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woven-birds · 1 year

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hi there! welcome to my little cozy corner of the internet. i’m so glad you stopped by. <3

˚✿˖° i’m kristen. :) moonchild. avid daydreamer. vegetarian. mother. native american (mohawk) and irish. bookworm. goofball.⋆˚✿˖°

i am a twenty-something lady who lives in upstate new york. i read too many books and drink copious amounts of tea/coffee. i’m obsessed with anything antique or from a bygone era. i have two adorable sons named liam and riggsin (riggs for short). i love being a mother. i have two cats (lilith & mau), a bunny (papa, he’s a netherland dwarf rabbit), & a dog (ziggy). my hair is always messy no matter how hard i try to make it look decent. i’m forever sleepy and in love with nature. i still love playing on playgrounds. i often feel homesick for places that i’ve never been. my head is always in the clouds. i feel most at peace in nature. i love love love floral print, rainy days, the moon, sunsets, wildflowers, & daydreams. i am a makeup and true crime/horror junkie. i also love to draw/paint and take photos. <3

❤︎ i’d rather be thrifting. ❤︎

my head is always in the clouds; i’m perpetually daydreaming. ⋆｡°•☁︎

my favorite sounds: trains in the distance, birds singing, rain hitting the window, the keys of a typewriter, book pages turning, cats purring, clocks ticking, the sound of leaves crunching when you step on them in autumn, the crackling sound a record makes when the needle first touches it.

these are a few of my favorite things: flower crowns, old hollywood films, gardens, fairies, teacups & teapots, fairy tales, bunnies, squishmallows, sharks, outer-space, macarons, graveyards, dresses, handwritten letters, studio ghibli films, pressing flowers, strawberries, flowering tea, bookstores & libraries, cuddling, butterflies, sweaters, candles, when smells act as time machines, penny presses, everything about autumn.

music that i like: fleetwood mac, turnover, nirvana, mom jeans., neck deep, the front bottoms, say anything, dashboard confessional, hot mulligan, weezer, andrew mcmahon, bon iver, sonic youth, david bowie, modern baseball, death cab for cutie, yeah yeah yeahs, mitski, melanie martinez, alex g, the 1975, noah kahan, hozier, beach bunny, girl in red, system of a down, led zeppelin, ghost, the smiths, microwave, heart attack man, joyce manor, wallows, type o negative, chiodos, car seat headrest, pixies, the beatles, fleet foxes, rilo kiley, arctic monkeys, nicole dollanganger, lana del rey, ajj, ozzy, circa survive, fiona apple, a day to remember, $uicideboy$, sleep token, slipknot, brand new, mac demarco, deftones, title fight, soundgarden, the story so far, pup, taylor swift, pink floyd, bjork, black sabbath, tool, green day, balance and composure, movements, oso oso, slayer, bright eyes, real friends, florence + the machine, blink-182, & more! i listen to a lot of different genres; i really am that person that says they listen to “everything” haha.

p.s. if you’ve made it to the end of this i owe you a hug.

my side blogs: @teacuploveletter//@fairieslivehere//@arainyautumnnight//@snowandtinsel//@clumsyhoneybee// @grungyfairy// @porcelainmoons // @shesdaydreamingagain

other places you can find me:

instagram: magicwildflowers

snapchat: rainygirl53

tiktok: magicwildflowers

pinterest: magicwildflowers

{posts are mostly from my queue! feel free to ask me any questions!<3}

currently watching: rewatching gossip girl (on season 1) & sex and the city (season 1)

currently reading: icebreaker by hannah grace

songs/artists i’m currently obsessed with: espresso by sabrina carpenter is on repeat. as well as all chappell roan & taylor swift ttpd. <3

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seminolescribe-blog1 · 5 years

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Florida Man Music Festival Exceeds Expectations

Sweet Cambodia Gets its Big Break

By Fletcher A. McCall

ORLANDO—The Florida Man music festival, sponsored by FM 101.9, took place at the Central Florida Fairgrounds on Nov. 30. Anticipation had been high since first hearing about the festival, and after following Sweet Cambodia’s epic journey, the excitement for the festival itself seemed to grow exponentially.

Walking through the dusty parking lot, I saw the end of the line. “Val Hallah,” I thought as I finally saw the beginning of the end of my journey. The line to check tickets was cluttered with bodies, all strewn with patches, hats, tees, and other garb that may represent who they’d come to see. We all shuffled slowly through the dust and hay that covered the lot like a filthy, green shag carpet. Finally crossing through the security barricade, they spun everyone around in frantic circles, only to throw you right back into the mess; but like that, we were in, and the show was ready to begin.

Sweet Cambodia was the first to take the stage, since the band had won its shot to open for 15 other groups (Superorganism, Two Feet, The Driver Era, Lovelytheband, Dreamers, Bob Moses, Rainbow Kitten Surprise, Alice Merton, Sir Sly, Robert Delong, Bishop Briggs, Iration, Cold War Kids, Young the Giant, and the festival headliner: Weezer).

The members of Sweet Cambodia took the opening slot on Stage B, which was the smaller of the two. Their performance was highly anticipated by many long-term fans, as well as those who’d recently gained knowledge of them due to their victory at the contest. As they set up for their 2 p.m. start, the crowd slowly began to mosey its way over, and, by the time, they started, the whole field in front of them was filled. Their set was heavier than an 18-wheeler packed with dynamite, and once they lit up, they gave the festival an explosive start. They began by laying on the floor, waiting for the beat of the drums to resuscitate them like an electric jolt, eventually bouncing their way upright to stand in front of the crowd. Playing some classics off of their EP “Tasty” along with a few songs that are scheduled to be released early next year.

“Everyone’s set is so short, it’s just going to be bangers from everyone. So, we’re trying to do the same” said Eric Charles, as I wished he and the rest of the band a stint of good luck, before they had taken the stage. As their set came to a close, they thanked everyone, and Stage B grew quiet. Then the mass crowd noticed a faint sound across the lot, as Stage A was growing louder with the sound of Superorganism began playing with their self-titled song. The electro-modern-pop group came out wearing what looked like bedazzled costumes for a children’s medieval puppet, but they rocked the look. The group is made up of seven people, three of which play instruments and the rest dance and add in background vocals. With a mainly synthesizer-based sound, they electrified the crowd with their supreme weirdness, and in a strange way, it was awesome. I didn’t see many people running for their T-shirts after, but it was obvious the crowd enjoyed them.

As they finished off, I realized what the next few hours were really going to feel like. The running back and forth between Stage A, and Stage B, would soon feel like an epic ping-pong tournament, with a foul every time you had to go ‘out of bounds’ to use the restroom or get some food. Otherwise, each audience member became the perfect volley in a game they’d themselves created, by showing up to the festival.

The next few hours flew by with so many bands, all playing about 30-minute sets. Two Feet followed Sweet Cambodia on Stage B, and everyone fled from the end of Superorganism to see the next act. The crowd roared and chanted and after a long set of highly sexual lyrics, ear busting bass and smooth electric guitar licks, the alternative/indie artist slowed down and concluded. And then, *smack* the ping pong ball of people bounced back on over to Stage A to see The Driver Era, and *smack* back to Stage B for Lovelytheband. The volley was precise and was not going away any time soon, and these people were hungry for music. It felt nearly unsafe to walk around with a beverage without a lid, or food that was still hot, because if you weren’t careful, the avid mall-store shoppers, and alternative-rock listeners would trample anyone, just to see who was coming on next. It was Bob Moses and his set was simple and smooth. Not a lot of production or over selling; just a man, a band, and his instruments. Bob Moses played music off his 2018 album, “Battle lines” along with music released prior, such as “Tearing me up” released 2015.

Sir Sly started on Stage A, just as the sun was fading behind the stage. His set followed the sky and went from light to dark. Soon relying only on-stage lights, the natural light slipped down under the dark sheet of night. Unless you’re familiar with Sir Sly’s music, you might access him as your casual one-hit pop star. His set solidified a contrary belief for many of the audience members, including myself. Many people seemed to be holding spots on Stage B for Alice Merton, but their attention was pulled towards Stage A, and the crowd quickly grew. Then once subsiding, the crowd fled back towards Stage B to see Alice Merton finally take stage, and the night only sped up from there.

Bishop Briggs, a British pop-singer, took Stage A and gave her performance more energy than you’d expect from the Energizer bunny. She spun and jumped and screamed and never stopped moving from beginning to end. Her pure stoke for being there and playing for the crowd was unmatched, and her enthusiasm transcended into the audience. Many of those who weren’t familiar with her work even began to move and rock to her music.

Iration was the second to last band to take Stage B. Coming from Santa Barbara, California, all member originally moved to the United States from Hawaii. They are known for the cultivation of the reggae subgenre Sunshine Reggae, and their sound matches that description perfectly. With a very positive vibe to their songs, the music bounced gently like a beach-ball through the hands of their fans. The bass was heavy and so were everyone’s feet after the long day of walking, and their set was exactly what everyone needed, right when they needed it most.

As the night pushed forward, the remaining bands were able to save their energy for their performance. Cold War Kids took the stage and played music from their newest album, as well as a classic all their fans were looking forward to, “Hang Me Up to Dry.” This throwback showed how much their sound has changed since its release in 2006, but they still enjoyed performing the song, 12 years later, and everyone sure enjoyed hearing it.

Young the Giant took stage as the last band to play Stage B and they played songs new and old. They are an alternative pop group from Irvine, California, that formed in 2004. Their sound has matured and molded since then, and their set captured that Golden State feel that their music provides. There’s a warm sort of feeling that emerges from inside as the sun sets on the west coast, and they preserved that feeling in song to share with their fans. They closed out Stage B and were the last band to play before the Florida Man festival headliner, Weezer, took the stage.

Weezer has been around since 1992, and most of the people at that festival were obviously there for them. There was an excessive amount of Weezer merchandise that dated from 1992 until present. From hand-made patches and scarves, to expensive hats and limited-edition jackets, Weezer fans have been dedicated since day 1. Weezer opened with their classic “Beverly Hills”, which is the song that drew me, and many others to become a fan as, I heard it nearly two decades ago in my dad’s car for the first time. Many parents brought their kids to see Weezer, just as they had seen them when they were the same age their children are now. After playing classics like “Pork and Beans,” “Buddy Holly,”“El Scorcho” and their new cover of Toto’s “Africa,” lead singer Rivers Cuomo rode out on an electric scooter into the middle of the crowd to sing their hit “Island in the Sun.” He began strumming, and the guitar was noticeably quiet. The (what was supposed to be) acoustic cover of the song quickly changed to an A Capella version in which almost every member of the crowd helped him fill in. (I had seen Weezer a few months back and watched Rivers pull the same stunt off correctly, but this was pure magic.) The entire stadium filled with thousands of tired, sweaty humans all joined in, and the song turned out much better than anyone, even Rivers, could have probably imagined. Their set continued as they cranked out crowd favorites, and they finished off their set. Everyone was sitting in serious disappointment, no one wanted their set to end. There are always a few people to slide out a little early to beat the traffic at concerts; but not for Weezer. Not a single person moved as they walked off the stage and turned down the lights. Quickly chants started and groups of people all started yelling “Encore” and “One more song”. Within seconds, the band all ran back out and Rivers pleased the crowd with “Uno Mas.” They started right into “Say it Ain’t So” (another Weezer classic they didn’t play the first time on stage). But the crowd still wanted more. They looked around at each other and went right into a cover of “Paranoid” by Black Sabbath and the crowd freaked. Jumping and jiving with excitement, but everyone knew, this was really the end. They finished, blasted confetti on everyone, took a bow and that was that. It was truly a great day for the Orlando music scene, and they kicked everyone right in the head at the end. They showed everyone how a band was supposed to perform, even 25 years after their conception, they still play like they’re just a few teenage friends, jamming in their parent’s garage.

The Florida Man music festival was a success. This was the inauguration of what could be a yearly event for the Orlando Music scene, and with such a frenetic beginning, we can only hope that it stays around for years to come. Not only was the festival affordable ($40 for 16 bands) but they packed the list of artists airtight with only the best of today’s alternative rock, along with a rocking headliner. With no complaints from anyone and FM 101.9 being aware how great and smooth their festival went, there really may be another Florida Man on the horizon. Even the paramedics said it was one of the best-behaved festival crowds they’d ever had to watch.

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brednurie-blog · 6 years

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happy birthday, bren

31. You are 31 years old. I have adored you since you were 26, and to this day, I am so immensely thankful that I was able to discover you as an artist and a role model. I am still trying to figure out how I’m going to say everything that I have to say in this post. I guess I’ll start here.

2013. One rollercoaster of a year. My life was in shambles and my depressive episodes were nearly every day. There were weeks where I felt completely disconnected from my life, and it felt as if reality was a dream. You’re probably expecting me to say that one day I discovered your music and it was all sunshine and rainbows from then on, which is partially true. However, it wasn’t the music that changed my life, it was you.

Too Weird to Live, Too Rare to Die had just been released. Being the avid music fan that I am, I stumbled upon the album and listened to it because I’m always one for finding new artists. There is a multitude of words that could describe the feeling I experienced in that moment. I was speechless. Amazed. Taken aback. Interested. In awe. But most importantly, I felt so utterly grounded that it felt like I was glowing from the inside out. It was as if I had found the anchor to tie me down and keep me from floating away. Needless to say, I purchased your album on the spot as well as your other ones and received a predictable yet hefty ITunes bill.

Your music motivates me to do my best. I listen to your music while studying, going to sleep, walking down the street, or even just laying in bed on my phone. My little exploration into your music resulted in the warmest welcome into your fan base. Calling myself a sinner is as important to me as saying I am a human. Everything was a bit new for me, since I had never been as invested into a fandom before Panic! but I caught on quickly.

Panic! At The Disco was like a subject in school for me. I learned trivia questions, every single lyric, the entire array of band members, inside jokes and important moments. I wasn’t obsessive, as other people are, I was mostly just in awe of the art I had discovered. I purchased T-shirts. Way. Too. Many. T-shirt’s. I think I’m at 32 now, with a portion of them being tour shirts. Along with the shirts, I have posters, home decor, records, accessories, magazines and many other things. If Panic! is on it, I probably own it. My parents have even joined the fan base, and hype you up just as much as I do. However the material value isn’t important to me. I fell in love with the music, and that is what sparked my emo descent into all things P!ATD.

I will be seeing you for the third time in July of this year, and I am absolutely ecstatic. I already have my plan for the day all laid out. I remember crying at my first concert. It was also in July, but it 2016, and it was warm, humid, and sticky. The smell of beer and cigarettes was thick in the air, since it was at an outside venue where people snuck in a variety of alcohol and other unmentionable things. My face was slick with tears after hearing Time To Dance live. My hands were shaking and my heart was pounding as if I had just ran the entire hour long drive to see you. I had never cried while listening to music before that day. It’s not as if I didn’t feel the emotion behind music while listening to it, it was just that I never felt the need to cry. I was so overwhelmed with emotions in that moment that I just had to cry. For the entire concert. Behind the various snippets of the concert that I couldn’t help but film, audible sniffles, hoots, and “Oh My God”’s can be heard. Later that night, after you and Weezer blew my mind and the concert was over, I pressed my forehead to the window of my car and cried some more. Seeing you live was the turning point of my life. I was encouraged to battle my depression and anxiety. I was no longer suffering from those things, I was living through them. Thank you for inspiring me to muster up the strength. I am grateful for it every day.

The second time was different. Flashback to March 11th of 2017. Chicago, Illinois. This time, you were at an arena. Allstate Arena, a place that has attached itself to my list of places that affect my topophilia (in a good way!) I won’t go too length with this story, but I will say that by the end of the night, I had won second row seats in a raffle held by a local radio station. I couldn’t really process anything in that moment. As a matter of fact, I didn’t process that night until the evening of the next day when I was welcomed home by AP US History and Algebra homework. Guess what I did later that night? You guessed it! I cried like a literal NEWBORN. The next day, I put myself together and wore my concert tee to school with pride.

I know this letter is long and embarrassing, but once again, I would like to thank you for everything you have done. If I had never found P!ATD, I don’t know where I’d be. Brendon, you are a spectacular human being, inside and out. Your talent wows me every day, as if I were hearing your voice for the first time again. You stand up for beautiful things and I am so happy that I can call you my role model. You show us sinners so much love, even though the rotten side of us shows it’s face in many, scarier ways. Even though I shouldn’t have to, I’d like to apologize for them. I’m sorry they torment you for the way you create. I’m sorry they cannot seem to accept that band members leave and music evolves. I’m sorry that they force things on you and expect you to joke with them. I’m sorry they harass your kind and thoughtful wife for making you happy. I’m sorry that they cannot be happy with what they have, always wanting more. I’m sorry that you and your family had to leave your dream home behind in order to preserve your safety. I’m sorry that people screamed and assaulted you after your Kinky Boots shows. I’m sorry that people don’t respect you.

I know that you know this, but there is an amazing side to us. We do our best to outshine the darkness and support you with everything we got. Nobody deserves to be treated like you unfortunately have been. Just know that we got ya.

Okay. I think I’m gonna stop brain vomiting and wish you the happiest of birthdays and the sunniest of years. I think that 31 is gonna be your best year yet. Thank you once again, Brendon. I love ya dude.

-alaina ❤️

#brendon urie #im not even gonna proofread this #panic! at the disco #happy birthday brendon

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