#mayfest

[cgclarkphoto]

Tulsa Mayfest -  cg photography

[duranduratulsa]

Tulsa past and present: Tulsa Mayfest #tulsa #oklahoma #tulsaoklahoma #mayfest

[monwillica]

mayfest baekhyun he looked so pretty

[noname21sstuff-blog]

Celebrate Mayfest 2023 at Saadiyat Beach Golf Club

 A free entry to a fun-filled weekend to celebrate the German Spring Festival, 12th & 13th May ‘23

 A free entry to a fun-filled weekend to celebrate the German Spring Festival, 12th & 13th May ‘23 Mayfest is known for its vibrant and colorful atmosphere, featuring food, drinks, and live entertainment. The festival will take place at Saadiyat Beach Golf Club’s lawn on Saturday 12th and Sunday 13th May, from 6pm to midnight on each day. Choose one from three food packages available including…

[scotianostra]

On 29th February 1904 the Pavilion Theatre, Glasgow, opened.

Designed by Bertie Crewe for Thomas Barrasford, the Pavilion Theatre opened at the corner of Renfield Street and Renfrew Street, Glasgow on the 29 February, 1904. It was regarded as luxurious for its time with its decor being described by the owners as “pure Louis XV”. An electrically operated sliding roof ensured good ventilation.

Performances in the early days were mainly variety, melodrama and pantomime. Many of the leading music hall artistes of the period appeared at the Pavilion, including Marie Lloyd, Little Tich, Harry Lauder, Florrie Forde, Will Fyffe, Sarah Bernhardt and a then unknown Charlie Chaplin.

Since the 1930s, the Pavilion began to host pantomimes with top name stars of the Scottish variety scene, such as Harry Gordon and Dave Willis. In more recent times it has produced plays, such as ‘The Sash’ and ‘The Steamie’.

The Pavilion Theatre is now the only privately run theatre in Scotland and one of a few unsubsidised independent theatres left in Britain.

“Defying all the odds, Glasgow’s Pavilion regularly purveys variety to this day. All the more remarkable as it is completely unsubsidised and receives no funding from the Scottish Arts Council and kindred bodies whose thoughts and cash are directed at higher cultural activities. It remains the last stronghold of a long music hall tradition in Europe’s City of Culture owing everything to a dedicated staff and patrons and nothing to the public purse.

With its imposing terra cotta facade, the Pavilion Theatre of Varieties was designed by Bertie Crewe in the grand manner for Thomas Barrasford. The domed ceiling was surmounted by an electrically controlled sliding roof for ventilation. Fine Rococo plasterwork on the circle, balcony and box fronts; decoration executed in pure Louis XV; handsome mahogany woodwork and the marble mosaic floor all lent the 1800 seat theatre an aura of splendour.

No less amusing than the dentist advertising in the Pavilion programme “painless extractions with nitrous oxide for 4/- (20p) or cocaine for 1/- (5p)”, were the press observations on the “fashionable company” which attended the Pavilion’s first house on 29th February,1904. We learn that “among the elite there was quite a preponderance of ladies and gentlemen of quality in evening dress”. Alas, class consciousness and respectability were all in Edwardian Britain!

The ‘forties and ‘fifties saw pantomime runs of sixteen weeks, the happy and hilarious summer seasons were emulated during the 1960s and early 1970s by Lex McLean. Another regular crowd puller to Renfield Street was Jack Milroy.

Lulu from Dennistoun (real name Marie Lawrie) broke box office records in 1975, Billy Connolly, Hector Nicol Andy Cameron portrayed their own distinctive brands of humour while Scottish songstresses Lena Zavaroni, , Sheena Easton, Lena Martell and Barbara Dickson also scored heavily with Pavilion audiences.

It was anything but plain sailing for the Pavilion and there was gloomy speculation of closure after incurring heavy financial losses in 1981. Spared the fate which befell the Queens, Metropole, Empire, Alhambra and Empress Theatres, the 80 years old Pavilion was rescued by James Glasgow and transformed into a modest profit maker. Smash-hit shows with Sydney Devine; spells from hypnotist Robert Halpern; pantomime with Denny Willis, and one night gigs from the foremost modern television entertainers have kept the cash tills registering.

The Pavilion also played a major role in the annual Mayfest – Glasgow’s International Festival of popular theatre, music, the arts and community programmes.

Little altered and virtually unspoilt since its inception, the seating capacity of 1449 is made up of 677 stalls, 341 circle, 413 balcony and 18 box seats. While the stiff shirts in chauffeur-driven cabs have given way to coach parties from the rural areas of Strathclyde and beyond, a policy of providing the best in live entertainment has been pursued consistently. The portents look good for the vibrant Pavilion Theatre of Varieties.”

The Pavillion is, in my view a survivor, even over the past few years tragedy has struck the area with a series of fires.

[bonos-grindcore-sideproject]

Truly the best thing that ever happened in Albany, NY. - PJ

Happy Birthday Bono! Bono of U2 is 63 years old today. Here he is backstage at SUNY Albany Mayfest, 5/7/1983. Opening for U2 that afternoon were David Johansen, Flock of Seagulls, and Robert Hazard. Tickets were $5 for students, which included beer. The legal drinking age had recently been raised to 19 years old. ©️martinbenjamin2023

[fashionablyfyrdraaca]

WIP Day!

I was tagged by @camelliagwerm to share a portion of a WIP I'm working on. :D

I'll go ahead and tag (if you don't want to do this or don't have the spoons, please feel free to ignore!!): @nsewell @coruscas @faerune @duskfey @yuniper @anzellla @fatalwhims

Under the read more is part of my upcoming fic about how Archibald meets the Likely Lass for the first time. :D The game is very sparse on details about how it goes down other than it involves going to a bar/club for recreation after being at Zee. So I wanted to try and detail the immediate attraction between the two while exploring how someone might meet the Likely Lass.

As the wine fills him with warmth, the Cardinal describes the way the heat of the sun would make him lay in the fields as a child with the grass prickling through his clothes and the heat leaving comfortable exhaustion in his limbs. He remembers the way the sun against him would make his hand’s skin glow as he held it over his eyes in defense. He describes the way the sunburn would blister and peel, as if that faraway light was living under his own skin. The recollection brings him back to happier times. Or at least times where he wasn’t stuck in this cave and half dead. The bandage at his throat, keeping his jaw connected to the rest of him, feels like it is tightening. He swallows and adjusts his shirt collar, trying to push away the thoughts of despair at never being able to leave the Neath.

“It is too bad you will never be able to see the Surface. There are many things a young lady such as yourself would enjoy up there.”

“Like what,” Likely asks, refilling her wine glass. He notices her meal is much closer to being finished than his.

“If I could, I would have you see my motherland. Schiltach at the time of our Mayfest can be so beautiful,” he pauses, staring into the candle and dredging up the lusts of his youth. “If… I could… I would tie ribbons in your family’s garden in eternal admiration of your beauty. I would have you sup on the finest of sweet woodruff wine prepared by mine own hand. To dance with you by the Maypole would be among the greatest of pleasures.”

“You speak so poetically to a woman you have only known an hour!” Likely says, laughing. Her laughter is musical like the peal of a bell, accenting the round apple of her cheeks. The Cardinal finds himself staring at her lips. 

“I… am sorry. I forget myself. The Zee has rusted my sense of propriety.”

[electriccenturies]

Just went to Mayfest (Deaf festival) and it was cool but man, it made me really realise how much I still suck at conversation no matter the language :(

[pinkblusher92]

Patch reunion to celebrate Mayfest.

[i-am-hoo-iyam]

The eating contest cuz idk I thought it was a fun idea for this rowdy bunch of food loving adventure seeking skele-pirates

“Are we there yet?” Sans stomach growled. “I’m putting down anchor right now! How did we run out of food again?” Razz started preparing the anchor “A rat.” Said sighed “ We had a whole bag of rice left but he spoiled it”. “Fuggin rats. First thing imma do after we eat is buy us a cat! Yeah yeah I’ll clean it’s poops and stuff”.

After they anchored and lowered the plank they noticed a crowd. “Hey look” blue got exited. “ lol klook they have a whole three tables of food!” The crew was weary of strangers but had no choice as they were starving and haven’t eaten since yesterday.

Bear approached some guy with a microphone. “Dis an earring contest?” “Well it was but then one of the contestants ran off with their pirate crew and half the prize. We only have the food and a small pouch of coins left…” “my crew is interested… if we can also get a cat if we win”

One of the contestants from the local town backed out now that the big prize was gone, but three of them stayed for fun cuz they didn’t care much about the prize, and a nice pouch of gold and silver was still worth plenty. Razz want interested and of course cash wanted someone else from the crew to win them the money. Reds brother who’s name has left me met an old friend, undyne ( the original one) and her crew of fish men and went to have breakfast with them. They were frenemies and their crews still fought but undyne and I forget his name got along well. Stretch disappeared down an alley. He didn’t like crowds. Cinimon ennt to get a crack on his goggles repaired. Papyrus found the part of the festival thet was geared more at kids, and entered himself in a kite making and flying contest.

Sans wanted to join cuz he loved eating. Blue wanted to join cuz he was overconfident in himself. Bear entered cuz he was pressuring sure he could win, being so big and able to consume A LOT of food. Red entered cuz he thought why not and he was really hungry.

Cash snuck up to bear. “Ok buddy here’s the king and short of it. I know you can win this thing there’s no doubt no siree! If you win it for me l give you this vintage bottle cap! A genuine collectible worth more than gold! All you gotta do is win this. I know you got it in the bag. Go get em champ!” Bear took the bottle cap and crushed it in his hand and dropped it. “O-ok buddy I see your not interested in my offer… how about this rare snorelite stone ( not a real mineral). Yessir genuine snorelite-“ bear put it in his mouth and bit down and broke it into peices and spit them out while looking cash in the eye. “Scram”. Cash scramed.

“We have two visiting pirate crews with us on this fine mayfest day! We have the fish men! Competing in the tournament is the strong and hungry fletcherrrrrr! And we have from our skeleton pirates, red, sans, bear, and bluuuuuueeeee! And our other two reigning champs from our very own village……… Saul and nick! Whoever can finish eating Al the food wins this small uh…” the announcer diddnt look very happy about the small pouch he could fit in one hand.

Cash slink on stage. “Here lemme annnounce the prize. The contestants are competing for this ebtire pouch of assorted silver and gold! Silver! For when the merchant doesn’t have enough to give you change back ofr gold so you can pay in silver instead! And gold! The most valuable of them all! In this 100% recycled bag thst can be used again after all the coins are emptied out! And this cat. WHAT A STEAL”. He dropped the mic at tthe feet of the astounded announcer and walked off stage.

“Well uh you heard him. What a nice proze to compete for! And a free cat with your gold! And silver. On your marks, get set, EAT EAT EAT!”

Blue was the first. He ate an entire huge ass turkey and started on the second and then puked all over his plate and ran off to cling to papyruses leg and complain about his stomach ache. Red was second, but he stopped himself before he ate too much, as he mostly joined for free food. Fletcher for eliminated and had to be carried away as he was too full to move. Sans got sick and was eliminated. Bear out ate Saul. Nick and bear were head to head. Nick stopped and started yelling in pain. He let out a huge fart and collapsed. Bear finnished the remaining food (!) and lay down right on the stage and fell asleep. Nobody could get him to wake up from his food coma.

Razz took the pouch of coins and tossed it high in a tree to watch cash try and get it. “Now how about that cat?” A young man who smelled kinda funky got exited. “ OOO we have a whole house of cats! My house…”. “Nah I don’t want some prissy pet. I want a stray or something, a cat that can get the mice and and rats on our ship”. “Oh. We have a few stays who wander to my house sometimes. If you can take one he’s yours.”

Razz and stretch went to look for a cat. Stretch pointed one out he found in the alley. “No she’s preggo. Look ehy does would she be so fat. And look at her uh her chest. We can’t just leave her here either though…” they found a nice family who was willing to take on the cat while she had her kittens. Razz round one but he was very very old. The villagers were also very fond of him. Stretch found a puppy and a little girl for exited her dog had been found. Her mom scolded her about leaving the gate ajar.

Razz saw a lovely ginger cat. Lean and healthy. He went to pick beast up and he bit razz and walked off. “This cat!” “But he just bit you”. “Exactly. He’s a killing machine”. Stretch tried approaching beast in a friendlier manner and wa sable to pick him up to take back to the ship. Beast seemed right at him and went off to chase a fly and then killed it and ate it while razz gagged.

The end cuz I’m outta ideas for the story.

[cgclarkphoto]

shopping eyes -  cg photography

[readingsquotes]

"Following the investigation, local prosecutors brought charges against two students for theft of advertising services. The little-known statute appears to only exist in Illinois and California, where it was originally passed to prevent the Ku Klux Klan from distributing recruitment materials in newspapers. The statute makes it illegal to insert an “unauthorized advertisement in a newspaper or periodical.” The students, both of whom are Black, now face up to a year in jail and a $2,500 fine.

“I have never seen anyone charged with theft of advertising,” said Elaine Odeh, a lawyer who formerly supervised public defenders in Cook County, Illinois, which includes Evanston, where Northwestern is based. ...Some student staffers working for the actual Daily Northwestern are angry that charges are going forward, according to a former Daily Northwestern editor and current student, who requested anonymity for fear of retaliation from school officials. “It’s very clear that this is a discriminatory action,” the student said. The Daily Northwestern’s own editorial board wrote Monday that its publisher should formally request that the case be dropped, calling the investigation “unnecessary and harmful.” ...

Stephanie Kollmann, the policy director of a Northwestern’s law school clinic focused on criminal justice, questioned why SPC chose to go directly to the police rather than issuing a cease-and-desist letter to the students. Kollmann said colleges and affiliated institutions often seek to keep incidents out of the courts despite potential criminal conduct. The fact that charges were brought in this case means that SPC, university police, and the state’s attorney’s office all used their discretion to opt for the harshest response.

"The idea that multiple people in a chain of reaction to this incident repeatedly decided to not use any of the other tools of reproval available to them,” said Kollmann, “but rather chose to pursue it as a criminal act is frankly remarkable."

Many at the university are pushing back on the charges. Over 70 student organizations — including high-profile groups like Mayfest Productions, which sponsors an annual music festival on campus — have pledged to not speak with the Daily Northwestern until the charges are dropped. “Even students who have just been generally quiet on what's happening with Israel and Palestine, I've been seeing them speak out for the first time regarding this,” said a student organizer, who requested anonymity due to fears of retaliation from the university.

More than 5,000 people have signed a student-led petition calling on SPC to drop the charges and alleging that the incident represents “targeted over-policing of Black students.”

[whitepolaris]

Center of the Universe: Tulsa

The Bermuda Triangle. Stonehenge. Crop circles. The world is so wondrous and complicated that there are countless mysteries science had yet to solve. There are places on this earth that seemingly defy we know about its natural machinations, and restore awe and splendor to a jaded populace. This blessed plot, this earth, this realm, this . . . Tulsa.

One of the country's most intriguing mystery spots sits comfortably in downtown Tulsa atop a pedestrian bridge, connecting First and Archer streets via Boston Avenue. This anomaly, which Tulsans modestly call "The Center of the Universe," is located directly within thirty-inch concrete circle on the ground, surrounded by thirteen concentric rows of worn bricks. Why thirteen? Only the helpful aliens know, but this genuine abnormality cannot be easily dismissed.

Actually, the circle that marks the Center of the Universe was not an original feature of the bridge. Tulsa built the bridge in 1930s to carry cars over the railroad tracks, but closed the span to automobiles in 1983 after a fire damaged a warehouse below. After that, it was refurbished as a pedestrian walkway. The architect of the project claims to have intended his circle design as a metaphor for the linking of the north and south sides of town, but that seems too pat. The circle, in fact, marks the location of an auditory oddity found nowhere else.

To experience the Center of the Universe phenomenon at its fullest, go with a friend. Sit in the middle of the circle and face any direction. Have your friend stand on the rim of the outermost circle of the bricks. If you speak in a normal tone of voice, you will not sound any different to your friend just a few feet away, but to you, your voice will sound amplified and tinny. The more you try to make sense of the sound quality, the more bizarre it'll sound to you. Then, when your friend speaks to you, he will hear your echo but not his own. How could that even be possible? The Center of the Universe consistently tickles visiting schoolchildren and vortex seekers until, of course, it begins to unnerve them.

Just to add to the spot's inscrutability and panache, the Center of the Universe is flanked by a sixty-foot abstract sculpture of a totem pole called Artificial Cloud, or sometimes Unity. American Indian artist Robert Hoazous claims to have erected the structure to commemorate Tulsa's 1991 Mayfest, and not to act as a landing beacon for intergalactic ships, or to summon Nessie.

Tulsa's municipal leaders dismiss the Center of the Universe as a "fluke," or at most, a simple "whisper chamber." One doubt speculates that an expansion joint that bisects the circle underneath the bridge vibrates with the sound of a nearby voice, causing a slightly delayed, metallic echo.

Wait, we hear the echo now. It's saying, "Hogwash." -Craig Robertson

[mgcountyksdemocrats]

By now you all have heard that the former president was convicted of 34 felonies. 34! That is a lot of felonies. But $34? Worth the investment!

How about we mark the event by each contributing $34 to the county party? We have elections coming up; we want to participate fully in working to elect Democrats.

We had booths at the Cherry Blossom Festival and Mayfest. We will again at the Coffeyville Summer Celebration; the Memorial Hall Lobby Reception before the Neewollah Grand Parade has become routine. We have CD 2 candidates to bring to MG County in the near future so the entire county can meet, greet, and get to know them.

Can you pitch in? We'd love it if you can!

Now for the nuts and bolts. We have an ActBlue account. so you can use your credit card at https://secure.actblue.com/donate/mcdp-1.

Until next time,

Montgomery County, Kansas Democratic Party

[scotianostra]

Happy Birthday one Scotlands finest musicians' fiddle player Aly Bain, born in Lerwick, Shetland May 15th, 1946.

Bain began playing the fiddle at the age of 11 and studied under influential Shetland fiddler Tom Anderson. In the late '70s, he played on two of Anderson's albums -- The Silver Bow and Shetland Folk Fiddling, Vol. 2. Honing his craft in a series of local bands, Bain attracted international attention after joining Irish/Scottish band, the Boys of the Lough, whom he met at the Falkirk Folk Festival in 1969.

Aly released his debut solo outing, First Album, in 1985. Three years later, he traveled to Louisiana to record the album, Aly Meets the Cajuns. The same year, he met Phil Cunningham at a pub near Edinburgh and they agreed to tour together. Their first duo album, The Pearl, released in 1994, was followed by The Ruby in 1997.

Bain has hosted several musical series for BBC Television. Down Home explored the spread of the Celtic fiddle tradition from Ireland and Scotland to North America. Push the Boat Out, shown in 1991, was taped during the Mayfest celebrations in Glasgow. The Shetland Set, shown the same year, was taped at the Shetland Folk Festival. Bain's autobiography, Fiddler on the Loose, co-written by Alistair Clark, was published by Mainstream Publishing in 1993.

Aly had a wee health scare in 2019 and had to undrgo a triple heart bypass, but was soon on his feet again and is keeping himself busy.

Today, Aly continues to be an ambassador for Scotland abroad and a powerful advocate for traditional music.

Aly Bain & Phil Cunningham are currently touring, you can catch them next at Backstage at The Green in Kinross, on May 23rd The two will be at Sidmouth Folk Festival in August and will return to Scotland for gigs in Forres and Lanark, two concets in Glasgow's Òran Mór in September, quite fitting as the rough translation for the Gaelic name of the venue is 'great melody of life' or 'big song',