Finally, Act V Day 3 of A Day in the Life of TchaikovsKYLO Ren! Our favorite messy boy has at last renounced the dark side and reclaimed his true self: Ben Tchaikovsolo! Surprises await for both him and his headstrong waifu who is challenging Emperor Ovaltine all alone. Reylo chaos ensues but can love save the day?
Catch up with the entire series here
Well first off I'm so sorry for the wait on this, I had it 99% finished since 2020 but just lost the heart to post it during Covid and my subsequent depression. I really wanted the people who love this series to know that I haven't abandoned it, and the finale is mostly done as well and I'm so excited to bestow Reylo with a GOOD ENDING they deserve.
As always, I want to dedicate this to some special folks who've motivated me and given me such kindness and patience over the years. I'm SO grateful for the love and support and I really hope you enjoy this one, Ben is (of course) a lot of fun: @pandoraspocksao3 @blackeyedlily @violet1979 @missrenaeann-blog @maryloki3000 @fangiosfriend
yall just love to say your favorite songs would "kill a victorian child" as if tchaikovsky didn't pull up to the orchestra with 16 whole ass fucking cannons in 1812 and the victorian children LOVED that shit
Was watching what I thought was a normal outdoor concert of Tchaikovsky’s 1812 Overture filmed in a Japanese parking lot, when suddenly - at the 6min mark - the camera cut over to a line of fucking 105mm anti-aircraft artillery guns standing by ready to fire
No lo conocí, no pude mirarlo a los ojos, tampoco escuché la voz de sus labios ni sentí el roce de sus dedos al tocar la piel… Pero ¡carajo! He podido reconocer su alma y la pasión de su espíritu gracias a cada una de las composiciones que le heredó a la humanidad y que, hoy por hoy, las ha interpretado de manera soberbia.
I did not know him, I could not look him in the eyes, I did not hear the voice of his lips nor felt the touch of his fingers touching my skin… But, fuck! I have been able to recognize his soul and the passion of his spirit thanks to each of the compositions that he bequeathed to humanity and that, today, this one has interpreted in a superb way.
You know Tchaikovsky was gay because no straight person would have the balls to include 16 cannons, industrial-grade chimes and the French national anthem in their work
If you like Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture, if you like Weird minecraft mechanics, if you like minecraft noteblock covers of songs, if you like ethoslab, then this is the video for you.
Zed (and etho) made a rendition of the 1812 overture, with creepers exploding instead of using cannons. Its great. Go watch it.
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if you're not interested in the process, but just want to hear the final result, skip ahead to 23:09
(You don't need to know anything about minecraft or hemitcraft to enjoy this video)
The best synesthesia songs are those that leave you deaf and in tears, filled with so many colors and emotions and feelings and tastes and pricks deep in your stomach that it hurts. The ones you simply cannot paint.
And this song is the only one that’s done it to me like this
Tchaikovsky is known to have hated his own 1812 Overture, claiming that it was just noisy fanfare and had no warmth or artistry, so know that whenever someone on the classical music side of Tumblr makes a “boom boom cannons” joke, you can be sure that Mr. Tchaiks will be spinning in his grave like some sort of wheel rolling so fast it’s on fire.