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Tina Turner - GoldenEye 1995

"GoldenEye" is a song written by Irish musicians Bono and the Edge from the rockband U2, and performed by American singer Tina Turner. It served as the theme for the 1995 James Bond film GoldenEye, starring Pierce Brosnan. Depeche Mode was initially approached in 1994 to sing the main theme song for GoldenEye, but were coming to the end of their Devotional Tour and could not meet the schedule. Instead, the producers got Tina Turner to agree to do the song. After being informed of Turner's involvement, Bono and the Edge were next to join, and agreed to write the song. The track was produced and mixed by British producer/remixer/composer Nellee Hooper, best known for his work with Massive Attack, Madonna, U2, and Björk. The track reached number ten on the UK Singles Chart and became a top-five hit in several European countries. "GoldenEye" was less successful outside Europe, reaching number 43 in Canada, number 63 in Australia, and number 2 on the US Billboard Bubbling Under Hot 100.

"GoldenEye" was first released on the original motion picture soundtrack and the following year it was included on Turner's album Wildest Dreams. The music video for the song was directed by Jake Scott. The song has been covered by Nicole Scherzinger for the 2010 remake of the GoldenEye 007 video game.

"GoldenEye" received a total of 73,5% yes votes!

[whisky-soul]

Rian announced the next Knives Out sequel and it’s not with the Muppets so what is even the point.

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[rgbwings]

electrical storm

[celebgames]

[music-tourney]

[newvision]

half the credit goes to my bestest of all friends, @maysthoughts <3 she made me ponder ordinary love

U2, Ordinary Love // Raphael Bob-Waksberg, Someone Who Will Love You In All Your Damaged Glory // La Dispute, Woman (In Mirror) // Everything Everywhere All At Once // @bicarusgf

[sabotpetal]

U-2

[mysharona1987]

Quincy Jones being real.

[oacest]

this random american audience member speedrunning a classic oasism emotional journey in '97 (x)

[tulipsofthemorning]

through the storm we reach the shore.

[stxrshxpxd]

⚽️ fic friday;

“punch me”

early 90s liam gallagher x reader,, young+dumb+in love

“This is shite, man!” Liam huffed, frustratingly pulling out fists of grass from the neat park lawn.

“Rowdy’s gonna have me for dinner if I don’t show up. Seriously,” I gave an empty laugh and ran my fingers through the short grass. The most important cup of the season had fallen on the same weekend as the U2 concert Liam and I had had tickets to for months. Normally I would never back out of a game or a cup, being Coach Rowdy’s brightest hope on our team, but U2 ranked above everything else.

“You can’t go to fucking Nottingham and run after a fucking ball in the scorching sun for three days straight! U2 are playing G-MEX!”

I laughed at Liam bashing his own favourite pastime; running after a ball. I tossed my head back, crashing my back onto the soft ground in the midday sun.

“I know!”

“I’ll fucking have Rowdy for dinner!” Liam argued, aggressively pointing his finger in the air at nobody, chunks of grass flying from his fist. I squinted up at his backlit, soft face contorted in a scowl. He resembled an agitated puppy. I smiled and petted the back of his other hand which was pressed into the ground. Feeling the muscle in his chunky hand, an idea struck me.

“Punch me,” I chirped suddenly. Liam twisted his neck quickly down to stare at me, eyes wide and brows knit together.

“I’m not engaging in your weird kink things, love. You’ll have to find a new boyfriend for that.”

“Fuck off,” I laughed and squeezed his hand on my way to sit up again.

“If you injure me I can get out of the cup. Punch me in the side, or kick me in the shin or something. Just enough to bruise me, and I’ll fake a limp.”

“Aye, I liked it more when it was a sex thing.”

“Come on, Liam!” I laughed, pulling on his arms.

“Isn’t faking a limp enough?” he asked, concern glowing in his eyes.

“No, he’ll see through it! There’s gotta be a bruise or something visible. I’ll tell him I fell on some steps and fractured a rib.”

Liam couldn’t help but laugh now, eyes still wide under his thick, ruffled fringe.

“You’ve lost your fucking wits! I’m not punching you.”

“Do you wanna see U2 with me or not?”

Liam got quiet and stared at me with a frown. I stood up and pulled him up with me.

“Just one hard one right here,” I encouraged and pointed at the side of my belly, just under my ribs to not risk him actually cracking one. Liam looked around the empty park and I laughed, pulling on his hands again.

“You’re a lunatic.”

“I grew up with three brothers! You don’t think I’ve been punched in the stomach before?!”

“By little boys!”

“You’re a little boy,” I teased with a grin and pecked his lips shortly.

“You really think I’m that stupid? You won’t rile me up enough to punch you.”

“I don’t know, Li, you’re pretty easy to rile up.”

He laughed tiredly and gave a vague shrug and sigh that indicated he might actually be considering the idea.

“Just one?”

“Yes! A good, hard one!”

“You’re fucked in the head,” he informed as his left hand wrapped around my shoulder and he took a few deep breaths and a step back.

“Pretend I’m Noel,” I giggled through the adrenaline and held a big breath as I tensed my core the hardest I could, closing one eye and squinting at Liam through the other. He was trying to push the premature regret out of his mind, his fist tightly balled and eyes glued to my belly.

Liam swung his arm and within a split second his knuckles shot into my body. The pain spread quickly and I folded at the middle, heaving my head over his shoulder and tackling him to the ground.

“Fuck!” I laughed breathlessly as I toppled onto his body. “Oh my god!”

“That sucked! Are you okay?” Liam panted, his fist unclenched and palm now softly holding my sore flesh.

“Yes,” I laughed the adrenaline out of my system and dug my face into his warm chest.

“Man, if Bono could see you now he’d give you free tickets for life,” he laughed gently and continued to caress my abdomen. I giggled and slid off his body but stayed cuddling his side.

“If that doesn’t bruise by tomorrow you’ll have to do it again. Maybe use your knee,” I mumbled and peered up at Liam who instantly shook his head at my insanity.

“You’re mental,” he muttered back and shoved my face softly with his palm.

[headshrnker]

They were holding hands and all

[ghostwarriorrrr]

Aircraft that can fly in the upper atmosphere

[gammija]

Alright, so celia, she clearly recognised jons voice, right? so one assumes shes the same celia as the one we heard in tma. I'm not saying thats definitely not true, not at all, but here are some thoughts about her that made me think twice whether that's the case:

It sounds like she has some personal experience handling tape recorders and manilla folders, when as far as we know she only saw them in a very brief period following jmart around before she got kidnapped back to her hellscape?

That could be referring to when she gave a statement to the Institute, but in MAG190 she didn't give any indication of remembering anything from before. Now, she still calls herself Celia - if she remembers everything from before the Eyepocalypse, wouldn't she go by Lynne?

Actually she seems very well-adjusted for someone who has gone through a hellscape specifically catered to her worst fears, was saved, dragged back, and then dimension hopped and presumably lost any remaining support system à la Anya Villette

She's gotten through to U2 VERY well in fact, considering that last we heard, she was a somewhat random eyepocalypse victim - while the Eye's special little boys seem to have gotten trapped in 'puters after their dimension hopping

The way she reacts to Jon's voice is just 'heh'? not even excusing herself? She really is cool as a cucumber. Actually, she feels more like someone who listened to the show reacting to things, rather than having lived through it

hey wait a minute...

... maybe instead of this being the exact same Celia as from tma, this Celia somehow heard the tapes, as they got pulled into U2 along with the Fears. Then when she recognized her own name and voice, she decided to investigate them and her own universe's Institute under a false name