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That Celtic-Folk, Jazz-Waltz, Novelty Christmas Song We All Didn’t Know We Needed Is Here… by the Bros. Kelce

(November 18, 2023).  I’m willing to bet that no two NFL Super Bowl opponents have ever teamed up for a music duet — then have that song top iTunes every day since its release — and do so just days before they’re due to battle in a key rematch between their teams on Monday Night Football (November 20). But then no two NFL players have ever been the Kelces — brothers and 2023 media superstars…

[mylifeinsound]

Philly Show NOT to be missed: POND at Union Transfer November 14!!!

One of our favorite bands, POND are heading back to Philly to play Union Transfer next Thursday November 14th!! Get your tickets now here! This show is all ages! Doors open at 7pm at Union Transfer and the show starts at 8PM with Fazerdaze from New Zealand as support, so get there on time to catch them live! The tour is in support of POND‘s epic new album Stung! released this summer, their…

[alazarrr]

• REST WELL FRANKIE, We All Love You.

• We Will Always Pay Respect & Pay Homage To You…

- ART BY ME • AL. AZAR -

[charleswiedenmann]

Rock - Ola

Philadelphia, PA – The early 70s My dad had this couple he was friends with back in the late 60s and early 70s. He met them through the bank where he worked in Northeast Philly. They were a cool sort of hippie couple in their 30s. That period in our history was a great time of change in this country. But my dad liked them and they were nice people. They turned him on to the counter culture of…

[fsfsfsgkgkgk]

Trump vs. Michael Jackson

[curryvillain]

Jamaica Salutes LEgendary Songwriter Thom Bell In Our New Playlist!

As we close another Black History Month, we use this last day to honour a Jamaican who helped to shape the musical landscape. His name is Thom Bell, and he is the co-creator of the “Philadelphia Soul” that reigned the 1970s. A Songwriter, Producer, Composer, and Arranger, Thom Bell gave the world classics, and has influenced generations. Today, we salute him with our latest Playlist titled,…

[365erik]

I wrote a blog post about the Citizen app.

[zoekeating]

Dear Listeners, 

Happy 2024 to you, in all its weirdness. 

I’m working on NEW MUSIC and will be sharing little bits of it and my process with you as I go along. For now, I’m putting the videos on Instagram and my Facebook Page and will link to them on my blog (sorry I let that lapse, somehow I managed to forget blogging existed). Here’s the first, a snippet of a song with the working title “Supernumerary”

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What else? There are a few concerts in the immediate future:

March 15 - ArtYard - Frenchtown, NJ

March 16 - Underground Arts - Philadelphia, PA

March 17 - Le Poisson Rouge - NYC, NY

March 21 - Big Ears Festival - Knoxville, TN

The show in Philadelphia is opening up for my old friends, the Sleepytime Gorilla Museum. My connections to members of that band go back 20+ years to my 964 Natoma days. I first encountered Nils Frykdahl in the previous millennium while he was playing amplified flute in the rafters of the warehouse along with Dan Rathburn making noise and sparks with an arc welder that illuminated butoh performer Shinichi Moma Koga contorting himself on a metal grate. Anyway, Sleepytime is a delightful group of very talented avant garde art rockers and this year needs more of their unfiltered catharsis. I immediately said yes when they asked if I would play for one of their East Coast dates to support their new album.

The Big Ears festival is something I’ve wanted to play at for almost a decade, so I am beyond thrilled to be added this year. I’ll be sticking around for the festival to hear as many of the other artists as possible, it’s off the hook, check it out https://bigearsfestival.org/

More concerts dates are coming in the autumn. East, west, middle, as many as I can fit in ;-)

Thank you for listening!

celloly yours, Z

[acrossthewavesoftime]

Tumblr Dashboard Simulator, the British of the American Revolutionary War

🌊my-peggys-husband

We have a man confin'd aboard the Preston, a common scrub by the name of Benjamin Hichborn, who was caught carrying the most extraordinary letter pertaining the private dealings of one Mr G. Washington, written to him by a Mr B. Harrison:

As you can see from an etching of the original as printed above, that man is a rascal and a scoundrel. For how is a man to be trusted to keep true to his country, if he cannot remain true to his wife? Mrs Admiral says that she should not suffer such a husband, and that any man of any worth & quality should reject him.

This is your time to join the True Protectors of Moralty and Order around these parts!

#may that man washington and his cursed boot lickers rot in hell #britain #pro britain #a pox upon the continentals #boston #local politics

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🎻the-saddest-violin

This may differ slightly from my usual missives about playing the violin and new musicians to be aware of (Haydn and Boccerini are to be highly recommended, especially the latter is as yet little known in these parts, though very innovative in his compositions), but I feel I can no longer withhold what troubles me, and have no other place to speak of it:

There is a lady whom I have fixed my affection upon, and cannot forget her; yet she is wed to a scoundrel, and has a son by him. We see each other daily, and until now I have held my tongue, but my soul can no longer endure this torment.

We share an acquaintance that is too long to be recounted here, and does not signify. What is of some import is that in recent times, I have observed her grown less reticent in her intercourse with me, joking, smiling, and conversing freely. Might it be true that she may keep me in the same regard as I do her?

I knew that I held her in high affection her when first I saw her, when she was stood in my parlour at Boston, fall'n on hard times and heavy with child. That very moment, she could have ask'd me to be the Joseph to her Mary, and I would gladly have accepted her, and her child, who is dear to me also, into my home.

For I am a shy b-tch, as I have before confessed to, I ask of you:

#poll #private #henry rambles on

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🦸‍♂️gentleman-johnny

It is with sadness that I have to announce that for the time being, I will have to take a step back from social media.

Do not fret, this blog will not be taken down, and you shall not be deprived of access to my plays on my website; yet a personal emergency, and a busy work schedule demand of me to retire from my online pursuits.

Pray not for me, pray for Charlotte.

#personal #psa

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🤰🏻fromthingsgoingbaddeleytoworse

I keep thinking of a song I heard play the other day, but cannot recall it entire, I know but the first few lines of it.

If one of you could do me the immense kindness to tell me its title, and perhaps some print-shop where it might be got, I would be much obliged.

It goes:

He never speaks his passions He never speaks his views Whereas other men speak volumes The man I love is mute In truth, I can't recall Being wooed with words at all Even now He plays the violin He tucks it right under his chin And he bows, oh he bows For he knows, yes he knows

#ask #music #song #ough #never has a song felt so true to my soul

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🎭meschianza-updates-official

UPDATE: Your Knights in Shining Armour REVEALED!

Dear Friends, estemm'd Citizens of Philadelphia, my brave Brothers-in-Arms!

It is an honour to unveil to you the participants of the Meschianza's jousting tournament! Our fourteen gallant heroes will take each other on in two teams, the Knights of the Blended Rose and the Knights of the Burning Mountain. ...Can you espy Yours Truly on the list?

Guests (particularly you, ladies!) are encouraged to select their champion and cheer him to victory!

Remember, the Meschianza, our grand farewell event for General Howe and an immersive masquerade experience, will take place on 2 June 1778. There will be many exciting activities, such as a regatta, a ball, our exclusive joust, and a fireworks display!

If you have any more questions regarding the dress code or the location's anti-American security measures, you can PM this blog, or my private arts and poetry blog, @johnandree-privee!

#meschanzia #philadelphia #masque #society #party of the year #apply for tickets while some are yet left!

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🐕howo

With these new devices call'd mobile phones, it has grown much easier to do a great many things; is any here who can recommend any app or device that should allow for me to know where my dog is when I cannot see him? It appears that he has got off again, and it would be very bad indeed were it to happen in battle, and he to fall into the enemy's hands. Suggestions are welcome!

#dogs #petcare

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📗thegreencoe-t

@johnaandree-privee tagged me to share some drawings, etchings &tc., which are representative of One's character:

Having viewed mine, and should youl like to share such a composition of images of your own, consider yourself tagg'd by me!

#tag game #aesthetic #dark academia

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💂diary-of-a-lady-hessian

Es sollte einer jeden Frau, so einen rechtschaffenen Mann hat, ein Betrübniß sein, wenn er unter so einem wie dem General Burgoyne dienet.

#hot takes #for my english speaking friends #generals clinton and philipps i respect #general burgoyne i do not

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♟️howey

@ben-franklin better luck next time!

#chess #politics #soft politics #diplomacy

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🔴patrioticheroesnevergetdeactivated--deactivated

To all the people who reported me and got my old account @awesome-arnold deactivated: you're mere pathetic haters. I did what I had to do, and you cannot fault me for it.

All the missives I received that were unsigned prove the cowardice of you people in the face of one who knows what it means to risk his life, and lose his health for his cause.

We will win this war, just you wait. My blog won't go anywhere, and the British Army won't either!!!

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[tape-in-jocylen]

Hi! My name is Tape, I'm a 22 year old journalist from Philadelphia! Welcome to my blog about the small town of Jocylen :D, a small town in East Virginia. The reason I'm doing this is because of the disappearance of my great aunt Note Pad around 60 years ago when she was 17.

This is me:

I like to have a lot of fun, love to design and decorate, listen to music, and write!

Read more ⤵️

What I'll be doing:

- Sharing the SeCrEtS of the town

- Finding out how my great aunt disappeared

- Take Photos

- Make friends!!!

Tomorrow I fly to Virginia Beach! Here's some stuff I'm bringing!

I can't wait to go!!!

Dated 6/5/24

[mylifeinsound]

RELIVE THE SHOW: MXMTOON AT THE UNDERGROUND CHARLOTTE, NC

MXMTOON rocked The Underground in Charlotte, NC! Relive the show through our photographer Briella Violet‘s photos below: Get tickets to mxmtoon‘s 2025 tour here!!! Keep up with mxmtoon: Link Instagram TikTok Facebook Twitter YouTube Spotify Link Twitch Keep up with Mylifeinsound: Instagram TikTok Facebook Twitter Threads RELIVE THE SHOW: LA LUZ IN PHILADELPHIA by…

[vampyreblogger]

here's an introduction post because i've had stuff in my bio for so long but never made a post! :3

so, hiiiii! introduction under the cut :3

hiya XD !!!

about me:

my name's ozzy, and my pronouns are he/they/she (with a heavy preference on he/him). i love vampires (if that wasn't obvious :P) and i'm 18 years old and live in the uk. i'm emo and goth (but moreso emo) !!

i also am diagnosed with autism & adhd, which isn't super important but does explain my posting habits lol

i'm always open to messages and asks from anyone - mutuals or not! i promise i'm friendly X3

i'm arospec and polyamorous and my partners are @abowlofpastainatophat 🦥 & @a-vverevvolfs-vvorld 🐀

my pfp is regularly updated when i change my appearance/feel like it, and the picrew i use is:

https://picrew.me/en/image_maker/1469769

about my posts & reblogs:

i'm terrible at tagging but i try to tag original posts w "ozzy rambles" and edits w "ozzy edits"

i'm a multifandom mess, so i can't guarantee there won't be any curveball fandoms but generally i will post stuff abt the fandoms below (⭐️ = special interest) (‼️ = current hyperfixation)

music:

my chemical romance ⭐️

panic! at the disco

pierce the veil

counting crows

podcasts:

the magnus archives

the magnus protocol

rusty quill gaming

shows:

supernatural ⭐️

it's always sunny in philadelphia ‼️

hannibal

merlin

the x files

avatar: the last airbender

breaking bad

death note

buffy the vampire slayer

interview with the vampire

games:

skyrim

assassin's creed 2

fnaf: pizzeria simulator

baldur's gate 3

youtubers:

dan and phil

general interests:

shakespeare

music

vampires

horror

about my writing:

my fanfic blog is @vampyrewriter and i take commissions (but also i will probably listen to any requests/suggestions anyway - i'm always looking for new ideas!)

other sideblogs:

my digital scrapbook blog is @vampyrescrapbook

my poetry blog (mostly unused) is @vampyrepoem

my backup(?) blog is @vampyresilly

thank you for reading! xoxo

[charleswiedenmann]

Base Camp

This was the only photo I could find online of what our little tents looked like, but you get the idea. Philadelphia, PA – 1976 One of the things we used to like to do was to make tents in our backyard. This was accomplished by finding some large sheets and old blankets. Back then many people had a washer in their basement but not a dryer. My mom would hang our clothes to dry on lines strung…

[somafalls]

hi my name is june i'm 22 and a girl and i make screamo and hip hop and electronic dance music with my wonderful transsexual friends in philadelphia

(no minors)

aesthetic blog - soundcloud - instagram

[afterdarkprincess]

i won’t be denied by you (the animal inside of you)

Rating: Explicit Pairing: CM Punk/Drew McIntyre Word Count: 932 Summary: Drew McIntyre is obsessed with CM Punk. Haunted by CM Punk. Possessed by him.

AO3 Link

I cannot explain what happened here- I am still in the middle of my other WIPs I promise 😅

This fic is Explicit- my blog is not intended for minors, this is not one of my fluffy happy fics. Reader Beware- this fic contains very rough Masturbation, Anal Fingering, Intense Fantasies that include blood, dog collars, object insertion, etc. Full tag list on AO3.

tags for @thlayli-ra @elementaldoughnut12 @feelschicken @harmshake if anybody else wants tagged in any other punkintyre fics from me, please let me know ♥️

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Steam fills the air in the confines of the hotel bathroom, the dial turned as hot as it will go as Drew stands in the sweltering spray.

Outside of the room, the hotel, the city of Philadelphia sings it’s ugly song, cars honking, men screaming obscenities in the streets, babies crying, life happening all around. The whole world spinning on as normal.

But inside this hotel bathroom, Drew McIntyre is reeling.

He had won. He’d won the World Heavyweight Championship. He’d pinned Seth Rollins, proved himself the better man, the Champion. He’d held the belt in his hands, heard the roar of the crowd chanting his name, everything he’d dreamed of for years.

He soaked in the moment, feeling a high he could barely describe. And then, over the noise, he heard his voice.

Punk.

Sat at the announce desk, hands in his lap, grin on his face.

Everything else fell away. The crowd, the lights, even Drew’s own family, who had flown all the way from Scotland to see him, see this moment.

It was just him and Punk.

He wanted- he needed to-

In the hot spray of the shower, Drew slammed his fist against the tile, splitting open his knuckle in the process.

He’d debased himself, crawled across the announce desk like a common whore. Presented the belt and himself, arching his back, flexing his thighs, flipping back his hair.

He had mumbled, too low for the camera or even Punk himself to hear, about how he would wait for the man to come back so he could finish him himself.

The words sounded hollow to his own ears.

“This is your moment.” Punk had said. “Why are you making this about me?”

Doesn’t he know everything is about him?

All of it, whether Drew had intended it or not, had been about CM fucking Punk since the moment his music hit at Survivor Series.

And it all had led to this, this moment. On his knees in front of Punk, ready to beg for what he needed so desperately.

But that’s not what happened, was it?

Punk laid his hands on him, grabbing his leg, pulling it out from under him after his wanton display. He’d ripped off his suit jacket, only to beat him with his brace and stop Drew into the floor with his fancy shoes.

Like Drew is beneath him, not even worthy of his time.

“I’ll show ‘im.” He growls, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. “Give ‘im no bloody choice but to see me.”

He lets out a guttural groan as he shoves two fingers inside himself, working them in and out of his hole roughly. He’s already hard and aching, his dick leaking precum despite the burn in his asshole.

Shame and arousal overwhelm him. He’s sick and he knows it, getting off on pain, losing sleep, missing workouts, he lost the one thing he’s been working towards for years all because he cannot get his mind off of CM Punk.

The man has invaded his waking thoughts and plagued him in his dreams. Too often Drew wakes up in the wee hours in a sweat, his sheets soiled or his dick engorged and wanting from the visions he sees behind his eyes.

They stir him now as he stretches his abused hole, scissoring his two fingers wide before plunging his ring finger in with a cry.

He sees himself with a dog collar tight around his throat, a stained metal chain that binds him to his opponent, his enemy, his lover, who smiles with bloodied shark’s teeth.

He sees his own naked body draped over a locker room bench, blindfolded and bound as Punk whips him viciously with a leather crop. When his lover is satisfied with the state of his bloodied ass he shoves the handle inside of him, and revels in the sound he makes.

The scenes flash before his eyes, each depraved and grotesque. Gagging on Punk’s cock on bloodied knees, screaming as his hole is pounded mercilessly with only his blood to ease the way, his nipples twisted and tortured as Punk laughs in delight.

He shoves his pinky in with the others and rubs against his prostate, the hot coil of arousal growing as his mind races.

Drew wraps his free fist around his cock and imagines it’s Punk’s hand instead, grip painfully tight as he tugs himself towards completion.

He feels lightheaded for a moment- the heat of the shower getting to him, and he can almost feel the warm touch of a body behind him, the possessive curl of fingers at his hip.

“Are you going to come for me?” Punk’s voice whispers hot into his ear. “Of course you are, you disgusting whore.”

Drew’s toes curl, his muscles contracting painfully in his thighs as he shoots cum onto the tiled walls. His hole clenches around his fingers, and he jerks with sensitivity, banging his forehead against the shower head.

He feels blood drip down his face from his temple, and another stream of cum shoots out of him.

Pathetic.

He can stand it no longer.

He removes his fingers from his sore abused hole, observing the streaks of blood that wash away in the streams of water.

When the evidence of his depravity is gone, he reaches for the temperature control and turns it sharply to cold, letting the cold shock cleanse him of his sins.

He emerges and wipes away at the steam that’s collected on the mirror.

He only sees himself in the reflection.

Punk’s laughter rings in his ears.

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Hope you enjoyed!! I know this isn't my usual- but this would not leave me alone, they would not leave me alone lol