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poognthebrainbois · 3 months

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Get to Know Us!

Hey Y'all! We're the Songbook System!

Some general/collective info:

• Call us Song! (Unless we specify who's fronting)

• Collectively they/them (but feel free to ask if you don't know a headmate's personal pronouns)

• Bodily 21

• Bodily white

• Alter count: about 20 active members

• Medically recognized but still working toward diagnosis with our psychiatrist

• BPD, anxiety, MDD, suspected autism

• Introject/nonhuman heavy (introject does not mean just fictional introjects)

DNI:

• Homophobes, transphobes, racists, Trump supporters, antisemites, Islamophobes

• ENDOS/mixed origin of any kind are NOT welcome here

(Edit: fake systems of any kind - do not fucking interact)

• People who think introjects are their source

• Anyone who uses age regression in a sexual context

• Minors just be safe and know your own boundaries. We will most likely not interact directly.

Please interact:

• Traumagenic systems

• OC writers

• DnD players

• Spn fandom

• Mlp fandom

• Fans of the MCU

• X-Men movie fans (have not read the comics but interested)

• Btvs and or general vampire fan

• Artists!

• Small critter enjoyers

• People with cats

• Shitposters

• Gay people (only the cool ones that are inclusive of aspec people)

Fronters/tags below:

Frequent Fronters/Posters:

(And their sign-offs/tags)

Parker/Poog

Big nerd! Loves Spider-Man, cats, and singing!!! Theatre Kid™, Muppet in human form/j, small and asexual. Hyperfixated on the system, needs to drink more water!!!

- they/them

- host/denial holder (of many things)

- brainmade?? Technically??

- 21

- most frequent poster, doesn't tag a lot

- 💖

- #pooger.txt

Chase

Werewolf transgenderism personified. Took the A out of Parker's Asexuality and booked it toward the nearest exit. Wants to be Guy In A 90's Movie so bad.

- he/him 🏳️‍⚧️

- co-host/transness holder????

- introject/brainmade fusion

- 19-21ish

- Horny on main, bisexual trans disaster posting

- 🧡

- #loser boyfriend material

Audre

Cheeky elf with an "English" accent who spends most of his time writing his Reverse Self-insert (aka the character he was introjected from). Will flirt to ignore trauma. Enjoys weed and Scrabble.

- he/??

- unsure what he's here for anymore but he's here

- introject

- early 20's??

- not sure what he posts about but I guess we'll see

- #The Audre Smirk returns

Okay that's it! :)

#dissociative system #did system #osddid #did osdd #actually did #acutally dissociative #complex dissociative disorder #actually dissociative #cdd system #actually a system #actually cdd #endos dni #anti endogenic #anti endo #system intro #system posting #Songbook System #pooger.txt #loser boyfriend material

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jinghengology · 6 months

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Cloudcry Songbook x Jingheng Comparison:

“Sitting bored on my bed one dusk, half the beaded curtain peeled back. In no mood to awaken yet no mood to sleep,”

“clothes half-worn and eyes half-slack.”

“A sudden gust of wind pushes forth the boat, in dreams a war with the borisin we wage. Knife in hand, black and red horses leap on, Alongside my husband's warship, in fight I engage.”

“Two twittering orioles land on their branch,”

(note: remember that the branch is the support system of the tree)

“with karma past doth this life's grief cast. Ten times reborn, with all its love and hate,”

“how hard can one take of a husband lost.”

“Gazing up I now see daylight through that verdigris,”

“those past loves and past lives seen only in reveries.”

“When the dragon turns red, then the green pines shall shed.”

Red: Likely a reference to the blood of those that died as a result of the sedition

Green pines: a reference to the “rebirth” cycle of pine trees- needles falling signify the tree’s “death”, but it will revive come spring.

“Cast by the wind of a cold morning, Feeling the weight of your suffering.”

“Spinning our glory through time and space, When will I next come to see your face?”

“Wantonly drinking the silver moon, How many times must we be entombed?”

“Pass like a dream out of sight and mind, six hundred years in this mortal bind.”

#jing yuan #dan heng #hsr jing yuan #hsr dan heng #jingheng #hengjing #danyuan #honkai star rail #hsr #hsr analysis

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theoutcastrogue · 5 months

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"Joe Hill wrote a song for the Free Speech fight of 1910, and it was introduced on the streets of Spokane by Haywire Mac McClintock. He was a branch secretary [of the IWW] then, he wrote "Big Rock Candy Mountain" and "Hallelujah, I'm a bum!". He got together a little band: T-Bone Slim, a tuba, a garbage can lid. They stood in a doorway waiting to leap out at the unemployed throng, regale them with song.

They used a shill to build the crowd, you know, a carny shill? Somebody who uses tricks to build a crowd? His name was Tresca, he wore a black suit, a black bowler hat, a string tie with an umbrella and a briefcase. Looked like a banker.

He walked down where they were hiding in the doorway and suddenly he started to yell "Help! Help! Help! I've been robbed! Help! I've been robbed!". Everybody'd run across the street, "what's the matter, what's the matter". Soon as he got the crowd together, he yelled: "I'VE BEEN ROBBED BY THE CAPITALIST SYSTEM, FELLOW-WORKERS!"

He talked to them for ten minutes, and then the boys would leap out and start singing, and this is what they were singing."

Utah Phillips - The Preacher and the Slave ("Pie in the Sky")

Long-haired preachers come out every night To try to tell you what's wrong and what's right But when asked about something to eat They will answer in voices so sweet

You will eat, bye and bye In that glorious land in the sky [Way up high!] Work and pray, live on hay You'll get pie in the sky when you die [THAT'S A LIE!]

The Starvation Army they play And they shout and they clap and they pray When they've got all your coins on the drum They will tell you when you're on the bum

You will eat, bye and bye In that glorious land in the sky [Way up high!] Work and pray, live on hay You'll get pie in the sky when you die [THAT'S A LIE!]

Working folks of all countries unite Side by side we for freedom shall fight When this world and its wealth we have gained To the grafters we'll sing this refrain

You will eat, bye and bye When you've learned how to cook and how to fry [How to fry!] Chop some wood, it'll do you good And you'll eat in that sweet bye and bye [THAT'S NO LIE!]

full lyrics, from the 1911 edition of the IWW’s Little Red Songbook, here

#this is done Baptist style #are there any Baptists here? OH GOOD #The Preacher and the Slave #Utah Phillips #Harry McClintock #Joe Hill #folk #IWW #Wobblies #the phantom of liberty #prison ballads #applause for Tresca please #deception

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blazehedgehog · 3 months

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Have you ever played Chrono Cross?

I own Chrono Cross! Chrono Trigger is one of my favorite RPGs of all time! I was psyched to play Chrono Cross!

I was extremely disappointed by Chrono Cross!

Chrono Cross feels like a game made almost to spite fans of Chrono Trigger. Vastly different art style, vastly different world, with a lore that basically says "Remember everybody you loved from Trigger? They're dead now. And they probably died tragic or embarrassing deaths."

It fills that void with a lot of incoherency. Because Cross hangs its hat on having 44 collectible party members, very few of them have any impact and basically never participate in the main story. The English localization is even structured in such a way that most of the cast pulls from a single library of side-character dialog that gets fed through an "accent filter" depending on who is saying it. Meaning 97% of the cast is not written to have any legitimate role in the story.

What story can be gleaned is a deliberately confusing mess of mysteries layered within mysteries, none of which ever get explained until the last 3-5 hours of gameplay. So you toil for 27+ hours not having any idea what's going on or why, only to get hit by a freight train of dense lore as you start to round the final bend.

I only know this because a friend explained it all to me once, about FATE and the lineage of the Dragonians and all of that late-game lore.

In truth, I got stuck in Chrono Cross and not even pouring over 3 different GameFAQ guides could get me unstuck. It was some event involving one of the versions of Captain Fargo, or at least that's what I thought I had to do. It was some time after the "switch" event with Serge (if you know, you know) and all the guides said I had to get Fargo to go back to Marbule or something.

But it never worked. He never budged. So I didn't know where to go. After a week of throwing myself at that problem I gave up and resigned myself to never finishing Chrono Cross. This was back in, like, 2002 or 2003, so faded memories by now.

Which I was fine with, because honestly, I was getting pretty bored to tears with the game. There's only so much "you don't know what's going on because it's a 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑦" before you get tired of it, and systems-wise it wasn't grabbing me either. That was Square's "experimental" phase, where they were messing with (or straight up deleting) core RPG mechanics just to see what would happen. So Final Fantasy 8 screwed with the gear and magic systems, and Chrono Cross screwed with how you gain experience points and level up.

Which is to say you kind of... don't? Only bosses give EXP, so that basically means you're always guaranteed to level up after every boss. There's no reason to fight fodder enemies outside of getting item drops. Which would be great if they let you avoid most monster encounters, but they don't, so it just wastes time and contributes towards nothing. And battles get needlessly drawn out thanks to the elemental field system, too.

It's a gorgeous game, full of absolutely immaculate art direction. I'm a lifelong fan of any soundtrack with Yasunori Mitsuda (and I even have an autographed Chrono Cross songbook from him!) But anything about the story or gameplay is wet cardboard to me.

I keep thinking about going back to it, starting over fresh, seeing if I like it more now that I'm an older and different person. But I haven't gotten around to it yet. Like a lot of RPGs in my life right now it's locked behind the promise of "maybe after I finish Mother 3" which is going on two years now -- but I picked it back up this week and am rounding the final bend on that one, if you can believe it.

#questions #Anonymous #squaresoft #square-enix #chrono cross #chrono trigger

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myloveforhergoeson · 5 months

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number 28! (for the spotify thing lol)

send me a number 1-100 for a little tasw blurb!!

Song 28: Windows Down by Big Time Rush!

it's windows down adjacent if you remember chapter 17 and idk how i feel about this one but please enjoy

There was nothing in the world James loved more than spending time with Roxy... Except maybe his personalized hair and skincare regimen.

But, he figured, he'd even give that up if it meant he could spend more of their time together uninterrupted.

Tonight, they had been hanging out in her apartment, cozied up on the couch together as she absentmindedly scrolled through the TV channels to pick out something to watch.

Well, something she thought she was going to watch; He wasn't planning on letting her focus be the TV for too much longer.

"Hmm," Roxy had mused, pressing the same button on the TV remote a few times until the guide landed on the CW channel. "I don't think I saw this week's episode of New Town High... We were too busy in the studio."

What she really meant to say was she was too busy in the studio on the night the show normally aired. Gustavo was always keeping her back so they could have their own little songwriting sessions or so he could have her play the guitar or piano for a demo track he was working on. Nights like those were typically ones where the guys just hung around in the lounge, watching TV or goofing off with one another as they waited for her to be done so they could all carpool home together.

Kendall, of course, never missed an episode, even if it meant watching Jo's character, Rachel Blesse, get into a world of supernatural trouble with her costar Jett's character, Drake Steele.

He didn't have the heart to tell her he had already seen the episode while she had been held back that week, so instead he pulled her just a bit closer when she selected the channel while she muttered something about the plot from the previous week's episode.

It took all of five minutes for James to let loose, a light tug on her necklace here and a few kisses to her cheeks there, until he had completely captured his girlfriend's attention. He could hardly contain his smile as she shifted around in his arms, pushing him back into the cushion as she leaned into him, stealing a few kisses of her own while one of her hands hesitantly ran down his chest.

James always wondered if she did things like that on purpose, just to see how he'd act in return.

As his own hands made their way to her hips, dragging her over into his lap, an obnoxious honking sound ripped through her speaker system, signaling the arrival of Drake Steele in his light blue convertible to pick Rachel Blesse up for their special date that episode.

While the long-haired boy thought nothing of it, continuing to indulge his girlfriend for a few more seconds, he felt her jump at the noise before pulling away from him completely.

"Shit..." She mumbled, prompting her boyfriend to immediately take his hands off of her and shoot them into the air like he was caught in some kind of old cartoon bank robbery.

Searching her face for any kind of further explanation, James wasn't quite sure if something was wrong as he watched her eyes narrow and glance over to her kitchen counter.

"Um... Everything cool? If that was too much we don't have to-"

"Oh!" Roxy's attention was on him again, strands of her hair obscuring some of the parts of her face as she looked down at her boyfriend. Something was clearly bothering her and he knew she sometimes had trouble putting her feelings into words. Tonight seemed to be one of those nights. "No... No, it's not that..."

A bit confused, James lowered his hands and tried to guide her in the right direction. "But?"

With a big sigh, she turned again to look at her songbook, "But, uh..."

Roxy's gaze turned back to him again, then to her book, then back to him. Maybe it was silly, but he wondered if she could feel his heart stop every time she looked him in the eyes.

"Babe?"

"Remember that song I had you write in my book a few months ago? The one in the Pontiac?"

Though it took James a second, eventually he did vaguely remember something like that happening so he nodded in response.

"The sound of the horn it..." One of her hands left his chest and circled a few times as she tried to pick the right way to phrase what she wanted to say. "I've got a lyric idea I think I should write down so I don't lose it but I really, really don't want to stop."

To say James was relieved was an understatement. The moment she had pulled away from him he was worried he had moved too far too fast and made her uncomfortable, but she had just found herself trapped between two choices she didn't really want to pick between.

It might have been a bit rude, but the boy felt himself begin to laugh out of pure relief. Oh, how silly she can be...

"Well, lucky for you, I do value my career quite a bit... How about you write your idea down and we can see what happens from there?"

Famous last words.

For the next hour, Roxy had poured herself over her songbook, even going so far as to bring out her electric guitar and amp into the living room to try and nail the melody stuck in her head.

Now, James stood in the kitchen, sipping from a glass of water and mentally kicking himself for making what he now decided was the wrong choice. Though, he told himself he should be thankful she was so dedicated to her craft.

More often than not, she made the songwriting process look effortless. Every once in a while a lyric or melody would pop into her head and she'd silently jot it down and she and the band would go about their day, but now that they had begun to spend more time together, James was learning just how much effort she put into the music she created for their band.

It was stupid to begin to think of the songbook as his enemy, a distraction even, because this hadn't been the first time something like this had interrupted their time together.

So, yeah, if he could trade his hair and skincare routine for some uninterrupted quality time with his girlfriend, he probably would.

Or so he thought until she strummed out a minor chord and offhandedly mentioned, "Your handwriting is so pretty, James."

The boy nearly choked on his water.

Roxy was always saying things like that to him now that they were together and every single time she did, he felt his chest swell with pride.

In Minnesota, he hardly ever heard praise from his parents, and at work, all Gustavo could do was yell at him and his friends. So, when a genuine compliment came from his girlfriend's lips, he never, ever knew how to respond.

"I actually think you're the only person besides me who's ever written in one of my songbooks... Isn't that cool?"

Now he wished he could remember the words he had written down for her... Maybe he would've added a little love note if he had been brave enough.

Maybe he still could.

Wordlessly, he took his glass over to the couch Roxy was sitting on, making sure to place it far away from her book and amp when he set it down.

Plopping himself right down next to her, he gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as a distraction, taking the red pen off the table from beside her journal. Then, while she was busy swatting him away and telling him she needed to focus, he caught her journal, jumping up and running to the other side of her apartment.

"Hey!" She protested, far too encumbered by her guitar to get up and catch him quick enough before he scribbled out a message on the very last page of the book.

By the time she had made it over to him, the damage was done. James shut the pages with a satisfying snap and held it high above his head, somewhere completely out of Roxy's reach.

As she looked up at him through her thick lashes, he almost caved and handed it back to her, before a better idea popped into his head.

She let out more words of protest, puffing her cheeks out a bit as she reached up on her very tip-toes to try and get her book back. All the while, her boyfriend was trying not to double over from a hearty bout of laughter.

Waving the book around a few times, he finally managed to push out, "I'm gonna need a little more than that, babe..." as he made a loud, exaggerated kissing noise with his mouth.

The way she rolled her eyes was just too cute, but in an effort to get her book back as soon as possible, she gently reached out to cup his cheek, giving him one quick peck in exchange for her item.

That action also made him chuckle, especially when she crossed her arms and impatiently tapped her foot on the tile flooring as she waited for him to hand it over.

Once it was back in her hands, James thought she might actually tear a few pages out based on how quickly she flipped it to the back page, eyes scanning over the note he had left for her in his apparently pretty writing.

Songbird - Don't ever stop writing songs about me.

It took Roxy all of two seconds to shut the book and send the cover flying into his arm. "That's not a lyric idea!"

"It can be if you work a little bit of your writer magic..." Her boyfriend teased, slightly wincing, before grabbing her free hand and bringing her back over to the couch so she could continue to work.

"Bold of you to assume this one's about you..." Roxy shot back, giving him a little bit of side-eye.

What she couldn't tell, however, was how the tops of her ears were beginning to turn a beautiful shade of pink. Just from spending so much time around her, James knew that this meant she was about to share something incredibly sweet, so he figured his little stunt hadn't actually landed him in any trouble.

"But... No, I don't ever plan to stop."

#thats all she wrote fic

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v1-ultrakill-cjrp · 6 months

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V1 hasn’t wandered too far from the elevator room. It goes back from time to time and changes the music playing from its systems through a terminal that looks similar to the Cybergrind one. Blue and shiny, with a few options to change the textures, colors and some other settings of how it perceives everything around it. There’s another menu on music, and it’s currently set to “Lakeside Songbook”.

If someone wanted to, they could change the settings on the terminal.

#(if i post smth while a thread is still happening it just means i’m impatient and want to do smth else at the same time)

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nelu-chan · 2 years

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Welcome to a quick tour through the science and aesthetic corners of my living space.

My little witchcraft shrine:

Located in my second bookshelf between the booze and the book of the authors Sch-Wel. From left to right: edible rocks, colorful test tubes (shot-glasses to be precise; my mom thought they were vases), in the front tiny hands, the spheres are results of some science experiments where @ilovebooks-forever and I made short lived bouncy balls with planet optics. Then my wisdom teeth and a dentists gypsum model of my teeth. A "diploma ars magica" I got from an escape room, my wand and quill, an hourglass with golden glass beads, my late grandma's songbook, a molluscs fossil in slate and hp stamps.

Then there is my workspace:

A cute solar system my mom gave me when she realised nothing she can do or say will stop me from trying to become an astronaut along with my little sisters artworks and fam pictures, one photo of me when I was still carefree and the one and only original nelu-chan artwork of a spiral galaxy.

Next up is my "potions" fairy light, though @chiribomb definitely has the waaaaayyyy cooler one located in front of authors Hei-Mcc in my first bookshelf

Every proper chemist has one so here is my PSE:

Adorned with artworks of my siblings.

Bonus: a T-Rex and a blueprint I made in my first universitylab course:

#it ain't much but it's honest work #chemistry #witchcrafty #my room

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dustedmagazine · 1 year

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Bill Orcutt — Jump On It (Palilalia)

Photo by Steve Goodwin

Jump On It by Bill Orcutt

Jump On It comes freighted with curiosity and expectation. It is Bill Orcutt’s first solo acoustic recording since Solo Acoustic Volume 10, which he recorded for VDSQ on Christmas day, 2013. It’s worth noting that eleven years elapsed between Harry Pussy’s expiration in 1997 and Orcutt’s return came apart in 1997. Might it be that a decade and change is some sort of Orcuttian gestational period?

To be sure, there are differences between the two gaps. Orcutt pretty much hung up his guitar after the 1998 release, Let’s Build A Pussy, a death rattle of a double LP created from one time-stretched utterance by HP’s singer-drummer, Adris Hoyos. He moved across the country to San Francisco, got a job and a family, and didn’t really think about playing music again until the act of compiling Harry Pussy’s scattered vinyl onto the CD You’ll Never Play This Town Again recharged him with the joy of his own sound. After that, he picked up an acoustic guitar and began developing the material that became A New Way To Pay Old Debts, a frantic dive into punk blues encrusted with enough oxidized crud to justify drydocking a supertanker. By contrast, Orcutt’s remained steadily in the public eye since 2013. He’s played electric guitar in solo, improvised duo, and quartet settings, and also pursued a less visible but highly relevant sideline in electronic, systems-oriented experimentation that elaborates upon ideas proposed by Let’s Build A Pussy.

Thematically, the first electric solo LP, Bill Orcutt, continued the thread of interrogating the American songbook pursued on its acoustic predecessors. But beginning with that record, Orcutt has shown an increased concern with making records whose sonic qualities won’t lacerate your ears. Additionally, the original material on his most recent collaboration with Chris Corsano, Made Out Of Sound, and solo LP, Odds Against Tomorrow, give voice to a newfound lyricism. These developments all relate to the music on Jump On It, which, like its immediate predecessor, Music For Four Guitars, is a brief and unfailingly on point. Orcutt used a Harmony Sovereign guitar instead of the old Kay, and while he recorded it at home, he retained Chuck Johnson to mix and master the album’s ten tracks. The resulting sound is clear and resonant, which does justice to the music Orcutt’s composed. And instead of feral yelps, ringing phones, and passing traffic, the guitarist accompanies himself with subliminally registered breaths.

“What Do You Do With Memory” opens the album with a pensive melody. While the tune leads to some clusters and crabbed runs, its symmetrical resolution is as reflective as its beginning. “The Life Of Jesus” and “A Natural Death” likewise uses elegant themes to frame their flurries of trademarked dissonance. And the spacious arrangement and patient development of “An Ocean Will Find Its Shore” wouldn’t be out of place on a Ralph Towner record. There, I said it. While there’s not enough added reverb to earn Orcutt a ticket to a photo op in the fjords, Jump On It projects enough conventional beauty to lure in some ECM fans. The jaggedness and urgency is still there, but it’s contained within a broader emotional and sonic spectrum.

Bill Meyer

#bill orcutt #jump on it #palilia #bill meyer #albumreview #dusted magazine #acoustic guitar #harry pussy

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burned-lariat · 1 year

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Hey there, ChayLynn cheer captain here. Lol

I did not expect to make an earlier visit back here. But since yesterday happened. I couldn't resist. Damn u GH!

The Chase and Willow convo I was expecting to happen for some time now. Some parts eye-rolling and other parts like 👍🏼, okay Willow making sense for once and I didn't mute her to go knit a sweater. Although I really came like this>|<close to doing so.

Willow finally admitting her being "married" to Chase was a means to his end. There was no "marriage". So idiot Chase can stop holding on to what never was. One line summed up everything that took a whole lifetime for GH to clear up. Now let's not hear of that epic fail again.

Willow asks about his "rock star" stint. 💀 He admits and says he will miss it. Which is code for him missing time spent w/ BLQ. He's trying to do the smart thing instead of what his heart is telling to do. BLQ is the common denominator for all of this happening in the first place.

Chase knows he's in denial and can't get BLQ out of his system. Willow pushing the narrative was not my first choice, but okay. Comparing their messy breakup to ChayLynn's 🙄.

There is sooo much to weed through w/ ChayLynn. The writers overcomplicating this whole thing knowing that I still don't like Willow. Never! 🙃 Fight me writers.

Chase is more connected to Brook Lynn than he really cares to admit. He's fallen for someone who he never expected to fall for. It was supposed to be Willow. Here we go, letting go of the past so he can embrace his potential future w/ BLQ. However that turns out.

ChayLynn: The First Song Was The Deepest

One scene and I was a goner. 🥰 Chase sees BLQ at the keyboard. He asks if she's working on a new song. Something in there about regret slips out. She's self conscious about her songwriting, Chase sees that old BLQ again. Calling back to a year ago when he caught up to her at the house after he thought she was avoiding him after the Bailey situation. He brought a box with him, which he took out her songbook. The very book she thought about throwing away because she could no longer sing her music. Chase admits to her that he loves her songs. He would know cause he sings them. He admits he misses her and misses talking with her and he misses us. Thinking it and saying it are two different things. When Chase said that I could feel a weight being lifted. One small leap forward, right? Despite his hurt, he's very much in love with her. GAAAH! Come on BLQ, don't screw up this moment girly!!! He's right there.

This will be a two steps forward one step back convo. Despite what swoon worthy stuff will be said, BLQ has yet to tell Chase about the contract she signed to get her music back. Oooh boy!

Later...

For as much as Willow sucks and should die, she did do something decent in pushing Chase back towards Brook, and finally owned how crap she behaved when "married" to him. Ofc I wish for Chase to not be Millow's friends, but alas...

#general hospital #asks - gh

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krispyweiss · 2 years

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Roger Waters at Nationwide Arena, Columbus, Ohio, Aug. 10, 2022

Looking at the empty upper deck inside Nationwide Arena, Roger Waters quipped:

“We didn’t sell out. But we didn’t sell out.”

Two true statements. And one of the few ad-libbed moments in Waters’ highly choreographed, exquisitely musical and senses-pummeling Aug. 10 show in Columbus, Ohio. It was Sound Bites’ second This is Not a Drill gig in eight days and even though the concerts were virtually identical - right down to stage patter and a false start made to seem impromptu on “Two Suns in the Sunset” - Columbus was no less enjoyable than in Cincinnati (read Sound Bites’ review here).

The only notable differences were the flying sheep that was absent at the Aug. 2 concert and the fact Nationwide had a much better surround-sound system than Heritage Bank Center. Columbus, therefore, gets the edge on Cincy.

In the spirit of not writing the same review twice, Sound Bites has been thinking about Waters and Pink Floyd and the fact the blog - despite never seeing the classic-era, four-man lineup - has been fortunate enough to witness them all on stage and hear a significant chunk of the songbook live.

It started in the late 1980s with Waters’ Radio KAOS tour in a small hall, followed shortly thereafter by the Water-less band - Pink Fraud, I like to call them - in a cavernous stadium. Sound Bites has a distinct memory of sitting at the latter thinking of how the former kicked its ass forward, backward and sideways.

Waters, to Sound Bites’ mind, was and remains the one essential element that made Floyd so very Pink.

The revisiting of the catalog has continued through four more Waters gigs, focusing mostly on Dark Side of the Moon through the Final Cut - plus solo material - and Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets, which plays, pre-Dark Side material exclusively in tribute to Syd Barrett.

It’s made for a lovely gift - one that often is impossible when a band fractures as acrimoniously as Pink Floyd fractured.

And when someone asks, “Which one’s Pink?,” just answer, “Roger.”

Grade card: Roger Waters at Nationwide Arena, 8/10/22 - A

8/11/22

See more photos on Sound Bites’ Facebook page.

#roger waters #this is not a drill #2022 concerts #pink floyd #syd barrett #nick mason’s saucerful of secrets #nick mason #richard wright

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poognthebrainbois · 3 months

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Seeing a lot of hyperspecific polls so I wanted to make one to see how much other people have in common with us in strange ways:

#hyperspecific poll #tumblr polls #poll time #random polls #answer my poll #Songbook System

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audio-luddite · 1 year

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Four new LPs

I bought myself an early Xmas present. Four new LPs comprising 2 albums. They are both double 180s at 45. (Hmmm sounds like a skateboarding trick)

Decoded it means both play at 45 RPM and have the songs pressed over four sides instead of two. Double the fun!

The first one is a repress of Fleetwood Mac's Rumours. I have an original 1977 pressing which has been played hundreds of times. I figured it deserved a rest and a nice clean high end copy was a good idea. Also Rumours has the most iconic Christine Mcvie song on it "songbird". I fired up the system and let it run for an hour on my CD machine to get it all warmed up. Then I turned up the volume and let her rip.

Four sides means more record flipping, but get over it droogs. It does sound different. 45 RPM should bring better clearer treble, but the thing I noticed was the Bass. Huh? The drums were punchier and better defined. Yes Mr Fleetwood likes tinkling bells in his kit and that was better too. McVie's Bass was more present as well. Probably due to the cut tracks being wider at 45 RPM.

Also I always knew that Buckingham did all the lead guitar stuff, but now I could clearly separate the numerous tracks he did with I suppose different guitars as the sound was very different. They were also put in the mix across the sound stage differently. So overall noticeably clearer.

One thing I found in the lead in groove was much more turntable rumble. Yes I turned it up which makes a difference, but I have played music that loud before ( and after ) with not so much rumble. I suspect it may even have been the lathe used. Those are heavy machines and all are getting really old. They have not made new ones for a very long time.

Whatever! Once the music starts I am having fun. I know I do not have a megabuck system but my phazer TT is better than good enough.

The second album was Diana Krall's "Live in Paris". It won a few awards and this was a new mastering and pressing as well. Three of the four sides had outstanding sound. Side three had an occasional problem. There is a zipping sound in a couple places. To me it seems like there may have been a flaw in the cutting, or bubbles in the lacquer? It dominated in one channel so maybe even a thing in the mastering amp or could it have been my amp. Oh dear. I will have to play it through again to be sure. I have heard this thing before on other albums. All the other sides are FN perfect.

The music is nice Jazz American Songbook with a bit of Canadian Content. I really like live albums as the sound feels more natural to me. The crowd noise and applause gives you an idea of the real space. ( A great example of that is Simon and Garfunkle's Live in Central Park ) The recording is very good. I really appreciated the sound of the Piano. I know those are hard to mike convincingly. The Piano sounds BIG.

If you can get a nice record of music you like that is best. You have to keep the balance between the total nerding out on technical quality and the music. Some people miss the boat. I recall reading about a person with a nice stereo showing it off to another person. That other person then told him he was not an audiophile as he played whole albums through. Real audiophile will play short cuts of this and that to show off their systems. From that perspective I am not an audiophile then. Or maybe that guy need therapy.

Respect the artists who want you to listen to the whole album. That's why they made it you know.

Here I have two great albums of music I like with high end sound quality. I bought them from "Acoustic Sounds" online. They sell some nice stuff even though their name is redundant.

Feed the habit.

#High end audio #audiophile records #audioblr #vinyl #acoustic sounds #Diana Krall #Fleetwood Mac

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burlveneer-music · 1 year

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Jeb Loy Nichols - The United States Of The Broken Hearted - Americana as filtered through a long-time ex-pat and Adrian Sherwood (On-U Sound)

On-U Sound are proud to present a new album from longtime friend and associate of the label, Jeb Loy Nichols. Produced by Adrian Sherwood, with careful arrangements framing twelve beautiful, acoustic-based songs. The album features contributions from the likes of Martin Duffy (Primal Scream/Felt) and Ivan “Celloman” Hussey, fresh from his work on the massively acclaimed duo of Horace Andy albums, Midnight Rocker and Midnight Scorchers, both of which featured songwriting contributions from Jeb Loy. Jeb Loy comments: "The United States Of The Broken Hearted has been forty years in the making. I’ve known Adrian, and considered him one of my closest friends, for that long. During that time we’ve spent more hours listening, and talking about, music than anything else. Reggae, Country, Folk, Jazz, Soul; it’s been the backdrop to our friendship. Adrian introduced me to some of my favourite music; Count Ossie, Culture, Harry Beckett, Mulatu Astatke. Through the years we’ve listened to Sun Ra, Lee Perry, Ornette Coleman, Johnny Cash, Woody Guthrie. A couple years ago, on a visit to Adrian, I mentioned Gram Parsons’s concept of ‘American Cosmic Music’, the melting mix of musical genres that constitutes a uniquely American sound. We talked about recording a record that incorporated all the influences I’d gathered, from Bluegrass to Jazz to Reggae to Soul. The United States Of The Broken Hearted is that record. We wanted to include Folk (Deportees), Country (Satisfied Mind), protest songs (I Hate The Capitalist System), and songs of my own that bore the marks of those that had gone before. I sang the songs and played guitar; Adrian brought in friends and fellow travellers to finish them. It’s all there, Soul, Jazz, Country, Folk; and underlying everything, Adrian’s Reggae infused production.” Adrian Sherwood adds: “This is Jeb’s ‘Great American Songbook’, he’s become such a great singer and songwriter over the years. This is a beautiful piece of work reminiscent of our mutual love for the Miracle album I made with Bim Sherman. I’m really proud of this record and it’s a fitting follow-up to Long Time Traveller.” Jeb Loy Nichols - Guitar, Vocals Ivan "Celloman" Hussey - Cello, Bass Martin Duffy - Keyboards Dave Fulwood - Trumpet Paul Booth - Saxophone, Flute Horseman - Percussion Ghetto Priest - Backing Vocals Prisoner - Drums, Programming Produced by Adrian Sherwood All songs written by Jeb Loy Nichols, except ‘I Hate The Capitalist System’ written by Sarah Ogan Gunning, ‘Deportees’ written by Woody Guthrie & Martin Hoffman, and ‘Satisfied Mind’ written by Red Hayes & Jack Rhodes

#Jeb Loy Nichols #uk #americana #country #on-u sound #adrian sherwood #2022 #folk

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fluffy-critter · 2 years

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#crosspost #busybee

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zackthebrown2 · 2 years

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any time i’ve described my experience growing up in and around the church, i’ve felt like an alien, like i grew up in some weird alternate reality, which, in some ways, is kinda accurate. so i figured i’d write it down, or at least some of the highlights, as a way of just...i dunno...getting it out of my system.

i grew up in church (of the Baptist variety), but it was a little more all-encompassing than that. the church i grew up in also ran a private school on the same property as the church. i attended this school kindergarten to 12th grade. i was on church property 6 out of 7 days a week, and then when i got older sometimes 7 days a week due to various youth group activities. my graduating high school class had 29 students.

in my school, we not only pledged allegiance to the american flag, but also the christian flag and the bible. i think at one point we also pledged allegiance to the texas state flag. we had chapel every monday. in general, we all had to wear uniforms (which basically just boiled down to polo shirts with the school logo and khaki/navy pants for guys and khaki/navy/plaid skirts for girls [but it’s gotta be knee length or longer because you can’t just be going around tempting boys or whatever]).

in high school, i took an “honors” anatomy class, and one paper we had to write was “the autopsy of jesus christ.” we had to look up and figure out how jesus’ body would have been reacting to all the beatings and whippings and various blood loss amounts and organ failures all leading up to the crucifixion. i had a math teacher who would start off every class with a bible reading and a short “devotional.” one day he got so wrapped up in the devotional that he didn’t even teach an important math concept that we all ultimately never quite got a hang of. i once had to take a class simply titled “christian doctrines.” i still very much identified as christian at that point, but even then i found the class super dry and overly old fashioned. i also didn’t learn about evolution (like the nuts and bolts of how it worked) until i got to college. my school literally didn’t even bother covering it. literal 7 day creation, baby!

when pokemon first came out, i was obsessed. i had the gameboy games, i had the trading cards. right before the first pokemon movie came out, my parents made me get rid of all my pokemon stuff. i had first gen holographic cards that would be worth quite a bit now. i had to stop watching pokemon, and i wasn’t allowed to see the movie with my best friend all because in conservative christian circles it was believed that pokemon translated to “pocket demons” so....

ah but that wasn’t the only time i had to part ways with various pieces of pop culture. once a visiting pastor blasted pretty much anything fun, and after that service my family got rid of most of our disney VHS copies (in lion king simba talks to the ghost of his dead dad, so ya know...that’s not cool with god i guess) along with some non-disney movies (swan princess i can remember for sure).

i could go on about the constant fear of hell (am i really saved?) or the rapture (i lost track of and can’t find my mom DID I GET LEFT BEHIND??), or the weird christian movies and series that exist (look up Little Dogs on the Prairie, or, for pure nightmare fuel, PSALTY THE SINGING SONGBOOK). just normal things.

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