#saint patron des badass

[semena--mertvykh]

Gros Big Up - suite et fin

@ RedIsDead, qui synthétise généreusement pour moi, je cite : "Dans le fond, il y a 3 situations possibles : 1) Sexy est en couple et fidèle, 2) Sexy est en couple et infidèle, 3) Sexy est célibataire et il s'envoie tout ce qui bouge. Aucune de ces situations n'est une bonne nouvelle pour toi" => Stadire que, pour que çà marche entre nous, il faudrait que Sexy ait fait vœu de chasteté ? C'est bien çà, ta logique ?

@ Cantex, qui me demande "T'es sérieuse ? Tu vas vraiment tenter la thèse ? Te connaissant, j'imagine que tu as un plan B ?" = >

Chère Cantex, merci pour tes encouragements :)

Tu baisses les bras toi devant l'obstacle, sans essayer au moins une fois de le franchir ?

Il n'y a même pas de question que je dois le faire. Un jour, quelqu’un va venir avec un spectre musical tellement large qu’il va ratatiner la concurrence, et une liberté de ton soudée à la garde qui va ringardiser tout ce qui s’est fait avant, et il/elle va me prendre les sujets sur lesquels j’écris depuis des années, et çà va me rendre malade.

@ anonyme qui me demande : "C'est quoi le délire avec ton pseudo ? Mertvykh çà fait un peu penser à "merdique", lol !!!"

Mais tu as le droit d'avoir les références culturelles de ton choix, anonyme...

Alors pour une fois, je n'ai pas d'histoire pour ce pseudo. C'est juste que, parfois, sur YouTube, je tombe sur cette proximité :

et là, comme dirait un bon ami à moi : léger début d'érection...

@ snakeplissken qui me demande "plus de gifs avec Sylvester Stallone" =>

source : Rocky My Beloved

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One fact please, fun is preferable, piping hot off the griddle with a medium soft drink

Coming right up!

I have recently finished reading The Black Count by Tom Reiss which is about Thomas-Alexandre Dumas, father of novelist Alexandre Dumas, who was an absolute BEAST in the French army during the French Revolution so now I'm thinking about that time period so here we go. Today You Learned about Chevalier Saint-Georges, the man who was once, in his lifetime, considered the finest swordsman in all of Europe:

As Tom Reiss puts it:

"....every white champion had stepped up to try to beat Saint-Georges; except for one Italian, who fought him under exceptional circumstances, they all failed."

His father was a wealthy white man in Guadeloupe (French colony) and his mother a black woman. He was enrolled in a school in France when he was thirteen and IMMEDIATELY wowed everyone with how awesome his fencing skillz were. And he wasn't bad with shooting and horseback riding either.

Someone insulted his race, and he dueled this stupid dude, winning enough attention that he was given the title 'chevalier' or 'knight' and made honorary member of the king's guard. And then... he took up music? Not just playing music, although he was apparently very good at the violin too, but composition. Queen Marie Antoinette apparently hated all French music (she was Austrian), but she considered Saint-Georges to be the only French composer she liked and personally acted as his patron.

That being said, despite being the Queen's favorite, he STILL had to deal with racist BS. He was nominated to be in charge of the Royal Academy of Music and director of the Paris Opera, and apparently three of the singers from the opera sent a letter to the Queen refusing to work under him on the grounds that he was a mixed race man, and therefore it was an insult.

Which is a pretty bold thing to say about a guy, who according to John Adams in 1779 was "the most accomplished man in Europe in riding, shooting, fencing, dancing, music. He will hit a button on the coat or waistcoat of the masters. He will hit a crown piece in the air with a pistol ball."

In the French Revolution he was put in charge of a legion of black soldiers which came to be known as the Legion de Saint-Georges. Having taught Thomas-Alexandre Dumas, he immediately asked for him to be in his unit, especially since Dumas was pretty famous at this point. There was a bidding war over who got Dumas, but Saint-Georges gave him a higher rank so he went with him.

Also apparently the man held concerts while in the army?

There was, however, a point during the Revolution in which Saint-Georges disappeared (he apparently did this frequently as an officer) but when he came back was accused of being a horse hustler? Of buying good horses with his official funds, and then selling them? And buying his men crappy horses instead? And he passed the buck to Dumas, saying it was all his fault?

Not cool dude. Not. Cool.

There's some confusion as to what happened next, because Dumas's son, the novelist, has an account of how they settled their differences after a court case, but Reiss points out that we have no records of Dumas going to court over this, so, uh... okay.

STILL! The man was the first (on record, anyway) black classical composer, and I think, with Black History Month coming up, it's important to remember that the man who was widely thought of as the best swordsman in Europe was a black man.

Also Badass of the Week has an article on him.

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Finally doing a post about the Goddess Brigid, but I’m doing this in a different format cuz there’s A Lot to cover for her

Who is Brigid: Brigid (or Bríg in Old Irish) is the daughter of the Dagda and, supposedly, a poet, though it has been argued that her mother may have been Danu, a powerful river Goddess and the mother-goddess of the Tuatha De. Her name isn’t actually a name, but rather a title that means “Exalted One.” We have no real clue what her True Name might’ve been

Brigid is also where the word “bride” is derived and her soldiers were called “brigands” so you can thank her for that, too

What was she Goddess of: Boy howdy is this a list! Okay so Brigid is a Goddess full of contradictions. She’s the Goddess of Fertility, Spring, Life, The Dawn, Poetry, Blacksmiths, Motherhood and Childbirth, Healers, Wells and Waterways, Fire, The Hearth, Water, Serenity, Passion, Invention and a patron of Warfare.

Appearance: all we know of Brigid’s appearance is that she was “flame-haired” and appeared as either a Maiden or Mother, wearing a cloak made of literal sunbeams. Badass

Domains: Her domain over fertility and motherhood even extended towards animals, and she was even a protector of domesticated pets. Her own pets included; Fe and Men, two oxen who lend their names to Mag Femen, a field in County Kildare; Torc Triath, the “king of boars” which appeared in Arthurian legend; and Cirb, a powerful ram and the king of sheep

Because she was a goddess of poetry, passion and invention, many Irish writers, even well into the Christian Era, credited her as their inspiration, and she inspired craftsmen of all trades. 

Brigid is believed to have been a Triple Deity. Unlike many Triple Deities, however, all of her “aspects” shared her name/title, meaning she was capable of having multiple husbands, parents and children without causing direct contradiction in the mythos

She holds dominion over both rivers and wells. You’ll know which ones cuz they’re all named after her. (We’ll get back to this in a moment)

Imbolc: Brigid’s festival of “Imbolc” is held on February 1st and marks the beginning of the Irish year. Offerings of food and silver coins and trinkets were brought to her rivers and wells, and many who came to her for her blessings asked for healing, protection and/or inspiration

Keening: when Brigid’s son, Ruadán, was killed in the war against the Fomorians, Brigid rushed out to him to mourn him and from her lips came a lament known as “keening.” This was the first time that sorrow had been felt in Ireland and it spawned a tradition of Irish women keening at the graves of the dead

St.Brigid: okay so basically St.Brigid is literally the same Brigid as the Goddess. She was so influential that the only way to try and stop pagan worship of her (which didn’t work btw) was to christianize her and turn her into a Saint. We know this because Saint Brigid shares many of Brig’s attributes and sites of worship. Even St Brigid’s feast day falls on the same day as Imbolc.

Brigid’s Well in Kildare is one of the most famous sites in all of Ireland, and the water is said to heal any illness or wound. This site now belongs to St Brigid, however, many still visit specifically for the Goddess’ blessing. The Flame of Ireland burns at this site in Brigid’s honour

Another thing these two share is the “Brigid Cross”; a geometric cross made from rush or grass that is hung above the doorways of homes and businesses across Ireland

Folktales: Brigid appears in many different Celtic tales. She serves to teach people a lesson if they don’t have the traits needed for her gifts (”pure of heart and intention” and/or being “clever and cunning”), giving them what they really need to act better and be better

Elsewhere in The World: In many other Celtic lands, Brigid is known as Brigantes, and through her iteration as St Brigid, she became Maman Brigitte in Haiti, a Vodou loa. She was the only non-African loa, noted as having pale skin and red/brown hair. She reigned over life, death, fertility, cemeteries, and motherhood.

Conclusion: Brigid was one of the biggest deals in Ireland and was so badass and influential that she was turned into a Saint by the Christians, still retained her status as a Fae Woman, and is still worshipped as a Goddess to this fucking day. Also she’s Aengus’ sister which makes her Diarmuid’s aunt. Fuck yeah

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ALTERNATIVE STYLE ICON: BRUCE CAMPBELL

by Réginald-Jérôme de Mans

That’s right, Bruce Goddamn Campbell. Not, admittedly, for his Hawaiian shirt and beer gut ensemble in Burn Notice, nor for his leather jerkin (shut up, Isle) as Autolycus, the King of Thieves, on Hercules and Xena. Nor even for rocking the most badass (or dare I say, “Groovy”) accessory of all time, his chainsaw hand in Evil Dead II: Dead by Dawn and Army of Darkness. No, not for any of Bruce Campbell’s movie roles, most of which don’t reflect his personal wardrobe choices.  Rather, it’s those choices that make him an alternative style icon in two different perspectives, for two different highlights in his sartorial evolution: his embrace of vintage as a young man, and his evolution in late middle age from fanny-pack casualwear to over-the-top, dressy flamboyance that puts the other proponents of today’s bastardized sprezzatura (otherwise known as #sprezz) to shame.

Campbell describes his vintage exploits in rather premature memoirs that came out about 15 years ago.  If Chins Could Kill: Confessions of a B-Movie Actor, one of the funniest books I’ve ever read, turned this cinema dilettante into a hardcore Bruce Campbell junkie.  Because of it I even consumed his supposed magnum opus, the hard-to-digest The Man with the Screaming Brain, when it finally premiered on SyFy (if that venue’s any indication…).  More to the #steez point, Campbell described the lengths that he and his buddy Sam Raimi went to to get financing for the post-production of his first major film, Raimi’s Evil Dead.  Returning to their native Detroit, they realized that the best way for a bunch of twentysomething kids to gain sufficient gravitas and credibility to open the wallets and purses of local businesspeople was to dress the part, in the cast-off clothes of the very wealthy.  They profited from the church rummage sales in Grosse Pointe, where for a song they picked up custom suits donated by the Fords and other area dignitaries.  As he put it looking back more recently:

We were style masters way back in the day, then we lost it and now we’re getting it back. Raising money for the first Evil Dead, we realized Detroit businessmen needed to see you in a suit. We went to Montgomery Wards, bought briefcases and [would] buy these old suits. There was a church in a very rich suburb that had a rummage sale once a year[….] we’d buy great suits –- silk-lined, wool suits -– for like 20 bucks, and get it tailored for another 20. For $40, you were styling.

Campbell came out with his memoirs in 2002, several lifetimes in Hollywood years, before he moved from a sort of niche to a fairly mainstream cult icon, as witnessed by his commercials for Old Spice a few years ago, among other things.  (That may also say something about the mainstreaming of everything cult, in part thanks to teh Internets.)  As part of that rebirth or rediscovery, he’s taken on a new persona, one that is suave and swaggering enough to teach us how to Make Love the Bruce Campbell Way, the title of his second book.  

Campbell blamed the duties of parenthood for the temporary loss of his personal style between his debut and his recent renaissance.  As a fellow parent, I can attest to the seductive pull of #dadcore.  That aside, Campbell’s reincarnation as style icon comes at a remove from the relatively classic clothes he must have rocked in his vintage days.  Instead, as his recent appearances show, he’s become perhaps the patron saint of what the inimitable Bruce Boyer called “the violently trendy and flamboyant uptick of the moment” in Boyer’s latest book: ruffled shirts, velvet jackets in deep colors, and other items that take to its logical conclusion the variegated, fiendishly ornate plumage that passes for sprezzatura today, a far cry from the studied nonchalance of 18th-century painters’ subjects.  Unlike many of the disingenuous posers of today’s #menswear movement, Campbell admits his peacockery is in part due to a desire to stand out now in his public appearances, in Campbell’s case at conventions.  He also admits that it’s that type of dressing, not what soothsayers and salesmen attempt to call timeless elegance, that gets him treated differently:

I wear these outfits because you get so many crappy pictures taken of you, you might as well be wearing a tux[…] If you show up [at the airport] in a suit and tie, they’ll look at you weird because only tired businessmen will have a suit and tie on the plane. I am not a big fan of smoke and mirrors; I like being who I am. But there is something about perception being nine-tenths of the law. How are you perceived? This way I can be a jerk, but I’m wearing a suit, so it works great.

I can confirm Campbell’s refutation of the old cliché that wearing a (normal) suit and tie will get you treated better, or upgraded, on a plane.  Those days are long over.  In their way, he’s found a latter-day delight in clothes, so perhaps it’s fitting (no pun intended) that he’s now been playing the best dressed U.S. president in recent memory, Ronald Reagan, on the series Fargo.  Campbell’s swaggering persona aside, Campbell is an icon for finding joy in the way he dresses, in dressing to express himself, in taking pleasure in the journey, the prospecting for clothes whether vintage or violently flashy and new, for recognizing that it’s not enough for chins to kill, or to have a chainsaw hand or a boomstick.  You have to dress to kill too. Or as his most famous character, Ashley J. Williams, might say, Dress smart. S-Mart.

Quality content, like quality clothing, ages well. This article first appeared on the No Man blog in March 2016.

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Art Attack: Hildegard Von Bingen.

Saint Hildegard of Bingen depicted in the Eibingen Abbey.

Ok, this is not my usual post, since I’m goin to speak about a saint of the Church. But you know? There’s have been a lot of badass women who were saints, so yeah...I would want to speak about some of them.

Hildegard von Bingen (XII century a.D) is maybe one of the most accomplished authors of the Medieval Ages. She was a mystic, theologue, physician, composer, writer, and even created her own language (Lingua Ignota) to fullfil her requirements for new concepts whose words didn’t exist in latin.

Besides the fact her scientific results were, for our nowadays standars, incorrectly based in non-scientifical theories as humours, astrology or simpathetic magic, she tried her best to apply a method of observation and recopilation of information disponible in her time. Her knowledge was vast and encyclopedic, and she was in contact with the intellectuals of her time, who admired her prevision and diligency, which lead her in last term to become abadess, and even lecture the Emperor for his politics.

By all of those intellectual acomplishments, Chatolic Church made her “Doctress of the Church” in 2012, one of the highest honours, making her the fourth “Doctress”besides Theresa de Jesus, Theresa de Lisieux and Catherine of Siena. As a curiosity, she is the saint patron of Esperanto, since she created a language by her own.

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Your Complete Guide to the Most Stylish It-Girls of All Time

Plenty of celebs are well-dressed—but it takes something truly special to elevate a person to “style icon” status.

The women who reach that rarefied realm do so in many ways. They might define an entire genre of style, like Brigitte Bardot did with her effortless, French-girl chic. They could be masters of using style to communicate emotional states, like Princess Diana did in her famous post-breakup “revenge dress.” They could embrace a totally unique vision, like Solange Knowles in her ethereal, avant-garde designs. Or, like Tommy Hilfiger ambassador Gigi Hadid, they might simply exude youthful joie de vivre in a way that captures everyone’s imagination—and inspires legions of imitators.

Whatever the special alchemy is that makes a stylish woman an It-girl, the 16 women ahead definitely have it. Read on for the legends who defined—or are re-defining—style as we know it.

Gigi Hadid

More than any of the other young models and influencers known as the “Insta Girls,” we’ve loved watching Gigi Hadid’s evolution into style icon. Hadid has a way of mixing streetwear, sexy basics, and high fashion, and she can definitely turn it all the way up to high glam for a night out (as she did here in a metallic mini dress).

But Hadid is the opposite of the haughty fashionista—she has a sunny spirit that imparts every look with a breezy, care-free elan. Like Christie Brinkley or Lauren Hutton before her, Gigi is a very American sort of fashion icon.

Photo: Raymond Hall/GC Images/Getty

Kate Moss and Naomi Campbell

Why yes, we are cheating by including these two legends in one pic. But Naomi Campbell and Kate Moss were simply the alpha and omega of ‘90s supermodels, badass Brits, and style icons. Fashion-wise, they were worlds apart—Naomi favored body-conscious, high-glam creations from designers like Azzedine Alaia while Kate favored a quirky mix of thrifted finds with avant-garde designer pieces.

But they were both supernova-hot, impossibly chic, and had an irresistible It-factor that made them the ones everyone wanted to swill champagne and kick it with them. Name a more iconic fashion duo—we’ll wait.

Photo: Dave Benett/Getty Images

Francoise Hardy

A singer-songwriter who emerged from France’s early-'60s “ye-ye” scene, Francoise Hardy was the sensitive girl with a guitar and a killer sense of style. With her wardrobe of slim-cut trousers, wide leather belts, Chelsea boots, and teeny miniskirts—and, of course, those iconic blunt bangs—she cut a figure of tomboy elegance that set the template for Daisy Lowe, Tennessee Thomas, Alexa Chung and so many It-girls since.

Photo: Andrew Maclear/Redferns/Getty Images

Chloe Sevigny

It’s a sad fact of fashion that an outfit that looks au courant right now will look a little tired in one year, and downright laughable in 10. But Chloe Sevigny has the miraculous ability to overcome this curse: Somehow, the looks she wore in 1998 and 2008 look just as amazing in 2018.

Maybe it’s because she never blindly follows the trends du jour, but instead works her own quirky, vintage-inspired style. Unlike many celebs who look “dressed” or “styled,” Sevigny looks like herself, and rarely like anyone else. She's the quintessential New York cool girl.

Photo: Gustavo Caballero/WireImage for Dan Klores Communications/Getty Images

Rihanna

Rihanna is the embodiment of DGAF. When she wears an underground designer, it can literally put them on the map (hey, Adam Selman, creator of the instant-legend “naked dress”), and when she embraces a trend, she instantly inspires a thousand imitators overnight (hello, every Instagirl wearing teeny shades).

She’s always willing to experiment with outlandish silhouettes, and unapologetically loves and flaunts her body through all its fluctuations. She dresses for herself and no one else—a true inspiration.

Photo: George Pimentel/WireImage/Getty Images

Marisa Berenson

A granddaughter of legendary couturier Elsa Schiaparelli, a model who was a fixture in late-'60s Vogue, and a muse to everyone from Halston to Yves Saint Laurent—fashion credentials do not get much more purebred than this, people.

But Marisa Berenson was so much more than just a pretty face: She was a fixture on the socialite scene, a patron of the arts, and a pioneer of the luxe-bohemian style that today finds expression in women from Mary-Kate Olsen to Rachel Zoe.

Photo: Gian Paolo Barbieri/Condé Nast via Getty Images

Solange Knowles

Anyone who still describes Solange Knowles as sister to a certain superstar is missing the point. Not only has Solo fully emerged as her own unique talent, with plaintive songs that explore love, loss, and Black identity, she’s done it all while pioneering a new kind of otherworldly style.

Ethereal layered gowns, metallic ruffled tops, dramatic jeweled headpieces—Solange effortlessly embraces avant-garde looks and serves up space princess like no other.

Photo: Mireya Acierto/Getty Images

Brigitte Bardot

Along with Marilyn Monroe, Brigitte is the woman who defined “blonde bombshell.” She also unwittingly created the blueprint for that whole French-girl chic that everyone’s still obsessed with (even if they don’t want to admit it).

Her striped, bateau-neck tees; slim-cut capri pants; ballet flats; cat-eye makeup; and what can only be described as “bedroom hair” single-handedly created the “pouty French beauty” archetype to which many women still aspire.

Photo: Sunset Boulevard/Corbis via Getty Images

Alexa Chung

After years of Hollywood starlets such as Lindsay Lohan and Paris Hilton dominating the gossip pages, Alexa Chung was such a breath of fresh air when she hit the scene around 2007. The gravelly-voiced Brit with a cheeky sense of humor and winsome, '60s-inspired style had plenty of wit to go with her beauty.

After Alexa, every indie girl worth her salt invested in a Peter Pan-collar dress, a pair of ballet flats, and learned to flick her eyeliner—a look Alexa borrowed from Francoise Hardy and brought into the 21st century.

Photo: Ricky Vigil M/GC Images/Getty Images

Diana Ross

It is impossible to overstate the importance of Diana Ross. She was many things: An iconic singer with the Supremes and solo, an Academy Award-nominated actress, a fashion and beauty icon, and one of the world’s first Black superstars—all feats she achieved in an era of widespread discrimination. And yes, she was also a diva whose style was always about capital-g Glamour, darling: sequins, feathers, gowns down to there, and hair to the sky.

Photo: Waring Abbott/Getty Images

Meghan Markle

So much recent ink has been spilled about the Duchess of Sussex, it almost seems like overkill. But Markle’s impact on the royal family and the world of style truly matters—she’s the first truly fashion-forward royal. While women like Princess Diana and Kate Middleton were undeniably graceful and always occasion-appropriate, Markle brings a sense of experimentation and youthful sophistication to her tea-length skirts and sheath dresses that sets her apart from any royal before.

Photo: Chris Jackson/Getty Images

Bianca Jagger

This Nicaragua-born model and actress officially entered the realm of style icons when she married Mick Jagger in Saint Tropez in 1971, while wearing an impeccably cut white suit. Throughout the ‘70s, she emerged as the reigning queen of the Studio 54 scene, holding court with luminaries from the art worlds (Andy Warhol, Grace Jones) and bringing an unforgettably dramatic flair to her style—think giant flowers in her hair, red-sequin gowns with matching berets, and, oh yeah, that time she arrived to her birthday party in an off-shoulder dress riding a white horse.

Photo: Central Press/Hulton Archive/Getty Images

Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen

Their fashion sense may be divisive—especially Mary-Kate, who tends to favor more eccentric looks than her twin—but in 2018, no one can deny that these women are fully-fledged style icons, both for their personal fashion and for the work they’ve done helming their luxury label The Row.

In fact, they don’t always get credit for embracing trends years before the rest of us catch on (Birkenstocks, circle sunnies, and Celine-esque oversized layers all spring to mind). But that probably doesn’t bother them—these are women who do their own thing, and let the rest of the world catch up.

Photo: Rabbani and Solimene Photography/Getty Images

Princess Diana

From the moment she announced her engagement to Prince Charles in 1981, Diana had an uncanny ability to connect with people and inspire fashion fervor. While some of her ‘80s formal looks veered into ruffly excess (it was kind of the style at the time), she always had a joyful approach to color and silhouette that thoroughly modernized the formerly-stuffy House of Windsor.

By the ‘90s she’d dropped her philandering husband and pared her style down to just the basics: sleek silhouettes, and sexy shorter hemlines that many interpreted as the ultimate revenge.

Photo: Jayne Fincher/Getty Images

Carolyn Bessette Kennedy

The fashion publicist entered the world stage fast when she began dating John Kennedy, Jr. in 1994. The pair were constantly followed by paparazzi, and Carolyn’s minimalist, luxe basics—sleeveless turtleneck sweaters, pencil skirts, kitten-heel pumps—was widely imitated by women everywhere, and defined chic in the mid-'90s.

A savvy, New York City blonde in the fashion industry with impeccable style, we see a lot of Carolyn in Carrie Bradshaw, and so many women since who come to the big city to pursue their fashion dreams (and maybe find love, too).

Photo: Lawrence Schwartzwald/Sygma via Getty Images

Source: http://stylecaster.com/most-stylish-it-girls/

[ohwhenthesaints21]

Vendredi 23 avril

Saint Georges

Non je n'ai pas oublié le saint du jour, mais faut dire que saint Georges c'est un sacré morceau ! 😅

Tout part d'un mec du IIIeme siècle ,en Grèce, dont les parents sont des nobles cathos. Papounet meurt sur un champ de bataille mais il a une grande renommée militaire, du coup fiston suit ses traces et arrive dans les hautes sphères de l'armée romaine (point géopolitique : à l'époque l'empire romain était bien bien vaste)il est chef de la garde particulière de l'empereur Dioclétien, qui était poto avec papounet, dans la ville de Nicomédie. Papounet qui n'avait d"ailleurs pas dû lui préciser qu'il était catho parce que Dioclétien n'était pas très catho-friendly... il entame une petite persécution des chrétiens, Georges lui dit qu'il est catho et que ça se fait pas trop. L'empereur s'en fout du coup Georges lui rend son glaive (version romaine de "donner sa dem")et rentre chez sa mère. Pas de chance mamounette meurt à son tour, Georges décide de donner toute sa thune aux pauvres et de retourner affronter son destin à Nicomédie ( #encoreunsaintsuicidaire).

En route il passe par le village de Lydda où une petite bande de racailles mets la pression aux habitants en leur piquant 2 moutons tous les soirs. Georges dit " okay, moi je veux bien tuer le chef des racailles pour qu'ils calment tous un peu leur joie mais en échange convertissez vous tous au christianisme comme ça je serais moins seul dans mon délire". Deal ! Georges fait le taf et repars vers Nicomédie.

Arrivé à destination il envoie bouler l'empereur qui veut qu'il change de religion et dans sa rage pète une tablette à la gloire d'Apollon. Comme ça ne se fait pas de casser les affaires des autres, l'empereur le condamne à mort et à la torture avant. C'était sans compter sur la grande résistance de Georges qui survit à tous ses châtiments! Ça impressionne un peu au palais et certains dont la femme de l'empereur et le bourreau se disent que le Dieu dont Georges parle n'est pas un rigolo pour réussir à le sauver de toutes ces galères et se convertissent au christianisme. Du coup on finit par lui couper la tête pour en être définitivement débarrassé (les châtiments les plus simples sont souvent les meilleurs !)

Des cathos clandestins qui l'avaient trouvé grave badass décident de planquer sa dépouille à Lydda pour pouvoir y construire une église plus tard.

Et justement 20 ans plus tard en 324, le nouvel empereur devenu chrétien fait construire une église et en 494 l'Eglise (avec un grand E) le fait Saint pour rapprocher l'église orientale dont Georges vient et l'église occidentale.

Du coup sa popularité post mortem voyage a travers toute l'Europe, et quand on commence à partir en croisade on se dit que c'est pas mal d'avoir une mascotte (aka un saint patron)stylée comme saint Georges chevalier romain qui a une jolie chemise blanche avec une croix rouge.

Et au XI eme siècle un évêque nommé Jacques, se dit que cette histoire est vraiment pas mal mais qu'elle mériterait une petite "remasterisation" pour que les gueux puissent bien comprendre le message du Christ dans cette histoire. Il écrit "la légende dorée" et met l'histoire de Georges à la sauce féodale. Même si peu de gens savaient lire à l'époque le truc devient un best-seller ! Faut dire que Jacques a bien romancé l'histoire de Georges; dans l'histoire de Lydda il a transformé le chef des racailles en dragon et les pauvres moutons en princesse à sauver. Et bam Georges qui plante un dragon avec sa lance pour sauver une princesse et faire triompher la foi ça a quand même de la gueule !

A partir du XIIeme siècle c'est une vraie saint Georges mania ! Le gars en tuant son dragon (oui parce que plus personne ne se rappelle de l'histoire des racailles, le dragon c'est tellement plus stylé en même temps) a symbolisé la victoire de la foi sur l'hérésie, tu penses que ça a plu au pape.

Et là javoue ne pas avoir bien compris ce qu'il s'est passé , on aurait pu resté dans les produits dérivés et autre merchandising mais le Georges est passé au stade supérieur: les Anglais l'ont choisi comme saint patron au XVeme siècle,comme les éthiopiens, les catalans et les géorgiens qui ont même donné son nom à leur pays, et baden-powell l'a choisi comme saint patron des Scouts ! 😅 En France 81 localités portent son nom, je vous parle même pas du nombre d'églises !

Le meilleur influenceur de l'Eglise catholique le Georges !😅👍🏻

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Catalan Folk Music

As per request​, your favorite old person is here to give you some Catalan folk recommendations! (Actually I am neither old nor do I listen to large amounts of Catalan folk, but whatever, I’ll take any opportunity I get to talk about Catalan music.)

To begin with, the idea of “folk music” is kind of hard to define, since “folk” basically just means people and people are behind music most of the time. I’m not sure what Catalan folk Spotify thinks I’m listening to, but I’ll break down what I consider to be folk music from Catalunya and y’all can decide which one you think most accurately describes the style you like. 

(this is officially Too Long so will continue under the cut)

Real Folk (aka Weird Songs Your Avis Would Sing About Jesus and Other Such Topics)

Beldà + Sanjosex - This is probably why Spotify thinks I enjoy Catalan folk, but this album is really cool for me because as the child of an ethnomusicologist one of my favorite things in the world are the original songs that people used to sing in different places aka Real Folk Music™, and this album is the epitome of that. Neither Carles Beldà nor Sanjosex are explicitly folk artists, so don’t listen to any of their other albums expecting them to be the same, but this one is basically them reviving traditional Catalan folk songs (including samples from original recordings) and I think it’s super cool. If you speak Catalan, there’s a website (called Càntut like the album) dedicated to preserving these sorts of songs, with a wealth of songs, lyrics, and recordings.

“El divino vull cantar” - Token Jesus song with one of the people who taught them the song featured at the beginning and end (and at the end he sings a verse that Sanjosex comments is one he had never heard before). 

“El pomeró” - A cute song about a little apple tree of the sort that you would sing as a child except in a pretty polished version.

“Serrallonga” - A song about everyone’s favorite Catalan folk hero, this one has a bit more of an edge to it because Serrallonga was an edgy man.

Pep Gimeno “Botifarra” - I don’t know if Pep Botifarra should be here because he kind of transcends categories, but this was the best I could do. Basically, he’s a traditional singer in the Valencian cantaor style, and he makes a lot of traditional but also fun and modern music! In other words, the style he sings in is always traditional, and generally he’s accompanied by a traditional ensemble, but he also appears in collaboration with a range of groups from the País Valencià and the Països Catalans in general, especially groups like Obrint Pas. Also, a lot of his songs have more modern lyrics, and he’s generally just amazing.

“Malaguenya de Barxeta” - A rousing hymn to “el meu País Valencià” and honestly just The Best. Obrint Pas also have a version of this, which is also great, but less traditional.

“Jota de Xàtiva” - Feliu Ventura wrote at least some of the lyrics to this, but the music is old, which makes for a fun mix between modern and traditional.  

“Cant de batre” - Just because it’s absolutely gorgeous, not because it’s famous or important.

Nova Cançó (aka The Kind of Folk That Came From the 60s and Was Mostly For Hippies but in Catalunya It Was a Bit More Rooted In Actual Tradition)

Lluís Llach - I actually don’t listen to much Llach, but how can I not include him on this list? I don’t know if I would consider him 100% folk, but he’s definitely a leader of the Nova Cançó movement and a Catalan musician who you just can’t not know.

“L’estaca” - THE song by Lluís Llach, also probably a good example of him singing in a more folk-y style.

Maria del Mar Bonet - I've only listened to a bit of Maria del Mar Bonet, but she was another leader of Nova Cançó and her songs are really pretty and a lot more folksy. She’s also from Mallorca, which is always fun.

“Merhaba” - A song about the unity of Mediterranean cultures and their shared history as seafarers. This version sounds like it came from a movie soundtrack but it’s great.

“Què volen aquesta gent?” - A song about political repression and persecution during the dictatorship. It’s pretty famous and very moving.

“Carta a l’exili” - A song about writing to people from exile, making a definite reference to all the Catalans exiled after the Spanish Civil War and during the dictatorship.

Al Tall - Al Tall are THE folk band from the País Valencià, even though they kind of don’t count as Nova Cançó. They sing a lot of really traditional Valencian songs, but as with a lot of these groups, some of them have a definitively anti-Spain and anti-Bourbon flavor (I’m looking at you, “Cant dels Maulets”). Also they use a lot of dolçaina, so if that annoys you then you’re probably not going to like them. Still, if you want folk from a certain era from Valencia, they are your go-to people.

“El cant dels Maulets” - I can’t not mention this song, sorry if you like the Bourbons but this is a legend and it deserves to be here.

“Cançó de la llum” - A good song about a town where the mayor is supposed to switch to electricity but siphons the funds away for other purpose and proceeds to get absolutely destroyed.

“Tio Canya” - I’m sorry but it’s kind of impossible to find a non-political song by Al Tall, this one is about the loss of the Valencian language and is probably one of their most famous.

Ovidi Montllor- Ovidi is also Nova Cançó and arguably does not count as folk but I don’t care because he’s amazing and y’all should listen to him. He’s very left-leaning and pro-Valencian/Països Catalans, so he’s basically eternally relevant to young Catalans and honestly to young people everywhere, which is why groups like Aspencat, La Gossa, El Diluvi, and even Txarango (see the opening line of “Agafant l’horitzó”) make constant references to him. 

“Perquè vull” - A classic. The ultimate petty song but honestly such a mood. This version featuring Ovidi speaking in French at the beginning.

“Homenatge a Teresa” - Not personally my favorite Ovidi song, but it’s legendary so I can’t not put it. It’s a lot more quiet and gentle than his other songs.

“Tot explota pel cap o per la pota” - This is not the most Communist song by Ovidi, but it’s probably up there. Basically just about how the proletariat is done with the bourgeoisie, is empowered, and is going to rise up. What more could you ask for?

Raimon - Another super important artist from the País Valencià who is a bit more rooted in folk than Ovidi but still a part of Nova Cançó. I haven’t listened to a lot of Raimon but songs like “Al Vent” are classics that you can’t not like.

“Al vent” - A song about fighting despite the darkness of the world we were born into. It’s absolutely gorgeous.

“Jo vinc d’un silenci” - A haunting song about remembering where you come from and not losing sight of your roots.

“D’un temps, d’un país” - A solemnly beautiful song about pushing on and slowly winning the world that we have fought so much to see. Interpret what that world is as you will.

Esquirols - If you have an image of folk from the 1960s, Esquirols are probably what you’re imagining. Basically just a bunch of hippies singing songs about joining together (and also fighting for Catalunya but I mean what else would you expect at this point). In my opinion the best group from the Principat during this era, but that’s entirely personal and I am usually a bad judge of these things.

“Torna, torna, Serrallonga” - It’s ya boy he’s back and also this is literally The Most Legendary Song Ever it’s so epic (and as a heads up it’s also exceedingly political).

“Fent camí” - This is basically the Catalan version of all the songs I grew up with from Rise Up Singing (aka just a book with all the pro-union/grassroots protest songs ever sung in the United States), which is not a thing anyone is going to know but I don’t know how else to describe it.

“Arrels” - I just posted this a week or so ago (albeit a different version) but it’s so pretty and just a really nice positive song about life in general except not in a cheesy way, it’s just gorgeous and you have to listen to it for yourself.

“Folk Calentó” (aka Catalans Are Great and Have Modern Cool Hip Bands Who Play Folk in a Fun Way That Is Enjoyable to Listen to)

Roba Estesa - This band is literally the most undervalued Catalan group in modern music. They are six women who basically sing either feminist adaptations of traditional songs or else original songs with lots of influences from cúmbia or rumba catalana, but still with a definitive folk feel. They are amazing and deserve much more love than they get.

“Una altra ronda” - A lively song about getting really drunk with your friends because screw the rules women don’t care about being well-behaved.

“A la muntanya” - An older song about how girls just wanna have fun screw their husbands.

“Les noies d’Olot” - More girls just being generally badass and too good for the men who are interested in them.

El Diluvi - Of a similar left-leaning, feminist vein to Roba Estesa, this group is also very Catalanist and big fans of Ovidi (see above). They have a lively folk sound, with influences from all around the world, but are definitely rooted in acoustic, with a violin and a bandúrria making up part of their ensemble. They are quite possibly one of my favorite Catalan groups of all time.

“I tu, sols tu” - A feminist hymn but also just a great song, based on a poem by Maria Mercè Marçal.

“Vell record” - More of a folk song, with a somewhat Celtic sound and vivid lyrics.

“Alegria” - A simple, happy song about being happy. (What would expect, given the title?)

Germà Negre - A group which claims they were formed when La Moreneta (patron saint of Catalunya) visited them in a dream and told them to revive traditional Catalan music, which regardless whether it’s true or not, is a good origin story. They mostly sing covers of other artists (including songs by several of the artists listed above), but they have lots of interesting instruments and I really like them.

“L’Hereu Riera” - I am personally a fan of this version of this song, even though I’m pretty sure no one else knows it exists. The video shows the traditional dance that goes along with it as well as the cobla, the traditional Catalan musical ensemble.

“Les noies maques” - A great cover of a Catalan kids’ song that is about 200 times better than the original (even though the video does not match with the music being played, which is annoying).

“Guarda la lluna” -  A more traditional song, but it’s really lively and energetic.

La Troba Kung-fú - Probably a stretch, but rumba catalana is definitely folk music, and La Troba are masters of it. They definitely have a lot of modern influences from reggae and other things, but they do some really fun versions of traditional songs, which is what I’ll put here.

"La cançó del lladre” - The definitive version of this traditional song, very rumbero and very good, albeit perhaps not the most folk-like song.

“El preso de Lleida” (with Sílvia Pérez-Cruz) - A beautiful rumba version of this traditional Catalan song, with Sílvia Pérez-Cruz, who is another amazing folk-ish singer. It’s kind of quiet in the beginning, so turn up the volume.

“Flor de primavera” - Not a traditional song, but a gentle, beautiful rumba that is so dreamy and light you will immediately fall in love with it.

Indie Folk (aka The Acoustic Airy Sound That You Probably Associate With Folk More Than Anything Else on This List)

Mazoni - I haven’t listened to everything by him, but a lot of his music is what I would consider folk in the current sense of the word, especially his latest album. He is very much defined by that acoustic guitar sound, but can also be wildly different, so it’s hard to say with him.

“La collita” - A fun song about the apocalypse that takes a dig at Goldman Sachs, which is always appreciated.

“Pedres” - I personally really enjoy this song, it’s a bit grittier and more intense than the simple melody would seem.

Cesk Freixas - While I would consider Cesk Freixas more singer-songwriter than explicitly folk, he definitely has that specific sound. I haven’t really listened to much by him, but here are a few songs that aren’t “La petita rambla del poble sec” even though I love that song, plus him doing a cover of some of the songs earlier on this list.

“Et dono casa meva” - A mix of singer-songwriter and folk, a love song to Catalunya and the Països Catalans. 

“Que no et falli mai la sort” - A good example of his unique brand of utopianism and hope for the future, which sounds silly but it’s honestly not.

“Al vent / L’estaca / Què volen aquesta gent?” - Cesk’s version of these three classics which you might recognize now :))))

Well, this ended up being more of a list of traditional Catalan music than Catalan folk music, but that’s more of what I listened to. This also turned out way too long, but am I even capable of writing short posts? Anyhow, enjoy!

[antonspostcard]

Day 38... After a few days on the trail, meeting some really interesting and fascinating people I ventured 'off-road' for the day yesterday, to clear my head and enjoy being with my own thoughts for a while. Today I ventured back onto the Camino route, I was interested in visiting the church for St Roch, which, unfortunately was closed whilst I was there, but I still enjoyed the detour. St Roch is the patron saint of pilgrims, bachelors, the falsely accused, and dogs (that's only naming a few of them). I think he's my new favourite Saint, not that I had one previously, but the guy had the plague and from what I understand had a pretty harsh life, yet still ploughed on and did what he could till he kicked the proverbial bucket. Not for any religious duty, but I kinda wanted to visit his church out of respect because he's a bit of a badass, and the connection he has has with pilgrims, and in turn, the Camino de Santiago. (at Chanaleilles, Auvergne, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/BzD7g-wAp3G/?igshid=15g3o3wwxlzlo

[creepykingdom]

Chicago's Cinepocalypse Film Fest Announces Explosive 2019 Line-Up

Chicago’s premiere festival for electrifying and provocative genre cinema, returns to the Music Box Theatre June 13th for eight days of features, shorts, events and surprises, including eight fantastic break-out world premieres!

We’re proud to announce our new presenting sponsor for the third edition of the festival: ALTER, a horror brand from Gunpowder & Sky that curates, develops and distributes award-winning short films, series, and feature films.

Verotika

DIRECTORIAL DEBUT FROM PUNK/METAL LEGEND GLENN DANZIG OPENS FEST WITH HEAVY HORROR ANTHOLOGY VEROTIKA

CFF 2019 couldn’t be more excited to introduce you to VEROTIKA, the directorial debut from Misfits founder and punk/metal legend Glenn Danzig. Glenn’s passion for film, the occult, and all things ghouls ‘n ghosts has long influenced his music, and now he’s taking these elements to the big screen. Featuring a plot shrouded in secrecy, a soundtrack of new Danzig music, and based on the output of his comic book publishing company Verotik—a compound of “violence” and “erotic”—this feature film anthology is a realization of his lifelong love of comics and the dark arts. We’ll melt your face off with the world premiere of VEROTIKA on opening night, with Glenn in attendance.

ICONIC GENRE ACTOR MICHAEL IRONSIDE HONORED WITH ACHIEVEMENT AWARD, IN ATTENDANCE FOR 70MM SCREENING OF TOTAL RECALL

The festival will present its annual achievement award to none other than the esteemed Canadian actor Michael Ironside, who’s been a staple in the world of genre cinema for the past three decades. Ironside will accept his award following a special 70mm screening of the sci-fi action film TOTAL RECALL.

Culture Shock

CINEPOCALYPSE SPOTLIGHTS THE BADASS WOMEN OF HORROR WITH GIGI SAUL GUERRERO’S CULTURE SHOCK; CHELSEA STARDUST’S HOTLY ANTICIPATED SATANIC PANIC; THE WORLD PREMIERE OF CARYN WAECHTER’S SOCIAL MEDIA NIGHTMARE DEADCON; VERONIKA FRANZ’S PSYCHOLOGICAL SLOW-BURN THE LODGE AND POLLYANNA MCINTOSH’S DELIRIOUS DEBUT DARLIN’

Cinepocalypse is rolling out the blood-red carpet for some of the most exciting voices in horror filmmaking of this age. We’re thrilled to host a special screening of CULTURE SHOCK, directed by Gigi Saul Guerrer, one of Variety’s 10 Latinxs to Watch. Her contribution to Hulu and Blumhouse’s popular Into The Dark series follows a young Mexican woman as her pursuit for the American Dream turns into the American Nightmare.

Minimum wage jobs are bad enough but a pizza delivery goes devilishly wrong in Chelsea Stardust hotly anticipated AFTER HOURS-esque dark comedy SATANIC PANIC. Produced by the production wing of Fangoria, who will also be releasing a special mini-edition of the magazine for CFF.

Satanic Panic

Caryn Waecther tackles isolation in the age of social media with her haunting sophomore feature DEADCON, following real-life YouTubers Lauren Elizabeth and Claudia Sulewski up against vengeful ghosts even more horrifying than their devoted fans.

Dark pasts come calling back in Veronika Franz & Severin Fiala’s Sundance hit THE LODGE as the fate of a young woman and her new, grudging step-children unravel in this star-studded psychological slowburn featuring Riley Keough, Jaeden Lieberher, Alicia Silverstone, Richard Armitage and Lia McHugh.

Pollyanna McIntosh, best known for her role on AMC’s The Walking Dead, moves into the director seat for DARLIN’, a follow-up to Lucky McKee’s 2011 film THE WOMAN, while also reprising her starring role in the debut that charged SXSW’s Midnight Madness earlier this year.

DELICIOUSLY DELINQUENT SPOTLIGHT ON GWAR WITH SPECIAL RETROSPECTIVE AND LIVE BUTCHERING OF CULT CLASSIC ROCK 'N' ROLL NIGHTMARE

Cinepocalypse salutes the patron saints of debauchery with a two-tier punch of totally original and unparalleled cinematic chaos, with GWAR members in attendance. First with a special retrospective screening event showcasing a number of their most extravagant short films, including the Grammy-nominated PHALLUS IN WONDERLAND (for the first time on the big screen!). BälSäc and Sleazy P. take the stage to verbally skewer John Fasano’s 1987 Canadian cult classic ROCK 'N' ROLL NIGHTMARE, starring (and written by) fellow rock god Thor!

Tammy And The T-Rex

LONG LOST FILMS ARE UNEARTHED WITH THE NEVER-BEFORE-SEEN, GORE-CUT OF TAMMY AND THE T-REX, STARRING DENISE RICHARDS, AND EXTENDED VERSION OF OUTRAGEOUS HOT DOG… THE MOVIE

Don’t let anyone tell you that lost treasure doesn’t exist, because CFF is beyond thrilled to present two world premieres more precious than the Holy Grail. A love story like no other (from the director of MAC AND ME, no less!), TAMMY AND THE T-REX is a ’90s Disney Channel movie on bath salts, starring Denise Richards as the titular T-Rex love interest. Thanks to the Academy Film Archive we’re able to screen the never-before-seen, never-known-to-exist, R-rated ‘Gore-cut’ 35mm print for the first time ever!

Get ready to return to the sexy slopes of HOT DOG… THE MOVIE for the 35th Anniversary Producer’s Cut 4K Restoration of the David Naughton- (AN AMERICAN WEREWOLF IN LONDON) and Shannon Tweed- (post-Playmate of the Year and pre-Gene Simmons) starring winter wonderland, PORKY’S-esque youth comedy, now with never-before-seen restored footage. The special screening will be hosted by Synapse Films Don May Jr., the A.V. Club’s Katie Rife and Mike “McBeardo” McPadden, author of Teen Movie Hell: A Crucible of Coming-of-Age Films From Animal House to Zapped!

CFF 2019 TEAMS UP WITH ORION TO PRESENT ‘RATED R’CHILD’S PLAY-INSPIRED SPEAKEASY DESIGNED BY GENRE-JACK-OF-ALL-TRADES GRAHAM SKIPPER, PARTNERS WITH CREEP RECORDS FOR VINYL RELEASE OF THE RANGER SOUNDTRACK!

CFF is pleased to announce two new dynamic offerings during our third edition that’ll take you beyond the screen. Visit Rated R, our CHILD’S PLAY-themed speakeasy at the Music Box, sponsored by Orion Pictures and designed by director/actor/performer Graham Skipper and live-entertainment creators Meyer2Meyer Entertainment. Rated R will feature themed drinks, spooky arcade games, horror movies, DJs, monsters lurking in the shadows, and more!

Bring the festival home with a copy of the limited edition vinyl soundtrack for Jenn Wexler’s punk-rock horror THE RANGER, part of our 2018 slate and available soon on Shudder. Released by Cinepocalypse and Creep Records, the album includes tracks from artists such as FANG, The Avengers, The Grim, and Dayglo Abortions.

ILLUSTRIOUS FILMMAKER JOEL SCHUMACHER HOSTS RETRO SCREENINGS OF CULT-CANNON FALLING DOWN ON 35MM AND FLATLINERS ON 70MM

Joel Schumacher, revered director of THE LOST BOYS, BATMAN FOREVER and ST. ELMO’S FIRE (to name a few!) joins the festival as Jury President and to present and take part in Q&As for special screenings of FALLING DOWN on 35mm and a rare 70mm print of FLATLINERS, originally filmed in Chicago.

Why Don’t You Just Die

AN AMBUSH OF ELECTRIC, EXCITING WORLD PREMIERES!

Continuing to set the bar for exciting new genre cinema, CFF brings even more world premieres to the Music Box. We’re not joking around when we say you’ve never seen anything like Eric Power’s ATTACK OF THE DEMONS. Three friends fight off a horde of demons in the apocalyptic film that more than delivers in carnage, gore, and cut-paper animation. Holly’s perfect-on-paper life is threatened by strange dreams she can’t explain in Dean Kapsalis’ THE SWERVE. Both a stellar portrait of depression and a horrific drama, Dean’s feature-debut easily marks him as an emerging talent to watch.

Indie horror vet Lucky McKee (MAY, THE WOMAN) returns with KINDRED SPIRITS, a twisted tale of two sisters, and the one who won’t let anything, or anyone, get between them. Eric Liberacki’s Chicago-set slasher THE LURKER pits theatre students against savage killer in a film that gives new meaning to “The show must go on!”

The festival will also play host to a number of exciting North American and Midwest premieres. Talal Selhami’s Morrocan monster horror ACHOURA, where old friends confront both their past and a beast of legends. Emilio Portes’ demonic border-set BELZEBUTH follows the investigation of missing children that takes a decidedly demonic turn. YouTubers try to crack a ghostly urban legend in Fabrício Bittar’s horror-comedy GHOST KILLERS VS. BLOODY MARY with equal amounts gags and gore. The Polish pagan epic THE MUTE, from award-winning Polish director Bartosz Konopka, explores a clash of beliefs in a thrilling, atmospheric heavy weight. Daniel de la Vega offers up a throwback to the days of black-and-white Noir films with the bewildering crime thriller PUNTA MUERTO.

Celebrated horror director Joe Begos brings us BLISS his latest pounding feature, that’ll drag you to the deprived underbelly of L.A. with the spiraling artist Dezzy Donahue, whose struggle for inspiration becomes complicated by her mounting bloodlust. Based on a tragic, true story Lucas Heyne’s MOPE follows two best friends, and low-end porn actors, who sought fame but gained infamy in connection to a gruesome, on-set murder. The tables are turned on two wannabe criminals in VILLAINS, from directors Dan Berk and Robert Olsen and starring Bill Skarsgård, when thievery runs a foul and the prowlers soon become the prey. Kirill Sokolov delivers a taste of bombastic revenge in WHY DON’T YOU JUST DIE, a delicious serving of Russian dark humour as each character tries to murderously wreak revenge on the next, presented by our friends from across the globe, Paris’ L'Étrange Festival.

Cinepocalypse is thrilled to be supported by the following sponsors: ALTER, Orion, Bloody-Disgusting.com, Shudder, Fangoria, & Vinegar Syndrome.

This year’s poster was designed by visionary heavy metal artist Paul Romano, whose work can be found on hundreds of album covers and frequently collaborates with famed force of musical destruction Mastodon.

Festival badges are available now, and individual tickets go on sale Friday at noon CT at cinepocalypsegenrefest.com

[we-are-knight]

George the Dragon Slayer by NothingButTheBlack

It’s the 23rd of April, so guess what?

IT’S ST GEORGE’S DAY, KIDS!!!

St George being the patron Saint of England, and Knight being English, it feels fitting to be hyped about it. Even a filthy anti-English person like me gets a moment of unrepentant joy and something vaguely resembling patriotism when St George’s Day rolls around. Why? Because we have a badass dragonslaying knight for a patron Saint, that’s why.

More seriously though, St George is a great example of knighthood, both according to the legend, and myth. Legend is that he was a great Roman soldier that refused to convert to the Roman religion, and so was executed for his devotion. Myth states he was a dragonslayer, and popularized later as a Crusader (partiularly by the Crusaders themselves). Regardless of how you see him, though, St George remains a military saint, representing courage, faith, loyalty and honour within Latin tradition, essentially making him the ideal image of a Crusader Knight.

So if you have a thing for Knights, dragons, dragon slaying, military saints, religious icons, paladins, etc, the 23rd of April is a good day to be extra knightly and chivalrous (in the knightly tradition, not the Victorian) in the spirit of St George.

Have fun today, and remember:

“Those who do more, are yet more worthy” - Geoffroi de Charny, ‘A Knight’s own Book of Chivalry’.

[psychicmedium14]

The Real History of St. Patrick's Day

When you think of St. Patrick’s Day, you probably think of green beer, shot glass necklaces that say “Kiss Me I’m Irish,” and everybody talking about how Irish they suddenly are. That’s all well and good, but I bet you don’t know much about the holiday’s origins, or the saint it celebrates. Well, take off that stupid hat, stop talking like a leprechaun for a second, and educate yourself a smidge. St. Patrick, considered the patron saint of Ireland, was actually born in Banna Venta Berniae, a town in Roman Britain, sometime in the late 300s AD. That’s right, Patrick wasn’t Irish. And his name wasn’t Patrick either—it was Maewyn Succat, but he didn’t care for that so he chose to be known as Patricius down the line. He actually had many monikers throughout his life: he was known by many as Magonus, by others as Succetus, and to some as Cothirthiacus. But we’ll just call him Patrick since everybody else does. Has a nice ring to it... His father, Calpurnius, was a deacon in the early Christian church, but Patrick wasn’t much of a believer himself. It wasn’t until he was captured by Irish pirates at the age of 16 and enslaved for six years as a shepherd that he chose to convert to Christianity. While in northeastern Ireland, Patrick learned the Irish language and culture before attempting to escape back to Britain. But Patrick wasn’t very good at escaping apparently, because he was captured again. This time by the French. He was held in France where he learned all about monasticism before he was released and sent home to Britain where he continued to study Christianity well into his twenties. Eventually, Patrick claimed he had a vision that told him to bring Christianity to the Irish people, who were predominantly pagan and druidic at the time, so Patrick he made his way back to Ireland and brought a big ol’ bag of Christianity with him. When Patrick arrived back in Ireland, however, he and his preaching ways were not welcomed, so he had to leave and land on some small islands off the coast. There he began to gain followers, and he eventually moved to the mainland to spread Christian ideologies across Ireland for many years to come. During this time, Patrick baptized thousands of people (some say 100,000), ordained new priests, guided women to nunhood, converted the sons of kings in the region, and aided in the formation of over 300 churches. Folklore also tells of Patrick banishing all the snakes from Ireland, but as badass as that may sound, there were never actually any snakes on the island to begin with. But Patrick may be the one responsible for popularizing the shamrock, or that three-leafed plant you’ll see plastered all over the place today. According to legend, Patrick used it to teach the Irish the concept of the Christian Holy Trinity. They already had triple deities and regarded the number three highly, so Patrick’s use of the shamrock may have helped him win a great deal of favor with the Irish. These days, Patricius is known to most as Saint Patrick. Though he’s not technically a canonized saint by the Catholic Church, he’s well-regarded throughout the Christian world. But why the holiday? Why always March 17? What’s with the green? And why do we think of a non-Irish, non-snake charmer as a symbol of Ireland? St. Paddy’s Day started as a religious celebration in the 17th century to commemorate the life of Saint Patrick and the arrival of Christianity in Ireland. This “Feast Day” always took place on the anniversary of Patrick’s death, which was believed to be March 17, 461 AD. In the early 18th century, Irish immigrants brought the tradition over to the American colonies, and it was there that Saint Patrick started to become the symbol of Irish heritage and culture that he is today. As more Irish came across the Atlantic, the Feast Day celebration slowly grew in popularity. So much so, in fact, the first ever St. Patrick’s Day parade was held in Boston in 1737. Today is Saint Patrick’s Day. That means it’s time to break out your greenest clothes. By the mid 19th century, the United States saw a massive influx of Irish immigrants hoping to escape the Great Famine. This transformed the relatively small-scale Feast Day observance into a full-blown celebration that people wanted to be a part of whether they were Irish or not. In 1903, Feast Day became a national holiday in Ireland, and over time it transformed into what is now called St. Patrick’s Day. The holiday has since been celebrated all over the world in countries like the United States, Great Britain, Canada, Argentina, Australia, New Zealand, Switzerland, Russia, and even throughout Asia. As it happens, St. Paddy’s Day is so popular, it’s thought to be celebrated in more countries than any other national festival. What was once a fairly chill day of going to mass, watching a parade, and eating a hearty meal with family has transformed into the biggest party in the world. If you’re wondering why you’re wearing green right now, there’s more to it than protection from pinching fingers. It goes back to the Irish Rebellion, when Irish soldiers wore green as they fought off the British in their trademark red. Until then, the color associated with St. Patrick and Feast Day was actually blue. The song soldiers sang during the war in 1798, “The Wearing of the Green,” changed all of that and made green, the color of shamrocks, Ireland’s mainstay color. From then on, people wore green on St. Patrick’s Day in solidarity. And when Chicago dyed their river green for the first time in 1962, the practice of wearing and decorating in green became a part of pop culture. It’s now commonplace to bust out your best greens mid-March. Three St. Patrick's Day Adult Beverages That Aren't Green Beer: St. Patrick’s day is this weekend, and with it comes an onslaught of unnecessarily green… Okay, so why all the drinking then? It’s part historical subtext, part us succumbing to advertising, and part stereotyping. Originally, St. Patrick’s Day, or Feast Day, saw the lifting of Lent restrictions for the day, giving Christians a breather as they made their way to Easter. Basically, it was a day to eat and drink as much as you please in celebration, hence the traditional Irish meal of bacon and cabbage. But imbibing on whiskey and beer was not part of the equation. In fact, pubs in Ireland were forced by law to shut down for the holiday until later in the 20th century, and drinking alcohol on St. Patrick’s Day was greatly frowned upon until the late 1970s. Then, a huge marketing push from Budweiser in the 80s convinced thirsty revelers that drinking beer and St. Patrick’s Day were one in the same. The rest is drunk history nobody seems to remember, as it’s all been replaced in our heads with quotes from Boondock Saints. Much like Cinco de Mayo, many people now use the holiday as an excuse to binge drink, which fosters negative stereotypes by incorrectly associating the act of getting wasted with Irish culture. But, at least now you can take a swig of your Guinness in pride because you know the real story. Sláinte!