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groovesnjams · 3 months ago
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"Vi dom obskyra" by 1900
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I've been listening to 1900 for 16 years and still know almost nothing about Christian Gabel, the Swedish artist behind the project. Part of that's the nigh-unsearchable name (hard enough even if "The 1900" weren't a completely unrelated band), part of that's because most things I can find are in Swedish, and part of it must be by design, and maybe for the best. 1900 materializes with a new album every so often, and disappears just as quietly; I found this new release while doing one of my periodic searches for a used copy of the old ones. But this fits 1900's music, which sounds like it was recorded to cassette tape off AM radio from another dimension, maybe by a kid up after bedtime hiding under the covers. Some of my favorite songs conjure up an new world and invite the listener into it; with a 1900 song, I feel more like that secret world has sprung up softly around me, like reality has shifted unnoticed and yet I'm already a part of it. It's both unfamiliar and it's already home.
"Vi dom obskyra" is one of the longer tracks on Kontragarde, an expansive journey of a composition that unfolds and swells. It's soft and repetitive, gentle but melodic and inventive enough to avoid dullness. I think it's the first time we've heard multi-tracked whistles in a 1900 track. I think it could fit neatly into 1900's 2008 self-titled debut. It's an evolution and also an encapsulation of everything that makes 1900 feel special. In short, I think it's magnificent, everything any fan who's waited eight years for a new album could hope for. There are dozens of us - "Vi dom obskyra" is currently sitting below 500 views on YouTube.
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Opening with the crackle of plastic degrading, "Vi dom obskyra" is soft and sweetly nostalgic, like cuddling a beloved stuffed animal as an adult or catching a whiff of a smell you thought no longer existed. There's a little curiosity and wonder threaded through the woodwind's opening passage even as it seems to play the wise, older figure in the song's structure. It's quickly joined by those perky whistles conjuring jejune joy. I like that they have the same quality as a children's choir without the unavoidable sense of creepiness that emerges when you are an unaccompanied adult listening to a children's choir. I'm not sure if "Vi dom obskyra" is a sort of pied piper situation where the woodwind lures the whistles into a sunny stroll to the town center or if it's more like The Giving Tree, poor depleted old woodwind shrinking to nothing under the irrepressible youth of the whistles. Or some third thing, that's the fun of a song with no words -- you could watch yourself turn into the old woodwind just trying to figure out the story of the whistles.
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flashfuckingflesh · 8 months ago
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The 90's Played Videotapes by a Different Set of EVIL Rules. "V/H/S/94" reviewed! (Acorn Media International / Blu-ray)
V/H/S/94 Blu-ray Can be Purchased Here! A police S.W.A.T. team raid a large warehouse where suspected drug storage and trafficking is being conducted.  Tagging along a camera man for code of conduct review, what the team discovers inside is more alarming than a stash of street narcotics.  The nearly empty warehouse is filled with gruesomely recorded VHS tapes, snowy television sets in every…
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bingokill · 2 months ago
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christian gabel you are everyones babygirl. but you know. they really did put some shit no ones ever heard on before in mats dog food to make him drum like that
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movies-to-add-to-your-tbw · 10 months ago
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Title: Robert Langdon
Rating: PG-13
Director: Ron Howard
Cast: Tom Hanks, Audrey Tautou, Ian McKellen, Jean Reno, Paul Bettany, Alfred Molina, Jürgen Prochnow, Jean-Yves Berteloot, Etienne Chicot, Jean-Pierre Marielle, Marie-Françoise Audollent, Rita Davies, Francesco Carnelutti, Seth Gabel, Shane Zaza, Andy Clark
Release year: 2006
Genres: mystery, thriller
Blurb: A murder in Paris' Louvre Museum and cryptic clues in some of Leonardo da Vinci's most famous paintings lead to the discovery of a religious mystery. For 2000 years, a secret society closely guarded information that - should it come to light - could rock the very foundations of Christianity.
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rat-boots · 7 months ago
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Hi I'm brand new to bob hund could u please infodump information to me about them bc I'm loving the music but know nothing about them
ohhohoho let's freaking go!
all right, so bob hund was formed in 1991 in stockholm by Thomas Öberg (vocals), Jonas Jonasson (synth) and Mats Hellquist (bass). A bit after that Conny Nimmersjö (guitar) joined the band because he had a rehearsal space (they even made him audition in that rehearsal space). Their other guitarist Johnny Essing joined the band because he owed Mats Hellquist 100 kr (which is like $10). They had a bit of difficulty finding a drummer at first but eventually found a guy named Mats Andersson
Thomas and Jonas went to school toghether in helsingborg before they moved to stockholm
They got the name bob hund from an animated short film called get a job (1985)
Their logo was drawn by Martin Kann, who is also the guy who designs all of their album covers
Blur's guitarist Graham Coxon is (or at least was) a huge fan of bob hund and he did a cover of the song min trampolin
In 2003 they released a self titled album in english under the name bergman rock. That album took several years to make and flopped commercially. In 2005 they released a second album as bergman rock called Bonjour Baberia pt II (both albums are very good i highly recommend them)
In 2009 bob hund gets a new drummer, Christian Gabel, to replace Mats Andersson who is now a passive member of the band
in 2013 they sold their instruments and played shows by borrowing instruments from their fans which somehow resultet in them performing at the malmö opera with the opera orchestra in 2014 (the recording of that performance can be found on their youtube channel under the name 'och bob hund dör i slutet')
in 2021 they did a musical where they are ghosts trying to stop a band called bob katt from breaking up (it's really good but there's unfortunately no recordings of it online) and from late 2022 to about mid 2023 they did some more theater with the show Den overkliga sanningen om bob hund, which is kind of an on stage argument about the band's history (no full recording of this either but there are a few short clips of it on youtube)
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pscottm · 2 years ago
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I asked Gabel on Thursday if he had any advice for other public school employees who may want to express their opinions as he did. He told me he feared the “Satanic Panic” was alive and well, adding:
In some people’s mind everything is a battle of good versus evil. To them, if you’re not pro-Christian, you’re a literal agent of the devil.
The sad reality is that if I had tweeted instead about praying to Jesus after a cross country meet, I would still be the coach.
He’s right about that last part. A Christian coach who actually wanted to impose his faith on kids was a winner at the Supreme Court; a non-Christian coach who joked about imposing Satanism on kids isn’t even permitted to keep his job at a Missouri high school.
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oregontennis · 7 months ago
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Girls 4A District 1 All-Conference Teams
First Team
Ryan Lomber, Valley Catholic
Amanda Perez, Catlin Gabel
Sami Shivakumar, Valley Catholic
Ella Li, Oregon Episcopal
Jiya Mehta/Elise Kim, Catlin Gabel
Marin Roseman/Ava Do, OES
Ria Kamineni/Lucy Bergland, OES
Olivia Morrison/Lily Wang, Catlin Gabel
Second Team
Nina Rinard, Riverdale
Cici Ji, Oregon Episcopal
Madeline Johnson, Trinity Academy
Sarah Fisher, Westside Christian
Lucie Polvogt/Ayla Clark, St Helens
Jaya Kover/Leela Kover, OES
Journi Brouhard/Rebekah Werner, Tillamook
Grace Weber/Sophie Schindler, Blanchet Catholic
Andreea Dan/Catherine Rocha, Valley Catholic
All-Conference Honorable Mention
Ruthie Murphy, Riverside
Jackie Espina, Trinity Academy
Meret Pajikic, Catlin Gabel
Ariel Vasquez, Tillamook
Makalya Heinz, St. Helens
Sofia D'Uva, Riverdale
Maylise Abrogoua, Tillamook
Halle Shearer, Riverdale
Satya Semenchalam/Ava Thuret, Valley Catholic
Sophia Hu/Violet Kozak, Catlin Gabel
Addison Raab/Ozzy Chaney, St Helens
Svannah Augustus/Keira Augustus, St Helens
Cosette Milla/Eda Daim, St Helens
Rachael Yang/Brooke Kopetz, Valley Catholic
Natalie Howard/Kyonna Picard, Scappoose
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blog-aventin-de · 2 years ago
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Das Mädchen mit den Schwefelhölzern
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Das Mädchen mit den Schwefelhölzern ⋆ Hans Christian Andersen ⋆ Märchen
Das Mädchen mit den Schwefelhölzern ⋆ Hans Christian Andersen
Es war entsetzlich kalt; es schneite, und der Abend dunkelte bereits; es war der letzte Abend im Jahr, Silvesterabend. In dieser Kälte und in dieser Finsternis ging auf der Straße ein kleines armes Mädchen mit bloßem Kopf und nackten Füßen. Sie hatte wohl freilich Pantoffel angehabt, als sie von zuhause fortging, aber was konnte das helfen! Es waren sehr große Pantoffeln gewesen, sie hatten früher ihrer Mutter gehört, so groß waren sie, und diese hatte die Kleine verloren, als sie über die Straße eilte, während zwei Wagen in rasender Eile vorüberjagten. Der eine Pantoffel war nicht wieder aufzufinden und mit dem anderen machte sich ein Knabe aus dem Staub, welcher versprach, ihn als Wiege zu benutzen, wenn er einmal Kinder bekäme. Da ging nun das kleine Mädchen auf den nackten zierlichen Füßen, die vor Kälte ganz blau und rot waren. In ihrer alten Schürze trug sie eine Menge Schwefelhölzer und einen Bund davon hielt sie in der Hand zum Verkauf. Während des ganzen Tages hatte ihr niemand etwas abgekauft, und niemand ein Almosen gegeben. Hungrig und frostig schleppte sich die arme Kleine weiter und sah schon ganz verzagt und eingeschüchtert aus. Die Schneeflocken fielen auf ihr langes blondes Haar, das schön gelockt über ihren Nacken hinab floss, aber bei diesem Schmuck weilten ihre Gedanken wahrlich nicht. Aus allen Fenstern strahlte heller Lichterglanz und über alle Straßen verbreitete sich der Geruch von köstlichem Gänsebraten. Es war ja Silvesterabend, und dieser Gedanke erfüllte alle Sinne des kleinen Mädchens. In einem Winkel zwischen zwei Häusern, von denen das eine etwas weiter in die Straße vorsprang als das andere, kauerte sie sich sodann nieder. Ihre kleinen Beine hatte sie unter sich gezogen, aber sie fror nur noch mehr und wagte es trotzdem nicht, nach Hause zu gehen, da sie noch keine Schachtel mit Streichhölzern verkauft und noch keinen Heller eingenommen hatte. Sie hätte gewiss vom Vater Schläge bekommen, und kalt war es ja auch zu Hause. Sie hatten nämlich zuhause nur das bloße Dach über sich, und der Wind pfiff schneidend hinein, obgleich Stroh und Lumpen in die größten Ritzen gestopft worden waren. Ach, wie gut musste ein Schwefelhölzchen tun, wenn sie es nur wagen dürfte, eins aus der Schachtel herauszunehmen, es gegen die Wand zu streichen und die Finger daran zu wärmen! Endlich zog das Kind eins heraus. Ritsch! Und wie sprühte es, wie brannte es. Das Schwefelholz strahlte eine warme helle Flamme aus, wie ein kleines Licht, als sie ihre kleine Hand um dasselbe hielt. Es war ein merkwürdiges Licht. Es kam dem kleinen Mädchen so vor, als würde sie vor einem großen eisernen Ofen mit Messingbeschlägen und Messingverzierungen sitzen. Das Feuer brannte so schön und wärmte so wohltuend! Die Kleine streckte schon die Füße aus, um auch diese zu wärmen - aber da erlosch die Flamme. Der Ofen verschwand wieder und sie saß nur mit dem ausgebrannten Schwefelholz in der Hand da. Ein neues wurde angestrichen, es brannte, es leuchtete, und an der Stelle der Mauer, auf welche der Schein fiel, wurde diese durchsichtig wie ein Flor. Die Kleine sah gerade in die Stube hinein, wo der Tisch mit einem blendend weißen Tischtuch und feinem Porzellan gedeckt stand, und köstlich dampfte die mit Pflaumen und Äpfeln gefüllte, gebratene Gans darauf. Und was noch herrlicher war, die Gans sprang aus der Schüssel und watschelte mit Gabel und Messer im Rücken über den Fußboden dahin; gerade in die Richtung auf das arme Mädchen kam sie zu. Da erlosch das Schwefelholz erneut, und nur die dicke kalte Mauer war zu sehen. Sie zündete ein neues an. Da saß die Kleine unter dem herrlichsten Weihnachtsbaum; der war noch größer und weit reicher herausgeputzt als der, den sie am Heiligabend bei dem reichen Kaufmann durch die Glastür gesehen hatte. Tausende von Lichtern brannten auf den grünen Zweigen, und bunte Bilder, wie die, welche in den Fensterläden ausgestellt werden, schauten auf sie hernieder. Die Kleine streckte beide Hände nach ihnen in die Höhe - da erlosch das Schwefelholz. Die vielen Weihnachtslichter stiegen höher und höher, und sie sah jetzt erst, dass es die hellen Sterne waren. Einer von ihnen fiel herab und zog einen langen Feuerstreifen über den Himmel. »Jetzt stirbt jemand!« sagte die Kleine, denn die alte Großmutter, die sie allein freundlich behandelt hatte, jetzt aber schon längst tot war, hatte immer gesagt: »Wenn ein Stern fällt, dann steigt eine Seele zu Gott empor!« Sie strich wieder ein Schwefelholz gegen die Mauer; es warf einen weiten Lichtschein ringsumher, und im Glanz desselben stand die alte Großmutter nun hell beleuchtet mild und freundlich da. »Großmutter!« rief die Kleine, »oh, nimm mich mit dir! Ich weiß, dass du verschwindest, sobald das Schwefelholz ausgeht, verschwindest, wie der warme Kachelofen, der köstliche Gänsebraten und der große flimmernde Weihnachtsbaum!« Schnell strich sie den ganzen Rest der Schwefelhölzer an, die sich noch in der Schachtel befanden, sie wollte die Großmutter festhalten; und die Schwefelhölzer verbreiteten einen solchen Glanz, dass es heller war als am lichten Tag. So schön, so groß war die Großmutter nie gewesen. Sie nahm das kleine Mädchen auf ihren Arm, und hoch schwebten sie beide empor in Glanz und Freude. Kälte, Hunger und Angst wichen von ihnen - sie waren bei Gott. Aber im Winkel am Haus saß in der kalten Morgenstunde das kleine Mädchen mit roten Wangen, mit Lächeln um den Mund - tot, erfroren am letzten Tag des alten Jahres. Der Morgen des neuen Jahres ging über der kleinen Toten auf, die mit den Schwefelhölzern, wovon eine Schachtel verbrannt war, dasaß. »Sie hat sich wärmen wollen!« sagten die Leute. Und niemand wusste, was sie schönes gesehen hatte und in welchem Glanz sie mit der alten Großmutter zur Neujahrsfreude eingegangen war. Das Mädchen mit den Schwefelhölzern ⋆ Hans Christian Andersen ⋆ Märchen Read the full article
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swedebeast · 2 years ago
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This story is still as madly fascinating to me as it was 10 years ago.
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strixessabre · 2 years ago
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gabel-es · 4 years ago
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“Saint Sebastian" (detail)
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Sometime Lovers, Complicated Relationships, & Psychological Insights: a reading list
The Ensemble by Aja Gabel
Jana. Brit. Daniel. Henry. They would never have been friends if they hadn't needed each other. They would never have found each other except for the art which drew them together. They would never have become family without their love for the music, for each other. Brit is the second violinist, a beautiful and quiet orphan; on the viola is Henry, a prodigy who's always had it easy; the cellist is Daniel, the oldest and an angry skeptic who sleeps around; and on first violin is Jana, their flinty, resilient leader. Together, they are the Van Ness Quartet. After the group's youthful, rocky start, they experience devastating failure and wild success, heartbreak and marriage, triumph and loss, betrayal and enduring loyalty. They are always tied to each other - by career, by the intensity of their art, by the secrets they carry, by choosing each other over and over again. Following these four unforgettable characters, Aja Gabel's debut novel gives a riveting look into the high-stakes, cutthroat world of musicians, and of lives made in concert. The story of Brit and Henry and Daniel and Jana, The Ensemble is a heart-skipping portrait of ambition, friendship, and the tenderness of youth.
The Marriage Plot by Jeffrey Eugenides
It's the early 1980s - the country is in a deep recession, and life after college is harder than ever. In the cafés on College Hill, the wised-up kids are inhaling Derrida and listening to the Talking Heads. But Madeleine Hanna, dutiful English major, is writing her senior thesis on Jane Austen and George Eliot, purveyors of the marriage plot that lies at the heart of the greatest English novels. As Madeleine tries to understand why "it became laughable to read writers like Cheever and Updike, who wrote about the suburbia Madeleine and most of her friends had grown up in, in favor of reading the Marquis de Sade, who wrote about deflowering virgins in eighteenth century France," real life, in the form of two very different guys, intervenes. Leonard Bankhead - charismatic loner, college Darwinist, and lost Portland boy - suddenly turns up in a semiotics seminar, and soon Madeleine finds herself in a highly charged erotic and intellectual relationship with him. At the same time, her old "friend" Mitchell Grammaticus - who's been reading Christian mysticism and generally acting strange - resurfaces, obsessed with the idea that Madeleine is destined to be his mate. Over the next year, as the members of the triangle in this amazing, spellbinding novel graduate from college and enter the real world, events force them to reevaluate everything they learned in school. Leonard and Madeleine move to a biology laboratory on Cape Cod, but can't escape the secret responsible for Leonard's seemingly inexhaustible energy and plunging moods. And Mitchell, traveling around the world to get Madeleine out of his mind, finds himself face-to-face with ultimate questions about the meaning of life, the existence of God, and the true nature of love. Are the great love stories of the nineteenth century dead? Or can there be a new story, written for today and alive to the realities of feminism, sexual freedom, prenups, and divorce? With devastating wit and an abiding understanding of and affection for his characters, Jeffrey Eugenides revives the motivating energies of the Novel, while creating a story so contemporary and fresh that it reads like the intimate journal of our own lives.
One Day by David Nicholls
15th July 1988: Emma and Dexter meet for the first time on the night of their graduation. Tomorrow they must go their separate ways. So where will they be on this one day next year? And the year after that? And every year that follows?
My Oxford Year by Julia Whelan
Set amidst the breathtaking beauty of Oxford, this sparkling debut novel tells the unforgettable story about a determined young woman eager to make her mark in the world and the handsome man who introduces her to an incredible love that will irrevocably alter her future—perfect for fans of JoJo Moyes and Nicholas Sparks. American Ella Durran has had the same plan for her life since she was thirteen: Study at Oxford. At 24, she’s finally made it to England on a Rhodes Scholarship when she’s offered an unbelievable position in a rising political star’s presidential campaign. With the promise that she’ll work remotely and return to DC at the end of her Oxford year, she’s free to enjoy her Once in a Lifetime Experience. That is until a smart-mouthed local who is too quick with his tongue and his car ruins her shirt and her first day. When Ella discovers that her English literature course will be taught by none other than that same local, Jamie Davenport, she thinks for the first time that Oxford might not be all she’s envisioned. But a late-night drink reveals a connection she wasn’t anticipating finding and what begins as a casual fling soon develops into something much more when Ella learns Jamie has a life-changing secret. Immediately, Ella is faced with a seemingly impossible decision: turn her back on the man she’s falling in love with to follow her political dreams or be there for him during a trial neither are truly prepared for. As the end of her year in Oxford rapidly approaches, Ella must decide if the dreams she’s always wanted are the same ones she’s now yearning for.
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beautifulfaaces · 4 years ago
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Male English Masterlist
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2000s
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Isaac Rouse
Jake Dunn
Kit Connor
Louis Partridge
Tom Taylor
William Gao
90s
Aaron Taylor-Johnson
Adam Long
Alex Arnold
Alex Lawther
Alex Pettyfer
Alex Roe
Alex Sawyer
Asa Butterfield
Ash Stymest
Ashley Charles
Ben Allen
Ben Hardy
Ben Hawkey
Ben Radcliffe
Bertie Gilbert
Bill Milner
Bobby Lockwood
Brad Kavanagh
Chance Perdomo
Charlie Heaton
Chuku Modu
Connor Swindells
Callum Turner
Damson Idris
Danny Griffin
Declan McKenna
Dev Patel
Dominic Sherwood
Douglas Booth
Ed Sheeran
Edward Bluemel
Elliot Knight
Eugene Simon
Fady Elsayed
Finn Cole
Finney Cassidy
Finnlay Davis
Fionn Whitehead
Freddie Highmore
Freddy Carter
George MacKay
Gregg Sulkin
Harris Dickinson
Hero Fiennes-Tiffin
Himesh Patel
Jack O'Connell
Jacob Dudman
Jeremy Irvine
Joe Ashman
Jack McMullen
Jonah Hauer-King
Josh Dylan
Josh O’Connor
John Boyega
Kedar Williams-Stirling
Laurence Belcher
Laurie Davidson
Letitia Wright
Liam Payne
Lucien Laviscount
Luke Newton
Luke Pasqualino
Matt Kane
Ned Porteous
Oliver Stark
Ollie Barbieri
Otto Farrant
Rhys Matthew Bond
Robbie Kay
Ronan Parke
Sam Clemmett
Sam Fender
Sam Jackson
Sean Teale
Sebastian de Souza
Skandar Keynes
Theo Graham
Thomas Brodie Sangster
Toby Wallace
Tom Brittney
Tom Holland
Tom Webb
Tristan Evans
Viveik Kalra
Zayn Malik
80s
Adam Campbell
Anthony Lewis
Eddie Redmayne
Alex Lanipekun
Alex Sharp
Alfie Owen-Allen
Alfred Enoch
Allen Leech
Aml Ameen
Andrew Garfield
Andrew Hayden Smith
Arthur Darvill
Ashley Taylor Dawson
Augustus Prew
Barry Sloane
Ben Davies
Ben Lloyd-Hughes
Benjamin Stone
Ben Aldridge
Ben Barnes
Ben Lamb
Ben Robson
Ben Whishaw
Billy Howle
Bradley James
Charles Mnene
Charlie Hunnam
Christian Cooke
Daniel Anthony
Daniel Kaluuya
Daniel Sharman
David Gandy
Dimitri Leonidas
Ed Weeks
Ed Westwick
Elyes Gabel
Finn Jones
Freddie Stroma
Gary Carr
George Young
Giles Matthey
Gregg Chillin
Harry Hadden-Paton
Henry Cavill
Henry Golding
Liam Garrigan
Jack Donnelly
Jack Farthing
Jason Wong
Jay Ali
Joey Batey
Joe Cole
Joe Dempsie
Joel Fry
John Dagleish
Jon Foo
Joseph Gilgun
Joseph Morgan
Josh Beech
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Jules Knight
Julian Morris
Kirk Barker
Kit Harington
Louis Cordice
Luke Thompson
Matt Stokoe
Mitch Hewer
Matt Smith
Matthew Beard
Matthew Lewis
Max Brown
Max Irons
Michael Malarkey
Michael Socha
Mike Bailey
Nicholas Hoult
Nick Hendrix
Nyasha Hatendi
Oliver Jackson-Cohen
Peter Gadiot
Rafi Gavron
Rahul Kohli
Reece Noi
Ricky Whittle
Riz Ahmed
Rob Damiani
Rob Heaps
Robert Pattinson
Sam Palladio
Sebastian Armesto
Scott Rose-Marsh
Taylor Hart
Tom Austen
Tom Bateman
Tom Burke
Tom Hiddleston
Tom Hopper
Tom Hughes
Tom Payne
Tom Riley
Tom Sturridge
William Moseley
70s
Andrew Buchan
Andrew Lee Potts
Aynsley Lister
Ben Bailey Smith
Benedict Cumberbatch
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Christian Bale
Colin Lawrence
Geoffrey Streatfeild
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Idris Elba
Julian Ovenden
Lee Ross
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Orlando Bloom
Richard Armitage
Robert James Collier
Rupert Evans
Rupert Young
Russell Brand
Scott Speedman
Simon Pegg
Tobias Menzies
Tom Hardy
60s
Ace Bhatti
Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje
Andy Nyman
Ben Chaplin
Ben Daniels
Ben Miles
Ben Miller
Brendan Coyle
Colin Firth
Daniel Craig
Dave Legeno
Gavin Rossdale
Greg Wise
Hugo Weaving
Jason Isaacs
James Purefoy
Jason Flemyng
Jason Statham
Luke Goss
Nathaniel Parker
Nicholas Gleaves
Paul Blackthorne
Richard Dillane
Stephen Moyer
Toby Jones
50s
Alex Jennings
Delroy Lindo
Gary Oldman
40s
Alan Rickman
Ben Cross
Ben Kingsley
Bill Nighy
Danny Webb
David Bowie
Jim Broadbent
Michael Gambon
Philip Jackson
30s
Derek Jacobi
Tom Baker
Tom Courtenay
Unknown Birthday
Charlie Anson
Chris J Gordon
Daniel Fraser
Hainsley Lloyd Bennett
Jacob Collin-Levy
Kit Clarke
Mark Strepan
Tom Turner
Tom York
Trey Tucker
Yasen Atour
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flyingcarpettours · 4 years ago
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Al Minya Day Trip from Cairo
Take the chance and visit the historical city of Al Minya which once served as the capital of Egypt (1373 – 1390) BC when Ikhnaton and his beautiful wife queen Nefertiti founded this city as dedication to the cult of their new god. Experience Al Minya Day Trip from Cairo and visit Beni Hassan which contains about 40 tombs and decorated with paintings and drawings, explore Tuna El Gabal which is a large necropolis for the ancient town of Khnum or Hermopolis and then visit Tell Al Amarna where Ikhnaton decided to build the city. Enjoy the best of Al Minya with Al Minya Day Tour from Cairo where you will explore the amazing tombs of Beni Hassan which was built in the middle kingdom between 2055 until 1650 BC, almost in the 12th dynasty. This necropolis was established to bury the rulers and the elites of this province (El-Minia) on the ruins of a ‎much older burial site that was used during the period of the Old Kingdom. This necropolis belonged to the military ‎leaders and local rulers who chose to be buried in their provinces because of their ‎growing power and independence, in this period, rather than being buried near their kings in ‎Saqqara.‎ The Necropolis of Beni Hassan hosts 39 tombs, all these tombs are all situated on the same height and the entrances to the tombs are ‎located on the same plateau. Although the necropolis hosts 39 tombs, only 4 are open to public and another one with no decorations and known as The Tomb of Baqat who ruled the province in 11th dynasty. The Tomb of Khety‎, The Tomb of Amenmehat , and The Tomb of Khnumhotep II. With Al Minya Day Tour from Cairo explore the tomb of Isadora who was a young girl who lived in the town of Hermopolis and renowned for her beauty. Isadora has an unparalleled romantic and tragic story about her death, as she fall in love with a Roman Solider and they wanted to get married but her father refused this marriage, so they decided to run away, but unfortunately while she was crossing the Nile river, she drown. Her father built this tomb and wrote her story in the Greek language; he also mummified her body and put it in her mausoleum, which is still in the tomb till the moment in a glass box to be visible for the visitors. Finally you will explore Tell El Amarna which was built by Akhenaton and ‎his wife Queen Nefertiti, the city was built to be the center of the revolutionary religion that worshiped god Aten during the Amarna Period. A little ‎remain today of this great city that once extended over a surface area of around 15 ‎kilometers from the South to the North and contained temples, palaces, and governmental establishments. This piece of land hosted the Great Temple of Aten which is now covered by a ‎cemetery. The temples at Amarna are considerably different than most temples of ancient Egypt, which generally had roofed chambers and ‎sanctuaries, while The Temples of El Amarna are solar temples, it had roofless sanctuary to allow the sun rays to ‎enter inside the complex this was because it was constructed for the cult of the sun ‎god, Aten. ‎ Move to visit Tuna El Gabal area which is an archaeological village. It is considered the main feature in Al Minya, a large necropolis for the ancient town of Khnum or Hermopolis, The cemetery is located 11km from the city. Discover the area with Al Minya Day Trip from Cairo and know more about Tuna El Gabal which was considered a cemetery in the Pharaonic, Greek and Roman periods that contains many important monuments including the tomb and the chapel of Isadora, which dates back to the Greco-Roman period. Discover the underground catacombs of Tuna El Gabal, the main feature of Tuna El Gabal, it is different because it didn't house mummies of human as normal, instead it houses mummies of sacred animals such as baboons, ibises and falcons, because they were resembling god Thoth. Feast your eyes visiting the Tomb of Petosiris, who was a high priest of god Thoth, lived in the early Greco-Roman era. The decoration of this tomb is unique as it bears the Greco and the Pharaonic style of art, as well as the carvings and the paintings inside the tomb itself, you will also see traditional farming scenes with people who are dressed with Greek costume. It looks more like a temple than a tomb. Explore Al Minya Day Trip from Cairo Flying Carpet Tours guide will pick you up from your hotel in Cairo, drive by air-conditioned van to start your historical tour to El Minya, would take approximately 4 hours, beguile your eyes by visiting Beni Hassan, which has at almost 40 tombs. These tombs are all situated on the same height and the entrances to the tombs are ‎located on the same plateau. Tour will continue to Tuna El Gabel area, which was located on the western side of Ancient Hermopolis (El-ashmonen), a city that was dedicated to god Toht, god of wisedom, you’ll see the tomb chapel of petosiris and The Christian 5th century basilica, Tour also icludes a visit to Tell Al Amarna, where King Akhenaton and his wife queen Nefertiti founded this city as dedication to the cult of their new god. Relax by having Lunch at local restaurant, Finally Flying Carpet Tours guide will transfer you back to your hotel in Cairo.
Included • Pick up and drop off to your hotel in Cairo • Air-conditioned Van Cairo / Minya / Cairo • Excursion to Al Minya as mentioned at the above program • Entrance fees to the above mentioned sites • English speaking guide at the sites mentioned above • One Lunch at local restaurant • Bottle of Mineral Water during Cairo Excursion • All transfers in Cairo and Minya by air-conditioned Van • All service charges and taxes Excluded • Visa to Egypt • Any optional tours required • Tipping For more info about Al Minya Day Trip from Cairo: E-mail: [email protected] Website: www.flyingcarpettours.com Tel.: +201099906242
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oregontennis · 2 years ago
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wolfy58 · 4 years ago
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1839 July Sunday 21
Got up 3 ¾  Went to bed ..
Had Mr Munthe with his bill and all settled as agreed upon yesterday – very good sort of man aetatis about 60! then had Gross gave him 2 Dollar Banco – account for yesterday and the remainder towards today – it seems I still owe him 17 marks – I think of giving him for[?] himself and wife 1/3 an English £ a day – annoyed! - off from Helsinborg Hotel de Munthe at 5 50/.. –
Fine but dull morning F 73° at 5 a.m. slept good – country like Zealand Cropa[?] Bekk – small light horses – no shoes on hind feet and merely plates on fore feet – Fleninge 1 Swedish mile at 6 ¾
Engelholm nice neat little town at 8 25/.. – change horses at the door of neat white splashed Inn – pretty water and wood – mowing grass – rye yellowish barley and oats every where quite green – Margretetorp change horses at the road side - little village about 160 yards off (left) – row of hops looking well – nice country from Margretetorp to Karup at 11 ¾ road hilly and sandy but hard bottom – moor juniper and cranberry and bilberry covered sheep walkings[?] strewed over with granite boulders none very large –
At 11 ½ descend upon Karup and into plain that in the distance had looked like water drag on several times this stage
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Descend upon Karup ...
Good beech wood (like prince Christian’s) near Karup – scattered little village change horses at house[?] standing almost alone – several decent peasants there drinking out of little cups coffee? went in – could have coffee in 10 minutes – No! in ¼ hour had fresh milked milk and very good brown cake or bread and excellent butter – enjoyed our breakfast – I stood all the the while –
The rooms strewed with juniper – we liked the smell
very good brown cake or bread
Off again at 12 23/.. from Karup the road hilly and sandy but hard bottom – good deal of moor land – crops no where heavy but short and thin – at 2 good clean pretty town of Laholm but drive thro’ it with out changing horses as the handbook says, very pretty river winds round the town – 4 or 5 minutes out of it picturesque broad shallow stream rushing under wooden bridge from a mill – and at 2 25/.. peep at the Baltic and same river winding towards very pretty – the people every where very clean and well dressed –
At 3 35/.. Baltic (Kattegat) near (½ mile) left – sort of large open common – poor pasture – and sea nearish till enter (pass wooded bridge over river) at 4 50/.. into the good little town 2 story high houses of Halmstad where stop at the far end to change at 4 55/.. neat Grande Place and white washed church – nice town – the river runs its short course to the Kattegat and is here as good as the Ouse at York –
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Two pictures of the river Nissan’s outlet into the Kattegat and on the right the castle of Halmstad (top W R Kerzka mid 1800′s, bottom Oscar Ohlson 1887)
At every change of horses write in Daybook name (Madame Lister) where from (Helsingborg) where going to (Gothenburg) number of persons (4) having done this last (par ignorance) first time here (Halmstad) – the sun very hot here – a few drops of rain between 1 and 2 – cold mornings and evenings? very hot in the sun – sortie by pretty white washed tree embosomed gateway – every where the people very decent and civil – sandy but hard bottom out of Halmstad – from 6 pretty drive thro’ wood and braks and mossy or wooded hill at 6 47/..
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North gate (Norreport) Halmstad (Carl Stendahl 1879)
Stop to change at Qvibille very pretty picturesque little scattered village white washed church and dark brick red washed wood houses, red tiled and straw thatched – wooded hill all round more or less distant – very pretty for the last ¾ hour – but thin short oats and other corn – about after 7 alight for ¼ hour –
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Qvibille Inn c. 1900
Horses refuse the hill– change the wheelers to the faulty leaders places – very pretty hereabouts farm and civil people give us cherries – we like the Swedes they are so civil – the cherries were brought out the moment the man heard we were English –
Rounded wooded hills and red straw thatched cottages with white chimneys and windows shatters – oak, birch, ash, alder, aspen – granite boulder fence walls – beeches as fine as prince Christian’s trees – all thro’ the forest and finer oaks and soon after 8 near the rounded granity (gneiss?) green and dark[?] granite boulder covered rocky hills – remind me of mountains and the fine mountain Norway scenery we are going to –
Drived from 7 ¾ to 8 ¾ just as we stop at Slöinge small pretty much scattered village, white church – the potatoes and corn everywhere the best crop they have – ‘tis now quite beautiful night quite light enough to write but growing duskish –  tho’ the moon 1/8 way up the sky and bright and apparently about ¾ full, seemed setting, now we
All little hillocky warty moor windy granite boulders greened over with grass or juniper or cranberry or bilberry – then cornfields and folds[?] as everywhere patches pared thin and burning and patches of more dew or fog rising like smoke – hills all around – very thick dews in patches
Now at 9 50/.. or 10 5/.. by the clocks here can only just see to write this –
Marginal notes:                  leave Helsingborg
                                             view off Baltic
                                             Breakfast at Karup
                                             Halmstad
                                             drived
1839 July Sunday 21 (diary)
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Got up 3 ¾  Went to bed ..
Had fallen asleep after being called – were to have been off at 4 – unluckily could not persuade Mr Mu[n]the to settle anything last night – obliged to give him 7 Sovereigns and 16 half ditto = £15 at ten Dollar Banco per Soverign! money enough ought to have been provided at Copenhagen – 
Carriage valued at 500 Dollar Banco 10 per cent duty = 50 Dollar Banco etc. etc. = 55+ Dollar Banco paid to the custom house – harness above 56 Dollar Banco 50 Dollar Banco paid in advance for the posting etc. etc. hotel bill 4.24 so that altogether we paid before leaving Helsinborg 168 Dollar Banco engaging to give the coachman at Gothenborg 33.18 Banco and then we had to live on the road – 22 5/8 Swedish miles about 150 English miles – not true that one can travel quite for nothing even in Sweden – 
Gave Gross 4 Dollar Banco in account and off at last – nevertheless thinking Mr Munthe tho’ he must gain by our soverigns above 2 out of the 15 besides probably some further premium at the hands of our Swedish hussar coachman whom he found us – but we could do no better – Gross of no use save as a servant to wait upon us – 
Off at 5 50/.. from Helsin[g]borg, Hotel Munthe – with one Swedish hussar coachman John Harder and the man to bring back the horses sitting on the boot imperial – our harness very decent – at our 4th relais, at Karup, at 11 ¾ alighted and therefore ordered breakfast fresh milked milk and brown cake or bread and excellent butter – ready for us in ¼ hour price 32 skillings = 1 Dollar rigsgeld = 2/3 Dollar Banco almost a single house – neat, the rooms strewed over with and strong-smelling of juniper – not disagreeable – Karup a very scattered village several men drinking something (coffee) out of small cups – all very civil – 
Off again at 12 23/.. – flat, sandy, thin-cropped country but everything Swedish new to us and therefore interesting – the low red painted houses, straw thatched or red tiled (or brick between squares of wood) –  picturesque – from Karup road sandy but good hard bottom – not so deep as from Lingen to Hazelunne in Oldenburg – and from Karup a good deal of moorland covered with low sheep-eaten juniper cranberry and bilberry – we thought Engelholm at 8 25/.. and Laholm at 2 4/.. nice neat good little towns – 
Halmstad at 4 55/.. a nice little town – sortie by a pretty whitewashed tree-embossed gabel-ended gateway – from Laholm the country improves in the picturesque – peeps of the sea – just out of Laholm cross picturesque rapidy stream – picturesque mill there – and pretty – road sandy out of Halmstad, but pretty drive from there thro’ wood (forest) and breaks and moors or wooded hill – crops everywhere thin and short – 
Qvibille at 6 47/.. very pretty picturesque little scattered village whitewashed church and dark brick red washed wood cottages straw thatched or red tiled – bad horses from here – alight about after 7 for ¼ hour the horses turning restive up a hill – put the wheelers into the faulty leaders places – 
A civil farmer finding we were English gave us cherries looking ½ ripe, but eating good – the Swedes all very civil – very pretty drive from Qvibille – about 8 we near the rounded granity or gneiss? hills – Slöinge at 8 ¾ just as we had finished our dinner of Helsinborg bread and butter and cheese and Deventer gingerbread – 
The potatoes seem everywhere the best crop they have – the moors are everywhere striking as being as it were warty, the granite boulders greened over being thick upon the and giving the ground this singular appearance – 
At 9 50/.. I could just see to write – the dew lying on the ground in very thick patches, like thick fog or smoke creeping along at no great height – to clear ground for crops, they first get off the surface stones, then pare and burn – see no turnips – 
I kept awake, and the twilight continued, very little less light than at 9 50/.., till about midnight – I then slept but awoke at 2 a.m. and found it then so light that I could very well see to write – then slept till near 6 – 
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