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markwood01 · 3 months ago
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Top Choice for Used Pianos
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tom-lehrers-wife · 2 months ago
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Skelly & Lehrer serving cunt
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mishalikessoundsandcolours · 2 months ago
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For some reason this song title reminds me of The Man Who Fell To Earth in a way
Like partially it's because of the word 'subterranean' since Bowie's track Subterraneans from Low was initially written when he tried to do the soundtrack for tmwfte and other than that it's just the feeling of the song ig? I know it's not what it's really about, that was just my first association, it is really beautiful though (me and my piano teacher went on a tangent about Radiohead today so that's what I've been listening to all evening lol)
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euphraisette · 5 months ago
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r teaching marius to play guitar 🥹😍👌🏻
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mbval · 3 months ago
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Sonata in B Minor by Franz Liszt played Krystian Zimerman
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emathyst9 · 9 months ago
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Guhhhh why does Chimata's theme have to be so darn goooooood
Like this is a fricking masterpiece because the power she has as a god and the potential of what she can do and her involvement in the incident despite not directly causing it is perfectly orchestrated through the music
And then you get the mix of her desperation to stay alive, the feeling of a deity who you don't know will be there the next day, as if she could disappear at any moment
It's just absolutely beautiful
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azumasoroshi · 2 years ago
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the shizu-chan song
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just discovered the shizu-chan song by none other than johnny yong bosch. help me
id transcribe if i didnt have a final in 10 hours. maybe when i get back
oh nvm someone already wrote them out
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this has similar energy as the bro duet song but like. in reverse bgskjdghjkgsd the no homo is for real
plus an animatic version and amv version because holy hell this is old
#i hear there's another shizuo song by johnny yong bosch according to the comments from 2017 but ill have to wait until yt recommends me it#anyway this makes me want to make a bro duet animatic for shizaya#which would be hilarious because. they're not bros#the ship dynamic of 'two guy best friends who maybe kiss sometimes' is very good but very not shizaya#so the spontaneous love confessions just come out of fucking nowhere during one of their fights#it would be really funny. trust#and probably better than the angst and self-denial festival i would make animating the actual shizu-chan song#i can already see the half-smiling-to-himself half-looks-like-he's-about-to-cry pining semi-regretful izaya face at the last shizu-chan#also. izaya guitar player headcanon hello#if someone can make an artist hobbyist izaya au i can make a guitar hobbyist izaya au#tbh izaya's more spontaneous and i feel like he wouldnt like all the hard work and practice time that goes into learning an instrument#like his main hobbies like parkour and switchblade throwing are stuff he gets to put into practice all the time and are more 'useful'#but instrument practice it's just him and his thoughts and callused hands for hours at a time#feel like he'd get frustrated pretty easily in that way#anyway wouldnt it be hot if izaya played the guitar LMFAOO fuck my characterization and let that man play fingerstyle#izaya playing piano is a somewhat popular headcanon anyway#god i have the worst habit of putting the entirety of my post into the tags. must be the incorrect lov joke bits spilling over#shizaya#shizuo heiwajima#izaya orihara#durarara#Youtube
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petrenocka · 3 months ago
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I personally don't see a problem with the Minecraft movie trailer
You people all loved the Mario movie so much did you not?
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billy-royalton · 3 months ago
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tagged by @bubblegumflavor & @darthdisco thank you both!
Rules: color the sentence that's true about you
i’m over 5'5 / i wear glasses or contacts / i have blonde hair / i often wear sweatshirts / i prefer loose clothing over tight clothes / i have one or two piercings / i have at least one tattoo / i have blue eyes / i have dyed or highlighted my hair / i have or have had braces / i have freckles / i paint my nails / i typically wear makeup / i don’t often smile / resting bitch face / i play sports / i play an instrument / i know more than one language / i can cook or bake / i like writing / i like to read / i can multitask / i’ve never dated anyone / i have a best friend i’ve known for over five years / i am an only child
nuance in the tags in case you were wondering!
unsure who to tag next but if you see this and want to do it tag meeeeee i love these y'all know this <3
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slymanner · 1 year ago
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No but can we get a fucking shout-out for scott pilgrim takes off MUSIC ITS SO GOOD GUYS IM SO HAPPY THEY GOT ANAMANAGUCHI BACK FOR THE SHOW THIS WAS SO SMART
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my5hiningstars · 5 months ago
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#i know i won't shut up abt 5sos but the real question is will i ever go to a better gig than darren criss in [redacted] 2023#like i didn't even know half his songs before i went and i still had the best time i've ever had at a gig#literally the energy in that room was insane#and like... better than any gig i've ever been to in melbourne like#smth about being in a smaller place that artists don't often come to Especially not internation acts#everyone was so like... polite?#like they were doing concert so well they weren't being assholes and yelling when it wasn't their turn :')#which is so annoying i hate when a crowd is so roudy that it feels like a classroom and the teacher is waiting for everyone to shut up#like we can still have a good time if u respect the fact that some of us are spending hundreds even just Getting here#idk maybe i'm a music snob i just think there's something so magical in a quiet room full of people#like when something really beautiful has happened you can sit in it for a second#the pressure to cheer like... the idea that a moment of silence will somehow offend the artist who created the moment#i tried to find another concert on the tour where the crowd was as in the moment as we were for the line#'i believe there is music in the silence' and then he like#puts the guitar down and heads to the piano to do the rest#but it was so gorgeously quiet it was breathtaking i cried#it might have helped that he played the first half entirely accoustically no mic no amps#bc the venue was small enough and also designed to amplify naturally#but we all had to be so quiet to make sure everyone heard it so it just#the music hung in the air so magically y'all art is so good i'm still crying nothing will ever beat that concert i'm still chasing that hig#luke was nearly that magical but tbh..... the audience kinda ruined it for me at times :/#also he was nervous and kept cutting off the moment by saying 'thank you' like we get it ur a humble king but like#you have to let a song like place in me Breathe when it's done#you have to give the crowd a chance to go holy fucking shit what the fuck and THEN start screaming and Then thank them#but i'm truly such a snob it's the worst#honestly thinking abt how those lads are always improving tho he'll get there#by the time he's darren criss' age he'll be killing it even more they all will
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crybaby-bkg · 2 years ago
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I just finished my first public piano performance since the pandemic and I’m so TIREDDDDD!!!!! but I did pretty good :) my first song was great and I stumbled a little on the second but overall it went by very well!!!!!
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sesamenom · 9 months ago
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someone has probably asked this before or you've said that before but what instrument do you play??
just casually, but violin and piano (mostly piano right now)! seitz is one of my favorites to play on violin (i also love vivaldi music but sixteenth note scales are. not very relaxing) right now i'm playing around with changing the chords and tempo on a modified version of Canon in D for piano to convert it to what I call Canon in Dragon :)
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mangora · 6 months ago
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Disventure Camp AU where Aiden’s house is haunted and Riya’s a poltergeist who is actively trying to kill him meanwhile Jake is just some regular ghost who hates him and he keeps doing mildly annoying things like leaving his fridge slightly ajar or taking the cap off of his toothpaste so it’s a little dry in the morning
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innytoes · 2 years ago
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One more! 14 for either Rulie or PeterPatterLina please for the sleepy prompts?
Also for @bananakarenina who asked for the same
Looking back, it was kind of ironic that his parents had sent him to his Uncle John's place for the summer as some kind of punishment. And at the time, he'd hated it. He had to sleep on this pull out couch in the living room because Uncle John only had one bedroom.
Uncle John was a crazy prepper who spent too much time in the woods. He didn't have internet, he had a secret bunker under his basement, and he was way too into trying to teach Luke how to hunt and fish.
He let Luke play his guitar however much he wanted to, though, so that was a plus.
And then, the Sickness. It started in the big cities. Luke had to watch as LA was bombed, curled up in Uncle John's secret bunker. He couldn't get ahold of his mom, couldn't tell her that he loved her, couldn't do anything as the sickness spread, and spread, and the town they were in was evacuated. Uncle John let him be, reminded him that the bunker was soundproof, brought down his guitar for him.
Uncle John didn't let him leave the bunker until a week after the evacuation, until he was sure the place was safe and empty.
Then they got to work. And work. And more work. Luke learned to shoot, learned to hunt, learned to drive, how to work on cars, how to make an electric fence. Learned how to build his own flame thrower and set traps and grow potatoes and cook.
And he wrote, and wrote, and played, and played, until his voice was hoarse.
They had a good life, but then one day, Uncle John fell off the roof. He fell off the roof because Luke had said something stupid about missing Christmas with his mom, and Uncle John had been stringing up Christmas lights.
Luke didn't play for a year after that. He didn't deserve it.
He buried Uncle John at the edge of the garden, and in the spring, he planted one of the apple tree saplings they'd been nursing on top of him. Uncle John always joked how he'd wanted to be an apple tree, because he loved apple pie so much.
But he kept going. He kept going, because what else could he do? It was what Uncle John would have wanted. So he planted the potatoes, and the zucchini, and the tomatoes, and he tended to the apple tree, and he tried to keep going.
Until one day, one of the alarms went off. He checked the cameras, and there it was, on camera three, the giant hole trap had been activated. What really caught his eye, though, was the dog nervously pacing around the border.
He grabbed his shotgun and went outside.
The dog was still pacing, around and around and around the circle, barking anxiously until it spotted him. Then, it stood between him and the hole, growling.
"Ellie what's wrong? Ellie is it a zombie? You gotta run, Ellie!"
"It's not a zombie," Luke called.
"Don't shoot the dog!" Came the immediate frantic call. "Please don't shoot the dog, please, she's harmless, she's just trying to protect us."
"Don't shoot us either!" A girl's voice shouted up. He blinked. Two people, then. Maybe more.
"Can you call her off? I can't come closer if she keeps growling like that."
It was silent in the hole. Ellie the dog kept growling at him.
"Promise you won't shoot us?" came the uncertain question a few moments later.
"I promise."
If they were raiders, there were other ways to get rid of them.
There was a whistle from the hole, and the dog laid down and whined, letting Luke pass. Inside the hole were two people. They were a little dirty, a little tired-looking... but they were also the prettiest people Luke had ever seen.
"Um, hi," the guy said. "I'm Reggie. This is Julie. That's Ellie up there with you. Thank you for not shooting us."
"What are you doing here?" Luke asked.
"Well, we were trying to get to Boston, but then we ran into this fence, so we were trying to go around it, see if anyone was inside, and then Sploosh! Giant Hole!"
"We weren't trying to get in or anything," the girl said, eyeing Luke's gun. "We promise. It's just the two of us."
"Three of us," the guy pouted. "Ellie was just smart enough not to fall into the hole."
Eventually, Luke got them a ladder, and didn't shoot them. He was going to send them off with some water bottles and rabbits ears for the dog, but then Ellie put her head on his knee when he crouched down, and the girl and guy both laughed, and it was the most beautiful sound in the world, and before he knew it he was inviting them over for dinner.
It was weird, having people, people his age, over. He didn't know what to talk about. He'd hardly known what to talk about with people his own age before the whole apocalypse, unless it was about music.
Except then Julie saw the keyboard he had propped up in the corner of the living room, and she lit up. Luke admitted he'd been trying to teach himself how to play, but it was pretty hard without any books or the internet.
"May I?" she asked, and he nodded.
And then he fell in love.
And then Reggie joined her in the chorus, and he fell in love again.
They talked for hours, about music, about songs, about instruments. Reggie admitted he shredded on the banjo, but he was pretty okay on piano and guitar too. "I used to play bass in this band, but well, not much of that anymore."
Luke nearly vibrated out of his seat. "There's a music store within the fence," he said. It was one of the only places Luke kept nice, besides the house and the vegetable gardens.
They made their way over in the fading light, Luke nearly bouncing down the street. Ellie bounced with him, happy to be included. When they got to the music store, Julie gasped at the baby grand piano, while Reggie swooned over the cherry red bass.
He also did shred on the banjo.
In return, Luke showed them one of his songs. The way they looked at him, the sun setting through the window of the music store, you'd think that he was the angel, the dream come true, not them.
They went back to the house, Luke carrying an amp and Reggie the bass, while Julie had the banjo slung over her shoulder. Back at the house, Luke cooked them dinner, while in the living room, Julie and Reggie sang and played. If they noticed his red eyes or the tears staining his shirt, they didn't say anything.
After dinner, Reggie and Julie went to take a shower. Together. Even though he'd mentioned that he had plenty of water. Who knew, maybe they were plotting to kill him in there. He looked down at Ellie, who was sprawled on the couch, her head in his lap.
If they did kill him, at least they gave him a really awesome last day.
Except they didn't kill him. Instead, they put on the clothes he left for them (it had taken a while to find something with sleeves, so Julie's, you know, everything wouldn't be out) and then tried to argue that they couldn't just take his bed.
"It's fine," Luke said. "I usually sleep on the couch anyway." He always did, actually. It felt wrong, sleeping in Uncle John's bed. He only did it when he was really, really tired, or sore, or lonely, curling up between a mountain of pillows and pretending it was a hug.
"I'm afraid the couch is taken," Reggie said, pointing at where Ellie, who wasn't that big of a dog, was somehow managing to sprawl across all of the pillows.
"We can all share," Julie said. "If that's okay with you."
She took his hand, leading him to the bedroom. At his wordless nod, she slid the flannel from his shoulders. Behind him, Reggie pulled his shirt up and over his head. He sat down heavily on the bed, watching them undress each other, watching them touch each other.
They fell into bed together, the three of them, and it should have been awkward, but somehow, it wasn't. Between the two of them, Julie and Reggie knew what they were doing where he clearly did not. They kept him from floundering, from falling, from hesitating too much, until they were all climbing together, higher and higher, until everything was a brilliant white, an explosion of pleasure.
And in the end, they fell asleep, Julie pressed against his back, Luke's head on Reggie's chest, lulled to sleep by his heart beat, and it was perfect.
When he woke up the next morning, the bed was empty. Luke took a shaky breath. He knew it was too good to be true. He should- he should get up, see what they took, see what was left, but he couldn't bring himself to, not yet.
And then he heard it.
Singing, in his kitchen.
And he knew everything would be okay.
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hi!! you recommended vonnegut a while ago, and i just read slaughterhouse five and it was incredible and i was wondering which one of his books is your favorite/which one you would recommend next?? thank you!!
oh my GOD yes yes yes I am not a normal person about kurt vonnegut. I have three options for you with pitches as to why.
Mother Night is one of my favorites out of everything he ever wrote, and it’s definitely an excellent second book. He wrote in his foreword that it’s the only book he ever wrote that he knew what the meaning of it was. Whether that’s actually true and remained true, I don’t know, but the point he makes in it is one that’s pretty profound and I’ve heard shockingly little of in media.
The book follows a former high-ranking member of the Nazi party, who was a very successful propagandist for them, which distracted from the fact that he was also the most successful wartime spy for Allied forces. It’s also one of the less weird books he’s ever written? Kurt Vonnegut really leans into absurdism, and it’s more evident in some books than others. This sort of helps with the learning curve.
That being said, Cat’s Cradle is my favorite out of all of his books, and it’s also the second I ever read, after slaughterhouse five. It’s like, 20% more weird than slaughterhouse five? So if you vibed with some of the weirder aspects of it (think like, the alien zoo subplot) then I highly recommend Cat’s Cradle. I honestly can’t figure out how to give a synopsis of this one without revealing information best revealed in the book, but it’s a commentary on the post-WWII arms race and religion. It’s insanely good.
The thing about Kurt Vonnegut is that he has a lot of different recurring themes, and I feel like everyone takes away some kind of core message from his works. That being said, I feel like The Sirens of Titan most clearly and compellingly states Vonnegut’s core message in his works, and it’s definitely a must-read out of his books. It’s not my favorite but it’s definitely fighting it out for a place at the very top of the list. It follows the richest man in the world, who has the least purpose in it, at the center of an interplanetary war between Mars and Earth.
I will say that there’s only one book that I would say you probably shouldn’t read as your second book and that’s Breakfast of Champions. There’s two reasons for this.
First, Kurt Vonnegut’s books exist in a loosely interconnected universe. He’s somewhere between Marvel and Shakespeare in how he does it. It’s not like Marvel where it’s feeding into an overarching narrative, and you don’t need to read them in some kind of particular order to understand, but he’s not like Shakespeare just alluding to his own works in different plays in the sense that these books are explicitly existing within the same universe. You have specific places (Ilium, which you saw in Slaughterhouse Five, shows up a lot) and characters that recur throughout. The protagonist of Mother Night, for example, is briefly referenced in Slaughterhouse Five, etc. They’re used primarily as a vehicle for meta commentary and it’s honestly so well executed.
Kilgore Trout makes the most appearances across the disparate novels. He’s widely regarded as a character meant to be a stand-in for Vonnegut himself, and he plays his largest role in Breakfast of Champions. You also have characters in Breakfast of Champions that are taken directly from his other books, like with the minor role the protagonist of Bluebeard plays in BoC (Bluebeard is also a banger of a book worth reading but personally my least favorite of all his books). Again, you don’t need to read Vonnegut’s books in any official order to understand them, but Breakfast of Champions has the most cameos and greatest use of meta fiction in it, so the reading experience is just overall enhanced by having a little more grounding in his other works.
The second reason is it’s really fucking weird.
In a brilliant kind of way. It’s regarded to be one of his best works, and it deserves the reputation. But the techniques he uses in this are by far the most experimental, and while those experiments absolutely pay off, I usually recommend that people get used to his particular approach to absurdism before tackling Breakfast of Champions. I highly recommend this book if you like Vonnegut, but really spend time with him as an author before reading it and you’ll get so much more out of it.
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