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It's been a crazy couple of months for 2024 Riot Fest. The dates were set (Sept. 20-22) and they were planning on being back at Douglass Park in Chicago. However, after a falling out with the Chicago Park District, Riot Fest made a surprise move to SeatGeek Stadium in suburban Bridgeview. While I wasn't thrilled about the move, I vowed to keep an open mind and also hoped that they did not burn their bridges with the park district and could perhaps return to the city next year. But there was a second surprise announced this week.
In a complete reversal, Riot Fest announced that it has scrapped the Bridgeview plan and is returning home to Douglass Park. I couldn't be more thrilled! Douglass Park is a beautiful setting and has been home to Riot Fest since 2015. There is no place like home!
I do understand that for attendees, who are not locals like myself, are finding the changes rather difficult for their travel plans. When business and politics mix, getting a deal done can be messy along the way. While I don't have any inside knowledge of what went on behind the scenes, I have to believe the Park District realized how much they need Riot Fest. Kudos to Riot Mike for sticking to his principals and making it all happen.
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With all that behind us, we can now focus on the music. So I am kicking off the weekend with NOFX, who will pull off a Riot Fest first by playing shows all three nights. (The song Seeing Double at the Triple Rock is a reference to the late, great Triple Rock Social Club in Minneapolis. Former Triple Rock owner Erik Funk will also be at Riot Fest this year with his band The Dillinger Four.)
#riot fest#2024#douglass park#chicago#riot mike#nofx#seeing double at the triple rock#triple rock social club#minneapolis#erik funk#the dillinger four#kicking off the weekend#fuck yeah riot fest#Youtube
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Anacostia, D.C. Frederick Douglass housing project. A dance group, 1942
Photo: Gordon Parks
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A longer comic I made a while back! It's always been fun to watch through earlier episodes and see a trail of Craig being a little gay before he comes out/gets together with Tweek, and Tweek doesn't exactly have moments like that in the show before then so I wanted to make some. This starts back during the time when Kenny died for real and the boys replaced him with Tweek for a while (they were so mean to Tweek back then 😭). I like to imagine that he's had little crushes on other boys before and just didn't know that they were crushes, and that it'd make his stomach hurt LOL. I also feel like he's the type to easily catch feelings when somebody is nice to him or compliments him, especially since he seemed to start to like Craig after he gave him that pep talk.
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#fanart#south park#tweek#craig#stan#kyle#sp creek#the random boy making the snowman I think his name is douglass! but im unsure#i just went through the class list and chose somebody
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Is this picture from Glee? I have no memory of that.
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From Vocal Adrenaline to the Cheerios to The Troubletones, Hannah Douglass & Brittany Parks were featured dancers all throughout Glee’s run … and they’re our guests this week!! ✨ We loved hearing what Glee was like through their perspective, especially with Brittany becoming the Assistant Choreographer on the show 🤩 listen to the full conversation - out now at the link in bio 👯♀️🪩🎙️
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#nightography#night#anacostia park#frederick douglass memorial bridge#dc#urban landscape#anacostia#washington#september#around dc#my work#photography
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That Coworker just said she doesnt know who Rosa Parks is
#happy fun time#another one didnt know who frederick douglass was which isnt quite as bad#but rosa parks? rosa fucking parks?
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If your partner isn't from the US. Send them Yuno Miles songs to teach them American history.
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EDITORIAL: What Black History Month Means to GBN in 2023 and Beyond
by Lori Lakin Hutcherson, GBN founder and Editor-in-Chief Well, here we are, once again. Forty seven years after February was officially recognized by the U.S. government as Black History Month, and ninety seven years after Negro History Week was founded by Carter G. Woodson, “The Father of Black History.” We are also, once again, deeply distressed by the murder of a young Black person (Tyre…
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#Benjamin Crump#Beyoncé#Black History Month#Carter G. Woodson#Dr. Martin Luther King#Frederick Douglass#Good Black News#Harriet Tubman#Jackie Robinson#Jr.#Negro History Week#Nikole Hannah-Jones#Rosa Parks#Sidney Poitier
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Exploring NYC: The Northern End of Central Park, Part 1 (February 2023)
Featuring:
The Frederick Douglass Memorial
The Loch
The Huddlestone Arch (at least what it looks like when it's not closed!)
Part of The Harlem Meer that was closed for construction :(
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The 2023 Riot Fest schedule is out!
#riot fest#death cab for cutie#the postal service#queens of the stone age#the cure#foo fighters#chicago#douglass park#fuck yeah riot fest
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Johnny Boy
“Let’s go, let’s go. Get the lead out boys!” Major John Egan ordered as he clapped his hands together.
“Excited to see Harding that much, Major?” Ken Lemmings asked rhetorically, parking his jeep.
“More like a certain lieutenant.” Blakey commented, lighting a cigarette. “All I heard on the flight back was [y/n] this and [y/n] that. Almost as if we weren’t staring down the face of Nazi fighters.”
Coming up behind Blakey, Douglass slapped Blakey on the back. “Don’t be too jealous Blakey, maybe Tatty will forgive you for saying her sister is prettier.”
“It was a joke!”
“Jokes are meant to be funny, Ev.” Crosby deadpanned from his place on the ground.
“Get in the truck, boys! This war ain’t gonna stop because of your romantic problems.” John Egan was not known for being a patient man. And at this moment, his patience was as thin as his fort’s wings, which were currently shot to shit thanks to the Luftwaffe.
“You know all about romance, right Major?”
With an eye roll, the Major squared his shoulders ready to yell at his men. However, his irritated expression softened as he watched two figures coming his way.
Noticing the attentive blue eyed gaze across the field, [y/n] smiled as she drew nearer. She had not planned to visit the airfield today. Despite knowing that the 100th Bomb Group would be out flying, she had intended to stay in her office. But when Johnny asked, with a hopeful request and a sweet smile, she knew she couldn’t say no. She seemed to have soft spots for Johns she mused, as a pair of small hands tightened their grip on her right hand.
“She read me a book and colored with me!”
Bucky’s eyebrows raised at the British voice informing him of how he was losing the battle for [y/n]’s attention. Six year old Johnny Baker was as formidable as the Germans, the blonde had met Lieutenant [full name] on his first day moving to base and imprinted on her like any good duckling would.
“And she said that she’ll watch me play footy!”
However, Major John Egan was a flyboy and they were not so easily defeated. Crouching down to be eye-level with rival, the major crossed his arms. “Well, she told me I’m clever, funny and..." With a dramatic pause, he continued, "and handsome.”
Stomping his foot at his competitor, the blonde took on a tone of conceited immaturity. “Well she told me that I give the best hugs!”
“Well,” John mimicked, “She kissed me.” And with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes, Bucky added in a lyrical voice, “On the lips.”
With a gasp and whine of her name, the blonde buried his face into [y/n]’s stomach as her hands patted his back comfortingly .
“Are you really arguing with a child?” She asked sternly, as John stood up. “Again?” She pressed, restraining the grin trying to surface at his easy smile. The times she had found them competing for her affection were becoming too numerous to count. Just last week, she had to kiss him better when he scraped his knee racing Johnny across the blacktop of the airfield. She was thankful he was kind enough to let her kiss his lips instead of his bloodied knee.
“No, I’m not arguing with a child.” John watched Johnny stick his tongue out at him, “He’s arguing with me.” With a chuckle, he mirrored the action back at Johnny.
Alive and as charming and tenacious as ever she reflected, assessing his wellbeing . The weight of the war had become harder to bear on their shared tree branch as more flyboys left and didn’t come back. She hadn’t realized her breath had been stalled in fear of his safety until she felt herself lose it again by his adoring look.
John ran a hand through his hair, enjoying the evaluating look on her face “So where’s my reason?”
“Where’s my souvenir?” She responded, meeting his unwavering gaze. It had become their greeting, a promise of a gift that kept them both grounded.
Removing his head from her stomach, Johnny looked up. A pout sprouted on his lips as the adults seemingly ignored him, focusing instead on making what his big cousin Susie called “googly eyes”. With a tug to her hand, Johnny whined. “[nickname]!”
John watched as [y/n] turned her attention to the baby duck calling her name. The blonde’s hair had become ruffled as feathers from his fight for her attention and John knew like any mama bird she would fix it. However, she wasn’t a duck, she was a different bird. His bird to be exact so the only hair she would be fixing would be his curls. Therefore, before her raised hand could fix the strays, an Army Air Corps Officer cap covered Johnny's head.
Taking advantage of his enemy’s distraction, John’s hand gripped [y/n]’s face and momentarily brushed his lips against hers. While a moment on the lips, it spoke of tenderness, love and promise for more.
“Hey!” Removing the cap from his head, Johnny glared at the taller male who seemed wholly unperturbed.
“What?” The innocence in his smile and tone betrayed the mischief inside. The bashful smile he sent her all but confirmed [y/n]'s suspicions. That he did always love when she ran her hands through his curls. And that he was jealous, even of a child.
“Interrogation, Egan!”
Bucky sighed theatrically at the commanding voice behind him. Though the sigh was a sign of acknowledgement, he made no move to leave. If anything it made him more resolute.
“Jack,” Facing his fellow major, John motioned toward the pair at his side, “The good lieutenant and this fine soldier need a ride back to the HQ.”
Major Jack Kidd could use many adjectives to describe John Egan, however, since becoming Air Exec the most he would offer was 'a royal pain in my ass'. “Now, John!”
Though Kidd didn’t seem to be moved, John pressed on. “We can’t just leave them, Jack.”
Biting her lip, [y/n] attempted to maintain a neutral expression. His baritone voice was as pleasant as ever, but the tone of pleading reminded her of times when he pleaded for other things. Some which he had no shame in doing in front of other people, like a dance or smile, and some that were reserved for just the two of them, like a kiss and other intimate notions.
Turning towards the gentle tug on his sheepskin’s sleeve, John leaned down.
“Can we ride in the truck?” Johnny whispered poorly, allowing those close enough to hear.
“If you look sad you can.” John replied conspiratorially, enjoying the giggle it elicited from [y/n] who’s attention had been off him for far too long.
“Get in the truck, Egan.” Though Kidd offered John a look of utter lack of amusement, he sighed. One day he’ll learn to not wipe John’s ass, Jack promised himself. “You too,” he finished gesturing toward the pair.
Breaking out into a wide smile, John’s hands wrapped around [y/n] and Johnny’s shoulders. Guiding them to the awaiting truck, John pulled himself into the truck bed first. With his attention on Johnny, John offered instructions where to put his feet and hands to safely enter the truck all the while, his hands gently hovering his smaller body to offer assistance if needed.
Unbeknownst, [y/n]’s expression was soft in a way she only ever let it be around John. War was not the time to think of a future full of little feet and miniature giggles, but John Egan was a man who inspired hope.
“Need help, Lieutenant?” A deep baritone voice interrupted her thoughts. Though capable and confident, [y/n] took the calloused hand that was offered to her. Allowing herself to be pulled into the warmth of the sheepskin, she brushed her lips against the corner of his mouth.
“Think Cros can take him?” He whispered, nodding to the navigator currently being interrogated by the Brit.
With a laugh, she guided John by the hand to his rightful place next to her on the truck's bench. Bumping her nose against his, she whispered, “You certainly weren’t.”
John laughed gently and easily as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders before taking her hand in his again. Pulling her as close as they could, he leaned into her ear. Planning to defend himself, the pilot opened his mouth but stopped when a sudden weight dropped on him.
“Johnny!”
Ignoring the scolding tone, the blonde pushed his body weight against Bucky and wedged himself between the pair. “You forgot your hat, Major.” Johnny mocked, throwing his hat at the elder.
“Why you little….”
A/N: Hope you guys enjoy! I appreciate all the positive feedback from my other works!
#john egan x female reader#john egan imagine#john egan x reader#major john egan x reader#masters of the air imagine#masters of the air x reader#mota drabble#bucky egan x reader#mota fanfic#mota x reader
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Frederick Douglass Housing Project, Anacostia, Washington, D.C., Photo by Gordon Parks, 1942
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I just listened to the latest episode of and that's what you really missed on Glee. They had 2 of the dancers as guests which was a bit of a problem for me. I didn't know who was talking most of the time. If I just write dancer, it's no disrespect. I just don't know who is talking.
Brittany became an assistent choreography during the course of the show. She taught choreography before, but never considered it a career up to that.
Dancer: It was the time of my life. Truely. There was no better gig.
Dancer: You were always the kindest, sweetest with us and supported us.
Dancer: That's where we got some of our confidence from you guys.
What is the feeling Glee leaves you with?
Dancer 1: First what comes to mind is love. I think also because I was at the other side too. Not only becoming friends with you all. With watching you all and then reading the script and then dancing with my best friends. That is so rare.
Dancer 2: It was a coming of age time for all of us. And what an incredible environment to do that again. And it really set the stage for how we all grew up to adults and learning what a loving workplace is supposed to feel like. That feeling of family doesn't always excist. A truely magical time.
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This past weekend, Slayer made headlines for reuniting onstage at @riot_fest for the first time in five years. But the iconic Chicago bash delivered so much more than that: bringing together a spot-on line-up of everything from rising hardcore stars to emo veterans at Douglass Park. Joining Slayer atop the Riot Fest 2024 bill were headliners @falloutboy – once again delivering their genius Eras Tour-style show that they first debuted at Download in the summer, as well as a cameo from fellow hometown hero @timmcilrath – while elsewhere the bill included a @nofx triple-whammy, huge sets by @_health_, @lambofgod, @mastodonrocks, @thearmedixi, @lsdunes and so much more 🤘🏼 📸: @blueedgecompass
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