#mountain jam

[spilladabalia]

Gov't Mule - "Gold Dust Woman" ft. Grace Potter - Mountain Jam VI - 6/4/10

[guerrilla-operator]

The Allman Brothers Band // Mountain Jam (Theme From "First There Is A Mountain") - Live At The Fillmore East, March 12 & 13, 1971

[k5shasstuff]

jay dear I love you but you're going to die in every single multiverse

[heelturndeux]

THE MOUNTAIN GOATS - Jenny From Thebes vs All Hail West Texas (+ Night Light, Straight Six)

[geraskierfanficprompts]

Prompt 39

Geralt is standing above the unconscious bloodied body of his beloved, Jaskier. The mage Geralt was tracking down to kill had meant to blast Geralt, but Jaskier had tackled the mage and things got ugly. The mage chuckles, eerily, and prowls closer. "So the mighty witcher has a weakness after all. Perhaps it'd be best if I do let you both live. Eternal sorrow is far more delicious than a passing trifle." And Geralt falls unconscious. He relives his entire life through flashes of memories, though they're all cruel and wrong. Things happen differently, skewed and twisted. The first time he meets Jaskier, he punches him in the stomach. Jaskier is standing beside him, near a body of water, as Geralt insults his voice. His passion, his livelihood, his reason for living. Jaskier standing outside awkwardly as Geralt fucks Yennefer. Geralt can see him in his peripheral, and yet he doesn't stop, nor even have the decency to pull the curtains, he just continues. Soon enough, the blur of colors at the edge of his vision disappears as Jaskier runs into the distance. Geralt however thinks that the worst memories are the quick three-second flashes of him just endlessly needlessly insulting Jaskier throughout their decades of companionship. It's not banter, it's not teasing, it's just abuse. Then Geralt is suddenly on a mountain, and he's yelling at Jaskier. "If life could give me one blessing, it would be to take you off my hands!" ... Nevermind. This is the worst one. Geralt is sick to his stomach. Jaskier's eyes widen, and begin to tear up. His face pales of blood, he looks like he's about to faint. His lip even quivers, the way it does when he's well and truly devastated. And Geralt did that to him. "Right.. Uh.. I'll get the rest of the story from the others. I'll see you around Geralt." But then he wakes up in Yennefer's hut. "Where's Jaskier?" he asks immediately. "That bard you hated? The one that followed you around for a few years? I don't know. It's been years since you've even thought about that wretch." He explains that this is wrong. That he loves Jaskier. He adores him. And she tuts sympathetically before explaining that it was a spell the mage put him under. Fake memories of a life where he paired up with the bard. She mimes gagging at the sentiment and he feels hot with anger. As if Jaskier is such a bad choice of romantic partner. He storms out of her place and races off to find his bard. He needs to know for sure what their standing is, and even if he has been cruel, he can at least apologize to the poor bard. "I don't know what to do, Yenna!" A bandaged Jaskier shrieked as the afformentioned witch examined Geralt for the fourth time that hour. Geralt lay comatose in her guest bed, under some sort of spell. Every once in a while, Geralt frowns or winces in his sleep, but that's all they can get from him. "He hasn't woken up since we were fighting the mage." She has a feeling she knows what sort of spell it is. A very cruel trick to play. The mage was smart enough to trust Geralt's self-flagellation. That upon waking from a fake world he perceived as real where all he did was harm Jaskier, he'd most certainly distance himself from the real Jaskier in fear of becoming the version of him in the curse. The mage was dumb enough however, to not think of how far Jaskier would go to save his beloved.

[butchwrights]

just don't let go just don't, or jam entry #63 / neon orange glimmer song - the mountain goats / entry #66 / entry #86 / 1937 state park - car seat headrest / entry #86 / entry #86 / entry #66 / entry #60.5 / entry #66 / entry #87 / ezekiel and the permanent effigy of grace - the mountain goats / john darnielle on 'get lonely' / entry #74 / entry #72 / spit on a stranger - pavement / entry #74 / john darnielle on 'old college try' / overexposed (enjoy) - car seat headrest / entry #75 / entry #80

[bog-teeth]

[2/4] JAM EATER BLUES

for my VCD class i had to redesign album covers for a band- 3 singles and 1 album. i chose the mountain goats. heres jam eater blues

[unloneliest]

[n00talie]

some Locked Tomb WIPs that i never finished ✌️

[missusruin]

My peach hubris has gone too far what the fuck am i supposed to do with all these.

update made 2 peach pies, a cake, and 2 jars of jam. Rest got frozen. (ง •_•)ง

[adfamiliares]

hey man what if i told you that when i passed out in the store just now i saw you. yeah you were at the head of the heavenly chorus and you were singing. dude it was crazy it was like you were no longer dead at all and i gotta say i had a lot of questions and i was really glad to see you like really glad. sorry i touched your head like that i hope it was ok. did it hurt. the blood was really warm but it almost didn’t bother me like i almost thought i could endure it just then. yeah i mean it was like i was dead too for just second and bro you were there and your face was radiant with that smile. wow that’s a lot of blood. i love you. who said that. damn yeah okay you’re bleeding a lot huh.

[outofcontextgoats]

life is too short to refrain from eating jam out of the jar

[freckliedan]

literally my breath caught whenever dan was holding phils face for the slittening. i feel SO normal and regular about this stream👍

[goddesspharo]

Do you know where you are? Above 24,000, you're at the vertical limit. You're already dying. Look at you. You can hardly stand. If you think you can stop me, go ahead. [Top Gun: Maverick x Vertical Limit AU]

[ruhachari]

Future Strawberry jam 🍓

[goldenboypeanutsofficial]

jam eaters rejoice