#phillip gilmore

[lavendarneverlands]

HOW DID I NEVER NOTICE THAT “Reflecting Light” ISN’T JUST the song at their wedding it’s ALSO THE ONE FOR LUKE & LAURELAI’S FIRST DANCE back in the old seasons with Liz’s wedding🥹😭😍🥹

[i-like-gay-books]

something in me heals every time i see gilmore girls s4e21

[brokehorrorfan]

Artwork from Gallery 1988's horror-inspired "Cover Your Eyes" exhibit is available online. I've highlighted some of my favorite pieces:

A Dead-cade Under the Influence by Kevin Tiernan

Wanna See Something Scary? by Austin Gilmore

Horror Icons by Amanda Conrad

What We Do in the Shadows by Shane Houston

The Ring by Zita Walker

Killer Klowns from Outer Space by Vanessa Seixas

A Nightmare on Elm Street by Billy Daggers

Barbarian by Adam Michaels

In the Mouth of Madness by Stephen Andrade

Halloween / The Texas Chain Saw Massacre / Friday the 13th / A Nightmare on Elm Street by Carles Ganya

Get Out / Us / Nope by Superday

Psycho / The Shining / Get Out by Josh Seth Blake

Aliens / Predator / Little Shop of Horrors / It by Chet Phillips

[springfox04]

you guys I just snuggled up to this sweetheart guy outside on a blanket while watching a meteor shower with reflecting light by sam phillips playing in the background someone pinch me

[gardenfungus]

Sorry can’t sleep, Gilmore Girls scene transition music is stuck in my head and it’s sending me on an emotional roller coaster

[postpunkindustrial]

They Came From Hell  - Osteotome

[singeratlarge]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY to John Barbata, The Bauhaus School (1919), Wallace Beery, Alan Blakeley (Tremeloes), the 1930 BLUE ANGEL film, Lucille Bogan, D. Boon, Susan Boyle, Danny Brooks (Dovells), Jim Ed Brown, Kenny Buttrey, Harry Carney, Lon Chaney, Simon Crowe (Boomtown Rats), Billie Curry (Ultravox). Eddy Duchin, Jimmy Cliff, Nikolai Gogol, Henry Gross, Susumu Hirasawa, Alberta Hunter, Rudolph Isley, Duke Jordan, Gordon Jump, Ronnie Lane, Jimmie Lloyd (“I’ve Got a Rocket in my Pocket”), Art Lund, Ali MacGraw, the 1972 Mar Y Sol concert, Phil Margo (Tokens), Kris Marshall, Toshiro Mifune, Amos Milburn, Peter O’Toole (Hothouse Flowers), David Oyelowo, Bijou Phillips, Jeff Porcaro, Jack Pyers, Sergei Rachmaninoff, Debbie Reynolds, Sam & Dave’s 1966 “Hold On I’m Comin’” single, Gil Scott-Heron, Eddie Severn, William James Sidis, Rob Wasserman, Mark White (ABC), Grace Lee Whitney, my Grandfather Rufus Wilson, and my old friend, graphics artist, & sublime singer-songwriter Michael Miller. 

I urgently recommend people to listen to his music http://michaelmillercrusade.com, an evocative mash of confessional song crafting with unhurried dreamscapes drawn from subtle frequencies felt in "the White Album." His career has intersected with Beck, The Gilmore Girls TV show, Sam Phillips, The 77s, The Wallflowers, and other lumineers. I've been blessed to have shared the stage with him a few times, and he guested on my GRATEFUL album and some porta-studio projects. Here’s a track of mine he played guitar on: https://johnnyjblairsingeratlarge.bandcamp.com/track/the-brakemans-dead-remastered-2020 Meanwhile, HB MM and God bless your crusade.

#michaelmiller #michaelmillercrusade #johnnyjblair #gilmoregirls #beck #samphillips #the77s #wallflowers #singersongwriter

[unmeinoakaito]

❤️

[narrativestringtheory]

NST #992: The Strategists (2024)

The cover of Phillips Payson O’Brien’s The Strategists (2024) features a true classic use of string.

From contributor Barry Hudek.

[ksfd892]

Interesting Interview With Sam Phillips

'...I needed to do music that the gals could walk and talk to.

The direction Amy gave me in the very beginning was “This should be the music that is in Lorelai and Rory’s heads.” 

[goofyjelly]

I thought I’d share lol. No vocals, but there is mediocre guitar going on. I just finished the Gilmore Girls episode with all of the town troubadours and I literally couldn’t help myself.

[afilmbyemma]

if u recommend a playlist based off a gilmore girls character (especially lorelai or rory) , and the first song is where you lead, i will not be listening to it.

[andi-is-bored]

andi, 19, she/her, gemini <3 (more info below)

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hiii :) my last intro post sucked and i haven’t been back in awhile so i thought i’d tell people im still alive <3

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(THE BASICS)

american (could you guess from the everything about me?)

unlabeled

music lover 🎤

iced coffee obsessed (it’s the only thing getting me through the day)

spends wayyyyy too much time online

i’m not super active right now but i try and come back when i can to stay in the loop (i also miss my people <3)

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(HOBBIES)

reading, video games, listening to music, coloring, bracelet making, and uhhhhh, other things probably? i’ll update if i start doing other things lol

(MUSIC)

ashe, ricky montgomery, the beaches, maggie rogers, hozier, gracie abrams, olivia rodrigo, dua lipa, taylor swift, finneas, maneskin, daisy grenade, chappell roan.

(FANDOMS)

harry potter (fuck jkr) marvel/mcu, lockwood & co, star wars, criminal minds, percy jackson, overwatch, gilmore girls, ted lasso, and more probably lol.

(BOOKS)

percy jackson & the olympians, the lunar chronicles, legendborn by tracy deonn, vicious by v. e. schwab, the undertaking of hart and mercy by megan bannen, simon vs the homosapians agenda by becky albertalli, geekerella by ashley poston, a good girls guide to murder by holly jackson, grim by stephanie phillips (comic) the adventure zone by the mcelroy brothers (graphic novel)

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i’m not sure what else i should add, if i forget anything i’ll probably update this post cause i hate redoing this stuff all over again. thank you for reading and everything, bye <333

[l0velyrand0m]

Old Soul - The First Avenger

This is the second chapter for my captain america/bucky barnes fic (full story on wattpad, l0velyrand0m). Posting the second chapter to see if i get any interest, if so i'll continue posting, but the main story is linked below.

The first chapter is also pinned at the top of my blog <3

"Hey there, grumpy," Bucky said, finally catching up to Eliza as she strided confidently down the street. "Mind if I walk with you?"

"Screw you, Bucky," she retorted in reference to the "grumpy" comment. She wasn't grumpy, she was pissed off. And she had every right to be.

"Maybe later," he replied, making her scoff. "Look, remember earlier when I said you were twenty-four? So he couldn't control you? Same goes for him."

"But I'm protecting him, Bucky," she strained, tears threatening her eyes. She sucked in a deep breath. Elizabeth Rogers didn't cry. "There's a difference. He's gonna get himself killed."

And then it hit him. Why Eliza had been so adamant about Steve's enlisting. About his lies. About his sacrifice. She was scared to lose him like she'd lost the rest of her family. And to an understandable extent - she would be alone.

"Lizzy, look," Bucky said softly, taking her hand in his. "It's gonna be okay. I swear to you. They're not gonna take him. He's not physically capable of doing that. But if you don't take this position. You're gonna regret it."

"I know," she sighed. "He'd be mad-"

"No, Liz," Bucky stopped her. "He's gonna be so proud of you."

Eliza raised her head and looked at Bucky in the eyes. Her own brimmed with hot tears that threatened to spill. Her lip trembled.

Bucky took her in his arms as she let out a small sob. "I can't lose him too. I can't lose either of you."

"Neither of us are going anywhere, doll. You gotta believe in us."

•••

"Welcome to camp, Miss Rogers. I'm Chester Phillips," the colonel said as he took Eliza's hand, and shook it firmly.

"It's an honor, Colonel," she replied.

"This is Agent Peggy Carter, she's here to supervise the division."

"Basically, I'm your boss," she said with a genuine smile. Her accent caught Eliza off guard at first, but it was certainly nice for the ears. "But somehow I think you'll be the only other competent person in this camp."

The Colonel walked away, leaving Peggy and Eliza to walk to the different tents.

"As the division's mobile nurse, you'll hang around me and take care of the boys as you see fit," Peggy explained, handing Eliza a clipboard with some personal files on all the soldiers.

The two girls came up on a line of soldiers waiting for their orders.

"Recruits, attention!" Peggy yelled, grabbing everyone's attention. "Gentlemen, I'm Peggy Carter. I supervise all operations for this division."

"What's with the accent, Queen Victoria?" one of the men shouted, a sly smirk on his mouth. "I thought I was signing up for the U.S. Army."

"What's your name, soldier?" Peggy requested, calling out the special soul in the crowd, this made Eliza snicker quietly. She'd gathered enough information on Peggy in the few minutes she'd been talking with her to know what was going to happen to the guy.

"Gilmore Hodge, your majesty," he said sarcastically.

"Step forward, Hodge," Peggy instructed. And he did so, smirking. "Put your right foot forward."

"Hmm," he hummed. "We gonna wrassle? 'Cause I got a few moves I know you'll like."

Peggy punches Hodge hard in the face, causing him to physically inch back a couple paces, clutching his nose.

"Agent Carter," Colonel Phillips says as he drives up.

"Colonel Phillips," she greeted.

"I see you're breaking in the candidates. That's good!" he turned to Hodge, who was still very much in shock from Peggy's surprise introduction. "Get your ass up out of that dirt and stand in that line at attention 'til somebody comes tells you what to do."

"Yes sir," Hodge apologizes quickly, running back into line.

Phillips now turned his attention to the recruits in line. "General Patton has said that wars are fought with weapons, but they are won by men. We are going to win this war because we have the best men..." Phillips trailed off as he noticed one of the men were shorter, much more frail looking than the rest. Eliza felt a pit grow in her stomach as she looked down at her clipboard and sifted through the pages.

Steven Grant Rogers

Brooklyn, New York

07/04/1918

Her head shot back up as she scowled at her brother, making dead eye contact as Phillips spoke. He finally took notice, cringing as she burned a hole in his head with her angry gaze.

"But every army starts with one man," Phillips says, catching Eliza's attention again. "By the end of the week, we will choose that man. He will be the first in a new breed of Super Soldiers."

•••

"Are you crazy?!" Eliza reprimands as she follows Steve to his barracks. "What the- What did I tell you? Did that whole angry outburst mean nothing to you Steve?"

"It meant you don't believe in me."

"Oh for Christ's sake, stop doing this. Stop putting words in my mouth. You're being very unreasonable right now."

"Sometimes I wish you would swear, so I could tell how you really felt."

"Oh trust me, I'd get us both kicked out of this camp if I was swearing right now. I can't believe you!"

"I don't wanna hear this."

"Well you're gonna!"

"Rogers!"

"What?" the twins said in unison as they turned to look at Peggy Carter.

"Agent Carter, I apologize," Eliza spoke quickly.

"Me too," Steve added.

"Okay.. Elizabeth, come with me. You.. off to wherever you need to be. Bye now," Peggy waved him off. "What was that?"

"Nothing. Unreasonable patient," she shrugged.

"I can tell the Colonel to have him sent-"

"No! Well..." Eliza had to think about her next words very carefully. Or there was a good chance she wouldn't be speaking to her brother any time soon, and not just because he was now in the military. "No. It's fine. I'll speak with Erskine about it later. What did you need?"

"Hodge is in the infirmary and requests that you look at his nose," Peggy said with a roll of her eyes. "He's fine, I didn't punch him that hard."

Eliza chuckled, "Yeah, I'm sure. I'll be over there as soon as I can. Thank you."

"No problem," she replied. "We leave in about fifteen for a bit of running practice for the men. You have to come to make sure none of them keel over and die."

"One of em might," Eliza muttered bitterly.

"Pardon?"

"Nothing. Gotta go attend to the crybaby, I'll see you in ten."

Eliza rushed to the infirmary tent, ducking through the opening to see Hodge complaining to one of her assistant nurses about his nose and the tiny trickle of blood that trailed down his upper lip.

"Gilmore Hodge, my pleasure," Eliza strained. Ever since his little theatrical performance, she decided she didn't much care for Hodge.

"How-do-ya-do, doll?"

The term felt weird hearing it from his mouth. The last person to call her that was Bucky. Whom she was beginning to miss ever since he left after their walk only just about a week ago.

"It's Nurse Rogers, for you, Hodge. Please," she told him.

"How about Lizzy? Liz?"

"Absolutely not. We're done here. Shut your mouth before I get Phillips to send you home. Got it?"

"Spunky. I love it. We'll talk soon, Liz," he says as he got up and walked out.

She was livid with the man. The audacity to take her name. Her nickname from Bucky, and drag it around so carelessly. Somehow, it hurt much more than she expected it to. Bucky was her best friend, and basically an older brother to the two. When he told her not to let anyone call her any derivative of "Liz" or "Lizzy" back when he coined the nickname in the first place... it made her want to punch Hodge. Right where Peggy had before.

But she didn't have time to chase him down just to scold him. He'd enjoy that. And she wasn't going to give him the time of day.

She took in a deep breath, packed her kit, and headed towards Peggy in the jeep next to the starting point of the recruit's run.

"So how was Hodge?" Peggy asked. "Dream man?"

"I'll kill him myself if he doesn't do so in the trench," Eliza chided.

"Oh damn," Peggy smiled. "I love your attitude. I can tell how well working with you is gonna go."

Eliza smiled at Peggy with a feeling of worth.

This was the start of a wonderful friendship.

•••

"That flag means we're only at the halfway point," Sergeant Duffy explained, his voice extremely loud. Eliza wondered how his vocal cords still worked at this rate. "First man to bring it to me gets a ride back with Agent Carter. Move, move!"

Eliza sighed. "Don't worry," Peggy said, leaning over so she was heard. "No one's come close to getting that flag in 17 years I've heard. No one's getting a ride back with us."

"Rogers! I said fall in!" Sergeant Duffy yelled. Eliza whipped her head around to see her brother pull a pin at the bottom of the pole. The pole toppled over, the flag brushing against the ground about seven feet from him.

He strolled over, unhooked the flag, and handed it to Sergeant Duffy (who looked as if he'd seen a ghost) with a small "Thank you, sir". He climbed in the car and sat on the other side of Peggy, who was grinning uncontrollably and watching the Sergeant's reaction with glee.

The others continued running off, and the car drove away.

"Smartass," Eliza mumbled. Steve caught her word however, and his face dropped. He leaned back in the seat and let his hands fall in his lap.

"Don't let her get to you. She doesn't like anyone in this division," Peggy told him. "That was rather clever of you."

"Thank you, ma'am, but I don't think that's why she's upset with me."