#Melodie Foxtrot

[snimbusjavy]

Melodie Foxtrot is an agent of the Sentinel faction and designated infiltration unit of their forces. But she's very different than the standard Sentinels, in the fact that most of the time, she will outright refuse to follow orders...

Melodie can be brash, blunt, and somewhat hot-headed. But her skills? They are unparalelled, and the effectiveness of her stunts even more so, if only equally reckless.

Even Commander Strongheart can't deny this fact about her. And yet... perhaps she should stop picking fights too easily...

[storiesfromafan]

The Waltz

A/N: yes I am back with Part 3 (Dance Class 101 and Beautiful Swan). I have to say I've enjoyed writing this small series, and have enjoyed the comments.

I also want to thank everyone who has followed this story blog, I cant believe I have got 326 followers!!

Also, don't hesitate to request stories. Sometimes it helps with my writing block lol.

@littlebookbengal @bewitchingbrie @anehkael -unfortunatly I couldnt take a few people :(

The Waltz

The booming voice of Professor Dumbledore in welcoming all to The Yule Ball. Gathering with other couples, you and Lorenzo watched the Professor with everyone else. Dumbledore spoke about the ball and how it was a tradition that is kept up to bring Hogwarts, Beauxbatons Academy and Durmstrang Institute together. And it did bring you all together. Besides most of the males of Hogwarts being intimidated of the male’s students from Drumstrang, the female students from Beauxbatons had taken to the females of Hogwarts.

               Once Dumbledore was finished, he introduced each of the school’s champions. They all entered in a line, before coming to stop in the open space of the dance floor. They opened The Yule Ball with the first dance for the night. You and Lorenzo sniggered at Harry Potter and his date, the only couple to stick out like a sore thumb.

“Looks like old mate has two left feet” commented your friend.

               You snort laughed. “Don’t be so mean Enzo” you hit his arm softly.

               You both went back to watching as your professor’s joined in. Of course, Snape and the female professor, who had been your dancing instructors, paired up and took to the floor. You and Lorenzo held it together as best you could. The female professor still looked like she wanted to run for the hills, while Snape was as rigid as ever. Only now the rest of the students got to bare witness to what the Slytherin students had been privy to for two weeks. You heard the whispers and the sniggers at Snape’s expense.

               Once the dance was over, Snape left the dance floor in a sweep of his cloak, his dance partner moving off in the opposite direction. The champions all took their leave of the floor, while other students braved the dance floor.

               Lorenzo shot you a smirk before taking your hand and dragging you to the floor. All the while you softly protested, which he chose to ignore. Coming to a spot on the floor, Lorenzo stopped and swiftly turned to face you. You on the other hand, staggered for a moment from his motions. But quickly you corrected yourself, standing tall shooting your date a glare.

               The live band started up with the perfect melody for the dance you were all about to partake in, The Foxtrot. It was the second dance Snape taught Slytherin, it was easier to learn then The Waltz. Which made you wonder why he hadn’t started with that dance. Oh well, you had learned the steps in the end.

               “Ready?” Asked Lorenzo.

               You continued to glare. “No”.

               He chuckled. “Well, you better get ready”.

               And with that you both began to move along with the music, Lorenzo leading you around the floor in a medium tempo. At first your steps were unsure and a little sloppy, but after a little bit, you got comfortable and confident in your steps. And before long you and Lorenzo were moving smoothly around the floor. Lorenzo shot you a knowing smile, which you rolled your eyes at but none the less you sported a beaming smile.

               Like the other students, Mattheo and Daphne watched on. Mattheo’s gaze following your every movement. He felt jealousy rise as he watched Lorenzo smile at you, to which you rolled your eyes but gave him a happy smile. That should have been him out there with you. Smiling at each other and laughing. But instead, it was his good friend with you.

               “Who would have thought Enzo would pity (Y/N/N) enough to be her date?” Remarked Theodore as he came to stand next to Mattheo.

               “I don’t think it was pity” retorted Mattheo. “He did it out of friendship. Enzo cared about her to give her a good night”.

               Theodore shot his friend a bored look. “Whatever, he was the idiot to give up a night with any willing girl. What to ditch and hang out somewhere else?”

               Feeling appalled by his mate’s words, Mattheo got serious. “He’s not an idiot. Enzo chose a friend over some conquest. He always cares about a person’s wellbeing”.

               Theodore laughed with a hand up. “Alright, alright. Don’t need to get your knickers in a knot. It’s fine they came together, happy?”

               Mattheo huffed turning back to you on the dance floor. He could see Theodore looking at him, then to you and Lorenzo, and then back to him. A look of recognition flashed on his face before he chuckled.

               “How did I miss it” he mused, “how did I miss your crush on (Y/N/N)?”

               Mattheo looked shock, looking to his date, who was busy chatting with Theodore’s date. He then turned to his friend and said in a lower voice, “you’re wrong. I don’t have a crush on (Y/N/N)”.

               Theodore laughed. “Lie all you like mate, I can see it plain as day now. And quite frankly, it took you long enough”.

               Mattheo shot his friend a confused look.

               Theodore laughed hard. “Wow, come on I’ve known you a long time. I could see how close you and (Y/N/N)’s had gotten. I just thought you’d had worked it out by now. Both Lorenzo and I could see how you both were crushing on each other, even have a bet going on who would confess first”.

               Shock and surprise crossed Mattheo’s face. You, crushing on him? No surely, they were mistaken. Not once had you ever shown any interest in him in that way. You never flirted, never dropped hints, never jealous of other girls. You had always seemed uncaring and uninterested.

               “You’re wrong” Mattheo began, “(Y/N/N) doesn’t have a crush on me. She’s never shown signs of liking me like that”.

               Once more Theodore laughed. “Oh, my friend how wrong you are. That beautiful creature out there” – he pointed in the direction of you on the dance floor – “does have a crush on you. And just because you haven’t seen the signs, I can assure you that Enzo and I have”.

               Mattheo shook his head, not once taking his eyes off you.

               “I can tell you firsthand that the look in her (colour) eyes when you would bring your latest conquest around the group, the evident hurt in those eyes as she watches you together. Or how she would ‘off handedly’ help you study, when really, she wanted to be near you. Probably hoped you would read between the lines of all her help to see that she did like you more than a friend. You my friend have been oblivious to how she show’s her feelings, as you are used to girls throwing themselves at you”.

               If Theodore was right, then Mattheo had made a mistake, a big one. If he had been able to read you better, then he wouldn’t have had a reason to hold back his feelings. It would have been he who had escorted you to The Yule Ball. It would be him out there dancing with you, smiling and laughing.

               Theodore clapped Mattheo on the back. “If I was you, I’d come up with a plan to get to (Y/N/N) and sweep her off her feet. Or else she might fall for Enzo instead”.

               With that Theodore took his date and left Mattheo to his thoughts. Daphne brought him back when she asked when they would dance. He winced at the idea; his poor feet would hate him if he danced with her. Dancing, that was it. With a few words to Daphne that they would dance soon, the cogs in Mattheo’s head were turning, a plan coming together.

               The song came to an end, you and Lorenzo stepped back from each other before bowing and curtsying to the other. Coming to fully stand once more, you both shot the other a warm smile. Lorenzo then took your arm before leading you from the dance floor, and over to a space by the wall. You both took the moment to cool off.

               “I had my reserves about dancing but thank you for dragging me against my will. It was fun”.

               He laughed. “You are welcome, any time I would happily drag you to dance”. Lorenzo winked at you, making you laugh.

               Lorenzo smile at you before his attentions turned elsewhere. “How about I get us some drinks. I’ll be right back”.

               Before you could say a word, your friend walked off, leaving you a little confused but looking forward to some refreshments. You decided to lean against the wall, hands resting behind your back and against the cool stone wall. It was grounding, the coolness against your warm flesh. Your eyes roamed over the room. You noticed couples and groups in conversation. Those on the dance floor that were strong dancers compared to those that were trying their best.

               Finally, you spotted Lorenzo with drinks in hand, but it was the person walking next to him that he was in deep conversation with that made you stand up straight. He was talking with Mattheo, and they looked to be quite serious. But just as quick had you seen them, did Mattheo part from your date. What had they been discussing, you wondered.

               Joining you once more, Lorenzo held out a cup with punch in it, you accepted the cup and took a gracious sip. Once the cup left your lips you turned your gaze back to your date, studying him. You wanted to question him, find out what led to their talking or what Mattheo had to say. So, you decided to just go for it.

               “What did Mattheo want?”

               “Hm?” Lorenzo asked before taking a sip from his cup.

               “I saw you two talking before you came back with my drink. What did he want?” It might have sounded rude, but you were dying to know. Though it went against your not caring mantra for the night.

               “Mattheo? Oh, he was just commenting on the dancing. Thought we looked good” Lorenzo said off handedly turning to watch those on the dance floor, while leaning against the wall.

               “Oh really? Is that so?” You questioned further.

               “Mmhmm, said you looked graceful. And had a glow about you. Which he’s not wrong about” he laughed.

               You nudged his shoulder with your own. You left it that. Your heart swelled at Lorenzo’s words. Mattheo had complimented you. You felt the soft smile form on your lips at the compliment. But then reality set in. You were at the ball with Lorenzo, not Mattheo. He had chosen to take Daphne Greengrass and was probably having a wonderful time. He was probably being nice with his compliment. Possibly a ploy to get back in your good graces. The smile slipped from your face, the hallow feeling returning to your chest in realisation.

               Silence rolled over you both as you continued to watch those around you and on the dance floor. Soon time slowly passed before Lorenzo moved from the wall, taking your empty cups, and setting them down on a table off to the side. He shot you a bright smile before holding out his hand to you.

               “May I have the next dance my lady?”

               You laughed. “Why yes good sir, for this time you did ask me”. And placed your hand in his.

               Lorenzo led you to stand with those spectating the dancing students. You both stood there waiting for the current dance to end, so that you both could join the next dance. With the final notes of the song, the students on the floor stopped, bowed, and curtseyed to each other before vacating the dance floor. Sharing a look, you and your friend took to the floor, along with four other couples. Standing before your partner, it was the movement from the left side that caught your attention.

Making their last-minute appearance on the floor, both Mattheo and Daphne moved over to stand on your right side. You felt your body stiffen at the sight of them, a sight you had done best to stay clear of. But here they were, shoving it front of you. With the first few notes, you placed your left hand on Lorenzo’s right shoulder while his right hand was placed against your side, his left-hand taking hold of your right hand. Now you were ready to begin The Waltz.

Just like in dance class, Lorenzo led while you followed. You both followed the steps, graceful in your movements on the dance floor. Out the corner of your eye you would see Mattheo and Daphne, your heart sinking further from it. Moving to hold your head high you reminded yourself to not care about them. You didn’t need him.

Lorenzo shot you a warm smile, that you returned. “Forgive me or thank me later”.

You shot him a look of confusion before finishing the square, he then proceeded to turn you out before letting go of your hand. You wanted to protest to whatever he was doing, but the feeling of a hand taking hold of your own and spun you in to face the one person you were trying to forget. Mattheo moved you into position, without a thought you moved your left hand to his shoulder. Confusion written all over your face at what was happening.

Your gazed moved back to your original dance partner, who was now dancing with a confused and irritated Daphne Greengrass. Lorenzo looked to be talking to her, possibly an attempt to calm down the girl. You looked back to Mattheo, who wore a mischievous grin on his face. All the while you both moved in time with the music, steps just as graceful as you had been dancing with Lorenzo.

“What is going on?” You questioned with a sharp tone. “Why am I dancing with you?”

Mattheo chuckled. “I thought we should dance, and since you aren’t talking to me. I got Lorenzo to help me get my dance”.

You glared at the boy before you. “You had no right to swap me from my date”.

“Oh? I think Enzo didn’t mind” he retorted.

“Well, I mind. Not that you care”.

The look of hurt in Mattheo’s eyes at your words wounded you. Any time he was upset hurt you, and the need to cheer him up would kick in. But not this time. You were still hurting from what he has done. Mattheo needed to learn a lesson.

He sighed. “I’m sorry for stealing you away. But you have to admit you have avoided me. You aren’t talking to me”.

“And there’s a reason for that” you fired back looking him right in the eyes. “Until you work out what you done and what you need to do to fix it, I will continue to not talk to you”.

Silence rolled over you both after that. You had said what you had too. Mattheo knew exactly what you were talking about. He knew he had to step up and apologise, which is what he wants to do. He just wasn’t sure how to do it. He was worried he wouldn’t say the right words, and it would only make things worse.

You both continued to move in time with the music, fluid movements filling the remaining time with Mattheo. Without talking you took in the boy before you, now that you have a closer opportunity. Since arriving at the ball, his hair was now messy. Mattheo must have absented mindedly ran his hand through his brown curly locks, something he done when in thought. He had also loosened the tie around his neck, and the jacket of his dress robes unbuttoned. You could have laughed at the untidy appearance, but held it in.

As the song started its descent to an end, you both moved in a square one more time. Only the grip Mattheo held tightened, almost drawing you closer. Mattheo moved his left foot forward, as you stepped back on your right. He then moved his right foot forward, while you moved your left foot backwards. Then you both moved those feet to the side, before bringing their partnering feet to meet with them. Mattheo then led you as be moved his right foot back, as you moved your left foot forward. Then he moved his left foot backwards, while you brought your right foot forward, both moving them to the side and then closing with its partnering feet. Thus, completing the square.

Reluctantly Mattheo loosens his hold on you, as he stepped back. You step back from his hold, your hands coming to rest at your sides. Looking each other in the eyes, you see something unfamiliar flash in his eyes. But he bows to you, cutting eye contact. In a daze of mixed emotions, you curtsy back.

With reality coming back, you felt like there was no air in the room. Standing back up you try to take a deep breath but struggled. Feeling a panic rising in you, you gather up your skirt and quickly move from the dance floor and out of The Great Hall. It was all too much. You would rather have kept Mattheo at arm’s length.

That’s funny, as you just did. Your mind taughtened you. For you had just been dancing at arm’s length.

Exiting into a courtyard not far from The Great Hall, you held your head in your hands while taking a deep breath of cold fresh air. Releasing it slowly, you tried to work out what just happened. Your heart ached with a mix of happy and sad. Your mind a mess from all that has happened so far tonight. The one thing ringing in your mind was Mattheo, the one person who hurts you so much. Even if it was unintentionally.

“Bloody hell!” Huffed an all too familiar voice. “Why did you take off (Y/N/N)?!”

Mattheo had been oblivious of your leaving the dance floor till Lorenzo called out to him. Upon seeing your form missing before him, Lorenzo pointed in the direction you had taken off. And he took off in chase, not second guessing the choice to follow you. He heard Daphne call his name, but no doubt Lorenzo stopped her and would entertain her a little longer. All Mattheo worried about was you.

He watched you quickly walk before him; he did call out to you, but you ignored him. Coming to the entrance to the courtyard, he was greeted with the sight of you, standing with your back to him with hands on your head while looking up breathing slowly. Something told him it was some level of anxiety that had you making an escape. But he couldn’t help huffing out what he said to you.

“Matty…” you sighed. “Please, leave me be. Go back to the ball” you practically pleaded. It broke his heart.

“Talk to me” he took a step closer before stopping himself.

You laughed at his words. “There is nothing to talk about…not until you work out what you did”.

“I know what I did…” he said softly. “I’ve known since it happened”.

Your hands dropped from your head, slowly you turned around to face him with a hurt look upon your face. It hurt him to see you like this, it felt like that hurt was more than just from the other week’s hang out. You didn’t say anything, waiting for the boy before you to continue.

Mattheo took a deep breath, readying himself. “What Theodore said to you, how…pathetic” – he struggled to get the word out – “people would think you were if you didn’t have a date. And I am so sorry for agreeing with him”.

“Why did you agree with him then?” You questioned, guarding yourself to try and save yourself.

Mindlessly Mattheo ran a hand through his curls. “I was stupid. I didn’t want Theodore to turn his sights on me, teasing and running me down. But I hurt you instead. The one person who I hold close”.

The one person who I hold close… You felt warmth rise in you, but you told yourself it was because you were friends. That is all.

“Don’t say that” you pleaded, “don’t say you hold me close. It only gets my hopes up” you said softly, tears pricking your eyes.

Without a thought, Mattheo crossed over to stand before you. He wrapped his hands around your upper arms softly, subconsciously making sure you wouldn’t run from him again. Concern washed over his face as he looked you in the eyes. Everything Theodore said coming back to him.

“You are the one person I hold close (Y/N), you are the only person to be there for me. To help me study, to check on my mental state, to kick my ass if I step out of line” he chuckled. “Don’t ever doubt how highly I think of you”.

You shook your head. “I’m not that good a person…”

“Yes, you are” he pulled you closer to him. “Why do you say you aren’t?”

This was it, the moment of make or break.

“My intentions weren’t always innocent…” you started looking him deep in the eyes. “Sure, we are friends but over time things…changed. And I wanted more of your time”.

“Well, all you had to say was you wanted to spend more time with me” Mattheo butted in.

You shook your head. “Not like that…I saw how you were with other girls. Flirting and being your charming self. I was jealous of them. Then you would bring them around the group, lessening my time with you because you were focused on them”.

Mattheo swallowed. Hating to hear how you felt. Knowing he only did it to distract himself from you.

“Then this ball happened. Stupid me hoping, wishing you would ask me. That’s why in the courtyard I hinted at going on my own. Again, hoping you would ask me. But you asked Daphne…I wasn’t going to come tonight, you know?”

Hearing how you hoped for him to ask you was like a punch to the gut, bringing the guilt he felt back full force. “I-I didn’t know…” Mattheo breathed, hands dropping from your arms in thought.

That movement hit you hard, making you think he was pulling back from you. That he didn’t care for you. You felt a tear escape and make its way down your face, feeling rejected. Your shoulders started to shake while you tried to hold back the tears. Mattheo looked to you, only to see you shake. Thinking you were cold; Mattheo quickly removed his jacket before wrapping it around your shoulders. He pulled the jacket tight in front of you, you looked to the boy in confusion. He on the other hand looked at you with worry and care. Silently he was waiting for you to continue.

“Yeah…well I wasn’t going too; Enzo didn’t even know. But when I spoke to him earlier, I couldn’t bring myself to say I was not going. I didn’t expect him to offer to be my date, but I am grateful he did. He has made tonight bearable”.

Jealousy flashed in Mattheo’s eyes. But they softened when he saw a tear escape your eye, your second tear, before bringing his hand up and gently wiped it away. Both of you looked at the other, savouring this moment. Mattheo moved to cup your cheek with his hand, without missing a beat you leant into the warmth, all the while never breaking eye contact. Without missing a beat, Mattheo leant in and tenderly kissed your lips.

The kiss was gentle, innocent. He noted how soft your lips were, and a tad cold from the night air. Reluctantly, he pulled back and observed your reaction. Shock evident on your adorable face.

“Forgive me (Y/N/N). Forgive me for flirting and entertaining other girls, for parading them around you. Forgive me for spending less time with you, and for agreeing with Theordore’s idiotic notions” Mattheo confessed and pleaded. “And, most of all, forgive me for not being your date tonight. As I would have rather spent my night with you, then anybody else”.

You searched his eyes, looking for any sign that him or his words weren’t genuine. But all you saw was sadness, begging and hope. Not what you would usually see with the Slytherin heart throb. He was baring his all to you, and only you. So, you made your decision.

You raised up on your tippy toes, one hand grasping at Mattheo’s shirt, before you lent in to kiss him. As soon as your lips touched his, he knew you forgave him. No words were needed at this point. He leant down, releasing you from the uncomfortable position of standing on your tippy toes. Mattheo pressed his lips firmer to your own, but not enough it hurt. Soon he slowly pulled back, taking in the tender look upon your face, as you opened your eyes, that you don’t remember closing.

“I have liked you for years now” Mattheo said softly, afraid being too loud would burst this bubble around you both. “But I have been scared you didn’t like me, or it would ruin our friendship”.

You softly smiled at him, understanding how he felt. “I have liked you for years too…”

A bright smile formed on his sinful lips. “Then let us rectify it, what do you say?”

All you could do was nod your head. And once more Mattheo leant in and captured your lips, only this time it was a little more ungraceful. Which made you laugh. And to retaliate to your laughter did the boy before you poke your sides, making you squeal in dislike. Before long he was chasing you around the courtyard, you trying to escape his pokes and tickling. When he finally caught you, Mattheo spun you around before drawing you close.

That was the moment you knew you would have to thank Lorenzo. And it was the start of your personal relationship with Mattheo Riddle.

[wafflefries13]

Twisted Teas

I don’t know a lot about tea, only that I usually like it iced and sweet, a casualty of growing up in the south. But I’ve been wanting to learn more about it, especially blends. I found this cool website, Adagio Teas, that have a bunch of fan made fandom blends for a ton of different books, movies, video games, and tv shows (#notsponsored). So I thought I would try my hand at making teas for the Twisted Wonderland cast. I tried to go off vibes, color schemes, and their favorite food. Hopefully my train of thought makes sense. If anyone wants to actually try any of these let me know how they taste. 

Adagio Teas: Signature Blend

Riddle: 

Wild Strawberry 

Summer rose

Cream 

Extra scoop: Rose hips 

Ace: 

Dewy cherry

Fiery cinnamon spice 

Vanilla oolong 

Extra scoop: Cherry 

Deuce:

Green rooibos blueberry 

White blueberry

Kentucky whisky 

Extra scoop: Blueberries 

Cater: 

Passion Fruit 

Pomegranate grove 

Orange

Extra scoop: Orange peels 

Trey: 

Cocomint green 

Assam melody 

Pu-erh hazelberry 

Extra scoop: Cocoa nibs 

Leona:

Pu-erh dante 

Tiger eye 

Turmeric bliss 

Extra scoop: Marigold flowers 

Ruggie: 

Ceylon sonata 

Hojicha 

Hazelnut 

Extra scoop: Safflower 

Jack: 

Lapsang souchong 

White pear 

Almond Oolong 

Extra scoop: Ginger root 

Azul: 

Earl gray lavender 

Black cherry 

Chocolate truffle 

Extra scoop: Lavender flower 

Jade: 

Forest berries 

Almond oolong 

Toasted mate 

Extra scoop: Raspberry leaves 

Floyd: 

Autumn mist green 

Oriental spice 

Gunpowder 

Extra scoop: Cloves 

Kalim: 

White eternal spring 

White tropics 

Coconut grove pouchong 

Extra scoop: Coconut 

Jamil: 

Cinnamon rooibos chai 

Masala chai 

Mango melange 

Extra scoop: Aniseed 

Vill: 

Blackberry 

Cherry green 

Rooibos jasmine 

Extra scoop: Cornflower 

Rook:

Assam melody 

Earl gray bravo 

Butterscotch 

Extra scoop: Lemon verbena 

Epel: 

Spiced apple chai 

Candy apple 

Rooibos vanilla chai 

Extra scoop: Apple pieces 

Idia: 

Maple cream oolong 

Almond cardamom cake 

Honeybush banana nut 

Extra scoop: Cocoa nibs 

Ortho:

Almond

Chocolate chip 

Vanilla 

Extra scoop: Candycane 

Lilia: 

Earl gray moonlight 

Black cherry 

White chai 

Extra scoop: Cherry 

Silver: 

Forest berries 

Pu-erh hazelberry 

Almond oolong 

Extra scoop: Lemon balm 

Sebek: 

Kukicha 

Green chai 

Chili lime green 

Extra scoop: Lemon peels 

Malleus: 

Dragon fruit dream 

Camomile 

Citron green 

Extra scoop: Hibiscus flowers 

Crowley: 

Earl gray bravo 

Blackberry 

Caramel 

Extra scoop: Pink peppercorn 

Crewel: 

Irish breakfast 

Currant 

Hojicha 

Extra scoop: Raspberry leaves 

Trein: 

Vanilla oolong 

Cream

Butterscotch 

Extra scoop: Apricots 

Vargas:

Masala chai 

Fiery cinnamon spice 

Spiced mate 

Extra scoop: Cardamom seeds 

Sam: 

Foxtrot 

Green rooibos key west 

Citron green 

Extra scoop: Lemon peel

[order-of-river-phoenix]

Dancing; Robert “Rosie” Rosenthal

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Fandom: HBO/AppleTV War; Masters of the Air

A/N: Obviously I had to cook something up for my man Rosie. This is my 2nd MOTA piece, and I’m still trying to find my footing in writing these guys. But could y’all tell I’m sticking to a short word count? My goal is 300 words on the dot, so if it ever feels like the end weird it’s bc I’m still figuring it out. Just trying to maintain realistic goals for myself :)

Warning(s): none i think, a lil angsty there at the end

Prompt: Dancing

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Rosie had a natural rhythm, like there was a melody playing in his head for only him. His walk was a foxtrot, light and fluid. His ever bouncing knee was a jive in his chair—clear to anyone that he'd rather be up and in action. The way he flew was a perfectly choreographed waltz with the wind.

And his actual dancing? You'd have thought he wrote the song with the way he flowed with the music. Spinning and dipping at just the right moments. Swaying you along while you did your best to anticipate where he was leading you. Even the more intimate songs had you giggling in his embrace.

"You sure are light on your feet , Lieutenant. I thought you said you were a lawyer."

He flashed his wide grin, cheeks giving his nickname a whole new meaning. "I am, I was-ah. Yes. I also grew up in a family of musicians, and while I could never quite make any of my own music, I did learn how to make the most out of other people's."

"Well, you seem to have put in the work. I don't think I've ever had a better dance partner."

And then it was as if someone had pulled the needle off the record prematurely. He had anticipated going and going until they no longer needed him, but three missions in, he and his crew were sent on something akin to a vacation. All of his momentum came to a halt, and it was like downing multiple shots of espresso to visit an art museum. He needed to be moving with a purpose, not lounging—reflecting.

“I’m fine.��

He insisted this to himself as well, as if it didn’t feel as though the band had stopped in the middle of his dance.

[princesssarisa]

Sleeping Beauty Spring: "La Bella Dormente nel Bosco" ("The Sleeping Beauty in the Wood") (1922 Italian opera by Ottorino Respighi)

Name any famous story, and it's almost certain to have been adapted as an opera, whether or not that opera is often performed. Here we find an Italian operatic Sleeping Beauty, with a libretto by Gian Bistolfi, and music by the renowned composer Ottorino Respighi, best known for his tone poems Fountains of Rome, Pines of Rome, and Roman Festivals. It was originally conceived and performed as a marionette opera, with the story enacted by puppets while the singers sang from offstage. While rarely performed today, it does have occasional revivals, some with singing actors performing the roles onstage as in any other opera, and others with marionettes. One complete sound recording is also commercially available, as is a filmed performance from the Teatro Lirico di Cagliari.

Divided into three acts, but fairly short at an hour and forty minutes long, this opera follows the familiar plot of the fairy tale, yet with interesting creative embellishments. Act I opens with an atmospheric nature scene where a nightingale, a cuckoo, and a chorus of frogs sing their evening songs, before the King and Queen's ambassador arrives in search of fairies to attend the newborn Princess's christening, and seven fairies heed his call. At the christening, the villainous Green Fairy curses the Princess to prick her finger at age twenty rather than fifteen or sixteen (some productions of Tchaikovky's ballet make the same change), and not to die, but to sleep forever. Twenty years later, in the old spinning woman's tower, the spindle itself is sentient and sings, as does a cat: the Princess dances a cheerful dance with the two of them, but when she pricks her finger, the spindle gloatingly reveals itself as an agent of the Green Fairy. The following scene begins comically, with pompous doctors trying to diagnose the sleeping Princess's "illness," but then gives way to lamentations by the King, the Queen, and their court. That is, until the kindly Blue Fairy arrives to put them all to sleep as well, and only now does she alter the curse so that it will break when the Princess receives "the kiss of love." In place of the traditional briars or thick forest surrounding the castle, giant spiders weave an enormous web around the castle to protect it.

Act III reveals an especially unusual and quirky change from traditional versions of the story. The Princess and her court have slept for three hundred years rather than just one century, and the action now takes place in the 1920s of the opera's premiere. The entourage of Prince Aprile (yes, his name means "April" – the libretto is full of springtime imagery) includes a club of rich Americans led by the comical "Mr. Dollar Cheque," who resolves to buy the sleeping Princess after they learn her story from a woodcutter. But Prince Aprile takes a more romantic approach and battles the last of the monstrous spiders, causing the web to fall away, and then wakes the Princess with a kiss. After the lovers sing a romantic duet, the newly awakened court joins the modern world in a playful dance finale, which starts as a minuet and ends as a foxtrot.

Respighi's music lacks any particularly "hummable" melodies, but its beauty stands out all the same, with a tone of shimmering fairy-tale Romanticism balanced here and there with moments of humor. The influence of many great Classical and Romantic composers can be heard, particularly from Wagner, but with a welcome lighter touch than the famous German composer brought to his operas. The "modern day" final act also includes passages of ragtime and jazz, which somehow never clash with the rest of the score's Romanticism.

Ultimately, this opera's blend of gossamer beauty and quirky playfulness give it a unique charm. Whether or not it's anyone's favorite opera, or anyone's definitive version of Sleeping Beauty, it most definitely deserves to be performed more often. At any rate, as both an opera lover and a fairy tale lover, I'm glad to have discovered it, and I plan to listen to it again before long.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @thealmightyemprex, @faintingheroine, @reds-revenge, @thatscarletflycatcher, @comma-after-dearest, @the-blue-fairie, @paexgo-rosa, @autistic-prince-cinderella

[diceriadelluntore]

Storia Di Musica #289 - Genesis, The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway, 1974

Quando si parla di dischi dove davvero si sente quanto siano bravi i musicisti, non si può non pensare all’epopea del progressive (che come quelli che mi sopportano in questa rubrica da più tempo sanno, sia uno dei miei pallini musicali). Il prog, che vorrei sottolineare è una definizione che negli anni è diventata sempre meno descrittiva e precisa, ma che per consuetudine e anche affetto si continua ad usare, è stato il primo e significativo della gioventù europea di creare musica pop fuori dallo schema del blues americano d’importazione. Sembra un particolare secondario, ma è fondamentale, come lo è l’estrazione sociale dei protagonisti: tutti baby boomer (termine che vuol dire la prima generazione nata dopo la guerra, non il sarcastico e odioso epiteto di oggi contro chi non è “giovane”), sospinti dalla crescita economica e, particolare importantissimo, la prima generazione che fa musica studiando a livelli superiori; quasi tutti i grandi gruppi progressive sono formati da ragazzi laureati, spesso in materie scientifiche (l’esempio più famoso è Brian May, laureato con lode in Astrofisica, ma ricordo anche i componenti dei mitici Van Der Graaf Generator tutti dottori in materie scientifiche). Tutto questo portò ad un approccio molto serio e tecnico alla musica, e al netto delle preferenze personali i capolavori del prog sono tutti dischi suonati magistralmente, e potrebbero essere tutti citati in questo mese. Aggiungo, in primis, disseminati nei post di questa ve ne sono tanti, e in secundis per celebrare degnamente i dischi stato dell’arte ho scelto uno dei più famosi dischi prog, capolavoro di una delle band leggenda del movimento.

I Genesis sono stati i principi del progressive, una dei gruppi mitici di quel periodo. Eppure l’inizio fu tutt’altro che promettente: dopo una scrittura per la Decca e due singoli, esce From Genesis To Revelation (1969), che ha così poco successo che tutti i membri della band, Peter Gabriel, Tony Banks, Chris Steward, Anthony Phillis e Michael Rutherford tornano a fare gli studenti universitari. Fu però l’intuito di un grande discografico, Tony Strattor-Smith, che fondò la Charisma, la casa discografica motore del prog, a intuire il potenziale: entra a fare patte della band John Mayhewm con cui registrano Trespass (1970), che sebbene non ha vendite confortanti è apprezzato e ha il primo, grande brano, The Knife. Ma il meglio deve ancora venire: Mayhew se ne va con Phillips, e tramite un annuncio sulla famosissima rivista Melody Maker, vengono scelti due nuovi musicisti, Steve Hackett alla chitarra e Phil Collins alla batteria. Nasce qui la line up leggendaria, e piano piano inizierà a prendere forma il loro mondo di testi colti, ironici e surreali, con tanti riferimenti letterari e alla mitologia non solo classica ma anche del folklore locale, una musica maestosa e a tratti magicamente ipnotizzante con largo uso di tastiere e sintetizzatori, creando o anticipando stili futuri, tipo il rock sinfonico. Nursery Crime, Foxtrot, Selling England By The Pound sono i primi tre capitoli di una tetralogia magnifica di capolavori che impongono lo stile musicale del gruppo ma anche l’istrionismo di Gabriel, cantante superbo, e da ricordare soprattutto che fu il primo ad introdurre l’aspetto teatrale e scenografico nei concerti, usando travestimenti, trucchi in volto, caratterizzando la voce dei vari personaggi delle canzoni. Il disco di oggi è l’apoteosi di questo concetto, un disco che è molto di più di Gabriel che dei Genesis, nella stessa misura di The Wall disco di Roger Waters che dei Pink Floyd.

The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway, che esce nel 1974, è il primo, e unico, concept album dei Genesis. Racconta la storia di Rael (anagramma di Real, reale, ma anche parziale di Gabriel), un ragazzo portoricano fuggito dall’orfanotrofio di Pontiac che va a New York a scrivere graffiti, unica forma per esprimere i suoi sentimenti. Camminando per Broadway, Rael si imbatte in un agnello sdraiato fra i vapori dei riscaldamenti sotterranei, che si trasformano in una nebbia che lo trasporta in un'altra dimensione spazio-temporale, quasi interamente ambientata sottoterra. Qui troverà mostri mitologici, uomini mezzi rettili, personaggi grotteschi, ma troverà anche suo fratello John. Proprio per salvare la vita di John, al culmine della storia, Rael rinuncerà a tornare nella sua Manhattan, magicamente riapparsa oltre una finestra nella roccia, per gettarsi fra le rapide di un fiume. Subito dopo il salvataggio tuttavia Rael si accorge sgomento che John ha assunto le sue stesse sembianze, rivelandosi di fatto una proiezione del suo io, e appena capito cosa sta per succedere immediatamente dopo i "due Rael" scompaiono in una misteriosa foschia purpurea assieme a tutta la scena e alla storia stessa. Non esiste un brano “killer” come ci sono stati in altri lavori precedenti, ma basta il brano omonimo che apre il disco, che raccoglie come una ouverture di musica classica tutti i temi del disco ( il doppio LP dura oltre 90 minuti), la dolcezza di Hairless Heart o The Carpet Crawlers, o la forza di In The Cage o di Counting Out Time per decretare questo disco di una tale ricchezza di spunti, sia lirici che sonori, da dare il capogiro. La storia di Rael è l’ennesimo, e più sofisticato, tentativo di Peter Gabriel di critica al consumismo, alla imminente globalizzazione, agli idoli fallaci di un mondo dove i confini tra illusione e realtà sono sempre più fittizi, dove essere e apparire si fondono perdendo di contorno e significato, e molto più di altre occasioni c’è una dimensione personale di racconto emozionale per dar forma a temi che riguardano la sua interiorità, come il rapporto col sesso (The Lamia, The Colony Of Slippermen), con la paura o con la morte (Anyway, Here Comes The Supernatural Anaesthetist), visti con gli occhi di Rael. E se per qualcuno c’è il dubbio, in It, misterioso e sarcastico brano di chiusura, Gabriel canta “Se pensi che sia pretenzioso, sei stato preso per un viaggio\Guarda attraverso lo specchio figliolo, prima di scegliere, decidi” e finisce con “it's only knock and know-all, but I like it", che storpia il titolo di It's Only Rock 'n Roll (But I Like It), degli Stones, traducibile pressappoco: «criticare e [fare il] saccente su tutto», quasi a profetizzare le future critiche delle riviste musicali al lavoro, accusato di essere uno spaccato di megalomania, per la storia così complicata (che ha, per essere precisi, un finale aperto, come a sospettare un continuazione prevista). Gabriel dopo il tour successivo questa faticaccia se ne va, nel 1975, anche perché gli animi degli altri non vedevano bene il suo protagonismo. Ci sono le ultime tre cose da dire: i Genesis ne volevano fare un film con William Friednik, recentemente scomparso, ma non se ne fece mai niente; il disco fu accompagnato da 102 concerti, dove Gabriel cambiava vestito per decine di volte, ed è un peccato che non ne sia mai stato fatto un live come si deve; i Genesis, dopo l’addio di Gabriel, passano le redini a Phil Collins, che dopo la bufera del punk (che odiava la maestria del prog, a cui opposero i suoni viscerali e spesso sgangherati), specializzerà il gruppo in una sorta di pop d’autore, che regalerà risultati di vendita mai visti, soprattutto negli Stati Uniti, che ovviamente non capirono mai del tutto il prog. Ma il passaggio tra le due epoche equivale a passare in una strada dove prima sorgeva una cattedrale maestosa, tra le più grandiose di sempre per meraviglie, al cui posto adesso c’è una villetta in riva al mare, che accoglie l’ondeggio lento delle onde. Un cambiamento non da poco.

[bubblesandgutz]

Every Record I Own - Day 780: Loose Fur s/t

Every so often one of those albums comes along that completely alters your musical tastes. For me, Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot was one of those records. I already liked a lot of Americana and singer-songwriter stuff, but Yankee Hotel Foxtrot took the homespun sound that I liked and ran it through a modern lens. This sonic update wasn't necessarily a wholesale embrace of the 21st century---their songs battled environmental noise, industrial static, stylistic option paralysis, soul-less technology, and the bombardment of stimuli in the Information Age. It was a record of beautiful songs that were built up and dismantled in the studio, with vestiges of dissonant clutter and ornate embellishments deftly woven in and out of the mix by Jim O'Rourke.

I'd watched the documentary on the making of the album, I Am Trying To Break Your Heart, before hearing the actual record. Watching the band navigate the songwriting process, the label pressure, the inner band struggles, Jeff Tweedy's migraines and panic attacks, and the underlying quest to move forward artistically in a marketplace that doesn't value vision all lent an additional layer of mystique to both the album and the band.

There were snippets of other Wilco songs scattered throughout the documentary, and I was obsessed with tracking them down. I bought all the other Wilco albums. I bought bootleg CDs of Yankee Hotel Foxtrot outtakes. But the song I was hunting for, "Not For The Season," was nowhere to be found.

Then in 2003, it showed up on the debut album by Loose Fur under the title "Laminate Cat." Loose Fur was a side project featuring Jeff Tweedy, new Wilco drummer Glenn Kotche, and Jim O'Rourke. I came for "Laminated Cat," but I stayed for the strange protracted jams, unusual drum textures, synth forays, blissed out fingerpicked guitar, and off-kilter O'Rourke melodies. This wasn't a Tweedy-centric project---it sounded like three adventurous musicians having fun in the studio.

But it also sounded like the more adventurous parts of Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, except instead of treating it as another layer that could be faded in and out of the mix, these exploratory moments were the focus of the songs. A big part of the magic of Yankee Hotel Foxtrot involves what Kotche and O'Rourke brought to the mix, and on Loose Fur we hear what happens when those musicians' skills and ideas are given equal weight to Tweedy's songwriting.

[motleymemes]

VtMB sentence starters - Malkavian Whispers

–– feel free to change pronouns and the like !* also note that this one’s been copied / pasted because I can’t find the files

“Bone round in melody and word layed in rain.” “Cemetery runoff congealing at the door.” “Maggots love you. Trust me.” “Mast lay shrouded and the moon is melting.” “Try the corpse in the oven with peppers and fur.” “Souls draped in rotten tatters and Father dances in the dark.” “Make the tallow from the fat of a hangman.” “Danger.” “Evil crouches.” “Death.” “DIE!” (Evil laugh) “I smell a rancid grave.” “You're in for it now.” “Rustling robes of the Reaper.” (Evil laugh) “They're coming.” “All are blind whose eyes are closed.” “Look at it, bent like a calf for the butcher.” “The drove is a terrible mistress.” “Whispers and words sprout from the same seed.” “A dark light from your death.” “Hemlock for the deceivers.” “It casts a crooked shadow.” “It has two mouths to lick from.” “Deep of the Atlantic, the Ark, dreaming, sleeping.” “Elkabo, elkabo, pixy queen where all is green.” “Can't see, can't see! Where have my eyes gone to?” “Heloise said you. Cranberry sauce. Hotel foxtrot.” “Stop doing that. Mother shan't be too pleased. None too pleased.” “It's a tangle of asps.” “Those lips bleed a putrid poison.” “Sealed with the kiss of swine.” “Rat tails, cat tails, coat tails, all tales.” “A trick with two tongues.” “It's not fair! I wanted too.” “Pennies for your eyes in its pockets.” “Why is it troubled?” “Ask about the free arsenic.” “Blood brings the vicious beast.” “I see daggers hang on his breath.” “The very thought falls to the flame.”

[aussiegunsmoke]

[ dance ] — our muses slow dance together

Jack was a surprisingly good dancer. With a gentle hand on her hip, and the other holding her hand, he swayed them to a soft melody, playing from an old radio he pulled out from somewhere. The sniper had wondered if it still worked, come to find that it did indeed still function. Once he learned that it did, he invited Nat to a dance. Most people didn't know, but he was classically trained in ballroom dancing, the waltz, and foxtrot.

"Yew enjoyin' yerself, darl?" He murmured, Australian drawl deep and thick with relaxed energy.

[kiaroscuro]

Warnings: descriptions of violence, major character death

Rating: Mature

Main Pairing: Ren Amamiya / Arsene

Main Tags: post-canon, zombie au, angst, hurt / comfort, road trips

Warning: tooth-rotting fluff for once!

· · ─────── =^.^= ─────── · ·

Christmas is spent just the two of them inside the apartment, classical music echoing over the phonograph while Ren tries (and fails) to prepare something resembling a traditional dinner. The turkey is replaced with mackerel, a short excursion towards the shrine yesterday bearing fruit, though Ren's managed to get his hand on seaweed to decorate his little rice creatures. Arsene watches, not lifting a single claw to help, and they talk about inane things while he cooks, stalwartly trying to ignore the outside world and pretending that everything was fine. The persona is putting on the finishing touches onto the radio unit, encasing all of the tender electronics into a mostly-waterproof shell, his book on the subject open next to him on the table.

(They've plated a single slice of fish and rice at Mona's shrine, an incense stick burning and plastic flowers resting in a vase next to the collar, and Ren spent a moment before continuing simply standing there in silence, praying for his lost friend. Arsene didn't join him, though the persona had added a copy of The Curse of Capistrano to the shrine, and Ren has caught him standing before it in the evenings, paging through the translated copy with soft touches. Zorro and Mona are both dearly missed.)

They've seen new activity on the streets, and Ren wonders if it means that there's more survivors or if it means that the mutated are growing bolder, and he honestly doesn't want to know. They've had to take out two infected humans and one shadow a few days ago before the commotion would've drawn in more danger. Ren frowns down at the propane. "...we're running low on gas, pigeon." He says, shaking the barrel to estimate how much is left. A day or so, and then they'd have to make another supply run.

"Already? I hadn't realized how much we've been using it," the persona hums, wings shifting as he stepped closer to Ren. Though thou've been cooking more often than not these days. He recalls, and Ren flushes because he's been in an increasingly good mood ever since he's woken up naked and huddled against the persona's side, buoyed by their shared affection.

"Hm," he says, and belies it at that. Arsene steps back to his radio unit, fiddles with it until a button's glowing softly, and then extends his hand towards Ren. May I have this dance? He asks, softly, and Ren flushes before taking off his apron and checking over the slowly-cooking food.

Yeah, he says, already softly taking the offered hand and stepping closer. Ren's got some ballet training, though he's really more of a breaker and freestyler than a classical dancer. Arsene scoffs, silently, hand going to Ren's waist. A Foxtrot is not difficult, dear. The persona hums, and then leads Ren along, both of them watching their footing until they get lost in the rhythm of the melody. They twirl around until the record scratches over at the end, and they separate with smiles. Ren goes back to check on his food while Arsene looks for a new album -- something much more jazzy, much more peppier -- and they dance and twirl around until Ren stumbles in his footing and lands against Arsene's chest, full of laughter.

"Thank you," Ren says, hasn't felt this light and happy in long, and Arsene's horns blaze in his own merriment while he cradles them together, his wings coming around to blanket over Ren. Always, the persona reassures. Joyeux noël, mon cher.

"Merry Christmas to you too, pigeon." Ren laughs, before reluctantly separating because he's hungry. They sit together at the dinner table, the persona nursing a tea while Ren is satisfied with the mackerel, when a buzzing noise starts to interrupt them. He blinks, confused at first, worried that their phonograph somehow broke, when Arsene makes a triumphant noise while he lunges for the radio.

Ren stares in surprise as the persona adjusts the dial, catching the tail-end of a broadcast.

>>--all over the next couple of days. To the people all the way across the bay: Merry Christmas, and may this night be a peaceful one. But remember, just because it's a holiday doesn't mean that you can slack off in your duties, human and shadow alike!"<<

"...oh god," Ren mutters. "Oh god, that's--"

"Mme Akane! Canst thou hear us?" Arsene twists at another little knob, the static growing less fuzzy. Ren's at his side in an instant.

"Akane!" He cries, elated. Even if she can't hear them, the fact that they're picking up her public broadcast this far away from Tsu is just--

>>A wonderful... wait, I'm getting interference -- dad, Kasumi, help me out, the signal's really weak.<< Rustling. >>Hello, whoever you are, speak up! Are you close to Ise Bay? This is a weather and alarm broadcast for the region. If you can, come to Tsu.<<

"Akane, this is Ren! Can you hear me? Amamiya Ren! And Arsene!"

>>Almost! Keep talking, the frequency is really bad and... wait, is that music? Are you another community of survivors? Dad, hurry up!<<

Ren starts laughing, unable to stop, and even Arsene is thrumming as if in a hiccup while they keep talking into the radio and moving closer to their phonograph, and it is only a minute later that Akane exclaims in triumph. >>We got it working!<<

"Akane--" Ren's voice cracks and Arsene's hugging him to himself. "Akane, it's Ren and Arsene! We're all the way over in-- Nagatsugawa! Oh god, I didn't know you would succeed, Arsene--"

>>Ren!<< Akane screeches, and he can hear soft clamoring around her. >>Oh my god, Ren--<<

>>Wait, Amamiya?!-- <<

>>Senpai!<<

That last one-- that sounded like--

"Sumire? And Zenkichi? And I heard you mention Kasumi earlier-- all of you made it?" He asks, and something heavy finally lifted from his shoulders. If they made it to Tsu, does that mean that--?

>>You bet your ass it's them! They found their way over a handful of days ago-- you keep sending survivors to us!<< Akane laughs, apparently the one with the equipment. >>First it was that rag-tag group of shadows, and then the Yoshizawas; is there anyone missing?"<<

"The nekomata and shoguns' group made it safely over?" Arsene interjects, and Ren would've loved to meet them. Akane answers in the positive, and then segued into how their settlement was doing, before there was a shuffling noise and Zenkichi was on the line.

>>Sorry 'bout that, but you said you're in Nagatsugawa? How do you have signal?<<

"Arsene's been toying around with a radio unit we found on a crashed plane-- he managed to piece it together into a handheld radio system somehow. We're as safe as we can be, really; don't worry too much."

>>That's impossible, you know that.<< Zenkichi muttered, shifting. >>We're kind of cluttering the broadcast right now, but I gotta say, I'm really glad that you've made it this far. And you're pretty close to Tokyo too, huh?<<

"...yeah, we've settled down until the snow melts -- the vegetation's stopped being as destructive, but surviving out in the wild isn't something I want to try while we have a perfectly safe place to stay." Ren admits, readily shifting into something more mundane, something less dangerous. He leans back against Arsene, the persona contently silent right now. Think you can tap into the secret frequency?

Of course, mon petit voleur, who do thee take me for? And maybe install a stronger battery, the radio is starting to die, he added, and Ren relayed the latter part, noting how the voices were growing more staticky. Akane rushes back to the line.

>>Wait before you disconnect! At the same time again tomorrow?<< She asks, voice desperate.

"We shall try, yes. Though I'll have to mount a battery, so it might take a day or more, depending on what we find. ...Merry Christmas from Nagatsugawa, settlements of the bay." Arsene closes with, softly.

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[krystletan]

Dezign Format Pte Ltd - Adapting Retail Interior Design: Post-Pandemic Insights

The world took a twirl, and so did retail! With masks on and social distancing dance moves, the pandemic shifted how we shop. But guess who's been twirling in sync? Retail interior design! In Singapore, our shopping haven, the design and build companies have waltzed with creativity to adapt retail spaces for the new normal. Let's dive into this design disco:

1. Safety First, Style Second: A Choreography of Health

Amidst the rhythm of uncertainty, the safety spotlight took center stage. Design and Build maestros orchestrated a symphony of safety measures that harmonise with style. Picture one-way aisles guiding us like dance partners, touchless payment steps leading the routine, and sneeze-guard ballet – a graceful combination that ensures shopping is not just delightful but secure.

2. Space - The Distanced Frontier: Expanding Horizons

In this space odyssey, design and build virtuosos took "distance" to a new dimension. Expansive layouts and clever configurations spun a tale of space innovation. The result? A shopping expanse that respects personal space while celebrating the joy of discovery. It's like every shopper has a front-row seat in a cosmic theatre of products.

3. Tech Tango: Digital Choreography Unleashed

Tech tangoed its way to the dance floor, and design and build experts embraced it with flair. Interactive touchscreens waltz to our touch, apps samba to our orders, and virtual reality quicksteps into our homes. Shopping's no longer a mere transaction; it's a tech-infused performance where every click is a step in the retail routine.

4. Mood Lighting, Happy Feet: Illuminating Emotions

Mood lighting – it's not just about brightness; it's a mood-altering melody. Imagine stepping into a store where the lighting is a conductor of emotions. Design and build wizards curated an ambiance that's both captivating and comforting, where every corner radiates the perfect glow, making shoppers want to dance their way through the aisles.

5. Flexibility Mambo: A Dance of Adaptability

The Flexibility Mambo – a dance where spaces transform as fluidly as a dancer's moves. Design and build virtuosos performed this dance of adaptability, conjuring pop-up shops like magic and changing displays with a swish. Shopping's now a series of surprises, with each visit offering a fresh rhythm of products and arrangements.

6. Green Groove: Nature's Dance Floor

Nature took the spotlight, and design and build leaders embraced the green groove. Vertical gardens foxtrot on walls, sustainable materials salsa underfoot, and eco-friendliness two-steps into style. It's a refreshing twist to retail, a dance where sustainability and aesthetics waltz hand in hand.

7. Personalisation Paso Doble: Tailored Shopping Experience

Ever felt like a VIP in a store? That's the Personalisation Paso Doble! Design and build trailblazers donned their data hats, turning shopping into a bespoke experience. With data-backed insights, they wove a dance of personalisation, where every step feels tailor-made, like a dance designed just for you.

8. Community Conga: The Heartbeat of Togetherness

Retail's rhythm pulses with community spirit – it's the Community Conga! Design and build conductors harmonise local art and culture, choreographing a dance that resonates with Singapore's vibrant heartbeat. It's a shopping experience that not only celebrates products but also the rich tapestry of the local community.

9. Storefront Symphony: Entrance Elegance

The storefront is the prelude, and design and build composers know how to strike the perfect chord. Textures, colors, and forms entwine in a symphony that sets the stage for what lies ahead. Aisle after aisle, shoppers are greeted with an entrance fanfare, an invitation to embark on a shopping symphony.

10. Playful Encore: Reimagined Retail, Rediscovered Joy As the curtain gently descends, we stand amidst a reimagined retail landscape. Design and build artisans take a final bow, having orchestrated a performance that turned challenges into an enchanting choreography. Retail interior design in Singapore isn't just about shelves and signs; it's about weaving joy into every step of the shopping dance.

Read more: https://mnbusinesssearch.com/adapting-retail-interior-design-post-pandemic-insights/

[sandybrett]

A rough chronology of the extended Wilco family

1990

Uncle Tupelo, consisting of Jay Farrar, Jeff Tweedy, and Mike Heidorn, release their first album, No Depression.

1991

Uncle Tupelo release Still Feel Gone.

Titanic Love Affair, led by future Wilco guitarist Jay Bennett, debut with Titanic Love Affair.

1992

Uncle Tupelo release March 16-20, 1992. Mike Heidorn leaves to spend time with family and is replaced by Ken Coomer. John Stirratt and Max Johnston are also added.

The Bottle Rockets, led by UT's friend and roadie Brian Henneman, debut with Bottle Rockets.

Alt-country supergroup Golden Smog, of which Tweedy will later be a member, debut with an EP, On Golden Smog.

1993

Uncle Tupelo release Anodyne. Farrar leaves due to the breakdown of his friendship with Tweedy.

Titanic Love Affair release an EP, No Charisma.

1994

The Bottle Rockets release The Brooklyn Side.

1995

Wilco, consisting of the remaining members of Uncle Tupelo plus Brian Henneman as temporary lead guitarist, debut with A.M.

Son Volt, consisting of Jay Farrar, original Uncle Tupelo drummer Mike Heidorn, and brothers Jim and Dave Boquist, debut with Trace.

Golden Smog, now joined by Jeff Tweedy, release Down by the Old Mainstream.

1996

Titanic Love Affair release Their Titanic Majesties Request and split up.

Wilco, with Jay Bennett as new lead guitarist, release Being There. Max Johnston leaves soon after.

1997

Son Volt release Straightaways.

The Bottle Rockets release 24 Hours a Day.

1998

Billy Bragg and Wilco release Mermaid Avenue, an album of previously unrecorded Woody Guthrie lyrics set to music.

Son Volt release Wide Swing Tremolo and go on hiatus.

Golden Smog release Weird Tales.

The Bottle Rockets release Leftovers.

1999

Wilco release Summerteeth.

The Bottle Rockets release Brand New Year.

2000

Billy Bragg and Wilco release Mermaid Avenue, Volume II

Tweedy, Glenn Kotche, and Jim O'Rourke start a side project called Loose Fur, although nothing is released yet. Kotche soon replaces Ken Coomer in Wilco.

2001

Jay Farrar releases Sebastopol.

The Autumn Defense, a side project of John Stirratt and Pat Sansone, debut with The Green Hour.

Wilco attempt to release Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, but their label won't let them, so they buy the masters back and release them for free on their website. Jay Bennett is dismissed from the band.

2002

The Bottle Rockets release Songs of Sahm.

Yankee Hotel Foxtrot finally receives an official release.

Jay Bennett and Edward Burch release The Palace at 4am (part i).

2003

The Minus 5 release Down with Wilco, a collaboration with several members of Wilco.

Jay Farrar releases Terroir Blues.

Loose Fur release Loose Fur.

The Autumn Defense release Circles.

John Stirratt and his twin sister Laurie (a member of Blue Mountain) release Arabella.

The Bottle Rockets release Blue Sky.

2004

Jay Bennett releases Bigger than Blue.

Wilco release A Ghost Is Born. Pat Sansone joins the band for the tour and all subsequent albums.

Jay Bennett releases The Beloved Enemy.

2005

A new lineup of Son Volt, with Jay Farrar as the only consistent member, release Okemah and the Melody of Riot.

2006

Glenn Kotche releases a solo album, Mobile.

Gob Iron, consisting of Jay Farrar and Anders Parker, release Death Songs for the Living.

Golden Smog release Another Fine Day.

Loose Fur release Born Again in the USA.

Jay Bennett releases The Magnificent Defeat.

The Bottle Rockets release Zoysia.

2007

Golden Smog, no longer including Tweedy, release Blood on the Slacks.

The Autumn Defense release The Autumn Defense.

Son Volt release The Search.

Wilco release Sky Blue Sky.

2008

Jay Bennett releases Whatever Happened, I Apologize.

2009

Son Volt release American Central Dust.

Benjamin Gibbard and Jay Farrar release One Fast Move or I'm Gone.

Wilco release Wilco (the album)

Jay Bennett dies suddenly of an accidental painkiller overdose.

The Bottle Rockets release Lean Forward.

2010

Kicking at the Perfumed Air by Jay Bennett is posthumously released.

The Autumn Defense release Once Around

2011

Wilco release The Whole Love.

2012

Jay Farrar appears on New Multitudes, along with Anders Parker and two other artists, for another collection of unrecorded Woody Guthrie lyrics.

2013

Son Volt release Honky Tonk.

2014

The Autumn Defense release Fifth.

Max Johnston releases Dismantling Paradise, his only solo album to date. Since leaving Wilco, he has been a member of The Gourds.

Tweedy, consisting of Jeff Tweedy and his son Spencer, release Sukirae.

2015

Wilco release Star Wars.

The Bottle Rockets release South Broadway Athletic Club.

2016

Wilco release Schmilco.

2017

Jeff Tweedy releases Together at Last

Son Volt release Notes of Blue.

2018

The Bottle Rockets release Bit Logic.

Jeff Tweedy releases WARM.

2019

Jeff Tweedy releases WARMER.

Son Volt release Union.

Wilco release Ode to Joy.

2020

Jeff Tweedy releases Love Is The King.

2021

The Bottle Rockets announce their retirement.

Son Volt release Electro Melodier.

2022

Wilco release Cruel Country.

2023

Wilco release Cousin.

Son Volt release Day of the Doug.

2024

Pat Sansone releases Infinity Mirrors.

Wilco release an EP, Hot Sun Cool Shroud.

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Dance Classes for Wedding: How to Choose the Perfect Song

Your first dance is a milestone, a moment that transcends time and becomes a cherished memory of your love story. At First Dance Academy, we understand the profound significance of this dance forever, and we are here to guide you in choosing the perfect song before commencing dance classes for your wedding that will harmonize with your unique journey.

Setting the Tone:

The right song sets the tone for your first dance, weaving a melody that resonates with the emotions you wish to express. Whether it's the classic notes of a timeless ballad, the rhythmic beats of an upbeat swing, or the contemporary vibes of a modern hit, the song becomes the heartbeat of your dance.

Telling Your Tale:

Consider a song that tells your story. Perhaps it's the tune that played during your first meeting or the lyrics that mirror the sentiments you hold for each other. At First Dance Academy, we encourage couples to select a song that is not only aesthetically pleasing but also holds sentimental value.

Matching Dance Style:

The chosen song should seamlessly match your desired dance style. From the graceful movements of a waltz to the lively steps of a foxtrot, the dance style should complement the rhythm and lyrics of the song. Our experienced instructors at First Dance Academy, specializing in dance classes for weddings, ensure a perfect harmony between song and dance.

Crafting Timeless Memories:

Your first dance is a canvas upon which memories are painted. Choose a song that will withstand the test of time, a melody that will evoke nostalgia each time you hear it. At First Dance Academy, we recognize the importance of curating a moment that will linger in your hearts forever.

Personalized Consultation:

Let our skilled instructors assist you in this decision-making process. Through personalized consultations, we delve into your preferences, guiding you to discover the song that encapsulates the spirit of your unique love story. Trust us to help you choose the perfect soundtrack for your first dance.

Embark on this musical journey with First Dance Academy, where each step is guided by the harmonious melody of your love. Contact us today to begin first dance lesson for your wedding and begin crafting a dance that will echo in your hearts for a lifetime.

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Part1 of 3. Mini-Series - 10 questions C-Suite Executives must ask before 2024

Part 1: The Rhythm of Reinvention (Questions 1, 2, 3) Title: Is Your CEO Crown Still Sparkling? 3 Soul-Searching Questions for 2024 (#CEOQuestions2024 #StrategicSoulSearching) Abstract: As the New Year dawns, a melody of change whispers on the wind. Will your company waltz gracefully into the future, or are you clinging to outdated foxtrots? These 3 questions are your dance card to reignite…

[goldenfellnase]

Drei ist keiner zu viel: Lustige Tiernamen für Trios!

Hey Leute! Wer von euch hat schon mal versucht, Tiernamen für Trios zu finden? Ja, das klingt vielleicht erstmal etwas ‍skurril, aber es ist tatsächlich ein Ding! Wenn ihr neugierig⁤ seid und erfahren wollt, wie man kreative ⁢Namen für Trios von Haustieren oder sogar Freunde ⁤entwickeln kann, seid ihr hier⁤ genau richtig. ⁢In diesem Artikel ​werfen ⁤wir einen Blick auf einige lustige und originelle Ideen, die euch​ helfen⁢ werden, euer Trio ⁤einzigartig zu⁣ machen. Also schnappt euch einen Stift und los geht's mit unserer Reise in die Welt der Tiernamen für⁤ Trios! Film: - Arlo, Nala und Maui - aus verschiedenen Disney-Filmen - Neo, Trinity und Morpheus - aus der Matrix-Trilogie - Frodo, Sam und Gandalf - aus Herr der Ringe - Max, Furiosa und Nux - aus Mad Max: Fury Road - Maverick, Goose und Iceman - aus Top Gun - Aragorn, Legolas und Gimli - aus Der Herr der Ringe - Simba, Nala und Rafiki - aus Der König der Löwen - Marty, Doc und Biff - aus Zurück in die Zukunft - Jack, Rose und Cal - aus Titanic Zeichentrick: - Dexter, Dee Dee und Mandark - aus Dexter's Laboratory - Tommy, Chuckie und Angelica - aus Rugrats - Marge, Homer und Bart - aus Die Simpsons - Bugs, Daffy und Porky - aus Looney Tunes - Timmy, Cosmo und Wanda - aus Cosmo und Wanda - Stan, Kyle und Cartman - aus South Park Comic: - Bruce, Clark und Diana - Batman, Superman und Wonder Woman aus DC Comics - Tony, Steve und Natasha - Iron Man, Captain America und Black Widow aus Marvel Comics - Black Widow, Hawkeye und Falcon - aus den Avengers - Batman, Robin und Catwoman - aus DC Comics - Wolverine, Storm und Cyclops - aus X-Men Literatur: - Frodo, Sam und Gollum - aus Der Herr der Ringe - Sherlock, Watson und Moriarty - aus Sherlock Holmes - Elizabeth, Mr. Darcy und Jane - aus Stolz und Vorurteil - Dorian, Basil und Lord Henry - aus Das Bildnis des Dorian Gray - Scout, Jem und Atticus - aus Wer die Nachtigall stört - Alice, Mad Hatter und Cheshire Cat - aus Alice im Wunderland Lustige Namen: - Espresso, Latte und Mocha - nach Kaffeesorten - Tango, Foxtrot und Echo - im NATO-Alphabet - Smiley, Winky und Grumpy - nach den sieben Zwergen - Pippin, Merry und Frodo - nach Hobbits aus Der Herr der Ringe Schöne Namen: - Luna, Orion und Stella - nach Himmelskörpern - Willow, Ivy und Rowan - nach Pflanzen - Harmony, Serenity und Bliss - nach positiven Emotionen - Luna, Orion und Nova - nach Himmelskörpern - Jasmine, Blossom und Petal - nach Blumen - Harmony, Melody und Serenade - nach musikalischen Begriffen Götter: - Athena, Apollo und Artemis - griechische Götter - Thor, Odin und Freyja - nordische Götter - Ra, Anubis und Bastet - ägyptische Götter - Hermes, Aphrodite und Dionysos - griechische Götter - Freyr, Idun und Balder - nordische Götter - Osiris, Isis und Horus - ägyptische Götter Kreative Tiernamen für Trios Als stolzer Besitzer einer ungewöhnlichen Haustiertrio, ‍ehrlich gesagt, war ich ziemlich ​überfordert, als es darum ging, ihnen passende Namen⁣ zu geben. Aber⁤ zum Glück bin ich auf eine Quelle der Inspiration gestoßen und habe⁤ einige ‌ entdeckt! Obwohl es ⁢herausfordernd war, habe‌ ich es geschafft, drei einzigartige Namen für⁤ meine ‍tierischen Freunde ⁣zu finden. Hier sind einige meiner Lieblingsideen: 1. ‍"Die Knuddelbande": Für mein Trio von niedlichen Meerschweinchen⁣ fand ich diesen Namen einfach‍ perfekt! Sie sind unglaublich⁤ verspielt und kuscheln⁤ gerne miteinander. Mit ihren flauschigen ​Bäuchen und der knuffigen Art haben sie diesen Namen wirklich verdient. 2.​ "Die fliegenden Künstler": Meine drei wellenartigen Sittiche sind ‌wahre Luftakrobaten ​und zeigen gerne ihre kunstvollen Flugmanöver. ‌Um⁢ ihre ​einzigartige Persönlichkeit widerzuspiegeln, nannte ich sie die fliegenden Künstler.⁣ Sie sind nicht nur⁢ talentierte Flieger, ⁤sondern auch ​echte Charaktere! 3. "Die Pfotenpatrouille":⁢ Für meine ⁣drei energiegeladenen Hunde ⁤entschied ich​ mich für‍ diesen coolen Namen. Sie sind⁤ wie eine ‍kleine Truppe, immer zusammen unterwegs ⁢und schützen ⁤unser ‍Haus.⁣ Mit ⁢ihren schnellen⁢ Pfoten‍ und ihrem treuen Wesen sind sie meine persönliche Pfotenpolizei! 4. "Die scharfen Schnäbel": Meine drei frechen​ Papageien sind bekannt für ⁤ihre​ lauten Gespräche und klugen Kommentare. Ihr scharfes Schnabelwerk beeindruckt mich immer wieder. ‌Daher war klar, dass "Die scharfen Schnäbel" ‍der ‌perfekte Name für diese schräge Truppe war! 5. "Die flauschigen Fünf": Okay, ich weiß, ⁣dass es einen Namen ‍für⁣ ein ⁢Trio gibt, aber ich konnte mich nicht entscheiden, welches meiner Hasen ich auslassen sollte. Also​ entschied⁤ ich ‍mich kurzerhand für fünf Namen! Diese‌ flauschigen Kreaturen ‌sind‍ so niedlich, dass ‌ich es‍ einfach nicht übers Herz gebracht habe, ⁣einen von⁤ ihnen zu vernachlässigen. Ich hoffe, diese Vorschläge helfen dir​ bei der ‍Namensfindung für deine Trio-Bande. Denke daran, deiner Kreativität freien Lauf zu​ lassen und die Persönlichkeiten deiner​ Tiere zu berücksichtigen.⁤ Ob‌ knuddelig, ‌flauschig oder frech – es‌ gibt unendlich viele Möglichkeiten für originelle Tiernamen!​ Viel Spaß beim⁢ Auswählen! Die‍ Bedeutung von ⁤passenden Tiernamen ⁤für Trios Als stolze Besitzerin​ eines Trios von Haustieren kann ich aus eigener⁢ Erfahrung sagen, dass die Wahl der passenden Tiernamen eine⁣ große Bedeutung​ hat. Es mag zunächst ​trivial erscheinen, aber die Namen spielen eine wichtige Rolle in der​ Kommunikation und Identifizierung unserer tierischen Gefährten. Hier sind ​einige Gründe, warum ich glaube, dass passende Tiernamen⁢ so wichtig sind: 1. ⁣Einzigartigkeit:‌ Jedes Tier ist ein ​Individuum und verdient einen Namen, der seine Persönlichkeit widerspiegelt. Indem wir jedem Tier​ einen einzigartigen Namen geben, geben wir ⁤ihm auch​ einen eigenen Platz in ‌unserer Familie. ⁢Das hilft uns, ⁤sie‌ besser voneinander zu unterscheiden und ⁤eine persönliche Bindung aufzubauen. 2. Leichte Unterscheidung: Ein ⁣Trio von Tieren kann zu einer kleinen Herausforderung werden, insbesondere⁢ wenn sie optisch ähnlich aussehen. Indem wir jedem‌ Tier​ einen individuellen Namen geben, erleichtern ‍wir nicht nur uns selbst, sondern auch unseren Freunden und Familienmitgliedern ‍die ⁢Unterscheidung. Das erspart uns peinliche ​Situationen wie ⁣"Welcher von‍ den⁣ dreien ist⁤ das⁤ jetzt?" 3. Verständigung: Ein sinnvoller Tiername kann die Kommunikation mit ​unseren​ Haustieren erleichtern. Wenn wir sie rufen, reagieren sie oft schneller und wissen, dass wir sie meinen. Nicht nur das, auch die Möglichkeit, den Namen ‍in Verbindung mit bestimmten Befehlen zu nutzen, kann ⁢ihnen ⁤helfen, schneller zu lernen und zu verstehen,⁣ was wir von ihnen wollen. 4. Erinnerungswert: Tierische Familienmitglieder ⁤begleiten uns oft ⁣viele⁢ Jahre. Ein ausdrucksstarker Name kann⁣ uns helfen, ‌uns⁤ an besondere Momente und ​Erlebnisse mit unseren Tieren‌ zu erinnern.‌ Wenn wir ⁤ihren ‌Namen ⁤aussprechen, kommen⁢ viele ‍schöne Erinnerungen hoch,⁤ die uns ein Lächeln aufs ​Gesicht zaubern. 5. Spaßfaktor: Gleichzeitig⁢ macht es einfach Spaß, ⁣passende Tiernamen für ein Trio auszuwählen. Es‌ ist die Chance, unsere Kreativität spielen zu⁢ lassen. Ob​ es sich um Namen mit einem gemeinsamen Thema, lustige ⁤Wortspiele⁢ oder inspiriert von ‍beliebten Filmen handelt, es gibt unendlich viele Möglichkeiten, die den Alltag ‌mit unseren Tieren auflockern und uns zum Lachen bringen​ können. Ganz egal, ob wir einem ​Trio von Hunden, Katzen, Vögeln oder sogar Reptilien Namen geben –‍ die Bedeutung von passenden ⁣Tiernamen für das Wohlbefinden⁢ sowohl der Tiere als auch ihrer Besitzerinnen ​und Besitzer sollte‌ nicht unterschätzt werden.‍ Es mag zwar nicht das Wichtigste im Leben unserer ⁤Vierbeiner sein, aber es trägt dazu bei,‌ dass unsere spezielles Trio einmalig und unvergesslich wird. Also​ investiert ein⁢ wenig Zeit und ⁣Kreativität in die Namen eurer Haustiere, ihr⁢ werdet es nicht bereuen! Tipps zur Auswahl der‍ besten ‌Namen ⁤für Tiertrios Als⁢ langjähriger Tierliebhaber und stolzer Besitzer von mehreren Tiertrios, möchte ich hier meine Tipps zur⁤ Auswahl der besten ‍Namen ‌für deine tierischen Dreiergespanne teilen. Die Wahl‍ eines passenden Namens ist nicht‌ nur wichtig, um deine Tiere zu identifizieren, sondern es macht​ auch Spaß und verleiht⁢ deinem Trio eine persönliche Note. 1. Gemeinsames Thema: Wenn du auf der Suche nach einem Namen für dein ⁢Tiertrio ⁣bist, solltest du ein gemeinsames​ Thema oder einen roten Faden überlegen. Zum⁢ Beispiel könntest du dich‌ für Namen‍ entscheiden, die auf eine bestimmte Farbe, ⁣ein Land oder eine Filmreihe Bezug⁣ nehmen. Diese thematische ‌Verbindung gibt deinem Trio einen⁢ einheitlichen‌ und ​einprägsamen Namen. 2. Charaktereigenschaften: Betrachte ‌die individuellen Persönlichkeiten‌ der Tiere in deinem Trio. Überlege, welche Charaktereigenschaften sie haben und wie sich diese⁤ in Namen ⁣widerspiegeln könnten. Wenn beispielsweise ein Tier besonders verspielt ist, könntest du ihm ‌den Namen "Flitzer" geben. Wenn ein‌ anderes Tier ruhiger und gelassen ist,‌ könnte ​es ⁢den Namen "Chill" tragen. Die Namen⁣ sollten die Wesenszüge und Verhaltensweisen ‌deiner Tiere widerspiegeln. 3. Wortspiele und ⁢Kreativität: Lass deiner Kreativität freien Lauf und spiele mit Wörtern und​ Buchstaben. Kombiniere die Namen deiner Tiere oder​ erfinde neue Namen, die lustig oder einzigartig sind. Ein Beispiel ‍könnte ‍"Pfoten-Gang" für​ ein Trio von Hunden sein. Denke außerdem daran, dass Namen ​in⁣ anderen Sprachen eine‌ zusätzliche Ebene des Spaßes und der Originalität ‍bieten. 4. Einfachheit:‌ Halte die Namen‍ deines Tiertrios einfach und leicht ‌auszusprechen. Lange oder⁢ komplizierte Namen können verwirrend⁤ sein⁣ und sind ‍schwer ​zu merken. Kurze,⁣ prägnante ⁣Namen sind nicht nur für dich, sondern ‍auch für ⁤andere einfacher zu behalten ⁤und erleichtern die Kommunikation mit ⁣deinen Tieren. 5. Beobachte⁤ und teste aus: Beobachte dein Tiertrio sorgfältig und beobachte⁢ ihr Verhalten. Schaue, wie gut die Namen zu ihnen passen und ob sie auf die Namen ​reagieren. Manchmal ⁢kann es mehrere Versuche ‍dauern, um den perfekten Namen zu ‍finden. Teste verschiedene Namen aus und achte darauf, wie deine Tiere auf sie⁢ reagieren. Wenn sie gut auf einen Namen reagieren, der ⁤zu ihrer Persönlichkeit passt, hast du einen Gewinner gefunden. Denk daran,​ dass die ​Wahl der Namen für dein Tiertrio ‌eine persönliche Entscheidung ist. Nimm dir Zeit, um zu experimentieren und die Namen zu finden, die‍ am‌ besten zu ​deiner einzigartigen​ Gruppe von Tieren passen. Mit etwas Kreativität und beobachtender ​Aufmerksamkeit wirst du sicherlich die besten Namen finden, die deine Tiertrio zum Strahlen bringen! Viel ‌Spaß beim Namensgeben⁣ und den Abenteuern​ mit deinem Trio. Fragen und Antworten rund⁣ um Tiernamen Tiernamen für Trios - Häufig‌ gestellte Fragen 1. Wie finde ich passende ‍Tiernamen für Trios? Als ⁤erfahrener ⁤Tierhalter und Namensgeber für Trios kann ‌ich ⁤Ihnen einige Tipps ⁣geben. Erstens sollten die Namen gut zueinander⁣ passen und ⁢harmonieren. Es ist‍ oft eine ⁢gute‌ Idee, ⁢thematische ⁢Namen ⁣oder Namen mit ​ähnlichen​ Bedeutungen​ zu⁤ wählen. Zweitens‌ können Sie sich von Filmen, Büchern, Mythologie oder⁢ sogar Alltagssituationen inspirieren lassen. Gehen Sie ruhig‍ ein wenig ⁤kreativ‌ vor! 2. Welche Arten⁢ von⁣ Tieren eignen sich für Trios? Die Wahl‌ der Tiere hängt von Ihrer persönlichen Vorliebe und den möglichen Kombinationen ab. Typischerweise eignen sich kleine Nagetiere wie Hamster, Mäuse oder Meerschweinchen gut für ‌Trios. Hunde und‌ Katzen ‍sind​ ebenfalls möglich, erfordern jedoch möglicherweise etwas ⁤mehr Aufwand.​ Denken Sie auch daran, dass die Tiere ⁣miteinander harmonieren sollten, um ein friedliches Zusammenleben ⁢zu ermöglichen. 3. Sollten die Tiernamen eine bestimmte⁣ Bedeutung haben? Die Bedeutung der Namen ist vollkommen optional. Einige‌ Tierhalter bevorzugen⁤ Namen mit ‍Bedeutungen, die zu den Eigenschaften oder Merkmalen⁢ ihrer Tiere passen. ‌Andere⁢ wählen ihre Namen rein nach ästhetischen⁢ oder⁢ klanglichen Gesichtspunkten aus.⁣ Es liegt ganz‌ bei Ihnen, welche Art‍ von Bedeutung oder Symbolik Sie den Namen Ihrer ​Tiere zuweisen möchten. 4. Wie finde ich Namen, ⁢die gut zueinander passen? Um Namen zu ⁢finden, die gut⁢ zueinander passen, können ‍Sie verschiedene Methoden ausprobieren. ⁤Sie können beispielsweise Namen mit ähnlichen Anfangsbuchstaben wählen oder Namen, die‌ auf ähnliche Weise enden. Sie könnten auch nach ⁢Namen suchen, ⁣die verschiedene Variationen desselben Themas repräsentieren. ‍Kreativität⁤ und das Ausprobieren⁤ verschiedener Kombinationen sind der Schlüssel. 5. ‍Was ist, wenn⁣ sich meine ‍Tiere nicht mit⁢ ihren‍ Namen identifizieren? Es ist wichtig zu bedenken, ‌dass⁣ Tiere nicht wirklich verstehen, welche Namen sie haben.‍ Sie reagieren eher auf Ihre Stimme und Ihr Verhalten. Wenn Ihre Tiere nicht auf ihre Namen reagieren,​ liegt der Fokus wahrscheinlich eher ‌darauf, eine starke Bindung zu Ihnen ⁤aufzubauen ⁢und klare ⁣Kommunikation zu etablieren, als die Namen ​zu ändern. Machen Sie sich ‌also ⁣keine Sorgen,‌ wenn Ihre⁢ Tiere nicht auf ihre Namen hören. Ich hoffe, diese⁤ FAQ⁤ hat Ihnen bei ⁢der‍ Namensfindung ‍für Ihre⁢ Trios geholfen. Viel Spaß bei der Auswahl und genießen Sie die Zeit mit Ihren Tieren! Und da habt ihr es,‍ Leute! Eine Menge lustige ⁣Tiernamen für Trios, die euch ⁢bestimmt zum ‍Lachen bringen werden. Egal ob es um eure drei Haustiere geht oder​ vielleicht um eine lustige Geschichte, die ​ihr schreibt –‍ diese Namen sind sicherlich​ ein Hingucker. Vergesst ‌nicht, eurer ​Kreativität freien Lauf zu‍ lassen und die Namen auf die Persönlichkeiten eurer Tiere abzustimmen. ‌Egal, ob es ​um die⁤ drei Musketiere, drei Stooges oder das berühmte Trio der⁣ Harry Potter Figuren​ geht,‍ es gibt unzählige Möglichkeiten, um⁤ euren Trio-Tieren ‍einen einzigartigen Namen zu geben. Also worauf wartet ihr ​noch? Lasst die lustigen Namen ⁤sprudeln und⁣ erfreut euch an⁢ eurem unvergleichlichen Trio! Lesen Sie den ganzen Artikel

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Humpty Dumpty's Hypotheticals: A Hilariously Heavy Tale of Antimatter's Gravitational Gallivant

Ah, the sweet scent of scientific whimsy is wafting through the air, and it seems to be coming from a peculiar narrative brought to life by none other than Humpty Dumpty! Oh yes, you read that right, Humpty Dumpty—the regal egghead—has scrambled down from his lofty perch to dish out a tale that’s as cracking as it is captivating.

He spins a tale of the mysterious ‘mirror-twins’ of matter, known as antimatter, and their whimsical journey towards understanding the embrace of gravity. A topic that might have left many yolk-faced, but not our eggcellent narrator. With a flourish of feathers and a tumble of words, Humpty sheds light on the dance of antimatter, in a tale that’s more enticing than the King’s horses and King’s men at a royal hoedown!

Now, the world of science has its share of hard-boiled facts, but when narrated by Humpty, they become as light and fluffy as a well-whisked meringue. Humpty narrates the complex gravitational descent of antimatter with the eloquence of a bard and the wit of a jester. It's a tale that will have you eggstatic, as he eggsplains the cosmic conundrum, with metaphors that are sure to crack you up!

The story is whisked to a frothy frenzy as Humpty dives into the crux of the experiment that seeks to discover whether antimatter, like its matter cousin, is also wooed by gravity’s inescapable allure. The experiment takes place in an ‘Antimatter Factory’, nestled amidst the alpine whispers of Switzerland. This is where science takes a whimsical turn, as antiprotons and positrons are conjured, cooled, and cradled, awaiting their gravity date. It's a narrative concoction of cosmic proportions, brewed with a dash of charm and a sprinkle of wit, sure to quench the thirst of the most insatiable intellect.

The whimsy doesn't stop here. Humpty carries us through a world where invisible forces play the puppeteer to antimatter’s marionette, orchestrating a dance as mesmerizing as the aurora borealis. The magnetic fields and gravity harmonize in a celestial ballet, with antimatter leaping and twirling to the tune of the cosmic melody.

And as for the grand finale? Oh, it’s a doozy! With the finesse of a masterful conductor, gravity takes the lead, guiding antimatter in a gravitational foxtrot that’s as poetic as it is profound. The answer to whether antimatter succumbs to gravity’s charm is delivered with a grandiosity that’s nothing short of eggstraordinary.

Humpty Dumpty, with a flair that’s truly unmatched, serves up a tale of scientific inquiry that’s as hearty as a breakfast feast. So, if you’re hungry for knowledge with a side of hilarity, this narrative is sure to satiate. Humpty’s comical yet astute musings on antimatter's gravitational gallivant is a tale that will leave you eggcited, egglighted and eggager for more!

So, for a narrative that's equal parts hilarious and enlightening, dive into this eggceptional tale and let Humpty Dumpty regale you with the gravitational waltz of antimatter!