#blues explosion

[musickickztoo]

Jon Spencer *February 5, 1965

[allmusic]

AllMusic Staff Pick R.L. Burnside A Ass Pocket of Whiskey

Mississippi bluesman R.L. Burnside recorded this album in a single afternoon, with some help from a good stash of liquor and the accompaniment of the Jon Spencer Blues Explosion. A Ass Pocket of Whiskey was controversial upon release for the surreal vigor of Spencer's vocal interjections and the band's muscular noise, but ultimately what they do is give Burnside license to hit these songs hard, and the results are explosive and satisfying.

- Mark Deming

[gotankgo]

Jon Spencer Blues Explosion “Cherry Lime”

[legally-not-guilty]

We’ve reached a point where tumblr’s checkmarks (which were advertised openly as a scam) officially mean more than twitter’s checkmarks

[bluerosefox]

Once again. A new DPxDC idea/prompt.

(Deaged! Danny, Dan, Ellie, and Jazz!)

Enjoy my random ideas.

Look.

Selina....

Selina wasn't expecting this when she decided to have some fun and do what she does best.

She just meant to sweet talk her way into Master's gala/party. Flirt and get info, maybe some blackmail. Steal away the rare cat themed artifact he had recently gotten (and also steal away his actual cat, such a lovely little diva it is too). then she was going to disappear into the night like always.

So...

Selina casted her eyes into the mirror of her car and could see the tiny children she had rescued from Master's hidden basement lab. All but one was asleep, the oldest out of them, although she seemed to be losing that fight from the way her head was falling forward, eyes closing but would jerk herself back awake when she realized she was falling asleep.

Curled up as hard and as much as they could towards the little redhead was three dark haired children, Selina mused that they'd fit right in with Bruce and his little bats/birds.

Two were near identical boys, though one seemed to be much paler than the other and if she remembered right one had red eyes and the other had blue, and the last one of the sleeping kids was a tiny toddler, a girl she heard was named 'Ellie' from the others.

Selina took note that the red head, Jazz, had finally fallen asleep a few minutes later. With a deep breath as she drove further and further away from that... that insane Fruitloop (she overheard the two boys call him that as they ran to her car) Master's place, she blindly reached for her phone and pressed a single digit on the screen, knowing it will connect to her car and call up the only person she can trust to help her with this.

"Selina." came the gravely voice after a single ring, sounds like she caught him on patrol but he seemed to be in a spot where he was okay to say her actual name over coms or she caught him before his night shift started.

"Hello Darling, I need your help with some kittens I found and to help me... Put away their terrible old owner."

[chronivore]

1994

[explosion-island]

Mizu. Couldn't resist to do a very typical sketch from the show. Absolutely loved it and can't wait for the next season! :)

[mwagneto]

i wonder if they realise how fucking funny these thumbnails are

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

The start of something great! The start of Dethklok! Woo! The parents have met!

Autumn collection #1! the title is: 'Runaway' bc glam rock and he's a little runaway~ but it's about some reminiscing in september👀

them bitches are driving, not standing in place 100%

This is the last seasonal collection that I haven't done yet, and it's also the season that I was born in! emotional damn, it's almost been a year now.

[sincericida]

ANDREW GARFIELD and GRACE DELANEY

attends the Headline Gala screening of "We Live In Time" during the 68th BFI London Film Festival.

(X)

[melit0n]

No words

📸: here!

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 300

Danny squirms and hisses, trying to dig his claws into dark scales as the clouds whistle by. “Wait- Ancients dammit- STOP!” he shrieked, cursing how tiny his own ghost form was compared to his other not-quite-future-self. Wings that could easily dwarf the entire Ops center beat through the air, fast enough to cause his eyes to sting. 

“Dan- bring me back- stop-” he wailed, despite the grip on his scruff not even loosening. Yet the larger dragon didn’t so much as twitch back towards Amity, the city disappearing into the distance like a speck. “We have to go back-” 

The GIW were- were- They had to go back! The portal was gone (exploded, broken and all of Fentonworks a smoldering mess, oh Ancients he’s gonna be sick-), no one could return to the Realms, they were all sitting ducks- 

“Jordan please-” he begged, even though he already knew that between the city, between every other ghost and them, Dan would always choose to keep them safe. But Jazz was hurt, she wasn’t waking up from where she lay limply cradled in Dan’s claws. 

There was so much blood, and he only knew she was still alive from the weak fluttering of her core, growing stronger as her heartbeat faded. She needed help, she needed doctors- he doesn’t know if she would be able to come back, not with how they were leaving the ecto-rich city behind and he didn’t want to lose her- Dan’s blank panic was swamping his own, drowning both of them in the emotion as the dragon tore through the sky. Some part of him knew they couldn’t stay in Amity anymore, but- But Jazz needed help- Danny couldn’t help the tears that dripped from his yes, pretending it was merely the clouds as they flew to places unknown to him.

If you are interested in their designs, here is a link: HERE

Heey mutual @radiance1 Dragon buddy o' mine & @hdgnj u might enjoy

[itslilacokay]

i nearly forgot about blue thursday....

so while its still thursday in my time i decided to actually do that short animation i was planning to do with @starrypawu's blue design! it is very silly i must say

[amartianonmars]

Meme doodle dump that I put minimum effort into

[natelia-aldelliz]

Soap : Let's play two truths one lie, me first : I falsified my birth certificate, I beat up a superior officer before locking him in the trunk of his car, and I was arrested when I was 12 on account of suspicion of terrorist intent.

Gaz :

Soap : It was the last one, I wasn't actually arrested, they just paid a visit to my house to question me.

Ghost : My turn, I can't get married because I'm legally dead, my favourite colour is black, and I went to prison for murdering my family.

Gaz : I'm very scared because I know your favourite colour.

Ghost : Yep. I didn't stay long in prison though, don't worry, I had an alibi.

Price : I once caused a diplomatic incident that almost led to a war, I shot someone in the foot because he annoyed me, and I've been secretely married for ten years.

Gaz : I'm not sure I like this game, actually.

Ghost : I'm pretty sure I was to your wedding and it doesn't feel that long ago.

Soap : Wait, you're married??

Price : Yep! But it was only 6 years ago.

Gaz : Okay, my turn then : I don't think you're all fucked in the head, I'm scared for my own mental health and I want to go home, guess which one is the lie.