#oceana

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[lennox0arts]

sobbing over Oscar

“Hey, kid. What are ya doing here all alone?”

[the-sky-queen]

THE BOY!!! I noticed that the Splash sketches I made were getting pretty smudged in my sketchbook, so I inked and colored them! :D

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[darknessbetweentrees]

⊱····⋆ { Oceana } ⋆····⊰

Oceana is the country of water, ice, and snow with each city being based off one of them. It has mostly cold and chilly weather so make sure to bring a jacket when you come to visit.

𓇼`Oceana Cities & Residents ;

Rein [ Water City ]

- Loopy

Slean [ Ice City ]

- Empty..

Fallesn [ Snow City ]

- Empty..

[the-sky-doge]

Me, Will and Ghosty had left the 'training grounds' and had started wondering around the front of the school. Everyone has a room with there names on the front on the outside they where the same.

After looking around and not finding much else other than a few stray rocks in the grass, we all went back into the school. The first floor was the same the hall, class rooms, the Library and storage closets but there was another room near the hall the sign read "Pool".

"Well let's go?" I ask looking over at the other two. After receiving two nods we went in, we were met with two others.

A tall blonde hair woman talking with another, he? They? They had white hair with longer strands of red. Both wearing swimwear, a Black wet suit on the blond, while the other was wearing red,teal and white swim shorts.

"Hello?" I mumbled raising my hand in a wave, Ghosty following my actions while Will appeared? To be looking around.

"Well hello Rae?" She said, before laughing. "You scared everyone pretty good.." she said before getting out the pool.

"I..what?!" I questioned.

"Eh? I'm surprised Mr mask hasn't told ya, you look like one of the portraits in the library but you know...a man." She said before continuing." Who ever she is she's important to someone hear or deeply hatred." She giggled before holding out her hand. " I'm Oceana but call me Oci I'm the Ultimate Swimmer."

I took her hand, shaking it. With my head completely filled with possibilities..wait I haven't even seen this portrait..

"Oh and that's Aax they're shy! But no worries they're the ultimate Speleologist." She said before walking over to them. "Feel free to look around there's not much in ways to escape though." She said laughing again.

"Wait did you hear me introduce myself? Will nor Ghosty did?" I asked as Will walked around the room Ghosty staying beside me.

"Sure did but I left soon after your introduction.." Oci said sitting next to Aax.

"Have you gotten your info pad yet?" Aax asked looking up at me.

"Huh? No ?" I mumbled

"You can pick them up in the library, they just kinda showed up so I'd take the info with a grane of salt." Oci said turning back to me.

"Ah alright, Ghosty wanna come?" I asked, looking over at Will digging through the pools equipment cupboard.

"Mhm, Will you good?" Ghosty asked.

"Yep! See you two in a bit!" Will screamed from the cupboard.

I laughed a bit before following Ghosty out the Pool, walking back to the Library..

When we entered and there was i-pads on the table names above each one most where gone, I walked over to mine- Purple with silver stars on the back matching constitutions.

Ghosty picking his up though his name was painted over with Red you couldn't read it..?

Anyway - his I-pad was red with a sunflower on the back.

"Are you okay?" I asked as he stared at the name tag.

"I don't know Rae, I.. can't remember my name the name Ghosty is a nickname? I think." He said with a sigh.

"It's okay Ghosty! I'm sure you'll remember, it seems there's more to where we are if people's memory is this altered? Damaged? But hay your not alone." I said walking over before hugging him tight.

"I promise I won't leave you alone." I mumbled as he slowly hugged me back tight.

"Thanks you Rae." He mumbled into my shirt.

"Let's hope no one dies." I said looking over at the door.

"Then won't we all?" Ghosty asked.

"I guess we'll find out?" I said letting Ghosty go with a smile.

He sighed, looking over at the door as well.

"See you tomorrow Rae, let's hope there's nothing to find." He said smiling at me before walking off.

Yeah, I hope to Ghosty. I really do

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Yarra River, Melbourne, Australia: The Yarra River or historically, the Yarra Yarra River, is a perennial river in south-central Victoria, Australia. The lower stretches of the Yarra are where Victoria's state capital Melbourne was established in 1835, and today metropolitan Greater Melbourne dominates and influences the landscape of its lower reaches. Wikipedia

[primehusk]

she Wants a Kiss.

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[thisworldisablackhole]

The Holy Trinity of Risecore (imo)

Risecore is a somewhat derogatory term for bands who released music on Rise Records in the mid 2000s to early 2010s. It was applied mostly to metalcore bands that basically took the blueprint of Attack Attack's "Stick Stickly" and printed copies of that shit like dollar bills from the proverbial money tree. Synth laden crabcore breakdowns and sing along choruses repeated ad nauseum until the style quickly became a parody of itself. I personally have a huge soft spot for this kind of music. Asking Alexandria's first album in particular was hugely influential to my life, and even though I don't think that album aged well, it singlehandedly introduced me to the world of metalcore and made me a fan for life. For all the shit that people give risecore bands, I think their accessible approach to heavy music did a lot to bring new fans into the fold, and ultimately bolster the health of the alternative music scene more than people give them credit for.

Despite the brain mushing mundanity of this particular scene, there were a few standout Rise bands from that era that I think got unfairly lumped in with the rest of the crowd. Real ones know what's up, but the average person might not be able to discern these acts from the rest of the roster. These bands broke the mold by pushing the boundaries of the formula and experimenting more with atmosphere and vibes. Unsurprisingly, these bands are all connected in a way. After Of Machines drowned in a gofundme scandal and Oceana morphed into an electronic indie band named Polyenso, members of both bands joined forces to form Lead Hands. Finding this out years after being a fan of all three was mind blowing but also like... a big "no shit sherlock" moment.

Of Machines has possibly the saddest tale of tale of the bunch. This band had all the right ingredients and so much potential that was squandered by poor band relations and a singer that allegedly ran off with the GoFundMe donations that was supposed to fund their next recording. As If Everything Was Held In Place would still go down as a celebrated landmark in the genre, garnering a cult following where everyone who knows it seems to love it. This whole band was great but the quality that really elevated them was the combination of Dylan Anderson's knack for crafting beautiful vocal melodies, and super clean guitar leads drenched in reverb and delay walking all over the album with a gentle stride. I wouldn't say Anderson's vocals are that unique in sound, but he has a sense of power and control that is really hard to achieve with such a high range. It's impressive. The contrast between the soaring atmospheric leads over breakdowns and Bennet Freeman’s screams also creates a hypnotic dichotomy that is impossible to not grab your attention. They don't just rely on cheap tricks to sell their music either. Underneath the pretty leads and impressive vocal performances is just solid song writing that encapsulates moments of serenity and passion with effortless style.

Oceana had a more average career but was nonetheless riddled with member changes and major shifts in sound direction. Their first album was honestly fantastic, but it wasn’t until they got a new vocalist and doubled down on the atmosphere that they really came into their own. One of my absolute favourite things about this album is Brennan Taulbee’s voice. He utilizes a more subdued range than a lot of other singers in the scene, but he has this immaculate quiver to his voice that makes him sound like he’s trembling while confessing sins from the altar. It’s uniquely addicting, and if I ever did clean vocals in a band, he would be my number one inspiration. His harsh vocals are also deafening, and when combined with Jack Burns tasteful guitar riffs, they create haunting vibrations that you can feel in your bones. The vibe of this whole album is oppressive and you can feel it from the first few seconds. It'd sad, it's angry, it's depressing, and the fantastic production work really conveys these feelings with a staggering clarity.

The lyrics on this album is another story, and as I'll admit that I had no idea what they were singing about when I initially fell in love with this album. Oceana was comprised of some christian boys who thought they were fighting the good fight for the sake of their god, and they essentially created an anti-abortion concept album (birth eater... duh). Most of the lyrics are penned from the perspective of an unborn child, angry at the world for taking away his chance at life. I've had to do a lot of mental gymnastics over the years in order to keep enjoying this album, because the music is just too fucking good. The lyrics on their own are actually quite good too if you completely remove and ignore the context, and I think - for the most part - they did a good job at leaving the lyrics vague enough for the listener to apply their own meaning to.

After this album, the band went through a major stylistic change. They dropped the screaming and the breakdowns, cleaned up their tones and wrote an EP that was much more light hearted and non controversial, albeit still spiritual in nature. The Clean Head EP is honestly some of their best work, and I will go to my grave wondering what would have happened if the band followed it up with a whole album in the same style. It probably would have ended up in my top 5 albums of all time. Jack's guitar playing is so creative and impactful. Brennan's lyricism and vocal delivery is phenomenal. Denny Agosto's drum work dances around with a gentle intricacy that never fails to make my ears perk up. This EP is a spiritual experience whether you believe in a god or not.

Lead Hands was a post hardcore band born from the ashes of Oceana and Of Machines, and their existence was much more similar to the latter. They released one fantastic album before squandering their potential in a battle of interpersonal and financial dramas. This band saw OG Oceana screamer Keith Jones teaming back up with guitarist Jack Burns, Of Machines drummer Brent Guistwite, and VeraEmerge vocalist Spencer Pearson (who sounded quite like a dreamier version of Dylan Anderson).

This band took the heavy, moody riffs of Oceana and the atmospheric leads of Of Machines and then cranked up the ambiance and slowed everything else way the fuck down. Lead Hands is heavy, but it's also soft and pretty. How they managed to do both so well is still a wonder to me. Guitars are tuned to drop B, but they are played clean, and only have a bit of overdrive during the heaviest parts. Riffs plod along methodically and every major shift in dynamics feels intentional, like a seed planted in the earth and given time to grow. They really tried to trim the excess here and approached the writing with a less is more mindset. This album can be an atmospheric slow burn and has been criticized for it's monotony, but I think it's beautiful. It can easily fade into background noise if you aren't paying attention, but it's intricacies blossom with repeated listens and it becomes very rewarding over time. God only knows how good a sophomore from this band could have been.

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Influx of Memory

Influx of Memory, Notty Bumbo, 2012, photoimpressionism

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