#thank you for these wonderful songs

[lotus-soup-pot]

SKZ-Replay

I know I'm late to the party but here are my impressions of SKZ-Replay:

FAM (Korean Ver.): I loved that they used the concert footage for the music video, the boys seemed to have really fun and looked so happy, that listening and watching it made me also feel happy!

Connected (Bang Chan): Gosh Channie, no that was Christopher, singing in English got me weak. I especially like the phrase "we're pulling at each other like magnets" - it shows how little control you have over your attraction, you're naturally drawn to the other and once you connected nothing can separate you.

나지막이 Limbo (Lee Know): His falcetto gives me life!! I absolutely love this rock ballad. And the lyrics are just so beautiful - the pain of the bottled-up untold feelings and the recurring memories of the relationship that is no more there - The way Lee Know expresses these emotions through his vocals is heart touching. I hope we get more from Lee Know in terms of lyrics and composition, this song is truly beautiful.

DOODLE (Changbin): Changbin's rap!!! He's delivering the lines! While his rap is so gritty, I love the way he says "doodle" - it sounds so adorable and the effect this contrast causes sends shivers down my spine. And damn do I love the message of this song: Be yourself and don't let you restrict by the expectations and rules of others. Be the change you want instead of waiting that the world will change.

Love Untold (Hyunjin): I really love the way you immediately know this is a song written and composed by Hyunjin. The artsy choice of words, and the way he raps enhance the beauty of the song - the lyrics are so heartbreaking and at the same time painfully beautiful. "Maybe my universe was bright because of you and within it, I never lost my smile but in this world so dark, I can't even see my shadow" Hyunjin is so a romantic and I love it.

RUN (Han): Han showed once again that he can nail any genre. His lyrics always touch your heart and you just feel them. I think everybody had a phase in life where they want to run away, leave every problem, worry and responsibility behind, and just breathe without feeling suffocated.

Deep End (Felix): Help, how can a person have so different voices? His deep low voice, his sweet honey-like voice, and his breathy emotionally loaded falsetto, I love all of them. And I'm so so happy we got this beautiful masterpiece by Felix. I hope we can hear him sing more because his singing voice is just so beautiful and his versatile voice opens up so many possibilities in different genres. The desperation to want to be together once again with the person you love...

내려요 Stars and Raindrops (Seungmin): I love, love his voice. This song showcases his beautiful high tones and falsetto and just in general his amazing singing voice. Seungmin's calming yet emotional voice gives so much comfort. I easily can imagine this song as an OST for a K-Drama. And I love the metaphor of shining stars as the happy memories and the raindrops as the break-up. The regret, self-doubt, and self-criticism of the failing relationship and the bittersweetness of the happy times, all these thoughts swirling inside and eventually spilling over.

안아줄게요 Hug Me (I.N): It's so sweet and fluffy~ I'm just smiling and feeling good after listing to this song. Innie's voice matured the most of all the members and you can hear the confidence he has in his voice and how he has grown comfortable with his voice. I'm happy that I can hear Innie in vocal-focused songs because just like Seungminnie's voice I love Innie's voice too.

Each of the songs is beautiful in its own way and I love how each member could explore and showcase his musicality and we got to see new sides and talents of the boys.

My personal favourites are Deep End, Limbo, and Stars and Raindrops.

[deathricedrawn]

i'm ready to try

[soosoosoup]

Funk branch au

Au and branch design by @bbc-trolls

[gentlebeard]

If I could hold you for a minute, Darling, I’d go through it again

For @edsbacktattoo & @stedesearring 💕 Show: Our Flag Means Death - Season 1 & 2 Music: Francesca by Hozier YouTube

[farshootergotme]

So, apparently the song Dick always sings ("He'd fly through the air with the greatest of ease, that daring young man on the flying trapeze.") is an actual song from the 19th century.

Batman vol.3 #55

[starry-bi-sky]

What would a mother not do for her child What lengths would a mother not go There's a bond that exists between mother and child With no end to how strong it can grow It's a promise for life between mother and child It begins from the moment of birth.

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She is six years old, and standing on the porch at her Auntie Alicia’s cabin. She is six years old, and holding an old rifle in her hands, standing at the railing and pointing the nozzle at a large target a couple feet away. There’s a pair of old ear muffs covering her ears. Behind her is her daddy and her sister, and Auntie Alicia. She can’t see them. 

Danielle Martha Fenton is six years old, and her momma has her arms wrapped warmly around her, keeping the gun steady for her. It’s heavy and the butt digs into her shoulder uncomfortably, and she feels nothing but determined. And nervous. 

Her momma was teaching her and Jazzy how to shoot, and they’re down in Arkansas to visit Auntie Alicia for her second “Divorce-iversary” as Auntie calls it. She keeps a hunting rifle in her gun safe for the rabbits that like to nibble on her garden. She mostly grows rhubarb, which goes untouched. But her carrots and greens and other veggies like to be tempting snacks for the game. 

Regardless, she is six years old and learning how to shoot. Her momma and her daddy (mostly her daddy) have been banned from every shooting range outside of Amity Park in a hundred mile radius. So Auntie is the best place to learn, or so momma says. 

Danny thinks it's just an excuse to see her sister, not that she's complaining. She loves visiting Auntie.  

She’s already seen Jazzy do this, her momma told her before the muffs went on to shoot when ready. No use trying to fire when you’re not; you can’t afford to miss when shooting ghosts. 

Danny breathes out steady, just like momma taught her, and quells her trembling little fingers. She focuses down the barrel, and pulls the trigger. 

Immediately, the recoil throws her off, the side of the gun that her cheek was resting on knocks against her skin, harsh enough to bruise if it weren’t for her momma’s steady hands holding onto her. The bang of the gun startles her more than she thought it would, and her heart leaps up and runs a jackrabbit through her chest. 

The gun is carefully slipped out of her hands, and Danny lets it go easily, her cheek smarting in pain and her eyes wide and following up to momma. Momma turns the safety on, and with a gentle hand, pushes against her chest. Danny takes a few steps back, and slips the ear muffs off her head. 

Mommy is smiling big at her, something that Danny can’t help but replicate on her own face as her heart swells. “Did I get it, momma?” She asks, watching as she passes the gun off to Auntie Alicia, who steps over to take it.

“I’m going to go see, sweetie, but I think you did.” Momma coos, before planting both her hands on the porch railing and, in a single leap, vaults over the side and onto the grass. She’s dressed all comfortable for the summer heat, with her hair all tied back and in shorts and a tank top and nice boots. Danny’s ribs swell hopefully, and she stands on her tiptoes to watch her walk over.

“I’ll be hard-pressed to believe if you didn’t, Martha Mae,” Auntie tells her, grinning like a cat, “that was a damn good shot.” 

‘Martha Mae Knight’ was Danny’s granny’s name. Auntie Alicia calls her that because of her middle name — and because, by her words, she has her momma’s weird-shaped eyebrows and piercing blue eyes. The kind that could scare a hawk into singing like a robin. It was Danny’s favorite nickname ever.

Daddy laughs brightly, the sound painful on her ears but twice as nice, and despite the distance, Momma whirls her head around to shoot Auntie a glare; “Language, Alicia. Not around my girls.” She warns. Her accent always comes through when they’re around Auntie. It’s Danny’s favorite thing to listen to. 

“Do you think so, auntie?” Danny says, bright-eyed and ever-optimistic. Auntie Alicia nods fiercely as Momma finally reaches the target and searches for the bullet hole. Daddy then comes up behind her, still laughing, and claps a hand onto her shoulder so hard that it makes her knees hurt.

“Of course she did!” Dad boasts, as bright as the sun and twice as warm. He shakes Danny affectionately, wobbling her on her feet and pulling her straight into his side. She goes so willingly with a burble of giggles. “She’s got the eyes of a Fenton! And our family are darn good shots.”

Auntie eyes him up and down, her smile immediately fading off into a pressed line. “I’m sure you mean she’s got the eyes of a Knight. You couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn at twenty paces, Jack Fenton.” 

Jazzy holds back giggles from where she’s standing by the door, her ear muffs in hand, and Danny watches her Daddy’s dark eyes immediately narrow. Just like Auntie’s, his smile tapers off into a frown. 

Before he can say anything, there’s a cheer from the yard, and they all turn to Momma clapping her hands in delight. 

Danny immediately pricks her ears up, and would’ve darn near rushed over to the railing if it weren’t for her Daddy’s hand on her shoulder. She yells instead, excitement thrumming like a hummingbird against her ribs, “Did I hit it, momma?!” 

Momma beams at her with all the pride in the world, “You sure did, Danny!” And she turns to press her finger against the target, right on the inside red ring of the battered old bag. “Right here, sweet girl!” 

There are cheers from all around, and Danny’s heart bursts inside her lungs with shiny, sunshine glee. She puffs her chest out big, and smiles so wide it hurts the cheek where the gun smacked her. Her Daddy shakes again, squeezing her tight against his side in a hug that Danny happily reciprocates. 

“What’d I tell you, Martha Mae?” Auntie tells with a big wink and a wide grin, the gun still gripped tight in her hands as Momma makes her way back over. “You got a Knight’s eye.” 

When Momma makes it back over the railing, she hugs Danny tight and praises her shot. Danny looks her in the eyes and chases the feeling, and asks to shoot again.

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[toomanywatchers]

buy me a coffee💌

[starbuck]

“No, I don’t want news… There’s no news about this song.”

— John Darnielle while attempting to google the lyrics to “Store” on an audience member’s phone

[pseudonymphomania]

When you’re close to me, I hide my hands behind my back so that you don’t see how thoughtlessly they move into position in case you would take up arms to meet them.

[souredfigs]

Calling the writer who has made your entire career possible on YouTube a "drama queen" after he makes a blog post talking about his closest friends passing and generally how tough circumstances have been for him , and beforehand calling him "unprofessional" after he does what is well within the right of every artist by calling out a huge Multi Billion dollar company with self-entitled writers capitalising off of HIS work and messing up HIS story is bonkers and leaves me with only one conclusion : some of you do not deserve any of George's amazing work and should not profitize off of it . He owes you NOTHING .I hope George feels better soon and is meaner to hbo and its shills next time (:

[always-a-joyful-note]

Welp. Tag tagged by @justplaggin for the game

rules: spell out your name or url with songs

I couldn't resist, and thank you very much for it, Jay/Plagg!

To challenge myself, I'm gonna see if I can stick to songs from anime East Asian shows/stories

A - All-in (Alien Stage)

L - Last Dimension (TRIGGER)

W - wi(l)d-screen baroque (Revue Starlight)

A - Artistic Partisan (ALKALOID x Valkyrie)

Y - Yumemiru Architecture (Kagehira Mika; Enstars)

S - STRONGER & STRONGER (Zool)

A - Ame (MEZZO)

J - Joker Flag (IDOLiSH7)

O - OMEGA (STEREO DRIVE FOUNDATION; Yuukoku no Moriarty)

Y - Yume Shizuku (Re:vale)

F - Forever Note (MEZZO)

U - Until it Dies (覃云; Link Click)

L - Lily (Luck Life; Bungo Stray Dogs)

N - Now and Then (Re:vale)

O - Or the Beautiful Golden Drop (Knights; complete version out on May 22, so have the game version)

T - THE POLiCY (IDOLiSH7)

E - Eccentric Party Night!! (Five Eccentrics)

19 songs...and I tried to find ones that I genuinely enjoy right now (RIP to me making this challenge harder), so hence, the above mostly-Japanese-dominated list.

No pressure tags: @bobisnolongerhere @lizzieonka @rosencrantzsguildenstern @msperfectsheep-posts @mahounonbinary @praise-the-lord-im-dead @nitunio @akitchenknife @teslathelame @koi0boi @mihai-florescu @forebodinglight @imissthembutitwasntadisaster and anyone else seeing this because i am now incredibly curious about what songs you will choose (im so sorry if I forgot someone)

[rebornrosess]

A WORLD OF NOISE: THE ZABAJABA JUNGLE

ZABA by Glass Animals is 10 YEARS OLD TODAY.

A poem/stream of consciousness I wrote about ZABA on a rainy September night in 2022, one month after seeing Glass Animals live. ZABA was the album by which I found Glass Animals in 2018, and its abstract yet visceral nature continues to fascinate me. The more I listened, the more I felt I could understand the imagery drawn across its 11 tracks.

Essentially, I believe ZABA can be understood as a Queer reading and apologue of Plato’s allegory of the cave. There are many lines that allude to a (Queer) awakening from perceived societal constraints such as in Walla Walla (“it’s a ruse, all these creatures are a lie” & “i clap my hand and they’re gone into the night”), likely referencing the shadows projected by the puppet showmen in Plato’s allegory. Thus, the anguish expressed in songs predating ZABA’s release such as in Golden Antlers and in Exxus are symptomatic of a speaker trapped in a cave, unable to escape a deeper feeling of unease because they are only seeing the reality projected to them by a cisheteronormative system. It is only when the speaker escapes this metaphorical cave in Flip, the opening track of ZABA, (“I’m gonna shake my fetters / I’m breaking loose”), that they finally enter the confusing, overwhelming, but beautiful and fluid “world of noise” mentioned in Pools (and sonically created in Intruxx). Over the course of ZABA, the speaker wrestles with their preconceived notions of reality (Walla Walla uses a ton of imagery from The Matrix), relationships, gender, and sexuality, while simultaneously feeling betrayed by their family and society (Hazey and Toes).

The B-Side of ZABA dips into existential dread, as the speaker mourns the time they lost to the incomplete reality they had accepted in the cave, and the effects it had on their mental health (Wyrd), climaxing in Cocoa Hooves, as the speaker (or someone else), confronts them(selves) and the changes they have undergone in the ZABAJABA jungle. The speaker must choose if they wish to stay in the confusing yet euphoric jungle, or self-destruct (“set [their] wings on fire”) and return to the cave after flying too close to the sun and after indulging too deeply in their primal instinct. However, just as the freed prisoner in Plato’s allegory, the speaker runs the risk of never being able to live in blissful ignorance again, as their eyes may never re-adjust to the incomplete, crafted reality of the cave.

The last track of the album, JDNT, presents a conclusion as ambiguous as the title Dave refuses to explain. It is possible the speaker is accepting their doomed fate as prophecized to them by the antagonist in Wyrd, or radically accepting their outcast status, enjoying the “life untamed.” And perhaps, in the end, they triumph over their internal turmoil by recognizing it only has power over them if they allow it to, as it cannot “breathe without [them].” And thus, they return to the Earth, unfettered and born anew.

[fusionsprunt]

Daughter is such an amazing trio. Their songs are incredibly well done and with so much passion in them, and I wish I could express how I feel about them properly.

The lyrics of this song fit B2 and Hunter so well it's not even funny. Currently making up scenarios in my head (and sobbing /vpos)

[ghost-bxrd]

I'm just imagining the tough conversation Bruce is gonna have to have that. Yes. Maybe it's good for Dick to make and sleep in nests but Jason's back is probably not gonna like that in the long run so could they please stop sharing the nest?

Omg Y E S

And Dick just absolutely tearing up because Bruce is trying to separate him from his owlet, and Jason just SCREAMING at Bruce because how dare he insinuate that they sleep apart (but also grudgingly relenting because Bruce isn’t wrong, his back DOES hurt…)

So they do end up trying to sleep apart, but Dick just straight up stops sleeping at all after the second night of having a panic attack because— what if Jason spontaneously stops breathing during the night? What if the Court found him? What if Jason is hurt? And just holes up outside Jason‘s window like a very sad doggo that‘s not allowed inside the house to stand guard

Jason doesn’t fare any better. He trusts Bruce now, but the manor is big AF, what if someone breaks in? What if the bad people try to take Dick away to their strange cult again? What if everything was just a dream and he‘s still a lonely street kid trying to survive the night?

Yeah, neither is having a good time for it and eventually Jason and Dick compromise and make a nest on top of Jason‘s bed.

They are horribly codependent and while it‘s not exactly healthy, they’re both very happy.

Bruce just sighs and orders larger beds for both boys with drapes so it feels more like a nest for Dick. 💚🦉

[dont-offend-the-bees]

hello! because i've had even more time than most to think about how much i love this fic and how wonderful a sequel/companion piece would be: 🌈

💛💛💛 thank you, friend!! god, SO many ways you could take it! I'm thinking of a little bittersweet Charles character exploration, his relationship to colour as it exists to him — just ideas and metaphors with no actual basis for personal comparison. Torn about how much to set pre-death/Edwin though! It'll need a lot of figuring out before I have anything post-worthy but I defo have some lil bits I can write/share 🥰💛🌈

“Wonder what it looks like. Green.” Charles chuckled quietly. “Mad, innit? All the stuff we can’t see.” 

He twirled the blade of grass in his fingertips as he looked Edwin in his pale grey eyes. “We could be bloody surrounded by it, and we wouldn't have the foggiest.”