#maracas/shakers

[mymusicbias]

[glass-needles-and-futurisms]

(via killedbythegroove, mattbellamy-blog)

[izzystradlindoesitforme]

Tagged - Bingo

I will list the ones I can say yes to:

Own a band tee.

Made a mixtape.

Have a crush on an artist.

Like rock and roll.

Own a vinyl record.

Met an artist or a band.

Been to a festival.

Own concert memorabilia.

Backstage at a show.

Own a CD.

Like disco music.

Like blues music.

Dedicated a song - does this have to be on or through the radio or what? Can it be anywhere? Tried to dedicate a song over the radio once or twice, but never got through. I did dedicate a song I sang at karaoke one night though.

Like pop music. (*** A lot of it, but not all of it.)

Like country music. (*** Some of it.)

Hate a band everyone loves. *** Hate is a strong word, lol. I very much dislike a band that a lot of people love/like, but not everyone in the universe loves/likes them, lol.

Like a band everyone hates. *** I like a band that a lot of people hate/dislike but not everyone in the world hates/dislikes them, lol.

Play a musical instrument. *** I mean, everyone can play the sticks or the maracas/shakers, so ... does that even count? I can play some mean sticks and shake some marakas real good.

Own an iPod. *** (Yes - but I never could use it cause the battery was dead and when I went to replace it they said it would be cheaper to buy a new one but I think they were only talking about a cheaper one so I should have just gotten the new battery. I ended up doing neither. But I still have it somewhere, so I technically still own one, lol.)

Definite NO:

Own a guitar pick from an artist.

Front row at a concert.

Have a tattoo to honor a band or artist.

Travelled to another country to see an artist or band. ( *** Although I did travel to another state, which would be the distance to another country in some parts of the world.)

*** Kissed a rockstar - No. Not a star. Kissed a guy who played rock and roll? Yes. Kissed a guy who rocks? Yes.

2 bingos. But only because I got a free square, lol.

[stick-by-me]

Gumballs for life

And at the behest of @theood, here's the shaker stickers being shaken XD.

[Video ID: a very zoomed in version of the above sticker sheet, out of the packaging, being shaken. The contents of each gumball machine jiggle around rapidly. The audio consists mainly of a high pitched maraca-like sound. End ID.]

[winwin17]

LOTR characters as orchestra instruments:

(Note: this is based on the sound/range of sounds the instrument makes and/or how it features in music, NOT necessarily the type of instrument I think the character would play)

Violin - Merry

Viola - Sam

Cello - Frodo

Double bass - Aragorn

Harp - Elrond

Flute - Arwen

Piccolo - Goldberry

Oboe - Elladan/Elrohir

Clarinet - Legolas

Bassoon - Treebeard

Saxophone (shame, shame, this isn't a REAL orchestra instrument) - Saruman

French horn - Faramir

Trumpet - Éomer

Trombone - Boromir

Tuba - Gimli

Timpani - Gandalf

Bass drum - Balrog

Snare drum - Théoden

Cymbals - Denethor

Suspended cymbal - Éowyn

Triangle - Haldir

Chimes - Galadriel

Hammered chimes - Glorfindel

Tambourine - Pippin

Sleigh bells - Tom Bombadil

Woodblock - Bill the Pony

Maracas/shakers - Bilbo

Castanets - Rosie Cotton

Xylophone/marimba - Celeborn

Vibraphone/glockenspiel - Gildor

Gong - Sauron

[chefbeepo]

Tribes and their Arts!

Headcannons

Mudwings-

-lots of pottery and reed weaving. This can also include tapestry weaving and fiber arts, made from plant fibers. Macrame is common, though it serves little purpose for them, as they don't fish.

-musical instruments are reed pipes and flutes as well as drums of leather and clay pots. They also use their spines for percussion, using reed rods or bones to tap on them for a clicking sound. There are maracas and shakers made from clay pots filled with seeds, teeth and nuts. Singing is usually low and smooth, not very fast paced and usually is quite soothing.

-cooking is a vital art for mud wings. Fire is very useful for clay baking, but is often used for food as well. Meats aren't always cooked, but when they are, they'll be served with various roots like onions or potatoes or beets with bell peppers and nuts.

-dancing is usually done in groups of sibs, so roughly 4-8 dancers per dance. Each person plays their own role in the dance, acting together more as a play or performance than a dance.

-writing is done with papyrus paper and beetle blood, usually only for keeping records or writing important letters. But poetry is growing in popularity as mud wings have taken some skywing culture home with them following the war.

-architecture is almost always made up of a wooden armature frame, built on with clay and dirt to create round huts. Holes in the top allow for smoke to escape as well as large windows. Each has a patio with several shelves facing the sun, so that clay pots can be cooked without a kern. There is a sleeping corner or room that all the sibs share.

[alienoutsiderxeno]

May My Sanity Have Mercy-

I just got him little Pipis colored Maracas shakers from a pizzeria. He won't stop shaking them even before going to bed. He just really loves his new toy to keep him entertained. I need to hide those maracas later tonight if I want to get sleep tonight.

[dark-angel-of-muses]

The Gift Of The Mag(Pie)

Lu Wing Bois AU by @breannasfluff

AO3 Link

“How do I look?” Hyrule spun around to show off his yukata. It was forest green, with light yellow maple leaf imprints dotted across the fabric. Naturally, there was no back so his wings could stretch free behind him, so the top was tied behind his neck in a pretty bow.

“You always look lovely. How about me?” Ravio opted for a navy blue set of robes, with white dots speckled across the fabric to imitate a night sky. He also twisted his hair to include a crown braid framing his bangs, holding the braid in place with a lapis lazuli bead clip.

“If it weren’t for the feathers on your ear, I’d be saying you were trying to attract some suitors.” Hyrule’s laugh sounded like bell chimes.

Ravio blushed, but brushed off the comment. He and Mr. Hero were still at a bit of an impasse. He was hopeful his flockmate was interested, but they still hadn’t put anything into words yet. Wild and Hyrule loved teasing them for it. Even if it made him flush with embarrassment and want to bury his face into his wings, he was glad they seemed to support their relationship. Maybe the teasing would help Mr. Hero make a move.

“Are you ready to meet up with the others?” Hyrule slipped on his geta, handing Ravio his own pair.

The bowerbird made a flock call in assent, put on his shoes, and the two made their way to the festival.

xxx

Lorule’s Kakariko village was a den of thieves and cultists. Ravio had to stop going long before he ran away from his kingdom entirely for fear of losing his money and/or life. 

By contrast, Mr. Hero’s Kakariko was vibrant and happy. A center of commerce and safety. For the festival, streamers and paper lanterns had been strung up throughout the public square. Temporary stalls with games, street food, and specialty wares were lined up in rows alongside the walkways. 

“I’m surprised you didn’t open up a stall here, Ravio.” Wild was wearing some of the Sheikah clothes he’d gathered over his travels, hair tied held in place with two crossing hairsticks. His own yukata was sky blue like his Champion’s wrap, with a pattern of multicolored pastel lines criss-crossing the fabric. 

“Trust me, he tried. I convinced him that he should take at least one year to enjoy the festival with flock before trying to turn it into a business opportunity.” Mr. Hero wore a red yukata with crimson flowers printed on the ends of the sleeves. His pink hair was curled, giving it a bit of extra volume and bounce. There were ruby clips slid into his hair right above the red shock of hair that framed his face. Ravio felt his wings shuffle and flash as he drank in the image.

“Oh, look! That tent has ocarinas!” Hyrule’s wings flared in excitement as he bounded for the shop. Ravio managed to tear his gaze away from Mr. Hero and followed the Thrasher.

It seemed to be a handcrafted instrument store. There were reeds of varying sizes and colors, from silver flutes to wooden recorders. The ocarinas were the most eye-catching, porcelain painted in all sorts of bright patterns and colors. Hyrule’s fingers hovered over one that was wooden, but with gold paint in swirling little lines to imitate blossoms.

“You want one?” Wild asked, chin resting on Hyrule’s shoulder as he peeked over the wares.

“It’s so pretty when the flock plays ocarina when I sing, it’d be cool to do that on my own!” Hyrule’s wings fluttered, making Wild laugh as they tickled.

“Wouldn’t it be pretty hard to play the ocarina and sing at the same time?” Mr. Hero raised an eyebrow.

“That- Oh. Hm. You’re right.”

“You might not be able to play a woodwind, but what about these?” Ravio directed his flock over to the percussion section. There were maracas in every color and pattern, rain sticks, egg shakers, hand drums, and bells.

“Ooo!” Wild reached over to grab a sample egg, shaking it wildly to hear the rice inside. That bird possessed absolutely no sense of rhythm.

“Oh, this is darling!” Hyrule picked up a tambourine, giving it a test shake and trilling in delight as the cymbals chimed. The skin stretched over the middle had a print of a sunflower, yellow petals reaching to the light wooden frame holding everything together.

Hyrule seemed so delighted, a song bubbling in his throat as he admired the craftsmanship. Ravio made his decision right there. “How much for the tambourine?”

“Five hundred forty rupees.”

“I’ll take it! Hyrule, do you want it wrapped?” On the pricier side, but not unreasonable for something clearly hand-crafted with a lot of care.

Hyrule squealed. “Oh thank you, Ravio!” He chirped in excitement, melodic as he clutched the sunflower tambourine to his heart. No amount of rupees could pay for that sweet smile and soft hug as the Brown Thrasher sang in excitement. Ravio leaned into the hug, before his eyes caught a flash of yellow feathers in his peripheral vision.

Mr. Hero was looking at him, wings spreading. Ravio swallowed thickly as he saw those pretty yellow feathers rise and fluff, and averted his gaze as his own wings rose on instinct. The Flame Bowerbird wasn’t fair, flustering him like that. He was just being nice; it was rude to tease!

xxx

Hyrule played with his new toy for a bit, singing and drumming rhythms. With the purchase of a gift for one flockmate, Ravio was naturally on the hunt for two more.

It hit when he saw the flash of the most beautiful blue from the corner of his eye. All his instincts screamed and he darted into the rows of clothes. He heard Legend yelp, but Hyrule and Wild were laughing so it was probably fine.

The blue fabric belonged to a dancer’s costume. There was a long skirt, with beads sewn into a diamond pattern near the waistband. The top was separated, a black crop with blue tassels of bead dangling over it. Ravio might be a clothing size too big for it, but…

“Wild, come look at this!” He chirped a flock call, and the magpie trotted over to him. The moment Wild saw the outfit, his eyes widened and his wings fluttered. 

“Oh, that’s so pretty! I’d love to wear it.”

“You should!They have a dressing room over there!” Ravio extended one wing to point towards the tent. 

Wild cooed in agreement, then snatched the clothes off the rack and raced to put them on. As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he twirled, showing off the blue fabric. The hue matched the back of his wings perfectly, The skirt was loose, meant to lift and settle to showcase a dancer’s movements. Wild’s little spin had the skirt billowing beautifully. Additionally, the blue bead tassels clicked and jingled from the movement. It was beautiful.

“Nice outfit you have there, Wild.” Legend walked up next to Ravio, bumping wings. Mr. Hero had a little growl in his throat as he said it, and Ravio tried to bump wings back to alleviate it. Silly bird, he was just appreciating their flockmate.

“Oh, they have this little veil that comes with it!” Wild pulled out the item in question. Instead of cloth, there was one singular band that went over the nose and had dangling chains of rhinestones to cover the face. They caught light and sparkled at the tiniest bit of movement.

Wild giggled. “I’d love wearing this to Gerudo Town. Riju would be so jealous.” He did another twirl, soaking in the fabric and beads all spinning with him.

“Then you should, because I’m buying it for you!” Ravio declared, bringing out the ten gold rupees he saw as an asking price to give to the cashier. 

Wild stared at him for just a moment in surprise, then launched at the Bowerbird in a hug. “You’re the best flockmate, Ravi!”

“What am I, chopped boko guts?” Legend grumbled.

Wild looked up, putting on an innocent front. “Well, if you wanted to get me something too, I wouldn’t say no.”

“Greedy little magpie!” Legend huffed in accusation, and Ravio laughed at the both of them, melting into Wild’s hug. It was worth the lightness of his wallet to see them so happy.

xxx

Getting Legend something should have been obvious. He was such a silly bird, with his obsession for red things. Ravio didn’t get it, when blue was right there, but he’d indulge Mr. Hero’s strange tastes today.

That said, finding which red thing to give him had been a challenge.

Legend was a hoarder, and had no shortage of rupees. As soon as something genuinely caught his interest, he’d whip out his wallet faster than Ravio could. A red fan, a pair of carbuncle earrings, a red makeup palette, a strawberry apron, a red luminous rock nightlight, red leather belt, red dagger. If it was on prominent display and seemed like Legend would have liked it, he had already taken it and stashed it in his magically deep pockets.

Ravio clicked his teeth in annoyance. Legend’s obsession was really getting too far at this point. He was going to buy out the entire festival’s stock, at this rate, and Ravio wouldn’t be able to get him a good present!

The day was getting longer and he was getting desperate. Each merchant stall they hit was another potential source crossed off the list.

Finally, Ravio broke down. “Hyrule, I need your help.”

“Hm?” The Thrasher allowed Ravio to pull him aside.

“I’m going to need you to stall Legend from getting to the next booth. I want to get there before he does. Can you do that?”

If you were a stranger, you might have called Hyrule’s answering smile sweet. But all his flock understood it as the terrifying omen of chaos it was.

“Done and done. When you hear Legend’s screeching, make a break for it.” Without giving Ravio the time to ask what he was planning, Hyrule bounded off to enact his plan.

Ravio didn’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Even if he was deathly curious what Hyrule had said to get Legend so puffed he was showing off the scandalous skin under his scapulars. Wild seemed to have joined in on the assignment unprompted, grabbing something from the Flame Bowerbird and flapping his wings to fly away in a game of chase. 

Tearing his eyes away from Legend’s stunning wings, Ravio booked it to the next stall. They were a goldsmith, rings and bracelets glittering on their display tables.

“Sorry sir, you wouldn’t happen to have anything with a red gem or charm on it, would you?”

The merchant’s frown made Ravio’s stomach drop. “Sorry. All out of red gems.”

Ravio’s wings drooped. There weren’t that many stalls left to check out, and he didn’t know how much time Wild and Hyrule were going to buy him.

“...I could paint one of my existing charms. But I’ll need help color matching the dye.”

Ravio perked up. “Really?”

The merchant brought out a clear stone, and a pot for dye. “Do you have anything red on you?”

Ravio brought out a red rupee. He’d rather give something less expensive, like the skins of their apples or one of Legend’s infinite supply of red garbage, but he had no time.

“I’m going to need at least five of those, and you won’t be getting them back. That’s in addition to the product cost which is gonna be another 60. Is that alright?” 

His wallet was getting down to a few green rupees and a wish. But it was worth it. He wanted to get something nice for his flockmate.

The merchant was fast, inserting the rupees into the magical dye pot and creating a brilliantly shining red, dipping the clear stone into the pot. With the paint dripping from it, Ravio saw the stone was hollowed out, clearly drilled through. The paint dried in less than a minute. (Maybe something about the magic in the dye substance?)

The smith grabbed a gold ring and quickly looped it through the hollowed stone, finishing by wrapping the gold wire around the makeshift bead.

“And like this, it spins. Great for people who like keeping their hands busy.” The smith demonstrated, and Ravio snorted. Every Link seemed to have a penchant for playing with tiny trinkets and treasures. He trilled a call of thanks and snatched up the box. It might have been a hundred rupees more expensive with the dye, but he was just grateful to grab something before Legend could buy out an entire village.

By the time he returned to his flock, the situation had escalated.There was a beautiful blue streak in Legend’s pink hair, although based on the yelling the Flame Bowerbird wasn’t happy about it. Hyrule’s hands were criminally the same shade of blue, Legend edging away from them in fear. Wild was grounded again, though still seemed to be mastering a game of keep-away with- Oh. Was that the bracelet Ravio gave Mr. Hero all that time ago, when they first met? Huh. Wild should… probably give that back.

“Mr. Hero!” Ravio bounded in, interrupting the standoff as all three birds greeted him with a flock call on instinct.

“Ack, sorry Ravi. These two are just being idiots.” The apology was unnecessary since Ravio asked for it in the first place, but he wisely kept his mouth shut.

“Um, I wanted to give you something.”

Legend tilted his head, anger giving way to curiosity.

“Here!” Ravio thrust forward the box, flipping back the top to show the ring nestled inside. Ravio’s wings fluttered on instinct, opening just a bit.

Legend made an odd choking noise. Ravio bit his lip. Did he like it? Or was it too plain, a small, non magical ring?

“You’re giving me a ring. A red ring.” There was an odd warble in the Flame Bowerbird’s voice.

“Uh, yes. I wanted to get something for everyone in the flock. If you don’t like it, I’m not sure if I can return it since it was custom, but I can find you something better!” Ravio tried to keep bravado in his voice instead of giving into the instinct to curl his wings around him and crouch into a ball of feathers.

“Oh, so this is a gift for a flockmate?” Did he sound disappointed?

“Um, yes. Sorry if it’s not much, I really can buy something better later-”

“Stop that!” Legend interjected. “It’s wonderful and I love it!” The words were yelled in such an aggressive tone Ravio had to take a second to get the meaning.

“You really like it?” Ravio’s voice brightened with hope.

“Of course I like it, you bird brain! You know that’s my favorite color! And you said it was custom?” Legend picked the ring out of the box, violet eyes sparkling. He still was using his usual array of insults, but there was an unmistakable smile on his face as he looked it over.

Ravio sighed in relief. He’d have to thank Hyrule for whatever it was he did later. As he looked over Legend’s shoulder, he saw Wild and the Thrasher in question elbowing each other, smiling like they knew something he didn’t. 

Silly birds.

xxx

The last stall of the festival was a local knitter. Quilts, potholders, beanies. She used soft yarns, it was a joy just to run his fingers along the display wares.

Then he saw it.

The most perfect scarf that he had ever seen. 

It was lovingly knitted in a gradient, from a bright teal down to a smoky indigo. Along the range of vibrant blues were little sections of white cloth meant to resemble clouds. It was so perfect! Ravio reverently ran a thumb across the cloth, and marveled at how the blue somehow made it feel even softer. His senses were delighted, and his wings fluttered on instinct.

“Excuse me, ma’am, how much for the scarf?” He had to own this. It was destined to be his.

“200, sir.”

200? For something so well made, that was trivial! Ravio excitedly pulled out his wallet, not realizing the problem until his hand was inside, sorting through the few green rupees he had left.

Ah, right.

Well, he treated money like it was no object for his flock. He didn’t regret that, even if the beautiful scarf belonged with him. 

“I’m sorry, I don’t have enough-”

“I’ll take it!” Wild jumped in, startling Ravio into a yelp. The magpie threw two silvers onto the counter, turning back to Ravio.

“You’ve been so nice to us all day, it only makes sense to give you something back.” The magpie bumped Ravio with his shoulder, beaming.

Ravio clutched the precious scarf, now a gift from his flockmate. He didn’t even try to hold back the happy tears. He didn’t regret a rupee of kindness spent on flock.

[tamedgod]

🫕 for either!! or better yet, both!! :>c

HOT COCOA // @byanyan

"i want extra marshmallows in mine!"

haru's voice was a sweet trill as she continued to hang ornaments on the little five foot tree that she used every year. it was a little well loved thanks to rokka, her cat, who was already playing underneath the tree skirt below. xiao was in the kitchenette, prepping the hot chocolate fresh for not just the pair of them, but byan as well. he holds up the bag of mini marshmallows, shaking it like a maraca for haru to hear as he continued to stir the mix.

"byan, if you want marshmallows you'd better tell me now, otherwise haru will eat them all."

he'd stolen some of his family's fancy hot chocolate mix they'd picked up from switzerland to bring over, the sweet and rich smell of the brew permeating throughout the apartment. as the man poured three mugs' worth of the delicious drink, he stepped away to grab all the fixings as they cooled just a bit. placing the whip cream, marshmallows, syrups, and cinnamon shaker on the living room table, xiao smiled, low key as excited as haru. he was hopeful that byan would be chill about the level of festivity between them all.

"alright you two, it's all ready!" he was grinning practically ear to ear, the enthusiasm he'd been trying to downplay now showing through in full. carefully moving all three warm mugs to the table, xiao immediately plopped down on the couch and began adorning his drink in caramel syrup. haru finished hanging up another couple garlands before catching byan's eye, waving them over. xiao shook the bottle of spray whip in one hand while flipping through netflix on the other. "what christmas shit are we watching this year?"

"gotta be the muppet christmas carol, or nightmare before christmas!" "orrrrr what about die hard? we all know that's a christmas movie, right?"

[wizzidoodles]

I LOVE THEM

THEY HAVE LITTLE SHAKERS INSIDE TO SOUND LIKE MARACAS

[evermoredeluxe]

i want a maracas/shakers song from taylor that makes your shoulders move

[presidentcircles-assistant]

A little thing I’ve thought about for a while but never actually drew out: Some dance attire for the Rural Women.

They have ‘shaker boxes’ glued onto their sides, containers carved out of wood (or their equivalent of it) and filled with very fine pebbles/rocks. Sort of like maracas, they shake their ends back and forth and create a rattling sound with it. (they look like dragonfly wings a bit lol) The shakers are quite heavy, so Women start training young, strengthening their sides to be able to use them. The one on the left is what youth are often seen with; they start out with one pair of circles, then gradually add on more as they get stronger. They also often have bells, though that’s mostly just a trend in youth because they like the tinkling sound they make.

This is based on stomp dances, and it works the same, except there are three separate rings. The center is reserved for elders, the middle for adults, and the outer ring includes both children and their parents. The center and outer ring move in the same direction, while the middle ring moves in the opposite direction.

The uproar that such a large group makes is similar to the sound of a rushing waterfall. Any singing from these groups consists of Peace-Cries, modified to be gentler and on beat.

Outside of the circle are the Isosceles men. They work in pairs playing the drums; one Isosceles holds the drum in place so that the other can play it, banging it with a small, blunt hammer. The hammer is only needed because his angle is way too sharp and could easily pierce the drum.

The one that is holding the drum steady is expected to sing, using clicks and whistles (thank u cy for the idea that they talk like that.) It both provides to the music and helps keep the Women on beat. The dances are a big event, something they do only at the end of the year, so they go all out. Men aren’t permitted to participate in the formal dance, but more times than not you’ll see Women dancing with Isosceles after the official event is over.

[stick-by-me]

The sillies!

@theood your shaking shaker stickers my liege o7

[Video ID: a zoomed in version of the above sticker sheet being shaken. The googly eyes of most of the doughnuts jiggle around rapidly, though some seem stuck in place. The audio consists mainly of a faint high pitched maraca-like sound. End ID.]

[magnoliaschnolia]

I should go in pokedex order though

Also Schmody is my name on other platforms, considered using it here but I wanted some variety (Plus I'm probably going to change it soon anyways).

These are the starters for that Fakemon region i mentioned in my bio! They are, VERY old, back when I still used that scribbley ass brush

You'll notice that the Pokedex entries are long and dense. This is a recurring pattern that will only get worse.

These guys are pretty clearly based off of Parasaurolophus and instruments, primarily woodwinds! Pixiesong is based off of ocarinas with a maraca tail (which doubles as a shaker 'cause it's just a little babeye), Parasprite based off of flutes and saxophones, and Faelophus inspired by digeridoos, with a yidaki snail tail and some extra little panflute spines running along its back. This is also my personal pick for favorite starter fakemon in this region, but it does have the advantage by being grass type (grass type is one of my favorite types, behind poison and ground :3).

[burlveneer-music]

The Near Jazz Experience - Live In London - delighted to find this "near-jazz" group with roots in The Higsons is still going

Recorded live at Daylight Music for the EFG London Jazz Festival and at Pizza Express, Holborn The NJE Mark Bedford - bass guitar, FX, samples, shaker Simon Charterton - drums, wavedrum, percussion Terry Edwards - horns, melodica, maracas Tracks 1-3, 7-11 recorded by Justin Smith @ Pizza Express, Holborn Tracks 4-6 & 12 recorded by Neil Bowermen @ Daylight Music for the EFG London Jazz Festival. Post production - Terry Edwards

[mlpmoviemerch]

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