Hey! What are your top 5 fav Bowie albums? What was it that got you into him? 👩🏻🎤
Ahhhhh!!! Any excuse to wax poetic about bowie!! Oh God now I have to actually rank them...
1. Low (1977) Half of it is songs about profound loneliness and depression (that slap) half of it p much all instrumental. I ADORE this album from the first listen it always just felt different. You can hear a saxophone riff from this one he used again in I Can't Give Everything off Blackstar which always gives me goose bumps
2. MWSTW (1970) this one just has so much going on in it. I love the tone. I love the messages. There a lyric in Mirror by Kendrick Lamar that reminds me of Savior Machine in a big way; I feel like they'd have gotten along pretty well.
"Don't you point a finger, just to point a finger
'Cause critical thinkin' is a deal-breaker
Faith in one man is a ship sinking"
3. Blackstar (2016) I feel like no explanation needed? Haunting, beautiful, heart wrenching, innovative, classic, etc, etc, etc. I love
4. Hunky Dory (1971) this ones got so many songs that are poems that are songs that are literal poems!! I love it. Kooks for his son is so sweet. Oh! You Pretty Things is on of my favorite songs period. Queen Bitch fucks. Need I go on?
5. Scary Monsters (and Super Creeps) (1980) I will admit this may just be cause this is one I have on vinyl and have listened to... A Lot. But this ones got so much going on in it. Opening and closing with the same song, the kingdom come cover, the lyricism and poetry, the I C O N I C singles???? This one I don't think I could ever get tired of.
My very first exposure and the beginning of my gender fuckery was Labyrinth, of course. It's my favorite movie, one of those "I could watch in my head/recite this whole thing start to finish on command" type of things. Music wise I inherited an old ipod with his best of album on it long ago and went nuts from there >:3
I did not need to write this much but it was fun really thinking about it!! Honorable mention Aladdin Sane (1973) which was on the list till the last second. BUT! I do now wanna hear your favorite bowie albums @cosmic--whorror!
Also please anyone send me your favorite bowie albums!!! You don't gotta explain why or rank them or anything if you don't wanna but I just think he's neat and I'd love to hear why yall think he's neat :33
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i'm a goddamn coward so i'll stay on anon, but if it helps make you feel less lonely i'd like your take on how good Taichi would be at taking care of a plant! do you think he'd be better or worse at it than you?
(this is super random but it's the best idea i had so have fun answering if you feel like it)
it's actually not super random bc i've thought about it before but also i'm not mentally well so maybe i'm not a great person to ask what's random
anyway i feel like he'd be pretty bad at it; he'd be super enthusiastic (he'd helped tsumugi with the flowers before but it was always under his strict guidance, he never cared for a house plant on his own) and he'd get something like a violet or begonia (maybe he got it as a gift from a fan too so he wants to take good care of it??), but because of his eagerness he'd end up overdoing it on water and fertilizer and it'd end up wilting with pretty much zero hope for recovery (tsumugi is a magician though! he cures it back to life, but taichi still gets very depressed and doesn't want to risk that happening again so he asks tsumugi to keep caring for it for him)
he'd want to learn more about it, but no matter how hard he tries, the plants just would end up wilting
(the others at the dorms might notice how disappointed he is because of it.... they MIGHT gift him a little cactus to make him feel better since they're easier to care for than regular plants........... and taichi MIGHT end up crying when the cactus sprouts the first flower after a year or so)
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god I'm so fucking furious at the removal of Te Reo Māori names from organisations around Aotearoa. it's a complete non-issue, every organisation has the English name directly underneath the Māori name. I have never once as an English speaker been unable to understand what an organisation is for. Winston Peters, the Deputy Prime Minister, who is literally Māori himself, said “Te Papa is a historic name but tell me this waka kotahi, how many boats have you seen going down the road?”. Waka does not just mean canoe. it means vessel, and waka kotahi (the transport agency of Aotearoa) explains this VERY SIMPLY on their official website. waka kotahi means to travel together as one. Can you see how fucking upsetting this is. A Māori person in power who is in agreement about banning his own language, being so cocky about something that he does not even understand due to the suppression of the language of his people. It makes me sick. I've seen reports from Māori people all over Aotearoa speaking out about how upset and furious they are, how decades of progress have been undone in the fight to restore the rights of their people who have for so long been oppressed and have suffered the effects of colonisation. Please share this if you can, I hate knowing how few people will hear about this, I know there is so much injustice in the world right now and it is so exhausting, I know. I love you all, keep it up.
https://waateanews.com/2023/11/27/te-reo-public-service/
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Imagine if Rafe let R try a joint
Like, her brains getting all fuzzy and she's even more giggly than usual, and he's just, like enamoured. He thinks she's adorable.
"one hit, that's it-" rafe says, low and quiet in your ear.
you're curled up on his lap at the party, both of you resting on the couch while you observe the scene around you with big eyes. rafe's friends were snorting powder off of mirrors, washing it down with liquor that was definitely harder than the fruity seltzer your boyfriend allowed you to drink. rafe said you couldn't handle anything harder, and you agreed without questioning him, like you always did.
you had pointed to the white lines on the table infront of you and asked him as sweetly as you could if you could try some. kelce overheard you and starts pushing the mirror in your direction, and you look at him with a smile, before rafe stares him down and delivers a tap to your cheek. it's just to get your attention, not really to hurt you, but you feel your face flushing where he touched you when he speaks.
"hey, you don't listen to him, you listen to me, right?" you see kelce in the corner of your eye, taking the tray back and offering it to the girl next to him.
"i know, i just-"
"no, no just anything. y'can barely drink this watered-down crap without trippin' over your feet." he rests back on the sofa, hands gripping your waist and leg tightly. "wants to snort coke. you're funny, kid."
you pout, taking another sip of your drink. you're only half way through the can but your head is starting to feel fuzzy, already. you decide then and there that rafe always knows best for you, but you still want to try the things he tries, show him that you can handle it. the boys next to rafe pass a blunt over you, directly to him. when they blow out the smoke, you start coughing, but watch carefully as your boyfriend takes a long hit. just as he's about to pass it across to kelce, you catch his wrist.
"can i try that instead? please?" you try your best to straighten up, to show him you can take it and that you're not already drunk. "please," you whine, and his friends turn their head to look. you're sure that they think it's silly, the way you have to ask rafe for permission for everything and anything. you don't care, though.
"kid, stop-"
"i can take it, promise. just this time. i won't ever ask again."
that's how you had ended up like this, rafe talking into your ear while he holds the blunt to your lips.
"alright, suck in. long as you can. you're a pro at that, aren't ya?" his words make you lose your concentration, breaking into a coughing fit before you can even try to inhale.
"rafe!" you whine again, pummeling your fists into his chest, still choking on the smoke. your throat feels scratchy but you know that couldn't have been enough.
"what, kid, i gotta do everything for you?" he takes a long hit, and then grips your cheeks with his hand, forcing your mouth open and then blowing the smoke into your throat for you. then he clamps it shut, holds your shoulder while you cough, and passes the blunt along to kelce.
you cough a little, but before long, you're putty in his arms, leaning your head against his shoulder and giggling at nothing. you poke at his chest and then start playing with his chain, then his hair, and then back down to his fingers. he lets you do it, watching you play with his ring and pressing a kiss to your forehead. you're cute like this, he thinks, less shy and not as worried what everyone must think about you. he thinks he likes it, that maybe he should let you smoke with him every once in a while.
"feel good, baby?" he asks in your ear, and you squirm in his touch, pulling away before resting your head again.
"mhm. really good. this is fun. wish it wasn't a crime." he laughs, taking another sip of his beer. you try to copy him, reaching for your seltzer but knocking it over by accident.
"oops," you say with another laugh. "sorry to-wait, whose house is this?"
"c'mon kid, makin' a mess," he groans, picking up the can and watching the fizzy liquid travel.
"sorry, daddy." in your state, you don't realize how loud you said it, but even with everyone's eyes on you, you don't care much, smiling back sweetly at rafe.
"alright, we're leavin'."
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