#music from london

[pealeii]

bootleg of enjoyers be like:

this shit mad intense rn

#ITS FROM THE STEX 1988 LONDON BOOT #i was literally enraptured #musical theatre #musical bootlegs #stex

[dreamings-free]

Joshua Halling answering some questions on his instagram 3/2/24

(this is a selection and not in order)

#joshua halling #q&a #about louis #03.02.24 #live from london #lt tour #fitf tour #show posters #iheart radio music awards #m #me and josh 🤝 winging it in photoshop haha

[mariannefaithful]

#mutuals from london or uk hmu!! #marianne faithfull #60s #1960s #classic rock #women in music

[k1tt13s-crypt]

London After Midnight Selected Scenes From The End Of The World CD glitter gif set !!

masterlist

#90s mallgoth #90s goth #90s mall goth #mallgoth #mall goth #goth #music #london after midnight #band #cd #album #albums #album cover #album covers #glitter #gif #gifs #glitter gif #glitter gifs #selected scenes from the end of the world

[snap-my-kneecaps]

now and forever thinking about uksies Buttons who is a complete menace that spends his time stealing and generally causing chaos. but who also cares so much about the other newsies and will always make sure the younger newsies eat, even if it means he forfeits what he’s stolen or his own food.

#this man commits two daylight robberies within the first 15 minutes of the show #he also bothers lindsay to buy a paper in ctb it’s very funny #she’s having none of it but he is persistent #then I’m those same 15 minutes he gives tommy boy one of his stolen apples and makes sure splasher gets food from the nuns #if you can’t tell I love buttons #he’s a menace but I love him #newsies #newsies musical #disneys newsies #musical theatre #newsies uk #london newsies #buttons newsies #buttons davenport #buttons #alex christian #uksies #west endsies

[allinsideyourhead]

Here I am! Returning to this obscure yet comforting corner of the internet with this. Paul and I actually spent far longer than 26,521 minutes together because s&g were my #2 artist and records make up about a quarter of my total music listening, but top 0.001% when my latest wave of the Bob Dylan invasion kicked off about 6 months ago (shortly after starting my new job — coincidence?)? I’ll take it, and better luck next year to Bob who will have to wait his turn.

#can anybody humble me and let me know they spent more time with Paul than I did? #I know Apple Music has a “you’re in X’s top 100 listeners” which sadly spotify doesn’t #but..can I assume that I am? #how the HELL has it been almost 5 months since I posted on here? #time certainly flies when you’re having fun #not that I’ve been having much of that since starting my job in London in June and being all but DESTROYED by the commute #anyway.. this won’t be the last you hear from me! #spotify wrapped #paul simon #s&g #bob dylan #paul simon spotify wrapped

[eruscreaminginthedistance]

OMG guess who's going to see Blind Guardian play live for the first time ever next year!! Been a fan for 11 years but never got to see them in person but now they're finally playing in the UK for the first time since about 2016 get hype!!

#i need them to play from The God Machine that album was wall to wall fire #but if they play anything from Nightfall in Middle Earth I WILL be crying in the club #getting to see them in London in April #i'm gonna be so annoyinggg #blind guardian #metal music

[esteemed-excellency]

I am So Normal about this.

#I connected the dots / you didn't connect shit #going insane at every mention of zither music and/or the vienna woods waltz in this game #whhat does it mean what does it all mean #fallen london #fl #failbetter games #fallen london evolution #text #irem #the great game #great game #tales from the vienna woods

[thesquirrelqueer]

how many of these clubs do you think jake is in

#btw these are from off broadway broadway and london #bmc #be more chill #broadway #musicals #shut up dani #jake dillinger

[allamericanb-tch]

taylor swift wrote all the young dudes, no one believed it was really her, and then she wrote the great war to prove them wrong. 

#i’m not saying taylor swift did absolutely 100% for sure write atyd #but i do think it’s very possible #especially considering that when atyd was published she was in her era of hiding from the media and from everyone #and before you say “taylor swift doesn’t know enough british slang to have written atyd” #have we forgotten joe?? her LONDON boy?? she literally lived with a brit #i’m sure he would’ve been more than happy to help her out with some words #after all #he loved her #and not to mention #taylor swift was born in 1989 #mskingbean89 #has a birthday on september 4 #9+4=13 #13 is taylor swifts lucky number #in case you forgot #or didn’t know #and we know taylor has the ability to write fast while also writing well #as proven by folklore and evermore #she was betrayed by one of her best friends #and someone she trusted sold her music #her life’s work #to someone she hated #she definitely would have understood the feelings of loneliness and betrayal remus experiences after lily and james’ death #we know that writers like to explore their own feelings and traumas in their works #in chapter 175 (when remus is dealing with his friends’ betrayal) mskingbean89 says that she wrote it immediately after chapter 1 #she was definitely eager to get to the part where she could get really into her feelings #and need i mention cardigan? #so yeah #im not saying taylor swift wrote it but she very well could have

[ekp0133f]

Fallen London is, in a roundabout way, an ancient and distinguished game that is, indeed, a model of decorum and tranquility as well as a sport/battleground for rival gay people to slug it out with glee.

#fallen london #red sasha #shes not relevant here but force of habit #my post #this is a reference to the song Quartet (A Model of Decorum and Tranquility) from CHESS. It's a good musical. Should give it a listen #It's good if you like bad things (joke of course)

[sassmill]

“Did Rebecca ever do that?” I whispered, a second story unfolding within my memory of the last few months, of Mrs. Danvers’ reverence for Her: not just devotion, I now realized, but something more complicated. Deeper.

Adoration. Ardor. Need.

"No."

“But you wanted her to, didn’t you?”

She didn’t make a sound. Refused to look up at me.

“Answer me, Mrs. Danvers.”

#it’s finally done!!!! #at least the first chapter is #I’m actually really insanely proud of this one #I feel like it’s different from anything I’ve written before #Rebecca #rebecca daphne du maurier #rebecca das musical #rebecca 1940 #rebecca musical #rebecca london #charing cross rebecca #rebecca wien #rebecca vienna #mrs. danvers #ich #mrs de winter #Mrs de winter is here #Mrs de winter bin ich #DanvIch

[sunburnacoustic]

Jonesey's Jukebox interview: The way Matt's just kind of eyeballing every little bit of his own life and has no memory of anything and Dom's just like "Do you want a real answer?" is just. Dom is the historian in this band. Dom's the only one who remembers anything lol, Chris may remember bits but that's certainly not Matt

The band's very own MuseWiki, Dom Howard

#Muse band #Matt Bellamy #with no memory built in whatsoever #Dom Howard #resident rememberer/MuseWiki reader #Muse #Muse interviews #Matt from Muse #Dom from Muse #Muse gifs #2017 #Jonesey's Jukebox #Simulation Theory #musicians #this was so so early though it was a year before album 1. They were just going off these EPs and gigs in basically the southwest of England #and some London dates—as Matt said they were 19 #rock music #music #choice muse quotes #music quotes #Steve Jones #Sex Pistols (again for organisation)

[lydiaplain]

"Live from the Black Hole (vol. 3)" 🎵

is out everywhere in just a few hours...

🖤✨🥰 So excited! 🙏

#new release #Release Friday #bandcamp #indie music #independent artist #London based #black hole #live performance #live from the black hole

[omg-hellgirl]

Chrissie was from the old scene, the Swinging London of dollies and pop stars. It was a very put-together look. The wig, false eyelashes and thick makeup. It took her simply ages to get ready. She could never spend the night anywhere because she might fall apart. Like Cinderella.

The times were changing and Chrissie wasn't.

Marianne Faithfull, Faithfull: An Autobiography.

#chrissie shrimpton #photo by Terry O’Neill #it reminds me of the song 'out of time' from Aftermath and it makes me sad 😭 #marianne faithfull #mick jagger #the rolling stones #swinging sixties #swinging london #old rockstar #classic rock #rockstar gf #rockstar girlfriend #Faithfull: An autobiography #sixties #60s era #60s rock #60s music #60s #book quotes #quotes #Terry O’Neill

[caterpillarinacave]

I love Charlotte and Henry and they're super underrated. And I would VERY MUCH like to hear the headcanons whirring about in your brain.

Oh well buckle up cause literally all I think about is head cannons. Like, you know how cells replace themselves every few years? Mine have replaced themselves with head cannons. *Sorry it took me a hot moment to answer this ask, I was busy howling into my pillow whenever I tried to articulate thoughts.*

First of all, they’re very cuddly. They basically sleep on top of each other (Charlotte hasn’t needed a pillow in decades). Henry cant sleep well without Charlotte in his arms and Charlotte can’t sleep well anywhere other than Henry’s arms so it works out. Plus, they both do that thing where they jerk awake like the world is ending and scare the shit out of each other, so sleeping in a hug that basically pins them both down saves some energy at 2am. Henry’s perpetually cold and sleeps under like, four blankets, so Charlotte just wears summer nightgowns all year and wraps herself around Henry like a koala.

Naturally there’s an angsty side to the incessant cuddling because that’s just the way I role.

Charlotte sleeps with her head on Henry’s chest so she can always feel him breathing because, by the angel, she remembers when he wasn’t. She sleeps with a hand on his pulse point because she wakes up in the middle of the night and she’s still half asleep they might as well be on the floor in that mountain and she might as well still be desperately swearing she didn’t imagine his heartbeat.

While on the topic of soul crushing feelings of guilt, y’all remember from Clockwork Angel that Henry was the one who told Mortmain what a Pyxis was? And he wanted Charlotte to tell the clave that and she wouldn’t because “they already treat him so badly”? Because I do. And so does Henry.

(I’ve got a whole WIP that I love very dearly about this head cannon and this chess game hehe) There’s one random old tutor who goes to the London institute once a month-ish, basically to hand out a few weeks of homework to any shadow hunters who don’t have their own tutors. Most shadow hunters who live in a more rural area show up a few times a year so the clave knows they’re alive and at least somewhat literate. Charlotte attends them every month since, you know, she lives there, but Henry lives somewhere around Yorkshire so he shows up every few months. The professor is kind of a dick ngl. He doesn’t help Charlotte with any school why would a woman need to be so well educated? “Go on find a husband and stop worrying you’re pretty little head” sort of shit. Henry drives him insane because he’s a) some random kid who’s smarter than him and b) didn’t use any of the professors materials to get that smart. Professor Douche is constantly trying to get him to be wrong about something, or at least flustered about something and he doesnt ever do either of those things, and even more aggravating he refuses to get upset. (He honestly just assumed the professor wasn’t that smart.)

Charlotte’s a really good student of course, but she’s having a shit time with some mathematics and the professor absolutely refuses to help her with it. Eventually she asks Henry if he wouldn’t mind helping her with it, which he’s happy to do (once he figures out that’s what shes actually asking lol.)

Charlotte is incredibly distracted the entire time by Henry’s freckles (and eyes. And hands. And the way his hair curls on the nape of his neck. And the spots of gold and green in his hazel eyes that flashed as bright as the sun when the light catches them. And-), but they get through it in an hour or two which leaves them alone in a deserted wing of the institute. They end up playing a game chess. Charlottes a decent player and thought since Henry had never showed any interest in chess it would be a probably be an evenly matched game. She didn’t know what hit her. He beat her in like, eight minutes, eighty percent of which were spent on the last two moves by Charlotte who, upon realizing she was fucked, spent five minutes staring at the board trying to figure out when he even started beating her. She was sitting there having a whole crisis, (she’d been distracted by a man who probably doesn’t like her, and certainly doesn’t think much of her now after a pathetic loss like that and now she’ll have to sit hear and wallow in failure-) just preparing for him to start that whole smug gloating thing men do when they win and Henry you know. Didn’t. He just put the pieces away and thanked her for the game, in that very genuine way, with the gloomy London evening light casting a depressing shadow across the room, a shadow that he stood out against all gentle, kind, bright and brimming with a sort of barely contained passion. If Charlotte had ever doubted that shadow hunters had come from straight angels then sitting there, looking at a boy stained in soot, who she loved more than anything else to walk the earth, she would never doubt it again.

(It wasn’t until after Henry won and noticed Charlotte hadn’t said anything in a while that he remember people don’t like losing. Honestly he was playing just to be around her and he would have thrown the game if he could conceptualize how to do that on the fly. They spent like five minutes in autistic silence waiting for the other to stand up and declare newfound hatred.)

In true British fashion the a modern tea bag would kill them both.

When they were both 13 or 14 Charlotte mentioned she was dreading winter because it’s so bleak and dark (and her mom had died a few winters before, though she didn’t drop that in casual conversation). Anyways, come winter Henry brought her a marigold preserved in something like resin. She kept it in her jewelry box for years and after they got married she found out he had literally dozens of them. Whenever he came across a particularly bright flower he preserved it and set it aside. He was never quite brave enough to give them to her pre-TID, but he now leaves them for her when she’s particularly sad or stressed. She keeps them all in a drawer- they fit together like little tiles, and still look as fresh as they would had they just been plucked from the ground.

Somewhat surprisingly Henry doesn’t really lose stuff, with the singular exception being his own medical equipment. He’s lost the leg braces he wears every single day of his life before. Charlotte’s not usually speechless but she wasn’t sure what to say to that one.

Henry gave Charlotte a watch with a hands and numbers that can glow the same way a modern day one would. It’s absolutely beautiful, durable and accurate, even if Henry set himself on fire at least four times making it. (They can say with confidence that that watch is fireproof)

—-

Honestly, I could go on and on, then on some more, but technically I’m supposed to be writing a paper on gut micro biomes that’s due tomorrow, so I figured I’d cut myself of. In conclusion, I love them dearly, they love each-other dearly, they deserve the world, all I can think about is them, and the world can pry them out of my cold dead hands.

#My rough drafts are a goldmine #I’ve got basically a full novel of Henry and Charlotte in the form of random chapters scattered around a google doc #The second to last one might have come about because Ive always had an affinity for losing medical equipment #Yes it’s normally attached to my body no I don’t know where it went #I love so much #the thoughts are suffocating #My brain replays “they believed right then that Shadowhunters came from angels” constantly #It’s one of the lines I made up and lives rent free in my head #I direct everyone to Qui Voltum Tolt Vultum Perdit on my AO3 which will eventually be full of henry and Charlotte #That fic is a very articulate example of some of my thoughts #The bit about the marigold I mentioned is just the surface btw it’s so much 💅deeper💅 #I didn’t even mention the snow scene on here (scene I made up. And only I know about) #Or the scars. Dhegvgfg the scar thing #One of my own WIPs that makes me cry because I need someone to love me that way #Also left out the pajama thing the baked good thing the boat thing the “teaching original London institute gang to swim” thing #The newspaper thing floor thing the triplets thing the Yorkshire thing the bathtub thing the tiny little children #The smell of air before a storm thing the lemon thing the piano thing the music thing ugh I could go on and on #Tid #thanks for the ask! #fairwell #…anyone got any good articles on the gut microbiome