#graphic design nashville

[shanealmgren]

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[copperbadge]

The Country Music Hall of Fame was a lot of fun -- actually more than I expected it to be, and I say that as someone who actually enjoys the bulk of country music. The museum is very well-designed and has a nice variety of exhibits. But the real hidden gem is the Hatch Show Print tour, which is an add-on tour with the Hall of Fame.

Hatch Show Print was a small print shop in Nashville that started out doing ads and handbills and ended up doing the poster art for a ton of artists who came through Nashville particularly in the early 20th century. Their style is what I think of as Great Depression Googie, very simple and retro, and I love it. And the tour itself is awesome, it's basically a little printmaking class with a history lesson thrown in. Hugely good time, do recommend.

[ID: two photos; the first is of the Hatch Show Print gift shop, which is crammed with posters announcing things like "Free Beer (tomorrow)" and "Y'all Means All". There are also several hand operated antique letterpress machines. The second photo is a close up of a machine in the "classroom" where they tell you about the history of the shop and let you do a print of your own; it has a sign on it reading "I am the oldest press in the shop". Not mentioned is that it was made in Chicago and I was oddly proud of that.]

[thisisrealy2kok]

The Ghetto Headliners & The Funky Family present... Funky - 13

Friday 13 August 1999 in Nashville, Tennessee, USA

[beesorcery]

hello it's part 3 of 3 for my cool fun graphic design adventure!! part 1 and part 2 got too long. to recap i am recreating this t-shirt design but with the magic 8 ball songs instead of city names:

here is the current draft, updated through 3/27 (pittsburgh) (!!!!)

[hurricanejarvy]

✨ skjeisy ✨

[turnoffthenews]

two concept posters for @paramore at the grand ole opry in a couple weeks 🪩

[savage-kult-of-gorthaur]

ON THIS DAY 48 YEARS AGO -- "PARTY WITH THE SEX PISTOLS."

PIC INFO: Resolution at 2164x3200 -- Spotlight on a SEX PISTOLS handbill, printed in black and white with "ransom note" style lettering, and two illustrations of the band, performing live at Nashville Rooms, 171 North End Road, London, UK, on April 29th 1976. Graphic design by Nils Stevenson & Wallington Lloyd.

PPIC #2: SEX PISTOLS performing on the 29th of April 1976, live at Nashville Rooms (the band's fourth and last appearance at said venue), 171 North End Road, London, UK. 📸: © Ray Stevenson.

Sources: www.philjens.plus.com/pistols/pistols/Flyer_NashvilleRoomsApril76.html & Facebook.

[teddybearsandspaceships]

Day #17 of my MCYT December recs: who doesn´t love giant mech AUs? And this is a particularly great one.

Dead Hometowns and Undead Machines (13654 words) by Alice_not_Alice / @alicenotalice Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Joe Hills | joehillssays & ZombieCleo Characters: Joe Hills | joehillssays, ZombieCleo (Video Blogging RPF), EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Mentioned TangoTek (Video Blogging RPF), mentioned bdubs, A named character is Backstory Dead, Alternate Universe - Mecha, Space Battles, Mecha, Body Horror, Implied/Referenced Dehumanization, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Alternate Universe - Science Fiction, She/Her and They/Them Pronouns for ZombieCleo (Video Blogging RPF), He/She/They Pronouns for Joe Hills Summary: That particular Unique was on the smaller side of the line up, but would still tower over a standard model.  Its armored chassis was a dull green.  Joe wondered at the coloration; surely it couldn’t be for camouflage.  Even back on Earth there wasn’t enough greenery in one place to allow something of this size to blend in.  It had a bipedal design, and seemed unusually bulky around the shoulders and legs.   Built for strength, not speed Joe guessed.  Its head was adorned with orange-red cables, each wider than a city bus.  They were retracted to chin-length while inactive, but Joe knew very well how they could extend past the length of its body.  How they could toss buildings like game pieces.   Joe had suspected before, but now she knew for certain.   This was the mech he’d witnessed at the destruction of Nashville.   This was GORGON.   And she was its pilot.  

Mecha AU! Great worldbuilding with elements that reminded me of Pacific Rim, Gundams, and probably a few others I don´t recognize. A story with complicated loyalty and depending-on-each-other relationships and mutual grief and hope, with a lot of delicious angst and just the right amount of humor sprinkled in (and the Joe Hills difference), and it´s fantastic. The character voices and relationships are so good here, Joe & Cleo and Cleo & Etho and Cleo & Etho & Bdubs especially.

[abeautylives]

Imperfect Moments - Chapter Two

a/n: Strange Horizons Nashville twins. That is all.

Series Masterlist

pairing: Jakexfemale!reader

word count: 2.3k this chapter

series summary: You’re in love with your best friend. His twin brother hates you. Or does he?

warnings: 18+ minors stay away, language, emotional pain if you’ve ever seen them live and miss them terribly, unwanted attention (discomfort, unwanted touching, nothing graphic but could be triggering to some), mentions of sexual situations and masterbation (m.)

Strange Horizons. You know Josh penned the lyrics that inspired the name, but Jake’s obsession with piracy is written all over it.

The band was going back on tour, but they’re starting at home and you were finally going to see them do what they do best. Josh had offered you some kind of special seat reserved for friends or family, but you told him you wanted the full experience from the pit.

“Are you gonna turn into a groupie, darling? We plan to put on quite a show, you might just fall in love with one of us,” he pokes at you, but doesn’t seem to notice the evidence of the heat that rushes to your cheeks.

“Maybe I’ll just find a spot on Jake’s side, then we don’t have to worry about it.”

His sharp laughter warms your cheeks further.

By the time they’re set to take the stage that night, you’d found yourself exactly where you’d predicted, though not intentionally. You hadn’t expected the crowd to be quite so dense, but it seemed that after their album release earlier in the year, a ton of people were eager to see them perform. Despite the horde, you’d wiggled your way toward the front and though you’d tried to make it to center stage, the mass of fans there were steadfast and rooted to their spots.

So here you were, staring over a few rows of heads at an empty portion of the stage where you knew Jake would soon appear. Great.

Luckily your view of the middle section of the stage seemed to be mostly unobstructed, and no matter what you’d be able to hear Josh’s voice. You’re smiling to yourself when the person next to you taps your shoulder and starts speaking over the pre-show music.

“How’d you get that pass?” She’s referring to the lanyard hanging around your neck, granting you backstage access if you wanted to head that way toward the end of the show. “They weren’t selling those, I checked.”

I know the band sounded smug, even in your head, but… it’s true. “I, uhh-“

The lights go down and your nonexistent answer is cut short by the roar of the crowd. A recording of Josh’s voice is playing, paired with a video displayed on the jumbotron screens.

And finally, one by one, the guys take the stage. Jake takes his place third, and when Josh appears the crowd is completely gone. He looks beautiful in white, which of course you knew, but he’s radiant right now. Home at last.

Sam takes to the keys and as the opening notes of Heat Above ring through the amphitheater, somehow Josh’s eyes find you. His smile is bright but you know he’s nervous, they’ve been waiting a long time for this moment. You give him the biggest smile you can physically manage before shouting “You got this!”

And he truly did. As the seemingly impossible notes burst forth from his lips, only enhanced by the thousands of people singing along, you think that you couldn’t love him more than you do right now. You know the entire audience is enamored with him as well.

You moved with the crowd, sang with them, eyes only leaving Josh momentarily as your view was interrupted when Jake joined his side to share the microphone, and again as he worked the stage nearer to Sam at the start of a drum solo. It’s during those few minutes that for the first time of the night, you allow yourself to assess Jake’s appearance.

His tailor made suit is a dark blue, embroidered with a floral design, and fitted perfectly to his body. His chest is bare underneath, which is a normal occurrence and nothing you haven’t seen before.

He looks good, but he always does. Right now though, on stage and living what you know has always been his dream, he looks… really fucking good.

Aside from some plucking at an acoustic guitar and videos Josh had sent you to watch, you’ve never actually seen him play. As just another face in a sea of them, you let yourself drown in him for the next couple of songs. This Jake is different from any other version of him you’ve encountered - he looks happy, comfortable, completely in his element with a guitar slung over his shoulder and laying across his hips. The fans are eating it up, yelling his name and screaming when he moves close to the edge of the stage.

You can’t help but notice that he’s also sweating, his face is glowing with it, his hair stuck to it on his cheeks and the sides of his neck.

Unable to take your eyes off of him, you don’t even realize how long you’ve been watching until he goes into a guitar solo that you easily recognize, and suddenly Josh is bouncing into your line of sight again with a tambourine in hand. He’s not necessarily the star of this particular part of the show but you focus your attention on him as he seems to get lost in his brother’s music.

They really are meant to be experienced this way, live and loud, and you’re terribly proud of them. All of them.

When they leave the stage the crowd is buzzing, but the girl from earlier is tapping on your shoulder again. “Do you know them or something? I asked my friend and she said I was right, they didn’t sell any backstage passes. How did you get it?”

“Oh, uh, yeah I know Jo- the singer. Well, all of them. We’re-“

“Are you his girlfriend?! I didn’t think he had one, I've never seen you before.”

You can feel the blush creeping across your skin as you try to figure a way out of this conversation, but there’s nowhere for you to go. You could push your way through and out of the pit, but you want to see at least most of the encore. Fuck.

“Um, no, just friends. Like I said, with all of them.”

“Oh, okay. That’s really cool.” She’s already turned to her other side to whisper into her friend’s ear, so you take your opportunity to tune her presence out. Just in time, Sam reappears onto the stage and all focus is back on him. You’re uncomfortable now though, flustered and barely able to pay attention to what is easily one of your favorite songs. You keep your eyes on Josh as he makes his way back to center stage and he’s able to find you again, a smile and a wave in your direction calm your unease but the girl next to you notices it.

“Holy shit he does know you!”

Ignoring her, you smile and wave back before moving your gaze to Jake. Shit. He’s found you in the crowd for the first time and his eyes are definitely not sparkling with the same light that you’d found in his twin’s, but they’re locked onto yours and you can’t look away.

You’ve seen the look before, distinct aversion shaping his features. Instead of returning fire with your own look of disgust, you grin at him. The way his eyebrows shoot up in confusion is a memory you’ll cherish forever, and it only encourages you to stretch your smile even bigger. Right before your eyes, you watch his face transform as his fingers move into position to play.

Jake Kiszka is smiling back at you, a close-lipped, almost shy looking thing. You feel your mouth drop open slightly, paralyzed by it. He’s smiled at you once, the entire time you’ve known him, and it was the first time you met him.

Your shock is not lost on him, his thoughts are similar to your previous ones. He’ll remember this moment. To really cement it in his mind, he puckers his lips at you and juts his chin in your direction. Your jaw drops further and his smile is now nearly splitting his face in half.

What. The. Fuck?

Frozen like that for a few seconds too long, when you shake yourself out of it you realize he’s back to focusing on his craft and his fans, playing to the crowd, smiling at the faces on the barricade. You’d like to think his attention to you had been the same, nothing but a performance, but it certainly didn’t feel that way and you can feel the eyes of the girl next to you burning holes in the side of your face. When you chance a glance in her direction, she looks as dumbfounded as you feel.

Time to go.

Pushing past her and through the crowd as politely as you can manage, you feel like you can breathe again as soon as you’re out of the pit and moving toward the side of the stage. You flash the pass around your neck to a security guard who holds you up for a few minutes as he confirms that you have permission to go further. Once he does, he passes you off to another person to lead you to a green room where you sit on a well worn couch picking your nails for what feels like a very long time.

When the door bursts open and the guys bound into the room, your eyes find Josh immediately. He’s sweaty, they all are, but he’s glowing and the excitement is rolling off of him and electrifying the stale air of the green room. You can feel it hit you as you stand to congratulate them, but when you move toward him he breezes past you to grab a bottle of water.

Jake watches as your face drops in disappointment but you resituate a smile into place quickly before directing your attention to Sam and Danny, offering them each a hug and a congratulatory kiss on each cheek.

Still high on adrenaline, he can’t stop himself.

“Where’s mine then?”

All heads snap to face him.

“What? I don’t deserve a kiss for a job well done?” A smirk is gracing his lips and once again he’s caused you to feel unnerved and off-balance. You’d prefer if he’d continue to ignore you the way you’ve become accustomed to.

No one else has said a word, this display is uncharacteristic enough to stun you all into silence but he’s decided he’s not done yet.

As your wide eyes stay trained on his face, you feel them threaten to bulge out of your skull when he saunters over to you, wraps an arm around your waist and circles the other around your back. With a hand pressed between your shoulder blades, he pulls you close until the tip of his nose is almost touching yours.

Lowering his volume, but not so much that the others can’t hear, he murmurs, “Tell me I did a good job, sweetheart.”

What the fuck is happening here?

His proximity has effectively sucked the air from your lungs, the heat rolling off of him is suffocating, so it leaves you as a whisper, “Jake… what are you doing?”

He drops his volume again, to match yours. “I know you enjoyed it, I just wanna hear it from you.”

Without moving your face away from his, you scan your eyes past him to find the others are staring. Waiting to see this play out. Josh’s expression is difficult to read but he mostly appears entertained, curious but not upset at all that his brother has wrapped himself around you and pressed his body against yours.

Clearing your throat so that the others will hear, and this will be over, you tell him, “You guys were all amazing, you should definitely be proud of yourselves.”

It’s not good enough for him so he doesn’t release you. Maintaining his hushed tone, he asks again, “So where’s my kiss?”

You don’t know what else to do, so you lean in closer and peck your lips against his cheek, pulling away immediately after. Satisfied, he lets go of you.

Josh is instantly swooping in and scooping you off of your feet, laughing loudly as he swings you around. “See darling? It’s not so hard to be nice to each other, let’s celebrate!” His joy is infectious and you feel the tension of the last few moments melt away as you laugh with him.

Once you’re set back onto your feet you throw your arms around his shoulders and hug him tight.

“Josh, you were perfect out there. Really, it was so great.”

He’s beaming back at you before he presents his cheek to you and taps it twice with his fingertip. Without hesitation you press a kiss there and giggle as he turns for one on the other side.

That night, you have trouble falling asleep. Very specific moments are running through your mind, but there are two intertwined that you can’t help but over analyze.

Jake had rattled you after the show, for sure. You’d never seen him behave that way, and especially not with you, but worse than that… Josh didn’t seem to care all that much that his brother was making you uncomfortable, touching you, begging for your approval. You’re upset with yourself for expecting anything different.

Inversely, Jake had knocked out as soon as his head hit the pillow. After a few celebratory drinks, you’d all gone your separate ways and the guys intended to get enough rest in preparation for another show the following night.

Not totally unusual for him, he dreamt of you. You popped up there every once in a while, which could be expected considering you were always invading the space he shared with Josh. More atypically however, this dream version of you was naked in his lap and riding him slowly, whimpering his name and words of praise. Not telling him how good he was fucking you, but how well he had played, how talented he is.

The next morning, you woke up groggy and unrested. Jake woke up hard, painfully so, and he didn’t even try to stop himself from replaying his dreams behind his eyelids when his fist was wrapped around his dick in the shower.

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[uglyteapot]

Gonna get heat for this but I don’t care.

the school shooting in nashville done by Aiden Hale is horrible, and the ultimate problem IS firearms. What he did was horrible and evil, and there is never an excuse for it. No amount of jail time could ever pay for what they did. In the past 10 years there have been thousands of school shootings in the US, and the amount increases every year. One of them happened to be trans.

I do want to comment that the school targeted was a christian school that Hale had been a student at. in a state currently pushing some of the hardest anti-trans bills in the nation, in the name of “conservative christian values”. The news is constantly bombarded with anti trans (and pro gun) propaganda. Hale had left suicide letters to friends. I won’t pretend that these things did not contribute.

I have never seen a school shooter get this much attention. I’ve never seen so many news articles scrutinize every single detail of their life. I always hear the argument “don’t say their name, don’t give school shooters the glory that they want!”. Not a single person has argued that in this case. There is a New York Post article putting this persons ART on trial, claiming that it foreshadowed the shooting when it was… just art. It was their online graphic design projects, from art school, from two years ago. Absolutely none of it was interesting.

I truly hate that this has happened. I hate that the argument is going to be redirected from guns, in the most perfect way possible for republicans. I hate that for the rest of the 2024 elections and probably longer, the Right has a token to use against all trans people to “prove” they they are dangerous. Everything about this is horrible.

[college-girl199328]

Hale’s parents, who lived with the shooter, said Hale was under a doctor’s care for an “emotional disorder,” Nashville Police Chief John Drake said at a news conference Tuesday.

The shooter had various writings and maps of the school drawings of how to enter. We know that Hale left home Monday morning with a red bag and that Hale’s mother did not have weapons.

Authorities continue to work to answer questions about who Hale was and the motive behind the school shooting. While the shooter’s gender identity is unclear, police told CNN Hale was assigned female at birth and that Hale used “male pronouns” on social media.

Less than 20 minutes before the shooting, Hale sent an eerie Instagram message to Averianna Patton, a former basketball teammate who told CNN’s Don Lemon she’s “still trying to process it all.”

“I knew her well when we were kids,” Patton told Lemon on “CNN This Morning” Tuesday. Patton, now a Nashville radio host, said she hasn’t had a relationship with the suspect since they were children and has only ever referred to Hale as Audrey or “she.”

“I didn’t know the adult … I don’t know that side of her,” Patton told Lemon when asked about the suspect. Patton said she received the Instagram message at 9:57 a.m., which read, “One day this will make more sense. I’ve left more than enough evidence behind. But something bad is about to happen,” according to screen grabs sent to a CNN affiliate WTVF.

Patton said she was not sure why Hale reached out. “I’m asking God the same question,” Patton told Lemon. Hale graduated from Nossi College of Art & Design in Nashville last year, the school’s president confirmed to CNN. A LinkedIn profile says Hale worked as a freelance graphic designer and a part-time grocery shopper.

An online portfolio includes images of professional logos, cartoon animals, and an apparent self-portrait. One the phrase, “To Be A Kid (forever and ever).”

Hale won “Most Improved” and “Class Participation” awards from Nossi. A former vice president of the college, Byron Edwards, described Hale as “… the sweetest little thing. I’m just shocked. My wife has been crying all day about it,” adding that Hale “was.”

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[litotelivan]

Nashville Predators They Not Like Us Stand With Us Merry Christmas Ugly Sweater

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[fashionveroshop]

Soccer Club Vintage Nashville T Shirt

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Pair it effortlessly with jeans, shorts, or joggers for a relaxed, sporty look. The timeless design works for any occasion, from casual hangouts to watching the game at your favorite bar. Durable and easy to care for, this shirt is built to last, keeping its vibrant print even after multiple washes.

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