#anyway stream east jesus nowhere

[odetokeons]

i love the band ghost

[doc-pickles]

let me take your hand, i’ll make it right (swear to love you all my life)

What if I just.... dropped my Jolex fanfic here 👀 I wrote a fix it fic after 16x16 and this is it. Also posted to AO3 but there's not enough fic content on this hellhole of a website.

Also if you wanted to.... send me Jolex prompts.... I wouldn't hate that.....

Jo had thought that during her long nights and endless shifts as an intern that she had learned the meaning of the word tired. Naively, she had assumed that the 36 hours on call and the 7-hour surgeries were the worst her body could give her. But now that she was an attending, and a pregnant one at that, Jo could honestly say that she had never been so tired. 

The tunnels seemed to be her only source of relief lately, a quiet area of the hospital where she could sleep soundly while on call. Even if her back was aching and she had to spend 30 minutes getting comfortable, the tunnels offered Jo the best chance at sleep she could muster. 

While her loft was only a 15 minutes drive from Grey Sloan and perfect for on call nights, Jo couldn’t bring herself to stay there for long periods of time. Everything reminded her of Alex. The couch they had picked out together, the bookshelf he had built, the dresser still full of his clothes. Jo may not be comfortable sleeping at the hospital, but it gave her peace of mind, something she needed greatly at almost eight months pregnant. 

It was almost 5 AM when she got her first page of the day. Jo had been able to sleep for a full uninterrupted four hours, longer than usual for an overnight shift. She only had an hour left of her shift, something she was thankful for since it would be her day off after that. Her body was aching and she knew she would have to go back to the loft to shower properly and rest in a bed that wasn’t a gurney. Her pager directed her to the East Wing, so off she went. 

The halls were still quiet, Jo’s slow and heavy footsteps echoing as she went on her way. The first few hours of the morning were some of her favorites, the quiet that lay over the hospital comforting in more than one way. During the day, the hustle and bustle of surgeons and patients could become overwhelming. It was a breath of fresh air to be able to hear herself think as she walked the halls. 

As she rounded the corner and came up on the East Wing, Jo saw Meredith standing in front of one of the conference rooms on the floor. The blinds were drawn so she couldn’t see in, but it seemed like Meredith was guarding whatever was inside. 

“Hey,” Jo breathed out, stopping in front of Meredith. Her right hand came up to her stomach, pushing down the foot that tried to kick up at her. “What’re you doing here? I thought you were off today.”

“Yeah well, something came up,” Meredith shrugged, her hands fidgeting in front of her. She seemed nervous, something that Jo rarely saw from her. “I need to show you something. Or tell you something. Either way it’s important.”

Jo nodded at her, but furrowed her brow. She was becoming more and more confused as Meredith spoke. Sure, the older woman could be cryptic and sometimes a little vague, but her expression and tone of voice were starting to freak Jo out. 

“Jo, I need you to keep an open mind, just listen without acting,” Meredith’s voice was calm as she backed up towards the conference room door. “Just… go in here and I promise everything will be explained, okay?”

“What’s going on? Can’t you just tell me,” Jo’s crosses her arms impatiently as she stared at Meredith. “You guys already threw me a surprise baby shower and it’s 5 AM so now I’m getting worried.”

“Just go in, please. Trust me on this one,” Meredith placed her hand on Jo’s shoulder as she opened the door. 

The room was fairly dark with the lights dimmed and the blinds drawn. But the figure across the large table was easily identifiable to Jo. Her stomach clenched uneasily as she stared at the man sitting in front of her. He looked tired and sad, worse for wear but still the man she knew. 

“Alex,” Jo’s voice was low, barely a whisper. She gripped the chair in front of her to keep herself standing and not in a puddle on the ground. “What’re you doing here? Shouldn’t you be in Kansas?”

“I was never in Kansas,” the sound of his voice after months of silence makes Jo’s heart swell. A swift kick to her side told her that her baby was listening in too, eager to hear her father's voice. As angry as she is at him, she still loved Alex. “Jo, please you gotta listen to me. I didn’t wanna leave I swear.”

The anger and sadness that Jo had felt for the past seven months finally overflowed. How dare Alex walk in here and try to make everything okay again! Jo had been on her own, going through a rough pregnancy and the aftermath of a divorce by herself. And if that wasn’t enough, she was working in the world’s largest gossip hub while Alex was in the middle of nowhere with his estranged ex wife.

“You did leave though Alex! You left me and you wrote me a freaking letter,” Jo’s voice was loud and emotional, the tears streaming down her face not helping her to stay composed. “You left me and I can’t even go home without thinking of you so I sleep here. I spent the first two months after you left throwing up between patients begging God or anyone to bring you back to me. I’ve cried myself to sleep for seven months and gone to every appointment on my own and done it all by myself. So no, you do not get to walk back in like everything is fine!”

Alex stared at Jo, his eyes taking her in all over again. She was glowing, even in her anger she had a distinct pregnancy glow about her. Meredith had told him about his impending fatherhood on the drive over, just to make sure he didn’t flip out the first moment he saw Jo again. He knew she was angry and upset with him, she had every right to be mad. But right then, Alex wanted nothing more than to hold Jo in his arms and feel their child kicking. He knew he had more explaining he needed to do before Jo would let him do that. 

“Jo,” Alex looked into her watery eyes. “Please give me two minutes to explain. It’s not what you think and I promise I have a good reason.”

“There’s not any excuse I would listen to from you, Alex,” the words barely slipped out of Jo’s mouth before she doubled over, a gasp of pain escaping her as one hand pressed against her stomach. “Oh Jesus, that hurts.”

Alex was up before she could say anything to stop him, rounding the table and standing next to Jo. Her grip on the chair was turning her knuckles white and the tears tracking down her face were from a physical pain now. Alex reached a hand out to help her, but she gave him a look that was dripping with venom and anger.

“Lemme look at you, Jo,” Alex’s voice was calm and quiet as Jo breathed out loudly, ready to fight him on it. “Just let me look at you as a doctor, okay? I just wanna make sure the baby is alright, please?” 

Jo finally nodded, her body gladly falling into the chair Alex had pulled out. She was still leaning over, small whimpers coming out of her as she tried to stop her child’s erratic movements. Alex moved his hands quickly to Jo’s stomach, pressing against it as he looked up at her. He figured now would be a good time as any to explain everything to her. 

“I was at Pac North and I was running downstairs to get supplies for the OR. I walked into the basement and found one of my surgeons being held at gunpoint and operating on a GSW victim,” Alex moved his eyes from Jo’s face back to her stomach. A strong kick met his right hand and Alex realized it was his child was trying to say hello to him. “It was a whole gun smuggling operation, one of my doctors and I happened to stumble upon it. Anyways, they started threatening me and the other guy, the police got involved, and they made me go into hiding until the trial. I had a huge target on my head, Jo, these people were gonna kill me because I saw an illegal surgery. 

“So they put me into WITSEC but someone wouldn’t stop calling or texting, so I had to write you that letter. I had to find something that was so ridiculous that you would stop trying to find me,” Alex moved one hand up to Jo’s face, his thumb brushing off the tears from her cheek. She was crying in earnest now and Alex couldn’t tell if it was from him or the baby. “I’m so sorry I left you Jo, but I couldn’t risk you getting hurt because of what happened. I know you don’t agree with me, but I was trying to protect you. And now I’m really glad I didn’t take you with me, I would’ve died if something happened to you or this baby.”

“So you really didn’t want to leave me,” Jo sniffled, a small laugh slipping out. “I almost drove to freaking Kansas to beat you up and bring you back. God I can’t believe any of this.”

“Baby’s fine by the way, you’re not contracting so I think they were just mad at the volume change,” Alex pressed his hand back to Jo’s stomach, another kick greeting him. “I’m sorry I missed all of this, I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m never going to stop apologizing for what I put you through. You know I would’ve been here if I could.”

Jo began crying again at Alex’s words, her arms reaching out to hug him close to her. The anger and the sadness she had clung to for the past few months vanished as she held onto Alex. None of it mattered anymore because he was here and he wasn’t dead and he would be able to meet their baby and they’d raise her together. 

“Can we go home now? I really wanna sleep in our bed,” Jo sniffled as she looked up at Alex. She wanted nothing more now than to go back to the loft and curl up with him. “And your daughter is craving a cheeseburger at 5 AM.” 

“Should’ve known she was a girl when she kicked me that hard,” Alex leaned down and pressed his forehead to Jo’s. “I’m sorry about all of this, are we okay?”

Jo nodded and pulled Alex down towards her, their lips colliding in a kiss that neither realized they had missed so much. 

“So,” Jo pulled away from Alex and ran her fingers through his hair. It had grown longer since she’d last seen him. “Do you think that the third time's the charm works for marriages too?”

[confessinbouthanson]

“ an open letter to everyone about zac

i just found out about this a few days ago, i have looked at the twitter account that posted screenshots, i have been to the reddit. and i feel like i must still be missing something? nowhere did i see anything like  f**k n******s /jews/trans people ect. i saw a lot of republican support and gun humor…that were posted on his PRIVATE ACCOUNTS .         there WILL be people in this world who do out and do and say things that offend YOU. be an adult and move on. dont stalk, shame, harass or start an online rampage on 3 websites causing the person involved to turn off comments and his wife to straight up leave. who do YOU people think you are? you think you have the right to do that because youve been a ‘fan’ since '97 so your entitled to bash him?   because hes a celebrity? hes  still human he has the right to privacy and makes mistakes.if your so offended they didnt post blm or anything like that guess what alot of other celebrities and bands didnt eaither. some people dont want to post anything about it because its very controversial and last i checked hanson is not about contravercy. zac stated the bitter truth him posting blm will not stop it from happening again, just like celebrities donating money wont stop it. the way this generation of kids are raised will and so will changing laws .thats it.          he didnt makes those memes he reposted them. they have been on the internet forever alot of other people reposted them too. again most of what i saw was gun humor and republican support ect.  not for everyone. some people are die hard republicans and will vote for the candidate   JUST because they want their party to win, does not matter who it is or what they stand for. you cant just say oh hes a trump supporter so hes racist. you sound so ignorant. people want to twist things and make things much bigger than they are.if i missed a post saying n******rs and je*s /tans gays ect suck and need to die or anything along those lines please share id love to see. and all of you saying how can kate put up with him ect and how their first few years were shaky, post proof of that too.  how the hell would you know what goes on behind closed doors?do you live with them?  even if they did have a rough start, every relationship has growing pains esp when you are young.    everyone who is a 'fanson’ should already know   blues, jazz motown-mostly black artists were huge influence on hanson. they have worked with many black aritsts.  just like anyone who is a 'fanson’ should know they  are DEVOUT greek  orthodox christians. ie: very very oldschool stream of Christianity that follows the OLD testiment, basic Christianity follows the new testimate ie: living through the example of jesus , jesus loves everyone gay straight black white ect  look into it, the believes ect. its their right to live that way if thats what they choose to do, alot of religions do look down on gays trans ect and truely belive you will go to hell for it    because the way  the testimate is written and translated. very duggar esq. some strains of that dont even allow the women to wear pants  and you can only eat certain foods on certain days ect.  again if thats his beliefs thats his beliefs.not everyone supports those lifestyles just because the internet popularized them. hell mainstream tv was sill making stereotype jokes about gays up until like 6 years ago. i saw no uproar online about celebrities that follow kabballah (the red bracelets) no half of you dont even know what that REALLY is,  no you just wear the bracelet because its trendy and your fav celeb  wears it.  im  not even gonna sit here and be all like 'well he is from oklahoma and alot of people are biggots there'  because guess what? its like that everywhere. ive lived all over the country and it is like that in small towns and large citys. north south east west. and kate posting things on her ig about not supporting planned parenthood,  well although they do offer many medical services they also preform abortions.  again religious  and republican people have a very big issue with that. and shes from ga so maybe she had family that were confederate soldiers which is why she said save the flag.                               im not saying this is right or not disgusting, im saying there are all kinds of people in the world and you CAN NOT hate, harass, bully ect someone because they dont believe the same stuff you do. it does not matter they are a celebrity   dont even go there with them having a 'responsibility’ the ONLY thing they are responsible for is what made them famous-making music. you guys went out of your way to stalk him and invade his privacy, you had a certain image of him in your minds and put him on a pedestal and when he proved it to be wrong, now your pissed off. you all need to grow the fuck up. what are you gonna go through life bashing everyone that does not  drop their beliefs for whats socially popular? posting memes does not mean hes a straight up ass in person to people that are black, gay, trans, fat ect. actions speak louder than words. i dont care for the movie american hisotry x  because most of it is very racist and violent, but the MESSAGE of the movie  shows that a person can be involved in a group, live a certain way, believe certain things to the point where the inflict DEATH on someone and tattoo their entire body with racist tattoos,  but then change  their lives and be remorseful once they break free. its like a drug addict. if you hang around the same group of people, do not change your contact info, no matter how hard your desperately want to get sober, you wont. because you need to change your lifestyle . it is absolutely no secret that walker and diana dictate all those kids lives, everything about them, including who they married. the guys and the girls. walker worked with natalies  family member, not directly but they were contacts, they met  they had similar  beliefes, and had $$$$$  kates family also has $$$$$$  so does everyone elce that married into that family . unless your rich and have similar lifestyle you never had a chance girls. youd have to be preapproved by mom and dad. dont you think its odd zac never had a girlfriend that was  the friend of one of his brothers? marrion , kate and another girl who im not even gonna mention because honestly none of you know who she is anyway lol.

it takes all kinds of people in this world. if you like their music you like their music. half the celebrities musicians youlook up to and admire have EXTREMELY different lives behind closed doors and because you dont know about it its fine.  what they do at the end of the day  in private is up to them . just like what you do is up to you are you people prefect? i doubt it.”

[medicatemedrmccoy]

Bite Me - Ch. 13

Oh goodness, what a ride these past couple chapters, am I right? Our poor, poor Jim as finally made it back to his little coven, back to safety, thank goodness. After the last crazy couple chapters, this one is a kind of slow one, hopefully you guys still enjoy it!

Leonard McCoy x Jim Kirk - Vampire AU

2,253 word(s)

Warnings: none? Still a little blood

“Are you sure that was James?” Marco asked as he ran normal speed so he could talk to Leonard, heading down the hall and out the security door.

“Definitely sure, who else would it be? Who else knows where we are? Or how where the pin pad is?” Leonard asked impatiently as he ran after Marco, trying to keep up. Lorcan was called to help as well and reluctantly stayed behind and started prepping what little medical supplies they had.

“We can never be too careful, especially now with not knowing exactly what’s going on.” Marco replied, slightly annoyed, he just wanted a simple yes or no answer.

The two ran down the small tunnel road, finally making it to the outside door. Marco quickly typed in the code, causing the door to unlock and slide open. The smell of blood hit Marco like a ton of bricks, it didn’t take any time at all before he spotted Jim laying in his blood soaked clothing, his blood loss causing his bleeding to slow down to barely even a trickle.

“Oh my god, what the actual fuck?” Leonard asked completely appalled and in shock as he stared over at where Jim lay. He had seen some pretty serious injuries but this was a whole new level, he had yet to seen someone so completely soaked in blood, he hated to imagine what was under all that gauze.

“Lycans.” Marco growled lowly, eyes narrowing as he glared into the tree line, making sure Jim wasn’t followed, but he saw nor smelled anything amiss. He grabbed under Jim’s arms as gently as he could, hoisting him up easily. Jim whined softly in his semi unconscious state as Marco shifted his weight around. Leonard’s heart gave a twinge at the sound, the poor kid, Leonard couldn’t help but feel extremely guilty.

“Quickly, let’s go.” Marco ordered to Leonard, snapping the brunette out of his thoughts. Leonard turned and hurried after Marco, even carrying Jim’s dead weight, Marco still out paced him. They made it back to the second door, Marco adjusted his grip and used some of Jim’s blood to open the door and made their way quickly inside.

Leonard followed Marco as he snaked his way down the hallways quickly, rounding the final corner and into the small medical room. Lorcan stood quietly in the room, going over supplies, quickly making way for the two as they barged in the door.

“This is your medical room?” Leonard asked skeptically, eyeing the room, it was practically bare. There was a metal table, a few instruments and a couple basic necessities, but that was it.

“I’m sorry our setup isn’t as adequate or elaborate as you’re used to, doctor. We don’t normally require extensive medical care, but surely someone of your medicinal caliber can make due. Now, where do you want him?” Lorcan spat, getting annoyed at Leonard’s seemingly superior attitude.

“Where do I… I don’t…” Leonard began the question and tried to protest but it died in his throat. Sure he was a doctor but he was a human doctor, he didn’t know anything about vampires and their anatomy, he had no idea how their bodies even worked.

“Yes, you. You’re the doctor here. Jim has these injuries because he’s trying to help you, the least you can do is try to help him.” Marco said, slightly exasperated but with no where near the same bite as Lorcan, more annoyed that Leonard was standing around confused and wasting valuable time.

“Yeah, yeah okay, you’re right. Lay him on the table on his side, whichever side is easiest.” Leonard said, snapping out of his slight daze. Marco was right, Jim had risked his life to find answers for him, he owed him this much.

Marco lifted Jim up easily on the table and laid him gently on his side. Jim didn’t make a sound this time, nor did he move, which worried Leonard even more.

Frowning, Leonard made his way through the cabinets and tried to find anything that Lorcan might have missed, much to the vampires disapproval. Thankfully most of it was already set out, at least what he would need right away, he quickly put the meager supplies on a small tray and wheeled it over to the table.

Leonard lifted Jim’s eyelid real quick to check his pupils, but his eyes were rolled in the back of his head. Leonard didn’t really expect anything different but it didn’t stop him from cursing while he quickly put on a pair of gloves.

Leonard then grabbed a small pair of scissors and quickly started cutting away at Jim’s gauze. It was slow going, the gauze was soaked and some had dried to Jim’s skin in places. Leonard began pulling as gently as he could, peeling off the gauze on Jim’s front. Marco and Lorcan watched silently from the corner as Leonard worked.

The two stab wounds weren’t very wide, but they were  deep so Leonard cleaned the outside and inside of the area the best he could, then slowly took his sutures and needle and began stitching Jim’s poor battered body back together the best he could. After Leonard was satisfied with his stitching, he dressed them with some ointment and fresh gauze.

Leonard decided that laying Jim on his stomach would be the best and easiest way for him to access his back. Gently, Leonard rolled Jim the rest of the way over on his stomach, he was thankful the kid was still out cold of it or he’d be very uncomfortable.

Leonard’s heart and stomach sank as he gently pulled back the gauze on Jim’s back, it had started to weep blood again slowly as soon as the gauze was removed, he had never seen skin so absolutely torn to shreds. There was nothing he could do for Jim’s back, there was nowhere to even begin to suture, his back was too chewed and it would be no use, the only thing he could do would be to clean it the best he could and wrap it back up.

“Jesus why is he still bleeding? It should have stopped a long time ago, there’s practically nothing left.” Leonard asked confused as he watched Jim’s blood ooze slowly down his back. Marco stepped up closer to Jim, taking a finger and dipping it into Jim’s blood, dabbing it on his tongue, quickly spitting it back onto the floor. Leonard looked at Marco a little shocked, confused, and a little disgusted at what he just saw.

“Silver.” Marco spat, fangs quickly dropping from their hiding spots in anger. “Those sons of bitches, I will end them.”

“So what does…?” Leonard began to ask as he slowly and carefully removed the rest of the soiled gauze from Jim’s back.

“Silver; deathly lethal to lycans, only a slight nuisance to us, unless in this case, they use enough of it for torture. It will keep us from healing in large doses and will have to be diluted in our blood stream before we can begin our healing process.” Marco answered Leonard’s unasked question as he examined Jim’s wounds carefully.

“Do you have any blood here? Jim’s going to need it, probably a lot of it.” Leonard asked, his gaze never leaving Jim as he began cleaning up and disinfecting his back the best he could.

“No, we don’t.” Marco answered solemnly, fangs slowly retreating back where they came. “The cooler lines froze over and busted without someone here to care for them, all of the blood we had stored here is ruined, we need more.”

“Do either of you know Mercy hospital back in the town we left?” Leonard asked, he knew it was a long shot and they were roughly four hours away but he didn’t know much else to do, he didn’t know where they were or what other hospitals were in the area.

“I do.” Lorcan said simply as he slinked from the corner of the room and stood next to his brother, still eyeing Leonard with contempt.

“Good. There's an elevator on the East wing that goes down the the lower basement, it’s where we keep a lot of the extra blood bags for emergencies. They won’t be missed, a lot of times they end up going to waste anyway, there’s usually no one watching it this late at night.” Leonard said as he moved to a new section of Jim’s back, cleaning it and removing debris as gingerly as he could.

“I’ll go, Lorcan.” Marco tried to volunteer instead as he stood up straight and began to leave the room. Leonard wanted to stop Marco from going, but he wasn’t sure how without offending Lorcan, the last thing he wanted was to be stuck for however long with a vampire that seemed to hate his guts for whatever reason.

“No, I’ll go, you know I’m the faster of us and the most stealthy.” Lorcan said with finality, taking Leonard completely by surprise at the offer. Leonard thanked his lucky stars that Lorcan had volunteered, and tried to add to the reasons why Lorcan should go instead.

“Look, Jim doesn’t have a lot of time, so please Lorcan, if you know of the hospital, go and get whatever you can. Marco, I need you here to help me.” Leonard said as a gentle order, trying not to offend them, but he just needed them to get some blood.

“What do you need help with?” Marco asked, admitting defeat as he eyed his brother, nodding softly at him as Lorcan blurred silently out the room.

“I don’t know how vampires work exactly, but all I know is that Jim can’t stay like this, he needs blood right? To heal?” Leonard said quickly as he finished cleaning the last of Jim’s wounds that he could manage and began bandaging his back up. Marco nodded at Leonard, confirming his assessment.

“Well then let’s give Jim some blood.” Leonard said as he lifted up an empty IV bag and needle.

“What are you…” Marco asked absently, not really believing that Leonard was serious about actually giving Jim some of his blood.

“Well he needs blood right? And it might be awhile before Lorcan gets back, so we can at least get started. I need you to help me get the area cleaned up a bit while I do this.” Leonard said as he started throwing away Jim’s old bandages in a trash bag.

“Are you sure about this?” Marco asked questioningly as he held the bag while Leonard prepped his arm with some alcohol and a tourniquet. Even though Marco felt like he owed it to Jim, it was still a big decision to offer Jim up some of his blood, an offer that took Leonard up a couple notches in Marco’s book.

“I owe him, unless there’s a reason why I shouldn’t?” Leonard asked, eyes glancing up at Marco as he paused, needle in hand, before he tried to find a vein.

“No, it shouldn’t be any different than Jim feeding from someone.” Marco said thoughtfully while he shook his head gently, not seeing any harm in the gesture.  

Leonard nodded as he found a vein and plunged the needle through his skin. Wincing, he taped the needle in place and unclamped the line, his blood starting to flow freely into the IV bag. Leonard took the bag from Marco and sat it in a chair as he stood, letting gravity help him.

Marco began cleaning up the rest of the gauze,  hunted down some towels to help clean up the mess. Once satisfied that the room was as clean as it was going to get for the time being, Marco stood quietly in place, like a silent sentry watching guard.

The two of them chose not to talk anymore, but both watched Jim’s shallowed and labored breathing, both lost in their own thoughts on the matter. Leonard beating himself up for allowing someone to go off and get themselves hurt on his behalf, even if they were a vampire.

Once the bag was reasonably full, Leonard unclipped the bag and set it aside, and slowly took the needle out of his arm. Leonard took in a sharp breath as the needle came out, leaving a small trail of blood trickling down his arm. Marco immediately went rigid where he stood, Leonard didn’t fail to notice.

“Are you okay?” Leonard asked warily as he quickly got some alcohol and cleaned up his blood on his arm, keeping an eye on Marco as he hooked the bag up to Jim’s IV and let the blood flow into the blondes arm.

“I… yes, I think so? It’s just your blood… I can’t describe it. I do hope Jim has found some kind of answers.” Marco said, shaking his head, trying to get the smell of Leonard’s blood out of his nose. “Until we know what’s going on, I should take my leave, just in case. I’ll go clean up Jim’s blood trail and wait for Lorcan, best of luck.”

Leonard nodded at Marco as he turned around to leave, finishing wiping up his arm. His curiosity was increasing, what smelled funny about his blood? He had plenty of blood work done in his time and everything had come back normal, what was it? Leonard looked over at Jim lying on the table, breathing still shallow and ragged, his skin still pale and clammy, he certainly hoped that Jim found some answers to make all of this worth it.

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[savetopnow]

2018-03-18 13 MUSIC now

MUSIC

Brooklyn Vegan

Rae Sremmurd played a surprise set at FADER Fort SXSW (pics)

Lost Weekend SXSW day 2 pics: Leikeli47, Hop Along, Tyler Childers, Hinds, more

What's going on Saturday?

Shelter announce tour with Dave Smalley's band Don't Sleep

tours announced: Candiria, The English Beat, POPTONE, The Front Bottoms, more

Consquence of Sound

The Roots cancel SXSW performance following bomb threat

Hannibal Buress kicked off stage at Loyola University after joking about priests molesting kids

Drake hops on remix of N.E.R.D. and Rihanna’s “Lemon”: Stream

Porno For Pyros to reunite at Perry Farrell’s bonkers Las Vegas attraction

Albert Hammond Jr. on Meet Me in the Bathroom: “The media has fun creating their own stories”

Fact Magazine

Yo La Tengo stage a peaceful protest with soothing new album There’s A Riot Going On

Inga Copeland releases new Lolina album The Smoke

Visit MJ Cole’s gin factory-turned-studio in east London

Influential South African artist DJ Spoko has died, aged 35

Behringer shares prototype of Sequential Circuits Pro-One synth clone

Fluxblog

The Sun In Your Cold World

Took Me For A Ride

At My Leisure

What Is This Force

Hopes Or Holidays

Idolator

She’s Coming! Tinashe Announces ‘Joyride’ Release Date, Unveils Cover

PRETTYMUCH Have A Massive Pop Moment With “Healthy”

Demi Lovato Helps Q-Tip Put A Unique Spin On Elton John’s “Don’t Go Breaking My Heart”

The Driver Era Talk “Preacher Man,” New Direction & Innovation: Interview

Troye Sivan Delivers A Chic “My My My!” Performance For ‘Jimmy Fallon’

Listen to This

Just a thank you to all who share [discussion]

Howie Lee - "Bankers" [electronic/experimental] (2017)

Brendon Small - The Hammer [Metal/Melodic Death Metal]

Casiopea - Take Me [Japanese funk] (1982)

Kai Straw - Pinocchio: A Solilquy [hip-hop]

Popjustice

Saluting the artwork for PRETTYMUCH’s Healthy

Louisa Johnson interview: “We went, ‘oh, fuck it, let’s just get drunk’”

Popjustice’s Spring Statement: Key Points

New Music Friday: Vera Blue’s Lady Powers are still strong

New Music Friday: When it’s time to put Andrew WK at the top of the playlist it’s time to put Andrew WK at the top of the playlist hard

Reddit Music

Wes Yee - I'm Still Here [Hip Hop] (2018)

Vitas - The 7th Element [operatic pop]

Woody Guthrie - This Land is Your Land [Country]

How to gather a crowd in less than 30 seconds! - Street Piano [Classical]

Chris Cornell - Like a Stone Acoustic Live [Rock/Grunge]

Rolling Stone

The Roots' SXSW Show Canceled After Bomb Threat

Hear Eminem's Studio Version of NRA-Slamming 'Nowhere Fast'

Watch Keith Richards, Mavis Staples Highlight Love Rocks NYC Benefit

Aretha Franklin Cancels Upcoming Concerts on Doctor's Orders

Mike Gordon: Five Songs That Transported Me

Slipped Disc

British Council responds to being shut down in Russia

A concert hall is named after Jesus Lopez Cobos

LA violinist accuses musicians union of victimising her

Vivaldi hated the viola

I was saving this music for the afterlife

Spotify Blog

Spotify Launches Self-Serve Advertising Platform in the UK and Canada

Spotify Announces Launch of Line-In

John Hancock and Spotify Give Runners Everywhere Access to Custom Playlists and Tips from Some of the World’s Fastest Marathoners

Spotify Kicks off Women’s History Month with the Launch of ‘Amplify,’ a New Hub Spotlighting Causes & Community Voices

Spotify’s Electrifying Concert Series “RapCaviar Live” Returns with a New Tour Lineup featuring Migos, 2 Chainz, Tory Lanez, DJ Mustard, Lil Pump, and more

We Are the Music Makers

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What do you guys think the best "Half Time" Trap type VST is? Gross Beat? HalfTime? etc.