#con. marz

[inlumenhq]

Lily Potter, 25, Gryffindor Alum - Presumed Dead

Edward Tonks, Lily Potter, and Marz McKinnon went missing on October 31st. Many believe they are dead but their relatives believe otherwise. Something terrible is afoot and there is no knowing what the outcome may lead to.

past

Lily’s life had been relatively normal up until age eleven. Sure, there were the occasional moments of things once out of reach floating to them or lights flickering when mad, but those were easily dismissible. Age eleven proved those moments were not as dismissible as initially thought. The letter from Hogwarts arrived once summer and thrust Lily into the wixen world. From the moment they stepped into Hogwarts, Lily had to defend why they belonged at the school. Many classmates labeled Lily’s blood as dirty and treated them as lesser than the rest of the student body. 

Lily’s less-than-pure blood didn’t stop them from becoming one of the best wix of their age. They could do better magic than some of the students with pure blood and knew those students didn’t like it. Lily didn’t care though, believing they belonged and willing to defend that right for themselves and other students every day if they had to. Lily was vocal about muggleborn rights and unafraid to challenge their elitist peers. They could be deemed a little too vocal, but Lily didn’t care. They were proud to be muggleborn and determined to make sure people knew they deserved to be treated as an equal.

present

Lily is determined not to let the Death Eaters get to them. No torture, slurs, or disgusted expressions will break them since becoming broken is not an option. Not standing tall could lead to their and Marz’s downfall and that would be unforgivable.

connections

Bellatrix Lestrange -  Bellatrix has nicknamed themself the punisher when it comes to Lily and has no shame in discarding their mask when causing harm. Lily tries to look them in the eye, trying to stay strong, but the daily bullying and torture are beginning to strip away at them. 

Jace Avery - The voice behind the mask is so familiar, and yet Lily cannot place it. Lily is waiting for the moment when the person messes up, they do seem so on edge and fidgety after all. Then maybe Lily might have the upper hand. 

Marz Mckinnon - Marz was the younger sibling Lily didn’t know they needed. With Marlene as a best friend, considering Marz as family was inevitable. It breaks Lily’s heart to see Marz in the same position they are, leaving Lily quick to jump in if it means making things more tolerable for their friend.

Pranavi Zabini - The two have little in common. In fact, the only thing Lily would have counted as a shared trait was having children around the same age and similar tastes in baby products. While the two have interacted very little, Lily is surprised to admit things were pleasant the few times they did.

Bios and posts that reference Lily Potter can be found by clicking this sentence.

Suggested FC’s

María Pedraza, Erin Kellyman, Bree Kish

Lily is not open to apply for at this time.

[knifesxedge]

HI COBRA STARSHIP MUTUAL HOW WE FEELING RN??

I AM. SO GOOD ITS BAD.

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Chris Campana, Tony Harris, Jeph Loeb, Ron Marz, Brandon Peterson, and Lee Weeks are coming to Baltimore Comic-Con 2024

Chris Campana, Tony Harris, Jeph Loeb, Ron Marz, Brandon Peterson, and Lee Weeks are coming to Baltimore Comic-Con 2024 #BaltimoreComicCon #BCC #BCC2024

[alien-insomniac-05]

Might consider going to an anime conventions sometime. I’m not a big anime fan but seeing homestuck, hazbin hotel and other stuff kinda makes me wanna go to one.

[whumpyourdamnpears]

Fruit of the Wicked: Chapter Ten

Content Warning: lady whump, male whumper/female whumpee, POC whump (whumpee is a Black woman), age gap whump (whumper is an older man), religious whump (Christianity), captivity whump, non-con drugging, brief suicidal ideation

Thank you to Marz for beta reading this chapter

Word Count: 1833 Previous Next

“I come bearing gifts,” the man said the next time he entered the room. Dani watched, bleary-eyed, as the man approached her, holding a single plastic water bottle, its contents sloshing as he moved.

“I thought you said gifts,” she mumbled as he crouched down in front of her, stretching out her arm to take the bottle from him.

“Be grateful you get even this much.” He reminded her, passing the bottle off to her. Dani took the bottle, moving it from side to side the second it entered her hand. The way the water moved about the bottle quickly enraptured her rapidly drying out brain.

“You gonna drink it or what?” The man asked.

Dani didn’t hesitate before unscrewing the top of the water bottle and pouring its contents down her throat. She left a little bit of it to swish around in her dry mouth, begging for it to sink into her gums and tongue for some much-needed moisture.

The man chuckled and nodded as Dani downed nearly the entire bottle. “I’d apologize for not getting you water sooner, but we both know water opens up the flood gates for further needs, and besides, watching you when you finally get it is a whole lot more fun this way.”

“Oh, I bet,” Dani snapped, rolling her eyes.

“I have to say, though, the crankiness is not my favorite.” He told her in a warning tone of voice. Dani decided not to press, instead looking down at the bottle in her hand.

The man looked at her, expecting. “Don’t you have anything else to say to me?”

Motherfuck— “Thank you.” Dani muttered, refusing to make eye contact.

The man smiled, his lips curling in on themselves. “You’re most certainly welcome, darlin’.”

She hated him. Hated him.

“Did you know it’s been almost a week since you’ve been here?” The man asked her. Dani shook her head. Admittedly, she’d lost count of the days when the hunger began to hit. “Today’s your seventh day.”

Seven days. How had it only been seven days?

Seven days without food, or consistent access to water. Seven days of being forced to interact with this fucking freak. Dani couldn’t help the way her eyes bugged when she inhaled. Seven days into however much longer there was of this. Should she start counting down the days until he eventually got sick of her and ended things? Was he beginning to get sick of her already? He had given her water this time, unprompted. That was a good sign, wasn’t it?

Did she even want it to last much longer than this?

The man began pacing around the room, inspecting the books and knick knacks that rested on the higher shelves. Dani watched him, confused. “What are you doing?” She asked as she watched him lift up a paperweight from one of the shelves above her.

“Just waiting,” he hummed. “I need to take care of a few more things before we leave, but have to wait to get some of them done.”

Dani perked up, nearly hitting her head on the shelf above her. “Leaving? We’re leaving? Leaving for where?”

“No, my daughter and I are leaving.” The man said. “You, darlin’, are staying here. I can’t trust you not to make a mess of things while we’re out and about yet.”

Dani deflated. “Oh.”

The man laughed. “Did you seriously think I’d bring you anywhere in this state? With your behavior? Come on, now. You should know better than that.”

Dani squirmed in her seat. “Where are you going?” She asked.

“That,” the man fiddled with the cuffs of his flannel. “Is for me to know.” He glanced down at her, smirking. “You’ll get to know soon enough.”

Huffing, Dani began to crinkle the water bottle in her hand, eliciting a pained look from her captor. “I’d argue I’ve been very well-behaved.”

“Oh, would you? I think the bruise on my shin would beg to differ.”

Dani smiled to herself. “It bruised?”

The man narrowed his eyes. “Don’t be too proud of yourself. May I remind you of what that little choice got you?” He gestured over to the unused bedpan.

For a moment, the world began to blur. Dani quickly blinked the blurriness away. An unwanted side effect of the hunger she experienced, no doubt. Groaning, Dani rubbed her head. “And how long are you guys going to be gone for?” She asked.

“Until later tonight. I don’t trust you to be by yourself for that long.”

“Wow, thanks for that show of confidence.” Dani remarked sarcastically. Her head felt weird, fuzzy, even. Despite the length of time without food, she hadn’t felt anything like this since…

“Did you give me something?”

The man stopped, turning to finally face her. “Give you what?”

Dani didn’t respond, instead choosing to give him a knowing look.

The man crouched down and held out his hand. “If you don’t want the water, I can just take it back.”

Dani sheltered the bottle with her body. Despite its near emptiness, she did not want to part with it. It was, after all, her only source of water. “Never mind,” Dani mumbled, curled around the bottle.

The man hummed, nodding his head and standing up from his crouch. “Then don’t complain. What you get is what you get.”

And you don’t get upset. Suddenly, memories of her mother saying exactly that flooded to the forefront of Dani’s mind. It almost made Dani teary-eyed to think of her, of what she must be doing now that her daughter was gone, in some reclusive older man’s remote cabin in the woods.

Almost.

So, they continued on, the man with his pacing, Dani with nursing the water bottle and her headache, which was slowly worsening. Eventually, it got to the point where Dani started to find it hard to stay sitting up, so she pushed herself up against the bookshelf to keep herself upright.

The man watched as she did so. “How are you feeling?” The man asked, scrutinizing her.

“Fine,” Dani began to slur. Definitely not normal. She glared at the man as the world began to get blurry again.

He gave her a little smirk in response. “Did you really think I’d just leave you to your own devices while we were gone? You could get into some serious trouble with us not here to stop you.”

Dani could distantly feel her body begin to slide off the bookshelf as he went on, slinking down towards the floor.

“It’ll only last for a few hours. We should be home by the time it wears off. For now, though,” the man bent over and pet Dani’s head as she finally slid all the way down onto the floor. “You’ll just have to take a nice little nap until we return.”

“Fuck you,” Dani slurred as she fought to keep her eyelids from sinking shut.

“Goodnight,” the man drawled as he walked away from her and approached the doors to the study. When the door opened and the man slipped out was when Dani finally allowed her eyes to close.

———

The room is dark when Dani awakens. She stares at the ceiling as the room begins to come back into focus. Rolling onto her side slowly, Dani looked to the doors. The lights were off on the other side, too, and there was no movement. Groaning, Dani rubbed her head as she came to.

She was alone. Really, truly alone, for the first time in days. Sitting up, her head spun, but she stayed up, and that’s what matters. Looking around, Dani verified she was alone before turning to the bookcase behind her. He deserves this, Dani thought to herself as she stretched to pull a book off of the shelf. She turned to a random page before gripping the edge of said page and tearing. The page ripped from the spine, fluttering down from the book to the floor. It felt good. Dani ripped another one out. And another. She kept ripping until a small, folded piece of paper fluttered to the floor.

Dani stared at the folded up piece of paper, perplexed. Her mind was still muddy from whatever was in her water, but she still knew that the folded piece of paper tucked into the book was not part of the book’s binding itself. It could be nothing, Dani thought to herself. It could just be annotations, or an old flyer used as a bookmark. It could be nothing. Still, her hand reached out for the paper, anyways, and reverently unfolded it to find a few nicely written words written out in pencil on the page.

Dear Whoever Comes Next, the paper read. I’m sorry.

I’m sorry?

The writing continued. That’s all I really have to say to you. I’m sorry he took you. I’m sorry he made you his. And I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to stop it.

The letter went unsigned. Dani stared down at the paper, the words staring right back up at her. Before she could even think about what she had just read, a rumbling sounded from outside the cabin, getting louder and louder before stopping abruptly, headlights shining through the windows and the glass study doors. They were home, and there Dani sat with evidence of snooping around in her lap. She quickly scrambled to grab all of the ripped up pages and shove them back into the book, letter included, and then slammed the book shut, shoving the book back onto the bookshelf before the front door to the cabin swung open. Dani laid back down before the two of her captors could see she was awake, turning her back to the doors so they couldn’t see her face.

They came in quietly, shutting the door behind them. One set of footsteps walked right past the study, followed by a small thud that Dani had come to know as the ladder to the daughter’s room coming down from the ceiling and hitting the floor. The other set of footsteps instead walked right to the study doors, opening them and walking inside.

Dani slammed her eyes shut, hoping that pretending to be asleep would save her the grief of having to talk to the man about his night. The footsteps approached, stopping right behind her. She unintentionally tensed, and hoped that the man wouldn’t be able to tell. Dani could feel as the man moved closer to her, crouching down beside her to inspect her face. She stayed as still as a statue for all of it. All of it, except for when the man moved a strand of hair hanging in Dani’s face to behind her ear. Her face scrunched as she resisted the urge to bite the man’s hand.

“Goodnight, darlin’,” The man said quietly. “See you in the morning.”

As soon as it was safe to, once the man was long out of the room, Dani finally allowed herself to shudder.

Taglist: @flowersarefreetherapy, @generic-whumperz, @deluxewhump, @another-whump-sideblog, @pigeonwhumps, @lektricwhump, @watermelons-dont-grow-on-trees, @sowhumpshaped, @dietofwormsofficial, @starsick1979

[sazed-s-faith-crisis]

Okay guys I am spreading myself too thin. What fic should I work of (spoiler alert all of them are some degree of Marzed)

Okay below the poll are summaries and pros and cons

Name: ?

Summary: Basically yeah its Marsh and Sazed with kids. Sazed's literally TWO shards, he can make/spawn/create some kids that are biologically his and his husband's. (also adoption)

features:

a very cute tiny steelrunner who likes to abuse her powers

Kelsier being the irresponsible fun uncle

TenSoon giving rides to toddlers

Marsh and Sazed being sleep deprived

Sazed discovering the wonders of caffeine for the first time and slowly forming a dependency

2) Name: Gold Doesnt Heal All

Basically an au where Harmonium doesnt make Atium. Instead one last small piece of atium found extends Marsh's life until mid era 3. When Marsh dies Sazed loses his shit and becomes Discord. A mix of scenes involving not just Sazed losing his shit, but also Marsh and Mare being friends in the beyond

features:

Lawful evil discord!Sazed that I have legitimentally had a lesbian friend jerk off too???

help I dont know if thats good or bad

Kelsier getting bitch slapped

Great fic to just sob too

fluff in the beyond (meeting past dead characters!!)

(lerati)

3) Name: ?

As canon compliant as I could get fic about Marsh and Marasi going to this interplanetary coffee shop and its short 250-750 word chapters of Marsh and Marasi talking and Marsh dropping random parts about his past (Marasi is very concerned) Also End of chapter bloopers with Wax and Steris and Marasi

features:

Marsh adopting Marasi. Very cute

BISEXUAL MARASI!!!

A kandra named TaLeen who has chronic ADHD, swears a lot, has a crippling caffeine addiction, and is in general really sweet, but sucks at her job of being a barista

Marsh being Marasi's gay uncle (Marsh and Saze are married <3)

Marsh teaching Marasi how to scam people with cards

Did I mention TaLeen?

4) name: ?

smut

Yeah its just my 4 various ficlets of just Marsh and Sazed fucking because of trauma recovery therapy yk?

features:

smut

[custards-neopronouns]

could u make a list of candy/candy-making related pronouns? ur blog is so fun to scroll through :>

Of course! And I'm glad you enjoy the blog :]

🍭🍬 Candy Themed Pronouns (Big List!)

can/candy/candys/candyself

sugar/sugar/sugars/sugarself

dye/dye/dyes/dyeself

con/confection/cons/confectionself

taff/taffy/taffs/taffyself

gum/drop/gums/gumdropself

lolly/lolly/lollys/lollyself

pop/lollipop/pops/lollipopself

jelly/bean/jellys/jellybeanself

cara/caramel/caramels/caramelself

li/licorice/licorices/licoriceself

truffle/truffle/truffles/truffleself

toff/toffee/toffees/toffeeself

sweet/sweet/sweets/sweetself

syr/syrup/syrups/syrupself

sucrose/sucrose/sucroses/sucroseself

nill/vanilla/vanillas/vanillaself

gel/gelatin/gels/gelatinself

treat/treat/treats/treatself

marz/marzipan/marzs/marzipanself

butter/scotch/butters/butterscotchself

[slaapkat]

both andy lanning and ron marz were soooooo incredibly nice i wish cons could feel like this again

[thedevotionaltour]

kyle can do galleries bc that's the type of art he makes but i think conceptually it would funny—bc marz had him go oh no i didn't wanna do comics bc too much work to draw that shit over and over and then he winds up doing them anyways— that when he starts to work on comics his agent goes you should start tabling at some fests and conventions you'll do great there and he thinks about how all he has is a smattering of all over the place comic gigs he took and i imagine he's just like i don't knowwwww that sounds scary. and the last time he made a zine was one time when he was still in art school. could also be asked if this when he's working at feast and his first collection of his comic for that is put together and his boss is like it would be greeeaaat if you could get us out there at the little small press expo happening and he goes i dont knoooowwww thats scaryyyyyy because all he understands is small gallery opening with white walls bc thats where his education and personal art career was for the majority of time. at the gallery he can float around and play smart artist for a bit but at a con— which are events he much prefers to attend than work— he has to be face to face with each customer and watch as they walk away from his three dollar comic like it's nothing and he has to live with it. he knows everything at his gallery shows won't sell but what he does sell he can make a pretty little penny or at least some real good pocket change and even when he doesn't sell he can still be a big boy and handle it fine he's used to it. but there's a particular pain of watching the guy in front of you wordlessly pick up your comic flip through hold it for a bit then walk away without a word. and he doesn't even take your business card. and he can't even get up to go get a drink or some snacks except once for a small period of time every few hours.

[mygallerys-stuff]

Interiorizar y reconconer a tu espiritu animal es igual y proporcional a interiorizarte y reconocerte.

Me miro las alas detrás de mi espalda, las veo dibujadas por medio de mi sombra que se encuentra adelante de mí, enmudezco y no creo en la posibilidad de al fin ser. La llegada de la primavera y un nuevo sol despejan las dudas como nubes grises. Me habló con el corazón en las manos "solo es cuestión de que te lo creas, ya eres lo que sueñas".

Marz-2024

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Jan Duursema, Garth Ennis, Tom Mandrake, Ron Marz, Al Milgrom, and Craig Rousseau are coming to Baltimore Comic Con

Jan Duursema, Garth Ennis, Tom Mandrake, Ron Marz, Al Milgrom, and Craig Rousseau are coming to Baltimore Comic Con #baltimorecomiccon #bcc2023 #bcc

[stilouniverse]

Il Forte delle Marze

Sorge sul litorale tra Castiglione della Pescaia e Marina di Grosseto. Oggi presenta l’aspetto di un edificio residenziale, una grande villa sul mare, anche se dell’antico apparato rimane la struttura quadrangolare con base a scarpa le cui pareti, ai livelli inferiori sono rivestite in pietra e a quelli superiori in laterizio. Molti i rifacimenti odierni come la loggia che copre la bella terrazza…

[true-trauma]

Napoli nella musica rap sta regnando forte da qualche anno. Sono anni che assume sempre più una sua identità, e il fatto che la Red Bull scelga il capoluogo campano per l’evento rap dell’anno è una prova che attesta l’importanza di questa città.

Nel 2022 sul palco salirono @fabrifiblog , Il Guercio, Marracash, Madame, Ernia e @geolier capitanati da Dj Tayone. Quest’anno invece è toccato a Geolier (unico confermato dallo scorso anno, oltre a Marracash, annunciato pochi giorni prima dell’evento a sorpresa), Luchè (annunciato durante il dissing con Salmo, che avrebbe dovuto partecipare insieme agli altri artisti), @noyznarcosnn , Lazza e Rose Villain, questa volta diretti da Young Miles.

Il rap riparte da Napoli.

Il 64 bars è un progetto che dalle sue origini, avvenute intorno al 2019, si poneva nel proporre il rap in una chiave molto classica: un mc e un produttore, nient’altro. Rime e barre, rime e barre, molte volte senza ritornelli, con sperimentazioni di flow e di stili musicali. Lo testimoniano, ad esempio, i tre freestyle di Marracash (prodotti rispettivamente da Crookers & Nic Sarno, Marz e Tha Supreme), lo testimonia il 64 barre di Salmo prodotto da Luciennn, così come il 64 barre di Geolier prodotto da Poison Beatz e Dat Boi Dee. Elementare, Watson. Vince chi fa le barre più fighe nei pezzi.

Napoli è stata scelta sicuramente per il suo immaginario: piazza Ciro Esposito, in zona le vele di Scampia è un luogo iconico per il rap, in cui si sono formati nomi come i Co’ Sang, omaggiati anche da Luchè nella serata di sabato 7 ottobre quando con Geolier ha interpretato Over da Dove volano le aquile, dove Guè girò il video di Tuta di felpa con Ntò e dove fecero lo stesso i due rapper francesi che compongono il duo Pnl con la canzone Le monde ou rien.

Negli ultimi anni, le vele di Scampia stanno anche affrontando un periodo di bonifica e riqualifica, nella speranza che possano finalmente affrancarsi, una volta e per tutte, da tutta una serie di luoghi comuni che vuole quella zona come zona piena zeppa di contesti criminali e ai limiti della legalità.

Avere uno show del genere in zona è un’ottima opportunità per tutti, artisti e giovani ascoltatori di rap, che crescono, se vogliamo, con un esempio virtuoso di come l’arte può farsi veicolo di messaggi positivi di riscatto e di vittoria, lontana dai guai a cui spesso viene allacciata da un certo tipo di stampa mainstream.

Dopo il primo 64 bars live.

Al termine del primo Red Bull 64 bars live nel 2022, il pubblico di Napoli si era resa testimone di una promessa: “ci vediamo nel 2023”. E così è stato: Red Bull ha rispettato i patti, e nella prima metà del 2023 ha iniziato a svelare i nomi, che pian piano hanno iniziato a pubblicare e a incidere i loro 64 bars freestyle. Nella stessa data, Young Miles, Salmo, Rose Villain, Geolier, Lazza e Noyz Narcos hanno postato nelle loro storie la data dell’evento. Non tutti, tuttavia, avevano pubblicato il loro 64 bars. Tra loro, mancava all’appello, ad esempio, Geolier (che ne aveva rilasciato uno lo scorso anno per il primo evento Red Bull a Scampia), e un altro che pure mancava all’appello era Salmo.

La questione Salmo: il freestyle, il dissing e l’annuncio di Luchè.

Nel freestyle rilasciato da Salmo questa Estate, Salmo “ha fatto ’o panico” come si direbbe dalle parti di Napoli. Infatti, nel pezzo prodotto da Luciennn, giovane talento che si sta facendo notare nella scena da un po’, Salmo ha fatto espliciti riferimenti a Luchè, con cui aveva avuto dissapori accesi nel 2019. Solo via Instagram, si intende. Un dissing mai evolutosi in musica, non fino a questa Estate.

In un passaggio, infatti, Salmo rappa: “l’Inferno lo conosco bene / ci tornerei per farci un mese / una vita di promesse spese / driiin: squilla il telefono inglese”, facendo riferimento al famoso telefonino inglese su cui, a dire di Luchè, aveva i messaggi di Salmo in cui si complimentava con lui per il disco Malammore, mentre Salmo sosteneva di non aver mai ascoltato Luchè.

Apriti cielo. Dopo il rilascio del freestyle, per quattro giorni è andato avanti un pesante scontro a colpi di rime, con dissing pubblicati finanche a distanza di un paio di ore l’uno dall’altro: accuse, punchline, rime, cattiveria, stile che volavano, mentre due tra i maggiori esponenti della scena se le davano di santa ragione.

Proprio nel mentre del dissing, Red Bull, essendo Napoli una città da sempre legata a Luchè per ovvie ragioni, aveva annunciato anche la presenza di Luchè, subentrato in un secondo momento. Sebbene molti volevano il dissing una finzione per sponsorizzare l’evento, Salmo pubblicò un commento categorico sui propri social: “non parteciperò all’evento di Scampia”. Molti hanno collegato questa decisione al fatto che abbia ricevuto minacce di morte da parte di alcuni utenti sui social proprio durante il dissing avuto con Luchè.

In realtà, Salmo spiegherà i motivi della sua assenza solo due giorni prima dell’evento, specificando che: 1. La Red Bull era al corrente della sua assenza da questa Estate e l’aveva resa pubblica solo pochi giorni prima, sostenendo anche essere poco professionali; 2. Non avrebbe più partecipato all’evento poiché non gli avrebbe fatto piacere dover interagire con una persona con cui non va d’accordo.

Suonano ironiche le parole pronunciate da Salmo durante l’intervista con Gq Italia, dove aveva dichiarato, a proposito della frecciatina a Luchè: “nel rap, quando fai freestyle, intrattieni, fai le punchline, se avessi voluto insultare avrei detto un’altra roba. Però invece che stare lì a rompere le palle ci gioco su, è una cosa scherzosa. Non penso che si offenderà, si farà una risata anche lui”. Lineare, no?

Sia come sia, Salmo davvero ha dato buca. Del resto Napoli è “la città di Luchè”, come afferma quest’ultimo in Potere e, al di là della questione “interazione sul palco” tra i due (che avrebbero comunque potuto limitare al minimo) ci sarebbe potuto essere un serio problema durante l’esibizione: un’eventuale risposta negativa da parte del pubblico, che avrebbe potuto compromettere la naturale esibizione dell’artista sardo.

A poco è servita anche la storia rilasciata dalla pagina della Bfm Music, etichetta fondata da Luchè. Storia passata quasi inosservata, in cui si son dichiarati dispiaciuti per il forfait di Salmo, specificando che sarebbe stato un’ottima occasione di confronto tra i due artisti, e anche un ottimo modo per accogliere Salmo con l’amore che si merita.

Il concerto.

Il concerto alla fine si è fatto. Con o senza Salmo, ma con la presenza a sorpresa di Marracash, annunciato pochi giorni dopo la data partenopea del Marrageddon (ancora una volta Napoli ha mostrato il suo rispetto nei confronti del “king del rap”, come se non fosse bastata la dimostrazione della settimana prima), e di Anna, con ogni probabilità protagonista del Red Bull 64 bars del 2024 (che potrebbe, peraltro, anche cambiare location).

Durante il concerto tutti gli artisti sono stati giostrati da Young Miles, e hanno avuto modo di cantare un quarto d’ora a testa circa, esibendosi con i loro 64 bars rilasciati per sponsorizzare l’evento con l’aggiunta di alcune loro hit. Luchè, unico a non aver ancora pubblicato ufficialmente il suo di freestyle, ha avuto modo di presentarlo qui in anteprima, mandando il pubblico in visibilio.

Come nel 2022, anche quest’anno gli artisti hanno interagito sul palco: Lazza e Geolier, ad esempio, hanno portato Chiagne, Luchè e Noyz Narcos hanno cantato Casa mia, giusto per fare due esempi. La conclusione è avvenuta con un’esibizione a sorpresa di Geolier e Luchè che hanno interpretato Over, brano in collaborazione contenuto in Dove volano le aquile, e che contiene un campione di Int ’o rione dei Co’ Sang, di cui Luchè ha specificato essere un tributo.

Il prossimo Red Bull 64 bars live.

Red Bull ha confermato l’organizzazione dell’evento anche per il 2024, dopo i successoni delle prime due edizioni. In molti sperano che la location torni ad essere ancora una volta Scampia, in quanto sarebbe un ottimo segnale per la città di Napoli, che negli ultimi tempi sta vivendo un periodo aureo per i concerti (basti pensare alla doppia data dei @coldplay , o alla data del Marrageddon), e ci si auspica pertanto che questo periodo magico continui anche nel 2024. Nel frattempo, abbiamo solo la conferma che si farà, e abbiamo anche un nome dato ormai per certo: Anna, che negli ultimi tempi si sta facendo notare sempre di più, e dal 2020 è in continua ascesa, dando voce, insieme anche ad altre sue colleghe, una possibilità anche alle female rappers di poter avere una voce nella nostra nazione.

Voi chi vi auspicate ci sia al prossimo Red Bull 64 bars live? E dove sperate che lo facciano?

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“L’angolo della Poesia”: la decima edizione della rassegna di Pesaro è dedicata alle minoranze linguistiche

“L’angolo della Poesia”: la decima edizione della rassegna di Pesaro è dedicata alle minoranze linguistiche. Dal 24 al 29 luglio nel giardino della Biblioteca San Giovanni. Si rivolge all’“Oltre lontano”, la X edizione della rassegna “L'angolo della poesia” di Peppino Saponara che affronta quest’anno il tema delle minoranze linguistiche “presenti nel territorio italiano ma sconosciute a molti”. L'appuntamento è nel giardino della Biblioteca San Giovanni da lunedì 24 a sabato 29 luglio, dalle 20:45. «È un piacere - ha detto Daniele Vimini, vicesindaco assessore alla Bellezza - tornare a presentare la rassegna che torna alla sua forma estesa di 6 giorni; dimensione che permetterà alla narrativa di Saponara di sviscerare il tema di quest’anno, nei tempi e nei modi più consoni». Un tema, quello delle minoranze linguistiche, «“Centrale” rispetto al dibattito nazionale e “centrato” rispetto al flusso di pensiero che vorremmo portare avanti con Pesaro2024, che avrà nella multiculturalità e nell’incontro due assi fondamentali» ha aggiunto Vimini prima di ringraziare gli organizzatori della rassegna: «La creatività e la capacità di adattamento de “L’angolo della poesia” ci hanno permesso di trovare una formula innovativa in cui svolgerla; si terrà in un nuovo “angolo” della città quello abbracciato dalle mura storiche che cingono la Biblioteca San Giovanni. Ed è davvero suggestivo che questo luogo splendido, tra i più belli d’Italia, possa accogliere e celebrare proprio la poesia». L’edizione 2023, «Andava fatta - ha spiegato Giuseppe Saponara, autore e regista, e curatore della rassegna -. Le minoranze linguistiche sono troppo spesso tenute ai margini del sistema Italia e fuori dalla conoscenza degli italiani, nonostante alcune di loro siano tutelate dalla legge. Ogni serata ospita esegeti e conoscitori di queste lingue e dei poeti più importanti nelle rispettive comunità, e rappresentanti delle minoranze catalane, occitane, ladine, cimbre, grikali e albanesi (arbereshe). La questione delle minoranze linguistiche porta con sé argomenti che riguardano l’importanza di essere piccoli e il valore delle fragilità. Le affronteremo con digressioni di natura filmica, televisiva e musicale». E in collaborazione con Stefano Teodori, che ha sottolineato: «Lavorare a Pesaro, per questo evento, è sempre molto arricchente. In particolare quest’anno mi ha permesso di conoscere personaggi e storie incredibili, che mai avrei pensato. Come videomaker e autore metto insieme testi, immagini e video per costruire scenograficamente “L’angolo della poesia”, per accompagnare lo spettatore in una situazione intima ma che offre uno sguardo d’insieme». Poesia, parole, musica, proiezioni saranno al centro delle sei serate – promosse insieme a Labirinto Cooperativa Sociale - in programma da lunedì, che accoglieranno anche tanti ospiti a partire da Domenico Morelli, presidente Comitato Federativo Delle Lingue Minoritarie (Confemili) che presenterà la legge 482 del 1999 nella prima serata di lunedì 24 dedicata al catalano. Spunti di riflessione saranno poi Il piccolo principe, di Antoine de Saint-Exupéry e il premiato The Whale film diretto da Darren Aronofsky da cui è tratto il monologo che sarà presentato durante l’appuntamento che si concluderà sabato con la serata dedicata al Ladino. CALENDARIO “L’ANGOLO DELLA POESIA” 2023 Lunedì 24luglio / Catalano – Con Domenico Morelli. Carlo Sechi e Pierluigi Alvau dirà Rafael Catardi. Martedì 25 luglio / Griko – Con Caterina Paolinelli e Marco di Meo. Silvano Palamà dirà Vito Domenico Palumbo (poeta salentino). Mercoledì 26 luglio / Occitano – Con Teresio Troll ed Emanuele Rauco (glaucho Marz). Rosella Pellerino dirà Claudio Salvagno. Giovedì 27 luglio / Cimbro - Con Mimmo Locasciulli e Giancarlo Dotto. Vito Massalongo dirà Piero Piazzola. Venerdì 28 luglio / Albanese (Arbereshe) – Con Walter Baldi, Elena Pontiggia, Elisabetta Spinelli, Doriano Zurlo. Fernanda Pugliese dirà Matteo Luciano de Gregorio. Sabato 29 luglio / Ladino – Con Mario Piazza e Sergio Gamberale. Denni Dorigo dirà la poesia delle Dolomiti, per tutta la comunità.... #notizie #news #breakingnews #cronaca #politica #eventi #sport #moda Read the full article