#aussie psych

[spilladabalia]

The Morloch - Time Machine

[coffeejoshy]

Australia’s grim troupe of psych-rockers make a triumphant return to their eco-metal era.

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King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard to headline Wide Awake 2024 | Juno Daily

Aussie psyche heroes head to Brockwell Park King Gizzard & The Lizard Wizard have been announced as headliners of next year’s Wide Awake festival. The Australian psyche band are the first act confirmed for the festival, held in Brockwell Park, Brixton, South London, on May 25. The announcement comes fresh from the scheduling of their 25th studio album, The Silver Cord, set for release at the and…

[jyunism]

[ricciardo133]

July 2018

maxiel, Daniel genderswap, pining, drunken hook-up alluded to

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Max wakes up slowly, feeling a girl cling to his side in the hotel bed. He can't remember Daniel and him inviting girls over to their shared room to unwind after Silverstone, but they did drink an inadvisable amount. Daniel had drank some noxiously sweet wine that some fan had gifted him. Idiotic, Max had thought. Max stuck to gin, a drink that normally doesn't leave him feeling this discombobulated. He feels wrecked, sore, and achy. He doesn't even feel ready to open his eyes.

The woman beside him stretches and sighs. "Rough night, eh, Maxy?" she says in a familiar Australian lit.

They both freeze.

Max sits up, slapping around the hotel lamp until he finds the switch. He stares wide-eyed at the woman lying beside him, her mass of dark curls against tan skin. Her wide, familiar eyes with that distinctive nose set between. Her hands are flung over her mouth, but Max can still see the right tattoos in the right places, only against different curves.

He glances down at perky, bare tits and soft, wide hips, and then back up in embarrassed shock.

"Daniel?"

"Yeah."

"You're a girl."

"So I've noticed."

Max gets up, starkly aware of his own nudity. He fumbles in the morning light for clothes, glancing at his reflection in the mirror as he pulls on a pair of sweatpants.

He's still quite himself, but the hickeys are new. He didn't know his face could feel this hot. He mentally feels memories from last night brush against his psyche in frustratingly fleeting snippets. Biting down on soft thighs. Warmth and tightness. Hard nipples in his mouth. God, he thinks, we finally did it and I can't fucking remember shit.

He looks back, seeing Daniel is gone. He panics and hustles to the bathroom where not-Daniel-but-still-Daniel stands and assess his body.

"Wow, kinda thought girl-me would have a bigger rack."

"You're taking this well."

"Well, obviously, we're dreaming."

"Hm."

Daniel twists in his spot, watching his reflection as he gives his ass a smack. Max is immediately hard.

"Daniel."

"Max," he echoes with faux shock. "Relax, this is, like, a seriously vivid dream. A horny one at that. I think we boned last night."

Max can't utter a word. He just watches as Daniel feels up his own body, smaller hands drifting over smooth skin. His nails skate along his thigh's tattoos, upwards to drift along fine hair between his legs. Max squirms and feels anything but asleep.

"So real," Daniel whispers.

"Can you maybe put something on?" Max begs. Daniel cocks an eyebrow and smirks. Max feels unnerved seeing his expressions in a feminine font. Daniel's refreshing confidence always made Max feel... too much. Like if he wasn't careful, he could spill over with it all. Watching Daniel now fondle his chest, pressing the small mounds together as he assessed himself in the mirror, Max felt ready to burst.

And they fucked. He turns and heads out to the hotel room.

Life is cruel and this dream sucks and he wishes he could remember.

"Hey, Max, hey," Daniel soothes, coming up behind him and blessedly covered in a hotel towel. "I seriously think this can't be real. Just like...what's that DiCaprio film?"

"Huh? Inception?"

"Yeah, that one. Just a really, really good...weird dream."

"Okay, then hit me." Max walks up to Daniel. He's not used to being this much taller. He feels dizzy again with need, wanting nothing more than to pin the older Aussie down on the bed. To hike his soft yet strong legs over his shoulders. Maybe it'd be fine if they did it again, since it maybe is an impossible dream and Daniel's not a boy right now. Not that it mattered normally. Max didn't care, he just wanted to feel him all over again.

"What?" Daniel smiles, eyebrows knit in confusion.

"In dreams, that's how you wake up. Like, a kick to jolt you awake, right?"

"Oh, right. Yeah, we should wake up."

Max leans closer and turns his cheek.

"I'm not smacking you, Max. Here," Daniel takes Max's hand in his. All Max wants was to knit their fingers together, to feel the way his palm is finally bigger than Daniel's. "We'll do it to ourselves, okay?"

Daniel places Max's hand against his own cheek. He watches the gorgeous woman in front of him mirrors him, hand raised gently, fingertips against the curls that fall so, so long down to the middle of Daniel's back. He'd look so good with hair like that even as a boy. Max thinks to tell him this and stops himself.

"On three, yeah?"

"Okay."

Daniel counts down, in that singsong voice that's his but not his pitch. Max tries to commit it to memory as he gives himself a just-too-painful slap.

And nothing changes. The only thing that changes is now Daniel panics.

"Holy fucking shit, Max."

"Daniel-"

"This is real."

"We'll fix this," Max tries as Daniel starts tearing apart the hotel room. Max glances at the clock on the nightstand while Daniel goes on a heated search for something. "We don't have to leave for the flight for two hours."

Christ. He pictures telling their team anything. Daniel can still race, of course, Max thinks. He'll just need a new suit that fits better. And some adjustments to the car's seat fit. And a good PR statement that, yes, something impossible happened overnight but no worries we'll be set for Hockenheim so don't worry about how this happened.

"This!" Daniel says, leaping up to Max and putting a small card in his hand. "This is why! Read it. It came with the wine that hot girl gave me."

Max rolls his eyes and reads it. He narrows his gaze. "A change, temporary, good for two? What's that mean?"

"Beats me, but read it again. Temporary." He sighs, letting his head knock back. Max stares at the line of hickeys down Daniel's thinner neck, too faint. "I do kinda miss my dick."

"How does it feel?" Max asks despite himself. "To be a girl?"

"Good, I guess." Does Daniel press his thighs together reflexively, Max wonders. He feels pent up and horny again. "Like, I don't mind it, but it'll be hell to buy a whole new wardrobe," he attempts to joke through shaky laughs.

"Maybe that note meant 'two' like in two times," Max says, voice quiet.

All he can hear for a moment is the whirl of the hotel aircon. He watches Daniel's feminine frame, his big eyes and wet lips.

"Can you remember any of it?" Daniel asks, voice barely registering above the whirl.

"Not much."

"And it kinda doesn't count, right? Because I'm not really me right now, so its okay? And you don't mind?"

It can count, Max wants to beg. It can. It can be okay after, too. It can be okay all the time.

"I don't mind. You're hot as a girl." The last three words feel too final. Daniel's shoulders fall as he nods.

"Yeah, a stunner, huh? So, well, we'll take her for one last ride."

Finally, Daniel walks up and pushes Max onto the hotel bed. Max's mind reels as Daniel lets the towel drop. Two breasts in Max's face as he feels thighs straddle his waist. His hands fly up to trace eager lines up Daniel's spine and rake gentle tracks back down with his nails. They both shudder.

"Last time, right?" Daniel says between kisses down Max's neck. Max feels his eyes water. It doesn't have to be. But he doesn't say anything. He flips Daniel over on the bed, body tenting over the smaller frame. And this time, he focuses. He wants to make Daniel feel good. He wants to come inside. He wants to etch every moment deep in his mind, so he'll remember every gasp, every touch, every sigh.

[kilfeur]

Honnêtement l'histoire de l'extra terrestre me donne plus l'impression que ça a été la seule explication que Melinda a trouvé pour se rassurer et aussi expliquer le comportement de son mari. D'après elle, il aurait eu un changement radical qui l'a poussé à s'éloigner de ses proches ainsi que les autres. Mais quand il était gosse, il avait un discours assez similaire à celui qu'il avait face à Loid. Bon après peut être que quand il était gosse, c'était moins présent car on voyait que Donovan appréciait les cours d'Hendrick. Ce qui laissait supposer un certain attachement pour son professeur donc j'imagine que malgré ses propres idées, il était encore encore capable de s'attacher aux autres quand il était gamin. Mais que suite au changement radical qu'il a subit, il s'est renfermé sur lui même.

Quand au fait qu'il puisse lire les pensées des autres, je prends ça avec des pincettes. Melinda est dans une situation stressante, on voit bien que son mari la terrifie et qu'elle en est souffrante à cause de ça. De plus si on regarde bien, elle a des cernes montrant clairement une certaine fatigue mais un possible manque de sommeil l'empêchant de raisonner clairement. J'en ai parlé à mon ami et il m'a partagé qu'en ayant vu certains posts sur Melinda : Vu comment elle articule ses pensées, le nombre de fois qu'Anya a lu ses pensées, elles étaient contradictoires et chaotiques, sont justement le résultat de son mécanisme de défense ! Le souci, c'est que ça déglingue sa psyché par la même occasion. Ce qui en soit serait assez possible !

Honestly, the alien story gives me the impression that it was the only explanation Melinda could come up with to reassure herself and also explain her husband's behavior. According to her, he had undergone a radical change that led him to distance himself from his loved ones as well as others. But when he was a kid, he had a speech quite similar to the one he had in front of Loid. Well, maybe when he was a kid, it was less present, because we could see that Donovan enjoyed Hendrick's classes. Which suggested a certain attachment to his teacher, so I imagine that despite his own ideas, he was still capable of getting attached to others when he was a kid. But after the radical change he went through, he shut himself off.

As for the fact that he can read other people's minds, I take that with a grain of salt. Melinda is in a stressful situation, we can see that her husband terrifies her and that she is suffering because of it. What's more, if you look closely, she has dark circles around her eyes, clearly showing that she's not only tired, but possibly sleep-deprived and unable to think clearly. I spoke to my friend about this and he shared that having seen some of Melinda's posts: Given how she articulates her thoughts, the number of times Anya read her thoughts, they were contradictory and chaotic, are precisely the result of her defense mechanism! The problem is that it's messing up her psyche at the same time. Which in itself would be quite possible!

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[mikolovesracing]

silverstone’s a bitch

((::or in which lando knows that oscar is hurting after the british grand prix::))

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lando couldn’t lie, he was internally pretty psyched about being p3 in his home race, disappointed yes with the taste of victory burning at the back of his throat and disappating warily as he heard he was p3. he swallowed his pride and parked his mclaren next to hamilton’s mercedes and climbed out of the race car, immediately discarding his helmet and getting a breath of mostly fresh air mixed with burnt rubber and fuel. He looked around to collect himself and smiled at his mum who had come down from the stands and enveloped her son in a hug.

“wonderful job love, absolutely wonderful, you gave it all you had.” she whispered, lando sighed, pushing down the thoughts he actually wanted to say in that moment and smiled.

“thanks mum, i’m so sorry but i’m about to be pulled in six different directions, i love you, i’ll see you later.” he said having a kiss pressed to hid temple before grabbing the waterbottle off the pedestal and taking a long gulp, he could hear his team cheering and the obnoxious british crowd chanting lewis’ name like he hung the moon and part of him was incredibly distraught, to place third at his home race was eating at him from the inside and he held up a somewhat fake smile to the audience growing around him.

p3 isn’t bad lando, look on the bright side

lando noticed other drivers beginning to park their cars about the finish line and shook hands with several of them before getting a flash of black and papaya in the corner of his eye. he turned and saw oscar, still in his car, hands on the wheel, focused and unmoving, it looked more like a weird statue of oscar, any personality that shined through his helmet and firesuit was gone and lando immediately felt a pit of worry grow in his stomach. he jogged over to the other mclaren and tapped on the halo, then on his helmet when he didn’t respond. oscar’s body jolted and looked up at a smiling lando, putting a thumbs up and disconnecting his steering wheel, handing it to lando and beginning to get out of his car with a hand from the older mclaren driver.

oscar hopped down from the car and into lando’s arms which had a gentle but firm grip around his body that cleared away some of his frustrations that he felt about the race they just had, he wanted to lay down and have the fattest slice of pizza he could find. lando helped him pull off his helmet and balaclava and tossed them into his racecar, walking with the aussie to a cooldown space where there were strictly no cameras. lando pressed a kiss to his lovers cheek.

“excellent job love, p4 at silverstone isn’t bad at all! impressive actually.” lando remarked, kissing him again, but oscar looked empty, more than the normal post-race drain that lando was used to seeing and feeling himself, something in oscar just seemed wrong, “are you okay?”

oscar huffed and threw himself down on the sofa, pulling up his legs and putting his head down. lando could hear him silently crying to himself, deciding what the best option to do for oscar was in the next five minutes he had of freedom before he’d be forced to a media session. he sat down and placed a hand on oscar’s back, the other on his knee and rubbing small circles with the pad of his thumb. he pressed a kiss on oscar’s head and gently lifted his chin, wiping away the stray tears that littered his face.

“oscar, what’s wrong?” lando said gently. oscar chuckled a dry laugh and looked lando in his eyes, his stupid green eyes that made everything feel slightly more okay.

“do you think i’m a good driver?” oscar replied, his voice barely above a whisper. lando looked shocked and nodded furiously before taking both oscar’s hands, somewhat forcing him to look at him harder than what he already was. his heart hurt looking at oscar’s tear stained face and the driver of the 81 looked massively defeated, even for a p4.

“what? of course i think you’re a good driver! you have every potential lined up to win, hell you’ve scored points in almost every race this season, we’re definitely giving mercedes and ferrari a run for their money, you’re threatening on the track why would you think such a thing?” lando rambled, holding oscar closer.

“the team. zak. they prioritise you over me like i don’t exist, like i lack the potential that they want. it’s obvious you’re the better driver but sometimes, i dunno, i don’t feel like i even compare. i keep wondering to myself why am i here? why do they still keep me?”

“oscar, you give ME a run for my money, fucks sake babe, sometimes i feel like i have to fight you for podium, you’re an incredible driver love, i believe that whole heartedly. mclaren renewed your contract, you’re safe amore, you’re safe.”

“i’m not safe! no one in this sport is ever safe, look at checo, he’s low key fucked right now and they can replace me with pato at any minute if they wanted, guy’s incredible.”

“oscar, the chances of them putting pato in is slim to none, besides, he’s too focused on indycar right now. either way the point is they do like you and they value you. it’s why they renewed your contract, it’s why you’re here. you don’t become an f1 driver overnight, it’s a work in progress and if zak has kept you for this long, he sees something incredibly special in you,” lando kissed oscar on the cheek and held his face in his hand, “same way i see something special in you, osc, you are incredible on and off the track, you have to trust yourself, and honestly? fuck strategy today, they fucked you over and it wasn’t fair, hell you could have passed me, max and lewis at some point and stolen silverstone from him all together.”

“i’m sorry i’m throwing a literal temper tantrum, i’m just upset.” oscar apologized, wiping his own face and snuggling into his boyfriend’s side, taking in the odd mix of cologne and sweat. he realized in that moment that he hadn’t even congratulated lando on a p3 podium job well done and kissed on the older driver’s neck, “well on today, lan, you were incredible.”

“well if it helps you sleep at night, oscar, they fucked me over too, i shouldn’t have gone soft and we boxed at the wrong time, should have gone in far earlier, either of us could have won this fucking race. i swear, next year, i’m coming for blood.”

“silverstone’s a bitch babe, silverstone is a right bitch.”

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im bored and the power went out. also couldnt leave out pato after his FUCKING win this weekend that i got to watch live and in person, fuck yea for my boy pato🧡🖤

[labyrinthinehallow]

Friends I know it’s a reach in the sense that it’s not this deep in tf2s lore, but I think associating sniper with this song oughta happen more often. Can we give him this one

This could easily be me projecting more than I should. Being fake American AND fake Brazilian has done numbers on my psyche when it comes to the “come on LF don’t project onto this new character you like” challenge that I effortlessly fail every time, but Snipers “he’s Australian -> WELL he’s actually a New Zealander!” lore drop hit way harder than it was likely meant to.

*if you read more the alt texts are slightly important to my incessant rambling

To self indulge (something I am good at as a gluttonous product of man):

On one hand, the reveal of his nationality was a funny bit to play. We get the punchline, and then we move on and have something to draw funny art about. But on the other hand, I know anyone in the same boat would’ve gotten it as well, myself included; understanding the moments realization that you belong to two cultures, and yet you feel worthy of neither at the same time. The additional knowledge that you just aren’t quite like your peers growing up because of small differences that eventually mean nothing over time (this more for some than others, like Sniper himself). At least it clears up why you didn’t fit in as a child, but now there’s more deep rooted conflict to where you belong in its place—in my own experience, I still don’t feel like I’ll ever truly be home, and I got to know it from day one while he waited 26 years. Again, the comics really brisk past his reveal quickly and we aren’t left long to think about how the news hits him, learning after everything that he isn’t actually born an Aussie. That’s just how TF2 carries itself, with heavy punches and quick succession for humors sake. But I’d like to think about it from his perspective more, especially as a character who seems to shovel so much to the side to never be unpacked ever again.

I don’t think his parents abandoning the team immediately would’ve helped him to process this new information about his identity healthily pssshh whaat. What that’s crazy.

Not to dissect the lyrics too heavily I’ll just loosely translate the first few with my own pov for Sniper with how it’s been sitting in my head. Everyone reading is encouraged to skip this because it will not make sense because I am not eloquent

I can picture him sitting in his parents lab as they drone through their demise that marked his beginning. The realization coming then rather than when Miss Pauling had told him about his parents nationalities before the mission, as he heard her before, but it didn’t sink in properly until now. [“born in the East New Zealand, raised by the West Australia.”].

[“Torn in between cultural dressings*”] *cultural dressings in this context being less literal and more abstract, referring less to the culture shock of actual cultural clothing, but the culture shock of his parents from Australia, as humbler and more free spirited(?) Outbackers, compared to the dysfunction and spotty intelligence of the scientifically driven pairing he originated from. I think sometimes about how different he would’ve been if he stayed with his biological parents, in a way. They’re kind of awful (IMO), but it makes me wonder about if he’d ever long for something beyond their interests in science and tech, something less rigid and more freeing. That’s besides the point though.

Knowing he cares deeply about both his parents (though he doesn’t explicitly state he loves anyone), but now feeling inadequate to both countries. His brain death scene shows us he loved his adoptive parents when he wishes to stay with them rather than return to the living, and his willingness to risk his life for his father even after his mother abandoned them shows care for the other two. That’s what makes both homes feel right, but neither feel whole to him; being raised in a country he was proud of, only to realize it’s not his, juxtaposed by his real home country—a country he never lived in, and has never known. [“Both may feel right, but neither feels whole.”]

[“Mother I’m torn between two different homes.”] for this I’m just. I can’t help but imagine him at the payphone for this one. By the time he knows this all, his adoptive parents are dead and his biological parents ditched, he has nobody to really confide in about this, and how could he articulate it to his team at all? It’s a dysphoria (for lack a better word) that I haven’t even managed to articulate myself for YEARS and I’m trying to talk about a character in the same shoes! idk how he’d do it! He probably just wants to talk to his mom. The one who actually STEPPED UP🗣️ … and can’t. So I can picture him venting to the phone instead, the dial tone on the other end is his closest grasp of comfort for this.

Now that I’m done spamming, I’d like to conclude this simply: I think he deserves this song for its relatability to his conflict as a character born in one place, feeling out of his element, then learning it’s because he’s actually from a different country he also knows he’d never belong in. Mother by Haley Heynderickx for Mr. Mundy a treat?

I know this is a letter salad and I don’t have any idea as to whether or not anyone’s gonna understand what I’m saying, my head feels like soup and I’m sharing my brain rot as a distraction from the last day or so. If you read all that then take this lil wip here as compensation. If anyone else felt they related to him in that sense as well don’t hesitate to share, we’ll all find home eventually.

ദ്ദിᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎

[scotianostra]

January 2nd 2010 saw the sudden death of David R Ross.

David R Ross became known as “the biker historian” after writing a string of highly acclaimed books on Scottish history, notably about William Wallace. For his research, he travelled his native land in full black leathers on his black Kawasaki motorcycle. At 6ft 5in tall, and in the kilt when not in leathers, he was often told he’d have made a far better Wallace in Braveheart than “that wee Aussie”. Nevertheless, Ross respected Mel Gibson’s 1995 movie and believed it “raised the profile of Wallace and pricked the Scottish psyche to a great extent. There had been nothing like this in Scotland since 1978 when we were going to win the World Cup in Argentina with Ally’s Army,” he said. In 2005, the 700th anniversary of Wallace’s judicial murder.

Ross gained domestic and international prominence when he set off on a Walk for Wallace, retracing his hero’s final trip from Robroyston, Glasgow, where he had been betrayed and captured, to Smithfield in London, where he was hanged, drawn and quartered. Along the 450-mile way, “Big Davy” was cheered by Scots and hundreds joined him for the final six-mile hike into London. There, he presided over a symbolic funeral service for Wallace at the St Bartholomew the Great church in Smithfield, close to the spot where he died. Ross’s dream, was to bring the Scottish patriot “home” for a symbolic funeral he had been denied 700 years earlier when his body was cut into pieces to be displayed throughout the land as a warning to other would-be independence fighters. Ross and his supporters carried a coffin they said was carrying Wallace’s spirit, packed with letters, poems and good wishes from Scots.

On their return to Scotland, they held a torchlit parade in Lanark and buried the coffin there, at St Kentigern’s church.

Ross was serving convener of the Society of William Wallace, set up to preserve the memory of the Scottish patriot, which meets in Elderslie, Renfrewshire, where Wallace is thought to have been born.

David R. Ross died on this dayy 2010 in his home in East Kilbride due to a heart attack.

Sadly I never got to meet David as I only started taking an active part in the memorials and such of Scottish Battles since around 2012, but I have heard many people talk about him, and know just like another convener of the Society of William Wallace, Duncan Fenton, who I did know, David was a very well respected man.

You can read David’s own biography on his blog here http://davidrross.scot/biog.htm?fbclid=IwAR2oNwNhYr8jLltv3w6S7R7wSWXaLYWimPTGASE03NG8vi4Sq0r1UZ5Kvi8

[lotus-pear]

HEYYYY LOTUS hows it going bestie :)

OMGGGF KAI IM SRY I DIDNT SEE THIS LAST NIGHT I WAS IN A TRANCE😭😭😭 ANYWAY ITS GOING GREAT BFF i just got back from school ten minutes ago and i have a quiz in ap psych on the rem sleep cycles….wish i could sleep tonight instead of studying abt sleep lmao. anyway how’d everything going over there? any aussie tea for me?

[johnkatsmc5]

Hot Apple Band "So Long, Noodle House" 2023 Australia Psych Folk Rock

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Hot Apple Band’s long-awaited debut album, So Long, Noodle House is a collection of 11 tracks recorded between 2019-2022, mostly at Jack Kinder’s home studio in Strathfield, Sydney. Once the pandemic hit, Jack and Lewis Mosley had ample time to give birth to the songs, allowing for this body of work so it could become all that it deserved to be. The resulting album will no doubt please long-time fans, with a number of songs being staples from the band’s live repertoire. So Long, Noodle House is symbolic sign-off on the band’s past and an exciting peek into what’s to come.

The record covers broad ground, from 70s imbued alt-country and catchy Beatles-era pop, through to emotive folk and soft rock. Coming-of-age themes run deep in the album, as Jack Kinder's lyrics touch on life changes, friendship, shitty jobs and of course, love. With Kinder's smooth vocals, clever arrangements and gorgeous vintage production, and Lewis Mosley’s unforgettable lead guitar, slide and keyboard performance, Hot Apple Band’s debut has the same charm of some of the best records from the early 1970s, radiating George Harrison, Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, Harry Nilsson and Fanny in a similar style to modern counterparts such as Drugdealer, Weyes Blood, Daniel Romano and The Lemon Twigs....~

Along with Bures Band, the best new export out of the Aussie shores has been Hot Apple Band. The band’s debut, So Long Noodle House, is set for release in a couple of weeks and they’re slipping out one more single before the full package hits the shelves. Taking a decidedly looser approach than the rest of the album, “Not Today” ditches the album’s more refined streak of country rock for something more ragged and weathered. “Not Today” rocks the listener with a hammock-bound ease. There’s still twang in the tank, but this is for the late afternoon drifters. An unlikely single, but all part of the charm of So Long’s sway. The new album is out November 24th from Third Eye Stimuli and Earth Libraries....~

So Long Noodle House has been holding court on the speakers around here for the past few months, as you may well have noticed. Along with The Bures Band, the duo serves up one of the best Aussie platters of the year, and like their contemporaries they share an affinity for the more sun-splashed vistas of the ‘70s. The two bands share a knack for West Coast comfort, though Hot Apple Band also have an Apple Records in ‘em, streak waxed to a walnut sheen and pumping out pop that skirts the Harrison/Badfinger valley with amiable ease. Throw in a few nods tipping towards the works of Nilsson, Jeff Lynne and Roy Wood and those of you with Drugdealer and Lemon Twigs LPs on the shelf ought to perk up and pay attention.

Jack Kinder and Lewis Mosley prove a formidable songwriting pair, turning coming of age yearning with a soft spot for sunshine harmonies into a golden-hued debut. The record is soaked in sunburnt guitar, with Mosley’s leads often leaving a few scorch marks on the soul as they pass on by, but more often than not the record lounges in an afternoon warmth. Its the attention to detail and atmosphere that makes So Long Noodle House stick to the ribs. Kinder’s production hews to vintage forms, leaving a bit of a Kodachrome veneer on the album — faded and folded in just the right spots. While the record was undoubtedly meticulously constructed the band makes it feel effortless, weaving power pop, folk, country saunter, and AOR touches into a dazzling tapestry. Its an ambitious debut, and hopefully just the beginning from the songwriting pair.....~

Tracklist

A1 Bobbin' for Apples A2 Martin Moming A3 One Day (I'll See) A4 So Long A5 Not Today B6 The Hill B7 'Til the End (Again) B8 Changing B9 Mike Offeecup B10 Old Age B11 So Long, Noodle House

Hot Apple Band "So Long Noodle House" 2023 Australia Psych Folk Rock

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[candewlsy]

Describe your friendships with your moots as kpop idol's friendships 🍄

Oh yeah 😻💫 lesgaur

@eeunoia [HoonWon]

Pysche is my escape from reality <3 Whenever I need a break from reality, I turn to Psyche's username on Tumblr. Her fics are nothing short of amazing, and reading them is my favourite thing to do during recess or free time. She's been my inspiration ever since we became friends, and she's my first moot. Our friendship is reminiscent of Sunghoon and Jungwon's bond in Enhypen 😻 and I'm always there to protect her and attack anyone who dares to hurt her. That's why I'm like Sunghoon, hehee. I can't begin to describe how much she means to me, and I still can't believe how happy I was when Psyche followed me back and wanted to be friends. It's been a year already, but I'm still over the moon about it 🥹🥹🤍🤍

@malarign [SooGyu]

I feel incredibly lucky to have Joo in my life. She's not just a friend but a source of comfort for me. Joo and I have a special bond that I truly cherish. Our friendship is unique and beautiful in its own way. While she may see us Jakewon as a great match, I think that Soobin and Beomgyu would be the perfect match for us. They too share a special bond of comfort, just like us. One thing that I love about our friendship is the perfect balance of comfort and chaos. We can share our deepest fears and worries with each other, but at the same time, we can be silly and crazy together. In fact, we often find ourselves sharing similar interests and obsessions. For example, we both have a special spot for Sunghoon. 😍

@enmayz [JakeWon]

I absolutely adore Lily, she is like an angel to me. Our friendship is so special, and I cherish it deeply. We can talk about anything and everything, and it never gets dull or boring. I feel incredibly lucky to have her in my life, as she is not just my friend but also my safe place. Our friendship reminds me of the bond between Jake and Jungwon, who were our biases. I love how our friendship is giving Jakewon - it's just so beautiful. For instance, Jake always called Jungwon a baby kitten, and Lily calls me a baby. Although I pretend to be annoyed, I secretly love it when she babies me. It's just so cute. No, what. It's a lie y'all

I also love how Lily is teaching me Chinese, just like Jake teaches Jungwon Aussie slang. It's like we are experiencing the same things, but in different languages. It's so heartwarming that we have such a strong connection, and we appreciate it so much. I find it so adorable that our names are so similar - Mizu and Mira. It's like we were meant to be friends 🥺 I cannot express how much I love our friendship, and I hope it lasts forever, hehe.

Tumblr only allows 10 pictures per post, so I'll be making a sequel for the rest of my pictures. Can't leave any of my friends behind 😔😠

[wileys-russo]

omg wait, a follow up to the kyra x lessi idea…

maybe less gets stung by a jellyfish and kyra jokingly offers to pee on it for her. lessi had seen that episode of friends so is psyching herself up for it, before kyra puts her out of her misery and explains that it’s not a real thing.

not the peeing on the jellyfish sting, aussie childhood core 😭😭😭

but this + your other request has given me an idea for platonic kyra x less and romantic less x reader so thank you bb!!

[daggerzine]

Best Bets- The Hollow Husk Of Feeling (Meritorio)

Oh man… I had reviewed the "Monster" single a few months back from this Aussie band and was super psyched to hear the whole album. Well, here it is and it’s just as great as I'd hoped.

True, these guys aren’t rewriting the rock/pop book or anything, but what they’re doing is creating ebullient indie pop tunes with plenty of oddball-ness and hooks. They just do it really well.

"Monster" still sounds great, but also check out other bangers like “Sylvania Waters,”  “Hairshirt” (with its pumping organ),  the choppy “The Last Grand Prix,” and plenty more (l also love “Pensacola” and “Malaise Era”).

Hoping for a trip to the states next year and maybe an appearance at Gonerfest!

www.bestbets.bandcamp.com

www.meritoriorec.bandcamp.com

[xplrvibes]

waiting for your review

Ok, I'm finished!

Here's my review:

It sucked.

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I'm kidding, don't throw tomatoes lol.

No, actually, I did not mind this video at all! I have a few critiques, but honestly, I feel like it was kind of a throwback to some of their 2022 content in a way, so it hit that nostalgic button in my brain just right.

Let me break down a little bit about each person that appeared in this video before I get into anything else:

1. Jake

Now, any of you who have been around me long enough know that I wasn't a huge fan of Jake in the 2019 haunted videos (and I loved Jake in his own videos at the time, I just felt like he derailed everything and could get downright disrespectful in the paranormal stuff). I haven't really been paying attention to him at all since his murderbilia days, so I really have very little frame of reference as to how much he's changed over the years.

And wow - he's changed a lot.

I have to give him props for being more open to doing this stuff than I feel he used to be, and I do think it was kind of endearing to watch him get all excited and over explain the Estes Method and everything he was hearing.

I am curious as to why his voice sounds so different, though. Why does he talk like a game show host now? 😭

2. Johnnie

I gotta give Johnnie props as well. He was clearly scared, but he went for it without any peer pressure almost every single time. Good for him.

I am curious about the "ring" like figure he saw towards the beginning of the video; was that him psyching himself up to the point of hallucination, or something real? Interesting either way, but I do wonder.

3. Adam

This dude...

Where do I begin? I know we've met Adam before, but I don't remember him being this animated and excited in the past? Bro was high on life (and other things) during this whole thing and, while that is a bit suspicious, it was also kind od endearing.

Dude loves his job. Can't hate him for that.

Anyway, when he started getting into his little theory (which I did not like cause I hate anything involving time travel cause it makes me brain HURT), I swear to God he sounded exactly like my friend from high school's boyfriend. This guy used to smoke a blunt, turn on the Doors, and start sentences with things like, "What if we're haunting the future already and the future's manipulating the past?"

So that was also nostalgic to me.

Do I buy his theory? No. Do I think it was interesting that they kept hearing things that people are now saying sounded like Sam and Colby talking to one another all night? Sure. That's fun. We like fun.

4. Sam

I didn't like the Kansas City barbecue thing at all - and not because it was offensive or whatever, cause it did not personally offend me (although if it did you, cool).

It felt scripted. I don't want scripted. Idk. Just come by being a weirdo naturally or don't do it at all.

Other than that, I have to give Sam props for climbing through that rusty ass old power station in those shoes and jeans without falling and breaking his back (again). That was daunting.

5. Colby

This motherfucker.

Why does Colby always wait until he's off by himself to start talking about his intuitive feelings?

Ok, with that out of the way, here's what I thought about the video itself.

"I don't feel welcome here" and "I feel like we're invading their privacy." Why does he only hit us with shit like this sporadically and off-hand? Goddannit, Colby! Give aussie anon and I what we want!

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While I honestly don't think that much happened from a paranormal sense, I do think it was fun to watch snc take some time to do some old school abandoned type content. That was a great way to infuse the old style in with the new in a way that wouldn't cost them their careers 🤣.

Once again, I find it funny when other people do the Estes Method, cause it's interesting to see that it really isn't something that everyone can do without issues. Jake, of course, explained later that he was weeding out anything that he didn't hear crystal clear - which I actually kind of fucked with, cause there was a lot less filler in the answers he was providing - but it is interesting that Johnnie and Sam could hear words even through his headphones that Jake just wasn't saying out loud.

Also, I have to give Jake props for doing somethjng that I don't even know if snc themselves have ever done, and that's putting the emf detector up to his phone to see if that was making it spike. I appreciate that.

And this is a total aside, and nothing do with snc or Jake and Johnnie themselves, but is a personal tangent (can't say why, but just know that this bugs me on a fundamental level). Seeing the records and papers and patient data that was just casually left behind to rot and for anyone to pick through in these buildings - holy fucking lawsuit express, USA. Jesus. Wowza. The laws being broken there. I was getting anxious even seeing it all (and praying they never showed anything on camera, which thank GOD they didn't). It's amazing that companies used to get away with shit like that, like holy geez.

Anyway! You've all listened to my ramblings long enough, so let me just end this by saying that this was probably one of the better videos in terms of personalities involved in a long time (even if I don't think there was much paranormal to it, but I personally don't mind that) and I'm kind of glad now that they brought Jake and Johnnie.

I'll rate this one a solid 7.8/10!

Let me know your thoughts/ratings!