#Für Elise Jam

[pianosheet]

#Für Elise Jam #The Piano Guys #pdf #piano #violin #guitar #sheet music #flute #notes #music notes #piano sheet music #Youtube

[askmadcomcrew]

for everyone: do you play any instruments?

Hank: I sometimes shoot guns to the beat of music. Only sometimes.

Sanford: Drums! I've gotten really good at 'em recently! I can do some pretty sick sounding breakdowns.

Deimos: Acoustic guitar or electric guitar for me. You should listen to me an San's jam sessions, we make some rocking tunes when we get the chance.

Doc: Not an instrument, but I do hum and sing to myself often. Usually while working. Helps keep you sane.

Jeb: I was always quite fond of the piano and the works of one Ludwig Van Beethoven. I got quite decent at Für Elise back then, but I haven't played in years.

Tricky: BACK WHEN I STILL WENT BY THE NAME DR. HOFFNAR, I PLAYED A LOT OF THOSE RHYTHM GAMES YOU COULD FIND ON THE INTERNET. NOWADAYS I JUST HIT PEOPLE OVER THE HEAD WITH MY STOP SIGN IF I'M FEELING MORE MUSICALLY INCLINED!! HAHA!!

Crackpot: The tambourine is really fun because you don't have to be good at it. Just make noise! Heh heh!

Sheriff: It's gonna sound stereotypical but, acoustic guitar or the banjo. Go on, yuck it up, but 'ya won't be laughing when I play the Devil Went Down to Georgia. I also got a pretty fine singin' voice, just rarely get the chance t' use it.

Phobos: I have other people play my music for me. I had a private band in my office for a while, but I eventually got so sick of them I had them put to death. Just for fun, really.

Auditor: I quite like the flute. One of the few creations that Nevadeans have made that is worth anything.

#everyone answers #questions #asks #music #hobbies

[allexei]

nicholas galitzine + he/him + cis male – have you seen alexei rakov around los angeles? the twenty five year old is usually jamming to nervous by the neighbourhood. word around the city is that they’re compassionate, yet, they can also be sensitive, but you didn’t hear that from me. they’re currently a veterinary science student and a librarian and are typically seen walking the streets of los angeles with a backpack filled with books. when i think of them, i think of crying over being so stressed about school, dying your hair back and forth as a secret coping mechanism, the playing of multiple instruments but a strong love for the violin and piano. let’s hope the city treats them good!

basic stats ;

⟶ full name: alexei antonis nikos rakov ( first name pronounced ah-lek-say, or click here for pronunciation ) ⟶ nicknames: likes alexei, doesn't like when people try calling him alex, but is too nice to correct anyone who does ⟶ three things he likes: instruments of any kind, summers in greece, books ⟶ three things he dislikes: people who just want sex, slow wifi, the instability he’s felt his whole life ⟶ gender: cis male   ⟶ height: 6 ‘ 0 ⟶ age: 25 ⟶ birthday: february 19, 1998 ⟶ zodiac: pisces sun ( aquarius - pisces cusp, known as the ‘cusp of sensitivity’ ), cancer moon, virgo ascendant   ⟶ right handed or left handed: left handed   ⟶ eye color: hazel, shooting more towards green, shifts depending on the lighting ⟶ hair color: naturally blonde, constantly dyes it from blonde to black and back and forth ⟶ piercings and tattoos: left ear pierced, no tattoos ⟶ languages spoken: russian ( father’s native tongue ), greek ( mother’s native tongue ), spanish and english   ⟶ sexuality / romantic orientation: demisexual / homoromantic  ⟶ place of birth: manchester, england ⟶ last five songs listened to: time by pink floyd, vitamin c by can, für elise by beethoven, méditation from thaïs by massenet, happiness is a warm gun by the beatles ⟶ five aesthetics: the intense feeling of feeling unworthy of being loved by anyone, shirts stained with black hair dye, a soft british accent, a stack of homework, crying over things you have no control over ⟶ character inspo: prince willhelm from young royals, charlie spring from heartstopper, adam groff from sex education ( season 3 adam )

background story ;

✘ alexei was born on a cold night in manchester to nikola ganos and sergei rakov, two twenty year olds who fell in love through music. his mother was a famous piano player ( think maybe like yiruma or ludovico einaudi ) while his father was getting more of a name for himself as a cello player. both classical musicians who fell in love and had alexei, very unexpectedly 

✘ his parents are both really well off. his mother’s side owns one of the the biggest olives and olive oil brands worldwide, originated in greece, while his father’s side owns plenty of alcohol brands ( mostly vodka ) originated in russia but sold all across the world as well. they were young, but they knew their son would be coming into the world very well off financially, planned to give him the perfect childhood, even got married when he was merely five months old

✘ and for the first six years of alexei’s life, that’s what it was. two parents who were devoted to him and wanted to give him the best life possible in england, even though neither one of them were british. but as he went from six to seven, all that love his parents had for each other seemed to dissolve more and more each day. his beautiful early childhood turned into him listening to his parents fighting constantly, and even though he was so young, he couldn’t help but ask himself – where did my parents’ love for each other go?

✘ and if you guessed it, they ended up getting a divorce when he was barely seven, but the thing is… his parents weren’t like normal parents. it wasn’t the typical case of custody with one parent while the other has visiting rights, or even shared custody of 3 days a week here, and four days a week there, or even complete custody of him to just one parent, no, his parents were determined to fight for him until the bitter end

✘ it turned into a game of who alexei liked more, they couldn’t even stand to be in the same room together, and it was really difficult to tell a little kid ‘who do you love more?’ or ‘who do you want to live with more?’ or ‘you have to pick’ or even just his father trying to put him against his mother while his mother did the same thing to him with his father. sometimes, alexei felt like they didn’t even really love him, but just wanted to prove to the other that he could love one or the other more

✘ eventually, they settled for custody in the worst way possible. alexei would live with his mother for six months, then he would live with his father for six months, and maybe this wouldn’t be so awful if they both decided to stay in england, live maybe a city or two away from each other, but no, definitely not. they immediately left his birth place, his mother going back and forth between greece and spain, while his father traveled from canada to russia repeatedly, and well… this is what alexei’s life became

✘ maybe to some people, it might sound ideal. not staying in one place for too long, constantly moving from one city, knowing you wouldn’t be staying there for longer than six months, perhaps to any traveler, this is the dream life, but that certainly wasn’t the case for alexei

✘ this going back and forth put a serious strain in every aspect of his life. he would enroll in a school, make a friend or two, only to be ripped away from that scene for the following six months, halfway across the world, for the same thing to happen to him, over and over again

✘ and the worst part was that his parents didn’t seem to understand that it didn’t make him happy, all the going back and forth. he was unstable, he didn’t even know how to really talk to people at one point, because he knew deep down, that there was no use in trying to make any friends if it would just be taken away from him sooner or later

✘ basically, a loner. he spent most of his childhood to early teenage years dodging conversations, definitely ate his lunch in the bathroom vibes. the only consistency his parents had was their love for music, which, is the one thing that did make alexei happy. he was a virtuoso. from the piano, to the cello, to the bass, even the drums, saxophone and viola, he loved it all, though his true love was in the guitar, piano, and more especially, the violin. he grew a real love for mussic, had multiple instruments at his mother’s and multiple instruments at his father’s, again, the one consistency in his life

✘ while he wasn’t big on singing, he basically had the voice of an angel. could switch from a soft tone to a rather loud one, a male soprano range… truly a gift, tried to break glass to see if it was true and it in fact, wasn’t a myth ( at least in his case ). pretty much any orchestra teacher’s wet dream, a typical band nerd

✘ he also had a huge fascination for books, his favorite genre being sci fi, horror, or a good coming of age, but honestly, he read it all. nothing could fuel him more than a good book

✘ anyways, when he was sixteen, he convinced his parents to enroll him in a boarding school in northern california, very pca from zoey 101 vibes, and they surprisingly agreed since it was neither with his mother nor his father, but a spot in between. for the last two years of high school, he had some type of stability

✘ though, during his senior year, he became the talk of everyone through the most unfortunate event. simply put, alexei met a guy. at this time, he wasn’t even really sure of his sexuality. he knew he wasn’t straight, but he didn’t think it was just that. he felt like there was more depth to what he liked and didn’t like, but this guy managed to charm him. he was good looking and alexei enjoyed the fact that he smelled good. this was his first relationship ever. prior to this, he shared his first kiss when he was fifteen with a random girl near his mother’s house in athens, and simply put, he didn’t like it

✘ this was different though. he enjoyed kissing him, but he didn’t feel like doing anything else but that, and the more the guy insisted they take it further, the less inclined he felt to give him what he wanted. he liked him, but he didn’t feel a genuine bond with him

✘ alexei, however, is a people pleaser. he didn’t want to have sex with him even though at this point, they had been dating for well over two months. he didn’t know why he didn’t want to, he couldn’t pinpoint why having sex was such a weird and touchy subject for him, but basically, he felt, in a way, guilt tripped by this guy. it was the constant questioning of ‘why don’t you like me?’ or ‘what’s wrong with you?’ or even ‘i promise i’ll make it worth your while’ and one day, they both get drunk at a hotel, and even though alexei has been drunk plenty of times before, well, he caves, instantly lives to regret it

✘ the following day, as he’s walking towards his first class, people are whispering about him, not so discreetly pointing, giving him looks, and it takes him a matter of fifteen minutes from getting to his first period before one of his friends sends him a text message with a link attached, much to his horror. the message reads ‘is this you?’ with a link to a video. the video is them having sex the night prior

✘ he had filmed it all and posted without his consent. they were both of age, but it literally made alexei sick to his stomach. for one, he felt really used, as he never gave him permission to record anything, let post what they did, and two, he hated the attention this was getting him. he’s always been one to fly under the radar, and now this was all anyone was talking about, lost count over how many times he’s cried over this

✘ the following months reaching towards graduation are literal hell for him. the video gets to his parents which is quite literally his worst nightmare become a reality. legal action is taken and they thankfully manage to remove the video from the web completely, but the damage has already been done, he’s miserable. worst graduation ever, doesn’t even walk the stage because he’s just so humiliated, and for once in his damn life, he wishes he would have been in that constant moving back and forth life. maybe then, he could’ve ran away from the problem the second it started, sad boy hours, really

✘ after graduation, he gets out of california. for about two years, he just travels. ironic considering it’s something he didn’t like to do when he was younger, but at that point, he just wanted to get away from everything

✘ he’s twenty when he moves back to california. crazy, but even though he has bad memories, it was the one place he felt stable. he permanently moves to los angeles, southern cali, which is far from the school he graduated in, tells himself that here, no one knows what happened. perhaps this is a good thing about being rich, that he never really had to worry about money, it’s just always been there. a paid off apartment, a simple call to his mother or father and bam, money in his account, but truth be told, alexei didn’t want to live off his family’s fortune forever. now that he was stable and had no intentions of moving, he wanted to do something with his life

✘ he’s a really smart guy. shy, quiet, but smart. he changed his major about three times before deciding he wants to be a veterinarian, is studying veterinary science, finished his bachelors and is moving on with his education. he knows he doesn’t have to do anything with himself if he doesn’t want to, he knows he doesn’t need a job as a library assistant, but he wants to make something of himself, without his family’s money. he knows he can do it, it’s just a matter of not giving up

headcanons ;

✘ natural blonde, but constantly dyes his hair black, then switches. dying his hair is almost therapeutic for him, has even gotten buzzcuts during times where he was really depressed, but he prefers longer hair

✘ he has a british accent, literally nicholas galitzine’s voiceclaim. not too strong, but it’s there

✘ speaks russian with his father in absolute shame, my guy is definitely free ukraine all the way, just wants peace and love

✘ because of his past relationship, he has a very difficult time trusting people, loving people, or even allowing people to love him. he’s had sex that one time… that’s about it. the whole idea of love really confuses him. it’s something he wants, but it isn’t something he’s sure he understands, and he hates not understanding things

✘ he has been confused with his sexuality his entire life! he’s always felt like an outcast around other guys his age because they all typically wanted sex, meaningful, meaningless, just a typical guy thing, and that definitely didn’t apply for him. for ages, he thought there was something wrong with him, but it wasn’t until he learned about demisexuality that he finally understood… kind of. he just wants it to be meaningful, wants to have a connection with the person, the idea of meaningless sex and hookups literally makes him super uncomfortable, but it’s what most people seem to want these days. he just wants real love, even though that terrifies him

✘ he doesn't really have a lot of social media, just an instagram that he barely posts on. he's that one user that made a post three years ago and has four posts in total, one of himself, the rest of books, one of food, and some type of landscape... he's this guy, he's a loser honestly, probably has like a hundred followers or something, doesn't care for social media

✘ his favorite things in the world are books, animals, comics, and music. he’s a major nerd, has a passion for literature and music even though this isn’t what he’s pursuing for his career

✘ he doesn’t really tell people his family is wealthy, just doesn’t really think it’s important. in fact, lots of people don’t know much about him. he likes to keep to himself, doesn’t like sharing information, and wants to keep his past in the past

✘ he can drink. call him a typical russian or whatever, but it’s crazy how much he can drink, can practically outdrink anyone, no one believes it but it’s very true, tolerance through the roof, doesn’t even get sick and rarely even gets hungover, but he doesn’t make this an everyday thing

✘ he’s a pescatarian! probably will never become a vegetarian because he loves salmon way too much, loves salmon in every form possible. meat and chicken gross him out and he doesn’t like eggs either, just fish, heavy seafood lover

✘ close friends of his roast him for this, but he’s an olive fanatic as well. greek olives, peruvian olives, spanish olives, any type of olives, he’s obsessed. when he was younger, there was always olives at his house, because of his mother’s company, and he would dead ass eat them out the jar, finish the entire jar in like five minutes, still does that to this day. at his house, you’ll likely find two large jars of olives, minimum, a snack he will never get tired of

✘ his social skills have somewhat gotten better. definitely not the best, but he was horrendous before. thankfully overcame his stutter when he was younger. he’s still really shy, doesn’t like being the center of attention, but he’s getting better… baby steps

✘ what you would call a typical pisces – very sensitive! he doesn’t show this publicly, but if it hurts his feelings, he’ll cry when he gets home. literally the type to cry over sad videos, movies or tv shows, very emotional. pisces sun and cancer moon combo, he’s a literal mess, he feels things a lot, feels things on a whole different level than most people, which makes him a very compassionate and understanding person, definitely a shoulder to cry on, a very loyal friend to have by your side

✘ he forgives a lot. he’ll forgive you time after time after time, but when alexei genuinely gets tired of your shit, you will never hear from him again. he’s very forgiving, but once he says ‘i’m done’ there is no changing his mind. it takes a lot for him to get to this level, but he can only be taken advantage of for so long before he gets sick of it. once you lose him, you lose him for good

✘ he has a bearded dragon named jake long and a beagle named pawl mccartney. he named the bearded dragon after one of his favorite shows as a kid and his pet beagle was named after iconic paul mccartney, of course. jake long is one and pawl is two, alexei adores both of them

✘ loves his parents, but still somewhat holds a grudge over them for his childhood, even though he isn’t one to hold grudges. they definitely messed him up one way or another. even if it wasn’t their intention, being so unstable for so long has kind of permanently scarred him. he has a very hard time getting genuinely close to people, whether it be friendships or romantic relationships, it’s hard for him

✘ super nice guy, but quite literally remembers every bad thing that has happened to him ever. his energy is crying over something that happened when he was a literal child that he had no control of at three in the morning, might as well have the memory of an elephant. he’ll forgive, but he won’t forget, like ‘you remember what you did august 15th, 2016 at 4:57 pm? i do too’ like… isn’t one to hold grudges, but if you thought he forgot, you thought wrong

wanted connections ;

you don’t know that i know: i’d die for this connection, but someone who maybe heard of his sex tape? whether they never tell anyone or act like a little shit about it is utp, but alexei doesn’t know that they know, you know?

you think you can outdrink me?: a muse who thinks they can outdrink him, but they never can, could turn into a whole little competition, could be really funny

classical music lovers: title says it all, two nerds passionate about classical music, bonus if this muse is a fan of his parents or has heard of them

slow love: a poor, unfortunate muse that likes him. they could like how nice and down to earth he is, alexei could even know that they like him, but considering how iffy he is about relationships, well… yeah

all my friends are fake: someone who doesn’t like him because they think his whole nice guy act is fake, or maybe doesn’t like him for whatever other reason

book nerds: a fellow book and comic lover like him, maybe they spend their time in the library being literal nerds

cry baby: another muse who is sensitive like he is, they’re just soft besties and want peace and love, very wholesome friendship

or we can brainstorm!

birthchart ;

#california.intro #trauma tw #implications of depression tw #toxic relationship tw #i think tbh

[thefloorisbalaclava]

using your spotify top 100 playlist, shuffle 10 songs and tag 10 people 🎶

tagged by @fireproofmarta 💙

unskinny bop - poison

yellow ledbetter - pearl jam

let's go crazy - prince

doin' time - sublime

techno cumbia - selena

pass the mic - beastie boys

suavemente - elvis crespo

tom sawyer - rush

cry little sister (the lost boys theme) - gerard mcmann

bagatelle no. 25 in a minor, "für elise" - ludwig van beethoven (played by lang lang)

tagging whomever wants to do it!

#tag game

[small-strong-bookish-butch]

Nobody:

Me: Für Elise Jam FUCKS

#personal #in case anyone is wondering. it’s a lot like fur elise but more poppy and jazzed up #i always forget how much i love this song #classical music #song cover #would recommend #music #okay to reblog #i have opinions

[socioroy]

TENTANGNYA.

𝕭iodata 𝕾ingkat —·

Nama: Roy Gideon Arthemist

Usia: 3,000 tahun

Jenis Kelamin: Pria

Warna Rambut: Pirang

Warna Mata: Biru

Tinggi Badan: 183 cm

Berat Badan: 75 kg

Tanggal Lahir: 26 Mei, XXXX

Asal: Mystia

Klan: Arthemist

Ras: Vampire

𝕷atar 𝕭elakang —·

Arthemist adalah salah satu klan vampir terbesar ketiga di Mystia. Roy adalah anak pertama dari dua bersaudara sekaligus pewaris tahta sang papa. Klan Arthemist terkenal dengan keganasannya dalam berburu darah manusia suci yang lahir 500 tahun sekali. Roy memiliki seorang adik, namanya Kenneth Arthemist.

Roy dan Kenneth tumbuh bersama sedari mereka kecil. Namun, mulai disaat usia mereka remaja, Kenneth mulai menunjukkan banyaknya perubahan dimana ia lebih ganas daripada klan Arthemist manapun. Bahkan larangan turun temurun di klan Arthemist yang berisi

“DILARANG MENGISAP DARAH ANAK MANUSIA YANG BERUMUR DIBAWAH 15 TAHUN”

ia langgar karena nafsunya akan darah. Menurutnya, darah manusia muda itu lebih segar dan manis daripada darah manusia dewasa.

Roy pun sama. Dia juga ganas. Namun bedanya ia masih mematuhi larangan klannya. Ia hanya memangsa manusia-manusia dewasa. Tepat setelah ia bertemu Lila; Chalila Luminesia.

Saat itu ia melihat Lila sedang memandangi moonflower di pekarangan rumahnya. Entah, Roy yang biasanya tak tahan oleh tetesan darah, kini bisa ia tahan. Bahkan ia menampilkan senyum simpulnya tatkala semburat merah ia lihat di pipi si gadis saat ia melihat bebungaan itu. Dari situlah semuanya berawal.

3 bulan sudah ia dekat dengan Lila. Saat ia dekat dengan Lila, Roy sudah tak pernah lagi memangsa manusia. Ia lebih memilih menghilangkan dahaganya dengan menyesap darah hewani; naga, unicorn, sapi, kambing, zebra, dll. Roy hanya tak ingin, Lila tersakiti. Walaupun Lila tahu identitas asli dirinya sebagai seorang vampir, namun Lila memilih tetap bersamanya. Itulah alasan mengapa Roy sudah tak seganas dahulu. Terlebih, berkat Lila, ia menjadi bersahabat dengan banyak manusia. Ya. Bukan hanya dengan makhluk ghaib, kini ia bersosialisasi dengan manusia yang dulu sering ia buru.

Kabar ini terdengar sampai ke Papa Arthemist dan membuat beliau sangat murka. Bagaimana bisa pewaris tahta malah menjadi lembek terhadap manusia. Kenneth menawarkan dirinya untuk memberikan sang kakak pelajaran dan disetujui oleh sang Papa.

Malam itu, pukul 12 malam, Roy menunggu di taman kota Mystia yang dipenuhi oleh bunga Bakung. Ia memiliki janji dengan Lila. Namun detik berganti menit, menit berganti jam, Lila tak kunjung menunjukkan eksistensinya. Akhirnya Roy berinisiatif untuk menjeputnya di rumah. Namun sesampainya ia di depan jendela kamar Lila, ia melihat sang pujaan hati sudah lemas tak berdaya, kaku, pucat... Karena Kenneth menghisap darahnya.

“BANGSAT! WOY BAJINGAN!” teriak Roy seraya menarik kerah kemeja sang pria bersurai putih dengan kasarnya.

Pertengkaran mereka tak bisa dielak dan Roy tak bisa menahan gejolak dalam dirinya dimana ia mulai goyah. Lila yang selalu mengajarkan kebaikan padanya seolah sudah menjadi kebiasaan buat Roy. Roy selalu terbayang dimana ia dan Ken menghabiskan masa kecilnya bersama, membuatnya membiarkan Ken menghajarnya sampai lebam seluruh tubuhnya.

“Tinggalin Mystia. Lo gak pantes jadi pewaris Arthemist.”

Kenneth meninggalkan Roy di kamar gadisnya dengan kondisi tubuh Lila yang sudah kaku membiru. Tak bisa lagi Roy tahan tangisannya. Ia menguburkan jasad kekasihnya itu dengan layak semestinya manusia. Roy memutuskan untuk meninggalkan negaranya. Negara dimana ia lahir dan dibesarkan, sampai ia bertemu dengan Lunar dan menemukan kehidupan barunya disana.

𝕿rivia —·

Asal Usul Nama: Nama Roy Arthemist diambil dari gabungan dua kata, Roy yang berasal dari bahasa Perancis yang berarti raja, dan Arthemist yang diambil dari nama dewi Artemis dalam mitologi Yunani kuno, yang merupakan lambang kekuatan dan keberanian.

Koleksi Buku Kuno: Roy memiliki koleksi buku kuno yang sangat luas, termasuk naskah-naskah langka tentang sejarah, mitologi, dan ilmu gaib. Dia sering menghabiskan waktu luangnya untuk mempelajari dan menyelidiki pengetahuan yang terkandung di dalamnya.

Keahlian dalam Seni Pertarungan: Meskipun lebih memilih menyelesaikan konflik secara damai, Roy juga memiliki keahlian dalam seni pertarungan, terutama dalam menggunakan pedang dan seni bela diri kuno. Dia menggunakan keahliannya ini hanya jika tidak ada pilihan lain dan untuk melindungi diri dan orang-orang yang dicintainya.

Penggemar Musik Klasik: Roy adalah penggemar musik klasik. Dia sering mendengarkan komposer-komposer terkenal seperti Beethoven, Mozart, dan Bach untuk menenangkan pikirannya dan mendapatkan inspirasi.

Pencinta Alam yang Berbakat: Roy memiliki kecintaan yang mendalam pada alam dan memiliki bakat alami dalam memahami bahasa binatang. Dia sering berkomunikasi dengan makhluk-makhluk hutan dan sering menjadi perantara antara manusia dan alam.

Pengguna Setia Teknologi Kuno: Meskipun hidup di era modern, Roy memiliki kecenderungan untuk menggunakan teknologi kuno, seperti pena dan kertas untuk mencatat informasi, bahkan ia masih menggunakan telepon genggam merk Nokia yang identik dengan antenanya itu.

Kekuatan Tersembunyi: Meskipun tampak tenang dan terkendali, Roy memiliki kekuatan vampir yang dahsyat yang dapat dia gunakan dalam situasi darurat. Dia hanya menggunakan kekuatannya sebagai upaya terakhir dan berusaha untuk menghindari penggunaannya jika memungkinkan.

- Roy G. Arthemist

[fettesans]

Left, photograph by Zi Xu, My printer jammed while printing out Beethovens Fur Elise and what came out is only what I’d describe as a piece of music with a threatening aura, posted on Twitter January 5, 2022. Right, Man Ray, The Eye That Sees Everything, 1919, Airbrush and brush and gouache on tan wood-pulp laminate board, 30,5 × 24,6 cm. Via.

Beethoven’s Für Elise is one of his most popular works, and yet it was only published years after his death. If he could have known that Für Elise would have become one of his most famous works, he would—as Jan Swafford puts it—‘have been astounded and probably outraged’ (Swafford 2014: 538). As well as being a key piece in the repertoire of young pianists, it is also an unmistakable earworm, appearing in television shows such as Futurama and The Fresh Prince of Bel Air, adverts for Adidas and McDonald’s, and on countless phones as a ringtone. While the fame of Für Elise today is indisputable, its history is not so clear. Via.

In 1918, in New York, Man Ray decided to paint without making use of any of the traditional tools of the painter-neither an easel, nor brushes, palette, or tubes of color. Instead, he used a spray gun, and he called the resulting paintings “aerographs.” The All-Seeing Eye,  while not an “aerograph,” is informed by Man Ray’s experiments with industrial techniques. Via.

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10. Drift: To wander to stray lightly, gently, effortlessly, offering no resistance as if suspended and floating in the air and usually seeming to leave the choice of direction to the drift of air; to pass without contributory effort or serious resistance or become borne slowly by imperceptible dgrees (sic) toward or away from an association or into or out of some state; to retain momentum for a time after shutoff of power. Since I overtake him immediately, “there is no reason to keep running.”)

“on the street”: idle, homeless, out of a job.

Vito Acconci, from A situation using streets, walking, running, «0 to 9», No. 6, Street Works, (supplement), Edited by Vito Acconci & Bernadette Mayer, New York, NY, July 1969. Via. PDF.

#diptych #linked excerpts

[goldenguillotines]

FÜR ELISE

"Do you ever feel.. bad? Maybe a moment where something was a burning reminder?"

He was unsure.. Did he? The indigo looked down to his cup of tea, his reflection warped by the yellow ripples. The longer he stared his reflection faded and the room warped around him. The smell of the Cafe turned rancid.. burning his lungs and stung his eyes.

The echoing of hearts and chatter were all so close yet so far from him. Silence was nothing he could ever have.. His friends voice blended into static, everything was ringing harshly in his ears. It echoed deeply in his soul. He wasn't sure he was enjoying this anymore.

Nobayo never had believed he was someone to consider anything a bother or a painful reminder. Being alive for as many sweeps as he has- truly warped what he believed as a troll. He wasn't allowed to exhibit feelings, they were something he was told would interfere with his training.

No.. it wasn't training. It was practice. Yes. It was piano practice. That is what they said it was. But was it? He had only of recent started to question the reality that he had remembered.

His fingers drummed against the side of his face nervously, sweat rolled down thr back of neck- eyes unfocused and twitching.

The tablecloth turned to metal, the black paint chipping around the edges.. the walls were fridged and bright red. The color always made him wince, it drowned him out and caused his head to pound. It was like torture to be surrounded by it day in and out.

He was no longer spending time with a friend. It was that day wasn't it?

He looked up, his commander stood before him, their words were garbled to his ears. He always hated their voice, he wanted to tear himself to shreds whenever he heard their heartbeat, their breathing- their ugly ugly voice.

They grabbed him with their filthy hands and dragged him into the practice room. So many trolls were packed into the tiny space, fear and pity across their faces.. They were ordered to be there. Yes. He remembered that.

He was placed in the seat, his eyes staring forward as he has been told,

"Play Für Elise."

He had complied, shutting his eyes as he pushed back the fallboard. His fingers splayed across the cool keys, soon falling into the familiar melody.. His thoughts drifting away as the melody carried him away from it all. Blissfully unaware.

His fellow crewmates watched, eyes shaky and tension high.. What form of punishment was playing the piano?

His commander stood behind carefully leaning over him, watching how his fingers drifted- their hands gripped the fallboard.. and with swift movement. Crashed it down onto his fingers. The painful crack of bone and the ungodly sound of piano keys being jammed down rang out.

No noise escaped him, the pain was indescribable, his breathing was picking up. It burned it was awful. Their grip loosened and the board was raised back up.

Indigo blood stained the pristine white keys and ran down his broken fingers. Jagged and warped. Bone shattered and cartilage torn. Seadweller strength was not one to trifle with, even he knew better and he knew he wasn't allowed to nurse these wounds. They were a his punishment.. he wasn't allowed to be scared. What right did he have as a waste of space? Their voice tickled the back of his neck, it burned-

"Who said to stop playing?"

He took a few shaky inhales and forced his hands to move. The whispers and chatter fell on deaf ears as he forced himself to continue to play, the pain was unbearable- forcing himself to contort his damaged appendages to glide across the keys. The more he moved, the more it hurt. The more he moved. The more he saw blue. The blue throbbed in his head, behind his eyes.. The blue dripped down the polished black housing. Sharp smell of iron rang heavy in his nose and he could even feel it on his tounge.

"Again."

and he did. He played again. Once more for his crimes. He didn't even recall what he had failed to do, he felt as if he was dying. He wanted to die.

"You have failed your mission, the simple task you had been assigned- to kill the child and make your escape. You humiliated me mutant."

They spat, their voice as harsh as the melody in his ears- each insult throwing him deeper in a delirious haze of questioning.. Why was he alive?

It felt like an eternity before he had been told to stop.. and then a sharp pain was felt in the back of his neck.

He watched as his body began to quickly repair the damage, the chemicals were only used to keep the elite alive.. yet his commander used them to torture him. To make sure he wouldn't die. To make sure they had a loyal pianist at their side. His body shook, the pain never faded. It never did after. It always stuck heavy in his body for weeks. He had never allowed himself to be comforted nor treated himself after.

The room was quiet as they watched him,

'freak..' 'I'm glad I'm not him' 'just don't fail and you'll be safe.' 'serves him right'

"You all. Learn from this. If you fail me, your punishment will be the same."

He gripped his hands tightly, his knuckles popping under the strain-

"Nobayo? Are you ok? You went a little quiet."

His eyes snapped upwards, to his friend, the memory faded from his mind and he now recalled.. He was supposed to be spending time with someone.

"-> am sorry -> recalled someth!ng -> forgot to add to my schedule. That !s all. -> take my work.. very ser!ously afterall."

He took a sip from the cup, clearing his throat promptly,

"To answer your !nqu!ry.. Every person has th!ngs they w!sh to forget. Even !f they are mundane or hold !mmense value. ->ts how you react or cope that makes the d!fference."

"Now enough talk on the matter. Why don't you talk about your new !nterest."

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#tw: body horror #tw: gore #tw: blood #tw: injury #tw: torture #? #Q #Nobayo

[strengthsapprentice]

MHA characters I like except they're songs in my playlist and reason why

Midoriya: Brittle Bones Nicky - Rare Americans

Okay, Rare Americans SLAPS. The song's basically about a bullied kid that learns to defend himself and honestly? Izuku vibes.

Bakugou: Bad Liar - Imagine Dragons

Bakugou is just a broken man who needs someone to understand him, which I think this song sums up perfectly

Todoroki: Girl With One Eye - Florence And The Machine

This song I personally believe is about boundaries and trauma, which also happens to be the two things about Roki that are most prominent.

Iida: Für Elise Nightmare (Dubstep Remix) - Kodeblooded

It's just a BOP and I mean it's a SLAPPING BOP, a mix of classical music with techno? Yes!!

Ashido: Good Time - Owl City/Carly Rae Jepson

A fun song for a fun character

Jirou: Hero Too - yes this is her actual song, leave me alone

Why assign her a song when she already has one?

Tsu: Drop Pop Candy - ROEL

A fun little tune for this gal, she'd jam to this

Kirishima: The Fighter - Gym Class Heroes

I am not fully convinced that this song wasn't written for Kiri. I mean, he'd be the kind of guy to make this kind of song!

Kaminari: Face Down - Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

As flirty as he seems, he's very anti ab*se and would kick the CRAP out of anyone who mistreats others

Aizawa: I Knead You - Chevy

A cute and simple song about kittens... What else could you want?

Thirteen: Starlight Brigade - TWRP/Dan Avidan

SPACE HEROES SPACE HEROES SPACE-

All Might: Primo Victoria - Sabaton

A song about war that also screams... Yes

I swear I'll write actual fanfiction-

#midoriya #deku #bakugou #todoroki #iida #ashido #mina #jirou #tsu #kirishima #kaminari #denki #aizawa #thirteen mha #all might #mha #bnha headcanons #bnha #mha headcanons

[miss-shirley]

@ladyarrowhead tagged me in a tiny tag game, thank you love 🥰

Five songs you've been listening to on repeat recently?

Lots of classical/instrumental music atm mixed with some random vintage bangers??! 😂

Trumpet Concerto in E Flat Major, III. Allegro by Joseph Haydn: One of my alltime favourite classical pieces even though I don't have a very strong connection to trumpet but I listened to this a lot as a child and it's so nice and cheerful ☺️🎺

Waltzing Matilda (Arr. Koncz) by Ray Chen: It's the aesthetic I wish I had in a song?? Also string instruments own my whole heart and it got me back into playing my violin ♥️🎻

Both Sides Now by Judy Collins: I really like this version even though Joni didn't reaaally approve but it just gives you such nostalgic feels and the lyrics are just 👌😌

Für Elise Jam by The Piano Guys: I mean come on, it sounds like old timey spies get into a fight in a theatre while the concert on stage is still going on and it switches between epic fight scenes and the pianist giving it their all 💃🏼

Head Over Heels by The Go-Go's: INSTANT GOOD MOOD!! And I actually got here through a musical soundtrack, at which point I have to add, showtunes are just my constant stream of music on repeat and it's very hard to pick individual songs from 😂

I honestly could go on and on, just - MUSIC!!

Last movie you watched?

Weirdly enough, a random German Christmas romcom that apparently was the German answer to the Dutch version of Love Actually 😂 it's called Alles ist Liebe (This is Love is the English title I think) and it was very cute, I liked a lot of the actors in it which is why I picked it to watch as sort of background entertainment

Currently watching?

I'm actually not really binging anything atm because I'm trying to read more but I'm very patiently awaiting every new Call The Midwife episode because it's just my favourite show of all time!! Have recently watched Years and Years though and scarred myself a little bit 🙆‍♀️

Currently reading?

Take Me Home Tonight by Morgan Matson which came out YESTERDAY, and it was basically made specifically for me (young adult novel about two best friends who are theatre nerds going out for an adventurous night in NYC)

Tagging: @cozcat @imspartawssem @josis-teacup @kettle-on and @rosegoldstarrynights ♥️ and as always, whoever feels like doing this, please tag me as the person who tagged you, I'd love to see what you've been up to 🥰

#tag game #me #music #books #movies

[yourcrushsstuff]

Bahkan, ketika jarum pendek jam di dinding telah menunjuk ke angka dua belas, Sky tak kunjung memejamkan matanya. Udara dingin yang mengundang gigil masuk lewat jendela kamarnya yang dibiarkan terbuka, membuat gorden putih itu berkibar-kibar dimainkan oleh angin malam. Seperti biasa, malam-malam di bulan desember selalu didominasi oleh hujan, angin dan bunyi gemuruh. Sky baru saja melihat kilat petir yang membuat terang halaman belakang, hingga sampai beberapa saat kemudian gemuruh datang mengambil alih, membuat Sky menutupi wajah dengan selimut. Meskipun samar, remaja empat belas tahun itu bisa merasakan kaca jendela bergetar sebab gemuruh yang datang secara terus-menerus.

Ketakutannya belum berakhir sampai di sana. Setelah menurukan selimut secara perlahan, wajah yang hanya tampak diterangi oleh lampu tidur di atas nakas itu berubah pias. Wajah Sky seperti mayat.

Denting piano terdengar mengalun pelan dari bawah. Sky tahu, itu berasal dari ruangan nenek. Selalu begitu, ketika hujan mulai turun, tuts-tuts piano yang menghasilkan nada-nada lembut itu seolah menganggu tidurnya, perasaannya. Sky bangkit sembari bersandar di dinding, memeluk lutut. Dia ketakutan, sebab di rumah ini tidak ada yang menaruh minat penuh pada piano selain nenek, dan beliau tentu tidak punya kesempatan lagi untuk itu, sebab setahun lalu raganya sudah tertimbun oleh tanah pemakaman.

Sky mengenali yang satu ini, bahkan mungkin sangat mengenalinya karena setiap hujan turun, Für Elise selalu dimainkan, memenuhi gendang telinganya.

Sebab sudah tak tahan lagi, Sky mendobrak pintu, kakinya meniti tangga dengan terburu-buru, turun ke lantai bawah. Petir masih berkilat-kilat marah, membuat terang sekitar. Di luar sana, angin mengamuk marah, Sky bergidik kala mendapati gorden-gorden besar di sepanjang tangga melambai-lambai.

Sampailah Sky di ruangan itu. Dengan napas yang masih terengah-engah, tangannya terangkat ragu, hendak memutar kenop pintu. Kini alunan piano itu berhenti. Menyisakan suara hujan dan gemuruh yang makin menggila di luar sana. Sky menggeleng pelan, matanya terpejam ketika meyakinkan diri. Begitu pintu tersebut terbuka, diikuti bunyi derit yang membuat Sky sedikit meringis. Tampaklah keadaan di dalam.

Seorang gadis sedang duduk di sana, jemarinya menyentuh tuts-tuts piano.

Mata Sky melebar seiring dengan kepala gadis itu yang tertoleh. Mereka sama-sama saling memberikan tatapan terkejut.

"Ma ...."Suara gadis bergaun putih itu gemetar. Dia menoleh ke arah wanita paruh baya yang duduk di sofa, juga memandang ke arah pintu.

"Pintu itu." Sky melihat gadis itu menelan ludah takut."Siapa yang membuka pintu?"

[birthclod]

the larry and ludwig fight in paper jam, but it's the video of the two dudes one with a rubber chicken and the other with a piano and they're playing für elise

#now to see if anyone remembers what im talking about #when the cookie crumbles #koopalings #paper jam

[scarletnerd05]

10 Questions

Rules: Answer 10 questions, come up with 10 of your own and tag 10 people. Thank you m’dear @yespumpkindoodlesthings for the tag :D

1. Tell me about a piece of art you love? This may be a bit of a common answer but i love a Starry night by Van Gogh. Have always loved the night sky and this is one of the first pieces of art i really remember. And because i feel like being extra and it’s also a form of art. I love Beethoven’s Für Elise. Wish i could play it.

 2. A really good meal? Spaghetti bolognaise hands down.

3. What’s something you have a sentimental attachment to? I have some stuffed dog teddy bears i received as a gift i’ve had for years that never leave my bed.

 4. Hot or cold drinks? Cold drinks all day, have to be in the mood for a hot drink

 5. A class or subject you enjoyed? In school one of my favourite subjects was history.

 6. How are we all handling the question, ‘what are you reading?’ from our friends and family, if the answer is fanfic? My parents don’t really ask much. Sometimes i’ll laugh out loud at something and they may ask what was funny. When i say fanfic they tend to leave it at that. Unless i’m in a sharing mood and will recite the moment for them, only for them not to get it and me to go back to reading haha.

 7. What’s your desert island album? Oh why is choosing so hard. I’m gonna go with QUEEN

8. What activity gives you flow (enjoyment of process, happiness, sense of well being)?  Although i’m not good at it (as answered below) i do enjoy cooking (again as answered below, if it is one of the pasta dishes i am comfortable with) I have music going, i’m singing along and i know some deliciousness is going to be the result :D

9. Can you cook? i'm pretty comfortable with some pasta dishes but other than that i tend to stick to throwing frozen things in the oven.

10. Smooth or crunchy peanut butter?  i have never actually had peanut butter, so Jam :D

And for my questions: 

1) What is one magic spell you wish you could perform?

2) What was your favourite toy when you we’re little? (or still - no judgement :D )

3) Have you ever broken a bone? - If yes, which bone & how (if you’re comfortable telling)

4) What is one food you could not be paid to eat?

5) What inanimate object do you wish you could eliminate from existence?

6) Is there anything you collect? - If so, what?

7) Are you hoarder or a minimilist?

8) What is the weirdest thing you have seen in someone else’s home?

9) What mythical creature would improve the world most if it existed?

10) What’s the funniest/coolest fact you know?

Tagging: @littlemrscookie @fishoutofcamelot   @dumbhotbitchknightgwaine   @blushingbarnes   @grimeysociety   @dresupi   @dragongoddess13   @mrslilyrogers   @ivegotmerlinandmusicals   @sneetchstar 

#Sorry if you've already been tagged #also sorry if i bug you with tags haha #tag game

[kth1]

random asks

tagged by @hoseoknysus

your favorite album: Agust D-2

your favorite music genre: pop, alternative

your favorite song: at this very moment Your eyes tell by BTS

most listened to artist(s): honestly i just listen to songs more than an entire artist

an album that’s important to you: Hannah Montana 2/Meet Miley Cyrus

a song that’s important to you: Love Fool by The Cardigans 

what makes you like a song: beats

your favorite instrument to hear in a song: harp

a song to dance to: cha cha slide 

a song from your childhood: Wannabe - Spice Girls

a song that reminds you of love (of any kind): Für Elise Piano Version by Beethoven

a song you love lyrically: Seoul by RM

tagging: @out-of-jams @jeonsweetpea @jinterlude @dee-ehn @mindays @jintobean 

#game

[milatherese]

Music and Memories

Sometimes, hearing a certain song on the radio reminds us of the first time we listened to it on repeat or the first time we jammed out to it with some friends. We remember the emotions we were feeling, the people we were with, and just how into the song we were. It appears that music helps bring back memories. This is true. Some researchers from the University of Iowa discovered that music indeed evokes vivid autobiographical memories. Music therapists base some of their methods on this type of research – some help stroke survivors learn to walk while playing music from their time (childhood, teenage years, etc.) and they have found that they can re-learn basic movements faster with the help of music.

That being said, I also have experienced music bringing back certain memories.

(okay this will take a slightly drastic turn but I thought it would be cool to share all the above with you)

I don’t know if these will ever be of use to you, but I am assuming that sharing this with you will satisfy your interest in learning more about me and/or it may provide some clarity should we ever be in a situation where I walk out upon hearing a certain song. I don’t really have anything else to say so here’s a list of some songs and a short[-ish] description as to why I may walk out or cover my ears or have a full-blown anxiety attack when I hear them:

Can’t Help Falling In Love – Elvis Presley

I was playing this song on the piano in front of a guy friend just for fun (I needed a song in C Major - I was working on a project) when a mutual acquaintance walked up and asked “are you guys in love or something?” I immediately stopped playing and my friend and I shared a confused look. I later discovered a lot of people in our circle thought we were dating. I think he wanted to be more than friends but was too scared to act on it. We haven’t spoken since I left that school.

We Could Happen – AJ Rafael

I highly doubt this would ever be playing in public but this song holds similar memories to the one above.

anything by NSYNC or Backstreet Boys

I once had a mentor in the medical field. I used to volunteer at his place and he would often play songs by NSYNC or Backstreet Boys while we were working. It was very enjoyable until one day he walked in angry. Unfortunately, he was still receptive to other people’s emotions and asked me why I looked sad (I was sad that he was angry for no reason) and demanded I share with him why (I didn’t). I never returned (I said “Bye Bye Bye”… ba dm tss). One day, however, I walked by and overheard my name. I stopped to listen and he was speaking ill of me and others.

Für Elise – Beethoven

I once had a toy clown that would dance to this song at the push of a button. Unfortunately, the toy was defective and the clown would dance at random hours, even at the wee hours of the morning. Needless to say, I was scarred by this eery midnightly occurrence.

[thestarmaker]

All the song asks!

aaaa thank you!!!!! I tried not to repeat any songs

1: A song you like with a color in the title10,000 Emerald Pools - Børns

2: A song you like with a number in the title99 - Barns Courtney

3: A song that reminds you of summertimeAnna Sun - Walk The Moon

4: A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget aboutKombucha - Winnetka Bowling League

5: A song that needs to be played LOUDLost On You - LP

6: A song that makes you want to danceMissed Connection - The Head And The Heart

7: A song to drive toCity Traffic Puzzle - The Hush Sound

8: A song about drugs or alcoholNovocaine - Green Day

9: A song that makes you happyLife Party - TWRP

10: A song that makes you sadDying in LA - Panic! At The Disco

11: A song that you never get tired ofForgive Me Friend - Smith & Thell feat. The Swedish Jam Factory

12: A song from your preteen yearsFireflies - Owl City

13: One of your favorite 80’s songsIn Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel

14: A song that you would love played at your weddingMirrors - Justin Timberlake

15: A song that is a cover by another artistLet’s Get Married - Mitski (originally by Bleachers)

16: One of your favorite classical songsFür Elise - Beethoven

17: A song that would sing a duet with on karaokeJust Give Me A Reason - P!nk and fun

18: A song from the year that you were bornAll Star by Smash Mouth baby!

19: A song that makes you think about lifePluto - Sleeping At Last

20: A song that has many meanings to youNorthern Downpour - Panic! At The Disco

21: A favorite song with a person’s name in the titleThe Harold Song - Kesha

22: A song that moves you forwardWelcome To The Black Parade - My Chemical Romance

23: A song that you think everybody should listen toHarbor - Vienna Teng

24: A song by a band you wish were still togetherHurricane - The Hush Sound

25: A song by an artist no longer livingSpace Oddity - David Bowie

26: A song that makes you want to fall in loveSidekick - Walk The Moon

27: A song that breaks your heartStay - Lewis Watson

28: A song by an artist with a voice that you loveNever Let Me Go - Florence + The Machine

29: A song that you remember from your childhoodYou Were Meant For Me - Jewel

30: A song that reminds you of yourselfSoft to Be Strong - Marina

#thanks nonnie!!!!! #this was really fun #i had a bit of crisis upon realizing the hush sound hasn't done anything in twelve years lmao #also please listen to harbor it's s o pretty #so much of her stuff is #her voice is gorgeous and the instrumentals are beautiful... #also any of my college friends should listen to kombucha and laugh about it with me