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theoldaeroplane · 7 months
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worried that thing you put in your art or writing or game or music is too self-indulgent, too self-referential, too niche for anyone but yourself? fear not! you can do whatever you want forever. and you should.
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emilyaxford · 7 months
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kidcore-nostalgia · 7 months
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luthienne · 1 year
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Reginald Dwayne Betts, from Felon; “Night”
[Text ID: Listen, who hasn't waited for something / to happen? I know folks died waiting. I know / hurt is a wandering song. / I was lost in my fear.]
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sadmages · 6 months
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Finally found a bit for my Durge
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DEAD POETS SOCIETY AND THE OUTSIDERS????
Coming back to my roots and editing dps again
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nevereverywhere · 6 months
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The Beatles promotional projections for Now and Then in Liverpool
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 8 months
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I was *not* longing, I swear.
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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karma is HER boyfriend🩵
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This is an incredibly moving story about mix tapes as they relate to capturing time, place, grief, joy, soul..  the very essences of life itself. 
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goddess-of-alchemy · 5 months
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angstics · 1 year
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TOUCHED. BY. ANGELS. THOUGH. I FALL. OUT. OF. GRACE. I DID IT ALL SO MAYBE ID LIVE THIS EVE. RY. DAY. ANOTHER-KNIFE-IN MY-HANDS A STAIN THAT NEVER COMES. OFF. THE. SHEETS (CLEAN ME OFF) IM SO DIRTY BABE!!!!!! IT AINT THE MONEY AND IT SURE AS HELL AINT JUST FOR THE FAME IT'S FOR THE BODIES I CLAIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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wilwheaton · 2 months
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I have a small part in the 1987 television movie (failed pilot) version of The Man Who Fell To Earth. Lewis Smith played the titular character. Beverly D'Angelo played my mom, his love interest. (Fun Star Trek connection: Bob Picardo is also in it).
My character was a Troubled Youth, which I gotta tell you was not a stretch for me at all. I was deeply, deeply hurting at the time we made it. I was struggling not to suffocate on all the emotional and financial burdens my mom put on my shoulders, and fully aware of just how much my dad hated and resented me. You need a kid who doesn't want to be an actor, whose eyes can't hide the pain? I'm your guy.
Anyway, one of the scenes I was in took place in a record store, where Troubled Youth steals some albums, before he is chased by the cops and saved by the Man Who Fell To Earth, who uses a glowing crystal to save his life from ... some scratches on his face.
We filmed the interior of the record store at Sunset and La Brea, in what I think was a Warehouse, and at the end of the day, I was allowed to buy some records at a modest discount.
I was deep into my metal years, on my way from my punk years to my New Wave years, so I only bought metal albums. I know I bought more than I needed or could carry (I was making a point that I was allowed to spend my own money, mom), but the only ones I can clearly remember are:
Iron Maiden - Piece of Mind
Judas Priest - Turbo and Defenders of the Faith
W.A.S.P - The Last Command
(I know this was in March of 1987, because Turbo had just come out.)
Of those, Piece of Mind is the only one I never really stopped listening to, even through all the different it's-not-a-phase phases. I still listen to it, today.
Ever since I became an Adult with a Fancy Adult Record Player And All That Bullshit, I have kept my records in two places: stuff I want right now, and stuff I keep in the library because of Reasons.
Generally, records move in one direction toward the library, even if it takes years to happen. I just don't accumulate albums like I once did, because I'm Old and set in my ways.
Earlier today, I decided that I wanted to listen to an album while I cleaned up the kitchen, and because I wanted to make my life more interesting, I opened the library cabinet for the first time in at least five years.
There was the very same W.A.S.P album from that day in March, 1987. I don't have any of the others -- I looked -- but The Last Command was right there.
Before I really knew what I was doing, I put it on the Fancy Adult Record Player and dropped the needle.
I watched four decades of dust build up with a satisfying crackle, and there was something magical and beautiful about hearing all the skips and the scratches, realizing I remembered them from before.
The title track was just as great as I remembered it. It struck all the same chords in me that it did in the late nineteen hundreds. The rest of the first side was ... um. It just didn't connect with me, and for the few moments I spent trying to find a connection, I don't think it ever really did. I would remember.
But I did remember how much I loved making those mix tapes, and what a big part of them that song was. I did remember how empowering it felt to not just spend my own money that I earned doing work I didn't want to do, but to spend it on music my parents hated, right under their noses. I did remember how impressed Robby Lee was, when I showed him my extensive heavy metal album collection.
Remembering all of that, in one of those cinematic flashes of rapid cut visuals and sped up sounds, told me why I kept this record, while I gradually sold or replaced the other records I bought that day with CDs, then mp3s, then lossless digital files, before finally coming all the way back to records, where I started.
I didn't listen to the second side. I didn't need to. I took it off the Fancy Adult Record Player, and put it back into the library, next to the George Carlin records.
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luthienne · 5 months
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learning about the coded folk songs created by palestinian women and remembering again why folk music has my whole heart
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not-rab · 22 days
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part five of Music and Memories, a Marauders band AU
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part four | part six
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nostalgia-folder · 3 months
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