. Luke couldn’t help the smirk on his faceat the blatant heated gaze.

“No.It was 1994. We just played our biggest gig at the time, and Bobby decided we should get tattoos.” Luke’s mouth twisted at the mention of his former friend, “Of course we were sixteen and Alex just about fainted in the shop. The guy took one look at Reggie and laughed at our fake IDs. Told us to come back in a few years.”

“So, you’re a ’90s kid.” You raised an eyebrow coming to a stop on the edge of the street, pressing the button to cross.

“Technically a ’70s kid. We died in ’95 a few hours before a life-changing gig.” The mood turned sombre as Luke thought back on that one night that life decided to raise both middle fingers at his dreams, “Death by a hot dog.”

You were so thankful for Merritt as he nestled up into a dog version of a hug as you felt the crippling anxiety. He was always there and knew about to help, support dogs don’t get enough credit.

When your eyes opened, it is like a dam broke and suddenly you remembered walking this street with three guys. The conversations and even the garage where one had held you in an incredibly vulnerable moment. Three ghosts that helped you when you needed it but didn’t know.

“Luke.” You breathed seeing a form shimmer in the sun as it flickered into a hazy form. Similar to how you did in the garage before going back to your body, he flashed three times. He solidified on the fourth with a great big grin.

“You can see me.” Luke cried, walking closer as he felt on top of the world when your eyes focused on him. He finally felt that yearning to meet your gaze fade away, “I missed you.”

You followed him to the Molina garage.

“I thought we’d never be able to talk again.” Luke sighed, reaching over, and he physically grabbed your hand, “I don’t know if I can touch you because of your former state or because of Julie.”

“Hm?” You questioned sitting cross legged on the bed.

“When I wasn’t watching over you, I was with Julie and the guys.” Luke went into detail about Caleb and the jolts, “We didn’t cross over because it’s not our unfinished business, but the stamps were destroyed when Julie hugged us. We’re sure that just like our instruments are connected to our souls that Julie did as well.”

Your hand brushed Luke’s cheek taking in the silky feeling of his skin, “I thought I was going crazy. I had these dreams of things I didn’t do in reality. My mind just wasn’t ready to remember the beauty of our connection.”

“This is an interesting little relationship you and I have.” Luke chuckled, thinking on how lucky he was to even know you, “You’re so beautiful.”

“Thank you.” You whispered gratefully to intertwine your fingers with Luke’s hand as well. It was like they were made for each regardless of the circumstances that brought you together, “I’m not ready for anything more than friendship, but I do strong feelings for you.”

“Being dead has an advantage. I can wait for eternity, and for you, I would. Just so you know, I have strong feelings for you as well.” Luke beamed scanning your face, taking in the blemishes from the crash. In the time you hadn’t been aware of him following coming out of the coma, he had become acquainted with your injuries.

When those little victories of weight-bearing, walking one step then two and finally that entire hallway Luke had been there unseen cheering you on. When you ‘graduated’ from the inpatient therapy Alex, Reggie and Luke had been there in silent support.

“Do what you need to do, and I’ll be right here for you.” Luke smiled gently, removing his guitar from the case, “Can I play something?”

You nodded in response as started strumming to a new song he had created in the last handful of months.

“It’s like a storm

That cuts a path

It’s breaks your will

It feels like that

You think you’re lost

But your not lost on your own

You’re not alone

I will stand by you

I will help you through

When you’ve done all you can do

If you can’t cope

I will dry your eyes

I will fight your fight

I will hold you tight

And I won’t let go

It hurts my heart

To see you cry

I know it’s dark

This part of life

Oh it finds us all (finds us all)

And we’re too small

To stop the rain

Oh but when it rains

The song touched you so intimately as he sang the last few lines softly keeping eye contact with you.

“…Oh I’m gonna hold you

And I won’t let go

Won’t let you go

No I won’t”

You pressed a lingering kiss to his cheek that flushed at the feel of your lips against his skin. His heart fluttered and knew that you were his soulmate and he truly hoped Julie could find someone that could love her like she deserves. Luke’s heart belonged to yours and yours alone and vice versa for you as well.

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updatesherwood · 4 years ago

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DOMINIC AT #DREAMITATHOME2 [PT. 4]

Q: I saw pictures of you in Vancouver a while ago, were you filming something? D: No, I was in Vancouver with Luke just for fun and then I was there with a friend of mine a coupe of dusts ago when he was filming a show.

Q: What was your very first shadowhunters scene? D: I think it may have been the scene at the Pandemonium or when I was walking following the shape-shifting demon.. I’m not sure, but it’s one of those two.

Q: How was the dance with Michael? D: First of all, performing next to Patti LuPone signing which was amazing. We worked with a guy called Tommy who is the most incredible dancer and I’m not a dancer by nature and he walked me all through it. Michael really is a beautiful dancer so he took the lead and the first dance we learned - which didn’t get into the show - was a waltz. I was the girl so I had to learn everything backwards and it was going to be me because I was relying on him to introduce me to this world.

Q: What do you do when you find youserlf in a dark slump? D: I rely on my friends. I have a trick for this, I know there are things that make me smile like taking the pets out for a walk or even sat in the backyard or workout, and knowing that when your in a dark place you can rely on those things, for example even only hanging out with friends and family without necessarily talking but just having them around, my mom and dad are very good at cheering me up.

Q: How do you choose the roles you have done? D: People think you have more control as an actor like ‘I wanna do this” but I just want a job. So many people do what we do and it’s so competitive. After shadowhunters I started being a little selective, when I finished that me and my team sat down and decided the next step should be something different and even if Penny is in the supernatural world, Kurt isn’t aware of it. So to me realism was very important, then the opportunity to work with Natalie, Nathan and Daniel and of course John Logan it was absolutely outstanding and something I wanted to be part of, and that was the moment I actually started to say no to things I didn’t want to do because normally you just want to be working.

Q: if you could be on any show, past or present, which show would it be? D: Band of Brothers is an amazing show with amazing actors and cover such a tricky subject matter which I’ve been really enjoying with Penny again with realism. It’s part a tv show and it’s part a documentary where you learn about some really important historical events.

Q: What do you think about Brazilian fans? D: You guys are pretty intense, you got a lot of energy and I love that. We were in San Paulo for a comic con 4 years ago and we never had a response like that before and it was absolutely insane, the passion you have for things you care about is very humbling having around so many people that are so supportive. That’s why me and the rest of cast like doing things like these, because we’re surrounded by people who care about us and enjoy what we are doing, which we love to do as well and we unify it and that’s a very profound statement.

Q: What’s your favourite board game to play for family game nights? D: My games with family always end up in some sorts of argument. My brother who is closest to me in age is a doctor and he’s very intelligent and very good at things like board games, which I find infuriating as he always wins. We play games like Linkee, Codenames, Milwaukee, Cranium but normally we never play because that’s how someone would end up dead in my family and it would probably be me.

Q: During Shadowhunters you had to train to do all the flips? D: The flips are relatively easy, you need to understand how to use your body to make that motion happen. The harder ones are the falls and what they do is to make you fall in some kind of boxes. I have to give credit to the stunt team, Dean was one of my favourite friends and I trusted him with my heart so. I’ve been trained from 10 feet, then 15, 20. When you trust these people you know they’re keeping you safe. It was a little nerve wracking when you look down.

Q: If you had to play in a lypsinc battle, who would you want to be paired with and what song would you sing? D: Luke would probably be a good show, Matt would be very entertaining and I think he’d hate every second of it. With Luke it would be some Britney Spears songs.

Q: If you could describe Jace and Kurt in one word what would it be? D: Jace is a good guy and Kurt is a bad guy, that’s it.

Q: If Jace or Clary would propose to one another, how do you think they would do it? D: I think it would be cool for Jace to do it in the greenhouse - where they had their first kiss - with flowers blooming at that exact moment.

Q: There are any scenes with Jace you didn’t get to film but you would have liked to? D: The one thing I would have liked to loot at more was the bond between Jace and Jonathan which we saw end it up in Clary’s way, which was great but I was very looking forward to it.

Q: Going back in time, you’ve worked with Cameron Monaghan in Vampire Academy. Have you met him again since then? D: Yes, we bump into each other all the time me and Cam but yes, mostly at showtime events and he is as handsome as ever and it’s always good to see him again.

Q: Is it being famous a blessing or a curse? D: I don’t love it, if I could do what I do anonymously, having my privacy and still tell stories and make people enjoy them, then I would probably do it that way. I really like my privacy and it’s very important to me. But on the other side, if it wasn’t like that I wouldn��t get to meet you guys and all the people who tell me I did good job, which I really love and I really do appreciate that.

#interview #dreamitathome #convention #Dominic Sherwood #dom sherwood #shadowhunters #penny dreadful #penny dreadful: city of angels #pdcoa #kurt #jace herondale #clace

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svtskneecaps · 4 years ago

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Rules: answer questions and tag blogs you are contractually obligated to know better!

so @kwonthefire tagged me thank u for giving me an excuse to talk about myself you KNOW i will jump on that shit with absolutely no hesitation you’re incredible

Name/nickname: vic

Gender: woman babey

Star sign: cancer

Height : HAHA TALLER THAN MY OLDER SIBLING S H O R T L M A O

Time: 5:50 am don’t tell my friends i’m going to bed when i post this i swear

Birthday: july

Favourite bands: seventeen, and i vibe to like, panic!, twice, does the cast of newsies count as a band?

Favourite soloists: listen i’ll vibe to anybody with solid lyrics or a good melody so like, halsey, carrie underwood, taylor swift has been a big one recently, anna nalik, miranda lambert, yknow. all the shit i listened to like six years ago has returned to my playlist cause i’m Stressed tm (ngl the house that built me came on and i actually started crying in the middle of making enchiladas w my entire family like i went straight from DOUBLE BUBBLE DISCO QUEEN to sobbing in the sauce)

i mean not actually the sauce you know what i mean

Last movie: ah shit probably like. pollyanna or something. NO WAIT IT WAS THAT FUCKIN SECOND BORN ROYALS MOVIE ON DISNEY+ THAT MY FAMILY WATCHED WHILE SORTING ALL THE OLD CLOTHES WE DON’T FIT ANYMORE

Last show: shit uhh i think it was like. the three caballeros yknow that animated series with donald duck it’s on disney+. unless we count my mom’s episodes of criminal minds that she watches in the room next to me

Song stuck in my head: an absolutely bizarre combination of that “she’s a wh*re” song clip from tik tok, “the world will know” from newsies, the rock violin cover of the phantom of the opera from the umbrella academy, and like. the twelve days of christmas as sung by straight no chaser, specifically the section where they start doing africa. i don’t know what’s going on either.

When I created this blog: idk a while ago. like three years? four years?

Last thing I googled: ah shit. probably something for premiere pro, adobe software sucks it’s the least intuitive shit i have ever used literally the program i used to write in java worked easier than fucking premiere pro

Other blogs: @ismyreadinglistgoodenoughforyou and i have a couple more but those are classified by order of [redacted]. i can reblog onto @tctwriters but that’s not technically mine it’s OURS anyway follow tctwriters

Do I get asks: nah dude which sux cause my favorite thing to talk about is me l m a o

Why I chose my url: dude i don’t remember i wanted to rebrand from the god awful ‘ismycapsloudenoughforyou’ so i think we went, ok, so seventeen. svt. and my discord status was probably “stop bullying jeonghan’s knee >:(” so they were like, ok knees. and i went ah SHIT, KNEECAPS and then i just. did that.

Following : my guy do you think i know

Followers : like a graduating class worth

Lucky numbers: idk like 12 and 7 and maybe 32

Avg hours of sleep: o jesus well uh. anywhere between 4 and 12 it depends on if i have something to do the next day

Instruments: i can play viola and some flute, i’ve briefly dabbled in piano, ukulele, harmonica, and accordion

What I’m wearing right now: haha state football merch and socks that clash very drastically bc it’s goddamn cold in my house fuck

Dream trip: honestly any trip is my dream trip as long as a couple specific people come. like literally a trip to the grocery store could be my dream trip as long as these specific people are there yknow. people make the trip more than the actual places, for me

Favourite food: o i forgot to answer this one uhhh dr pepper isn’t a food but i don’t eat and my veins run with the stuff

Nationality: american ahaha

Favourite song: ah shit dude it depends on my mood i can’t answer this rn i literally just got “WILL WE LET EM STUFF THIS CROCK O’ GARBAGE DOWN OUR THROATS” stuck in my head and now i can’t actually remember any other songs anyway it’s Home Run stream Home Run by Seventeen guys stream Home Run it’s a fucking bop and the music video is absolute quality i literally didn’t listen to another song for a week and a half after it dropped and i’m not kidding in the slightest stream Home Run by Seventeen guys.

Top three Fictional Universe: it has been so long since i’ve experienced anything that’s original fiction i mean like, jowling kowling rowling is a fucking terf and we hate her LMAO so the only harry potter universe i can vibe with is one that’s thoroughly headcanoned to squeeze all the bullshit out of it, but i vibe with those kinds (i’ve written those kinds, or tried anyway lmao).

also i couldn’t actually read the Lord of the Rings series bc Tolkien’s prose was just way too dense for me to enjoy without it feeling like i was reading a textbook, but i read the Hobbit and i talk to my dad about it sometimes cause he listens to a podcast where they analyze it, and literally the absolute care and time he put into making every section of that world feel alive is absolutely buck fuckin wild to me i mean fuck it up Tolkien that’s fucking incredible. that is batshit insane you incredible man, godspeed.

and doctor who is lit as fuck, tbh i vibe hard with the rtd era shit, they kind of lost me at eleven and also took that shit off amazon prime before i was done watching shitheads but like you have to admit that’s a giant fictional universe and it feels Alive as hell and i vibe with that hard like i vibed so hard i fuckin started writing my own goddamn season just bc i wanted to play around in that lovely lovely sandbox so kudos to them i guess

not in that order

anyway idk who to tag so if you’re seeing this from tctwriters and actually have notifs on for that blog, you’re up dummy i love you. i’d say anyone who wants to take it but nobody ever does so this is for the tctwriters i’m calling you out SPECIFICALLY.

#shut up vic #no seriously shut up vic what the hell #thank u for tagging me i enjoyed talking about nothing for far too long #my favorite pastime tbh L M A O #love u <3

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surveys-at-your-service · 4 years ago

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Survey #302

“heaven ain’t close in a place like this”

What color are your eyes? Grayish blue. What's your favorite type of milk? If we're talking the basics, ig 1% is fine. What would you change about your appearance if you could? Oh, hunny, you got time for an essay? What would you change about your bedroom if you could? I need to fucking finish decorating it... It's not finished by no fault but my own laziness. Are you rich or poor? We're definitely pretty poor. Are you double jointed? I don't think so. What's the most physically painful thing you've ever experienced? I once had a large infected cyst that had to be drained by applying pressure to it, and I swear to Christ I don't know how I didn't faint. They gave me morphine and multiple numbing shots, but none of that did SHIT. I'm not even embarrassed by the fact I was shrieking and sobbing and swearing because I'm pretty fucking sure any sane person would've cried out many times. I'm convinced they either didn't numb me enough for someone of my size back then, or I should've just gone under for it. I have no words for how painful it really was. Do you like shots? Uh, given that nobody LIKES getting a shot with a needle, I'm going to assume you mean like, taking shots of alcohol, in which case I've never tried, but I can almost absolutely guarantee you I'd hate them. I hate the taste of alcohol (hence why I only drink sweet and weak stuff), sooooo, I've got my doubts I'd enjoy something so potent. Are you afraid of spiders? Yes and no? Small ones don't tend to get to me, and I LOVE tarantulas. Big spiders are absolutely fascinating and I love *watching* them, but if I was surprised by a sudden spider, I'm going to probably cry out and jump/scramble away. But on a real note, respect your spiders, whether they scare you or not. They are so important to the ecosystem. See one in the house, take it outside if you can. Have you ever had an allergic reaction to something? To some earrings, yes. I have to wear ones that don't have silver in them. Do you like to read? Yeah, but not nearly as much as I did as a kid. I'm even slacking on WoF lately... Do you know what your purpose in life is? *SLAMS FISTS ON TABLE* BITCH I WISH I KNEW What's something you would like to improve at? Not being a socially anxious catastrophe. Do you believe you have great potential? Everybody does. You just have to use it. What is the most beautiful scenery you have ever beheld? Probably the mountains when driving to Tennessee. Or New York? I really can't recall either so clearly as to have a favorite. Are you flexible? Noooot anymore. Back in my WiiFit days, I was a gotdamn snake. List a song lyric that you like. Oh Jesus, don't make me think. Uhhhhh there's so many. Flipping through artists in my head with lyrics I tend to love, there's Otep with: "hey, hey, NRA, how many kids did you kill today?". Simple, but spine-chilling to me. Huh, time to listen to it actually, lol. That song murders me with the goosebumps. Do you meditate? No; I can't. You can't tell me to "free my mind," man. It's way too hectic at all times up there. What's one place you've been to that you want to visit again? I'd love to go back to Chicago one night when I actually learn how to do nighttime urban photography. What's one place you want to go that you've never visited before? I always answer "South Africa" to questions like this, so for variety's sake, I'll say the Bahamas. But a conspiratory bitch is afraid of the Bermuda Triangle, so... lmao. What's your favorite type of tree? I like big, impressive weeping willows. How many times have you seriously injured yourself? Only two occasions I can think of immediately. Maybe there's more, but idk. Did you attend Sunday School as a child? Yeah, even though I hated it. What is the longest your hair has ever been? Maybe a little passed the small of my back? What about the shortest? (not including being a toddler or baby): How it is now and has been for a couple years: shaved short on the left side, and it transitions to a length near my chin as you go to the right. Have you ever smoked a cigarette? No. Are/were you in the school band, and if so, what instrument did you play? I did, and I played the flute. I'd choose the saxophone if I could go back. Who does the grocery shopping in your household? Well, it's just Mom and me, so her. If you were to donate to charity today, what would you donate to? One that focuses on ovarian cancer for Mom. What is your favorite card game and when was the last time you played it? Even though I was never great at it or knew every single rule, "Magic: The Gathering" is honestly really fun, and I loved looking at the card art. I haven't played it since I was with Jason, so at least five-six years. Would you consider yourself to be good at spelling and grammar? Yeah, but I've somehow gotten worse with time???? I question the spelling and tenses of words I write a lot. What is your favourite seasonal candy? (only available at certain times): Probably like, chocolate rabbits. NOT hollow. Way to break my heart. Or gingerbread cookies. What was the last chocolate bar you ate? I think a Hershey's? It was a while ago. Who was the last person you talked to on Skype/video chat? I was in a Zoom session with multiple people for my partial hospitalization program. Have you ever dreamt about sleeping with someone other than your partner? If so, did that make you feel embarrassed? I've never had a dream like this while in a relationship. The last time you had butterflies in your stomach, what was the reason? I have no idea. Has anyone told you that they miss you recently? No. Has anyone ever asked you out or told you that they liked you, and you rejected them? Can you explain why you didn’t like, or didn’t feel attracted to that person? There was this one guy in the 4th grade who asked me if I would go out with him so much it almost became like a joke. I just... didn't like him like that. Then there's Juan; I'd just been warned that he had a bad rep by a very reliable adult, and the idea of dating him was kinda... intimidating anyway. Plus he was a smoker, which was and still is a no-no for me. What part in a movie would you love to play? The clinically insane villain or something because I feel with my history, I could channel that very well IF I actually wanted to act in the first place. What piece of furniture have you replaced the most? The couch. What’s the best part of your favorite movie? When Simba walks up Pride Rock in the rain and roars and all the lionesses join in. Chilling. What do you think is the most over-rated candy ever? Candy corn is repulsive. What was the highlight of your day? My mom was raving to one of my therapists in the PHP about my art and how badly she wants me to just get everything out there. I was smiling really big but looking down with how shy but also flattered it made me. Do you know anyone who is anorexic? I don't think so. Who has hurt you the most this year? Ha, myself. What's the last insult someone said to you? Hm. How much did your car cost? N/A What is the last picture you received on your phone of? Uhhh Mom mighta sent me a meme or Sara showed me a drawing someone made of Suriza, I think. Have you ever let someone go because you thought they deserved better? No, though I've felt that way before. Is there anybody you're really disappointed in right now? I'm still not over the fact Dad was a druggie before me and my sisters, apparently. It's almost like... hurtful in some weird way? Idk exactly why, it's just something I know I feel. What do you hear right now? I have Motionless In White's cover of "Somebody Told Me" playing in another tab. Do you do anything to help the environment? I do what I can as someone who isn't financially independent and reliant on another person for transportation. I won't litter for anything (and this includes shit like letting balloons go in the air, fucking stop), I'm trying to use my metal straw always in place of plastic, and to use less plastic bags, I try to spread out the times I clean Roman's litterbox to a few days; not to the point it's disgusting or uncomfortable for him, of course, though. Three days without is pretty much max. When's the last time you did something you knew was wrong? Ha, a little while ago... I was trying to avoid eating the two last biscuits Mom made for dinner 'cuz I really gotta lay off the carbs, but Mom "joked" that "it's your birthday, you get to do whatever you want," so I kinda just said fuck it lmao. Do you think that you have a pretty smile? No, because my eyes squint badly, and I also hate my teeth. When's the last time you cried over a guy? A few days ago a little bit, actually. I was reminiscing too much and recalling some of the warmest memories. Are you scared to lose the person you fell the hardest for? I already did. Oh well. Is there someone you wouldn't mind kissing right now? Yep. Do you have any friends that actually model? No. Do you care about the last person you kissed? A fucking lot. Do they care about you? Yes. Is there someone you wish you were with right now? Yes, just because of past birthday memories. I keep hoping a "happy birthday Britt" pops up in my FB messenger, and I hate myself for it. Have you ever imagined how it would feel kissing a certain someone? I legitimately just huffed in humor, guess, lmao. What are the bad things you've heard people say about you? That I'm a martyr, going nowhere, lazy, not trying hard enough, y'know, all that good stuff. Do you flirt a lot? Definitely not. What phrase or saying do you use the most? Probably "oof" lol. What mood are you in right now? I'm doing pretty all right. Kinda dreading Miss Tobey coming over, mean as it is, but I just... don't wanna deal with her and her judgments on my birthday. But I'm looking forward to seeing my sisters, and therapy went very well. Have you ever kissed someone that was high? No. Do you have a good relationship with your mother? Yep. How many exes do you have? I only consider two exes "serious," as I've only been in two deep and long-term relationships, but if we're counting everyone who's had the label of "boyfriend" or "girlfriend," there's six. Do you want to be single or with someone? Ugh, I don't know. It's probably better I don't 'til I figure my shit out, but I really do miss the companionship a lot. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed? Because I love her and I was leaving her at the airport. Does your mom think you’re a virgin? She doesn't know for the same reason I don't, really. I think she leans towards I am, but idk. Is there someone that wants you to give them a second chance? I don't know. What size bra do you wear? Uhhh I genuinely don't buy bras enough to know this exactly. C-something. Does the person you last kissed still like you? I don't know if she still like-likes me. Are your parents still together? Noooo. Was your first time good or bad? I dated an Italian, if u kno what I mean. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Which friend-turned-enemy do you miss the most? Colleen, sometimes. Have you ever used an epi pen, and it worked? I have not. What is on your top priority list for today? Make this fuckin' day for me. I'm trying to not let the depression sink in and make me feel worthless on today of all days. So I'm trying to stay in a positive headspace. Do you own any sand art in a jar? Omg, those are so cool! But no. Does the sun come in your window in the morning or at night? Not really; there's houses in the way. What was the last piece of art you created? A drawing of a meerkat with its mouth open angrily, done with colored pencils, against a black background. It's on my second dA. What time of day do you take medications? I have prescription meds for when I wake up and at bedtime. What's your newest hobby you've started? A new hobby? Huh... What are some things you wanted to do that your parents didn't let you do? They wouldn't let us stay home alone until a certain age, we had a timer on the TV at bedtime to shut off after a while, we weren't exposed to certain music or shows, no cursing... stuff like that. What YouTube channels do you recommend? This is a BAD question to ask me, 'cuz I could just about recommend channels for just about any niche. I watch soooooo many. What is your favorite day of the week? Tuesday, because it's reset day in WoW, haha. Meaning, I get to do my stupid mount farming raids again for the week. Blackhand, gimme your FUCKING clefthoof already. Ballet or cheerleading? Ballet is beautiful. What are your favorite sports to watch? Only dancing, really. Were you ever in the marching band? No. Which holiday has the best decorations, in your opinion? My contrasting aesthetics make this hard, haha. I love Christmas with all the beautiful light displays people can make, but let's not sleep on Halloween, y'all. I loooove Halloween decor, like c'mon, that's where I get shit for my room year-round, lmao. What do you want to be known for? It'd actually be kinda cool if I built up some sort of rep in the vulture culture community with my photography of roadkill. For how few shots I actually have on there and minimal interaction, my Instagram for it is doing quite well, if you consider those factors. They've gotten some pretty decent attention on dA, too. I would love for people to know why I do it though, of course: awareness and respect for the animal's life. How often do you wear make-up? Almost never nowadays. Think of the person you are jealous of...what are you jealous of them for? She's actually making a career out of her photography. Do you have art that you made in high school? Oh, plenty. Do you have trauma in your past? *clears throat* take a fuckin seat Favorite type of frosting? Chocolate. Have you ever tried cake decorating? No. One of my sisters is actually one, though! She's great at it. What clubs are you a part of? None. What was your favorite book that you had to read for school? The Outsiders. 6th grade, to be exact. Do you like to read classics, or do you usually read new arrivals? I don't prefer one over the other, honestly. Were you a big partier in college? No, I never partied. Is your college one you would recommend? My most recent one, fuck yes. They're amazing and care so deeply for their students. Would you go camping in the woods alone? Yikes, no. Would you name your kids after anyone? If I had a son and I had my way with the name, he would be named after the Most Selfless Man in the World, Damien from WKM. :'''''( Do you have any supernatural gifts? No. Are there any good churches in your town? You're asking someone who has a bad relationship with religion. Do you want an indoor or outdoor wedding? It really depends on the season and venue my spouse and I pick. Do you think you would be a good salesperson? HEEEEEEEEEEEELL NAW fam. I ain't pressuring people to buy shit.

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My August playlist is finished and while it does unfortunately begin with Tool it also has two of Elvis’ gospel songs on it so please believe me when I say it takes a turn! Everything you could ever want over three hours of music from 70s christian hippie cult music to a funky remix of Also Sprach Zarathustra to Ante Up.

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Lateralus - Tool: Tool is on streaming now and they've got a new album out and so it's a very nice time to reinterrogate a band that meant a lot to teenaged me that i have almost completely exorcised from my life since. What's interesting firstly is how much better it is to consume their music digitally than it ever was in any physical format. They apparently resisted making it available for so long for nebulous reasons of artistic control and intention, wanting a say in how their music is listened to - they design these long and overwrought albums to be experienced as a whole. My contention is that as a whole album, start-to-finish, is one of the worst ways to listen to this band. Tool have maybe 12 great songs across four albums and every single album is around 70-80 minutes, pushing the limit of the CD. Which means for every great song there's at least two ambient interludes, Bill Hicks samples, 90s alt comedy bits (Die Eir Von Satan is just menacing music and a menacing voice reading out a weed cookie recipe in german, now that's what I call comedy) that really add nothing to the experience of the album on a casual listen. Being actually able to listen to these songs on their own, and playlist them and pull them apart from the mire is so refreshing and makes experiencing this extremely exhausting band actually pleasant for once. That's not to say ambient interludes and sketches and whatever aren't worth it, I absolutely love that shit and a lot of my favourite albums are absolutely chock full of that sort of thing - just like, don't make me do it every time. Their new album seems to reflect this at least a little bit, with the more overarching themes and arcs of the previous albums replaced by more singular and self-contained long songs interspersed with dedicated 2 minute interlude tracks. The runtime blows out to an hour and a half unrestrained by physical limits but it seems to contain more actual music and less funny than any other Tool album which is a welcome change. I'm still lukewarm on the album itself, it seems to just be a complete rehashing of the ideas on 10,000 Days (to the point of almost note-for-note repetition of some old riffs and themes) which is a bit disappointing considering how long they've apparently been working on it. I'll give it more time because Tool albums always unfold over multiple listens but for now they kind of just sound like the dad-rock version of a once extremely edgy 90s band - which I guess they are now so that makes sense. As for Lateralus, I think it's their best song. The perfect combination of Joe Rogan spirit science woo-woo sacred geometry fibonacci sequence 'open your mind' bullshit and good old fashioned riffs, it's the best of both halves of Tool and great starting point if you've never listened to this band and are interested in becoming insufferable.

Mars For The Rich - King Gizzard And The Lizard Wizard: This album is so good and it's finally converted me to being a full time King Gizz guy so look out for a lot more of that in the future. It's a thrash metal concept album about ecological collapse forcing the rich to flee to mars and the poor to flee to venus where they lose their minds and fly into the fire. I spent a little while the other day obsessing over the insane vocal leap in this absolutely incredible song when he jumps down an 11th on 'mars for the riiiiiiich' somehow effortlessly.

Pattern Walks - Cloud Nothings: The interplay between Cloud Nothings second and third albums is something I think about a lot. Attack On Memory is a visceral experience of depression and living in your own head where Here And Nowhere Else is about being able to finally move past it, and living with it. There's a good quote from the singer on the Genius page for this song where he says "It was almost a response to “Wasted Days” on the last record. It ends with “I thought I would be more than this” over and over and this one ends with “I thought” over a beautiful bit of music which is an easy way to explain the way I was thinking when I was writing this record. I wasn’t as depressed as I was when I was making the last album. Before, I felt like nobody liked the band and I was doing it for three years. I was not in a good place. Now, I had more time to think about why I felt that way. It’s a positive song."

M.E. - Metz: Metz put out a B-sides and rarities album a couple of weeks ago and then they put out this Gary Numan cover on it's own for some reason. It's very very good! I love just putting a generally harder edge on it without taking anything away from the spirit of the original. I also, somehow, didn't realise that Where's Your Head At by Basement Jaxx was a Gary Numan sample until I heard this cover so we're all learning every day.

The Ocean And The Sun - The Sound Of Animals Fighting: Here's what's good: having the last third of your song just be a monotone voice reading from a CrimethInc anarchist zine over swirling guitar ambience. The drums are so good in this, Chris Tsagakis makes me want to muscle through the ska and listen to RX Bandits more, he’s just that good. The extremely crunchy part in the chorus especially, it switches through like three different distortions and sounds absolutely great. I’m a big fan of anyone that can make a very straightforward groove like the main one here really work just by absolutely leaning into it.

Uzbekistan - The Sound Of Animals Fighting: Uzbekistan is the most out-there and wild song on this album which was sort of mostly a way back into post-hardcore for TSOAF after Lover, The Lord Has Left Us.. which was perhaps a little too-out there for most. (seven minute closing track of a guy singing John Cage's Experimental Music essay over formless tabla and mandolin). The drums alone in this are worth it. The way they transition in and out of the super distorted electronic parts is so good. This song fortunately also has a section where someone recites poetry over electronic noise and a second voice whispers 'who holds your strings? wake up..." over the top near the end. I will love and defend dum-dum pretentious music until the day I die.

Gangsta - Tune-Yards: I love Tune-Yards and I'm incredibly interested in the way she interrogates whiteness. It's a complicated thing to get into in this playlist post but when she first turned up, a lot of people assumed she was african american just by the sound of her voice and music - it reaches and pulls from a lot of african music in a very postmodern sort of way and when people found out she was white, straight, cis and from New England it kind of felt like a betrayal for some people. On her 2018 album I Can Feel You Creep Into My Private Life she digs into it a lot in a way that becomes almost uncomfortable for what is ostensibly a pop album. An NPR article about it at the time said "Ever the student, the Smith-educated Garbus, who writes most of Tune-Yards' lyrics, designed an anti-racist curriculum for herself. She attended a six-month anti-racist workshop at the East Bay Meditation Center. She read the work of noted anti-racist educator Tim Wise and explored the activism of Standing Up for Racial Justice, a nationwide, progressive activism network dedicated to "moving white people to act as part of a multi-racial majority.". That's a lot. This song, Gangsta, from her 2011 album when all the hype was fresh feels like a pretty early look into the mindset she'd later fully fledge out of interrogating white identity and cultural appropriation while also participating in it. The lyrics are simple but they get to a simple point, "What's a boy to do if he'll never be a rasta?" is basically making the same point as Ras Trent by The Lonely Island except it's asking where else does Ras Trent fit? Can a white guy participate in anything like that in a way that's not cultural appropriation, and how can a culture like that participate in the larger world without being appropriated? It's 2013 tumblr discourse but it's still churning for a reason I suppose.

Ante Up (feat. Busta Rhymes, Teflon & Remi Martin) - M.O.P: An all time great Violence Song, in the same genre as Knuck If Ya Buck and X Gon Give It To Ya. Opening with "'this shit feel like a whole entire world collapsed" is such an insane way to open a song but the absolute whirlwind of threats that follows makes it feel warranted. "Fuck hip-hop, rip pockets, snatch jewels" is sooo good. I don't even care about this song I am just straight up robbing you. The absolute power in the rhythm of the overlapping getemGETEMgetem hitemHITEMhitem part is just so, so strong. It's like a VR experience of being fucking robbed.

Awake (feat. JPEGMAFIA) - Tkay Maidza: It seems like Tkay is finally nailing down her sound and she’s absolutely killing it. She’s been through a few different styles since she started out and now she’s really hit on something that’s very distinctly her with this and her other new song Flexin and I cannot wait for the album.

Big Head - Ms. Jade: Ms Jade had one album in 2002 and then basically disappeared which is a shame because she's got a very interesting approach. The star of the show is as usual, Timbaland. The man is a singular voice somehow making the tabla and a wikiwiki noise his signature sound. I love the drone of the raps interspersed with the vocal spikes and I love the chorus as the gospel vocals surge up from underneath. This whole song is just completely bizzare in its construction in a way that works perfectly and feels strangely.

Titanium 2 Step - Battles: Battles are finally back and I’m fucking bouncing off the walls. They’re a two piece now and it does not seem to have slowed them down at all which is very exciting. I can’t think of any band that has ever continued with only half of their original members and also moved forward radically every time. Everything about this song is great: the super strength drums, the hypercolour guitar and the vocals that are just screaming absolutely whatever you like whenever you like. It feels closest to Ice Cream, and Gloss Drop in general more than La Di Da Di but i’m so excited to see how the new album sounds - and how they adapt their old material live now that there’s only two of them.

Dancing Is The Best Revenge - !!!: I’ve never actively listened to !!! for no good reason, but plenty of times in my life I’ve heard a song playing and been like damn what the FUCK is THIS?! and it always turns out to be !!!. This is yet another example.

Skitzo Dancer (Justice Remix) - Scenario Rock: The first clap in this is one of the best sounds ever. Right after 'so you think you've seen and heard it all' everything drops out of the mix for this one very comedy clap and it makes me smile every time. The rhythm of the Disco!... Disco! Disco! part near the end is one of those things that's just always playing in the back of my mind, which as far as constant reminders go it's not the worst. I've also over the last week or so been a big fan of this 11 year old youtube video I found of some guy covering the bass on this song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0DLAUaV3f8

16:56 - Danger: Danger had a new album this year that I don't think I gave enough attention to because I relistened and it's very good. He spends the majority of it refining his original sound but it's such a distinct and original niche that it works out great. The songs are so densely layered and frankly just sound so beautiful! Which is a strange thing to say about 80s inspired electro but it just does. The strings and timpani in this about halfway through are just a gift as well, I love it.

Also Sprach Zarathustra - Deodato: As part of my ‘thinking about Elvis’ I was looking up a live album of his called Aloha From Hawaii Via Sattelite which has a very good cover which doubles as an illustration of how my proposed international peacekeeping satellite will function, projecting an immense Elvis themed blanket of darkness over ‘troublemaker’ regions to immerse them in an eternal freezing night until they’ve settled down. Anyway his entrance music for this this concert in Hawaii is Also Sprach Zarathustra, which is a very very funny thing to do and I think gives an appropriate measure of his status at the time. When I told my girlfriend about this she directed me to this bonkers jazz funk version of it by Deodato which deservingly won a grammy in 1974 for Best Pop Instrumental Performance.

Hollywood Forever Cemetary Sings - Father John Misty: I’ve resisted listening to Father John Misty for a long time because he just seems like a real asshole. A big brain man genius that saw what Lana Del Rey was doing and thought “what if.. me?”. But I can’t deny this song, it’s absolutely magical and as far as songs about fucking in a cemetery go it’s definitely one of the most singable.

Remember / Medicine Man - Yma Sumac: In reading about the Hollywood Forever Cemetery and who was buried there, I learned about Yma Sumac. Yma Sumac was a Peruvian soprano with one of the most incredible voices I've ever heard who was an absolutely huge deal in the 50s when Americans were clamouring for the exotic, real or imagined. She made extremely good mambo music and claimed to be descended from the last Incan emperor. Her popularity faded after the 50s and then for an unknown reson in 1971, ten years since her last album, she made this rock album. It is insane. It's the best example of 'voice as an instrument' that I've ever heard. She is making every kind of sound possible with a human voice and her range seems completely limitless. She's just as comfortable in a piercingly high whistle register as she is in deep guttural growls. About 2 minutes into Remember she just straight up jumps four octaves in a row just to flex. She also sings in a way in the second verse of Medicine Man that I've never heard before that sounds like she's blowing out her cheeks and then singing with her mouth almost closed. It's absolutey bizzare and I love it so much.

This Thing - King Gizzard And The Lizard Wizard: Listening to the other album that King Gizzard put out this year is really making me appreciate how much of 180 Infest The Rats Nest was for them. This album is basically a Black Keys album of groovy fun songs about fishing for fishies with fantastic harmonica work and it makes it look even more like they just snapped when they did the next one.

The Warrior (feat. Patty Smyth) - Scandal: I've been very passively watching GLOW since the second half of season 2 and now I'm very passively watching season 3 and this song was the opening credits theme for the first episode. It fucking rocks I don't know why they don't just make it the theme song all the time. This sort of 80s hard-rock pop is very good when it's good and extremely bad when it's bad and I wonder if we'll ever see any sort of revival of it once 80s nostalgia nostalgia takes hold in 2030. Being a singer named Patty Smyth is very funny also. She's billed as a feature even though she was in the band because she left to try a solo career as soon as it was released, possibly even before. She is also John McEnroe's wife I just found out. What a life.

A Girl Called Johnny - The Waterboys: I found this song because I was googling to see if it's possibly to get a random album from spotify and instead foumd a guy on rateyourmusic who was generating random rym album pages and then listening to whatever came up if it was on spotify - which seems just as good. This was one of the albums he talked about and he seemed to like it so I listened and I did as well. Sometimes the best way to find new music is throw dice on the internet and see what comes up.

New Year's Eve - City Calm Down: The new City Calm Down is one hundred percent great and I have such admiration for them for making a complete left turn with their sound and sounding like a completely different band since their last album but being equally as great in both forms. It's very inspiring and it's also the second song of the month I've heard for the first time while walking around Richmond that's mentioned Richmond. Very spooky.

Cruel Summer - Taylor Swift: It's fucked up how good Lover is when ME! and You Need To Calm Down were so bad. It feels like they changed direction at the last minute and changed the tracklist dramatically because those two songs seem sort of wildly out of place, along with London Boy. It's so uneven it's basically two albums in one but when it's good it's extremely good. This song is fucking powerful. The way she straight up screams "he looks so pretty like a devil"? Amazing. What a crazy thing to shout. If you're interested I also resequenced Lover and took London Boy off it and it's a far better album in my opinion https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3LN1uAhp8BS8Ms4bgmHiVP

Kelly - Van She: I have no idea why but this is in the opening paragraph of Van She's wiki page: "Their label introduced them as a "new band from Sydney fresh on ideas, fresher than Flavor Flav, fresh like coriander, fresher than the Fresh Prince, fresher than fresh eggs."[2] Despite these claims, the band began with a sound very much rooted in the 1980s, heavy on synthesizer." which really makes me laugh. Van She had a very specific mid-2000s indietronica thing going that was really good as this song proves but they also did a bunch of remixes under the name Van She Tech that are very out there and completely different to the main band. Their remix of UFO by Sneaky Sound System I'm sure I've yelled about in these posts before, it's absolutely phenomenal. Anyway I guess what I'm saying is get you a band that can do both.

Shadow - Wild Nothing: Somehow I missed Wild Nothing back when they were a big thing and only listened to them this month. I listened to this whole album while I was doing housework and when it finished I though 'that was nice' and could not remember a single thing about it. That's the beauty of shoegaze! I had to listen to it about five more times for it to stick and now I'm getting more and more out of it every time, I love it.

Heaven's On Fire - The Radio Dept.: Years ago when I was having a major 'depressive episode' for about a fucking year I listened to this album Constantly and as a result for a very long time I couldn't listen to it without inviting megawatts of bad vibes back into my brain. Thankfully through hard work and time passing it appears I've fully healed my assosciations with this album which is fantastic news because it is delightful start to finish and worth getting obsessed with again.

Crystalised - The xx: It's nice to see news articles posted almost every day about which albums are turning ten years old. It makes me feel one million years old and viewing the world from a television in my hermit's cave. It feels hard to overstate just how much quiet influence the xx have had over the music landscape since 2009. Without The xx we don't have Royals and without Royals we don't have You Need To Calm Down, so. Something beautiful of theirs that I think is sad hasn't caught on in the intervening years is the idea of writing romantic duets when duets had been out of fashion for so long. They wrote a whole album of them and continue to! There's a beautiful contextual depth to it, in that it's two queer people singing not exactly to each other but with each other. In an interview they've called it 'singing past each other' which is a very nice way to put it.

Aspirin - Tropical Fuck Storm: I really appreciate the continual development of the guitars in Tropical Fuck Storm where they sound so pencil-necked and reedy in these angular little melodies and then sometimes explode into thick cacophanous howls, but what's especially good is in songs like this when they don't explode and instead just sort of sprout tendrils and crawl around each other. They're really drilling down on a very singular and very unsettling sound and I really love it. It is also a very interesting feeling to be walking around Richmond listening to this album for the first time and having him mention Richmond. Spooky even.

Pasta - Angie McMahon: "My bedroom is a disaster / my dog has got kidney failure" is an all-time great opening lyric for me. I love the way this song kicks up from the doldrums, like forcing yourself to do something just so you've done something today. Angie McMahon is so great and I'm getting more and more out of her album every time.

If I Had A Hammer - Johnny Cash and June Carter Cash: The way this song is performed here is so fucking cool. The guitar tone, June's voice and the general energy of it is just absolutely electric. It feels like Highway 61 Bob Dylan where it's still folk but it's got this massive power in it. The solo fucking rips in that very old fashioned way and when it finishes and that riff comes back in by itself it's just great.

Elvis Presley Blues - Gillian Welch: I was thinking about this song because I too was thinking about Elvis. I thought for a long time that the lyrics to this were ‘didn’t he die?’ and not ‘day that he died’ and I think I prefer mine more. Idly thinking about Elvis like “whatever happened to that guy? Must be old now. Wait, didn't he die? No way to know I suppose.”

Everything Is Free - Sylvan Esso: Rolling Stone had a very good article and interview about how this song about napster has had a resurgence and remained relevant through the streaming era which is a very good read. I love the original and really this version is very similar except for the one key difference where they really dig into the anger and frustration at the heart of it in the 'fucking sing it yourself' line. https://www.rollingstone.com/music/music-features/gillian-welch-everything-is-free-courtney-barnett-father-john-misty-725135/

It's Nice To Have A Friend - Taylor Swift: This is the strangest song on Lover and one of the best, I absolutely love it. It's a very old fashioned kind of Taylor Swift Love Story type song but it also has a a fucking trumpet reveille in the middle, so that really spices it up a bit. I also keep accidentally listening to this backwards - there's a few phrases like when she sings 'it's nice to have a friend' where the 'friend' lands on the offbeat but is accented like it should be ON the beat and because of the way the music is in this where it's just the steady pulse it's hard to tell whether the chime is supposed to be on the beat or on the offbeat. It feels like it sort of slides back and forth throughout the song depending on what everything else is doing around it. I don't know if that's intentional or not but it's a very interesting effect. This song is also, in my estimation, about a woman and is detailing a fantasy Taylor Swift is having where she can come out to the world with no fuss and enjoy a simple fairytale love story as a gay woman.

Psalm 42 / Chant For Pentecost - The Trees Community: I have a mental list of albums I google every few months to see if they've been added to streaming and by the grace of god one of them finally has been. Years ago I used to listen to this almost every night to fall asleep and I think it brainwashed me slightly in a delightful way, and now I finally have it back again! This is proper hippie music: a bunch of long haired new york christians who drove around the country in the early 70s in a school bus playing their elaborate and beautiful music for anyone who wanted to hear it. The multilayered, multi-movement construction of these songs is completely entrancing to me. It's not a hollow beauty, but one that brings new meaning to old words in the way they stretch and snap and waver throughout the song, moving past each other and through each other as it moves forward. I absolutey love it. Chant For Pentecost is a good illustration of the other side of them, a short song that starts sweet and turns almost maniacal. There's a wild-eyed feeling to the harmonies and the way this melody sits on a single tone for such long stretches before the frankly scary conclusion.

In My Father's House / Working On The Building - Elvis Presley: The backing vocals in these, and especially the bass vocals are so incredible. The way they work in the second verse of Working On The Building is so great, Elvis is the lead vocal but the middle harmony and somehow it just works perfectly. The harmonies is In My Father's House are amazing. The bass solo is mind blowing and the part about halfway through where Elvis swallows the mic and says "jesus died upon the cross [VRRMER] sorrow" is very funny. It's got it all.

The Greatest - Lana Del Rey: Norman Fucking Rockwell is an absolute masterpiece and this is the best song on it. Lana has always had a knack for this apocalyptic feeling but this is a whole other level. https://www.stereogum.com/2056565/lana-del-rey-norman-fucking-rockwell-review/franchises/premature-evaluation/ The Stereogum writeup for this album was really great, and really nailed my opinion of her whole character thing as well, but he described this song as her version of that video that Ted Turner commissioned for CNN to play at the end of the world and it's really a perfect description. The part at the end where she says 'Kanye West is blonde and gone' is so chilling to me. Like Kanye losing the plot makes sense because he's only a few months ahead of the rest of us. He’s been a thought and culture leader for so long and it only makes sense that he’s spun off into space in these last days before it all wraps up.

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studio 6:34 pm

"So she agreed?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, she had no other choice." Roger nodded while setting the drums up.

"Well, fingers crossed he won't do anything until the conference. It's the day after tomorrow." Brian said while taking a sip of his tea.

"I know right Brian. If he does though? He will definitely say that Y/N cheated on me. This is how it will be presented at the press. He will definitely hide himself, won't he? All he wants to do, is embarrass her." Roger said in despair.

"He will hide himself. He's not that stupid to expose himself. But he's the one who will sell the tape. Suspicions will go to him anyways..." Brian thought.

"I bet he knows some guys there. Or else he'd be already exposed." Roger grabbed the drums sticks, playing with them nervously.

Suddenly, Deaky came inside the lounge. He was carrying some papers. New song.

"Are you talking about y/n or the new single?" He asked.

"Y/N's issue is more interesting than the upcoming album. You know we hate disco." Brian explained.

"I understand that y/n's and Roger's life will be at risk for sometime but it will be forgotten. However, according to the new album, it's a new vibe Freddie and I wanted to invest in. It's fifty fifty so disco gets in and you have no other choice but play." Deaky smiled and gave them the score and the lyrics of Backchat.

"What the hell is this, are you dissing me?" Brian asked after reading the lyrics.

"That's your idea." Roger mocked him while smoking and Brian looked at both of them annoyed.

"John come on, you don't really mean all this, do you?" Brian asked confused. Deaky raised his eyebrow. "Damn you John. I'm forced to play your diss track about me? And I have a guitar solo?" He acted insanely.

"I'm sorry Brian, we are a band. We should start playing it." Deaky smiled.

"Fine, I won't use my red special. Neither at the future music video." The three of them stood up. "But where's Freddie?" He asked.

"He is outside, talking on the phone." Deaky said pointing at the exit.

"I'll go tell him we're starting." Roger said and exited the lounge room.

Accidentally Roger, misheard Freddie's conversation with a press guy. Possibly, a photographer. Roger had to eavesdrop. The issue seemed familiar with his personal life.

"He sold an uncensored video? To whom?" He asked shocked. Roger knew it was over. "At your company? Today?" Freddie sounded upset. "Fuck..." He groaned. "How am I supposed to tell him? Did he give any personal details of him?" Roger had to step in. He wanted to know.

"Freddie who are you talking to?" He asked furious. Freddie made him the hang on a minute gesture.

"Do we have much time left? Until the day after tomorrow?" He asked. "Hmm... I see. I have a recording now. We'll talk again, darling. Thanks for letting me know." Freddie hang up the phone, facing Roger.

"Who was it?" Roger asked. "I'm not playing games Freddie." He turned red.

"Wow darling, relax. It was a friend of mine, who works at the press magazines. There was Derek at his office a quarter ago, giving a tape and saying that there's Roger Taylor's girlfriend in there." Freddie had to say the truth, what he was exactly been told.

"Fucking fuck..." Roger moaned, pulling his hair.

"My friend unfortunately wasn't alone at the time he received it, but with a paparazzi, editing the photos for tomorrow's issue. Which means..." He moved his head disappointed.

"They saw the video oh my god. My baby's out there getting watched. I can't stand the idea of her-" Roger covered his head and Freddie pulled him closer.

"Hey darling it's okay, it's okay... He'll try to delay it. The good thing is, he didn't give personal informations. Which means you can invade, saying it was you." He tried to calmed him down but it wouldn't help.

"How much?" Roger asked furious. "How much did he sell it?" He was afraid.

"He sold the tape a hundred thousand, saying it will be the scandal of the year. The drummer's girlfriend with a guy." Freddie said.

"My future fiance doesn't deserve to be sold like a whore around the world." Roger tightened his fists.

"Fiance?" Fred asked eager.

"I want to marry her in the near future. But I want to be engaged at first. I kind of mentioned it during our morning fight but the words flew like the wind. She probably doesn't want to get married." Roger stared at the ground.

"Rog, are you serious? She is dying for it. You have no idea how many times she's told me that." Freddie eagerly said, waiting to walk the church's stairs soon.

"Fine. I'll find a way to propose to her. I hope we won't fight again. We literally didn't see each other yesterday for an entire day. She was mad at me, nonetheless, you know.. I was at her place by midnight and she wasn't mad at me anymore. You get it?" Roger giggled.

"That girl has such a fierce temperament. Tell me it happened the way she likes it at least. Make my pal satisfied." Freddie jokes and Roger wanted to be honest with him.

"What has she told you? She never really told me how she likes it." Roger tried to recall if you ever told him about it.

"Oh darling she looks so innocent at the outside but she's so wild at the bedroom. Hasn't she told you she likes it rough?" Freddie whispered.

"Jesus Fred, we're talking about my girl."Roger's eyes got wide. "Yeah it was rough." He coughed, trying to hide the clear sentence.

"Guys what are you doing so long? It's been ages! We have the diss track ready!" John yelled from the studio.

"On our way!" Freddie yelled back and they both walked towards the studio room. "That's my favourite couple, working hard. But I can't accept the fact you fought again this morning." He teased Roger and everyone was finally at their position.

Time passed fast until the recording was done for today and the boys were about to leave the studio.

"Wanna catch up at the pub two blocks from here?" Brian asked. "I can't believe I played for a diss track about me. I need to forget it." He added and everyone in the room laughed.

"Sure, let's do this." John agreed.

"Yes darlings, count me in." Fred said too. "Roger?" He asked. The blonde, was thinking it for a long before answering.

"Not this time... I have to go over y/n's, it's hard now. I will join you another time." He eventually refused but the boys could show compassion.

Roger drove over your apartment. He saw the lights turned off, which caused him wonder if you left. He used the elevator to reach the forth floor and finally he was standing in front of your door, knocking it patiently. You opened the door a minute later, with your eyes almost closed. However, you knew it would be Roger because that's the usual time he comes home. Home. You don't live together yet, but he's always at your place. It was 11 pm, you were so tired to stay awake and wait for him.

"Hey, come in..." You said while yawning.

"I'm sorry I had to wake you up. My keys for your home are at mine's." He apologised and closed the door for you. He didn't forget to kiss you.

He followed you to your bedroom, you instantly laid yourself back in your bed, waiting for your man to lay too. He removed his clothes, staying at his boxer.

"I missed you." He said when he made himself comfortable at your bed.

"Missed you too..." You said while trying to get your sleep back.

"What time did you fall asleep?" He asked and placed his one hand behind his head, staring at the ceiling.

"An hour ago. It was exhausting today. He got me running like a fool outside the company. I believe he did that on purpose." You were saying without being easily understood, since your mouth was placed at the pillow. However, he could clearly hear you because he was focusing on your voice.

"If he fires you, I'll take care of you. I want to get engaged with you." He suddenly said and your head popped up from the pillows like a pop corn.

"Are you serious?" You asked losing your sleep. "A- are you doing it on purpose?" You asked.

"Of course not. I just don't want to call you a girlfriend anymore. I want you to be my fiance. And later my wife." He smiled at you, you felt the butterflies in your stomach making a huge party.

"Oh my God baby, I love you so much... That's wonderful of you to say!" You teared a bit and he hugged you.

"I love you too and everything we're going through is just temporary. Focus on our future happiness love." He kissed you and both got the spoon position, as usual, you were the little spoon. "I bloody love you. I don't even know what I'd do without you." He confessed to your ear.

"Probably sleeping with chicks, like I would do too." You cynically said.

"Ay babe, you don't want to start this, do you?" He teased you.

"No I don't, because I'm sleepy..." you yawned and he kissed your neck gently.

"It's dark and I can still see some marks from last night. Better cover them for tomorrow." he said while looking at your neck.

"I've been knew Roger. They were there since last night. Goodnight..." You covered yourself with the mattress, dreaming the day he'd propose you.

the next day

You woke up by the sound of your phone ringing at the living room. It wasn't even eight yet... You were scared or tried to stay calm thinking it would be Freddie asking for Roger, who was sleeping next to you with his leg crossing yours and his hand wrapped around your chest. You had to move him without giving any shit if he'd be awaken.

"Shit Roger, I have to pick it up." You made fast moves and he woke up. You looked at him, staring at you with terror, like he knew what the phone call was about. He got out of the bed, following you outside. "Yeah, don't follow me around like I'm a poodle." You told him when he stood behind you.

"Well I need to know who's on your phone." he frantically said, totally awakened by now.

"Don't get paranoid, Rog..." you said. "It must be Fred, asking for you." you tried to joke yourself too.

"Fine, just pick it up!" He said annoyed and you finally did it.

"Hello?" You answered. "Good morning Freddie. You want Roger?" You asked Fred while looking at your boyfriend.

"Y/N the sex tape is leaked. The press knows everything but the guy. Derek couldn't say it was him or anybody else. Just... Just calm down okay?" His voice was trembling and so were your legs. You locked eyes with Roger who was staring at you with his eyes wide opened.

"Oh my fucking God..." You murmured and you covered your mouth with your hands. Roger came closer to you, knowing exactly what the phone call was for.

"Y/N it will be over, our conference is tomorrow, we'll cover it!" Freddie tried to reassured you.

"How the hell can you cover a video which is out to the public right now? My life is fucking ruined right now! I won't go at my work today! You know why? Because I'm fucking fired! They warned me, no more photos of me at the magazines or I am fired! Now not only are there pictures of me out there but a video of a drunk y/n, getting fucked!" You screamed at the mic, in which Fred could excellently hear you crying. Roger grabbed the phone from your hands.

"Fred I will be late today or not even come there. Okay? Bye." Roger hang up and held you in his arms while the tears were streaming down your face. You both sat at the floor, he was holding you so tight, trying to take away a little of your sadness. "Just let it out baby... Cry..." He caressed your cheeks and moving hair tufts behind your ears.

"This is all so fucked up Roger..." You said while crying your heart out.

"I know it is, just cry as long as you want... I understand and I won't leave you today if you want to." he said with his rhaspy and gentle voice, while holding you inside his arms, with no any gap between you. "I love you." He whispered in your ear and you shivered.

"I won't leave this house until it's over..." you looked at him and he whipped your tears.

"No, you can leave the house, paps will meet you out there and I'll be more than satisfied if you raise them a middle finger." He encouraged you, trying to make you laugh a bit.

"I already ruined your public figure, what are you talking about?" You said insecure.

"I want a cutie pie between family and friends, a savage out there and a bad girl with me." he teased you and you finally smiled. "Fucking ignore them Y/N please... I promise you it will be forgotten." he promised to you and you really wanted to believe him.

"What about tomorrow?" You asked.

"They'll prefer making questions about the tape instead of our upcoming album trust me. I'll take care of it." you both nodded your heads and just stayed there for like an hour, hugging, waiting for you to calm down.

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{ v ;; the princess and the moon.

If Prince knew he was going to behave the way that he was, he would have gone home. And it really wasn’t until he got to Luna’s and crawled into her bed that he discovered he was cracking. His intention coming here had been to argue with Luna so she would be just as irritated as him so he could take his frustrations out by having angry sex. His plans were shot to the dark when he arrived and she was in the shower, which really would have been no dealbreaker for him only for the fact that she had locked the bathroom door behind her. This meant he was forced to wait for her and in a way forced to face what had just happened. It was so fucking weird for Prince, the lump in his throat, the burning behind his eyes and the heaviness in his chest as he tried to fight off this feeling. He wanted to blame it on being overtired or just so confused he couldn’t help himself. It didn’t matter why or when it started happening, what mattered is that it was happening. He was fucking crying. He draped his arm over his eyes, cursing as the realisation hit him. Maybe he should leave before Luna– “Prince?” Shit. He cursed out loud. Prince felt the bed dip as Luna crawled in beside him, pulling the covers up over both of them to bring them into darkness. Prince wondered if she did that because she knew how humiliated he would feel about how emotional he was, or if it was her way to make him feel safe from anything else. Either one made him feel a little better. He let out a deep breath, followed by another and another as he tried to calm himself down. “Fuck Luna, this isn’t supposed to happen to me.” He breathed, not removing his arm from his eyes until her hands pried it anyway, forcing him to look at her. He was grateful when she didn’t speak, her hands going to wipe under his eyes. It felt intimate, like he had let her all the way in for her to be able to see him like this. She’d known that Prince’s mother had recently come into his life looking for refuge but he had made it very clearly he didn’t want a relationship with her. He’d agreed to sort her out with money and drugs, and somewhere to stay just for the sake of getting her out of his life. He didn’t think it would make him feel like _this. _He wasn’t crying for very long but it was enough to tear-stain his cheeks, those of which Luna grazed her lips upon, gently and tenderly to calm him down. Prince wrapped his hands around her wrists where her hands rested against either side of his face. He pulled her in closer to him and kissed her, sort of embarrassed about the taste of saline from his tears. He didn’t want to talk about it and he appreciated Luna not pushing the issue. Now, Prince was somewhat grateful that Luna hadn’t been there when he arrived because the fighting and angsty sex wasn’t something he needed. He didn’t want to upset Luna for his own sake, not this time. What he needed was this; having her kiss his pain away and cradle him in silence as she wiped his tears away. He didn’t plan on talking about what happened to make him feel like such an idiot. She already knew he was crying about his mum and that’s all he needed her to know for her be there for him.

{ v ;; no reason.

Jason wrapped a hand around Iola’s squeezing tightly. He beamed brightly when she turned to look at him with a smile that just honestly made his heart flutter. It had been years but Jason still couldn’t understand how he had managed to land someone so beautiful. Even now that they had their little family and life was set for them, he caught himself trying to comprehend the reasoning behind her devotion to him. He leaned in to kiss her but was interrupted when the sudden sound of her two brothers came up on the speaker. He furrowed his eyebrows and looked across the room to see them standing on the make-shift stage in front of the band. They talked about how happy they were for Iola and Jason, of course not missing their opportunity to make a joke about how long Iola had waited for this, before they went on to say their families had put together a little surprise for them. He frowned when he noticed them say ‘their’ families, looking across the room to see his brother and sister both smiling at him. They’d actually gotten involved in something? He couldn’t believe it. He re-focused on Iola’s brothers when they started setting up the screen and a projector. Jason could predict what was coming and he let out a chuckle, pulling Iola into his chest. The lights dimmed and the distant sound of a ‘What a Wonderful World’ became louder. The projector flickered to life and Jason was amazed when pictures of him as a child came up, followed by pictures of her which caused him to laugh and also receive a slap on the shoulder. He pursed his lips together when Michael talked about Iola as a child followed by the statement one of his siblings had provided to talk about Jason as a kid, too. Azriel compared Iola and Jason as kids to Freddie, to which clips of them with their son flashed onto the screen, the sound of the music quietening in favour of Freddie’s giggle which warmed Jason’s heart and also caused his eyes to water. Michael changed the topic to Iola as a teenager, specifically when she was sixteen and first met Jason. The first ever photo of them popped up in the slide and Jason had to laugh. He looked so uncomfortable likely due to the nerves he continued to feel around her for months and months into their relationship and it showed in the picture. She was grinning widely while he pressed a tentative kiss to her cheek. ‘Can’t Help Falling In Love’ started playing and Jason could feel a tear fall down his cheek as more images and video clips of them played on the screen from their thirteen years together. He kissed her temple softly, laughing with content as she recalled their best memories from the photos. “I haven’t noticed _half _the times people have taken videos of us dancing in the kitchen.” Jason murmured to his now-wife. Laughter erupted from the entire crowd when a video of Jason singing to some Lionel Richie song in his underwear with the sound of Iola laughing behind the camera as he serenaded her. The camera turned around into selfie mode as Iola kissed Jason despite how she was ruining his run-up to the final verse and the two couldn’t stop smiling against each other’s lips. Jason watched the two on the screen and almost forgot that it was themselves only for the fact that he could see the love he still felt for her radiating from the screen. Jason was as good as sobbing by the time the clip came to an end and he knew Iola hadn’t noticed until she turned around to kiss him and she realised what a big teary mess he’d become. He laughed pathetically when she cooed at him, her thumbs brushing under his eyes to wipe his tears away. He kissed her to distract him from how emotional he’d become, despite how she still dabbed at his face to dry him up. They pulled away and he beamed. “I fucking love you, honey.” He mumbled, slightly embarrassed at the applause they got from their friends and family.

{ v ;; katie and leo.

Katie let out a long groan when Leo disappeared into the bathroom. Why did she have to have a crush on the world’s literal fittest male? And why did he have to know the perfect way to rile her up and tease her? Sure, she knew it was payback for the way she acted at the party but it still just didn’t seem fair to her. He hadn’t even made out with her. How was that fair? She was pouting when he returned, dressed now and fully dry bar his hair. He still looked majorly fit and she wanted nothing more than to jump his bones. When he fell into the bed beside her, she tried to convince him to let her do just that. She rolled over so she was propped up on her elbow, hovering slightly over him. She ran a manicured nail up his arm til she reached his neck, wrapping her hand around to the base where she trailed her fingers through her hair. She pouted her lips. “C’mon, Leo you’ve made your point. I shouldn’t have teased you last week and you shouldn’t tease me now. Can we please just–” And she let out a curse when he rolled off the bed and away from her. It was killing her that he was doing this to her but she wasn’t going to get irritated and storm off like she really wanted to. Katie rolled her eyes when he acted innocent, asking if she wanted a snack. She didn’t but she chose to follow him downstairs anyway. Staying in his room, surrounded by the smell of his cologne and the memory of him pinning her down moments ago was honestly going to drive her to insanity. When they walked into her kitchen, she beamed at the sight of Luna, who seemed a little surprised to see Katie. Aside from her dad and Leo, Luna was her favourite person in the world. “Hey Luna!” She greeted eagerly. Her smile faltered slightly when she noticed what Luna was doing. On the kitchen table in front of her there was a bunch of photographs. Katie sat down slowly, next to Luna, and picked up one picture. In it, Luna and Katie’s mum had their arms wrapped around each other, looking like they were dancing on the beach. The next picture was pretty similar except they both had a bottle of wine to their lips in it. Katie chuckled, the noise a little sad. “She’s so pretty.” She thought out loud. She noticed a pile of polaroid pictures on the table looked to Luna for approval to poke through them to which Luna encouraged. One of the images Katie picked up was a black-and-white still of her mother sitting on a counter, laughing as she sprayed perfume. It was totally posed but Katie still thought her mum looked beautiful in it. Katie felt her eyes water but took no notice until Luna took her hand. “I’m sorry.” Katie mumbled, laughing pathetically at herself. She pulled herself together and asked Luna if she could steal the black-and-white image before her and Leo gathered all they came down for and returned to his room. Their teasing from earlier disappeared when Leo wrapped his arms around Katie to make sure she was okay. It was nice of him but it also completely set her off. Tears streamed down her cheeks and just like she had done downstairs, she tried to laugh it off. “Sorry, oh my god, I don’t even know where this is coming from.” Katie saw photos of her mum all the time, she always talked about her with her dad. She didn’t know why seeing Luna go through those photographs was triggering her so much. She cursed as she wiped at her cheeks. She paused when Leo’s hands wrapped around hers, replacing them with his to softly wipe under her eyes, telling her she didn’t need to apologise just for crying. The vibe was so completely different from the flirting they’d done ten minutes previously when she practically nearly begged him to fuck her. Now, he was being gentle and so sweet with her. She looked up at him through wet eyelashes and sniffled. “Thank you.” She mumbled, snaking her arms around his waist and resting her head against his chest. Would it be too much to guilt him into changing his mind about having sex with her now?

{ v ;; july 17th.

Zayn let out a heavy sigh when he entered the bedroom. Ari was still asleep, or so he thought. He settled into the bed and just as he shut his eyes to attempt some hours, she spoke. “Z, where have you been?” She sounded sad and Zayn’s chest felt heavy. He turned around in the bed to face his wife. He smiled, both sad and soft, at her. He brought a hand up to rest against her cheek, his thumb softly brushing back and forth on her face. “I didn’t want to wake you, guess I didn’t even, like, think you’d notice I was gone all night.” He shrugged, his smile fading now. He could tell by her face that she had thought the worst from whenever she noticed he wasn’t home. Maybe she thought he’d gone out to score some coke, or she’d assumed he was out cheating. He hoped he was wrong that she was distrusting of his absence. He wondered momentarily if the news he had would from here on out rid her of her paranoia when he wasn’t around. “C’mere.” He mumbled, bringing his hand down to wrap around her waist now so he could pull her closer to him. He kissed her, once she was pressed up against him. Her touch was soothing, having her in his arms was soothing. It helped, somewhat. He sighed and pulled away, tucking his face into the crook of her neck, now. With his eyes closed, memories of the night flooded into his mind and he struggled to take deep breaths. He could feel his eyes welling up and he wasn’t even sure why or where all of the emotion came from. Part of him felt like he was to blame because he hadn’t been in touch in so long, despite how his rational side knew otherwise. Another part of him knew it was the exhaustion on top of all the weight that had been placed on his shoulders from having been the one called in to the hospital. Zayn avoided thinking about the real reason he was crying, feeling selfish for thinking ‘what if that was me?’ after what had happened. He cursed quietly as he felt his body betray him, and the tears flowed. “Zayn are you–” she pulled back and he let her look at him, let her see him cry. “Why are you crying?” And he laughed then, not because he was amused or anything was funny but the complete opposite. It was so unfunny that he just had to laugh. He should have seen this coming and he was sure Ari _had _seen it coming. His features softened when he felt both of Ari’s hands place on either side of his face as her thumbs brushed away the tears and she dried his cheeks. Her lips grazed his forehead and he sighed, grateful to have her here to wipe his eyes. It made him feel less pathetic for crying. “It’s Ant. He– uh, he died last night.” He shrugged his shoulders, sniffling slightly. “I mean, yeah it’s sad and everything but we saw it coming, didn’t we? Like, the surprising thing was him not being dead. I don’t–” He paused. Could he carry on? He looked up, his wet eyes meeting those of his wife and he knew he could trust her with what he was feeling. “I don’t think I’m crying because he’s dead.” Zayn confessed, feeling guilty. “I had to, like, tell his family, yeah? And, honestly, I couldn’t stop thinking about, like, you and the kids. If Ant had got what he wanted years ago, that might have been me.” He shook his head. Ari eased his tension when her lips brushed his cheeks where tears had long stopped falling down. He didn’t want to talk anymore so he shifted to kiss her, not feeling as tired as he had ten minutes ago.

{ v ;; what if.

** **Ashton laughed, sour and miserable as he shook his head. “I have no fucking idea why I’m crying.” He sighed and sat back, trying to look upwards as if that would stop the tears streaming down his cheeks. He was so humiliated to be sat here in front of Ari, who he did truly love, and to be crying about the breakdown of his marriage. Ashton loved Lexi but he hadn’t expected he would ever be this upset if the relationship fell apart. Though, part of him knew hew was just devastated because of how it happened. Ashton was never anybody’s first choice, not even his wives. He cursed. “Maybe it’s because my star sign is Cancer.” He attempted to joke and he was grateful when Ari reached a hand out to pull him back. He leaned forward then, still mortified about his emotions. Her hands were soft, when her palms lay flat on either of his cheeks. She wiped at his saline-soaked face. It helped. He looked straight at her, for the first time since she’d walked into the apartment. Their eyes met and Ashton felt uncomfortable at how intimate it felt– her wiping his tears because his wife had cheated on him. It felt hypocritical considering how often Ashton had encouraged Ari to do exactly that. He sighed. “Maybe it’s just karma, maybe I asked for this–” But Ari cut him off, her hands still on either side of his as she maintained the strong eye contact. “You don’t deserve this, Ashton.” She spoke and he felt his breath hitch in his throat. They both went silent then. Ashton’s gaze flickered from her eyes to her lips and he wavered before leaning in. He paused, again, but she didn’t pull back so he broke the distance and crushed their lips together. It was a tension-fuelled moment. They both knew he was doing it to make himself feel better, and she was kissing back because she felt sorry for him. Neither would admit it. Ari stopped dabbing at his cheeks as her hands went around to the nape of his neck, gripping comfortably at his curls. Ashton leaned even closer so his arms were wrapping around her waist. He curled his hands under her thighs and easily lifted her so her legs were wrapping around her waist. That made it awkward when she pulled away from the kiss. Their lips were no longer in contact but he was still carrying her. His eyes searched hers and it seemed as if they both contemplated their guilt-ridden reasons for doing this and both simultaneously decided not to think about the guilt for now as their lips came crashing together again. Ashton was glad Ari didn’t change her mind; he would much prefer they do this rather than she wipe his tears away as he sobbed pathetically. Tomorrow he could cry about losing his wife and for re-risking his friendship with Ari by crawling into bed with her. Now, he was going to enjoy himself.

🤝 Hold my muse’s hand

{ v ;; the princess and the moon.

** **Prince rolled his eyes when Luna hopped up onto the end of the trolley. He really hadn’t wanted to come to the shops with everyone but they needed his car so they could stock up on more than enough alcohol and snacks for the back-to-school party Matt was going to be throwing. Prince didn’t understand why Matt had to stock the house and why people couldn’t just bring their own alcohol. He also hadn’t expected quite literally the whole squad to join in the shopping. When Cass joined Luna in riding the end of the trolley, Prince called Nick over to take control of pushing it. He was not dealing with those two right now. He shrugged when Matt asked where he was going as he stalked off, muttering something about anywhere the rest of them weren’t. Prince had half-expected it when Luna hopped off the end of the trolley and caught up with him. Prince didn’t say anything but he held back a smile when he felt Luna fall into step with him as they wandered away from their friends. He wasn’t stupid. He knew as her hand brushed against his she was testing the waters to see if he would push her away. He didn’t. When she reached out and finally laced their fingers together, Prince didn’t push her off. In fact, he squeezed hers to reassure her it was okay that they were holding hands– especially now that their friends were out of sight, probably in the alcohol section arguing about which beer to get. Prince moved in a way so that the hand Luna was holding wrapped around her shoulder. He pressed a kiss to her forehead as they wandered aimlessly around the shop, hand-in-hand, looking something like a normal couple. “Y’know,” Prince started, quiet and hushed and also avoiding eye contact as he spoke. “I just wanted to spend today with you, if I’m being honest.” When Matt had asked Prince to pick up stuff for the party he had thought Matt meant just Prince and so he’d asked Luna to come along with him. But then Matt was texting Prince to say he was ready to be collected after he picked up Luna and when he reached Matt’s house, Nick and Cass who were hanging out decided to tag along. They were good at disturbing his plans. It was stupid but he had actually kind of looked forward to grocery shopping with Luna. He rolled his eyes when Luna hit back with a teasing comment. “Shut up.” But he was laughing and pressing her back up against one of the fridges in the the frozen foods aisle. He connected their lips, his hand immediately grabbing under her face. His other hand snaked around her waist, pressing against the small of her back. They remained like that until an elderly lady passed by, excusing them so she could get to the frozen dinners behind them. He hummed against her lips, smirking as he pulled back, both chuckling quietly as they moved out of the woman’s way and into a new aisle. He took her hand in his again, stopping to kiss every few minutes and eventually making a game out of not getting located by their friends whenever they heard their voices nearby. Eventually they were found by the rest of the gang and when Luna went to detach their hands, it was Prince who tightened his grip. He knew she was only letting go because usually _he _wouldn’t want their friends getting a glimpse at them being romantic and touchy-feely together but he liked holding her hand and all the sarcastic comments in the world from Matt and Nick somehow felt weighed out. “Are you guys… holding hands?” Matt quizzed and Prince glared at him. “Are you guys putting all that crap in my car?” Prince retaliated and motioned at the trolley full of cases of beer, spirits and crisps.

{ v ;; no reason.

** **Jason cursed as he was forced to pull his shirt over his head. He hadn’t even met up with Iola yet and he had already sweat right through it. He didn’t put on another one until he calmed himself down, reminding himself she obviously liked him if she’d agreed to go on a date with him. They literally hadn’t even had a moment where their phones weren’t buzzing from notifications from each other, be it text messages, Snapchats or tagging each other in memes on Twitter. The only times their phones quietened down was when someone fell asleep first. That had to mean she didn’t dislike him, somewhat. It didn’t help his nerves as much as it should have, though. He still got worked up and so jittery around her. He became giddy, like a fucking schoolgirl, whenever she flirted with him. His heart raced to an alarming degree whenever she put a hand on him even if she was just brushing past him. Jason had never felt like this around anyone before in his life. Jason was pretty sure he liked Iola more than five-year-old him had liked Sandy Cheeks. That was pretty frightening to him. He found himself trying to impress her while also not physically being able to come across as any bit cool. He sighed and fanned himself a bit before pulling a new shirt on. His doorbell rang and he let out a final shaky breath before finally going to greet her for their evening together. “Hey Iol—wow! You, uh, wow, you look– you look amazing!” Jason stuttered out the second he swung open the door to greet the blonde. He nodded they head off now, recommending they had enough time to just walk from his apartment to the gig since it was such a lovely evening outside. He convinced himself he could make it through enough to not sweat through this shirt if they walked. It only took twenty minutes together before Jason finally stopped stuttering anytime he said as much as to words to her. He let a laugh fall from his lips when Iola commented on his accent, saying she liked it. “Seriously? Most Americans have trouble understanding me. I’ve had to learn how to speak slower just to have a conversation.” His smile softened when she shrugged, insisting it was cute. His cheeks flushed a deep red and he simply thanked her. His hand fell from being tucked into his pocket down to his side and, without meaning to, brushed Iola’s. His eyes widened. He hated how furiously he could feel himself blush, it was so embarrassing. Jason wasn’t sure if Iola had picked up on how nervous and freaked out he got around her. It was just instinct, he’d never known anyone as beautiful, funny, warm and kind as Iola that he so quickly came to admire. It was sort of intimidating. If she had picked up on it, it was nice that she never mocked him or commented on it. She certainly didn’t make it any easier though when her fingers danced around his wrist and slid down to grab onto his hand. His breath hitched and he avoided looking at her. Please don’t notice the sweaty palms, please don’t notice the sweaty palms,_ _he repeated over and over in his head when she laced their fingers together. He finally looked down to their hands interlocked and the sweetest of smiles took over his features. This was definitely a great sign that she liked him. He looked up to meet her gaze and tightened his own grip around her hand. “Hmm, I’m looking forward to tonight.” He beamed despite how, technically, this was the date already started as they walked hand-in-hand through the streets of Chicago.

{ v ;; july 17th.

Zayn laughed lightly when Ari pointed across the room to where the Teen Wolf cast were sitting, as if he was going to care even half as much as she did. He cocked an eyebrow at her. “Hey, there’s some empty seats over there– what if Dave Franco gets a seat near Dylan?” He gasped sarcastically and his smile only widened when she slapped him on the shoulder playfully for teasing her like that. “You never know, Liz might join them too.” Zayn didn’t really get jealous when it came to Ari, especially considering her crushes on Dave Franco and Dylan O Brien weren’t exactly based on having any kind of relationship with them. She simply admired from afar. He could respect that and even make their own jokes about it. He knew both of Dylan’s brothers were on the show with them and if she really wanted she could get introduced to him but Zayn still wouldn’t worry. She had already made out with one of the O’Briens and when she’d told him, he had simply double checked that it didn’t affect how she felt about him or their relationship and then they had carried on with laughing and joking like they’d done before. Zayn wasn’t sure why he hadn’t made a bigger fuss about that. Was he supposed to? It was normal for boyfriends to get jealous when someone else potentially got closer to their girlfriends but Zayn had dumped Ari. He didn’t feel very much like he had the right to worry, nor did he feel the need to. If he had really abandoned her without much reason and she still stayed by his hospital bedside every hour until he woke up in the week after he’d overdosed, Zayn was very trusting in her loyalties to him. Zayn knew Ari wanted to be with him, so he knew he had nothing to worry about. That didn’t mean he wasn’t going to make some fun out of it. He leaned into her, pouting slightly. “Hey babe, on a serious note–” He watched as her eyes settled on him, focused on his words. “Promise to only gawk and stare at the Teen Wolf crowd when I’m on stage. I’ll be very jealous if you do it in front of me.” He jutted out his lower lip just to add to the drama of his words. He chuckled lightly when she accused him of being insincere. He leaned closer, urging her to meet his lips along the way. They shared a quick kiss and Zayn grinned. He definitely had nothing to worry about. He watched as she rested her arm against his armrest, their elbows colliding. He raised an eyebrow. “Uh rude, get your own armrest.” He remarked, sarcastically. She rolled her eyes at him which only added to his amusement. He watched with an adoring grin on his face when her palm lay flat against his. He immediately followed her lead and laced his fingers through the spaces of her hand. “Okay you’ve convinced me, maybe we can share.” He shrugged, squeezing her hand tightly. The rest of the TCA’s went pretty much like that; Ari and Zayn laughing and joking and being sarcastic with each other. It even resulted in Harry and Ed turning around to shush them for laughing at their own jokes at some points, which of course set them off further. Zayn knew people were probably going to analyse over the fact that he and Ari didn’t stop holding hands once during the show but it was like a comfort blanket, having some sort of touch with her the whole evening.

{ v ;; katie and leo.

** **Katie was tired. She was sick and tired of fighting with her dad’s girlfriend but she hated feeling like her mum was being replaced even though she knew that wasn’t her dads intention and he deserved to move on, too. Katie just didn’t like Aria. The only escape she got that really made her feel better was hanging out with Leo. He didn’t have to even say anything to cheer her up, just being in his presence was enough. But his words did also help. Talking about stupid stuff, gossiping about their friends and schoolmates and arguing about their favourite tv show characters was all minuscule stuff that she looked forward to sharing with him everyday. Katie wasn’t sure what that meant. She loved joking around and talking with her other friends but ti wasn’t the same as with Leo. She could sit around in silence with him and feel a million times better than rolling around in laughter with Eli or Ava or anyone. Did that mean she had feelings for Leo? She thought so. Or, she knew so. Katie had a crush on Leo and she didn’t even mind. He was the nicest person to her so why wouldn’t she feel the way she did? Their parents had always joked about it with them when they were kids and they had shared a kiss under a tree in the park when she was seven and they were playing make-believe families with his cousins. So, feelings were kind of bound to happen. She sighed, sitting down beside him on the bed. “I know she’s your mum’s cousin but honestly Aria Moon is such a fucking bitch. Like, who does she think she is telling me to ‘do my homework’ as if I’m ten years old.” Katie scoffed. Leo ran a soothing hand up and down her back and it massively helped in aiding her mood. She lay down, turning to face him. It was strange; the atmosphere between them. She was only fourteen but it felt like— sexual tension? She wasn’t sure. Maybe just tension. Her eyes met his and there was something in her that felt like their friendship was changing, advancing. She had come over here to vent and complain about Aria but now she found herself wanting to do literally anything else. Katie bit her lip. “Hey,” she murmured, not sure why or when her voice had turned to a whisper. Her eyes searched his before she turned onto her back, gazing up at his ceiling. “D’you remember when we were kids and we used to play those silly make-believe games? I used to be, like, the mum and you were the dad and either Sage or your cousins were, like, our kids for whatever.” Katie couldn’t help the bubble of laughter that fell from her lips as she remembered their childhood games. It was a fond memory to look back on. The best part was her mother was in all those memories, encouraging the games. Katie’s heart raced when, out of nowhere, Leo held onto her hand, tracing her palm first before wrapping their hands together. It felt sweet. Neither looked at each other. She knew her palm was sweating up a little bit but she also knew Leo wouldn’t mind. She shrugged. “I was just thinking of that. You remember we–” Katie was interrupted when Leo chuckled lightly, the voice an adorable melody to her ears. “Remember that we kissed? Yeah, I do.” He spoke. It was kind of unnecessary for him to interrupt her to say exactly what she was going to but the way he said it made her blush. Katie laced their fingers together, squeezing his hand lightly. Here they were, lying in his bed, holding hands and Katie’s heart fluttering like crazy. Were those butterflies in her stomach? She let out a shaky breath when an idea came to her mind. “Hey, Leo?” “Yeah?” And feeling brave, Katie rolled over and kissed him, without letting go of his hand. She giggled when she pulled away. “Just that.”

💋 Kiss my muse’s neck

{ v ;; the princess and the moon.

A chuckle fell from Prince’s lips as they rolled around on the bed in a tangled mess. His eyes lit up when she squealed loudly as his fingers pinched at her side and tickled her. He wasn’t sure why he had woken up in such a good mood or what the cause was but he wasn’t going to let it go to waste. Which is why he’d woken Luna up by pressing soft tender kisses all over her face, smiling in greeting when she finally came to wake. He knew she wouldn’t mind him waking her because a part of him knew that she loved Prince like this; smiling and giddy, falling all over her. He knew that she wasn’t going to waste time on giving out about him waking her too soon. Their laughter died down as a comfortable silence filled the air around them. As Prince hovered over Luna, his eyes searched hers and a bright smile reached his eyes. Gentle, he leaned in and kissed her. His hand cupped her face, thumb brushing under her jaw as he pulled away from the kiss. He rolled off of her to reach over for his phone and, not even thinking about why he wanted to, he snapped a picture of her. The way she was looking at him was incredible. It made a lump form in his throat but not in the way that would usually cause him to storm off so he could avoid thinking about his feelings. He smirked when she took the phone from him to take selfies of them. He took that as his opportunity as he leaned in and pressed his lips to hers, catching her by surprise as she let out a laugh and also managed to catch the moment on camera. Prince took the phone back off of her, uploading the image on his Instagram story before he went back into his home screen . “Babe, look what I downloaded.” He wrapped his arm around her to bring it back around to his phone. He opened the Magic 8 app and tilted the phone in her direction. “It’s like a Magic 8 ball but on the phone. Did you ever have one of those things?” Prince chuckled quietly as he remembered pre school. “I had one when I was a kid. I was fucking obsessed. I asked it should I let Matt play with my Lego’s when we met.” He glanced down at her. “It said yes. Guess that’s why I’m still stuck with him.” He looked back to the phone. He asked a random question about the weather and pressed ‘shuffle answer.’ Prince looked down to Luna again, holding eye contact as he asked the next question. “Should Luna let me give her a hickey right now?” He nearly missed the answer from the pair laughing with each other. He frowned playfully when it answered _better not tell you now. _Another quiet laugh fell from his lips when he felt her hand wrap around the base of his neck, fingers curling through his hair as her lips connected to his neck. He hummed at the feeling of her pressing kisses to his skin there. “Should Luna give me one?” But she was already nipping at the skin, making his lips part breathlessly when the Magic 8 app responded with _Outlook good. _It was such a soft, tender touch but the sensation of Luna kissing his neck caused him to moan slightly. It was an embarrassing noise, somewhat between a moan and a whimper but he didn’t care enough to feel the embarrassment. He felt her hand trail down his chest. “Should I stop playing with this stupid app and fuck my girlfriend?” Prince asked aloud but he was already locking his phone to drop it so he could bring his hand under her jaw, shifting her from her place kissing his neck so he could guide her back up where their lips met, kissing with eagerness. Prince didn’t often address her by the word ‘girlfriend’ but it was unspoken that they both knew that’s what she was. It felt natural when he called her that, just as natural as it felt when they kissed like this.

{ v ;; no reason.

Jason hummed tiredly when he felt a pair of hands slide under his shirt, and lips kissing, pecking and sucking against his neck, easily pulling him from his slumber. He yawned. “Oh, Michael, I had no idea you felt that way about me.” He teases, his eyes still shut and a hint of sleep still in his tone through his joking. He didn’t know how long he’d been asleep for but the last time he checked he had a giggling baby in his arms and his girlfriend’s brother and sister-in-law had been picking around the house, helping maintain it some bit. He had insisted it wasn’t necessary for them to help take care of Fred but secretly he was delighted when they’d showed up earlier and replaced Iola’s presence in the apartment. He loves his son but it really does take a village, especially while he and Iola are still learning how to adult, let alone parent. His eyes blinked open and he was wowed by the pretty sight of Iola leaving pecks all over his upper body. A soft smile turned up his lips and he placed his hands on her waist. “Hey, love.” He puckered his lips to encourage her to shift from his neck to his lips without him moving his head. She indulged him for a moment before her lips were reconnecting to his neck, brushing down along his chest and over his collarbone, causing his breathing to go shallow. He wouldn’t mind the sleep deprivation so much if this was how he was going to be woken up every time. He couldn’t focus, though. “Where’s–” Iola cuts him almost immediately off by informing him that Michael had taken Freddie out for a walk in the stroller, continuously kissing him as she speaks each word. A chuckle falls from his lips. “You’re eager.” And she proves him right when she stops kissing him to sit fully upright and pull her shirt over her head, swiftly at that. He bites down on his lip at the sight of her, his hands sliding over her thighs. It’s been so long since they’ve had the time, or the energy for that matter, to be so close like this. Jason still doesn’t really have the energy but he brings his hand to cup under her jaw and pulls her back down to reconnect their lips. Jason has a mole at the base of his neck and Iola never really lets it get lonely for too long with how often she leaves a mark beside it. He can feel her doing just that the moment their lips detach and she starts kissing his neck again. His breath is shallow and while he’s missed being able to just lounge around and make out with her, he hasn’t had sex in _months _and he’s not sure how much time they have so he wraps one arm around her waist and promptly turns them around on the bed so she’s the one lying with her back against the mattress. She lets out a squeal and it makes him chuckle lightly, shutting both of themselves up by kissing her.

{ v ;; july 17th.

Zayn laughed, despite the crying child in his arms. “Seriously, Ari, does she ever do anything but cry?” His voice was desperate when his wife appeared in the doorway as he attempted to rock Leilani to peace. He was grateful when Ari took the baby from him but he did also feel a little jealous when she immediately quietened down for her mother. As far as he could see, Ari was doing exactly as he had done so why did Leilani go quiet for her? He grumbled for a bit and nodded Ari off when she said Leilani just needed to go to sleep and she’d put her down herself. Zayn was appreciative that she didn’t say ‘I told you so’ since she’d given out earlier that Zayn played with Leilani through nap-time instead of putting her down which is probably why it had just taken him so long to get her to settle now. He sighed tiredly and lay down on the bed. He hadn’t been gone for that long and before leaving he’d been an absolute pro, heating the bottles perfectly the first time, sterilising like nobodies business and changing diapers like it was second-nature. How had he lost his magic-dad touch in just three weeks? The sound of Ari whispering good-night as she emerged from Leilani’s room, dragged Zayn out of his thoughts as he sat up from the bed to pout at her. “I’m sorry, babe. I don’t know why I’ve been so useless all day.” But she was forgiving as she she draped her arms over his shoulders, settling on his lap. His hands rested on her hips, thumbs brushing under the material of the shirt she was wearing– belonging to him, as usual. He arched his neck back when she grazed her lips against it, kissing softly and gently. It was soothing, immensely so. She spoke between kisses, telling him it was understandable he was finding it so hard but he was losing focus with the way she was kissing his neck, her tongue and teeth a major distraction. He smirked and pulled away, eyes meeting hers. “It’ll get better tomorrow. Right now, though, my husband has been gone for three weeks. They say to sleep when your baby is sleeping, but I think there are more pressing issues.” Their hushed laughter filled the air as they fell back against the bed together.

{ v ;; katie and leo.

Katie smirked mischievously when Prince and Luna entered the living room with their suitcases in tow. “Right, we’re off.” Prince stated but was quickly interrupted by Luna going over what Leo was to do if there was any trouble, if he needed them or his uncle Matt, any numbers he needed and all the other over-protective motherly stuff that Katie admired about Leo’s mum. When his parents and Sage were out of the house, she raced him back upstairs to his room. She threw herself down on the bed and demanded he put on Netflix. This was going to be the only evening she would get to hang out with Leo and take advantage of the free house seeing as her dad was aware of the fact Leo was going to be home alone for the week and would probably keep her on lockdown. Luckily for her, Prince and Luna had agreed to lie to her dad and say they weren’t leaving for their holidays until the next day so she could spend the night while her dad thought she was staying over at one of her friends from dance class’ house. They spent the whole evening mocking the characters on Riverdale, questioning if the series was a prank every time Veronica spoke. However, when it came near the end of the episode they were on and Betty suggested she should leave to which Jughead placed a hand on her thigh and asked her to stay, Katie found herself getting invested. She scoffed when they started making out, finally tuning back in to Leo’s insults around the show. “I think it would have been more interesting if she shagged Archie.” Katie commented with a shrug, finding the remote to turn off the tv. She didn’t want to watch it anymore. She looked to Leo with a grin when he said they were just friends. She nudged him. “Just friends can hook up, too. Besides, Archie is her real best friend, who could she trust more with her virginity?” Katie had been joking but when she looked to Leo, she felt uneasy under his gaze. Her eyes met his, noting the smirk on his face. Katie didn’t know how or when but the air between them felt thick, a cloud of tension falling around them. Her eyebrows furrowed when he sat forward to get closer to her. She felt his hand on her waist and her heart raced. “Leo.” She breathed. He didn’t kiss her, not right away. He nudged the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her shoulder, before his lips grazed the skin on her neck, causing her to arch her head back. She wanted him to carry on, despite her nerves. His lips trailed the surface of her neck, kissing and pecking in a way that made her question everything she knew about being just friends with him. His fingers traced her jawline carefully when he pushed her hair aside. She couldn’t take anymore of him kissing her neck without going insane so she shifted on the bed, pushing him down against the mattress before she finally connected their lips. They’d kissed before but it had never felt like this before. It had never been so heated. It had never felt this serious. She chuckled as she pulled away from him, hovering over him but not straying too far. “I think we just broke all the friendship rules.” But his amusement only matched hers for a moment as his hands hiked up her shirt. Katie was so turned on by his confidence. They joked in the past about taking each others virginities but nothing about this felt like a joke. Leo turned her around so he was straddling her now. He kissed her neck again but this time she could feel he was leaving a mark behind. Maybe he had a death wish from her dad. She placed her hands on either side of his face to pull him back. She wasn’t sure why. She just wanted to look at him. And when he asked with genuine concern if she was okay, she knew immediately she was and she knew what she wanted. “Leo, I think we should—” She pulled her lower lip under her teeth. Katie shook her head, slightly embarrassed. Did she have to say it out loud? Clearly, she didn’t because Leo nodded, understanding where she was heading with this as he dipped in to kiss her again.

#Ari calling zayn z???? I stan #for some reason #I know I ALWAYS say this but I mean it when I say these were all bad #I thought of the magic 8 ball one and then thought of nothing for anything else #im thriving meme wise clearly #{ v ;; no reason.#{ v ;; the princess and the moon.#{ v ;; what if.#{ v ;; katie & leo.#beencaughts #memed

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moremusic · 3 years ago

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I came across their song “Tonight” by accident, but I am glad I did. It has been on my workout playlist ever since. This week I catch up with Adelaide Band, The Gullies, and find out more about them.

Tell us a little bit about yourselves? Members etc.

The Gullies originated around 5 years ago from high school, at first just being a fun, lunchtime muck around. We started off as a three-piece consisting of Maxwell, Ethan and Flynn. Max plays his wonderful Jazz master in the band, Flynn angrily hits the drums and Ethan plays bass guitar and sings. In the final two years of schooling, Loui and Josh thankfully joined the band, bringing two more guitars into the mix; Loui playing lead or rhythm depending on the song and now sings a little and Josh plays mostly chords to thicken out the sound. The majority of us are now studying at University while balancing a work/band life.

Did the covid pandemic change your plans at all?

We were quite lucky in Adelaide with the pandemic, there weren't too many lockdown rules, we could still have small gatherings of up to maybe 10 people which let us record our second single Inside in the midst of Covid-19, which hopefully expressed the emotions everyone was feeling at the time, I'm sick of Inside!!!!!

I am a big fan of your song ‘tonight’. How did you come up with the song and what is it about?

Tonight is quite a funny one to talk about. It was released in our last year of schooling which is why it had a low budget for mixing/mastering production, but it holds up quite well I think. Loui wrote the lyrics and presented them to me in a practice, I didn't quite think about asking him what they were about which I regret. He has explained to me that they are a cliche love song, wanting to spend quality time with a significant other, but I think it's valuable to note that the lyrics caused quite the drama and conspiracy within a big community of our friends/schools all over Adelaide who thought it was about a certain girl I had been close friends with, which resulted in everyone learning the lyrics!

Are you currently recording new music?

When we play shows, we usually have around 8/9 originals and a couple of covers, we caught up maybe a month ago and recorded a song, but since then it hasn't formulated into anything and there were a couple of timing issues. We have plenty of songs and even a new 2022 song we would love to record but are quite busy at the moment. An idea we have raised is releasing an EP or small album to just get our songs out.

Have you got a studio you normally record at?

Tonight was recorded at home, using three microphones on the drums, DI for the bass, a stocking over a cheap dynamic mic for vocals, and micing up a SOVTEC guitar amp. We then sent it off to ghost note studios for a sweet mix (wasn't mastered). Inside was recorded at Maxwell's family friends' professional home studio, which certainly gave a different tone, but I still prefer Tonight's mix and sound.

What is your career highlight so far?

I'd say in terms of excitement and how many people came, our highlight was our first gig at The Gov. We had a headline at The Gov, supported by Pool Toy and Marlin Kites and sold it out with around 200 people there, the crowd was insanely interactive and I'll attach some photos to explain how awesome the gig was!

What is your favorite venue to play?

My personal favourite venue that I've played at so far would be Crown and Anchor, it has a small gig room with a small stage, encouraging a chaotic atmosphere which is great for creating active/involved audiences.

What do you think of the Adelaide music scene? What are the other Adelaide bands we should listen to?

I don't think I have experienced a broad enough range of Adelaide gigs to comment on the overall Adelaide scene, but statistically speaking, I'm not a huge fan of many Adelaide bands as I don't have many in my playlists. Some of the bands I do have in my playlists that you should listen to are Placement and Ricky Albeck.

Have you got any upcoming gigs you want to promote?

Sadly not anymore! As touched on in Insta DM's :(

What are your short and long term goals?

I'd say our long-term goals would be to release some sort of EP/Album by the end of the year. In the meantime, we need to slowly record songs and figure out the best way to do so from home. We have troubles with figuring out which order is best to record things; e.g do we record drums to a BPM first, then record guitars etc, or do we record guitars first then drums.

Finally, where can people find out more about you?

We haven't had any blogs or recorded radio segments done before, but we have our Instagram and Facebook socials which I think give a good understanding of who we are and what we are up to so I'd definitely say to check those out.

www.Instagram.com/thegulliesband

#Spotify #australia #art #music #singer #songwriter #guitar #bass #drums #tonight #adelaide #musicsa #gullies #indierock #south australia

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likeabulletyoucanhurtme · 4 years ago

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Do you put sugar on your Coco Krispies? No, but definitely on corn flakes, they're bland postkellogsgeneralmillsitsthecerealwar

If you had a pet anteater, what would you name it? Antubis, obviously

Do you prefer house phones or cell phones? I do not have a house phone. But tbh I hate talking on any phone and prefer using messenger

Don’t you just love it when guys sing to you? Only if they're on stage and holding a microphone and in a band

Are your nails long or short? Long enough to paint :)

Do you ever wear headbands? Nah.

Ever taken dance lessons? I don't dance, I headbang

What does your hair look like right now? increasingly greying

What is your favorite show to watch on Food Network? I don't watch anything on the food network

What type of mp3 player do you have? iTunes on my laptop but transportable music I've put on my phone

What is your favorite kind of cookie? Millies <3

What was the last compliment you received? Someone just messaged me saying "smile you are a very funny man" but its our first convo, I know they'll get bored of me eventually

What are your thoughts on destroying rainforests? It was the start of the end of our species and the only good thing is that when we are gone they will grow back :)

Are you a bookworm? Most definitley. If it wasn't for goodreads I'd forget everything

What did you have for dinner yesterday? mini sausage rolls and onion rings at dinner time, but then I also had salt and chili chickenballs at half 12

Who was the fifth person to call you today? No one has called me today. And I doubt five different people have ever tired to call me in the one day

Pick up a book. Open it to page 89. What does the first sentence say? "Always wanted one of those."

Can you play the saxophone? About as well as Homer Simpson can sax-i-ma-phonesax-i-ma-phone

Have you ever heard the song Can’t Be Saved, by Senses Fail? I have not, no but I'll add it to my list. Love their cover of institutionalised tho :) theysaytheyregonnafixmybrainalleviatemysufferingandpainbutbythetimetheyfixmyheadmentallyillbedead

What colour carpet is in your living room? Some kinda weird browny grey bland thing idk it was here when we moved in andnothecarpetdoesntmatchthedrapes

Ever eaten an entire can of whipped cream in one sitting? No I have not, and now I am wondering why I have never tried this. I think I could.

Do you like sunglasses? Not particularly no

Have you ever been sung to on your birthday in a restaurant? No I have not. And my life has been immeasurably better as a result. I'd probably leave or go to the toilet and hide for ten minutes

Do you have any gray hairs? More and more each day

Do you like black olives? I don’t like any olives

Do you own a pair of toe socks? I think I did and they were rainbow patterened but I don't know where they are I've not worn them for a while :(

How about a designer purse? No. Or a man bag either

What kind of camera do you have? Haweewee cameraphone

Do you love pancakes? They’re okay, but tbh when I was in florida I had them everyday for breakfast.

What about chips and dip? Not a big fan of dips. Or sauce either. Salt and chili seasoning tho mmmh iknowthiswasreallyaskingaboutcrispsbutimnotamericanalsoidontlikecrispswithdipeither

Did I get you hungry? Nope

What time is it? 22.14

Have you ever lived with a friend? Nah. A fiance and a baby mama but not a friend

What are a few of your favorite TV shows? I watch too much to have a favourite. Like my TV Time app says I've watched over 11 months of tele so how can I have favourites

What kind of socks do you like to wear? Knee high stripey socks are always the favourite, right now I have Iron Man ones though

Ever wear lipstick? At Halloween yes but not normally.

Do you have your own house key, and how often do you actually use it? I do, but we never really lock the door cause someones normally in

How often do you eat chocolate? Not that often, but I don't eat chocolate because I don't buy chocolate. If I ever have any its gone in minutes galaxycaramelislife

Have you ever only liked someone because you found out they liked you? My type has always been people that are into me first. I did ask someone out in high school but they nicely rejected me and I've decided that obviously I can't read signs and so will wait for you to show your intrest

Ever baked a pie? Never

How often do you wash dishes at your house? Once a week maybe? We have a lot of dishes so we don't need to do them everyday

Does spell-check on Word or Mac computers ever annoy you when it underlines the word? I turn it off for this exact reason

Do you know what time you were born, and what day of the week it was? 1.11am and it was a Saturday

What colors of nail polish do you like best? Black, obvii. I do also have a metallic purple though madgoffff

Like to take pictures on the Photobooth program on Macs? I don't like macs. And I don't think thats a thing anymore

What is a recurring thought on your mind today? Ow my ear is so sore ffs of all the places to get a cut/scab/spot the inside of my ear has to be one of the worst

Have you had any confrontations with anyone lately? nope. Probably building up to one

What was the last charity you donated to? I did the ice bucket challenge 6 years ago and donated to that charity

Would you say you have an infectious laugh? Not at all no

Shouldn’t you be doing something else right now? I should be sleeping or doing something productive

Do you have anything planned for the summer? I have gigs that were rescheduled to summer but will probably fail due to the 'rona isweartogodgreendaythisisthethirdtime

Are there any mountains nearby where you live? Nope wayuptonthemountainiseedownbelowlifecanbesuchagreatshow

Did you like to collect frogspawn as a kid? No I did not. That's a very American, and also very weird thing to do

Do you walk fast or slow? Fast. Like 8.47minutes/km on average this month, which is basically 4.4mph

Do you keep birthday cards or throw them out? I throw them out tbh

Does sitting in waiting rooms drive you insane? Nope. Boredom is an old acquaintance of mine alsoyoucantdrivemeinsanewhenimalreadythere

Do you ever put sticky notes around the place to remind yourself of things? Nah I just keep it in my phone, and then forget to look there

Are you easy to talk to? I can be but I'm not very approachable in the first place so most don't bother to try

Can you juggle with more than two items? I can't even juggle with two items

At airports do you ever worry your luggage won’t arrive? I've not been in an airport in 20yrs so not really

Do your parents ever call you ‘pet’ or ‘sweetheart’ etc? No, that would be weird

Do you like jalapenos? Not really. I ate like 5 of them in pizza hut in 2005 before they were big and they made me throw up

What other windows have you currently got opened? Facebook

What woke you up this morning? I woke myself up

Would you ever consider visiting Ireland? Maybe. I'd visit someone but that's too much effort for what would end up being an awkward walk around town again

Would you like to visit Venice? I would. Idk what id do there but it might be nice. Probably go on a gondola like a right tourist and then sit in my room the rest of the time

What is the largest body of water near your hometown? They clyde, but not like a major part of it just a small bit

Do you have any flags in your house? Nope

Are there any ‘Keep Off the Grass’ signs where you live? No, thank god

#AFI #Cereal Wars #Kingdom Hospital #Senses Fail #Institutionalised #Beartooth #In Between #me #personal #thoughts #quiz #questions #answered

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pleiadesounds · 4 years ago

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Where To Start With, Pt 1

This week, Harry Fanshawe from UK noiseniks Modern Rituals acquaints Kai with the inimitable Silver Jews, while Kai in turn shows him the finer points of British post-punk stalwarts Wire.

Kai Woolen-Lewis Wire are, for me, one of the great bands in the history of punk music. Whereas a lot of other bands you’d describe as such would subsist largely on folklore and be a calamity if judged on their incarnation in the present moment, Wire however seem to be one of the rare bands who have managed to be both very influential (if you need punk credentials, they were covered by Minor Threat and if you need trendy floppy haircut credentials, they were covered by My Bloody Valentine) and forever forward-thinking - bridging the gap between the pompousness of progressive music and the snarl and brevity of punk, a bridge between what were two ultra-partisan camps. Though they’re contemporaries of elder statesmen of British punk like the Sex Pistols and The Buzzcocks, there’s far more of an art-school vibe to Wire - one gets the impression that they must’ve stood in stark contrast to the image and the attitude of their peers, with cerebral and challenging songs that refused to succumb to the immediate hedonism of the punk music of the time. One gets the impression that they have far more in common with genre outliers like Patti Smith, Pere Ubu and Kraftwerk than with any of their counterparts in the British punk scene.

When I first saw them, at the Lexington in London 4 or 5 years ago, they played almost entirely new songs, with only a few songs from their “seminal” LP’s included in the set. Now that the horror of not knowing many of the songs has worn off, it’s a clear sign of their continuously forward-looking approach. With seventeen studio albums and god knows what else in the way of releases, here’s where to start with Wire - despite their huge legacy, absolutely not a legacy act…

Playing Harp For The Fishes

KWL Even after decades of churning out consistently stark, highly original songs, Wire still absolutely excel - although lots of their current and recent material is a lot more digestible than in their early years - this, from 2017’s Silver/ Lead is big slow-grooving song which gives an excellent idea of the kind of discomforting experimental noise Wire have always dealt in. A steady rhythm section struggles against all matter of ethereal out of key guitar, weird oscillating noises and throbbing synth lines. Musically and lyrically challenging and abstract without ever feeling overwrought. Sardonic without any hint of bitterness. Dense without even a smidgen of unpalatability. Is it always so? Aye.

Harry Fanshawe Wire for me have always been a band on the periphery of punk history. Not to say that is rightly so, but they're a band that I've seen has being earmarked as integral by the nerdier music fans (I mean that with fondness). Take Joy Division, they formed because they saw the Sex Pistols, but they made something much deeper and more meaningful. My mental placement for Wire has had them alongside the likes of Killing Joke in that history (weirder and less easy to associate with the common idea of 'punk'), and I feel like their evolution has been similar. Like you say this track favours simplicity with the steady beat, allowing a nicely sized canvas to throw as many different colours at, which they do with the layers they chuck on top. That is an approach that I see as being more contemporary of today than the 70s (favouring simplicity and excelling in it has really come back in the last few years). It shows how adaptable this band has been over the decades.

Lowdown

KWL Wire’s first album Pink Flag has gone down in music history as one of the seminal British records of the early punk movement, largely down to it’s combination of abrasiveness, melody and brevity. 21 songs in 36 minutes, often fleetingly abrupt, played at breakneck pace and infused with an abstract sense of humour and an art-school sensibility that set them miles apart from their contemporaries. This one, Lowdown, sounds like a soul single on 33rpm; a fascinating disco dirge and highlight of a pretty highlight-heavy first LP.

HF Right back to the 70s and for me that Crazy Horse vibe is straight in there. This is the THE Wire album. Fight me. Musically, it's a whole different sound to the last song, it's got vibe and groove and all the amazing characteristics of the best 70s bands. Vocally I find it more alike the stuff of the 2010s, though I reckon that's probably debatable! It's obviously got that old school, British punk oi! to it and today they're much calmer. But you can hear it. For anyone who knows Kai and his musical projects of the last few years, this riff is SO Kai.

Marooned

KWL Here’s an older one - from 1978’s Chairs Missing. The jump between Pink Flag and this in the space of a couple of years is absolutely insane, and the jump from this to the next year’s 154 is also pretty nuts. A highlight on a rich, chilling and unique record of challenging post-punk, Marooned is slow, meandering and awash with oceanic wetness, big synths and sheet glass guitars, with Newman singing about hanging out on a sinking iceberg - both sonically and in terms of sheer epic-ness of scope, it’s closer to Pink Floyd than to any of their genre contemporaries. I put this on at a house party once and the atmosphere nose dived and the whole room just totally explicably got really fucking awkward. Take what you want from that, I guess.

HF Forward a couple of years and the Pink Floyd sounds are in there, the experimentation is kicking off and yeah we're sat on a soft synth cloud here. It is a massive jump and I love that, I fully dig that 'fuck it who cares what anyone thinks I wanna try that'. I reckon that idea is nicely reflected in your house party play of it. I know that feeling, I did it with Primitive Man myself around a bunch of posh hipsters listening to surf rock in Cornwall. Lasted like less than 2 seconds. Proper wankers. Anyway, point is Kai, it's their loss. The tune slaps.

Map Ref

KWL By 1980’s 154 - so called because at the point they recorded it, they had played live 154 times - Wire had cemented their place as both stalwarts and genre outliers by following up the seminal Pink Flag with the enormous impenetrable curveball-shaped Chairs Missing. 154 is full of big bangers and awkward, atmospheric synthesiser-led songs - this by the way is one of the big bangers. Lyrically it seems to be a geography nerd gushing about the enormous epic expanses of landscape that make up the American midwest. Before you go look it up, the Map reference is somewhere called Centerville in Iowa or Ohio or something. Map Ref has a chorus I frequently cite alongside “That’s When I Reach for my Revolver” or “The Girl Who Lives on Heaven Hill” as a contender among underground punk rock’s biggest fist-in-the-air choruses.

HF Again, 70s vibes are rife, the energy of the rhythm section just holds it all up so strong. Weirdly, I find his voice sounds loads like Blake Schwarzenbach [Jawbreaker, Jets to Brazil]? Any influence on him there? Who knows. Way more in the way of vocal melody here and the vibe is moving more along the way bands like Talking Heads were at the time. Definitely a banger. Love the lil satirical 'chorus' drop in there. As for landscapes inspiring songs, fuck yeah why should it always be about people? I mean animal rights punk is usually dreadful and dull, let's talk about something inanimate for once.

Blogging

KWL Brazen, streamlined and groovy, with a chugging downtuned riff and a glorious uplighting chorus - Blogging showcases Wire’s admirable ability to follow their own pretty standard formula and keep churning out highly original and interesting songs. The lyrics deserve a mention - it’s a hard enough endeavour sometimes for those of us born in the 90s, but if you were in a band that existed in 1976, the current musical landscape must be a pretty soul-destroying place to exist. Actually scrap that. If you were alive at a time when art seemingly meant something or was worth anything, now must be a horrible place to live. “I’m blogging like Jesus/ I tweet like a pope/site traffic heavy/ I’m YouTubing hope”

HF Totally agree Kai. Today is a fucking terrible time to be alive if you're interested in anything related to the notion of 'art'. It's all been rehashed and overdone. It's everywhere to be seen and no longer has a sacred place. It's been abused and overused for petulant causes. Everyone's a fucking artist and that's killed the concept. Can't believe how much this reminds me of Jets to Brazil, why!? I suppose we can forget about the present if we stick to Wire's back catalogue.

Circumspect

KWL A product of extensive periods of down-time on their part, which saw the members working on other projects - Colin Newman’s Githead in particular is worth a mention - 2008’s Object 47, so called because it’s the 47th Object in their back catalogue - is a really great record and a hidden gem in Wire’s back catalogue for me. Dispensing with the distortion and the abrasion, Wire made a record of sparse, infectious guitar-based songs that you can really lose yourself in, and this is one of the songs in which I have most frequently lost myself. A slow circular guitar arpeggio, laid-back drums and lush vocals result in an almost Manchester-esque slow disco pills-thrills-and-bellyache vibe - this is Wire at their most hypnotic and enjoyable.

HF Slowcore Wire! Yeah this is one of my favourites from this list. Having time away from something can let you come back to it without as much creative control or care, and refreshing your image of what the thing is in the first place. Step away, come back more naturally. This is softer, but it's still as weird as anything else they made in the last 20 years. Pretty banging video too, mind. It feels like you're in one of those dreams where you try and run but you got sandbags on your feet. But in this one, it's Drew Barrymore from Donny Darko and she's apathetic as fuck.

Bad Worn Thing

KWL Their first album properly “back” after a period of sporadic activity through the 2000s, Red Barked Tree is the sound of a band of fifty-somethings consistently at peace with the idea of re-defining what their band IS, without at any point ever stepping on the toes of their older selves. Another album highlight (with acoustic guitars) Adapt, sums it up pretty nicely. "Go east / Go north / Go south / Go west / Leave mouths open / With your best / Adapt to change / Stay unimpressed”. Bad Worn Thing finds the band both tapping into 2000s alternative music and subjecting it totally to their musical and lyrical interpretations. An upbeat, undeniably British-feeling slice of sauntering pop, one that makes me feel like I’m taking an afternoon walk through a British urban landscape to the shop on the first sunny day in weeks - all while giving a pretty caustic account of Britain’s ongoing relationship with its past and by implication, it’s future. “Follow me, no explanation/ the future sold the chancellor paces/ the growing pains associated with a past that no-one faces.”

HF This feels so much more British than much of what we've had from them on this list so far. This is Britpop Wire. Dam right they sound like they're back, they have something new to say, they're older and more jaded, but they still have something to say. I love the 'overcrowded nature of things' repetition. Like they've come back to this messy DIY music thing and it's a fucking full house. So you gotta build your own. Mind you, I'd say Wire have always lived in the garage.

Used To

KWL Another huge cut from Chairs Missing - and a perfect example of what critic Simon Reynolds called Wire’s “strange clockwork geometry” - a blissful piece of post-punk psychedelia and definitely one of the climaxes of a record that enjoys an embarrassment of rich, blissed out moments. I would definitely cite Wire’s work in this period as proof of the utter compatibility of the experimental, expansive, forward thinking music of the 60s and 70s and the abrasiveness and brevity of punk. Indeed, it sounds like bullshit now, but the same A+R man who signed Pink Floyd and the Sex Pistols was responsible for EMI’s acquisition of the band while they were still in their infancy. For me, basically everything that made the years 1976-1979 so exciting and vital in the history of unpopular music is represented in this album, whether it be this, the Beatles-on-glue vibes of ‘I am the Fly’ or the aggressive minimalism of ‘Being Sucked in Again’, the album just gives and gives and gives. An absolute classic.

HF Very pleased we went back to this to close. Absolutely loving the post-punk psychedelia tag on this baby. Again, everything you say above that I hear in this record is their observant nature as a band to look back at the twenty years before them and incorporate what's important, what's wrong, what's right and the relationship of all that against their own stronghold. It reinforces their importance and their place in all of this. Not everyone, hardly anyone, has the ability to be the originator of something whilst being so observant (the latter being one of the most troubling things for humankind) at the same time. A perfect place to end with Wire: it repeats, it talks, it stays with you for a moment and then it's gone. Thanks Kai.

Silver Jews

Harry Fanshawe Like many of us, my summer last year was consumed by the release of David Berman's new album under the 'Purple Mountains' moniker and then his sudden death. I'm sure many of us also went back through his entire catalogue once we'd exhausted our ears of his latest and last offering. Silver Jews have always been a standout band for me, usually sitting with things like Leonard Cohen or the Velvet Underground in my poor attempts at genre categorising.

What's always stood out to me in this way, making it something I've struggled to place with more contemporary artists, is the looseness in the music and the corresponding looseness in its lines between music and prose. Like Leonard or Lou, SJ have a truly unique way of delivering and intertwining music and meaning. Where the new Purple Mountains record is much more polished in its production, my fondness for the old Silver Jews records has always been like that of an old, familiar room; their rusty structures and broken floorboards bring with them more character and heart than any solid new build could and, given last summer’s events, it now holds a very special place in my heart.

KWL I remembered having heard about David Berman’s suicide because many of my most misanthropic and refined friends had been especially despondent about it - it seems I missed the boat on that particular opportunity to be saddened by the loss of a great artist, so having this opportunity to go back and be able posthumously introduced to him has been a strange experience - cool that Harry and I have these different perspectives on his work and death…like reading a sentence with a full stop at the end, or something.

Albermarle Station

HF A tender country offering inhabited by old ghosts, broken bridges and ivy covered screens. This song always reminded me of travel, of the lingering memories from recent events in recent places bouncing around the mind after an experience somewhere with people. All whilst anticipating the next destination. There's a train station near my parents’ house and as a teenager I used to travel from it a lot to see friends. That place hasn't changed at all in the 15 years since, and the rare occasions I go there now just bring back all of it; all the old ghosts while I sit and wait near the ivy covered screens and the rickety old bridge.Travel is a time that allows for rumination and retreat, and that can be savoured in all of its broken glory.

KWL A surprising first listen - I’m not sure exactly what I expected, maybe something a bit glossier and more upbeat, but this is great - ramshackle, melodic and with lyrics that will take a million listens. It sort of reminds me of Red House Painters but with wit, self-deprecation and genuine insight in place of abrasiveness and machismo. Berman is a prepossessing and fascinating figure in light of his suicide, I should imagine before just as much and also considering the esteem in which a lot of people held and hold him. Maybe you led me there but this song definitely feels like they have a foot in the past, in those old, deserted spaces you pass through on the way somewhere.

New Orleans

HF From that slightly out of tune guitar at the start to the doubled up lazy groans about the trouble in the stairs; to me this song is the dusty corner of an old house, the gold in the cellar, and it's not the house you think it is. Keeping up with a nostalgic line of thinking, this track captures the 'otherness' of the past, the distance it eventually takes, even when it can be so well set in stone by old artefacts and rooms. It beholds the length of reflective nights and the depth of their texture. Trapped inside the song where the night's are so long, we count sheep to find soothing sleep. An early banger from Berman.

KWL This is also great - there’s something hugely admirable about a song being able to be this rickety and cobbled-together-sounding while still being so evocative. It’s like, they could probably have recorded it without the out of key guitar lines or the drums losing the beat, but they didn’t - and there’s beauty in the imperfection. The song has that ‘On The Beach’ feeling of the end of a long, drunken night, when the ash-tray is full and the kitchen needs tidying before bed. But you’ll do it in the morning.

Tennessee

HF Clearly a trend is setting in here: the slowest country SJ numbers titled by places. Aside from the obviously amazing play on the title word in the chorus, this love song has some of the best one-liners as far as I'm concerned. Here's one: 'Punk rock died when the first kid said "Punk's not dead, punk's not dead”'. Here's my favourite: 'We're off to the land of hot middle-aged women'. Is this an optimistic look to a future with a spouse? As far as I care to know, the whole song is. Punk may be dead but love isn’t.

KWL I always knew you had a type, Harry. Another piece of rickety out of tune folk-country storytelling that somehow plays with superficiality and reaches into the darkest depths at the same time. A bit of cutesy word-play and a really lovely key change in the middle of the song - this is actually going really well, isn’t it. I’m guessing the lady singing is Berman’s wife, just because the whole atmosphere just feels very close and personable - listening to these songs of Berman being in love and happy and stuff is startling in this current context. A great song.

Sleeping is the Only Love

HF What's that? Another love song? Maybe! As blurred as it seems deliberately to be about loving someone and how incredible a good night's sleep is. As someone who troubles with sleep, I can agree that there are times when I would crawl over broken glass and hot coals to make it to sleep. I also love the reflection from that onto the peace had with a good functioning relationship with someone you love. Sleep and love intertwined.

KWL All these love songs have taken on a very strange overtone, now. This one has somewhere in it a snapshot of Berman and his wife settling down to the quiet life in Nashville - it’s all pretty beautiful, and it’s very impressive to go about making so intricate a love song about something as banal as sleep. I think there’s a snapshot here of the kind of intimacy that goes beyond the sexual - where somehow sleeping next to someone is the most intimate thing of all - the rolling over, the arms going to sleep, the waking up, the bad breath. The real deal.

Punks in the Beerlight

HF A song for the addicts! After a hot summers day, what better than the transcendence found in the cooling of a beautiful summers night? How could you make that even better? I guess you could smoke the gel off a fentanyl patch? This song is for a long summer night where you can go and run away into the night with a friend, find the nicest, deadest park around and watch that sun go down. And what comes after we exhaust our routes for escape? Let's not kid ourselves. It gets really really bad. Gotta love that 80s glam section after the first chorus too.

KWL Ok, so I feel I need to state here that Harry’s article has sent me down a deep rabbit hole of SJ/David Berman appreciation. It’s strange to find him here, at this point and I just wonder what it would have been like to have been like “I hope David Berman’s doing okay” at random intervals in life. This is easily the most conventionally beautiful song on the list so far and somehow it examines some of the darkest corners of the human experience. It reminds me of the beauty of being in love - all other markers fade into unimportance, rendering the rich paupers and the poor rich beyond dreams, together; a beautiful juxtaposition, part love song, part junkie memoir.

Advice to the Graduate

HF 'Your third drink will lead you astray.' Let's follow on from the last theme. 'So you've got no friends and you wander through the night. And now you watch the sunrise through a rifle-sight'. This song speaks for itself.

KWL This song seems to be quite strongly advocating the “school of life” diploma - that when you finish all the arbitrary self-building, that there’s a big wide world to step out into that’s all misery and addiction and what’s your deep critical analysis of Edgar Rice Burroughs going to do for you then? It sounds so slack, a borderline The Shaggs influence - Berman said that all of his favourite singers couldn’t sing, and it doesn’t sound like he or his backing band was much better. A genuine advert for keeping the musicians out of music…

K-Hole

HF I've never understood the appeal of a K-Hole, I suppose that DB doesn't either, since he compares it to the feeling of being left alone. Though he does still reserve his fondness for booze as a trustworthy fallback during tough times. Perhaps that's it; it can go too far. I love the string arrangements in this song, it feels outback and rural, the lyrics appeal to that sense of dusty distance too.

KWL I have a real soft spot in my heart for when the music of a song seems to run in tandem with its lyrical content, and I must say lots of the instrumental here feels like an out of body hallucination of a country song - large swathes of the song feel like Alice in Wonderland or that first Pink Floyd record that sounds like a Kaleidoscopic Circus.

Dallas

HF You know the way a city can change completely in character when night hits. When all the blazing sunlight lifts and leaves you with the purity of a place. It's like a deep breath of fresh air after a heavy day, you can feel your spirits lift as the weight peels away. This is a great, simple example of DB, highlighted best in the last lines: 'Poor as a mouse every morning, rich as a cat every night, Some kind of strange magic happens, when the city turns on her lights’.

KWL The lyrics to this really grabbed me too - but not so much in respect of the city at night, but the string of non-sequiturs that pepper the song, something that DB is obviously really great at - painting those little pictures. There’s the bit about his shrink’s former NFL career, the eroticism of CPR, “our record just went aluminium” - all absolutely amazing. I’ve heard hundreds of songs about hundreds of places, but they never came as unique or as vivid as this.

I Remember Me

HF Another example of being a sucker for the whimsical. 'I remember you and I remember me': through the years you can lose the old parts of yourself. When you're in a relationship these losses double, and when you look back in your 'now' state to the person you were right back at the beginning, and the person they were, it makes you appreciate the whimsical and the romantic because they are so short-lived and random. Even though you change through those years, that change enables each quirk and trait that you might look back on and miss. So soak it up while it's there lest you regret its disappearance. In this story, the characters end up apart, but whether or not you do, know that even if you are still together, parts of you can always remain apart.

KWL This is the best song on the list, for me - absolutely gorgeous and very very moving indeed. Somehow, Berman manages to sum up in his songs and in his writing that life is a huge collection of these tiny tiny moments, and maybe if we looked more closely at the tiny moments, the enormousness of life might not seem so terrifying. A sort of temporal looking after the pennies, so to speak. This one screams “don’t wait for the perfect moment, it’s now”.

How to Rent a Room

HF A great ender for this list. 'I want to wander through the night as a figure in the distance even to my own eye'. 'No I don't really want to die. I only want to die in your eyes'. If only…

KWL Further research into the life of DB has directed me towards the fact that his father represents the worst of the worst of the American Republican corporate lobbying parasite - against environmental protections, the minimum wage, health warnings on tobacco, labour rights and trade regulations, to name just a few, and whose son Berman seemed ashamed to be. I just looked through the lyrics to this and they genuinely seem to be a letter to his dad, who he called “a despicable man … [a] human molestor … an exploiter … a scoundrel” saying “I’d rather be dead than your son.”

Thanks for this Harry, it’s been a real pleasure and a great introduction to a fascinating man and his band. May he rest in peace.

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surveysonfleek · 7 years ago

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583.

5000 Question Survey Pt. 36

3401. How well can you read between the lines when others are talking? it depends how well i know the people talking. 3402. Would you ever speak in front of your peers about peace and social injustice? i’d have to learn a lot more than i already know about it to be confident enough to discuss it. 3403. Where does peace begin? in the masses. 3404. Does America practice the ideals it preaches? If yes when and where? If not, why not? let’s be real, not at all. 3405. In conversations do you assume that you know what will be said? If yes, isn't this a form of closing yourself off to new ideas? no.

3406. In what ways are you closed minded? i do tend to stereotype people in the way they look/dress when i see them for the first time but i’ll always treat everyone equally. 3407. do you prefer beans or rice? rice. 3408. who's a better tv dad?--dr. huxtable (bill cosby) or danny tanner? danny tanner. 3409. detroit or new york? new york, i’ve never been to detroit. 3410. What's your favourite Star Wars movie? none haha. 3411. What's your favourite Star Trek movie? none. 3412. How about Batman? idk. Indiana Jones? idk. Lord of the rings? never watched it. harry potter? i liked the second one. star wars? already asked. 3413. If you could ask one question and one question only to the following people, what would that question be: Saddam Hussain? George W Bush? John Lennon? an alien? how did you come to be and what is the history of your kind? God? Someone you knew who has died? Steven Speilberg? JD Salinger? 3414. Have you seen AI (artificial intelligence)? i have but i hardly remember the plot. If yes, what were the beings at the end of the movie? Do you see this as a possible future for humanity? What'd you think in general? 3415. If a-l-k-a-s-e-l-t-z-e-r spells 'relief' how do you spell: love? happiness? evil? sexyness? yummy? what? 3416. Have you ever been to a Braodway show? yes. What one? the lion king. 3417. Nighttime shows or matines (sp?)? night time. 3418. How are your family get-togethers, loud and rambunctios or quiet and formal? loud, very loud. 3419. Would you be able to survive shippwrecked alone on a desert island? i have no idea. i think i’d last a couple days. 3420. Speaking of islands, does Gilligan EVER get off his? no idea. 3421. What movie has the BEST soundtrack? aladdin. 3422. Do you ever go into chat rooms? If yes, what ones? years and years ago. do they even still exist? 3423. Is english your first language? yes. If not...How you say hello in your language: another word in your language + english translation: boob in your language: 3424. Make up a religion (make it up): no. what would it believe: 3425. Create your own country- Name of country: no. Ethnic background: Language (make it up): Other details: 3426. How would you celebrate these holidays? Dogs in Politics day: Magic circles day: Be bald and free day: National mole day: Syliva plath day: Increase your psychic powers day: Waiting for the barbarians day: Air day: omg no. 3427. -Why do you think Steve got kicked off Blue's Clues: maybe he just got over it? 3428. Hooked on heroin or hooked on phonics? lol wtf. 3429. -Have you ever taken an insanity quiz and said, "Hay, thats a good idea!" nope. 3430. - Have you ever covered yourself in blood and layed down on the side of the road to make it look like you were in an accident? You don't know what you're missing. nope. 3431. Can you flare your nostrils? yes. 3432. -do you want to swim in a vast lake of gatorade? or, any other beverage for that matter? hell no, i’d get sticky af after. 3433. -have you ever sneezed at the same time everyday, consecutively, for over 3 months? nope. 3434. -how did the first person discover that pigs feet would be so good that we call them a delicacy? no idea. i feel like in those days people would try everything they could to see if it were edible. 3435. -why did the first person to ever eat pigs feet eat them? to see if it was edible. 3436. -do you like the idea of 'like father, like son'? it’s not always true. 3437. Put the following musical acts in order from best to worst by numbering them..(1 for best, 2 for 2nd best, etc... 20 for worst). Avril: Ashanti: Joan Jett: David Bowie: the Bee Gees: The Doors: Tool: DMX: Iggy Pop: Creed: Weezer: Ministry: Thursday: Kittie: Adam Ant: Rancid: the Clash: Led Zeppelin: Moby: Tom Waites: not doing this, i haven’t listened to all these artists so it would be hard to judge. 3438. Would you rather be an evil dictator or a sitcom family member? sitcom family member. 3439. What is the wave of the future? technology. 3440. What's your favorite old movie (before 1990)? grease or sound of music. 3441. When someone tells you that their signifigant other lives REally Far Away..do you ever suspect that they are single and making someone up? no. 3442. Alaska or Hawaaii? hawaii. 3443. Why did Kentucky Fried Chicken change their name to KFC? easier to say. 3444. What is there no place to hide from? the truth. 3445. Which makes you happier, giving presents or getting them? giving. 3446. What can you never have just one of? undies. 3447. What comes to mind when you think of Hulk Hogan?/ the wrestler. 3448. What would you be the patron saint of? bath and body works hahaha. 3449. Do you still look at the world with wonder like you did when you were a kid? yes. 3450. For 5 seconds clear your mind. Good. Now write the first thing that you can think of!: the world lol. 3451. When was the last time you ate too much? on friday. omg. 3452. Describe the sexiest person you can imagine: no. 3453. What have you seen that's...bizzare? this drunk girl at a house party on the weekend, just casually chomping on a whole tomato. 3454. Are there any stores or brands or products that yoou boycott? What and why? no. 3455. Do you want things to REALLY get out of control? no. 3456. Are you too tense? sometimes. 3457. Where would you be without love and bubblegum? still here. 3458. Why aren't comic books popular anymore? i feel like they still are. 3459. Think of one friend (who?): my boyfriend. When is the last time you saw each other? yesterday. Do they smoke? yes. Do they believe in God? yes. When you first saw this friend what was your impression? ew. Their age? 26. The top five things you think they think about? me, family, friends, sports, work. 3460. Do you say what you mean? Do you mean what you say? yes. 3461. Could you eat meat if you had to hunt it yourself? if that was the only way i could survive, then yes. 3462. Order from greatest to least importance: spirituality, creativity, intellect, great body, open-mindedness, magicalness, great dancer, interesting dresser, wit and cleverness, niceness, stability no. 3463. Complete the sentence. When a problem comes along You must: try and solve it. 3464. Pick the two most important attributes for food-- fast, cheap, tastey, healthy cheap and tasty. 3465. What do you think is the best metaphor for romantic relationships? (e.g. a car wreck, a cruise): a rollercoaster. 3466. Kittens or no kittens, that is the question. no kittens. 3467. Is gaining 15 lbs in a night possible? i don’t think so? unless it was an operation of some sort. 3468. Do you get emotional watching movies? sometimes. 3469. What amkes you feel nostalgic? looking at old photos. 3470. Do you feel like you've been misplaced? no. 3471. Have you ever fought someone, just for fun? no. 3472. What gives you an adrenaline rush? traveling. 3473. What would you do if you loved someone more than anything else, and you could never have them? try my best to move on. 3474. Rank these events in order of best/most exciting to boring: drinking and dancing to your favorite music at a club: 6 taking a walk in the woods and a bath in a stream: 4 having great sex: 3 winning the lottery (one mil): 1 getting followed home by a stray animal: 9 meeting someone interesting to talk to: 7 seeing your favorite band in concert: 2 seeeing aa broadway show: 5 halloween: 8 3475. Can you keep a secret? yes. 3476. Where is the tenderness? in the heart. 3477. What's one song you REALLY like from the: 30's? 40's? 50's? 60's? 70's? 80's? 90's? 00's? lol idk. 3478. Would you rather have a video phone, an electric scooter, or a digital camera? digital camera. 3479. If a ban on all violent video games was put into effect, would you be outraged by this decision? somewhat. that’s probably more than half the video games out in the market. 3480. In your opinion, is violence in society inescapable? Why or why not? to a degree, yes. there will always be people who can’t control their anger. 3481. Have you ever mimicked a violent “action” from a video game you’ve played towards another person, whether it was to harm or just for play? no. 3482. Do you believe the violent content in video games influences aggressive and/or violent behavior in younger children? to some extent but it really depends on the individual. if they’ve been taught that violence is wrong at a young age they should be fine. there are millions of people, including children, that play violent video games. not everyone turns out violent because of it. 3483. What makes life a bitter sweet symphony? idk. 3484. Name four things that aare AWESOME: sleep, food, money, vacations. 3485. What's the most creative/funny answer you can come up with for this question: What are you doing? nothing lol. 3486. Can you imagine this world going on without you? yes. 3487. Are you the only person who really exists? no. 3488. Is everyone else a figment of your imagination? i hope not. that’d be lonely. 3489. Or are YOU a figment of my imagination? maybe. 3490. Can you prove you exist? How? my birth certificate. 3491. What do you HAve to get off your chest? nothing. 3492. If you cheated on someone would you confess to them? yes. 3493. Is it true that at least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you? Who? my immediate family and my boyfriend. 3494. Are you in therapy? nope. 3495. Do you go shopping on black friday? yes. 3496. What is the bane of your existance? rude people. 3497. Better movie: Weird Science or Caddy Shack? none. 3498. Who's the big winner? me. 3499. What are the 3 funniest: music videos? Movies? songs? idk. 3500. Guess what? no.

#survey #surveys #quiz #bored #questions

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howlsmovinglibrary · 7 years ago

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All of the question tags!!

Damn, it seems that this is what happens when you run out of phone data and are away from wifi for a while. The 11 questions tags take over.

Imma gonna answer every tag that I can find in this one long post, and sweet jesus I’m not tagging anyone in this particular chain, for fear of starting some kind of infinite loop that eventually becomes sentient and takes over the world.

So, time to seriously overshare!!

From @books-are-portals

1. Favourite mythological being (of any kind)?

It’s a tie between dragons and unicorns, and you know what that means…..FIGHT!

2. Least favourite drink?

I hate coke/diet coke/pepsi/cola. I’m quite intolerant to caffeine in large doses, so the last time I drank a glass of coke, at like 4pm in the afternoon probably about 8 years ago, it kept me away until 3am D:

3. What book(s) do you recommend for everyone?

The Wicked and the Divine comics. It’s hella diverse, the art is amazing, and it’s about insanely powerful magical pop star gods. EVERYONE SHOULD READ.

4. Can you touch the tip of your nose with your tongue?

No – I have both an incredibly small nose and a very stubby tongue.

5. Least favourite book protagonist?

Ummm, bar all the protagonists from classics that I could endlessly moan on about all day and all night (I’m looking at you, Pamela), I’m going to say Zoey from The House of Night series, for all her toxic slut shaming, double standards, and just generally horribly written narrative voice (‘bullpoopy’ is a word that will forever be branded on my mind).

6. What TV show/film makes you happy?

Brooklyn Nine Nine is my go-to happy tv show, Spirited Away/Howl’s Moving Castle are the film equivalent.

7. Favourite trope?

Anything where a platonic friendship (particularly between two women) gets prioritised above a romantic relationship.

8. What piece of fictional technology would you like to have?

An alethiometer from HDM – it tells you the truth, but not enough to stop you from being in control of your own fate (the beauty of a book about free will, I guess.)

9. Finish sentence: I didn’t get enough sleep last night because…

…my back aches from lugging all my books to storage.

10. Favourite food to eat when you’re feeling down?

To be honest, it’s probably toast (with peanut butter if it’s been a really bad day).

11. Can you knit?

I can, but I can’t knit well. If you want a scarf, I can, in theory, do that. Anything that isn’t just one uniform band of the same stitch and I am not the person for the job.

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From @heretherebebooks

1. Have you ever fallen out of love with a book? Why?

There are a lot of standard answers: ACOTAR, Twilight, etc. but my most recent is Borderline by Mishell Baker – I really like books with ‘unlikeable’ protagonists so I gave this a very high rating on first review, but I didn’t realise how damaging this representation of BPD is until I read multiple own voices reviews on the subject.

2. What’s the strangest book-related dream you’ve ever had?

I have a lot of book dreams which feature me as the protagonist in my favourite fantasy novels, but then when I try to use magic to defend myself my brain goes ‘but Emma, magic doesn’t exist’ and so I’m suddenly facing down a demon hoard with no powers whatsoever.

3. Have you read a book that you didn’t really appreciate until later on?

Ash by Malinda Lo is the main one for this, because I didn’t appreciate that Ash is not supposed to get with the unbelievably hot fairy prince…until I reread five years later and saw that the hot fairy prince is a dick.

4. What book would you like to see a musical adaptation of? (Bonus: any ideas for song titles?)

To be honest, I just want Starkid to do a ‘A Very Potter Musical’ version of Cursed Child and watch the fanfiction of the fanfiction.

5. Have you ever thrown a book across the room? What was it?

Ms Marvel Volume 4 (my ship was sunk…for now, anyway).

6. What book cover do you absolutely hate? How would you redesign it?

The Falconer and Dark Days Club UK covers are just super tacky – I’d take the Falconer US covers, and replace the Dark Days standard ‘pretty woman in fragile looking pose’ covers with either ‘plain looking woman fighting a fuck tonne of demons’ or just ‘fuck tonne of demons’, which is what the story is about anyway.

7. Have you ever cosplayed a character? Who?

I’m read this question at a con while dressed as Newt Scamander, so…. (last year I was Violet from the Rat Queen comics).

8. What’s the last book that made you want to scream from the rooftop?

Six Wakes by Mur Lafferty (the thing I screamed was “MURDER. IN. SPAAAACEEE!” when my housemate asked me what it was about, although I was not on a rooftop at the time.)

9. What’s your favourite subgenre?

My new favourite is ‘geeky contemporary’, bonus points if it’s ‘geek convention contemporary’ (Queens of Geek, Geekerella, Unconventional)

10. If you could bring an author back to life to write one more book, who would it be?

I think Angela Carter could write one hell of a feminist YA fairy tale retelling, so I’m gonna bring her back.

11. Mug full of tea on your bed - yay or nay?

I just….I don’t live life this dangerously xD

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From @bookcub:

1. Who was the last character you related to and what were they from?

Luca from The Burning City by Amanda Foody – he was basically the reason I kept reading that book, which otherwise wasn’t really my cup of tea, despite being a perfectly good book. He was the love interest, and was explicitly demiromantic. Although I’m not entirely sure where I place on the ace spectrum, and also felt that his portrayal was a little bit too cut and dry – with no sexual attraction until the MC shows up and then all the sexual attraction immediately at once with not really any grey area – his indifferent attitude towards sex as a general concept until those feelings latch onto a specific person, and his hesitation surrounding how to handle a relationship when it’s not something he’s has to consider before that point, were both very relatable for me. It certainly fitted my experience a little better than Tash Hearts Tolstoy.

2. What’s your favorite genre of music?

Hmmm…there’s a wide range but I guess singer songwriter covers it? I care more about a song’s lyrics than what genre it’s in.

3. Which tags on tumblr do you follow and why?

*whispers* I still don’t really understand how following tags works…..(someone plz explain)

4. Do you have any book related jewelry?

I have a necklace of an owl delivering a Hogwarts letter, and Howl’s earrings from the Ghibli movie.

5. Thoughts on booklr being dead?

I think the parts of booklr that were active a few years ago might be dead, but that’s just one specific group of people and they’ve probably moved on for a reason. Given it’s only in the last year or so that I’m getting notes and making friends, if booklr truly is dead then it seems that I’m either a necromancer, or having one hell of a party in the graveyard.

6. What are some of your favorite picture books from when you were a kid?

We’re Going On a Bear Hunt is the classic (my parents used to sing it to me to get me to go on hikes). When I could read for myself, Varjak Paw.

7. What’s the first book you remember reading or being read to you?

My dad read me the first and half of the second Harry Potter books on the Eurostar train from London to Disneyland Paris.

8. What’s your favorite dystopian novel and why?

Hmmm, I’m not really a fan of dystopias all that much (more of a fantasy person), but I really like the Wolf by Wolf series, which I think counts due to it being alt. history, and The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood. The first because a) it has fantasy elements, and b) A* character development over the duology. The second because it was the first ‘literary’ book I read for school and enjoyed, and because the TV show has been one of my favourite things this year.

9. Where do you get/buy most of your books?

Truthfully, Amazon. I’m trying to do better now that I’m no longer strapped for cash.

10. Favorite animal?

Cats. Fluffy, smooshy faced cats in particular ^^.

11. What book release are you anxious for (one you know the release date for) (yeah that means not Doors or Stone)

It’s a toss-up between The Stone Sky by NK. Jemisin (which is out like, next week!!), Provenance by Ann Leckie, and Warcross by Marie Lu.

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From @accidentalspaceexplorer:

1. What do you think of science fiction?

I think it is good when written well, where the focus on world building doesn’t leave the characters one dimensional. Unfortunately I also think it is coded masculine in a number of ways - the focus on a ‘logical, technological’ world rather than ‘illogical’ femme coded magic - which means that sometimes I find it quite an frustrating and alienating genre.

2. What’s one of your pet peeves?

Mansplaining. Currently there’s this really horrible man at my book club who keeps trying to explain narrative to me and I’m like, dude, I’m an English Literature graduate.

3. If you could pick one magic system to exist in real life, what would it be?

Oh, fuck. There’s so many that would be amazing, but I think the main I always gravitate back to is Elemental magic a la the Avatar universe, because that was the first type of magic system I fell in love with.

4. What is your favorite tree?

Cherry blossom

5. Do you have any plants around the house?

I do not own any personally, but my housemate has like fifteen spider plants to which I like to think I am a caring godmother figure.

6. What is the book with the weirdest premise that you’ve read and would recommend?

The Jane Austen Project - time travellers go back to Regency era Britain to befriend Austen and try to steal one of her lost manuscripts.

7. Have you loved books for as long as you can remember, or was there a particular event that sparked you becoming a reader?

As long as I can remember - I remember giving a presentation in class about how I was going to be any author at age 9.

8. What is your favorite recipe?

Lemon meringue cake - cake, lemon curd, a fuck tonne of meringue, what’s not to love?

9. Do you reread books? If not, why not? If so, what’s one that you reread again and again?

Yes. Always reread. My three main ones are The Dark Days Club, Uprooted, and (of course) Howl’s Moving Castle.

10. What’s your favorite weather?

Cold sunshine in winter.

11. Do you read every day?

Pretty much (I read on my lunch break at work).

I think that’s every outstanding question answered - sorry if I’ve missed anyone!

#11 question tag #some would say 'too many questions' tag #about me #some would say 'too much' about me

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5,000 question survey series--part thirty-six

3401. How well can you read between the lines when others are talking? I don’t know. I feel like I’m pretty good at reading people and picking up on what they’re saying.

3402. Would you ever speak in front of your peers about peace and social injustice? I don’t want to speak in front of people about anything.

3403. Where does peace begin? With yourself.

3404. Does Aamerica practice the ideals it preaches? Like any of us, we don’t always practice what we preach. We have our issues as a country for sure.

If yes when and where?

If not, why not?

3405. In conversations do you assume that you know what will be said? It doesn’t usually go how I think it might.

If yes, isn't this a form of closing yourself off to new ideas? Like it said, it doesn’t usually go how I think it will. I don’t like follow or a script or anything. Conversations veer off in all kinds of directions.

3406. In what ways are you closed minded? I think I’m generally pretty open minded about a lot of things.

3407. do you prefer beans or rice? Beans and Mexican rice are good.

3408. who's a better tv dad?--dr. huxtable (bill cosby) or danny tanner? Bill Cosby is disgusting.

3409. detroit or new york? New York.

3410. What's your favourite Star Wars movie? All of ‘em.

3411. What's your favourite Star Trek movie? I don’t like Star Trek.

3412. How about Batman? Batman v Superman and the Justice League movies.

Indiana Jones? I’ve never watched them.

Lord of the rings? I never could get into those.

harry potter? Prisoner of Azkaban.

star wars? You asked this already.

3413. If you could ask one question and one question only to the following people, what would that question be:

Saddam Hussain?

George W Bush?

John Lennon?

an alien?

God?

Someone you knew who has died?

Steven Speilberg?

JD Salinger?

3414. Have you seen AI (artificial intelligence)? No.

If yes, what were the beings at the end of the movie?

Do you see this as a possible future for humanity?

What'd you think in general?

3415. If a-l-k-a-s-e-l-t-z-e-r spells 'relief' how do you spell:

love? G-O-D.

happiness? D-O-G-S.

evil? S-A-T-A-N.

sexyness? A-L-E-X-A-N-D-E-R S-K-A-R-S-G-A-R-D

yummy? C-O-F-F-E-E

3416. Have you ever been to a Braodway show? Yes.

What one? Phantom of the Opera.

3417. Nighttime shows or matines (sp?)? Whichever.

3418. How are your family get-togethers, loud and rambunctios or quiet and formal? Maybe a bit loud, but not too wild. We have a good time.

3419. Would you be able to survive shippwrecked alone on a desert island? No.

3420. Speaking of islands, does Gilligan EVER get off his? Does he? I don’t know how it ends.

3421. What movie has the BEST soundtrack? There’s a few.

3422. Do you ever go into chat rooms? No, not since like the early 2000s.

If yes, what ones? I went into kid and teen chats.

3423. Is english your first language? Yes.

If not...How you say hello in your language:

another word in your language + english translation:

boob in your language:

3424. Make up a religion (make it up): No.

what would it believe:

3425. Create your own country-

Name of country: Sleepyland.

Ethnic background: It would be a diverse country.

Language (make it up): Zees. lol you know, like Zzz.

Other details:

3426. How would you celebrate these holidays?

Dogs in Politics day: Promote adopt not shop and banning puppy mills.

Magic circles day: Be bald and free day: National mole day: Skin cancer awareness and encouraging people to check for any suspicious moles.

Syliva plath day: Read her poetry.

Increase your psychic powers day: I don’t believe in psychics.

Waiting for the barbarians day:

Air day:

3427. -Why do you think Steve got kicked off Blue's Clues: He didn’t get kicked off, he left because he had cancer.

3428. Hooked on heroin or hooked on phonics? Uh, phonics.

3429. -Have you ever taken an insanity quiz and said, "Hay, thats a good idea!" No.

3430. - Have you ever covered yourself in blood and layed down on the side of the road to make it look like you were in an accident? Um, no.

You don't know what you're missing. Wtf.

3431. Can you flare your nostrils? Sure.

3432. -do you want to swim in a vast lake of gatorade? or, any other beverage for that matter? No thanks.

3433. -have you ever sneezed at the same time everyday, consecutively, for over 3 months? No, omg. That would be awful.

3434. -how did the first person discover that pigs feet would be so good that we call them a delicacy? I don’t know.

3435. -why did the first person to ever eat pigs feet eat them? You’d have to go back in time and ask them.

3436. -do you like the idea of 'like father, like son'? Sure? Unless the father is horrible or something.

3437. Put the following musical acts in order from best to worst by numbering them..(1 for best, 2 for 2nd best, etc... 20 for worst).

Avril:

Ashanti:

Joan Jett:

David Bowie:

the Bee Gees:

The Doors:

Tool:

DMX:

Iggy Pop:

Creed:

Weezer:

Ministry:

Thursday:

Kittie:

Adam Ant:

Rancid:

the Clash:

Led Zeppelin:

Moby:

Tom Waites:

3438. Would you rather be an evil dictator or a sitcom family member? What in the world kind of comparison is this? I would be a sitcom family member.

3439. What is the wave of the future? What.

3440. What's your favorite old movie (before 1990)? Ferris Bueller’s Day Off.

3441. When someone tells you that their signifigant other lives REally Far Away..do you ever suspect that they are single and making someone up? Lol not usually, but it would depend on the person.

3442. Alaska or Hawaaii? Oooh. I’d love to visit both.

3443. Why did Kentucky Fried Chicken change their name to KFC? Convenience?

3444. What is there no place to hide from? Your mind.

3445. Which makes you happier, giving presents or getting them? I love giving presents.

3446. What can you never have just one of? Cup of coffee.

3447. What comes to mind when you think of Hulk Hogan? Wrestling.

3448. What would you be the patron saint of? I’m not a saint.

3449. Do you still look at the world with wonder like you did when you were a kid? No. Kids are so curious and easily excitable about everything. I admire that.

3450. For 5 seconds clear your mind. Good. Now write the first thing that you can think of!: Sleep. ha.

3451. When was the last time you ate too much? I don’t know. I used to be such a foodie, but over these past 3 years my issue has become not eating enough.

3452. Describe the sexiest person you can imagine: Alexander Skarsgard. Google him.

3453. What have you seen that's...bizzare? I’ve said that about things, but I can’t think of an example right now.

3454. Are there any stores or brands or products that yoou boycott? Yeah.

3455. Do you want things to REALLY get out of control? No thank you.

3456. Are you too tense? I am.

3457. Where would you be without love and bubblegum? Uhh.

3458. Why aren't comic books popular anymore? For some people it is.

3459. Think of one friend (who?): My dog.

When is the last time you saw each other? Like 30 minutes ago.

Do they smoke? No.

Do they believe in God? Dogs don’t have that kind of awareness.

When you first saw this friend what was your impression? Omg she was so small and cute, but she was really shy and nervous poor thing. When we asked the worker at the shelter if we could pet her, she like slowly crawled out. She wouldn’t stand up and at first we thought she couldn’t. Even for treats she’d just stretch her body to reach them, but wouldn’t get up. You’d never know that now because she’s very goofy, hyper, and playful and goes wild for treats. She takes her Princess name very seriously, too. She can be so demanding when she wants to go on a walk or wants a treat.

Their age? 2.

The top five things you think they think about? Treats. Toys. Playing. Sleep. The boy dogs next door. ha.

3460. Do you say what you mean? I tend to hold back a lot.

Do you mean what you say? Not always. I downplay things a lot, too.

3461. Could you eat meat if you had to hunt it yourself? Eeeek I really don’t think I could. Unless perhaps I was in a situation where I had to and survival instincts kicked in.

3462. Order from greatest to least importance: spirituality, creativity, intellect, great body, open-mindedness, magicalness, great dancer, interesting dresser, wit and cleverness, niceness, stability

3463. Complete the sentence.

When a problem comes along You must: Whip it.

3464. Pick the two most important attributes for food-- fast, cheap, tastey, healthy Tasty and healthy. Though let’s be real for me it’s fast and tasty.

3465. What do you think is the best metaphor for romantic relationships? (e.g. a car wreck, a cruise): I don’t know.

3466. Kittens or no kittens, that is the question. They are quite adorable.

3467. Is gaining 15 lbs in a night possible? That would be very concerning and should definitely be checked out.

3468. Do you get emotional watching movies? Rarely. And if I do, I’ll feel sad and maybe tear up a bit, but I’m not a crier during movies. That’s very rare.

3469. What amkes you feel nostalgic? A lot of things.

3470. Do you feel like you've been misplaced? No.

3471. Have you ever fought someone, just for fun? No. I don’t fight people at all. That’s concerning if you go around fighting people because you find it fun.

3472. What gives you an adrenaline rush? I haven’t felt that in a long time.

3473. What would you do if you loved someone more than anything else, and you could never have them? I know how it feels to be in love with someone who doesn’t feel the same and, well, it sucks to say the least.

3474. Rank these events in order of best/most exciting to boring:

drinking and dancing to your favorite music at a club:

taking a walk in the woods and a bath in a stream:

having great sex:

winning the lottery (one mil):

getting followed home by a stray animal:

meeting someone interesting to talk to:

seeing your favorite band in concert:

seeeing aa broadway show:

halloween:

3475. Can you keep a secret? Yes.

3476. Where is the tenderness? I don’t know, but I like that song.

3477. What's one song you REALLY like from the:

30's?

40's?

50's?

60's?

70's?

80's?

90's?

00's?

3478. Would you rather have a video phone, an electric scooter, or a digital camera? Well, all cell phones now take videos and pictures so I could say video phone and it would cover the digital camera, too.

3479. If a ban on all violent video games was put into effect, would you be outraged by this decision? No.

3480. In your opinion, is violence in society inescapable? Yes.

Why or why not?

3481. Have you ever mimicked a violent “action” from a video game you’ve played towards another person, whether it was to harm or just for play? Nah.

3482. Do you believe the violent content in video games influences aggressive and/or violent behavior in younger children? It can for some people.

3483. What makes life a bitter sweet symphony? “It’s a bittersweet symphony, this life.”

3484. Name four things that aare AWESOME:

3485. What's the most creative/funny answer you can come up with for this question: What are you doing? I got nothin’. I’m literally just doing this and snacking on cheesy tots from Burger King.

3486. Can you imagine this world going on without you? It would get along just fine.

3487. Are you the only person who really exists? No...

3488. Is everyone else a figment of your imagination? No.

3489. Or are YOU a figment of my imagination? Blah.

3490. Can you prove you exist? Hi, here I am.

How?

3491. What do you HAve to get off your chest? Nothing.

3492. If you cheated on someone would you confess to them? I believe I would.

3493. Is it true that at least 5 people in this world love you so much they would die for you? Maybe 3.

Who? My mom, dad, and my younger brother.

3494. Are you in therapy? No, but I definitely should be.

3495. Do you go shopping on black friday? Online.

3496. What is the bane of your existance? fjlksfkdsfls

3497. Better movie: Weird Science or Caddy Shack? Neither one interests me.

3498. Who's the big winner?

3499. What are the 3 funniest:

music videos?

Movies?

songs?

3500. Guess what? Chicken butt.

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