#doomer wave

[aesthetic-otd]

Today's aesthetic is doomerwave

[kyuoki]

S.T.A.L.K.E.R + Молчат дома

<3

[yellowmanula]

Zapraszam do odsłuchania nowego podcastu z serii Muzyka & Poezja z kolejnym gościem, tym razem jest to Misza Sagi.

bio) pracował w różnych miejscach, bujał się tu i ówdzie. Publikowany, ale wciąż debiutuje, coś tam kmini, kombinuje. Lubi sport (czynnie: tenis stołowy, biernie: sumo), muzykę (jakieś lofi/chill beats to relax/study to, doomer music vol., etc.), książki, podróże, ogólnie różne takie (takie). Autor tomu [doomer wave] wydanego nakładem wydanictwa papierwdole, 2023.

[theshatterednotes]

PERMSKY KRAY - Дорогой Человек

[diesirrrae]

przedświąteczne Katowice, błoto, wiatr i modlitwa o koniec szarówy

[therussiandoomer]

[burninleather]

me when the post-punk comes from a normal location and not from a butt fucked backass-of-nowhere minuscule Eastern European village with a name that would make my furniture start floating if I were to attempt to say it aloud

[lecineaste]

Band of Outsiders by Jean-Luc Godard

[liketwoswansinbalance]

Slightly niche Modern AU Rafal headcanon (Does anyone agree or have a different take?):

I had a random association and now, I'm almost certain Rafal would enjoy Russian doomer music, even solely for its vibes (assuming he is the fantasy equivalent of a Westerner who only speaks a Germanic language because most fairy tales in SGE are the Germanic ones. Honestly, one thing I wonder about, even if we have evidence of Spanish and other accents' existence, is how the Woods as we've seen them are rather monolingual, probably for plot convenience, but that depiction just strikes me as a little strange, like, too deeply suspect that their world is that unified, all by itself—unless the Storian is to blame as usual—maybe we're not meant to allot it any critical thought...), although I've looked up some English translations of this genre's lyrics and they are rather dark, so that fits him fairly well—unless being silent with his thoughts would be preferable.

Yet, one clarification to make: Even if the music might resonate with him, I think he wouldn't be a fatalist until much later in whatever character progression he'd have. Instead, I see him as a doomsday prepper, in probably a more I-will-live-against-all-odds, Western, literally every-man-for-himself, individualist sense as that might be more in line with his character in canon. He'd be obsessed with survivalism and TEOTWAWKI (The End of the World as We Know It) as a concept.

Here is an example of the music I found—I'm not sure if this is actually representative of the whole and I don't know much about it or the historical context though.

Also, here are some English lyrics from various songs under the cut that I just happened to like:

Again the spring has come, And warming rays of sun Are looking in my cell through window-panes Again the heart will ache The feelings will awake And memory recalls auld days

Those days will come to me And I shall feel and see The girl whom I loved so long ago That girl came and left That girl I can’t forget Her image’s always in my soul.

Vladimir prison-house Сold northern wind My transport came from Tver And all my evil deeds Lie on my heart like heavy weights

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Stab me with that stare as i walk by It's like poison in my blood It trips me up just like a stone I'm just sick of people, and they're sick of everything

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My ship is sailing straight ahead, avoiding the land The captain drunk and stubborn He'll protect it till the end Drowning to the right, drowning to the left Not enough lifeboats, there isn't help for everyone Swimming away, I'm swimming away somewhere straight, somewhere away

[z428]

The mood the mood.

[ssweetdreams1488]

Śmierć jednostki to tragedia, milionów statystyka. Tylko dawka czyni truciznę ✠ ✠ ✠

[lorephobic]

oh !

[yellowmanula]

Spiętrzenie moich ulubionych osób:

mój ulubiony art magazyn: Stoner Polski

opublikował tekst mojego ulubionego recenzenta: Szymon Bryzek

o moim ulubionym antykapitalistycznym poecie: misza sagi (tom "doomer wave")

[gothmusiclatinamerica]

"El Dibujo Negro" by Argentine dark synthpop and darkwave act OK Doomer off of 2024 album Beating Again

[mirror-to-the-past]

Living in the country is kind of shit, but there's a lot of things to love about it. You can do things like blowing up a ripe watermelon with fireworks, target practice at shampoo bottles, walk miles in cotton fields, and have your thoughts drowned by cicadas crying. I can run a few minutes to pet someone's cow, and keep some chickens in a little coop, and they run towards me when they hear me come outside, knowing I'm going to throw them scraps of some spoiled thing that would've gone to waste, otherwise. There's a bunch of abandoned, hobbled buildings made of dirty siding and metal sheets, and I get to wonder about what they used to be while they poke out as complete eyesores everywhere you turn. If I wander into the woods far enough, I can find a hunter's hideaway in the trees to climb into while deer are out of season. It doesn't matter that my car's paint is all chipped and ugly- so is everyone's. It gives people the false impression I'm a hard worker, eyeing the trailer hitch I've got attached to the rear. I'm not, really. I'm just too broke to really do anything about it, but I like the sentiment- smile and nod, smile and nod. There's churches on every corner, and I can remember when I used to run around their halls and hideaways after services with people I don't talk to anymore. I'd twist myself into all sorts of contorted poses, wedged between pipes and in cupboards where no one would find me, winning me hide-and-seek games a few times. We'd burn holes in the asphalt with chemicals that could probably melt our skin, and make bonfires. We'd go out and wade into the creeks, slip and bust our asses. We'd stare into the underbrush at night, hear rustling, and wonder what was staring back at us. People are loud and friendly here. It hurts that some of those same folks want me and mine dead, or at least to shut up and sit down- "think about the economy for once," or what have you. I can't ever let most of them truly know me, but they make some of the best biscuits that I'll probably ever find anywhere. Living out here has plenty of things I'd miss if I were elsewhere, but damn if I wish things were different.