#[ onyon...... ]

[shortsunboy]

Inktober arts

FROM DAY 21 TO 27

21 chains

22 scratchy

23 celestial

24 shallow

25 dangerous

26 remove

27 beast

I am posting them all together to reduce spam :]

#undertale #art #artists on tumblr #undertale fanart #digital artist #undertale game #sans fanart #undertale papyrus #undertale au #undertale fandom #inktober art #inktober challenge #inktober #mad mew mew #onyon san undertale #undertale frisk #frisk dreemurr #asriel dreemurr #asriel #asgore fanart #lesser dog #papyrus fanart #papyrus the skeleton #sans and papyrus #papyrus #sans the skeleton #undertale sans

[robobarbie]

SOLD TO BP LIS + ONION FOR WATTPAD HOUE I BEG YOU 🙇🙇🙇🙇

Oh we already did sold 2 the boys last time!

But……… this is for the onion fans

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You’re thrown to the dirt at the feet of a stranger — some man you’ve had the fortune to never meet before. But, as usual, your luck has run dry.

He nudges your chin with the tip of his shoe and you slowly lift your head to meet your captor. Tall. Glasses. Looks like a bit of a dick.

“You’re my new pet, then?”

Your parents clear their throats behind you and the man glances at them, clearly annoyed. “Yes, yes.” He pulls a wad of cash from his pocket and throws it their direction — you think you hear one of them catch it. “Payment.”

“Is that i-it…?” You can’t help the words that whisper from your lips.

“Hm?” He crouches in front of you and takes your chin now in his hands. “What’s it?”

“Is that… all I’m worth?” A tear falls down your cheek and into the dry dirt below. “Just a wad of cash?”

The man considers you, tilting your head left then right before turning you back to face him.

He stands and brushes the dirt from his pants. “We done here?”

Your parents quickly say their goodbyes and, before you can stand and turn, are in their car and driving back down the dark road. You watch their taillights dim into the black night, the thin wad of cash at the forefront of your mind.

That was it. That was all you ever meant to them. They took it and ran.

Your hold yourself and bend over, trying to hold back your tears. You’re worth more. You’re worth more. Your fingernails dig into your skin and your vision blurs. The chant echoes in your mind and you clench your teeth and will it into reality.

A hand on your shoulder steadies your vision and brings breath back to your chest. The strange man stands you straight and steps into your sight, gently brushing your hair from your face.

“You’re worth more,” he murmurs. “Far, far more.”

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A/N: onionthief fans only have rights sometimes

#bp ask #bp au hour wattpad dreamer 2.0 #MANNNNNNNN #ONYON #oneeon #anyan #onionthief #unyun #ashes-to-ashhes

[therealatri-blog]

#destiny 2 #nezarec #onyon

[dustedmagazine]

Onyon — Last Days on Earth (Trouble in Mind)

Photo by Paul Günther

About a year ago, Trouble in Mind reissued Onyon’s German cassette debut, the self-titled Onyon, which I called “antic without being over-caffeinated and sharp without aiming for mechanical precision. The whole enterprise feels like a rickety wind-up toy, charming, improbable and flailing wildly.”Now the Leipzig post-punk foursome is back with new material, just as spiked and chaotic but with the engine running a little hotter.

The band’s profligate use of synths gives Onyon a wobbly sci-fi aura, a futurism too desolate to really evoke Devo, but skeletal and dystopic enough to make a nod towards Kleenex/LiliPUT.The opening cut “Alien Alien” staggers out of the gate with dissonance, the guitar notes veering from side to side like a concussed quarterback. The synths, too, vibrate like mirages, coming in and out of focus. The drums, though, brook no uncertainty, flailing at the upbeats with a manic flair, while the chant-along verse (in English) rattles determinedly through its paces.You notice, particularly, the growl of bass on this cut, which grounds the whole experience in the gut.It’s an eerie, surreal pile of wiry scrap metal, this song, but it moves and swaggers.

“Egg Machine,” likewise starts in noise guitars, their tortured yowl coalescing in a kind of serrated jangle.“I stare at the egg machine,” the singer snarls, sounding none too happy about it, a bash and clatter pushing her onwards.There are two singers in this band, and, no idea which one this is, but she has a guttural, belligerent kind of delivery that reminds me of Ana da Silva.

Those are the singles, but the rest of the album is equally worthy.I like the stark brutality of “I Would Like to Eat the Newspaper,” its pummeling drum beat met by crashing guitar chords and spook house keyboards.It’s ferocious and unearthly at once, the rhythm section grounded and physical, the keyboards disembodied.The final cut bristles with zinging guitar scrambles, shudders with tactile bass.It rattles and careens and shouts in rhythm, and yes, it seems to be about the dice gameYahtzhee!Why wouldn’t it be?

A lot of punk bands are playing with synths and electric keyboards these days, and there are lots of ways to do it.Onyon does it by abstracting out any pop ingratiation and making the sounds as sharp and warlike as everything else, only undead, too.

Jennifer Kelly

#onyon #last days on earth #trouble in mind #jennifer kelly #albumreview #dusted magazine #punk #post-punk #kleenex liliput #raincoats #leipzig #Bandcamp

[thepizzalovingturtle]

Was thinking about The Munchables.  Yes, I am nostalgia-posting again.  

#TPLT Sketch #The Munchables #Onyon #Chomper

[icrazy-snowyowl]

ALL THE ONIONS!!

#crazy's art #aka just myself over and over agian but looking different lol #i love them all so much #Onyon #rcu!Onion

[kvltklvb]

#onyon #window shopper #post punk #Bandcamp

[adultcantdraw]

Crispy Grits

We pour the grits, On each other, It helps to crisp, The word of mother.

#adultcantdraw #tumblr #poetry #poems #grits #crispy #shramp #onyon #3kliksphilip

[anothersilentplace]

#onyon #post punk #trouble In mind records #art punk #Leipzig music #Spotify

[gameboyhypercolor]

onyon

#onion #onyon #still life #digital painting

[sammusbird]

you can tell I’m settling in for a rough few days lol

#I wrote on EVERY calendar and planner ‘do not enter the torture vortex’ #anyways I will see y’all on the other side #I am going to go eat some more onyons #dont enter the torture vortex. o7 #got it. thank you Past Me

[heylinfanclub]

CHOMS

#me. #(blelelelelele tastes like vinegar #(and ONYON

[wormsermonizer]

i made a healer his name is onyon funyon he is 2 ft tall and he will save the world 🧅✨

[resaresa]

onyon

[dustedmagazine]

Onyon—S-T (Trouble in Mind)

Photo by Felix Pacholleck

Onyon (U.S. version) by ONYON

There’s a lot of give in Onyon’s jittery post-punk, whether in the oozing spread of undulating bass notes or the loose-skinned reverberation of toms. Where bands like Shopping winch rhythms tight, Onyon lets them sag just a little, so that you sink into them, like crusty shag carpet. Notes drift off key, chants slip sideways, rhythms veer out of whack, pulling to the right like a supermarket car with a half-busted wheel. They’re antic without being over-caffeinated and sharp without aiming for mechanical precision. The whole enterprise feels like a rickety wind-up toy, charming, improbable and flailing wildly.

Onyon is from Leipzig, a city with a small-ish punk scene whose other main attraction, Maraudeurs, caught our attention a couple of years ago (I wrote, “Maraudeur plays bass, drum machine and synths like the instruments dropped down from space; the band sings like someone who learned from subway announcements, and yet it’s not just the strangeness that’s compelling, but the way this alien aesthetic works in its own terms”). Onyon sits a little more comfortably in the post-punk spectrum: oddball, but not so strange in the context of Kleenex/Lilliput and ESG. Also, while Maraudeur is all women, Onyon is a four-piece divided equally by gender. Ilka Kellner and Maria Untheim sing and play guitar and keyboards, respectively, while Mario Pongratz plays drums and Florian Schmidt plays bass. 

At intervals, Onyon’s wild squealing keyboards give it a gothy shading, not too far off from the Lost Sounds. “Catsbody” is all haunted sci-fi squall, while “Kanal” broods ominously, its deadpan chants shrouded by dirge-y swells of synth. “Dry Plants” rests on firmer, dryer ground, its wild lunges and lurches of guitar sound dive-bombing off a steady pulse of bass, and “Fell Naturell” quick-stabs guitar upbeats into a woozy, shifting foundation of bass. Drums rattle drily as the singer declaims in inscrutable German; it’s all sharp edges but loosely put together. 

Onyon’s debut came out first in Germany, and Trouble in Mind is reissuing it with a mind towards preparing the ground for new material a little later on. It’s an intriguing opening salvo, minimalist and brooding, but also likely a lot of fun in a live setting. Onyon’s got layers, and we can all look forward to peeling them back as time goes on. 

Jennifer Kelly

#dusted magazine #album review #jennifer kelly #onyon #trouble in mind #post punk #leipzig

[bluestempigeons]

What are your 5 favourite fancy pigeon breeds? (Sooty is so cute by the way!!!)

I'm excluding the breeds I raise from this, because if I didn't it would be super predictable and boring. Anyways!

Dutch Frillback Pouter (Would love to get these someday! I need to ask around and see if anyone in the US still actively breeds them...) (Bird belongs to Peter Stallmann, who created the breed)

2. Lucerne (this is Beau :) being a fluffbeast)

3. Portuguese Tumbler (Produced by Michael Onyon)

4. Danzig Highflyer (Produced by Brad Child)

5. Genuine Homer (Produced by John Heppner)

Honorable Mention: Rhine Ringbeater (a breed I randomly got absolutely obsessed with for a good month and to my knowledge nobody in the US breeds anymore) (Produced by John Navant)

#ask #need Peter Stallmann to give me 10000000 of his birds. tbh