#cyndi stein

[fallingblueroses]

A short little thing to go along with this from @willows-adventures-in-words

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Layne was huddled up on his living room couch under a blanket. Cyndi was doing something in the kitchen, and the girls were at school. It was the morning after Tony had rescued VoicePlay and brought them home, and Layne still couldn't stop shaking. The plug in his neck felt as if it had swollen to three times its size, and he had to keep touching it to make sure it wasn't growing. Stupid, he knew, but his mind was going crazy.

Kurt had been smart, Layne had to give him that. Cyndi had shown him the video that Kurt had posted of them, and he'd barely made it through thirty seconds of it before he'd had to run to the bathroom and throw up his breakfast. Thousands of people had witnessed VoicePlay's captivity and torment and thought it was nothing more than a clever collaboration project. Even if they went public now it would just be seen as the next part of the production. No one suspected a thing. Kurt was safe.

He heard Cyndi's phone ring and then her soft voice. "Hello? Oh hi Kathy.... Layne's resting right now." A pause as Kathy obviously talked, and then Cyndi gasped. "Oh my God. Is he okay?"

Geoff? Layne sat up and listened. His mind went back to the previous afternoon when Tony had been driving them away from Kurt's hideout. Eli and Earl had both been groggy and had slept most of the time. Geoff had stared straight ahead, eyes wide, unmoving except for the occassional head bob or arm twitch. He hadn't said a word.

Cyndi's worry was evident in her voice. "Okay. Okay, I'll keep an eye on Layne. You should let Nick and Ashley know to...Okay. Let us know if you need anything. Keep us posted. Bye." Cyndi fell silent.

When the silence stretched out Layne forced himself to walk to the kitchen on wobbly legs. "Cyndi?"

Cyndi looked up, startled. "Layne! You should be resting." He didn't resist as she pushed him back toward the couch.

"Did something happen to Geoff?"

Cyndi was quiet for a long time after Layne was seated back on the couch. She finally whispered "Geoff tried to pull his plug out with pliers. Kathy had to take him to the hospital. He almost bled to death."

Layne covered his plug with his hand without thinking. Like his, Geoff's plug was in his neck alongside veins and arteries and nerves and...Layne shuddered. He had thought about trying to pull the plug out, but those thoughts went out the window. "Is...is he going to be okay?"

"Kathy said he's in surgery now. They have to finish removing the plug and repair the vein." Her eyes watered. "Layne, I know you want it out, but don't--"

"I won't. I promise." He curled up in his blanket. A spark of anger that was directed at himself as much as it was Kurt flared briefly. He should be stronger than this. He had to think about Cyndi. About his girls. About VoicePlay. They'd need him... "Can...can we go see him?"

"After he's out of surgery. I want you to rest for now."

"I can't."

"Please try at least."

Layne nodded. "I'll try." He laid back down and let her tuck the blanket around him. He closed his eyes, but sleep never came.

***

Layne adjusted the scarf around his neck as he and Cyndi got off the hospital elevator. It was really too warm for a scarf, but Layne didn't want people staring at the plug in his neck. He fought to keep his expression calm as he and Cyndi found a pale and haggard Kathy in the waiting room.

Cyndi hugged her close. "How is he?"

"Not good." She pulled back from Cyndi. "It's...hard to explain. I'll let you see for yourselves."

Layne braced himself as they walked into Geoff's room. Geoff's neck was heavily bandaged and a plastic tube drained red and yellow liquid from under the bandages into a vial. His eyes were wide and blank and his mouth was moving, but Layne couldn't hear what he was saying. He leaned down and put his ear close to Geoff's mouth.

"...build a rocket ship, then we'd fly it far away." Geoff's voice was weak and hoarse. "We would dream of outer space..."

Layne jerked back in horror. Kathy spoke behind him. "It's that song. The one...He's just performing his part over and over. Like he's stuck on repeat."

"Dear Lord," Cyndi said softly.

Layne watched as Geoff's head drooped and his eyes closed. The end of the song. He waited, and after about a minute Geoff jerked awake and his mouth began to move soundlessly again. Kathy's voice was thick. "He lost his voice forty-five minutes ago."

"My God," Layne whispered. "Why don't they sedate him?"

"The nurses say since he's not being violent, a doctor needs to examine him first."

Layne felt Cyndi's arm go around his waist and hold him close to her. Tears stung Layne's eyes as he watched Geoff. He knew that in Geoff's mind he was back in that studio hideout, plugged in, being controlled against his will. And Layne had no idea what to do to help him.

[willows-adventures-in-words]

More for the 21 pilots mashup thing I work on sometimes. The other part I posted can be found here.

Whumptober prompts 26: Nightmares breakfast table | parting words regret | “I'm haunted by the lies that I have loved, the actions I have hated.” word count: 560

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He felt himself waking up. Though his mind was foggy, Layne listened to the footsteps walk across the room. And the voice that accompanied them. “-is doing really well.” Layne realized he was still plugged in. “So I was thinking we should start to decide on the next one. Waving through a window is pretty popular. Could have you guys do that one.” He walked around behind him as he continued talking. “Maybe do a throw back and go for a Disney song.” It was a struggle, but Layne managed slight movement in his arm. Only to realize he was restrained. Wrist tied to the armrest of the chair he was seated in. Right. The consequences of his actions. “But I guess before we do something like that I should figure out how to get you guys to be more animated.”

Kurt was quiet but Layne could still hear his footsteps for a moment. There was silence for awhile. He didn't hear him leave. He was still in the room. Layne tried to think. How long has it been? Months? He had no idea. Too many blanks. But... He had to do something. Layne was pretty sure he was the only one lucid enough to try anything. Did he want to risk moving? To find out where their captor was? His fingers twitched. “Hm? No, you're not trying that again.” Footsteps. “Time for you to clock out.” No. No no no. The cord was pulled. No... Then the heavy darkness fell over him.

-~-

Layne jerked awake. Shoving the blankets off, he nearly fell out of bed in his hurry to get up. He was breathing hard. Panicked. Eyes darting around the room as his hand went to his neck. Then his eyes shot over to the window. Taking his hand from his neck he pulled the curtain back. It took a minute before it clicked. Home. He was home.

He stepped back, the curtain falling closed, leg bumping against the bed-frame, and slumped down on the edge of the bed. His hand found its way back to his neck, covering the electrical plug. “Layne?” came the tired voice of his wife. He heard her, but he wasn't listening; his mind someplace else entirely. His heart pounding. It was so vivid. Felt like he was still there. Still... “Layne.” He let out a shaky breath and lifted his head slightly as Cyndi stepped over. She knelt down in front of him. His eyes followed her. He tried to focus. Drag himself back to the present. “You're okay.” She lifted her left hand and gently rested it over the one he held to his neck. “You're safe. You're safe and home.” She removed her hand and rested it on his cheek. “You're home, Layne.”

After releasing a shuddered breath, he leaned lightly against her palm and whispered, “I'm home.”

“Yes you are.” Layne could hear she was near tears. They lingered for just a moment longer before she got up and held him. He wrapped his arms around her. They both needed this. He's only been back home for a handful of hours. Layne closed his eyes and just focused on the sound of Cyndi's heartbeat. Her breathing. And soon her sniffling as she quietly cried in his hair.

[erstwhile-punk-guerito]

[blackbirdsnonsense]

The latest in my Ghoul Squad AMVs features the star of G2 herself, Draculaura!

Also, sorry to anyone in Russia who wants to watch this video but apparently the SME said "Screw you" cause of the song I used!

[monoclegraphic]

tag par @cavarage olalalla chat tu vas découvrir des trucs 😂

— rules: go here and make a poll with your top 10 most listened-to artists (long term!) and let your followers choose which one they like the most (règles : allez ici et faites un sondage avec vos 10 artistes les plus écoutés (à long terme!) et laissez vos abonnés choisir celui qu’ils aiment le plus)

Pour celleux qui ont envie de le faire, amusez-vous, je suis curieuse de voir ce que vous écoutez 💕

[jules-has-notes]

Into the Night (Hocus Pocus) — PattyCake Productions music video

The PattyCake guys are, above all else, storytellers. So when they found themselves with the time and resources to create a never-before-seen portion of one of their favorite movies, they leapt at the chance. While they were at it, they took the opportunity to write a brand new song for their beloved witchy women, and it's an absolute toe-tapper.

Details:

title: Hocus Pocus – Into the Night

performers: Kimberley Zurzolo (Winifred Sanderson); Jaimz Dillman (Mary Sanderson); Stephanie Trilli (Sarah Sanderson); Stevie Christofore (Dani Dennison); Cyndi Stein (mother); Doris Stein (baby); Nicholas Andrew Louie (Binx); Alexander Browne (store clerk); Ashley Zicky, Hannah Juliano, Layne Stein, & Tony Wakim (featured vocals)

written & arranged by: Layne Stein & Tony Wakim

release date: 21 September 2019

My favorite bits:

the poetic backstory narration

all three ladies' fantastic characterization

recreating the "Amok!" moment from the movie

the sisters getting spooked by the automatic doors

Mary guzzling baby oil because she thinks it's made from babies

poor little Dani trying not to fall out of the sky while cringing away from Winnie

stirring the potion with that unnecesarily huge spoon

Sarah and Mary singing a bit of "Come Little Children" as harmony

Trivia:

This project started out as a recreation of a deleted scene from the original movie.

It's a follow up to their previous Hocus Pocus music videos, "Hocus Heathens" (2016) and "Look What You Made Me Brew" (2017).

Kimberley took over the role of Winifred from Jennica due to availability issues. Like her predecessor, she had also played Winnie in Disney World's Not-So-Scary Halloween festivities in 2016 and 2017, but retired after the second year, and hadn't performed since. This video was Kimberley's first on-camera work.

Dani was played by Layne's step-daughter Kaley in "Hocus Heathens", but she had outgrown the part in the ensuing three years. They kept things in the family by passing the role to her younger cousin.

Stevie was featured in the PattyCake's Halloween video the next year, "Bump in the Night", which the Sandersons also appeared in.

The crowd of trick-or-treaters includes several of the cast and crew members' kids, relatives, and family friends, as well as local young performers recruited through an open casting call. (Some of their grown-up cast members from other ongoing series expressed disappointment that they didn't meet the age requirements.)

PattyCake put countdown posts on their social media in the days leading up to the video's release to build anticipation.

On the same day as the video, they released an audio EP containing both the studio and video versions of the featured song, along with two versions of "I Put A Spell On You", in the style of Hocus Pocus and their own "Hocus Heathens", as well as their spooky Taylor Swift mashup "Look What You Made Me Brew". Patreon patrons also received an exclusive audio track, their cover of "Come Little Children" from the movie.

They released an extended version of the recreated deleted scene without the song a week later.

A month after the initial release, PattyCake put out an enhanced version of the music video with creator commentary and behind-the-scenes footage, as well as a full BTS video.

They also later posted a clip from that behind-the-scenes video of filming in the cottage interior set on PattyCake's secondary Instagram account.

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As an additional treat, they teamed up with two-time Cupcake Wars winner Jillian Hopke to create some Sanderson sisters inspired snacks.

[acaplaya-musings]

Voiceplay Visuals: Boy Bands In 5 Minutes (post 1/2)

I really love this video (even though I'm not originally familiar with all the songs), and there is so much stuff that happens on screen that either I would have to limit the amount of screencaps I take (and where's the fun in that?), or just break it up into two parts (maybe more, we'll see how we go).

This video premiered in June 2019, Geoff was in charge of both the arrangement and the video, and this includes 14 songs!!! And there are different outfits for every single one! Which is why this'll be broken into multiple posts.

Starting off with a very quick snippet of I Want You Back by NSYNC...

...which transitions into I Want You Back by Jackson 5! (Also I want all of their shirts)

Got some fairly simple choreography (or simple-looking at least, apart from the very precise group timing), which often has me dancing along with them! 😄

Also lol rip Layne

The Beatles! (except it's a Fab Five, not the Fab Four!) Layne is Ringo, the drummer, of course, and I wanna say Geoff is being Paul McCartney, since he plays bass guitar, but Geoff's air guitar isn't left-handed. And Earl and J are just vibing

Looking sharp there, boys! 👌

"Wait where did my backup performers the other guys go?"

"You should see the size of his wallet!"

Left to right we have Ashley Jacobson, Cyndi Stein (I hope I didn't get them mixed up), Nick Perez, and Kathy Castellucci. The Voiceplay spouses!

First of all, appreciation for a very smooth transition:

And second of all, appreciation for those red blazers, they are absolutely styling (and Geoff especially looks really good okay bye)

To whoever had the idea to make the guys do the Single Ladies choreo for Walk Like A Man: I love you 😂

This move is NOT EASY. I've tried it, and yeah I could get about as far down as Earl, despite having a few more physical advantages. J None killed it (made it look easy even), but Geoff actually did a pretty good job of it too (also how tight were those pants, I wanna know) (and rip Layne falling over)

"oh thank god we don't have to do any dancing for this bit"

Not always a fan of fedoras, but yeah nah yeah I can vibe with it here (also J is wearing glasses here!)

"M'lady" (I'm sorry)

"Never trust a big butt and a smile" (the immediate contrast/juxtaposition here is just-)

Love the shoes! Also the choreography for this bit is harder than it looks

Okay well this is the halfway mark of the video (half of the songs anyway), so this is where I'll break it off and make a second part, which you can go to here!

[newagesispage]

                                                                          JUNE2023

THE RIB PAGE

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The next class of Rock and Roll Hall of Famers is here. Willie Nelson, Kate Bush, Rage against the Machine, Missy Elliott, Sheryl Crow, George Michael, The Spinners, Chaka Khan, Al Kooper and Bernie Taupin are in. Don Cornelius is named for the annual Ahmet Ertegan award. I am stunned that Warren Zevon, Iron Maiden and Cyndi Lauper did not make it.  No Zevon? What?

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Russia State Media has offered Tucker Carlson a gig.

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Jake Bon Jovi is engaged to Millie Bobby Brown.

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The Met Gala wowed but had its controversy since the theme was to honor Karl Lagerfeld.  Protestors reminded us that he was not a pleasant person. He was called out for cruelty to fat people, women immigrants and sexual assault survivors. The good part was the black and white. Best dressed to me were Bryan Tyree Henry, Emily Blunt, Kerry Washington, Margot Robbie, Keke Palmer, Janelle Monae, Alton Mason, Lil Nas X, Yung Miami, Eryka Badu, Vera Wang, Lily Collins, Rachael Brosnahan, Salma Hayek, Viola Davis and Stella McCartney. And WOW! Glenn Close looked amazing. Jared Leto and Doja Cat were cats.

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The HGTV Brady Bunch house is for sale for 5.5 mil.

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Aerosmith and Kiss are on farewell tours.

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The Diplomat will be back for a second season.

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George Santos has 13 criminal charges against him. And, he can vote in the house? With criminal charges?

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It is amazing the maze one goes thru as a senior. I have been thru it for about 10 years or so but it does not get easier. Why are there parts to Medicare? Humans need all the parts. There has to be a better way than filling out the same paperwork over and over.

*****

So, Woody Allen saved Andrew Stein’s life with the Heimlick maneuver?  

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Michael Flynn and Clay Clark created and are traveling with this absurd right wing Reawaken America tour. A few highlights are baptizing people into the ‘Army of God’, claiming that Democrats are “Baby butchering mongrels” and that immigrants will take your place. The shows are often held in churches where they claim vaccines are genocide and homosexuals and pedophiles do not honor God.  They often declare that Jesus is King and Donald J. Trump is our President. Besides the $250- $500 to get in, the speakers often ask for donations to their legal funds. ** It’s a pep rally on spiritual steroids. ** A Maryland poll found that 61% of Republicans think the U.S. be declared a Christian nation.  

*****

You can’t use reason to convince anyone out of an argument that they didn’t use reason to get into. -Neil deGrasse Tyson.

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Oathkeeper Stewart Rhodes got 18 years in prison! ** Ron Desantis says he would consider pardoning some of the Jan. 6 convicts.

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The writers are on strike. Michael Mckean and Annette O’Toole were handing out cookies to the picketers.

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Looking forward to the new show, Class of ‘09 with Bryan Tyree Henry.

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Unemployment is at its lowest numbers since 1969.

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Queen Charlotte was the third in the Bridgerton saga. I think it was the best!

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Did ya see Menedez and Menudo?? Mind blown! It does put a different vibe on the whole Ricky Martin mess.

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Ice Cube has the right to ask what the Dems have done for the black community. Civil Rights Act, Voting Rights Act, Medicare, Medicaid, Social Security, Obamacare, economic empowerment legislation, creating community banking to combat red lining. -Wendall Pierce

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Mage won the Kentucky Derby.

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A slaughterhouse cleaning company, PSSI, owned by Blackstone, denied they were employing third shift 13-17 year olds. They were caught with at least 102 kids at 13 plants in 8 states. They have settled their case with the government. They paid 1.5 mil and didn’t dispute, didn’t explain.

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Beetlejuice 2 is coming.

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Robert DeNiro and Tiffany Chen welcomed a baby to the world.

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Extremist Chris Licht let Trump run roughshod over Kaitlin Collina and the U.S. I suppose we better get used to that sort of thing over at CNN. ** E. Jean Carrol won her defamation and sexual abuse lawsuit against Scary Clown 45.

*****

Charlie Sheen and Chuck Lorre made up. The actor will appear in Lorre’s new program with Sebastian Maniscalco.

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Two staffers were attacked at the Fairfax office of Rep. Gerry Connolly.

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The Durham report’s 300 pages found nothing really. We already knew the FBI didn’t exactly follow procedures but after 4 years, new steps are in place.

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Days alert: Diedre Hall hit her 5000th episode. Woo Hoo! **How many Peacock references are the writers supposed to make on Days of Our Lives?? ** The heart to heart between Anna and Nicole about Nic’s pregnancy was so well written, thank you!! ** More Wendy and Li please. Loved Megan’s reference to Kris when she was talking to Roman!!

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The Bay is pure soap heaven.

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Clint Eastwood is bringing us Juror number 2 with Toni Collette, Zoey Deutch, Nicholas Hault and Kiefer Sutherland in Jonathon Abrams 15- year old script.

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It looks like Tim Scott, Chris Christie and Ron DeSantis are running for Pres.** The DeSantis roll out was a bit of a mess.

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Kamal Harris and hubby went to Brittney Grimes first WNBA game since her return.

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Killers of the Flower Moon runs about 3 and a half hours.

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AAAHHHH look at all the feral people.

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So Bill Gates had an affair with a young woman he met playing bridge. Then Jeffrey Epstein found out, paid for her classes and tried using that as leverage against Gates. -Dave Benolt

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R.I.P. Gordon Lightfoot, Gail Christian, victims of shootings, Richard Carver, Alicia Alain, Grace Bumbry, Jacklyn Zeman, Helmut Berger, Jim Brown and Tina Turner.

[carmenvicinanza]

Debbie Harry

https://www.unadonnalgiorno.it/debbie-harry/

Debbie Harry è la cantautrice, attrice e attivista statunitense arrivata al successo internazionale come front woman della band Blondie.

Nata col nome di Angela Trimble a Miami, il 1º luglio 1945, aveva tre anni quando è stata adottata dai coniugi Harry del New Jersey, il senso di abbandono da parte della madre biologica è stata sicuramente una forte componente del suo sentirsi estranea e fuori posto.

A 20 anni, dopo il college, si è trasferita a New York immergendosi nella sua scena musicale underground. Per mantenersi ha fatto tanti lavori, è stata anche coniglietta di Playboy e cameriera al Max’s Kansas City, il famoso club frequentato da artisti come Andy Warhol, Patti Smith, Janis Joplin e Miles Davis.

Ha suonato in vari gruppi punk rock prima di incontrare Chris Stein con cui, nel 1974, ha fondato il gruppo Blondie e vissuto un’intensa relazione d’amore e il fortunato connubio musicale. Hanno condiviso anche la dipendenza da eroina e la terribile malattia che ha quasi ucciso l’uomo di cui si è presa cura per anni, prima di separarsi nel 1987. Stein è rimasto suo amico e collaboratore artistico in quasi tutti i suoi progetti.

Sin dai suoi esordi, ha combattuto il sessismo nell’industria della musica.

Debbie Harry, sempre stata di una bellezza prepotente, è apparsa spesso in servizi fotografici e sfilate di moda.

Approdata al cinema con il documentario del 1976 The Blank Generation, nel 1979 è stata protagonista nel suo primo film, Union City.

Una lunga carriera anche quella di attrice, ha recitato in oltre trenta film tra cinema e tv. Rifiutando il cliché della bambola bionda, ha interpretato, sul grande schermo, una serie di personaggi a volte sgradevoli o decisamente ambigui.

Dopo l’enorme successo coi Blondie, nel 1981 ha iniziato la sua carriera da solista in uno stile più pop con Koo Koo dall’iconica copertina del disegnatore di Alien, in cui il suo volto, trafitto da grossi spilloni, venne censurato in Inghilterra per il forte impatto visivo.

Icona della musica e della moda punk, negli anni ha collaborato con importanti artisti come Andy Warhol il cui sodalizio artistico portò a una serie di ritratti elettronici con Amiga il computer della Commodore e alle copertine di diversi album. Il maestro della pop art, una volta dichiarò che se si fosse dovuto sottoporre a un intervento di chirurgia estetica, avrebbe voluto diventare come lei.

Debbie Harry ha sperimentato vari generi musicali, scalato le classifiche di mezzo mondo e fatto fortunati tour internazionali. Ha collaborato con mostri sacri del rock come Iggy Pop, i R.E.M., Giorgio Moroder, Moby, Nick Cave, Phil Collins e molti altri.

Nel 1998 la canzone Atomic è stata scelta dalla Coca Cola per il suo spot per il Campionato Mondiale di calcio.

Nel 2006, con la band Blondie è entrata nella Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. L’anno successivo ha partecipato al True Colors Concert Tour, evento in supporto dei diritti umani creato da Cyndi Lauper.

In febbraio 2017 ha vinto il premio Icona di stile della rivista Elle.

Paladina di molte battaglie civili ha suonato in sostegno del Tibet, per i diritti delle persone Lgbtq+, ha anche rifiutato di esibirsi in Russia, nel 2014, per la loro politica discriminatoria verso le persone omosessuali. Attiva nella difesa l’ambiente, si è esibita per Greenpeace, al concerto Rainforest Fund Benefit, nel tour di lancio di Pollinator dedicato al tema della sopravvivenza delle api, ha indossato un mantello con la scritta Stop fucking the planet.

Ha sfilato più volte con abiti realizzati con materiale riciclato. Nell’ottobre 2019 è stata pubblicata la sua autobiografia dal titolo Face it.

Non ha fatto mai mistero della sua vita sessuale libera, negli anni settanta fece scalpore la sua dichiarazione  soltanto le donne e le persone gay hanno qualcosa di nuovo da dire nel rock.

Ha mosso i suoi primi passi in un ambiente musicale ancora estremamente sessista in cui una donna che capeggiava una band era poco credibile.

Da un passato turbolento e di dipendenza oggi è orgogliosa della sua vita salutare, vive a Manhattan con i suoi cani e passa il tempo a scrivere musica, dipingere e leggere.

[squadrah]

headcanon - drag queen names (and what songs would they lip synch to)

Full disclosure before I begin: I am out of my element here simply because I don't watch enough stuff (and that is on me and on my whole ancestral line), but I went with my intuition and songs from their timeline, and I think I did a good job!

Risotto: Electra Carnage ★ Destiny by Jennifer Rush

Formaggio: ChiChi Rockit ★ Girls Just Want to Have Fun by Cyndi Lauper

Prosciutto: Gloria Excelsior ★ Holding Out For A Hero by Bonnie Tyler

Pesci: Daisy Chains ★ Baby One More Time by Britney Spears

Ghiaccio: Nicole 2000 ★ Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar

Melone: Sister Voracious ★ It's Raining Men by The Weather Girls

Illuso: Stracciatella ★ Toy Boy by Sinitta

Sorbet: Francine Stein ★ Material Girl by Madonna

Gelato: Madam Jinx ★ Bad Reputation by Joan Jett

[littletroubledgrrrl]

I wish Pia in the 80's made more Madonna-esque dance pop music and made music that sounded like Blondie, Cyndi Lauper, Samantha Fox, Paula Abdul, Belinda Carlisle, Janet Jackson, Mary Jane Girls, Appolonia 6, even Sade, Club Nouveau, 80's freestyle, New Jack Swing, new wave and synth pop and maybe even recorded some disco in the late 70's and early 80's.

Pia working with Nile Rogers, Stock Aitken and Waterman, Jellybean Benitez, Stephen Bray, Patrick Leonard, Full Force, Prince, Rick James, Blondie's Jimmy Rogers and Chris Stein, and maybe even David Bowie would be awesome.

[reidgraygubler]

hurry back, pretty boy (spencer reid/reader)

Title: Hurry Back, Pretty Boy Request: yes!  Couple: Punk-y!Spencer Reid/Punk-y!Fem!Reader Category: Fluff Content Warning: swearing, mentions of sex, mentions of marijuana, mentions of a case, mentions of vomit Word Count: 2,867 Summary: Reader owns a bar and a little bit punk. She and Spencer are in a relationship. Reader learns about the BAU teams out-side of work personalities  A/N: got this sweet request the other day. I took some creative liberties but followed the request closely. I did make spencer one hundred percent out of character, but he still acts like our precious innocent bean :) thanks for the love! check out my masterlist!

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Everyone has a different personality inside and outside of work. Like, me for instance. I work at a bar, the one I own. Inside work, I have to be flirtatious and funny. I have to sell, sell, sell. Because if I don’t I don’t have a house. I have an entire act I have. I’m the flirty, punky, bitch that all the fat bastards love. However, outside of work, I’m still the flirty, punky, bitch… I’m just more to myself and not as… Out there. 

Same story with my amazing and loving boyfriend, one Doctor Spencer Reid. He works as a profiler for the FBI’s Behaviour Analysis Unit, aka BAU. While Spencer was at work, he was the sweet, innocent boy who doesn’t know sex or how to flirt. He was their sweet, shy, innocent Pretty Boy… Inside work. However, outside work, when he was here at the bar with me or anywhere else… He’s pretty much like me. Though, he’s not a bitch, or bastard. He’s much kinder than that. Although, he’s still a little bit of a sweetheart. I guess that’s why I love him. He was still clever and smart, there was no getting rid of that. Personally, I just think that makes him so much more lovable. 

As for his colleagues, they were all different. I remember meeting them all for the first time. They all seemed high strung, professional people that didn’t seem to hang out with someone like Spencer or me. Boy, was I dead wrong. 

I met Spencer 5 years back. It was late one evening and he had just gotten off work, coming to my bar for a drink. He looked exhausted, like always. But this exhaustion was a different kind. Like he was stretched thin from whatever the case was he was working on. It was before I knew his true personality and self. I was thankful that he let his true colors shine, not to quote Cyndi Lauper or anything.

I think he was more nervous talking to me at first. I mean, it’s not every day you meet an attractive girl who has her arms tattooed with sleeves, colored hair, and several facial piercings. At first, I thought I was not his type. But then he asked me out and here we are, 2.5 years later.

“Hey guys,” I smiled as the team entered the bar. It looked like they all needed a drink of some sort. I smiled brightly as Spencer entered the bar behind his friends. When his eyes landed on me, his face lit up with excitement. He impatiently pushed past the team and came to me, basically jumping over the bar. I smiled as I pulled on his tie, bringing him down to my height. I was shorter than him by nearly a foot, and I loved it

 “Hey there Pretty Boy,” I smiled, bringing one hand to rest on his cheek, keeping my grip around his tie, before kissing him deeply. He hummed, snaking his arms around my waist to hold me closer. I laughed against his lips as Penelope and Morgan began to protest our affection. I pulled my hand from Spencer’s face to flip them off.  

“My shift is done in 15 minutes. I have extra clothes for you in my car. I’ll get you guys some drinks and join you if you’d like, once you’re changed?” I asked bringing my hands to rest on Spencer’s chest. I smoothed out the few wrinkles on his blazer and smiled. He hummed and nodded. I pulled my car keys from the pocket on my apron and placed then in Spencer’s hand. “Hurry back, Pretty Boy,” I went on my toes to peck his lips. 

Spencer looked over my shoulder and at his friends, his cheeks blushing slightly. I gently patted his shoulders to get his attention back on me. He sighed deeply before looking down at me, smiling softly before holding up the keys. “I’ll be right back,” he whispered, tossing the keys in the air and catching them. I chuckled and watched as he turned to leave. I kept my eyes on him as he left. Boy, I love when he wears suits, or a blazer and slacks. He looks so… professional. I would risk anything for this man… everything about this man… I love.

“What can I get you guys?” I asked, keeping my eyes on Spencer as he left. Even when he was no longer in my sight, I kept my eyes towards his direction. 

“Babygirl,” Derek, one of Spencer’s best friends, snapped in my direction and pulling my attention away from the back door and towards the group of agents. I smiled and looked at them.

“Drinks! Whaddya want?” I exhaled deeply as I placed my hands on the counter. Penelope, who I love dearly, was the first to the counter, nearly falling over herself as she pushed the others to the side. I cringed as her abdomen hit the wooden countertop, though she didn’t seem bothered by it. 

“I want whatever is fruity and whatever can get me drunk,” she looked at me, throwing her purse on the counter as she leaned towards me. I laughed and nodded as I got to work on her drink. 

“I take it it wasn’t a very good day?” I looked over my shoulder at Penelope, who was now sitting. Emily and Derek had joined her at the bar. The look of exhaustion on their faces told me that it probably wasn’t a good day. 

“You could say that,” Emily looked up at me. Her eyes looked tired, and I’m sure she wanted to drown her sorrows in liquor and tequila. She probably wasn’t able to drink, mostly because she could still possibly be on duty. I know what she and Aaron have been doing lately, taking down some people for drugs. I’m not risking my weed because of that. 

“Well, Agent Prentiss,” I looked at her with a smile as I handed Penelope her drink. “What can I get you tonight?” I grinned as I grabbed a  tiny cocktail umbrella, opening it, and sticking it in Penelope’s drink. She giggled as she followed the others towards an empty corner booth. I looked towards the direction of the others and smiled. 

“Anything, please, just give me anything,” she pleaded, dropping her hands onto the countertop. I smiled and nodded before making her something strong, but not strong enough to knock her out for the night. 

“Do I even want to know what this case was about?” I spoke out loud, pouring some vodka into the glass. Emily groaned before placing her head on the counter. Derek laughed and shook his head. “I’ll take that as a no,” I laughed, turning to place Emily’s drink on the counter. I looked at Derek and smiled.

“I’ll just have a beer,” he shook his head. I pouted. Drunk Derek is my favorite and will always be my favorite. I nodded, grabbing a stein and filling it with the best stuff on tap. “Go over there and save me and our Pretty Boy a seat,” I flashed Derek a smile as I placed the stein on the counter. 

“Yeah, I’ll save you and Pretty Boy a seat,” he teased as he stood up, grabbing his beer and leaving. I smiled and looked over at the group of agents. 

“Did you have a good day?” Spencer’s voice sounded like music to my ears as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I hummed as he peppered my neck in kisses. I dropped my head to my shoulder and smiled as he continued to kiss my neck.

“Probably a better day than you and the others,” I mused, keeping my eyes on the team. They were laughing and fooling around with themselves, even though they all looked exhausted. Spencer chuckled, his breath fanning over the side of my neck, making me exhale deeply. 

“My day was okay,” he laughed, his grip around my waist tightened a bit. I laughed and shook my head, resting my hands on top of his. “I had the day off, unlike Derek, Emily, Penelope, and Hotch,” he added before pressing a kiss to my jaw. 

“Oh yeah, I forgot about that,” I laughed as I turned around to face him. He wrinkled his nose before placed a kiss on my lips. I laughed as his stupid tongue piercing hit my lips. “I always fucking forget that you have that,” I pulled my head away from him and spoke. Spencer laughed before sticking his tongue out at me. A silver ball/tongue stud sat on the center of the tip of his tongue. 

“I quite like it,” he pressed it to his lips before smiling at me. I laughed and shook my head. Spencer looked down at me before pressing his lips to mine again.

“How about, you go join your team? I’ll make you a drink and meet you over there?” I batted my eyelashes at him. He laughed, his laugh making me feel giggly inside, before kissing me for the third time.

“If I must,” he pouted before releasing me from his grip. He smiled at me before going to join his friends. I leaned on the counter, folding my arms over each other as I stared at Spencer’s ass. Damn, he looked good in jeans. I don’t know why he didn’t wear them more often. And, the way his plain black tee-shirt hung off his shoulders… I could do unspeakable things with it. Or, maybe he could…  The few tattoos he had on his arms made me smile. God, I love this side of Pretty Boy, Doctor Spencer Reid. 

I sighed deeply, shaking my head clean from the dirty thoughts I was having of my boyfriend. I was quick making a neat whiskey for Spencer, and myself a boozy drink. I grabbed a few glasses and a bottle of wine, for JJ, Aaron, and David, placing everything on a tray, before finally going to join everyone at the booth. 

“And here is everything,” I placed the tray on the counter before sitting on the bench beside Spencer. He smiled as he wrapped an arm around my waist. I looked at him and placed his drink in front of him. “Wine for the mother and fathers,” I looked at JJ, Hotch, and Rossi. JJ looked eternally grateful that I brought over a bottle of wine. I wouldn’t be surprised if she would drink all of it in one shot. I’ve attended girl’s night before with JJ, Emily, and Penelope. They like to start off early, leaving me to be the designated driver before I had on sip of alcohol.

“You… Are the best,” she whispered as she grabbed for the bottle and a glass for herself. I fished for the swiss-army knife buried in my pocket and handed it over to her. She smiled as she pulled it from me and opening it to the corkscrew to open the bottle. 

“I’m really guessing today wasn’t good,” I widened my eyes as I watched her pour the wine till her glass was totally full. Spencer looked over at me and shook his head.

“Best not get into it, Princess,” he whispered. I cringed before sipping my drink, shivering as the alcohol hit my tongue. The conversations went on, as usual. Talking about whatever it was they wanted to talk about. And, sure enough, Spencer always had something to say. 

{***}{***}{***}

“Anyone want some weed?” A regular of the bar asked somewhere across the bar. I anxiously sipped my drink as Aaron and Emily shared a look, silently telling each other that they’d have to bust my bar. I wrinkled my nose and shifted in my seat, not liking that I’d probably lose my job and dealer over that. I’ll have to talk to him about that later when there aren’t 6 FBI agents in my presence and in my bar.

Spencer, who was a little bit drunk at this point in the night, leaned over and wrapped his arms around my body. I let out a strained laugh as he leaned his full weight on me. He pressed his lips sloppily to the side of my head. 

“I luh you s’much,” he whispered, poking my nose. I grinned and looked over at him. I raised my eyebrows, my smile becoming smugger. He huffed out a breath of air as he let his body become one with mine. I inhaled the faint smell of whiskey and even fainter smell of marijuana in his breath. God, if only Hotch and Emily knew that their innocent, smart agent partook in marijuana. To be honest, he mostly does it for stress and anxiety. And, it’s done him a great deal of good. “Did you know that? That I love you?”  he asked, resting his chin on my shoulder. 

“I think… I think it’s time we go home, Spence,” I planted my hand on his shoulder to steady him. He made a sound in protest. I widened my eyes as I looked around the table. “You only had two drinks. How are you this drunk?” I asked, looking at the two empty glasses sitting on the table in front of him. He swallowed roughly, opening his mouth to spit out some sort of incredible fact out. Only to fail when he hiccuped instead. I laughed and nodded. “That’s what I thought,” I whispered.

“You guys can’t be serious. You can’t leave!” Penelope looked at Spencer and I. I pouted as I slid out of the booth, Spencer falling over where I was once sitting. I laughed and shook my head. “Spencer’s fine! He’s not as much of a lightweight as you think!” She added in an exclamation. She did the exact thing when David and Aaron left nearly two hours ago. But, at this point, it’s later than that… And, I’m incredibly exhausted. Spencer’s the lightest lightweight I know. 

“Penelope,” I laughed and shook my head, “I know, for a fact, he’s had a busy day. Reading his little heart away. I haven’t seen him all day,” I gestured to the bar behind me. “I’ve been here all day. Please,” I looked at her and pouted. I wrinkled my nose slightly as my lip piercing hit my chin. Penelope looked at me, about ready to protest, but stopped when Derek placed a hand on her shoulder. 

“It’s about time we go too,” he spoke to her. I looked at him and flashed him a smile, thanking him for stopping her. Derek winked at me before turning back to his drunken friend. I looked down at the Pretty Boy. 

“C’mon, Spence,” I whispered, leaning over to help him up. Spencer looked at me as he threw his hand over my shoulders again. The way he looked at me made me want to melt slightly. “I’ll see you guys another day!” I struggled to wave at the other members of the team. They all bid their farewells to Spencer and I before we finally left. 

“Are we going home?” Spencer asked, keeping his weight on my body. I groaned, straining as he threw his other arm over me. 

“Yeah, baby, we’re going home,” I struggled to open the passenger side door. Spencer looked at me as I buckled him in, and smiled brightly. “Yes?” I smiled at him.

“I just love you so much,” he whispered, bringing a hand to rest on my cheek. I sighed deeply before kissing him. I pulled away and looked down at him. His eyes were watering slightly, making me chuckle lightly. I lifted my hand and placed it on his cheek. He hummed and leaned into my touch.

“Baby, I know,” I chuckled and smiled at him. Something flashed across his, his eyes widening as his cheeks puffed out. Fuck. He better not. “Oh no, I know that look,” I shook my head, pulling him so he’d throw up outside of my clean car instead of inside. He looked up at me, his eyes telling me that he was sorry before he threw up on the ground outside… Right, where my feet were. I groaned and held back my anger, not wanting to get mad at the mildly drunk Spencer. 

“I’m so sorry,” his face twisted as he realized he had just done. I wiped my face with both my hands and looked down at him. He was still looking at me, an apologetic look on his face.

“Baby, it’s okay. Don’t worry about,” I whispered, looking down at him. He nodded and wiped his upper lip. I flashed him one last smile before pushing the door shut. I looked down at the pile of sick on the ground and looked at my feet. I sighed as I kicked my shoes off and picked them up. 

“Give him grace, he doesn’t drink,” I whispered, looking at the ruined shoes. I opened the back door and placed the shoes on the seat before going around to the driver’s side. Spencer, surprisingly, was already asleep. I pouted. I loved drunk Spencer and his endless blabber of compliments. 

“Oh, Pretty Boy, you’re so sweet,” I smiled as I started the car and speeding away.

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kenny’s almost paradise playlist!

updated: april 14th, 2020

spotify + apple music

hey hey! since it’s gonna be a bit until part three comes out, thought i’d tide you over by updating the fic’s playlist! as always, it’s music that inspired me while writing, both lyrical and score. hope y’all get a kick out of the new additions!

lyrical:

almost paradise - mark reno and ann wilson

i thought my heart would beat in secrecy / i faced the nights alone / oh how could i have known that all my life i only needed you?

love of my life - queen

don’t take it away from me / because you don’t know what it means to me

sunglasses at night - corey hart

while she’s deceiving me / it cuts my security / has she got control of me?

every breath you take - the police

i’ve been lost without a trace / i dream at night i can only see your face / i look around but it’s you i can’t replace

take my breath away - berlin

watching, i keep waiting / still anticipating love / never hesitating to become the fated ones

dancing on my own - robyn

i’m giving it my all / but i’m not the girl you’re taking home

love is a battlefield - pat benatar

i can’t tell you why / but i’m trapped by your love / and i’m chained to your side

can’t fight this feeling - reo speedwagon

and i’m getting closer than i ever thought i might / and i can’t fight this feeling anymore

another one bites the dust - queen

how do you think i’m gonna get along / without you when you’re gone? 

waiting for a girl like you - foreigner

it feels so right, so warm and true, i need to know if you feel it too / maybe i'm wrong, won't you tell me if i'm coming on too strong? / this heart of mine has been hurt before, this time i want to be sure

keep on loving you - reo speedwagon

and i meant every word i said / when i said that i love you / i meant that i love you forever

unspoken - aaron smith

don’t know if i should / don’t know if i could / darlin’ you should know that i adore you

time after time - cyndi lauper

if you’re lost, you can look and you will find me / time after time / if you fall, i will catch you, i’ll be waiting

hostage - billie eilish

i don’t know what to do / to do with your kiss on my neck / i don’t know what feels true / but this feels right, so stay a sec

feels like this - maisie peters

when it feels like this / like a light came on / and you look at me like i’m all you want / how could i resist when it feels like this?

open arms - journey

nothing to hide, believe what i say / so here i am with open arms / hoping you’ll see what your love means to me

i love you - billie eilish

maybe won’t you take it back? / say you were tryna to make me laugh / and nothing has to change today / you didn’t mean to say “i love you”

you’re my best friend - queen

i’ve been with you such a long time / you’re my sunshine and i want you to know that my feeling are true / i really love you

video child - many voices speak

heard you got mislead by liars / and you didn’t hide your face / but in my mind, you’re still a tiger / and i’m still your friend

owner of a lonely heart - yes

owner of a lonely heart is so much better than being the owner of a broken heart

good old-fashioned lover boy - queen

what you doin’ tonight? / set my alarm, turn on the charm / that’s because i’m a good old-fashioned lover boy

when the party’s over - billie eilish

tore my shirt to stop you bleedin’ / but nothing ever stops you leavin’ / quiet when i’m coming home and i’m on my own / i could lie, say, “i like it like that, like it like that”

afterlife - hailee steinfeld

every time your name, it leaves my lips / burning still like words left unsaid / fire in my veins dream deeply in love remind me i’m alive

total eclipse of the heart - bonnie tyler

and i need you now tonight / and i need you more than ever / and if you only hold me tight / we’ll be holding on forever / and we’ll only be making it right cause we’ll never be wrong / together we can take it to the end of the line

my my my! - troye sivan

let’s stop running from love / let’s stop running from us

circles - wildes

if we’re searchin’ for the same thing / then why are we still suffering?

lost without you - freya ridings

i think i’m love without you / i just feel crushed without you / and i’ve been strong for so long / that i never thought how much i love you

every feeling - ezra furman

fuck the sadness, fuck the shame / i’m gonna feel every feeling / and only love, only love will remain

crashing - illenium (feat. bahrai)

how could i go home / when i feel like i belong / in your arms? it’s like champagne / feel it bubble in my veins

everything i wanted - billie eilish

but when i wake up, i see / you with me / and you say / as long as i’m here / no one can hurt you

fade - lewis capaldi

it ain’t no wonder why we lose control / when we’re always a heart attack from falling in love / well, i know that we’ve been hardly holding on / to tell the truth, i can’t believe we got this far

finally // beautiful stranger - halsey

used to think that loving meant a painful chase / but you’re right here now and i think you’ll stay

soundtrack from stranger things - written by kyle dixon and michael stein

season one

kids

starts to rain

this isn’t you

lay-z-boy

biking to school

kids two

the upside down

castle byers

fresh blood

spiked bat

gearing up

something in the house

eleven is gone

tribulations

season two

home

eulogy

choices

presumptuous

symptoms

shouldn’t have lied

entering the cellar

soldiers

on the bus

sick of cow

crib

what else did you see?

on edge

the return

run

the hub

[theatredirectors]

268 Directors and the end of the blog

This post marks the end of the Ask a Director experiment. I’m so grateful to all who have contributed, supported and engaged with it over the past six and a half years. 

This blog was started at a time when I felt incredibly alone in the directing field. I had always been taught that a director operates solo, that it was a lonely career and above all, it was based on scarcity. This was a style of working and living that didn't fit for me. I wanted to talk to other directors about their practice and thoughts about the field, both national and international. This blog was started as a way to connect, to uplift other directors and to create a conversation about the changing field and practices. 

It's surpassed all of these goals and brought me more joy than I can name. 

I'm now at a moment where my practice and advocacy are taking different and exciting paths and it's time for me to put this site to bed. I remain committed to uplifting other directors, to talking about the practice, to flattening hierarchies, to opening doors for new ways of working, and leading rehearsal rooms, companies, and classrooms away from silos and vacuums. Featuring these 268 different directors was just the beginning. 

I encourage you all to hire them (and others), advocate for them (and others) and choose to work in a system that values connection and generosity. 

Abhishek Majumdar

Adam Fitzgerald

Alice Stanley

Aliza Shane

Amanda McRaven

Amy Corcoran

Amy Jephta

Anisa George

Ana Margineau

Andrew Scoville

Anna Stromberg

Anne Cecelia Haney

Ariel Francoeur

Arpita Mukherjee

Ashley Hollingshead

Ashley Marinaccio

Andrew Neisler

Beng Oh

Ben Randle

Ben Stockman

Benjamin Kamine

Beth Lopes

Bo Powell

Bogdan Georgescu

Bonnie Gabel

Brandon Ivie

Brandon Woolf

Brian Hashimoto

Cait Robinson

Caitlin Ryan O’Connell

Caitlin Sullivan

Catie Davis

Cara Phipps

Carol Ann Tan

Carsen Joenk

Chari Arespacochaga

Cheryl Faraone

Chloe Treat

Christin Eve Cato

Christine Zagrobelny

Christopher Diercksen

Colette Robert

Colleen Hughes

Cyndy Marion

Dado Gyure

Dan Rothenberg

Daniel Irizarry

Danielle Ozymandias

Danny Sharon

Dara Malina

David Charles

Dennis Yueh-Yeh Li

Derek Spencer 

Donald Brenner

Doug Oliphant

Eamon Boylan

Elena Araoz

Emily Lyons

Emma Miller

Eric Kildow

Eric Wallach

Eric Powell Holm

Estefania Fadul

Evelina Stampa

Evren Odcikin

Evi Stamatiou

Francesca Montanile Lyons

Gabriel Vega Weissman

Gian Marco Riccardo Lo Forte 

Graham Schmidt

Gregg Wiggans

Hannah Ryan

Hannah Wolf

Heather Bagnall

Horia Suru

Ilana Becker

Ilana Ransom Toeplitz

Illana Stein

Ioanna Katsarou

Ioli Andreadi

Irina Abraham Chigiryov

Iris Sowlat

Isaac Klein

J Paul Nicholas

Jack Tamburri

Jaclyn Biskup

Jacob Basri

Jake Beckhard

Jaki Bradley

Jamie Watkins

Javier Molina

Jay Stern

Jay Stull

Jenna Rossman

Jenna Worsham

Jennifer Chambers

Jenny Bennett

Jenny Reed

Jeremy Bloom

Jeremy Pickard

Jerrell Henderson

Jess Hutchinson

Jess Shoemaker

Jesse Jou

Jessi D Hill

Jessica Burr

Jessica Holt

Jillian Carucci

Joanne Zipay

Jo Cattell

John Michael Diresta

John Kurzynowski

Joe Hedel

Jonathan Munoz-Proulx

Jose Zayas

Josh Kelley

Josh Sobel

Joshua Kahan Brody

Joshua William Gelb

Julia Sears

Justin Schlabach

Kareem Fahmy

Karen Christina Jones

Kate Bergstrom

Kate Hopkins

Kate Jopson

Kate Moore Heaney

Katherine M. Carter

Katherine Wilkinson

Kathy Gail MacGowan

Katie Chidester

Kendall Cornell 

Kendra Augustin

Kholoud Sawaf

Kimberly Faith Hickmann

Kim Weild

KJ Sanchez

Knud Adams

Kristin Marting

Kristin McCarthy Parker

Kristin Skye Hoffman

Kristy Chambrelli

Kristy Dodson

KT Shorb

Kyle Metzger

Kylie M. Brown

Larissa Fasthorse

Larissa Lury

Laura Brandel

Laura Steinroeder

Lauren Hlubny

Lauren Keating

Lavina Jadhwani

Jenn Haltman

Leta Tremblay

Lila Rachel Becker

Lillian Meredith

Lily Riopelle

Lindsey Hope Pearlman

Lisa Rothe

Lisa Sanaye Dring

Liz Thaler

Lori Wolter Hudson

Lucie Tiberghien

Luke Comer

Luke Tudball

Lyndsay Burch

Lynn Lammers

Mallory Catlett

Manon Manavit

Margarett Perry

Maridee Slater

Marina Bergenstock

Marti Lyons

Martin Jago

Matt Cosper

Matt Ritchey

Max Hunter

Megan Sandberg-Zakian

Megan Weaver

Meghan Finn

Melissa Crespo

Melody Erfani

Michael Alvarez

Michael T. Williams

Michaela Escarcega

Michelle Tattenbaum

Mimi Barcomi

Miranda Haymon

Molly Beach Murphy

Molly Clifford

Molly Noble

Morgan Gould

Morgan Green

Murielle Borst-Tarrant

Nana Dakin

Natalie Novacek

Neal Kowalsky

Nell Bang-Jensen

Nick Benacerraf

Noa Egozi

Norah Elges

Normandy Sherwood

Olivia Lilley

Orly Noa Rabinyan

Oscar Mendoza

Pablo Paz

Padraic Lillis 

Patrick Walsh

Pete Danelski

Pirronne Yousefzadeh

Portia Krieger

Rachel Karp

Rachel Wohlander

Randolph Curtis Rand

Raz Golden

Rebecca Cunningham

Rebecca Martinez

Rebecca Wear

Renee Phillippi

Renee Yeong

Rich Brown

Rick St. Peter

Robert Schneider

Ryan Anthony Nicotra

Sammi Cannold

Sammy Zeisel

Sanaz Ghajar

Sara Holdren

Sara Lyons

Sara Rademacher

Sarah Elizabeth Wansley

Sarah Hughes

Sarah M. Chichester

Sarah Rose Leonard

Sash Bischoff

Scarlett Kim

Seonjae Kim

Seth Pyatt

Sharifa Elkady

Shaun Patrick Tubbs

Sherri Eden Barber

Simon Hanukai

Sophia Watt

Suchan Vodoor

Stephen Cedars

Steven Kopp

Steven Wilson

Talya Klein

Tana Siros

Tara Ahmadinejad

Tara Cioletti

Tara Elliott

Tatiana Pandiani

Taylor Reynolds

TerryandtheCuz

Tommy Schoffler

Tracy Bersley

Trevor Biship

Tyler Mercer

Wednesday Sue Derrico

Will Dagger

Will Davis

Will Detlefsen

Will Steinberger

Yojiro Ichikawa

Yoni Oppenheim

Zi Alikhan

Zoya Kachardurian

[harrenhals]

you saw the whole of the moon: a byeler playlist

i. the whole of the moon // the waterboys (i saw the crescent, you saw the whole of the moon) ii. when it’s cold i’d like to die // moby (what was that, my sweet, sweet nothing? i can’t hear you through the fog) iii. i want to know what love is // foreigner (through the clouds i see love shine, it keeps me warm as life grows colder) iv. in your eyes // peter gabriel (in your eyes, i am complete) v. a real hero // electric youth (and you have proved to be, a real human being, and a real hero) vi. friendship // kyle dixon & michael stein vii. only you // yazoo (wonder if you’ll understand, it’s just the touch of your hand) viii. heroes // peter gabriel (we can be heroes, just for one day) ix. all i want // kodaline (all i want is nothing more, than to hear you knocking at my door) x. little talks // of monsters and men (there’s an old voice in my head that’s holding me back) xi. your song // elton john (yours are the sweetest eyes i’ve ever seen) xii. gone, gone, gone // phillip phillips (your hope dangling by a string, i’ll share in your suffering) xiii. good grief // bastille (what’s gonna be left of the world if you’re not in it?) xiv. i will follow you into the dark // jasmine thompson (just our hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark) xv. to be alone with you // sufjan stevens (i’d give my body to be back again) xvi. rivers and roads // the head and the heart (nothing is as it has been, and i miss your face like hell) xvii. should i stay or should i go? // the clash (if you say that you are mine, i’ll be here ‘til the end of time) xviii. please, please, please let me get what i want // the smiths (so, for once in my life, let me get what i want) xix. time after time // cyndi lauper (if you’re lost, you can look, and you will find me) xx. i’ll stand by you // pretenders (don’t be ashamed to cry, let me see you through, ‘cause i’ve seen the dark side too)