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robynthinks · 5 months
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new mix for mudaki's show on radio plato. there is no tracklist (for now) but a little competition attached: “There’s a special connection behind all the tracks played in this mix. A recurring theme throughout the whole mix. There’s no tracklist (for now) but if you think you know what the theme behind this mix is, give me a shout! You’ll get a little prize if you tell me the correct answer! :) “
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priokskfm · 5 months
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#MixOfDay #Podacast #Radioshow #LiveDjset KISSMABASS #22 ft. Kwatee Our special serias of KISSMABASS Podcast. Compiled and recorded by Kwatee special for Mudra music, october 2023. Follow Kwatee: https://ift.tt/5dkTFJM Welcome to our home: www.mudramusic.ru www.t.me/mudramusic www.vk.com/mudracommunity
 https://ift.tt/JStfpQu https://ift.tt/j43iR2B https://ift.tt/icwozls Tracklist: loading ... dnb, jungle, Kwatee, KISSMABASS, halfstep, mudra, 'n', "modern drum & bass", "future beats", "hi-tech dnb", "bass music", "rave for the brave", "Mudra music", "broken beats", "liquid drum'n'bass", "kissmabass podcat", "dance floor sound"
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dragonzblood420 · 6 months
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check out my song & visual edit 🖤
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passengerpigeons · 1 year
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I literally bought cork grease for my saxophone a few weeks ago. I should whip it out again sometime
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tsubasaclones · 2 years
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i wonder what music sounds like to people who cant hear half steps
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jekyelle · 1 year
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if i ever say “man i wanna know the basics of music theory” ever again kill me on the spot immediately please
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neverendingford · 1 year
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jpricephotography · 1 year
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We’re all in! Ain’t no #halfstepping. In the water with the absolutely beautiful fit mom @ms_militsa checking all the body boxes ✅!#meetmeatthelake 📸: @jpricephoto #nikonusa #stellaprolights #texassunset #sunkissedskin #girlswholift #inkedgirls #sunsetshoot #fitbody (at Dallas, Texas) https://www.instagram.com/p/CleudmXuRjP/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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faery-wizard · 1 year
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do a little twirl, halfstep, prance, now its time to necromance! one step more, hands on your head, soon come back the souls of the dead! boom bo bam dadum dudam bum bam bum bum bum badadu dum dam
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sivavakkiyar · 2 months
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I met the Jersey Devil once. Down at the crossroads (in the pines, in the pines). I offered to sell it my heart. It ate it right in front of me. Now I kind of sound like Bon Jovi but always a halfstep off the note I’m aiming at
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farmergilesofham · 10 months
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The Vanguard Swimsuit Fic, Part 4: Ada-1
"Yo Ada, how's it hangin!"
Ada-1 looked up from the Loom's command console, taking in the unusually jolly-looking Guardian coming down the Annex stairs.
"Hello Guardian. Do you have need of my services?"
"Yeah a bit. I've got a few questions actually, so I'll start with the first: can the Loom produce Ether?"
Ada looked back at the Loom, considering the question for a moment. The ambient chittering of nearby Eliksni, once an unnoticed hum, died down to little more than a whisper. The massive steel arms of the Loom thrummed with power as they folded a fresh batch of Synthweave in on itself, the soon-to-be programmed matter tinkling like an ocean of quiet windchimes.
"Yes. I think it could make Ether, but we would need a lot of Glimmer, and a lot of Methane, too."
The room burst into a wave of excited chittering, as Dregs rushed from one side of the room to the other, making extra sure that everyone else had heard what they thought they had heard. The few human workers, tinkering with the processing systems below Ada's balcony, stared around in mixed wonder and confusion. Meanwhile, the Guardian's face had lit up in an incredulous smile.
"You're serious? You could actually make Ether??"
Ada looked stately as ever, unperturbed by the sudden chaos of the room.
"Yes. But, it would take more Glimmer than the Vanguard budget could possibly allow, and more material than I have reach to import. Not to mention the difficulty in acquiring that material to begin with. I'm afraid that short of a miracle, there is nothing I can realistically do."
Her voice cut through the excitement, stamping it out like a flood over a campfire. Previously-elated Eliskni's shoulders slumped, conversation lowered, and one Dreg simply sat down, hard, their legs giving out beneath them. Nobody moved to help. The silence rolled out like a cold blanket, enveloping everyone in the room.
The Guardian broke that silence with another question.
"Ada, d'you have any Black Armoury weapons left over - things you never ended up giving to Guardians?"
Ada shot them a stern look, before returning to her stately repose. This was a subject already extensively discussed, and immediately struck down on every occasion.
"No. No weapons, not anymore." "The most I could give you is a Sparrow model the late Ms. Holliday worked on, but never finished. You should know," she said, again doling out a good dose of her particular brand of side-eye, "that I've parted ways with making weapons of war, Guardian. Permanently."
The Guardian simply nodded, and continued unabated:
"That'll work. I'm going to go upstairs and talk to Zavala about organising a few things, including the possibility of something to do with this."
Ada cocked her head to the side in confusion.
"If you advertise to guardians that - by giving you a certain amount of material and Glimmer over a, say, three-week period - they can get a Black Armoury sparrow which had been personally worked on by Amanda before her death, I think you will see some significant interest."
Ada remained silent, pondering.
"Now, imagine that you tell the guardians who want to participate that what you need is Methane and Glimmer. They will move Heaven and Earth and several other places to get their hands on the last thing our favourite Shipwright worked on."
Ada dipped her head, just a little, conceding the point.
"...I see your reasoning, Guardian. Some preparatory work would need to be done, and the Sparrow would need to be finished, but such a plan could work."
The room exploded with noise. Ada flinched a little, as the volume in the workspace shot through several decibel ranges; having felt a nascent joy, then dark despair, then the thunder-gold of pure renewed jubilation, the Eliskni had all either burst into tears, or into song. The Guardian was smiling so widely it almost hurt, but they, too, were a halfstep from openly crying. Ada affected to take all this calmly, of course, but the shifting of her feet and trembling of her entwined fingers betrayed the ancient exo's true feelings. Everyone, even those who did not understand what had been said, could just as well have danced a jig together, were it not for the constraints of the room's elevation.
Not that that stopped a few particularly eager Eliksni workers, who went capering across the catwalks in the few more moments before, inevitably, Ada asked everyone to calm down a little.
The sound dimmed down again to a gentle murmur, but there was no way to banish the twinge of merriment from every audible voice.
"As I was saying, Guardian, some preparatory work still needs to be done. Since this is your idea, I entreat you to find me a suitable engineer, someone who can faithfully complete Amanda Holliday's work without losing the essence of her hand."
The Guardian's Ghost fizzled into a existence for a moment just to give Ada a wink - or whatever passes for a wink when one only has a single eye (a saucy blink? No, that's the name of an all-Warlock club in the Lower City). Turning to the Guardian, Pebbles just bubbled:
"Noted!"
...before vanishing in a theatrical puff of holographic smoke.
"Hey so on another note, wouldya like to be in a swimsuit calendar?"
The room went dead silent again, every ear straining to hear Ada's answer.
"A what?"
"A swimsuit calendar! You know, the sort where good-looking folk lounge around in photographs with barely anything on?" it had not seemed to occur to the Guardian that hearing this may have some kind of adverse effect on Ada, as they stepped back in surprise when the Loom's Architect gave a most unusual utterance. One could even say it sounded almost like a huff of indignation.
"Absolutely not! I am no exotic creature to be gawked at, Guardian! Out! Out I say!"
The rosy colour of the ancient exo's cheek under-lighting told a slightly different tale, but the Guardian was not about to argue and lose all the goodwill they had just gained from their Sparrow idea. With a nod and a bouncing of feet, they traipsed back up the stairs to the Annexe, leaving Ada to fume on her own.
Yet who would they bump into at the top of those stairs if not the Drifter, who stopped them and pulled the Guardian aside.
"Hey, hot shot, you know you don't have to rope me into this whole mess, right? Ole Drifter's gettin' a bit too old for this--"
"Nuh-huh Drifty, you're going on the front page~" The Guardian said with a wide grin, though their eyes flicked to something in the former Dredgen's hand.
Clasped not-so-tightly in his grip were what looked like brand new Tex Mechanica Sparrow keys, the leather tag still shiny under the lamplight.
"Like what you see, hero? It's yours if you ju--"
"Ooooooh absolutely not. You're not worming your way outta this one. I've already sent Eris and Elsie both a message, so you made extra sure you're there on the day, hear?"
The Drifter visibly wilted under the Guardian's jolly glare, and half-heartedly still tried to peddle the Sparrow at them, but to no avail. Away they went, leaving the grizzled troublemaker to his own thoughts, which went something along the lines of: I'm not getting out of this, am I? in a dejected little voice as Germaine mouthed the words.
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Some time later, Ada-1 heard the stomping footfalls of another Guardian, and was just about to politely request they leave her alone when she realised who it was that stumped awkwardly down the narrow descent.
Saint-14, walking with a gait that almost implied fear, if not at least great anxiety, came up to Ada and whispered something to her, in a voice so used to shouting that the words still echoed across the room.
Ada stood and just stared at him for a while, then said:
"Do you at least have his measurements?"
The legendary exo nodded, and passed her a bundle of clothing topped with sheet of paper bearing a few carefully-written sets of numbers.
"Well, alright."
This was going to be a long day.
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Hello and welcome to chapter 4! This has taken a good deal longer to finish than I expected it to, mostly on account of some life stuff getting in the way. I hope you enjoyed the read, and we'll be rejoining our characters in...
Chapter 5: Taming the Wolf
If there's anything you'd like to see, or any character interaction you'd like to have appear, do send me an ask.
Aight that's all folks, see ya next time!
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paperlovesadness · 1 year
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List Of Miles Kane/AM/TLSP songs I personally believe may be about Miles/Alex (don't come at me, these are theories) SO I've been pleasantly surprised with the response to my little Star Treatment as an Alex/Miles song theory - with some people even asking me to do more. I still haven't gotten to it - because quite honestly I'm not sure which song to go with next. So being the person I am I decided to first make this lil list.
And of course - as a capricorn (or a psychopath?) I color-coded it too. And even used bold in some. With the code being: ________________________________
yellow - I feel like it's one of them writing about the other, but the lyrics don't give too much to go off of orange - there's some more lyrics to go off of but still it's not so full on red - these convince me the most. There's much more material that brings to mind Alex/Miles specifically (to me) in there bold - this is just to epmhasize. As like a halfstep between colors (I'm very over the top)
! - A few have exclamations because I find those especially compelling. ________________________________ Everything You've Come to Expect (2016)
The Element of Surprise
The Bourne Identity
The Dream Synopsis
Tranquility Base Hotel and Casino (2018)
Star Treatment
Tranquility Base Hotel & Casino
Golden Trunks
Science Fiction
The Ultracheese
Anyways
Coup de Grace (2018)
Too Little Too Late
Cry On My Guitar
Loaded
Cold Light of the Day
! Killing the Joke
Coup de Grace
Silverscreen
The Wrong Side of Life
Something to Rely On
! Shavambacu
Change the Show (2022)
Don’t Let It Get You Down
Nothing’s Ever Gonna Be Good Enough
! See Ya When I See Ya
Never Get Tired of Dancing
Tell Me What You’re Feeling
Change the Show
Caroline
! Adios Ta-Ra Ta-Ra
The Car (2022)
There'd Better Be a Mirrorball
Jet Skis on the Moat
Mr. Schwartz I'll probably take on an interpretation of one of Miles' songs soon. Cause they convince and compell me the most when it comes to these theories. Hope to do that soon!
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dangermousie · 5 months
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So, the start of one of my fave OTPs starts with him conducting a search of her house, as one does...
In the aftermath of Cao Cao's failed assassination attempt, Diaochan finds adopted daddy with a dagger preparing to cut his throat. This would have been a very different narrative if she came in a bit later but as it is, she cool-headedly talks him out of it pointing out that clues point out Dong Zuo is not sure. Common sense to the rescue! She also points this out. Love ancient politics.
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Lu Bu is here armed with a search warrant. Search warrant being "daddy ordered and I got an army and sharp weapons."
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God, she's the only one with brains.
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I love how he always is about a halfstep from going on a full scale massacre of anyone who looks at him sideways and yet in terms of romantic relationship, he's pretty much the sole man who has any rights in this whole drama (except for ZL.)
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Bwhahahaha
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Good news. He's only here to search the house to see if Cao Cao is hiding here (yeah, it means Warlord suspects him but has no certainty yet, that's something).
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So they are searching the house and he sees a movement out of the corner of his eye. It's Diaochan in her quarters but of course he has no idea. EEEE! On rewatch, I am so stoked!
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And then he sees not an assassin but a beautiful woman. I kinda love how they are both frozen but while she's affected, he's completely spell-bound. I approve of psycho experiencing love at first sight.
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"Also future wife of both you and your dad."
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That is the most entertaining first meeting ever "so yeah, I was there to search her father's house for traitors and if we found them, she'd have gotten executed along with everyone but luckily that didn't happen and instead we hooked up." Or something. You just know he is dying to ask her out for the ancient Chinese equivalent of a coffee date (A public hanging? A sword-fighting exhibition?)
Anyway. This is even more entertaining if you upend "wanna go out with me?" to the end of each of his sentences.
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She starts spinning an amazing mix of lies and truth. Love her. Also, he sees what he assumes (due to design and pride of place), Minister's ancestral dagger, one they thought Cao Cao was trying to use in the assassination and why they thought the Minister was involved. If the dagger is still in Minister's house, as opposed in warlord's possession post-assassination attempt, that means he's not involved (or so they think. This is a much fancier replica - everybody believes this is the original when it isn't).
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Heh...flattery will get you everywhere. Also look how happy he is he doesn't have to murder her fam.
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Delicious!!!!
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Anyway, it says volumes that as smart and cool under pressure as she is, she eventually just says fuck it and basically engages in a suicide mission because she doesn't want to live without him. She very much had the smarts and the looks to continue as a cherished side piece for some powerful man but she really did not want to at all.
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rustbeltjessie · 11 months
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Carnies
That's what we went for, Holly and I, not for the rides or the games we couldn't win. What were we then, fourteen, fifteen, wearing cut-offs and our brothers' workshirts. Holly tossing her hair as we walked down the midway, her talking big and me saying nothing, a halfstep behind her. But don't you know how deep summer crawls inside you in a town like that. You can't keep still, you need fast fresh air from another place. And if boys your own age try showing off for you there, you nod and shrug but keep glancing away. You look over at the quick swipes of grease on the jeans of some muscled roustabout unlocking the safety bars on the Octopus, you watch the flutter of his T-shirt, the travel of his eyes. And when he looks at you you're caught not knowing what to do, and afraid to smile. You just move on through that broken-down music. Holly and I, we took our time getting on and off those rides, we craved that coolness just an extra second airborne, scrambling summer and Main Street and a stranger's level gaze. And you bet we'd take them home with us, their soft goddamns that followed us out, and wouldn't we toss all night with them, too.
—Debra Allbery, from Walking Distance (University of Pittsburgh Press, 1991)
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wildbeautifuldamned · 6 months
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1950's Round Black Box Beaded Purse Handbag Tortoise Colored Lucite Snap Top ebay halfstep
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