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midnightsslut · 2 days

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religion is one of the most prominent recurring themes on the album, and it has been present in some capacity for quite a few records now. taylor previously compared love to religion: her saving grace, her belief system, and a fated divine intervention (false god, cornelia street, and cruel summer are the best examples of this). ‘sacred new beginnings that became my religion’ and ‘we’d still worship this love even if it’s a false god’ are two of the defining statements about her philosophy on the lover album.

taylor doesn’t want to leave all of that behind on ttpd, at least not at the beginning. the first supernatural force she mentions is the spaceship on down bad, which she compares to a skylight of freedom in the epilogue. *something* has finally come to save her from her life of suffering. she doesn’t care if it’s a force of good at first; if anything, she’s just fine being taken away by aliens. she views this man as her destiny. it isn’t until guilty as sin? that taylor starts to ponder the moral implications of what she’s doing. is she guilty as sin for wanting to leave her previous religion and relationship behind? she comes to the conclusion that, even if she rolls the stone away and gets resurrected/redeemed, she cannot avoid the fallout. she is okay with the thought of having to wait, as long as both lovers vow to be together forever, just as she once did with someone else in false god. ‘I choose you and me religiously’ finishes the bridge of the song in a direct callback to cornelia street.

the next mention of religion has murkier imagery. she claims that she does not need the Lord’s help to save this man. she sees the halo that he has, and she can fix him herself. now that she feels free of her prior cage, she isn’t looking for divine intervention anymore. she wants control. she is their route to salvation.

when the relationship falls apart, she retreats back into the position of a believer rather than a divine figure. she compares him to a Holy Ghost who promised to save her and take her to heaven. instead, she is in hell in every sense of the word: she’s down bad and feels guilty for digging up the grave. he was a jehovah’s witness who promised that she could break free of the cage imposed by love without changing her religion altogether; she would’ve just had to switch denominations. she could still have a marriage and kids! she could still have a blue tortured poet! the man was different, but not the dreams they had together. the story of the first part of the album ends here. her faith has been broken, and she has only found any semblance of sanity by refusing to mention these belief systems altogether.

side b/the anthology blends the christian imagery of side a with goddesses, sorcerers, and prophecies. she bargains with these powers to let her have the future she wants (the prophecy). she doesn’t sound like someone believing in salvation. if anything, she feels cursed. she decides that the concept of divinely ordained timing will never work in certain relationships (‘the goddess of timing once found us beguiling / she said she was trying / peter, was she lying?’). this disdain extends onto her perception of other people’s faith (‘bet they never spared a prayer for my soul’). she does position herself as a prophet in cassandra, but even then, she admits that the role has hurt her. perhaps the pain in thank you aimee was meant to be, or perhaps she was just strong enough to build a legacy in spite of it, boulder by boulder. is she a martyr? does she want to be? or did she save herself?

the only real love song on this half of the album makes no mention of fate or any divine forces. it wasn’t meant to be. it’s not a supernatural invisible string or lightning in a bottle. she is just in love.

the album ends with the manuscript, which revisits an old story of a defining, formative heartbreak. as she sings ‘at last, she knew what the agony had been for’ while describing the legacy of her writing, she seems to revert to thinking about the purpose of trauma. the only exception is that, in this case, she is the one who found meaning in her pain by turning it into a manuscript. writing is her belief system now, and she proselytizes by telling her stories and thus giving up the manuscript.

ultimately, her belief in destiny has chewed her up and spat her out. she so desperately clung to her existing belief systems that she was fooled by a conman, which left her feeling cursed. religion is supposed to be with someone even in their darkest moments, but the album explains that taylor often felt abandoned. the only constant in her life was, well, herself. she’ll be okay, but her pen will be her saving grace.

#idk why I wrote this essay but it needed to be said #this could be taken further by actually unpacking each mention of religion on midnights and lover but i ain’t doing all that #the manuscript #cassandra #Cornelia street #false god #cruel summer #lover #the prophecy #the smallest man who ever lived #but daddy I love him #I can fix him #guilty as sin #ttpd #thank you Aimee #peter

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xx-like-a-villian-xx · 18 hours

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For The Last Time | One

“It had been months since you’d seen each other, five and three days to be exact (not that he was counting or anything), months since you had broken up with him. You said it was for the best, that your careers were more important but Noah didn’t think so.”

What I thought was going to be a lil angsty one shot has become a multiple part cry fest ahhh. Here’s part one <3

I'm posting this because it's in my drafts x

My ao3 is HERE

Also let me know if you want to be tagged in any upcoming posts :)

CW: post break up, angst, Noah has lots of feelings, “talking” about feelings, loads of swearing

(Dropping this because it was burning a hole in my drafts and I just wanted to get it out there)

18+ MDNI | Noah Sebastian x Reader

“Thought I’d find you here.” Your voice reached Noah’s ears like a siren song and it was infuriating.

He turned slightly, watching you approach him in that dress, that fucking dress that hugged every single curve on your body so perfectly it made him feel crazy, feral. He had been trying his damned hardest to avoid you all night and of course you found him, cigarette between his tattooed fingers, on the balcony, moping.

“The party is wild in there.” You gestured to the balcony doors that were muffling the sound of chatter and loud music inside.

“Yeah, I just needed some quiet.” His voice was gruff when he spoke and it only made you roll your eyes.

It had been months since you’d seen each other, five and three days to be exact (not that he was counting or anything), months since you had broken up with him. You said it was for the best, that your careers were more important but Noah didn’t think so.

You see, Noah would have walked through fire, jumped in front of a bullet, he would have stolen the moon from the fucking sky if you asked him to but you didn’t feel the same and as much as it hurt to watch you walk away, he did because he loved you. Issue is, he just couldn’t get over you.

He had avoided you like the plague for months but it was getting progressively harder because you shared friends. Usually it was easy, he left when you showed up, he asked around to see if you were going to events so he could make excuses not to go. It was fine, he hated socialising at the best of times so it was no skin off his nose.

Then you showed up to the album release in that fucking dress and his heart just about dropped out of his ass. And the worst part? You had some six foot four Doberman energy gym rat on your arm. That’s when he found himself storming out to the balcony with a half drank bottle of Hennessy and a pack of cigarettes he had stolen off the kitchen island.

He didn’t dare look at you again, instead his eyes stayed trained on the twinkling lights of the city when you joined him at the railing, your warmth burning his skin like acid.

”How have you been?”

Well that was a loaded question. What was he meant to say? ‘Oh yeah, I’m fantastic, nice to see you, Y/N. Who’s the hunk?’ Nah. He would rather put his hand in a blender.

“Fine.” He wasn’t in the mood to talk to you. Instead he stubbed the cigarette out and took a long swig of the cognac, letting it burn down his throat in an attempt to quell the anger boiling in his blood.

He could feel you shift uncomfortably next to him and he had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. What did you have to feel uncomfortable about? You practically tore his heart out and curb stomped it. And to add a cherry on top of the shit icing, you decided his fucking album release party would be the best time to hard launch your new man.

Noah really, really wasn’t in the mood and he was practically begging the gods to make you just go inside and forget about it, enjoy your night and have fun but instead you reached out, took the bottle from his hands and took a huge swig.

Fuck.

“Shouldn’t you be with your date, Mick is it?” He finally grits through a clenched jaw.

You chuckle lightly. “It’s Mike, and he’s talking to Folio about fishing.”

Betrayer, of course he would be. Trust Folio to be rubbing shoulders with the enemy over fucking fishing poles.

Noah hums, running a hand through his recently cut short hair.

”It suits you, you know, short hair.” He turned to you fully with furrowed eyebrows. What was your game?

God you looked fucking beautiful, your hair was pulled back into a bun at the back of your neck, curled strands framing your face. Sharp wings of eyeliner made your eye colour stand out beautifully in the low light, along with those dark lashes and your lips were painted a shade of red that could only be described as unholy and fuck, he just wanted to feel them on his again.

”You think?” His voice was weak and he internally kicked himself for even looking at you because his knees felt weak and his stomach felt like it might explode.

You smiled that smile that he fell for all those years ago, reaching your hand out to brush a stray piece of hair from his eyes.

Yeah, he was well and truly fucked, done for, so fucking completely in love with you. He was never getting over you.

“Hey, we’re about to play the album.” Nicholas’ voice from the balcony door made you jump back away from Noah.

”See you inside, yeah?” He nodded at your words, watching you walk back inside to Mike, planting a soft kiss on the guy's cheek and Noah wanted to vomit.

Nicholas was staring at him with a smirk.

”Shut the fuck up.” Noah pointed at his best friend, grabbing the bottle of Hennessy before pushing his way inside.

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Noah had been shifting uncomfortable in his seat, your narrowed eyes burning into him for almost an hour. You were clinging on to every fucking lyric he wrote and he knew he was in for it the moment you could get him alone again.

So as soon as the album had played through and chatter started up again, he was up on his feet, moving across the room before you could get to him.

”Hey, Noah isn’t it?” Oh for fuck’s sake. Mike held a hand out to him,

Noah hesitantly shook it with a smile that he was faking hard, gritting his teeth. “Yeah, nice to meet you…Mike?”

The taller man grinned. “Yeah, I’m Y/N’s boyfriend but I’m guessing you already know.”

Yeah, he fucking does know.

“It’s so sick that she knows you guys, I’ve listened to your last two albums and they go hard, man.”

Noah nodded, smiling, looking behind the guy to see you storming towards them with clenched fists.

“Look, Mike, I’m sorry to cut this short bu-“

“Hi babe, what are we talking about?” Fuck, you were now standing next to Mike, staring up at Noah with a false grin that screamed ‘I’m going to fucking kill you’.

”Oh, I was just telling Noah how much I fuck with the music babe.” Mike was completely unaware of the frustration bubbling in your bones, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

”That’s lovely.” You cooed, planting a kiss on his cheek. “Could you give Noah and I a second to talk, Folio is looking for you I think.”

Shit, shit, shit. There was no way he was getting out of it now. Mike leaned down to pull you into a kiss before strutting towards Folio and Noah just about wanted the ground to swallow him up right there and then.

”Downstairs, now.”

He had no choice but to follow you down the stairs like a lost dog, shuffling his feet as you stomped down the steps. As soon as you reached the outside, you turned to him with flailing arms.

”What the fuck is all that, Noah? You think that’s okay, airing our dirty laundry out like that?” You were seething, face turning beet red.

”It’s music, Y/N, not everything is about you.”

“Oh so ‘someone else’, ‘the death of peace of mind’ and what was the other one? ‘Bad decisions’? They’re not about me? Right…so the pretty much direct fucking quotes from our break up aren’t there? Sure.” You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest.

”First of all, it’s ‘somebody else’. Second of all, why does it matter? You’ve clearly moved on. I mean fuck me right?” He laughed incredulously, running a hand through his hair. “You said that you didn’t want to be with me anymore because your career was taking up all of your time and energy and then you show up here with a new guy, smushing face with him in front of me and my brothers like nothing happened. We were together for six fucking years, Y/N!”

He took a deep breath, chest heaving. You stared up at him with glassy eyes full of fire but he was past caring by that point.

”So forgive me, darling, for pouring my heart into my music. Our break up is still a fresh wound. I genuinely thought that we were gonna be end game and yeah, I’m not fucking over it. Did you even listen to ‘Just Pretend’, huh?”

A tear fell from your lashes onto your cheekbone, your face softening and Noah couldn’t watch. He hated the bullshit, the anger, the sadness. He just wanted to wrap you up in his arms and go back to when everything was okay, back when you were still his. Fuck, it was too much.

”Look, I’m sorry for shouting. I just find it really hypocritical of you to be going off at me like that when you completely blindsided me tonight.”

You nodded your head quickly, wiping the tears away with the back of your hand. He was right, you had no place to be upset when you had hurt him, really fucking hurt him.

Noah could hear Jolly calling his name from inside and he sighed. “Maybe we can talk about all of this over coffee sometime next week. It’s a conversation we really need to have, cut the loose ends so both of us can move on, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Your voice was quiet as a mouse, eyes trained on your shoes.

He wanted to reach out, pull you into his chest and comfort you but it wasn’t the right time, he didn’t think it would ever be. You had someone else to hold you and he was upstairs waiting.

“Text me, my number is still the same.”

With a sad smile, he turned, making his way back inside.

#noah sebastian fanfiction #noah sebastian #bad omens fanfiction #bad omens fic #bad omens band #badomens #bad omens #bad omens cult #noah sebastian smut #noah sebastian angst #noah sebastian x reader #nicholas ruffilo #jolly karlsson #nick folio #reader insert

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jhutchismyl0verb0y · 3 days

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Mike Schmidt music taste headcannons

(Mike is same age as in the FNaF movie, but this takes place in 2024, gn!reader, pre established relationship, abby mentioned, marijuana use, little nsfw at the end)

FAV GENRES AND ARTISTS

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Rap : Nicki Minaj.

~"Uh babe...? What is this song?" he smiles and looks at you. "It's 'the night is still young' by Nicki Minaj." He turns the volume up as he drives. "You listen to Nicki Minaj??" He chuckles. "Yeah. I've been to one of her concerts, actually. It was really fun." He continues singing along to the lyrics as you make your way to pick up Abby from school.

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Latin pop: Selena Quintanilla

~You and Mike were looking over his old vhs tapes from high school because you recently bought a vhs player from a yard sale. You spotted something out of the usual (Green day, Nirvana, ac/dc) : A Selena vhs tape. Her debut album. "Omg, Mike. Do you like Selena?" You exclaim and look at him. " I used to love her in high school. Something my grandmother used to listen to. Comforting, you know?" He says calmy. "Wanna listen?" "Hell yeah."

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Rock: Nirvana, AC/DC, Aerosmith, Foo Fighters, KISS

~ Mike literally just jams out to rock, like, 24/7. Rock is his top genre for a reason. Driving? Rock. Cooking? Rock. Showering? Rock. Getting high? Rock. Fucking? Rock. Rock is his life. It's his 3rd favorite thing in life. Behind you and Abby. (It's a close call, though)

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~ you and him share some similar music taste, so when your favorite artist releases a new vinyl, he buys the vinyl and suprises you with it when you get home from work.

random music related bf!mike × gn!reader headcannons.

~ abby was singing some nirvana while coloring, and it happened to be some weird ass lyrics (as usual) her teacher overheard her. Let's just say it ended in a call with the teacher and mike...

~ whenever abbys is out of the house, Mike smokes weed. He doesn't want her growing up around smoking like he did. He always sat out on the back porch, with his music on a speaker, and singing along to the lyrics as he gets as high as a kite.

~ Mike almost strictly wears band shirts. He especially loves it when you take them and wear them.

~ whenever you guys are feeling like a cheesy romantic couple, you slow dance in the living room to old hits from when you were kids.

~ his vinyl, cd, and vhs collection is HUGE. like I'm talking a whole ass multi-level shelf for all of his music stuff. 2 record players, one vhs player, a CD player, and an old boombox, a few Walkmans and an iPod.

~ he perfers spotify for mobile listening, but at home, vinyls.

~ he tried to start a band in high-school because he was half decent at playing bass guitar. He can still sorta play it.

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~ he plays music during sex without a doubt. Unless it's a quickie or not in your bedroom or in the shower, there's usually music. Most of the time it's just backround, but sometimes he fucks you to the beat.

~ Sometimes, when you guys have sex and listen to music and he tries to listen to those songs after, he can only picture you. Sweaty, tired and blissed out from his dick.

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This was my first published fic and I hope yall enjoyed. I plan on making more of these.

Lmk if you want tags in the future (man).

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sunkissedbedard · 1 day

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wait ok i need you to write something trevor zegras based on a taylor song from rep, i saw u said it’s ur fave album so maybe call it what you want or king of my heart but honestly any song at all 🫣

a/n: anything for you 🥰 call it what you want is my all time favourite & the song that welcomed me to become a swiftie so it holds a special place in my heart 🥹 i hope you like it 🫶🏻✨

warnings: none except an overwhelming amount of fluff!

tags: trevor zegras x reader

word count: 0.8k

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*

"god, it's like i can't even go online anymore with another one of those bot accounts making some stupid, half-assed comment about us." you said through a laugh to the boy next to you on the couch. trevor had finally had a day off from his busy hockey schedule with the ducks, so the two of you had decided what better way to spend the time together, than at home in the comfort of each other while you spent countless hours cuddling and watching movies.

trevor had immersed himself in a round of video games with a few of his other teammates while you had gone to do a load of laundry, as an intermission to your movie session. when you returned, you contently watched on the couch as he continued focusing intently on the screen before him.

"oh, c'mon, you know it's bullshit, y/n. they just say those things out of spite and because there's jealous." he responded, eyes still glued to his game. your mouth downturned into a frown at his lack of awareness towards something that has previously upset you. trevor knew that it was a sensitive topic for you, the comments of outsiders would always linger and keep you up at night, regardless of if you looked at them or not. even if you chose to ignore it, you knew they were still there.

"yeah, i know. but that's such a cliche; some of those things hit deep, whether they're saying it out of spite," you responded with a hint of mockery laced in your voice, nudging his hip with your foot to get his attention, to which you received no response, making you even more frustrated with the boy.

"y/n," he sighed, "you know, no matter what they say, that doesn't change how i feel about you." he promised, stopping his game and turning to face you. as he saw your saddened state as your shoulders shrugged down, his eyes slightly widened before he rushed to your side and pulled you into him so you were now laying on his chest. you inhaled his familiar scent that had seeped into the fabric of his soft hoodie you gifted him, and you felt yourself relax into him, as he pulled you into a tighter hug.

"it just gets to be too much sometimes, y'know?" you mumbled into his chest before lifting your head to meet his softened gaze. he reached forward to cup your cheek, meeting your lips with a soft and wet kiss, your lips detaching like velcro from wanting more from each other.

"i know, y/n. but i want you to know that there is nothing in this world that could change the way i feel about you. you are the best thing to ever happen to me, and i will forever be grateful that we bumped into each other that one day, or else we wouldn't be here." he paused to give you a soft smile, "i don't know what i would do without you, and letting people online get in your head to convince you otherwise? it's not worth your time, my love." he said looking into your eyes as every word fell of his tongue with such meaning, you could feel your heart warming and you broke out in a smile in response.

"i love you, trev, i don't know what i'd do without you either, you're an angel sent from above. you've made my world such a better place now that you're in it, and even though it's discouraging, being with you like this," you motion to your proximity, "it makes me feel like they fade to nothing when i look at you."

you lips reconnect with his, with more intimacy and passion this time, as you readjust yourself to be sitting, pressed against each other to feel each other's warmth.

you part, resting your foreheads against each other and laugh at the silence, "honestly, i'd wear your initial on a chain around my neck if i could," you spoke randomly, earning a raised eyebrow from trevor as he then furrowed his brows in confusion.

"you would? i mean- that seems a little possessive, don't you?" he asked, rubbing his hand up and down the side of your arm.

"no, well- i wouldn't wear it in a way that says you own me, more so, because you really know me." you stated with a shrug.

the pair of you look at each other in silence, each of you confused at what you had just said, before bursting into laughter as he lunged towards you, carefully tackling you back onto the couch so you laid under him as he attacked your face with wet kisses.

he pulled away from you, looking down with shortness of breath from his surge of energy, "you're crazy, you know that?" he asked.

"what are you talking about, you love crazy." you responded, which only ended up with you laughing endlessly from the kisses he placed all over your face and neck.

#trevor zegras x reader #trevor zegras imagine #trevor zegras fic #nhl x reader #nhl imagine #nhl fic #trevor zegras

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rhapsodynew · 2 days

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A song featuring George Harrison and Ringo Starr.

Ringo and George, 1966

A hitherto forgotten soundtrack created more than half a century ago, featuring Maestro Saroda Ustad Aashish Khan performing in tandem with the iconic Beatles By George Harrison and Ringo Starr has now been found, restored and released - much to the delight of fans and music lovers.

The soundtrack, titled ‘Radhe Shaam', which was allegedly recorded in 1968 at Trident Studios at the height of Beatlemania, was released on November 10, 2021. In a song produced and written by Suresh Joshi, a veteran journalist and TV presenter with a long track record, soulful performance Ustad Khan is gracefully accompanied by a rhythm guitar George and Ringo's drumming.

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Mister Joshi, who was friends with George Harrison, was the very person who introduced him to the famous Indian musician Ravi Shankar, who had a great influence on the star and, as is known, taught him how to play the sitar.

At that moment, George and Ringo were taking a break from recording Hey Jude in the studio.

“I was working on the music for my documentary ‘East meets West’ when George (Harrison), who was a good friend of mine, offered to play for the soundtrack. As soon as he decided to participate, Ringo also kindly came to the rescue,” Joshi recalled.

George with engineer Ken Scott at Trident Studios in late October 1970.

However, as soon as the recording was completed, Suresh took the master tape to his attic in his Birmingham home and forgot about it until years later he met Deepak Pathak, co-founder of Maharaja Organics.

“I became friends with Deepak when I was alone at home during the pandemic. During one of our conversations, I told him that I had produced and recorded a song with maestro Saroda Ustad Aashish Khan, Ringo Starr and George Harrison, which was never released,” Joshi explained.

“At that time The Beatles were in the process of breaking up, and they had various problems, so no one wanted to [release the track],” Aashish also said.

Pathak convinced Joshi to let him listen to the soundtrack.

As soon as Pathak heard this ‘fundamental work’ and became convinced that it should be released to a wider audience. He sent the master tape to the music producer Suraj Shinhu, who restored it and prepared it for release.

“I am delighted that we have managed to save this fundamental work of Suresh. I persevered with the recovery process, which was technically difficult, but extremely effective,” Shinh said.

John Barham, Ringo and Suresh Joshi

Despite the fact that this song was written more than fifty years ago, it is still relevant and will be close to modern youth, Joshi agreed.

“The song revolves around the concept that we are all one, and that the world is our oyster shell, something that we all realized during this pandemic. A song written more than 50 years ago is more relevant today than ever,” Joshi concluded.

Earlier, the track was given to 100 visitors of the Liverpool Museum to listen to The Beatles. Museum Manager Paul Perry said that the invited audience who listened to the song, including Mr. Joshi, “fell in love with it.”

“Without any doubt, it was George's guitar, [and] it felt like he was here among us. And, also, without a doubt, the drums belonged to Ringo.”

However, opinions and memories about the time and circumstances of the track's recording differ.

From Matt Hurwitz:

“Actually, this is not 1968, but the song was recorded at Trident on March 10, 1970, as described in detail in my article about the recording of "All Things Must Pass". George helped Aashish Khan, who was asked to write an Indian-themed pop song for an Indian director, but the track was never used.”

The session was dedicated to the future project of Aashish Khan and John Barham. The musicians were Hashish Khan, George Harrison, Eric Clapton, Ringo Starr, Billy Preston and Klaus Voormann (Foreman). Everyone, with the exception of Khan, will take part in the recording of the album George's “All Things Must Pass".

So he plays the lead guitar Clapton, and George plays the rhythm guitar. Khan talked about a song called ’In Praise Of Lord (We Are All Children Of God)' that they were supposed to record ten years ago. It looks like they also recorded a song by Mr. Joshi ‘Radhe Shaam'. At that time, the song had no title, which may explain why it was not mentioned for many years.

Pete Drake and George

Album John Barham and Aashisha Khan was released in 1973 under the name ”Jugalbandi" on Elektra Records, both superstar tracks of March 1970 did not hit it.

#Youtube #george harrison #ringo starr #beatlemania #music #my music #music love #musica #history music #rock music #pop #rock photography #ken scott #1970s #John Barham #Suresh

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politemagic · 2 days

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AHEM!

Not nearly enough people on this site are talking about Alpha Wolf. So, if you don't mind, I'd like to give you a little background to help make my case as to why YOU should be listening to Alpha Wolf! (buckle in, gang. this is gonna be a little long)

For my fellow Sleep Token fans, you've likely seen these photos, right?

Vessel was photographed in an Alpha Wolf hoodie a while ago, and then Alpha Wolf dressed as Sleep Token for Halloween last year!

but you should really check out the full video on their youtube!

But who are those guys?

Alpha Wolf is an Australian metalcore band comprised of five members! They've toured with the likes of The Amity Affliction, Motionless in White, and Polaris. They have three full length studio albums Mono (2017) (quick side note that they DID have a different lead vocalist for this album), A Quiet Place to Die (2020), and newly released Half Living Things (2024). Now, let introduce you to the band real quick.

Lochie Keogh - Lead Vocals

he has some of my favorite aggressive scream vox, his voice can really pack a punch. also my babygirl, my beloved🖤 | instagram

John Arnold - Bass, Backing Vocals

get yourself a man who can do both, we love our resident cool bassist. (they're staring at you intimidatingly to convince you to listen to their music) | instagram

Scottie Simpson - Lead Guitar

my certified cool guy™ in my book and honestly incredibly photogenic look at that man | instagram

Sabian Lynch - Rhythm Guitar

his tour vlogs are so fun to watch!! he's always having a good time, wonderful fun and cool guy | instagram | youtube

Mitch Fogarty - Drums

a sweet happy lovely goofball. man fills my heart with so much joy you don't even know | instagram

They are always performing with passion & energy. They're one of those bands that you can tell enjoy their concerts, because they're always having a great time on stage. I dare you to scroll through their instagram for five minutes and then try to tell me that they don't look like a fun bunch o' fellas!

Here I present five songs for your consideration.

(thank you to my beloved alpha wolf mutual @simpleapparition for helping me to make this list)

Their most popular track, if you're going to check them out, Akudama is a great place to start. It's their most popular for a reason!

I consider 60cm Of Steel to be another essential Alpha Wolf track. This one is also a collaboration with Holding Absence (another one of my favorite bands, but that's beside the point).

Acid Romance is another song from the same album as Akudama (A Quiet Place to Die). If you're in the market for some angsty lyrics, this bad boy's for you.

For the final two recommendations, I shall present two of our own personal favorites off of their new album, Half Living Things!

Garden of Eyes comes recommended by @simpleapparition

Mangekyō comes recommended by yours truly, @politemagic

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