#nappy valley

[mod2amaryllis]

part 1 - part 2 - part 3

tries not to listen to lemon boy on repeat while drawing this and fails. badly.

[poppeeta]

Shane in the 10 heart event

Sorry.

[gattogrigiobjd]

Candlelit by Nadine Via Flickr: Dream Valley Pocky and Soom Neo-angel Region Nappy Choo

[stardropparlour]

my stardew valley expanded house! features: lance's own magic room, my farmer's office+work area, bathroom.

catalogues used: furniture catalogue, sve furniture 2, wizard's, trash, bathroom furniture mod

in anticlockwise direction

- living room: included a deluxe fishtank with lance's favourite fishes (gemfish and daggerfish)

- bedroom: farmer's dressing area (left) and lance's (right), a cozy area for lounging, map and travel photos for the adventurer couple

- lance's magic room: research area ft the monster crops he's so proud of, desk, mana elixir mixing area

- my office: client area ft samples of some of my produce for customers, potion mixing area, office/workdesk

- kids room: play area, nappy change area for baby

- bathroom: a void rubber ducky for lance, + seating area for lance (my headcanon is that lance accompanies his clingy wife to take a bath like the gentleman that he is. he catches up on research/latest magic textbooks while he accompanies her)

[yourtouchismidas]

Can you write smth about Matty shutting down sexist comments about his family? Like men will be praised for doing the bare minimum with their family while women are expected to do everything as their “job”?

yes ofc i love this idea.

so i think matty walks a line with how much he talks about his children, and you, in interviews. obviously there is a large part of him that wants to keep your privacy locked down, barely any details out there about you, to never be asked. but then there is another part, which wants to tell the whole world about you. to boast. to wax on. to tell funny stories about shay's games, or brag about valley's test scores, or post pictures of the twins chubby cheeks, or to talk about gigi starting a band with her friends. he picks and chooses very carefully and on top of that it is always a family decision. increasingly though, its been hard to keep you all under wraps, because of the sheer size of the family. fans bump into him in the street when he has a baby strapped to both sides of him. shay waves at people and chatters their ears off about "daddys band" until matty has to playfully put his hand over her mouth while the fans all coo at her. names are kept secret, full names at least, but the size of his family and the little army of mattys that follows him around now is a pretty well known fact. you also run a popular book shop in london, where the band have been known to play some secret pop up sessions, and have signed the doors in the toilets which you've then framed, so fans pilgrimage there and take photos with you too, if you're willing.

so when the radio interviewer asks matty, "you've just had some new additions to the family, haven't you?" he is comfortable enough to say, "yes. i have. my twins."

"big family now huh? was that always the plan?"

"oh god no," matty chuckles. "i always wanted kids. but the how and the when and the erm volume of them just kind of happened. love them. they're the best. hi girls if you're listening. they aren't. by the way. they've got better things to do apparently."

the dj laughs. "i'm sure you're a great father. and having a dad in a band that must be pretty cool."

"erm, again, i dont think they really care. like i know to you lot, i mean to some people, im like matty healy oh my god, matty healy from the 1975 but to my daughter's i'm just dad. or if you're my eldest, you call me matty as well."

"does she really?"

"uh huh," he says, "or matthew. dead cute. it's dead cute."

"and how are you finding being on tour without them? does it get hard?"

"of course," matty smiles, starting to get nervous about how long he is lingering on the girls. he knows jamie has briefed them, but maybe not hammered it home enough. "we make it work though."

"must be hard for them to be away from you. and for your wife too."

matty clears his throat, "like i said, we make it work. everyone has a different life. this is ours. wouldn't change it."

"and is your song true?" the interviewer asks, "do you do the nappies?"

matty laughs again, more comfortable. music. talking about music.

"yeah," he says, "of course i do."

"your wife is a lucky woman. to have a hands on dad like you then. she must love it when you're home to babysit."

"babysit?" matty says, his voice hardening.

"well you know, with you being away..."

"i dont babysit, mate. they're my children. i brought them into the world too. they're just as much my responsibility as hers."

"i know i was just...."

"well dont just mate. okay. think about what you're saying. isnt it sad?"

"I mean yeah..."

"isnt it sad that you think she is lucky? she shouldn't have to be called lucky. equal parenting should be the norm. she's not lucky. you shouldnt be... no one should be batting an eyelid."

"i'm sorry matty, i didnt mean to upset you."

"i know you didn't. but think of the women you might have upset. i dont want my daughter raised in a world like that. i think you should apologize to my wife."

"i will."

"no time like the present."

"you want me to.... you want me to. on air?"

"may as well. right your wrongs now. if my girls listen back, which they wont, i need to them to know that you can hold people accountable"

"okay," the interviewer says, his voice small, "i'm sorry."

"and you're sorry to all women?"

"yeah," he says, "i am really sorry. i shouldn't have put it like that."

"by the way, for the record, my wife runs a really successful book shop as well as being a mum. we're both working parents and we both rock it. shout out to heartbeat books, soho. go buy a book everyone. they also have good coffee. love you darling!"

they cut to a song. jamie shrugs at the dj. he must have hammered it home. when they come back they talk about matty's music.

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

The Fitting, Mary Cassatt, 1890-1891, Cleveland Museum of Art

* * * *

I do kind gestures. Remove my appendix.

I put my ear to a flat shell and—nothing.I play the lottery ironically. Get married. Have a smear test. I put my ear to the beak of a dead bird—nothing. I grow wisdom teeth. Jog. I pick up a toddler’s telephone, Hello? — No answer. I change a light bulb on my own. Organize a large party. Hire a clown. Attend a four-day stonewalling course. Have a baby. Stop eating Coco Pops. I put my ear right up to the slack and gaping bonnet of a daffodil—. Get divorced. Floss. Describe a younger person’s music taste as “just noise.” Enjoy perusing a garden centre. Sit in a pub without drinking. I stand at the lip of a pouting valley—speak to me! My echo plagiarizes. I land a real love plus two real cats. I never meet the talking bird again. Or the yawning hole. The panther of purple wisps who prowls inside the air. I change nappies. Donate my eggs. Learn a profound lesson about sacrifice. Brunch. No singing floorboards. No vents leaking scentless instructions. My mission is over. The world has zipped up her second mouth. ― Sanity, by Caroline Bird Source: Poetry (February 2019)

[pinene]

Sanity

by Caroline Bird

I do kind gestures. Remove my appendix.

I put my ear to a flat shell and—nothing.

I play the lottery ironically. Get married.

Have a smear test. I put my ear to the beak

of a dead bird—nothing. I grow wisdom

teeth. Jog. I pick up a toddler’s telephone,

Hello?—No answer. I change a light bulb

on my own. Organize a large party. Hire

a clown. Attend a four-day stonewalling

course. Have a baby. Stop eating Coco Pops.

I put my ear right up to the slack and gaping

bonnet of a daffodil—. Get divorced. Floss.

Describe a younger person’s music taste as

“just noise.” Enjoy perusing a garden center.

Sit in a pub without drinking. I stand at the

lip of a pouting valley—speak to me!

My echo plagiarizes. I land a real love plus

two real cats. I never meet the talking bird

again. Or the yawning hole. The panther

of purple wisps who prowls inside the air.

I change nappies. Donate my eggs. Learn

a profound lesson about sacrifice. Brunch.

No singing floorboards. No vents leaking

scentless instructions. My mission is over.

The world has zipped up her second mouth.

[punk-a-cat]

The hetronormative stuff on the shelves is not my thing, plus as I live in an area which is 80% retirement villages and the rest is nappy valley, the book selection is aimed at oldies and small children, the fantasy section barely exists, and lbgtqa+ novels are non existent.

To clarify this, the town I live in has a total population of around 4k people, so tiny, and the library is tiny and can't possibly hold enough books to suit everyone so they cater to those who use it most - retired people and parents with small children

As a young librarian, I started trying to figure out why more young people aren't ever coming in; 90% of our demographic are the elderly and parents of children, and the rest are a rough mix of the kids and teenagers who come in just for school projects. As a result, I've been attempting different ways to get the Youth TM to come into libraries, but first I wanted to see why they don't come in. Please reblog to get this poll out to more people! <3

[6peaches]

Caroline Bird - Sanity

I do kind gestures. Remove my appendix. I put my ear to a flat shell and—nothing. I play the lottery ironically. Get married. Have a smear test. I put my ear to the beak of a dead bird—nothing. I grow wisdom teeth. Jog. I pick up a toddler’s telephone, Hello?—No answer. I change a light bulb on my own. Organize a large party. Hire a clown. Attend a four-day stonewalling course. Have a baby. Stop eating Coco Pops. I put my ear right up to the slack and gaping bonnet of a daffodil—. Get divorced. Floss. Describe a younger person’s music taste as “just noise.” Enjoy perusing a garden center. Sit in a pub without drinking. I stand at the lip of a pouting valley—SPEAK TO ME! My echo plagiarizes. I land a real love plus two real cats. I never meet the talking bird again. Or the yawning hole. The panther of purple wisps who prowls inside the air. I change nappies. Donate my eggs. Learn a profound lesson about sacrifice. Brunch. No singing floorboards. No vents leaking scentless instructions. My mission is over. The world has zipped up her second mouth.

[asidesandbsides]

Starts With W, Part 1

Wadsworth Mansion - Sweet Mary / What's On Tonight

So many one hit wonders to be found in this collection! "Sweet Mary" is a jaunty little tune with a bit of frantic percussion on the bridges. I do enjoy a good tempo change mid-song. The production isn't very impressive on either side, especially for "What's On Tonight." Or maybe it's just that the lead singer doesn't quite have the voice for rock records.

War - Slippin' into Darkness / Nappy Head (Theme from "Ghetto Man")

Ooh, this one sounds very good. Listen to all those little sounds in the beginning! "Slippin' into Darkness" is one of the all-time funk tunes, excellently arranged and performed in a monster groove. The single version is too short, but alas, it is a single version. "Nappy Head" is a gorgeous instrumental, and the sound is so rich coming off this disc I am left wondering why it didn't get played more.

Dionne Warwick - I Say a Little Prayer / (Theme from) Valley of the Dolls

The sound is quite a bit thinner on this disc, but it is still a beautiful song. This has never been my favorite rendition of "I Say a Little Prayer," but I'm not about to pit Dionne and Aretha against each other. I actually like her singing better on the B-Side, "Valley of the Dolls." The record is still a little worn down (a little crackly on the big swells), but up to a certain point that doesn't matter. It's just beautiful.

We Five - You Were On My Mind / Somewhere Beyond the Sea

I nice bit of folk-pop harmony singing on "You Were On My Mind," complete with those obligatory jangly 60's folk guitars. I've always liked this one. The B-Side of this reissue is "Somewhere Beyond the Sea," which is the same as "Beyond the Sea," which is of course the same as "La Mer," except not in French. I don't know that it works that well in the folk context, the strumming is just a little too frantic for my taste.

The Who - Won't Get Fooled Again / I Don't Even Know Myself

I don't even know if I've ever heard the single edit of this song before, and it's jarring just how much they've cut out. It's like they've cut out whole songs worth of just one song. Not a great A-Side, if you ask me! Even a six minute edit would have been better. So I turn my attention to the B-Side. I've never heard "I Don't Even Know Myself" before either, but that's probably my fault for being a fake Who fan. It's not quite A-Side material, but it is a good piece of music, with almost a honky-tonk character in places. Both sides are a little worn down, but not too badly.

Jack Wild - Some Beautiful / Picture of You

Mostly an unremarkable pair of pop songs, better on the instrumental side than the singing. I did a little reading on Jack Wild, and it didn't make me feel any better about the way the entertainment industry cares for child talent. Kind of depressing.

[yorkcalling]

Video: Sarah Segal-Lazar - Earlier

Montreal, Canada-based singer songwriter Sarah Segal-Lazar has been called the “Femme Fatale of Folk.” She’s been performing music since she was in nappies but has only just hit our radar thanks to her new track and video, taken from her new album Valleys. It’s called Earlier. Continue reading Untitled

[pronouncingitwang]

[image text:

Sanity

By Caroline Bird

I do kind gestures. Remove my appendix. I put my ear to a flat shell and—nothing. I play the lottery ironically. Get married. Have a smear test. I put my ear to the beak of a dead bird—nothing. I grow wisdom teeth. Jog. I pick up a toddler’s telephone, Hello?—No answer. I change a light bulb on my own. Organize a large party. Hire a clown. Attend a four-day stonewalling course. Have a baby. Stop eating Coco Pops. I put my ear right up to the slack and gaping bonnet of a daffodil—. Get divorced. Floss. Describe a younger person’s music taste as “just noise.” Enjoy perusing a garden center. Sit in a pub without drinking. I stand at the lip of a pouting valley—speak to me! My echo plagiarizes. I land a real love plus two real cats. I never meet the talking bird again. Or the yawning hole. The panther of purple wisps who prowls inside the air. I change nappies. Donate my eggs. Learn a profound lesson about sacrifice. Brunch. No singing floorboards. No vents leaking scentless instructions. My mission is over. The world has zipped up her second mouth.

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fuck does anyone have that poem thats like the speaker used to press her ear to conch shells when she was a child but as an adult the world has closed its second mouth or something

[djmossback]

Spacebar Arcade-Third Space Saturday

July 15, 2023 BEGINNING 2100 HOURS, ENDING July 16, 2023 0155 HOURS

THE TRACKS

Wire, Ahead (12" 45 RPM cut)

David Bowie, Let’s Dance (12" Long Version)

Olivia Newton John, Magic (7" 45 RPM)

Pointer Sisters, He’s So Shy (7" 45 RPM)

Human League, Love Action (LP cut, Spanish Pressing)

Michael Jackson, Rock With You (7" 45 RPM)

Naked Eyes, Promises Promises (7" 45 RPM)

Dry Cleaning, Scratchcard Lanyard (7" 45 RPM)

Dan Hartman, Instant Replay (12" 45 RPM long version)

Animotion, Obsession (7" 45 RPM)

Sylvester, You Make Me Feel (Mighty Real) (12" 45 RPM cut)

Pet Shop Boys, West End Girls (12" cut long version)

Siouxsie & The Banshees, Spellbound (12" 45 RPM cut)

Kate Bush, Sat In Your Lap (American EP version)

Winston Curtis, Be Thankful For What You’ve Got (Soul Jazz comp)

Nappy Roots, Awnaw (12" Long Version)

Soul II Soul, Keep On Movin’ (12" Nellies 7" Version)

ZZ Top , I Thank You (LP cut)

Toto, Hold The Line (LP cut)

Bee Gee’s, Jive Talking (7" 45 RPM)

Cars, Give Me Some Slack (LP cut)

Ting Tings, Shut Up And Let Me Go (LP cut)

PiL, Bad Life (12" 45 RPM cut)

Gap Band, You Dropped A Bomb On Me (LP cut)

Bobby Brown, My Perogative (7" 45 RPM)

Sade, Hang on To Your Love (7" 45 RPM)

Paul McCartney, Coming Up (7" 45 RPM)

Cheryl Lynn, Got to Be Real (7" 45 RPM)

Apollonia 6, Sex Shooter (12" 45 RPM cut)

SOHO, Hippychick (12" Long Version)

Bush Tetras, Too Many Creeps (7" 45 RPM)

Amii Stewart, Knock On Wood (12" Long Version)

Blondie, Rapture (12" 45 RPM cut)

Wreckz-n-Effect, Rump Shaker (12" Radio single version)

Rick James, Super Freak (12" Long Version)

TLC, No Scrubs (12" w/Left Eye rapVersion)

Positive K, I Gotta Man (12" Version)

Confidence Man, What I Like (LP cut)

Lakeside, Fantastic Voyage (LP cut)

Average White Band, Pick Up The Pieces (LP cut)

Crashers, Flight To Jamaica (Soul Jazz comp)

Afrika & The Zulu Rangers, Cars (Zulu Club Mix)

Heatwave, The Groove Line (7" 45 RPM)

Dazz Band, Let It Whip (7" 45 RPM)

Funkadelic, One Nation Under A Groove (7" 45 RPM)

Laid Back, White Horse (12" 45 RPM cut)

Cameo, Back & Forth (12" 7" Version)

Sylvester, Do Ya Wanna Funk (12" 45 RPM Long Version)

Jay Z, Hard Knock Life (LP cut)

Thundercat, Them Changes

Grace Ives, Loose (LP cut)

Mos Def, Ms Fat Booty (12" Version)

Max Romeo, Blood Of The Prophets (LP cut)

Booker T & The MG’s, Green Onions (7" 45 RPM)

Stanley Clarke, School Days (LP cut)

Toots & The Maytals, Monkey Man (LP cut)

Cate Le Bon, Moderation (LP cut)

Londonbeat, I’ve Been Thinking About You (12" 45 RPM cut)

Fatback, King Tim III (personality DJ) (Soul Jazz comp)

Sleaford Mods, U.K. Grim (LP cut)

Plague Vendor, Black Sap Scriptures (LP cut)

Dee Sharp, Rising To The Top (Soul Jazz comp)

Anadol, Gôrünmez Hava (LP cut)

Marshall Watson, Sweet Sounds (EP)

Everything But The Girl, Caution To The Wind (LP cut)

Tasting Notes

Everytime I spin I learn something. The first thing I learned tonight was show up earlier, and make sure the gear is in working order. Second thing I learned was that I need to learn about the board. Still, I made fewer technical errors than ever before, and some of the segues were quite good. But, the baseline is: did you do damage to the vibe?

The opening was fraught with technical miscues, bad volume control, but thanks to Julie, we got things ironed out, and the set proceeded apace. And, it was busy. The barstaff were running hard all night, and the Treasure Valley Roller Derby showed up post match in full force. Those people know how to get down.

Stayed close to the familiar in the early going, just trying to get my feet underneath me. Horror Grace and Nicky Mustard were there early, and left early to go eat. I didn't play anything earlier than 1974, and Mustard only listens to things made before 1967. So they made a wise move. They missed the Booker T record I played late.

Dj Dusty C and DJ Brose came by and said hi, and Miss Allanna Love took my drink orders. Which kind of took my breath away. Minerva occupied a place on the bar for a couple of hours as well, so there was a high celebrity count in the house.

I had intended to downshift between 1 and 2, and I kind of did, but Cyberjewel asked me to keep the tempo up, since the bar staff was flagging and tired after a brisk and lively night. As you know, I don't take requests. I'm limited in the number of records I can bring to the booth, and I kind of have a good idea what to do, but I really don't hate hearing what people want to hear. It gives me ideas, and helps me read the crowd. And, it may put in motion record aquisition strategies for subsequent sets.

In any case, I did use the last hour to experiment a little bit, play less familiar tracks, and new things that I have, just to see how they play on the system. That is a continual process. Some records, while enjoyable to listen to in other settings don't jump off the turntables, and cut through the noise. And, some things work better at other times in the set, depending on what you play before or after. For instance, the Nappy Roots track I played didn't work in the place I put it. And I didn't eq it right either. I have played it before, and it has worked. Last night it didn't. Oh well.

I got some new (to me) compilations, The Dollar Bill, Y'all collection of the first decade of rap records from Beat Goes Public, and the Life Between Islands compilation on Soul Jazz. Both are amazing. I played a couple tracks apiece from them, and will hit more as I get into it. I also got the Disco Reggae Rockers compilation in the mix. IGA turned me on to that, and I played Flight To Jamaica in his honor, even though he is thousands of miles away.

That Anadol record was a real reach for me. And it worked where I placed it. Plague Vendor is a weird SO CAL band that play short songs, the singer yelps, and they kick it. I like it, people are mystified. The new EBTG is killer. I played one of the two uptempo-ish tracks to good effect. And that Marshall Watson record is one of my favorites this year!

Next set is August 19th. Hope to have some fresh 7" records in the box. Maybe we see you there.

MSSBCK

[londiniumlundene]

Lost London: Walking the Falcon Brook

Note: this walk was completed in early December 2020, before London entered Tier 4 restrictions, and before the start of national lockdown in January 2021.

After the meeting of its Hydburn and Streathbourne branches, the Falcon Brook continues in a north-westerly direction, still running below residential streets, until there is a sudden shift on reaching Northcote Road, where things take on a more distinctly middle-class high street feel. This is the so-called “Nappy Valley”, a line of shops and cafés following the valley carved out by the Falcon Brook between Clapham and Wandsworth Commons. It’s also very busy at weekends (particularly if London has just emerged from Lockdown 2.0 and has yet to experience Tiers 3 or 4…).

Dodging the parents and toddlers out for their dairy-free lattes and organic/gluten-free cakes, as the walker approaches the end of Northcote Road and the start of St John’s Road, another hint of the river emerges. The shops on the western side of the street follow the line of the river, which curves away from the line of the road.

 A more obvious link to the river is found at the Falcon pub; whether it took its name from the river or (like the river itself) from the rising falcon crest of the lords of Battersea Manor is unclear. 

At the same junction as the Falcon, the walker can also see the Edwardian baroque building that was once Arding & Hobbs department store (until recently it was a branch of Debenhams), and the rebuilt Party Superstore, a notable casualty of the 2011 London riots.

The Falcon Brook carries on following the course of Falcon Road, taking it under a large railway bridge adjacent to Clapham Junction station – which was once more appropriately (the station being a mile from the nearest end of Clapham) known as Falcon Bridge. Once under the bridge, the Falcon references come thick and fast, with Falcon Grove, Falcon Terrace, Falcon Glade, and The Falcons estate.

These traces of the river do not last for long though, its route suddenly turns west, joined at this point by another subterranean stream, the Heath Brook, and the underground waters run below tower blocks from the 1950s, 60s and 70s. Beyond these it runs underneath the small green space of York Gardens, which is next doors to the Falconbrook Pumping Station, built for handling storm water when the river’s sewer becomes full – flooding from the Falcon Brook is common in this area.

After York Gardens, until the 1960s the walker would have been able to see the mouth of the river as it met the Thames; here it was known as Battersea Creek, and was once used as a dock for the now-closed Price’s Candle Factory, much of which has now been converted into shops and flats. Besides a more modern car showroom, a large green stink pipe reveals the location of the covered river.

A short walk along a footpath besides a landscaped pond (it doesn’t seem to be directly connected to any flowing waters) brings the walker rather suddenly to the Thames; after much of the walk offering little traces of the Falcon Brook, it feels like it is quickly lost again.

[onedivinemisfit]

Obiyuki Shapeshifter!AU - Shirayuki bio

Starting anew the project that I sidetracked myself from so long ago 😂 I got too distracted with general character design and such, but now that’s out of the way, maybe this should be swifter swimming~

Some general info of the lassie. While Obi is the vagrant with the obvious messy background, there are quite a few mysteries to Shirayuki’s background too. In some ways, her coming to Wisteria Valley was not a coincidence - of all nearby regions, only one with history such as the Valley would be willing to overlook the gaps in her stories.

After all, no fox is made outcast for no reason at all. >:3

Shirayuki deals in herbs and foraging, mainly, and does basic healing, which is especially useful since her den is on the border - the scouts can come straight to her for first-aid, rather than run all the way to the interior territories to seek the volva. She’s also very good at stitching, and has been commissioned to sew together blankies and nappies for baby kits. ;3;

AnS (c) Akizuki Sorata

Art: Me

[onlytruestfacts]

Pidge Considerations

Bad sketch is bad, because bad hands are bad!