#Shut up eryka

[warmspice]

Chopped: After Hours walked so Bon Appetit Test Kitchen could run

#Personality driven cooking #Listen..... You could call out all these other cooking tv shows #But only chopped after hours truly parallels the batk vibe #Chopped #Food network #Bon appetit #Bon appetit test kitchen #Do you guys even Remeber that show #Chopped isn't running anymore I don't think #But like. It doesn't even compare to after hours #It's just. Friends having a blast and eating food #Bants? #Joy? #Shut up eryka #Batk #100*

[cherrybloodkei]

So I'm finally legally allowed to play three houses tomorrow (promised my best friend we would start together so I still haven't started--) so since I'm getting hyped for it I wanted to post my ocs already. Made a new class with that same friend but I blocked her characters since I didn't asked if I could post them-- anyways we're the Silver owls but the color is green (like black eagles are associated with red) and we're the most dumbass chaotic class of the monastery. The little dude with red hair is one of our assigned teacher he's 14 and doesn't know how to tie his shoes but he knows how to kill a man 100 different ways without having to think about it too hard. Admittedly, I'm not too sure what this says about him.

#hello my name is Naomy and I have 5 too many ocs #I love all of my children and I don't care that one of them is Spanish in a German country I'll find an unused spot on the map to explain it #lazy ass art on outdated art program but idgaf #I'll try drawing them with the official art style when I come back from vacation and finish the game #my ocs #my art #fire emblem three houses #feth #fe three houses #Adelio Andres Elvita Florentinez #Amalee Karleigh Shannia Henrika Klingemann #Rayma Sunhild #Adalheidis Eryka Astlyr Helsethdotter #my children #shut up kei #Jules Valentin Durendell #Nourse

[cupofsquirrelfan]

Thinking about the chicken broth I had while I was in the hospital and how that shit warmed my whole body up every time

God that shit was soooooo good especially when I could only have clear liquids

I don’t miss being in the hospital but I miss the chicken broth

“Eryka you can literally go to the store and buy chicken broth for yourself”

Shut up

#Eryka talks #chicken broth #sooooo good and for what

[theblackme]

Who doesn‘t like Eryka Badu moreover who doesn’t like Fela Kuti? When the two collide we are blessed with a amazing 400 or Vinyl box set called ‘Fela‘ curated by Eryka Badu.

Now I’m a big fan of both so it wasn’t long before I was washed away into the sea of rhythms that nobody on the planet has ever been able to replicate. You have to understand Fela is an institution and once you have just one of his songs you are part ofthat global institution too. The selection of songs are not only carefully chosen, but carefully lined up in an audacious sequence. The music of Fela is simple yet complex at the same time, its the singular rhythm that often hooks before you are aware of the weaving patterns and arrangements which fly in the face of traditional productions.

They say the pen is mightier than the sword and on ‘Army Arrangement’ we are reminded that Fela is an amazing poet and activist painting the picture of everyday struggles corrupt governments and unbridle love in one sentence. When l first heard this track I played it four times in a row. each time being aware of something new. Almost like a who-done-it the tune unearths a different mood a different sound a different conclusion on each listen. To ‘Underground System‘ more traditional in it‘s make-up with Fela not only singing, but preaching to the listener and this time the music buckles to allow the words to punch. This song is a real tribute to the arranger with eyes shut you can picture the brass section urged to awake then ushered away the mic almost swallowed as the words are digested. Nobody was untouchable to Fela no subject out of bounds and ‘Underground System‘ is a feast of political shaming and satire.

‘VlP (Part 1)” another track Eryka Badu has blessed us with… this live performance stands up to the intro given on stage. in fact the intro is so good it seemed the Berlin audience were wetting themselves in anticipation.

Fela walks through the tapestry of sounds to introduce himself as an African. He rips into the wealthy and uplifts the poor before the instrumentation sneaks up on us. Todays Afrobeats are not million miles away from this hypnotic, simplistic and positive mantra. In 2018 artist want to keep us dancing and that’s a good thing. What’s missing is an African leader mixing up the music and social mumblings of a nation in bitesize beats.

When you listen to Fela you listen to the world. He’s was in love with Africa and Africa loved him back. His words resinate with us all and it‘s our duty to keep this music alive.

You need this in your life because music = Fela.

The audio has been restored and remastered from Fela’s original Nigerian recordings. The artwork for each album has been meticulously recreated from original album artwork, alongside vintage vinyl label artwork. The box also includes a 20-page full colour booklet featuring seven personal essays written by Erykah Badu, seven in-depth commentaries by veteran music journalist and Afrobeat historian, Chris May; song lyrics; and never before published photos of Fela Kuti, plus a 16"x24" poster designed by Nigerian artist Lemi Ghariokwu, the creative force behind 26 of Fela Kuti‘s album covers.

OUT NOW.

WATCH/ LISTEN: Fela Kuti - “Coffin For Head of State” YouTube: https://youtu.be/3VfWCwBROLc (featuring commentary by Afrobeat historian Chris May)

#fela #fela kuti #afrobeats #nigeria

[futurepoetlaureate]

Rawest in the Rarest Form

Frozen

A little piece of me died Trying to let time heal, I tried I watched my grandma float away Before she left I tried to pray I watched her where she laid But the memories never fade My last words to her I love you I know there’s no way we can go back If we do then our path would be off track Sweeping up the broken pieces No more rides in grandpa’s caprices Frozen in these moments I finally understand why I became a poet.

Rawest in the Rarest Form

Forever is a mighty long day

Plotting where my heart may stay

The taste of love is bittersweet

Knees become weak

I’m founding myself

Pulled myself off of grandpa’s dusty old shelf

Rawest in my rarest form

Lord these Decatur days taught me some southern charm

Probably will become the greatest some day

On bended knee as I pray

My soul swings on grandma’s patio

As the wind flows through hair

With hand’s caressing the crisp air

I’ll never be as a perfect

And I’m fine with that

My flaws molded by presence

Surprise! To the masses I’m their present.

Mixed Messages

Intentions full of mixed messages

Standing out on grandma’s terraces

Thinking too aloud

Wondering if my thoughts will allow me to drift into clouds

I want to be there with her

But I’m scared of what might occur

My soul wants to be free

But my mind won’t let me be

I’m feeling like this sunny day is meant for me

But these grey thoughts won’t let me see

They say actions speak louder than words

Every moment spent is pulling at my heart’s chords

Beauty in its rarity

Searching deep for some clarity.

Looking For Love

I heard you was looking for love

With your eyes to the doves

For a guy to secure your heart

I heard your looking for a new start

Looking for someone to trust

I heard you wasn’t in a rush

Somebody who will stand the test of time

Who knows your worth more than dimes?

I heard he might be your first

When you’re down he’ll give you a burst

Under the stars is where you laid

On bended knee you’ve prayed

Even wished on a shooting star

You deserve more than sub-par

I’ve been looking myself

Pulled my heart recently off the shelf

Dusted my ambitions off

The fear of being lonely has been shut off

I heard you was one of a kind

Somebody to spark your mind

There’s more to the process

I’ve been playing with love too much in recess

I’ve looked far and wide

While running in full stride

I stopped for a moment to look into the stars

Even though you shined your presence seemed far

Only way to get close was to strap a rocket to my back

And if you ever became a shooting star I would forever have your back.

Float

Lord before I sink please let me float

I took small steps from the boat

I felt the tides against my face

Against the waves it felt like a race

I turned my eyes to the sun

My journey just started it was never done

I shared my best times with you

Questions arise like, “Who?”

The skies remained blue

The feelings for who name I wouldn’t mention remained true

I crossed the burning bridges to rescue my people

Ambitious highs felt from the church steeple

Feet swinging with views of below

I never knew being that high could make me feel so low

Picking up myself from the ashes

I ran into her as her world crashes

This world can be bitch, but I was taught women are worth more

Speaking to the masses became a household chore

My name became the limelight

Judged by the public’s eye I thought we may fight

The hatred against me was never alright

My future was always bright

I use to be my idol’s fan

But now I’m grown, I’m a man.

Eryka Badu

Poetry became my way out

The world’s hatred became my people’s clout

I don’t even know how I made it this far

Close enough to reach the stars

God helped me up when I had sinking feelings

The memories within are reeling

Pulling back on my presence

Waiting till Christmas to deliver my presents

Bringing my ambitions to forefront

I missing granny’s home front

Front stoop with my the kin

On bended knee asking forgiveness for our sins

How do broken hearts mend?

My people I will defend

I use to want to run away

But God gave me a chance to see another day

How else would I make it this far?

Radio Silence

I always felt myself as a target

Once I found myself they tried to pull me off the market

But all within finally became okay

My ambitious push me onto a new day

I walk with a joyful stride

I humbled my pride

Preserved my status in this life

Weathered myself in this current strife

I closed my eyes

I know exactly where the darkness lies

I know where my light shines towards

I know how to pull their heartstrings when playing chords

God has me speaking in my clearest mind

Lord I’m amazed at what I would find

My heart had my eyes on the prize

Before I could speak my future into existences my words capsized

Only way to heal my soul was Anita in the background

I’m blessed by what I found

My heart was in radio silence

I’m just praying I can turn feelings into a certain balance.

[warmspice]

The only way I am able to flirt with a girl is by showing her I listen to girl in red and king princess

#Girl in red #King princess #Shut up eryka #😔😔😔 I really am useless huh? #😪

[warmspice]

Someone really let bdg be THAT talented huh?

#😭😭😪😪😪😭😭 Dances moving is so good why haven't I watched it before #How is he such an absolute legend #Bdg #brian david gilbert #Shut up eryka #AND THE ALTOGETHER??? #You're just doing so good

[warmspice]

Watching Alton Brown eat a spoonful of what is essentially mayo and sour cream activated my fight or flight response

#Sir....... You have rights.... But this is an abuse of them #Alton brown #Shut up Eryka #Food network #Also! There's a lot of Alton thirst in this tag which is also valid but hot damn #Gold star

[warmspice]

The second I hear someone's into [kind of niche queer musician] I go oh? Friend?

#This was originally about #King princess #But then I thought. This goes for any queer musician #Same goes for #Girl in red #You like QUEER MUSIC? #I'm like Oh! How wonderful! Very cool! Very cool indeed! #I need some more sapphic musicians #Please!!! #Recommend some to me!! #Wlw #Sapphic #Queer #Where are all the kp fans at my school at??? #And I say gay as an umbrella term! All sapphic welcome please! #Shut up eryka #Chloe moriondo #!!!!!!! I forgot about her!!!!!

[warmspice]

Claire can carry a baby. As a treat.

#She's so joyful!!!!!!! #I genuinely just live her having a good time and I can't shut up about it #bon appétit test kitchen #claire saffitz #BA #Shut up eryka

[warmspice]

Three weeks later I'm still sobbing over the masterpiece that is midnight love

#Its so good #Probably my favourite song of hers to date #Oh my GOD #Girl in red #Shut up eryka