#Public Service Announcements... With Guitar!

[sporclechezchunklets]

Still rocks, still timely, still relevant. This is a public service announcement...

[eynsavalow]

PSA- BBC Merlin

Since I'm getting a fair amount of new followers I do want to remind everyone this blog is not BBC based and it is one of the few approaches to Arthurian lore I'm a little wary of. It took some bold swings and to be honest I've never been able to reconcile how I write the characters here with how they're written in the show. So as long as you play gentle with me and are willing to work with me on that, I'll happily work with you to the best of my ability.

[chronivore]

[fervency-if]

A public service announcement from Bacchus the tabby

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A note from Niko: I prefer this to her reblogging irrelevant stuff.

[secondsofpleasure]

The Clash – Know Your Rights

Know Your Rights — The Clash (From Here To Eternity: Live, 1999)

[two-bit-too-high]

Lost boys with a mate/pack member that has a rbf (resting bitch face) and is touch starved but love touch and when they cuddle in the nest she falls asleep with a smile and- OAMXOAMAOMWJ ITS SO FLUFFF IM SORRYYY LMAO

A/N I did a another one! Yipeee! Please enjoy! As always please send in any more ideas.

The Lost boys x Reader with resting bitch face

☁️ pure fluff

⚠️ Warnings: none except my possibly god awful spelling and grammar.

Enjoy

It's cold in the cave, cold enough that if you weren't a vampire you would probably fall into a coma.you were sitting on one of the large lounge chairs that the boys had found a few weeks ago warped in a big quilted blanket reading with a mason jar of blood on the nightstand next to you a vampic hot chocolate if you will .When a certain blonde pops up in front of you.

“Oh hello Marko” you say not looking up from your book “hello my bleeding rose” Marko says in a quiet voice he himself was warped in a blanket to keep out some of the cold “is everything ok” you ask is due to the face he as his puppy eyes on he only uses those when he is in Trouble or if he wanted something. “Are you mad at me?” he asked, “Mad at you?” you replied “no I ain't mad at you all” you add “oh well you just looked really upset and I was...I was worried I had done something to make you mad” he says still with his puppy eyes on full display “no not at all Marko your fine” you says while unwrapping the blanket from around yourself to invite him into the warm this is one invitation he expects immediately jumping up into the big lounge with you cuddling under the covers and up to you. As you sat there in silence your Mind started to wonder why on earth did he think you were mad at him.

Later In the night you were in the small kitchen that was just off the main cave area where Marko was sleeping in the big chair still warped in the blankets.when You ran into David who was making yet again another Blood and whisky in the glass that only he is allowed to use. You were Minding your own when David spoke up “what's got you in a twist darling” “huh” you replied “you look mad or something is Paul getting on your nerves again” he continues “no I'm fine” you say you stop washing your cup and look up at him “I ain't mad or upset” you add “okay then” he said as he disappeared back into the cave whisky glass in hand leaving you in the kitchen to once again wonder what on earth is going on.

An hour went by and you ended sitting in the rafters watching Paul play his guitar. You had found another blanket and was now just staring into space thinking. “Woah babe you look pissed” says as he looks up from his guitar “I do?” you replied “yeah like someone cut all ya guitar strings or stolen your feed” he says as he keeps plucking at his guitar “I ain't upset” you say you had started to play around with a loose coil of guitar string. Paul hums “well you certainly look it” he adds before going back to his music leaving you in the mental dust.

“Alright everyone, time to pack it in for the night” yelled out David at about 5:30am and like clockwork everyone started to file into the nesting room. Like always you in the middle and David and Dwyane to your right and then Marko and Paul to your left. “Did you have a bad night honey” asked Dwyane as he cuddled up to your side “no!” You say loudly “oh my god why does everyone keep saying that!” You add “because you look like it,love” says Dwyane “what do you mean!” You add “seems you have a case of resting bitch face babe” says Paul “oh that's just great” you said as you nuzzle into Dwyane’s chest. “Well a public service announcement if I look pissed off I'm probably not so stop worrying about it” you say.”noted” they all say in unison.

One by one you all fell asleep under several different blankets and as you did you had a smile on your face thankful that you had finally figured out why on earth you kept getting all those questions.

Hope y'all enjoyed it :)

[punkrockhistory]

"This is a public service announcement

With guitar

Know your rights

All three of them"

42 years ago today

"Know Your Rights" is a song by the Clash, released on this day in 1982 as the first single from the album Combat Rock.

[repunk76]

Know Your Rights [Song by The Clash] This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights All three of them Number one You have the right not to be killed Murder is a crime Unless it was done By a policeman Or an aristocrat Oh, know your rights And number two You have the right to food money Providing of course You don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation Know your rights These are your rights Hey, say, Wang Oh, know these rights Number three You have the right to free speech As long as You're not dumb enough to actually try it Know your rights These are your rights Oh, know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em Ha! It has been suggested in some quarters That this is not enough Well Get off the streets Run Get off the streets

[southeastasianists]

“I am ready for my next assignment,” a beaming Deputy Prime Minister Lawrence Wong had declared at a People’s Action Party (PAP) convention last November.

“I am all in, heart and soul,” he said, adding that he has been working hard to get ready for what would be the “biggest responsibility” of his career – to take over the baton from Prime Minister Lee Hsien Loong as Singapore’s next leader.

Now, the assignment has come as Mr Lee announced his retirement on Monday (Apr 15).

Mr Wong will officially take over the leadership reins on May 15, when he becomes Singapore's fourth Prime Minister.

RISE THROUGH THE RANKS

The 51-year-old entered politics in 2011 after being elected as a Member of Parliament in West Coast GRC. He was given his first political office two weeks after the election – as Minister of State for education and defence.

In the 2015 General Election, Mr Wong moved to contest in the new Marsiling-Yew Tee GRC, where he has been anchor minister ever since.

By then, he had risen steadily through the ranks with positions in various ministries, including the Ministry of Culture, Community and Youth where he was appointed acting minister in 2012 and made full minister two years later.

After the elections in 2015, he moved to head the Ministry of National Development where he stayed on until July 2020.

In 2020, Mr Wong was tasked to co-chair Singapore’s multi-ministry COVID-19 task force with then-Health Minister Gan Kim Yong.   Together with Mr Gan, and later, new Health Minister Ong Ye Kung, he helmed the country’s pandemic response and fronted key announcements at frequently held press conferences.

Political observers later said that it was Mr Wong’s steady leadership style during COVID-19, clear explanation of policies and grasp of details that put him in pole position to take over as the country’s next leader when Deputy Prime Minister Heng Swee Keat took himself out of the running for the top job in April 2021.

Mr Heng, then 60, had cited his age as the reason and that he would have “too short a runway” should he become Prime Minister after the pandemic.

Mr Wong, who was then Education Minister, took over the Finance Ministry from Mr Heng in the ensuing Cabinet reshuffle, providing the first hint of his frontrunner position given how the high-profile finance portfolio has traditionally been helmed by PAP heavyweights.

Questions about political succession were finally laid to rest in April 2022 when Mr Wong was named as the leader of the PAP’s fourth-generation, or 4G, team.   Two months later, he was promoted to Deputy Prime Minister in another Cabinet reshuffle, while holding on to his finance portfolio.

Since cementing his standing as Singapore’s next Prime Minister, Mr Wong has fronted major speeches, such as delivering the keynote speech at the May Day Rally last year in place of Mr Lee.

He has also launched the Forward Singapore exercise, which provided a glimpse of how he and the 4G team intends to take the country forward.

A CIVIL SERVANT AND GUITAR LOVER

Prior to entering politics, Mr Wong was a civil servant for 14 years.

He began his career at the Ministry of Trade and Industry in 1997 before moving on to other roles in the finance and health ministries.

Mr Wong became principal private secretary to the Prime Minister in 2005.

In 2008, he joined the Energy Market Authority as deputy chief executive and was promoted to chief executive in 2009.

Two years later, he stepped down from the post to enter politics as the youngest of five candidates tipped to form the core of the PAP’s 4G leadership.

The Straits Times reported previously that Mr Wong had resigned from the public sector to enter politics, a year short before reaching 15 years of service. Administrative Service officers were eligible for pension after 15 years of service.

“It was a loss, but it was not something that factored into my consideration at the time,” he had said.

On the personal front, Mr Wong grew up in what he described as an “ordinary family” in the Marine Parade HDB estate.

His late father was born in China’s Hainan Island, went to Malaysia as a young boy before moving to Singapore to work in a sales job.

His mother was a teacher. Describing her as a disciplinarian both in school and at home, Mr Wong has spoken highly of his mother in several interviews and public speeches for managing to teach while caring for him and his brother.

Mr Wong is an alumnus of Haig Boys’ Primary where his mother taught. In his teens, he attended Tanjong Katong Secondary School, which he chose because it was near his home, and later on, Victoria Junior College.

He obtained his bachelor’s and master’s degrees in economics from the University of Wisconsin-Madison and the University of Michigan-Ann Arbor. He also holds a master’s in public administration from the Harvard Kennedy School.

Outside of work, Mr Wong, who is married to Ms Loo Tze Lui, is known to be an avid music lover and skilled guitar player.

His love for the guitar goes back to when his father gave him his first guitar at the age of eight. He spent his weekends borrowing guitar books from the old Marine Parade library and when he got a government scholarship to study in the United States, he made sure to bring his guitar along.

Mr Wong has said that playing the guitar helps him to destress and unwind.

The incoming Prime Minister has posted several videos of him strumming his six string, including an acoustic rendition of American pop star Taylor Swift’s hit song Love Story as a tribute to educators on Teachers’ Day last year.

[lupitovi]

The Clash - Know Your Rights 

This is a public service announcement With guitar Know your rights all three of them Number 1 You have the right not to be killed Murder is a CRIME! Unless it was done by a Policeman or aristocrat Know your rights And Number 2 You have the right to food money Providing of course you Don't mind a little Investigation, humiliation And if you cross your fingers Rehabilitation Know your rights These are your rights Wang Know these rights Number 3 You have the right to free Speech as long as you're not Dumb enough to actually try it. Know your rights These are your rights All three of 'em It has been suggested In some quarters that this is not enough! Well.............................. Get off the streets Get off the streets Run You don't have a home to go to Smush Finally then I will read you your rights You have the right to remain silent You are warned that anything you say Can and will be taken down And used as evidence against you Listen to this Run

[tfc2211]

Play ▶ Halloween Mix #11 🎃👻

(intro: Oscar Brand and His Young Friends) All Night Long — Peter Murphy Tombstone — Suzanne Vega Dance of the Freaks — The Raindogs with Iggy Pop Cemetery Stomp — The Essex Too Many Creeps — Bush Tetras Vampire Beavers — Joe Hall and the Continental Drift Nightmare — Artie Shaw and His Orchestra I’d Rather Be the Devil — John Martyn (montage: The Slithery-Dee — Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark) (montage: Orson Welles” The War of the Worlds”) Mars Needs Guitars — The Hoodoo Gurus Every Day Is Halloween — Ministry I Walked With a Zombie — Roky Erickson and the Aliens Frankenstein (Orig.) — The New York Dolls (public service announcement from the greater Night Vale medical community) Cemeteries of London — Coldplay Welcome To My Nightmare — Alice Cooper Wicked Annabella — The Kinks (montage: William Conrad,” The Ghost’s Song”) The Ghost of Stephen Foster — The Squirrel Nut Zippers The Shadow Knows — The Coasters (montage: The Witchmaker radio spot) Black Sabbath — Black Sabbath (montage: Count Floyd)

[sinceileftyoublog]

Unwound & Circuit des Yeux Live Show Review: 3/8, Thalia Hall, Chicago

BY JORDAN MAINZER

I can’t think of another way to say it: How lucky are we that Unwound decided to reunite? Mid-way through their incredible set Wednesday night at Thalia Hall, my friend (who had a spare last minute ticket) turned to me and remarked, “I feel like this is the closest we’ll ever get to seeing Nirvana.” The comparison is apt. If Nirvana’s is one of if not the most acclaimed band of the 90′s, Unwound is an under-the-radar pick for the best; the A.V. Club named them as such 10 years ago. Over their decade of releasing music, the Washington-based band churned out seven records of post-hardcore classics, from debut Fake Train and sophomore album New Plastic Ideas to their final art rock masterpiece Leaves Turn Inside You, never straying from the DIY ethics they came to be known for.

Unwound broke up in 2002, as bassist Vern Rumsey’s alcoholism worsened, and serious efforts to reunite were hampered by his addiction as late as 2019. With Rumsey’s blessing, frontperson Justin Trosper and drummer Sara Lund rehearsed with bassist Jared Warren, who never got to tell Rumsey about the band’s intent to play shows before Rumsey’s death during COVID. But in an era when artists’ lives in between album release cycles are often displayed for the world to see, the combination of the pandemic and Unwound’s secrecy left the general public comparatively in the dust until last summer. On July 12, the band announced a reunion tour, revealing that they had practiced earlier that spring with the lineup of Trosper, Lund, Warren, and Nocturnal Habits guitarist/keyboardist Scott Seckington. In a statement proving the band’s ethos was as strong as ever, Trosper said, “Starting over again is a rebellious act against our failure.”

Indeed, Unwound’s music is often rebellious without sounding like our schema of rebellion, their dynamics and tight musicianship on display Wednesday night. “Envelope” deftly switched from loud to quiet and back. “Disappoint” burned into its climax. The one-two-three punch of “Valentine Card”, “Kantina”, and “Were Are and Was or Is”, presented in segue like on Fake Train, started as charging punk before expanding into instrumental post-rock, apropos for a band whose evolution in their recorded output was more sneaky than obvious. It’s hard to say, but I can’t say the band sounded much different than what I imagine they’d have sounded like with their original lineup, both members and numbers-wise. If anything, with four instrumentalists on stage, they were more rounded than sharp, all-encompassing and enrapturing.

A few songs prior to the band’s intermission (more bands need an intermission!), Lund asked, not taking for granted the band’s fanbase, “How many people drove far to get here?” At least 1/3 of the room shouted. She continued, “Thank you to young people. We need you.” It’s not just lip service. The band has been handpicking openers for their set, and Wednesday’s was none other than Circuit des Yeux, one and a half years removed from the release of their Matador debut -io. Their performance was the most expressive I’ve ever seen Haley Fohr. Her deep, booming, operatic voice was there as usual, as was her immaculate picking and strumming, but this time, she repeatedly pounded her chest in conjunction with Ashley Guerrero’s drums, primal in her utterances. Throughout the set, Fohr dragged around her microphone, emulated fainting spells, and danced, her stage presence matching the drama of her music. Longtime collaborator Whitney Johnson of Matchess distorted her viola to sound like an electric guitar on “Dogma” and used pedals to create an enormous sound. Though I was glad to hear -io songs live for the first time, Reaching For Indigo’s “Black Fly” was the unabashed highlight of the set. Fohr’s guitar was Crazy Horse-level distorted atop Guerrero’s drum rolls and tom-work and Johnson’s plucking. As Johnson’s viola took on fiddle-like timbres, the song could have passed for a Songs: Ohia jam.

After performing “Vanishing”, Fohr declared, “Happy International Women’s Day to Sara Lund.” With an all-female band, opening for punk legends who themselves supported radical feminist politics, it was the cherry on top of a night that a year prior nobody in the room would have ever expected, even the folks on stage. 

[thespliffbunker]

This is a public service announcement….. …. . .with guitars and girls!

A DARING THEME!

[alexcharmsyou]

Daily Drabble //dec-9//

𝘊𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘈𝘵 𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘬, 𝘖𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘮𝘢𝘯

Rating: T  Word Count: 554

“Attention Pizza Hut dine ins’ and dine outs’ -The huts had its fun but we close this rig by 9. The doors are open sesame at 10am so,” Jan paused, angled her head towards a man in the back booth and winked [he seemed confused, as all the poor customers Jan decided to dally with did] “I better see ya then hm? This Meat lovers ain’t gonna love itself, ya hear!”

“2 slices of supreme and a side salad…Totals’ 1.01, Sir.” Michael finished ringing up the last customer while Jan had her moment, he’d been working here for about 3 months now? It was just him and Jan closing tonight.

He liked it, working meant he got to get out of the house. It meant he had a purpose.

Plus, Henry was allowing him to stay at their house as long as he was employed. That’s fair, Michael thought. He could be out in the streets.

But he was here, in the coziness of a steady and dim lit hospitality service.

“Bye now,” Jan escorted everyone out the front door, a kind expression as she nodded and dismissed each and every person that walked out.

Michael grabbed a rag from the sanitizer bucket as he watched. She was so sweet to people, and it seemed. Real. A real and genuine affection.

He was safe here. Mike let out a slight smirk and walked into the kitchen. Once he was out of view, he turned his Walkman on his Combat Rock cassette and equipped the headphones.

“Alright. Let’s do this shit.” mumbling to himself. He stretched, pulled his red sleeves up, and drew his hair into a bun, his get-ready-to-close routine if you will. 

This is a public service announcement, with guitar~

Know Your Rights, nice. Mike was a big supporter of The Clash, following them since he could speak.

“Hey Sugar, I’m handin’ these dishes off to ya.” Jan noted from behind the counter.

“Thanks, I’ll have them up in a bit.” Mike replied warmly.

As the minutes went by, Michael had scrubbed every dish he could find, and every counter he could reach.

The last thing left on the list was to mop the floors, which Michael considerably enjoyed as long as he could block his thoughts away with a tune. Tonight he mopped to the beat of Paul Simonon’s power speech in Red Angel Dragnet.

Sometimes he’d lose focus on the floor-way and glance up at the windows. Cold and rainy. Usually he’d walk home, but Henry always made sure he got a ride. Mike really appreciated this, William had always told him he was weak if he couldn’t even walk himself home. He grunted at the memory. Thanks a lot, Will. 

“Alright sonny she’s lookin’ good. Is your ride here? I’ll clock ya out if you wanna head off early.” 

“Oh uh, yeah.” Michael noticed Henry’s car parked outside. It looked like Charlie came with him, which made Mike subconsciously grin. She promised to tell him about the bat conservation her friend took her to when he got home from work.

“Wouldn’t wanna forget this,” Jan smirked, followed by a head tilt as she held Mike’s leather jacket out for him.

“Appreciate it, Jan. Have a nice weekend.” Michael opened the door, a chilly breeze flowing through his sinuses. “Later!”

[vmonteiro23a]

THIS IS OUR MUSIC: THE CLASH - "Know Your Rights"

THIS IS OUR MUSIC: THE CLASH – “Know Your Rights” “Know Your Rights” is a song by the Clash. It was released in 1982 as the first single from the album Combat Rock three weeks prior to the release of the album. (album released on May 14, 1982) The song begins with the words “This is a public service announcement… with guitar!” The structure of the song revolves around the rights held by the…

[myromanticchemist]

this is a public service announcement… with guitars !