#jimmy jazz

[mistwalker-official]

Mistwalker / Twin Banshee Tour complete!

⛓️🖤⚔️🖤⛓️

Stoked to have spent the past four days on the road with these wonderful people, including my bandmates in Mistwalker and the awesome people in Twin Banshee.

A huge thank you goes out to everyone who came out to our shows in Ottawa, Hamilton, Guelph, and Toronto, and to the Dominion Tavern, Vertagogo, Jimmy Jazz, and Houndstooth for hosting us!

Thanks also to Unsucked, Nasu, and Nepenthe for joining us on stage and to Jocelyn, and all the wonderful folks at the Class HQ for letting us crash at your places!

A huge thanks also to Sewer Pool Productions, Fvck You Too Productions, World Eaters, and Chris Verge for their help in booking and promoting this run of shows.

Also a special shoutout to Chris Verge for pulling double duty with both bands, doing nine sets in four days, and driving us across the province.

Until next time, Ontario. 🤘

[julio-viernes]

The Motors publicaron tres LPs bastante buenos y distintos entre sí entre 1977 y 1980. "Airport" fue uno de los singles de su segundo álbum "Approved By The Motors", una fantástica combinación de Ultravox y Beatles. Sólo que en 1978 no existía Ultravox, existía Ultravox!, grupo liderado por John Foxx. Me pregunto si Midge Ure al entrar en Ultravox! y dejarlo sin exclamación escucharía "Airport" ese año (seguro que sí, UK nº4), y si le sirvió de algún modo de inspiración para desarrollar el inminente sonido Ultravox que les catapultaría al estrellato ("Vienna", "The Voice", etc...). "Airport" se adelantó a todo el sonido ochentero de tecnopops- niurromantiks en Reino Unido. Siempre digo que John Lydon odiaba el pub rock - y de ahí venían Nick Garvey y Andy McMaster, de los ritmoybluseros Ducks Deluxe- pero intuyo que lo de Motors (grupo todavía catalogado como "pub rock") más nuevo y creativo, puede que no le pareciese tan mal. Jimmy Jazz subía el otro día "Airport" a la red social y pensé: "Vaya... los Motors... que buenos y poco reconocidos", y por eso se lo casco aquí a todos vds.

[harrison-abbott]

The bass playing on this track.

[spilladabalia]

The Clash - Jimmy Jazz - 3/8/1980 - Capitol Theatre (Official)

[stylized-corpse]

Nepenthe @ Jimmy Jazz - 11/16/2024

[entilovesthings]

I like to think that Jazz gets along really well with the other members of the NU team, i mean, how can you not love her???

[modaonlinemagazalari]

https://www.modaonlinemagazalari.com/moda-markas/jimmy-jazz/

Jimmy Jazz

[slutpoppers]

Shinichi Kudo

Meitantei Conan (1996)

[archivist-crow]

Miles Davis - Kind of Blue (1959)

Sixty-five years ago today, on August 17, 1959, Kind of Blue, the legendary album by the Miles Davis Sextet, was released. Featuring an all-star lineup of Davis, Julian “Cannonball” Adderley, John Coltrane, Bill Evans, Paul Chambers, Jimmy Cobb, and Wynton Kelly on one track, the album is considered Davis’ masterpiece, the greatest jazz album ever recorded, and one of the best albums of all time. In addition, it is certainly also one of the most popular and influential jazz albums of all time, with its legacy extending well beyond the confines of jazz. Timeless and perfect, Kind of Blue is, as one reviewer put it, a “defining moment of twentieth century music”.

[fear-is-truth]

ride — jimmy darling x f!reader

𝜗𝜚 requested by @jazz-berry

content warning — nsfw, mdni. unprotected p in v

THE SUMMER NIGHT WAS ALIVE with the sounds of chirping crickets, the air warm, heavy with the scent of grass and earth. the crowds had mostly dispersed, leaving the campsite quiet, with only the distant sounds of the last few stragglers lingering in the air. you made your way through the tall grass, its tips ticking against your knees.

then, you spotted him, broad shoulders slightly slumped as he walked with his cap shoved low just above his eyes. his gait was slow, tired — a long day of performing weighing on him. still, he looked beautiful, the moonlight catching on the sharp angles of his face, softening them. a smile spread across your face as you hurried forward, heart fluttering in anticipation.

“jimmy,” you called out, reaching out to grab his hand.

he stopped in his tracks and turned to you, the tired expression instantly melting into a big smile — dimples on each side of his cheeks, his exhaustion momentarily forgotten.

“hey dollface, whatcha’ doing out here?” the corners of his eyes crinkling as he looked at you.

you didn’t answer right away, just grinned and took his hand in yours. “come on,” you insisted, tugging him along.

tall grass rustled as you led him away from his caravan, your steps light despite the uneven ground. you didn’t tell him where you were going, but he didn’t ask, trusting you entirely. the carousel stood like a forgotten dream in the middle of the empty grounds, its frame weathered but still holding onto its magic. it was a place you’d both passed by countless times, a relic of a world that felt far away from your own. tonight, it felt like it belonged to you.

a slow smile spread across jimmy’s face as he caught on. his grip on your hand tightened briefly before he let go, his confidence returning as he strode toward the booth. you watched as he flipped a few switches and pushed a lever; in an instant, the carousel roared to life.

the lights flickered on, twinkling like stars against the dark sky. the sound of crickets died down as you approached, their song being drowned out by the whimsical music that drifted from the old ride. the colors painted on the carousel’s horses shone like stained glass under the glow, their worn surfaces holding onto the remnants of childhood wonder. jimmy turned to you, his hand extended in an exaggerated flourish, his smile playful and charming. “care for a ride, missy?”

you laughed softly, slipping your hand into his. “thought you’d never ask.”

he helped you onto one of the double-person sleds, climbing in beside you. the carousel began to move, slowly at first, the world tilting ever so slightly as the ride picked up speed. the music grew louder, drowning out everything but the sound of your laughter and the creak of the machinery. you wrapped your fingers around his wrist and placed it on your chest, over your heart. wanting him to feel the rapid beat, the evidence of your excitement.

“feel that?” you asked a bit breathlessly, voice trembling slightly. he nodded, and with a gentle push, you guided his hand downward, towards your waist. he could feel the outline of the corset beneath your tweed coat, the laces loosened, hinting at the secrets within. his fingers meandered up, feeling the swell of your breasts.

“i’ve got a surprise for you,” you murmured, unbuttoning your coat, slipping it off and tossing it aside. the night air kissed your skin, a pleasant chill. goosebumps blossoming across your arms. the pink satin hugged your bodacious curves, the intricate lace and boning accentuating your figure in an enticing way you knew would drive him wild. the sight of your ample chest pushed up by the tight fabric made his pupils dilate and darken, his gaze raking shamelessly over you.

“on my lap, sweetheart,”

he managed to groan out. you eagerly obliged, throwing one leg over hip lap, straddling him. the feel of his hard-on through his trousers made you shiver with anticipation.

“fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely, in awestruck wonder. his lips found the column of your neck, nibbling and sucking, leaving a trail of tingles in his wake. you tilted your head to the side, giving him better access as his hands drifted down, cupping your breasts, squeezing the flesh lightly. the carousel’s motion rocked the sled, and you could feel the swell of his erection press against your thigh, and the need between your legs only intensified, that familiar warm, pulsating desire.

jimmy kissed you deeply, tongue exploring your mouth, as the carousel begun to spin faster, the music growing to a crescendo. his fingers clumsily undid the clasp at the back of your corset, loosening them further until he freed your breasts from its satiny confines. jimmy’s hands continued their exploration, cupping your breasts, teasing your hardened nipples. you moaned into his mouth, gripping his shirt, pulling him closer. grinning into the kiss, he shoved his tongue past your lips, roving against your hard palate before finally pulling back to allow you to catch some air.

he reached down, fingers brushing against your core, teasing you with the promise of pleasure. “no panties? you’re full of surprises, aren’t you?” whining, you rocked against him, seeking more. his calloused thumb found the wetness between your legs, dipping into the heat, stroking it with finesse. you arched your back, head falling against his shoulder, a low moan escaping. with his other hand, he unzipped his jeans while you pushed aside your panties. his cock sprang free from its confines, tall and proud, the tip decorated with a pearly bead of pre-cum. with a deep inhale, you lowered yourself onto him, the delicious sensation of his thickness filling you. the music in your eardrums seemed to swell, as though the night was celebrating your union.

warm lips trailed down your neck, planting gentle kisses on your collarbone, neck, breasts. fingers tangled in his dark curls, you dipped your head slightly to capture his lips with yours—the sweetness of juicy fruit gum invading your taste buds. a series of moans and whimpers passed between your lips like clandestine love songs meant for you only. the motion of the carousel rocked you both, the gentle sway working in perfect harmony with your thrusts as though the machine was conspiring with you to heighten the experience. your thighs are growing weak but the pleasure mounted, the edge of release looming closer.

finally, the carousel reached its peak, crescendoing with your passion, and you both let out a simultaneous cry as you found release. you collapsed against jimmy’s chest, your hearts pounding in unison as the world around you faded, leaving only the two of you entwined in post-coital pleasure. wearing a lopsided smirk, he tilted your chin up, before pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth.

 fear-is-truth 2024 — all rights reserved. do not modify, repost, translate, or plagiarise my content.

[mistwalker-official]

⚔️ GUELPH ⚔️

Nepenthe are preparing to release their new EP ‘The Fading Promise of Tomorrow’, and we’re heading to Guelph to support them at the Jimmy Jazz, along with Twin Banshee from Hamilton.

This show’s a free one, so don’t miss it!

[ifourloveisdead]

Notable bands in emo music history from Alternative Press, November 2017.

[harrison-abbott]

Check out the bass geetar in this tune.

[chwduplemon]

BETTER CALL SAUL by Vince Gilligan and Peter Gould (2015-2022) // ALL THAT JAZZ, dir. Bob Fosse (1979)

#concerto alla rustica is playing in the background

[stylized-corpse]

Twin Banshee @ Jimmy Jazz - 11/16/2024

[jazzplusplus]

1963 - Comblain Jazz festival - Comblain-la-Tour (Belgique / Belgium)

Jimmy Smith, Bud Shank, Johnny Griffin, Rita Reys, Pim Jacobs, Franco Cerri, Marc Laferrière, Michel Roques, Albert Mangelsdorff, René Thomas, Jacques Pelzer, Philippe Catherine, …