#flux chord

[ask-flux-chord]

Ancient Tidings - Page 58

"Under your guidance have the 4 regions been pushed back from the brink of another bloody war, of indifference to their fellow changeling, of apathy towards rival hives. And under you, Erios believes, will they continue to live and nurture this harmony."

Sapphire, Lycormo, Autumna. Their hives benefitted directly or indirectly from Flux's leadership as king of the East.

#flux chord #art #mlp #fim #changeling #mlp fim #comic #ancient tidings #story #changelings #Lycormo #Sapphire #Autumna #first time in years where I've drawn all the other royals together #or well. as together as this is

[ask-ghostly-mist]

Hey man, she had to shoot her shot or he probably would never have even looked her way!

#not how they literally met #but very close ngl #the only woman who has ever one hit ko'd Flux #and it was before they even held hands #flux chord #ghostly mist #mlp oc #mlp anthro

[thedoctorwhocompanion]

Who Is Playing The Beatles in Doctor Who Series 14: The Devil's Chord?

Who Is Playing The Beatles in #DoctorWho Series 14: The Devil's Chord?

Doctor Who Magazine has revealed the names of the actors playing The Beatles in the second episode of Doctor Who Series 14, The Devil’s Chord. It’s previously been confirmed that the Fifteenth Doctor (Ncuti Gatwa) and Ruby Sunday (Millie Gibson) would be visiting Abbey Road to meet the Fab Four and come up against Jinkx Monsoon’s enigmatic music-related villain, Maestro. But the identities of…

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#Ben Chessell #Chris Mason #Doctor Who Series 14 #Fifteenth Doctor #George Caple #James Hoyles #Jinkx Monsoon #Millie Gibson #Ncuti Gatwa #Philip Davies #Russell T. Davies #Survivors of the Flux #The Beatles #The Devil’s Chord

[thirteens-pocket-watch]

I've decided to compile all the small pieces of information about future episodes that RTD has given in his Letter from the Showrunner segments in DWM. I've only included things that can tell us something about the episode, so stuff like Bad Wolf investigating if using a certain title is permitted hasn't been included here. I've included the issue each point was given in and I will obviously update after future issues

(Last updated 28.04.24)

2023 Specials

The Star Beast

- Contains the words westerly, pelican and dreams (584)

- Page seven contains the line "Oh, Nerys and her big mouth!" (585)

- The reconstructed opening scene made from fan recordings of filming contains lines that were cut from the final version of the episode (595)

Wild Blue Yonder

- Contains the words wild, Southampton, vegetable, Flux, bean and starlight (585)

Extra

- RTD refers to a "terrifying scene with Sue" and two celebrity historical figures in the upcoming specials (596)

- None of the specials will air on the 1st, 17th or 23rd of November (596)

Series 14/Season 1

Space Babies (Episode 1)

- Contains the words roar, Glastonbury and conquistador (589)

- The title was said aloud in Star Trek: Picard 3 (590/591)

- Scene 11 is headed as INT. CONTROL ROOM and the stage directions say "THE DOCTOR and RUBY walk in to find a cool, sleek, metal CONTROL ROOM, full of CONSOLES" (598)

The Devil's Chord (Episode 2)

- Scene 10 is set INT. CANTEEN. DAY (585)

- Contains the words Liverpool, legions and non-diagetic (586)

- The title of the episode was revealed (598)

73 Yards (Episode 4)

- Had the line "I once went to the top of the Shard" cut from the script (589)

Rogue (Episode 6)

- Page 10 contains the line "I am ruined" and it is said by a character named Emily (598)

- When talking about watching the final mix of this episode, RTD threw in the quote "Live vivisection!" (602)

The Legend of Ruby Sunday (Episode 7)

- First line of the script is INT. COFFEE BAR, USA - DAY, 1947 (584)

- RTD said he recomends midnight viewing for this episode because "it's shocking, frankly, and there might be screaming!" (603)

Empire of Death (Episode 8)

- Contains the words kingdom, gold and Tigella (592)

- Contains the words terror, dust, pizza, Einstein, death and opera (598)

- One of the above words is also in the title (598)

Extra

- An unspecified episode had the word "sixpence" in the title before the plot about said sixpence was cut (591)

- There is a crucial scene, designated 27B, in an unspecified episode with an as-yet unannounced guest star (593)

- The aforementioned scene contains the debris of a fallen statue with an 8 foot tall head as part of the set (593)

- The last scene to be filmed for series 14 was a scene in the TARDIS in the "middle bit of the finale" (whether this is episode 7 or 8 is not specified) and the Doctor slides to the ground at some point during the scene (594)

- RTD says the following about the upcoming season: "Will we ever see Mondo Caroon? Where exactly is Bertie Lester? And how many people does it take to fly an asteroid hopper?" (603)

Series 15/Season 2

Episode 1

- Scene One features none of the regular cast (600)

Episode 2

- The episode features a guest star who's been in the show before but in a different role (600)

Episode 3

- RTD mentions that Ncuti Gatwa is rehearsing with a Special Guest Star for their 13th episode. I assumed he was referring to his 13th episode with Gatwa and didn't count the anniversary specials (597)

Extra

- An unspecified episode contains the words garden, firmament and diploma (592)

- An unspecified episode contains the words radiation, moth and skiffle (597)

- The sets include a hotel, a chamber and a hospital (597)

- More sets are listed, including the UNIT OPs room, the Sundays' flat, "a set so real we could rent it out as its actual self" and an "absolute labyrinth of a set" (potentially an actual labyrinth based on a previous comment from director Makalla McPherson) (601)

- RTD confirmed that the 2025 season will not contain an episode celebrating 20 years of New Who (602)

- On the 8th March 2024, RTD claimed they were "shooting a scene that will live forever in Doctor Who history" (602)

- The "climax" of season 2 contains the words tinderbox, Croydon and threshold (603)

- RTD says "oh, I wish you could see that guest star" about the aforementioned episode (603)

#doctor who #doctor who magazine #rtd2 #doctor who 60th anniversary #the star beast #wild blue yonder #doctor who series 14 #doctor who series 15 #the devil's chord #space babies #73 yards #rogue #the legend of ruby sunday #empire of death

[nopony-ask-mclovin]

Pointy pic for @ask-flux-chord

#mlp #pointy pic #mclovin

[kuliak]

Bass/chords are tELHARMONIC H output through Ikarie, then Data Bender (micro mode. DB is clocked, so changing repeats and time creates rhythmic changes throughout the piece. LFO into break CV further keeps the texture evolving. Flux and Centroid both have looping smooth random from Marbles.

Ping sounds are both Ts-L (sequenced by Bloom) with envelopes from Pam on euclidian rhythms. The PWM (receiving the same LFO as break CV) has a longer logarithmic hit, while the sub/square has an exponential decay. The piece starts with the latter at sub-2, but it's switched throughout to define parts of the piece. These switches are very exciting to me - they take the sound from percussive to a second "lead voice." Both of these are mixed into Yester Versio for further rhythmic emphasis.

#electronic music #modular synth #modular synthesis #chiptune #chip music #aesthetic #lofiart #lo fi beats #generative music #looping gif #gif #gearporn #eurorack #glitch #glitch music

[katnissdoesnotfollowback]

Crush My Bones with Bittersweet 🙏

Your titles are my FAVORITE just saying

*Deep breath* This one is a little out there, ngl.

Basic premise is a what if/reincarnation fic. What if Coin somehow screwed up the deception and everyone knew it was her that dropped the bombs on the Capitol children? What if Snow still dies but the Capitol (Snow's granddaughter, hello) manages to maintain control in the chaos after the war? As for the reincarnation aspect, what if Katniss and Peeta died in the war and then were reincarnated a generation later as enemies, but their memories of each other from their previous life grow increasingly stronger with each interaction? Like I said. It's a little out there. I don't have much written yet. Actually what I'm sharing here is everything that is actually written, and the outline is still in flux/very much a draft.

Thanks for the ask, friend! And I always feel like I struggle with titles, lol so that means a lot. <3 kdnfb

**

From the Second Treaty of the Treasons…

Section 1: Let it hereby be declared upon these cessation of hostilities the most Noble and August House of Snow proclaims for the future prosperity of the nation

That the war criminal known as Alma Coin, for her heinous and unpardonable crimes of inciting insurrection, producing harmful and misleading propaganda against the Capitol, and ordering the bombing of children and medics upon both sides of this tragic conflict, shall be executed by hanging in public.

That the military assets of the province known as District Thirteen, to include soldiers, weapons, transportation, physical infrastructure, and medical assets, are hereby remanded into the custody of the Capitol.

That this new military shall be charged with maintaining the peace and prosperity and security of the nation, beholden and obedient to the orders of the office of The President, punishable by death. The specific purpose, powers, and duties of The President shall be delineated in Section II of this treaty. The purpose and duties of said military shall be delineated in Section III of this treaty.

That the most August and Noble endeavor known as the Hunger Games are hereby abolished in perpetuity.

That, in order to secure amity and equality in the need for retribution, to establish a bond of trust and mutual sacrifice among the people of Panem, there shall on each fourth day of July, take place a public Reaping. The purpose and ceremonial procedures of this Reaping to be explained in Section IV.

That henceforth and forevermore, the names ascribed to the late rebels, Katniss and Peeta, are hereby outlawed, neither to be uttered nor given by any citizen, an offense punishable by death.

Always the same dream. A desiccated street cloaked in a blanket of smoke. Agony metallic in her mouth. Searing her skin. Screams hollow in her ears. Muffled. And half a face hovering over hers. The tears welling in her eyes smearing the paint of the image to incomprehensible.

“Don’t go. Don’t go. Please don’t go. You can’t die. No you can’t!”

The crack of gunshots. The full, blooming sky puckered with black smoke.

And then… nothing.

Catriona Nox surfaces slowly from the dream. A recurring nightmare. She blinks the sleep from her eyes and squints at the bright sliver of spring sunshine peeking in through her curtains. Rolls over to carefully luxuriate in her silken sheets. She reaches out and turns the gilded clock on her bedside table, sighing at the time. Her maid allowed her to oversleep.

Tossing aside the covers, she rises from the bed, marches to the window and flings open the drapes. A few blinks and her eyes adjust to the bright morning sunshine and she is able to drink in the bounteous profusion of flowers blooming in her garden. Her lips quirk in a smile. Even a Snow would be envious. Not for nothing is Catriona Nox known as the greenest thumb in the Capitol.

Reaching out, she pulls the velvet chord to ring for her maid and dances across her room towards the ensuite bathroom, starting the bathwater and humming to herself.

#wip file game #crush my bones with bittersweet #bellairestrella #look at that ask

[pagansphinx]

Florine Stettheimer (American, 1877-1944) • The Cathedrals of Broadway • 1929 • Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York City

Women's History Month

A poem inspired by Florine Stettheimer's painting The Cathedrals of Broadway :

The World, Starring You

By Naomi Shihab Nye

Florine, we would live inside your colors! Red joy, golden rushes of hope, the 1929 we will never see. Names of radiant theaters flame your sky – RIALTO – ROXY –citizens mingling in pearls, top hats, inside a glittering flare. Where have they gone? a ticket booth waits like a small domed mosque. An usher – or is he a policeman ? – wearing white gloves and yellow capepivots between welcome and EXIT. Even the mayor looks smart. Frills and flgs, banners,tiny dancing sprites . . .You painted the flurry and flux, abundant addresses of Broadway welcoming crowds. I like the fanfare, the dreamy dazzle, canopies of light! Florine, the early 20th century chimed like a chord, but we are hobblers at the millennium, cleaning out our drawers, nothing looks enough like you. The age of gracious penmanship was yours. Balance your globe on tipsy clock, lift the darkness with arches and stars. And ever, ever, a roped-off fluted SILENCE at the center. Take us where you were and where you are.

#art #painting #fine art #florine stettheimer #woman artist #poetry #art history #poem #naomi shihab nye #woman poet #oil painting #modern art #american modernism #women's history month

[sumire-no-nikki]

Hardy Days

January is a month that takes some time to break into like brand new shoes. It always feels longer than it is. It has been a while since I’ve been online properly though for the best reasons. My days have been full. My desk succumbs to entropy just as soon as I’ve tidied it up, my planner is abundant with marks, overflowing with tasks in constant flux. But that just means my hours are well consumed. My days feel very lived in and I’m endlessly thankful for that.

It hasn’t been all work though! I managed to read 4 books so far this month, two of which I would like to mention here. The first book I read is Before We Say Goodbye, which is the fourth book in the Before the Coffee Gets Cold Series by Toshikazu Kawaguchi. I think the fourth one is my favorite so far, if not a close second to the first book. This one made me cry so hard it felt like a cardio exercise haha. The fifth book hasn’t been translated yet and I’m too impatient so I went ahead and started it in Japanese. I was just telling a pal how much comfier it is in the original language. I think I will reread the previous books in Japanese as well once I can get ahold of it from Kinokuniya. I’m so excited!

Another book I finished recently is Voices of the Dead by Ambrose Parry. It’s a historical fiction medical/crime novel set in Victorian Edinburgh. It also has hints of angsty romance between the two main characters, and if you know me at all, you know angst is my fuel, my reason for being lmao. But on top of the already very attractive premise, I must say the pervasive question of “am I what I come from or am I what I can become” throughout all the books is such a robust subject that I can never get enough of. I really enjoyed it! Ah, but now I’ve got to wait for the next book (if there is one). I’m pretty hopeful because the ending was set up for a continuation for sure, but you never know. Also, can I just complain about something extremely petty? Why is the fourth book’s spine different from the rest of the series? It’s from the same publisher, the same font is used. But why is the symbol not the same size as the other volumes’ symbols? WHY. Why would they make it not line up properly like that? I’m losing my mind!!

Now, I’m not one for redecorating just because it’s a new year, but I did change up my vinyl corner by switching out the old art with two posters in matching red—one from a Mitski concert way back in 2017, and one poster of Billie Marten’s 2023 album. Two very different eras of my life coming together. Quite poetic now that I think about it.

While on the subject of music, I’ve had Marika Hackman’s new album “Big Sigh” on repeat since it came out. Oh my god it’s so so good. I remember thinking when I first heard it, god, this is like having my guts pulled out of me. The lyrics are so raw I felt like my chest was going to cave in. Even the music conveys such angst and self-sabotage. The one song that struck me the most is the penultimate song called “Please Don’t Be So Kind.” That one really spoke to me. I love it so much I figured out the guitar chords by ear because I badly wanted to play it. (It’s just three chords in slightly different arrangements throughout the song: C/G-D/A-Em7/B. Half-step up tuning or more conveniently with capo on the 1st fret). I haven’t stopped thinking about the album and I don’t think I will ever stop doing so. I feel that my life is made richer by having listened to this body of work. Even though it’s rather depressing, I actually relish that about it. I think I’m at an age now where I can clearly see my emotion outside my body. It’s a place I can visit as I please. I can work through my feelings and then when I’ve done my best with it, I can leave it be. I can experience things as deeply as I want to while having the confidence that I won’t lose myself in it. It’s a very freeing sense of clarity.

Also, this is from a while back now but I got the newest volume of the coffee magazine I’m subscribed to and the coffee sampler they sent for the quarter is stellar. It tasted of peach and orange, it was insane. The sampler had enough for only two espresso double shots but it made such an impact I just have to note it down here. The roaster, A Matter of Concrete, is based in Rotterdam. I might have to pop in there to try more of their coffee one of these days. Oh, but this reminds me that my grinders are due for a cleaning. Right, I’ll have to do that sometime tomorrow. And I’m not looking forward to it because I’m always anxious I’ll fuck up the burrs or put the grinders back all wrong. Also, looking at this photo, I have to polish my espresso machine, don’t I? Oops.

What else have I been up to? I’ve recently reconnected with my best friend from my undergraduate days and it has been such a blessing. We didn’t have a fight or anything. We just drifted apart because I moved away for my MA and they went back home for a job offer. But they reached out to let me know they’ll be moving to Europe to start a second degree and a career change!! Which means we will be able to see each other again!! Oh, I’m looking forward to that so much I’m counting the days. I have such fond memories of them I can’t wait to bear hug the hell out of them haha.

I also finally decided to finish a writing project I have left alone to stew in its own unfinished mess for far too long lol. I forced myself to churn as much words as I could, and then the arduous task of negotiating what to keep, what to expand and what to cut came soon after. I’ve since finished it and I’m relieved to have concluded that story. I’m quite satisfied with the arc. It felt like a good study of how I write, what I want from a story and how I can achieve it. Writing is a process of self discovery and I’m always overwhelmed by that feeling when it’s happening in real time. Like you feel minute parts of yourself shifting into new positions, light shed in previously dark corners. It’s overwhelming and terrifying, yet tranquil and natural at the same time. I look forward to whatever I’ll find in the next writing project.

Anyway, I’m off to do a bit of translation work. It has been quite an eventful Friday for me over here, and my weekend is looking like it will be just as busy. How has your January been? I hope you’ve been taking good care of yourself. I leave you with a song by This Is The Kit called “Inside Outside.” It has a groovy bass line that I enjoy playing and straight up just vibing to. I recommend the album it's from if you’re in the market for something new to listen to.

That’s all for now. Until next time!

#diary #sumire-no-nikki

[dustedmagazine]

Mary Lattimore — Goodbye Hotel Arkada (Ghostly)

Photo by Daniel Boczarski

The late poet Richard Hugo, in his slim essay collection The Triggering Town, presents a line — “That silo, filled with chorus girls and grain” — then asks us to “notice the word ‘that.’” With just this one word, we are on the scene with the poet, who is pointing at something; something palpable, something with a discernible, shape, setting, and surface. Not a silo, but that one. Even if you don’t know where precisely the poet has taken you, you know it is somewhere — and that, per Hugo, “is a source of stability” and earns the poet the authority to “indulge [their] flights” into the extraordinary. The harpist and composer Mary Lattimore’s latest album, Goodbye, Hotel Arkada, performs a similar trick. The certainty in her playing and the narrative clarity of her voice as an instrumentalist, composer, and weaver of sound convey a comparable authority and evoke the same sense of that, of somewhere —  even if that somewhere lives only in the fragments of memories or the specters of dreams. Like Hugo’s poet, she points, dropping us into scenes that we believe and recognize, whether they’re real or imagined. Lattimore, like a great poet, opens a window in each song for the listener to take flights of their own.

Unlike the solitary poet that illustrates Hugo’s advice, though, Lattimore is an accomplished and frequent collaborator. She has found common cause with musicians across a wide sonic spectrum. In previous full lengths, she has mixed her harp’s erudition with artists as diverse as Superchunk’s Mac McCaughan, guitar explorer Paul Sukeena, and folk powerhouse Meg Baird,  also featured here, among many others. Her experience melding the talents of disparate performers with her own comes alive on Goodbye, Hotel Arkada. While none of the six featured artists are credited on more than one track, the album has the feel of an ensemble cast. Their contributions are not just backing but lend drama and tension. This is storytelling music, complete with varied perspectives and nuanced characters.

“Arrivederci,” track two, features ex-The Cure drummer and keyboardist, Lol Tolhurst. His synthesizer, wistful and a little chilly, and Lattimore’s harp are in conversation: positing, responding and giving way. This is a duet, a dramatic dialogue, and Tolhurst is a formidable interlocutor. He starts brightly, his chords flowing and pliant, until, after a long passage from Lattimore, which sees her begin to play with greater determination, he rejoins with scratchy, persistent bass pulses. Tolhurst’s character eventually resorts to volume over reasoning. But, rather than be crushed under the weight of the bass, Lattimore continues to play with sparkling emphasis, adding more flourish, and, apparently, getting her point across, perhaps, per the title, saying goodbye for now, as Tolhurst’s keyboard lines return to their bright, ethereal beginnings.

If “Arrivederci” was a dialogue, a plot’s catalytic disagreement, then the following track, “Blender in a Blender,” featuring the guitarist and composer Roy Montgomery, is a Greek chorus zooming out to describe a ravaged world in flux, filling in macro, expository details as the characters continue on below. The song swoops and builds for almost five minutes as ominous keyboards and somber strings bear witness to the landscape, eventually fading to a contemplative silence, until an epochal torrent of keys storms back in from some shadowcast mountain range. It is martial, a threatening, destructive surge of sound, but soon it too is gone. The echoing, driving style is pure Montgomery and immediately recalls, in pace and rhythm, the tense, controlled waves of guitar from his 1996 album, Temple IV, though without quite the extremity of those reeling provocations. On an album that so often and ably shows a nuanced darkness underneath beauty, “Blender in a Blender,” given Montgomery’s presence, feels like a missed opportunity to escalate towards something more visceral.

While most of Goodbye, Hotel Arkada’s 42 minutes are spent in the company of Lattimore and at least one other musician, for a two song stretch, starting with the appropriately named “Music for Applying Shimmering Eye Shadow” and the somehow even more appropriately named “Horses, Glossy on the Hill,” Lattimore is showcased alone. Both have their moments: “Music…” finds a calm, evocative fullness in the trio of twinkling harp, bright but enveloping synths, and Lattimore’s textural breath, but it’s ”Horses…” that’s the standout performance, perhaps the most theatrical piece on a very theatrical album. It starts with knocks that can be nothing but the hooves of the eponymous horses, soon joined by Lattimore’s stuttering harp, which plinks just out of step, struggling but steady, just able to keep pace with the cavalcade. The line finds its stride in a passage of bright picking and strumming that’s ukulele-like in its taut simplicity. The climax is a stream of consciousness: echos and reverb, a blossoming, articulate medley of sound that loses none of its heft or form in the rush. While Lattimore’s effects pedals are a hallmark of her work and present throughout the album, “Horses, Glossy on the Hill,” stands out on Goodbye, Hotel Arkada for the vigor and intricacy with which she applies them, and for the complete vision she’s capable of conjuring in a soliloquy.

Delightful and inventive as Lattimore is on her own, Goodbye, Hotel Arkada is still most remarkable for its collective efforts. In the opening track, “And Then He Wrapped His Wings Around Me,” the accordionist Walt McClements’ nuanced drone and Baird’s articulate, wordless vocals, like Tolhurst’s keys, seem to inspire a greater tenacity in Lattimore’s playing, glissandi grow more insistent and her riffs more oratorial. In the closing track, “Yesterday’s Parties,” too, the presence of Slowdive’s Rachel Goswell vocals and Samara Lubelski’s luminous violin create a lovely, highly reflective fog that Lattimore’s playing reflects from, vibrant and beautiful into a controlled squall at the end. A Bandcamp supporter of Lattimore’s wrote, about her work with the drone group GROWING, that the music “highlights each participant’s strengths while bringing forth something new and wondrous.” This is also an apt description of Goodbye, Hotel Arkada, an album that, without lyrics, tells its stories with many voices and in a poetry that feels tangible, even as it transforms in front of us, catching more light in its sound as it blooms.

Alex Johnson

#mary lattimore #goodbye hotel arkada #ghostly international #alex johnson #albumreview #dusted magazine #harp #lol tolhurst #roy montgomery #meg baird #walt mcclements #rachel goswell #samara lubelski #Bandcamp

[ask-flux-chord]

Ancient Tidings - Page 43

A king can normally feel out his subjects and other changelings, though usually other changelings outside of a hive have a much weaker link.

#flux chord #art #mlp #fim #changeling #mlp fim #comic #ancient tidings #story

[ask-ghostly-mist]

And so she started visiting him for lunch almost everyday!

Just a little bit of marital time on company dime!

#ghostly mist #flux chord #mlp oc #a bit of a sneak peak at some of their earlier days #a goofy little rp I finally put to the pen #it's kinda nice and funny at the same time to have a regular sized pony in there between them #just to further emphasize the height difference

[blueiight]

amc iwtv ep 3 w/ K&Y (post parade 2 in 1!)

- lestat reading the 1910s equiv of wikipedia (times picayune) history of jackson square fanned tf out v. louis saying do it mention how theyd take runaway slaves head off n hang them on pikes? the true history of slavery preserved outside the ivory tower thru lineage (cuz 1910s historians wasnt talmbout it!) + foreshadowing what louis gone do to alderman fenwick :3

- were we put on the earth for a larger purpose? v. lestat saying well, im the one who put you on this earth. okay daddy???!….

- got it off ur shelf — lestat argues w ppl w/o watching the game & only watches the boxscores

- THE ANGEL OF SALVATION PASSING OVER US. LETROLL. shes so floored at lestat’s power & is joked out at their every snarky rude comment ….

- LOUIS U KILLED MY MEOW MEOW… LOUIS WHY DO U KILL CUTE FLUFFY ANIMALS…

- WE WORLDWIDEEEE (being discussed in atlanta🪦🪦)

- morality to buoy ur existence.. antoinette being introduced as lestat becomes dilussioned w louis veganist ways.. a woman louis hired to sing, the snake singing an aria of fun, the artiste to lestat’s artist ways as louis plays a bird refusing to fly.. and/or louis aint puttin out no more? whats really tea Og… mad ya wife aint puttin out mmtch. louis de pointe du lac the dark prince of iberville. bodied my idol💔

- 2022!Louis going awwwww lestat invented music🥰 but seething inside cuz its when he met his side bitch.. his killing is secret away from me now (but hes also getting play elsewhere… wow). juxtaposed w lestat destroying the self esteem of & torturing the italian tenor this is hilarious…. think i said sum semi-profound on it a month or 2 ago but icb😂✌🏾

- bitter ex 1973 louis is taking me. i love how his accent is slightly different: very generic california vocal fry in the 70s vs. the selective inflection of his natural accent when he in his feelings , self hypnotizing as JA says it, in the 2020s. my unpopular opinion is that there is no contradiction yes theres obviously 2 diff stories being told but its NOT A contradiction here me aht – memory is a sacred meat drying all the time. it always changes as the person grows. how i remembered sum at 11 not the same i remember it at REDACTED years old today, much less how ill remember my relationships w current / recent lovers when im even older. resenting how much u love the one who taught u how to love. feeling like a victim w no recourse is a heavy , very unsupported socially rejected burden to carry in our lifespans….u can imagine this constant flux of perspective , the love of ur maker who destroyed & created u to live a near eternity with. vampires r created out of trauma (not quoted in this ep but quoted later) so its also a meta commentary for how trauma alters memories. this is the odyssey of recollection. was it raining? lestat’s boots were muddy bc of the lack of paved streets u say. or was he watching u get head n seething at ur hearts in sync w/ a human of lover’s past, as his and antoientte’s hearts were comically offbeat from eachother? was meeting jonah some unknown decades later, being called a walking devil by him, drive further resentment coloring his past with lestat when daniel first interviewed him? what is recollection for an immortal being, if not throwing a mere ripple in time’s ocean and watching the wave effects?

- 1917 was a year rigged to burn. oh boy was it

- I do everything for Louis girlll im damn near boutta fuck u on this couch to get his attention . this is like elite levels of toxicity here. why not a chord? why not a cluster? lestat was tryna fuck boffem 😭😭😭See this why louis is a bougie creole bitty tryna keep the illusion of undeclared marriage w his progenitor over his pride. cuz if he was where im from he woulda at the very least set up the demise of ms. antoinette!

- “CHEATER! BUT I BET IF HE STARTED CHEATING U A HAD PROBLEMS” how is she predicting the episode already

- While the domestic front simmered on diet and sanctioned infidelity… Never change at all 2022!louis ur smartass mouth is everything.

- Louis winning the card game .. he can read minds na…

- AINT U GOOD AT NOTICING WHATS PLAIN BODIED MY IDOL JONAH.. louis askin WHERE U BEEN JONAH 😉❓. another perfect accent moment. & i love jonah’s accent too like its cute. it does whats needed here

- Girl hes laying it on thick like hello louis de pointe du lac n da art of macking. Aint age a day since i seen u last being a black vampire gotta be easy just say its MELATONIN…. also Jonah asking about the current bf likeee hello. how ur new dic treatin u. I think We made a fujo out sis here

- “No dont justify it baby girl u getting ur lick back” I LOVE HER OPINION HELLOOOOO.

- THERE HE IS…. THERE. HE. IS. the devil walks at night.. mrs. florence homophobia vindicated by the 1 in a kajillion chance her son was also turned into a vampire.

- “After Louis had the worst night on earth, here come this bozo [Lestat]” shes rly a louis martyr omd😭😭😭😭

- She seen lestat control all the soldiers & say “wow maybe i do wanna be a vampire”. Also she noticed his ears bleeding out after making all them leave👀 lemme find out lestat was tryna munch on some wwi soldiers & took a likkle breaky break b4hand

- “Hmpf..this tedious Negro clinging onto his Creole heritage like a liferaft” “Maybe Tom is right: Louis just a dumb pimp who got robbed blind years ago.” “That’s a ‘sir’ for you!” “THUGGISH BEHAVIOR” “Accept your place in the world…Sodomite townhouse… I am the sun” & this is why alderman fenwick needed to die be blessed!! 🥰 . Finn o’shea tricked ur ass louis his ppl turned white off ur back ..

- This is Louis’s hobby, not mine LESTAT way to sound like a condescending husband here lol

- When your mother see the devil in your eyes… that’s a hard assessment to hedge against …

- Lestat dont get its not sm bout the money but its bout the power. what it means to be a black man in power on the margins.

- Bricktop saying the colored only sign was a stupid fuckin business plan LMAOOO she knows.

- I was what- I was manic… 2022!Louis perfect mix of self awareness v. self delusion . the loss of his creole status here coupled w everything else. born inhuman off the pyres of ur former racialization

- “DA JEWISH MAN GET IT” @ Daniel saying take a Black man in america make him a vampire N FUCK W IT 😭😭😭obsessed w her assigning him jewish at first watch

- “PUT DAT WHITE BOY INA TORTURE RACK!” shes got it man.

- Top 5 louis cut throat committy moments here why is ur heart beating so fast :3 psychologically& physically gores consumes u & hangs ur corpse up top the cathedral. This moment being louis embracing hes a vampire to smite the face of white supremacy.. wow. louis turning into the princess of pan africanism talmbout mah pipo like ok man👍🏾then tellin lestot thats why you always gone be alone like oh my word

- “THEY BEEN GENTRIFYING OUR CITY FOREVER!” TELL EM !!!

- the garish display of his body … was that also ‘for your people’? UHH YES LESTAT DATS WHAT WHITE FOLK USED TO DO (STILL DO TO) NIGGAS LIKE IN REAL LIFE HISTORY BIG BRO…

- “THIS SICKO!” at lestat wanting to make this day his anniversary LOLL

- I could not save the Azalea. I could not save Storyville. I could not save the aunt on the wrong side of the wall, but I could save her…My light. My Claudia. My redemption. (contrast this view of claudia to lestat seeing her as his dark child.. generational cycles being broken (or formed anew) and new cycles of horror being started in the domestic)

- she said A+ this a good episode

#yn. #iwtv #iwtv with K&Y

[crystal-lillies]

I haven't gotten to see Power of the Doctor yet (cries, soon) but from the lack of gifs showing any Thasmin kiss I can assume there wasn't any which. Y'know as much as I love a very more ace Doctor for once it does strike a bitter chord that since 8 we've had a m/f kiss with very nearly every Doctor and companion. 8 + Grace, 9 + Rose, 10 + Rose, Martha, Donna (even as a joke), 11 + Amy, River, Clara, 12 + River, Missy, (only exception is Bill).

And though we got a reference to River as wife from 13, and some more romantically laced dialogue in the last year, we haven't seen a single even CPR/"save your life/distraction" kind of kiss with Thasmin after two seasons, Flux, and three specials. And yeah, I could say this incarnation of the Doctor is notorious for keeping people at arm's length even moreso than her previous incarnations and so it would not be as in character for any of the ~kiss~ shenanigans to happen even comedically.

And yeah, I could say we don't need a kiss to show a relationship, so long as there is emotional connection and hand holding. And don't get me wrong I do love some yearning and soft touches and emotional words.

It just feels sour to me? Just. Not right?

You know *especially* when RTD takes over if there's a kiss right out of the gate within the first episode, or something. Like. Just with the episode counts already, if there's some kind of collective retcon to 2005 era and it's given all the great marketing and episode numbers and support it just adds fuel to the fire of betrayal that was how this era was handled.

#flowerspeak #doctor who #power of the doctor #thasmin #thirteenth doctor #13th doctor #yasmin khan #rant #not tagging all the doctors and companions for just a mention #but i also have seen thanks to youtube subscription and dw website that david is being marketed as 14 instead of ncuti and #look i love david but he is the fucking 10th doctor what fucking hullaballoo is rtd and bbc on that he gets to carry the mantle #of a FULL ON SECOND NUMBERED DOCTOR instead of just a mistake like metacrisis #not only are you shitting on jodie's already shit on run but you're also priming people to shit on ncuti even more #bc there are PLENTY of ppl who only want david as the doctor ever and that is just not how it works. this isn't how it works #revisiting old faces for tom baker as the curator worked #and i could be ok with this more if it was marketed as a mistake in the regeneration #if we saw ncuti's face for a moment and then it suddenly went to david to show something messing but ncuti is SUPPOSED TO BE 14 #but i digress i have not seen the context but I'm already unhappy w the marketing this is exactly what i dreaded would happen

[rcmndedlisten]

PJ Harvey - “A Child’s Question, August”

Photo by Steve Gullick

For her part, Polly Jean Harvey has done more than her fair share with her art in bringing to the surface everyday grievances within our society and the ugliness of politics’ impact in eroding this world. This makes “A Child’s Question, August”, the lead single from the alternative rock songwriter’s forthcoming tenth studio album, I Inside the Old Year Dying, an anomaly in that scheme. Still, it’s in consistency with her perpetual desire to evolve her music beyond what came before it and offer her audience mind food that gives cause to examine one’s place in all that they do. “Love me tender / Tender love,” she sings in refrain over a steady, cushed drum timbre. Guitar chords ring through a fog imagery of naturistic themes in flux, and as the she and the listen move through the scenery, we’re graced by yet another dimension of PJ Harvey’s specter over the universe, stilling haunting us even in her most comforting form.

Directed by: Steve Gullick & PJ Harvey

PJ Harvey’s I Inside the Old Year Dying will be released July 7th on Partisan Records.

#new music #pj harvey #partisan records

[rufusrant]

Florence + the Machine - High As Hope: Album Review

This is the hardest album I've had to review yet. But I suppose that does not really carry so much weight seeing how I've only ever reviewed F+TM's previous 3 albums. Nevertheless, here we are.

In F+TM's discography, High As Hope is an anomaly in almost every way possible: it's their shortest album, the only one out under the Virgin EMI label, and there's only ever been a standard release of it (no deluxe versions or Target exclusives or any alternate editions). And then there's the album itself. I've reviewed all 10 tracks below.

Thus, standard warning here: I am not trained in music or its production in any way and these are all my own opinions as a fan, so feel free to disagree with me. I adore the band and this is only for fun lol.

And thus, onto the review!

#1: June

The review of High as Hope on Pitchfork calls this “a glum song about a high” and I agree, but I think this said glumness is the song’s greatest strength. It starts out so uncharacteristically slow and understated as compared to every other opening song Florence has done so far, but it works so well setting up the tone of what we’re about to expect, and in my opinion is the definitive song of the album. It’s far from the ambitiousness of the band’s previous work but makes the conversational, contemporary prose style work with Florence’s precisely spread vocals, and it all comes to one huge lift when the instrumentals start building up at the end. We might be starting more humbly and downplayed than before, but that’s exactly what makes it so heady, contemplative and altogether a song that really pushes through. 8/10.

#2: Hunger

My feelings on this flux so much. Some days I adore its honesty, vulnerability and joyfully confessional lyrics, but it has never struck that deep a chord within me — because I have no clue where she’s going with this song. I realise that it might be an overly personal choice, but could it be because the sudden mention of “staring at your phone” starkly pulls one out from Florence’s inner world and shunts us back into ours? This has never been a song I loved, but when it hits me, it hits me right where it needs to. I’d say the poetic lyrics are its true saving grace. 6/10.

#3: South London Forever

Look, I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. 

I know that this is an autobiographical song but I firmly dislike this without a doubt. Listening to this feels like I’m being given a tour by a group of people who are all arguing about where to go and what to do first to the point of just standing still and not moving at all. I can’t help but feel from reading the rambling lyrics that this was meant to have the understated and stripped-down tones of June albeit more lighthearted in some Bildrungsroman sense, but it fails because the melody keeps hiking itself higher and higher till there’s just a huge height to fall from. And boy does it fall. I feel that entirely displaces the essence of the song. Also, I can’t stand the “over and over” bit. Instant skip. 2/10.

#4: Big God

Putting this after its disappointing predecessor redeems this entire album all on its own. This feels like it belongs on Ceremonials because it sounds so dark and foreboding, but I love how it earns its place here simply because it’s actually a song, in Florence’s own magnificent words, about:

“obviously, an unfillable hole in the soul, but mainly about someone not replying to my text.”

Only Florence Welch, man. 

It’s such a stormy, visceral song about a relatively minor modern problem. Literally the meme of “me at every inconvenience”. And it’s done with these divine, writhing lyrics about longing combined with such a satisfying build-up of tension throughout that’s released in the outro where she all but begs to be consumed by a higher power. It’s classic Florence. Shout out to the absolutely stellar music video released for this too, with all the water and witchy performances from Florence and her dancers. 9.5/10.

#5: Sky Full Of Song

This song is pure poetry. It feels like something that comes after a pyrrhic victory or a defeat, but at the same time, fittingly, feels like it’s being filtered through clouds, how calm it is. The instrumentals take a backseat as the focus is placed on Florence’s vocals, and what a great choice because it feels so much more intimate and leaves such a deep impact. It also hits hard on how this song is meant to illustrate Florence’s loneliness as such comes down from the high after having performed and needs to regain a proper sense of herself. And I am so glad to say that she succeeds so much. 7.5/10.

#6: Grace

Another autobiographical song: Grace is Florence’s younger sister. With its soulfully tender lyrics, Florence apologises to Grace for having mistreated her, and it’s made whole with a heartfelt ballad that leaves me in tears. As an older sister myself, I related so much to Florence’s feelings here, because she achieves the feat of making the unique pain and regret of bearing such deep love for your siblings and knowing that you should’ve treated them better into something so beautifully hopeful.

Thanks to this song, people all over the world shout-sing Grace’s name, followed by “I know you carry us” and “you are so loved.” Could there be a better tribute? I’m so glad that Florence was able to communicate her love for Grace in this way, and am glad they have a much healthier relationship now. 8.5/10.

#7: Patricia

Another tribute, but this time it's to one of Florence’s biggest idols, Patti Smith. I love how this song sounds so powerfully joyful and is unabashedly a love letter to women. I like this song overall  — it starts out strong with great lyrics but ultimately ends a bit abruptly with the brass instrumentation akin to that on How Big How Blue How Beautiful (the track) laying in as Florence trails off at the end, thus making it kind of uneven for me. But other than that it’s one of the songs on the album I feel stands out more on its own. 6.5/10.

#8: 100 Years

An angry, fantastical stomper. This is the album’s longest and most ambitious track and endeavours to show it: it’s unmistakably a song in the battle-strong vein of Queen of Peace but toes the line between modernity and high fantasy, and what a great choice because Florence absolutely kills it and I’m so obsessed with this. The percussion here is so tight and ritualistic and when its coupled with Florence’s war cries, one of the best choruses of all time and the simmering rage in her downtrodden-but-never-defeated vocals, it makes the perfect rebellion/protest anthem and my personal favourite on the album. 10/10.

#9: The End Of Love

…in all honesty, this is one song that I can never remember a single thing about. Though it has stunningly haunting personal lyrics and Florence starts this one so beautifully and tenderly, halfway through it just goes off-kilter for me. It’s undoubtedly soulful yet somehow feels lethargic and lacking in integral soul; which is a drag since it comes right after we’ve geared up for battle in the previous track. Though, I guess when one interprets the song this way, it might just be the perfect song to play on the trudge home after failing and wallowing in it before moving on.

This was very nearly the title track of this album, but we got High As Hope in the end because let’s be real, how do you make something called The End Of Love not depressing? To me, the whole song embodies the feeling of finally giving up and moving on. But then there’s nothing left. Just a hollow void that does not make a dent. 3/10.

#10: No Choir

I’m so blown away by this one. It’s one of Florence’s most gentle numbers. There is quite literally no choir. No masks. No grandiosity. Just Florence. I know I previously said that June is this album’s definitive track, but this would be next in line if only it did not already fulfil the position of being something else entirely: something I can't quite name. But it's something that radiates and inspires so much, if I may, hope.

I’ll never forget the emotion Florence’s humming in the outro elicited from me. This song is serenity and love itself. It feels like a farewell. It feels like a reunion. It feels like the end of a life and yet a new beginning. But most of all, again, this is what hope really feels like. High As Hope indeed. 10/10.

Overview: There are two stylistic sides to this album: gentle domesticity and raw emotion. But it mostly feels like the former. This genuinely feels like Florence at her most intimate lyric-wise but at her most distant sonically. That is to say: this is the least ethereal, or, ‘off-brand’ F+TM has ever been yet, and as a result it seems a general consensus that High As Hope is (unfortunately) the band’s least-loved album. Added on with how minimalist it is in terms of length, production and how generally sparse it feels as a whole when compared to the more cosmically epic sound and larger-than-life themes of the previous three records — something I, too, have been guilty of thinking. 

However, to say that Florence + the Machine has ever made a bad album is far from the truth. Let me explain:

I must admit I feel so sorry as this is Florence’s first album done in complete sobriety; to show that she was in a much better place and yet it's got this reputation of being the weird beige spot on an otherwise immaculate discography. But it does not feel fair to dismiss it as such. 

So I’d like to bring up this tweet:

This is the album where Florence really started this latter form of songwriting in earnest, and as all first works and experimentation go I guess I can see why it did not garner as much reception as the former. But some of the songs that utilise the first type are genuinely good. There’s June. Sky Full Of Song. Grace. No Choir. Their truest beauty and greatest qualities lie in their lyrics, which are contemporary poems of their own — I read Florence’s lyrics/poetry book Useless Magic last year and SHE KNOWS SHE IS A POET — and I feel that she captures so many indescribable feelings with this newly ragged authenticity, all coupled with this pre-existing atmosphere F+T M embodies of wanting to feel something larger than yourself— though maybe one could argue that the latter statement doesn’t fit this album as a whole, seeing how no-frills it feels. And it is.

But as we all know, music is subjective and I find that after the literal odyssey Florence went on in How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful, are we really so surprised that she’d want to come dock her boat back on earth, just for a bit? 6.5/10.

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#florence + the machine #high as hope #florence welch #album review