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muffindaddystyles · 4 years ago

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𝓛𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓢𝓾𝓷𝓰𝓵𝓸𝔀𝓮𝓻 ❤︎

A/n: My moot from twitter made a whole thread that what if Harry wrote sunflower vol6. for some fan, she wanted the idea in words so here ya go!

Crowd just to admire Harry, cheering, loving, showering him in their evermost affection.

Harry performs like he was born for this; a punk rockstar with a flower crown on his head, bout to dominate the world just from his kindness.

After performing three songs he was engulfing in conversation with his fans and he points towards you but your friends gestures if he wants to talk to her.

You're wearing a pastel dress with hues of yellow accessories. You're so red in your own way, popping out from the crowd in the bloody bold way but you're shy and skittish around people.

You're just dancing along with your bestie, swaying your hips to only angel and then doing your own sexy moves to show your friend making fun of it afterwards.

Harry couldn't snatch his focus from you and the band noticed it so they teased him, tsking at him and mouthing him his pet name 'wep' under the loud shrivels of their guitars.

You wouldn't deny that you wanted to catch his attention too but you don't know how to.

Everyone's complementing him in their fondest way and whenever you parted your plump glossy lips to shout something nothing came out.

While playing guitar, Harry gazes at you intensely his brows furrowing when he sees that your bestfriend cupped your face to say something in your ear.

He's so fuckin' jealous. He wants to be there to cup your face, stroke you and maybe kiss you.

You looks so damn kissable. He thinks you're so golden beaming around the pink sky.

Now, when he's asking your friend's name out glancing at you from the corner of his eyes your heart drops. English isn't your first language, and this made your hands shake at the side.

You don't wanna fuck this up.

"What's your pretty name darlin'?" He smiles at you feeling a bit shy from your peer that's nothing but anxiousness, Sara and Mitch exchange looks with eachother while Harry waited patiently to get your calm voice to reach to him because at this point he can do everything.

"Y/n-y/n!" You're far from him so you shouted and it stuttered making you even more blush like a coral stone.

Fuckin' beautiful name, just like her Harry's heart gave a beat.

He doesn't want to dissapoint you by taking your name wrong, you're too precious to pronounce you differently that's why he reminisced your name many times under his breath before taking it.

"Y/n, right?" You bobbed your head a bit loosening up and smiling coyly fuck Harry wants to flop at ground just at this, "soo where are you from ba- y/n?"

"Not from here!" You told him now properly locking your eyes and Harry noticed your eyes colour's so common but looks so rare on you.

Harry mimicked you doing his comic accent, "No- Not from here, that's why asked ye' from where!?!" The crowd cheered and you laughed clutching your sides telling your country name.

"I hope you're havin' a good time, y/n." He grins combing his loose curls back and sipping his water, then throwing the water on the crowd intentionally so it would reach you and he could dive in another cute moment of you.

The whole show went like this but he wants you more than singing his melodies to you and he notices that you're getting exhausted and tired but utterly overloaded with cuteness forgetting lyrics to every other song now and then, your shoes aching you so you sat down but he jolts in panic thinking you just fell and is afraid you'll come under everyone's feet.

But when you again stood up he practically heaved shaking his to scold him that he shouldn't do this, he'll end up hurting himself from missing you and thinking about you everytime.

Getting attached too soon is Harry's weak point.

The show ended and he wanted to call you backstage but you were long gone leaving your sunflower-ey coral sunshine behind.

Harry went through his breakup going to Japan to give him his own solace, he went through his journal where he has written all his songs and his eyes fell over the cursive words he lovingly wrote on this specific side of his journal.

He wrote a song about you right after running backstage. Kid Harpoon wanted to make some changes in the lyrics but Harry criticised that no changes will be made in this particular song, he doesn't care if it's a hit or not, this came straight out of his heart and it matters alot to him.

One day he was wandering in london when you marched from a bookshop bumping square into one person you couldn't possibly imagine, Harry.

Your canvases, books, brushes everything flew to ground and Harry's on cloud nine a feeling of when he did shrooms spreads in his chest.

"Sorry. Shit yeah." You both said in unison squatting down to collect your things.

Your heads hitting and you giggled making Harry giggle too.

"Kay there's this saying in my culture that if your forehead gets hit by another person you should hit it twice else horns grows on your head." Your eyes glinting and he shakes his head gently pressing his head against yours.

He saw your fingers shaking so he again muttered a 'sorry' feeling bad for no-reason.

"Is it your painting?" He asked and you nodded taking the canvas from him, his touch's so soft you've only imagined it or heard from the people who met him that he has the softest warmest touch. "It's beautiful."

You're in awe of him. Ofcourse you love him but you don't know how much Harry's in love with you.

He's in awe of your talent too, he knew you'd love to paint from how vivid you're. It's one of the things he imagined bout you before going to bed.

Harry was taken aback by your respect for his consent when you asked him if you could hug him and he opened his arms wide for you.

"C'mere darlin'." Million sparks shooted inside his body when you coiled your arms around his neck because of your height, he's so happy he wants to cry.

Fuck this he wants you to be his and he's gonna drag his arse for it.

He sniffed in your shampoo and scent which's vanilla, strawberries and galaxies.

"Umm..y/n would you like to grab a coffee with me?" You are appalled. you never thought he'd remember you but who's gonna tell you that you were his only thought and the dream of his heart.

"Sure! Thank you." You beamed walking alongside of him to the nearest café.

Harry thinks you're so kind that maybe you felt rude to reject his offer but this's just his anxiety.

Anyways you talked to him about things he didn't know, you asked him how life's going even though his life's all where on the headlines.

You've never drank black coffee in your life but ordered it from the embarrassment of judgment from him and when you sipped it you practically gagged.

"Wanna swap, I just took a sip?"

"Thank you never drank black coffee in my life." He didn't asked you why but you yourself told him sipping from his and it's mocha sweet as him, "not very much common where I used to live."

Harry wants to get to know you more. About your culture, your interests and specifically just you.

"There's this get-together at my home this Saturday, would you like to come it's okay if you don't want to." He rubbed the back of his neck a little nervous.

"I'd love too!" You smiled even though you're all jittery from inside. You don't know what's happening but you're just going along with it.

"Kay. See ya there." He took your hand writing his number inside your palm and he swear that he felt like he dipped his hand into a sweet pudding when he held you.

You got ready with feathery makeup and simple outfit, you haven't told anyone that you met Harry. You've baked cupcakes for him because your mother has always taught you to never go empty hand to someone's house.

All the expensive cars parked at his driveway wanted to make you cry, you're so nervous.

Harry's nervy too he lectured everyone not to suffocate you and give her some space knowing how lovey-dovey his friends could be.

"And don't call me pet names infront her." He seriously told Jeff who offered him tequila but he pushed it away, there's no way he's getting drunk today. "Okay foof." Jeff patted him hardly.

"Hmm. Plannin' to become someone else's baby." Sara laughed sitting comfortably between mitch's legs and Harry shakes his head shyly snapping when the door bell rang.

He was out of breath when you were infront of him. He hugged you kissing your cheek and you took in his smell trying to calm yourself.

"Y'okay?" He frowned caringly placing his hands on your shoulders, your eyes are glassy that's why he asked.

Clearing your throat you handed him the cupcakes nodding and smiling, "yes umm here."

"Hi love!" Everyone greeted you and hugged you.

Harry was acting quite selfish taking the cupcakes inside his kitchen to eat them all to himself and when he came back you were chatting with his friends quite enjoying their company.

His mind crawls to the thought of you in between his embrace while his friends becomes your friends and you spending festives together, you hanging out with him at the places you love to be at.

You were praising their talents and then Harry's and he didn't miss the glimmer of admiration in your eyes for him.

"You're quite such a fan of Harry." One of his friends says and you just nodded not knowing what else to say. To everyone else you're just a fan that Harry invited to his home.

Harry glared him. The last thing he wanted to make you feel was invadilate your caring, humble and nice feelings towards not just Harry but to everyone.

"Can I steal y/n for a second?" Harry asked smiling down at you and Sarah spat playfully, "she's all yours."

"Uhh..thank you for these." He pointed at the delights you baked for him swelling his heart at your care and you shook your head.

"I love these on you." He indicated to the pearls around your neck. Hooking your finger to unclasp it you mumbled, "do you want it?"

But didn't waited for his answer and secured it around his neck. Shivers running down Harry's spine when the pads of your fingers brushed the baby curls over the nape of his neck.

"Thank you so much." Harry thinks he can't thank you enough. You just keep on giving him reasons to owe you, this's the perfect opportunity to love you and let you know.

He took you to his bedroom quickly going to his wardrobe and you looked around, he has frames of his family and his recently ex-girlfriend.

You don't know about her that deep but you know he was deeply in love with her, if ever you know how much he loves you.

In his recent interview he talked about how he met this person and the new album's all about exploring relationship. You think so the new songs will be about her, she really's so ravishing.

He came back sitting close to you and before you even properly look at him he locked a necklace around you.

A sunflower necklace falling between the valley of your cleavages. Harry has bought this for you in the hope that you'll meet him sometimes in this world again and wore it around his neck during the whole writing process of his album.

You opened the brass golden sunflower and it had 'you're my sunflower' encarved on it.

"You're the only cloud in my mind, the only dream of my heart. Can't stop thinkin' bout you it's been two years." You rubbed soothing circles at his knee closing distance between you two while he confessed his feelings for you.

"Please let me love you.." There was a crease on his forehead and you massaged it away smiling weakly at him because you don't think so if your heart's beating.

"I'm all yours to love." He whined at your words grasping you in his arms and shoving his face inside the crook of your neck.

"Can I kiss ye'?" He asked you and you intervined you fingers in his shaky ones.

Lips brushing his and his eyes fluttered close just at the approximty.

He placed your legs on both side of his torso flushing your chests together and peppering kisses all over your face carefully.

Pressing your temples against eachother when his lips were mere away from yours, and when you molded your hand around his face he leaned into kiss you.

Giving a hot swipe to the cupid bow of your lip, tasting every inch of you. Hands everywhere, kissed you and kissed you and kissed you until you weren't breathing his name.

"Fuck. Tastes just as I imagined." Your head fell against his toned pecs and he placed his lips over your hair hugging you tight for you could become one. His.

"M'little sunflower."

#imagines #harry styles blurb #harry styles #fluff #sunflower vol. 6 #cute harry

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odysseywritings · 4 years ago

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The Beat Goes On

(continued from here)

He replayed the guitar sound from earlier, with its mesmerizing ups and downs forming a spiral in his head. The red aura from the building’s inside merged with the playing, becoming faster and more aggressive on his already blistered fingers. He closed his eyes and made more lyrics about the place he saw before to recapture the essence.

Fire in a dark town

Yellow’s dying down

Red calling my name

Joining the sonic gam-

His mind-space cut off as he heard pounding electric hums from all around. Dorian woke to find a dark place illuminated by red lights scattered across the place. He saw a variety of humans- or at least things looking like humans- wearing masks that were animal faces or outrageous expressions fitting for punks. No one had identical hair. Dorian could easily bump into someone with winged blond hair or a curtain of black hair. Their outfits were tattered, with shredded up clothes and dyed with bright pink and yellow designs all over.

The music playing was an echoing electric guitar surrounded by a cascading synth, with a cool yet dark melody keeping the clientele up and moving. Dorian stumbled round to find walls to cling to in an attempt to ground himself from this chaos. But there were no walls. Everyone was dancing in the middle of a desert full of rock formations that were used as platforms for party-goers to get attention. Red lights gave everyone a vibrant, hot-blooded feel that made Dorian shrink away. He cautiously moved back until he bumped into someone.

“Woah, easy,” a man with a warthog mask said. Though to Dorian, it moved enough to be the man’s face. “This ain’t a mosh. Heh, not yet anyway.”

“I’m just passing through,” Dorian said, feeling he shouldn’t be seen as naive. “Looking for someone. Red eyeliner, blue lips.”

The warthog man snorted with laughter. “You think I can tell anyone apart here? Good luck.

Dorian decided that fretting so much wouldn’t help him, so he payed more attention to the music. The sonic hums from before changed to more frantic synthesized energy, with heavy bass penetrating his heart. The drums, however, made him tap to the speedy beat. Its dynamic changed to a surprisingly jazzy vibe, and his compulsion to dance broke away any fear. Without realizing it, he danced closer to the enchanting sound as the song reverberated through his core.

Dorian didn’t even pay attention to the unique characters around him as he swung his legs around to the beat, catching the admiring claps of a few long-hairs and one fringe-hair. His energy seemed endless, and no bead of sweat was felt. Part of him worried if the warthog man injected him with something, but he put that to rest as the other animal-masked patrons cheered The final chorus of the song was signaling the end, but Dorian felt himself in a rapid trance until a familiar face bumped into him.

“Hey, watch-” her annoyed expression turned to worry. “What are you doing here? You didn’t take anything did you?”

Dorian shook his head.

“Alright, good. This place is for the experienced only. If you stay too long, the music takes over your senses.”

He was confused by what she meant. Dorian pried for more answers but his mouth closed before he spoke. The throbbing rhythm shook his heart as synthesizers and horns rattled his head. Joni’s face looked distorted somehow, as if make-up was disappearing. Yet her eyes stayed the same aside from yellowing.

Dorian glanced behind her to see the clientele look more beast-like, their masks becoming realistic parts. A deer-headed woman and a crocodile-headed man twisted around each other, forming a helix of flesh until they were featureless in all but brown and green silhouettes. To Joni’s right he saw a bird person pecking at a tiger headed one biting back, yet still caressing each other until they were a blob of yellow and orange.

He looked back to Joni forming beast-like features but he couldn’t decipher what exactly. She nudged him away from the music, slowly taking him away from this disturbing vision. The song’s audio died down as the audience cheered on, sounding and looking more human to Dorian’s relief. Joni sat him on a red rock to compose himself and rub the sweat off his matted head.

“What the hell did I just see,” he asked with a mix of anger and fear.

“Remember when I said to be careful about where you go,” she began, sitting next to him. “I haven’t seen you since the last time, so you really must be new. Music here is fine if you take it in doses. But if you go too far with it, it can really drive you crazy. After a while, you know which ones damage you the most. Until then, just be mindful of where you’re at.”

“All right, fine. It was just so different. I never heard it before and it was just drawing me in. It was a good rush! But what I saw was… It was enough to make me see better,”

“Good.” She paused for a moment. “Did you see anything strange with me?”

He was confused by her question. Was it rhetorical? Was it a diagnosis of how far down he went into delirium? He decided to tell a half-truth.

“No. Just that I saw you with less mascara.” He gave a chuckle, making her relaxed and thoughtful.

“And you’re still okay with that vision?”

“I think I’ll live,” he laughed, giving her a warm smile.

The privacy was cut off when they were greeted by the warthog man from before, his broad body looking intimidating as he walked over.

“Ah, so this is the someone who were looking for!” he chortled looking at Dorian before turning to Joni. “Say, you two know each other?”

“He’s just visiting, Steve,” Joni said. “This is Dorian.”

Steve took off his hog mask to reveal a man somewhere in his early 40s, with a bald scalp yet having long ginger hair down his back. “Pleasure to meet ya! Steve Fordham!”

Dorian shook the large man’s calloused hand. “Dorian Ivanyk.” A thought him and he turned to Joni. “I don’t think you ever told me your last name.”

“Oh,” she hesitated and stood up. “I don’t have one. It’s a long story, and we should be moving on anyway. We might as well introduce you to the other member of our band.”

Dorian felt strange about Joni’s avoidance, but he let it slide after hearing more news.

“You two are in a band? God, I’d never figure. Tell me about it.”

“We’ll go on about it while we walk,” Steve said, showing his mouth was missing some teeth. “Come on, then!”

The three traversed the red canyon until they merged into a muddy brown, flat area. Joni and Steve took turns explaining their meeting and the band’s origin. Joni mentioned being a hungry, young woman looking to make herself known and get money as a keyboardist but lacking experience. She met Steve drumming for a pub band that didn’t have much steam in them and they hit it off with percussive-heavy jams. Dorian was invested in this story, and he was humored by Steve’s rambling over rockstar-level stories.

“So we had this one guy, Johnny Fingers, who deserved his reputation on the guitar. But he was too good and got it in his head he could do wrong. So one day he has a groupie with him, and he’s young and eager, so of course they share a room in a motel we were staying in. But an hour in, we heard loud thuds and he’s screaming to high heaven. Later found out he was trying to use his axe for something in the bedroom. But all we know later was… well, let’s just say he wasn’t called Johnny Fingers anymore.”

Dorian laughed along with Steve at the incredible story, while Joni gave an amused if somewhat annoyed smirk at the boys’ talking and reactions. She was thankful she wouldn’t be the only woman once they met up with their bassist.

Dorian saw the landscape turn green before he realized it, turning the area into a radioactive desert. Many people in silver suits were carving chrome roads with tools resembling vacuum cleaners. The sounds were sporadic and reminded him of western-styled guitars by coincidence. Up in the sky he saw a large wheel that spun slowly, almost like it replaced the sun in this perpetually dark land. He wasn’t sure what it did, but it made a repeating metallic violin sound every so often. It all reminded him he was not home, and the intrigue was fighting his need for comfort.

“Don’t look so down,” Joni said, catching his silent conflict. “We’re not that far from where we need to go. It’ll be worth it, trust me.”

Dorian nodded. Keeping his mind away from his thoughts, he asked about the people on the roads.

“They’re doing construction work,” Steve chimed in, pointing at a sex-legged skeleton looking like a large rodent. “Every now and then, the wildlife comes crossing in from the west and either causes traffic crashes or tramples the crops. So these guys have to keep repairing the roads and spraying ‘em with repellent.”

“I see.” He didn’t really, but he went along with it. He then pointed up at the large wheel. “So that’s part of the plan, too.”

“Oh we don’t know what that is,” Joni said. “It’s been there since before Steve was born. It hasn’t tried to kill us, so we leave it alone.”

“Awesome.”

The trio traveled on, with Steve telling more stories, including one with a singer dropping unconscious on stage in the middle of a song. The bassist then had to prop him up while pretending they were performing duets. Dorian again got a kick out of it, while Joni groaned.

#writeblr #writers on tumblr #fantasy #music #My writing #tempo of adventure #njm

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lesbianbernardsumner · 4 years ago

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Hey! Its thing >:)!

Its the thing i was teasing at in that post last night, and technically for like... four months? five? huh its been a bit since i second changed my url huh. Im not gonna go check or anything. If I were a bit more patient i wouldve waited for the archive collection become canon but im not. funfacterdroid is just more of my bran! Anyway! This post is my first impressions and opinions on each song on Back to the Egg! The Wings album i temporarily renamed myself after. (told ya i was gonna ramble wasnt i ydbfyufjd). It also happens to be the only wings album i havent listened to yet. And sure theres a bunch of singles and b-sides i havent listened to either, but this is the last one! I figured it should get some of its own treatment! I know that its gonna sound different to London Town and the two before it, cause McCulloch and English arent here. I’ve also heard that this album is bad and people called Paul a sellout because he transitioned to New Wave. New Wave is my favorite genre and I guess Wings werent ever that far from it? But they’re still a rock band at heart so i dont know how that change is going to fare. Enough introduction: Lets just go track by track! -Side One: Sunny Side Up-

Reception: Its just some radio garble, an instrumental meant to introduce the album. dont really have any opinions on it. Getting Closer: JAHBUDHSAUHJDHS WOAH WOAH WOAH!!! I didnt expect such a threatening title to be so upbeat. Like... opposite of Beware My Love. I do think its odd that there is barely any backup singing? Its not horrible just weird that this song, out of all the openers, doesnt. That outro is very much meant to be like a darker part of the song, like the dream sequence from A Day In The Life, but god dammit this song is just so upbeat! so weirdly cheerful and gentle! And... only 3 minutes? Rockshow and Jet were 4... eh those albums had a lot less songs, this one has 13 not counting Reception! Same as London Town, which i also really like! We’re Open Tonight: Oooohhh!! Very soft, I think I know what its about but when taken literally, to me it sounds like a quaint little shop trying to lure you in, sinisterly. I think the bass is making it sound evil to me, but thats a great thing! Clearly its trying to be like another I’m Carrying but that song fucking sucks!!!!!! I also really like how its only 1 minute, something so haunting about it. Not sure if thats positive or negative but the songs cool! Spin It On: hHEHEYEHY!! Getting Closer.... 2! kinda. Its much much faster and i can barely understand the words hes saying... or what hes spinning. The backing vocals are really cool though. the lyrics mention a pinball table? Y.. you know pinball doesn't spin right? it falls.... Questionable lyrics aside, theres really not a lot of SPEEDY Wings songs! Glad that one of the few is also extremely good!

Again and Again and Again: WOW OKAY! this is sung by denny, all of these songs start pretty fast unlike a good chunk of their past work, but i really like that! But it also means i cannot process a single thing denny is saying, i think he said something about a school? and being in a bad situation? ah whatever. Denny used to be in an R&B band and i really think thats going to work here! This isnt an exactly a Rhythm-y or Bluesey song, but He’s clearly having fun! thats why i love wings in general, its easy to tell that the band was having fun recording a song! Old Siam, Sir: A-hmm. Paul’s doing his squeaky voice again... I guess that can work sometimes but its absolutely not complimenting the piano in the background. Also, I feel like a squeaky voice wouldnt work the best for a story song. A story thats pretty incomprehensible too? Who is this lady! What the fuck is this village!! This is the song you wanted to make 4 minutes? and it fades out too... how much did they record... Arrow Through Me: So this is the one that the critics liked? Its the most synth heavy which i understand why people like, I like synths too! I like how the bass (which i think is also from a synth?) lines up perfectly with the horns! Its alright, it might grow on me later, but now its just a passable song. One i wouldnt skip. Plus I really like the reverb effects, the whole album has em but this one really makes use!! Kinda bad overall though.

-Side Two: Over Easy- Rockestra Theme: Just an instrumental. But one thats really important to music history! I don’t actually know the full story to this one, but I do know that i really like it! Plus the vocal effects on Paul’s... Scatting i guess you could call it? Whatever it is, it works! To You: This sounds... eerily like Getting Closer. But bad... Eh I like that organ. Not much to say really... theres only like one verse. After the Ball / Million Miles: Oh cool another medley. Last one we got was two albums ago! I guess since this is technically two songs id have to... review them both? After the Ball is exactly what it sounds like. A gentle rock song about seeing your love after a party :)! Pretty standard for wings. Million Miles! Sounds a lot like After the Ball but with an accordian? Fuck I’m not complaining. But also who the fuck is Deo. Winter Rose / Love Awake: Uh- Something is,,, wrong with Paul’s voice. like he damaged it? I mean its not horrible it just kinda takes me out of the emersion? Oh we’re already on Love Awake! his voice is fine now..! Man this song is mediocre! No wonder the 70s are regarded as lame./lh Weird that Linda isn’t singing backup here? Or if she is that Denny’s voice is just drowning her out. Winter Rose itself is kinda lame but its... sweeter I guess? The Broadcast: SINISTER!!!!!!! I do not know who is talking but this sounds... dystopian. I don’t even know what the poem is about its just... the whole song is slightly off. But i mean that in a good way! So Glad to See You Here: MAN! They were trying so hard to be punk... Okay as a punk song this sounds horrible! But as a song in general i like it! It’s not mixed the best but i really like the lyrics! And I-HOLY SHIT WE’RE OPEN TONIGHT PART TWO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I really didnt expect that,,, thats.... genuinely cool! Baby’s Request: Oh the finale! H..huh... Jazzy! And its about going to sleep.. i think? Regardless, Paul’s good at writing songs to fall asleep to, this isnt an exception at all!! Although it is weird that at the end the same horn plays as the one in Thrillington’s Monkberry Moon Delight... Its probably just a coincidence, i thought it was funny though. ---- Okay! Overall, I liked Sunny Side-Up more as a whole since i like 4/6 of its songs, but MAN So Glad to See You Here and Baby’s Request are REALLLY GOOD-But then again. I only listened to all of these songs once, and i wont listen to them again until ive finished writing this post, just to keep my first impressions fresh. I don’t really know what else to say that album was fun as hell! So I’d give Back To The Egg a... 7.8/10! I really didnt expect to like it this much. even though New Wave is my favorite music genre, i didnt think paul would be able to do it justice! Especially since the genre was just starting itself up... heh.... hope it gets archived soon.

#vialogue #rambling #BACKTOTHEEGGARCHIVECOLLECTION IS FAKE NOW!!! IM FREE TO BE FUNFACTERDROID AGAIN!!!!!!#also if youve listened to it feel free to share your opinions too...#now. i can.. make a playlist i guess?#im not good at making playlists at all dyshbfdshj #i just go to a band's tab and shuffle all of their music #anyway. im going to leech off these songs for like 4 weeks now bye bye/lh #temporary sequeuetary #<- no way in hell im posting this immediately yusgbu #long post

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trip-downtheriverstyx · 4 years ago

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Lauryl’s Ships as TXT Songs

Simber - Cat and Dog (this made me laugh out loud and its so Right i take no criticism also this is the best song ever written)

Turn me from a cat into a dog Now, I want you to take me on a walk Watch me be the most loyal of them all Okay, baby, here's the leash (Purr purr purr)

Helle - 9 and 3/4 (Run Away)

Be my forever Call my name Run away, run away Run away with me At the end of the world forever together Run away babe give me an answer

LOUD - Ghosting (this one inspired this post and is set during lou ghosting hades obviously)

Stay up all night with your open eyes like a zombie I'm looking for a sign of parting in the conversation I don't know yet All day all day all day all day You disappeared for a moment, you disappeared Like a faint ghost I bury it in the air What do I say to you (what do I do)

Loud Bell - Magic Island (haha this made me Cry lol)

This night where the stars are asleep A familiar and unfamiliar river Over the ashen grey Did you wait alone for me? Our clumsy promises A small island from which secrets began

Saddle Club - Angel or Devil

Tell me, what should I choose Either angel and devil This struggle in my head Why don't you just be the judge (Woo, babe) I want to reach in your heart, in your heart

Matcha - 9 and 3/4 (Run Away)

The sky-coloured magic circle, it will colour the classroom So that the summoning spell brings us together When we go through this tunnel When we open our eyes Our dreams become reality

The Ashleys - Can’t You See Me?

I’m yours, You were mine Secrets of the world That eternal promise was like magic Our Scintilla bloomed underneath the starlight Now see them burn in fire Turned into ruins, our memories into ashes

Leighly - Nap of the Star

I'm afraid of the dark silence that doesn't answer when I call out to you in the night sky Maybe we should forget it now The moments that felt like magic and the night sky I walked with you They might just disappear like dreams

Tiny Dancers - Blue Orangeade

You like red roses You like the blue sea But I like violet again I want to go to the mountains We're the opposite That's why it's so special It seems like Like Blue Orange

Romo - We Lost The Summer

Cause we lost the summеr When we lost each othеr Return my seasons Oh, it's all gone Eternal winter Now I just miss ya Give us back Oh, it's all gone We lost the summer

Namtae - 20cm

We have been together since we were kids (That's right) In that hot summer, I haven't seen you in a long time (Uh) My height is tall and my voice has deepened Quietly, every night (Ayy) My height and my feelings (Ayy) towards you that have grown (Eh) Must have grown in step with each other (My heart that's looking at you) My heart is very different from before

BFFs - Crown

There's a horn rising up on my head But I love it You become my crown The sensation of going pit-a-pat My heart is mayhem But I love it We have finally become perfect The two of us, us, us

Lemo - New Rules

Even though I know that I'll be punished I want something more exciting, give it to me If it chooses to cross the line, I want it If you want me not to do it, I do it Stupid but I Want to be a punk!

Lunch Squad - Can’t We Just Leave The Monster Alive? (my favourite ;-;)

Do we really have to break this stage to become adults To do well I want to be a boy forever Oh, in the dark maze In the twisted tangled bushes Oh, I even like the monster in the forest

Soft - Our Summer (its hilarious bc they r winter fairies)

Spread before your eyes is the ivory Milky Way Blooming gold season, like our summer No matter where you are, no matter what season If we're together, feel like summer

Attendy - Fairy of Shampoo

Whenever I see her, I'm not lonely Even if I’m with my sad heart It just disappears far away She's my fairy of shampoo From this moment on, I will love her

#headcanon #i did this whole thing for no reason i pulled up this loud post and got horribly distracted but #txt has never had a bad song its true #LOUD #loud bell #helle

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superfem-imagines · 5 years ago

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High school Run-ins

This is a supercorp fic based off Cherry Bomb by The Runins. I wanted to write something between requests and my friend recommended this song.

So this is a Punk Lena supercorp high school fic

Warnings: swearing, mild violence, homophobia

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Hello, daddy. Hello, mom.

I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!

I cut the engine to my motorcycle, kicking out the stand and hanging my helmet on the handles. Closing the garage door, I cut the lights and go inside. The clock on the wall shows it’s 2am, hopefully Lillian is asleep. Closing the door behind me I walk towards the stairs, groaning when the living room light behind me turns on.

“Where the hell have you been?” I roll my eyes as Lillian whisper yells at me.

I turn to her, raising my eyebrow before replying. “Out.” I had barely turned around before she called for me to stop. Turning back I was met with her cutting glare.

“Why the hell were you gone so long? You know you have a curfew!”

I glared at her before jumping the railing in front of me, making sure to scuff her floor with my boots. “You’re not my mom, so it doesn’t really matter.”

She stepped forward and slapped me, leaving a stinging on my cheek. “You will treat me with respect,” Lillian roared, face near mine and spit flying. I don’t say anything, opting to take her wrath.

Can't stay at home, can't stay at school.

Old folks say 'You poor little fool'.

Down the streets I'm the girl next door.

I'm the fox you've been waiting for.

I gripped the straps of my bag, walking between Alex and the street. Cars drove by us, people on their way to work honking to let us know they were there. Each blaring honk made me flinch, the noise louder to me than to Alex thanks to being an alien. I focused on the rustling of the leaves instead of the cars, birds instead of horns.

The sound of a click caught my attention and I looked around to find out what made the noise. Up ahead a girl was leaning against a telephone pole, cigarette in her mouth and lighter in her hand. ‘That’s where the sound came from,’ I thought to myself before turning my attention to the girl.

She had long black hair, the left side shaved. When she bent her arm I could see a tattoo peek out from under her sleeve. She wore a leather jacket and ripped jeans, with big boots to top it off. When she looked up her eyes were as green as the leaves around us, eyebrow piercing glinting in the sun.

I gently tugged on Alex’s bag to get her attention. “Who is that?” I ask, nodding in the direction of the girl.

Looking at her, Alex rolls her eyes. “Lena Luthor, rebel rich girl. She goes to our school, not that she ever actually shows up.” Alex doesn’t spare her another glance as we pass, speeding up as she realizes we might be late.

I look back at the girl, losing sight of her as we turn the corner.

Stone age love and strange sounds too.

Come on, baby, let me get to you.

Bad nights causing teenage blues.

I zip up my bag and sling it over my shoulder, slamming my locker closed. Putting my headphones on, I walk down the hall with classic rock playing. My hair brushes against my cheek, stinging the bruise left over from Lillian. I grit my teeth and lift my head, glaring at anyone who looks at me.

A scuffle by the lockers catches my attention. As I get closer I realize it was Connor and his gang. ‘Probably bullying someone again,’ I think to myself, sighing as I realize this was gonna be my second detention today.

Just as I was about to step in, a girl with reddish hair flung herself at Connor. Impressed, I turned to the girl that was getting bullied, faltering as I realized it was the cute girl from the street. Before I could say anything, Connor and the others ran past swearing at the girl from earlier, who was now leading the blonde away.

I scowled, heading to my class with thoughts of the blonde girl.

Hello world! I'm your wild girl.

I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!

Leaning against the school building I soak in the sun, eyes closed and hearing tuned into the trees past the parking lot. Alex was running behind as she talked to her science teacher. A scuffle on the other side of the parking lot caught my attention. Frowning I walked closer to see what was happening, stopping near a group of kids watching too.

“Whatever you fucking dyke, you’re a disappointment to your family,” a bright haired boy stood face to face with Lena Luthor. “I’m surprised the Luthor’s didn’t send you back, maybe get a better kid.”

Before the kid could say anything else, Lena punched him in the face. I winced as I heard his nose break. Straightening up, she pushed her hair out of the way, knuckles red from the impact. Her green eyes pierced through the crowd of onlookers, seeming to pause when she saw me.

I smile before turning to walk back to my meeting spot with Alex.

Hey, street boy, want some style?

Your dead end dreams don't make you smile.

I'll give you something to live for.

As I get back to our spot, someone shoved me into the wall. I made sure that I didn’t break through it, like Alex taught me. When a hand pulled on my shoulder I turned around, coming face to face with the boys from before.

“Hey freak,” the main boy sneered at me as his friends surrounded us. “Where’s your sister now?”

“Not here to protect you, huh?” One of the others called out, taunting me.

As the lead boy pulled on me I allowed him, knowing it would be suspicious if I didn’t move. He pushed me into one of the other boys, who in turn shoved me away. This continued until I was suddenly caught in the arms of someone, pulling me close to their chest.

“Now, I may not have been the girl from earlier but don’t make me give you the same beating,” the person holding me paused, probably glaring at the boys if their reactions were any indication.

“Whatever.” And with that they were gone.

Pulling away from the person, I looked up and realized it was Lena Luthor. “You ok?” I blushed before nodding.

“Thank you, they couldn’t have hurt me and Alex will be here anyways. They did the same thing earlier today but she kicked their butts. Alex is my sister by the way, she’s talking to her teacher right now,” I stopped rambling, blushing even more and looking to my shoes.

“Cute glasses,” I looked up to find her smirking at me, eyes a darker green than earlier.

“Thanks.”

“Kara!” At the sound of Alex’s voice, I turned and grinned at her. Reaching out, she wrapped her arms around me and stepped back away from Lena. “Are you ok? Connor told me that-” she cut herself off, seeming to change her mind. “It doesn’t matter, you didn’t hit him, did you?”

“No,” pulling away I turned and smiled at the brooding girl in front of us. “Lena chased them off.” At her name, Lena turned and gave an awkward wave.

“Thank you for helping my sister,” I raised my eyebrows, surprised Alex was being nice, especially because of how she reacted to Lena this morning.

“Not a problem, the boys were blocking the way,” she stated before brushing past us, swinging onto a motorcycle and buckling the helmet on her head. “See ya later blondie.” Kickstarting her ride, she veered out of the parking lot.

“Cmon Kar, let’s head home.”

The entire way, thoughts of the green eyed girl filled my head. I smiled, hoping to see her tomorrow.

#supergirl imagine #supercorp #karlena #highschool au #punk lena #punk!lena #kara danvers #lena luthor #alex danvers #highschool run ins

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huxloween · 5 years ago

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Bonfire’s Glow

(Hella early, and I decided to go with a 50s AU. Based off of that one scene in Grease.)

Ben Kylo never liked going to bonfires, but since it was the first one of the football season and he had nothing better to do, he went anyway. But he decided right then and there that he would go, for some bizarre reason. Hopefully, he could catch a glimpse of that one Hux kid he liked...

He was beginning to think it was a mistake. There he was, in a sea of letterman sweaters and overeager students, watching the marching band parade onto the field, the cheerleaders following behind them, smiles plastered on their faces. He tried to catch a glimpse at the band members, hoping to spot a flash of red hair from under one of the shakos, but they were too fast and found himself staring at a sousaphone instead. Sitting down with defeat, he managed to spot Phasma, one of the cheerleaders, turning cartwheels from a mile away- after all, she was the tallest girl on the squad. Everyone circled the pit one last time, before the band sat aside in the bleachers and the cheerleaders took the field.

“Do a split, give a yell! Show some spirit from Lucasville! Way to go, gold and black, Lucasville, let’s attack!” the girls yelled, as Phasma launched one of the squad’s members into the air. While it seemed like the poor girl was about to be launched into the stratosphere, she came flying down to Earth and landed in the grip of Phasma and the others. Shaking their pom poms frantically, they skipped off the field. Suddenly, a massive roar came from the crowd as the football team took the field. Kylo winced as the girls behind him screamed loudly when the star football player, Poe Dameron, hit the field- he could’ve sworn Elvis Presley was in the building.

After a few inspiring words from the coach of the team, the marching band took the field to play the fight song. Kylo stood again, catching a small glimpse of him as he walked by the yelling fans. Then by surprise, he stopped marching as the band found themselves in position around the bonfire pit. Kylo gasped- Hux was directly in front of him. The sousaphones bellowed the first few notes of the school song, and the band began playing the solemn tune. Everyone sang reverently like they were in a church, but Kylo knew he felt more like a sinner than a saint as he imagined the things he wanted to do with that red headed kid in front of him. It was like Hux was teasing him by the way his lips cradled the mouthpiece of the saxophone and offered Kylo a small smirk and a wink. His eyes closed as he played a trill, lifting his horn to the heavens, the glow of the bonfire making him look ethereal. Kylo blushed, making his face look like a freshly scrubbed beet. Another smirk, and Hux plays the last notes of the song with the band. Kylo took a seat and watched as the crowd dispersed slightly, leaving only him, the cheerleaders, the band, and some other people.

“You know, he wants to talk to you,” Phasma said with a smirk, throwing her poms at Kylo jokingly.

“Yeah right,” he replied. “What would he want with a hot rodding punk like me?” he said, falling silent as Hux walked forward, cradling his saxophone in his arms. Phasma smirked again, retrieving her pom poms as she walked towards him.

“Go get em, tiger,” she said, slapping him on the back before disappearing into the night. Kylo looks at Hux now, his face growing redder by the minute, which makes Hux smirk.

“Y-you play wonderfully,” he said. Moron. You play wonderfully- really?! I mean, what was I supposed to say, “blow me?”

“Thank you. I’m surprised you made it here after all, Solo. I thought you hated the idea of school spirit?” Hux teased, fingering the keys of his horn.

“Y-yeah. But I ch-changed my mind, ya know?” he said.

“Liar.”

“What do you mean?”

“You come for one reason and one reason only. So why don’t I make it worthwhile for you?” Hux purred, grabbing the lapels of Kylo’s leather jacket and pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss in the glow of the bonfire. At first, Kylo was shocked, but then he found himself melting like chocolate into Hux’s kiss.

“Whoa. That was... wow.”

“I happen to have practice,” Hux said with a wink. “You know, this mouth is good for other things besides kissing and playing my saxophone. Why don’t I give you a demonstration?”

“Of course,” Kylo moaned, as they both escaped to his Corvette. That night, something other than the bonfire sizzled.

#submission #chromium siren #kylux #prompt: bonfire #huxloween2019

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tiava143 · 6 years ago

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Baby Boy

Chapter II (Highkey long)

Chapter 1

“So what you tryna do while mommy’s at work pop?” Erik said looking over at his son.

“Can we go to the park and hoop with CJ and cousin Cameron please?” Sage said. He enjoyed being around his cousin CJ since he was close to his age. CJ was Cameron’s oldest son, they had their kids around the same time so they are always around each other.

“Lemme see where they at.” Erik said dialing Cam’s number.

Erik shook his head chuckling, thinking about his crazy ass cousin Cameron.They were known as the Demon Twins when were together.(Let Solana and Terry tell it) Cameron is the loud outgoing smooth talker, while Erik was seen but not heard as much. But don’t think for one second they would let something happen to one another. People know not to test Erik but anyone that tries Cameron better move out of the country. They went to juvie together, hit their licks together. Shit they even had their kids together. They were thick as thieves, since they were youngins if you seen one you seen the other. Even though they were cousins ,they were brothers to outsiders.

“If you aint talkin’ money, ion wanna talk its Big Cam the p, what it be?” Cameron yelled in the phone.

“Get yo’ dusty ass up nigga. Ima come scoop you and jr we finna’ hit the park.” Erik laughed as he turned onto his block.

“Fuck you nigga that aint what ya’ baby mama said when i was in ha’ chest last night.” Cameron laughed. “Nigga dont shot, playin’ with my best friend name.” Erik heard his girlfriend Terry say over the phone. “Im just playin’ ma. But ight fool, gimme 10.”

“Hurry yo lanky ass up, we burnin’ daylight.” Erik said hanging up and pulling in front of his cousin’s house. Sage got out the car and ran to the door and CJ answered the door to let them in.

“What’s the deal lil cuzzo?” Erik said walking into the house dapping him then sat on the couch. Sage and CJ ran into his room to play video games. Terry came out the room and hugged Erik.

“Hey E. Why you up so early ?” She said walking into the kitchen to start cooking breakfast.

“Wassup squirt, I had to drop yo’ crazy ass best friend off at work. You know she stay on my ass about everything.” He said chuckling.

“Well if you just did what the fuck we ask then we wouldn’t be sweatin’ you all the time. Y'all just don’t fuckin’ listen. Just like ya hard headed cousin.” Terry said rolling her eyes and mixing the pancake batter.

“TJ I do listen to her, everytime some shit happens at her job I’m the listening to her rant all fuckin’ night about it.” He said shrugging his shoulders.

“I’m not talking about just that one time E. I mean listen like understand the shit we say and take it into consideration, not just listen as the words go through one ear and out the fucking other. We wanna feel like were valued. Not just a damn object yall fuck on. You wanna degrade and manipulate bitches you better go get Becky with the good hair, because us black queens aint finna deal with it.Periodt.” She ranted while pouring the batter on the skillet.

“Aw shit you done got her ass started.Every time you come over here she starts” Cameron said walking into the living room holding his 9 month on daughter Chanel. He daps Erik and hands Chanel to him then walks in the kitchen. Erik rocks her to sleep then lays her in her crib.

“Don’t even try and front with E. You know damn well i’ll fuck you up myself. Try that shit if you want to.” Terry Said mean-mugging him. Cameron wrapped his arms around her waist and placed soft kisses on her cheek.

“And you know Big Daddy don’t play that shit so I dare you to try me.” He said lowly into her ear then sucks on her earlobe. Erik groans watching then stands up.

“Man c'mon you bullshittin’ she gon’ be here when you come back. Gremlins let’s go or you gon’ get left.” He said walking out the door. The boys ran out the door and hopped in the car.

“I’ll save y'all some food for when y'all get back I know you gon be all grumpy when E whoops ya ass at the court.” Terry said walking Cam out the door laughing. Erik started laughing then hugged Terry.

“That’s a damn shame even yo’ girl know ima whoop yo ass Cam.” He said walking to the car and gets in. Cameron mugged her as he walked towards the car shaking his head.“You disloyal heffa. You suppose to be my number one supporter.” Cam said getting in the car and rolling the window up. Terry laughed as she went back in the house. Erik proceeded to drive off.

“Nigga how you let ya girl punk you like that?” Erik said looking at the songs on his phone to play.

“Fuck you, she only do it around you and Lana. Yall be gettin’ her started on them fuckin’ "I’m independent, fuck all these niggas,i don’t need a nigga for shit” rants. Like fuck…she’ll never be quiet.“ Cam said scrolling on insta. Erik chuckled looking over at him."Remind you of somebody? You like a tape recorder. You just keep going on and on and on. It’s a reason why you still with her. Am i wrong ?” He said pulling into the parking lot of the park.

“Im telling mommy you’re talking about her again. Daddy remember what she said the last time.” CJ said from the backseat looking at his dad.

Erik looked back at him and started laughing. “What she say CJ?”

“She said ‘Keep that saamee energy.’ ” He said rolling his neck how Terry does it. Erik was rolling when he got out the car and ran. Cameron stayed quiet the whole time as the whole conversation went on. He knew if he said something else his son would snitch on him. He glared at Erik as he walked towards the courts with the boys.

“You done nigga?” Cam said annoyed.

Erik whipped a tear from his eye and took a breath. “Yeah I’m done. I aint know she was doin’ my boy like thaaat.” Cameron shook his head and started bouncing the basketball.

“Look CJ if i can teach you one good thing in this world it’s when you’re around the fellas you keep what’s said to yourself. Don’t go reporting shit to ya mama and what not. That’s guy code man. Trust me.” Cameron said shooting the ball into the hoop.

“Yeah….no matter how scared ya daddy is of a girl that’s 5'2.” Erik said laughing and grabbing the ball and bouncing it to Sage. Cameron shook his head.

Solana’s Pov

I’m so sick of this job. Well not necessarily, it is my dream job to be a fashion designer. Some of my female co-workers here are so jealous, like don’t get mad at me for doing what Jordan wants. He asks and I deliver.Here we are in another meeting so he can tell us what’s to come with the next client.

“Alright everyone great job pulling through with last week’s client Jynesse. A special thanks to Solana, she delivered the most outstanding design for Jyneese and as a plus the outfit was on the cover of Essence magazine. Keep up the great work.” Jordan said clapping as well as everyone else except Amber. This bitch is a fucking hater i swear. Amber’s been working for Jordan for about 5 years and she was his top designer. Well until i showed up, not to toot my own horn but beep beep. I’ve been here for the past 2 years now and clients have grabbed my designs back to back and now she’s mad. Amber has tried so hard to sabotage my designs but it turns around and bites her in the ass every time. One time i had to convince Jordan not to fire her stank ass but she doesn’t know it. She tries so hard to be in my position it’s exhausting. Like bitch get a life. And she better not think for one second that i didn’t catch her dusty ass making googly eyes with Erik’s dumb ass. If she keeps disrespecting me i might have to show her why i got this AK-47 tatted on my leg.

“Now for this week’s project our client Mrs. Keyshia Ka’oir wants a piece for her birthday party coming up in a few weeks. It seems that her and her Husband want to be matching somehow. She wants a dress that’s extra as possible in her words.Oh, and she wants it to be red all over.Rough sketches are due tomorrow and all projects are due next Friday so get to it everyone, she will be here to hand pick which style she wants so it better be extravagant.Good luck.” Jordan said

“Greaaatt, more stress.” I said mumbling as i stand up and started walking towards my office. As i was walking through the door i see her looking at me up and down from her door. Yes our offices are across from each other. A great fucking coincidence right? I turned around and faced her leaning against my door frame.

“Do you have problem? You’ve been looking at me all day with a stank face so what is your issue?” I said glaring back at her as i looked at her up and down.

Amber starts to smirk shake her head at me. “Nope. All i know is you better be prepared to lose your spot on top because once Keyshia looks at my design its game over for you baby girl. So, have fun while you can.”

“Girl bye, nobody is worried about your tired ass, old ass, styles. Amber you’ve put out the same style the past five assignments we’ve had its old sis. You want to impress somebody, impress yourself by trying new fabric or you know better yet try a career because this apparently isn’t it for you.” I said rolling my eyes and closing my door. I can’t believe that bitch really tired me. Just wait till I get my sketch ready, I born to do this.

~At the park~

Erik and Cameron were playing one on one while Sage and CJ were playing on the other side of the court. The kids got tired of just playing basketball so they wanted to do their own thing. Erik was whooping Cameron’s ass just like Terry said too.

“Where the fuck was you at last night? I called your ass to hit the strip club bruh. All the birds was there.” Cam said wiping the sweat off his forehead with his shirt.

“Man I was handlin’ business last night.” Erik said shooting the ball from the free throw line.

“What bitch was it this time?” Cameron said shaking his head and leaning on his knees. Erik chuckled bouncing the ball in between his legs.

“How you know I was with a bitch?”

“One you chuckling like you holding something, Two you never handle business without me being there or drop your location. So which one was it? Britney? La’toya? or Malina?” He said stealing the ball from Erik and going for a layup.

“I been stopped fucking with La’toya crazy ass. Remember i told you i caught that bitch puttin’ my sperm in a syringe?”

Cameron started laughing. “Hell yeah I remember that shit, that bitch was in love witchu! ’Erik gon’ be my baby’s father!’ It took me and the homies to pry that bitch off your ass.”

“Man, after that shit I was like nah i’m good shorty. But Malina.” Erik said biting his lip thinking about this morning.

“I had to put that bitch out on the curb though. She wouldn’t get out my bed and I had to take Lana to work.I wasn’t about to let this bitch sleep in my room while i was gone. Then fuck around and come back all my drawers cleaned out.” He said getting in his guard stance in front of Cameron.

“Wait, wait,wait y'all fucked this morning? Like right before you took Lana to work.You had to let the bitch spend the night too? Cuz that’s fucked up.You a dog bruh.” Cameron said laughing and pulling up to make a shot. Erik blocked the shot and switches spots.

“Man I was too drunk to take her back to her crib, I had the Henny in my system when i hit her. I told her to meet me at the spot right? She hop out the uber with this short ass dress on Cam like if the bitch bent over you could see the pussy lips wink at you bruh. I was like damn so we kickin’ it ,choppin’ it up then next thing I know she riding me on the hood of the car in the parking lot of McDonald’s. This was at like 3 in the morning too, we was up the street from my crib so i said fuck it slide through. Woke up and got in the guts again then Lana called.Kicked that bitch to the curb literally.” He said laughing as he shot a three. Erik looked back on the other side of the court to make sure Sage was okay.

Cam stood there with his mouth wide open. “Damn that bitch a freak. In the parking lot?!? Of McDonald’s?!?! Shitttt you should’ve called a nigga. We could’ve tag teamed that hoe.”

“Nigga please, Terry crazy ass aint finna’ air the clip out on me because you wanted to fuck another bitch. TJ got eyes everywhere on you. Every bitch in Inglewood know you her nigga.They aint finna’ try her or Lana.” Erik said shaking his head and taking his shirt off.

“I swear her crazy ass got a tracking device on my dick. I go into the bathroom she all like ‘Where you takin’ my dick?’ I say I’m going’ to the store she say ‘That bitch bet not be at the store.’ Next thing i know i get to the store she there waitin’ for a nigga. ‘I was just makin sure you came to the same store you always do.’” Like damn I can’t go nowhere without her being there.” Cameron said shaking his head. Erik looked behind Cameron and seen Terry’s car parked in the lot with her looking out the window at them.

“Speak of the devil, she shall appear.” He said nodding his head in the direction. Cameron raised his eyebrow with confused look on his face.

“Cuz what you talkin’ bout?” He said turning around. “Gotdamn it ! See the shit I mean she crazy.I been gave yo crazy ass my location Terry!”Cameron said walking towards her car. Erik laughed shaking his head at them.

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grimelords · 7 years ago

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I finally finished writing up my February playlist for your enjoyment but mostly mine. It’s 48 songs ranging from italian screamo to Celine Dion and you have my personal guarantee you will enjoy at least one of them.

Halftime - Young Thug: There's two parts in this song that are maybe my top two Young Thug moments ever. 1) when he says "I got water I look like I'm fresh from Hawaii" and then makes a noise like a dog shaking himself off 2) the world's longest tyres screeching sound, at about :47, it goes for fully 12 seconds and is absolutely perfect.

Hydrogen - M|O|O|N: Hotline Miami is a good ass game and this song is great but I've got to admit that I only really know it because someone edited a video to make a dog bark the melody line and I think that's very good.

Vale - Bicep: The way the fuzzed out bass rhythm contrasts against how crystal clear and plastic futuristic everything else in this song is is just great. This song reminds me that I should probably listen to Kelala because I've only heard her in features so far and they've all been great.

Sittin' On The Edge Of The Bed Cryin' - The Drones: This is a sort of atypical Drones song because it's not about about a particular thing, it's just about a bad feeling and not being able to see your future because of everything lurking ahead of you. I think that's why I like it so much, because it's just sort of a song about saying 'I feel bad!!' and not having to give a reason.

Golden Dawn - Gospel: I really do think that The Moon Is A Dead world is an all time great album and that it rarely gets talked about anywhere is one of the greatest crimes of underappreciation in music. It's understandable, because it takes a lot for an uncool genre like screamo to get mainstream critical attention the way something like As The Roots Undo did, and mixing that kind of aggression with extremely uncool lengthy 70s prog keyboard solos... look, I get it. But somehow there's nothing uncool about any of this music; it's just deeply felt, radically composed and authentically performed. It's absolutely one of my favourite albums of all time and this is the centrepiece. I was taken with a fantasy this month of doing something very cool and transcribing the drum part of this song just to see it laid out in front of me because it is really a masterpiece. Also there is something very special about imbuing a lyric like 'hey you, you got a cigarette man? you know I know you got one on ya.' with so much gravity that you can't help but yell along.

I Know There's Gonna Be (Good Times) (feat. Popcaan & Young Thug) - Jamie xx: Young Thug says he's gonna ride in that pussy like a stroller in this song and that’s when I knew I was in love.

Crow Jane - Skip James: Yet another good song in the pantheon of songs about shooting your wife for being too proud and then immediately regretting it because now you have no wife.

Le Merle Noir - Olivier Messiaen: I think it's really funny that in the classical music canon there is about one hundred freaks who got singularly obsessed with putting their best approximation of bird song in their music. Birds don't even sound that good but in the old days its the closest you had to a markov chain I suppose. Anyway this is a really nice piece that my girlfriend did as one of her flute performances in her music degree and I like it a lot.

Obsession - Animotion: I started watching Comrade Detective this month and the soundtrack is all sorts of very good 80s synthpop. This song especially stood out because in the show it was being performed with accordions in an illegal Romanian casino, but this version is good too.

Back To The Trees - Adele H: Nothing worse than being a musician named Adele and having to go by Adele H because Adele is well and truly taken. I found this album on a random blogspot and it truly felt like 2011 again. This song is like a primitivist hymn sung with a loop pedal, and if you're in the right state of mind it's very moving.

Aries - Lynx: I was doing some googling and ended up finding the band that Dave Konopka from Battles used to be in. This band is good because they're called Lynx and they have a song called Mrs Lynx, and I think it's both prudent and wise to write a wife for your band. This song however, is called Aries. I was hooked from the start-stop drums right at the start, but this is some of my favourite type of math rock. Clean, clear, concise and purposeful and never losing sight of the structure of the song as a whole.

Westham United (live) - Tera Melos: This is the best version of Westham United I've ever heard, and you can hear the lyrics a lot better here than the album version. Tera Melos live are so unbelievably tight it's insane, This is ferocious, god bless Audiotree.

You Let My Tyres Down - Tropical Fuck Storm: Tropical Fuck Storm is Gareth and Fiona from The Drones' new side-project and it sort of just sounds like the Drones with more female harmonies in the background which is good as hell. I love the weird little guitar frills in this where it's mostly pretty chordy and then he does these little hammery runs now and then that really liven the place up.

Fool - Mia Dyson: I have a big thing about Mia Dyson because she made three incredibly good albums and then left Australia to try to make it in America and unfortunately failed, and ever since then all her music has felt like she's aiming toward some kind of crossover appeal instead of just doing what she really wants. But luckily it's finally paying off because this new song sounds like Haim's first album and it's really good so everyone wins.

Are You Ready For The Country? - Neil Young: This is the song I envision playing over the air raid speakers through the city when it all goes down.

Living Through Another Cuba - XTC: Continuing that theme, Stereogum had a very good playlist of the other day called 80s Nuclear Anxiety and I discovered this incredible song in it. This song is good in headphones because someone's doing some very restrained zither playing every 4 bars and once you notice it it's impossible to stop hearing it.

Release - Christoph De Babalon: I found out about this extremely bleak album from the really good reissue review pitchfork had the other day, and this is probably my favourite song on it because I'm basic and it's the most straightforward dnb on here. This album reminds me of Zomby a lot, not only in the music but in the approach where the structures seem to simultaneous reflect someone putting a lot of care into their music and not giving a fuck about it. The individual sounds are so meticulous but the structures of all the songs here are very meandering and feel like they could end at any time or go another ten minutes and you wouldn't notice.

Preachin' Blues - Son House: The idea of joining the preisthood as a way to get out of having to get a real job is a timeless idea that appeals to the teens of today more than ever.

1 di 6 - Raein: What I love about the internet is the way you can just type words in and it will manifest whatever you wish, like a sort of cursed wishing well. In this instance the words I typed were 'italian screamo' and the gift it bestowed was this incredible one-long-song album from Italian screamo band Raein that completely kicked my ass.

A Little Change Could Go A Long Ways - City Of Caterpillar: I've been investigating early 2000s screamo, and in particular Circle Takes The Square's contemporaries and it seems crazy that I've never heard this City Of Caterpillar album until now because at long last it's something that sounds comperable to As The Roots Undo. The extremely brooding, crescendocore post-rock intro that dominates more than half of this 10 minute song gives way to a complete storm. I am absolutely desperate for a screamo revival but it seems like nobody else is.

Jupiter - Cave In: This song is good but it also sounds like it's from a musical, I think it has to do with the clarity of his lyric delivery. It sounds like the difference between American Idiot and American Idiot: The Original Broadway Cast Recording, but it's also a very good song.

I Know You Want Me (Calle Ocho) - Pitbull: I woke up with this song in my head one day which is always a very good song. Also this song has a good sample chain: the beat's sampled from 75 Brasil Street by Nicola Fasano, which samples the horns from The Bomb! (These Sounds Fall Into My Mind) by The Bucketheads which in turn sampled the horns from Street Player by Chicago. How good is music!

Introduce Me To Your Family - Otoboke Beaver: My friend sent me this song because it came up mysteriously in his Discover Weekly and I'm so glad he did. It's good to know that japanese punk has been continuing on and getting more and more insane without me noticing.

Part 5/ The Sun's Gone Dim And The Sky's Gone Grey - Johann Johannsson: RIP to a good man. I was so sad and shocked to hear that Johann Johannsson had died last month. This album is a favourite of mine, and while this song doesn't have the weight it should outside of the context of the rest of the album it is still an incredibly heavy mood and a beautiful piece of music.

Heart - Bertie Blackman: This song feels like the alternate, evil version of Single Ladies by Beyonce to me and I get it stuck in my head all the time.

Acetate - Metz: I'm obsessed with the rhythm of this song, how it just tumbles over itself over and over in this lopsided way and the way that plays against the big straight forward power line of this song: I. WANT. YOU. TO. TAKE. IT. AWAY.

Bodysnatchers - Radiohead: It's funny to think of Johnny Greenwood as a film composer, and especially as the composer of the Phantom Thread when he does songs like this. This song is just straight up Riffs. The most air-guitarable Radiohead song outside of Creep.

Nameless, Faceless - Courtney Barnett: I'm so glad Courtney Barnett is back and her new song is an absolute killer! I can't get enough of it and I cannot wait for the album.

Can't Fight The Moonlight - LeAnn Rimes: This is a song written from the perspective of a vampire, and a banger. The instumentation in this is a perfect distillation of everything good about 90s pop. Especially the bizzare chunky guitar and orchestra stab that starts it off. The big bass sound and orchestra stabs in the chorus? I'm kissing my fingers like a chef right now.

Lava Lamp (Chopnotslop Remix) - Thundercat: It sounds strange but the chopped and screwed version of Drunk is fast becoming my favourite version. Firstly because it's very appropriately named Drank and secondly because the biggest obstacle to me getting heavily into this album was that it was just way too busy sometimes, a flaw that has been perfectly surmounted by chopping but NOT slopping the entire thing.

Someplace - Yamantake // Sonic Titan: I am desperate for more from this band. I absolutely love this mix of airy guitar and vocals suddenly moving into very classic metal. It's very theatrical and I absolutely love it.

Jejune Stars - Bright Eyes: Remember how Bright Eyes last album had extremely heavy Rastafarian But Not Reggae influences for some reason? I loved that. The guy talking about Pomegranates at the end of this song, and especially the way he pronounces pomegranate has become a staple of my inner monologue.

New Coke - Health: God Health are just so powerful. I want them to score a film some day soon, because they did a great job with Max Payne 3 and their sort of singular aesthetic is just so intoxicating. I go through stages of not listening to Health for months and then it's all I want to listen to for hours and hours very loudly.

3AM - Matchbox Twenty: Check this out: Rob Thomas has the exact same voice as Gerard Way from My Chemical Romance

Is That All There Is? - Peggy Lee: I was thinking about Trump's weird brain, which I believe to be a sort of smooth pebble covered in mashed banana, and so I googled his favourite song, and it is this. He says "It’s a great song because I’ve had these tremendous successes and then I’m off to the next one. Because, it’s like, “Oh, is that all there is?” That’s a great song actually, that’s a very interesting song, especially sung by her, because she had such a troubled life.". Listen to this extremely nihilistic song and imagine him swanning around with his weird body and singing along to it please.

New Town - Life Without Buildings: Life Without Buildings reinvented songwriting and nobody even cared. It's unbelievable. This song is an incredible end to their incredible album that feels like it was written just for me. I love Life Without Buildings!

Music For The Long Emergency - Policia & s t a r g a z e: Polica's new album with the stargaze orchestra is unfortunately kind of mixed but luckily the title track is very, very good. It feels like a real textural expansion of everything Polica's been doing before, to have so many more layers to play with really benefits them but the songs are thankfully still rooted in the drums, bass and vocals combo like usual and haven't gotten lost in the possibilities of playing with an orchestra. The synth sound that begins about halfway through this is so thick and so nice and really takes the whole thing in a different direction for the second half.

Carnival Of Sorts (Boxcars) - R.E.M.: I'm really loving R U Talkin R.E.M. Re: Me? and so far and the main difference I've found between it and UTU2TM is that every single R.E.M. song sounds exactly the same. They're very good, but it's one song. So when they go through the album track by track and talk about what the love about each one it almost sounds farcical. They could be playing the same song 12 times in a row and I wouldn't notice. That said, this one differentiates itself by starting with a weird circus organ before beginning The R.E.M. Song so I appreciate it for that.

Give Me A Smile - Sibylle Baier: As I understand it, Sibylle Baier was warned about the existence of music blogspots some time in the early 70s and started living her whole life from then on in the hopes of being the source of a good post. This album was released in 2006 and is made up mostly of reel-to-reel recordings she made at her home in Germany in 1970-73, except for this track which was included on a 1970 compilation called Folk Is A Four Letter Word 2 which I think was the only commercial recording she ever made before quitting music and acting entirely, moving to America and starting a family. 30 years later her son made a cd of the songs to give to family and friends and somehow one made its way to J Mascis of all people and he had it released on his label Orange Twin.

III. Toccare - John Adams: This piece came up in my Release Radar playlist because of the day a couple of years ago when I listened to Nixon In China twice in a row. I don't know anything about it but I love it a lot and am particularly in love with the bass guitar that comes in about a third of the way through and then disappears entirely. What a choice.

Saturdays (feat. Haim) - Twin Shadow: On Twin Shadow's last album he made a swing at Big Chorus all-out commercial pop and it didn't go perfectly so I'm very glad he's back to his old ways because this song is just amazing. Every part of this song is catchy. The chorus is so satisfying because it has about it has about three different sections and it builds beautifully. Haim are here doing great. It's just perfect and I can't wait for the album.

Because I'm Me - The Avalanches: Wildflower didn't get the respect it deserved in my opinion. It quite literally sounds like it could have come out the year after Since I Left You, which is a very good thing! I'm also a huge fan of fading a whole song down right in the middle just to play a sample of someone quietly saying 'hello?' like they're answering a phone.

Bats In The Attic - King Creosote & Jon Hopkins: I've never heard another album that sounds like this one. Every part of the recording just sounds so beautiful it's like it was handmade from silk or something. Listening to this after literally anything else feels like a chilled glass of water on a hot day. King Creosote's voice also has the very beautiful paradoxical qualities of a scottish accent mixed with incredibly clear enunciation and I really love it. I'd love them to do another album together.

Another Man - Barbara Mason: Check out this song. First of all it sounds extremely good. Secondly it's about when your man turns out to be gay. It starts out good but by the last verse it is straight up hateful, calling him defective, not entirely a man and a 'facsimile of a man' which is unbelievably cruel. The way she says it is very good though because she says "Because in my case what I thought I had was not a entire whole man, but a facsimile thereof. Wasn't a clone or nothin', you know, I'm not.." and then she trails off. Glad she clarified this wasn’t a clone situation. Weird, mean, good song.

Monument (T.I.E. Version) - Robyn & Royksopp: The original version of this song is long as hell and a lot more on the ominous side of the ominous/menacing scale, whereas this version pushes the slider all the way up on 'menacing' with the huge distorted bassline leading the whole thing. A perfect song for obelisk worship in the grim electronic future, or even for carving your own obelisk in preparation.

Everybody Knows - Leonard Cohen: Hey remember when Leonard Cohen died and bleedingcool.com had the best headline of all time "Genius Songwriter Of Music From “Watchmen” Sex Scene Dead At 82". I think about that all the time. Anyway this song is great but that's obvious.

E-Mail My Heart - Britney Spears: Britney Spears first album is good cause Hit Me Baby One More Time is about pagers and this song is about emails. Teens love to communicate, and they've only grown to love it more since this song came out. In Britney's own words in 1999: "E-mail My Heart is a song that everyone can relate to, everyone’s been doing e-mails and it’s “e-mail my heart” so everyone can relate to that song.“ True.

It's All Coming Back To Me Now - Celine Dion: This song is deluxe. This song sounds like it was recorded in an expansive marble bathroom and I feel like I should have to be wearing a suit just to listen to it. This song has 15 cup holders and comes with power windows as standard. This song sounds like someone paid November Rain $100 to attend a fancy party with them and pretend to be their boyfriend but then they accidentally fell in love for real.

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Live Picks: 8/30-9/2

L.A. Witch

BY JORDAN MAINZER

We got ya covered through Sunday!

8/30: Set It Off, Subterranean

We previewed Tampa symphonic rock band Set It Off’s set at The Forge earlier this year, describing them as “a Warped Tour-approved band who has released three albums, the most prominent 2016′s Upside Down but the best 2014′s sickly sweet Duality, which found success in the grand condition of cheesy concept records, its theatrical, sweeping melodies and instrumentation overcoming its less palatable pop rock aspects.”

Since then, the band has signed to Fearless Records and released a new song, the faux-industrial emo, overproduced “Killer in the Mirror”.

Indie pop duo Chapel and rapper De’Wayne Jackson open.

8/30: Round Robin, Thalia Hall

We don’t know much about this performance other than that it’s a night of improvisation by people who live in, are from, or are rooted in Chicago music. Judging by the lineup, it’s a must-see. It includes Roscoe Mitchell, Akenya, DJ The Twilite Tone, poet Kevin Coval, Tortoise’s Jeff Parker, and SILY favorites like Matana Roberts, Haley Fohr of Circuit des Yeux, Mind Over Mirrors’ Jamie Fennelly, Chicago Symphony Orchestra cellist Katinka Kleijn, Matchess, and Makaya McCraven.

8/30: L.A. Witch, Beat Kitchen

Drawling psychedelic band L.A. Witch released their self-titled debut last year and have been touring strong off of it ever since. Expect to hear lots from the record and hopefully some new material.

Spacey band Moonwalks and local sludgy post-punk duo Pussyfoot open.

8/31: Miguel, Union Park

We previewed Miguel’s show at the Riviera earlier this year:

“War & Leisure, the latest album from Miguel, is, as its title suggests, simultaneously political and personal, the former somewhat new territory for him. The songs are varied as usual; he’s sultry on “Wolf”, funky on the synth-addled “Told You So”, and ready for the radio on the Travis Scott-featuring “Sky Walker”. Stylistically, it’s sort of a combination of his previous two albums, the drug-induced Kaleidoscope Dream and guitar-oriented Wildheart. And while it’s not as earth-shattering and trendsetting as those two, it’s perhaps his most cohesive and fully realized effort.”

Since then, he’s performed “Remember Me” from Coco at the Oscars and shared a new song, “Python”, among other things. At his headlining North Coast Music Festival slot, he should mix it up between his last three albums live, concentrating on War & Leisure.

8/31 & 9/1: Kidd Jordan and Friends, Constellation

Dog/Days is a week of free performances at Constellation, Links Hall, and Hungry Brain. This Friday at Constellation, jazz saxophonist Kidd Jordan plays with pianist Matthew Shipp, bassist William Parker, and drummer Alvin Fielder.

8/31 & 9/1: B-52′s, Ravinia

The Athens, Georgia freak new wave band’s got a decade worth of untouchable material, and they play almost all the highlights during their live set, plus the goofy as hell title track to Funplex. What’s not to love?

New wave legends Culture Club co-headlines. Thompson Twins’ lead vocalist Tom Bailey opens.

9/1: Barrence Whitfield & The Savages, Reggie’s

Soul Flowers of Titan, the new album from Barrence Whitfield & The Savages, is purportedly inspired by Sun Ra and the King Records/Federal Records Cincinnati sound of the 50′s-60′s. Is the latter noticeable? Definitely. The former? Not sure. Most of the songs, like the chaotically horn-laden “Slowly Losing My Mind” and the garage-meets-soul “Pain”, are in line with tracks from recent efforts Under the Savage Sky and Dig Thy Savage Soul. Though I guess the spirit of blues ditty “Let’s Go to Mars” is closest thematically to “space is the place,” much of Soul Flowers of Titan sounds right at home with the rest of Whitfield’s discography. And that’s a good thing, since Saturday at Reggie’s they’ll play a lot of it, plus some highlights from the band’s pre-Bloodshot Records days.

Garage rockers The Woggles headline. Baby Money & The Down Payments, the project of Chicago based songwriter Pamela Maurer open.

9/1: Sumac, Empty Bottle

Post-metal band Sumac headlines Empty Bottle as part of Scorched Tundra X. Earlier this year, they released a mammoth collaborative album with Keiji Haino, and next month, they follow up 2016′s What One Becomes with a new full-length, Love in Shadow. So far, they’ve released the 15-minute “Attis’ Blade”, which builds and sprawls to a mid-section of noise, quiet strumming, and back before revealing longing growls from Aaron Turner. I’ve heard the rest of the album, too, and it’s a good mix of new territory for the band combined with what they’ve always done well. 21-minute Opener “The Task” starts like a traditional metal song but dissolves into a calm eye before the storm of more brutality and the band’s trademark buzzing dissonance, all before ending with organs and Turner’s guttural moans. “Arcing Silver” is the shortest and most straightforward of the bunch in terms of its arrangements, peaks, and valleys, though it does end with some ambient guitar squalls that introduce more jams. And the introductory guitar tones on closer “Ecstasy of Unbecoming” are more reminiscent of Sufi music than metal, though distorted power riffing kicks the rest of the song into high gear.

Avant-garde metal band Yakuza, doom band In The Company Of Serpents, and hardcore band Couch Slut open.

9/2: Matthew Dear, Estate Ultrabar

We previewed Matthew Dear’s DJ set at smartbar earlier this year:

“Truth is, I have never been a huge fan of Matthew Dear’s original material for whatever reason–but his almost 3-hour entry in the DJ Kicks series from last year shows just how good of a curator he really is, starting with a meditative Nils Frahm track and just exploding into a dance frenzy from there. That’s why his DJ set at smartbar should be one of the best you’ll see all year.”

This time around, he’s headlining a BBQ at Estate. He’s releasing a new album Bunny in October and has revealed two tracks: the hypnotic “Bunny’s Dream” and the repetitive “Echo”.

Remix extraordinaire Josh Wink, Canadian DJ Kenny Glasgow, Fortune, Pershan, and Nick Jannite also spin.

9/2: Rapsody, Union Park

After being prominently featured on Kendrick Lamar’s To Pimp a Butterfly, last year, Rapsody released her own “one of the best of the decade” rap albums. Laila’s Wisdom sees Rapsody proud to be a black woman in the rap game. “Yeah, they call me black and ugly / But I go so hard, make the whole world love me,” she spits. Sure, her features--Lamar, Anderson .Paak, Black Thought, Busta Rhymes, and BJ The Chicago Kid among them--are impressive. But her flow, especially on songs like the unstoppable “You Should Know”, the funky “Pay Up”, and the skronking “Power” (she outshines even Lamar on that one), is the main attraction. She’ll be worth the one day price of admission at North Coast.

9/2: Hannibal Buress, Chicago Theatre

We previewed Hannibal Buress’ set at Arcada Theatre back in March:

“Hannibal Buress is both a comedian for the world and Chicago, so seeing him in the area presents lots of opportunity for in-jokes. (The one about the ridiculousness of being asked for an ID at O’Hare airport from his 2015 special Comedy Camisado comes to mind.) While he’s probably best known these days for his role on Broad City, he’s increasingly building up his filmography and TV appearances and has recently started a podcast, The Handsome Rambler, on which he’s interviewed Open Mike Eagle and Run The Jewels. But he’s funniest on stage.”

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Experimental SHINee - Feature Spotlight

Hello babies, and welcome to the next Feature Spotlight in the SHINee Spotlight series!! My name is Jace (aka Felicity B), and today we're gonna be taking a slow drive through SHINee's more experimental era. This era in SHINee's career actually features my first SHINee comeback (Dream Girl, dahlings), so I am The Most Excited™ for this FSL!! It feels like Dream Girl dropped ten years ago, rather than just five, but I guess that's what K-Pop does to you.

And in case anyone is wondering why I'm going in reverse chronological order, it's because 1of1 and Misconceptions of Me are my favorite SHINee albums.

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So, I cheated. I really should have featured from DxDxD in this list instead of ones from FIVE, but I don't really like DxDxD!?!??! It's literally my least favorite SHINee album, sis. FIVE, to be frank with you all, fit more in line with the '90s 5HINee era, but it also fits in this experimental era pretty well.

The name of the game here is experimental, folks. SHINee must have gotten a little bored after they decided to go RnB again after LUCIFER. The bulk of the songs on this list were released in 2013, a year that SHINee really pushed the boundaries of who they were as a group, and I almost kind of miss it. Granted, I loved the maturity in sound they came back with on Odd and 1of1 (the former more than the latter, tbh), but this experimental phase was just a fun time to be a SHINee fan. This list includes songs from both Misconceptions albums, the Everybody mini album, and the previously mentioned Japanese album FIVE.

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Spoiler (Misconceptions of You ~Dream Girl~)

Gurl... SHINee was not fuckin' around with us with Spoiler.

Spoiler is a song that Jonghyun wrote incorporating all the song titles from the Misconceptions series in the lyrics. And sis, I was like, "This is cute, or whatevahs!!" when he spoiled the tracklisting for Misconceptions of You, but when Misconceptions of Me dropped and we found out he spoiled that too?!?!?! My wig wasn't just lopsided, she was free floating in space.

SHINee really fucking Did That™ with Spoiler, sis.

Spoiler sounds like someone took Sherlock, and turned her into a vampire. Spoiler is Sherlock's darker and more seductive older sister. It's kind of interesting how they kicked off the Misconceptions series with Spoiler, a song that starts out like their previous title track, but with a dark twist. It's almost like they were making a statement, sis. This SHINee is New and Improved™ SHINee. This SHINee is Upgraded™ SHINee. SHINee 2.0, if you will. We snatched you with RnB/Funk, we snatched you with EDM, and now we're gonna snatch you with both. Enjoy!!

Symptoms (Everybody)

I imagine sex feels like what listening to this song feels like.

Symptoms is an eletro-RnB song that sounds like it was snatched right from the Billboard Top 40. Which doesn't surprise me, because it was produced by the Underdogs (who also produced EXO's Overdose, another song that's dripping in that Top 40 sound from the time). Symptoms is a song that starts out loud and proud; it gives you Drama™, and it gives zero fucks about it. She looks at you without a care in the world and says, "My name is Symptoms, what did you expect!?!?! A cutesy pop track?!?!?! Boi, if you don't get!!"

And mind you, that's what I love about ha.

I fucking love a SHINee song that gives us all the bells and whistles, because they really don't have to. Look at Odd Eye - she's as stripped back as it gets for RnB midtempos, but SHINee still Shine Bright Like A Diamond!! But here's the thing - these dramatic ass niggas love songs like these. You can't tell me these SHINee boys don't love a beat with all the bells and whistles; the way they always come correct on songs like these says it all.

Become Undone (FIVE)

Speaking of songs that lack bells and whistles, Become Undone is not one of them. You'd have to be a Fool™ to think a song titled Become Undone on a Japanese record could be a toned down track.

These types of songs are usually the most dramatic.

Become Undone is an angsty song. She's a song I can see playing during a scene where an anime protagonist has to make an extremely hard decision. Like, intentionally stepping into a trap to save your friends, or deciding between saving your loved ones or the world (don't look at me like that, you guys have seen Sailor Moon).

The main star of the show here is the chorus. That's true of most pop songs, but especially so for Become Undone. She features The SHINee Specialty™ (their ridiculous ability to blend their harmonies together like fuckin' buttah), the trap beats presented in the verse kicked up 10,000 for Maximum Drama™, and orchestral stabs that tie everything together. Become Undone has one of the most emotionally satisfying choruses I've heard in a pop song. Sis, I'm literally the INTENSIFIES meme listening to this song, it's just so good.

I'm really glad that groups like SHINee have had the pleasure of working with a Japanese team to release music in Japan, because it allows them to play with their sound in a way that they can't in Korea. And that's not to say that SHINee haven't played with their sound in Korea (this FSL is literally on the era they experimented with their sound the most), but there's certain sounds and textures that are specifically J-Pop in feel, and it's really cool to see a group like SHINee tap into that.

Orgel (Misconceptions of Me ~Why So Serious~)

Okay sis, now we're actually bringing it down a notch. Not for long, but I figured y'all could use a break, even if it's short lived.

Orgel is a song that's quite similar to Odd Eye in the fact that it's SHINee driving the song with their vocal performance, and the beat is going along for the ride. Orgel also features a melody that sounds like a something you'd hear in a music box, and while that motif is quite overused in pop music, it doesn't make Orgel feel played out. It's just a really pretty song from five really pretty boys.

Orgel is a really neat song, because even though SHINee are driving the song with their voice, they're really not doing a whole lot on the beat. Their vocal performance on Orgel is subtle in the same way the beat is (or rather, as subtle as these boys get), but they still stand out. It's an interesting experience, sis.

Queen of New York (Everybody)

Now this is A Song™, sis.

Queen of New York feels very lounge cafe, sis; she's very "let me sip my expensive coffee drink while I read the latest copy of Cosmo or OK! Magazine". Queen of New York is also very much something the drag queens are voguing to at the local gay club. Miss Queen of New York is a woman of many moods, okay?!?!?!

Queen of New York was a very fun surprise, because I don't think anyone was expecting a song quite like this on the Everbody mini album. She's very edgy, but in a way that you don't expect songs described as "edgy" to sound. Queen of New York has a very polished feel to her, but there's a dirtiness to her that you can't tame. She's a proper Upper Middle Side woman, but she's not afraid to take a walk on the wild side. She's not afraid to show you how to get down, and I just love that so much.

One Minute Back (Everybody)

This is also A Song™, babes.

One Minute Back is grungy, sis. She's not a proper Upper Middle Side woman, she's a punk rock/biker girl with a flair for the dramatic. Ain't nothin' polished here, ladies!! Well, SHINee's vocals are pretty polished, but that's a given. I've never heard a SHINee song where the vocals weren't produced to a T.

But despite that, Ms One Minute Back and Ms Queen of New York are happily married!!

One Minute Back, like Queen of New York, was a song I was pleasantly surprised to hear on Everybody. One Minute back has such grungy verses, but then the chorus and the bridge are so Funky and so SHINee. BUT THE TWO DIFFERENT VIBES BLEND TOGETHER LIKE IT'S NOTHING!! It's such an aurally pleasing experience, you guys!! The reason I compared One Minute Back to Queen of New Year is that they're both marry these two moods to amazing results. I mean, Queen of New York doesn't fully commit to the grunginess, but there's enough of it lying below the surface that it's worth mentioning.

ABOAB (FIVE)

Ms ABOAB is a Bad Bitch™. She's a Boss Bitch™. She has no time for your games, boo. Ms ABOAB is a brazen ElectroFunk number that makes no apologizes.

If SHINee wanted to make a record like Everybody for the Japanese market, ABOAB would have been the title track/lead single. Miss ABOAB is spicy. She's seductive. Miss ABOAB is full on club bounce, and I McFucking L O V E when SHINee do those kinds of songs. There's just something so sexy about them working that club vibe, sis. I lowkey wasn't ready for ABOAB, but she really didn't care. She mesmerizes with the way she flits between emphasizing her Funk and Electro elements.

And that damn drop with the horn line... BITCH!! My wig has been compromised.

Runaway (Misconceptions of You ~Dream Girl~)

Runaway is another ElectroFunk track, but brighter and poppier in a way that contrasts ABOAB quite nicely. It's no less fun and club ready, tho.

Runaway is mainly driven by a punchy synth stab and SHINee's very fun usage of their vocal harmonies. While Miss ABOAB would whip ha weave in ya face if you ever tried to talk to her, Miss Runaway would make silly faces at you and coax you into doing silly dances. I, always and forever, wanna see SHINee in concert, but I especially wanna see Runaway and ABOAB performed live, because they always do these types of club ready tracks Just Right™.

Hitchhiker (Misconceptions of You ~Dream Girl~)

Because God Knows^™ these boys can't not give us a track that channels the very essence of MJ and his weave.

If Spoiler was too gimmicky of a sequel to Sherlock for you, then Hitchhiker is your song. Hitchhiker, to me, sounds like the perfect representation of this era in SHINee's discography - let's take what we already do well and marry it to a whole new palette of song styles/textures, and see what sticks.

And lemme tell you somethin' - Hitchhiker sticks like fucking glue. Remember what I said about SHINee loving the bells and whistles that comes with doing over the top songs?!?!?! That's in full effect here, sis. Hitchhiker is anthemic as all fuck, and these boys ride that beat like they were made for it. And to be completely, I have no doubt in my mind that they were.

Nothing to Lose (FIVE)

So who else was expecting to get something hella grungy like Natalia Kills' Break You Hard or Seventeen's Clap with how hard that guitar was filtered?!?!?! I can't be the only one here.

Nothing to Lose bait and switches us with that dark n grungy guitar riff, because the majority of the song is rather bright n poppy. But I really can't be mad, because I rather liked the way they transitioned the darker sections into the brighter ones. And Nothing to Lose is pure octane fun. It's kind of a hard song to hate, because it gives zero fucks about how cutesy and cheesy it is.

There's also a rather nice helping of Funk thrown into the mix, but I'm gonna pretend that that had nothing to do with much I like this song. Even though it's what makes me like it the most.

Punch Drunk Love (Misconceptions of You ~Dream Girl~)

Punch Drunk Love channels Love Like Oxygen like SHINee's producers were in the studio intentionally trying to produce a sequel to the song. And if you know anything about me, you know that Love Like Oxygen is literal auditory C R A C K for my black ass. Punch Drunk Love also sounds like SHINee's writers held a seance and channeled MJ's spirit when they were writing the song for the boys.

And y'all already K N O W I'm here for that shit.

Punch Drunk Love is the SHINee Five™ on autopilot, sis. SHINee will never not know how to come correct with a Funk song, and it warms my heart. The attitude, the harmonies (THE BUMBACLOT HARMONIES), the overall feel of the song; SHINee gets it right. If you ever needed a pickmeup, then put on SHINee's Punch Drunk Love, and thank me later. This is another song that is unabashedly cheesy, but gives absolutely zero fucks about it.

Isn't it beautiful!?!?!?

Evil (Misconceptions of Me ~Why So Serious~)

Evil can be summed by in two words - Drama and Killer Harmonies.

That's technically three, but you know what the fuck I meant.

Evil is SHINee at their most dramatic. I remember Shawols losing their collective minds at the fancams from the concert performances where they wore blindfolds.

Yes, you read that correctly. These dramatic ass motherfuckers were performing on stage with blindfolds on. They were, more than likely, see through blindfolds, but never doubt SHINee's collective love of the Drama™. They absolutely would dance completely blindfolded.

Evil starts out slow, but I very much doubt that many of us thought the song was gonna stay that way; SHINee were just building the atmosphere (read - creating the perfect environment to torch our weaves). Evil has an almost musical theater vibe to it, except not nearly as cheesy. Evil is honestly a one of a kind experience that we all need in our lives at some point.

Especially because SHINee were on their harmonic A game the day they recorded Evil. When the drums drop out and it's just the orchestral stabs with their voices?!?!? Fuckin' magic, ladies.

Like A Fire (Misconceptions of Me ~Why So Serious~)

We all Know™ Like A Fire, because of that one performance where Jonghyun, Kibum, and Jinki were having a contest to see whom tf could be the most extra (to be honest, I'd say Kibum won, based purely on the fact that I didn't even know he could wail like that). But Like A Fire stands firm on her own by being a wickedly good Funk song.

(Sidenote - I'm about 90% this list has more Funk tracks than my '90s 5HINee FSL, and I want you all know that that was not on purpose. I wont be changing it, but I swear it wasn't done purposefully!!)

Like A Fire, like Punch Drunk Love, is SHINee on autopilot. I don't know what else to say about this song. It's just so Classic SHINee™, sis!! The verses have a more somber, minor tone to them, but the choruses transition (maybe that's a modulation, I'm not Musically Advanced™ enough to make that call) into a killer major groove that is just so beautiful to listen to. I don't know anyone who doesn't like this song. Liking Like A Fire is a requirement for being a Shawol (especially a Shawol of color). If you don't like Like A Fire, you're invalid.

I need to say something about these harmonies and ad libs, tho. Did the producer of Like A Fire tell the SHINee Boys™ to go HAM the day they were laying down tracks for Like A Fire?!?!?! Did they mean for the harmonies and ad libs to get this over the top!?!?! I'm not complaining, I just wanna know. Because the harmonies and ad libs, especially, are so ridiculous!! I love every second of it, but sometimes it K I L L S how extra this song is!!

Diamond Sky (FIVE)

The first time I ever listened to this song, I cackled like a banshee at how extra that intro was, because it's so SHINee. It's so dramatic, and it suits SHINee to a T. I was expecting the verses to be some Final Dragon type shit, or somethin'!!!

Diamond Sky is pretty standard fare for a J-Pop song, imo. It doesn't stop me from loving SHINee's take on it (and it shouldn't stop you), but it's worth mentioning; SHINee + J-Pop = Love. Like I mentioned above, I'm glad that SHINee were able to continue releasing music in Japan, because this is a style of music that suits them well, but would not do well in Korea at all.

Diamond Sky feels like the theme song for a magical girl anime. The twinkly pianos, complemented by the strings and electric guitar give it an air of grandiosity that would have made it a perfect theme or insert song for Sailor Moon. If they had added a modulation at the end for Maximum Drama™, I'd have lost my shit.

Close the Door (Everybody)

Firstly, if you haven't watched the SHINee World IV performance where Jinki tap dances to Close the Door, I'm judging you. Our sweet dubu leader did not bless us with such beauty and grace for you to ignore it!!

Secondly, Close the Door is the cheesiest love song I've ever encountered in K-Pop. It's got the romantic sounding keys, the strings, it's in 6/8 time (perfect for a waltz, babies), the lyrics are so sugary sweet, and the chord progressions utilize mostly major chords. And you know what, I absolutely fucking love it. I'm a cheesy Romantic Gay™, and I fucking love this cheesy ass love song. It's just so aurally pleasing, especially since these SHINee boys all have voices that blend together amazingly when they harmonize. Sue me.

Sleepless Night (Misconceptions of Me ~Why So Serious~)

SHINee ballads are a wonderful, amazing thing, you know?!?!? Especially when they don't give us the typical classical ballad, but go a little left field into something jazzy or RnB. Which is what they do with Sleepless Night.

This week's playlist features a lot of songs that are extremely over the top, sis. And I mean, we've discussed this; these SHINee boys love the drama of it all. But they also love lowkey songs like Sleepless Night. You'd be able to tell if they didn't with a song this stripped back and bare. Sleepless Night is literally the SHINee boys (and their amazing harmonies), a piano, and some strings. And it's fucking amazing. There are quite a few songs from SHINee that I want to experience live, but I think Sleepless Night tops the list. Well, that and Wish Upon A Star, but I'm sure I'd cry my fucking eyes out listening to that. I mean, I might cry my eyes out to Sleepless Night, but there's less of a chance there.

I've accepted that I'm a boring bitch who lives for a good ballad (the amount of ballads I've had to listen to for my RRUs has definitely proven this), but there's nothing quite like a good SHINee ballad, sis. There ain't never been a SHINee ballad that I didn't like.

And that's all for this week's list, loves!! Please tune in next week for the next era in my SHINee Spotlight series, Contemporary SHINee ver.2!! And don't forget to tune in Wednesday for my next Review Roundup, featuring songs released this week!!

Love you, guys!!

#Feature Spotlight #SHINee #Felicity B

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thoughtsthatstray · 4 years ago

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This comment on the youtube page of the version of “Spike”, made me feel the need to share the time I met “Spike”. Maybe his name was Robert, Billy, Mac or Buddy (thanks Sheryl).

He was Spike to me. I have no idea if the ages/size/description match up, but here we go:

1989

This story occured when I went to Myrtle Beach with a former friend and his dad/step-mom and a pair of step sisters (14-15/9) with each bringing along a friend.

The typical evening would have the group/family going out to dinner, then going back to the condo in Cherry Grove (at times only for my idiot friend to take a dump). My former friend and I wanted to head down to Myrtle and just see whatever we could get into. Well, the girls begged and pleaded to come with us, and my friend’s dad finally bribed him with $ to get us to take them with older girls responsible for keeping an eye on the younger pair.

The girls took off to the pavillion, my friend said he wanted to show me the hotel that we would likely stay at during senior week. The not-so Golden Villa. That place a freaking dump. It only had a couple of things going from it. It was in the middle of the action and on the beach. I remember telling him I planned on doing my sleeping on the beach during the day, and in the end, that is mostly what happened, even more so after we were banned from playing tackle football, after some guy was taken to the hospital with broken ribs. Oops.

My friend had gone to the beach with the class of 89 during their Senior Week which was just a few weeks before this, and he met a girl that worked at the “Gay Dolphin Gift Shop” and he wanted to go in there to see if she was working. We walk in and I hit him in the arm and said do you know the Tom Petty song from a few years ago named “Spike”, the one with a guy wearing a dog collar? He said, “yeah I think so, why?” That SOB Spike is standing over there. I pointed across the building, and he said “Holy shit it is”.

I pointed out a man and woman walking arm and arm. She was likely mid 30’s wearing what I would call a diamond cut bathing suit, which had a diamond cut out in between the breasts and the top of the crotch and tied around the neck. She also had on a pair of Daisy Dukes and a pair of bright yellow (matching the bathing suit) Chuck Taylor high tops. Her hair looked like it was bled dry by about 5 bottles of bleach and her skin was a tanning salon shade of burnt orange. My then buddy said she had nice tits and pointed out the that patch of pussy hair as you zeroed in on her unzipped Daisy Dukes, then he went on to say she was fugly. She was tall, a couple of inches taller than “Spike”. (oh and a side note. He would have done her, she was walking, he would have done her)

Spike was about 5’8, like the girl in his mid to late 30’s he was built, cut, whatever you want to call it had a little napoleon bodybuilder vibe going on. His skin tone had a bit of burnt orange look to him as well but wasn’t quite full on “Hook Em Horns” like his better half (I guess she was his better half) He looked a bit like a mini-Randy Macho Man Savage with his fu man chu mustache and mullet combo going on. He too had on a pair of daisy dukes with the bottoms of his front pockets hanging out; he also had a matching sleeveless Levis Jean Jacket with a button or two buttoned that looked about 3 sizes too small for him and black high top reebok shoes, the kind you used to see women wear to a dance class with a velcro strap at the top. Oh and you can’t forget the black leather spiked dog collar. Certainly the finest touch to his outfit. He didn’t quite have a Mr. T. Starter set around his neck but he had some gold chains, and what was supposed to look like a diamond stud ear-ring. He was built but a bit puffy/stiff looking and he walked like he was in full on flex strut or a bit like Robo Cop. He/they were funny looking and in talking about the song I started to laugh and Spike noticed.

Spike wasn’t happy. He walked over and said “What the fuck are you laughing at?” I looked down at him and said “oh nothing Spike I’m not laughing at anything” chuckling as the words came out of my mouth. “What the fuck did you call me?” Spike barks out at me. “Haven’t you heard the Tom Petty song ‘Spike’, with your little dog collar on it looks like it was written about you.” He asked, so I explained.

“Boy I’ll whip your young punk ass” Spike growls at him this time. The bleached blonde steps in between us and says “now Bubby he’s too young for you to fight”. I punched my friend in the arm and with a howling laugh said “She called Spike Bubby”. He takes a step closer, and i had already pocketed my watch and positioned myself to take on whatever came my way. Kitty Clorox grabs him by the arm and pulls him away.

My former friend asks “What the fuck was that?” “That was Spike, Doo doo doo doo doo doo”, and I laugh again. We walked back to the Wings Beach store we were supposed to meet the girls at. The young ones had to be home by 10, and we’d venture back out if we didn’t stop for some “root-a-ma-beer (sorry another story). We met the girls and he started telling them about the guy with the dog collar and they wanted to see him. So we walked in that direction.

We didn’t see him to start with then I saw him and Blondie standing on the observation deck. I yelled up at him. “Hey Spike, tell me ‘bout life”. He bolted for the stairs. The older girls told the younger ones to go in the beach store that was close by. Spike got in my face and said “I’m going to beat your ass”. I quoted Balboa when I told him to “go for it”. The blonde wedges her way in between us again, when a cop and his partner walk up and one asks “What seems to be the problem”? The blonde says this boy is teasing my fiancé about his dog collar and some Tom Petty song. One cop laughs and says cool tune, and then the others asks, “So this kid is picking on your fiancé over his dog collar? Is that correct? He shakes his head again and walks the couple over to the side and they start to walk off. He then comes back with a smile on his face and laughs and says please stop picking on people with dog collars. “Yes sir” and we went into the beach store to find the younger step-sister/friend.

We get in the Blazer and head north to Cherry Grove. I was riding shotgun when I hit my friend with an elbow and said “well I’ll be damned”. Spike and Miss Clorox were walking down Ocean Boulevard. He slows, I hang out the window and yell “Hey Spike whatta ya like”, and howl at him like Petty does in the song. Spike takes off sprinting as we slowly pick up speed before he finally turns and heads towards Highway 17 to head back to Cherry Grove.

We get back to the condo and tell his parents the story and his dad is laughing so hard I thought he was going to shit himself and says, “I think we saw that fruit yesterday near the same spot but Barbie was wearing an orange swimsuit, shorts and orange shoes that clashed with her skin”.

Was it Tom Petty’s Spike? I doubt it. Was it Robert from above? Probably not. but he was my Spike. Such a good boy. Sit Spike Sit, or is it Bubby?

Yeah I could be a bit of an asshole.

#Spike #Tom Petty #Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers #Myrtle Beach #1989 #pavillion #old friends #good times #Cherry Grove #North Myrtle Beach #root-a-ma-beer

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stone-man-warrior · 4 years ago

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January 2, 2021: 12:43 pm:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Annuit_c%C5%93ptis

Euclid shows up....

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Euclid

“Use this!” he says:

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The error was his concern for the triangle, it”s a Triangular Prism that we need to be concerned with, however, a Conical Prism is equally, perhaps more worrisome, than the Triangular one, if left in control of Religious Terror Witches & Warlocks.

That is what the sword Euclid brought, is for. To take the head off of those pesky prisms.

Take a whack at the Conical Prism, or a Triangular One, thusly, to remove the top, so you are able to have a look at the section that becomes apparent only when a conical prism is sliced by the Ell of a sword. Then, you get to see a Conical Ellipse. There is no other way to do the math on that, in order to obtain the illusive Conical Ellipse, requires that you first obtain a Cone with which to work, a Sword with which to cut, and take a swing at the Cone, to produce an Ell, in order to see the illusive ellipse. Any pointy witch hat will do.

You, are the Sword. The Ell is the slice.

The swing, is the throw, before the toss.

Take a few more whacks at it...

We have to turn it upside down and backwards to see what gender it is, Witch, or Warlock?

Keep whacking!

Google Search for: “Conical Ellipse” to learn more...

Hmmmmmm......

The thing I am looking for is not here.... where is the real ellipse at?

What have they done with the Ellipse?

Where, has it gone to?

I don’t see it.

Gone.

The thing I am looking for is a lopsided oval sort of squished egg shaped ellipse... the kind I remember from school.

Google is hiding it.

The only way to get one, is to slice cone on a angle, horizontally.

Like so:

The problem here, is Google is only showing us a equilateral ellipse, when the magic we want, is a lopsided, non-equate ellipse.

They only are showing askewed lopsided non-equate ellipses in such a way as to provide illusion that the non-eguate variety of ellipse is presented, as an equate, mirror-image-flip-flop-backwards rendition of a rounded off pointy hat setting on a reflective surface, to ponder over, thusly, as we are doing at this juncture right here on this post entry on Tumblr.

Think about that slice. Think about that cone. You should see, in your mind’s eye, that the resulting elliptical shape should have a fat side, and a thin side at the ends where the turn-a-round takes place.

But Google refuses to show you that, they can’t survive smart people who can think, that’s why they won’t show the non-equate ellipse, by which there just one way to obtain, and that is, to cut the top off of a pointy hat on a horizontal angle.

They show this Seventh Day Adventist lesson, to teach the same idea, with a twist and a kink, at church:

Start Whackin‘!

You, are the sword. The Ell is the slice.

The swing, is the throw, before the toss.

You need this Honing Stone:

And some Honing Oil:

With those, to sharpening the Sword of your Mind’s Eye. you are ready and prepared to use this properly and effectively:

They stole my Cracker Jack’s Secret Decoder Ring, so, I have to make do, with the tools I have available, like this Chex’s Decoder. That one works good for World Trade Central terror decoding.

You will gain skills necessary to use this more effectively also:

That is the Real McCoy. Cracker Jack’s Secret Agent Whistle. Get one and use it.

These are indefensible:

no... these are indispensable!

(in-disposable? We are not pawns, not playthings, not blow-up toys, not inflatable mattresses)

(see, that is an example of Google controlled religion terror cult changing my words I write. I have to do edits to correct what they change, they change more while I correct that.)

Your Name Here

Think.

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2:55 pm:

This whole Tumblr entry explains the reason why Walmart chose “Equate” for their name brand generic hygiene and first-aid products.

It’s a heavily guarded secret at the Walmart Pharmacy Department, and like women, it’s a complex thing to try to explain,

“Lucy! You got some splainin‘ to do!”

(Cuban Russian Missal Crisis shows up on Decoder Ring RADAR)

“I know what you’re thinkin‘... ‘did he fire six shots, or only five?’ Well, in all the confusion, I kinda lost track myself, but bein‘ that this is a forty-four magnum, and could blow your head clean off.... you gotta ask yourself...

... ‘do I feel lucky?’

Well, do ya... punk?”

Get the name brand, and don‘t fuck around with that three day bullshit, get the one-day cure.

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“The crux of the bisquet, lies with the apostrophe”

(MK Ulta Lesson from the 1970′s in Los Angeles County.)

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3:31 pm:

Why are there buckles on a Witches Hat?

Why are there buckles on the shoes of a Pilgrim?

Factoid: Witches are only found in places where Christians are looking, so, Christians and Witches are not mutually exclusive. Only little, is spoken or written about Warlocks and where they are found. The result is non-equate spelling errors in the Text, and Tongue, of The Words, for lack of equal representation among Witches and Warlocks where they are found in Tongue and Text.

(”Tongue in Cheek” old saying English Cliche’ shows up on Decoder Ring RADAR)

Why are Santa’s helpers called “Elves”? Do the math, make the cut, swing the sword, see the result, turn it upside, and backwards, apply to History of the Sword, History of Christian Crusades, History of The Vatican Choir, Polyphony, and Soprano’s with emphasis on non-equate representation between Witches and Warlocks where they are found in Text and Tongue.

(Tongue In Groove shows up on Decoder Ring RADAR, under “Jesus was a Carpenter” and, “Long Playing ‘LP’ Vinyl 33 and 1/3 RPM Album, Recordings)

“Elves” (apply a sword) = El + V’s = LV’s = Las Vegas = Lost Wages = “Lost my Ass” = “Where is my Jack-Ass?” = Pornhub = “The View”, a show by women, for women.

(“Ellen” TV Show shows up on Decoder Ring RADAR)

Scroll the bottom to watch off of Google RADAR within this post entry, and for more in depth explanation about this Fleetwood Mac performance on the Ellen Show:

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Elves = Santa’s Helpers. But you have to turn it around backwards, and upside down, to see what gender it is.

“Elves” = El V’s = L V’s = The V’s = The Five....

Hmmm....

Elves = L V’s = The Vatican’s. (this goes on forever into the Russian Mother of all Hoaxes, you could keep doing math eternally, but without a cone, and a sword to start with, there is no way to see that the math is not equal when the Ell is applied with the sword on the cone. Google tries desperately to hide the non-equate ellipse. (see Japanese Pornography to learn more about suppression of non-equate ellipses in favor of more equate ones.)

Ellipse = E + L Lips (phonetically) = “Power God Lips” = (play the turn-a-round) “God’s Power Lips” = “non-equate horizontally askew conical section”

(fast-forward to Cancer) Apply “Cone Cervical Slice” for Russian Fractal View considerations.

It’s not possible to stop Christian Cult Global terror without getting dirty while doing so.

You must turn the Gain Knob to full maximum on your Guitar, Axman’s (Ax-Person’s) Rig. Even then, you are going to need an Ibanez Tube Screamer Effect Peddle, even if you already have a Marshall Plexi 100 Watt Head with 1960, AND 1960A Slant, speaker cabinets loaded with Celestian Greenbacks.

If you cannot obtain the Ibanez, there are many high gain effect peddles to choose from, but make sure you start with a search for the Ibanez Tube Screamer, so that you have the necessary Samurai training for using a Sword to produce an Ell, to make the cut, that will expose the Dirty Little Secret of the Vatican, Google, and Rock & Roll. Steer clear of the Russian Pickle.

The Wicken must begin Whakin‘, but definition of “Wicken” seems to be a guarded secret, while the Wicken are left unguarded.

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4:22 pm:

Pope’s Guitar Rig, sans straight 1960 4 x12 Celestian, High Gain Attack Rig:

(photo provided by Jim Dunlop Archive Museum)

Pope’s Guitar (Axe). 1958 Gibson Flying V (Epiphone Reasonable Facsimile Thereof is shown)

Pope’s Kapo. Secret weapon when traveling in the Holy See. Land Shark Kapo, for taking off the top three percent or so, at the neck.

Pope uses well equipped effect peddle board, is customizable, interchangeable per task requirements, and is disguised as regular, normal guitar player’s effects board, works good, not over the top, or too crowded.

Pope Hunts for these:

He uses Greek Mythology to lure and control them, like Neptune’s Harem, all are kept in line with a Pointy Trident.

(Brass section of Horns not shown. See Ronnie James Dio, or, Mike Bloomberg to learn more about the Horn Section)

Pope takes a Bow at the close of each show, with a new collection of Surfers.

(I see a “One-Wing Dove” right there, what do you see? “Sings a song... sounds like he’s singing... ooohhh... baby.... oohh... ohh”)

More secret weapon. That thing makes sure no one will copy-cat the Pope’s Unique Tonality and Gain, difficult to reproduce once the Pope is done making adjustments with a lot of help and Guidance from Amp Guru. Symbolically, that Variac is the equivalence of all of the Power Company Lineman who work for Rocky Mountain Power Corporation, and the five Power Utility Sub-Panels that extend from their. Think of them as “The Pope’s Shoe Horn, Brass Sexion”. (One-Hour Martinizer uses a “Symposium” for that same idea as the Variac when the Pope needs to make Tuning adjustments in the neighborhood.)

Think of all of that, as “Allah and the Virgins, Live at Red Rocks, featuring Joe Bonamassa as the opening act, with a cameo by Amos Moses, the Little Brother of the Pope’s Flying V.

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This one, is mine.

The Rudolph Shenker Signature Model, by Gibson.

The bastards won‘t let me play anymore.

I learned the hard way, so you don‘t have to.

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5:01 pm:

Top Hats.

“With Four Knobs, You Get Les Paul”

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Ave Maria:

You hear a piano and a singer.

Think: The Pope is so good at what he does, that is actually the Jim Dunlop, shredding out a cover of AC/DC’s “For Those About to Rock”, after all the Hokus Pokus is applied, and Stevie Nick’s Backup Singers do the Lead Vocals, walk all over her, like they think they are Egyptians or some shit.

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6:01 pm:

Here, on Ellen, at the end, at the 5:00 mark.

Ellen mentions that there are two new Fleetwood Mac Members.

Stevie Nicks introduces them, unexcitedly, kinda mechanical introduction. looks like to me.

Ellen says everyone in the studio audience is going to be given complimentary tickets to upcoming Fleetwood Mac Shows.

Stevie says “the next live show is in first week of October, details sound sketchy at best, not too sure, have to check the calendar of events, to make sure” sort of, loosely translated.

The Ellen Show Video was posted to YouTube one year and four days after the Mandalay Bay Concert 91 Las Vegas Shooting. Has a “Anniversary” vibe going on.

Those two new guys that were introduced, seem to represent “January and February Secret Knowledge about the raping and theft of the Old Ten Month Calendar” that no one knows about. I see them as two “Blood Moons”, stuck at the end of that Old Calendar, rather than the beginning where they really were introduced as a cover operation 2021 years ago, this week when the Christians seem to have initialized the Pirating they are still doing currently.

Questions:

“When was the airing of this Ellen episode?”

“What was the actual film date at the sound stage studio w/live audience?”

The Ellen episode has “Time Warp Terror” qualities. I suggest that the episode aired a year after it was filmed in studio. I suggest that Ellen knows everything there is to know about Mandalay Bay and Concert 91 “shooting” event in Las Vegas on October 1, 2017. I suggest that the studio audience participated in some way at the Concert 91 October 1 2017 event in Las Vegas.

I suggest that Ellen Degenerous is located at 535 Jackpine Drive Grants Pass Oregon 97526 right now, at the Janice Freeberg residence, as I write this Tumblr entry today, January 2, 2021. I suspect Ellen is portraying Janice Freeberg to fool federal officers assigned to Jackpine activity.

I’ve seen Ellen Degenerous at the Freeberg’s before, driving Janice’s Ford F-250 crew cab diesel pick-up truck, white, old, worn out truck.

This video goes deep into a rabbit hole of danger. I smell Agent Rabner, who I think is a Medford FBI officer, associated with the cover up of Las Vegas Concert 91 fake shooting, all done here in Grants Pass Oregon, where the event fake shooting was rehearsed throughout the city and county area.

If Rabner, then also the Veterans Administration Facility on HWY 62, Crater Lake HWY somewhere near Medford, or White City Oregon, is involved. Where Rabner goes, so goes that place.

“Degenerous” = “When you use a xerox machine to copy an original, then, use the copy to make another copy, of the copy, of the original, then use the copy of the copy to make a copy of the copy of the copy of the original.... etc, and so on... eternally, until the original is no longer recognizable in the forthcoming barrage of stacked copies = Degenerous”.

“Ellen” = “El en” = “The en‘ “ = “The End” = “God’s End” = Eternity.

God’s End = “Total Anal eye eh? shun” (Canadian Dialect Vatican Speak, w/Celestian Greenback’s x four, or combination of any Greenback’s w/Creamback Celestian speakers, Open Back Cabinet specification produces less punchy bass, at high volume levels, w/parallel vs serial wiring options available, so, Ann Wilson is also nearby, or not far up the command chain from Ellen, for real, right now. Also, open back specs produces maximum diaphragm travel at the drivers in two directions from center due to absence of internal back pressure. [see positive crank case ventilation, internal combustion motors, PCV Valve, about 3lb’s. pressure is nominal for that] with addition of phase shift, the Ellen becomes a binary event that can go in unpredictable directions, extreme danger, caution advised)

Also, the introduction of “Two new guys” at the “5:00 Mark” is notable that “Five Minutes” is Universally understood in all languages globally that “Someone is going to get fucked, a quickie”.

Those new guys might be in deep yogurt there.

Universal Studios already hijacked and stole all of the “Universally Understood Languages”, so, that further supports what I already have been saying that NBC, Universal, Comcast, are the producers, engineers, actors, murderers.... “terror army giant size cell”... who are responsible for carrying out the Concert 91 attack, one that gained hospitals and enormous casinos for the terror army’s addition to their SAG collection of spoils of war, and more, w/Bonus of Lot’s of Souls to add to the Pope’s ever growing collection of those.

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Here, at US Festival (I was there too), at 8:00 mark, Stevie begins to go out into the audience, a place she does not go often, there are some security, very young “edge of seventeen“ looking fellows, who form a “Football Defense Line”. Stevie plays either as Center, or as Quarter Back, maybe as both symbolically. She is protected, by a symbolic advance towards her, as she is “holding her ground“ there, on “the shoulders of edge of seventeen”.

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You could say stuff, and keep on saying for a long time about small details of what happened, not only in the audience, but also as she sort of “Bunny Hops” her way to the edge of the stage where she motions that she wants go out there. She is wearing tall heals, yet is firm on her feet while hopping from the levels of the stage. There is a lot of “Russian Whore Meets Markus” story telling going on, Stevie appears to me as a captive slave to the British Entertainment industry.

I rarely defend any entertainers, but I see the Stevie Nicks is extraordinary in a number of ways, as is Ozzy Osbourne, but the two are nothing alike one another, they both seem as slaves to me. Ozzy, was punished for whatever it was that pissed off his captors when they gave the “Prince of Darkness” a TV show, cameras everywhere in his house, millions of people watching. So much for Darkness, eh?

So, I want to suggest that Stevie is a slave, she is forced to sing the songs where the terror messages are built into for Fleetwood Mac as a Pirate Ships Captain giving musical orders to terror soldiers in the field.

I don‘t have an opinion about the other band members, other than knowing that many of the famous guitarists are trained by the Vatican at the Choir, so that is something to consider.

There in that photo above, Stevie stands on a speaker cabinet, seems to use it as a “Soap Box”.

It’s more than likely that I am just a sucker, am wrong, being fooled with Hokus Pokus, but that does not change the focus.

“The clouds never expect it when it rains But the sea changes colours But the sea does not change So with the slow, graceful flow of age I went forth with an age old desire to please On the edge of seventeen”

The See, does not change.

“The Pope’s change from time to time, but the Jim Dunlop, is always the Jim Dunlop.” ~self quoted.

Online lyrics for that song say:

“Just like the White Wing Dove”

I hear:

“Just like a One Wing Dove”, and I always have heard it like that.

An injured dove, caged, maimed, can‘t fly, is crying, everyone thinks the bird is singing.... “Ohhh , baby, ohh, ohhh”

That is more reason I feel she is a victim.

I am not a huge fan of Fleetwood Mac, I do like the music, but had I been a huge fan, I would have seen these signals long ago, maybe I did see and write about it the same way before, it all seems so:

“Hauntingly familiar”

There is no one watching the baby, so: ♪♫ “none of this matters” ♪♫

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8:14 pm:

The Jim Dunlop, Cry Baby Wah.

Think of it as Chum, made of babies, and souled by the Ron Popeil, as seen on TV, on the Jimmy Swaggart 700 Club.

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8:41 pm:

Edge of Seventeen has a lot going on in the lyric and live presentation, no one has ever survive long enough after knowing what it’s about to find any help to stop the madness. The song is about a three percent taking of victims at a venue, any venue where people gather, are drawn to in numbers.

There is a place in the song where “Suddenly. there was no one left standing in the hall”. That is the taking at the concert, Dio style, with a Bloomberg twist.

This part here quoted below, is the result of the Three Percent Taking of victims, where three percent of the audience was killed, their ID’s processed, look-a-like replacements take their place in life at the homes of the victims, and the Vote for SAG Shills on ballots, which is the whole point of why so many people are being slaughtered.

This part in the song is heavy on the back-up singers in duplicated harmonizing delay/echo sort of back up repetition, and is the orders from On-High at Trudeau/ Ann Wilson terror command HQ in Hollywood/Quebec. The duplicated back-up singers who follow Stevie’s lead vocal, are the replacements, symbolically, and are going to be Voting, at the Landslide that follows the Edge of Seventeen. All of the information necessary to stop that from occurring is here on this account... there is enough information here to stop 90% of all of the terrorism on Earth if there were some Global Security persons who are willing and prepared to apply the information towards ending terror, and beginning peaceful existence.

“Well I hear you in the morning And I hear you at nightfall Sometimes to be near you Is to be unable to feel you, my love I'm a few years older than you (I'm a few years older than you) my love”

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9:03 pm:

Why is it called a “Landslide” if a candidate wins an election due to overwhelming popularity?

Because the news media needed a workable label for talking about elections covertly within a news story about a mudslide after a rain, or other Tectonic Plate sized terror controlled earth moving done by terror soldiers who get their marching orders from newsmedia about voting orders, details, updates.

Because Landslide is a earthly word, so is is terra cotta, it’s all about terrain, ground, mud, green grass, when the high tides allow access to hard to reach ports of entry, at the voting booth where the landslide is indeed the county side slipping away one family at a time.

So again, Fleetwood Mac demonstrates their place in the terror command Chain.

We need to find out if Stevie Nicks is a scapegoat set up to take a fall in event of terror meltdown, or, if she is just another terrorist bitch killing US Citizens.

Make her wear a pointy hat, tell her Euclid is here, wants to talk to her about ellipses, Top Hats, Flying V’s, and stacks of Marshall’s... bring a sword. see if she wears the hat, or starts to sing.

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9:45 pm:

Local Update:

It’s quiet and drizzly outside, is warmer than has been in some time.

A walk to the mailbox presented my DMV Registration tags I sent for last October. I was sent an 8 and 1/2 x 11 inch peice of paper to tape onto the car in lieu of the real tags, and an explanation that Oregon ran out of tags to send to those who had re-registered their cars, and, that due to COVID, all of the DMV offices are closed down indefinitely. So, that is good news, I don‘t have to be concerned about the Paper Police telling me I taped the paper in the wrong place, however, they will find some other thing to terrorize me with, that is why the tags showed up.

Electric bill came today, I will be needing to mortgage the house to pay it.

My vision is very poor today, and more than once I felt as though I was going to fall over due to vertigo. There are solid particles in my eyes again, but I have not encountered anyone today to my recollection that could have put the glass dust in my eyes.

That Dietrick trash can has the lid on it now, but the can is still there.

There are unusual lighting conditions all around the area with lighting on the houses in places that I don‘t recall seeing lights on before, since all of that is terror communication, it’s something I try to look at, if only to determine normal from abnormal.

Unusual interior lights at Monroe Offensive Surveillance Travel Trailer at the entry.

At Myers, I can see that yard from where my car is parked. It’s not terrebly unusual to see literally every light in every room at the house all lit up at once for days or weeks in a row. Tonight there is a Half of all of the lights in the house” turned on. Terror SDA will turn on many lights at their homes making illusion that they are there, when reality is that they are out on attack. That condition is done a lot here, so that when take a walk and see that so many lights are on somewhere, I just assume that the people are there, and are not sneaking up behind me with a sword, only to find that there is someone sneaking up behind me with a sword while I am taking a walk to the mail.

A single solitary bright light bulb at Myers that is visible in a window from the road tells me things are abnormal there at Myers.

That green lightbulb at the roadside at Freebergs tells me things are unusual at Freebergs. Had there been a string of wadded up blue lights at the roadside in a bush and on, that would be normal.

There are some very unusual lighting happening on the hillside to the east at the top of the hill. Lots of bright house lights up there, not holiday lights, but looks like internal lights in the windows at places that don‘t normally have any lights on at all. normal would be one bright bulb on at the house with the balcony that is in line with and overlooks Jackpine from there, pretty much all other lighting up in that neighborhood is not usually present.

Dietrick’s has the wrong yellow house light turned on, something is abnormal there.

Clyde Baum’s place is kinda too far to make assessments, but one thing that can be said is that there is “Old normal” that ended about two months ago, and there is “new normal” that started to happen there with lighting habits at night.

It’s still dark at Bell’s 445. There was one interior light on last time I walked down the road last week, I can‘t see it unless I go towards Chartrand’s, so I don‘t have reason to go over there, and it’s too dangerous for a leisure stroll to the big pond on Jess Way were I used to enjoy taking a walk to many years ago, there were some giant size toads in that pond last time I went that far, about fifteen years ago, fun to watch them.

I did not see any holiday lighting with exception of that one string around Myers front door that has been there for some time.

520 were Mystery Pot Grower Lady was at, is not all dark, but is mostly dark, as per usual. There is a light in a room that I can see immediately when I step outside about 500 feet away, it’s always on, been on for more than two years, never turns off. There is a small glowing light on the ground in the driveway there that is unusual, can be seen from the road. 520 is famous for use of small, blue glowing lights, many of them arranged in a pattern in strange places. I have seen those placed on the roof of a storage/utility building there just for a day or two, then they move to somewhere else, or are gone. I counted eleven of them once inside of a black Volvo station wagon that is or was there. The blue glowing lights are the size of a smart phone screen. To see so many in a Volvo was weird, considering that the Volvo has not gone anywhere for about two years. That night was the night when Prince Charles Windsor was on the road with a Royal Guard, and Elizabeth was walking on my driveway when I returned from fighting with the guard, and Charles, about one year ago. Elizabeth’s hat was in my woods after that for some time. I did not want to touch that, toxic big time to have that hat in your hand, bad enough that it was in my woods. I can‘t think of anything that is much more toxic to have than the Queen‘s hat, it’s about as toxic as the head of Harry. That is pretty darn toxic.

That said, no help has come. If helpful people are around, I don‘t see them, none have bothered to speak with me, there have been no incoming telephone calls from any one since Christmas that I answered, and only one other call that I did not answer from that fake doctors at Pain Specialists of Southern Oregon terror cell SAGClubMed and MedDems terror highly offensive murderous bastards, who called and left a message, that I have not retrieved. There has been no email communication, carrier pidgeon, smoke signal, message in a bottle, genie, or note of any kind left somewhere where I might find one. It’s been more than ten years since I had a conversation with anyone other than a store clerk about the cost of groceries and the price of shopping, with exception of a call from fake family every six months or so, interfered by others manipulating the calls with electronics at some remote terror controlled location.

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11:13 pm:

My account is compromised at this time, I am in a competition with someone who is remotely making the account pages go haywire in a number of ways.

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