#jazz lick

[thomasberglund9]

Two guitar lines to the jazz standard ”Have you met miss Jones”.

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[infinitemonkeytheory]

The English language, everyone

[olivegardenfurryaccount]

Finding non jazz music with the lick in it just to show it to a musician and see their face shift from enjoyment to fear, disgust and grief in the space of a second

[spilladabalia]

Dan Hicks and his Hot Licks on Flip Wilson

Milk Shakin' Mama

[jas-elmaincra]

ITS A CRIME THAT THERES ONLY 2 POSTS ABOUT THE MARIO KART LICK

WHAT KILLED THE FUN IN YOU?

I implore you, bring into Tumblr the new jazz wave because there no posts about the vgm songbook, no (almost) no posts about the 8bitbigband and there are no jazz memes!

everyone, call your jazz cats and tell them to spread onto Tumblr.

[conshirtoe]

It’s so funny to me how Eddie Jobson managed to put The Lick into Turn It Over

[tylomusic18]

30 Minute Jam at College 🎵

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[thomasberglund9]

Quick lesson no 61 - Scales - Dominant pentatonic scale to the C7 chord

I show and discuss the dominant pentatonic scale to the C7 chord in this lesson. It´s a very useful scale to modal playing on the dominant chord (7th chord).

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[alohapromisesforever]

Looking Back On Quincy U

Looking Back on Quincy Uby Michael DoyleMentor and teacherTo rocker and preacherWith a deepness of eyesThat made it easy to realizeRather rock or jazzHis licks and hooks had pizzazzCreating hits like a grand slamQuincy's life was the master jamMusic is musicUntil you lose controlIt is two parts rhythm And heartful of soulIf you want to make a hitLeave your ego at the doorYou have to sign up at…

[jazzharmonyoasis]

The Enchanting Soul of Gypsy Jazz Music | Gypsy Licks & Jazz Harmony Oasis

[guitarguitarworld]

"Lotus Feet" Shakti Scale Solo Concepts

CLICK SUBSCRIBE! Please watch video above for in depth analysis: Hi Guys, Today, a quick look at exploiting the Em scale for John McLaughlin’s and Shakti’s composition “Lotus Feet”. The key to making a solo sound interesting is to highlight the prominent notes of the scale: In this case it is the semitones F# G and B and C. Here are the semitones ascending: Here they are descending: Also,…

[spilladabalia]

Dan Hicks & his Hot Licks 1972

By Hook Or By Crook - Shorty Falls In Love

[phantomwithbreakfast]

~ Scarred For Half A Life ~

DP Phan Fic.

[“You want to see a danger? You should see me in a crown.”]

So uh—this is a scene I have in mind for my story. Because of the song, yes!

I mean, I already wrote it down, to add later on into the story! And I was really enthusiastic about it, so I drew Danny with a crown. An ugly crown (because it’s made out of paper). [sketch lurking at the bottom]

If you want you can read and follow it! But—BEWARE!

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Genre: Angst / Hurt And Comfort (and a little Horror)

AU — OOC

Trigger Warning: Emotional Distress — Violence — Graphic Content

Rating: M

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Summary:

Danny had been captured by the GiW once again, or so he thinks. Leaving him feeling utterly helpless—vulnerable. There was nothing he could do. What will happen to him? And why again? (Summary might change as the story goes on)

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So, this is a piece of that potential chapter:

“Wait! Don’t move. I want to take a picture!” Jazz exclaimed, her voice brimming with excitement as she reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone.

Danny groaned, rolling his eyes. “Seriously? A picture? What are you, my dad?”

Jazz ignored his protest, already angling the camera toward him. “Come on, Danny, it’s your birthday. Let me have this.”

He sighed, slouching slightly. “Fine, but make it quick. And don’t expect me to smile like an idiot.”

Jazz smirked. “Oh, don’t worry. You’re already an idiot. The crown just completes the look.”

Danny couldn’t help the small grin tugging at his lips as she snapped the photo, capturing him sitting there with the gold paper crown tilted slightly on his head, a mixture of amusement and irritation in his glowing green eyes.

“There,” Jazz said triumphantly, glancing at the picture on her phone. “Perfect. I’m definitely keeping this one.”

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And a piece of the scene with the song in my head that plays in the background:

“Phantom,” she said icily, her voice like a blade. “You’re not my son. You’re a danger. I was merciful letting you stay this long.”

That was it. That was the final crack that shattered the fragile restraint Danny had been holding onto. His aura flared violently, glowing with an intense, cold light that filled the room, making the shadows dance erratically on the walls.

“You wanna see a danger?” Danny growled, his voice dropping into something almost inhuman, vibrating with power as his feet lifted off the ground. His white hair swirled beneath the gold paper crown, caught in an invisible wind as the room seemed to grow colder by the second.

Danny’s arms hung by his sides, his fists clenching tightly. A brilliant green energy began to materialize, steam curling off his fingers like fire, licking up his forearms in tendrils of raw power.

“You should see me in a crown.”

A burst of cold ectoplasmic energy erupted from Danny’s palms, shooting straight toward Maddie with icy precision. She dove to the side, flipping the table over in one swift motion to shield herself. Plates shattered, the pancakes splattered across the walls, and the dining room filled with a deafening roar of energy.

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As for my own commentary about my DP drawing…

I hate drawing hands, and I don’t like to draw shoes. Maybe because I just can’t!! I’m not good at drawing mouths either, or I was just having a bad day at drawing. And we are definitely not going to talk about the nose. I have zero idea what went wrong with coloring/painting, and I couldn’t fix it at that moment. Maybe I was hurrying it, don’t care. I wanted it out of my head! And I really wanted to share this, because I like it for once, something of my own. As for the style, still searching my own, trying things out, so at the moment, I have no idea what I’m doing. Might redo it later.

[tylomusic18]

Warming up with some Charlie Parker

Tune: 'No Problem'

[ive-been-timebombed]

Oneshot

Request by @purplereaderfans

Prompt by @satoshy12

DPXDC

Aged down Danny beating Tim in college..

“Okay Danny, remind me of the rules again” Jazz looked to the kid in her arms, the kid was eating a bright green popsicle. Like the kid wasn’t a toddler and wouldn’t get sticky.

“Uh.. rule one! Don’t be loud! And if I have questions raise my hand.” Danny struggled to hold up one finger but when he managed he held it up his popsicle in his other hand.

“Rule two! Don’t interrupt with stupid things. Like puns or fart jokes!” Danny pulled his hand down again and stared at his hand till he got two fingers held up then which a looked at Jazz with a grin

“Then rule three! If I need the bathroom or food ask you,” Danny held up his thumb this time making three fingers being held up.

“Lastly! Don’t wonder off! Like momma and Daddy!” Danny put his hand down and put the popsicle in his mouth hurriedly licking up the melted popsicle off his hand.

“You forgot one Danny, Rule five dont Fenton the others here. You know what that means right?” Jazz asked bending down and opening the backpack she had packed it was basically a diaper bag. It held wipes, emergency ectoplasm, change of clothes, the Fenton Thermos, and many other things Jazz had knew they would need. Jazz had dug around in the bag and pulled out the wipes ready to clean Danny up when he finished the popsicle in record time.

“Yeah! It means.. be respectful of others bubble’s and no ghost things! Also don’t tell other people of things I shouldn’t know about them but I do know-“ Danny licked off the last bit of the ectopop enjoying the melting ecto in his mouth. He then gave a short scream as Jazz attacked him with the cold wipe. Cleaning off the ecto off his face and hands. She took the popsicle stick and wrapped the wipe around it and put it in the diaper bag.

“That’s right, now I know you’re not as old as you used to. And I don’t know your mental age right now. But I promise you won’t get in trouble if you do have an accident or something you would describe as childish.” Jazz stood up picking up the backpack in her hand and putting one strap over her arm and walked out of the stall. Where she was hiding when she noticed Danny looked dizzy and a bit pale. She guess it was the old ectoplasm in the air that he was absorbing. She guessed right and when Danny ate the emergency Ectopops he went right by back to normal.

She sat Danny in the bathroom sink and put the bag to the other side of him. Her body was in front of him so he couldn’t fall off the counter. As she washed her hands getting rid of her own stickiness Danny had put on her. Then she put the bag on both her shoulders and picked Danny up resting him on her hip Danny arm wrapping around her forearm instantly.

Danny was looking around as all babies did as Jazz walked out the bathroom pulling out her phone to look at her schedule.

“Okay, first is introductory psychology. Which in in building F.” Jazz mumbled to herself looking up and putting her phone back in her pocket and started to walk through the dorms.

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“Danny, you remember what happened last time you chewed on a pen?” Jazz asked looking over at her brother who was sitting in the seat next to herself. The chair was pulled closer and a random assortment of things were on the table in front of him.

“It explodes in my mouth..” Danny frowned taking the pen out his mouth. The pen had many teeth marks.

‘Well that explains the blue mouth of the kid..’ Tim thought to himself he was two chairs back a bit higher than the two siblings. He had started to wonder about the stained blue mouth and the blue marks on his hands and around his mouth. Even the kids teeth were stained blue.

Tim was in introductory Psychology as his minor. He needed to know more about what was going on in peoples head. It would help with many things.. even learn some tricks he could use on his siblings maybe? He was majoring in astronomy weirdly. Tim knows just about anything on Earth but when it came to the stars he was admittedly lacking.

He was curious about the kid when he overheard the kids sister suggested to the kid about asking the astronomy professor if he could sit in during a class as the kid was incredibly bored in the psychology classes. Danny, names were also learned from his eavesdropping, looked at his sister like she hung the stars which Tim didn’t doubt that to him, she did.

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Oh. My. Clockwork. Jazzy has the best ideas! And Profess Brunn is so nice! She says I can sit in on a lesson and if I’m good I can do it again! Jazzy just dropped me off at the classroom and gave me to Profess she sat me down in the front row so she can keep in eye on me. I asked if I could ask and answer questions and she said yes!

“All right guys! Since we just came back from break we’re gonna be getting back into it with our last lesson! I’m gonna do a review on last lesson and then hand out a paper. It will be worth a grade so please actually try” Professor Brunn started the class with energy most of the class didn’t have.

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Who the hell is this kid?!

Tim stared at the laptop with a blank face. He was in the front of the class staring at the paper taped to the board. Usually he wouldn’t bother but that kid, Danny, finished quickly and even asked if there was more. The professor sent out the five best grades to encourage or something. Usually Tim was first.. but he wasn’t this time.

Or the next. Or even the next before that.

It was fine because it was just the one class for almost a week. Then that kids name just started to show up more and more on each list. Till on every class Tim took it was Danny Fenton first and Timothy Drake second. Jasmine Fenton third usually second before Danny appeared.

Tim was genuinely questioning if he was mind controlled. Did he get a concussion and not notice? Did he have a chip in his brain that made him stupider? Was he losing his mind? Did he need to start sleeping more regularly.? Did he need to cut down his caffeine intake? He only drank a few coffees a day.. not including the energy drinks. But- but. What’s happening to him?!

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“What’s going on with Drake?” Damian scowled as he looked over to Grayson next to him. He was standing behind Drake with Grayson after he had been called to pick up Drake after he had picked up Damian from school. Damian followed his brother’s gaze to Professor Smith, the engineering professor, who was at his desk looked at them with amusement.

“He was second place in the scoring this week, he’s been staring at the paper for maybe half an hour after class ended” Professor Smith told the brothers

“So?” Dick shrugged looking back to his brother putting a hand on Tim’s shoulder which snapped the other out of his despair, “It wouldn’t be the first time,”

“Yeah, but this time it’s been multiple weeks and to the same kid. A four year old to be exact” Professor Smith added before looking to door as someone knocked and it was opened

“Sorry, Danny here forgot his notebook in here” Jazz held open the door for her little brother to slip in and run to a table that had a black notebook with stars draw on it. Jazz held her hand out for Danny to take it as he came back. Danny turned and waved to the Professor as the door shut after them

“Danny, the child genius, has beaten Timothy here.. five weeks in a row now in this class. But Danny only came to the campus after Christmas break. But I’m guessing the number will only continue to grow,” Professor Smith continued as he watched the door shut and the two other wall away through the door window.

Tim, who just watched his new four year old nemesis wave bye to him, had a twitching eye. It also didn’t help with the demon laughing at him and Dick holding in his own laughter..

[nottsangel]

I want brothers bsf! Theo to catch me sneaking out of the house to go to a party, slutty outfit on and all that jazz, and he just blackmails me into having sex so he won't tell my brother the truth

“where do you think you’re going in that outfit?” a low, menacing voice suddenly coming from behind startles you, your heart racing wildly in your chest as your muscles tense up. dickhead. you let out a frustrated sigh at the familiar voice, not in the mood for yet another pointless argument. as you slowly turn around on your heel, you find him leaning casually against the wall, a sly grin plastered on his smug face, evidently overjoyed to have caught you trying to sneak out of the house.

“none of your fucking business.” you hiss through gritted teeth, glaring at him with a exasperated look on your face as you cross your arms, chin held high. he gazes back at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes, clearly impressed by your boldness, his brows raised and a sly grin spreads across his face.

unexpectedly, he slowly begins to strut towards you, each step he takes making your heart pound faster as you feel your entire body tense at his tall, imposing figure. when he stands merely inches away from you, he leans in slightly, his face right next to yours and his hot breath grazing your goosebump covered-skin and sending shivers down your spine as you unconsciously fidget with your clammy hands.

“yeah? i don’t think your brother is gonna like seeing you dressed like a fucking hooker, huh?” he taunts, whispering right into your ear, causing your breath to hitch as your eyes widen in shock— knowing him, he will snitch and relish every second of it. anger surges through you as your fists clench into tight balls and your jaw clenches, “don’t you fucking dare tell him, theo. can you just not be such a fucking asshole for once and let me go?” he lets out a condescending chuckle seeing you get all worked up, clearly enjoying getting under your skin and never growing tired of it.

he doesn’t even bother to respond as he licks his lips and he hungrily scans you from head to toe, his piercing eyes lingering on your barely covered tits spilling out of your tiny tube top. his head tilts slightly as he stares hungrily at you with a lopsided grin. you uncomfortably pull your top up at his burning eyes, casting him a disgusted glance before your own eyes are irresistibly drawn to his crotch, your frowned eyes turning wide instantly and your jaw gradually dropping.

“do you— do you have a fucking boner right now, nott?” you feel your cheeks heat up the instant you blurt out the words, unable to meet his gaze out of sheer embarrassment. to your surprise, he simply shrugs nonchalantly, the cocky smirk never wavering from his face as he’s so fucking close to you— one step and his lips are pressed against yours. “can you blame me? you’re just so… so… fucking hot when you’re angry, bella.”

you shake your head and roll your eyes disapprovingly as you let out a chuckle in disbelief, lips pressed tightly together, trying to ignore the obvious boner in his tight pants but almost unable to as feel your core throb at the sight. you laugh awkwardly, feeling tense as you uncomfortably scratch the back of your head. “look. just, please don’t tell my brother okay? i’ll do anything you want, i promise” theo’s ears perk up at the last sentence, one brow raised and an evil grin spreading across his face. his eyes look away briefly, as if deep in thoughts, before they land on your lips while biting his own.

“anything, you say?” you nod eagerly, only caring about your brother not finding out, willing to go to great lengths at this point. “yes, anything.” he nods approvingly before his firm hand drifts to your exposed waist, making you shiver at his sudden touch. “so… how about you help me out, huh?” he growls in a deep, rumbling voice, gesturing to his painfully hard boner. you to gulp at the thought when realising what he’s hinting at, yet you nod hesitantly, gazing up at him with knitted brows as you remain frozen in place, his warm touch on your cold, bare skin making it difficult to think clearly.

“uhm— yeah, alright... okay… yeah, let’s do it then. but, uh— we gotta be quick, okay?” his other hand finds its way to the back of your head, forcefully pulling you as close to him as possible as you can feel his hard erection pressing against your bare stomach— just from the touch you can tell he’s huge. “mmm. that’s a good girl. i promise i’ll make it worth it, piccola. you’re not gonna want anyone else ever again, yeah? gonna fuck you so good.”

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reminder: reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated. ty! ♡