#music school in singapore

[praisemusicschool]

On the history of music education

So what is so bad about letting music education be based around the Romantic ideals of  spectacle and performance? Surely the fee-paying public have a right to be satisfied? The problem is that it easy to define what a spectacular performance is. The same problem applies to the modern ideal of novelty in music. It is really easy to judge a piece of music and say: This piece of music breaks new ground, therefore it is good. There are two problems here: Firstly our "simple criteria" for evaluating music has turned out to be quite useless for describing what we find to be "good" in music. Secondly, even if that were that were not the case, it turns out to be extremely easy to run into limits for such simple criteria. As Jarred Diamond pointed out in his book "Collapse", the Easter Island civilisation didn't die out because they were no longer capable of building large stone statues, but because they were building large stone statues to stave off catastrophe (presumably instead of doing something worthwhile instead). Is it really possible (or feasible) to have much more monumental music than the Turangalila? To push the human capacity for speed that much faster than Wang? To make music more intricate than Ferneyhough's? Is music a sport? Or is it an art? So when the music exam system rewards and awards those who can play more intricate music, faster and with greater dynamic flourish we have to ask ourselves: What has any of this got to do with training our youth to play music? The problem isn't testing people's ability to play fast or complicated music. The problem is with equating that with a test of musical ability. I would have no objection to calling such exams “technical exams”, but calling them “music exams” puts it in the minds of the examiner and candidates alike that there is some universally accepted standard for what “good” is in music, and by extension that the examiner knows what that entails. I am not arguing for a relativistic approach either, I believe that there is an absolute objective aesthetic reality. But I don't believe that we as the human race knows, or can hope to know conclusively, just what that reality is. I also believe that all exams (not just music exams) must take this truth into account.  We must either test for “goodness” in music, properly defined instead using some arbitrary proxy, or we must test for technical proficiency. Mixing the two is a recipe for irrelevance of the classical exam structure in broader culture.

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[musicalacademy]

Level Up Your Guitar Skills with Free Beginner Guitar Lessons

Learning to play the guitar is a rewarding experience that combines creativity with discipline. Whether you're an aspiring musician or simply exploring a new hobby, guitar lessons can help you develop essential skills. For those in Singapore, there are plenty of opportunities to learn guitar from free online resources, as well as in-person options for a more structured approach. Finding the right balance between online lessons and physical classes, like those offered through music courses in Bukit Timah, can fast-track your progress and make learning fun and engaging.

[nyrafanboi]

The Music Shed - From Zero to Strumming: How to Hold and Strum Your Guitar Correctly

Whether your goal is to rock out on stage or perform over a campfire, learning to play the guitar is a fantastic skill that will be with you for a lifetime.

You're in luck since there are many chances for guitar lessons in Singapore at most music schools, and they welcome amateurs and experts. We'll walk you through the fundamentals of gripping a guitar correctly and mastering those strumming patterns to create a clear and alluring tone. So take your guitar, tune it up, and let us start playing!

1. Finding the Perfect Music School in Singapore

Before we dive into the nitty-gritty of guitar techniques, let's talk about finding the best music school in Singapore. Look for a school that's got your back, offering a supportive and encouraging environment. 

Qualified instructors who know how to handle beginners like a boss and a well-structured curriculum that suits your style are essential. The right music school will set the foundation for your musical journey and provide you with the tools to become a real guitar maestro.

2. Understanding the Anatomy of Your Guitar

Alright, so before we start shredding those strings, let's get familiar with your guitar's anatomy. Check out the body, neck, frets, strings and that magical soundhole. Knowing what each part does will give you a better appreciation for the music you're about to create. Who knows, you might even start talking guitar jargon like a pro!

3. How to Hold the Guitar

Now, let's tackle the all-important question: how the heck do you hold that thing properly? Here's the deal:

With both feet flat on the floor, sit up straight as though you're going to ace a test.

If you are right-handed or left-handed, place the guitar's body curve on your right or left leg, respectively.

Keep that back straight, and tilt the guitar slightly upward. Not like you're posing for a royal portrait, but enough for comfy hand placement.

Left hand on the guitar's neck, thumb chilling comfortably on the back of the neck.

Right forearm drapes casually over the guitar's body, hand chilling on the bridge like it's beach time.

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4. Mastering Basic Strumming Patterns

Here comes the fun part! Strumming is the heart and soul of acoustic guitar playing. Start simple with these basic strumming patterns:

Downstrokes: Give those strings a little love with your thumb or a pick in a downward motion. Steady rhythm, my friend!

Upstrokes: It's like the reverse of downstrokes, but still cool. Strike the strings from high E to low E.

The Basic Strum: Combine downstrokes and upstrokes in a smooth, flowing motion. Start slow and gradually pick up the pace as you gain confidence.

5. Incorporating Accents and Dynamics

Now, let's add some spice to your strumming game. Do you want to make your playing more interesting? Add accents and dynamics! Experiment with emphasising beats, and you will have people tapping their feet to your beat in no time.

6. Expanding Your Strumming Repertoire

Try these cool techniques to add some flair to your playing:

Palm Muting: Chill your palm lightly on the strings near the bridge for a sweet, percussive effect.

Fingerstyle: Be a rebel! Use your fingers to pluck individual strings instead of using a pick. Fingerpicking and classical guitar styles, anyone?

Arpeggios: Play the notes of a chord one at a time, going up or down. Arpeggios can add a melodic touch to your chord progressions. Fancy!

7. Practice, Practice, Practice!

No magic spells here, folks. Becoming a guitar pro takes practice, practice, practice. Set aside time each day and focus on improving your technique and learning new strumming patterns. Trust us because consistency and patience will pay off big time.

Conclusion:

Ready to rock and roll with your guitar? Contact The Music Shred as you embrace the joy of playing and exploring exciting music with guitar lessons in Singapore. You'll be expertly and confidently strumming your favourite songs with the appropriate instruction and motivation. What are you still holding out for? Start your musical journey now!

Remember, it's not just about getting it right; it is about enjoying the process. Have fun, stay committed, and soon, you will be playing your way to musical greatness. Happy strumming, superstar!

[trashpanda1238]

Rule of the day:Don't copy sarcastic people

Okay, so I was in music class and the teacher was using an acronym called MADTSHIRT ( Melody, Articulation, Dynamics etc.). She asked the class what does the S stand for and as a joke i whispered to my friend "Singapore". This boy next to me immediatley blurted out "It stands for Singapore miss". When she said he was wrong a look of pure betrayal was plastered across his face as he turned to stare at me.

[cheriladycl01]

Kinktober 02/10/2024 Logan Sargeant- Public Sex

Plot: Logan and you go out clubbing after he is replaced in Williams and both have a few to many Tequila sunrises.

Warnings: Kinktober, SMUT, Public sex, Public fingering, in a club setting, in an alleyway etc 18+ MInors DNI

Logan wasn’t a risky person. He was actually the boy next door, never did anything wrong, always super sweet and never stepped out of his comfort zone.

He struggled in Williams, they didn’t have the best car and mixed with communication issues between himself and the team 2024 didn’t start of great. That was also because James Vowles was a knob who decided to convince Carlos Sainz to join Williams starting all the way back in 2023.

But now Logan was out of a seat and with the dwindling number of seats in F1 he surely wouldn’t get a seat back there anytime soon. So he started looking at other racing series, he even started looking into NASCAR but he was also at the point where he was now mentally checked out from racing.

Not completely but he did need a massive break from all the pressure on his head.

So of course being the loving doting and awesome girlfriend you are, you travelled with him. You guys went to Disney, travelled to watch the race in Baku, went to Japan and said fuck Williams in Singapore and then you ended up back in America before the Austin GP.

You went out clubbing with all of his friends from school, and some people who didn’t make it out of the feeder series like he did. You guys were enjoying your night. But the more one of you would drink, the more the other one would.

You were going back and forth from the bar taking it in turns while other people were also chipping in and buying you drinks. So by 2am, you were both outrageously drunk singing (actually screaming) along to Vigilante and Ready for it, as Logan of course is in his Reputation Era.

“Baby you look so fucking hot tonight I could fuck you right here” he groans as you take seat in his lap in a booth of the area of the club you guys are in.

“Omg fucking do it” you say leaning into him.

“Yeah, you want me to touch you in front of all these people?” He says kissing up your collarbone, across your neck, up your jaw and just before your ear.

“You wanna show all these people how pretty you are when I’m inside you. Argh that face you make?” He slurs and you nod turning round to lean into him more and sloppily kissing every inch of his face.

“Baby please I need you!” You moan into him, his hands grip your hips spinning you round so your facing him and straddling over his thigh.

“Im gonna make you cum so hard pretty girl” he moans kissing you lightly before slipping his tongue all the way in. His hand travels down in between the two of you, going up the little sparkly mini skirt you had on and straight into your underwear.

“Ah Logan” you moan leaning closer into him as his thumb makes circle motions on your clit. To anyone who looked you guys just looked like a horny couple having a steamy make out in the corner of the club, and there were many people who did look, and further took pics and you were probably in the back of others videos.

But that didn’t cross neither yours or Logan’s mind.

His fingers went deeper and his was thrusting his hand rapidly in and out. He made sure to keep his lips on yours to try drown out your drunken moans, even though the music was doing that anyway.

“Your so gorgeous like this, how’d I get so lucky. My god, beautiful girl” he moans and before you know it your arms are hugging round him pulling him close as you shake and clench around his fingers buried deep in you and still moving to ride out your high.

You sat there, trying to calm down just as a few of Logan’s friends joined you in the booth. Logan quickly pulled his fingers out, licking your juices off them before pulling your hair back and moving you to sit next to him, saying pulling your underwear back over to cover you up from the leather of the club booth.

You both seemed to slowly forget what you’d just done in the club, it was pretty scandalous for Logan so it made sense you both sort of had drunk a lot more since doing it.

Eventually you guys needed to leave, you ended up behind the back of the club in a quiet but not vacant alleyway that backed into some houses.

Logan immediately pushed you against the wall hitching your leg up and pushing himself into you making you gasp.

“You’ve been so persistent all night baby, you frustrated from earlier?” You ask knowing he hadn’t let go any of his pent up tension it was all still brewing.

“Mmmmm I want to be inside of you right now against this wall” he moans as he starts to hump into you at a feverish pace, whining and moaning as he does.

“Baby come on let’s wait till we get home huh?” You say with a small moan as his jeans brushed against your clothed clit. It felt good, so good but you could feel the exhaustion slowly take over.

“I can’t wait baby, you got your fun in there let me have mine out here” he complains and before you know it he’s unzipping his jeans and pulling himself out of them.

“Fine but make it quick” you gruff out noticing he’s already pulling your panties to the side and lifting you up to hold you against the wall as your legs naturally wrap round his waist.

He slips in so easily and a sigh of relief comes from him. He holds you up using the wall to help him keep you in place as he’s not at him most stable right now.

“Oh my god Logan” you moan, a hand coming up to cover your mouth not wanting anyone to hear from the rooms above.

“Ah baby, so good. Fuck you’re so tight” he says pumping in and out of you. Your back is arched against the wall and your hair is getting caught in all the brick work that’s started to wear away.

“So so close baby, keep squeezing me” he groans as your walls clamp around him even tighter than earlier.

“I love you so much Logan, fuck keep going” you moans loudly your head leaning back against the wall. This is the first time you decided to look round a little and you notice there are some people walking past the end of the alley way.

“Im gonna cum baby” he moans into you forcing himself further against you leaning your fully back against the wall and you feel him paint your walls. You’re immediately releasing that coil in your own stomach, letting all of your body weight relax into Logan.

“L-let’s get home” he sighs pulling out of you and tucking himself back into his shorts.

“You’ve never done anything like that Sargeant, what’s gotten into you” you laugh pulling your skirt back down.

“The drinks for sure, we’ll wake up tomorrow with questions, maybe even some scandalous articles” he jokes and he takes your hand to start to walk you guys home.

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[the-offside-rule]

Charles Leclerc (Scuderia Ferrari) - It's Always Been You

Requested: yes

Prompt: 4) "You deserve better."

Warnings: nope, but long iwl

As the paddock seemed normal in it's all too familiar business and loudness, Y/n found solace in between hospitality lounges, with the stacks of Red Bull Racing tyres as her only form of company. The scent of rubber and gasoline enveloped her as she sought refuge from the shattered pieces of her heart. Tears streaked down her cheeks, leaving a trail of black from her eyeliner. As the sister of Max Verstappen, Y/n was no stranger to the high-speed world of Formula 1. Her heart, however, had taken an unexpected detour when she fell for Carlos Sainz, the charming driver who had once occupied a special place in her life. She remembers when she first met him, back when her twin and him were teammates. There was always casual flirting but then when Y/n finished up school in 2016, the pair began going on dates since her visits to the paddock became more and more common, then becoming basically constant once they made it official. They were the it couple and it felt like no other couple could compare. How they looked at eachother, how they spoke of one another, it seemed too good good be true...until the faithful night after the Singapore Grand Prix win when Carlos decided to call it quits.

The music pulsed through the air as Carlos downed one shot after another, his laughter filling the space. Y/n, his girlfriend, tried to catch his attention, but he seemed oblivious, lost in the sea of people. "Carlos? I  wanna go dance." Y/n said. "Yeah, sure. Go ahead." Carlos replied, turning back to his group of instagram models who fanned over him, all desperate for the same thing; dick and clout. She rolled her eyes and walked away. "Fine, do whatever." As she walked away, the girls began giggling at her little outburst and Carlos didn't once stick up for Y/n. He was never like this before. He wasn't even like this at their romantic dinner the night before. But Y/n got on with it and did what she wanted to do; dance.

As she lost herself in the music, a man managed to gather the courage and make his way towards her. "Hey gorgeous." The stranger smiled, dancing along with Y/n. Since Carlos was surrounded by these stupid instagram models, the least Y/n could do was talk to a guy surely. "Hey." Their conversation continued until the topic of relationships came up, to which Y/n said that she had a boyfriend.

"I don't see him." The stranger grinned, leaning closer. "Well, you see that guy up there with the huge bottle of champagne?" The guy nodded. "That's my boyfriend. Carlos. He just won the Grand Prix a few hours ago." The stranger looked between the spaniard and Y/n. "He looks occupied." He said, referring to the hoard of girls surrounding him. "Honestly, who gives a fuck. The only reason he won it was because Red Bull had a fuck up." The man laughed at Y/n's drunken joke, but she couldn't help but feel bad for undermining her boyfriend's hard work.

As she swayed with her newfound dance partner, Carlos watched from afar, a twinge of jealousy gnawing at him. His strides became purposeful, marching towards the dancing couple. His vision blurry, he poked the stranger. He turned. "Hey, you're Y/n's boyfriend. How you doing man?" He asked, putting his hand out. Carlos slapped it away. "Yeah, whatever. Who are you?" Y/n arched a brow at the sudden rudeness of Carlos. "I've been talking to Y/n since you've been occupied." He joked. "Are you accusing me of cheating on my girlfriend?"

"Carlos, what the fuck?" Y/n asked. "I didn't mean to-"

"No, no, I know what you want and you're not going to get it." Carlos began shoving the guy. "Because when I go back to my hotel room, I'm going to have her on her knees and screaming my name, while you sit by yourself with your left hand doing all the work-"

Carlos was silenced by a hard thump to the face, that ended with both his lip and nose bleeding. Carlos stumbled back, holding his nose. "Carlos!" Y/n rushed to his side, concern etched across her face. "Carlos, we need to leave. This is getting out of hand." He pushed her away, his drunken gaze defiant. "I don't need you. I can handle myself." Ignoring her, he swung at the guy, completely missing him and falling to the floor. "Carlos, we're going." Y/n repeated, this time more stern. Carlos scoffed and despite the chaos, Y/n managed to guide Carlos outside and hailed a cab. The ride home was tense, filled with silence interrupted only by the distant sounds of the city nightlife.

As Y/n scanned their key card, Carlos lay against the wall beside the door, looking at Y/n with pure hatred in his eyes. "You're such a bitch sometimes." He muttered. Y/n turned to him. "Excuse me?" The door beeped and Carlos practically burst it down. "You heard me. You're You're a bitch sometimes." Y/n closed the door behind her and followed Carlos to the bed where he kicked off his shoes. "How am I a bitch? People were filming you and I don't think you want to answer to your PR people tomorrow morning." Y/n rolled her eyes and sat down on the sofa, taking her heels off promptly. "Okay? You're still a bitch. I could have taken him."  Y/n's frustration bubbled over as she demanded an explanation. "Carlos, what's going on? Why are you acting like this?"

Carlos glared at her, venom in his words. "I'm tired of this, Y/n. I don't want you in my life anymore." Stunned, Y/n pleaded. "Carlos, what are you tired of? We don't argue ever. Please, let's talk about it in the morning. You're drunk, and we can figure things out then." But Carlos was resolute. "No, I want you gone now. Pack your things and leave." Her eyes flickered as a few tears had fallen.

"You're so shit at this mate!" Max cackled, taking another sip of his beer whilst Pierre missed yet another goal on FIFA. The hotel room was filled with laughter as a few drivers had finished their clubbinv prematurely to instead play a few games of FIFA. The camaraderie and banter echoed through the room, creating a light atmosphere that temporarily eased the pressures of the racing world. Amid the gaming frenzy, a sudden knock on the door disrupted the jovial mood. "I'll get it." Charles said, walking towards the door. He expected some food from room service since they paid for it, but instead he was surprised to find Y/n Verstappen standing there, tears streaming down her face. "Hi, Charles." She sniffled.

"Y/n. Are you okay? What happened?" Charles asked, genuine concern etched on his face. Y/n, struggling to compose herself, managed to choke out. "Is Max here?"

Charles nodded, realizing something serious must have transpired. He stepped aside, allowing Y/n to enter the room. "Max? It's Y/n." The laughter hushed as the other drivers sensed the shift in the atmosphere. Max stood up. "Y/n? What's wrong?" A few words had been spoken in Dutch and it seemed that each word Y/n said, made Max angrier. The other drivers simply watched on, wanting to see what happened. "Where is he?" Max demanded in a demanding tone. "Max, please don't. That's the last thing I need tonight." Y/n pleaded. "No, I'm getting dad and we are sorting this." Max replied. "Max, no! He'll kill him!"

"And I will bury him. Don't worry about it." The drivers shared glances amongst one another as the siblings had run out of the room, closing the door behind them. "Are we going to see what happens or what?" Charles asks. "Seems like family stuff. I am leaving them to it." Pierre replied. "Seems logical." Lando added. Charles groaned as he left the room, following the sounds of loud shouting in both Dutch and English.

He looked down to see two figures banging on Carlos' door. "You don't treat my sister like this!" Max shouted as Y/n pulled from his arm, trying to deter him. "Max! Stop!" Charles shouted, trying to mediate, urging everyone to calm down. "If someone did this to your sister, you'd you'd the same!" Max shouted back at Charles. "Max! Not here! There are people trying to sleep." Charles said, reasoning with the dutchman. The commotion drew the attention of hotel staff and even a few curious guests. "Get out here, you fucking pussy!" Max had begun kicking the door now, not caring if it broke and deciding he'd worry about it if the door did break. The chaos continued until Max's father, joined the fray. The yelling and banging intensified, creating a scene that could be heard throughout the hotel.

Eventually, the rage subsided, as everyone agreed that Carlos must have passed out drunk and that it was a conversation best having in the morning. Max and Jos walked away as Charles stood by Y/n, tear-stained and emotionally drained. "Do you have a place to stay?" Charles asked. "I'm sure your brother wouldn't mind letting you stay." Y/n shook her head. "No. They're playing FIFA I don't want to have to kick them all out." Y/n replied. "Then I'll let you have my bed and Ill sleep on the floor." Charles offered. She smiled. "As nice as you're being right now, I don't need your pity. Im just going to fall asleep in my room and deal with this in the morning." She said. "Y/n, you can't possibly do that. I wouldn't wouldn't sleep in the same bed as him. You deserve better." Before Charles could even trg to convince her, she opened the door, re-entered her and Carlos' hotel room and closed it again without another word.

She had moved on from Carlos. In all honesty, she hadn't heard a lot from him. That was until she had come to her first Grand Prix single in 8 years. It felt weird not having someone to hold hands with, but she got on with it, showing her poker face and pretending not to care about her recent breakup. As she walked, she noticed an all too familiar spaniard, holding a gorgeous woman in his arms. It was a model, a model Y/n had seen on the catwalk of the Ferrari fashion event. That's where they must have met...back when Carlos was still in a relationship with Y/n. And that's how she found herself hiding like a kid scared of the dark, in between the Red Bull and Ferrari hospitality where no one could find her.

"Are you okay?" Y/n jumped as she wiped her eyes. "I- yeah. I'm fine. Who are-" She paused as she looked up to see Charles walking towards her. "What are you doing here?" Charles asked. "Inspecting the tyres, you?" Y/n replied quickly, drying her eyes. "Talking with the tyre inspector." Charles replied, sitting down next to her. Y/n looked up, her eyes swollen but grateful for the company. "Why are you crying?" Charles asked. "It's just-" Yhe tears had started again. "Carlos' new girlfriend is so much prettier, and she's so much skinnier and her hair is different, her eyes are different, we are just nothing alike and Carlos is just so happy with her." Y/n sobbed. Charles wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer to him as her tears stained his red shirt. "He's moved on and I'm sat, befriending stacks of tyres."

"Well that's not true. I'm not a stack of tyres, am I?" Y/n chuckled at the light hearted joke Charles had made. "No, no you're not." She replied. "You seem to be much nicer to talk to than a set of tyres, to be fair." Unbeknownst to her, Charles had been silently witnessing the intricate dance of emotions unfolding in the paddock. His infatuation with Y/n had started years ago, at one of Max's early kart races.

"Charles, you cut me off there! You could've caused a crash," Max argued, frustration evident in his voice. Charles, eager to impress Y/n, tried to maintain composure. "Max, I had the racing line! You should've anticipated my move." He chuckled, looking over to Y/n subtly to see her reaction. "Anticipated? You came out of nowhere!" Max shot back. As Charles vehemently defended his position, Y/n couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She expected a spirited rivalry, but Charles's insistence on being right grated on her nerves.

"Charles, back down. You know I'm right." Max urged, trying to defuse the tension. Yet, Charles, fueled by both competitiveness and a desire to impress, doubled down. "Max, I won't back down when I'm right." The harder Charles pushed, the more Y/n saw a side of him she didn't like. She began to see why Max always yelled about how much of a diclhead Charles was and she fully agreed now. "Charles, seriously, I will be to the stewards about it." Max insisted, the frustration evident in his tone. But Charles, in his pursuit of proving himself, didn't heed the advice. As the argument escalated, Y/n couldn't help but feel a growing distaste for Charles.

"You know what, Charles? Forget it. We're done talking," Max declared, grabbing his helmet and walking away with Y/n behind him. "Hij is een klootzak." Y/n muttered. "Ah, dus nu zie je die kant van hem?"

"Why are you even here? Don't you hate me?" Y/n asked, too tired to move her head from his shoulder. Charles sighed. "I never hated you, Y/n. You started hating me so I pretended to hate you back." Her brow furrowed in confusion. "But you always seemed so distant, so cold." Charles cast his gaze downward, confessing, "I didn't want Max to think I was interfering. I liked you from when I was in karting, but you started dating Carlos and I just gave up."

"I wish I had known, Charles," Y/n admitted, wiping away tears. "I could've used a friend." Charles offered a reassuring smile. "Well, you have one now. And if you'll let me, maybe more than just a friend." She sighed. "As much as I would love to, I just don't think I'm ready to have a boyfriend, let alone date my ex's teammate." Y/n replied. "That's fine. He's out of a Ferrari seat for next year anyway." Y/n smiled. "Listen, I don't care how long it takes. I've waited like what, 15 years already? I may as well hold on for another while."

[anastasiaoftheironwood]

"For more than a decade, the French city of Lille’s Palais des Beaux-Arts — which was inaugurated in 1892 and is home to France’s second largest collection behind only the Louvre — has deployed a kind of “museo-therapy” that uses the museum space and the treasures held within it to help treat patients from local hospitals.

But in September 2023, this initiative became a little more formal when it signed an agreement with the University Hospital Center of Lille (CHU) to offer 140 museum art therapy sessions over a year to patients who have been given a “museum prescription” by doctors, making it one of the most significant programs of its kind in the world.

The idea of a museum prescription, which fits under an umbrella of out-of-hospital, nonclinical treatment known as social prescribing, is that exposure to art and culture or history can complement, accelerate or potentially even displace some forms of medical care in traditional settings — in an effective, enjoyable and low-cost manner.

Further afield, the Montreal Museum of Fine Arts has worked with the Francophone Doctors of Canada association since 2018 to offer a form of museum prescriptions, albeit without Lille’s art therapy aspect. In Brussels, Belgium, doctors in one of the city’s largest hospitals have been prescribing museum visits to patients suffering from depression, stress and anxiety since 2022 — and this year that expanded to 18 “medical structures” and 13 museums in the city. Singapore has run an Arts for Healing Program connecting patients with offerings at local music schools and community gardens since 2021. The newly formed advocacy group Social Prescribing USA aims to make social prescribing available to every American by 2035, building on projects already running in Massachusetts and New Jersey."

[allieebobo]

Merry Crisis—Developer's log

Romance-focused x Slice-of-life x Queer x Non-Euro-centric x Character-based

Demo | Features | Cast of characters | Back to Main Post | COG forum | Dedicated tumblr | Ko-fi

Wordcount: ~152k words

Prologue (24 Dec '21): The Departure ~19k words 

Rush home to grab your things and head to JFK airport (why exactly are you so late for your flight?)

Bump into Nat, who offers to give you a ride to the airport, because they’re... just that kind of ride-or-die (literally) friend...?

Charm, beg, or name-drop your way into getting on that plane despite your horrifying tardiness. Or: miss your flight despite your best efforts (or maybe you weren’t trying that hard?) - and spend one more night in New York.

Chapter One (10 Jun '22): The Arrival | 24 Dec ~51k words

Have your lift hijacked by Shay, your neighbour’s new tenant

Eat your favorite Singaporean food

Participate in your family’s unique Christmas tradition [Paint some ugly santa figurines, or bake and karaoke to your heart’s content or play mahjong]

Call your old friend Joony, and get lost in memories of your junior-college* days... Qiu (no surprise here) features heavily in those memories.

Have a ‘midnight heart-to-heart’ with your brother. (or not!)

Chapter Two (28 Jan '23): Christmas Day | 25 Dec !~48k words

Attend Christmas dinner with the extended family. Get embroiled in some true soap opera-style drama.

Ride off from the family dinner with Shay on their motorbike (to your mother’s horror), to a live music venue. Meet their bandmates, dance with Shay or perform on stage with the band

Call Nat, reminisce about the first and last time Nat had come to visit Singapore, and fight for a possible future together.

Sit in the park and stare out into the ocean��and have a flashback about your 18th birthday spent with your high school first love / soulmate.

End Christmas with a bang (quite literally) in Shay’s apartment.

Chapter Four (01 Jul '23): Boxing Day | 26 Dec ~55k words

“Morning after” scene with Shay if you chose to stay over

Mountain bike ride with Shay

Flashback of The Incident with Qiu

Meet Qiu again for the first time in years—either at the reunion dinner with your high school classmates, or at the coffeeshop below your block (if you chose not to go to the dinner)

[cupofst4rs]

Olympia design notes + fun facts (under read more)

Just some minor changes to her original character sheet

I wanted to draw a more detailed version of my mc

Olympia facts:

She is part of the nerd clique (but outside the 3 original options she would be in the musician clique)

Her closest friends are Autumn, Nishan, Mia and Ezra

At the start of the school year, she had originally planned to lay low and make sure not to stand out so she decided not to interact with anyone at school unless necessary. Obviously those plans got thrown out the window the second she met Autumn.

Despite always telling herself to stay away from people, she subconsciously ends up getting close to people anyways

She's the type of person who tells herself not to get her hopes up and lower her expectations but secretly clings onto hope anyway

Has no sense of self preservation and will jump into any situation without preparation as her motto is "no think, only do"

Music is her life, composing new songs and creating melodies is practically second nature.

Her natural speaking voice is very soft, airy. She's also not a very big talker

She is a classically trained guitarist from a young age. She had always wanted to learn how to play the electric guitar but her parents didn't allow it. After getting sick of her begging they allowed her to learn the guitar on the condition that it was an acoustic guitar. She only got an electric guitar after joining the band

She used to be ballerina because her parents thought it would teach her to be more graceful and dignified. She did just the bare minimum so her parents don't get mad, but bad enough so that she can stay at the back during performances.

She struggles to show emotions a lot of the time but she always makes sure that her friends know how much she cares about them

She works part time at the local cinema

She secretly loves puns

she holds grudges for a very long time

Family backstory

She has an older brother named Apollo who is the golden child of the family

They both have Greek names relating to gods because their parents had high expectations from them as soon as they were born

Her parents always pushed them to be perfect from a young age, it worked for Apollo but not so much for Olympia

Both her parents are always schmoozing at events that they force her to come to and are always disappointed when she doesn't act like a proper lady

Her parents and older brother always tell her she's too sensitive and

They both love to brag about Apollo in front of other families but always avoid the question when they ask about Olympia

Current living situation:

She was born in Singapore but moved to New York at age 10 and sent away to California at 15

She was expelled from her last school after an incident with her brother and was sent away by her parents to live with her uncle and cousin

Has a pet cat named Sunny that she adores with all her heart. She found him together with her cousin.

It took her a while to get along with her cousin at first, but later on they become a lot closer and she acts like an older sister figure to him.

I'd also like to introduce her family in a different post if people are interested!

[imoncloud7]

part 4;

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written portion at the end!!

"god fuckin' damnit." yn sighed as she put her phone down. she was currently in her last lecture of the day, contemplating how she got into this mess. and how all of her friends suddenly knew oikawa tooru. and how he found her twitter and followed it.

yn had met matsukawa issei in their last term during their first year of school, and while they were not too close, they did have one thing in common. they loved to go out. their drunk escapades slowly began to include mattsun's not-boyfriend-but-boyfriend makki, and they all slowly began to get a bit closer.

being that all of their friends were intertwined, it would be a matter of time before they all figured out what was going on between oikawa and yn. their hookups have surprisingly pre-dated all of yn's friendships in college, which have been difficult to come by. being from another country and also an introvert were really big roadblocks.

oikawa never seemed to care about that though. the first night they met, during their first term in their first year, he had approached her at some sort of welcome party an older student was throwing. yn had quickly figured out that he was a chronic flirter, but had enough alcohol in her system to go home with him. which ended up happening every weekend of the first year, and now second year as well. it was nice for yn to have physical contact, as that was hard to come by now having broken up with her ex and being that she had close to no friends in japan. it was a distraction, something that satisfied her needs with no feelings.

these days however, now that he knows more than just her first name and how to please her, it's too complicated. and wildly uncomfortable.

flashback: 1st term, 1st year

"smoking's not a good look on such a pretty face like yours" yn heard behind her on the balcony. the inside was stuffy and the music felt like it was eating her eardrums alive, so she had made her way outside for some peace and quiet. only for it to be disturbed.

"oh yeah? and who are you to have an opinion on that?" the girl looked over her shoulder to see who was behind her. she was met with a pair of chocolate brown eyes and windswept hair to match.

oikawa thinks his heart may have stopped when she turned to look at him. he had seen her inside and thought she was pretty, sure, but out here was a different story. the moonlight caused her e/c eyes to glow, and her hair seemed so much softer out here. his eyes widened a bit and he choked on his words a bit before responding.

"im oikawa. oikawa tooru. and sorry, truthfully i couldn't think of another way to approach you." he walked up towards the edge of the balcony, taking his place to her right. she took a long drag before offering it towards him wordlessly.

"no thanks, i'm an athlete i can't really do that stuff."

"but you're at a party, clearly intoxicated. i wonder what your coach would think of that." she shot back.

"touche. you never told me your name." he chuckled in his response.

"yn."

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notes:

the "smokings not a good look on you" line was actually used on me

i was at a club in singapore and an old man (maybe like 50-60 yrs old) literally started talking to me while i had a cig in my hand like go away u creep im 20

he texted me on whatsapp later abt that like mind ur business

idk why i gave him my number tbh i just wanted to see if hed buy me drinks

anyways i love matsukawa issei (whats new)

little flashback moment to when their whole affair started!!

either the next chapter or the next two chapters shi may go down

[musicalacademy]

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[jiraikasa-kun]

Bum Ba Da Daaaaaaaaa 🎺🎺🎺

your majesty, I know present to you my headcanons of you. I hope you find them accurate or at least amusing :D

You are definitely musical in some kind of way and are a good singer.

Your parents are religious.

You go to a public school, and you’re really shy in person.

You really liked dinosaurs when you were little.

You like instant ramen, not quite as keen on energy drinks.

Whether or not you believe in it or not, you know a lot about astrology.

Favorite drink is earl grey tea.

When you meet someone for the first time you shake their hand, but despite this your handshake isn’t super firm.

You don’t need dramatic display of affection because you prefer to just be in the company of people you like/your WPs because you find it calming and comforting.

This is because some aspect of your childhood was somewhat unstable or chaotic.

You like dark chocolate

YOU HIT IT WITH THE FIRST THREE WAH 😭😭 except I go to the Singapore equivalent of a private school. STILL BALLER THO.

Never liked dinosaurs, but was Pokemon was my special interest as a kid!!

Instant ramen, but only if it’s dry, not soupy. Soupy stuff are bothersome to eat 😞😞

… I actually know astrology enough to wow a novice. Though I’ve yet to be able to read the sextiles, conjuctions and trines between planets.

Favourite drink is…. Hm, not sure. It has to be brown and milky though (eg chocolate malt, chocolate, coffee) or mango/lemon tea!

I do handshake people (might not be firm so yeah) but the way I greet people is by waving my hand in an odd way and going ‘hi :D’. And that ‘hi :D’ is usually high pitched.

Truth be told, I find being dramatic and boisterous (online, at least) as an easier way to show my love. I SUCK at socialising. It’s easier for me to do drastic things them rather than stuff like small talk. I’m on the fence with the headcanon cause one hand, I DO wish they do the same thing as me, but on the other, I know both of my beloveds aren’t like that (moreso my doll 😞😞)

Well, I ran out a class many times in elementary school during meltdowns. So that’s cool.

Hmm… I actually like chocolate flavoured stuff. Not so much chocolate itself 😭😭

[seeminglyranch87]

Taylor & Travis Timeline

April 2024 - Part 2

April 19 - Taylor Swift's 11th Studio album is released; The Tortured Poets Department (x)

2am - The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology. 15 more songs released!!! A double album!

8pm - Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) music video premiers on YouTube (x)

Taylor reads some of the poem in the epilogue on the album... (x)

Taylor shares video on YouTube shorts (x) and IG with some cute footage of Travis, Benji, Singapore & more

People give a summary of album themes in particular Taylor's fateful situationship with Matty Healy (x)

It becomes evident that Taylor has released the first songs about her relationship with Travis on The Tortured Poets Department (including The Anthology) Are there others?

The Alchemy (x)(x)

So High School

But Daddy I Love Him (final verse)

A source tells Entertainment Tonight (x)

[Travis Kelce] couldn't be more supportive and is pumped for Taylor. He knows how much this means to her and thinks she's extremely talented. Taylor and Travis admire each other's creative processes and work ethic. They cheer each other on, respect each other's opinions, and are open and communicative.

Uproxx reviews TTPD (x)

It’s a chronicle of a specific period of time, one that she needed to explore to be able to move on (having a “squirle”-loving goofball waiting for her at home helped). As she wrote on social media when the album came out, “This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.” She’s finally clean. The Tortured Poets Department isn’t the album people thought it would be. It’s rawer. It’s funnier. It’s more poetic and unapologetically dramatic. Most of all, it’s another classic from the preeminent songwriter of her generation.

April 20 - TTPD lyric videos released on Youtube with a sweet reference to Travis and Taylor in So High School (x) - note the letters TK & TS

April 23 - Chiefs quoting Taylor's lyrics from The Alchemy on IG (x)

Travis & Taylor snapped out for dinner at Mateo Ristorante, West Hollywood, California

Deuxmoi celebrity gossip receives blind suggesting Travis attended an appointment with jeweller Lorraine Schwartz.

April 24 - Donna Kelce reveals that Taylor & Travis joined Gigi Hadid and Bradley Cooper for a getaway in Carmel-by-the-Sea, California (x) dates not confirmed but presumed to be over the album release weekend.

A source tells ET (x) that Kelce is among Taylor's biggest champions. 

"Travis is so supportive of the entire album and loves that he is a part of Taylor's story. He is a Swiftie through and through, and is very proud of her."

Republic Records celebrates Taylor's achievements with TTPD (x)

Go to previous update -> April part 1

Go to next update -> April part 3

Return to the timeline

[sillygoose067]

Charles’s Angel(s)

Ch.12

Charles Leclerc x Reader

Author’s Note: FYI, if you haven’t been following along closely since chapter 2, I had the OC be Indian/a brown girl— Just because I felt like we don’t get enough representation. So if you don’t like that, I guess just either live with it, or blur that piece of information out as you go. Also: did I use some random ass generator wheel for some of the super specific information? Yes. Will I change it? Probably not. Did I check if that kinda stuff was even possible? …Mayhaps.

When you finally make it into the restaurant and sit down to order, you immediately spot multiple people, mostly young women, pulling out their phones, trying to (not so) discreetly take photos and videos of the two of you. You could just imagine the headlines and hashtags trending the next day.

Charles is immune to this by now and smiles and waves at some of the phones, and ignores the majority of the others. 

Biting your lip, you scan through the menu. “Charles?”

“Hmm?”

“Would you mind recommending me something? I’ve never been here before”.

“Sure Chéri. Is there anything you don’t or can’t consume? I hate to assume, but I know that lots of Indians are vegetarian”.

“Ah, no. My family and I eat everything, so no worries”.

He orders a Tourte de Blettes for you and a Pissaladiere for himself.

“So. Tell me more about yourself.”

Not knowing how to go about this, you think for a while. “Well, I’m Indian, but I was born in Singapore, and brought up in America”. You count off a finger. “I was certified to be a music producer at a very young age, sometime in secondary school and I have a degree in forensic science. I really love singing, but usually only in my free time. I've actually been working at a producing studio here”. You scrunch your brows trying to recall any interesting details about yourself. “Um, I’m also a dance choreographer for a lot of Korean idol groups and produce music for them too, so I go over there from time to time… I don’t know. What exactly do you want to know?”

When you meet Charles’s eyes again, he’s looking at you with an adoring expression on his face. “You’re so cute, like a little angel. Mon ange” (My angel).

You blush in embarrassment. He asks you more about why you chose your major and what it’s like working with idols while you wait for your meals. “I’d love to hear you sing sometime”.

Just then, the waiter comes with your dishes. Whew, saved by the food! The aromas wafting off the delicious looking dishes are absolutely mouth watering, as if the sights weren’t enough. You begin to split your food in half, and he asks what you’re doing. “Oh- well, my family and I always split our meals equally to try everything, Sorry, I did that out of habit– I can take the piece back–”

“I think I quite like that idea. Here”, He splits his meal and gives it to you as well. 

…

After dinner, the two of you decide to split the bill, because you were unwilling to let Charles pay in full, regardless of whether or not he earned more than you. 

As you walk back home, hand-in-hand and discussing common interests, you find yourself leaning your head on his arm, and later, with his arm around your shoulder. 

When you reach the door to your apartment, he turns to you and moves a strand of hair out of your face. “I liked getting to know you tonight, and I hope you will give me the chance to take you out again”. You make a sound of agreement. Knowing that you aren’t quite ready to have your first kiss yet, you pull him down slightly and get on your tiptoes, kissing his cheek. He smiles and kisses the crown of your head in return, and then ushers you into your home. 

When he leaves, you send him a text. Thank you for the best first date ever.

[miracles-and-butterflies]

Modern grandkid headcanons for the college/university AU

Isabela:

Finished college

She studied biology (specifically plant science) and horticulture

While in college, she worked as a hairdresser in one of the local salons - which also gave her a bit of business-savvy knowledge

Post-college, she has moved out and has her own flat

She and Dolores planned to share a place but that didn’t happen due to Lola deciding to stay on at university

She now has her own flower and plant shop

Pretty much runs it solo, but is very popular and extremely busy during holidays

Lili is one of her frequent customers and she gets extremely bashful around her

Dolores:

In her postgraduate year at university

She is studying literature and linguistics

She has moved out of student accommodation, having not enjoyed it in her undergrad years

During term-time, she now stays with Mariano and his grandmother, Claudia, as they live much closer to campus than the Madrigals do

She and Mariano have started dating at this point, but they have known each other for years as he has been in the same class as her and Isabela in school

Even though she didn’t study it, she is still is very passionate and knowledgable about music and plays many instruments

Luisa:

In her final undergraduate year at university

She is studying architecture

She is in student accommodation

Previously, she had always shared a dorm but this year decided not to

Is trying to convince Mirabel to spend a night at her apartment, to try help her sister get over her fear of being away from home

She is also part of several of the university’s sport competitive teams and non-competitive clubs

She has a very busy calendar

And yet, she still found enough time to apply and now work as a coffee barista because ✨free coffee✨

Camilo:

Currently having a second gap year, following him leaving high school

He isn’t too sure what he wants to do

He does want to go into acting but doesn’t want to go back into a school setting like college - he didn’t enjoy school

Alongside his friend group, they are currently travelling around the world

Some of his favourite countries they’ve visited have been so far (in no particular order) are: Mexico, Brazil, Turkey, Singapore and Japan

He always sends Abuela, his parents and Dolores postcards (but don’t tell anyone that) and brings back souvenirs for Antonio

Mirabel:

In her first undergraduate year at university

She is studying history and philosophy

Because, for some strange reason, you can’t get a degree in embroidery???

And no, fashion design doesn’t count, Isabela, you stupid bitch

She is not in student accommodation and has no desire to be after hearing Dolores’ nightmare experiences, she’s perfectly happy commuting from home (even if it is long and exhausting)

Though she is studying history, you can bet she’ll find a way to talk about needlepoint in an essay and somehow make it insightful and relevant to the question

Her lecturers think she’s a bit odd subsequently but they aren’t complaining with her good grades

Antonio:

Currently still in school

He isn’t at an age where he can pick his subjects yet, so he does everything on the school curriculum

His favourite subject is science

Like Isabela was, he is really interested in biology though his the more zoology side of things

He FaceTimes Dolores and Camilo regularly, he misses them a lot

He, Camilo and Luisa all play Animal Crossing and/or Among Us together every Friday evening - regardless of where they are

[cheriladycl01]

NBA/ NDA - Sergio Perez x SingaporeanOlympicBasketball! Reader

Plot: You were hot shit in Singapore and America where you played for a women's NBA team. As a professional whose also performed for the WBNA and for a home Olympic Team, you deserve a night out clubbing.

You'd just won gold for Singapore in Women's Basketball Team and you couldn't be prouder of you, your team and the support from your country.

You'd moved away from Singapore when you were 16 with your family to live in New York to be able to participate in the WNBA. You went to a high-school before getting into a college on a basketball scholarship. You played for your university team before being scouted for New York Liberty and playing with them.

Then you had the option in 2020, to start training for the summer Olympics in 2024 with a basketball team in Singapore, it was a lot of travel back and forth between American and Singapore to the point where you knew the first class air hostesses on all Qatar Airways flights.

Training for two separate teams was very hard however you had such a growth in fans over the past few years even being invited to the Met Gala and various other events that had you further in the eye of the media.

Tonight you were celebrating with the girls from your home team in Singapore. All your hard work had paid off and you were currently in one of Singapore's finest clubs.

You were at the bar, watching your friends dance with their partners who'd they'd invited along with them to see the game. You didn't have a special someone to celebrate with, just the girls but they of course were all occupied.

"What's a girl like you doing here by yourself!" a voice says next to you, making you look at the man who was sipping from a small glass he held.

"I'm not by myself, I'm with friends!" you explain looking over his soft features.

"Well, you've been here for an hour and you haven't spoken to anyone" he says making you laugh a little.

"So, what you've been watching me for the last hour? You want an NDA with me or something?" you chuckle not understanding this guys m-o.

"No, no I just thought I'd come over and say hello, I saw you win gold. Congratulations" he smiles offering you a drink which you take suspiciously until the bartender gives you a nod that it's safe.

"You were there?" you ask raising your voice a little above the music.

"Yeah, I was here for the race. Was given tickets from my team!" he answers and that when your drunk mind really looks over his features and you remembered seeing him on a Red Bull advertisement.

"Oh! You are a driver! In F1 right? Red Bull?" you ask looking over him again as you say it to make sure you don't sound stupid.

"Yes, how'd you know?" he asks with a laugh.

"You were on the can of my drink!" you smile, showing the can next to the JaeagerBomb you'd just inhaled.

"Both athletes then!" he smiles and you nod.

"Yep! How'd you find it with all the travelling?" you ask, knowing you'd struggled going between just Singapore and New York.

"It's hard, but seeing all the different places and people is what makes it so great" he smiles. The drinks start to get to you and in seconds you've grabbed his hand.

You took him onto the dance floor, letting your body do the talking as you danced against the man that was probably older than you'd normally go for but you'd had too many drinks to look at those fine details.

His dancing was awkward at first but eventually when he got into it you both weren't caring at the eyes or cameras on the pair of you having fun.

"Hey! We should so play one on one basketball one time!" you shout at him and he nods.

"I'll need your number for that handsome so i cant set a date!" you ask boldly and he nods, taking your phone and putting his number into it.

The rest for you and Sergio, was history.

y/user

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y/user: Clubbing after winning Gold met this random F1 driver? He brought me lots of drinks.

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schechoperez: I'm glad i bumped into you when you were hanging out with your team-mates alone...

-> y/user: hey I was partying!

->fan1: no way did Checo find her alone in the club, ITS Y/N Y/L/N

lewishamilton: I didn't have this match on my 2024 bingo card...

->fan2: not even Sir Lewis Hamilton could predict hot WNBA female with Mexican F1 driver.

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