#Santi White

[th3-0bjectivist]

Dear listener, I understand that having a white dude on Tumblr recommending excellent black music makes about as much initial sense as me suggesting that you upgrade your home to cutting-edge VCR and landline phone technologies. Given the current racial tensions in the US right now, all I ask is that you give this white boy’s recommendation the old community college try. This week the focus will be on Santigold, a cross-genre artist that deserves way more attention than is afforded to her. I’ve been listening to Santigold’s music for nearly a decade, and I’ve said it before, but you guys can keep your Cardi B’s and your Nikki Minaj’s because when I’m hungry for excellent music, I come to the table for something rare, experimental, smart and versatile. Santigold delivers all of that, and more. Smash play on Look At These Hoes from her 2012 album Master of My Make-Believe, and if it pleases you, join me for rolling fields of gold below.

A genuine music industry trailblazer, Santi White started off her career as a mere A&R (her job was to find promising new artists and bring them in to sign contracts) for Epic Records. This Philadelphia-born multitalented maven started collaborating with musicians, and then in 2001 became the lead singer in a ska band called Stiffed. The best part of this group’s music was the vocals and lyrics, and after disbanding in 2005 or so, Ms White embarked upon her solo career. A solo career that has lasted nearly two decades to this year. There’s an island vibe to her music, and I’m not just talking about the style. Her music feels different than anything mainstream in terms of raw brain-power, exceptional flow and overall depth of meaning. She makes music that thinks as much as it works to go against the mainstream grain. She deserves respect and legitimate accolades for sticking to her guns and staying genuine through her career, rather than selling out and producing the equivalent of another WAP just for the sake of raking in millions from people with questionable taste in music. Along with having a sultry mezzo-soprano voice (my personal favorite lady voice type) her style is a mishmash of hip-hop, new wave, punk and electro. If you listen to her jams and don’t find your head and body bobbing to her beats, I believe I can officially pronounce that you have no actual soul in your body! If you spend any time at all studying the deeper meaning behind her jams, you will find complex themes of resilience, perception of reality and an overall complexity of character which few, if any ‘similar’ artists can even approach without immediately appearing to be outside of their mental depth. Just below you’ll find the music video for L.E.S. Artistes from her 2008 album Santogold. Enjoy!

As the first song on this post strongly suggests, Santi White ain’t no booty hoe. She’s highly educated, she’s a mother, and in terms of eloquence of execution… she’s an absolute industry badass. You owe it to yourself to take a deep dive into Santigold’s catalog and I implore you to revere artists like her as the mega-talents they truly are. Image source: https://tomtommag.com/2012/05/brooklyns-golden-child-santigold/

[cellulardreams]

Santogold Santigold by Lauren Gardner Via Flickr: Oh I loveeeeeeeee them: www.myspace.com/santogold

[raredye]

Stiffed - "Ain't Got Enough"

[miamaimania]

"Portrait of a Widow," a contemplative 16th-century work by a follower of Santi di Tito, emphasizes elegant mourning attire with a delicate lace cuff and a symbolic book.

[scopophilic1997]

scopOphilic_micromessaging_1161 - scopOphilic1997 presents a new micro-messaging series: small, subtle, and often unintentional messages we send and receive verbally and non-verbally. (2024)

[sewnwithfate]

*Cries in hyper-fixation*

[thisisjoy]

📷 markodesantis on Instagram

[the-dust-jacket]

Congratulations to this year's Stonewall books in the young adult category!

[fotos-art]

Olivar, Itria Valley, Apulia, Italy

© Massimo Santi

Shutterstock

Today we don't just bring you an olive branch, we give you the whole tree! On November 26, we celebrate World Olive Day, the perfect time to admire this wonderful plant. Olive trees began to be cultivated in the eastern Mediterranean about 8,000 years ago, and the Phoenicians took them to Greece, Spain and other parts of the Mediterranean. The olive branch has been a symbol of peace, while its oil, wood and fruits have been valued over generations.

[phobos-exe]

batman: white knight making me tolerate the joker. huh.

[weisserose-comic]

✨Meet The Characters - Weisse Rose✨

Santiago "Jesus" Del Castillo

Now, Wasima's best friend in the whole world - we finally have Santiago, last, not least, and Jesus member of the Weisse Rose <3

He is of Romani descent, Spanish and called Jesus because, well, his friends said he looks like Jesus and it stuck (it's the ~gorgeous~ hair)

As always, character sheet info here and more notes on my dearest Santi down below!

Also it's the Spanish 'Jesus' pronunciation, not English 'Jesus' pronunciation

Age: 30

Height: 1.78 (5'8)

Astrological Sign: Capricorn (oh the walking contradiction)

Languages: Spanish, Catalán, Arabic, English, French, Italian, Romanian, Portuguese

Heavenly Virtue: Chill and Welcoming - very hard to get him mad and he's very accepting of everyone; if you're a living being, you have a place in his heart

Hellish Sin: Responsibility and Commitment Issues - he's afraid of having too much responsibilities and being tied down; thinks he is only a stop for people to grow and then leave him, so he doesn't want big commitments

Current Occupation: Hairdresser - doesn't like working forever at one place and takes a lot of odd jobs as well

As tall as Marty? A little taller?

Handsome, silky long brunette hair, dark hazel/brown eyes, beard, tan skin, kind smile (the eyes turned green in the final design)

Very easy going, very chill, very nice

Love thy brother and be loved in return sort of guy

Real name is Santiago but he looks like Jesus, so everyone calls him Jesus (Spanish pronunciation)

Bassist - likes to play hard, quite differently from his personality

Wasima's best friend in the world

Kinda very Catholic family

Helped Wasima when they met at school for being outcasts

Got Wasima into the underground and LGBTQ+ scene

Always played in metal bands, but so happy to jam with her whenever she wanted him to

Loves deeply and believes in loving everyone, but thinks love will never really find him

Used to being mistreated and hated because of his Romani background

His parents tried to "cut ties" with their Romani descent so their children wouldn't suffer as much prejudice as they did

Didn't really work, but they did try

Feels more inclined to get in touch with his nomadic roots rather than conforming to a society that doesn't like him

B r e a k s when treated like an equal/with respect

Doesn't like violence, but will feel weirdly loved when Diana fistfights some nazis who are threatening him for being a 'gypsy'

The whole band breaking the club down in a fight and Santi there, crying in a corner because people love him that much

Owns a Tarot Deck and is very good at Fortune Telling, thank you very much

Can dance Flamenco like NO TOMORROW (and it's pretty good at Flamenco guitar playing too)

He's Dante from Devil May Cry

I wanted a fancy name for my dearest Santiago, a.k.a Jesus. A LOT of religious jokes with this one, just wait and see. Also, I wanted him to be of Romani descent, because of some people in my family who were - but it got lost down the bloodline as they didn't have the chance to teach what they knew. I know a couple of things my grandma and my aunt tell me, but I don't know ALL the culture - I know that it varies from country to country and, once Santiago is Spanish, it probably differs a LOT from my family/country.

We absolutely adore Gypsy Kings and Flamenco, though, so I had to give him that. I won't take it away. I don't care if people say it's cliché, he is a Gypsy Kings and Flamenco lover, I won't have any less from this GORGEOUS man. Thank you.

Same goes for Tarot and Fortune Telling, my own tarot deck sends regards

And a little thing to add: the third drawing below, the one he's shirtless and looking quite surprised, is just Santi being told he looks handsome and hot - not used to hearing himself being described like that and thinking no one would ever think he is handsome and hot. It warms my heart.

[cellulardreams]

Santogold by Lauren Gardner Via Flickr: Oh I loveeeeeeeee them: www.myspace.com/santogold santigold

[gizmocrate-werecrow]

What to do when you are a leafling: my annoying friend.

(Ah the dilemma of wanting to Write more olimin chapters and wanting to write corps chapters.)

Dingo watched as the S.S. Beagle flew away alongside the onion. Pom offered him to come along with her but it just wasn't his thing. Dingo could feel a smile crawl onto his face as he walked away. 

DANDORI DANDORI DANDORI! WE SHALL ALWAYS DANDORI AND–

“SHUT UP!” Dingo screamed, everyone, even Shepherd, looked at him in shock. Dingo cringed to himself and could feel the thoughts subsiding once more. He silently prepared himself as Erma walked up to him. Dingo started to run. He climbed onto a rock and started to cry.

He could feel the thoughts coming back to him in a blast. Nothing but Dandori, he had to organize and save time, he had to…

“Hey? Are you okay Dingo?”

Dingo looked around and picked up Jack.

“N-no. I made a fool of myself. How come i seem to be the only one to resist the…well…the thoughts”

“The Connection meant to be like your comms man. We talk to each other and relay messages. So we can cooperate and survive. It's meant to keep us alive.” Jack chirruped. They held the toothpick with happy noises and did a few stabbing motions.

“Wait a moment, does that mean the Dandori thing isn't normal?”

“Dandori thoughts is a normal thing but at this strength. Does this mean someone is messing with it?” Jack said and tilted their head in curiosity. 

Dingo let out a long sigh. The thoughts slipped into his mind again. Begging him to simply do Dandori, find a cave, find a bunch of Pikmin and be a Dandori practitioner. Maybe he should give up…yeah that sounded great to do…Dandori…he should Dandori all the time.

“Dingo? If you’ve got any problems, let me know.” a voice said. Dingo could feel himself blush again, it was Erma again, what should he say? He looked up to see Erma’s lovely blue eyes. He could feel the Dandori thoughts slip away as he looked at her.

“I’ll let you kn-kn-know.” Dingo managed to stammer out before he felt faint, no he should keep himself awake. No screw it! He needed to tell her, he needed to tell her everything!

“You want to know what happened to me. I’ll tell you, it all started when Bernard and I crashed in a place with giant pink flowered trees.” 

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Bernard wandered around the camp in a daze. The thoughts in his head he knew weren't his. But no matter how hard he tried, it seemed he couldn't reel them into his own sanity. Dandori is fun and the most efficient way to live life. If others were like him then maybe he would have not crashed. He never crashed in his life until now. 

“Santi…friend…why don't we…when the ONION lands…you get someone…and let them embrace DANDORI!” Bernard declared.

“Why–” Santi started

“Because if we make them embrace DANDORI…we can save everyone…if I did DANDORI earlier…the ship…wouldn't crash.”

Santi raised an eyebrow, as annoying as Bernard was, this was completely not his thing. 35 years of dealing with, avoiding and getting annoyed by Bernard has made him familiar with the positive ace pilot. 

“Bernard, are you okay?” Santi said with a hint of hesitation in his voice while light chittering began to echo in his head.

“I'm fine SANTI, I crashed the ship...I…” Bernard started, he hugged Santi tightly. Soft sobs began to sound from the pilot. Santi quietly dragged Bernard away from the general area around the base and to the rock. Oleander was sitting there and kicking their legs while Santi sat Bernard down. 

“Who is that?” Oleander said, coughing a bit of poison out.

“My rival…It’s okay…You can talk to me…Like you always do.” 

“Can you play your flute…for me?” Bernard weakly asked. He looked up with a smile as Santi took the frost covered flute out of his pack. Santi took a deep breath and began to play. Soft music danced around the air, bewitching the ears of those nearby. The thoughts in his head seemed to slip back into only his own. The soft whisperings of Dandori now seemed like a bad dream rather than a horrible reality. Bernard looked up with some sense of a smile on his face. 

“That…feels a bit better….I don't know what came over me.”

“No worries Bernard we’re…ack…Best friends after all.” Santi said with a pained smile that had a hint of warmth to it.

(my idea is that even though Santi finds Bernard annoying due to the whole fate thing. He still cares for Bernard…a little. While Bernard sees him as a genuine friend.)

[sewnwithfate]

When you start to hyperfixate on something with a really small fan base and little to no new content, leaving you with that sort of restless kinetic energy feeling until you find something new that gives you the same dopamine rush<<<<

[capuccinodoll]

Welcome, I'm Augustine—your typical literature student ˙⋆✮ 

You can find me reading, watching movies, daydreaming staring at the wall or lately writing smut. It doesn't matter, any of those activities, I'll do them for hours.

This is a +18 space. Minors DO NOT interact!

MASTERLIST:

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Before the sun hits (paused) Running from a secret personal failure, you can feel nothing but joy when your parents invite you to spend the holidays away from Austin; in the white, cold town of Canmore, Canada. It won't be hard to distract yourself from all the city drama surrounded by beautiful snowy landscapes and fresh air, hot sweet drinks and warm beds, classic movies, romantic comedies and… Joel Miller, your dad's best friend, who has also been invited against his will. WC: 27.1K

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The boyfriend act All you wanted was to get to Austin, but instead of your brother, it’s Frankie —Santi’s best friend, the one you can barely stand— who shows up in Dallas. He’s just doing your brother a favor, but the trip takes an unexpected turn when a stop puts you face to face with your ex — the guy who broke your heart three months ago and is now about to get married. Out of pride, you blurt out a lie: Frankie is your boyfriend. Surprised but willing to play along, he agrees, with one condition — you must accompany him to his mother’s birthday. His plan? Dodge his family’s meddling and their endless matchmaking schemes. WC: 14.3K

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