#happy new year daughters of cain!

[dangeroustravelermultiverse]

Neglected wintersoldier! Reader x batfam

Chapter 1 : The start of everything.

I don’t remember my name.

I don’t remember the sound of my own voice.

All I know is the mission.

My hands are steady. My aim is perfect. I don’t miss.

There’s no room for fear. No space for doubt. No time for pain.

They tell me who to hunt. I eliminate.

They tell me where to go. I disappear.

I am not a person. I am a weapon — sharpened, silent, and forgotten.

But sometimes, in the moments between orders…

I see a woman in black.

She's crying.

She's screaming my name.

And I don't know why… but it makes my chest hurt.

However all of it will be erased after the commander says the trigger word.

"оставление"

22 years ago

Y/n was just born to the wife of a billionaire. The wife of Bruce Wayne. Sure her mother and her father are in an arranged marriage but that loveless marriage created a child full of love but not enough love given. Even in a loveless marriage, her mother loves her so much but her father ? The same thing couldn't be described.

Of course when she was five years old, her father suddenly adopted her brother Dick grayson. Suddenly her father who never smiles seems to smile so brightly when Dick is in the same room as him. Of course as a good sister, she tried to spend her time with her new brother but all she got was "Sorry Y/n. I'm busy and I prefer to help Bruce." Poor little Y/n doesn't understand why her brother won't spend some time with her. At least she still got her mother !

However at 7 years old, her mother died. She doesn't understand that she seems to be the only one that's grieving for her mother. Alfred seems too busy to help Bruce and Dick and have too little time to help her. She asked for some comfort from her father and brother, but they just ignored her. Telling her that she's not the only one grieving. She just nodded her head and went to her room that's just beside her father's room but neither her father or brother have stepped inside.

At 10 years old, she got a new brother. Her father adopted a new boy named Jason Todd. He seems nice at first. Of course that's before Jason says that y/n is a spoiled princess and began to bully her. She tried to report it to her father and alfred but all she gets is "He's a good child and misunderstood, give him a chance." Well she did and Jason still bullied her.

At 13 years old, Jason died. She grieves for him even though he used to bully her for 2 years of his life living in the manor. She even argued with her father for adopting the neighbour's kid, Tim Drake as if replacing her dead brother. Of course, like a good daughter she is, she tried to communicate with her new brother. But all she got was "I have no time for you".

At 14 years old, she finally found out that her father is batman and her brothers used to be or currently a robin. She wanted to be part of their life, she trained alone , she shows her skill to Bruce but she's never gonna be enough is she ? And the most frustrating, maddening thing is, he adopted another one. This time , a girl named Cassandra Cain. She's silent like a true assassin, a true warrior a true bat. Her father loves her newly adopted sister but not her. She doesn't understand why ? Why ? She tried her best! She never disobeyed! She always nods and does her best! It's breaking her heart even more after she knows that Cass actually got to play vigilante with her father and brothers.

Years have passed , Now she's finally a vigilante even though her father still doesn't really approve of it under the name of batgirl, taking after barbara, steph and cass and then her dead brother turns out to not be dead and have a platonic love-hate relationship with her father. Although she's happy that Jason's actually alive, she's not that happy to get shot by him the day that she got shot by him though. Jason shot her because she just happened to stumble upon him in the kitchen.

Although the tip of the iceberg on her 19 years of life is when , she finds out she has a half brother. Damian Al-ghul Wayne. That 8 year old boy, despite being so little is so annoying and full of ego and pride. But as a good daughter, she tried to interact with her half brother only to be met with a tip of sword slicing parts of her left eye leaving a scar across her left eye. Of course like a sane Wayne, she kicked the little brat across the hallway only to be met with a scolding despite having a bleeding face.

"Y/n ! What have you done ?! How could you kick him ? He's just a little kid!" Bruce says as he shields Damian.

"But he started it first!" Y/n retorts back still holding her bleeding left eye.

"He has a difficult childhood ! You should know better!" Dick says as he glares at her.

The rest of them just watch her under their judgemental eyes.

Then all of them just walk away leaving her in the hallway. All she can do is drag herself to Alfred to ask for stitches on her left eye. She still can see but now her left eye has a scar across it. She can't even complain about it to Alfred knowing her pleas and sympathy would be shrugged off by the old butler because of his undying loyalty to the master of the house aka Bruce. From then on, her life in the manor begins to be like hell. At first she was just neglected and ignored but now ? She got tortured by her half brother, the little demon, Damian Al-ghul Wayne. That little demon would send his dogs and his various pets just to disturb her living space. And her bedroom besides her father's? She got moved out of it to a smaller room because Damian wants it as he is the true rightful heir like he claims himself to be. Now her room is in the far west wing of the manor. It's dusty and crowded but hey it's her room now.

By her 20s , all of them are supposed to work on a mission together. Their mission is supposed to be simple and easy. They're just supposed to stop a weapon delivery but something went wrong.

All of them got split up. Nightwing and Redhood, Red robin and Orphan, Robin and Batman. But Y/n ? The batgirl ? Of course she got sent alone.

"Batgirl, check the last compartment, the middle compartment is empty." Nightwing says through the comms.

She checked the last compartment only to find a bomb with a timer.

00:14... 00:13...

"HELP IT'S A TRA-!" but before she can finish the bomb exploded. As she falls into the river she stretched out her arms for anyone , someone.

"DAD HEL-" before she can say anything else she falls into the rushing cold river in Serbia.

Two years later

They are still trying to find her body. A clue or anything but nothing can be found. They regret all the things that they have done to her. The neglect, the abandonment, the torture.

Meanwhile Y/n is actually not dead yet, two years ago, one of the recruiters a scientist, found her unconscious body. They brainwashed her into becoming the perfect winter soldier.

The mission was a failure.

But she was a success.

Note: I hope all of you love this because this is my first time writing a fic. I got inspired by some neglected reader fanfic and thought why don't I make this more traumatizing by making her life like Bucky except without the Blonde hair american best friend. 😆 Feel free to comment!

[provecfy]

Silly Batfam headcanon that David Cain (who introduced his daughter to a lot of his contacts during her upbringing) in his younger days used to be... a lot more involved in politics.

So, one seemingly slow day in a certain american inteligence agency:

CIA agent, entering the room in a panic: Sir, Bruce Wayne has-

Head of the pentagon: The playboy millionaire? Why do I care what he has done?

Agent: Because he has publicly adopted Cassandra Cain, sir!

Pentagon head: Cassandra Cain?

Agent: Yes, sir.

Head: Daughter of internacional assassin David Cain?!

Agent: The one, sir.

Head: THE GUY WE HIRED TO KILL KENNEDY AND COVER IT UP THIRTY YEARS AGO??????

Agent: Exactly.

Head: I thought her daugther had disappeared and was missing or something, how has she been adopted by Bruce Fucking Wayne?!

Agent: We're looking into it. She's using forged legal documents but it's definitely her, should we arrest her?

Head, grabbing the agent by the collar: That's the girl who beat every single UN-wanted assassin on earth before her age hit double digits, you idiot! If you so much as lay a finger on her she will break it and then come after me for seconds, no one touches her!

Agent: Ok, sir, put me down, please. *Head lets go of him* Should we put all of Wayne Mannor under official protection, then?

Head: Yeah, yeah, that sounds about right, wouldn't want something bad to happen to Cain's new father that could send her on a vengeance quest.

Agent: Do you think the Batman knows the Waynes are harboring the singular most dangerous non-meta teenager on Earth?

Head, about to have a heart attack: Oh, God, if the Batman goes after Wayne it could send Cain into a rampage. Establish emergency communications with Batman, appeal to his good nature, offer him whatever he wants, he can't go after Cassandra Wayne!

*One day later, on a rooftop in Gotham*

Batman: Speak, I'm busy.

Agent: Yes, I won't take much of your time. My bosses want to- who's that?

Batman, without turning to look at the figure behind him: That's Batgirl, my partner. But you were talking to me.

Agent: O-of course. Listen, there's a new dangerous criminal here in Gotham you will wanna hear about.

Batman: I thought your bosses didn't like working with me?

Agent: we don't wanna work with you. We want you to leave this criminal alone, as we believe she's looking to turn a new leaf. That, and she might probe a greater threat if provoked. *hands him pictures of Cassandra during the adoption announcement*

Batman, thirty years of poker face training:

Agent: She is Cassandra Wayne, new adopted daughter of Bruce Wayne.

Batgirl, noticing the inmediate shift to proud-happy-proud when the agent refered to her as his daughter:

Batman: I've heard about her, Bruce Wayne seems very fond of her already. Very well, I will leave her alone, she hasn't done anything bad as far as I've found in my investigation anyway.

Agent, sighing in relief, looking down a second to pocket the pictures: That's great to hear, it's a pleasure to- *looks up and both vigilantes have disappeared*

*a few roofs away*

Batman, walking in absolute silence:

Batgirl, pullings his sleeve: Fond of me?

Batman, nodding, red under the cowl: Fond of you.

[bunnithechubs]

transcript:

V: Are you nervous? I told you they are going to like you.

R: I just feel really underdressed and tired.

V: Babe, this side of my life is about as normal and wholesome as it gets and you look amazing, as always.

R: Maybe I’m not in the socializing mood.

V: Do you want to head back home? We’re already here, might as well push through. My brother will understand remember he’s got a very pregnant wife.

R: I’m okay.

V: Well, if you change your mind just let me know.

R:Will do. How much older is your brother?

V: About 5 years, he acts like he's my dad though.

R: That bother’s you?

V: Sometimes, [shrugs] he can be a bit of a control freak.

R: He means a lot to you though.

V: What makes you say that?

R: The way you light up when you talk about him. Also, you never miss his calls. In fact you get upset if you don’t talk to him every week.

V: Are you calling me clingy?

R: I’m the same way with my dad, I just find it interesting.

V: I guess I just want him to stop worrying about me.

R: Then maybe stop giving him a reason to…

V: It smells good in here!

C: Hey Vin, welcome Reina. Nice to finally meet you.

R: Same, thank you for having me over.

C: Any time, this here is my wife Kitty and our daughter Maeve.

K: [Mae hides] She’s shy at first but she’ll warm up.

R: I get it, meeting someone new is a lot.

C: Well, Kitty made a mean meal let’s sit down and eat.

K: Reina, let us know if you need anything. We appreciate you coming after working and on short notice.

R: Thanks, it wasn’t a big deal.

C: Babe, I’ll set the table. Vin you mind giving Kitty a break?

V: You know I never say no to my princess, come here Mae!

C: So, Vinny told me that you just moved the city a few months ago. How are you liking it?

R: I visited it before but I feel like I’m still finding out stuff about it. I didn’t even know there was a suburb like this just outside of it.

V: I’ve been trying to show her more of the city but it’s hard when I’m in season.

R: How do you guys like New Crest?

K: It’s nice because it’s so family centered but we eventually want to make our way to Henford. That’s where my family is.

R: Vinny mentioned you’re not a city native either.

Kl: Not even close, but I love the city. I just get really home sick. Do you miss home too?

R: I miss my family, not so much the Valley. It’s hard to know who’s your friend or enemy over there.

C: I can see that, glad you’re liking it in the city then. Hopefully Vinny is being on his best behavior.

V: [smirks] Reina’s got a good leash on me, no need to worry there.

R: Was Cain the same when you met him?

K: [laughs] oh, he was worse. Yet look at me now? Married with soon to be two kids.

R: You both seem really happy though.

C: You meet the right person and it changes your perspective on life. Never thought I would be a dad.

V: He’s a great dad and husband- don’t let him fool you.

R: I can tell, Mae seems like a really happy baby.

K: Don’t let her give you baby fever now.

R: I’ve got a few nieces and nephews. No baby fever for me- Vin on the other hand.

K: [smiles] Mae has that affect, hence me being pregnant currently. Vinny mentioned you’re an actress?

R: Aspiring- I did a few day time tv shows. I’ve been trying to break into the cinema world but it’s taking a bit longer. I’ve been focusing on my online presence for the time being.

K: Well, if it’s a legal issue I could put you in contact with great lawyers.

R: I might take you up on that, my contract has been the root cause of my issues.

R: Thanks for the meal, it was delicious.

K: No problem. It feels good to make something we’ve been really bad at cooking now that we’re in the final trimester.

V: When dad moves in put his ass in the kitchen.

C: [laughs] that’s the plan. Hey, do you mind putting Mae to bed while I get these dishes cleaned?

V: Yeah, no problem.

R: You’re cute with your niece. Like a different version of yourself.

V: She thinks I’m a super hero so… I guess I want to keep that image up for her. What do you think about my brother?

R: He’s cool. To be honest, I like his wife better than him.

V: [laughs] Told you, everyone loves her.

R: They are really cute together. You can tell they were meant to be.

V: So what do you think? Think we can have a life like this?

R: Maybe in the future. I’m not really ready for all of this Vinny.

V: I’m not talking about right now, Reina. Who said you won’t get time alone? I work most of the day when I’m in season.

R: It’s my boundary, Vinny. I’m not ready for it. I already told you that you need therapy if you can’t bare the thought of living on your own.

V:Are you trying to hide something from me?

R: I don’t hide anything. You know that. If you feel that way then…

V: Therapy. Got it.

R: I’m not your brother’s wife. I can’t fix all your problems, Vin. You gotta do that for yourself. Not because you love me.

V: Sometimes I think you don’t like me.

R: Now that’s ridiculous.

V: Then prove it to me.

[spencewalterreid]

bowie's boykisser bonanza

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☆ my other accounts

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all of my original posts will be tagged with either #bowie's yaps (for updates on fics or addressing one of yall) or #bowie's boykisser bonanza. From here on out (02.13.25) I am going to do my best to remember to tag my reblogged fics with #bowie's recs, but don't hold me to it. sincerest apologies if I forget!

☆ one shots

In The Morning I'll Make Cereal: the one where professor reid sees your self-harm scars and wants to know more. PG, platonic.

If I Love You Was A Promise: the one where you have a meltdown and reid stays over to keep you company. PG, platonic.

The Red Means I Love You: the one where we revisit s12 e22: red light, but less... murdery. the first three times you thought: I wonder just how red I could make you. TV-14, fade to black smut.

Don't Call Me Dude: the one where reid takes home a new toy and wants you to try it out with him. TV-MA, smutty smut smut. straight filth

V-day Bouquet: the one where Spencer is in your apartment complex and you buy him a bouquet and chocolate on a whim. fluff, fade to black smut if you squint

☆ series

Neurotech: the one where Agent Jenna Connell (oc) and Reid spearhead an investigation into a pharmaceutical company whose clients are turning up dead

Preacher's Daughter: The one where Ethel Cain grew up with Spencer Reid.

PLEASE read the warnings/disclaimers on the PD masterlist if you're going to read all the way through. It starts out more on the tame side but gets darker as the fic goes on.

☆ my art

boy? consider him KISSED. coloured pencil on mixed media paper.

wip 1 and 2 of the oil painting i'm currently working on

not boykissing but rather girlkissing. i am a man of multitudes. from my brain of a girl I am hopelessly in love with

poem empathizing with cat adams idk if this counts as art but... ?

☆personal notes

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My name is Beau or Bowie, either is perfectly fine, pick your favourite. I use he/him pronouns. Majoritively write for Spencer, but if a request came in for a different character, I might see about it.

Requests are always welcome!! I love seeing y'all's ideas and am more than happy to oblige, BUT!

There are certain characters I will not write for at all, and some there are limitations on. I will not. Will NOT. ever write a hotchxreader. There are lots and lots of others who write great fics about that, but hotch just puts me off and always has, so I'm not down for that. However, he might appear in plot-relevant fics sometimes.

There isn't really any*thing* I won't write for. Pretty open as far as smut goes, same for angst, and fluff is anything goes.

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☆ recs

literally all of the bandages universe: @nereidprinc3ss. i binged it so quick. just flirty reader making spencer nervous for like. a bajillion words.

Covetous Cravings: @burymagdalene. the one where coitus takes place on Spencer's pretty Persian rug

Bad Day: @g4rvez-r3id. the one where you come home from a really bad day and your boyfriend, Spencer is there to save the day… and hold you while you cry.

CLASSIFIED: @ovrgrwnivy. the one where a sleepy morning turns into spencer falling over himself to get to work on time, forgetting his badge behind him.

Red Is Your Color: @esote-rika. the one where you send reid a scandalous christmas-themed photo and he Does Something about it.

@minswriting. the one where you use a vibrator on reid

And they were roommates: @rainydayathogwarts. the one with 0-boundary roomates.

Don't Call Me: @reiderwriter. the one where spencer keeps your cheating ex on the phone while participating in coitus

apparent loss or modification of information: @luveline. the one where reid doesn't remember you but he still has a crush.

[aingeal98]

Ok so we know Babs is Cass's mom, but this implies grandpa Jim and that sounds very fun

Do her and Jim ever interact in canon? Do they have a good relationship?

Cass and Jim's relationship is pretty unique in my opinion. He's a key part of her debut, and saving his life is a large part of what convinces Barbara that Cass should be Batgirl. We also get some fun onscreen panels of Cass watching Babs and Jim interact, it's the first parental relationship we see her analyse and compare to her own dynamic with Cain. Barbara is the most important person to her, and Jim is her father. So when he's shot later on during Officer Down, Cass also tries to help because it's Barbara's father. That's how she views Jim, with his family ties being far more relevant to her than his job.

But outside of her debut, once she becomes Batgirl we don't see her interact very much with him when she's not in the suit. Babs interacts with both of them but Cass keeps her distance, and part of that may have just been the writer's lack of interest in making them interact but part of it could also be Cass's subconscious fear of "tainting" Babs normal happy civilian family with her own baggage.

And the other part of why they might not interact that much after the initial start? Plausible deniability for Jim. Here's this kid his daughter has been mentoring and trying to help learn to speak. She saves his life from the assassin, explains that the assassin is her dad, then fights the assassin and tackles him out the window, where Batman sweeps in and takes her away to who knows where. As far as we know, Jim didn't see Cass the civilian after that. He did, however, see the new Batgirl (who also didn't talk much) debuting very soon afterwards, and interacted with her along with the whole family during NML. A few years later Bruce Wayne adopts the girl Batman saved.

All of this paints a very easy puzzle for Jim to solve. But he doesn't want to solve it. So he doesn't. Glad that girl landed on her feet, I wonder if Barbara still keeps in touch with her? Batgirl? Yeah Jim knows her. She's a good kid. You try and make him think further than that on this topic and he will politely deflect.

Thanks for the ask!

[sir-tater-of-the-tot]

I'm having a really shitty week so hear me out

Dilf Adam and Lucifer

Lucifer is like 47 and Adam is like 37 and they are dating, they started dating after meeting each other at some mixer for single people idk. Anyways they were actually paired up with different people but their dates weren't actually their type and so they just sat at the bar laughing.

They talked for so long just talking about home life and stuff and how Lucifers daughter was going to school to become a teacher but has to take up babysitting jobs as a side hustle. And Adam is just talking about his trouble making boys who still need a babysitter, and Lucifer makes a joke about how it would be funny if his daughter was Adams babysitter.

Eventually they exchange numbers and say fair well while they call for someone to pick them up, when Adam gets home he smiles at Charlie who's asleep on the couch and gently wakes her up.

Adam: hey kid, I'm back if you want you can sleep here id prefer you not drive this late

Charlie had been Adams babysitter for a couple of years and had slept over some times when Adam was working nightshifts at his previous job.

The next morning Adam was making breakfast for all of them when he got a text from Lucifer, he was so excited he started humming. It was normal to hear Adam hum but his boys noticed that he was oddly a lot happier, Charlie didn't and just thought it was sweet of Adam to make her eggs into a smiling face.

Cain and Abel: somethings wrong with dad

Charlie: your dad looks fine to me?

Abel: he doesn't usually make eggs and bacon into a smile

Adam: I made extra pancakes if y'all want some

Charlie immediately nodded while she ate her food, she was just happy to be having breakfast before having to leave back home. Adam hummed as he set the plate of stacked pancakes into the table.

Adam: eat up kids I'm going to be heading to work~ Charlie do you mind dropping the kids off at Emily's? They were going to go swimming

Charlie nodded: yeah I can drop them off just give me the address, If you want me to pick them up later it would have to be after 2pm because I'm going to lunch with my dad

Adam nodded and went to get ready for work while the kids ate, he was so excited about this new guy. He had a feeling he was the one for him.

[procyonloser]

Mini au fic IDK. Pre adamsapple. Divorced Dad Adam. Modern/Human Au

Old man yaoi

Adam picked up Abel, who was still sniffing even as he latched onto Adam's leg. Cain, on the other hand, was glowering up at his brother, still holding onto his backpack and clearly not wanting to go. Admittedly, Adam wasn't happy about being here at fucking 2 in the goddamn morning either.

"Sorry," Charlie said, lisping a bit since she'd gotten braces. She might have tried to look goth, but she was still a theater kid at heart. "In school, everyone was talking about this new movie...I mentioned it to the twins, it sounded like they wanted to see it."

"I did want to see it." Cain complained, siding with his step sister and looking put out.

"Yeah, well, Abel pissed himself in fear, so maybe no fucking slasher movies for kids under 10?" Adam huffed, readjusting Abel on his hip so the kid wasn't strangling him. "Where's your mom?"

"On a date, in the city. They were dressed all fancy and left in a really cool car." Cain said glumly.

"Wouldn't take us with."

Yeah, no shit, Adam thought to himself. He couldn't imagine a worse hell than a romantic date with two 7 year olds tagging along the entire time.

"Why don't you have any cars like that?" Cain asked him.

"Because your mom took all my shit in the divorce, and then married a rich fuck." Adam said in feigned sweetness. Charlie looked upset, eyebrows fitting together, but she was all of 13, and she knew just as well as he did that her mom Lilith was Adam's other ex wife. So, he had reason to be annoyed. "Now get your shit and get in the car, we're going home. It's too late at night for this and your brother is going to need therapy."

"The monster that lived under his bed ate out the man's eyeballs." Abel mumbled into his shoulder. Great, Adam wasn't going to sleep alone for a year.

"You suck, I wish Lucifer was my dad..." Cain stomped down the front steps with as much force as a 7 year old could muster. Adam rolled his eyes, but before he could open his mouth again, a candyapple red car came screaming up the very long driveway.

"Fuck," Adam whispered under his breath. "Here we go again."

Lucifer practically jumped out of the front seat, running up the sidewalk looking concerned, but his tie was noticeably loose, and the buttons on his shirt weren't in the right spot. There was what a bit on lipstick on his neck.

"I got your message, Charlie, is everything alright?" Lucifer asked, looking at his daughter in worry. "No one is hurt, are they?"

"Everything is fine," Adam cut her off, glaring down at the older man. "Abel got scared, I'm taking the boys home."

Lucifer looked between him and the boys, frown curling his expression downwards. "Oh no, that's too bad. I'm so sorry to hear that, I was really looking forward to the weekends they were here..."

Not enough to stop you from going out and plowing Eve on a Friday night, Adam thought in smoldering anger. He'd had to drive all the way across town to drop them off, only to come back in the middle of the fucking night for them.

"Yeah, I had the rest of the weekend planned. Homemade pancakes and waffles with whipped cream and fruit, then I was going to take them to LuLuWorld, and then I was going to let them pick out any toy set they wanted." Lucifer listed off, seemingly legitimately upset by the news. Abel's head picked up off of Adam, and he looked at his step father in sudden fixation.

Eve got out of the car, glare fixed on Adam before rounding it to wrap her arm through Lucifer's. She sure as fuck never wore any dresses like that when he'd been married to her.

"Well, if the boys want to stay with Adam, that's fine. Nothing wrong with that, Charlie likes to stay at her mother's some days too." Eve practically purred, running a finger along Lucifer's jaw. Lucifer looked up at her with adoration that made Adam's stomach turn. How long had it been since he and Lucifer had been friends?

"I think I'm okay now," Abel said, pushing to get down on the ground. Adam let him go, and Abel ran over to his step sister's side, which caused Cain to do the same. "Yeah, I'm totally okay now. Thanks Dad, see you again Monday!"

"Or never, we could just stay here," Cain said under his breath, but Adam heard it anyway.

"Oh good!" Lucifer said, turning to smile at Adam, like he was doing him some kind of favor. "I'm sure you're happy to get your weekends back! I'm sure you're busy."

Eve scoffed, and Adam boiled below the surface.

"Fucking whatever man." Adam turned to walk towards his car, but Eve stopped him with a small smile on her painted lips. Lucifer was already leading the kids back into the house, promising them popcorn and a happier movie to watch.

"Maybe we should rethink custody arrangements?" Eve raised her eyebrow at him, a sly smile darkening her features. "The twins seem much happier here."

Adam fumed, marching up to get in her face, not afraid of how it looked. "Fuck. You. You didn't even want them. I had to fucking beg you to take them on the weekends because they wanted their mom. You're not taking them from me."

Eve didn't seem bothered by his response. "Looks like I already have." She flipped her hair over her shoulder and sauntered back into the house, only sending one last parting message to him. "By the way, Adam? He's bigger."

The door shut behind her, and Adam was left outside, cold, in the dark, and pondering arsony.

"Maybe I'll fucking steal him from you, see how you like it!" Adam shouted at the front door, hands balled up into fists at his sides. "I can't fucking wait until you're miserable and I'm the one sucking his fucking soul out through his co-"

The door creaked back open, and Lucifer looked out of it, brows furrowed. "...Uh...the kids can hear you."

Adam turned bright red from embarrassment. "Fucking good! I'm glad!"

Lucifer stared at him. "... Right, goodnight, Adam."

With that the door shut, and Adam got back into his car, slamming the door closed, and then hitting his head against the steering wheel about fifty times.

First loves sucked. Second loves sucked more. Third loves sucked hardest.

He hoped his ramen in the microwave hadn't gotten mushy.

[dustedmagazine]

Dust Volume 11, Number 8

Ethel Cain

After a long, cold, occasionally snowy spring here in northern New England, we’re finally seeing some signs of life — little blue flowers in the lawn, the first dandelions, the shocking yellow of forsythia. Music, too, is pushing up new, crowded shoots as the winter doldrums elapse. We’re swamped in promos. We do our best.

This month’s Dust surveys a diverse landscape dotted with jittery dance and placid ambient music, torrid death punk and obliterating doom metal. Let it all bloom, we say. It’s up to you to pick the ones that appeal to you.

This month’s contributors include Andrew Forell, Tim Clarke, Ian Mathers, Jonathan Shaw, Bill Meyer, Jennifer Kelly, Bryon Hayes and Jim Marks. Happy spring.

Damian Anache — Lento, en un jardin reticular (Inkilino)

Damian Anache’s explores the tension between composition and improvisation. Working from a minimal palette of drone, voice, click and buzz, Anache conjures his music from the very atoms of sound. His real time manipulations involve the play of these elements creating fluctuations and juxtapositions that move between near silence and crescendos that scratch the air and seem to fold in upon themselves. Anache has an uncanny ability to untether his sounds from reality and as he molds his material, patterns take form. The simple contrast of the glacial timbre at the core of “La Llanura de las esferas” with its spectral echo creates flickers as the friction of the drones creates heat. He begins “Obvio y obtuso” with a disembodied choir which dissolves to what sounds like vocal clicks testing a rhythm over a wounded calliope, the choral sounds return, diced, denatured and reduced to uncanny emanations beyond language. An often perplexing but totally enthralling listen.

Andrew Forell

Billow Observatory — The Glass Curtain (Felte)

The duo of Jason Kolb (Auburn Lull) and Jonas Munk (Manual) have been collaborating for nearly 20 years now, but their music remains largely the same: glacial ambient, patiently constructed out of gently lapping pedaled tones, with textural embellishments that offer some welcome grit. In my Dusted review of their last release, 2022’s Stareside, I summarized its appeal thus: “hazily drifting ambient immersion, peppered with enough rhythmic momentum to prevent the music from drifting off into the aether”. In contrast, The Glass Curtain is a beatless experience, leaving the listener unmoored and floating. “Systol Nightshade” threads the sound of rainfall into the mix, but the majority of the album sounds abstract and free of reference. It’s a translucent, radiant space, but a little lacking in personality.

Tim Clarke

Ethel Cain — Perverts (Daughters of Cain)

There are all sorts of reasons Hayden Anhedönia might have called her 90-minute follow up to 2022’s cultishly adored Preacher’s Daughter an EP; artistic expression, expectation management (especially since Perverts is not actually the second instalment in the promised trilogy of Ethel Cain LPs), rent-lowering gunshots, an honestly pretty funny joke. But none of the explanations detract from the quality of the pestering drones and wracked ambience found on these nine tracks. The more song-esque efforts (“Punish,” “Vacillator,” even the closing 11:32 of “Amber Waves” with Midwife’s Madeline Johnston on guitar) sound like that first album stretched out like taffy and left to wither in the sun. The more abstracted material (“Housofpsychoticwomn,” “Pulldrone,” “Thatorchia”) is possibly even stronger, equally beautiful and harrowing; despite the extended lengths, it never wears out its welcome. The next actual Ethel Cain album, August’s Willoughby Tucker, I'll Always Love You, justly has a lot of expectations and anticipation swirling around it. But for a certain kind of listener, Perverts might remain the high water mark of her work to date.

Ian Mathers

Clan Dos Mortos Cicatriz — Técnicas de Morte (Sentient Ruin Laboratories)

Brazilian death punks Clan Dos Mortos Cicatriz present Técnicas de Morte, a full LP of reverb-soaked, sorta-old skool hardcore tunes. Check out “Pregos Podres,” for example, and you’ll find yourself pulling up a stool in a dusty, crepuscular club on the other side of the River Styx and clinking highball glasses with John Stabb and Pig Champion. Check out the tape’s next track, “Nada,” and you’ll be bumping and grooving with the ghosts of Olho Seco and Discharge (at that latter band’s 1981 peak). That’s not to suggest that Clan Dos Mortos Cicatriz is intrinsically backward looking or bound by cynical logics of pastiche. The songs are too energetic, the riffs are too fast and nasty. They might have a morbid interest in technologies of death, but they’ll be on the user’s end of the apparatus. Y’all better turn it up and then light out for the horizon — the psychopomp has a “Pacto Diabólico” for you to sign.

Jonathan Shaw

Decrepisy — Deific Mourning (Carbonized)

A death/doom band that’s extra heavy on the doomy ponderousness, Decrepisy makes music that moves with grotesque deliberation. Kyle House’s bass is a massive presence, and Daniel Butler, House’s old bandmate in crusty Bay Area monstrosity Acephalix, does his inimitably awful thing on Deific Mourning, grunting and groaning and being generally disgusting. But Jonathan Quintana’s guitar is the revelatory presence here, quivering and then pummeling, a weirdo performance that creeps up on you and then swallows you whole. The band’s hulking, lumpish mode is enveloping in complementary fashion — you can just about feel the peristalsis, pushing you farther down into the moist, viscid dark. Check out the record’s second half, especially “Severed Ephemerality” and “Afterhours.” Yuck, dudes. Someone better get a bucket.

Jonathan Shaw

Dikeman / Hong / Lumley Warelis — Old Adam on Turtle Island (Relative Pitch)

The album’s title references a collision of creation myths, and the music involves both creation and re-creations. Expatriate American saxophonist John Dikeman’s music with Cactus Truck and Universal Indians exemplified his roots in free jazz fundamentals, but he’s also worked productively outside those boundaries, as in the dream team combo that drummer Sun-Mi Hong brought to Jazzfest Berlin in 2024. This concert recording is the first to present his work as a composer, and we might one day look back on it as a tentative first step, since the sequence of themes work as focusing tools for some excellent blowing over Hong and bassist Aaron Lumley’s surges and retreats. The most significant compositional decision was actually one of casting; pianist Marta Warelis simultaneously inhabits the music and operates outside of it, adding levels of commentary and enhancement.

Bill Meyer

ELKA BONG — Alpha Bete (Self-Release)

Elka Bong builds intricate puzzle palaces out of the tiniest pieces of digital sound, manipulating squeaks and blots and hisses and blurts to create ever changing unreal landscapes. Here in conjunction with bassist, improviser and here, knob twister, David Menestres, the duo of Al Margolis and Walter Wright are intent and serious, even at play, in four ten-minute episodes. “Reversal of the Overheated” is antic and unsettled, wrapping clinks of percussion and tootles of some sort of melodic instrument in static-buzzing clouds. “Sounding Brass or Tinkling Symbol” sputters and shrieks and corrodes inside your ears. A sound like sticks on clamped bells and altered voices provide some reality-grounding, but you are purposely directed away, towards the abstract dance of noisy sputter. “Keeping Up with the Jonses” inserts a vibrating, horror movie keyboard into its digital chatter and backtalk. And “The Scent of Time” waxes lyrical, with wiggling tendrils of synthesizer that gesture towards melodic solace, only to shrink back into themselves and curdle. Not an easy listen, but there are rewards for perseverance.

Jennifer Kelly

Good Sad Happy Bad — All Kinds of Days (Textile)

When Micachu and the Shapes morphed into Good Sad Happy Bad, they shed the nervous, jittery energy that drove their previous incarnation away from easy categorization. Their music retained enough of the weirdness that aligned the band with Animal Collective and similar kooky sonic wizards, but Mica Levi and their comrades let songwriting and hooks rise to the top of their unique brew. They also bathed their music with a sense of dreaminess. All Kinds of Days, the sophomore effort from Good Sad Happy Bad, continues this trend toward the calm. The songs reveal themselves with an effortless charm, bouncing along with traces of dub and jazz. Human experience drives the lyrical content, which is delivered by each of the four band members. This shift toward existential awareness is a mirror that Levi and the band use to encapsulate life’s turning points in song. In their hands, turmoil and grace intertwine, revealing a pleasant listening experience.��

Bryon Hayes

Hearts & Minds — Illuminescence (Astral Spirits)

While the name of this trio implies plurality, a fundamental unity sustains Hearts & Minds. Bass clarinetist Jason Stein and electric keyboardist Paul Giallorenzo have been friends since sixth grade and have maintained a playing partnership since reuniting in Chicago in 2004. Completed since 2016 by drummer Chad Taylor, H&M uses compositions by both founders and similarly oriented collective improvisations as frameworks for pithy dust-ups between charged textures, sophisticated melodic progressions and confidently refracted grooves. Giallorenzo’s synthesizer and electric piano confer a kind of retro-futurist glow that is nicely balanced by the other members’ caffeinated restlessness.

Bill Meyer

Hieroglyphic Being — Dance Music 4 Bad People (Smalltown Supersound)

Jamal Moss’s music harks back to the sweat of clubs, secret if not entirely hidden. For those seeking a different kind of charged musical experience. Physical yes, rife with carnal possibility yes, but with an edge of darkness and complexity. As Hieroglyphic Being, Moss creates sacred hallows of celebration. He imparts knowledge and demands respect for the sharing of his learning. You can dance, you will dance, but on his terms and with ears and hearts open. Scaled large but intimate, Moss goes for the slinky and insinuating, filled with ancestral whispers, cosmic exhortations, an insistence on freedom of expression as resistance. Tracks come at you from unexpected angles, the titles offering clues; “Reality is not what It seems,” “The Art of Living A Meaningless Life,” “Awakening from A Dream State.” Atop shifting beats, the bass lines are funk driven and psychedelic, cosmic synths hang and glide. Seeped in a heady erotic fug, Dance Music 4 Bad People, is house music’s secular version of spiritual jazz.

Andrew Forell

Russ Lossing Trio — Moon Inhabitants (Sunnyside)

The Russ Lossing Trio’s chosen challenge is to see how much freedom can be found within a structure, and then to see what can be made with it. Pianist Lossing, bassist Masa Kamaguchi and drummer Billy Mintz operate happily within a jazz piano trio idiom that has endured for decades, and if you chose not to pay attention to what they’re doing on this disc, it could easily serve as background fare for people who prefer their jazz served with a steak and a cocktail. But even a cursory listen reveals a wealth of quite surprise. The material encompasses Harold Arlen, Ornette Coleman and Piotr Tchaikovsky, as well as a few Lossing originals. All of it is negotiated with respect for each piece’s structural challenges as well as a readiness to go quietly airborne at any moment, lifted up by the rhythm section’s push-pull and the pianist’s knack for resolving dense improvisational forays with an updraft of melody. Full disclosure — not so long ago I wrote liner notes for one of Lossing’s solo recordings on another label.

Bill Meyer

Pedro Silveira — Costeiro (self-released)

Pedro Silveira is a Brazilian guitarist who, on his second release, focuses on the ukulele. The way he plays it, the instrument, often associated with camp and silliness, sounds so full that it can easily be mistaken for a nylon string guitar. He is joined on Costeiro by Marcelo Muller, whose upright bass balances the high pitch of the ukulele, and the tasteful percussion of Marco Lobo. The performances and Silveira’s compositions recall classic recordings by the likes of Luiz Bonfá and Baden Powell. It’s unclear whether overdubbing was involved, but a video shows his formidable technique on what appears to be a tenor ukulele. Light and breezy, this Latin jazz release is a great spring soundtrack.

Jim Marks

Southern Avenue — Family (Alligator)

This Memphis soul quartet mines powerful traditions like electric blues, soul and gospel, with ebullient, harmonized choruses, coruscating guitar licks and a way of leaning on a vamp until it’s nailed to the ground. “Upside” is maybe the best of the lot, driving hard but with a southern saunter, wheeling around the corners with Stax organs squealing. Tierinii Jackson commands the forefront with her church-grown, blues-burnt vocal style, the notes tumbling out of her in flowery elaborations. She’s got all the tools — the belt, the grunt, the growl, the melismatic embellishment, the righteous payoff—but it wouldn’t work without the smoking band, or the chorus of backing singers who bat back every phrase to her with joy and certainty. Good stuff.

Jennifer Kelly

Tàrrega 91 — Ckaos Total (La Vida Es un Mus)

You have to give props to Tàrrega 91 for the band’s single-minded purpose: relentless d-beat that documents a 1991 uprising in the Spanish town of Tàrrega that resulted in the arrest and detention of over 80 people. The Catalonian band keeps things aesthetically lean and mean, playing a variety of anarcho-punk that hasn’t changed much at all since Crass and Discharge broke the form open and continental bands like the Wretched, Negazione and Kangrena started making 7” records. One might object: history has ground onward with its own variety of relentlessness, so are these throwback sounds really what we need in 2025? The flip response will note that fascism is back, as if Franco never left. For certain, the fascists’ bullshit populism has renewed energy, and their cynical claims of fighting for the working class are even more repulsive. Maybe a shot of reliably disruptive sonic violence is just what’s required. Punks not dead, your head is.

Jonathan Shaw

Ultisol — Precession of the Equinox (Island House)

Ultisol is the alter-ego of Georgian fingerpicker Daniel Lamb, a guitarist heavily influenced by Takoma School players, especially Fahey. But this latest full length expands the artist’s scope with thoughtful, wide-ranging arrangements, fleshed out by likeminded musicians, including pedal steel player JP Bohannon, the harpist Megan Searl, the bass player Kevin Scott and percussionist/producer Dale Eisinger. As a results, cuts like “Intermittance” starts small and grows to something epic, while “Configuration” weaves smoke wreathes of pedal steel tone and ruminative bass around a pensive guitar clangor that might remind you of Loren Mazzacane Connors. Opener “Endless” sets the tone putting radiant acoustic and tone-shifting pedal steel in front of the sound of wind and surf, like you went to heaven and there’s a beach there.

Jennifer Kelly

Dustin Wong — Gloria (Hausu Mountain)

LA based guitarist and composer Dustin Wong memorializes his late grandmother Gloria on his latest album. Based on a road trip through California the pair took in 2023, Gloria is framed as both travelog and requiem in which Wong celebrates his grandmother’s life and captures the warmth of their relationship. Wong plays live over loops of treated guitar and effects, his often-wordless vocals and percussive effects provide a sense the places they visited, the people they encountered. Echoes of their separate and joint memories feel ever present. From the clip clop rhythm and Hawaiian lap steel of “Memories of Cordelia” to the pointillist syncopation of “Glass Beach,” Wong traverses styles to present nuanced evocations of his memories and his grandmother’s upbringing and life in the church. The album closes with two versions of “Angels We Have Heard on High.” In Wong’s interpretation of the hymn “Gloria in excelsis Deo,” his reverbed voice soars over a minimal guitar pattern in the first, whilst the second is a stately, heartfelt coda to a wonderfully evocative tribute.

Andrew Forell

You Ishihara — Passivité (Black Editions)

Black Editions continues to mine a treasure trove of Japanese underground music, exposing the eclecticism that bubbled under the surface of the country’s scene. Typically focusing on ferocious psych rock and experimental sounds, with this release they’ve uncovered something gentler. Passivité was the debut release from White Heaven frontman You Ishihara, a moody collection of sultry blues tunes. Surprisingly mellow for fans of his main outfit’s psychedelic garage rock sound, the skeletal songs unfurl like whisps of smoke in a crowded room. This is a solo album in name, but not in execution. Bandmate Michio Kurihara joins Ishihara on guitar, and members of Fushitsusha and Acid Mothers Temple appear on those tracks where he wanted to incorporate a full band feel. It’s the languorous and introspective songs that truly shine, with Ishihara coming across as a lonesome singer-songwriter spilling his melancholy to a rapt audience. Passivité is a unique entry in the Black Editions canon, an enjoyable document from the mellower side of Japanese psychedelia.

Bryon Hayes

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All my rambling thoughts while watching TADC episode 3

Watched this episode with a friend when it came out and I have! Feelings!! So here’s my rough approximation of some of my thoughts on it while watching!

Spoilers ahead!

——— • Love the gang hanging out together

• “And Zooble turns straight!” JAX NO

• “What do YOU, the VIEWERS, think it is?” Mm. Don’t like that. • Every time “Today’s Adventure” plays I just grin like an idiot, I’m SO happy it’s in every episode

• Caine being desperate to create an adventure that Zooble will go on is a really interesting concept

• I miss Gummigoo ;^;

• OHH THE LIGHTING IN THIS EPISODE. THE VIBES!! THE HAUNTED MANSION!!! IMMACULATE. I cannot possibly gush about it enough.

• “I’m not really a fan of horror, and I don’t really handle jumpscares that well.” She’s just like me

• Ohhh the ghost is so cute 🥺 what a little guy-oh, whelp, goodbye

• RAGATHA’S HORRIFIED FACE IS SENDING ME

• Oh that’s nightmare fuel :D

• “You know, I’m starting to think…” oh. oh that’s-that’s the end of the sentence.

• “Well, this is some rather inconvenient lore placement” I love Kinger

• THE 2D EYES

• Them being fixated on the fly is so funny to me for no reason

• NEW SLEEP PARALYSIS DEMON JUST DROPPED

• “You look beautiful, honey”

• “UUUUUP!!” AHDAJGDA

• Zooble therapy time!

• Oh no,, sad therapy time

• Aw Zooble :( dang

• Caine is 100% listening to Zooble when they tell him to ‘just forget it’ and I don’t think they realize that. Poor Zooble

• OH GOD OH NO CAINE. He’s just as trapped as the rest of them

• “I ended up shooting the love of my life” Kinger’s face here worries me

• “Okay I won’t” the humour in this show is so good man

• HE DID NOT MISS

• Kinger protecting Pomni, I love them actually

• “w h a t” *WHEEEEEZE*

• THE GIRLS HAVING A TEA PARTY IS SO GOOD. I love Martha, she seems so chill

• Jax being tied up made me laugh really hard. Yes, good, keep it that way. He deserves it.

• Tbh Caine putting in a pacifist route is more than I expected him to do

• “How’s your wife, Kinger?” THE AGONIZED SCREECH I LET OUT, OUUUGHHH MY HEART-RUDE AND UNCALLED FOR, ACTUALLY

• “Seven years of computer science for this, huh?” OH????

• “He just wants me to suffer.” Hm,, I don’t think she’s talking about Caine there

• “How about we just relax for a bit while nothing’s chasing us?” Awww

• Pomni crying,, ouch :(

• OH BACKSTORY?? NO TEASE?? JUST RIGHT INTO THE PAIN????

• “She was funny, creative, really into entomology. I used to hate bugs, but she somehow got me to like them.” Cute established/married couples where one just gushes about the other usually makes me weak but this time it HURTS

• Oh god I love them so much and she’s not even HERE

• Their whole talk is sooooo good and heartbreaking. I love their father-daughter / grandfather-grandchild dynamic, it’s so well done.

• “I’m glad you’re here with me.” SOB

• “As long as you remember it, things will be okay.” PLEASE I CAN’T DO THIS

• Glowstick

• Pomni thanking Ragatha for always looking out for her and Ragatha looking so taken aback and grateful AUGGGHHH. YES. Ragatha deserves SO much love.

• “Did you remember to get my comedy mask?” “…F*$&!” AHDJAHDA

• “It wasn't that bad, actually.” AWWWW

My expectations for this episode were high but DANG. The team absolutely knocked this one out of the park. Definitely my favourite episode so far.

Kinger’s one of if not my favourite character and I’m SO happy he got so much focus. His and Pomni’s relationship and him comforting her is devastating and beautiful and I can’t even say anything about it without just devolving into

Anyways, I can’t wait to fanart about this episode like a normal, functioning person!

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Wayne Family Portrait

Bruce Wayne

Febuary 19, 1981 was the best day of Thomas and Martha’s lives, quickly replacing the day they had been married. At 5:30pm, just as the sun was setting, their son Bruce was born. Bruce was a happy child, sent to a prekindergarten that focused more on social-emotional development than crystal intelligence. He learned how to socialize, how to talk to people, how to be a Wayne. His parents cared for him deeply; he grew up loved, confident in himself, and absorbed everything anyone would teach him. It was a shame he broke when they died. Batman was born in 1991.

Dick Grayson

Richard Grayson was born on March 20, 1998. Growing up in the circus, he was flexible, strong, smart, and blended well with people. Truly everything you could want in a child. When his parents died, he was devastated, but he wasn’t alone. Taken from everything he once knew, and thrown into a new world, a world where he could hide from the pain, he decided instead that he would always be his mom’s little Robin. In 2008, two years after he was adopted, he took to a new stage. Now all seven of his little siblings have shared his act.

Barbra Gordon

September 23, 1998 was the end of the beginning for Barbra, but the beginning of the end for her parents. When her mother left Gotham her father got default custody, but Barbra never knew that. Growing up the daughter of the police chief in one of the most dangerous and corrupt towns in the country meant that Barbra learned certain skills and habits fast. In second grade, she was the first to befriend the new boy in class. He turned out to be a good friend to make, teaching her several circus tricks. Now she’s teaching him some things too.

Jason Todd

August 16, 2004 was a rainy day in gutters of Gotham. Jason Todd has never been a part of a family he likes, and he’ll tell you that himself. His mom left, his step-mom overdosed, and his father was killed working as a hired thug. Left to fend for himself, he stole from the wrong guy and ended up in yet another family. Jason is pretty sure Bruce carries adoption papers in his utility belt. Today he argues with his family as much as he fights villains, but what can he do. He may not like them, but they’re his.

Duke Thomas

Duke is seventeen and rather new to this crime-fighting thing. He’s also new to this ‘having money’ thing. He buys food for his classmates because he can, and no one at home asks him why is lunch account always needs attention. When things happen at school, he’s no longer a suspect, even if he did it. He misses his old life, but he feels like it’d be ungrateful to mention. He hasn’t figured out yet that everyone in this house would rather be somewhere -someone- else. Still, he’s learning a lot and the future is the brightest it’s ever been.

Cassandra Cain

January 26, 2008 phase one of creating a new weapon was completed. That is all. Cassandra was never given a voice or a choice. She was trained, then released on the world. A world she wasn’t ready for, and when the game ended, she couldn’t play another round. Cassandra learned to love Stitch, they had very similar families, and like the little alien, hers was broken, but she found it all by herself. As silent as a shadow, she stalks the night. An Orphan who knows both of her parents are still alive, who she isn’t strong enough to kill.

Tim Drake

Tim doesn’t have blood running through his veins anymore, he replaced it with coffee years ago. He doesn’t sleep because in his dreams he has to face the truth, no one wants him. He was in another country, in boarding school when his mother went into witness protection following his fathers death. Did she remember that she had a son? No one else did. The bats did not want him either, he knew that. He idolized Dick, who tolerated him. Jason hated him, Damian might kill him, Bruce needed him too much to care about him. The girls were, well…

Stephanie Brown

Stephanie didn’t need the bats, strictly speaking, but working with them was easy, was fun, was- well it reminded her that there was more to her than her father. She felt awkward, having gotten into the gang by dating Tim, then quickly trading him for Cass. But, such was life when you’re in high school she supposed. She thought it was funny though, all the boys were the same, you couldn’t tell them that, but they were, all sadness behind their bright smiles. But she and Cass and Babs, they complimented each other; friendly, silent, and omnipotent. They owned Gotham.

Damian Wayne

He knew that he wasn’t better than them, but he also knew he had to be the best. Damien had never been allowed to be anything less than the best. And with seven older siblings, siblings that had been chosen at that, this was certainly not an exception. He would not disappoint his father, he would fight crime, he would be an angel in public, he would get A’s, he would get sleep. He would monitor his siblings strengths and learn, their weaknesses and adjust. The greatest of them all. Maybe one day, he could even be a real boy.

Smile

The lines on Bruce’s face are beginning to show the strain he’s been under, how many times his nose has been broken, how many injuries will never heal. Damian’s smile is bright and staged, exactly as you would expect from a boy his age. Dick has a more natural smile, you could almost pretend it meets his eyes. Steph and Cass are definitely looking at the camera, not each other. Barbra has a more professional look to her. Duke looks as lost as the others feel. Tim and Jason try not to kill each other before the flash goes off.

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Batgirl Reader (Updated Info)

Happy New Years everyone!!

I thought that maybe since it was the new years, I decided to give Batgirl Reader a new look and a bit of new lore... 👀

Please do NOT steal my art!!

Real Name: Y/N L/N

Main Alias: Batgirl

Other Aliases:

Witch's Child

검은 눈의 괴물 (Black Eyed Monster)

Umibōzu's daughter

Batsie Baby

Relatives:

Deceased Father

Deceased Mother

Deceased Unborn Brother

Lady Shiva (Caretaker)

Miss Wells (Second Caretaker)

Bruce Wayne (Adoptive Father)

Selina Kyle (Self Proclaimed Mommy)

Kate Kane (Adopted Aunt)

Dick Grayson (Adoptive Older Brother)

Jason Todd (Adoptive Older Brother)

Tim Drake (Adoptive Older Brother)

Damian Wayne (Adoptive Older Brother)

Duke Thomas (Adoptive Older Brother)

Cassandra Cain (Adoptive Older Sister)

“Close Allies”:

Batsie (Best Friend)

Matcha (Childhood Friend)

Deathstroke (Trainer)

Talia Al Gaul

Ace the Bat Hound (Pet)

Azrael (Trainer)

Alfred Pennyworth

Barbara Gordon

Jim Gordon

Stephanie Brown

Helena Bertinelli

Luke Fox

Lucius Fox

Harper Row

Harley Quinn (Sometimes)

Affiliation:

Batman Family

Batgirls

Outsiders

Gotham Knights

League of Assassins (Formerly)

Suicide Squad (Frequently)

Base Of Operations: Gotham City

Alignment: Good

Identity: Secret Identity

Citizenship: Any Asian nationality (Yes, batgirl is going to be Asian cause I'm Asian)

Marital Status: Single

Occupation(s):

Vigilante

Elementary Student

Gender: Female

Height: Around 124 cm (4 ft)

Weight: Same weight as an average child

Eyes: Black

Hair: Black

Abilities:

Dancing: Y/N learned how to dance from her childhood friend, Matcha. She would watch her movements of classical ballet and follow them.

Hacking: Just like Oracle, Batgirl has great skills with computers. She learned how to hack things when she was gifted her first computer for her third birthday. She could go through any high officials' data files.

Marital Arts: Y/N does have great marital arts despite her being so young, but she's still learning.

Mithridatism: Batgirl can take any sort of poison whether it's deadly or not. She trained to take one spoonful of poison as her training during her training years.

Stealth: She can pull off any disappearing acts on any other people. Enemies and civilians.

Gadgets:

Ribbon Wand: Because she does dancing, it won't complete it without a ribbon wand. Y/N received it from Batman when she told him about her experience with dancing and how she wanted her own ribbon wand one day. The ribbon is strong enough to break a person's neck.

Batarang: These devices are Bat-shaped, throwing weapons usually used to disorientate enemies, and are a ranged substitute for often carrying multiple Batarangs on her person while on patrol.

Grapple Gun: Batgirl frequently uses a grappling gun not unlike that used by Batman. This device fires a strong cable that latches onto a surface and winches Y/N up. She commonly uses this device while patrolling urban rooftops.

Bo Staff: Y/N uses these as a substitute weapon whenever she "forgot" to bring the equipment that Batman provided for her. The bo staff she has was a gift from Deathstroke.

Pocket Knife: Only used it for training, but she is scared to use it on anyone because it could "really hurt them".

Likes:

Batsie (Her bat plush)

The gifts she receives from Matcha

Dress Ups

Shopping

Money

Family Trips

Slumber Parties

Tea Parties

Alfred’s Sweets

Romance Stories

Reading and writing in her secret diary

Dislikes:

Uncomfortable clothing

Chores

Studying

Nightmares

Stress

Thunderstorms

Bruce’s lectures

Lady Shiva and Deathstroke's training methods

Backstory:

There were two different people from different leagues who were rivals since the first ever year. The couple were in love and conceived a child, which was a baby girl who they named Y/N. However, the two leagues found about their secret affair that made the mother's father kill her husband. After she found out about the murder, the mother decided to go after her father and kill him the exact same way, but more painful and slower. This caused the mother to be sentenced to death while she was pregnant with Y/N's little brother, which made her give away her infant daughter to her trusted friend, Lady Shiva. Before her mother was executed, she gave Y/N a handmade stuffed animal that is a purple bat. She named her new best friend, Batsie.

As Y/N was sent to live under Lady Shiva's roof, she was forced to train, study, and do many chores while she was still three years old along with Deathstroke. However, she had an actual human friend named Matcha who helped her show off what the woman who was taking care of her about her true colors by making the young girl into a perfect weapon and helped her escape right after that.

When Y/N was four, she arrived at Gotham City and was wandering around before she arrived at an orphanage building where she was greeted by a woman who was called Miss Wells. Ever since then, she learned how the world was like and lived there before a man named Bruce Wayne came in and brought her to his home, which will be her new life.

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The King & Queen of Hell Chapter 1:

Once upon a time, there was a glowing city protected by golden gates, known as Heaven. It was ruled by beings of pure light. Angels that worshiped good and shielded all from evil. Lucifer was one of these angels. He was a dreamer with fantastical ideas for all of creation, but he was seen as a troublemaker by the Elders of Heaven, for they felt his way of thinking was dangerous to the order of their world. So, he watched as the angels began to expand the universe in their ways.

From the dust of Earth, they created Adam and Lilith. Equals of the first of mankind, but despite this, Lilith demanded control and Adam refused to submit to her wills. Lilith fled the garden, determined to make her own way without him.

Drawn in by Adam's love of the garden and his never-ending curiosity, Lucifer found him and the two fell in love. The Elders disliked this new development and made Adam a new bride, Eve. What they didn't expect, however, was for her to bond with Lucifer over their shared love of the first man. Soon, the couple was blessed with two children. Cain and Abel.

The boys thrived in the garden with the guidance of their fathers and Eve. The little family spending many happy days together. Soon, a daughter was born, taking on a more angelic appearance then that of her brothers. Watching the family from beyond the garden, Lilith grew envious and resentful. That could have been her. Should have been her. And so, she sent off to shatter that happiness.

She grew close to Lucifer and over time had convince him to give into his desire and share the magic of Free Will with humanity. Tricking him into giving Eve the Fruit of Knowledge, who gladly accepted. Lucifer's gift to the woman he grew to love and care for came with a curse. With this simple act of disobedience, evil finally found its way into Earth. With it, a new realm of darkness and sin was created, and the order Heaven had worked to maintain was shattered.

As punishment for his reckless act, Heaven cast Lucifer into the dark pit he created, never allowing him to see the good that came from humanity. Only the cruel and the wicked. He wasn't alone though, for Adam had fell with him, not wanting to ever be separated from his love. But not before Heaven stole away their baby girl and left their sons alone on Earth.

They were fortunate to still have those who cared for them enough to look after their children. Eve took care of the two boys as if they were her own sons and Lucifer's brothers and sisters raised their daughter away from the eyes of the Elders. Never once allowing anyone to disrespect their parents and taint their view of them.

Ashamed of what he had done, Lucifer lost his will to dream. But Adam thrived, empowering not only demon kind, but his partner too. Slowly, he pulled Lucifer from his depression, and they made Hell into something livable. Something all their own. As the numbers of Hell grew, so did its power. Threatened by this, Heaven made a truly heartless decision.

That every year, they would send down an army. An extermination to ensure Hell and its sinners could never rise against them. This action, however, had a grave consequence. Adam and Lucifer would not stand by and watch their people being slaughtered. They fought back as best they could to defend them and were eventually joined by their sons who eagerly joined in the fight against the angels.

Adam and Lucifer's hope remained; their dream was passed down to their youngest daughter, the princess of Hell.

Closing the book, Charlie held the key to it close. This story was always her motivator in times of doubt. She could do this! She'd make her parents proud! "Don't worry you two... I'll make you proud."

"Charlie."

Jumping, she turned to see her girlfriend standing at the door with an amused smile. "Oh, fuck! Uh... how much of that did you hear?"

"Just the end of it. You know, you don't have to push yourself so hard for the King and Queen."

"I know. But this isn't just for them. It's for me. For you. For all of Hell! I can't just sit by anymore while they're out fighting for us." It's one of the things Charlie hated about being the youngest in her family. Everyone was always shielding her from what they considered dangerous. 

Though, while she wasn't old enough to join the fight (nor did she have the stomach to kill someone) she was grateful that they taught her what to do when the time would come for her to defend herself and the things and people she cared about.

"I know just-" Sighing, Vaggie couldn't bear to see the woman she loved push herself so hard. "Don't work yourself ragged, okay?"

"No promises~ You know what I'm like when I'm in the zone." Standing, Charlie fixed her hair in the mirror. Maybe she should wear it down like how she reminded her parents telling her Eve used to. Though, it would probably get in the way while she was working. Oh! Maybe she should cut it! Get it short like how most of her family wore their hair.

The splashes of brown in her mostly blonde hair caused her to pause. Charlie looked almost like an exact copy of her parent. The only thing that showed her resemblance to her father were those few dark strands. She wished she had more of his features. Like his eye color. Or a darker complexion to her skin. Or-

"Charlie. Sweetie. We've talked about this. You look fine the way you are."

"Yes, yes, I know Vaggie. I just... can't help it sometimes." Trying to distract herself from those thoughts, she grabbed her appointment book and headed downstairs arm and arm with her partner. "I have a busy day today. Will you be okay to keep an eye on the hotel for me?"

"Of course, babe. You know I got your back. Are you sure you don't want me to come with? Alastor can protect the place just fine."

"I don't want you mixed up in all of this." Not yet anyways. Vaggie still didn't know that she was heir to the throne of Hell. No one seemed to. Which is odd seeing as she looks just like the queen. She'd tell her eventually. Soon! But until then, she wanted to keep Vaggie out of their messy affairs. "I just have a meeting with Cain and Abel this morning. Then after lunch I'll head to the Embassy to meet with Lilith."

"Wait. The King and Queen are sending you to meet with the leader of the Exterminations?"

"Everyone else is busy. Plus, it's a great way for me to pitch the hotel to Heaven."

"I'd feel better if you had someone going with you... Lilith is a real bitch. Or so I've heard."

She was right. Charlie had met Lilith once before this. Her being a real bitch was an understatement. "Okay, then I can see if one of the twins would be willing to come with me. But, again, everyone is busy. So, I doubt they'd be able to."

"Let me-"

"Vaggie. Please. I'll be okay."

"Perhaps I should accompany our dear Charolette."

Alastor. The fallen angel didn't like the guy on a good day. However, anyone would be better than Charlie going alone. "What do you think?"

"I... guess it couldn't hurt? I mean, Alastor is an Overlord."

"Delightful!"

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[neo-shitty]

before the new year begins — tag game

happy new year, everyone! i've been doing a lot of journaling lately and i came across the written version of this tag from @madamescarlette on the dash and thought i'd give it a try just because i've been practicing more reflection these past few days.

tagging: @petrichor-han, @mosviqu, @straykats, and anyone who'd like to look back on 2024 🤍

share your favorite memory of this year.

off the top of my head, my favorite thing to recall was when i confronted this girl who spearheaded making rumors and talking shit about me and my friend group (mind you, we're college seniors). singlehandedly, one of my most empowering moments. other pleasant memories include campfires and hangouts by the sea across various friend groups, leaping together in joy when we passed our integrated subjects, trying our best not to laugh too loud in the office, and of course, graduating.

2. what was the highlight of your year?

finally getting my degree in accountancy. tough course :') would not recommend :') walked out with two mental illnesses, banger degree ender!

3. list the top five books you read this year.

sit down, this will be a long one. right off the bat, read last january, there is no antimemetics division by sam hughes (qntm), which put me in a crazy mental loop that just made me more immersed into the story than i already was. pet sematary by stephen king, my first step into horror and definitely not my last. there's genuinely nothing i like more than cosmic/domestic horror. this is how you lose the time war by amal el-mohtar and max gladstone, which has everything i truly want in a book—good writing, gays, pining, and time travel. hollow city and library of souls by ransom riggs, which are the 2nd and 3rd books of the miss peregrine's home for peculiar children series. truly, the only books that mattered. the whole thing could've been a banger trilogy bc of them idc idc. i wish i read more than i did this year, but i did my best given how busy i was.

4. list the top five movies you watched this year.

i watched chicago because of the trendy 'we both reached for the gun audio' but i ended up enjoying it far more than i anticipated. a uniquely formatted film musical, banger plot (with social commentary undertones) and banger songs. then i headed into wicked blindly and cried my eyes out with a friend at the cinema. beautiful story between two friends, banger cast and banger songs as well, and just the visuals of the movie were just stunning! all quiet on the western front, a devastating depiction of just how brutal war is. almost a 5/5, if it weren't for the shock factor ending. barbie because it wasn't what i expected a barbie live adaptation to be. it got across what a barbie cartoon movie would normally get across to kids to us adults in the real world. banger monologue, cried my eyes out in my room. cruella, though i watched it too early in the year to recall its impact fully. she was fabulous! i support women's rights and women's wrongs!

5. list the top five tv series you binged this year.

none. sorry, my attention span was just nowhere this year.

6. what is the one new thing you discovered this year (could be a place/hobby/song etc)?

hmm, i discovered that, though it shouldn't come as a surprise, i actually do like journaling and it really does help me in ways i thought it didn't before. i was always so pressured by the aesthetic standards around journaling that it just deterred me from utilizing it for what it was originally meant to be. now i just throw up words onto paper and pray for relief afterwards (which normally happens now!)

7. top three albums that you played this year?

preacher's daughter by ethel cain, the tortured poets department: anthology by taylor swift, and golden age by ethel cain. ethel taking 2 of the 3 spots in justified. i never did shut up about her and i just put her albums on loop in the background for hours while i was playing.

8. your spotify wrapped #1 song

it says good luck babe by chappell roan but i beg to differ. it doesn't say so on other sites like receiptify/volt.fm nor do i feel like i played it enough for it to land first this year. good song tho!

9. your spotify wrapped top artist

i think it was taylor swift? on another site, i have ethel cain which is honestly more accurate.

10. your personal song of the year.

a house in nebraska by ethel cain *sad pole dancing*

11. what is an achievement that you are proud of this year?

again, graduating. it's such a huge milestone in my life that i just can't undermine it. it means so much to me and reaching it lifted a lot of weight off my chest.

12. what are your goals for the next year?

to focus on the other aspects in my life that i neglected in the past few years such as family relationships, mental and physical health, self-improvement outside of academics, etc.

13. any three book releases you are excited for next year.

i'm not really one to look forward to releases but maybe the new hunger games book if its coming out this year. haymitch's story?

14. any three upcoming movies/tv series that you are excited for next year.

again, not one to look forward to movies. i literally had to look these up just to recall but: wicked 2, of course, and the minecraft movie for the hell of it. that's about it.

15. if you could change one thing about the past year what would it be?

i wish i took on more opportunities instead of letting them pass me by.

16. did you manage to stick to your new year's resolutions this year?

my life was too much of a whirlwind for me to even have a new year's resolution at the time. i was anxious and probably depressed and i just kept telling myself, "just one more year and it'll all be over".

17. do you have any new year's resolutions for the next year?

my new year's resolution is to just practice putting myself first and alleviating the pressure i've been unknowingly putting on myself since day one very many years ago.

18. favorite meme of the year?

i think i was too out of orbit to pick out a favorite one. i still keep on recycling all the ones i had since high school lol

19. which month was the most fun this year?

was there such a thing? my whole year was characterized by breakdowns and picking academics over the fun things in life. might've been december. i've been unwinding the whole month.

20. what color do you associate the previous year with?

maroon and/or blood red because that was a brutal year.

21. if you could tell yourself something at the beginning of this year based on what you know right now, what would it be?

apply for it. she'll understand when the time comes and she wouldn't live with the same regrets that i do.

22. favorite viral trend of the year?

i honestly have no idea. maybe the korean cheerleaders???

23. list any three new things you learned this year (could be recipes, a new skill, etc.)

memory keeping in the form of scrapbooking, relearning how to cook based on the recipes my parents have, a lot of workplace-related skills lmfao.

24. how would you describe your year in a word?

rollercoaster, every up just had to come with a down and sometimes it made me wish it just flung me off the track.

25. what color do you want to associate the upcoming year with? why?

a dull grey because this might be the year i become a corporate slave in a physically lively but emotionally dead city. tragic.

[nabakovian]

2023 top tens: music

this is a list of albums/singles that either came out this year or i listened to for the first time this year

10. birth of violence by chelsea wolfe

9. all mirrors by angel olsen

8. among my swan by mazzy star

7. this land is inhospitable and so are we by mitski

6. players by coi leray

5. technophelia by geneva jacuzzi

4. soda pop by britney spears

3. antisocialites by alvvays

2. cobra (rock remix) [feat. spiritbox] by megan thee stallion

1. preacher's daughter by ethel cain

[nicolecon-creativeenquiry]

final degree show install.

this is how everything looks put together and I have to say, standing back from this view and realising this is a visual representation of my year long journey with this project and myself as a young woman did make me quite emotional.

The space transformed into everything I could've possibly hoped for.

Every little detail of this composition has come together perfectly in my eyes. The blue walls work to separate my space and ideas from those around me while creating a new environment for the eyes. The dark blue speaks to the deep sensual nature of this work and does a great job at pulling the viewer in further to explore the piece.

The oil paintings in the back are almost an afterthought when viewing this piece in all it's glory but they play a big part in the story telling element of this work. These two women who are purposefully not me speak to the "woman of the house" idea while fuelling the theme of desperation and hunger that is represented by the bleeding slashes on each woman. Not just the visuals of blood and pain but it gives the appearance that the canvas itself is bleeding. While women are admired as art, art can still bleed and cry and scream. She is art losing value and integrity from her wounds. This is also a nod to Sofia Isella, a massive inspiration for this work with her lyrics "We are paintings with legs. We are art you can fuck"

the miss matching chairs I borrowed from the 9th floor furniture department lend so much of the homely feel this piece radiates. I wanted "barn style" chairs. They represent the imperfections of the consumers and how they differ in their consumption. Two different people with different thoughts, feelings, and hungers. The overall look of the chair is yet another nod to a musical inspiration for this piece. Ethel Cain and her Preachers Daughter album were massive when finding the visuals to bring this idea to life. The album repeatedly mentions southern culture and barn-like furniture which I feel I have represented with these chairs.

The lace table cloth speaks to the fragility of the scene and everyone involved. The way it's been moved, disrupted, and stained with blood speaks to the corruption of our youth. As cliché as it is, the rotting of young men and women plays a big role in this piece and I had to honour the epidemic that is the Andrew Tate, red pill, incel culture we see daily.

while the main contents of the table will be dissected separately, the smaller details all have significance. The spice jar filled with teeth are a nod to my Divergent exhibition which used teeth to make the audience feel uncomfortable. This piece holds space for the impact of that work while adding to the dinner table like feel. The half melted candles expose the romance involved in the consumption. The way people have turned such ruthless cannibalism into something to aspire too. The culture of situationships, casual sex, and dating apps all of which feed into the over consumption of women.

The rug is the final piece that brings together the scene. I got this rug second hand off facebook market place which was important to me. This rug already had life in it, it wasn't just unwrapped and spread on the floor as a prop. The miss match colour of it is aiming to call attention to the commonality of this consumption. You aren't viewing some rich family with perfect walls and perfect matching furniture, this could be anyone. This could be you. Does your colour scheme flow effortlessly through your house? I bet it doesn't so this *could* be you.

I'm endlessly happy with how this turned out and I believe it's my most successful piece to date.

[daggerzine]

e6gMan’s concert diary for 2024

January 27, Airiel - UW-Madison Kicking off the year with Chicago’s shoegaze phenom (for free) at my alma mater with my sister was an amazing wall of sonic guitars, to say the least.

February 23, Abby Holliday - UW-Madison Another free show at UW with my son and daughter-in-law, up and coming artist Abby proved she’s heading one way…up! Loved her live version of “Better By Now,” brought me to tears.

March 1, Tyler Ramsey/Jeremy Lister - Shank Hall, Milwaukee Not sure how Peter Jest does it, but he continues to book great bands at Shank. (Just finished his book(co-written with Amy T. Waldman) We Had Fun And Nobody Died-a great read!) Caught up with an old friend and we loved both artists, but Tyler had me with “These Ghosts” off of his latest album.

March 28 San Fermin/runnner - High Noon Saloon, Madison Celebrating my wife’s birthday, our family went (minus the birthday girl) to this incredible double bill. Playing most of the new album, San Fermin didn’t disappoint. They pulled off their classic, a family favorite, “Sonsick” as well.

April 13 Ratboys/Ducks, Ltd. - UW-Madison The most crowded my son and I’ve seen at the Rathskeller, another great double bill. Ratboys’ leader, Julia Steiner was the sweetest person running the merch booth. And her band’s performance later was amazing. May 10 EXTC - Shank Hall, Milwaukee XTC’s drummer (with Andy & Colin’s permission) did their best in recreating the XTC catalog. (I saw XTC open for The Police during the Drums & Wires tour.) It was a fun night with family. June 2 Do Division Street Fest - Chicago This street fest is an annual visit with an old friend. Kacy Hill was the highlight for me this year. That’s what I love about these street fests, so many new artists(to me) to enjoy! June 21 Jesus Jones/Modern English - Summerfest, Milwaukee It was bucket list time for me. Hearing these bands playing old and new in an outdoor venue with family really hit the spot. June 29 Cherry Glazzer/Dandy Warhols/Afghan Whigs/Ethel Cain - Summerfest, Milwaukee New Indie and classic alternative bands made for a great day with family. The clincher was Ethel covering “Bette Davis Eyes” straight into concert-ending, crowd-pleaser “American Teenager.” July 13 Mandy/Lydia Loveless - Square Roots, Chicago Another great Chicago street fest this time with my daughter. Mandy was great, but literally got blown off the stage by an incoming storm. But it was Lydia who blew me away by beginning her show with my favorite, “Same To You.” (After her performance, I thanked her for playing that. She told me, “I realized I need to play some of my old stuff once in a while.”) Glad she did!

July19-21 Rosali, Water From Your Eyes, Model/Actriz   - Pitchfork, Chicago Many great artists in the final installment of Pitchfork(ML Buch, Lifeguard, Hotline TNT, Bratmobile, Jessica Pratt, Mannequin Pussy), but these three still have me thinking how happy I was to see them in concert.

August 9 Great Lake Swimmers - McPike Park, Madison Kiki’s Session in Madison. Hearing “When The Storm Has Passed” live was the highlight for me. Even my wife enjoyed their sound.

August 24 Guided by Voices - Humboldt Park, Milwaukee It was my birthday weekend with my family dressed in my GBV t-shirts(even my wife!), we headed to Milwaukee for a free, beautiful outdoor show. All the hits, all the beer. August 31 Pravdafest - Fitzgerald's, Berwyn Where do I start? Kenn Goodman has an amazing catalog of artists on Pravda. It was like a (40th) class reunion of old time friends and family filled with great music all day and night! Hard to pick a favorite. September 14 Pia Fraus - Kalamashoegazer - Bell’s Brewery, Kalamazoo An amazing line-up from top to bottom(Thanks to Tambourina’s April Zimont), but it was Pia Fraus closing the evening on their first tour of the US that stuck with me. It was a much loved night of dream pop and shoegaze spent with my brother.

September 27 Mali Velasquez/Bloomsday/Foxes in Fiction/Fog Lake - UW Terrace, Madison Four great bands all for free. I’d only seen Foxes in Fiction before, so it was quite a treat to see the others and share Wisconsin beer with them.

October 5 Matthew Sweet - Stoughton Opera House, Wisconsin Armed with Paulie Chastain and Adrian Carter doing acoustic songs, Matthew gave a special performance the night before his 60th birthday with my sister. Who would have known Matthew would suffer a stroke a few days later?

October 13 The dB’s - Shank Hall, Milwaukee Definitely a bucket list band here for my sister and I. They played all the hits, especially “Love Is For Lovers.” October 18 The Chameleons - Bottom Lounge, Chicago Arguably the LOUDEST show I saw this year with my brother, even with earplugs. But I had to go since I hadn’t seen Mark Burgess since his Sons of God tour in 1994 thirty years ago. Playing the entire Strange Times album was amazing. “Soul In Isolation” was one of my many highlights. November 14 Jason Narducy - Kiki’s House of Righteous Music, Madison My sister and I enjoyed this man of many skills. Jason delivered an intimate show delivering interesting tidbits between his amazing guitar work and vocals.   

Already booked some shows for this year...ERIC EGGLESON