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hit-song-showdown · 1 year
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Year-End Poll #28: 1977
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[Image description: a collage of photos of the 10 musicians and musical groups featured in this poll. In order from left to right, top to bottom: Rod Stewart, Andy Gibb, The Emotions, Barbra Streisand, Hot, Kenny Nolan, Thelma Houston, Rita Coolidge, Alan O'Day, Mary MacGregor. End description]
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Another good year for the commercial peak of soft rock on the top of the charts. With Evergreen, we're also seeing one of the first instances of the big soundtrack hit in pop music (we'll see an even larger staple of this phenomenon next year). Along with the prolific songwriter (and Swan in Phantom of the Paradise) Paul Williams, Barbra Streisand won the Academy Award for Best Original Song that year, making Streisand the first woman to receive an award as a composer.
The fusion of disco with other genres continues to grow in popularity this year, as seen with Rita Coolidge's cover of Jackie Wilson's (Your Love Keeps Lifting Me) Higher and Higher.
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loveboatinsanity · 1 month
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suminbahc · 1 year
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さよなら, まつもと せんせい Rest in Peace 松本零士 (1938-2023)
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myvinylplaylist · 2 years
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Stars (1977)
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Original Stars, Original Hits
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Cunningham: I won’t have my honor questioned by you.
Mary: I’m not questioning your honor. I’m denying its existence.
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fairytalelagoon · 4 months
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"Do You Hear What I Hear?" - Mary MacGregor & Mike Love
I only just stumbled across this today. I've always loved this song and I think I just found another version to add to my favorites. I just love the simplicity of this one. Definitely going to listen to it a few more times this season.
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saotome-michi · 1 year
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Ending Theme of Adiue Galaxy Express 999 || さよなら銀河鉄道999 -アンドロメダ終着駅
Sayonara by Mary MacGregor
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Mary MacGregor - Torn between two lovers 
Complementary video to Connie Francis’s version above ⬆️
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transbookoftheday · 11 months
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♾️🌈 Trans Books To Read For Neurodivergent Pride Day 🌈♾️
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("The Spirit Bares Its Teeth" isn't out yet, but you can preorder it or request an ARC on NetGalley.)
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ex0skeletal-undead · 2 months
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Him by Mary MacGregor
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i read quite a lot. and, as a transmasculine person who struggles with my mental health, i have a few books to recommend to other transmascs, or really just trans people in general.
“hell followed with us” by andrew joseph white — a dystopian about a future where a cult destroys everything in an attempt to "cleanse" the earth, and a trans boy who is slowly turning into a monster, his autistic soldier boyfriend, and their eclectic collection of queer friends must rescue the few survivors and try to salvage the world.
“self-made boys” by anna-marie mclemore — a retelling of “the great gatsby” where nick and gatsby are both trans boys attempting to remake themselves into the men they were always meant to be.
“the sunbearer trials” by aiden thomas — a transmasc demigod with wings competes in a competition with eleven other demigods, where losing means death and winning means glory.
“cemetery boys,” also by aiden thomas — a trans boy, in an attempt to prove himself to his family, attempts to solve a mystery, but accidentally ends up summoning the wrong ghost in the process.
“both can be true” by jules machias — a genderfluid middle schooler and her unlikely companion rescue a dog from being put down and learn about themselves and each other in the process.
“the many half-lived lives of sam sylvester” by maya macgregor — an autistic, nonbinary teenager moves across the country, only to find themself in a house where, several years ago, a murder was committed...and it just so happens that their special interest lies in solving murders just like that one
if there are any others that you know of, please tell me about them! i would also love to read more books with transfemme protagonists. anyway, i hope at least one person enjoys these books as much as i did. i know they helped me feel seen. representation matters. and, as always, i love you, trans people. trans rights are, and always have been, human rights.
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thrashkink-coven · 4 months
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Hi all,
Welcome to the last part of my 2024 altar tour! 4/4
What a year it has been! I have learned so much and made so many new friends! My altar has always been a reflection of my psyche, seeing it’s beauty reminds me of the beauty that exists within me. :)
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So this is my final little work space where I do pendulum magick and tarot readings. There is a devotional mug to Lord Lucifer which I use for our morning coffee chats. There is also Lucifer’s devotional dragon statue, as well as the dual scrying mirror for him and Faviel.
There is a normal mirror and a statue of a pharaoh’s tomb. The board which the flowers and offerings are placed on dawns Faviel’s sigil and candle. To Faviel I have offered a palm stone, flowers, an acorn, smoky quartz, some black earrings, and some grubs.
Beside him is my pendulum in a selenite charging bowl along with my pendulum mat.
The black and white image you see was a piece of art I made for Archangel Jophiel after he gifted me a vision a year or so ago. I use it whenever I’m reaching out to him.
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Beneath my altar is some space for storage where I keep my larger cauldron, mortar and pestle, larger candles, etc. There is also my stand where I keep my broom, fire poker, and shovel. My witch broom is wrapped in a protective seal. I use it to sweep ash from my prayer mat.
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And finally, here are a few of the books I have in my collection that have greatly greatly aided me in my craft. Remember to do your research my dears!
The Arbatel of Magick- First English edition 1633, new edition 2013, edited by Earl Marwick
Healing with Form, Energy, and Light- Tenzin Wangyal Rinpoche
Gods and Goddesses- Hallam, Elizabeth
The Lesser Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers and Aleister Crowley
The Dictionary of Alchemy- Diana Fernando
The Art of Angels- Howard Loxton
Backland’s Book of Spirit Communications- Raymond Buckland
Transcendental Magick- Éliphas Lévi
The Greater Key of Solomon- S.L MacGregor Mathers
A History of God- Karen Armstrong
A Dictionary of Angels, Including Fallen Angels- Gustav Davidson
Making Talismans- Nick Farrell
The Sixth and Seventh Books of Moses- Johann Scheibel
The Egyptian Book of the Dead
The Rise and Fall of the Nephilim- Scott Alan Roberts
Buckland’s Complete Book of Witchcraft- Raymond Buckland
Candle Burning Rituals- Raymond Buckland
The Complete Book of Black Magick and Witchcraft
Green Witchcraft, Folk Magick, Fairy Lore & Herb Craft- Ann Moura
The Book of Forbidden Knowledge, Black Magick, Superstition, Charms and Divination- First Edition 1910s Johnson Smith & co. New Edition 2016 edited by Earl Marwick
Three Books of Occult Philosophy- Henry Cornelius Agrippa
and of course, The Holy Bible- New Living Translation.
I have many other books in my collection on tarot and astrology in my living room, but these are the books that have had the greatest impact on my craft. Here are a few of those other ones:
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Love Potions- Tatania Hardie
The Book of Destinies- Jane Struthers
The Crystal Bible 2- Judy Hall
The Tarot Bible- Sarah Barlett
The Wicca Bible- Ann Marie Gallagher
Cunningham’s Encyclopedia of Magical Herbs- Scott Cunningham
Magic and Medicine of Plants- Reader’s Digest
The Power of Birthdays Stars and Numbers- Saffi Crawford and Geraldine Sullivan
The Witches’ Goddess- Janet and Stewart Farrar
The Witches’ God- Janet and Stewart Farrar
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I wanted to end this tour off with my reading material because I want to emphasize how important it is to understand that “magick” is not just “stuff”.
I really enjoy all of my magical tools and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with having and wanting pretty things or an aesthetically pleasing altar. In fact I believe aesthetic and care are acts of love in themselves. Don’t ever let someone shame you for wanting to decorate and indulge in the aesthetics of your craft.
But please do remember that our greatest magical tool is our minds, our senses, and our experiences- our brains. Remember to read read read lots of material from many different sources. Contemplate honestly on everything you read, hear and experience. Do not take everything you believe today as a fact, do not box yourself in to anything. (Maybe that’s the Luciferian in me speaking lol)
Learn how to do magick alone, without any tools. My magick is not my stuff, although my stuff greatly aids me in my magick. Does that make sense?
Thank you so much for reading! I look forward to growing and learning so much more this year! :)
Blessed be!
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milksockets · 8 months
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fay compton as mary queen of scots by maurice beck + helen macgregor in vogue 100: a century of style - robin muir (2016)
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read-alert · 19 days
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Happy International Asexuality Day! Full titles under the cut!
The First Sister by Linden A Lewis
Firebreak by Nicole Kornher-Stace
Tell me How it Ends by Quinton Li
The Last Chronomancer by Ralynn Kimie
Love Letters for Joy by Melissa See
The Many Half Lived Lives of Sam Sylvester by Maya MacGregor
You Don't Have a Shot by Raquel Marie
Let's Talk About Love by Claire Kann
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blueshistorysims · 7 months
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1910-1912
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And so the two years quickly passed. For Edeline, London was a dream. The people and the culture and the music were so fascinating, and everything was loud and exciting, a stark contrast from the quiet and peaceful New Crest. At school, she met like-minded women, women who were passionate about medical school and further independence. She attended political meetings and even got involved with the local suffragette chapter, which she purposely omitted in her letters to her parents. 
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During her second year, a young man standing next to her professor caught her attention. Her professor introduced him as Montgomery MacGregor, a Scotsman from Edinburgh (originally from Perthshire) who was interning under her before he graduated with a medical degree. She thought he was devilishly handsome.
“Excuse me?” He asked as Edeline started to leave the class after the lecture.
Edeline turned, surprised. “Um… yes?”
“You’re Miss Walsh, yes?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Dr. White tells me that you’re one of her brightest students.”
She blushed, though she didn’t understand why. “Oh! She’s just playing favorites. She hasn’t seen my grades in Dr. Foster’s class.”
He laughed, his eyes crinkling. 
“And please, call me Edeline.”
“...Then it would give me the greatest pleasure to have ya call me Montgomery, Miss Edeline.”
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Before Alexander left for Liverpool, he and Edith met at the very same place they had fallen in love.
“I shall write to you every day,” Edith told him.
“And during the weekends, I shall take the train back here and visit you. Edith Mary Smith, I promise I shall marry you before these next two years are over.”
She nodded. “I will wait.”
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Of course, these were the promises he made before university. University turned out to be much different than he expected. And he loved it. He enjoyed the parties and comradery, and the girls decked out in too much makeup and sparkling dresses. And so when the alcohol was flowing and girls beckoning… Alexander couldn’t help himself. Edith didn’t need to know.
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Giselle spent most of her free time drawing and sewing. Following a pattern she saw in a magazine, she made a few alterations of her own, and to her delight, finished her dress in time for her first day as a fourth year student. When she arrived at school (without her mother walking her to her delight), she saw a girl she didn’t recognize standing all by herself. Giselle wasn’t exactly the most social person, considering she spent all day indoors, but something about the girl made Giselle feel drawn to her, almost as if it was fate telling her to talk. 
“Have you moved her recently?” She asked, approaching the girl.
“Um, yes,” the new girl replied.
“That’s a strange accent you have,” Giselle said bluntly, curious for she had never heard an accent like that before. Perhaps this girl was from Scotland—Papa always said that Scots had funny accents. “Where are you from?”
“Hong Kong,” the girl replied. 
“...Isn’t that in China?”
She nodded.”
Giselle was amazed that someone from so far away could live in little old New Crest. “That’s amazing you live here. Why did you move here?”
“My Mama died, and Papa already died when I was a baby, so my great aunt Rosamond came to Hong Kong and brought me here.”
She felt guilty for asking. “Oh, I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay,” the girl reassured her. “I’m glad you came to talk.”
“I’m Giselle.”
“Francesca,” Francesca whispered as they shook hands.
The girls quickly became inseparable, much to the joy of Peter and Rebecca and Francesca’s great aunt, Rosamond Pace, an older woman who lived in a nice house not too far from the Walshes. Giselle didn’t really understand why some people looked at Francesca strangely or when they had her and Ms. Pace for dinner, she listened in on the adults’ conversation, but it didn’t make any sense. All she caught was something about Francesca’s father being a missionary and something about the Boxer Rebellion (which to her sounded like a racehorse’s name) and that Francesca’s mother had died of drowning in a bathtub, which made no sense to Giselle since bathtubs were too small to drown, but she never asked Francesca about it.
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At Oxford, Byron decided to be a new person. No one he knew at Willow Creek was attending Exeter College, and here, away from everything, he could be the person he’d always wanted to be. He understood his brother’s love of parties, attending any he was invited to, which grew the more he attended. He and his friends befriended some of the girls who were studying at Oxford, though unlike the men they could not obtain degrees, which Byron thought was very stupid. Sometimes his friends teased him for his many friendships with women, but he knew they talked to him because he was younger than the rest and to quote one girl, “not riddled with ideas of women in servitude.” 
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jewellery-box · 4 months
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Walter Crane, "Demeter rejoiced, for her daughter was by her side."
Illustration for this book (The story of Greece : told to boys and girls (1914) by Mary Macgregor, link to archive.org)
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