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wolfoftheblackflames · 3 months

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Hey, my misfits, who's hungry for more cute fluff, friends to lovers, and a tale as old as time?! Enjoy my Beauty and the Beast AU: Chaggie style!

The Devil and the Innocent: Pt.1

It was a long time ago, in a far-off place. A king had disappeared, leaving behind his daughter. The child was kind to a fault, but one day when the worst day of her life happened. She, in her fit of rage, brought hell upon her ex, the man had been caught cheating, locking herself away in her castle afterward, the Princess never came out again. “Why can't I find someone who loves me for me!” She would wail sobbing into her pillows.

Her cries were answered when an enchantress disguised as an old crone appeared at the door. Still in pain and distraught with none to comfort her, the Princess turned said woman away to the cold, apologizing as she closed the door. “Your heart has been shattered. You choose to live in isolation away from those you care about. Surely, this will help you find the one you seek.”

In a matter of moments the Princess crumbled forward, her body growing bigger and stronger. Her own workers also felt this change shifting into many different things to reflect the cruel joke the Enchantress placed upon the crew.

Thus was how the Devil and her mysterious castle came to be.

A sigh escaped the reader's lips, the Latina with the most beautiful shade of jade to her eye closed her book. “Thanks for reading to us, Miss Vagatha!” A child cooed smiling.

“Of course, now run along, I only said one story before your chores.” Vaggie smiled as the children giggled and scattered. She leaned back and sighed, wondering what books she could find or what her adopted mother Carmilla Carmine was making this time.

She got up dusting her beautiful white sundress off and hosting the brown leather bag over her shoulder. Vagatha or as most would call her Vaggie was the talk of the town, her elegant yet calm demeanor, her skills as a folk dancer, and the fact that she was the daughter of the King's best arms dealer Carmilla Carmine.

The people of Little Pride watched the woman walk through the streets.“Bonjour!” several greeted her smiling. Others watched her with skeptical looks.

“She's an oddball that one, she's beauty and grace despite the eyepatch that's on her face.” A woman spoke to her friend as they gossiped.

“Her face was either lost in dancing or pressed in a book.” The other replied as Vaggie paid no mind to them.

“She hardly ever has to look!” One child cooed seeing Vaggie effortlessly dodging the many carts.

Her stroll through the town was a simple one, she smiled softly entering one of her favorite stores, Angel's Archive, a bookstore run by the cutest south indian bookworm Emily and her mother Sera. “Hello Vaggie, are you here for the latest copy of Arms and Armor?” The bubbly browned haired girl asked, smiling.

“You know it.” The other girl replied, being handed the book.

“Thanks again for the continued patronage!” Emily grinned as Vaggie paid for the book. “My pleasure, see you, Em.”

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Vaggie casually wandered through the town on her way home, she always loved the rustic architecture, and the knights that would rarely pass by in order to restock their gear. “Well well, hello there Vagasaurus.” A scratchy male voice smirked, his tall muscular chubby body towering over her as Vaggie had sat down on the local fountain to read her book.

Her eye narrowed. “Haven't I told you not to call me that Adam?” She growled. “Need me to kick your ass again?”

“Ooo I love a woman who can kick ass. You're just making me the dickmaster hard babe.” Adam grinned, making Vaggie get up.

“¿por qué tengo que lidiar con este idiota…” (Why do I have to deal with this dick head) “Seriously Adam, fuck off.” The Latina stated walking away.

“Ooo I love it when your accent comes out, so exotic.” He purred. “Bet you're also still salty you got canned from the Exorcist Platoon for losing your eye.” He smirked, poking an old wound.

“And you're bringing this up, why?” Vaggie growled, her head starting to ache.

“Cause even if you play civilian, that doesn't mean I'll not recognize one of my top girls when you're out of uniform Vagasaurus.” Adam laughed, twirling on his finger, her old badge. “Though ya might wanna trim that mop of yours.” He smirked, motioning to the knee-length hair.

Vaggie's eye twitched as she couldn't hold back her temper anymore. “Apenada Carmilla…” (Sorry) She muttered under her breath and decked Adam in his stupid face. The taller man stumbled back but he smirked.

“There's the killer I know and love.” He purred satisfied. Vaggie soon hurried home, her heart racing from adrenaline.

Home however was on the outskirts of the town, it was a large grey stone building with smoke coming out of its chimney. Vaggie quietly ducked inside not noticing the fact Adam and his band had followed. Carmilla was often crafting new weapons with the help of her daughters, Vaggie was grateful to the arms dealer who had taken her in when she was abandoned on the outskirts after a nasty skirmish.

That day made the ex soldier shudder, it was a raid Adam led on a small outpost, but said outpost was actually a town filled with aboriginal people living their humble lives. “You'll surrender everything to us or your lives are forfeit!” The blood thirsty ex coworker Lute had roared.

The people didn't surrender, it was a bloodbath, Vaggie went into one of the homes and found two children and their mother shaking. Seeing their scared eyes still haunted Vaggie. “Get out of here, go now!” She had spoken, sending the trio away.

This didn't sit well with Adam who had seen it. While the others were distracted, he had ordered Lute to punish the traitor.

Vaggie broke out of her trance upon hearing the doors. “Not you again!” She growled seeing Adam.

“What? I won't take no for an answer, you'll be mine and it'll be great. I am thee dickmaster.” Adam smirked casually sitting down and mansplaning like he owned the place.

Vaggie sighed. No matter how many times she said no, this douche kept pressing despite the fact she wasn't really into men at all or anyone right now for that matter. She smirked evilly when Adam started munching loudly on chips. “Oh Adam, could you scoot to your right please?” She batted her eyelashes.

The idiot grinned, finally getting his way moving to the right so she could sit with him. “That's more like it..” He licked his lips. Vaggie casually did her alluring dance heading over to a lever. “Wait what?!”

“You really are stupid, wow. Anyway get the fuck outta my house!” She pulled it and sent Adam tumbling out through a trapdoor.

“Fucking bitch!!!!!” He roared splashing into the lake nearby. He growled, poking his head out of the water as Lute shook her head. “Not a word Lute..” He snarled and left with her.

Carmilla clapped, surprising Vaggie who blinked. “Never liked that man. Well done.” She smiled with her own two toned brown hair up as demon horns. “Now come along, I need your help in inspecting some weaponry.” Her voice was warm and motherly.

Carmilla was in her casual black tunic and slacks, she even sported some white gloves, a white and red pouch on her side, and some beautiful white boots.

Vaggie smiled and followed her, relieved that some of her soldier days could be useful.

“I was asked to head over to Zestial's domain for some tea and a business proposal.” Carmilla spoke after sorting through several weapons. “I'll be gone for a few days as the trip there is long.” She added and looked at Vaggie.

“Alright, but isn't Zestial’s territory beyond the Hellfire woods?”

“It is, but I've traveled it many times, and I can take care of myself.” Carmilla replied casually tapping her feet. Vaggie always found it so cool that her mentor had blades in her shoes since it made the fools drop their guard. “Now make sure the latest shipment is ready for transport, I'm sure Odette and Clara will be back soon with their wagons.”

Vaggie saluted and nodded. It made Carmilla chuckle a bit, but she then smiled warmly. “Umm?” Vaggie blinked confused.

“Here, I heard you lost yours during the skirmish, ex soldier.” The taller woman handed Vaggie a beautiful looking spear.

It was no secret to the Carmine family that Vaggie used to be a soldier. Carmilla being the first to notice. The spear looked similar to Vaggie's old one but instead of one side with a curved blade, it was wider, sharper, and hooked on both sides. “R-really? Is it for me Ms. Carmine?” She asked as she was baffled.

“Of course, you've proven yourself time and time again with keeping my home safe, Vaggie.” Carmilla replied but blinked, receiving a brief hug. She laughed a bit and petted Vaggie on the head.

It was soon time for the taller woman to depart as she climbed into the driver seat. She easily took the reigns of a handsome black and white stallion named Diablo. “Good luck on your trip Ms. Carmine!” Vaggie waved as the other woman departed.

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Elsewhere in the local tavern Adam was sulking. He couldn't believe that bitch Vaggie managed to pull one over on him. “Sir, no need to be so hung up over that traitor. After all you're Adam, the first man to ever conquer a village of over fifty thousand people.” Lute stated annoyed by his sulking.

Adam grumbled looking briefly at his second in command. He had to admit despite the vicious nature which he loved, Lute did have the hotter look with the short black bob, pale peach skin, grey armor over her black bodysuit, plus those sexy white gloves and heels. “I just hate it when I don't get what I want.” He replied grumpily.

Lute smirked a bit and handed him his favorite instrument. “It's annoying sir to see you so down.” She started as Adam blinked. He smirked and started to jam with his favorite girl. “Who cares about that mop bucket piece of shit bitch. You're the Dick fucking master.” She hyped him up, making Adam laugh with glee.

The girls easily swooned over Adam since the man often exposed his sexy chest hair through his white and gold long robe jacket, his lavender tunic underneath alongside some casual black trousers and boots. If there was any word to describe this man it would be “bear”.

“I am the man with the best dick around, come on ladies let's get down!” He roared into song, jamming hard. Though after his fun tavern party Lute took him aside. “Huh what's up danger tits?”

“Want to get back at the cunt?” She asked evilly. Adam's reply was a huge evil smirk. “Alright then, here's what I have in mind sir.”

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On the open road, Carmilla's carriage made its way to the cursed forest, its soft red mist echoing that of entering hell. She found it amusing and liked the route since it kept bandits off her ass. Diablo, however, whinnied and started to fuss. “What's wrong boy, ¿Estás asustado por algo?” (Are you spooked by something?) She spoke softly, trying to soothe the stallion.

He stomped his hooves and tried to wrestle free of his carriage binds. “Ah!” Carmilla yelped, being tossed off as Diablo managed to smash the carriage into a tree. “Diablo?!” She blinked but growled stranded in the forest.

Through some exploration, the woman found something she'd never seen before, a white and gold castle with the skies reddening as she got closer. Cautiously she knocked on the large wooden doors which made the door creep open.

“Who the hell is that broad?” A voice spoke. “Someone whose lost their fuckin way dipshit.” Another answered. “Quiet you two dumbasses.” The third hushed them.

“Tch, I don't like this..” Carmilla looked around the grand red entryway, it had a red brick staircase leading upward with golden handles and railing. The floor was a more muted grey with it being decorated by a large carpet bearing the symbol of two snakes intertwining over an apple.

“Not another word outta you two got it? Seriously Angel and Cherri learn to shut the fuck up.” A voice spoke quietly.

“Look can someone please come fucking out already? I lost my horse and the town's too far away to walk back.” Carmilla growled softly. “I'm willing to pay you for letting me stay the night since I don't want to walk back with it being so dark out.”

“Oooh wow, a bitch with an attitude. I like her.” Cherri smirked watching the tall woman.

“C'mon Husk she's got no place ta go.” Angel replied as Husk groaned.

Carmilla blinked, turning her head around picking up Angel as Cherri who had been turned into a wind up monkey smirked. “Who the fuck said that?!”

“Oooh, check out the mommy dommy hands on this one Angie!” Cherri grinned as Carmilla blinked, staring at her. “Hi there.”

“What the fuck?!” The woman replied as she then looked over at the snickering Angel. He was a four armed candlestick with five flames.

“Hiya mommy.” He playfully snickered.

“Now you've done it.” Husk sighed, being a talking wind up tuxedo cat.

Carmilla just blinked at the two, clearly confused. “How the fuck are you moving?” She had dropped Angel only to pick up Husk, curious as to how a children's toy is moving on its own.

“Long story I tell ya.” Angel snickered seeing Husk being toyed with. “Hey, quit it!” The cat hissed but blinked, noticing a small bit of blood on Carmilla's head.

“Dios mio..” (Oh my god) Carmilla sighed feeling like she's lost it.

“Oy demon lady, you're bleedin’.” Angel replied, waving one of his candles. “Follow us and we'll get that looked at.”

Carmilla grumbled but followed the odd trio of objects into the next room, not noticing the looming shadow that watched her from above.

“Ugh you two are gonna piss off the princess.” Husk muttered but moved aside as a cart wheeled over to Carmila who had been led to sit down in a rather large red velvet chair. “And we don't need another one of those rage moments.”

“Care for a nice cup of tea dearie?” A warm voice came from the beautiful Victorian style red and grey tea pot.

“Oh.. Um..” Carmilla looked a little surprised when a coat rack was bandaging her head. “Alright?”

“How about some music as well my dear?” A voice came from a rather nice looking mahogany radio with black knobs and glowing green lights.

“Ugh you idiots are going to alert the Devil.” Husk groaned, but the radio chuckled.

“Oh no need to be in such a tizzy Husker, a little music doesn't hurt anybody. Right Rosie?” Two beating red eyes looked over at the tea kettle.

“Of course Alastor, music is quite a nice way to enjoy some tea dearie.”.

Carmilla picked up the cup and took a sip from it. “Nyeh, why am I against a lady's lips!” A shrill voice came from the red tea cup as two cute yellow eyes blinked at Carmilla.

“What the fuck?!” She blinked but looked over the cup.

Quacking was heard as a footstool waddled its way over lifting Carmilla's feet up. Though it was strange and felt like a drug trip, Carmilla didn't seem to mind the great hospitality.

The crew jolted hearing the door slam open off its hinges. “Here we go…” Husk gulped. Carmilla growled, getting up fast and ready to fight, however she was easily subdued by powerful black claws coming around her neck.

“Who are you, why are you here?” That voice came out low and growly. Carmilla stared at the figure before her, her eyes wide. “Doesn't matter you're not welcome here…” The beast snarled, dragging Carmilla off as the other tried to follow.

Carmilla couldn't believe her eyes, whatever had her by the neck with ease was a giant massive beast with blonde fur, a wolf like snout, cloven red hooves, deep white eyes with red sclera, two red horns sticking out of its head, and a long spiked black tail with a triangular tip. “El diablo mismo…” (The Devil itself.) escaped her lips as the beast growled at her.

“What the fuck are you saying? Are you staring at me?!” The beast snarled slamming Carmilla into a wall. “I bet you've come to stare at the Devil huh? Well you've found her.”

“Hey hey! Princess, you're going to kill her!” Angel stated, waving at her.

“I'd love to see the blood bath.” Niffty giggled watching.

“All I wanted was a place to rest for the night. Agh…” Carmilla felt that grip tighten.

The Devil narrowed her eyes and growled. “I'll give you a damn place to stay as you wish.” She dragged Carmilla to the dungeons and locked the woman inside. “Now stay there and enjoy your new home.”

“What?!” Carmilla snapped trying to get out to no avail. “Damn it…” She growled, lowering her head.

(Heyo, I hope you guys like the fic so far, I literally worked several hours on this part alone. I'm breaking this down into parts from Beginning Middle and End with the full version being on my Ao3 for all to read. Thanks for reading!)

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famousinuniverse · 5 months

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Dances of India

Dance is an ancient and celebrated cultural tradition in India. Folk dances abound all across the country, and huge crowds of people can be found dancing at festivals and weddings. Dance and song features heavily in Indian cinema (so-called “Bollywood” films), too. But where does Indian dance draw its roots from? Here are six of the most important classical dance forms of India.

Classical Dances of India

Odissi

Dancer performing Indian classical odissi dance.

Odissi is indigenous to Orissa in eastern India. It is predominantly a dance for women, with postures that replicate those found in temple sculptures. Based on archaeological findings, odissi is belived to be the oldest of the surviving Indian classical dances. Odissi is a very complex and expressive dance, with over fifty mudras (symbolic hand gestures) commonly used.

Kuchipudi

Kuchipudi performance.

Unlike the other styles mentioned, kuchipudi requires talent in both dancing and singing. This dance, from the state of Andhra Pradesh in southeastern India, is highly ritualized, with a formalized song-and-dance introduction, sprinkling of holy water, and burning of incense, along with invocations of goddesses. Traditionally the dance was performed by men, even the female roles, although now it is predominantly performed by women.

Manipuri

Manipuri-style performance of Indian classical dance.

Manipuri comes from Manipur in northeastern India. It has its roots in that state’s folk traditions and rituals, and often depicts scenes from the life of the god Krishna. Unlike some of the other, more rhythmic dances, Manipuri is characterized by smooth and graceful movements. Female roles are especially fluid in the arms and hands, while male roles tend to have more forceful movements. The dance may be accompanied by narrative chanting and choral singing.

Kathak

Kathak school dancer, in Mughal costume, performing Indian classical dance.

A dance of northern India, Kathak is often a dance of love. It is performed by both men and women. The movements include intricate footwork accented by bells worn around the ankles and stylized gestures adapted from normal body language. It was originated by Kathakas, professional storytellers who used a mixture of dance, song, and drama. Like other Indian dances it began as a temple dance, but soon moved into the courts of ruling houses.

Kathakali

Kathakali dance

Kathakali comes from southwestern India, around the state of Kerala. Like bharatanatyam, kathakali is a religious dance. It draws inspiration from the Ramayana and stories from Shaiva traditions. Kathakali is traditionally performed by boys and men, even for female roles. The costumes and makeup are especially elaborate, with faces made to look like painted masks and enormous headdresses.

Bharatanatyam

Bharatanatyam performance

Bharatanatyam is a dance of Tamil Nadu in southern India. It traces its origins back to the Natyashastra, an ancient treatise on theatre written by the mythic priest Bharata. Originally a temple dance for women, bharatanatyam often is used to express Hindu religious stories and devotions. It was not commonly seen on the public stage until the 20th century. The dance movements are characterized by bent legs, while feet keep rhythm. Hands may be used in a series of mudras, or symbolic hand gestures, to tell a story.

6 Classical Dances of India | Britannica

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silvergeek · 2 years

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I had no idea that Tolkien fans were so nasty and racist.

Any time I try to look up any information about Rings of Power, comment sections are overwhelmed by racist freaks. I swear to fucking god, these people don't have anything worse going on in their lives other than a film studio hiring a Puerto Rican to portray an elf or a black English woman to play a dwarf. (Even Isildur is too ethnic for some of these fans. Like jfc, so sorry he's not a WASP.)

What blows my mind is the sheer number of complaints, just about each one of them starting with, "I'm not racist but..." and ending with this rant insisting that Tolkien wanted all of his fictional little magic characters to be white. (Ok. Fair enough. He probably DID envision them all as white. He's a dead guy who was born in the fucking 1800's.)

Lol. "I'm not racist but I can't stop obsessing over the hobbits' skin color!" Jesus christ.

1. I'm currently re-reading the Silmarillion and nowhere does it explicitly state that everyone must be Caucasian.

2. There are numerous citations about some people actually having darker skin (e.g. harfoots).

3. The people who are screaming, "But this is OUR contemporary European mythology! Stop shoehorning black people into it!" Newsflash: there are black Europeans, assholes. Born and raised in your fucking countries. They know no other culture aside from --whichever country they gotta put up with your shit in. (Yes, my grammar sucks. Fuck off.) Why the hell do you act like these people do not exist?

I can't say the USA is any better with these attitudes, but I thank the fucking stars for having visibly outspoken, politically active African American women to keep our bullshit in line.

Imagine being a woman or a POC (or both) and anytime you apply for a job, audition for a role, or enter into any sort of competition and actually win based on your talents/skills, just around the corner there's a legion of assholes screaming that you were only picked because of tokenism. Imagine going through life being told over and over that your effort means nothing and that anytime you succeed at any given thing, you're just being pandered to. And imagine that the people saying this shit to you are pretending to be on YOUR side. And imagine, just for a moment, that these same people happily watch white guy after white guy walk into success and never ever question if whether or not their white guy peers are playing favorites -- because surely those people are impartial in all of their decision making. (Did they pick a white guy? It's an impartial choice! Did they pick a black lady? WOKE BULLSHIT PANDERING::blood erupts from esophagus::)

Imagine all of that, then go take a nice big shit in your garage.

Also, this uruk hai is totally gonna eat this little boy. Off topic, really. The pic is just there to get your attention.

Between the nasty backlash of Sandman and Rings of Power, complete with death threats and everything, I have to say this takes me back to the uprising of Gamergate.

They performed all of these same hate rituals, but aimed squarely at women in gaming. Zoey Quinn caught the brunt of it -- people even figured out her father's home phone number and made threatening calls to him.

I remember Anita Sarkeesian would have to cancel expos due to bomb threats.

These are typically the actions of some subhuman demographic, mostly male, aged 20's to 50's, typically white (not always) and either straight or profoundly closeted. Politically... they tend to think of themselves as freedom lovers, but at the root of their ideologies, you'll find stagnant traditionalism dancing in rhythm with contemporary neo-conservatism. Freedom for them, not for anyone else.

These are the people who don't want women to design video games, they don't want black/hispanic/Indian folks in their TV shows except as forgettable side characters, and they don't want the gays. Never ever with the gays. (And anything beyond "gay" doesn't exist in their minds. It's made up.)

I remember all this back in 2014. They review bombed games, in fact. They were a bunch of keyboard warriors for the most part. They eventually lost, because now we have a more diverse gaming industry. Most of them can only find their male gaze fixations with the big-tittied anime girls in obscure JRPG's pumped out by Japan, China, and Korea -- at best.

They're just scum. They really are. And they hate change. And they're cowards.

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Navaratri 2024: Embracing Divine Energies in April's Splendor.

For the last Navaratri celebration, the focus was on honoring tradition while adding a modern twist to the culinary delights. Here's a glimpse of the delicious fare that graced the tables during Navaratri 2024 in April:

Sundal Varieties: Sundal, a South Indian snack made from legumes like chickpeas, black-eyed peas, or lentils, was prepared in a myriad of flavors. From traditional coconut and mustard tempering to innovative twists like tangy mango or spicy tamarind, each sundal offered a burst of flavor.

Navaratri Special Thali: A vibrant array of dishes adorned the Navaratri special thali. It featured delicacies like crispy Sabu dana vadas, creamy pumpkin kheer, and spicy potato curry. The thali was a celebration of diverse flavors and textures, symbolizing the richness of the Navaratri festival.

Fruit Chat with a Twist: A refreshing fruit chat received a makeover with a drizzle of honey infused with cardamom and saffron. This sweet and tangy treat was a delightful addition to the Navaratri menu, offering a burst of freshness amidst the rich festive fare.

Navaratri-inspired Mocktails: Cool and refreshing mocktails were served to complement the spicy and savory dishes. Mocktails infused with flavors like rose, mint, and citrus provided a welcome respite from the heat and added a touch of sophistication to the celebrations.

Innovative Desserts: Traditional sweets like coconut ladu and jaggery-based delicacies shared the spotlight with innovative desserts. Guests indulged in decadent offerings like chocolate-dipped bananas adorned with edible gold leaf and saffron-infused rashgullas, elevating the dessert experience to new heights.

Garba: Garba is a traditional dance form originating from the state of Gujarat in India. During Navaratri, people gather in large groups to perform this joyful and energetic dance. Dancers form concentric circles or intricate patterns, clapping their hands and moving gracefully to the rhythm of traditional folk songs. The vibrant costumes and rhythmic beats create an electrifying atmosphere, where participants immerse themselves in the joyous spirit of the festival.

Dandiya Raas: Dandiya Raas is another popular dance form performed during Navaratri, especially in Gujarat and other parts of India. In this dance, participants wield colorful sticks called dandiyas while moving in pairs or groups. The dancers strike their dandiyas in sync with the music, creating a rhythmic pattern of beats. Dandiya Raas is not only a dance but also a social activity that fosters camaraderie and community spirit.

Folk Dances: Apart from Garba and Dandiya Raas, various folk dances from different regions of India are also performed during Navaratri. These dances showcase the cultural diversity of the country, with each region contributing its unique style and repertoire. From the graceful movements of Odissi to the energetic steps of Bhangra, folk dances add a colorful dimension to Navaratri celebrations, reflecting the rich heritage and traditions of India.

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randomvarious · 5 months

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1990s German Trance Playlist (YouTube)

Chicago had house, Detroit had techno, and with both of those world-changing dance genres managing to resonate so profoundly throughout much of Europe, you just knew that that continent was gonna then take all that inspiration from those two styles and eventually create something of their own that could stick too. And the big genre that they came up with was trance, which in its earliest days, was heavily nurtured like no other in the city of Frankfurt, Germany.

Now, although he's not strictly known as a trance musician or DJ, it's safe to say that trance music would not exist in its current form if it weren't for the legendary Sven Väth. Sven, a native of Frankfurt, co-founded Harthouse Records in the early 90s with some other folks, and that label would then prove integral to both the rise and spread of trance and hard trance. Sven was someone who had spent many a vacation in the party capital of the world, Ibiza, Spain, and he had also been to the tiny, coastal Indian state of Goa as well, where the beach parties there had DJs spinning all sorts of psychedelic tunes in order to induce their revelers into a state of trance 😵.

And Harthouse's first release was a trance record by Sven himself, along with his trusty sidekick Ralf Hildenbeutel, who seemed to have more of the technological knowhow in order to make Sven's ideas into a reality. Together, under the name of Barbarella, they released "My Name Is Barbarella," a 1992 song that sampled a line of dialogue from the French-directed Jane Fonda sci-fi flick that they had taken their own name from, and also sounded deeply inspired by Ibiza as well. As an undisputed early trance classic, the 9-plus minute version of this one is currently sitting at over 163,000 plays across a bunch of different uploads on YouTube, and it's the song that kicks off this little ten-song playlist here.

And right after "My Name Is Barbarella" then came another Harthouse classic: "Spectrum," by Metal Master, which was a duo that Sven Väth was also a part of, along with one of Harthouse's other co-founders, Matthias Hoffmann. The record that this song comes from, Vol. 1, is the one that started to establish Harthouse's harder edge towards trance, as its first Barbarella release was actually a much softer affair. True to the name that they'd given themselves, Sven and Matthias seem to have incorporated some metal guitar into this one, in the form of long, atmospheric, and distorted chords, which when combined with string synths, really manage to cinch the whole song together, making for quite an astounding piece of dance music 🤩. Currently nearing 112,000 plays with its multiple uploads on YouTube.

But while those two tracks are wholly important in the history of trance music, I also bring them up here because Sven Väth's other halves from both of those duos happen to have trance tunes of their own that are excellent too. Ralf Hildenbeutel had a song that's really hard to believe was made all the way back in 1993—because it sounds so much more modern!—called "Hypnoticharmony (Part II)," which he released as Progressive Attack. As its title suggests, this one is indeed hypnotic, as well as deep, and more than any tune in this playlist that precedes it, also feels like a blueprint for what trance would soon become. And across multiple YouTube uploads, it currently has under 18,000 plays.

And Matthias Hoffmann's contribution is simply one of the most breathtaking pieces of trance that I've ever heard in my life. Back in 1994, he released a song as Brainchild called "Symmetry (C-Mix)," which was put out on another label that he and Sven Väth had also helped co-found called Eye Q Records, which was closely associated with Harthouse itself. Then in '99, "Symmetry C" was re-released on Multiply Records, a subsidiary of UK label Telstar, and on it came a whole bunch of remixes, including a "Breakbeat Remix" that was done by the UK's Lange. And this is a tune that currently brings the whole playlist full circle too, as it serves as the final song while also taking us back to trance's origin point of Frankfurt. Currently sitting at over 341,000 YouTube plays across many different uploads.

Now, we're almost done here, but I'd be remiss if I didn't, at the very least, make mention of a few more tracks on this thing, all of which come courtesy of Hardfloor, a duo from Cologne, who, although they'd become more known for their techno prowess, applied their mastery of the Roland TB-303 bass synthesizer (the machine that yields electronic music's famed acid squelch) to some trance tracks, including "Trancescript" and "Into the Nature," both of which appear on their acclaimed 1993 debut album, TB Resuscitation. "Trancescript" is currently at under 85,000 plays and "Into the Nature" has over 130,000. And I also included an excellent remix that they did of Chicago native Robert Armani's "Circus Bells" as well, which currently has over 146,000 plays.

This playlist is ordered as chronologically as possible.

Barbarella - "My Name Is Barbarella" Metal Master - "Spectrum" Hardfloor - "Trancescript" Hardfloor - "Into the Nature" Robert Armani - "Circus Bells (Remixed by Hardfloor)" Marco Zaffarano - "For My Love" Progressive Attack - "Hypnoticharmony (Part II)" Paul van Dyk - "Words (PvD's Words for Love Mix)" Pitchrider - "I Know" Brainchild - "Symmetry C (Lange Breakbeat remix)"

And this playlist is also on YouTube Music too.

So with this opening shot, we start with ten songs that clock in at a total of 75 minutes; a bunch of classic, historic tunes along with some that have lower play counts too.

And next week will not be nearly as much of a cohesive history lesson, but I'm planning on revisiting these German 90s with a slate of favorite techno bangers 👀.

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!

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Enchanting Himachal Pradesh

Nestled in the western Himalayas, Himachal Pradesh, often referred to as the "Land of the Gods," is a haven for nature enthusiasts, adventure seekers, and spiritual wanderers. This enchanting Indian state is renowned for its breathtaking landscapes, vibrant culture, and a wealth of experiences waiting to be explored. Join us on a virtual journey through the spellbinding beauty of Himachal Pradesh.

Natural Splendor

Himachal Pradesh is a symphony of nature's grandeur. The state boasts a diverse topography, ranging from snow-capped peaks to lush valleys and pristine rivers. The towering Himalayan ranges offer a playground for trekkers and mountaineers, with popular destinations like Manali, Shimla, and Dharamshala offering a glimpse of this natural beauty.

2. Adventure Awaits

For adrenaline junkies, Himachal Pradesh is a paradise. Whether you're into trekking, paragliding, river rafting, or skiing, this region has it all. Solang Valley, Bir-Billing, and Kullu-Manali are just a few spots that beckon adventure seekers. Don't miss the chance to explore the mighty Rohtang Pass or undertake the challenging Hampta Pass trek.

3. Spiritiual Retreat

Himachal Pradesh is steeped in spirituality, with countless temples and monasteries dotting its landscape. Dharamshala, the residence of the Dalai Lama, is a major center for Tibetan Buddhism. McLeod Ganj, a part of Dharamshala, offers spiritual solace and scenic beauty. The serene monasteries in Spiti Valley are also worth a visit for a glimpse into the Buddhist way of life.

4. Culture & Traditions

The state's rich culture is reflected in its art, music, dance, and festivals. The colorful celebrations of festivals like Dussehra, Diwali, and Shivratri bring communities together, showcasing their vibrant traditions. The traditional Himachali attire, intricate handicrafts, and vibrant folk music and dance add to the cultural tapestry of the region.

5. Culinary Delights

Himachal cuisine is a treat for the taste buds. Don't leave without trying local dishes like Dham, Chana Madra, Babru, and Mittha. The use of aromatic spices and locally sourced ingredients adds a unique flavor to the cuisine. Sip on some warm Kangri Dham Chai as you soak in the beautiful surroundings.

6. Sustainable Tourism

Himachal Pradesh is committed to sustainable tourism practices. Efforts are made to preserve the fragile Himalayan ecosystem and promote responsible tourism. Treks and tours often focus on eco-friendly initiatives, and visitors are encouraged to respect local customs and nature.

Himachal Pradesh is a land of contrasts, where spirituality meets adventure, and nature's beauty knows no bounds. It offers something for every traveler, whether you seek the thrill of the mountains, the tranquility of spiritual retreats, or the warmth of the local culture. With its breathtaking landscapes and a rich tapestry of experiences, a visit to Himachal Pradesh is nothing short of a magical journey through the heart of the Himalayas. So, pack your bags and embark on an unforgettable adventure in the Land of the Gods.

#TECHWANDERER

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aighozt · 5 months

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Gulikan Theyyam

Gulikan Theyyam or Guliga Theyyam is worshipped as the Lord Shiva. Gulikan Theyyam is part of the Kaliyattam, a popular religious folk dance in the Indian state of Kerala. In the Tulu Nadu region this deity is worshipped as Guliga Daiva, a lord in Hindu Culture.

#theyyam #kerala #india #indianphotography #indian tourism #keralaphotography #kerala traditional

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Indian Folk art- Ground paintings

In this blog we shall see a brief about folk arts that are drawn on the floor.

Kolam

Kolam is a tradition originated from Tamil Nadu. Kolam is also followed in various place of south india with different names like muggu.

Kolam is painting on the floor of every house’s entrance I order to welcome to goddess ‘Sri devi’ to their households as she brings good health and wealth into the family’s life.

Kolam is a geometrical drawing with dots and lines with no open line it. Because a open line Kolam is considered to bring bad omen to the house who they call `moodhevi’.

Till date people of South Indian households follow the tradition of putting Kolam infront of their houses after cleaning it everyday.

Rice flour is used in Kolam to feed little creature that created like ants and bugs.

Kalamezhuthu

The ritualistic practises of Kerala's Bhagavati, Naga, and Ayyappa temples incorporate the ancient art of kalamezhuthu.

During the 40-day Kalamezhuthu festivities celebrated at Bhagavathy Temples all around God's Own Land, this straightforward ideal can be seen at its pinnacle.

It a whole ritual that takes place during the process of drawing as a celebration with music and special songs written for it along with dance. These paintings are highly sacred that it could be painted only inside the floors of temple Gopura and not elsewhere.

Alpana

Alpana was birthed from the state of Bengal. It is a traditional art drawn by women of the households with mixing flour and water together into a paste and painting it twigs or bare fingers.

Using their imagination, the artists draw a range of patterns, which may consist of a mix of hollow and solid geometric shapes, floral designs, paisleys, symbolic representation of animals and other objects, etc.

During the celebration of Lakshmi Pooja it is important for them to draw pair of feet to welcome the goddess into their house especially to nourish their fields. Hence you will find the footstep pattern drawn all over the house, even the staircase is not spared.

The artist draws whatever she likes and considers it to be blessed by the gods. Example : their babies, farming tools, kitchen utensils, etc.

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BIHU:ORIGIN ,TRANSITION AND MODERNITY By Arup Saikia

India is land of festival. Culturally regional nationalism is main uniting thread of socially, politically diverse country like India. Bihu is national festival of entire Indian state of Assam.

Nobody knows when or how bihu was created ,but it is invariably confluence of three major cultures of Austro-Asiatic,Indo-Aryan and Tibeto-Burman.Later many immigrants from India and abroad including Muslims imbibe the Assamese culture and subscribe to flourish Bihu syncretizing with their own cultural elements and finally attained today's form.There is three different types of Bihu-Kati,Magh and Bohag celebrated in three agricultural period of life.

BIHU WORD:Deori people called Bihu as BISU(excessive joy). With historical evidence Bihu was carried by Deori, Chutiya and Kachari people from late twelve century in Sadiya based Chutiya Kingdom.But other Bodo kachari tribes like Tiwa,Rava,Mikir,Dimasa celebrate Bihu as Busu,Pisu,Busy Dima or Dumsi etc.But Bodo has uniquely address Bihu as Baisagu.Later simplified and partially sanskritised name popularly became Bihu.

RELIGIOUS ORIGIN OF BIHU: Bihu has been celebrated by various tribes of Bodo-kachari origin since ancient times. But as stated above mediaeval Bihu is started from Sadiya Kingdom led by Chutiya.Copperplate inscription was found in Lakhimpur district (Erstwhile part of chutiya empire). Where, clearly mentioned,king Lakshminarayan on 1401AD granted land to Brahmins on auspicious occasion of Bihu.

Bihu performance started from first week of Assamese month CHOT to last intervening night until start of month BOHAG.On the floors of THAAN(temples) dedicated to KECHAI-KHATI,DIKKARAVASINI or KOLIMOTI.Youngsters danced throughout night until last intervening night of CHOT.Being performed in night, this is called Rati(night) bihu. Very vigorous dancing postures of dancers believed to be attributes of Goddess.This is considered as indication of Goddess (Kolimoti)descended from heaven. Urukuwa or uruka start after perceived arrival of Goddess Kolimoti or Kechai-khati on earth in the end of month chot.Urukuwa or uruka is Sadiya-Kachari term means to end.

Next day of Uruka is Goru(cattle)bihu.On night of Goru bihu young people again danced in temples sacrificing animals to Deity.Then young people in folk visited village households to perform bihu which is called HUSORI.The tradition of starting HUSORI from temples by Sadiya-Kachari and other Tibet-Burma people gradually replaced by NAMGHAR(Assamese prayer house)for Arayan influence.Human sacrifices were also done on altar of Sadiya.But on occasion of Bihu it's clearly not known.

THEME OF BIHU:

Bohag or Rongali bihu is originally dance-centric natural platform for youngsters to express love and joy. First lyrics of bihu were called 'Bonoriya Geet 'i.e wild song of young hearts longing for lovers. 'Bonoriya Geet'(wild song)or bihu rooted its origin in paddy fields, jungle while grazing cattle far away from human settlements- suitable place to express suppressed longing and craving through these songs. Therefore songs have erotic undertone.

BIHU AND BHAKTI MOVEMENT:

During bhakti (devotion)or neo vaishnavite movement from 15th century onwards under Assamese polymath,social reformer Saint Sankerdeva and teachings of his newly created religion EK SARAN(Motto-one supreme soul in universe)more energetically synthesized Assamese society breaking strict age old boundaries of caste or class system.

Although there was no direct influence on bihu for social renaissance-Sankerdeva has initiated by preaching his revolutionary religion (EK SARAN or devotional movement).But way and outlook of bihu perfomance had been changed dramatically. Some spiritually refined words and name of some hindu Gods taken in HUSORI(one kind of male bihu).Praying and blessing in the name of hindu Gods in Husori is effect of Bhakti movement.

ROYAL RECOGNITION OF BIHU :

During heyday of Ahom dynasty on 1696 Ahom monarch Rudra Singha patronized bihu for the first time by inviting or permitting to perform in courtyard of Ranghar (house of joy).Immediately once considered a low key festival celebrated by few in riverbank or cultivation field,became widespread festival embraced by all people traversing different ethnic groups, caste and communities. Consequently a new form of Assamese cultural nationalism had emerged.Songs are changed from erotic or sensuous to panergyric type i.e-song sung praising king and his deeds.

PARTICIPATION OF FEMALE:

Exact date isn't known when male and female allowed to dance together, which once considered social taboo.It's probably after royal recognition under Ahom monarchy,both sexes were started to participate together in bihu.

BIHU UNDER BRITISH RULE:As a result of treaty of yandaboo(1826)signed between British and Burma, British entered and began to rule Assam. Before advent of British,Assam was politically ruled by two administration-one by Ahom dynasty in almost upper Assam upto Nowgong and lower Assam from Nowgong onwards by koch kingdom .British virtually unified Assam and cultural exchange began between two prior disbanded state.Eventually popularity of bihu spread to lower Asssm also and incarnated as festival of whole Assam.

However in nineteenth century some new english educated Assamese intelligentsia like Haliram Dhekial Phukan, Anandaram Dhekial Phukan, Gunabhiram Baruah, Kamalakanta Bhattacharya demoralized Bihu as dance of vulgar and barbarian. But by grace of cultural maestro Jyoti prasad Agarwala, literateur Lakshminath Bezbaruah, Poet Raghunat Choudhury, social worker Radha Govinda Baruah, Bihu had been widely promoted.

TYPES OF BOHAG BIHU:The most popular unique show of Bohag bihu is dance ,variably associated with different kind of bihu.

(I)HUSORI=Performed on courtyard of villagers started in 1896 in the courtyard of Ranghar (house of joy).Previously male only troupe, but now females also participate.

(II)MUKOLI BIHU =Performed in open space, boys and girls mingling together.

(III)JENG BIHU/RATI BIHU=Traditionally it is direct counterpart of men only HUSORI. Performed by women folk only.In JENG bihu no musical instrument is used.RATI Bihu is supposed to celebrate at night away from men's eye symbolizing women liberation. Repertoire is the same of JENG bihu.

(IV)GOS TOLOR BIHU=Bihu under a banyan or big tree.It is previous version of MUKOLI bihu.

(V)FAAT BIHU =Prevalent modern postures of Bihu dance imitated from Faat bihu.Celebrated in Mohguli Chapori near Charikoriya river of Dhakuwakhana. It is one of the oldest Bihu of Assam.Faat means trading place or torn out. It's believed that traders from different places assembled there for bihu celebration.Moreover sections of people dispersed from Sadiya for Ahom-Chutiya conflict believed to be main motivational force behind this festival.For uncontrolled excitement and gaieties performers clothes were torn into strips and musical instruments were cracked. So this Bihu may be named as FAAT Bihu.

DIFFERENT DANCE AND ORCHESTRA

(I)KHUPAT DHORA DANCE =Female bihu dancers dance swaying to orchestra of Dhol(drum),Tal(cymbals) Hutuli(made from mud),flute, Toka and Gogona(both are made of bamboo).This dance posture is to place dancers' hands at the nape of their neck.

(II)TAKURI GHURA NACH=Dancing very speedily and pirouetting at the same place,dancers partially became invisible.

(III)POKHILA URADI NACH=Dancing like butterfly. Hands move like wings of a butterfly.

DIFFERENT FOOTSTEPS IN DANCE :

(I)MOKORA BULONI=Dancers move their feet like a spider.

(II)PORUA BULONI=The feet motion of a dancer is like an ant,goes in row to particular direction.

PRESENT BIHU =Bihu survives since time immemorial through many socio-cultural upheavals changing its form as time demands. Starting from farmland ,Bihu reached digital world via stage, will remain alive as long as Assamese live.

ABOUT WRITER:Arup Saikia is an alumnus of Delhi University. He is noted cultural activist, actor, scriptwriter and poet-authored two poetry books namely SILPI SATTA and SABDA.As director ,actor and translator he has performed BHAONA in English language for the first time from Assam in India and abroad.

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Benefits of study in Haryana

Career opportunities: Haryana is home to several major industries, including automobile, IT, and textiles, which provide ample job opportunities for students after graduation.

Cultural diversity: Haryana has a rich cultural heritage and is Haryana, a state in northern India, offers several benefits for students who wish to pursue their education there. Some of the benefits of studying in Haryana include:

Top-notch educational institutions: Haryana is home to some of the best educational institutions in India, including Indian Institute of Technology (IIT) Delhi, National Institute of Technology (NIT) Kurukshetra, and Guru Jamb Eshwar University of Science and Technology, among others.

Affordable cost of living: Haryana offers a relatively lower cost of living as compared to other metropolitan cities in India. Accommodation, food, and transportation are quite affordable for students.

Excellent academic programs: Haryana universities offer a wide range of academic programs, including undergraduate, postgraduate, and doctoral programs, in fields such as engineering, management, law, medicine, and more.

Vibrant campus life: Haryana universities have a vibrant campus life, with various clubs, societies, and events that offer ample opportunities for students to engage in extracurricular activities and meet new people known for its colourful folk dances, music, and cuisine. Studying in Haryana provides an opportunity for students to experience this cultural diversity and learn about different traditions.

Overall, studying in Haryana can be a fulfilling and enriching experience for students, offering excellent academic programs, affordable living costs, and ample career opportunities

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Oct. 9, 2022

Kevin Locke, who brought traditional Native American culture to audiences all over the world through flute songs, hoop dances and stories, helping to preserve both the art forms and the Lakota language, died on Sept. 30 in Hill City, S.D. He was 68.

His son, Ohiyesá Locke, said the cause was an asthma attack he suffered after performing at the Crazy Horse Memorial nearby.

For decades Mr. Locke was a familiar sight at cultural festivals, in schools and in theaters, playing his traditional wooden flute, performing hoop dances and explaining the history and meaning of the works.

He performed for small groups and in larger settings like Symphony Space in New York City, where he and his Kevin Locke Native Dance Ensemble presented a program in 2008 titled “The Drum Is the Thunder, the Flute Is the Wind.”

Sometimes he represented Native American culture in a global context, as he did at the 1996 New Haven Festival, where he shared the bill with the Celtic folk band Solas, Cirque Baroque from France, the South African group Ladysmith Black Mambazo, the Shanghai Quartet and performers from the Beijing Opera.

In a statement, Kristi Noem, governor of South Dakota, called Mr. Locke “a vibrant voice of South Dakota arts.” Among his achievements, she noted, was helping to pass a bill recognizing the traditional flute as “the state’s official Indigenous musical instrument.” She signed it into law in March.

In an interview cited by the National Endowment for the Arts in 1990, when he received its National Heritage Fellow designation, Mr. Locke spoke of what he hoped to achieve in his home state with his performances.

“There is a great need to continue the work of bridging the gap between the Indian and non-Indian cultures of South Dakota,” he said. “I have been able to teach countless Indian and non-Indian children to sing, to dance, to stand inside the hoop of Indian culture, and I know that this experience will have lasting influence with regard to future positive race relations within the state.”

Kevin Edward Locke was born on June 23, 1954, on the Standing Rock Reservation in South Dakota and was a member of the Hunkpapa community of the Lakota of the Standing Rock Sioux Tribe. In Lakota, his website says, his name was Tokaheya Inajin, or “First to Rise.”

His mother, Patricia (McGillis) Locke, received a MacArthur Foundation fellowship in 1991 for her work to save tribal languages that were growing extinct throughout the United States. His father, Charles, was a contractor.

Mr. Locke earned a bachelor’s degree in elementary education at the University of North Dakota and a master’s in education administration at the University of South Dakota. He started his career as an educator.

As a young man he had lived with an uncle who spoke only Lakota and who began teaching him both the language and the cultural traditions. Tribal elders showed Mr. Locke how to make and play wooden flutes, and he developed an interest in preserving and reviving traditional courting songs and other music.

“At the time I started this revival, the last exponent of the flute-playing tradition, Richard Fool Bull, had already departed from this life,” he said in the Heritage Fellow interview. “My only recourse was to seek out those who could still recall the vocal traditions from which the instrumental flute melodies are derived.”

In the late 1970s he became an adherent of the Baha’i faith, which emphasizes equality and the unity of all people, concepts that fit well with the Native American hoop dances he had begun to perform. Soon he gave up his career as an educator in favor of educating through performance.

“It wasn’t really so much a matter of conscious choice,” he told The Tampa Bay Times in 1991, “but the more I tried to rebel against that and maintain my position in the regular work force, the more I felt I should focus on performing,”

Mr. Locke was also a longtime board member of the Lakota Language Consortium, a nonprofit organization that seeks to preserve the language.

“Locke looked to the past and to the future,” that group said in statement, “drawing on his heritage to create a better future for his people.”

Mr. Locke’s marriage to Dorothy Locke ended in divorce. In addition to his son, he is survived by his wife, Ceylan Isgor-Locke; three daughters, Kimimila, Waniya and Patricia Locke; two sisters, Winona and Jana Locke; a brother, Charles; and two half sisters, Connie Zupan and Carla Peterson.

In a video posted on YouTube in 2013, Mr. Locke is seen dancing and explaining the symbolism of the hoop, noting that its shape is one in which people gather all over the world.

It “represents love,” he says, “represents the family, represents unity, represents beauty, peace and harmony, represents continuity, represents togetherness. All the good things.”

#Lakota #Kevin Locke #Who Worked to Preserve Lakota Culture #Dies at 68

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Okay so this post is gonna be a little different. It's about that corner of India which is closest to my heart, and is simply a product of spectacle and majesty. To detail it more, this is the land of kings and thrones, the origin of Indian History and the treasure house of the nation, Rajasthan.

To be honest, Rajasthan is too large a state to describe in a single blog post. But definitely I'm going to speak about the city that had captured my entire soul during my visit to Rajasthan. It's the capital of the state, Jaipur, and it's gleaming satellite, Amer.

First off, I had genuinely appreciated the idea of constructing a small artificial Rajasthani village called Chowki Dhani at the heart of Jaipur, just to display the art, culture and lifestyle of native Rajasthanis. Their occupations, their food, music and dance, and most importantly, their hospitality, had touched my soul. As of the music, here are some of the available Rajasthani folk songs I could manage on Tumblr.

Regarding the dance of the women- it's something you won't find anywhere else in the world, and hence don't miss it whenever you visit Rajasthan. It's purely a display of colours and balance: the two main ingredients of life, decorated by the ornaments you use to beautify it.

Talking about the food, Rajasthani thaali is a plate full of calories, yet served with hearts full of care. Not really suitable for a regular diet, yet if you miss it, you miss something for your life. The taste isn't spicy, it's sweet and salty. The aroma of the food isn't simply mouthwatering, but is also something you won't forget ever. Here's daal bati churma, the main attraction of Rajasthani thaali.

And lastly, I shall never forget my experience at the light and sound show in Amer. After the long yet spine chilling tour at the fort, and gathering the knowledge of the spectacular history that lies at the corners of the old mansion, here was the live storytelling of the past, that had sent down shivers through my body.

Rajasthan has been a heart warming place to visit. Hoping to visit again in the near future.

#Spotify #SoundCloud #rajasthan #tourisim #tourist #tour book #food #dance #culture

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jacqui-dennett · 2 years

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Glasgow Mela Festival June 2022

Today I visited the Glasgow Mela Festival for a few hours and learned about an Indian dance form known as Kathakali.

‘Kathakali’, an Indian classical dance form, is associated with storytelling. It is a dance drama from the south Indian state of Kerala. Similar to other Indian classical dance arts, the story in ‘Kathakali’ is also communicated to audiences through footwork and impressive gestures of face and hands complimented with music and vocal performance. However it can be distinguished from the others through the intricate and vivid make-up, unique face masks and costumes worn by dancers, also from their style and movements that reflect the age-old martial arts and athletic conventions prevalent in Kerala and surrounding regions. Traditionally performed by male dancers, it developed in courts and theatres of Hindu regions contrary to other Indian classical dances which predominantly developed in Hindu temples and monastic schools. Although not clearly traceable, this classical dance form is considered to have originated from temple and folk arts that trace back to 1st millennium CE or before.

Here are a couple of images from today, to show your the costume and facial expression

#nqphotography2021 #nqphotography #nqphotoblog #event #festival #mela #mela festival #kathakali #dance #culture #cultural #heritage #storytelling #loction

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Today's mix:

Hearts of Space 574: Goa Trance by Steve Davis and Stephen Hill 2000 Ambient / Space Ambient / New Age / World Music / Downtempo / Dub

Hearts of Space is a popular weekly radio program that's been on the air since 1973, has been broadcasting nationally on public radio in the US since 1983, and, for a time, was also on Sirius XM as well. Coming out of San Francisco, the show's been primarily hosted since day one by a guy named Stephen Hill, who has delivered over 1,300 roughly hour-long and uninterrupted thematic transmissions of slow, eclectic, and psychedelic sounds that he refers to collectively as "space music"—largely ambient, new age, and world stuff.

And apparently I've stumbled upon a bit of a goldmine here, folks, because it looks like every single one of these transmissions since '83 is up on the Hearts of Space website itself, which also has this darling, futuristic-looking interface that should really take you back to like, I don't know, 2004?

Have a look and tell me you don't love just how cozy this is 😌:

So, today I listened to my first ever Hearts of Space episode, a transmission that originally aired in October of 2000 called "Goa Trance." And, well, none of it actually happens to be Goa trance 😬. I mean, look: there is certainly a mystical Indian flavor to much of this music, which is where Goa trance originated from—the coastal beaches of the tiny state of Goa to be more exact—and a lot of it is psychedelic as well, which is another trait of Goa trance. Plus, one could also classify all of these songs as entrancing too. But at the end of the day, Goa trance is a specific form of electronic dance music, with things like four-on-the-floor kick drums and a pretty specific sound and vibe, and not a single track within this set meets that criteria. So, methinks Stephen Hill was a bit confused on the terminology here.

That said though, this transmission seems to represent an hour's worth of Hearts of Space's very own bread and butter: windingly psyberdelic ambient and new age journeys. And while I'm definitely no ambient junkie myself, I don't see how those who are couldn't love a tune like legendary Brooklyn bassist and avantgarde electronic hero Bill Laswell's "Hear No Evil," because, while it's definitely not my full get-down, that one clearly seems to be the most complete production within this set here. And it seems like Hill only actually played half of it.

For me, though, almost everything that I enjoy listening to requires a more prominent and conventional kind of drumbeat that I can contentedly nod my own head along to. And those types of rhythms are contained in songs like Bob Holroyd's snail's-paced downtempo groove, "Adrift in Kerala," as well as the intercontinental ethnic fusion of The Third Planet's "The Rhythmic Experience," which manages to build itself up towards a pretty spectacular conclusion.

So, with having an idea of what Hearts of Space is all about, I guess I shouldn't have really expected to actually hear dance music in the first place, but then again, if something is called "Goa Trance," I guess I don't really know what I should expect otherwise either 🤷‍♂️.

Regardless of all of that though, if you're someone who digs themselves some spacey ambient tunes, then I think I just found over 1,300 hours worth of stuff for you to really immerse yourself in!

Listen to the full episode here.

Highlights:

Bob Holroyd - "Adrift in Kerala" The Third Planet - "The Rhythmic Experience"

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