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rainydawgradioblog · 11 months ago

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A. Savage showed me I can write a decent song (I’m delusional)

My first major purchase after arriving in Copenhagen last summer was a ticket to see Andrew Savage’s European tour in February. The legendary Parquet Courts co-frontman played Ideal Bar in Vesterbro with his band Midnight Stew to a crowd of me and 99 tall mustachioed film bro-looking Danish lads in their 20s and 30s. I fit right in wearing my artsy new A. Savage “Riding Cobbles” t-shirt, as Andrew convinced me with his lovely little tunes to write a song of my own.

Andrew’s visual aesthetic had me straight to Ticketmaster before his latest album Several Songs About Fire even dropped. Everything he rolled out in promo shoots, cover art, and concert merch was drenched in David Hockney meets “The Adventures of Tintin” meets the doodles on the back of my middle school binder.

Paired perfectly with the cartoony visuals, the music of Sevel Songs About Fire boils down melodies to a uniquely simple formula. Nothing is overcomplicated, leaving plenty of room to feel every chord change and focus on his glorious rusty voice, which is down-to-earth but also smooth enough to make me think he could burn the house down singing Frank Sinatra hits if he wanted. Andrew’s style makes great songwriting feel like something that anyone with a shitty guitar can do, and that’s not meant to sound shady.

Another major draw to Andrew’s music is his lighthearted pessimistic humor that he throws all over his lyrics. It’s the same humor that my dad’s college buddies who never had kids embody. You can tell he’s got a weird whimsical take on the world in the way he phrases his feelings. “My weekly dinner of popcorn and Coke / Every Friday, like communion that I took as a joke” in the intro “Hurtin’ or Healed” is objectively a bit bleak but you can’t help but smirk and hope you're as witty as him at age almost 40.

I can thank Andrew and his band Parquet Courts for my appreciation of art punk and a lot of the politically charged folk rock I obsess over today like early Courtney Barnett and Fontaines DC. The band’s pop art aesthetic and funky yet punky take on indie rock recontextualized a lot of harsh punk aesthetics into something that made a lot more sense to me when I was first getting into music. Album’s like Wide Awake and Human Performance were palatable but gritty enough to slap some taste into my teenage brain.

Where Andrew’s solo work deviates from Parquet Courts is his more laid back take on songwriting, packed full of energy without doing the most. He’s got a handful of chords and progressions that are standard but still sound so uniquely his own. Hearing a song like “Le Ballon” or his latest single “Black Holes, the Stars and You” put Andrew’s skill at building tension and emotion with just a few particular chords and subtle melodies on full display.

Most of the emotion conveyed on Sevel Songs About Fire is rooted in finding comfort in simple pleasures and observations in a life far from a sense of home. Living all the way in Denmark, I listen to “Riding Cobbles” bumping down the cobbled Copenhagen streets, “My New Green Coat” while wrapped in my new thrifted Bob Dylan jacket, and “Mountain Time” watching the geese fly in Vs like they do in the Cascades back home.

To me, the album is music to ramble to– it’s the music you listen to with your thumb out on the side of the road with a knapsack tied to a stick over your shoulder. I listened to the new album for the first time while waiting for trains between Berlin and Copenhagen, anticipating a long bus ride to Stockholm the next day. Being on exchange often felt chaotic, trying to experience as many new things as I could without a lot of regard to my ability to settle down, and Sevel Songs About Fire is exactly that. Andrew mentioned during his set that he loves touring because he has the unique ability of finding a sense of home in a lot of places, something I wish I was better at.

After Andrew’s show, I picked up my very own $35 guitar from the charity shop down the street and started thinking about tiny observations or inanimate objects that made me feel any kind of something. However insignificant these things seemed, they were unique to me which is exactly why Andrew’s music is so important. Several Songs About Fire was never about reinventing the wheel but more about a unique perspective and personality using the bread and butter of what makes a great song.

I beg of you please listen to Several Songs About Fire and after you’ve realized it’s your favorite album ever I’d give his debut album Thawing Dawn a listen. For more political indie rock stuff I’d listen to Parquet Court’s Wide Awake and if you like it even punkier, try Light Up Gold.

You’re welcome!

Mead Gill

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neondiamond · 3 years ago

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🌿 Recently Read Fics - March 2022 🌿

These are all the amazing fics I read over the past month (from shortest to longest). Don’t forget to leave kudos and comments to show the authors your appreciation if you read any of these! 💚

🌿 stay hydrated! by @thestylinsons (637, NR)

Where Louis drinks too much water during a show and is grateful he has a break during Fearless.

🌿 Pay Attention (To Me) by @onlyforbravest (689, G)

“You know when you’re so tired and exhausted, but your mind is too hyper and restless to calm down and thereby let your body relax, but you’re too tired to do anything about it? Yeah, me too.”

(Louis is both exhausted and hyper, and all he wants is some attention and rest. Mostly rest. And some complaining maybe.)

🌿 Cherished by @neondiamond (1k, G, yes this one is mine, but we love a bit of self-promo in this house)

When Harry’s very pregnant and uncomfortable, Louis finds a way to make him feel loved and cherished.

🌿 two bananas for a pound (three bananas for a euro) by @hershelsue (1k, G)

Harry loves bananas. Except now, with the pregnancy, everything with them makes him sick. Louis fixes it.

🌿 breathe me in by @dehydratedpool (2k, T)

It's the end of the world. Louis confesses to Harry.

🌿 got my heart beating fast (it’s cardiac arrest) by @bottomhaztoplou (2k, E)

Harry's in preheat and Louis just wants to take care of him until they bond.

🌿 let’s run all the red lights by @quelsentiment t (3k, G)

Sometimes—like right now—Harry was starstruck by Louis. What was he even still doing in their small boring town? He was destined for greater things, Harry was sure of it. So, until the day came where Louis would inevitably go away, Harry was holding on to each one of their moments together like it was a pearl on a precious necklace that he couldn’t afford to lose.

Or: Harry has always been in love with Louis, and he doesn’t know what to do about it.

🌿 (knew that we would be alright) from the first time by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed (4k, T)

Ten years into the relationship, Louis Tomlinson tells his children all about how he met and fell in love with their father.

🌿 Spring Fever by @kingsofeverything (4k, E)

Harry’s finally out of the first trimester. He and Louis celebrate.

🌿 All I Need by @tommokat (4k, T)

Harry’s been dating Louis for a magical three months, but before they can go any further, he has a big secret to reveal.

🌿 Sunny Pleasure by @jaerie (4k, E)

They've been hiding their accidental bond since Harry was 16 and Louis was 18. Now they're pregnant and it's almost time to break the news so they don't have to keep hiding anymore. They take some soft time to themselves first.

🌿 Love So Soft by @lululawrence (4k, NR)

The one where Harry and Louis have been friends since they were kids, but when Louis' heat comes early, that balance that always existed between them suddenly changes.

🌿 A Hand to Hold and a Hand Held by @londonfoginacup (5k, NR)

When Harry goes to the One Direction concert one year with his sister, he doesn't expect to go home with the amazing Louis Tomlinson himself.

But then, he really doesn't expect that night to have an impact on the rest of his life either.

🌿 Naturally by @neondiamond (5k, E, more shameless self-promo)

When PE teacher Louis first gets assigned to be a chaperone on a weekend long camping trip with a bunch of high school seniors, he’s not too excited about it. That changes when he finds out his fellow Music teacher Harry, who Louis happens to have a massive crush on, is also coming.

🌿 next to candle light (your smile is the brightest) by @onlyfor-thegays (7k, E)

Louis leaned in brushing his lips to Harry’s ear, sniffing at his hair.

“Used my shampoo again, love?” Louis asked, curiously.

Harry nodded, gripping Louis tighter.

“Wanted to be closer to you,” Harry replied, sincerely.

In truth, they had been separated for maybe an hour or so. Louis found his alpha stupidly endearing anyways.

strong omega louis takes cares of soft alpha harry (pre rut/ rut fic)

🌿 A Christmas Kiss by @parmahamlarrie (8k, T)

Harry never expected to spend Christmas in the Emergency Room, but it might just be the (second) best thing to ever happen to him, after the birth of his son, of course. Because while in that hospital waiting for his son to be discharged, he met the most beautiful pediatric nurse he’s ever seen.

Or the one where Harry is a single dad, Louis is a pediatric nurse, and Arlo needs to stop eating hazelnuts.

🌿 14 Days of Valentine’s by @stylesthebrave (9k, E)

Harry’s birthday and Valentine’s Day are exactly two weeks apart. Louis wants to give Harry everything he wants — and more.

🌿 Save Some Luck For Me by @jaerie (10k, E)

Louis arrives at the 2018 Winter Olympics to make history as the first omega to win a gold medal at the games. Harry, his oiled up crush from the Summer Olympics, just happens to show up to sabotage him, but maybe helps him win in the end.

🌿 a little tenderness by @disgruntledkittenface (10k, NR)

“Listen, my alpha and I broke up and it turns out that all of our friends were really his friends and I need someone to help me through–”

“No,” Harry practically shouts, the word bursting out of him unbidden. He cringes when he sees the shock on Niall’s face, his pale skin flushing lightly. “I’m sorry, but my answer has to be no. I don’t help omegas through heats. I’m really sorry, Liam knows that, so I don’t know why he would give you the idea–”

“It’s not heat, Harry,” Niall interrupts. “It’s depri.”

“Oh. Fuck.”

Touch deprivation makes a lot of sense now that Harry thinks about it. Niall seems generally unwell; he appears to be weak, his skin is pallid and his lips look chapped, and his breathing is ragged. He’s wearing a cozy-looking sweatshirt, but even over FaceTime, he kind of seems cold, hunched over with his arms wrapped around his body. Harry’s never been around an omega in depri as bad off as Niall looks; most of the time, there’s an alpha friend or family member who can help out with scenting and physical contact.

Oh.

🌿 All I Want Is You by @polaroidlouis (13k, E)

“It’s been ages,” Harry whispers. The curls tickling the top of Louis’ ear, though a bit higher than he remembers, are familiar enough that any potential awkwardness between them dissolves.

“I know,” Louis chuckles. Although if he closes his eyes - and he does - he can almost pretend it hasn’t been that long.

Until there’s a small, high pitched voice pulling Harry apart.

“Mommy?”

🌿 Like it was at the start by @quelsentiment (14k, T)

Louis and Liam have been best friends since they were kids. When they get their soulmate marks at 15 and discover that they're bonded by something supposedly stronger than friendship, they have a hard time adjusting to this new reality.

A platonic soulmates AU set in Lake Louise, Canada.

🌿 Lost Our Focus by @wabadabadaba (20k, M)

Would he say yes if Niall were to propose again? After everything they’ve been through—their shitty first apartment with the bug problem, their first fight, Niall’s hockey career, Harry’s stress over his job, the move, the abortion. Would Harry say yes to another lifetime with Niall? He wanted the answer to be easy, he wanted to be able to say yes without missing a beat like the first time he answered.

or the one where the marriage between Harry and Niall is falling apart and Harry thinks his hope for change will be the end of them.

🌿 Enchanted by @brightgolden (25k, E)

Where Louis finally meets his neighbour. After a few conversations, he begins to realise he is too weak to resist the charms of the new mother and his six month old daughter.

🌿 there now, steady love (so few come and don’t go) by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed (42k, M)

It becomes just another fact of life. The sky is blue. The grass is green. Louis sees when people are about to die.

🌿 Blood Pomegranate by @hershelsue (48k, M)

Louis Zinchenko is an orphan. Like many others, he ends up being kidnapped by the heads of the Silver Man project, a scheme run by the USSR government to create genetically enhanced soldiers. After he manages to escape, he is taken in by the Russian mafia, where he finds a home. His artificially baneful organism serves the organisation well and his status as public enemy quickly rises. A titanium body, a staggering amount of money and immoral glory seem to indulge him abundantly. During a mission, however, Louis’ particular universe shifts when he stumbles across Dr Harry Styles, an English geneticist who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

🌿 Call It True by @a-brighter-yellow (48k, E)

With dreams of being a successful novelist, Harry’s been working so hard that he almost doesn’t notice the smoothie shop that just opened down the street. But he can’t miss the mysterious, irresistible boy who works there, nor the strange but entirely positive effect his drinks seem to have. Harry needs to know what’s going on and he wants to get close to Louis, though not necessarily in that order.

🌿 thinking about the t-shirt you sleep in by @absoloutenonsense (52k, E)

Harry's alpha fraternity donates to a local thrift shop (because of Liam's latent crush on a cute beta in his lecture). Louis' financial situation (and confusing omega instincts) lead him to make some interesting fashion purchases. Lots of pizza, feelings, and not-really-lying.

🌿 What I Have With You (I don’t want with anyone else) by @lululawrence (73k, NR)

Louis is an asexual alpha, Harry is his aromantic alpha friend and possible roommate, and faking a relationship might be exactly what they need to get their families and friends off their backs.

#monthly recs #hltracks #hljournal #hlcreators #hlsource #trackinghappily #trackinghome #fics #tracksintheam #fic rec

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limmastyles · 2 years ago

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did you see the vanity fair interview with o? i want to know your thoughts, i haven’t watched it yet but it came up in my youtube recommended so i probably will eventually

VAREITY ARTICLE!🚩🚩🚩

This is just one of the nastiest horrible interviews I've seen! even the Rolling Stone article isn't that terrible.

So from the first minutes of the interview, she talks about her film again, presenting it as a "female pleasure", which automatically equals rape and sexual harassment and abusive relationships… Interpreting and romanticizing this kind of relationship is the wrong example for young women/girls. And also, this is a complete disrespect for the victims of this kind of relationship. BUT Cockburn still promotes it as the "norm," given the seriousness of domestic violence now…but it's still female's pleasure, sure Jan.🙄 She also dared to touch on the topic of queer relations, which, in principle, she has no right to do, given what shit she talks about the LGBTQ+ community.

“Female pleasure, the best versions of it that you see nowadays, are in queer films,” Wilde says. “Why are we more comfortable with female pleasure when it’s two women on film? In hetero sex scenes in film, the focus on men as the recipients of pleasure is almost ubiquitous.”

She also says again that Jason is a bad guy and how upset she is that her children will one day see how she was served on the CinemaCon stage and handed custody papers, BUT she is literally not disappointed that her children may one day see her sex tape, which is freely available on the Internet!

“The only people who suffered were my kids, because they’ll have to see that, and they shouldn’t ever have to know that happened. For me, it was appalling, but the victims were an 8- and 5-year-old, and that’s really sad. I chose to become an actress; I willingly walked into the spotlight. But it’s not something my children have asked for. And when my kids are dragged into it, it’s deeply painful.”

Indeed, it is very painful, BUT apparently it is not enough if she allows all the tabloids to mention the names of her children, saying what a wonderful stepfather Harry is, bring them to the concert (HELLO FROM SAN DIEGO, this will never be forgotten!)

“When Wilde is with her children, she’s entirely with her children, she says. She makes breakfast every morning, never misses bedtime and takes them to school herself. “They are my world,” she says. “They are my best friends.”

Every morning what year ago? Everyone knows perfectly well that she has been abandoning her children for 2 years. She follows Harry everywhere: last year's tour of America (she was hardly with her children), this year's European tour (she was with her children for at most a week during all this time)! I know it all, because thanks to her obsession with attention, I know where she was, when and how much!

But of course, they had to designate her as the "mother of the year" so that people would stop talking about it. But this article is also full of lies!

Speaking of Flo…the leech behaved so that everyone saw her as an angel, and Florence as an eternally dissatisfied and envious bitch, which is exactly what happened on Twitter

I'm not going to comment on every paragraph, because there's nothing new and there's nothing there. She uses a bunch of advanced words again to seem smart, but she fails again because most of the phrases in the movie are just incoherent nonsense.

As for holivia…there were no confirmations there again, vague statements again, so you shouldn't take it all seriously.

In any case, it's all done for the promo of the movie to attract more attention to get people talking and as the cover of the magazine showed when they used one of the lines of Harry's songs and it's just so obviously a promo for an unnecessary movie that I don't even want to talk about it🤡 This nonsense is just not worth it!

#fauxlivia #holivia is fake #holivia stunt #pr stunt #publicitystunt #holivia #pr relationships #holivia pr stunt #publicity stunt #olivia wilde

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xena-wolfgang · 4 years ago

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I thought I would update my story list to include everything I have on my AO3 account (and not just my Harry Styles fics). hopefully the writing bug will bite again and i'll have something new written at some point.

At The Opera (Tom Hiddleston) Tom takes Marie out to the opera, but minds and hands wander while they enjoy the show (M rating, 1175 words, pub. 2015)

The Crow: Lament (Tom Hiddleston, The Crow) Tom returns from the land of the dead to take vengeance on the men who killed him and his fiancée (M rating, 12,044 words, pub 2015) (i want to note this story does contain violence, major character death, as well as mentions of rape)

The Guest (Tom Hiddleston, Loki) Meredith is visiting Asgard and gets more than she expected. (M rating, 2400 words, pub 2015)

Punish Me (Tom Hiddleston) Renee likes to play games, and Tom is more than happy to comply (E rating, 1754 words, pub 2015)

Of Heaven and Earth (Supernatural) Dean and Sam come across a girl who appears to need their help, but they quickly learn that there's more to her than they thought. (M rating, 18953 words-unfinished, pub 2018) (honestly, i'm not sure this will ever get finished, but it does haunt me so it's possible one day a miracle will happen)

A Long Time Coming (Supernatural) Dean and Cas find themselves alone for the first time in a long time, and Cas decides it's now or never. (E rating, 3462 words, pub 2018)

AFTER PARTY (Harry Styles) A bit of smut after a concert. (E rating, 1687 words, pub 2018)

a bit of lace (Harry Styles) harry and his girlfriend delve a bit into some of their fantasies (E rating, 3551 words, pub 2019)

in need of touch, version 1 (Harry Styles) it's been a long time since harry has been with someone, and not wanting to risk what could happen if he chooses an over zealous fan he decides to hire a call girl (E rating, 3525 words, pub 2019)

in need of touch-version 2 (Harry Styles) it's been nearly a year since harry has had sex and he's desperate for the touch of another man (E rating, 2352, pub 2019) (the idea behind both versions of 'in need of touch' is the same, and the first paragraph is very similar, but they are different stories overall)

"well, on a good day...." (Harry Styles) this is based on my favorite joke, and involves Harry in a kilt and some lipstick (E rating, 1108 words, 2019)

The Hallway (Harry Potter, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin) It's been a long time since Sirius and Remus have been together, and the stolen moments they have had in 12 Gimmauld Place just hasn't been enough. This is what happens when they finally have some time together alone. (M rating, 1511 words, pub 2020)

Favorite Room (Harry Styles) Harry and his girlfriend LisaMarie have been "breaking in" their new home, and there's only one room left. (E rating, 3106 words, pub 2020)

Snowed In (Harry Styles) Harry helps his friend check on her parents remote cabin and they find themselves snowed in, and there's only one bed! what are two friends harboring crushes on each other going to do? (E rating, 4340 words, pub 2021)

The Dream (Harry Styles) Harry takes a break between promo interviews to give his girlfriend some pleasure. (E rating, 1125 words, pub 2021)

Confession (Harry Styles) Priest Harry Styles is a teacher at a Catholic Boarding School for girls, and one of his students has made it clear that she lusts after him. Will her latest confession tip him over the edge? (M rating, 2742 words, pub 2021) *new*

#writing #my writing #fan fiction #fan fic #written by me #harry styles fan fic #harry potter fan fic #tom hiddleston fan fic #supernatural fan fic #my writing masterlist #fan fiction masterlist

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endlich-allein · 4 years ago

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Promo "Rosenrot" (2005), Olivier Riedel and Till Lindemann — Interview by Phil Lageat and Olivier Rouhet, 05-09-2005 (Rock Hard #048)

Rock Hard : [...] At the time of interviewing Till Lindemann (vocals) and Oliver Riedel (bass) - Paul Landers and Christoph Schneider are also present, but answer other stores - several questions are bothering us... because we are worried. We start by taking news of the band, which recently canceled dates in Asia and South America.

Oliver Riedel : Till injured his knee during the concert in Gothenburg (Sweden) during a collision with Flake, hence the cancellation of the Asian dates. Then Flake caught a childhood illness. He is currently confined to a hospital bed with mumps. Not exactly dramatic, but he could only hear with one ear, which was rather annoying. So we had to postpone the South American dates. Nothing serious...

RH : The fact of recording in Berlin, and not abroad, as usual, in a short period of time, has put on the shoulders of the musicians an increased and useless pressure ?

Oliver : Yes, absolutely ! It's the first time we've recorded in Berlin, at home, and I'm not sure, looking back, that it was a good idea. Our families living nearby, we might tend to look at our watches whenever we had a break : What am I doing ? Do I take the opportunity to drop by home ? As a result, we were necessarily less focused and it was almost impossible for us to be there 100%.

Till Lindemann : More pressure ? Yes and no. Usually we like to work in a relaxed and mellow atmosphere, which we did when recording Reise Reise in Spain. In Berlin, it was quite different, because we worked 12 to 14 hours a day. And we did feel time pressures. It was a pretty intense creative process, which is why this album is quite special and out of the ordinary. I wouldn't say I'm proud of this record - it might be a bit too much - but I'm very happy with it nonetheless.

RH : [...] It seems that this extreme fatigue is not just physical. Admittedly, lately, they do a lot of albums and concerts, but we remember the tensions born during the gestation of Mutter. How can we not think, for a moment, that the Rammstein machine did not exhaust the friendship that bound the members of the group, to the point that they feel the occasional need to no longer see each other ? Have they learned to manage their friction in order to get off to a better restart ?

Oliver : It's true, I admit, we are washed out, burnt out. This is the reason why we are considering this prolonged hiatus... During the Mutter era, we did face some personal problems and we had to distance ourselves from each other. Then, we got closer and managed the conflicts that opposed us. Today, the atmosphere within the band is excellent, but we want to take this break to rest physically. In theory, we're looking at a hiatus of almost a year. But, who knows, maybe we'll meet beforehand to rehearse if the urge arises. And it is already planned that we meet to shoot two or three music videos which should illustrate the next singles of the album. To summarize, these three days of promotion, a few videos, and basta ! I love surfing and I am thinking of going around the beaches with my little van, just to see the country. Is it still possible that we go on vacation together ? (smile) No, I don't think so... Two or three of us, yes, but not the others.

RH : But let's stop complaining, and let's go back, along with Till, to his texts, often encrypted and regularly tackling “taboo” subjects (homosexuality in “Mann Gegen Mann”, our primary instincts in “Zerstören”, etc.)

Till : Journalists always want to know what is the deep meaning of my texts. Personally, I find it much more interesting that my words appeal to the imagination of listeners, that they interpret them in their own way. It is for this reason that I don't wish to submit my point of view : it would then be rehashed, no room would be left to the imagination. But back to "Rosenrot" : it is a very old word. "Reise, Reise", which dealt with the life of sailors, was also intended to be a reference to Herman Melville's novel, Moby Dick. Our choruses are always composed of simple words, but very strong, like "Sehnsucht" or "Du Hast". "Rosenrot" is color as a sign. With the Brothers Grimm, it is about a girl : in the song, the latter drops a rose from a cliff and asks her lover to go and get it back so that he can prove his love to her. But the unfortunate falls... and kills himself. Outside of Rammstein, I write collections of poems. It has nothing to do with writing song lyrics. It's not going to sound very serious, but I'm saying it anyway. Writing a poem is actually quite simple : you just have to drink a few good glasses of wine and let your imagination run wild (laughs). Writing the text of a song is much more difficult : your lyrics must stick with precise stanzas, a chorus, a metric that is imposed on you. And a guitarist just has to tell me "wait, I'm going to slip three more notes over here, so you need three more words!" And everything has to be redone... It may be that these three fucking words require me three months of work. Poetry is pure pleasure, the text of a song is real work.

RH : If there is one title that emerges from Rosenrot, it is the excellent "Te Quiro Puta", sung in Spanish. Does Till have a soft spot for South American music ? The answer may surprise :

Till : Not that I like a particular song, it's those popist salsa beats that go straight into the blood, that your body can't resist, that I like. What artists like Joachim Sabena and Manu Chao are doing is fantastic. The others like it less, but recently, in backstages, I was making them listen to Sonora Palacio, classical Chilean music, with trumpets and everything. And gradually, I ended up making them totally addicted... When will a song in French ??? Very soon, I hope ! (laughs)

#rockhard magazine special rammstein 2021 #rammstein in press #rammstein interview #rammstein #rosenrot album #oliver riedel #till is love 🖤#till lindemann #flake lorenz #paul landers #christoph schneider #richard kruspe

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thewidowstanton · 3 years ago

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The Widow's best of 2021

Compiled by Liz Arratoon

2021 was the year Blackpool Pleasure Beach celebrated its 125th anniversary, and the magic world marked 100 years of sawing a woman in two. Hmmm! For us, spending more time at home meant we watched more films and read more books so both will feature more heavily in our list than usual, along with other stuff we’ve seen and enjoyed this year.

But before we get to any of that let’s start with the most beautiful thing we saw in 2021. It was right at the start of year – and nothing since has come close to it – when the London International Mime Festival directors Joseph Seelig and Helen Lannaghan managed to put on a brilliant event against the odds by going online.

MOST CREATIVE: Vertigo, a short film by mixed-reality artists Kristin and Davy McGuire of Studio McGuire commissioned by the London International Mime Festival. Four minutes of heaven as Kristin performs on a shiny pole, enveloped in a gossamer haze of digital images that are protected on to gauze. Stunning! Watch it here. Pic: Studio McGuire

BEST SHOW: David Byrne’s innovative concert/dance production American Utopia.

BEST CHOREOGRAPHY: Annie-B Parson’s thrilling moves in American Utopia.

FAVOURITE ACT: The Shandong Acrobatic Troupe’s plate spinners from 2019’s Monte Carlo International Circus Festival. In a refreshing break from tradition, it used the main theme music from Wong Kar-wai’s 2004 film 2046. Also watch out for Laura Borrelli's hula-hoop cameo in the film The Hand of God.

BEST TWITTER CIRCUS PIC: La Charmeuse de Serpents at the Folies-Bergère, posted by @PablosCircus.

BEST PROMO: Hula-hoop star Marawa the Amazing's delightful 'calling card', produced by her husband. Watch it here.

BEST SHOWBIZ STORY: Christine Walevska's stolen cello in The Tale of the Little Countess’ Little Cello on BBC Radio 4’s Outlook.

BEST SHOWBIZ TV SERIES: Hacks, with the incredible Jean Smart as a 'senior' Vegas stand-up comic.

BEST TV CHARACTER: Nunzia Schiano as Donna Nunzia in Gomorrah, the Naples-set Mafia saga, which also gets MOST STYLISH TV SERIES for its breathtaking lighting and locations. BEST DOCUMENTARY SERIES: Fran Lebowitz’s Pretend It’s a City, directed by Martin Scorsese on Netflix. BEST INTERVIEW: Sylvie Guillem by dancer Daniil Simkin. Watch it here.

BEST EXHIBITION: Noël Coward Art and Style at the Guildhall Art Gallery in London.

BEST SERIES: Spending the War Without You: Virtual Backgrounds. Laurie Anderson’s stunningly intelligent Norton ‘lectures’ – in reality, shows – from the Mahindra Humanities Center, six of them given to the world for free!

BEST MUSIC: The score for the TV series ZeroZeroZero by Mogwai.

BEST WEEKLY MAILOUT: David Mills’ Quality Time – “a five-point bulletin of curated curious content” – in which he scours the world for things to interest, surprise and delight us. Above is the original rhinestone cowboy Loy Bowlin, who covered his life and house, the Beautiful Holy Jewel Home, in glitter, tin foil, tinsel and so forth. What could be more showbiz? Subscribe for free here.

BEST DANCE: The Ballets de Monte-Carlo White Darkness by Nacho Duato and The Lavender Follies by Joseph Hernandez.

BEST COSTUMES: Russian synchronised swimmers Svetlana Kolesnichenko and Svetlana Romashina’s spider-themed outfits at the Olympic Games. BEST FILM: Apples, a Greek Weird Wave first feature film from director Christos Nikou concerning… um… a different sort of pandemic.

BEST ANIMATION: Hungarian 1976 short Scenes with Beans, directed by Ottó Foky, about a cosmic metallic hen that lands on a planet of beans and observes their daily lives.

BEST DESERT ISLAND DISCS CASTAWAY: Sophia Loren, by a mile.

MOST FUN: Stump the Guesser, a short film by Guy Maddin, Evan Johnson and Galen Johnson.

BEST SHOWBIZ BOOK: My Rock ’n’ Roll Friend by Tracey Thorn, and To the End of the World, Travels with Oscar Wilde by Rupert Everett.

BEST BOOK: Two more memoirs share this spot… Farewell to Gabo and Mercedes by Rodrigo García, and Linn Ullman’s Unquiet. Both concern ageing and death, which leads us on to…

GONE TOO SOON: Mary Wilson of the Supremes, Mike Nesmith of the Monkees and actors Michael K Williams (above) and Helen McCrory. And those we knew personally: our friend circus impresario Gerry Cottle, Spymonkey’s marvellous and unforgettable loon Stephan Kreiss (below), and lastly Lord Christopher Laverty of the magnificent @clothesonfilm, who was one of the most knowledgeable, and certainly the best, speakers we’ve ever had the pleasure of listening to, who died desperately young in a canoeing accident.

But so as not to end on too sad a note SPECIAL MENTIONS go to the Lucille Ball film Being the Ricardos, the kick-ass women in the TV series The Nevers, and the simply spectacular documentary House of Cardin, about genius fashion designer – among many, many other things – Pierre Cardin.

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thequeenkrys15 · 4 years ago

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His Woman

This fic is dedicated to Miss Nadia, aka @flamediel

First off, I would like to apologize to you Queen, because this took much longer than I imagined, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless.

About a month ago, Miss Nadia underwent a lot of unnecessary hate for no reason. Really all hate is unnecessary, but it was hate nonetheless. I would like to remind everyone who reads this fic that it there is never a good reason to be malicious to someone, and that it is always better to spread positivity. In my eyes, we are all kings and queens and should treat each other as such.

Miss Nadia, please know that to me, you are awesome. You are amazing, and marvelous and every positive word in the dictionary in every language. You are a queen, an empress a GODDESS, and if anyone tells you differently they can kick rocks because they’re peasants and queens don’t have time for peasants. And if no one has said it today, I LOVE YOU! And so does this man right here!

Pairing: Zabdiel de Jesus x Nadia!Reader

Word Count: 2950

Warnings: Slight Angst, Smut, 18+, minors DNI, protected sex (no glove, no love), fondling, fingering, oral (female receiving), fluff, and google translated spanish

Without further adeu, Miss Nadia sweetie, enjoy!

Dating a musician was hard for anyone, especially when that musician was in a famous band like Nadia’s man. CNCO was often doing promo and concerts, sometimes it was hard to find time. And it didn’t help that the two of them were in a long-distance relationship. Some of the guys trying to hit on her in Cairo were so rude. And Nadia could only imagine all the women making themselves look “too available” for Zabdiel. But alas, he always made sure to silence her insecurities. “You’re the only one for me, Nadia, mi amol”, he would say in that thick Puerto Rican accent that always made her swoon. They always Facetimed each other every day and flew out to see each other when they could. They say time apart makes the heart grow fonder, then the two of them must be infatuated, because Nadia and Zabdiel were in love.

Time seemed to align perfectly for Zabdiel and Nadia. CNCO got some vacation time to relax, and Nadia saved up enough sick days and vacation days two get a whole two months of paid leave. How would the two choose to spend this newfound time? Why with each other of course! Zabdiel put everything in motion the second he knew she was coming. He wanted this time off to be stress free and be filled with love and romance for his woman, Nadia. The next two months were about to be the best she has ever had.

After getting off the plane in Miami, Nadia was overrun with happiness and joy, and just in a few moments, she would see the love of her life. As she approached Baggage Claim, it’s like the world stopped. Zabdiel had been searching for Nadia for the past 15 minutes, and once his eyes locked with hers, a huge smile spread across his face. It started as a sprint, and then a full-blown dash as they ran to each other. When the two finally had their arms wrapped around each other, a wash of calm and clarity overcame them both. This felt right, this felt like love.

“Hola mi amol, estoy tan feliz de que estés aqui”, he whispered into her ear.

“I missed you so much, baby”, Nadia cried into his shoulder happily.

Zabdiel and Nadia broke apart after a few more minutes, wiping their eyes and walking hand in hand, grabbing her suitcases, and striding out of the airport. The two headed to his car and put the bags in the trunk. Zabdiel opened the door for his woman, and the two of them climbed in and started their ride home.

“Te amo mi cariño”, he kissed her hand.

“And I love you”, she said sweetly.

Nadia knew that these next two months were going to be a blast.

Time Jump

These two months were going nothing like Nadia thought it would. Don’t get her wrong, Zabdiel was treating her like a queen in every sense of the word, from feeding her fruit, to afternoon massages, to late night lovin! When it came to Zabdiel, Nadia was on cloud nine, but it was something else that was bringing her down more than usual: the fans. Now in the beginning, the CNCOwners were ecstatic about the relationship Nadia had blossomed with Zabdiel, and for the most part, they still are. There are positive messages in her inbox from the fans all the time, and they always lift her spirits when she’s down. But lately, somethings been off with them, or at least some of them. It started when Nadia was giving weekly updates to the fans about what Mr. de Jesús was up to. Even though the band was on break, he still did somethings band-related, like producing music. Sometimes when he’s in his element, she likes to get a video of him because she knows the fans would love the content. Or when you catch him doing something cute like playing with Appa, she knew the fans would swoon. Even though most of the fans were showing her love, some were showing her hate. Like HATE, hate. Like hate to the point where they were telling her to kill herself. Like, who does that? At first, she didn’t pay them any mind, because of course there were always the nay-sayers. But the comments started getting worst, like to the point where they were making her cry. She couldn’t believe there were people like this on the internet. She tried to keep this from Zabdiel as long as she could, this time was supposed to be about them, not some asshats that were trying to bring her spirits down. But of course, Zabdiel knew his woman way too well for her to keep a secret like this.

Zabdiel had just got home from a dinner run when he walked in and noticed the apartment was eerily silent.

“¡Nadia, estoy en casa!” he shouted through the home to place her. She didn’t respond.

He placed the food in the refrigerator and went in search of his girlfriend, finally finding her in the bedroom.

“Nena, ¿me has oído? Why didn’t you respond?”

He turned her around in the bed, just to find she was crying her eyes out.

“¿Por que estás llorando? What happened?”

Still trying to save face, Nadia pushed it aside to change the subject.

“Everything’s fine honey. What did you get to eat?” She was totally lying in his face, and Zabdiel was not having it.

Before Zabdiel could ask again what had her in distress, her phone lit up with a notification, and before she could redirect his attention, he snatched her phone away.

“What is this, Nadia?” he tapped on the notification.

“It’s nothing Zab. Please don’t open---”

But it was too late. He had opened it, and what he saw made him bubble with anger. Countless negative comments on her social media degrading her, berating her, calling her names and how she was worthless. One he scrolled past literally told her to kill herself. Are they serious? He could not believe that his so called “fans” were the ones harassing her like this. Oh, he was going to put a stop to this once and for all.

“¿Por cuánto tiempo ha estado sucediendo esto?” he asked in sorrow.

“Zabdiel, please.” She just wanted to forget about it, but he wouldn’t budge.

“How long, Nadia.” His tone was firmer, and because she knew he wasn’t going to leave it alone, she conceded.

“A few weeks.” She sighed. He huffed in frustration but spoke to her in a soft tone.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked in curiosity, not understanding why she would keep something like this from him.

“Because I didn’t want you to worry, okay? This time together was supposed to be about us, not some mean fans. I just shouldn’t have let it get to me so much.”

At the sound of her blaming herself for this nonsense, Zabdiel wrapped Nadia up in the tightest hug he could muster, quieting her claims.

“Escúchame mi amol. None of this your fault, and I am sorry this has happened. Those are not my fans; they are just evil people with nothing better to do. I’m gonna put a stop to this in the morning.”

Nadia tried to protest, but he shushed her concerns, leaving no room for discussion. He kissed her forehead.

“If this happens again nena, you have to tell me so I can fix it. I can’t help if you don’t let me. Okay?” he held her face in his hands as she nodded, showing she understood.

He kissed her lips tenderly, savoring the taste of her. It started off slow, but the kiss grew hungrier, more primal than anything before. His tongue slid into her mouth, dancing around each other, until Nadia’s tongue gave in to his, accepting his dominance.

“I’m gonna make you forget all about them hermosa” he whispered into her ear.

He laid her down on the bed as he began to kiss under her jaw, moving toward her neck and shoulder juncture, suckling her pulse point. She moaned, knowing that tonight was going to be a long one. His hands held her waist, as he slid her shirt up, exposing her stomach. He kissed and nipped along the sides her tummy, forcing her shirt up. He pulled away for a split second, finally pulling her shirt off, getting frustrated with the fabric. He was mesmerized by the way her breasts looked in her black bra; he was practically salivating at the mouth.

“Eres exquisita” he leaned down to kiss her neckline, traveling to her cleavage, nipping at the rise of her left boob, and then the right.

“You have too many clothes on” Nadia said as she slid her hands under his shirt, desperate to feel him as he was feeling her.

He pulled away to get his shirt off, as Nadia threw her bra across the room. Zabdiel was back on her in seconds, sucking her left nipple into his mouth while he fondled the right breast in his huge hand. His warm mouth was doing wonders for her body, and all the pleasure she felt was shot straight to her core. He kissed the valley in between her breasts and down her stomach, knowing exactly where he was headed. Undoing her zipper, he worked her pants off her body and tossed them to the side of the bed, leaving her in her black underwear. He sniffed between her legs, nuzzling her nub which sent a jolt up her spine.

“Hueles dulce” he sighed as he pulled her panties off her body, leaving her bare.

He pulled her legs over his shoulders, gripped her thighs, and licked a long stripe up from her slit to her pearl, making her gasp.

“But you taste even sweeter.” Zabdiel was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

If there was one thing people knew about Zabdiel, it was that he had an oral fixation. He always had something in his mouth, whether it was gum, a lollipop, or in this case, her pussy. And he was an expert with his tongue, knowing just where to lick to get his woman stimulated. He licked in between her lips, just so she could get a feel for him. He then licked at her clit, drawing her favorite star pattern, sending her to another galaxy. Nadia was a moaning mess, her hand flew to where his head was, physically telling him not to move an inch. But Zabdiel wouldn’t dare, he was enjoying this just as much as she was. Knowing that it was him causing his woman so much pleasure, made him painfully hard in his pants. But his woman had to cum first.

“Do you want more, my love?” Nadia was gasping for air, nodding her head frantically, but that wasn’t enough for him.

“Usa tus palabras, hermosa” he breathed into her core as he licked down her slit.

“Yes! Baby please, I need more!” she begged, desperate to chase her high.

Zabdiel inserted his middle finger into her hot channel, and then his index, massaging her inner walls. He found that one spot inside her that made her back arch, hips rising off the bed. This action made Nadia’s eyes roll in the back of her head; she was gripping the sheets for dear life, whining. She was so close, he just needed to say it. And he knew it too.

“It’s okay nena, I got you. Dale” he sucked her pearl into his mouth, hard.

That one word and one action, lit her body on fire. Her orgasm was explosive, mind and body in the clouds, she didn’t think she would ever come down. Zabdiel worked her through her orgasm until she returned to earth, drinking up everything she had to give him. He sat up, and peering at his face he looked like a glazed donut. He hopped off the bed for a split second, getting his pants and boxers off in one push. Nadia would have had to seen it a thousand times, but she will never get tired of seeing just how magnificent Zabdiel’s penis was. She reached out to grasp it, but Zabdiel pushed her hand away, leaning over her.

“No nena, tonight is about you. Relájate” he said as he nestled in between her thighs.

He kissed her first, slow and sensual, pouring out all his emotions in one action. He leaned over to the side to grab a condom out of the night drawer. Once he put the condom on, he lined himself up at her entrance, and ever the gentleman, he peered up at her to make sure she was okay. Holding on to his biceps, she nodded, and he eased the head of his cock into her tight channel, taking the breath out of both of their lungs.

“Carajo nena. Eres tan apretada” he gasped into her ear.

Once fully seated, he took a minute to let her adjust. No matter how many times they’ve had sex together, his girth always took her by surprise. Zabdiel could feel Nadia hips moving slightly against his, signaling him to move. He drew back his hips all the way, leaving only the tip in to tease her, then he slammed himself back in, to the hilt. His thrusts were slow, making love to her through his actions.

“Eres perfecta” he whispered into her ear as he kissed her neck.

She felt euphoric in every sense of the word; not only was he making her feel good physically, he was also making her feel good emotionally. Every stroke he took pulled all the negative comments out of her mind and replaced them with deep and utter bliss. She was on cloud nine, but she needed to get to the moon. She wanted to forget, and Zabdiel was the only way how.

“Faster, Papi” she pleaded, begging him to take her pain away.

It was like a switch flipped inside his head. Nadia knew if she wanted a different side of Zabdiel, a more aggressive side, that was the one word that would do the trick. “Domdiel” appeared in a matter of seconds, gripping her hips harder, and his strokes started matching the speed of a jackhammer. Nadia felt him everywhere, from her neck down to her core. She knew there would be bruises in the morning, but she didn’t care, all that mattered was this moment right now.

“Papi, I’m close!” She held on to him for dear life, nails running down his back so hard they almost broke skin.

Zabdiel was in the same boat, as his thrusts were starting to lose their rhythm. He reached down between her legs, drawing a nice figure eight on her bundle of nerves, sure that it will help her reach a final high.

“Cum for me, Nadia.”

That was all it took. Her body arched and convulsed off the bed. She screamed out in pleasure as her orgasm washed over her. A white-hot light flooded the back of her eyes, leaving her in a state of pure ecstasy. Zabdiel wasn’t far behind, getting three more pumps in before he stilled, spilling himself into the rubber. He collapsed onto her, but she didn’t mind, welcoming the warmth. After a few seconds Zabdiel got up and retreated to the bathroom to throw away the rubber. He returned to Nadia with a washcloth in hand, leaning down to clean her up, being mindful that she was still very sensitive. When he was finished, he tossed the rag into the laundry hamper, and crawled into bed, snuggling up to his woman.

“Te amo, mi vida” he whispered as he drifted off to slumber.

“Te amo, mi cariño” she said back as sleep overcame her.

In that moment, Nadia felt at peace. Not anger, not sadness, just simple peace.

Time Jump

When morning came, Nadia found herself in bed, alone. Finding Zabdiel’s discarded shirt, she slipped it on and made her way to the living room, in search of her boyfriend. The sight that she came across almost made her cry. Zabdiel was on the couch with his phone in hand, going completely off on the fans that were spewing hate towards her. He said that he was disappointed and angry that some of his so-called “fans” would go so far as to hurt his woman intentionally. He also said that true fans would want to see him happy, and that if they were real fans, they would either show you two some love, or just simply be quiet. He saw Nadia out of the corner of his eye and decided to end the video there.

“Ahora si me disculpas, voy a salir con mi mujer.”

He motioned for her to come sit with him, so she did. He placed her on his lap and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“You didn’t have to do that, you know. I could have gotten over it.” She said as she leaned against his chest.

“You shouldn’t have to. Tú eres mi mujer, and I’m not gonna tolerate any disrespect, no matter who it’s from.” He kissed her on her forehead.

The two stayed like that for a moment, just basking in the peaceful silence, until Nadia spoke up.

“So the day has just started, what do you want to do?” She looked into his eyes.

“How about my woman decides for today?” He gave his signature dimple-filled smile.

“Your woman? I like the sound of that!” She cheesed as they hugged each other tightly.

Yeah, their relationship was hard sometimes, but being his woman, makes it all worthwhile.

#cnco #zabdiel de jesus #flamediel #loveoneanother

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liam-93-productions · 5 years ago

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JustMusic.fr: Your first single "Strip that down" was released in 2017 and you finally unveil your first album "LP1" December 6, 2019. How do you feel and why did you wait so long?

Liam Payne: I'm very excited that the public can finally hear my album! I took time because the singles worked well and are good songs. So I wanted the rest of the disc to be the same level. I received many songs and I really chose the ones that I found the best. We also did many recording sessions to be sure. In the band, we did lots of songs without really taking the time because everything was done quickly and it was not personal. For my first solo album, I wanted to do my best to bring the best of myself to the public.

JustMusic.fr: I want to know everything about this first album...

Liam Payne: All the collaborations on this album are the singles that people already know and there's another one with Cheat Codes for the song "Live Forever". It's a mix of styles that I liked when I was younger like Usher, Justin Timberlake or Chris Brown. I was inspired by these artists that I listened to make my first album.

JustMusic.fr: Indeed, there are many collaborations. Do you miss being in a band?

Liam Payne: A little yes (smile). We had a huge success and the atmosphere around us was amazing! When you are solo, you have to create your own story because you find yourself alone in the studio, for promotion, and on stage. Making songs with other artists makes me feel good and it's always nice to duet (smile).

JustMusic.fr: These artists with whom you collaborated are from different musical worlds so how did you choose them?

Liam Payne: It's true that I like collaborating with different artists and for my first single, I wanted to surprise by choosing Quavo. It was also amazing to work with J Balvin who is #1 on Spotify in many countries. We loved singing together and we became very good friends.

JustMusic.fr: It's an eclectic album with dancing songs, urban tracks and beautiful ballads. What style do you feel closest to? Liam Payne: Yes, I wanted to have a very complete album with several universes. The one that suits me the most is the R'n'B side as the song "Hips Do Not Lie". We also added a little rap because even though I'm not a rapper, I always liked this music.

JustMusic.fr: Your new single "All I Want (For Christmas)" has just been released. Why a song about Christmas?

Liam Payne: There are not a lot of artists coming out with new songs on Christmas, because they do covers. We wanted to try to make a good one and I think we succeeded. It’s not like the others because usually, it's happy. I preferred to approach the theme in a more sad and melancholy tone. The title also gives hope for people to forget their problems.

JustMusic.fr: If I could offer you a gift for Christmas, what would you like?

Liam Payne: What do I want for Christmas (smile)? A dog because everyone wants one for Christmas (laughs). I just want a good time surrounded by my loved ones and have a smile on my face (smile).

JustMusic.fr: A few days ago, you shot a music video. What song is it? Liam Payne: It was for my next single "Live Forever" coming out the same day as the album. This song is very personal because it talks about the life of a friend. We are not invincible, we must always enjoy the people we love and think of them.

JustMusic.fr: Can you tell me a few words about your collaboration with Hugo Boss? The pictures and the clothes are very beautiful. Did you like to be a model and how do you do to have such a perfect body?

Liam Payne: Thanks for those compliments but I can tell you that my body is not perfect (laughs). It was amazing to work with Hugo Boss and it was a dream to be like artists I admire, including Mark Wahlberg. It was nice to do the pictures because the team was very professional. But being naked in front of so many people was a bit scary but they put me at ease very quickly (smile). I have many friends in fashion like Kim Jones and I am often invited to fashion shows. Creating my own line was a pleasure and I loved this experience with Hugo Boss.

JustMusic.fr: How long will you stay in Paris and when will you come back for a concert?

Liam Payne: I'm leaving tonight because this time it was really flash and intense (smile). I'll be back soon probably...

JustMusic.fr: December 11th for the Olympia Awards.

Liam Payne: You're even more aware than me (smile). We will see how my album will be received and we will consider a concert in Paris.

JustMusic.fr: Do you have a message to send to your French fans?

Liam Payne: I wanted to thank them because I met them and I had a great time yesterday during the different promos. I'm really happy to see that I'm still supported here, I hope they'll like the album and they'll have a great Christmas (smile).

JustMusic.fr: Before leaving you, I will let you end in French...

Liam Payne: “Bonjour, je m’appelle Liam, je joue au foot, je joue au basket.” That's all I can say (laughs).

#liam payne #just music france #lp1 #liam's interviews #21.11.2019

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iameverything · 5 years ago

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A Conversation: Zeal & Ardor

“Zeal & Ardor is a Swiss-American avant-garde metal band started and led by Manuel Gagneux, a Swiss-American musician. Formed in 2013, the band mixes sounds of African-American spirituals with black metal.”

First off, the first time I heard of Zeal & Ardor was when I went looking for new music and managed to stumble upon 'Grave Diggers Chant' on your recent album 'Stranger Fruit', without reading anything into whom you are..... And it blew me away, as I have never heard a band such as it before. How has things been going since 'Stranger Fruit'? It's been quite a wild ride. We've since played two US Tours, one in Australia and three more in Europe. The audiences have been nothing short of amazing.

What can the people expect from the next album? How is the writing process going? (Are doing anything different this time around?) There's nothing to speak of yet. There's a couple of concepts I'm toying with at the moment, but nothing I've decided on yet.

I absolutely love the idea and feel behind the music video for Grave Diggers chant. What was the direction you wanted to go in with that? Any cool stories about it? The video was done by friends of mine, Fabio Tozzo and Morris Samuel. We wanted to distance ourselves from metal tropes and retain a somewhat dark undertone. Having it happen in daylight was key, but also a pain in the butt. The actors had to endure freezing temperatures in clothes I at some point deemed fitting. I still feel bad about that.

Lets go way back to 'Devil Is Fine', the artwork for that album (& even Stranger Fruit) is spectacular. Before using Robert Smalls on the cover, was there other ideas played with? And did you guys ever get any negative feedback due to Robert Smalls being featured? We received no negative feedback on that yet. A couple of people felt intrigued and looked more into the man, so I see that as more of a positive point. I had different versions of the cover with similar historical characters and photos of slaves, but Robert has such a striking appearance that it made it impossible not to choose him.

While we are talking about 'Devil is Fine', lets talk about the single, probably one of my most favourite from you, very powerful song. If you could jog back to that time in your life, what inspired that song? (the use of the chains sound... etc) What did that song mean for you? That song was written in a morning during about 2 hours. I remember wanting to have a chain clankin, but did not have one laying around (Who does, right?). So i just dropped my keys on the wooden table I had in my studio (i.e. basement) and pitched it down. It's hilarious to think about that the keys in my pocket are blasting through festival speakers at 30k people sometimes.

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So you guys probably have one of the sickest logos iv ever seen. Where did the inspiration come from to have such a memorable symbol? It's actually the sigil of lucifer with an "A" and a "Z" added. In modern satanism there is a heavy emphasis on self liberation and fulfilment that I can subscribe to.

Where does the purple and green colors come from for all your albums and promo pictures? Great combinations. Favorite colors? Those are complementary colours that I haven't seen used that much back then. I like contrasts lot and in the colour world that's the highest contrast on can get. Also it's kind of unusual for metal bands to have bright color concepts.

In terms of your genre, it's described as 'Avant-garde Metal' but Apple music describes you as 'Black Metal', but as we know, with labels one can really be anything, its all perspective. When you guys first started to put out your first album or even second, was there any thought put into what kind of genre you want to be placed in? Not at all. It's important to us not to paint ourselves into a corner. Avant-garde metal sounds douchy as all hell, but it's so vague that if I would bust out a saxophone one day people would probably just stroke their chins nodding and say 'Ah, of course. I get it'. haha.

You recently released Zeal and Ardor live in Europe this year, which was fantastic. I remember when bands releasing 'live in' albums was a constant thing, and greatly missed. What made you guys want to record such an album and what was that process like? Since the studio albums are just me playing everything except for the drums (that's Marco), the live versions are far more intense due to there being 6 people giving it their all. We really wanted to document and share it in a way so that's how that came about. As for the process, it's literally just someone hooking a laptop to the mixing desk at a concert and mixing it later. Super simple.

You currently are on a huge tour in Poland and eventually in Scandinavia and Switzerland. How the tour going and how are the people treating Zeal & Ardor? So far very well! We've been perfecting this set for quite some time now and it feels like we're on the top of our game. People seem to dig it.

Rapid fire If you were not called Zeal And Ardor what else would you want to be called? Coldplay Favorite venue to play in? Neumos, Seattle Favorite current song that isn't your own? Portishead - Roads Guilty Pleasure? None, I stand by my poor decisions Secret to a great song? Not questioning oneself and going for the most fun decisions

#ZEALANDARDOR #BLACKMETAL #ROCK #MUSIC #PROFILE #INTERVIEW #GRAVEDIGGERSCHANT #DEVILISFINE #zeal and ardor

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btsqualityy · 6 years ago

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God is a woman

Namjoon x Reader Imagine

So, since it’s officially Namjoon’s birthday according to US time, I decided to post this imagine! I hope you guys enjoy it! 😘

That bon voyage teaser though 😳😫👏🏽

Genre: Smut; established relationship

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Dom/sub dynamics, sub! Namjoon, light bondage, breath play, cum play (slightly), oral (female receiving), and hand job. Basically, definitely 18+.

Inspiration

Life was stressful. Most people would assume that he’d be used to it by now, but nope. Six long years in, and being the leader for what was arguably one of the biggest K POP bands out right now had not at all ceased to be any less stressful.

Now, don’t get him wrong. Namjoon loved his job, if you would have to call it a job. He loved writing and producing music, he loved the boys, and most of all, he fucking loved ARMY. However, dealing the politics that came along with being in the music industry and especially with being the leader, could be a bit much sometimes. That’s why a break was exactly what he needed from time to time.

That is where you come in. Namjoon had met you two years ago, at the party of a mutual friend. Upon seeing you for the first time, he immediately thought you were the most beautiful woman he had seen in his life. You, however, weren’t as interested in him.

Initially, he had thought it was an act. I mean, he was a member of BTS and back then, they were really starting to garner attention so it wasn’t like he was unknown. He had experienced some girls who pretended to not know who he was, as to not seem like a huge fan girl, but he’d eventually find out the truth someway.

You though. You were different. You knew who he was and even acknowledged the fact that you were fond of some of their songs, but it didn’t make him any more special in your eyes than a janitor. This made him even more attracted to you, and he tried his damnedest to get you to go out with him. Being the smart woman that you are, you declined, knowing how messy things could get if his fans found out about it.

That didn’t stop him though. He got your number from one of his friends and proceeded to ask you out, multiple times. Even though you found him annoying, you also thought it was cute how persistent he was. Eventually, you relented and you guys went out on a date.

One date turned into two, two turned into five, and the next thing you knew, you and Namjoon were seeing each other on a regular basis. You two weren’t in a relationship, though. You’d both decided fairly early on that between him always being gone and working with the boys, and your own busy job as a business woman, a relationship would bring more stress than pleasure. And Namjoon found out fairly quickly that you were far more interested in pleasure, whether it be yours or his.

You wanting to dominate him came out in small ways at first. It started out simple, such as you telling him to fuck you harder or instructing him on how exactly to eat your pussy. Him being the type of person who loved making whoever he was with feel good, he’d thought nothing of it. However, when you came to him one day about six months after you’d both met asking if he would let you tie him up, he was definitely surprised.

“You want to what?” He’d shrieked, eyes bugging out of his head. Giggling at him, you reached out and ran the tips of your fingers down his cheek.

“Yes Namjoon. I wouldn’t ask if I didn’t think you’d love it.”

“Tie me up?” He whispered, more to himself than to you. “So, I wouldn’t be able to move at all?”

“Well, that all depends on what you’d be comfortable with trying. I could make it so that you couldn’t move at all, but I know you wouldn’t be comfortable with that,” you replied, to which he nodded in agreement.

“I could just restrain your hands, tie them together at your wrists or to the headboard. Or tie up your legs,” you explained. He bit his lip in contemplation. He had to admit, he did like it when you took control in bedroom or told him what to do. If he was tied up, he’d have no choice but to listen to you.

“Let’s try it,” he agreed, making a small smirk spread onto your face.

“Are you sure Namjoon? Don’t feel like you have to say yes just because you think it’s something I want to do,” you advised him. However, he quickly shook his head.

“No! I want to. I think I’d really like it,” he admitted quietly. That night, Namjoon had the best orgasms he’d ever had in his entire life up to that point. After that, it was as if this unknown submissive came out of Namjoon. He quickly wanted to try more things with you, which pleased you to no end.

Now, a year and a half later, you were Namjoon’s Mistress and he was your baby boy. Even though you two weren’t seeing much of each other these days, due to work, that was something that was constant. His cock would always twitch in excitement at the mere thought of you, or what you had done to him the last time that you both were together.

With that in mind, he had begged you to join him on tour. Knowing how you felt about other people potentially finding out about the two of you, he was able to come up with a lie to explain why you would be joining them. You couldn’t tell him no after he’d told you that, and especially not since you’d been missing him too.

And that leads to now. Namjoon’s day had been....stressful, to say the least. It seemed like everything that could go wrong, went wrong during rehearsals for tomorrow's concert. The boys had also been too playful during rehearsals, which made it hard to get things done and promo that day had run longer than it was supposed to. Last but not least, he had been painfully hard all day because you didn’t allow him to come last night.

“Joon baby?” He heard your soft voice call out, bringing his attention back to you. You were kneeled on the bed in between his parted legs. “Are you alright?”

“Mm, yeah. I’m fine,” he confirmed. You raised an eyebrow and began to stroke his thighs softly.

“Namjoon, what’s our rule when we do this? Well, one of them,” you asked.

He bit his lip as he thought back to the list of rules you both had come up with whenever you engaged in Dom/sub play. “I must be mentally present, to ensure that nothing bad happens,” he recited.

“If you’re out of your head, you won’t realize what’s happening out here,” you gestured around the room. “For example, I just spent three minutes calling your name before you answered.”

“I’m sorry. I was just thinking about everything that went wrong today,” he admitted. “I’m here, I swear.”

“I don’t know Joon. Maybe we shouldn’t do this tonight,” you shrugged. Namjoon instantly groaned at that, pulling lightly on the restraints that bound his hands to the headboard.

“Mm, no. Please. Been waiting all day,” he whispered, making you smile. You moved up and swung your legs on either sides of his hips, sitting on his lap that was only covered by his boxers.

“Alright baby. But if you need to, make sure that you use our safeword. Yeah?” You clarified, making Namjoon nod in agreement. You brought your hands up and slowly caressed his face, making him moan in happiness. “My good boy,” you smiled, making him smile as well. “Just relax and let me take all the stress away, alright?” You whispered. He nodded and groaned as he felt you kiss him.

You pulled away from his lips all too quickly, making him whine at the loss. You made quick work of removing his boxers, sliding them down his legs. His hard cock instantly slapped against his stomach, the tip an angry red color and leaking precum.

“Oh, look at that. My little slut is already so hard, yeah?” You teased, licking your hand before closing it around his cock. He immediately groaned at the contact, hissing through his teeth.

“Told you. Been waiting all day,” he sighed, relaxing into the bed. “Oh God.”

“Oh, baby,” you tutted as you sped up the speed of your hand on him. He began to whine even louder and twist his hips around. He was already embarrassingly close to coming, so he wanted to hold out a bit. However, you knew him like the back of your hand and you could tell what he was doing.

“You’re about to come already? You greedy little thing,” you spat as your other hand joined the one that was already on his cock. You leaned over, letting a small drop of spit fall from your mouth onto the head of his cock. Immediately after that, you began to twist both hands on his cock. His head fell back against the headboard, and he could feel himself about to lose control.

“Mm. Gonna, gonna come M-Mistress,” he choked out, the amount of pleasure he was feeling making it hard to talk.

“Yeah?” You asked, smiling at him. His hips lifted off the bed and he was too close to worry about asking for your permission to come. Just as he closed his eyes and was about to let go, the presence of your hands was suddenly gone and his eyes flew open. He saw you sitting in between his legs, smirking at him.

“Did you really think I was just going to let you come that easily baby boy? Especially when you didn’t ask permission,” you griped, while still keeping the smirk on your face. “That’s the whole reason why you didn’t come last night.”

“Please Mistress. I, I need it so badly. Please,” he begged.

“Begging already baby? You must really need to come huh?” You asked as you rubbed his thighs. He instantly nodded and shifted around, trying to make the feeling of wanting to come subside just a little bit.

“Well, you’re so close to coming but I’m not even wet. Don’t you think you should fix that for me baby?” You wondered sweetly. He moaned loudly at that, suddenly wanting to taste your pussy.

“Please. Want to taste you,” Namjoon licked his lips at you. You quickly rid yourself of your panties before moving to untie his hands.

“Color baby?” You asked as you untied his left wrist.

“Green,” he replied swiftly. After untying his hands, he immediately laid down flat on the bed, wanting you to ride his face. However, you continued to sit on your knees next to him, making him raise an eyebrow at you.

“I’m just trying to decide if I should let you breathe or not this time,” you told him thoughtfully. He closed his eyes, remembering the last time you didn’t let him breathe while he went down on you. He had come almost immediately after you did so he figured that maybe that wasn’t the best thing for him right now.

“Your, your choice M-Mistress,” he whispered. You smiled, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.

“That’s right baby. You’re just my little toy to get myself off, right?” You asked and he nodded right away. You quickly maneuvered so that your legs were on either side of his head and your pussy was hovering above his lips.

“I’ll decide how I feel based on how good you eat me baby. If you’re doing good, I’ll let you breathe,” you said. “Think you can make me come in say, 5 minutes?” You looked down at him and he nodded.

“Can I use my fingers?” He asked and you thought for a second.

“I’m feeling nice today so why not?” You shrugged. “Time starts now Namjoon.”

He immediately hooked his arms around your thighs and brought you down upon his mouth. He took his tongue and began to slowly trace your folds, making you sigh. He quickly began to pay attention to your clit, sucking lightly on the bud.

“Fuck Namjoon,” you gasped, and you began to roll your hips over his face. He was beginning to have trouble breathing but he didn’t care. He just wanted to taste more of you.

He removed one of his hands from your thigh and stuck two fingers into his mouth to get them wet before pumping them into you swiftly. You threw your head back at the feeling of his long fingers sliding in and out of you.

“Yes baby. That’s my good boy,” you sighed as your praise encouraged him to work you even harder. Three and a half minutes passed and Namjoon still hadn’t made you come yet. You moved your pussy away from his mouth and looked down at him in between your legs.

“You have a minute and a half left. If you don’t make me come, you’ll be going to sleep without coming for the second night in a row,” you threatened, making his eyes widen. Whenever you chose not to let him come, it was never just a few hours or overnight. You always turned it into a game of trying to figure out just how long he could go before he was begging you to touch him. Even though he loved it, he did not want to have to experience that anytime soon.

“I can do it. Please. I’ll-I’ll be good,” he pleaded. You nodded and lowered yourself back over his face. His lips went straight for your clit while he added another finger into your pussy. He began to pump and suck hard, which he knew drove you crazy.

“Oh fuck yes,” you moaned. “Keep going, I’m gonna come baby.” Your words spurred him on and he continued doing what he was doing. Soon enough, you reached down and rubbed you clit as you felt yourself approaching your climax.

“Want me to squirt all over your face baby boy?” You asked, moving your hips to ride his fingers that were inside of you. He shook his head in agreement, holding his mouth open and extending his tongue. Seeing him like that pushed you over the edge, your orgasm exploding from you in small spurts. Namjoon happily swallowed everything you gave him, while also extremely aware of how hard his cock was behind you.

“Oh my gosh,” you groaned as you moved away from his face and perched yourself in his lap. You immediately kissed him, tasting yourself on his tongue. Suddenly, you felt his cock slap your ass and you giggled.

“You did so good baby,” you smiled at him and he replicated your smile.

“Your-your good boy?” Namjoon asked hesitantly as he looked up at you. You held his face in both of your hands and traced his bottom lip with your thumb.

“Absolutely. You’re my amazing boy,” you praised and he preened at the attention. “How you doing baby? Color?” You checked in.

“I’m a little hazy,” he admitted. “But still green.”

“The haziness is probably from you being so hard, yeah?” He nodded and you pecked his lips with yours. “I’ll let you fuck me now baby. Come on, up,” you instructed as you tapped his face. You moved off of him and he sat up, as you both traded places. You laid down, spreading your legs wide and he instantly slotted himself in between them.

He grabbed the base of his cock and groaned at the contact. He lined himself up with your hole and looked back up at you. “Can, can I?” He wanted to ask one last time, wanting to keep being your good boy.

“Go ahead baby. Fuck me,” you nodded and he wasted no time in thrusting inside of you. He whined from how tight you were and began to pump in and out of you.

“F-fuck,” he mumbled through gritted teeth. He could feel himself just as close to coming as he had been when you were jacking him off, but he didn’t want to come so soon after he’d started fucking you. However, you had different plans.

“Come on baby. I know you’re so close. Come inside of me Joon,” you encouraged him. He opened his eyes and saw you biting your lip as you looked into his eyes. He glanced down and noticed that you were also playing with your nipples, which he loved. He sped up his thrusts, moaning loudly how at you felt around him.

“Go ahead baby. Let it go,” you told him and that’s all he needed to hear before letting go and spilling himself inside of you. The force of his orgasm was so strong, his body went limp and he fell on top of you with his head on your chest. Chuckling, you began to run your fingers through his hair that was damp with sweat.

“You alright Namjoon?” You asked and he nodded sleepily. “Come on baby. Pull out,” you tapped his shoulder. He reluctantly lifted himself onto his knees and slowly pulled out of you. He watched with hooded eyes as his come began to trickle out of you. Taking one finger, he scooped it up and thrusted his finger into you, not wanting any of his come to be wasted.

“Shit,” you moaned as you watched him. He pulled his finger out of you and licked it clean, smirking at you. Rolling your eyes, you got off the bed and grabbed a water bottle from the mini fridge. You handed it to him and watched as he drunk half of it in one go. After making sure that he was hydrated, you gently pushed him onto his back. You crawled back into the bed next to him and held your arms open. He immediately cuddled into you, loving the warmth you provided.

“You did so good my baby boy,” you praised, wanting to make sure he came down for sub space safely.

“Really?” He asked, nuzzling his face in your neck.

“Absolutely. Always so good for me,” you ran your hand over his head as you felt his body relax. “Sleep Namjoon,” you whispered but he had already began to doze off.

Needless to say, when Namjoon showed up at rehearsal the next day, he was so relaxed that he even surprised the boys.

“What’s up with you today?” Yoongi asked.

“Yeah. You’re super...chill?” Hobi added. “You were about to blow a damn gasket yesterday.”

“I just, I did some meditation and prayer last night,” Namjoon replied with a large smirk on his face.

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Interview: the endless learning curve of Ghost's Tobias Forge

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Until recently, there were two primary reactions in regards to the Swedish metal band Ghost: there were the fans who have loved Ghost and all they've been doing and putting out since their 2006 formation, and then the group of music enthusiasts who "didn't get it." The latter would tend to be thrown off by the band's theatrical look and felt that the appearance contradicted Ghost's sound. But after gaining more success with each album and tour, winning a Grammy in 2016 for "Best Metal Performance," and releasing a phenomenal new record this year entitled Prequelle - which subsequently prompted another two Grammy nominations, more and more music lovers are in fact "getting" Ghost these days. And it's refreshing to see a band succeed based on the merits of quality music despite not looking or sounding like everyone else who's hot these days.While currently sweeping the nation on their A Pale Tour Named Death, AXS caught up with the band's leader and vocalist, Tobias Forge, to talk about the aches and pains of touring life, the band's future plans, and how one should never, ever stop learning.

AXS: You've been on the road for a while now and with few days off between - plus it's a really big show. How are you feeling?

Tobias Forge: I think on paper doing two and a half hours felt like such a good idea, but when we started doing it, it felt a little uphill. But like with any physical activity you get better at it after a few times, and now I wouldn’t want it any other way. I think we’ve all learned how to do it and it feels very natural now, but yeah, you feel a bit achy every morning when you wake up. During past years of touring, I’d been more adamant about trying to fill my day with things to do like from a more touristy point of view, whereas now on this tour I’ve come to accept that I work for 3-4 hours and maybe add an hour for promo, and that’s basically what I do. And it’s perfectly fine to wake up after lunch and not do anything after the show. But I’m fine, I enjoy it. This is not a pleasure cruise, but I’m doing what I want.

AXS: Well, and seeing the massive response that Ghost is getting for the new album and the tour right now, I think you're doing exactly what you should be.

TF: We have the pleasure and the privilege of being able to pull off a so-called “evening with Ghost” where we have no opening act and we’re filling venues ourself, and keeping in mind where we intend for this to go - I think that this is the way to do it. And we’re trying to establish Ghost as a headliner that you can, for lack of a better term, rely on. I definitely think that as for establishing ourselves as headliners, it’s very important that you can show that you can achieve [cooking] a ten-course meal at your house. [chuckles]

AXS: So this is going to sound like a "day job" interview question, but where do you see Ghost in five years?

TF: There are set goals and then there are more practical goals, and obviously, they go hand-in-hand. But I do have a set of goals that are more on the creative side, even in terms of there still being an album that we haven’t made yet that I want to achieve. Another thing that we have not achieved yet is a film - a concert film. The perfect reference of what Ghost is in terms of a motion picture. But from a practical point of view, what I want to establish - within five years - I want Ghost to be a so-called full production band. Which means we would bring an entire stage that looks the same every night and I would be able to perform every gag, every bomb, the same set every night regardless if we’re playing downtown Manhattan or suburban Boise, or Reykjavik, or Anchorage, or Osaka, or Perth without any discrimination from a point of view where I am a director of a play that is heavily based on a visual experience. Musically it goes without saying if we didn’t have the songs our image would have never taken us this far. The show is expanding, and my intention is for it to become a certain entity, a certain behemoth. And the arena shows are bigger, they’re - for the lack of a better word - a little bit better because they have better staging. I want it to be guaranteed that if you buy a ticket you got the same thing that everyone else got. And we’re also doing seated venues a lot, auditoriums where you might not have seen a rock band but you might have seen The Lion King [laughs], that is because of production. It’s very big and it doesn’t fit into your normal rock venue. On this tour, we probably could have pulled more people if we played at venues where economically it could have been more friendly to the crowd but obviously, from a production point of view we want to be in a big room basically with no limitations and that is essentially the arenas where you build your own stage. The short end of it is I want to play arenas, that’s the only thing. And arenas are big with big empty floors, and seats are sort of secondary, I like standing crowds. I like a big moving, screaming crowd - that’s how I want it. I want to bring a big show, I want fire and bombs and effects, but we’re on our way, I can’t complain.

AXS: Ghost is obviously not a band that comes out on stage in jeans and t-shirts - how much of the image is kept in mind when writing the material?

TF: I have to keep things in mind but I don’t think that I need to do it a whole lot more than other bands. There are certain things that I feel intuitively, certain dogmatic rules that I have in terms of writing and recording which are healthy. If you have no limitations what-so-ever that is not necessarily good. I think sometimes it is healthy to have a setup where you’re scripted. But with writing the music and the albums I definitely have the live show in mind because essentially that’s where these songs are going to live on. But also the challenge is to write songs we don’t have - what don’t we have in this film? I think sometimes, especially in the indie world, it’s a virtue to be sort of the opposite, but I honestly believe that with all the most successful artists it doesn’t come as intuitive and spontaneous as people want it to be. There’s usually some sort of thought behind it, it doesn’t just happen like that.

AXS: What would you say is the most important lesson you've learned thus far in life?

TF: Well, I feel like I’m on an endless learning curve. I think that one very important thing is to be open to learning and never close that door. I’ve met a lot of people who have given up on learning at some point and I have seen that it's not very healthy. I think it’s very important to acknowledge the fact that you don’t know everything. You cannot know everything and you should not know everything, there are a lot of things to know. You can be ok at a lot of things, you should master something, and you should focus on those things, but you can’t master everything. And also remember to try to balance those things out to the best of your ability, and try to be good to as many people as possible. You can’t be good to everyone but you can try to make life as good and easy as possible for as many people as possible. And also not to take things for granted, and that’s hard, it takes a lot of reminding when you get comfortable. Especially in this line of work, I think, people get very comfy and get used to things and I do too but you have to remember we are here at the mercy of other people who are interested and engaged now. Who knows, in five years they might not be there. Acceptance to change. So there are a few things, obviously.

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