#Memorial Day Observance
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defensenow · 6 months ago
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ivalice-tifalucis · 14 days ago
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With the release of From The Rehearsal Room - Tokyo to Ramin's youtube I finally, finally, continue and finish this side project I'm doing.
Initially, I used AI to mastered it because the first version I got from bilibili were not in good quality but I wasn't satisfied and I found the much better quality. But with Ramin uploaded it to youtube, I re did all the mastering just with audacity for both Part 1 and Part 2. The Part 2 is still from the better version I found from bilibili, by the way.
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What you need to do is just download the file and put it on your music player. The metadata is all completed as if it's whole legit album. Enjoy, guys!!
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And I'm being weird so all the lyrics that are put there are from my listening although I still use what I found online but I still listened and compared. They made few ad-libs and changes and I notice because for the songs that I wasn't familiar, the lyric that I found online and what they sang was slightly different. Perhaps they sing the newer version of the lyrics or mistakes? Even each Sheytoons songs they sing one in both parts differ from the ones I found online.
Another sample from my favorite:
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Source and Credits Part 1 | Part 2 (Ramin's upload) Album cover Photos
Vocal & Guitar: Ramin Karimloo, Hadley Fraser Piano: Ryohei Mori
#from the rehearsal room#ramin karimloo#hadley fraser#more to come probably idk we'll see#i should've also continue that eight letters project *sigh#sheytoons#edit: the lyrics hehe#add: tbh after i read steal our moments lyric so many times i even transcripted this mostly myself#bcs this is the only one among all the songs in this session that doesn't have the lyric online because they sang this so rare like soo rar#why am i starting to feel this song is about sierra lol sorry but my inner shipping heart can't resist#i even consult chatgpt (i know why idk but just asking really)#aren't all sheytoons songs written when ramin was in LND? written exactly in his dressing room in adelphi theatre???#and tbh most of sheytoons song are mostly about observing women but who idk it could be different#one of them could be about mandy and the other could be about rosalie because i know at that time she and hadley were dating already right?#or it could be some random lady#steal our moments: perhaps it's about a fleeting or secret relationship#the first verse is that the girl is full of life (house full could mean fulfilling life) but she is lonely and sierra lived alone in london#the singer and her share dreams and memories and then she plays her game of make believe could indicate that both of them are actors#every night and every day this is what we do: that's their work. they're on stage together every day every night. and ofc spending time tgt#and then the reff is about the singer doesn't want keep living like this bcs it makes him guilty maybe? he's tearing his soul apart#the singer can't stop thinking about her so he prays that things work on in the correct way even though they can't do anything about it now#so yea :D#fish noodle couple
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kingofthering · 4 months ago
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Sharing gifs properly on our own posts is already a good step but could we also not reblog posts with stolen content?
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gayofthefae · 10 months ago
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Wait you guys......
Mike and Will are in love
No because like they're just...they're just a wholesome childhood friends to lovers slowburn I'm gonna rewatch like "aww you don't know yet".
Like....
Mike and Will are in love.
They fell in love from ages 12-16(?). That's so cute. What the hell. I just randomly starting thinking about it like it's just some show I just heard about or something and I'm like "aw cute trope". What a cute trope wtf. That's adorable. Two twelve year old boys in the 80s and they fall in love over the course of many years as they grapple with internalized homophobia and homophobia in their small town? That sounds like a GREAT show where can I watch it? That's adorable.
Mike and Will are in love. And...that's just the premise. That's just the premise of their plot. If you came up to me after you watched episode 1 for spoilers and you were like "What happens to Lucas? Dustin? Mike? That girl they found? The kid who went missing?" I could just be like "Dustin gains confidence and becomes besties with Mike's sister's boyfriend after they break up, Lucas meets this girl who's introduced next season and they're really good for each other, the girl gets adopted by the police chief and then into the Byers and has a great found family and independence arc, and the boy who went missing survives and he and Mike fall in love!"
And that'd just be like...right. I'd just be telling you what happens.
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dungeons-and-dragon-age · 1 year ago
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Yes Danarius is an awful person but man. what i would give to know more about his experiments.
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castleinthemist · 8 days ago
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wish i could find a way to love and enjoy making art again. Probably would help if i actually sat down with a pencil and paper once more and really try but the process of having to learn it all over again is such a high barrier. Not even fearful of it looking shit, it's going to look shit i haven't kept it up for years now, there's no way what i draw can look like how i used to draw, i'm more scared that i won't like it even if i try.
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magnuspanoptes · 23 days ago
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re lrb i have to re-listen but there's always been a good theme of exploiting other people's trauma in the podcast, what jon does in season one as head archivist (and everyone else before him) — interrogating people's worst memories and then filing them away as data while not offering help of any sort, which is what keeps the institute running (in a literal sense obvs since it's a temple to the eye but even before that reveal this is also just true in an administrative sense), is simply a corporate version of what he does later as a terror eating vampire. the apathy has turned into a physiological urge now. and ofc jon himself was exploited by the entities, because what was guest for mr spider if not a traumatic episode which drove him in time to the magnus institute in search for answers, and where he would eventually help fulfill the web's designs.
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angirasstuff · 4 months ago
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Emotional departure.
Near Tankapani Road, Bhubaneswar.
All day, I had been overwhelmed by the thought of leaving this place. I had fallen deeply in love with it. I came with the intention of embracing it, and I did. The anonymity of living in a place away from home, with its familiar people and the bland, repetitive everyday activities, contrasted with the excitement and new experiences the new place could bring. It was something I couldn't resist. There was an irrefutable pain in my chest that I couldn't shake off. The more I thought about it, the more I felt attached to the place, the house, its belongings, its surroundings, every passing moment in time, and even its people (I'm not a social person though).
It was about time to get ready when Dad barged into our room, unexpectedly fitful. He was yelling—no, telling us to get ready, as he had expected us to be by the time he arrived. For your information, the train would arrive in roughly an hour. How often do we see a calm person get angry? I was unprepared. It caused quite a commotion. I had never seen my parents fight, so this caught me off guard. To me, a family was never a comfort place, as I was raised by a single (abusive) parent, my mother. I had, therefore, developed a deep idea of relationships and held it very dearly. Miscommunication is the biggest fear in any relationship, as it is the root of misunderstandings, which lead to the breakdown of a healthy relationship. So this was quite a shock for me. My mom, unable to handle the frustration, passed it down to me through scoldings and emotional abuse. It wasn't Dad's fault either; it had been a stressful day at work, a person died at work site. Imagine how it might feel having to balance work, life, and family all at the same time. It was quite about time to leave, so we came down in no time, ready to depart as the car was waiting downstairs.
You know how people say, "it is both a curse and a blessing to feel everything profoundly"? I guess it is a part of growing up. I am feeling such a wide range of emotions, putting myself into so many people's shoes, understanding so many different perspectives, and experiencing so much more than I even realize. Why is this happening to me? Jharu, our cook, bid us goodbye. I could feel the pain in his eyes as he saw us leave.
I got into the car, crying and smiling at the silliest things. I couldn't bear the thought of stepping foot in this house for the last time, seeing the place for the last time (immediately spotting the celebration sphere at the opposite of the alley), riding this car for the last time, and passing through this alley for one last time.
“I'll miss you, my Scorpio.”
While I was busy wiping away my tears, I saw a groom on his way to his wedding with a band and a number of guests passing through the same road as us. Today is a memorable day in his life. At the same time, I saw an ambulance rushing from the opposite direction. Someone is enjoying the best day of his life, while someone is witnessing the last day of his life. I realized that life is not the same for everyone.
It was time for us to cross the overbridge to get to platform number 3. While we carried the small luggage, our driver carried the largest of them all—the big, heavy suitcase. He squinted his eyes as he lifted the suitcase, and I could feel the difficulty through his facial expressions. He carried it with one hand and walked down the steps until he gasped for breath. I was glad I didn't have to do it. Life is different for everyone. It was very hard on him. Although he'd get paid for every little thing he helped us with, who would involve themselves in such hard labor for some money? The term "social position" explains it all (according to society, not me). I felt pity just by looking at him.
While we were walking, I saw a bookstore on the platform, and joy spread through my eyes. Nothing can make a vivid reader/observer/writer happier than books. I wished someone could see me and understand what I was feeling at that moment, but Dad didn't stop at the bookstore. I realized that Dad doesn't know me well enough to know that I love books. He never had the chance to spend enough time with me in his life, as he had always lived away.
As I'm writing this journal, sitting on the platform waiting for my train to arrive, I see hundreds of things happening to hundreds of people that I could note down. But guess what? I don't have a hundred hands to capture those different moments simultaneously while they're still in action.
My dad tried to make up for what happened by talking to me, but I'm hard to please.
As the train was about to arrive, my dad was confused about whether our compartment would come to the left or right of the platform. We ran left—maybe not this side—so we ran right, with our driver carrying our large, heavy suitcase. Then again, left. The train arrived, and we were trying to match its pace, running with our luggage to B3, which was far to the left. We kept speeding up, and my mom exclaimed in frustration, "How much more do we have to walk?"
My dad replied, "Just a little more."
I laughed.
Here we have my mom, who gets frustrated at the smallest things, and my overly patient dad, who's about to lose his patience due to this woman. What a sweet pair.
*A pinch of sarcasm*
We got into the train, and my dad and the driver went off after lifting up all the luggage, as the train could leave any second. The train started to move, and I could feel all those emotions again. Tears came to my eyes, and I struggled to wipe them away while I watched my dad growing distant (the train was moving away from the platform) until I could see him no more.
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jackies-ear · 2 months ago
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Harvest moon with a partial lunar eclipse
So of course my kids lost their fucking shit today
2 out, 1 left early. Had 4 kids at the end of the day. 2 of those were my suuuuuuuuuuper high energy kids and they were off the fucking wall all day
And bc we had 2 out, 1 left early, and the overnight camp is tomorrow, we didn’t do much. Which is not good for those kids. They need structure, we didn’t have much structure today.
I am so looking forward to 2 days without them, and then a 3 day weekend.
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farouchestray · 8 months ago
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lastmurianwarrior · 7 months ago
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The Untouched Mountainside (300 word flash fiction)
Solo could sort of taste the sweet scents in the air from yellow and blue wildflowers dappling the landscape...
It was a warmly serene day, and Laplace was actually letting him think. Of course, the fiery ocean-blue EM being was probably pondering things too, that is, if he wasn’t already distracted by another dragonfly that seemed all too aware of his presence.
Neither had spoken a word all day. Neither felt the need to with all the chattering sounds of nature; songbirds, cicadas, and frogs acting in chorus.
Sounds trickled down the mountainside along with a modest silvery stream of fresh water far too cold to bath in. Eroding rocks that defined the mountain’s foot peaked through thick patches of deep green moss laying the foundation for scraggly undergrowth between seemingly ancient trees. Their timeless though scant shade offered a welcome shield against the heat of the day. Solo knew it wouldn’t seem that bright to ordinary people at this hour, but to his eyes, any bright daylight was almost too much to tolerate.
At first, the lone Murian hoped there’d have been some sign of ancient humans there, some touch of Mu, or even just a petroglyph revealing a long forgotten tribe. But the more he looked, the more he felt this place had somehow evaded human touch for millennia. That the verdant landscape had managed to stand defiant of human meddling for so long came as a surprising comfort, and the more he thought about it, the less he wanted to change anything about it. Resting back to the cool bark of the tree that he felt was the oldest, his eyes took one last look at the lone Wave Road that brought him there against the empty sky, and finally drifted off into a rare peaceful nap.
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deepseacolors · 9 months ago
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Couldn't get the thing I was doing for Springo day 3 to turn out how I wanted, so I scrapped it.
BUT. I do like this wet little creature that came from it, so it wasn't a total loss
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lunaetis · 9 months ago
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the change eden adapted due to the triggering events in penacony reminds me a little of lumine in inazuma. we see the way lumine hardened when she arrived in inazuma due to the experience she had prior. later on, however, lumine found it in herself to open up again as the story progressed very much thanks to the people she met. i do hope that once the ordeal in penacony is over, that eden would have the chance to learn to place her trust in people again. another thing is that, i do believe that lumine has higher tolerance for emotionally stressful situations because she had been alive for a long long time, while eden's mentality is similar to that of a child after being awakened in a blank state. lumine had gone through many things, i believe she had seen wars, bloodshed, and had killed before. her mental stability is much stronger than eden who was still learning and developing developing through experience and meetings.
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bikerlovertexas · 1 year ago
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caffeinatedopossum · 2 years ago
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Oh huh. Just unlocked the memory of kids in school (a school I was only in for several months) calling me r*tarded
Haha I totally wasn't bullied though /s
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the--highlanders · 2 years ago
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back on my phantom piper nonsense but like. I WISH it was clearer on why exactly jamie had a shard implanted when two's so set against them, and was able to talk his way out of having one himself (without letting on that he's not human)
like. the implant itself clearly wasn't consensual on jamie's part, given that he had to be held down and sedated. and yet he's both aware that he has the shard, obviously, and that two /doesn't/. but he doesn't seem to have a problem with that, at least not while the shard is implanted and potentially affecting him. it's definitely convenient for two to use him as a case study in trying to prove that the shards should be investigated, but that just. never comes up.
and that's such a shame!!! because it's /interesting!!/ especially given that this is post-evil of the daleks, i.e. their big breakdown over two using and manipulating jamie rather than telling him what's going on. two being able to avoid having a shard himself but not sparing jamie just seems odd - but if they'd made the decision to investigate in tandem by letting jamie have a shard, then why did jamie fight the operation? what did that achieve? on the flip side, if he didn't agree to it, he's super calm about the whole thing compared to evil - so either he's wildly ooc and lacking agency, or he's had a major shift in his boundaries and how much he's willing to challenge two. and the audio never takes the time to show us any of that.
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