#Mic Drop Remix Out Now

[hairmetal666]

They start kissing on stage as a joke.

The night before the first time, they're at an afterparty, pounding shots, and Eddie is reading aloud a piece that just came out in Rolling Stone. "'One of the most noteworthy parts of Munson and Harrington's unlikely pairing is their chemistry on stage. It's like these two men--one on his way to being the latest metal god, the other an indie rock wunderkind--are two parts of one musical whole. Their singing, their playing, even their bodies twine and flow with assuredness; where one goes, the other follows without question. They share a single brain-cell and that cell is music'."

Steve giggles, pours some more Grey Goose into the glass. "If they say that now, could you imagine what would happen if we, like, kissed on stage or something."

"What the fuck, Harrington?" Eddie splutters, having just thrown a drink back.

"I don't know, other bands do it!"

Eddie snorts. "I'm cutting you off." He reaches for the bottle and the suggestion is forgotten for wrestling over the liquor.

Steve barely remembers it in the morning. Doesn't think about it at all as he gets ready to go out on stage.

They're playing one of the instrumental breakdowns when it happens. They're leaning into each other, Eddie smiling over his shoulder at him, their eyes locked, bodies moving together. "You wanna?" Eddie mouths at him.

Steve nods before the question actually registers and by then Eddie's warm, soft mouth is against his and he just-- completely forgets what he's doing. His hands still on the guitar strings, and he melts a little, going completely boneless when Eddie grips the back of his head, pulls him deeper into the kiss. t's over almost as quickly as it started, Eddie pulling away and swirling to the mic to start the next verse.

The kiss sinks into Steve's bones, and that's before it becomes a regular feature of their performances. After that night, they're never at the same time during the show, all initiated by Eddie, all over before he can catch his breath; each one chaste and surrounded by people but somehow more intimate than any make out.

He and Eddie, they're friends, bandmates, collaborators. They've known each other since they first started out, forging an immediate connection with they stumbled upon each other hiding out in the garden at some industry bigwig's party. And as much as he loved his friend, never once in that time had Steve considered wanting Eddie.

But now, now he falls asleep with the ghost of Eddie on his lips, goes into each show with a thrum of anticipation, catches himself thinking how beautiful his friend is when he's all rumpled and disheveled from a night in the tour bus bunks.

They've always been easy with physical affection, but once the kissing starts they're constantly in each other's space, idly playing with hair, laying across laps, heads on shoulders, twisting together on the tour bus couch. Steve is ruined with every touch, every moment; he can't get enough.

The first time Eddie uses tongue destroys every last piece of Steve's composure. They've added a new song to the setlist, a remixed version of Eddie's hit "Prince Charming". It's hard, heavy, sexy, one of Steve's favorites. And in the middle of it, right in the middle, Eddie shoves him against a low platform, kisses him like he's trying to own him, tongues twining eager and wet and full of sinful promise. It's like that every show after, Eddie kissing him deep and thorough, like he's trying to lick up every drop of Steve.

He is, unquestionably, fucked. Unquestionably falling. Can't properly fathom how he'd gotten himself here, desperate for Eddie's kiss, as performative as it may be.

They're packing up equipment after a show. Eddie's hair is piled in a messy bun and Steve is trying not to blatantly stare at the curve of his neck, the stray curls against his pale skin. Eddie's gesturing at something, says, "Can you grab those cords, swee--Steve?" He hands them over without thought, notices that Eddie's face is shining red. He's called away to deal with packing the guitars, forgets all about it, but at their next show, Eddie doesn't kiss him.

They don't talk about it.

Eddie doesn't try to kiss him again.

A week after Eddie stops the kiss, they have a night off between shows. He needs to get out of his head, goes out with Robin. He gets back fairly early, but all the lights are off in the bus. It makes him panic in a way it shouldn't; they've always done their own things. Still, he rushes on board, flips on the lights, his absurd heart beating too hard.

Eddie is curled up on the couch, face pressed to the pillows and covered with his hands. The panic kicks up a notch.

"Eddie?" He steps closer, slowly reaching out to grip Eddie's shoulder.

He jerks upright, earbuds slipping free, phone sliding down his hip. "Steve?"

His face is wet, tears actively slipping free from his eyes as Steve watches.

"What happened? Are you hurt?" His hands flutter around Eddie's arms and face, searching for bruises or wounds.

"I'm fine, Harrington," he chokes out. "Though you were out with Robin?"

"Yeah, I was, but Chrissy called. You know how useless she gets. But that doesn't--you--you're crying. What's wrong?"

Eddie's smile is a wobbly little thing, refusing to stick on his face. "Oh, you know, the usual. Fell for the wrong guy."

Steve forces down the gut churning hurt at hearing that Eddie's in love with someone, intent on comforting his friend. He tries to slip his arm around Eddie's shoulders, but Eddie shrugs him off. It jostles Eddie's phone again, slipping it toward Steve and activating the screen. He has a split second where he's looking at the cover of his own first album, before Eddie's snatching it out of reach, scrambling up from the couch.

"I'm fine." He swipes his sleeve over his face. "It's nothing."

And Steve is putting it all together, the being in love and listening to Steve's music, the kissing and how it ended.--

"Eddie." He sounds all wrong, choked and garbled.

Eddie doesn't turn around, is stuffing his feet into his boots. "I'm--I gotta go clear my head."

He walks towards the door and Steve just--"I've been obsessed with you since the first kiss," he says. Eddie stops, hand curled against the door. "We've been friends all this time and I didn't--I never realized. And then we kissed and--it's all I've been able to think about."

Eddie turns then, facing him, expression unreadable."Steve, what are you--"

"I love you. I'm in love with you." It comes out fast, all jumbled, but he can't stand Eddie leaving, not now.

"You--?" Eddie blinks, bites his lip. "That's not possible."

Steve smiles, can't help it. "It is, though. Turns out, I can't get enough."

Their eyes lock; neither speaks. Steve's heart pounds so hard it might spring free of his chest. Eddie moves first, crosses the small distance between them to pull Steve into his arms.

It's not a kiss, but Steve buries his face against Eddie's neck, breathing him in, feeling the echo to the pound of his own heart. "How long?" Steve asks.

Eddie's soft laugh vibrates through him. "Since I saw you walking in that garden and thought, 'jesus christ, Prince Charming is real'."

Steve pulls away to stare at Eddie in disbelief. "But that's--your--the song?"

"They're kinda all about you, Stevie. But that one most of all." Eddie whispers. His eyes glisten.

"Fuck, Eddie." He doesn't mean to whine, but he's not in control of his voice anymore. "I'm sorry I didn't--" He shakes his head. "I'm all yours, Ed. Whatever you want."

Eddie's thumb catches against Steve's bottom lips, eyes transfixed on his mouth. "Everything, sweetheart. I want it all."

[estradasphere]

listened to the new vacon album!!!!! (i had to make a japanese spotify account cuz it doesnt release in the US until midnight orz) my thoughts on it below, mostly copypasted from when i was liveblogging it on discord lol

HATED JOHN - regret version

i'm not sure if i like this version of hated john better than the original hmmm.... his voice is certainly more dynamic but it doesnt feel like he's used to singing like that haha. a lot of voice effects being used too. i guess it's not better or worse it's just different p: instrumental sounded identical to the original to me but i'll have to relisten, i wasnt paying much attention to it

actually, he sounded like he was influenced by symaG's cover of hated john

2. Woodpecker

2nd song is woodpecker which was the one single he dropped so ive heard it plenty before. still a banger

3. ElecTravel - choo-choo version

electravel starts with a train chugging noise lol he's going all in with the toybox album theme

otherwise sounds pretty damn close to the original so far. vocal delivery is sliiiiightly different. actually i think i like this version better

man he still has that problem where his vocals kinda get drowned out by the instrumental sometimes though

OH he added an extra verse! kinda

4. TOY CHEESE

ok first original song we havent heard before. toy cheese-- WHAT THE FUCK

ok nvm i was just thrown off by the sample at the beginning. this is fun

…this literally just sounds like a jingle for a toy commercial. i think that's what it's sampling

what is he dooiiiiinnngggggg i cant deny that his flow is really good though

5. モーニング・ベーコン - tee-hee version

morning bacon time!!!

yeah he's getting drowned out by the instrumental during the kinda whispery parts. i dont remember if that even happens in the original. ill definitely have to relisten to them and compare afterwards

but yeah his voice is absolutely more dynamic on the album

oh seems like he's changing up the lyrics a bit too

i think i just heard his mic peak 😭

instrumental seemed the same

6. D-D-Donuts

second new original song time

this sounds like a childrens commercial again. vacon i know how you can make boatloads of money just license this to hasbro

very catchy though…

his flow is so GOOD

7. 微熱パレイド

BINETSU PARADE YAAAYY i wonder if saegusa redid her vocals too?

sounds like she did

still whispery but sounds a little clearer to me

absolutely whimsical album this is. the silliest hiphop ive ever heard. dude just wants to rap about food and toys and have a good time i can respect that

8. Afro Man - hold tight version

AFRO MAN-- dude you're too close to the mic

how did he get Less professional. wait thats the problem. these sound like first drafts not remixes. i mean theyre still good songs but

hes getting drowned out by the instrumental again too ahhhhh like yeah his beats are really good but be more confident man

9. Xanadisco

xanadisco… is he gonna rap about drugs please rap about drugs thatd be so fucking funny

PIANO!

ohhhhhhh i really love this instrumental

WAIT THIS RULES

yep this is my favorite song on the album so far no notes

why is it called xanadisco though. its not really disco…

👏👏👏

10. Be-li-va Voyager

another new original now

THIS IS ALSO REALLY GOOD!! why did he save his best songs for the latter half of the album

just say what you waaaant cmoonn~~~

i love the occasional turntable scratch he throws in there lol

11. Love my JANE - repaired version

love my jane… sounds identical to the original so far except the guitar is a little louder?

yeah it sounds like he didnt even rerecord the vocals he just remastered the instrumental slightly?

oh nvm there's like 1 bar of new vocal delivery in here thats it

still a great song. he didn't really Need to do anything to it besides adjust the mixing a little. so he did not

12. RUSTY DRUM BLUES

last song. this sounds like a track from sonic spinball

oh my god it really does HAHAHAHA

not a bad thing. sonic spinball ost slaps

not sure if i like the vocal effects he's using but the delivery itself is good

ooh when most of the instruments drop out for a sec its pretty groovy actually

yeah he's almost belting now haha thats definitely not something he wouldve done like 5 years ago. good for him for working on his voice

ough... definitely sounds a little overwrought at times though

also there was a brief moment of silence and i could just baaaaarely hear him breathe that was awesome actually

fade out aaannnddd album over

[akookminsupporter]

Okay okay — delulu hat on — but hear me out… what if all this fuss with the Run BTS song it’s because there’s a music video? 😭😭 like is it even a possibility?

EVERYONE IS SAYING THE SAME! I'M SAYING THE SAME!

And I hope they're all right ahahaha I find it interesting that other HYBE groups are doing the Challenge. It is interesting that NOW there is a challenge. Steve Aoki posted a few days ago that he would be collaborating with a group or artist? that he has collaborated with before so maybe it's a remix?

MIC DROP 2.0!!!!

[bangtanhoneys]

Bangtan Sonyeondan: Love Yourself - Answer

Release date: August 24 2018

Lead singles: IDOL

The day after the release of the last album of the LOVE YOURSELF series, the first date of their long expected world tour began in Seoul. The album had already been recorded and when they weren’t filming comeback shows, RUN BTS or other things, they were prepping for the tour so it didn’t leave Grace time to really settle into the thought that this was the end of one era at least. 

It did bring her favourite song to perform, IDOL. And the remix with Nicki Minaj allowed Grace to show off her sub-rapping skills whenever they had to perform the remix version, with full support from Nicki Minaj herself. Once again, Grace left the boys to The Truth Untold with Steve Aoiki and participated in writing the lyrics for I’m Fine. She also had the worry of producing another solo track for the album, one that matched the others perfectly. 

It was during dance rehearsals for MIC DROP that the idea came to her - it was during this period she was going through a lot of self-doubt and she revealed in a V-LIVE with ARMY that she always experienced doubts and that Jungkook had told her to keep breathing, even though it was more in relation to her dancing, it stayed with her that she needed to keep breathing, keep going and to stay grounded in the now and not worry about the next day. 

BREATHIN’ in English/Korean became Grace’s solo for LOVE YOURSELF: ANSWER. A full English version was released for Grace’s second mixtape and the full Korean version was released for the music video that had been filmed. 

During this time as well, Grace had begun to get offers of collaborations from various other artists in Korean and America. She did a few with the time she had and it began a trend for her that whatever collab she was doing, she would wearing a hint of purple for ARMY/BTS so they were always with her. 

The clothing and makeup for this era were bright yet neutral, with hints of pink and warm colours. Her suit for IDOL had been specially made in England, with hints of the UK’s flag in the colours of her suit. It was also during this time that Hobi and Taehyung were involved in her tour costumes, adapting her versions of the boys outfits to be more suitable yet womanly. The opening suit for IDOL was to reflect ‘princely’ so they made Grace’s uniform slightly different - hers was more of a military styled jacket of black and gold, black sparkly pants with gold patterns and high heels to match. 

During the tour in the UK, especially during SO WHAT, she came out in denim shorts with a t-shirt with the UK flag. It did cause some controversy back in Korea about her heritage and whether she was a dual-citizen, whether she should have the right, even though she lived in South Korea since she was young and her birth had been legally registered in South Korea by her grandparents. 

FACTS:

In London, she did the opening introduction to herself and the boys

Various videos of her trying not to cry during the ARMY surprise at Wembley, many fans catching her hiding behind Namjoon to control her emotions

Did rip her pants on the IDOL set, which was only caught in the background

Had a traditional outfit made as well for IDOL which was then adapted for dancing 

[namuficxs]

Thoughtless

Chapter 1 - (4.6k words)

Summary:

As one of BTS' managers she only usually dealt with the technicals. They usually only saw each other at concerts but even then the band did barely have time to acknowledge her. There was nothing wrong with that. Until she became the replacement for their main manager, and Bangtan's leader developed a bigger interest for her. And she for him. But sometimes it is just so much easier to lie to yourself and the people around you. And to close your eyes from what's right in front of you.

"Why is there no opposite word of loneliness? Could it be because people, until they die, have no moments of not being lonely?" - Kim Namjoon

Genre: Idol AU, swearing, anxiety, stress, eventual smut Pairing: Namjoon x MC ------------------------------------------------

“Okay guys last concert of the tour, let’s do it!” RM called for the other members of their group, so they could go to the lift under the stage. I was busy checking on the functions of the microphones when I realised that Suga’s wasn’t answering the signal. 

“I need a new mic over here, number five isn’t answering.” Right after asking for the new one I checked on the others, which were all working just fine. One of the staff members brought the new microphone and changed it with the one Suga wore. Without lifting my gaze from the tablet in my hands, I stated “Two more minutes.” The boys did their ritual and went on the stage, beginning with the Mic Drop Remix. During the first few stages of the concert I already had a look at upcoming meetings and tasks I needed to do, before I called the staff for the clothes change. 

“Ready?” Everybody agreed and the members came in. The first group included J-Hope, Jungkook, V, and Jin, they changed in more comfortable and less slim outfits. Next were Suga, Jimin and RM, who looked somehow stressed out. But that wasn’t unusual. My gaze was on my watch when the tall leader stepped out of the changing area and stiffened. He hissed and leaned against the wall, a few seconds later Jimin was with him.

“What’s wrong?” RM’s jaw clenched and he hissed just the word cramp. We were running out of time and I went over to them.  “Jimin-ssi, Suga-ssi go back on stage, he will be there in a minute.” The small one bit his lip before he nodded and went back on stage. I put my tablet away and helped Namjoon sit down. “Alright, this will probably hurt but you need to get back up and then we will take care of the muscle later.” My gaze found his brown eyes and he nodded in agreement. 

Before I became a staff member of BigHit I had learned physical therapist, therefore I knew that my plan wasn’t exactly right but it would work. My fingers found a hold on his ankle and then I pulled his leg in an upright position against my hip. The younger man hissed again but then his body relaxed. This wasn’t going to last long. “No dancing, no jumping. Keep your muscles moving but without overstraining. Walk around or sit down at some point, because soon it will hurt again. After the concert you ask for me, we have to take care of your leg.” He took a deep breath and stood up slowly. 

“What is your name again?” I rolled my eyes slightly and answered. “Munhee, and now hurry up. You only made it halfway through the concert.” The group’s leader nodded and walked back on stage while I made gestures for him to hurry. During the second half of the concert I always had a look at him, but the joy they all felt performing here in Seoul made me smile. There was no language barrier and everybody could fool around and just easier interact with the fans. Ten minutes before the show ended RM and Suga came back to get some water, I took the chance and asked how RM was feeling. He took a deep breath but he was obviously tense. 

“The muscles start burning and cramping again.” Together the three of us walked back to side of the stage but we stayed out of sight for the audience.  “Sit down on the edge of the stage as much as possible. Don’t overstrain your leg.” As soon as I advised him, I started organising the way back to the hotel, so that everybody’s stuff was ready to go. The idols only would need to change. Walking through the backstage area, I tried to organise everything I normally did when the group was gone. Usually I would stay behind and check on the staff responsible to gather the equipment. But that day I needed to take care of Namjoon’s leg, stretching that muscle without massage will need quite a lot of rest. Which was going to annoy the hell out of him for sure. 

At the end of the concert, I was talking to the staff members about the organisation of the equipment, when I heard the voice of my assistant in my headset.

“Munhee, RM-ssi is asking for you.” Amara was a British student who got the job through a long time of application. The company involved me in the hiring process and the young girl was the only applicant without any further experience. When I insisted on hiring her I was declared stupid. But to everyone else’s surprise she did very well. She just needed a chance to prove it. Amara became my backup, a fact that calmed me down a bit.  

“I am on my way.” My gaze was still locked on the iPad in my hands. The word ‘workaholic’ was probably describing me the best. I didn’t have anyone in my life, so I dedicated it to my job. After all my job was great, gave me lots of opportunities and surrounded me with great people. The job made me happy, if no one was going to accept it, then so be it. When I entered the room, everybody was talking and ready to go. Only Namjoon was sitting on one of the sofas, his head leaning against the wall behind him. 

“Alright, guys let's go to the hotel I will take this one with me.” The members looked worried as I went over to their leader and sat down next to him. “RM-ssi? Come on, we need to get you to the hotel.” There came a deep humming out of his throat before I slung his arm around my shoulder. His skin was hot and still a little bit sticky because of the sweat, even when I told him to rest he did not as I said. “No sleeping Namjoon-ssi, let’s go.” When I patted his cheek, he seemed to be more awake. But there was no denying in the exhaustion which was visible for everyone on his face.

As soon as we reached his room I positioned him on the bed when the other members came in like bunch of startled chicken. 

“What happened?” A sigh escaped my mouth and I closed my eyes. Exhaustion was filling my body and I wanted to rest, but there was a huge bag of bones on the bed I needed to take care of first. 

“I don’t really know, if he didn’t warm up enough or stretched very well … but his leg muscles cramped and I stretched them. But not in the right way…” From the bed came a muffled deep voice. 

“My leg feels like a stone…” Good to know he was well able to complain even almost passed out. The emotions of the members were mixed. There were concern, anger, and compassion written on the six faces. The smallest of the group glared at me and spoke up. 

“Why did you stretch it like that?! Cramped muscles need to be massaged and stretched, otherwise…” Anger and annoyance were crawling into my veins when I shot back.

“I do not need a lecture about cramps Park Jimin-ssi! I was physiotherapist before I came here, I knew exactly what I did and I still do! So, all of you may get out!” My voice was shaking and I immediately felt sorry, but I was exhausted too and no one of them really knew me. The sound of the opening door sent relief through my muscles. 

“Don’t be so harsh with them, especially Jimin hyung is really worried about Rapmon hyung. They are really close.” Jungkook’s voice was quiet and marked with worry. The way he called all his members his hyungs, warmed my heart. I turned around and sat down on the edge of the bed, before I traced my soft jawline with the tips of my fingers. 

“I am sorry.” The huskiness in my voice made me feel a bit uncomfortable. It was just not really high pitched, while the young man in the room was one of the world’s best singers. Jungkook looked honestly concerned at me. 

“Are you alright?” His voice was much softer and warmer than mine, his question was polite and sounded really interested, but I didn’t want to bother him. 

“I am fine. Thank you for asking, but I better take care of him now.” With a little smile, I stood up and took off my sweater, because it was quite warm. Dressed in a white shirt and jeans I moved to wake Namjoon up, who was passed out on the bed already when Jungkook asked for my name. “Munhee.” The smile was brighter this time before he bowed politely and left the room. My actual task, a tall Korean guy who fell asleep on the bed, didn’t seem to wake up if I just called him. How could he be that fast asleep? My whole mind just wanted to shut down, it was already two in the morning and I needed Namjoon to change in shorts. So, I inhaled deeply and patted his shoulder. 

“Namjoon-ssi, you have to wake up.” Again I touched his shoulder and a weird feeling rushed through my body. Like I was too close and invading his personal space. A muffled sound left his body and I sighed. “Kim Namjoon!” My voice became louder and annoyed, but he woke up. Or at least he pretended. 

“Wha-” His voice was absolute croaky and I felt a bit sorry for him. They had always long days and after concerts they should rest as much as possible. He finally moved on his back, his dark eyes burning into mine and I answered with a flat voice.

“You need to change into shorts, I have to take care of your muscle and then you can sleep.” He closed his eyes, like his head needed to process this information. Then Namjoon nodded and sat up. “Could you give me some shorts, right on top of my suitcase.” I was a bit flashed, because they are quite shy around other people, but I wanted to rest as soon as possible so I did as he said and turned around. I had seen them change countless times before, but it didn’t feel right if we were alone in the same room.

When I turned around to him again I noticed that Namjoon also took off his Hoodie. His arms were quite muscular and the smooth skin had the rich color of honey. With a shake of my head I focused on the task ahead, just to realise, the Rapper fell asleep again. 

“Really?” The full lips were slightly open and let snores escaped, which actually made me grin when I grabbed his leg and placed it against my hip. Then I started massaging and stretching it, as he was already asleep the muscles could already relax quite some time. But some of the albumen had to escape the muscles. Otherwise, he would have been in even more pain the next day. The skin was very smooth and his muscles were strong, he was really handsome. The thought crossed me and made my cheeks burn. A heavier snore came out of his mouth and I couldn’t help myself but laugh, even needed to cover my mouth. 

After a while I stopped massaging his leg and had a look on my watch, it was half-past four in the morning and I felt like collapsing every minute. And there was no room for me in the hotel because I thought I would go to my house after the concert. My eyes were sore and my legs tired from the day, so I decided I would just move to the armchair and sleep there. With heavy bones, I moved over and as soon as I closed my eyes I passed out.

Sleep displayed another issue in my life. Chronic insomnia appeared at sometime when I was seventeen, therefore my sleep quality fluctuated somewhere around ‘it could be worse’. Me travelling with the band for concerts didn’t help in any way. The quality of my sleep wasn’t really good during the past months, little sounds woke me up and thoughts didn’t stop rushing through my mind. So, it happened quite often that I would pass out for one night completely and the next weeks I would sleep just a few hours per night. Amara asked me one time if I was alright and I told her not to worry. Since the past tour I knew it would work out, but her eyes were always watching me during these months and we developed a system. Doing my makeup took me quite long in the morning, so she organised tea for herself and coffee for me before we left the hotel. When I passed out nothing could wake me up. My body just took the sleep as needed and nothing could change that. And when I woke up after the Seoul concert, three faces were staring at me. Actually I had no clue where I was, until I remembered what happened the night before. My makeup must have been ruined, and as it was the last day of the tour I had to organise and check up on stuff. Quickly I sat up and looked for my phone, when Namjoon started speaking. 

“Don’t worry, your assistant was here earlier and we told her that you are still asleep. So, she took care of checking out and some other tasks.” He smiled politely and Jungkook came over and gave me my phone. 

“Oh my god… it is already eleven? Why didn’t you wake me up?” My voice was quite and filled with horror about what tasks already needed to be done. The young man who gave me the phone looked guiltily at me. 

“The girl told us you need to rest…” His voice carried an audible pout. The third member in the room was Yoongi who watched us silently. I closed my eyes and mumbled 

“This girl…” My hands were already dialling Amara’s number and she answered after the first ring.

“Good morning Lee Munhee.” The silvery voice of my assistant found my ear and I started questioning her about the tasks which were scheduled for the morning. 

“So, you checked us out of the hotel? Did you check if all the equipment is in the trucks? And where are you? I need to…” Her tone became soft and matter-of-fact when she interrupted me. 

“Yes, yes and no. What you need is to go home, have a shower and after lunch we will meet at the arena so you can have a final check.” My eyebrows raised and I stuttered. 

“But … I … Amara that … I am older than you! You can’t treat me like that! I’m your senior!” We had a pretty relaxed relationship, so I knew she wouldn’t take it seriously. Namjoon on the other side of the room furrowed his eyebrows, because I was speaking English with Amara. He was the only one who knew what I just said. On the other end of my phone I heard a laugh. 

“I am British, and I know you don’t really give a shit on ages. So, do as I say and send me a list of the things that need to be done. See you later.” She hung up and I stared at my phone. 

“She just ended the call…” The horror on my face must have been obvious because Jungkook was trying to hide his grin, Namjoon bit his lip but I could see his dimples and Yoongi, who was actually my age, had a smirk on his lips. The first who bursted into laughter was Jungkook, Yoongi continued grinning while Namjoon also bursted into laughter. Like I said, I was a workaholic. Relaxing was possible for me, but only if I really had days off. And was in another place. With reddening cheeks I looked at the three members and commanded “Shush! That’s not the right way to treat someone who’s older than you!” The youngest and Joon stoped laughing but Yoongi still smirked and spoke up the first time. 

“Don’t play that game, your birthday is in May, right?” A devoted sigh left my mouth and the older one chuckled. Two months older than me. Great.

“Alright, I will grab a coffee and then drop you off.” I remembered that I still needed to tell Namjoon about how to rest his leg.  Standing up caused my bones to crack and I stretched a little before I grabbed my hoodie and headed out of the room towards the elevator. 

With a cup of coffee and the three idols following me, we entered the car park under the hotel. The guys were chatting and I just focused on feeling the caffeine reaching my system. I hummed a song which came to my mind while I looked for my car. A anthracite coloured Volvo which had darkened windows, and thankfully enough room for the members to fit in. When that thought crossed my mind, I stopped walking. 

“Wait a minute, how did you think you would come home? There is no way you knew that I have a car with enough room for you.” The exchanged looks and then shrugged before Namjoon answered. 

“We could have called one of the drivers.” Sure, I forgot about that because I normally make everything on time. 

“Unbelievable…” I unlocked the car and Namjoon grabbed the door of the passenger side shouting

“First!” While the others sighed disappointed. Shaking my head with a smirk, I took the driver’s seat and started the car. 

“Who’s the first to be dropped off?” Yoongi raised his hand and told me the address. They were silent during the drive. Just the sound of the radio in the air. Before the first left the car he waved and calmly said 

“See you at the dorm later.” Then he left and Jungkook told me the address of a flat where his family stayed every now and then. 

“The others bought flats on their own, if they want to escape the dorm. But I just like to stay with my hyungs. Mostly everyone is at the dorm, it is so nice to live together. We have so much fun…” It was like I had a child on the backseat. An adorable cute child. When I looked over to Namjoon, he also grinned and but kept his gaze on the road. “Will see you at the dorm Hyung! Munhee you should visit us at the dance practice.” He winked and I looked confused at the man in the passenger seat. The wink was cute, but he was like five years younger than me and I just couldn’t take it seriously. The rapper next to me was chuckling and after a few minutes we tried to catch our breaths. 

“Did he really … ?” Still I couldn’t realise the young babyJungkook winked at me. The deep voice next to me gave me proof of the situation. 

“He did.” With a chuckle I looked at him, still standing in the parking lot. 

“So, how are you feeling today? Does your leg feel stiff?” I had to clear my throat, after concerts I usually was a bit hoarse from calling for staffs and talking a lot. 

“Well, it feels a little bit stiff but it only hurts if I move very hard.” I started the car again and asked him for his address, but my flat was much closer. 

“Would you mind if we go to my home first? It’s closer and then I can also drop you off at your flat or dorm. As you like.” His hand wandered through his pink dyed hair and he answered with croaky voice. 

“Sure we can do it that way, if it doesn’t bother your that I am there.” While I took a side street my gaze met his dark eyes, which seemed to be almost black. Before I spoke, I cleared my throat. 

“Im fine with it. And because I have quite a lot of time till noon, we will have a look at you muscles again.” When I parked in front of my house, the rapper looked a little bit shocked. 

”You have a house?” The house was very nice. Inherited from my mum for my future family, before I became a woman who just lived for her job. 

“Yes.” That was everything I said before I escaped the car, told him to follow me, and made my way to the entrance. The wooden door was a familiar relief and the scent when I opened it made me close my eyes. Tulips and freesias, these were my mothers favourite flowers. “Make yourself comfortable. The living room is down the hallway and then on your right. You can keep on your shoes if you like.” On the dresser next to the entrance I dropped my keys and lead the younger man into the living room. There wasn’t much decoration, only a few pictures of my mum and a vase with her favourite flowers. 

“It’s really beautiful.” The compliment made me smile and I offered him a seat on the anthracite coloured sofa, where I put some turquoise cushions.  “Thank you very much. Would you like something to drink?” He made a little bow and shook his head, but either way I stood up and got some water for him in the kitchen. “Thank you.” Namjoon blushed a bit and I kneeled in front of him. “Alright roll up your joggers and press your foot against my shoulder.” His dark eyebrows rose and he asked with worry in his voice, if I was sure.  “I am no cotton candy. Even when you fell asleep I could handle you.” With a wink, like Jungkook did before, I gestured him to do as I said. When he pushed his foot against my shoulder I had a good view on his muscles working as I moved his leg. 

“How did you become a manager? You said that you were physiotherapist before.” I moved forward, so he pulled in his leg and his muscles tightened. 

“Well, the job wasn’t really well paid and because there happened a lot of stuff, I took evening classes in management and looked for a new better payed job. Big Hit took a lot of trainees during this time and because I had already a useful profession they choose me. Now I know that they normally only employ a few new workers per year, so I was really lucky. And I would say I am doing a good job.” A smile was on my face. My job was everything for me, the concerts I organised were bringing so much joy and fun for visitors. My eyebrows furrowed when I realised his muscles were not really flexible. “You’re training a lot?” The younger nodded and I let go of his leg, before I sat down on the floor. “Take it easier. I know you struggle with the dance quality of the others, and it is good that you want to catch up and improve. But your body statue is not really made for a dancer, like Jimin.” His facial expression darkened and his jaw clenched when he responded. 

“I know I am clumsy and stuff but if I train well enough I can do at least so well that they don’t have to look out for me.” I knew it was a sensitive issue but he needed to understand. 

“Namjoon I totally get what you think, but such cramps can happen more often if you stress yourself out, practice too hard and overstretch. It can even become so much worse that you get injured and are not able to dance at all. You need to take it slower.” With a sigh I stood up and ran my hand through my black haired bob which reached only my chin. “Alright, I will go upstairs and take a shower. Make yourself comfortable and do as you like.” 

I turned around and left the man with his thoughts. As I climbed the stairs and grabbed fresh clothes my mind replayed the conversation, but I told him the fact quite sensitive and objectively. After my quite cold shower I felt much fresher and awake. Singing I walked through the upper floor and put on black tights, a black skirt, my rose coloured blouse and my dark green high heels. Then I took care of my hair, curled a few strains and fixed it before I did my makeup. With a final look in the mirror and a song on my lips I went downstairs. 

“Namjoon?” When I came into the living room he was looking through a photo album, the last one I was able to made for my mum. I was stuck in the door and stared at the album. There was nothing secret inside but it was one of the most personal things in my house. The called looked up with an apologetic smile and closed the book before he put it down on the table. 

“I am really sorry, but I was curious. And when I saw your bookshelf I couldn’t help myself…” A cough came out of my throat and my good mood was blown away. Still, it was not really his fault. 

“It’s alright. There is no secret inside. Where do I need to drop you off?” My voice was much colder and monotonous than I wanted it to be. Again I cleared my throat and turned to get the keys, when Nam-Joon moved in the direction of the hallway. As soon as I looked up his gaze was fixed on the floor and his lower lip was drawn between his teeth. 

“Munhee I am really sorry…” With a deep breath I interrupted him. 

“I told you it is alright. So, just drop it.” A smile was managed to appear on my lips as I opened the door for him, to go through. The fresh air loosened the tension in my body and I asked him again where to drop him off. 

“My apartment is just a few streets from here. I could actually walk there.” I couldn’t resist to roll my eyes and went to my car. 

“Get in I will drive you home. No excuses, I am older than you. So, you cannot contradict.” The smug smile on my lips made him smirk and he followed me. 

“I quite get the feeling you only use the age card, if you want something.” While I buckled the seatbelt on and started the car my light and good spirit came back. 

“To be honest, I don’t really care about the age thing. Only if people are older than me and I know they care about it a lot. My upbringing was not that formal and traditional.” Namjoon told me to change the road and seemed to be studying me with his eyes. 

“The others and me are also not really formal with each other.” My response came with a smirk. 

“You forget that I work already two years with you guys. I may not work with you directly, but I know close to everything that happens. By the way you caused me to work a lot on safety when I started.” His cheeks flushed and he sighed. 

“It is not my fault that my environment doesn’t cooperate with me.” A warm and true laugh escaped my mouth and Namjoon joined me in that, when we arrived at his apartment. 

“Alright Mr. Kim, here you go.” When I looked out of the window I saw a figure sitting by his door.

“Ah, Jimin is there. Alright I have to go, its cold and he needs to get in. Take care, and visit us at dance practice.” He bowed politely and left my car.

NEXT CHAPTER

[magical-glimpse]

No wait… what the people really need is another Mic Drop. I don’t care what people say, Mic Drop was that BITCH. That was actually Jhope’s ERAAAAAA.

The duality of BTS is amazing, to put out songs like BS&T, Black Swan, Fake Love, etc and also put out songs like Mic Drop and No More Dream is so amazing. And Steve Aoki did so well with the remix, he actually worked around the structure of the song and didn’t just make it EDM for the sake of it (no hate to EDM lol).

[to add to this… they must never work with SIA again. The On remix was RUINED by her, it sounded like she just did Karaoke over the song, full offence.]

And if they ever work with Megan and/or Snoop Dogg again, I hope they go for a more hip hop sound for that. I would love to hear the rap line go back and forth with actual skilled western rappers (and not supreme boi… no shade).

ngl supreme boi energy feels like the mud and garbage juice that is in thr gutter after it rained TT-TT i dont wike him

Funny thing, i used to not like mic drop. My sister listened to it on repeat right before dynamite era, and i ended up getting into it bc "i dont like the song but damn the dancing is good" and now i know the dance almost by heart.

I would love another UGH or Dyonisos !

[airadam]

Episode 181 : Still Rollin'.

"Come on and give me my props..."

- Diamond

Fifteen years! We started this ride in June 2009 and here we still are all these years later. Thank you so much for your support, and I hope you'll stay with me for as long as I'm able to keep putting these shows together. The point of this podcast has never been to prioritise new releases, or to only ever look to the past, but a blend of the two. With that in mind, this month's mix certainly has some old personal favourites, a sprinkling of new music, and some obscurities and rarities! Listen, enjoy, and please do spread the word as widely as you can - as I always say, I have a lot of things, but no advertising budget 😆

I was racking my brain trying to come up with cover art that would reference the theme of fifteen...then realised that the infamous "4, 5, 6" combination sums up to that very number!

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Playlist/Notes

The Thryday : Fantastic

The album this was ultimately released on is only available for silly money on the second-hand market, but at least I had this from an old mixtape ("WJLR Radio, Volume 1") to share with you! The Dutch master Nicolay is on production for this North Carolina group who were part of the Justus League family and appreciated by those in the know. This same beat, with the same name, is also on Nicolay's "City Lights" and the "City Lights 1.5" version, but with the rhymes that elevate it so...much harder to get!

[J Dilla] Jaylib : The Red (Instrumental)

You already know! One of the best-loved instrumentals from Dilla's post-Slum career - certainly if the reaction when I drop it in a set is anything to go by - and one that will move your speakers for sure. The original is from the famed "Champion Sound" collaboration between Dilla and Madlib, where each rhymes over the other's production, and now the full set of instrumentals is available, making the deluxe release a 100% must-own.

Jigmastas ft. Mos Def, Mr. Complex, Pharoahe Monch, Shabaam Sahdeeq, and Talib Kweli : Lyrical Fluctuation Remix

This is a true all-star MC roster from the late 90s-early 00s independent scene, with DJ Spinna of Jigmastas on remix duties, bringing a different vibe to Joc Max's original, based on crazy short chops of a classic soul sample and having them cheerfully bounce along. I only got this 2000 release in the last few weeks, but have already played it on Twitch, digitised it, and am now sharing its eternally-fresh energy here!

Ghostface ft. Wigz : Outta The Way

"...in the gym throwing the dumbbells all out of order" - disgraceful conduct... Another usage of the same sample from the "Lyrical Fluctuation" remix, this Anthony Acid beat is more straightforward, with Ghostface and Wigz busting through with the energy of two guys rushing a bank! This was one of the standouts on the 2005 Ghostface and Trife "Put It On The Line" LP, though not released as a single despite the potential.

Mobb Deep : Feel My Gat Blow

The soundtrack to the Saul Williams-starring "Slam" was very much a mixed bag in the vein of many 90s-00s soundtracks, but certainly had a few standouts and otherwise-unreleased cuts from some greats, of which this is one. Havoc's beat sounds like a mix between a medieval court and 90s NYC, and the lyrical content is trademark Mobb.

Redman : Winicumuhround

As much as I love Redman's "Dare Iz A Darkside" album (which, notably, he doesn't - reminds him of a bad time), I had all but forgotten about this track until I pulled the vinyl out for a front-to-back listen recently. Erick Sermon and Redman combine on production to have this one thump along with a killer bassline-lead track, and Red is in fine form on the mic. With the voice of the late Hurricane G appearing as part of the densely-packed hook, this is a Def Squad heater for sure.

Pete Rock : Death Becomes You

Definitely one of my favourite Pete Rock beats of all time, but we had to wait a long time to get an instrumental! The original track was on the soundtrack for the 1993 classic "Menace II Society", but it wasn't until the 2019 release of Pete Rock's "Return Of The SP1200" album that we got this version. Absolutely flawless in the sense that there's not a single thing, as a listener or a DJ, that I would have wanted him to change. 

Roots Manuva ft. Big P, Blackitude, Fallacy, Rodney P, Skeme : Witness The Swords

I'd be willing to bet that while most listeners, especially in the UK, will be very familiar with the classic Roots Manuva single "Witness (1 Hope)", most won't know this! It's a blend of the lyrics from "Swords In The Dirt" from Roots' second LP "Run Come Save Me" and the "Witness" beat, from the same album. As far as I know, the only place to find this one is the 2002 "Extra Yard (The Bouncement Revolution)" compilation on Big Dada Records, which is worth picking up for some quality UK cuts.

Big Boi ft. Cutty : Shutterbugg

As a photographer, I really should dig this one out more! Big Boi co-produces with Scott Storch on this single from his solo debut "Sir Lucious Left Foot : The Son Of Chico Dusty", which was actually a much bigger hit in the UK than in the US, where it somehow didn't even break the top 50 in the R&B charts. It's a hectic-sounding track which unexpectedly takes a sudden quiet break in the second verse - and it's at that point that we move along...

Stro Elliot : Soul II Stro

...and so we move with a quick transition into another track that not just references but heavily samples the classic "Back To Life" by the UKs own Soul II Soul, a Stro Elliot workout that's just undeniable in its groove. The samples of Caron Wheeler's vocals haunt at times before coming firmly into the foreground, while the drums and bass thump along with an accompanying keyboard line. That Stro Elliot sampled that 1989 classic on his self-titled LP twenty-seven years later is a testament to the power of the original.

Kokane ft. Lil Half Dead : Ghetto Music

When I saw the garage-filmed (high-quality though!) video for this, I kept waiting for the rapping to start - but nope, this is just a funk product from start to finish which, as the track says, will make you want to move! Despite "Da White Album" only being released in 2022, it was apparently recorded back in the early 00s while Kokane was working on Dr. Dre's "2001" LP but shelved for over twenty years. It manages to sound vintage P-funk, 90s G-Funk, and modern all at the same time. Kokane is a real "if you know, you know" artist who has been putting in work for many years, has collaborated with almost everyone you can name, and keeps on bringing the heat!

[Erick Sermon] Tha Truth : Red Lights (U Gotz 2 Chill '96) (instrumental)

If you know me, you know I love Zapp and Roger Troutman, which means that EPMD's classic "You Gots To Chill" single is a firm favourite. On this R&B single from Tha Truth, who only released one album back in 1997, they came out of the gate strong with Erick Sermon on production, reprising his sampling of "More Bounce To The Ounce" and even throwing in the "chill" sample from his original beat. Shout out to DJ Melo D of Beat Junkies, who was the only person I've heard playing this and the one who told me (on Twitch) what it was!

Diamond D, Sadat X, and Lord Finesse : You Can't Front

A great album cut, loved by those in the know, taken from the early 90s classic "Stunts, Blunts, and Hip-Hop". Buckwild and Diamond's production is both clean and still vintage SP-era magic, with Diamond also grabbing the mic to spit a verse between two other greats. Sadat X was the perfect choice to go first, with his unique tone drawing you in immediately, and Lord Finesse brings it home strong.

Common : Dreamin'

For those that have missed the early chatter, here's a sample of the upcoming Common and Pete Rock LP, which promises to channel the specific forms of energy that each artist brought to their 90s work. If this beautifully-produced tale of a dream of a walk with Black greats both living and transitioned is anything to go by, we're in for a treat!

The Kid Daytona : Fly Lullaby

A deep cut from the 9th Wonder production discography, working with a loop that Pete Rock teased us with between tracks on "The Main Ingredient". The Kid Daytona is definitely a grown man now, but this was an early release from the Bronx native on his "The Interlude" mixtape from 2010 - where every track sampled some kind of intro or interlude from another Hip-Hop track. This is exactly the kind of overlooked track I like to throw in for anyone who might have missed it!

Dogg Pound ft. Snoop Dogg, RBX, and The Lady Of Rage : Who Da Hardest?

A grand reunion - would have left it to the last song as it is on the new Dogg Pound "W.A.W.G" album, but it fit so well here sonically that I changed my mind! For a coming together of West Coast legends, the biggest surprise is them bringing DJ Premier in on production, and maybe the most welcome is the featuring of The Lady of Rage, who has been a universally-loved MC since her star turn on "Afro Puffs". It's pretty long, but there's no instrumental outro and I didn't want you to miss out any of the MCs, so you get the whole thing here!

Terrace Martin & James Fauntleroy : Butterfly Effect

"Gotta stop taking life advice from songs" - I'd say that was good advice, but then that's also what you might call a circular problem! We go fully chill at the end of this section, with the undeniable and unmistakable voice and vocal production of James Fauntleroy alongside modern jazz legend Terrace Martin with a track from their joint "Nova" EP.

Marco Polo : Yung Feathers

The man from Toronto with a trademark bit of modern boom-bap on this final instrumental, a track from his "MP on the MP : The Beat Tape Vol.1" release, a great pickup for anyone who appreciates good Hip-Hop production.

M-Beat ft. Nazlyn : Sweet Love

A big switch-up to end the episode, with a vintage UK track - a jungle remake of Anita Baker's 1986 classic "Sweet Love" with Nazlyn on vocals. Even as someone who didn't like jungle when it first emerged, I couldn't deny this one, an absolute classic reworking. I understand it actually sold well - hitting a high of no.18 in the charts back in 1994 - which goes to show that just sometimes, the public at large catches on to some real quality.

Please remember to support the artists you like! The purpose of putting the podcast out and providing the full tracklist is to try and give some light, so do use the songs on each episode as a starting point to search out more material. If you have Spotify in your country it's a great way to explore, but otherwise there's always Youtube and the like. Seeing your favourite artists live is the best way to put money in their pockets, and buy the vinyl/CDs/downloads of the stuff you like the most!

Check out this episode!

[dorefasolsido]

6. BTS-related 1

In celebration of 2023 Festa!

***credits to the original creator***

what's the first bts song you heard?

I think honestly it was Mic Drop back when it came out, but I wasn’t particularly interested at the time, so I just heard it and moved on with my life.

what's the first bts music video you watched?

Again, it was Mic Drop. I remember seeing somewhere how it was a big deal that a K-pop act was collaborating with an American artist (Steve Aoki). So I was like, well I don’t really care about either, but let me see what everyone’s talking about. That was my first proper introduction to BTS aside from all the comments and gifs I was seeing everywhere.

who/what made you start stanning bts?

No one in particular. It just kind of happened last year when my sister and I randomly wanted to show our mum what K-pop is. Neither of us was a K-pop fan, so the only two groups we were aware of were BTS and Blackpink. My sister decided to check out BTS. And the rest is history.

who was your first bias and is now your current bias?

My sister and I decided to choose our biases in the very first performance we watched, even though we knew nothing about the boys and could hardly even tell them apart :D So at the time, I chose Jimin because he had silver hair and I really liked that, but I think Jungkook was more my style. But now that I know more about the boys, I 100% agree with my first instinct to bias Jimin.

you can only listen to one album for the rest of your life. which?

Uhhh, that’s tough. Maybe Map of the Soul: 7? Or Wings? Or maybe I can just choose Proof, so I have everything in one place :P

what's your favourite collab?

Collabs with Steve Aoki always serve. Mic Drop remix, The Truth Untold, what’s there not to like?

what's your favourite bts japanese song?

Tough choice, but I think Don’t Leave Me. That song’s intensity and emotion is on another level, especially when you know what the boys have been going through at that time.

you can only choose one cypher!

Cypher 3: Killer! I heard it for the first time when the rapline performed it at Yet to Come in Busan and that sealed the deal for me. The energy is off the charts!

if your @ is bts related what does it mean?

I don’t think I have any BTS-related usernames, I’m way too new of an Army.

whose birthday is closest to yours?

Jungkook’s is a little over a month after mine.

favourite rap line song?

Hmmmmm probably Outro: Tear.

favourite vocal line song?

Maybe House of Cards, it has that dark vibe I love and everyone’s vocals really shine.

zodiac compatibility with your bias?

Hahahah, actually if I remember right Leos and Libras are pretty compatible. I normally tend to really love Libras too.

what’s your mbti compatibility with your bias?

I’m INTP, my bias is supposedly ESTP (honestly a huge surprise), so I don’t think we’re super compatible. BUT my sister is ESTP, and we’re very different but get along great.

favourite songs in D-2, Agust D, and D-Day?

Agust D from Agust D and probably Burn It from D-2. From D-Day, it’s Amygdala no questions asked, but Snooze is a very very close second.

favourite songs in Hope World and JITB?

Blue Side from Hope World and either Arson or What If from JITB.

favourite songs in mono, RM, and Indigo?

I’m not sure about RM yet, but from mono it’s uhgood, and on Indigo I have three favourite songs which I call the night trilogy since they all have a perfect vibe for evening/night listens: Closer, Change pt.2, and Lonely.

what official merch do you own?

I don’t have much; I only bought Jungkook’s photofolio and JK TinyTan keychain for my sister. Weverse Shop shipping to Europe is super expensive, and I usually end up paying double the price for that alone. So, it’s easier to buy unofficial merch.

ever seen the tannies live?

Nope, but next time they go on a European tour, you bet I’ll be there.

who are tannies to you?

Comfort.

[etrangersvoyageant]

Rewire, day 2

This day didn’t start as planned. In the afternoon, I saw a migraine attack coming and so I drank some water and laid down. This meant I was going to drop acts in favour of recovering, meaning I was missing Malibu, which was rather unfortunate, because I looked forward to see her live. Regardless, that’s the price of the sickness. So, unwilling to give up on the day I tried to sleep and after a few hours ate something before setting out. My head was still hurting, but I didn’t plan to stay long and had my eyes on some calm acts anyway.

I started with Morita Vargas, who wasn’t bad, but also felt she was and would still be developing her craft further. Her final last track was her best, the weaving of her vocals with the ethereal music worked well. It was a little Julee Cruise-esque.

Then, I had the choice to stay and see Godspeed You! Black Emperor, but I have already been fortunate to see a 3-hour set once and there’s so much more hear. So I went to Nwando Ebizie. She was anything but calm, but she was also a lot of fun. Having recently visited the Black Fantastic exhibition, I imagine she would fit right in. A vibrant singer with humor, sharing the popped corn with the audience to receive as a blessing and ending with a group dance in the middle of the crowd of whoever wanted to join.

Next were Infinity Knives & Brian Ennals. They fit right in with Run the Jewels when it comes to politics, but seemed to focus more on beats. Infinity Knives got to do some live messing around with electronics and Ennals in the meantime was just a menace on the mic, undermining religion, politics and whatever he didn’t like. Singing ‘All we want is some reparations’ to the tune of RHCP’s Californication (Death of a Constable), ‘Realize the American flag same colour as cop lights’ (Sambo’s Last Words) and ‘God is good, pussy is better’, finishing with A Melancholy Boogie and its disco-revival beat. Standing in the back was the right decision. The message reached me, the loudness not so much.

Following them, I went to Lucinda Chua in one of the churches. This location is beautiful and her music fit right in. She performed while Godspeed were still playing, so the place wasn't full, but that also meant that everyone who wanted to be there was there and it created a bond. The only sound the audience made was applause when songs ended. She sang, played the cello, while she was supported by an unnamed synthesizer player. For the last song she was also joined by Hatis Noit on the stage, making me regret a little to not have seen her, but alas choices and choices.

Then out again and off to Alto Arc. That was absolutely insane. This is a project consisting of a singer George Clarke (Deafhaven), a make-up artist Isamaya Ffrench and 2 producers. One is Trayer Tryon (Hundred Water), the other Danny L Harle, who has been making waves for a while now (collaborating with yeule and this On a Mountain remix lives rent-free in my mind).

Anyway, the show had a lot of theatrics with a lot of hard beats. Sound wise it reminded me of those darkwave-esque acts like Witch of the Vale, where the woman takes the high-pitched role and the man does the dusky growling. (I guess old CoF also works?) The electronic stuff reminded me a bit of Violet Cold and its crazy patterns. At some point Darle got the stage to himself and it seemed the room became a sonic witness account of a chain collision of crashed cars. As what we got to see, some sort of play about sacrifice, occultism and rapture? I’m not sure, sorry.

After that I took a breather and walked to Deena Abdelwahed’s venue. Now I mentioned scheduling conflicts before, here’s another: choosing Deena meant no Slikback and no Coucou Chloe (who were on at the same time at the same venue, so switching would be easier). However, I’ve been a big fan of Deena for years and getting the opportunity to see her live outweighed the others.

She was going to premier her new latest work and it didn’t disappoint. Her set was amazing and with help from her partner-in-crime Hamid, who occasionally picked up something like a sitar, they got the crowd moving. So yeah, by the sounds of it, there’ll be a great album coming to you… next year.

After that, I was done, it felt like I asked more than I could from my head. Yet the day after, here I am writing. Honestly, I’m amazed I saw as much as I did, but my head seemed to deal with it. Sometimes the pain just subsided (read: was drowned out by the music, it had no place to go). In the meantime I saw and spoke familiar and unfamiliar people, which sort of kept me busy. And being outside a lot helped too, the evening wasn’t cold, but it kept my head in check.

[btsrabbithole]

me rn (x)

[stayarmytiny3rachalovebot]

Save Jimin’s neck 2K17

[apgujeon]

I CAN’T BREATHE

[jmdbjk]

What have I become?

I just bought these at ULTA...

I have succumbed to the marketing machine because I resisted TWICE before but today I was weak!! WEAK I TELL YOU! Actually, I don’t think these brushes were there the first couple of times, I was really wanting the head band but that sold out first. 

I already own 169 makeup brushes and only use 3 of them when putting on my makeup in the morning...now I also own the BEST SEVEN MAKEUP BRUSHES IN THE WORLD! 

BT21 is cute but I’m more of a Mic Drop gal (Steve Aoki remix of course). So the impulse buying sorta shook me. HAHAHAHAHA! But I guess “did you see my bag” sorta goes with the flow here.

I thought it was bad when I was kind of nonchalant about the whole BTS Artist Made merch, thinking, “no way was I ever going to be able to get anything” but still, 5 minutes before each launch I turned into a person characterized by an inordinate or ungovernable enthusiasm for something (definition of maniac). 

[joongernaut]

hello yes I'd like to step to the mic like Ciara on my girl my girl she loves me remix .. Me and my house? We're here to ask why the J line has such distracting lips? The way I couldn't read the subs when Yuta came on in that little heart over height thing and had to keep going back lmaoooo anyway I'd like to request a drabble, the reader and Shotaro play scrabble but they keep stopping to explain words and he's just learning new things lol. Although he IS baby but he is baby romantically too

pairing: osaki shotaro x reader

warning/genre: fluff, crack dialogue, a bit suggestive at the end but nothing explicit

word count: 730

A/N: i've read this message idk how many times but it made me laugh from start to finish every single time like there's so much going on here LMFAO 😭 but thank you for the request and the way this will be my first shotaro related thing considering he's one of my biases is so funny to me shsjdisksskdk sorry in advance if this isn't what you were looking for, i'll do better!

it had been well over 5 minutes now and still no moves were made to continue the scrabble game you and shotaro had started just a while ago. he had been glancing down at the word you spelled out with his fingers rubbing at his chin comically in thought. "y/n, are you sure you didn't make this word up? i've literally never seen it before." he finally questioned, his tone of voice genuinely curious as you let out a giggle.

'FOGBOW' did sound pretty goofy but as someone who took spelling bee's way too seriously back in grade school you assured him that it was, in fact, not made up.

"think of a rainbow but, instead of rain, it's made by fog. boom, there's the word." you told him with a shrug of your shoulders. it made sense now that you defined it but he was clearly not that convinced. shotaro gave you a nod anyway before placing some letters down, spelling out the word 'WOW' in turn. it wouldn't give him much points on his end but he felt as if his turn had took too long already just trying to understand.

"think i need to start bringing out a dictionary when we play this from now on." shotaro said with furrowed eyebrows and you rolled your eyes. "are you trying to say you don't trust me? you think i'd lie about some words for a little game?" you questioned half-offended, hand over your heart dramatically. shotaro looked up from the letter pieces with a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "i didn't say anything like that, babe." he said cutely, causing you to scoff but you couldn't fight off the smile that followed as you placed some more letters down.

"alright, no way that's real. what does that word mean?" shotaro asked, look incredulously at the row of 7 letters spelling out 'ZEPPOLI'. "it's an italian pastry! just look it up if it's so questionable." you said with a laugh and he shook his head in response before taking his turn quickly and laying out his own letters. you took a closer look down once he pulled back not even a second later, eyes squinting at the 'word'.

"hey, you can't use that, that's an acronym!" you pointed at the board accusingly. "so?" shotaro said, leaning back on his hands as a small pout formed on his lips. "words like fogbow and zeppoli are okay but 'i love you' crosses the line?" he said, making a 'tch' sound after.

"that is not the same, shotaro, it's-!"

"an acronym, yes i know, thanks to my very beautiful and very smart girlfriend." he teased, a small smirk forming on his lips when the sudden compliment flustered you. "flattery won't get you anywhere, i know you're a bit of a sore loser but come on!" you joked, not missing the way his jaw twitched as he cocked his head to the side.

your jaw dropped slightly as you watched him push his foot against the edge of the board, not a powerful enough kick to send everything flying but enough to shake both of your remaining letters from off of its stand while the ones one the board slid from their places and got mixed up. you met shotaro's gaze as he shot you another smile that turned his eyes into crescents, mischief written all over his face. "oops, sorry. guess we won't know who won now." he said, that cute tone of his coming out again despite the look he gave you.

before shotaro could register your body coming towards him quickly, he was knocked flat onto his back with an audible 'oof!' as you clambered on top of him. his hands instinctively flew to your waist as you straddled his own with your hands on both sides of his face. "i won." you told him firmly, locking eyes with him as he stared back clearly caught off guard.

fully taking in the position, shotaro's eyes darted from your eyes to your lips and back to your eyes again as a smile crept back onto his face. you seemed to finally realize the position you were in too, your body suddenly feeling too warm as you felt his grip on your waist tighten and his thumbs start to circle against your skin. "feels like i won now."

[bangtan]

BTS’s “Permission To Dance” Is Their Latest MV To Reach 100 Million Views

BTS’s new “Permission to Dance” music video has hit the 100-million-view milestone on YouTube!

On July 11 at approximately 5:09 p.m. KST, BTS’s “Permission to Dance” music video surpassed 100 million views. This is approximately two days and four hours after the video’s release on July 9 at 1 p.m. KST.

“Permission to Dance” is now BTS’s 35th full group music video to gather over 100 million views, following “Dope,” “Fire,” “Blood Sweat & Tears,” “Boy in Luv,” “Save Me,” “Not Today,” “Spring Day,” “DNA,” “Danger,” “I Need U,” “War of Hormone,” “MIC Drop (Steve Aoki Remix),” “Fake Love,” “IDOL,” “Just One Day,” “We Are Bulletproof Pt. 2,” “Run,” “Boy With Luv,” “No More Dream,” “Airplane Pt. 2 (Japanese version),” “ON” (Kinetic Manifesto Film : Come Prima), “ON,” “IDOL (feat. Nicki Minaj),” “Black Swan,” “Stay Gold,” “Dynamite,” “Life Goes On,” “Dynamite” (B-side version), “Make It Right,” “Lights,” “Dynamite” (choreography version), and “I Need U” (original version), “Film Out,” and “Butter.”

Congratulations, BTS! Watch the “Permission to Dance” music video again below: https://youtu.be/CuklIb9d3fI

[3wisellamas]

Deltarune Halloween Prompts Day 29: Tricks

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Cap'n was a monster.

Not only literally, in that he'd given his bandmates a couple sneak previews of that year's expertly-crafted zombie costume, but also in HOW he'd given those sneak previews, scaring Sweet nearly half to death as he suddenly jumped out of hiding. Between that, and the Halloween sound effects CD, and the fake spiders in the fridge, and the glitter bomb in his coffee, and the silly face drawn on the back of his head while he slept that took forever to finally wash off, Sweet was about at his limit with the boombox.

It was time to trick him back, and Sweet knew just how to do it.

He loosened one of the tiles in the shop's drop ceiling, poking his head and a flashlight through to get a good look. Cap'n changed where up there he hid his journal every few weeks, but a few minutes of searching produced results, and Sweet replaced the tiles once he'd pulled out his prize. He liked glancing through it sometimes, both for entertainment value and to get a sense of what Cap'n really thought of him.

He really liked to pour out his most private, inner thoughts where he figured no one would find them, and that included a lot of surprisingly-competent-but-still-embarrassing poetry as well, which never failed to make Sweet snicker. With Cap'n out running errands, and K_K busy doing whatever they were doing in the kitchen, it was the perfect chance for Sweet to re-read a couple of those, out loud this time into a mic, making his own personal mixtape...

When the boombox returned Sweet sat there at his desk, unassuming, the journal returned and nothing amiss save for the tape he held in his hands. "Hey, how's things with Seam?"

"Ugh, kept me for hours with their stories..."

"I like them, though!" K_K popped their head out of the kitchen to greet him, as he set his purchases wherever he found space, but Sweet caught Cap'n before he could head into the kitchen for some milk.

"Hey, you know that Halloween mix I've been remixing for this year? Made a little demo, why don'tcha see what you think so far?" Holding back snickers, Sweet handed him the tape, and watched Cap'n load it and hit Play.

The first few tracks were nothing too alarming, a couple spooky beats to lull him into a false sense of security, and Cap'n smiled, giving him a thumbs-up of approval before going to finally get his milk. Sweet didn't try to stop him, just listening from the next room, waiting patiently for track 4, and...

"SWEEEEEEET!!" Only a few lines in Cap'n recognized what he was listening to, spitting out the tape and smashing it under his shoe with extreme prejudice. Snarling, he dashed out of the kitchen to find the speaker howling with laughter, holding his head on the desk. "YOU SON OF A-"

"I couldn't help it, Cap!! I just wish I'd gotten to see your face..." If Sweet could cry they'd have wiped tears away to see it now, bright purple instead of silver and literally steaming, with Cap'n's whole body shaking as he desperately resisted the urge to jump on them right then and there. "Hey, after all those 'tricks' you pulled on me this year you were overdue for one of your own! I really gotcha, huh?"

"You...YOU..." For once, Cap'n was at a loss for words. "You...READ MY FUCKING POETRY??!"

"Some of it's actually not bad though!" Sweet took a step back, as Cap'n inched closer, almost close enough that the speaker could actually feel the steam pouring out of his vents. Oh, shit, maybe this prank had gone a little TOO well, with Cap'n more than just a little pissed off! "I-I mean, some of it...th-the one about the moon, that'd actually make a nice s-sample, if you're...o-okay with that..."

"Sweet...we're pals, right?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"Y-Yeah?"

"So I'll give you a three second head start."

It turned out to be a lie, as Sweet only counted two seconds before Cap'n came at him, as he ran into the kitchen to hide behind K_K, the only place he could think to.