#instant funk

[omegaremix]

Omega Radio for June 2, 2021, #265.

Johnny Hammond: “Why Can’t We Smile” (ver.)

Funk Fusion Band: “Can You Feel It”

Michael Soward: “Standing On The Top”

Quarteto Em Cy: “Tudo Que Voce Podia Ser”

Ana Mazzotti: “Feel Like Making Love”

Abahambi: “Abahambi”

Asiko Rock Group: “Lagos City”

Creative Funk: “Funk Power”

Lafayette Afro Rock Band: “Hihache”

Gary Byrd: “Soul Travelin’ Pt. 1 (The G.B.E.)“

Jack Wilkins: “Naima”

Taj Mahal: “The Cuckoo”

B.B. King: “Chains N’ Things”

Renee Costy: “Like A Magic Dream”

Jimmy Smith: “My Place In Space”

Donald Byrd & 125th St. NYC: “I Feel Like Loving You Today”

Hysear Don Walker: “Inner Face Rebirth”

Lightmen Plus One, The: “Wench”

Brian Auger’s Oblivion Express: “Future Pilot”

Bernard Ebbinghouse: “Mister Carefree”

Bobby Hutcherson: “Montara”

Steve Khan: “Candles”

Breath Of Life: “Keep In Touch”

Piero Piccioni & Shawn Robinson: “Right Or Wrong”

Arena: “Scrichell Cat”

Grover Washington Jr.: “Moonstreams”

Sonny Fortune: “Come In Out Of The Rain”

Kenji Omura & Kazumi Watanabe & Lee Ritenour: “I Feel Breeze”

Jeff Lorber Fusion Group: “Glisten”

Eddie Henderson: “Beyond Forever”

Stanley Turrentine: “Hope That We Can Be Together Soon”

Barry White: “Playing Your Game, Baby”

Champaign: “I’m On Fire”

Mass Production: “Slow Bump”

Whole Darn Family: “Seven Minutes Of Funk”

Instant Funk: “Never Let It Go Away”

Bonus Omega; crate-digging and sampling. First summer bonus broadcast.

[radiomaxmusic]

Feature LP / Instant Funk - Instant Funk (1979) / 4pm ET / 12-10-24

Instant Funk came out of Trenton, New Jersey consisting of Raymond Earl, drummer Scotty Miller and guitarist Kim Miller. The group was then called The Music Machine, and they were very successful as a back-up band for The Manhattans, Bunny Sigler and also the TNJs. Throughout their careers, Instant Funk would be the back-up band for many stars, including Lou Rawls, Loleatta Holloway, The O’Jays,…

[priokskfm]

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[melchinafan]

SKILL UNLOCKED, KNITTING ABILITY LEVELED UP

So I've been knitting a fair bit as of late, all sorts of shenanigans and funky little things and a thousand fancy plans. Only some stuff finished thus far, but a fair bit of learning new building blocks going on.

And in a fit of pique while trying to get some ridiculously tiny dense pointy picots out of a purlwise cable cast on base, being mad that my normal purling (wrapping the yarn counter-clockwise) made the yarn have to cross SO FAR to get back up to the needle, I just...crossed the yarn up clockwise instead, and it was so much better. Distracted from the picot situation by how well it worked, I wondered why it's not the norm, did a quick search, and...

Found I had accidentally stumbled upon combination knitting? Which (for flat stockinette and the like) involves purling clockwise, and then knitting through the back loop to untwist those stitches. And it has FIXED my purl tension! The left side of my flat stockinette no longer gains a giant, sad loop! (Hell, I think that selvedge might even be neater than the right side now.) And I still don't necessarily like knitting ribbing, or how it looks vs. other, funkier options. But a quick test of normal vs. combination ribs side-by-side? Hot damn, that combo rib looks GOOD.

...Now, to get back to seeing if I can wrangle those picots to do what I want, without resorting to smaller needles...

[reasoningdaily]

Do Your Thing (UNCUT) - Isaac Hayes - HQ

[mafaldaknows]

This gorgeous Prince-inspired song originally written for a Boots Riley project sounds exactly like what being in love with someone feels like 💗✨💗

For hopeless romantics and anyone who loves a beautiful song that makes you feel some kind of way, please give it a listen. Prepare to cry but for the best reasons 🥹💖

[soulmusicsongs]

Instant Groove - The Belles Combo Of Dominica (Instant Groove / Un May Que, 1973)

[xcziel]

i am not kidding BLESS those jeans

if someone is somehow reading my blog and sharing last night's critique of the baggy pants vs choreo precision issue i would just like to say you are doing the work of the gods thank you SO much

[theramenrater]

join me!

[nouvellesdumaquis]

Cyril Amourette sort l'album de jazz Instant Groove chez Black Stamp Music

Cyril Amourette nous offre avec l'album Instant Groove un condensé du meilleur du funk jazz des années 70. Prévu pour le 29 mars 2024, l'album Instant Groove du guitariste de jazz nous propulse droit dans les studios de CTI Records ou Blue Note. Exigence, génie, virtuosité et surtout un plaisir de jouer manifeste font de cet album un essentiel à se procurer de toute urgence via le label Black Stamp Music.

Instant Groove ! Un titre bien trouvé pour un album à l'inspiration incroyable qui réunit les meilleurs musiciens français et internationaux pour un disque rythmé aux vibrations démoniaques.

Cyril Amourette, déjà très renommé en guitariste de session, brille dans ses talents de compositeur et de meneur de cérémonie.

Dansant et ensoleillé, l'album nous emmène dans un voyage dans le temps avec Mathieu Edwards, Mike Clinton, Paul Vernheres, Ralph Lavital, Eric Mula, Mathieu Thave, Jean Vernheres...

Musiciens surdoués unis par leur passion pour le jazz, la soul et le groove pour une session d'enregistrement à l'interplay magique, avec une production vintage de qualité qui saura séduire tous les audiophiles.

Voici le clip de Sydney's Glasses :

[souvenir116]

Q: You asked Lando, what he said when he almost hit the wall, now that you're not allowed to swear, what answer did you get?

Oscar: ✨️ Funked...✨️ was the word. So, no community service for him

his instant smile ☠️😁

[quarterlifekitty]

Not me trawling your blog for as much mute!reader as I possibly can 👀🙏

You are doing the peoples work.

How would she go dealing with Ghost trauma though.

Not to be sappy as hell, but she actually does quite a good job. It may not be the most productive, but she gives him very ample space. He has night terrors, rarely, but sometimes. She distances herself physically until he settles down. She’s almost too cautious about his boundaries. She’s slowly forcing him to become a man of words instead of a beast when he gets in a bad mood. Ironic.

“You have to tell me what would help you, Simon.”

He knows he’s fickle when his hackles are raised. Sometimes he wants to be embraced to the point of immobility, other times he thinks he might die if he felt his skin against someone else’s. She refuses to be forced to guess!

It’s caused some fights before, to be honest. Because he wants someone to understand him enough to basically read his mind— it’s an irrational want, which he can’t fully reconcile with, and it causes him to get depressed and despondent. Truthfully, part of what attracted him to her is this idea he has about the kind of love where no words need to be exchanged. His life has been embroiled in gunfire, screams, actions taken in anger— and it’s caused him to romanticize silence. No one’s being hurt when things are silent.

It’s not instant, but she breaks him out of his funk every time. It’s in the random acts of kindness, baby!!! Little things his observant ass can’t help but take note of. You line up the shoes by the door so your runners are right next to each other. Doing his least favorite chore. Leaving a piece of candy on his pillow when you know he’s going to come home exhausted. Tv guides left out with the stupid B movies he likes circled in marker. Things that make it impossible to ignore that he’s not alone in the world, and that he takes up precious real estate in someone else’s mind. That he isn’t actually a ghost. And it makes him cry.

[kylestfs]

A Second Chance

Jack stood outside the building of ChangeMotors. At 50 years old, he very rightfully felt out of place against the modern, minimalist design of the pristine car dealership.

He hesitated at the door before stepping inside. The showroom floor very well lit with chrome accents catching his eye. Rows of luxury cars lined the space, each one as polished as the other. The smell of leather and new paint filled his senses as he became a bit overwhelmed by the whole environment surrounding him.

At the far end of the showroom, a man stood waiting. Tall and commanding, the CEO was dressed in a sharp black suit, exuding authority but friendliness at the same time, he appeared to be very young to own such a place, barely above 30.

Jack approached, looking at the CEO up and down, his eyes catching on the very obscene bulge almost breaking through his chinos.

 ”Welcome, Jack" Sterling, the CEO, said smoothly, gesturing toward his office. “Have a seat.”

Jack sat, looking at sterling leaning back in his chair. “So, you’re looking for a job here?”

“Yes, sir,” Jack replied, his voice steady but very obviously uncertain. “I’ve worked in sales before. I’m sure I could—”

Sterling interrupted with a faint smile. “Jack, this is a high-performing dealership. We demand excellence—sharp minds, energetic bodies, and… the right image. Let’s see if you fit, alright ?”

Before Jack could respond, sterlings voice dropped into a smooth, rhythmic cadence. “Let’s make sure you’re exactly what this dealership needs, shall we?”

“We need someone young, vibrant,” Sterling murmured. “Start with your feet, Jack. Strong, quick, and… appealing.”

Jack gasped confusingly as a tingling sensation washed over his feet. He looked down to see his shoes tightening. His feet shrank slightly, the toes becoming narrower and more defined. The clean, soft smell completely faded, leaving room for a strong, unpleasant young foot funk. His once-calloused soles smoothed out, the skin aged taking on a youthful look.

Jack felt confused, but his thoughts were so clouded and interrupted that he barely questioned the first change.

“Good,” Sterling continued, his voice hypnotic and slow, almost dull. “An employee should be tall and also presentable. Stand up straight for me, jack.”

A sudden warmth spread through Jack’s legs, starting from his thighs and working downward. His once-thick legs, shaped by years of inactivity, began to slim, and while the excess fat melted away, lean and wiry muscle began to form, while his thighs became slim yet strong, perfectly proportional and skinny.

“Of course, confidence starts in the butt” Sterling said with a sly grin.

The warmth in Jack’s spine surged downward, drooling in his hips and ass. His once-flat backside pushed outward, rounding into two perfectly proportioned little globes, full, noticeable and very soft. His slacks stretched tight against his newly sculpted butt, accentuating the curve.

Sterling’s eyes blinked mischievously. “Oh, and i believe you should stay concentrated and not have anything distracting you. After all, we can’t have anything pulling your focus away from your work, can we?”

The confident weight he had grown accustomed to just moments ago started to fade. Slowly but surely, his dick began to retract. The tight bulge that had once filled his slacks diminished, leaving the fabric smooth and far less pronounced. His once above-average size now dwindled to below average, settling at a modest 3.9 inches when erect and barely noticeable otherwise. His balls also shrunk and scrunched up, making his new, small package complete.

Sterling nodded approvingly. “Good, good. Now, let’s work on that core.”

A tightening sensation spread across Jack’s torso. His bloated belly flattened as if years of poor eating habits were being undone in an instant. His chest, once sagging and soft, firmed up—but instead of bulky muscle, his pecs took on a slim, athletic shape. His arms followed suit, slimming down but revealing lean muscle, with just enough definition to suggest strength without bulk.

The warmth spread to Jack’s face. He reached up instinctively, feeling his sagging jowls tighten. The wrinkles around his mouth and eyes smoothed out, replaced by youthful skin. His jawline sharpened, becoming more angular and defined. His cheekbones rose slightly, giving him a handsome but approachable look.

Even his hair transformed. The graying strands darkened, thickened, and styled themselves into a neat, trendy cut that looked effortless but carefully maintained.

The final wave of warmth swept over Jack’s head. His thoughts grew lighter, less burdened by years of experience. The weight of his responsibilities and the wisdom of his age evaporated, replaced by a playful, carefree outlook.

He smiled, a flirty glint in his eye as his personality adjusted to match his body. He felt energetic, eager to please, and just a little careless—a young man with nothing to worry about but his next task.

Sterling’s voice took on a commanding tone. “Forget insecurity, forget hesitation. You are bold. You are the kind of man who walks into a room and owns it. Confidence is your default setting.”

Jack’s shoulders straightened as the words sank in. He felt a surge of unearned self-assurance coursing through him. The man who had walked in, nervous and uncertain, faded away. His grin widened, cocky and self-satisfied.

Sterling smirked. “There we go. Confidence. Now you believe every woman wants you, every man envies you. It’s who you are.”

Jack—no, Ayden—laughed. “Yeah, that’s me, boss. No question about it.” His voice had gained a playful arrogance, his posture brimming with swagger.

Sterling’s eyes gleamed. “A man like you should have no confusion about who you are or what you want. You’re as straight as they come, fully focused on women. That’s all you think about now. All you need.”

Ayden’s mind buzzed as the suggestion took hold. Any lingering thoughts or flexibility in his preferences dissolved, replaced by a single-minded attraction to women. His gaze grew more flirtatious, his thoughts simpler and entirely physical.

He smirked. “Yeah, women are the only thing worth thinking about, huh? I mean, who wouldn’t want me?”

Sterling nodded approvingly. “Exactly. Keep that focus. You’ve got no time for anything else.”

The CEO’s tone shifted again, low and entrancing. “A sharp mind isn’t necessary for your new role. You don’t need to overthink or complicate things. You’re young, carefree, and simple—just go with the flow. You’ll have fewer worries, fewer thoughts weighing you down.”

Ayden’s face dulled for a moment before smoothing out. The previous issues of his adult life—the anxieties, the knowledge vanished like smoke. His thoughts became lighter, simpler, and significantly dumber.

“Yeah, thinking too much sucks anyway,” Ayden said, laughing. “Just tell me what to do, boss. I’m ready for anything.”

Sterling leaned back, satisfied. “Perfect. You’re confident, focused, and free of anything unnecessary. Just the way I like my interns.”

As Jack—now Ayden—basked in his newfound confidence, Sterling’s smile turned sly. “But you’re not quite done yet. Let’s add a little extra"

Ayden frowned slightly, confused. A tingling warmth spread over his skin, starting from his arms and chest, and his features sharpened slightly, taking on a more distinctly Mexican aesthetic, his mind flooding with the time he spent in Mexico when he was younger"

Sterling sniffed the air, chuckling softly. “Ah, there it is. That spice. That’s your new signature"

Jack’s armpits tingled as the change swept through them. The subtle clean scent of an older man was replaced by a sharper smell, one that carried a faint hint of Mexican spices, heat, and sweat. It wasn’t overpowering, but it lingered in the air—an unmistakable signature of a 20 year old boy who wasn’t overly concerned with deodorant or showering for thzt matter.

Ayden caught the faint aroma wafting around him. It was spicier now, heavier, like a mix of sweat and something almost smoky. His cheeks flushed, but the scent didn’t bother him—it felt natural, right.

Jack blinked as his stomach churned unexpectedly. A warmth bubbled deep within his gut, spreading outward. At first, it felt like indigestion, but it quickly intensified into a constant, almost pleasant pressure. He doubled over slightly, confused.

“Don’t worry,” Sterling said with a smirk. “This is all part of the process. Let me explain.”

A low rumble escaped Jack’s abdomen, followed by a sharp burst of air. The sound echoed awkwardly in the small office, and the smell hit seconds later—a pungent, almost eye-watering combination of sulfur and spice. Jack’s eyes widened in horror, but Sterling only laughed.

“That,” Sterling said, “is your new weapon.”

Jack couldn’t believe it, but the gurgling in his stomach continued. His body felt lighter, freer, but the pressure wouldn’t go away. Another loud burst escaped him, this one even worse than the first. The smell was overwhelming, like scorched peppers and raw onions left to rot in the sun, but Auden strangely began to like the sensation of the steaming hot foul air escaping his hairy, smelly anus, each smelly burst resulting in a masculine moan.

Sterling leaned forward, his grin widening. “This isn’t just some embarrassing side effect. This is power. Those farts? They’re all urs now. It’s constant, uncontrollable, and unforgettable. The smell alone will dominate anyone in the room. It’s raw, primal, and impossible to ignore.”

Jack tried to protest, but another burst erupted, filling the room with an even thicker haze. The spicy, steamy scent seemed to cling to the air, and Sterling waved his hand through it with a satisfied smirk.

“Women won’t stand a chance,” Sterling continued. “That scent? It’ll overwhelm them, distract them, leave them dazed. It’s not just gas—it’s influence. Confidence. Dominance."

Jack—no, Ayden—felt the pressure in his gut settle into a constant churn. He could feel the gas building, ready to escape at any moment. It was embarrassing, humiliating even, but at the same time, he felt an odd sense of power. The scent, the sound—it commanded attention, demanded respect.

Sterling’s voice softened, almost playful. “And don’t worry about control. Let it out. Let it all out. It’s who you are now—a bold, gassy, confident young man with the power to dominate any room.”

"Welcome to ChangeMotors, Ayden".

Ayden grinned, exuding cocky charm. He was now exactly what Sterling wanted—a confident, straight, carefree young man ready to take on the world with little more than swagger and good looks, while flexing inside the dealerships brand new cars and spreading his foul farts inside of them.

[idontmindifuforgetme]

You are so productive and living your best life I admire it so much! I don't understand how you do it... do you have any advice for forcing yourself to do the things you know are good for you even when you are feeling sad and not up to it? Have a lovely day ❣️❣️❣️

Plan your day hour by hour. This actually revolutionized my life. Plan when you’ll wake up, plan what you’ll do every hour of the day, and make it as realistic as possible to stick to your goals. Start with simple things and gradually ramp it up. Don’t overwhelm your day with 60 different goals. I’d pair one passive goal (be on your phone less, for example) with one active goal (study more, take more walks, read more) and go from there. It’s better to start small and be consistent than to start big and quit one day in.

Lower the resistance necessary to accomplish tasks. If you have somewhere to be early tomorrow, plan your outfit the night before. If you have studying to do, have your textbooks/notebooks/notes on your desk by the time you wake up. If you have an overwhelming task, break it into smaller subtasks and focus on them one at a time. If you don’t want to be on your phone in the morning, charge it somewhere you won’t be able to see the moment you open your eyes. I’m trying to overcome the phone issue right now, so instead of setting an alarm on my phone I just bought a digital alarm clock bc I know I’m way less likely to get on my phone that way. I’m lowering the effort needed to actually get started on a task.

Have motivational things handy for when you’re down!! I’m a highly visual person, so it actually really helps me to make moodboards. I have moodboards for things I wanna accomplish, moodboards for things I’ve already accomplished, a Pinterest board for affirmations etc etc. I have a list on my notes app for all the reasons why it’s important to me to accomplish my goals. I have another notes app page dedicated to pasting all the motivational quotes that help me whenever I’m in a funk. You could even print them and hang them up on your wall if you want. In times where instant gratification overshadows getting things done, make it very accessible to remember why they’re important to you to begin with.

Romanticize your tasks. I make silly to-do lists, I make sure I’m always in cute outfits when I’m running errands, I put on perfume and mascara and lip gloss even if I’m literally all on my own in my bedroom about to do a 3 hour study session. I love getting manicures bc there’s nothing more satisfying than studying with pretty dark red fall nails. This may sound extra but I go through my notes pretending I’m Elle Woods or something bc it makes it so much fun. A huge part of why I’m consistent with going to the gym is bc I buy pretty workout fits that just make me feel good. I wear lingerie under my clothes wherever I am bc it makes me feel like a bad bitch even if no one sees it. I don’t start a task with the thought in mind that I want to get it done already—I try to make the act of doing it in and of itself as engaging as possible.

To piggyback off that point, switch your environment if your current one isn’t serving you. Don’t just default to quitting if one approach isn’t working. If studying in your bedroom isn’t doing it, go to the nearest coffee shop. If the coffee shop isn’t working, do the library. Study indoors. Study outdoors. Study in nature. Hell study at a beach if you want to. It doesn’t matter where you are if you’re getting things done. Exhaust all your alternatives before calling it quits.

Set firm boundaries with yourself. This is so big. Self-care is absolutely treating yourself, but it’s also being your own parent and disciplining yourself if you feel like you’re not putting your all into something. In a world where it’s very easy to go “just a few more minutes on my phone” “I’ll do it tomorrow” “I can skip working out today” it’s really important to be able to parent yourself and exercise some tough love and do some things even if you don’t feel like you want to. I really struggle with this as a gen z girl bc this is THE era of instant gratification. But my goals are just more important to me than momentary comfort.

No zero days. Just bc you’re not being your 100% on one day doesn’t mean you should just lie down and do nothing. Being at 50% performance is better than being at 0%. I try to make sure I get some light tasks done on days where I don’t feel like going all in. It helps me not feel like I’ve just derailed my whole life, which consequently helps me move on from my ruts faster.

Look ahead. Can not emphasize this enough. Death motivates me like nothing else. You do not have an infinite time on this earth. You don’t want to be at the same place you’ve been at a year from now. Resist the “I’ll do it tomorrow” mentality as much as possible. Change happens in small increments & there’s no better time for it than the present. What may seem like little things you can skip out on now can quickly snowball into the very things that are preventing you from being where you want to be.

Acknowledge your limits. Someone with two full-time jobs and school should not be comparing themself to the progress of someone with one part-time job and like nothing else. I’m currently studying full-time and also trying to maintain a consistent workout routine, so I don’t expect myself to recreationally read more than 30 minutes a day, even if ideally I’d like that time to be way higher. I know it’s pointless to compare myself to someone who reads 70 books a month but has much less workload than I do. Comparison is inherently flawed bc no one else has been the dealt the cards you’ve been dealt. Tailor your schedule to your own unique situation. Make a list of your priorities and assign them to your hours accordingly.

Listen to your needs!! Mental health is the most important thing. You need to be in tune with yourself to know when you could be pushing yourself a little harder, and when it’s necessary to give yourself time off. If I’m in an actual burnout, I go out with friends. I go see a movie. I give myself the grace of being human and step back for a little bit. It’s completely okay to have those days, and acknowledging them helps you recover quicker. Take care of yourself <3

[leodanbrock]

DAFT PUNK The sound of tomorrow, the music of today! INFINITY REPEATING dir. Warren Fu (2023) INSTANT CRUSH dir. Warren Fu (2013) DAFT PUNK for VOGUE NYC by Craig McDean (2013) ALIVE (2007) — O2 Wireless by Remastered Memories TRON: Legacy (2010) dir. Joseph Kosinski INTERSTELLA 5555 (2003) dir. Kazuhisa Takenouchi TECHNOLOGIC dir. Daft Punk (2005) AROUND THE WORLD dir. Michael Gondry (1997) DA FUNK dir. Spike Jonze (1997) ELECTROMA dir. Daft Punk (2007) credits: lyrics by @danesdehaan profile by @miwtual [in/sp]

[misaerabl]

How do we feel about ellie x reader fic inspired by chappell's "The Giver"

I WROTE IT GUYS IF U WANT TO READ IT IT'S HERE : She Gets The Job Done

Imagine the reader—a tough, down-to-earth daughter of a farmer, a little jaded by her recent breakup. She’s sulking at a town gathering, maybe helping her family but clearly in a sour mood, trying to avoid talking to people who pity her or ask too many questions. Ellie, living a few farms over, has had her eye on the reader for a while but never found the right moment.

When Ellie spots the reader alone, she seizes the moment with a teasing comment or a sly joke, aimed at breaking through her sulking mood. There’s an instant spark—Ellie’s easy charm and sharp wit start to chip away at the reader’s funk. As the gathering goes on, they find themselves drifting off together, sneaking away to a quiet corner where they can really "talk". Ellie keeps the reader on her toes, maybe even teaching her something unexpected (wink wink) , proving in her own way that she’s more than capable and fully lives up to “I get the job done”.