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greygullhaven · 5 months
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Shetland FanFic!
One-shot (that MIGHT end up becoming more down the line)fic for the Dads of Shetland :D https://archiveofourown.org/works/49008226/chapters/123641908
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listerbirdloml · 9 months
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The Death of Your Dog, The Stretch of Our Skin.
Summary: At fourteen, Rowan's dog died. At fifteen, Jimmy's grandmother died. And now, at twenty, Lister has lost his father.
Characters: Alister 'Lister' Bird, Jimmy Kaga-Ricci, Rowan Omondi, Piero Ricci, Chiara Ricci, Graham Duncan, Mention of Cecily Wills and Louise Bird.
Warnings: Death of an animal, grief, self effacing thoughts, strong language, minor violence, someone says the wh*re word, someone also tries to say a racial slur but they do not manage to.
Ships: Bicci kiss teehee
Word Count: 4.6k
just a little thing I wrote about the ark boys comforting one another through different types of grief. PLEASE BE KIND IVE NEVER PUBLISHED ANY WRITING BEFORE LMAO
Tilly Omondi.
When they were fourteen, Rowans dog died. 
It had been a truly unremarkable day at school. They played in the music room, ate their lunch, attended their afternoon lessons, and then walked to Rowans. He had the better gaming system out of him and Jimmy, and he even had the new Red Dead Redemption game. He’d gotten his mum to buy it the day it came out, and now they were all excited to see how it was. Especially Lister, since he didn’t have a play station or anything of his own.
As they walked down the road to Rowans, conversation flew freely among them. Per usual, it was dominated by Lister and whatever random topic entered his mind. Jimmy was content to sit back and listen, chipping in whenever he thought of something relevant to say. Meanwhile, Rowan was more than happy to shut down particularly stupid conversations Lister started or rise up to the challenge whenever Lister turned to teasing him. 
When they arrived at Rowans home, the three boys began untying their show laces and shucking off their winter coats. It wasn’t exactly freezing anymore, but it was cold enough for the jackets to still shelter them from the Kent winds. Earlier in the winter, Rowan noticed Listers coat wasn’t the warmest, so he’d given him one of his own under the guise of wanting to get rid of it.
When Rowan opened the door, the lack of four legs bounding towards them was immediately noticeable. Tilly, the Omondi family dog, was a little white Jack Russell with the sweetest of nature. She was a lap dog at heart, rarely barking. She was always found greeting anyone who entered their home at the door, her little tail wagging while she waited to be greeted in return.
"Mum?" Rowan called out pensively, thinking perhaps she’d taken an impromptu walk with the little dog. There was noise from the kitchen, as though someone was startled at the idea of Rowan being home at the time he was.
"Hi sweetheart." Came the call from Rowans mother, but she didn’t leave the kitchen. Lister thought he could hear a waver in her voice. But then again, he was starting to believe he was hardwired to detect the negative emotions people portrayed. even if they weren’t there. "Uh, Ro, can you come to the kitchen, please?" Rowan glanced at his two friends who waited in the doorway, all three clearly confused. With a gesture signalling the other two to wait, Rowan headed down the hallway and disappeared into his kitchen.
Standing just the two of them, Lister suddenly ran out of words. He was entirely focused on a loose thread in his school shirt, and Jimmy was too nervous to start a conversation himself. If it wasn’t in band practise or their shared history lesson, Jimmy found it difficult to talk with Lister. He found the other equally intimidating as he was admirable.
The blonde had definitely made huge progress with his confidence around the two friends, but deep down he was still pretty shy. He still held the fear that he was only there because he knew how to play the drums. He was a friend of convenience until Jimmy and Rowan could afford another drummer or even meet a better one. A drummer who wasn’t self-taught like he was, someone who could actually afford the lessons needed to become successful. While he still had these fears and and worries, he had begun to use them for the better. He was worried about being replaced in their band, and so he practised as hard as possible. He was worried about being replaced in their lives, and so he made as big a space for himself as he could. A space big enough that they would sorely miss him should he leave it.
"So uh-" Biting the bullet, Lister had gone to say something. But as he did, Rowan reappeared down the hallway, shoulders slumped, and face a mixture of shock and tears. All trace of nerves or awkwardness had immediately subsided from the two left in the hallway, both meeting Rowan half way. Jimmy put a hand on his shoulder, his own face contorted with worry. Lister didn’t doubt that Jimmy had thought up every single worst-case scenario he could.
"Tilly died."
There were two sharp inhales, and then silence.
Neither seemed particularly sure how to continue, but they both knew that their friend needed them. And so in a fluid motion, Lister and Jimmy had wrapped Rowan in a big group hug, pretending not to notice the way his body was wracked with sobs.
"There was a- a car." Rowans explanation was met with shushes. Lister knew that talking about it more would just upset Rowan, and he had plenty of time in the upcoming days to process the loss. Right now, he was allowed to just feel it. Feel it, with the safety of his two closest friends.
They stood in the Omondi garden, with Lister on one side of Rowan and Jimmy on the other. They both had a head leaning on Rowans shoulders, arms around his middle as he cried. His mother and sister had cried too, but nowhere near as much as Rowan. He had always been particularly close to the little dog.
His dad had just rested Tilly in the ground and let Rowan lay her favourite toys and treats with her before he began to refill the dirt.
Lister had never been to a funeral. Neither had Jimmy.
When Lister was ten, his grandmother on his dad's side passed away. Even though he had been very close with her, his dad didn’t want him at the funeral. He didn’t want Lister to have to stay the few days at his new home; his wife and new kids clearly objected to the older boy’s presence in what was their family home. It wasn’t exactly like he could own a pet either, the landlord of the flat he lived in with his mum was very clear about that.
Jimmy had never been to a funeral because no one in his family had died yet. There had been the rare distant aunty or several times great grand-something or other, but no one closely related to him. The thought alone of losing anyone in his family made him want to lie in the ground alongside Tilly.
"It’s okay, mate." It was Lister speaking, which wasn’t always the safest bet in a rocky situation. But Rowan was too upset to form words, and Jimmy was too scared he’d say the wrong ones.
There’s silence between the trio for a moment, until Lister starts speaking again. "Hey Jim?"
"Yeah?"
"Can dogs go to heaven?"
"Well... they’re creatures made by God? So, I would assume so."
"Me too! I think if any creature on earth should enjoy an eternity of peace and happiness, it’s dogs. Not humans." He turned his body to face Rowan. "And when your time comes, you can wave up at her."
There’s silence before Rowan chokes out a loud and abrupt laugh. He covers his mouth, his shoulders shaking from laughter even as the tears freely flow down his cheeks. Jimmy can’t help but begin to chuckle too, even if he himself had been tearing up. And when Lister joined them, they came together again in a group hug, sandwiching Rowan.
Joan Ricci.
Jimmy wasn’t in school today.
While Lister himself had missed more classes this year than possibly anyone else in their school, and Rowan wasn’t immune to the odd sick day, Jimmy was never sick. And even if he was, he made his way to school for fear of missing anything important and having his schoolwork snowball.
The most concerning thing about his absence, however, was that he hadn’t responded to any texts from the two boys. He hadn’t even read their group chat either. And now, at four o’clock in the afternoon, the two were headed to the Ricci house, sat on the bus in silence. Thankfully, Lister no longer felt awkward in the presence of one of them alone. He still felt incredibly aware of the split between them, between childhood best friends and drummer, but it no longer prevented him from connecting with either Jimmy or Rowan.
He had just come to accept that he would forever be the odd one out. the one who lived on the council estate, the one whose mum had him as a teen, the one with an estranged dad. He could never compare to Jimmy and Rowan, with their private music lessons and middle-class homes. The kind that weren’t even attached to the houses next to it and were made of the fancy looking red brick.
"What if he's, like, dead?" Rowan interrupted the silence, looking down at his still-unanswered text to their friend. Lister sighed and lightly shoved the bassist on the shoulder. They were almost at the bus stop near Jimmy's grandparents home.
"Mate, you sound like Jimmy when you think like that. 
With a reluctant sigh of agreement, Rowan followed Lister out of their seats and down the aisle of the bus to wait at the door for the driver to let them off.
As they walked the last few minutes to the Ricci household, Lister could feel dread settling in his stomach. He didn’t know what for, or why it decided to make itself at home in his gut, but he almost had to stop walking. Something was wrong. Something was really wrong. He wasn’t sure if it was with Jimmy or what, but he was definitely more eager to pick up the pace to the Riccis to ensure their singer and best friend were okay.
The first thing they noticed about the Ricci household was the cars parked outside. Neither of Jimmy's grandparents could drive anymore, and Jimmy wasn’t even old enough for a provisional licence yet, let alone a car.
But for some reason, there was four or five cars around the driveway and road in front. Lister glanced at Rowan, the taller one seeming confused as well. But instead of looking at Lister, he kept walking, jogging up the steps, and ringing the doorbell. Lister soon joined him, hands wringing together uncharacteristically. Through the stained glass of the front door, he was sure he could hear soft murmurs from the living room. way more voices than the three inhabitants of the Ricci home. Soon a figure from the inside was moving down the hallway to open the door, and it was immediately apparent it wasn’t Pierreo or Joan. This person moved far too quickly, and before Lister could say anything else, the door was opened.
It was a woman that Lister had never met before, but he could tell instantly who she was. She was tall, about the only thing that didn’t resemble their friend. But the shape of her eyes, the curve of her nose, and the slant of her jaw was almost entirely Jimmy. The grumpy frown was the splitting image.
She had only glanced at their uniforms before she sighed and went to shut the door. "Jimmy can’t come out right now."
"Wait!" Lister cried out, sticking his foot in the doorway. The woman looked mildly infuriated, and distantly, Lister couldn’t help but think this was a terrible first impression with Jimmy's mother. "Is he okay? He hasn’t answered us, and he wasn’t at school. We were just…" Lister trailed off as he caught sight of Piero walking out of the living room.
"Pierro?" Rowan called out, and Lister could hear the apprehension in his tone. The old man’s face had sunken even since they’d seen him at the weekend. They’d been celebrating Rowans fifteenth a week early, and Joan had managed to get out of bed to bake him a huge cake before they had band practise. But now, Pierros eyes looked red-rimmed, and he was leaning heavily on his walking stick with every step.
"Boys," he sighed, joining his daughter in the doorway. Lister was the closest to him, with his foot still in the door. Pierro opened up the arm not relying on the cane, and Lister quickly accepted it for what it was: a hug.
"Is Jimmy okay? Did something happen?" It was Rowan again, and as he pulled away from the old man and glanced at Jimmy's mum, who still stood watching, Lister couldn’t blame the worry in his voice. If Rowan was feeling anything as unease’d as Lister in the presence of the usually aloof CEO, then Lister was unsure how Rowan was so well at hiding it.
"Boys." It seemed that Pierro couldn’t say anything else; his voice was fading. "This morning… Joan passed this morning."
The dread in Listers stomach had spread to his whole body, his heart aching as it pounded a mile a minute in his chest. He couldn’t form words, but tears had begun to well in his eyes.
"What? no… No she… What?" Rowan was scrambling to find the right words. He hadn’t begun to cry yet, but Lister knew it was from shock. His own tears were spilling onto his cheeks already.
"I’m sorry, boys." Pierro shook his head, and as though they were driven by the same force, Rowan and Lister descended on the old man with bone-crushing hugs. He tried his best to reciprocate them, but Lister could feel the quiver of his hands and the shallowness of his breath.
When they pulled apart, Lister wiped at his face a little too aggressively, but his shoulders were still high to his face, and he was still shivering from the force of his tears.
"Jimmys upstairs. I think he might like to see the both of you."
 
When they opened the door on the furthest end of the upstairs corridor, they noticed the lights were off and the curtains were drawn. There was a figure sitting up on the bed, a blanket draped over their head as they seemingly stared into space.
Pushing the door over further, the creak of it and the intrusion of the hallway light made Jimmy turn his head, the blanket falling to instead rest on his shoulders. His face was void of emotion, but even from where he stood in the doorway, Lister could see how puffy and red it looked compared to normal. Cheeks that still carried baby fat were raw with tears and the motions of wiping them away. Rowan and Lister had only just managed to compose themselves.
No one of the trio said anything; instead, the two newest additions to the room made their way over and sat on either side of the singer. He managed a small smile, trying to convey his appreciation for their attempts at comfort.
"She died." He croaked out, looking between them. Lister had a hand up to Jimmy's face, carefully moving some of Jimmy's shaggy hair out of the way of his face and behind his ear.
"We know, Jimjam." His voice was so foreign, even to himself. It was soft in a way he didn’t know he possessed anymore. He couldn’t help but think he almost sounded like his mum. The hand that had been fixing Jimmy's hair now rested gently on his shoulder, and he used it to bring the smaller one into a hug.
They could feel Rowans arms wrap around them, Jimmy circled. If Lister wasn’t the token atheist of their little group, he would think that it was symbolic or something. The wings of an angel maybe.
They should write a song about that.
Alister Bird.
Bringing a hand up to his earpiece and pulling it out, the full noise of the crowd hit Lister instantly. It was the end of their first show back, and now only Lister stood on the stage. Jimmy and Rowan had already made their exit, and now, standing up from his drum kit and holding his sticks in the air, it was Lister's turn.
He was panting, and he’s sure he looked like a sweaty mess, but the crowd was losing their minds, and he had never felt more alive. He jumped down from the platform where his drum kit was stationed and exited off the side of the stage towards Rowan and Jimmy, who were waiting for him. They both were panting and sweaty, but the grins on their faces resembled their thirteen-year-old selves so much that Lister didn’t care about it when he dragged them into a group hug, jumping up and down from excitement.
"That was fucking class." Lister managed out, his arm still wrapped around Jimmy's shoulders when they pulled away, his boyfriend (boyfriend!) leaning onto him.
"Profound as always, Alister." Rowan teased, the both of them pretending to fight for a moment or so longer before they were all ushered away from the backstage area and towards the dressing rooms.
Jimmy held a firm grip on his hand, and when they found an area secluded enough, he used it to detour them into a hidden crevice. His hands balled into fists around Listers shirt, and he used it to push him against the wall.
Lister laughed, but his chest was still heaving. "Jimjam, slow down." He could see the way the singers eyes drooped, the way they seemed fully focused on the way Listers lips moved around his words. He kept leaning in to try and kiss them, but Lister was feeling mischievous. He kept holding the singer away.
"Lis, I swear to God." He had a glare on his face, trying to appear intimidating. He failed to realise that to Lister, he did the exact opposite. Feeling empathy for the clearly desperate singer and giving into his own urge to kiss his boyfriend stupid, Lister leaned down and pressed their lips together.
He could feel Jimmy relaxing in his hold. He could feel the heat radiating from the frontman's body after the long show, and he could still hear the commotion of the crowd as the lights were turned on and they were ushered out of the venue. It was hard for Lister to believe that he was lucky enough to experience this. Not just the resurrection of his passion for music, but also the chance he’d been given to live a life by Jimmy's side. He’d lived in the frontman's shadow all these years, but now he had been given permission to love him. To kiss him freely without the guilt of another drunken mishap. To hug him without feeling that he had ill intentions.
He hoped the way he held Jimmy could convey all this. It was difficult to show the full extent of your love with only one arm around the middle. To share your soul with someone in the hopes they’ll accept it and, in turn, share their own.
His hands were in Jimmy's hair now, tugging at the strands on the back of his neck. Jimmy's hair had thankfully recovered from the years in which he straightened it, and now it was styled in its more natural waves. It was thick and bushy, and when Lister needed something to do with his hands, he would try to braid it. It wasn’t quite long enough for that, though, as Jimmy still preferred it short.
"Mr Bird."
The voice made both stars jump, with Lister keeping hold of Jimmy until he could see who it was who had interrupted them. He only hoped to God that it wasn’t a fan. But then again, not many Ark fans were middle-aged, bald white men with security written in bold letters over their chests. If this was a disguise to get backstage, it was a damn good one.
"Sorry to bother you, sir. But there’s a gentleman here who says he needs to talk with you." The man held a hand to his earpiece, turning away slightly as he likely received more information. Lister's thoughts had begun to run wild. He wasn’t sure who it could possibly be. He hadn’t spoken to any hookups in months and hadn’t initiated any since he and Jimmy had been talking. The guard turned back to them, ignoring Jimmy entirely. "A Graham Duncan, sir."
While it was clear the name didn’t ring any bells to Jimmy, Lister had sucked in a breath through his teeth so deeply that Jimmy could feel his chest move with it. Lister gently nudged at Jimmy's shoulder, urging him to back up so that Lister could move away from the wall.
"How did he get in?"
"His ID, Mr. Bird. Miss Cecily has a list of approved names, and he was on it, sir."
Lister sighed and rubbed at his forehead, post-show high clearly gone as he looked back to Jimmy.
"There he is!"
There’s excitement in the voice, but the room is silent around him. Rowan was sat on the couch farthest from the door, Lister stood from where he’d been sitting on the sofa, and Jimmy still sat next to his old spot. The father and son stared at each other for a few tense moments. Listers face was unreadable as he crossed his arms over his chest. Graham looked as though he'd been here to joke around with his son, coming close and punching him lightly on the shoulder.
"What you been up to then, boyo?" Lister could see Rowan raise an eyebrow at this, his face screaming, 'What does it look like we’ve been up to?' But Graham didn’t seem bothered by waiting for a response from Lister. He looked around at the two other members of the band, likely not wanting a crowd for his conversation with his oldest son.
"What do you want?" There was no pleasantry in Listers tone. He felt no need to pretend. To act like he and his dad had spoken since he’d turned ten, since his half brother was born and he himself was thrown to the side. Lister was the child born from a teenage mistake to the woman Graham had married for only two years before cheating with another woman. He wasn’t something Graham wanted to remember. And yet, he stood in their dressing room as though they were old buddies.
Graham laughed, spluttering on words for a moment as he clearly struggled to find what to say. "I can’t come see you then?" He landed on, earning a scoff from Lister, who walked away from the older man and made his way to the refreshment table in the corner. It was obvious to those who knew him that he was acting on instinct. Looking for something to drink. Looking for something to take the pressure of the situation off. But of course, there was no alcohol on the table anymore. Just water and juice. The juice would have to do.
"Ally, don’t be like that. You’ve no seen your auld man in donkeys, and this is how you want to act?"
"Lister." It was Rowan who had corrected him, sitting up on the couch and levelling Graham with a glare. While he knew very little of Listers family, he knew that this man was no father. He had just so happened to be Listers biological parent. There was nothing more between them.
"What do you want?" Lister asked again, holding the juice bottle to his lips and drinking almost half of it in one go.
Graham once again looked like he was about to obfuscate, but dropped it when Lister went to turn away from him again. "The house, Alister. It’s gone up... Me and Maria are struggling."
Rowan and Jimmy looked at each other, utter disbelief written over their features. The gaul of the man who had neglected their friend since he was a toddler to then come to him and ask for financial aid?
It would appear Lister also caught the irony, laughing bitterly as he finished the rest of his drink. "The house I have never been to? The house the woman you cheated on my mother with asked you to buy, so that you could play happy families while me and mum rotted away in a fucking council flat?" With each sentence, Listers voice rose higher and higher. "That fucking house?" He rounded the sofas to once again stand in front of the now angry man.
"You can fuck right off." Lister hissed, pointing to the door.
"I am your father, Alister. I helped raise you. You might look back on it now and scoff with all your multi-millions, but it was the damned best I could do." He was shouting too now, poking lister repeatedly on the chest. Rowan and Jimmy had stood up, fearing the worst with Lister's temper.
"You gave my mum fifteen fucking quid a month."
"It was all I had, Alister!" But Lister wouldn’t accept that. He threw the bottle across the room, watching as it grazzed past his father's head.
"Get out!"
"You are fucking pathetic. Your mother did about as much as I did, and you bought the stupid bitch a house? You give her money so she can prance about like she wasn’t some little fucking whore. And now, you’re acting like some big rockstar." He looked at Rowan and Jimmy. "But its just you and two fucking da-"
Graham Duncan didn't get to finish whatever hateful words he had wished to shout, as Lister had slammed his fist right into the centre of his face, feeling satisfied at the crunch of bone he felt and the cry that carried out through the room. The older man seemed to be torn between hitting back and staggering away, but the door was already open, and security was swarming Graham, dragging him out.
"Lis." Jimmy’s hand was on Listers shoulder from behind him, and Rowan was also taking a step closer so that he could make sure his friend was okay. Listers shoulders were hunched, and his face contorted as though he were in physical pain.
"Why... why doesn’t he care? Why does he..." He had begun to cry, and Jimmy was quick to tug him down by the shoulders in a hug. He rubbed at the drummer's back as he cried, shushing him gently to try and calm him down. Rowan also had a hand on Lister's shoulder.
"It's okay, Lis. he's gone." The bassist reassured. The drummer turned his head to look at Rowan, a small and appreciative smile on his tear-stained face.
"Well, he seemed lovely." Jimmy sighed, and Lister couldn’t stop the wet laugh he let out, rubbing at his eyes.
"A fucking delight, right?"
The three of them can’t help their giggles. Rowan quickly checked Lister's fist to be sure he hadn’t hurt it.
No matter how much it had hurt Lister to be confronted by his father, he felt comfort in the fact that he’d always been right about the man. He didn’t care about Lister or his mother. He only cared about himself and what he could get out of people. Perhaps it was a good thing that Lister had been raised by his hard-working and considerate mother. As much as he used to long for a father in his life, he knew now he was better off without him. It was his job to grow up to be a better man. not because of his father, but to spite him, to show him that not everyone was doomed to fall headfirst into the bottle and to never make it out. No. he had reason to live. to live happily.
"If I ever become a dad, I am never asking him for advice." Lister sniffed out, Rowan and Jimmy laughing as they pulled him in for a group hug.
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scotianostra · 6 months
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Happy Birthday Scottish actor Mark Bonnar
Born November 19th 1968 in Edinburgh, Bonnar started his acting career in High School at Leith Academy, he recalls sitting with his friend one day when the names of all the award winners were read out, Mark says
"....I remember I was sitting in front of my best mate Keith, They were all the usual studious types. I turned to Keith to say 'it's all the posh and clever ones who win the prizes' and then my name was read out. I took a lot of ribbing about that."
After being talked out of doing a Drama course at school by his guidance teacher, doing physics instead, Mark left school with no real qualifications, and like many of us back then ended up doing a YTS, or youth training scheme to those that don't know. He worked in a library for two years, the beautiful building on McDonald Road in Edinburgh, before drifting in and out of other jobs and spending some time travelling in the US before the money ran out.
He returned home to the old job, this time driving the mobile library, but got bored of it and ended up in the planning offices of Edinburgh council before deciding to do a year's National Certificate in drama at Telford College and this time completed his course.
He then did three years at Glasgow's Royal Scottish Academy of Music and Drama. In his final year, he won the Carlton Hobbs BBC Radio Award, which gave him six months with BBC Radio in London, where he's lived ever since.
The keen eyed of you out there will recognise a link to the other birthday boy today, as Mark plays regular Duncan Hunter in Shetland, Duncan is the biological father to Jimmie Perez's "daughter" Cassie.
Bonnar has appeared on many shows on television as Peter Mayhew in BBC1's New Blood and Chris in the highly successful Channel 4 comedy Catastrophe, alongside screen wife and fellow Scot Ashley Jensen.
Other television credits include Vera, Rebus, Taggart, Grantchester, Case Histories, The Paradise, Doctor Who, Psychoville, Taggart, Phoneshop and Paradox. He also played regular Bruno Jenkins in the 23 episodes of the BBC1 series Casualty and DCC Mike Dryden in the brilliant cop show Line of Duty.
Mark has also voiced video games, Assassins Creed and Battlefield one and children's tv show series Tree Fu Tom.
Also a regular on the theatre front where he has played Benedick in Much Ado About Nothing and the lead role in Cyrano de Bergerac. On Radio his most prolific part was in a Piper Alpha, the play chronicles the disaster minute-by-minute as it happened.
One of Mark's more recent shows was Guilt, set in my native Edinburgh it was a dark comedy about two brothers who accidentally run over and kill an old man, if you haven't seen it please look it up! He was also in the mini series Quiz about Charles Ingram, who was convicted of cheating his way to the jackpot in Who wants to be a Millionaire.
As with his friend Dougie Henshall, Markis set to appear in the TV movie Murder is easy, he ahs also been in a short TV "movie" Calamity James nd appeared in five episodes of the drama World on Fire and starred n the Ridley Scott biopc Napolean that is due to be released next week.
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hija-ck · 2 months
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so how is axel's relationships with the other townies? who does he get along with? does he have beef with any of them? 👀
oh my ggggDDDDDDD im so weak for answering questions about my boy here we go (sorry it’s long)(but also everyone pls ask me about him)
so axel actually spent a considerable amount of time outside of bullworth after he dropped out/was expelled (he says he dropped out, sources say he was expelled).
cause of this and the fact he’s a massive layabout, he’s sort of in a weird midpoint with the rest of the townies where they hang out and knew each other growing up in the same area, but none of them are like…… his best friends.
he’s closest with leon, since they’re both lazy to the extreme, and they spend a lot of time just smoking on the couch outside his trailer and talking shit. axel’s a bit less pessimistic though, more like “yeah dude getting a real job is like becoming a cog in the machine” (he is using it as an excuse).
he’s a bit older than a few of them too (he is around 21-22), so even though they all often congregate, there’s a bit of a separation there as well. he is usually tasked with buying the booze 🍺
he also gets on decently with Edgar and duncan since they are closest with Jimmy (and sort of Zoe), and he does have a good relationship with jim heh e
as for beef, although he’s too laid back to really have a massive problem with anyone, a lot of the townies have issues that he doesn’t vibe with. even though he hangs out with them all a decent amount, and also does all of their tats, sometimes they say shit (or Zoe tells him something fucked they did) and he’s like….. 🫤
on the whole, he kind of sticks to himself and lets people come to him, doesn’t have huge problems with anyone but also isn’t mega close with anyone either. he considers Zoe his bestie ❤️
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[Prompy] Lindsay is asked if she regrets going on Total Drama. She can’t fathom why. She has Beth and her Tyler; what else could she ask for?
Celebrity Manhunt On the Street! Interview Transcript - Lindsay Kuiper, 05/22
Francis Malone: Lindsay? Lindsay - talk to us!
Lindsay Kuiper: Oh, hiiiii, Celebrity Manhunt!! It's been a minute, teehee.
Malone: It certainly has - we'd like to catch up with you now that your time on Total Drama has definitively ended.
Kuiper: Of course I wanna talk, it's - Wait, what do you mean, ended? We've only done, like, two seasons!
Malone: Lindsay, there have been five seasons, four of which you've competed and lost in. 
Kuiper: ...Are you sure? That doesn't sound right...
Malone: Believe me, that's God's honest truth. Doesn't that make you really upset?
Kuiper: I don't know, doing so much Total Drama always made me super sore and gross feeling! I guess it's not so bad that I won't have to do that anymore. No, actually, I LOVE that!! From now on, there'll be no more drama for Lindsay Kuiper!
Malone: Hold on. Are you saying that you regret ever going on the show? That you regret becoming famous?
Kuiper: Well, no. I do REALLY like being a star. I get to be in magazines and TikToks now, and everybody LOVES me! In a few weeks, I'm going on the Johnny Falcon show!
Malone: Uh, do you mean Jimmy Fallon?
Kuiper: No, I think that's his brother.
Malone: ...Okayyy, but still. The fame was worth all the challenging tasks you were set during your time on the show?
Kuiper: It's not about the fame at all, duh! Why would I regret going on Total Drama?  That's where I met my best friends in the whole wide world!
Malone: Who, Heather? Alejandro? 
Kuiper: What are you talking about? Those guys are total jerks. I just mean that if I hadn't gone on the show, I never would have met Beth and Tyler.
Malone: Really? Beth and Tyler? The goody two-shoes Girl Scout and the failed athlete? They're the people you choose to be your best friends?
Kuiper: Tyler isn't a failed athlete. He's really talented, and a really hot boyfriend! And Beth is the BIGGEST sweetheart of all time! We've been close since the start, when we were both working for Heather.
Malone: Right. You do know that Tyler is still the least-talked about contestant on any of the TD fansites? Sure, his numbers took a spike during the whole Gwuncan fiasco in season three, but it wasn't enough to make the poor guy actually interesting. Heck, it took you ages to even remember his name. And the only reason Beth ever made it to the final two was sheer dumb luck. Duncan was a formidable competitor, as long as Courtney wasn't around - but Beth? Nothing but a brace-faced dork with pathetic delusions of grandeur.
Kuiper: ...Hmmmm. Ok. What's your name again? Frankie Capone?
Malone: Francis Malone.
Kuiper: Ok, well, I am so done talking to you, Francesco Maroon! I would tell you about my life if you were interested, but all you want to do is make fun of my best friend and boyfriend! Bridgette was right, I REALLY need to stop talking to you Celebrity Manhunt people. All you care about is the drama.
Malone: To be fair. The show is named Total Dr - 
Kuiper: Get lost, you bloodsucking fun-ruining badly-dressed sorry little son of a [REDACTED] [REDACTED] [REDACTED]! Don't you EVER say anything bad about my best friends again!
Cameraman: Uh, hey, dude? I think we should get the hell out of here.
Malone: Agreed. Move it, people!
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music meme!
An eon ago @floggingink tagged me in a music shuffle meme! I'm not a huge playlist person, but here's a selection of tabs I had open, stuff I heard on the radio in the part few days, etc etc. (Is the radio the analog version of shuffle? You tell me.)
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The Who, "Baba O'Riley" — The episode of Joe Pera Talks to You where Joe Pera discovers Baba O'Riley (sample here) is such a pure and joyful watch, and also IMO one of the best on-screen depictions I have ever seen of how the first ecstatic stage of a new hyperfixation feels: this, more, again, again! Let me share this thing with you, strangers and friends, so that you might also feel transcendent joy!
The Lone Bellow, "Honey" — Love the mellow energy on this one. For some reason I feel like if this had been on the radio in 2017/2018, it would have shown up in a bunch of top-shelf Bughead fics. Maybe it's the "Put the pedal to the floor/Let the darkness come" lyric?(@anniemurphys, thoughts?)
R.E.M., "Strange Currencies" — This Esquire article described the soundtrack for The Bear as "widely praised by forty-something-year-old Midwestern dads," and like, uhhhh: guilty as charged.
boygenius, "Not Strong Enough" — "Always an angel, never a god": what a mood, what a mood. Also, it reminded me that I really want to make a mixtape of song pairs with opposite titles. Obviously the match for this one is Sheryl Crow's "Strong Enough."
Twisted Sister, "We're Not Going to Take It" — I have always wondered about the lyric "Your life is trite and jaded/Boring and confiscated." My theory is that it was supposed to be "constipated," but that that was actually too much rebellion for the label.
Skeeter Davis, "The End of the World" — Whenever I hear this song, it's playing over the credits of Mad Men in November 1963. But the other day I heard it on my local oldies radio station, followed directly by Len's unparalleled 1999 one-hit wonder "Steal My Sunshine," and gentle readers, I about had a stroke.
Dove Cameron, "Boyfriend" — I've never encountered this song anywhere outside of the Internet, but anytime I hear it, I walk around with it stuck in my head for the next 3 days. It's basically the same lick over and over again, but when it's this sticky, you don't honestly need more than that.
Jimmy Buffett, "Come Monday" — Awww, Jimmy. Legitimately sad about his passing.
Duncan Sheik, "Barely Breathing" — Truly, the '90s will always be with us. Or at least with me.
Joni Mitchell (with Brandi Carlile and others, 2022), "Both Sides Now" — Do you need to have a good cry? Well, you do now. Consider this an open tag for anyone who wants to play - I'd love to hear what you've been listening to!
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honmyoseagull · 2 years
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I call it the infamous break up scene in my head, though…
(I’m in a mood. It’s Peter Wingfield’s birthday today and the old fangirl in me wants to celebrate…)
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Random Question Time!
Who's an actor/actress that you think is underrated and what role of theirs do you love?
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I have a list! I watch a lot of UK crime dramas with so many great actors but I never see anyone outside of the UK talk about them and it sucks because they're all great!
1. Douglas Henshall (Jimmy Perez in Shetland)
2. Martin Compston (Steve Arnott in Line of Duty)
3. Nicola Walker (Cassie Stuart in Unforgotten)
4. Sanjeev Bhaskar (Sunil "Sunny" Kahn in Unforgotten)
5. Sarah Lancashire (Catherine Cawood in Happy Valley)
6. Mark Bonnar (too many! But I'm gonna say for favourite character, Duncan Hunter in Shetland, and for favourite performance, Colin Osborne in Unforgotten)
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greygullhaven · 4 months
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Shetland FanFic
The Dad and Stepdad relationship has always been an interesting balancing act. Duncan and Jimmy have navigated those waters for years. But is there more bubbling under the surface? Can they be more than the dad and stepdad? Is it possible? It is time for them to finally have that talk and find out!
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"Jimmy had been the stepfather to Duncan’s daughter, Cassie, for most of her life now. Together Jimmy and Duncan had juggled the strain of raising Cassie after Fran died, leaving all three of them broken and a little shattered. That shared connection of love and loss brought the three of them together closer than ever- the two dads especially. On paper, they had a picture-perfect life like most in Shetland. But in reality, things were more complicated, given the unique past and dynamics they shared. Jimmy loved Cassie with all his heart, but he also was finding he had feelings for Duncan as well. And to his surprise, Duncan was finding he had the same feelings for Jimmy as well, bubbling under the cool and controlled mask he always tried to wear.
That day was like many in Shetland. Cool, windy, clouded sky threatened rain at some point that afternoon. Duncan had come home early from the pub and Jimmy had a rare day off from the station. And with Cassie away at school for the semester, it was a rare chance for the two of them to actually have some alone time.
The two of them sat out in the small garden, shielded from the outside world by the stone wall surrounding the property. The air between them was thick with something unsaid, and Duncan couldn't tear his eyes away from Jimmy's. They had grown close over the years, but they had only really started to be honed with themselves about how close they were recently becoming. Duncan had begun to feel something new. An unfamiliar warmth blazed within him whenever Jimmy was around, causing his heart to flutter and his cheeks to flush. And Jimmy felt it too. A rush he thought he would never feel again, a peace and comfort whenever he and Duncan were together. It was nice. It was becoming familiar. And it was also becoming somewhat addictive...."
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philleegirl · 2 years
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Shetland S7E5 my shockingly American thoughts…
Oh, Lloyd, my love with the bad accent, in 1981 a black man in Texas accused of killing a cop would not have even made it into custody let alone get the death penalty.
I hate that I love Meg's sweater. I hate everything about her, but I would love that sweater. Also, she is the most uncompassionate nurse I have ever met. I hire nurses and she would not have made it past my first interview.
(My Mama's input on this scene:
Mama: Well, she isn't Methodist. So, she can go.
Me: What?!?
Mama: Didn't we figure out that Jimmy's dad was a Methodist lay pastor?
Me: um… yes.
Mama: So, she can go and Jimmy can go back to Duncan.
Me: 😳
This is the woman who forgot why she put her cough syrup in the fridge, but she remembers this!)
Wow! Stephen went all Shetland when talking about the Braer. I had to turn on CC to understand him.
I love Billy pulling out the bird knowledge to help the case! He has definitely gotten to shine this series and I am here for it. (I would watch a Shetland with Billy in the lead for sure.)
That photographer has so many secrets.
Wait! Lloyd was trying to pass that off as a Canadian accent?!?! 😳🙄
I love Rhona that is all.
There are a lot more cops and forensic specialists in Shetland now.
Jimmy Perez, where are your freaking gloves!!!
I do love Alison and Lloyd's house.
The new music is… um… interesting. I'm not sold yet.
At least Abby did the right thing with the photos. Good girl!
Jimmy doesn't like other LEOs working on his patch without him knowing, but at least not both black men are suspects. Or at least not for long.
Jimmy did a great job connecting with Danny.
Sandy and Billy were so funny.
Sandy is being competent and intelligent. I am here for it. I love him so it is nice to see him back on form. Kate Kilmuir being gone has reset his brain.
Poor Murray. He.just can't catch a break.
Oh, wow! Sandy has found like 3 clues.
Oooo… Carol Ann might be eviler than just evil. I am hopeful.
The West Wing perfected the Walk 'n Talk in corridors. Shetland is working on perfecting the Stand 'n Sway in corridors.
Why does Jimmy look lighter since breaking up with Meg?
Okay arresting Carol Ann must have been extremely satisfying for Tosh!
I love the vanity at Jamie's. Also, I kinda want this to involve Alan and kinda don't.
If you're upset about an old oil spill, why would you create a new oil spill?!?? I am confused.
Jimmy Perez, boy racer!
Oh man! I want to solve this and get into the good stuff (ie Jimmy and Duncan having a tearful reunion at home and deciding to move to a tropical island together.)
Overall:
Happy with the amount of Meg
Thrilled with the amount of Rhona
Very disappointed with the amount of Duncan
Very disappointed with the amount of Cassie
Competent Sandy makes me happy
Billy is the best!
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birthbynightmare · 2 years
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Just watched Chip 'n Dale movie and gotta say: It's not what I expected because I actually liked.
I couldn't stop laughing at it. Not because it has good comedy, but because of all the Easter eggs and references they poured in it, and I loved every single one
Everyone keeps talking about Ugly Sonic and okay that's big and he's actually a lot in this movie but they put and mentioned who knows how many other franchises that almost leaves in shame "Who framed Roger Rabbit?": (Spoilers ahead!)
Batman vs ET, seriously what!?
Scooby Gang being belittle for not being real detectives
Nickelodeon Jr studios lore: Peppa Pig was kidnapped and the Paw Patrol bite off some cop’s "intimate parts"
Bootleg Naruto alongside Bootleg versions of: Phineas, Dipper, TMNT, Simpsons, Woody Woodpecker, Samurai Jack.
They were a ton of Toon parts from way too many series:
The Keyblade and Sora's hair, along with Jimmy Neutron's.
Samurai Jack's sword, Momo's ears from Avatar: The Last Airbender
the Pink Panther's muzzle, Rocky the Flying Squirrel's cap, Pete's peg leg, Mr. Potato Head's body, Robin Hood's hat, a Smurf hat, Ickis' left ear and mouth from Aaahh!!! Real Monsters
Fan Con is full of cameos from many franchises that I wasn't surprised in seeing He-Man and Skeletor in the movie. I even expect it to happen.
Voltron, Pickle Rick, My Little Pony, Sailor Moon, Charlie Brown
CGI Pumbaa with Mantis and Bob from Kung Fu Panda and Monster vs Aliens from DreamWorks
Jack Skellington takes money from his own charity?
A crossover game with all the Disney Afternoon characters
Chun Li in the Walk of Fame and a Bullet Bill cannon, although without real Bullet Bills, only bootleg round versions.
Mrs. House from The Little House, Wynnchel and Duncan from Wreck-It Ralph, Linda Flynn-Fletcher from Phineas and Ferb, Randy Marsh from South Park.
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MUSI SONG LIST
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Playlist: 7C ⏯️ AnxiaZoid Liminalgia
Duration: 7 Hours 17 Minutes
Date Version: 9 September 2023
7C▶️01: Tim Ayre - I Want It
7C▶️02: Omar Rudberg - It Takes A Fool To Remain Sane
7C▶️03: COIN - Loving
7C▶️04: Cults - Always Forever
7C▶️05: Giulio Cercato/Kiana - Save Me
7C▶️06: COIN - Take A Picture
7C▶️07: Willowsmith - Wait a Minute!
7C▶️08: VACATIONS - Anything Could Happen
7C▶️09: VACATIONS - On Hold
7C▶️10: VACATIONS - Friends
7C▶️11: VACATIONS - Young
7C▶️12: VACATIONS - Relax
7C▶️13: Willowsmith - 4ever
7C▶️14: Wallows - Hurts Me
7C▶️15: Cults - Most Wanted
7C▶️16: ABBA - Chiquitita
7C▶️17: Remi Wolf - Disco Man
7C▶️18: Dayglow - Fair Game
7C▶️19: Paramore - Fake Happy
7C▶️20: Waterparks - Telephone
7C▶️21: Cults - Go Outside
7C▶️22: VACATIONS - Telephones
7C▶️23: VACATIONS - Honey
7C▶️24: COIN - Killing Me
7C▶️25: COIN - Take The Stairs
7C▶️26: Zack Tabudlo - Habang Buhay
7C▶️27: Beegees - Night Fever
7C▶️28: Beegees - How Deep is Your Love?
7C▶️29: FLOR - Heart
7C▶️30: Chairlift - I Belong In Your Arms
7C▶️31: Frances Forever - Space Girl
7C▶️32: Princess Chelsea - Cigarette Duet
7C▶️33: Beach House - Space Song
7C▶️34: Cemeteries - I Will Run Away From You
7C▶️35: Remi Wolf - Hello Hello Hello
7C▶️36: Gracie Abrams - Twenty-One
7C▶️37: PREP - Leaning On You
7C▶️38: The Smiths - This Night Has Opened Up My Eyes
7C▶️39: VACATIONS - Panache
7C▶️40: COIN - Cutie
7C▶️41: Billy Joel - Zanzibar
7C▶️42: Polo & Pan - Feel Good
7C▶️43: Princess Chelsea - Love My Boyfriend
7C▶️44: Fleetwood Mac - The Chain
7C▶️45: NIL
7C▶️46: Flyleaf - I’m So Sick
7C▶️47: KIDSNOT$AINTS. - Daydreamer
7C▶️48: KIDSNOT$AINTS. - Love, Always
7C▶️49: Gus Dapperton - Prune, You Talk Funny
7C▶️50: The Black Skirts - Everything
7C▶️51: 4 Non Blondes - What’s Up
7C▶️52: Dominic Fike - Three Nights
7C▶️53: Busted - Air Hostess
7C▶️54: Flora Cash - You’re Somebody Else
7C▶️55: Sture Zutterberg - Paper Bag
7C▶️56: Omar Apollo - The Two Of Us
7C▶️57: Olivia Rodrigo - Deja Vu
7C▶️58: COIN - It Works
7C▶️59: Beegees - More Than A Woman
7C▶️60: Chase White/Jimmy Burney - When It Feels Right
7C▶️61: Tim Ayre - Mexican Holiday
7C▶️62: Duncan Laurence/FLETCHER - Arcade
7C▶️63: Yuki Saito - Yours
7C▶️64: Beegees - Stayin’ Alive
7C▶️65: GAYLE - abcdefu
7C▶️66: P!nk - Perfect
7C▶️67: Mary J Blige, Will Smith - Got To Be Real
7C▶️68: Junko Ohashi - Crystal City
7C▶️69: 5WEST - Anything Can Happen
7C▶️70: 5WEST - Last Time
7C▶️71: 5WEST - One Shot
7C▶️72: Beegees - Alone
7C▶️73: Tim Ayre - California Dreamin’
7C▶️74: Tim Ayre - Find You
7C▶️75: NIL
7C▶️76: Player - Baby Come Back
7C▶️77: DeBarge - I Like It
7C▶️78: Beegees - Stayin’ Alive
7C▶️79: The Regrettes - California Friends
7C▶️80: PREP - Cheapest Flight
7C▶️81: PREP - Speaking Silence
7C▶️82: Beegees - To Love Somebody
7C▶️83: The Kooks - Junk Of The Heart (Happy)
7C▶️84: Mac DeMarco - Chamber Of Reflection
7C▶️85: Cigarettes After Sex - Affection
7C▶️86: Sure Sure - Good Thing
7C▶️87: HYBS - Dancing With My Phone
7C▶️88: Tim Ayre - Modern Life
7C▶️89: Oasis - Live Forever
7C▶️90: Jack Johnson - Upside Down
7C▶️91: Lenny Kravitz - It Ain’t Over ‘Till it’s Over
7C▶️92: Big Thief - Simulation Swarm
7C▶️93: Skylar Spence - Fiona Coyne
7C▶️94: NIL
7C▶️95: Olivia Rodrigo - Brutal
7C▶️96: Olivia Rodrigo - Happier
7C▶️97: Olivia Olson/Niki Yang/Hynden Walch - Time Adventure
7C▶️98: Charles Bradley - Change for The World
7C▶️99: Dayglow - Strangers
7C▶️100: Olivia Rodrigo - Driver’s License
7C▶️101: Pink Floyd - Time
7C▶️102: Röyksopp - Happy Up Here
7C▶️103: Foster The People - Chin Up Music For The Unsuspecting Hero
7C▶️104: Amy Macdonald - Mr. Rock & Roll
7C▶️105: COIN - Brad Pitt
7C▶️106: COIN - Babe Ruth
7C▶️107: Twice - The Feels
7C▶️108: Conan Gray - Overdrive
7C▶️109: Conan Gray - Maniac
7C▶️110: COIN - Heart Eyes
7C▶️111: Conan Gray - Wish You Were Sober
7C▶️112: Mitski - Nobody, No
7C▶️113: Omar Rudberg - Alla Ba Ouff
7C▶️114: Remi Wolf - Liz
7C▶️115: Rosie Okumura - I’m So In Love With Me
7C▶️116: Paramore - Ain’t It Fun
7C▶️117: Mr. Kitty - After Dark
7C▶️118: Stephen Sanchez/Em Beihold - Until I Found You
7C▶️119: John Maus - Do Your Best
7C▶️120: Galaxy Fingers - Cynically Sweet
7C▶️121: COIN - I Think I Met You in a Dream
7C▶️122: Last Dinosaurs - Collect Call
7C▶️123: IV of Spades - Captivated
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comment-exchange · 10 months
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304. What We Have Right Before (Shetland)
Title: What We Have Right Before Us
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49008226/chapters/123641908
Platform: AO3
Creator: GreyGullHaven
Work Type: Fanfic
Fandom: Shetland
Rating: Gen
Pairing: Duncan Hunter/Jimmy Perez
Word count: 1274
Warnings: M/M relationship
Number of comments: 1
Completion Status: One shot complete
Short summary/description: The Dad and Stepdad relationship has always been an interesting balancing act. Duncan and Jimmy have navigated those waters for years. But is there more bubbling under the surface? Can they be more than the dad and stepdad? Is it possible? It is time for them to finally have that talk and find out!
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Okay in my imagined version of whichever series I'm replacing (6 or 7), Jimmy's lost his love for the job and puts in for a sabbatical (Basically a year off on half pay). Duncan, who does not get arrested for assisted suicide because Jimmy doesn't let him get emotionally abused into that position like that, runs his bistro and everything is fine.
Cassie comes home for the summer after a placement falls through and is driven around the bend by Jimmy trying to cook. We're talking burnt custard, seperated cream, accidentally pouring stock down the sink and saving the bones instead of binning the bones and saving the stock, mixing up tartar source and cream of tartar (it happens, okay! We've all been there) and then Cassie being like "Duncan, you need to teach him".
And that's how we get them cooking together and Duncan getting exasperated for how much Jimmy argues despite Not being the expert but Jimmy learning how to make things over time.
And Cassie getting loads of photographs of what her fathers are making together, to the point where she sets up an instagram account for them that works as excellent promotion for the bistro even though Duncan is not the chef at the BIstro.
And if they happen to accidentally make a whole romantic meal together and kiss each other goodnight then so be it.
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Transistor Sister #153 February 12, 2023
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mini theme (which turned into a bit of a maxi them): songs where band members address each other!
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Freddy Cannon - Transistor Sister Spanky & Our Gang - Sunday Will Never Be the Same
Powerplant - Broodmother Jimmie & Vella - Chica Boom Violin Sect - Fit & Anxious Delia Derbyshire - Ziwzih Ziwzih OO-OO-OO
Prospexx - Secret Police Smirk - Total Reality Keith - 98.6 A Touch of Hysteria - The Rulers Rose Melberg - Healthy Sick Gordon Bok, Ann Mayo Muir & Ed Trickett - Dark Old Waters
Innovations - Put a Little Away The Drin - Eyes Only for Space La Fraction - La Cuisine The Mall - Burning Age
Sweet - Ballroom Blitz (Live UK Tour 73) Bob Wills and his Texas Playboys - Bubbles In My Beer (feat. Tommy Duncan) Jonathan Richman & The Modern Lovers - Government Center Talking Heads - Take Me to the River (Live) Eggs - The Government Administrator
Agnostic Front - Power The Monkees - Papa Gene's Blues Hattie Hudson - Doggone My Good Luck Soul Alternative TV - Why Don't You Do Me Right Pixies - Monkey's Gone to Heaven MC5 - The American Ruse The Clash - Complete Control The Devils - Devil Dance
Poison - Talk Dirty to Me Chumbawamba - The Day the Nazi Died
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The first week of the Industry module came with a really strong start - with visiting professionals and brand new mediums. We started the week by having puppeteer Jimmy Grimes coming in and spending a day talking to us about his practice, how he came to be in his field and what his everyday life is like. I found his candour very refreshing for an industry professional; he spoke about his struggles with how he went through learning drama and acting and how that progressed into more behind the scenes work. He then became an assistant director, which he felt quite spare in doing as he wasn't being utilised to the best of his abilities. He practiced his puppetry in his spare time and was later given the opportunity to work as associate puppet director on the West End production of "War Horse" by Michael Morpurgo.
I was particularly impressed by his truthfulness about how much he felt like he had dropped out and felt like a failure. I empathised with this honesty wholeheartedly as I am currently going through similar feelings with quitting my job and starting my degree. In the afternoon of that day Jimmy gave a small workshop to discuss and create rudimentary puppetry mechanisms. I found this inspiring to think about creature movement beyond basic anatomy. It also made me look retrospectively at how some of my favourite Jim Henson shows and films would have been created.
Later in the week we made our own maquettes and played around with sculpture in a intro session with Duncan. I have never really given a lot of thought to using 3D materials in my adulthood. I used to make my own toys using Fimo as a child, but this definitely gave me something to think about going forward.
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I also attended a lecture by Angeline Morrison which I found a great interest in; her research into the hidden histories of Black people in Folk music and indeed in hidden UK histories made a fascinating talk. I have always been exposed to folk music from an early age, my dad being quite into Irish folk music especially. My own leanings have spread into folk music from Africa to Scandinavia; during lock-down I discovered the music of Wardruna and found a strong sense of connectedness to this music I couldn't even understand the lyrics of let alone understand what drew me to the sound of the music. Definitely sparked a lot of ideas this week going forward.
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