#Rainy Miller

[hellwatermelon]

#space afrika #rainy miller #electronic #Bandcamp

[seanmorroww]

Rainy Miller & Space Afrika - "Maybe It's Time to Lay Down the Arms"

A Grisaille Wedding [Fixed Abode, 2023]

#Rainy Miller #Space Afrika #Mica Levi

[ecoamerica]

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[radiophd]

rainy miller x space afrika ft. voice actor -- summon the spirit / demon

#2020s #ambient #synthesizer #voice actor #space afrika #rainy miller

[musicdiaries]

Rainy Miller & Space Afrika - The Graves at Charleroi (feat. Coby Sey)

#rainy miller #space afrika #coby sey #Youtube

[dustedmagazine]

Rainy Miller x Space Afrika — A Grissaille Wedding (Fixed Abode)

Photo by Timon Benson

As performers, writers and producers Rainy Miller and Space Afrika (Joshua Inyang and Joshua Reid) are key figures in an eclectic Manchester centered electronic, avant-pop scene that includes artists Blackhaine, Iceboy Violet and Richie Culver. Grissaille is a style of painting done exclusively in shades of grey. It can serve as a base upon which color is overpainted and/or as method of imitating (sculptural) relief. Both aspects are present on this collaboration, A Grissaille Wedding where the songs whisper from doorways, alleys, industrial wastelands. Foggy, weakly lit by the reflection of rain splattered streetlamps on oil slicked asphalt. A new version of Northern soul built from grime, dubstep, machines both shiny and decrepit. With Miller’s vocal often autotuned these songs flicker between despair and hope, soliloquys of love, loss and trauma blooming into a cruel world framed by Space Afrika’s impressionist soundscapes, which highlight the vulnerability and quiet defiance of the narrators.

“Summon the Spirit/Demon” opens as an invocation. Miller’s whispers and coos shrouded in a murky Burial like atmosphere as Voice Actor intones invitingly. Miller’s multitracked singing follows, pitched high to emphasize his fragility. “Maybe It’s Time to Lay Down the Arms” features Mica Levi and Miller over a stumbling trip hop beat and lysergic swirls of synth and backing vocals. A lonely plea for inner peace. On “Sweet (I’m Free)” RenzNiro and Iceboy Violet reflect on finding self-acceptance and love amongst damaged lives in ruined towns as Space Afrika’s soundscape slips and churns beneath them. Celestial backing vocals, billowing synth pads, violins and a simple cyclical acoustic guitar riff give the “The Graves at Charleroi” a hymnal intensity as Coby Sey sings of the passage through grief. Richie Culver delivers the spoken word piece “I Believe in God, When Things are Going My Way” against a background of quavering strings and beatless ambience. He plays with the ambiguity of his interlocutor, is it God? A lover? Himself?

“I need rules, false promises/The laws keep me safe/Safe by your side/4th of December, a victim of my own thoughts” feels like a summary of the project’s main theme. Paradox, complexity, hope and despair are ever present. The greyness throws trauma into stark silhouette but splashes of color, hard won knowledge and the will to express the fragility of self can lead to some form of acceptance and allow one to move forward. A Grissaille Wedding forges all this into a hauntingly beautiful set of songs which aren’t afraid to bare teeth as well as wounds.

Andrew Forell

#rainy miller #space afrika #a grissaile wedding #fixed abode #andrew forell #albumreview #dusted magazine #electronic #soul #manchester #mica level #voice actor #iceboy violet #renzniro #coby sey #richie culver

[mendingmusic]

Breathe, Sigh · Rainy Miller

#Breathe Sigh #Rainy Miller

[ecoamerica]

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[culturedarm]

Ancestors loom large over the playlist this week, as Björk bands with James Merry, Andrew Thomas Huang, her son Sindri, and the Siggi String Quartet for a ritual trek across an Icelandic valley by way of tribute to the idiosyncrasies and transmutations of her mother. Wiki and Subjxct 5 pay homage to hip hop's mixtape era, while Wau Wau Collectif highlight the voices of children as they dedicate Mariage to the memory of Ousmane Ba, their deftly rippling flautist. Keeping the fires burning in the name of spiritual jazz, Wojtek Mazolewski attends to spiritual needs while surveying the breadth of his surrounds, Makaya McCraven imbues organic beats with lush orchestration, and Photay and Carlos Niño flow with the current. Tracks by Charles Lloyd, Aleksandra Słyż, Vanessa Amara, Lori Goldston, and Rainy Miller also feature in the latest roundup of new music.

https://culturedarm.com/tracks-of-the-week-24-09-22/

#music #new music #charles lloyd #gerald clayton #anthony wilson #photay #carlos niño #björk #james merry #andrew thomas huang #wau wau collectif #ousmane ba #lori goldston #wiki #subjxct 5 #rainy miller #blackhaine #moseley #aleksandra słyż #laila sakini #makaya mccraven #indigo sparke #wojtek mazolewski #jazz #spiritual jazz #soul #folk #ambient #new age #no wave

[babybluesxoxo]

cairo sweet 🪲

#millers girl #cairo sweet #jenna ortega #film bro #coquette #rainy #poetry #literature #writing #aesthetic #rainy aesthetic

[jomiddlemarch]

Come with me and escape

“…If you like piña coladas,/ And getting’ caught in the rain,” Joel half-sang, half-muttered as they trudged through the woods, getting steadily wetter with every mile. Joel’s boots were better than Grace’s, so he wasn’t already dealing with wool socks going from damp to soaking, but he didn’t have a hood. His greying hair was nearly black, plastered to his forehead and neck. 

It was about thirty-five degrees, just warm enough to have the rain stay a miserable, cold torture, instead of a transient winter wonderland of drifting snowflakes dusting his shoulders. Landing on the tip of her tongue, the clean water sweeter than sugar.

Yeah, Grace could do with a freaking piña colada or really, just the rum. Like a full pitcher of rum. Maybe heated with a poker. 

Maybe poured straight down her throat.

“You like getting caught in the rain?” she asked. There had been a time, within recent memory, when this had seemed like not just a good idea but a nice one. A scouting salvage trip in an area that had a low risk of clickers, the destination an abandoned cabin that had been established as a Jackson safehouse after its owners took refuge in the commune. It had seemed like it could be romantic, good for their relationship, which wasn’t exactly falling apart but let’s face it, raising a teenager together wouldn’t have been easy Before, when there were family therapists, ample supplies of coffee and ibuprofen, and her best friend Lauren and Lauren’s complete collection of The Thin Man DVDs, to provide the ideal variations of respite. Now, when Joel had his past to deal with and Grace had hers, Ellie had a mouth on her like a bear-trap, and they lived in a two bedroom house with one bathroom and mediocre water pressure, making something more than a series of hook-ups and hang-outs sometimes seemed impossible, even when she factored in Joel’s dark eyes and his hands strumming his guitar. And what it felt like to open the door for him and have him walk in, whether it was the clinic or the canteen or the bedroom with the overly rustic bedframe.

(Seriously, the original inhabitants of Jackson had never met a log they didn’t fashion into a piece of clunky furniture. Sometimes, Grace actually felt a physical longing for her college futon.)

This trip had seemed like a good idea and it might have kept on seeming that way until the clouds had seized up on the horizon and turned a livid shade that meant an icy rain and plenty of it. She’d tried to ask the question without sounding snarky and had only ended up just this side of phony naiveté. For a women well north of forty who’d survived FEDRA, there was no innocence left, let alone naiveté.

“Fuck no, I don’t like getting’ caught in the rain,” Joel said. “I wasn’t real fond of long walks in the rain or long walks on the beach or any of that personal ad shit back in the day.”

“You read personal ads?” Grace said. Sports page, police blotter, hell, she could even envision Joel thumbing through the real estate section of the Sunday paper, but the idea that he’d read personals was a surprise.

“Yeah,” he said.

Grace took another step and felt the squelch within her boot. She’d be lucky not to get frostbite or trench foot before they got to the cabin. She frowned and Joel noticed.

“I didn’t answer any of ‘em, in case you’re wonderin’ that,” he said. “Tommy nagged me for a while, when Sarah was about eight, said I needed to get off my ass and get laid. And that if I hadn’t found anyone willin’ in the PTA already, I wasn’t likely to. But it felt fake and anyway, I was busy working.”

Grace took a particularly graceless step and wobbled a little. Joel reached out and took hold her her elbow, steadying her without altering his own gait. There’d been nothing grabby about his hand, despite the suddenness of the gesture, and it felt both comforting and erotic, his warmth and strength at her disposal, guiding her.

“Guy like you would never need a personal ad. If you wanted someone, you would’ve had her just like that,” she said, attempting to snap her fingers.

Joel smiled.

“Just like that, huh? Just like right now?” he said.

“I mean, talk to me once we’re inside the cabin and you’ve managed to light a fire that doesn’t fill the place with smoke,” she said.

A drop of rain rolled down her nose.

“I feel like a drowned rat,” she said, grimacing. 

“I’ve seen you look worse,” he said.

She glared at him as much as she could with the rain spitting into her face and Joel grinning back at her.

“I take it back. Seven out of ten women would’ve walked out of the bar and left you high and dry. They’d say your ad was a scam and you were a jackass,” she said.

“High I can’t manage, but dry sounds good, Gracie,” he replied. He squinted, which should have been unattractive but wasn’t (unfair! her inner monologue complained and dead-Lauren rolled her eyes), and pointed. “Cabin’s another five-ten minutes west. I’ll make you a fire and we’ll settle in for the night. Brought some of Ted’s goulash, you won’t have to get by with crackers and canned peaches.”

“Fine. I revise my estimate. Six out of ten, unless you met them after you played a set. Then only one walks,” Grace said.

“That one you?” he said. He was teasing but she heard the uncertainty underneath. Joel wasn’t used to being loved by a woman. What he and Tess had had together was something else, and he’d hardly ever spoken of Sarah’s mother. Ellie’s affection he could accept and even Tommy and Maria’s, but he didn’t trust Grace wanted him all the time, all the ways.

“No. If you played ‘Walkin’ After Midnight,’ I would’ve said let’s skip the drinks and go home,” she said. 

“Woulda been your place,” Joel said. “I didn’t bring home strange women where Sarah might see ‘em.”

“Good. I’d have liked being a strange woman for a while,” Grace said. They were finally at the cabin. She let Joel handle unlocking the door and focused on getting in and getting her boots and wet socks off. Once she was barefoot, she couldn’t exactly sigh in relief, because the cabin was frigid and her hair was damp, Joel cursing softly while he laid the fire, but she made a sound of quasi-contentment and sat down on the old sofa to root around in her pack for fresh socks.

They were bound to be all the way at the bottom.

“What a fucking miserable night,” Joel said, the wood having caught, the firelight painting his face with gold, his wet hair still black. The rain had turned heavier and the wind started blowing it against the windows.

“It’s okay. Now we’re inside,” she said, pulling on mismatched striped socks that reached her knees. Joel glanced at them and laughed.

“You’re leanin’ into the strange woman thing, yeah?” he said.

“Ellie raided my sock drawer. I didn’t take laundry day into account. Beggars can’t be choosers,” Grace said. “Once it warms up in here, I can take them off—”

“Don’t. Leave ‘em on,” Joel said. “Once it warms up in here, I’ll take off everything else.”

Perhaps, under certain very specific circumstances, which did not require Ted’s goulash, Joel did like getting caught in the rain. That was all Grace could surmise a few hours later, eating the last of the goulash while Joel lay back against the headboard, his bare chest against her back, his hand keeping the bowl steady on her lap.

He was humming the song and she could hear the smile on his face, a clear bright note against the counterpoint of the still falling rain.

Tagging @tessa-quayle because she's my number one Grace Yang fan.

#tlou fanfic #undercoveraprilshowerschallenge #pedrostories #joel/ofc #grace yang MD #grace yang on call for the apocalypse #rainy days #pina colada song #romance #fluff #humor #tlou x ted lasso crossover universe #ellie williams #found family #joel miller #soft!joel miller #no age gap

[actual-changeling]

When Ellie hears the front door open, she makes space without looking up, only lowering her book into her lap when a cup of tea appears in her vision.

"Hot," is all Joel says before settling in next to her, and she carefully curls her hands around the porcelain, knees drawn up to her chest.

The sweet smell of her favorite fruit tea drifts lazily between them, mixing with the rain-saturated air. It started pouring early in the morning before the sun was even up, and Ellie woke to the sound of distant thunder and water dripping from her windows. For some reason, it has become a tradition to spend rainy days huddled together on the porch with a stack of books and as many hot drinks as they desire, and today they're satisfied on both fronts.

Joel lifts his arm, and she wiggles around to tuck herself against his shoulder, carefully keeping her cup steady; the heat he radiates expels the chill that has settled in her bones. They always share a blanket, a heavy hand-woven thing they found in the attic, and she tugs on it to make sure he's covered, knowing very well how much he would otherwise end up complaining about his stiff knees.

For a little while, they simply watch the rain come down, the street turning into a muddy swamp neither of them has any plans to walk through, and the occasional lightning strike leaves her smiling as the electricity distantly tingles on her tongue.

"Enjoying yourself?"

Ellie cranes her neck to glance up at him, the softness spreading across his face so familiar she can conjure it in the middle of the night when she finds herself missing him, and as always, he can't resist the urge to press a kiss to her temple.

"Very much so," she responds, gently leaning her forehead against his jaw so he can rest his cheek on top of her head. The humidity leaves her with tiny curls along her hairline, and her lashes flutter when he runs his fingers through her hair to brush them back, a content noise leaving her throat.

They drink their tea before it can fully cool down, and once their cups are safe on the side table, Joel wraps his arms around her and allows her to lay her head into his lap, softly cushioned by his thighs. Ellie curls up and pulls his hand to her chest, rubbing slow circles into his palm and along his knuckles. The weather makes his right hand ache more than she'd like, and while Joel never outright asks, she always takes care of it regardless.

The thunderstorm shows no signs of stopping any time soon, not that she wants it to. They are comfortable in their little blanket cocoon, and when Joel starts humming, she intertwines their fingers and closes her eyes. He will keep her safe while she sleeps, an absolute certainty she has never questioned, but more importantly, she knows he will wake her just in time to watch the rainbow appear as the sun breaks apart the clouds.

No matter how many rainy days they live through, the prismatic spectrum of colors shining above them never stops being special, and spending time with him doesn't either.

#alex writes tlou #the last of us #tlou #joel and ellie #joel miller #ellie williams #ficlet #take some happy rainy day fluff because i fucking hate summer #my face hurts bc of allergies someone kill me

[the-cricket-chirps]

Lilian May Miller

Rain Blossoms

1928

#lilian may miller #woodcut #woodblock print #modern art #umbrellas #street scene #art history #women artists #women in art #tumblr art #tumblraesthetic #tumblrstyle #artists on tumblr #tumblrpictures #beautiful #rainy #rain blossoms

[vivian-pascal]

here is the official rainy days playlist!! i will be updating this as the story continues but these are the songs i have for chapters 1&2 . if you guys have any song requests you are more than welcome to comment or shoot me a message anytime!! i hope you enjoy :)

#joel miller #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x you #joel miller smut #joel miller x reader #joel the last of us #dbf!joel #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #pedropascal #joel tlou #joel miller x f!reader #rainy days #Spotify

[pleasantpaw7-13]

Indie Multimuse RP Blog Felinia Muses Comic Made By Rainy-Bleu

{Rules/Muses}

#Blaze Smith #Surviving Half Felinian #Rainy Bleu #History Buff #Alex Walker #Hopeless Romantic #Calliana Walker #Most Mature #Len Cunningham #Law Abiding Felinian #Lorellai Miller #Candy Loving Bad Bitch #Melvin Geer #Resident Technician #Mimi Angora #The Responsible One #Valentine Hertz #Over Hyper Baker

[musicdiaries]

Rainy Miller x Space Afrika - A Grisaille Wedding (2023)

#rainy miller #space afrika #album #Bandcamp

[sidetongue]

what a sunny happy day 

#we had week of rainy freezing weather following this #which was not at all pleasant #henry #miller #moby #harold #budgie #dogs

[maburito]

Incorrect Quotes

Got tagged by @gisellasmoonflower thank you!! :D

Rules: Use this generator to generate a quote for your characters and share as many as you like! Tag whoever you want to. I have no idea who to tag, so whoever sees this and wants to do it can say i tagged them ioerjgoizerj

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Minako x Farah (The Wayhaven Chronicles)

Farah , to Minako : We had a date! Farah : *aggressively points to Hello Kitty Coloring Book*.

Farah : Minako , you love me, right? Minako : Normally I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere I won’t like.

Aiden x Vethna (The Exile)

Aiden: That was so hot, Vethna. Vethna: I literally called the person who just flirted with you a degenterate dog and told them I hope they get dragged through the streets. Aiden: I'm so in love with you.

Vethna: Are you ready to commit? Aiden: Like, a crime or a relationship?

Jan x Carrie(Bloodmoon)

Jan: Are we fighting or flirting? Carrie: I'm pinning you against a wall with my hand around your neck- Jan: Your point?

Carrie: I want to kiss you Jan *Not paying attention* : What? Carrie: I said if you die i won't miss you .

Freya x Natasha (OFNA : Birds of Feathers)

Freya : I think I'm falling for you. Natasha: Then get up.

Natasha: Did it hurt when you fell- Freya : From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Natasha: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. Freya : ... Natasha: You just laid there for 15 minutes.

Ashanti x Raini (@gisellasmoonflower <3 <3)

Raini: This date is boring! Ashanti: This isn't a date. I said I was going to the store. Raini: Then why did you invite me? Ashanti: I didnt, I specifically said "don't come with me," then you said, "fuck you Ashanti I'll do whatever I want!"

Raini, throwing their head into Ashanti's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! Ashanti, lovingly stroking her hair: You're pretty annoying, that's what you are.

Ashanti: You have to apologize to them Raini. Raini: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

Akira x Rosa (@gisellasmoonflower hello again ozierjgoierj)

Akira: *angrily presses Rosa against a wall* WHERE'S THE MONEY?! Rosa: ... Rosa: Are we about to kiss-

Rosa: Talk dirty to me, baby~ Akira: The dishes. Rosa: Wh- Akira: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

#hell gonna have to tag this now #if games #TWC #The Exile #Bloodmoon #OFNA #Ashanti x Raini #Akira x Rosa #Minako Fujiwara #Aiden Valeth #Jan Novák #Freya Hodge #Ashanti Mensah #Rosa Miller