#marchie events

[rinnelovebot]

so Errrmm. event announcement tonight !!! I’m so Fucking Scared I literally feel like a lost five year old screaming for their mommy. Who do yall think it’ll be… taps chin

[ryuubff]

cant wait for marchie 6 heart event pleeaaasse

[alchemistc]

Terrible peek into the nitty gritty of writing a hockey au: Trying to figure out what nickname a player would end up with.

Because, like, the naming conventions are arbitrary and weird but also there ARE rules.

1. First initial last initial. In Tommy's case, that'd make him a TK, which in this scenario could be confusing? I don't have any specific plans to include Lone Star characters but I know some people watch LS so that one doesn't make sense.

2. First name nickname - You got your Nate's, your Sids, etc. Tommy's already a nickname. Is that just a leftover from his years in hockey? Did he get that nickname in juniors and it just stuck? Possible.

3. Choosing a random section of the last name and adding the ē sound to the end ie Landy, Ovi, Bedsy. Marchy, etc. This would include possibilities like Kinny (no), Nardi (???) Kinsey (just sounds like a different last name)

4. First initial partial last name: TKin, which... No

5. Random (usually animal) word and or animal/name portmanteau: Moose, Squirrel, (Ratthew is a fave of mine) - if I'm pulling from canon he could be The Beast but 🤷‍♀️

6. Something unconventional that a broadcaster probably came up with, or sprung out of some Strange Event (Chimney fits this fucking perfectly) My fave example of this is Conor Magahey calling Kurtis MacDermid "Chrysler Town and Country" but MacDermid already has "Dermy" which is fun and cool. Did a broadcaster call Tommy a "Ch-53e Super Stallion" at some point and that shortened it to Super Stallion, and then Stallion, at some point? (Not a terrible possibility)

And like, what do I do for Eddie. He's anti-nickname canonically but the fanbase always has a nickname anyway, at some point.

[tapedsleeves]

(primer anon) Thank you so much!! <3 <3 I write at a snail's pace so no clue when I'll actually output anything but I loved reading your post 😭 if it's not too much trouble I'd love to hear a little more on keegs and adin since they're on your ships list and I don't know much about them (also maybe nic roy since I just found out he's quebecois?? For some reason I thought marchy was the only frenchy)

Or if you can point me in a direction I can go do my own digging and give your inbox a break 😭 I'd love to know if there's any go-to articles/video series/beat reporter or something, or a good blog/tag to dig through. the official social accounts post so much it's hard to find anything when idk what to search for

I always forget that Nic Roy is quebecois until he talks! There's actually another French guy, who probably will sign somewhere else this summer, William Carrier. Nic Roy is very very quiet. But he's got a cat and put that cat in the cup. Nic is is very chill and low key. Lots of guys on VGK are. Not a lot of them are like. Super flashy guys.

Will Carrier, also french, is SO SO SO square. He helped build his own house and while they were in the montreal series in 20-21, someone peed on his front door. He watched it on the security camera.

He often helps people fix things - he's very handy. But otherwise, he's very chill and low key.

Keegan Kolesar:

Danced with Mat Barzal at Ethan Bear's wedding. butt slaps and handshakes with Jack eichel. keegan is just. A really laid back, funny, sweet guy. His biological is absent, and his step (orr adopted) dad died of COVID complications in september of 2020, so he takes his mom on the dad's trips. It's VERY sweet that he does, and everyone makes her feel really really welcome. Annabelle is our Make A Wish signing and they had quite the fight :)) Here's his POV about it. Actually if there's kids, he's going. He goes to all the charity hockey / ball tournaments and ball hockey events that VGK does in the community. Every one has Keegan in there. did post game press with a chicken ceasar wrap (misattributed to a burrito)

why i ship him wiht Jack: after Keegan's goal against the Jets on 4/22/23, Jack did this, which looked like engagement photos to me

also very important to me: him holding the drunkest karly on stage at the parade. he was SO grabby. it was LOVELY.

I think they kissed on the mouth

Here he is kissing teddy blueger

Keegan kissing Nic Hague.

I'm pretty sure he's an affectionate drunk.

Adin Hill

Adin Hill is just very sweet and loves coffee. He makes his own.

Here he is laughing at Karly saying that his hamstring was "not chillin"

he was very drunk at the parade and referenced talladega nights

they did marchy SO dirty. They sent hilly & nic hague. the two tallest guys.

wore a UNLV basketball jersey to the parade, inspiring love from vegas

also took it off

gets fighty here's another shot

absolutely beautiful ok?

His kicky feets

HE'S SO FUNNY

why i ship him with paul cotter

it has less to do with adin and more to do with Paul himself. He's a goalie appreciator.

adin and tommy are REALLY CUTE tho

despite having the same listed height, adin is taller

their hugs are soo so so so tender. I love goalie.

As far as beat reporters: Gary Lawless is our insider guy, Jesse Granger is our beat reporter for the athletic, and Ashali Vise is one of our on-air broadcasters. All of them are pretty good sources of info. All of them I've referenced for stuff. But really I know most of this just because I like. Have been around. I pay attention. You'll note that some of this is sourced from my own blog, so like. Go nuts there too if you want. If you want older stuff, @himbeaux-on-ice has a bunch of good stuff. @vgkmarc also has some really good stuff, along with @golden-knights-of-the-realm , @at-empty-tables & @sevennone . @reneserseya is really good for Jack Eichel content with some Alec Martinez thrown in for fun & @goldenmisfits is as well. @lovethygoalie knows a lot about Nic Roy iirc.

Also I will say, Dave Goucher & Shane Hnidy are a fun follow, even if they're not exactly reporters - they're super involved and also very cute.

[reavo]

Bergy AND Carlo wet and shirtless on a secluded boat you just KNOW Marchy is having a magnitude 7 gay event it don’t even matter that their wives are there

[halovianed]

i love stelle and marchie so much😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 gf who digs around in trash in her everyday outfit vs gf who dresses up all cute for events

[youwillfindilluminating]

Not to blow up the bruins' spot (or my spot) but all the alumni have been gathering at my hotel before these events they're doing. And it's !!! Exciting!

I just left to get food and everyone was dressed up super fancy. And when I got back they were in the giant vans ready to head out.

If bergy was with them and I missed him I might jump. But I also didn't want to wait in the lobby just to stare at him so... 😶 (To be fair I think the guys who live in town aren't coming to the hotel before going to the gala. They probably drove by themselves.)

Also I met Ted Shore in the elevator 2 nights ago and he was very sweet. And today at 11am a family asked for a photo and afterwards he sat down with them for like an hour while waiting for some other alumni event to start. ❤

Also the very nice hotel guy told me that marchy's sister "was just here" and I assume that means she stayed here and came to see the game. But either way my brain is exploding.

[gachaparadise]

god I'm so so so SO glad they didn't take the IPC deal in the new interlude chapter. Forgive me for the marvel quote here but "I'd rather die on my feet then live on my knees" and all that. Condemning everyone on Belebog to being the IPC's dogs until basically the end of time would've been the worst possible outcome.

They did just enough for me to be able to tolerate Topaz herself. I still don't love her or anything but maybe we're okay. I'm still the IPC's number one hater though. I saw what you fuckers did to Aurum Alley. Especially if they're going to be messing with Penacony next.

Also!!! didn't see Sampo :( why?? we're on Belebog does he not live there anymore? I miss my silly rabbit.

Double Also! the event is extremely fun and i have to like, restrain myself from sitting down and playing the whole thing in one day. no need for that when i've got an entire month to enjoy it.

edit: ARGH! I forgot to mention Marchies new outfit! super fucking cute! hoping we follow the GI model of skins and 4* skins are free events skins (not this event but, later down the line?), I don't use her enough to justify dropping $40, pretty as it is aha...

[rinnelovebot]

[semantic-vegas]

some milestones/major events of note in tonight's 9-4 (!!) win

marchy: most consecutive 20-goal seasons in b's history

heinen: first career hat trick (in career game 450)

zacha: 100th career goal

pasta: 30th goal of the season

16/18 b's skaters with at least 1 point tonight

goalie hug (always of note)

[gardenevergreen]

Marchi Tarespai

Race: Human-Plant

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Height: 5'9" (roughly 175cm)

This is Marchi, the protagonist of Garden Evergreen. Marchi is an amnesiac with no memories of who she was prior to her life as a Tree. She was only able to hear the voices of those who visited her tree and so a year passed. On an eventful day she gained a body and met Kubal Darcoa and learned she was in the realm of Ginta, a realm of magic and monsters like the ones you see in fantasy novels! Infused with the Flower Eye of Eden she can control magic associated to plants as naturally as she can breathe. Vines that shoot out of her hands and act as whips? Fully formed trees that sprout out of the ground in the blink of an eye? Man eating plants that are the size of cars? Parasitic plants that take control of their host? Be it real or imaginary, as long as she can think it she can will it into existence. She uses her power as seen fit and decides for herself what's worth fighting for. 5 years have passed since it all began, and the World of Ginta has merged with the world of Earth! As time marches on so to does this new status quo of everyday modern life. Her Flower Eye warns her of an inevitable doom that she must forestall, so she investigates major incidents dealing with magic in attempts to learn the nature of these warnings.

[enigmagp]

-Chapter 1: The World Doesn’t End-

The world is coming to an end. It tries to do that a lot.

Overhead, the golden leaves and black branches of an endless living forest whipped by, the rumbling of an engine echoed amongst the field of trees. A flatbed truck raced along a dirt path, while on its back, the demon adventurer Serra Pyrreb fought for the fate of the world.

Serra was a towering demon, with a stature just over seven feet tall and a powerful build, snow white skin marked by countless scars and huge, vicious horns curving back from her forehead over long black curls. She wore a defaced military uniform, a seafoam overcoat cut above the midriff and worn open over a pink crop top, freeing the slitted vents in her sides, and decorated by simple white epaulets and a white fourragère on the right shoulder. She paired the coat with matching pants and a pair of fingerless white gloves.

Her opposition, the Knights of the Unending End, clad in shining white armor, all spikes and hard edges. Their blades, solid steel and dipped in silver, burned Serra’s skin as they struck at her, kept barely at bay by a furious whirlwind of claws, teeth and tail. For every knight she sent careening towards the edge, another two were always there to catch them, ringed in by a barrier of shields.

“Rally, men! A thousand apocalypses await us! We will-”

The slow, rising rumble of a bass guitar disrupted their fight. Music permeated the air like a strange energy, building to something higher. From amongst the trees, a rose red sports car ripped onto the path, swerving to trail behind the Knights’ truck. Standing in the backseats was Roxie Cass, musician and adventurer, playing a gorgeous black and gold bass guitar. At its wheel, the automaton chronomancer Autumn, eyes darting between the road, the truck and the sky.

Roxie was a fairy with pure black skin, mischievous scarlet eyes and dark red hair, cut to just above her shoulders. She wore a black jacket over a half-tucked red button-up and a pleated white skirt, clunky red shoes leaving mud on the seats. On her back, small, detached red wings fluttered to the rhythm as she strummed her bass guitar. The strings lit up white as she plucked them, and the shape of the instrument itself shifted in her hands, four strings became six as the low rumble of a bass was superseded by the roar of an electric guitar.

The upswing in musical energy surged through Serra’s body, the echoes of a bass blended with the electric guitar to create an impossible song that filled the demon with power. As the knights rushed forward, they were met with a renewed vigor that their shields could no longer ring in, tumbling into the dirt.

Autumn swerved to avoid their broken bodies, though one of them was caught under the tire with an alarming thump and crunch; it barely caught Autumn’s attention, glancing again to the skies above. A practiced chronomancer, Autumn could see the Threads of Fate, endless potential futures presented as countless black strings that weaved through the sky overhead.

But the Threads were wrong. Autumn could count only a handful, twisting between each other. The biggest disaster of all time loomed over them, an Apocalypse Trigger, one of a few dozen potential events foreseen by the countless diviners over the generations. That which spelled the end of the world, which could only be avoided or prevented lest certain doom arrive.

Their synthetic voice filled with alarm as they counted the Threads above, “we’re wasting time! We know where to go now, finish them!” Autumn took a hand off the wheel as the Threads diminished further, white magic swirled about their fingertips as they cast a spell into the ether.

The air shuddered. The winds began to pick up, and on it Autumn caught the whisper of distant voices, an incantation in a language they could not understand, but they knew its purpose. Autumn’s magic had stabilized the situation, but another force attempted to guide the future along a certain path, marching the world to an unpreventable doom.

Serra drew a pair of polished revolvers from holsters beneath her coat. She squeezed the triggers, but was met by disappointing clicks as they both managed to misfire.

“What the hell, Auts?!” she shouted. The momentary bad luck cost her a glancing blow across the cheek, answered by a flash of claws that sent the knight into the dirt.

“Leave nothing up to chance, someone is turning fate against us!”

Serra caught a knight with one hand as they leapt at her, slamming him repeatedly against the truck bed, leaving him in the resulting dent, “can you handle it?”

“I’m attempting to do just that!” A knight leapt from the truck onto the hood of the car, broadsword flashing out towards Autumn. The Chronomancer slid their seat back and, with a snap and flourish, summoned a rapier to their hand. Autumn jumped up, a foot on their seat and the other on the windshield, ducking a wild swing and driving their blade into the knight’s throat.

Autumn was a humanoid automaton, built of a series of intricately engineered titanium plates, whirring and clanking quietly with each shift. Their eyes, metal spheres with pinpoint white pupils, glowed dimly as they scanned every detail. The Chronomancer wore a deep cut, pale green shirt tucked into dark green rockabilly shorts, around their shoulders they wore a long brown coat and matching knee-high boots. On their left thigh was printed the letters, “A.T.U.M.” in black.

They pulled their rapier from the knight’s throat and swept them to one side, dropping back into their seat to regain control of the car, the rapier dissolving into thin air. Reaching into the passenger seat, they seized a pair of curved katana blades, tossing them to the truck with a shout, “Serra!”

The demon caught her blades, sliding the pink wood sheathes onto her hip, she drew them in one smooth motion. Her own willpower surged from her palms into the white wrapped handles, running down the tang of the blades, unleashing a wave of pure force that carved Knights into chunks and split the truck’s cab in half.

Its driver killed, Serra leapt from the truck onto the passenger seat of the sports car. Roxie’s song finished as the truck swerved, tumbling into a cloud of dirt and blood. The fairy heaved a heavy sigh and sat down on the trunk, flexing her fingers with a smile.

“How’s my new girl holding up?” she asked.

“Handling is excellent, durability and speed as well,” Autumn nodded, running a hand along the wheel, “how much?”

“You don’t wanna know,” Roxie smiled and leaned forward, crawling over Serra to get at the glove box, extracting a granola bar from within and passing Serra some bandages, “we’re on, what, nine hours? How’s my gas?”

“Roughly a quarter tank,”

“Not bad!” Roxie bit off a chunk of the granola bar, flashing a wide grin.

Serra hastily wrapped the worst of her wounds, guzzling a warm energy drink from the glove box, “fuck I’m tired,” she gasped.

“Fate of the world, just a little bit longer,” Autumn assured her.

“World oughtta save itself,” Serra wiped her blades clean and refocused on the road, “what’s it supposed to be? Buncha knights, and that King?”

“Don’t forgot the Harbinger,” Roxie chimed in, stuffing the other half of the granola bar in her cheeks, “fuck, my hair’s all fucked up now.”

“How many times do I have to say you’re perfectly capable of playing in your seat?” Autumn passed the fairy a comb from their pocket.

“I can’t get into it!” Roxie stuck her tongue out, gently combing her hair back.

Serra turned one of her swords over in her hand, thinking to herself for a moment. The light caught the blade, a white shine ran across its steel, revealing a few words at the base, inscribed in a demonic language by the hilt.

“Make it happen.”

-

In a clearing at the heart of the forest, a gorgeous arch of white stone had been erected amongst the white, iridescent grass. Beneath it stood a knight bigger than even Serra, clad in golden armor and a flowing blue fur cape, a greatsword on his back, and a force of armed knights behind him. The King, self-styled ruler of the Knights of Unending End, and at his feet lay a withered golden sapling, sliced in two.

“The end is nigh! The first of a thousand apocalypses, of which we shall be heralds of the endless death and rebirth! Worshipped and revered!” he raised his arms, the arch began to resonate, a harmonious, angelic sound like a choir that grew louder and louder, “we shall be as gods! I shall be a god-”

The roar of Roxie’s engine crashed onto the scene, Autumn swerved the car to smash sidefirst through the arch, screeching to a halt in a shower of splintered and shattered stone.

“I-”

“Shut the fuck up!” Serra stepped over the windshield, kicking the King in the chest with enough force to send him tumbling back. He landed on his feet and drew the greatsword from his back, stepping into a swing at Serra.

Pure willpower coalesced as energy across the blade, barely met by Serra’s own. Powerful white energy from the swings released as slashes that carved into the earth around them.

“Shit, the blade’s Oathsworn! Watch your fingers!” Serra called to the others as she clashed with the King, a series of slashes that carved deep gashes in the earth. Beneath their car, the remains of the stone arch continued to reverberate, growing stronger.

“Above,” Autumn leapt over both their heads, landing before the contingent of cultists, only now rousing themselves from shock. They summoned rapier to hand and flicked it to one side, a wall of pure scarlet flame erupting across the group.

“You cannot stop it! The first of a thousand ends is already here!” the King laughed.

Roxie stood up in the backseats, striking a chord on her guitar. A sonic burst caught the King across the face, and he staggered back. Serra slashed him across the chest with one blade, bringing the second down to take his arm clean off, whirling to smack him back with her tail. Autumn spun around his side, catching him under his helmet with their rapier and stepping back to join the others.

The King raised his greatsword with one arm, “volley!” he cried.

From behind Autumn’s wall of flames, a haphazard smattering of arrows whipped by the king. One of them caught a gap in Autumn’s shoulder plating, the horrible sound of groaning gears rewarding its effort, while another flew by Roxie’s head, nicking her ear.

“Ow! Fuckers!” Roxie returned a riff from her guitar, sonic blasts fired wildly into the wall of flames. Her ears perked up to the tune of groaning as at least a few shots found their marks, but another sound dropped her heart into her stomach.

One massive, echoing boom silenced everything. The trio whipped around and came face to massive face with the form of a living colossus, its ancient form rising higher and higher from below the trees. One long neck stretched up, rising to don a crown of clouds, as legs like tree trunks reached down to meet the earth, and shattered stone cascaded off its pitch black form. A long, whip-like tail swept across the ground, uprooting a hundred trees in the motion.

The sky turned dark, clouds rolled in faster than any they had seen before, thunder rumbling, the breeze turned to a gale, but no rain came. A single, glorious bolt of lightning split the sky in half, meeting the crest on the creature’s head, its body like the endless void lit up with a blood red bioluminescence, pinprick red eyes gazing down at the insignificant mortals it found at its feet.

“Harbinger’s up!” Autumn abandoned the fight and leapt into the driver’s seat.

“Is that a fucking dinosaur?!” Roxie dropped into her seat, “awesome!”

“Guess there’s no going brach now,” Serra clambered into the vehicle.

“We’ll bury you first, Serra!”

“The Primordial Reckoning, Terminus… its beauty…” The King’s eyes grew wide at the site of the beast, its ancient majesty overtaking him with joy, “now, my knights! The first of a thousand apocalypses begins! To your mounts, we ride! The whole world shall know of its coming by our hands!”

The King turned just in time to see the headlights of Roxie’s car bearing down on him, he tumbled over the hood and flew past the trio into the dirt. Roxie stuck her tongue out as he passed by.

Autumn’s eyes were drawn upwards, to the Threads of Fate. They were so few now, but far from singular. Opportunity yet existed to change the future.

“Serra! It must pay attention to us!”

“Let’s try this again…” Serra drew her revolvers, but Roxie stood up first, cranking the volume on her amp to max.

“This’ll wake ol’ Terminus up!” she launched into a feverish rock song, challenging the crashing heavens themselves for sound. The beast’s head turned, soulless eyes locking onto the little sports car as it ripped around to one side.

“You shall not prevent our apocalypse!” Serra glanced between Roxie’s legs, spotting what remained of the Knights of Unending End, speeding after them on a motley assortment of vehicles. The King stood, supported by a knight on either side, on the back of a buggy, shouting at the trio, “my knights! Strike down the blasphemers!”

“Go home!” Serra yelled back, taking a shot at the King that bounced off his helmet.

Autumn’s eyes were glued to the road ahead, fighting to control the vehicle with the arrow in their shoulder. Lightning cracked overhead, contending with Roxie’s music for control and the hulking form of the Primordial Reckoning watched as they sped around its side. Rain began to pound the group, sheets of water cascading down upon the forest, obscuring their vision.

Serra wiped the water from her face, to no avail, breathing heavily. She adjusted the pistols in her hands, watching as the Knights began to gain. Their vehicles were not as durable as Roxie’s sports car, but somehow, they were keeping up. Yet another question to add to the pile, but a different thought plagued Serra’s mind as certain doom approached.

“Man, I want to go home…”

[sounds-right]

Mitch B.: autunno '24 di musica tra ADE, Sentenza Radio Show e dj set d'eccellenza

Che autunno 2024 è quello di Mitch B., dj producer romagnolo che sonorizza con il suo sound personale e sofisticato alcuni dei top club europei, Ibiza compresa? E' una stagione niente affatto malinconica, anzi strapiena di musica e party... anche per chi per motivi suoi non dovesse proprio poterlo ascoltare live, il che è un errore. Le situazioni in cui Mitch B. è protagonista musicale sono davvero ottime prima di tutto per rilassarsi e divertirsi con gli amici, ma chi vuol sentire la sua musica online, subito può farlo. 

Ogni lunedì, Sentenza Radio Show, il programma radio online curato da Lucas Reyes (aka Le Petit Frenchy) di Jango Records, ispirato all'omonimo party ibizenco in cui Mitch B. è tra i protagonisti in console, ogni lunedì si fa sentire forte e chiaro su Goody Music Radio. E questa volta l'ospite speciale, disponibile anche su Soundcloud, è proprio Mitch B. Si può ascoltare tutto qui:https://soundcloud.com/dj-lucas-reyes/lucas-reyes-sentenza-show-i-guest-mix-by-mitch-b 

Ma torniamo ai party, perché come dicevamo il sound di Mitch B. dà il meglio di sé quando lo si può godere con gli amici nelle situazioni giuste. Ogni venerdì, e quindi anche il 4 ottobre 2024 e l'11, Mitch B. è guest al IGinGini disco lounge, una nuova realtà di tendenza in centro a Ravenna. Sabato 12 ottobre eccolo ancora nella sua città per la Notre Oro di Felliniscalinocinque, dove torna pure il 26 per un party scatenato al BBK dì Marina di Ravenna. E che succede dal 16 al 20 ottobre? E' all'Amsterdam Dance Event, dove tra party e dj set è protagonista musicale in tanti appuntamenti, con colleghi di tutto il mondo. Non solo, come lo scorso anno è impegnato anche come reporter per AllaDisco, il sito pubblicato da ltc - lorenzo tiezzi comunicazione che racconta divertimento, lifestyle, musica e tante altre cose belle, ovviamente su www.alladiscoteca.com.

Chi è Mitch B.?

https://www.instagram.com/mitchbdeejay/

Dj producer fin dal lontano 1998, Mitch B., originario di Ravenna, da sempre spazia tra sonorità che vanno nudisco alla house in tutte le loro sfaccettature.

Porta da anni il suo sound in alcuni dei più importanti club e locali d'Italia e non solo. Solo per quel che riguarda l'estate 2023 si è esibito nel privé del Pacha, ad Ibiza e pure al Djerba Music Land, prestigioso festival in Tunisia; ha diviso la console con top dj come Gregor Salto e Kryder; ha regalato il suo sound a spazi di riferimento a livello nazionale come Papeete Beach Milano Marittima, Terrazza Aperol Milano, Donna Rosa Marina di Ravenna, BBK Punta Marina…

La sua musica la pubblica su label internazionali come la francese Jango e spesso si esibisce anche all'estero. Dove? ad esempio al Warehouse di Nantes (secondo locale francese nella classifica DJ Mag UK), all'Hollywood Vip Room e allo Zazada di Patong in Thailandia. A Ibiza invece si è esibito, oltre che al Pacha, anche al Pacha Hotel, al Dunes, al Bora Bora, al Destino e al Mechero Camp. A Formentera al Pineta e al Beso Beach, in Olanda durante l'Amsterdam Dance Event. In Svizzera eccolo invece al Vivai di Saint Moritz.

Non è tutto: Mitch B. è spesso dj guest di prestigiosi party legati a marchi d'eccellenza come Ducati, Shiseido, Jean Louis David, L'Oréal e Technogym. Miglior Resident DJ ai Dance Music Awards 2018, si tiene sempre aggiornato. Solo nel 2022, ad esempio, ha frequentato la Pete Tong Dj Academy e la Ibiza Talents Academy.

[djs-party-edm-italia]

Mitch B.: autunno '24 di musica tra ADE, Sentenza Radio Show e dj set d'eccellenza

Che autunno 2024 è quello di Mitch B., dj producer romagnolo che sonorizza con il suo sound personale e sofisticato alcuni dei top club europei, Ibiza compresa? E' una stagione niente affatto malinconica, anzi strapiena di musica e party... anche per chi per motivi suoi non dovesse proprio poterlo ascoltare live, il che è un errore. Le situazioni in cui Mitch B. è protagonista musicale sono davvero ottime prima di tutto per rilassarsi e divertirsi con gli amici, ma chi vuol sentire la sua musica online, subito può farlo. 

Ogni lunedì, Sentenza Radio Show, il programma radio online curato da Lucas Reyes (aka Le Petit Frenchy) di Jango Records, ispirato all'omonimo party ibizenco in cui Mitch B. è tra i protagonisti in console, ogni lunedì si fa sentire forte e chiaro su Goody Music Radio. E questa volta l'ospite speciale, disponibile anche su Soundcloud, è proprio Mitch B. Si può ascoltare tutto qui:https://soundcloud.com/dj-lucas-reyes/lucas-reyes-sentenza-show-i-guest-mix-by-mitch-b 

Ma torniamo ai party, perché come dicevamo il sound di Mitch B. dà il meglio di sé quando lo si può godere con gli amici nelle situazioni giuste. Ogni venerdì, e quindi anche il 4 ottobre 2024 e l'11, Mitch B. è guest al IGinGini disco lounge, una nuova realtà di tendenza in centro a Ravenna. Sabato 12 ottobre eccolo ancora nella sua città per la Notre Oro di Felliniscalinocinque, dove torna pure il 26 per un party scatenato al BBK dì Marina di Ravenna. E che succede dal 16 al 20 ottobre? E' all'Amsterdam Dance Event, dove tra party e dj set è protagonista musicale in tanti appuntamenti, con colleghi di tutto il mondo. Non solo, come lo scorso anno è impegnato anche come reporter per AllaDisco, il sito pubblicato da ltc - lorenzo tiezzi comunicazione che racconta divertimento, lifestyle, musica e tante altre cose belle, ovviamente su www.alladiscoteca.com.

Chi è Mitch B.?

https://www.instagram.com/mitchbdeejay/

Dj producer fin dal lontano 1998, Mitch B., originario di Ravenna, da sempre spazia tra sonorità che vanno nudisco alla house in tutte le loro sfaccettature.

Porta da anni il suo sound in alcuni dei più importanti club e locali d'Italia e non solo. Solo per quel che riguarda l'estate 2023 si è esibito nel privé del Pacha, ad Ibiza e pure al Djerba Music Land, prestigioso festival in Tunisia; ha diviso la console con top dj come Gregor Salto e Kryder; ha regalato il suo sound a spazi di riferimento a livello nazionale come Papeete Beach Milano Marittima, Terrazza Aperol Milano, Donna Rosa Marina di Ravenna, BBK Punta Marina…

La sua musica la pubblica su label internazionali come la francese Jango e spesso si esibisce anche all'estero. Dove? ad esempio al Warehouse di Nantes (secondo locale francese nella classifica DJ Mag UK), all'Hollywood Vip Room e allo Zazada di Patong in Thailandia. A Ibiza invece si è esibito, oltre che al Pacha, anche al Pacha Hotel, al Dunes, al Bora Bora, al Destino e al Mechero Camp. A Formentera al Pineta e al Beso Beach, in Olanda durante l'Amsterdam Dance Event. In Svizzera eccolo invece al Vivai di Saint Moritz.

Non è tutto: Mitch B. è spesso dj guest di prestigiosi party legati a marchi d'eccellenza come Ducati, Shiseido, Jean Louis David, L'Oréal e Technogym. Miglior Resident DJ ai Dance Music Awards 2018, si tiene sempre aggiornato. Solo nel 2022, ad esempio, ha frequentato la Pete Tong Dj Academy e la Ibiza Talents Academy.

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Mitch B.: autunno '24 di musica tra ADE, Sentenza Radio Show e dj set d'eccellenza

Che autunno 2024 è quello di Mitch B., dj producer romagnolo che sonorizza con il suo sound personale e sofisticato alcuni dei top club europei, Ibiza compresa? E' una stagione niente affatto malinconica, anzi strapiena di musica e party... anche per chi per motivi suoi non dovesse proprio poterlo ascoltare live, il che è un errore. Le situazioni in cui Mitch B. è protagonista musicale sono davvero ottime prima di tutto per rilassarsi e divertirsi con gli amici, ma chi vuol sentire la sua musica online, subito può farlo. 

Ogni lunedì, Sentenza Radio Show, il programma radio online curato da Lucas Reyes (aka Le Petit Frenchy) di Jango Records, ispirato all'omonimo party ibizenco in cui Mitch B. è tra i protagonisti in console, ogni lunedì si fa sentire forte e chiaro su Goody Music Radio. E questa volta l'ospite speciale, disponibile anche su Soundcloud, è proprio Mitch B. Si può ascoltare tutto qui:https://soundcloud.com/dj-lucas-reyes/lucas-reyes-sentenza-show-i-guest-mix-by-mitch-b 

Ma torniamo ai party, perché come dicevamo il sound di Mitch B. dà il meglio di sé quando lo si può godere con gli amici nelle situazioni giuste. Ogni venerdì, e quindi anche il 4 ottobre 2024 e l'11, Mitch B. è guest al IGinGini disco lounge, una nuova realtà di tendenza in centro a Ravenna. Sabato 12 ottobre eccolo ancora nella sua città per la Notre Oro di Felliniscalinocinque, dove torna pure il 26 per un party scatenato al BBK dì Marina di Ravenna. E che succede dal 16 al 20 ottobre? E' all'Amsterdam Dance Event, dove tra party e dj set è protagonista musicale in tanti appuntamenti, con colleghi di tutto il mondo. Non solo, come lo scorso anno è impegnato anche come reporter per AllaDisco, il sito pubblicato da ltc - lorenzo tiezzi comunicazione che racconta divertimento, lifestyle, musica e tante altre cose belle, ovviamente su www.alladiscoteca.com.

Chi è Mitch B.?

https://www.instagram.com/mitchbdeejay/

Dj producer fin dal lontano 1998, Mitch B., originario di Ravenna, da sempre spazia tra sonorità che vanno nudisco alla house in tutte le loro sfaccettature.

Porta da anni il suo sound in alcuni dei più importanti club e locali d'Italia e non solo. Solo per quel che riguarda l'estate 2023 si è esibito nel privé del Pacha, ad Ibiza e pure al Djerba Music Land, prestigioso festival in Tunisia; ha diviso la console con top dj come Gregor Salto e Kryder; ha regalato il suo sound a spazi di riferimento a livello nazionale come Papeete Beach Milano Marittima, Terrazza Aperol Milano, Donna Rosa Marina di Ravenna, BBK Punta Marina…

La sua musica la pubblica su label internazionali come la francese Jango e spesso si esibisce anche all'estero. Dove? ad esempio al Warehouse di Nantes (secondo locale francese nella classifica DJ Mag UK), all'Hollywood Vip Room e allo Zazada di Patong in Thailandia. A Ibiza invece si è esibito, oltre che al Pacha, anche al Pacha Hotel, al Dunes, al Bora Bora, al Destino e al Mechero Camp. A Formentera al Pineta e al Beso Beach, in Olanda durante l'Amsterdam Dance Event. In Svizzera eccolo invece al Vivai di Saint Moritz.

Non è tutto: Mitch B. è spesso dj guest di prestigiosi party legati a marchi d'eccellenza come Ducati, Shiseido, Jean Louis David, L'Oréal e Technogym. Miglior Resident DJ ai Dance Music Awards 2018, si tiene sempre aggiornato. Solo nel 2022, ad esempio, ha frequentato la Pete Tong Dj Academy e la Ibiza Talents Academy.

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How are you? 🌹🙂

A series of unfortunate events occurred since Easter between me and some close friends of mine that's been having me thinking. But, I'm trying to be good. The weather is nice today, and I've got my Spotify back(no other streaming services right now). I'm watching a baby goat and its mama in my neighbor's yard, and it's a very nice day at the moment and can it just stay that way for a while longer? The wind feels delicious and the sun is warm. I'm obsessed with Vinny Marchi's voice right now and I almost never get absorbed in a singular artist. He's pretty and his voice is beautiful.

I'm just having a nice afternoon and writing fics. Baby goat is so cute 🥺💕

Let's just reality rant for a bit... ⬇️

Okay, so, more surprisingly, I was invited into a polycule recently. My girl bestie, her fiance, and his girlfriend. But I've been single for so long that I'm questioning if I want that to change. Like... I'm in a dedicated realtionship with my fictional husbands. I've got gods and dragons at my beck and call. It's nothing against my bestie, because we have everything in common. We're nerds and we write self-insert fics about ourselves with our hubbies. I'd love to call her my girlfriend, but am I romanticizing what a realtionship is? (I'm pretty sure I already told her yes while we were both drunk at her fiance's birthday party... So, hopefully I didn't mess up and potentially ruin another good relationship of mine if I get scared/self-conscious and want to back out suddenly...) It's just that... after an incident for Easter, I'm kinda people-phobic. I know I'm asexual, but I've been feeling pretty aromantic too since then... That's why I'm having trouble writing fics right now. I'm having trouble seeing things that used to be easy to visualize.

My logic is that... I'm powerful with my husbands behind me. But I feel weirdly weak, vulnerable, out of palce, and pathetic when dealing with reality. But I'm hanging on. I'm still trying to write and draw because those are my two passions. I just wish it weren't suddenly so hard to do.

I need to find something to procrastinate about... That always makes being creative easier, doesn't it? 👀