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wangxianficfinder · 1 year
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Musician / Orchestra
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Out of the Bin and Into Your Heart by Alaceron (T, 27k, WangXian, Modern AU, Fake/Pretend relationship, Oblivious WWX)
Carefully Orchestrated Plans (no strings attached) by Maledictius (T, 101k, WangXian, Modern AU, Chatting & Messaging, Orchestra, Fluff and Humor, Hijinks & Shenanigans, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Gossip) - has an ensemble cast with multiple ships, including Wangxian
Talent Hunt Crew Finds Angry Guy Shouting On College Campus, Recruits Him For Vocal Projection Abilities by oh_fudgecakes (T, 206k, XiCheng, WangXian, Modern AU, Reality TV, Slow Burn, Romance, Humor, Hurt/Comfort, BAMF JYL) - is Jiang Cheng-centric, but WWX plays a central role and the Wangxian is of roughly equal importance to the Xicheng imo
The Fault in Our Stars by Vamillepudding (T, 17k, WangXian, Modern AU, Getting Together, Romantic Comedy, Comedy of Errors, Misunderstandings)
Pop and Prejudice by flowerofgusu  (E, 25k, WangXian, Modern AU, Popstar, Pining, Misunderstandings, popstar wwx and music critic lwj, Falling In Love, Pride and Prejudice References, Eventual Smut, Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, POV LWJ, LWJ Has Feelings, Pining LWJ, Famous WWX and Non-Famous LWJ, First Time, Light Angst, Soft WangXian)
Wangxian Strictly AU Series by Selenay (E/M, 135k, WangXian, Modern: No Powers, Dance, Strictly Come Dancing Fusion, Ballroom Dancing, Dancer!WWX, Violinist LWJ, Pining While Dancing, Oblivious WWX, Gratuitous Costume Descriptions, Gratuitous dancing descriptions, Slow Burn, [Podfic] Falling to the Rhythm by semperfiona_podfic (semperfiona))
The Right to Care by travelingneuritis (E, 61k, WangXian, Modern AU, Mood Whiplash, musician LWJ, nanny wwx, Developing Relationship, Breakup, Texting, Pining, Eventual Happy Ending, Adoption, Child Abuse, abuse intervention, Miscommunication)
总有一天; a place to hide (can’t find one near) by yiqie (E, 76k, WangXian, Modern AU, Pianist,Getting Together, Mental Health Issues, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Thoughts, Depression, Hospitals, Overdosing, Eventual Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Additional Warnings In Author's Note, This is really rough but it is hopeful!) - incredible fic but really need to make note of the content warnings
Themes and Variations in F# Major by defractum (nyargles) (E, 18k, WangXian, Modern AU, Classical Music, Getting Together, POV Alternating, Long-Distance Friendship)
The Simplest Way Forward by harriet_vane (E, 70k, WangXian, Modern AU, Accidental Baby Acquisition, Kid Fic, explicit in much much later chapters, green card marriage (but not really), pining for your own husband, endless pining, Slow Burn, Happy Ending, Nothing else bad or traumatic happens to the baby) - the music actually has very little to do with this fic but I'd be doing a disservice if I didn't mention this one
Hear a song this deeply by so_shhy (T, 87k, WangXian, Modern with Magic, modern cultivation au, Kind of academia AU, Music, Kid Fic, Action/Adventure, To An Extent, Original Character(s), Slow Burn, Fluff and Angst, Happy Ending) - this one is more music cultivation than musician but there's a lot of musicality involved
through a window softly by impossibletruths (T, 14k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Neighbors, Music, They Play Music Together But They've Never Met, It's very romantic, Graduate School, through a window softly by impossibletruths [podfic] by Rhea314 (Rhea))
always on my mind Series by Sami (Varies, 39k, WangXian, Modern AU, references to past LWJ/others, references to past WWX/WQ, Family, Sexual Tension, set in the early 90s, Background Xicheng, Grief, Family, Erratic Gay Superstar Musician LWJ, Domestic Fluff, Pregnancy, not mpreg, Parenthood, Slice of Life)
Counterpoint by Magnolias-by-the-Window (JustAnotherAbby), maichan, Tsuminoaru (T, 33k, WangXian, Modern AU, College/University, Classical Music, POV Alternating, Orchestra, Getting Together, Mutual Pining)
for you, andante by xuanxuanwo (ostentatiouslyrealistic) (T, 35k, WangXian, Modern AU, Music, Musicians, Pianist LWJ, Guitarist WWX, Kid Fic, Coffee Shops, Bookstores, Existential Crisis, Unrelated JGY & QS, Friendship, Romance, Light Angst, Happy Ending)
Zero by theladyofravenclaw (G, 19k, WangXian, Modern AU, Soulmates AU, Musicians, Friends to Lovers, Reincarnation)
Scenes from a Tour by Nelmara (T, 9k, wangxian, modern, college/university au, orchestra au, fluff, travel, roommates, pining, LWJ pov)
Talisman by Witch_Nova221 (M, 192k, WangXian, Modern AU, Eventual Romance, Theatre, Rock Band, Childhood Friends, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, Implied/Referenced Spousal Abuse, Implied/Referenced Drug Use, Hurt/Comfort, Angst with a Happy Ending, Fluff, Stalking, Minor Character Death, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining)
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sakebytheriver · 2 years
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So sad how at the end of The Phantom of the Opera's thirty five year run they will be taking the entire orchestra out back to shoot them like old horses 😔
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tfc2211 · 1 year
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Anthony Newley - Pop Goes The Weasel             The Marvelettes - Please Mr. Postman                               The Shirelles - Will You Love Me Tomorrow         Sam Cooke - Cupid   Ben E. King - Spanish Harlem         The Capris - There’s A Moon Out Tonight (1959) Etta James - At Last Mar-Keys - Last Night The Miracles - Shop Around           Lee Dorsey - Ya Ya   Chubby Checker - Lets Twist Again           Chris Kenner - I Like It Like That, Part 2 Del Shannon - Runaway     Ricky Nelson - Hello Mary Lou       Bobby Vee - Take Good Care Of My Baby The Marcels - Blue Moon     Ray Charles and His Orchestra - Hit The Road Jack Bobby Lewis - Tossin' And Turnin'   Dion - Runaround Sue The Tokens - The Lion Sleeps Tonight Helen Shapiro - Walkin' Back To Happiness                               The Shirelles - Dedicated To The One I Love (1958)               Edith Piaf - Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien The Dave Brubeck Quartet - Take Five (1959)
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neon-vocalist · 11 months
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help i have 3 vocaloid playlists now and i cannot seem to figure out which is which without opening it
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ozkar-krapo · 1 year
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"TapRoot #19-20 : Cleveland Language"
(cassette. Burning Press. 1990) [US]
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artisticvice · 2 years
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esoteric levels off the charts. recently spotted purchasing cassette tapes
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longliverockback · 1 year
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Electric Light Orchestra The Essential Electric Light Orchestra 2003 Legacy Recordings ————————————————— Tracks: 01. Evil Woman 02. Do Ya 03. Can’t Get It out of My Head 04. Mr. Blue Sky 05. Strange Magic 06. Livin’ Thing 07. Turn to Stone 08. Sweet Talkin’ Woman 09. Telephone Line 10. Shine a Little Love 11. Hold on Tight 12. Calling America 13. Rock ‘n’ Roll Is King 14. Don’t Bring Me Down 15. Roll over Beethoven —————————————————
* Long Live Rock Archive
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mysticdragon3md3 · 1 year
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"The Game Awards Orchestra GOTY Compilation - 2012 2022" by KBABZ
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moodboardmix · 1 year
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Ryuichi Sakamoto (January 17, 1952 - March 28, 2023)
Professor Sakamoto was one of Japan’s most successful musicians, acclaimed for work in Yellow Magic Orchestra as well as solo albums and film scores.
As a member of Yellow Magic Orchestra alongside Haruomi Hosono and Yukihiro Takahashi, Sakamoto created joyous and progressive electronic pop in the late 1970s and early 1980s, alongside solo releases. He acted alongside David Bowie in the 1983 film Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence and composed its Celebrated theme, the first in a series of film scores including Oscar-winning work in 1987 with David Byrne and Cong Su for Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Last Emperor.
Alongside YMO, Sakamoto continued releasing solo albums including 1980’s B-2 Unit, another influence on the robotically funky sound of electro that also foreshadowed other dance music styles. After focusing purely on solo work, he forged further connections in the west, collaborating with musicians including Iggy Pop, Robert Wyatt, Laurie Anderson, David Sylvian and more. Sylvian contributed Forbidden Colours, a vocal version of one of Sakamoto’s most famous works, the theme to second world war drama Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence. Sakamoto also starred in the film as a prisoner of war camp commander.
Following The last Emperor (in which he also had an acting role), he collaborated with Bernardo Bertolucci again for The Last Buddha, and with Merry Christmas, Mr Lawrence director Nagisa Oshima for Gohatto. He also scored two films by Brian De Palma (Snake Eyes and Femme Fatale), plus Wild Palms for Oliver Stone, High Heels for Pedro Almodóvar, the 1990 film adaptation of The Handmaid’s Tale, and more. His 2015 score for Alejandro González Iñárritu’s film The Revenant was nominated for Golden Globe, Bafta and Grammy awards. In 2019, he composed the music for an episode of dystopian TV drama series Black Mirror. He took no further acting roles, aside from appearing as a film director in Rain, a music video for Madonna.
Mr Sakamoto released a steady schedule of solo releases throughout the 1990s and onwards, and wrote a piece for the opening ceremony of the 1992 Olympic Games in Barcelona. In 1999 he debuted the multimedia opera project Life, in collaboration with artist Shiro Takatani with contributions from Bertolucci, Pina Bausch and more. He and Takatani extended the concept into installation work from 2007 onwards.
Also in 2007, he began the ambitious Schola project, curating 17 compilations of global music ranging from composers such as Ravel and Beethoven to Japanese pop. It was released via his record label Commons, set up in 2006, which has also released work by artists including Boredoms and OOIOO.
In 2002, he began a fruitful partnership with German musician Carsten Nicolai, who used his Alva Noto alias for four collaborative albums of minimalist electronica.
Mr Sakamoto was also an environmental campaigner, opposing the use of nuclear power, and creating the forestry project More Trees to enable carbon offsetting.
Ryuichi Sakamoto - Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence
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wangxianficfinder · 2 years
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Fic Compilations
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General
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Amnesia/Memory Loss | Arranged Marriage / Accidental/Drunk Marriage
“Beautiful Writing and Good Plot” Compilation | Pt. 2
Canon Divergence pt.1 | Canon Divergence pt.2 | Characters reading/watching the series | Cloud Recesses Study Arc | Crack & Crack Treated Seriously | Crossdressing | Crossovers & Fandom Fusions pt.1 (not including SVSSS, TGCF, WOH, Guardian) |  Crossovers and Fandom Fusions Pt.2 (only includes SVSSS/TGCF/WOH/Guardian) | Curses, Potions, and Spells (Oh my)
Daemons / Sentient Sword | Doctor / Firefighter / EMT
Famous / YouTuber
Golden Core Reveal / Golden Core Fix-It 
Heavy Angst | Holiday Comp |  Horror
Identity Shenanigans | Interesting / Good Worldbuilding pt. 1 (Canon Era only) | Interesting / Good Worldbuilding pt.2 (AU's only)
Junior Centric
Mafia / Cop / Detective / Thief | Modern Cultivation / Modern with magic | Musician / Orchestra
Non-AO3 Part 1 (Twitter) | Pt.2
Podfics  
Reality TV | Royalty AU
Shape-shifter AU | Sick Fic / Hurt/Comfort | Soulmate AU | Sports AU 
Teacher/Professor | Time Travel 1  |  Time Travel 2  |  Time Travel 3
War Prize AUs | WangxianFicRecs Presents: Hair Brushing & Caretaking
YilingWei Sect AU | YiZhan
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Wangxian Specific
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A/B/O
Disabled WangXian |  Dom Wei Wuxian | Dom Lan Wangji
F/F Wangxian | M/F WangXian
Genderqueer/fluid WangXian | Ghost WangXian
Immortal Wangxian 
Mythical / Supernatural WangXian
Non-Cultivator WangXian
Parents/Parental WangXian | PregXian & PregJi
Trans Wangxian
WangXian in space
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Character Specific
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Jiang Cheng Bashing | Jiang Cheng Friendly / Yunmeng Bros Reconciliation | Junior Centric
Lan Wangji leaves the Lan Sect
Non-Yunmeng Wei Wuxian
Single Parent Wei Wuxian | Single Parent Lan Wangji
Wei Wuxian keeps / gets his OG body - Resurrected by someone other than MXY
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Other
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Fanwork Research & Reference Guides  |  WangxianFicRecs Presents: (tag) | Mod Favorites pt.1
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disease · 7 months
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The Rhino Brothers Present the World's Worst Records: Volumes 1 & 2 are a series of compilation albums released by Rhino Records in 1983 & 1985. They purport to compile the worst music ever recorded and feature mostly novelty songs, parodies and cover versions of popular songs, performed very poorly (though in many cases, intentionally so, either as a novelty or as a joke). The original first volume included an airsickness bag and a warning that the album 'may cause internal discomfort.' Full track lists include...
VOLUME 1 [1983]: 1. "The Crusher" (The Novas) 2. "Big Girls Don't Cry" (Edith Massey and The Eggs) 3. "I Want My Baby Back" (Jimmy Cross) 4. "I Like" (Heathen Dan) 5. "Kazooed on Klassics" (The Temple City Kazoo Orchestra) 6. "Fluffy" (Gloria Balsam) 7. "Paralyzed" (Legendary Stardust Cowboy) 8. "I Wanna Be Your Dog" (The Seven Stooges) 9. "Boogie Woogie Amputee" (Barnes and Barnes) 10. "Kinko the Clown" (Ogden Edsl) 11. "Umbassa and the Dragon" (The Turtles) 12. "Ugly" (Johnny Meeskite) 13. "Surfin' Tragedy" (The Breakers) 14. "Young at Heart" (Wild Man Fischer) [YOUTUBE: FULL ALBUM]
VOLUME 2 [1985]: 1. "Downtown" (Mrs. Miller) 2. "K'nish Doctor" (Mickey Katz) 3. "Party in My Pants" (Barnes and Barnes) 4. "Foreign Novelty Smash" (The Credibility Gap) 5. "Nag" (The Halos) 6. "Who Hid the Halibut on the Poop Deck" (Yogi Yorgesson) 7. "Goodbye Sam" (Shad O'Shea) 8. "Just a Big Ego" (Bob Rivers and Zip) 9. "Candy Rapper" (Bird & MacDonald/"Sticky Fingers") 10. "Hands" (Debbie Dawn) 11. "Baseball Card Lover" (Rockin' Richie Ray) 12. "Fudd on the Hill" (Little Roger and the Goosebumps) 13. "Split Level Head" (Napoleon XIV) 14. "Teenage Enema Nurses in Bondage" (Killer Pussy) 15. "The Troggs Tapes" (The Troggs)
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sweetfire01 · 1 year
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Touch (Yandere!Diavolo)
TW: Non-con touching (not in a sexual way)
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Diavolo loves to bath you. If there's one thing he loves, other than you, it's the evening routine. If there's one thing you absolutely hate, other than him, it's that.
It's something you couldn't never be able to bear. it's worse than the morning you spend locked in his room while the prince is busy with his RAD duties. At first you would have spent all your time trying to escape but no matter how hard you tried, the door wouldn't kicked down, the window wouldn't open and not even the breakfast dishes (brought by Barbatos while you slept) would break, depriving you of that one little rebellion you could make against him, while you looked at all the leftovers of the meal scattered on the floor. At one point you decided to focus your attention on the books that Diavolo had given you in the early days and, as much as you hated to admit it, they console you in some way: you manage to distract yourself for a while, varying your reading from fables to treatises philosophy, from books of the human world to a very ancient copy of the Bible from the Celestial Realm. Now more than ever you understood why Satan (ugh, Satan!) loves to read so much. It's always painful when the prince comes to fetch you for lunch, the illusion that you're traveling to some distant land shattered by the stark reality of being a prisoner in a castle under the loving care of its owner, away from the brothers and your friends.
He cheerily greets you, talking about how much he missed you, how much he wanted to be with you but, alas, he couldn't; all while showering you with kisses on your head, your forehead, your cheeks. You would have tried to shake him off but he is stronger than you, you can do nothing like usual but stay still and take them.
And if you hate those manifestations of affection, the afternoon would be worse: forced to sit on his lap, his arm around your waist, while he compiles documents after documents regarding some matter of the Devildom, commenting on the various papers and on the decisions to be made. And you have to stay there, feeling that hand gently massaging your side, tickling it from time to time to make you laugh as if you were having fun, as if you were happy. One of the first days, when you were still too tense to relax against his chest, he'd tried putting on some background music, hoping that it would loosen your nerves a bit. But when you recognized the melody, one of the pieces from the Devildom Symphony Orchestra you have heard so long ago with Solomon, the prince had the opposite effect. You started squirming, screaming, calling him with bad names and he had no choice but to take you back to his room, tying you to the bed with those awful chains he would pull out from time to time when "you're feeling confused and need some time to calm down." It took more than an hour before he came back to free you, gently wiping away the tears that remained on your cheeks as you closed your eyes, too tired to face him: your throat burning from how much you screamed, your ankle aching from all the tugging you'd done trying to free yourself from the chain that forced you to lie down in bed, not being able to get up for how short it was. That day Barbatos brought you dinner directly to your room, not wanting you to try too hard and returning to his master who, to your surprise, left you alone for the rest of the evening. However, on a normal day, things would have been different. After a happy dinner where you always hope to choke to death with a mouthful of food (which would never happen since the butler makes sure to bring you the carefully cut meal) it would be time for the evening routine.
And no, you couldn't stand it. Unfortunately Diavolo, much to your disappointing, loves it. He loves undress you while his butler fills the tub with warm water and some strange, luxurious soap. He loves placing his hands first on your hips and then on your chest to take off your shirt, on your legs as he pulls down your pants, close to your groin to remove your underwear. Every time he touches you there you can't help but tremble and get so scared. He has never touched you in a sexual way and never will if you don't feel ready, he always repeats it to you as he feels you stiffen against his touch. But you don't trust him, not since he locked you up in his castle, your prison.
Once you are naked in front of him and Barbatos has finished preparing everything, the prince starts taking off his clothestoo and together you enter the large tub. You do everything not to lower your gaze. Obviously he keeps you next to him, so he can wash your hair first and then the rest of your body. And to hug you. And to relax togeter. And to keep you next to him simply because he wants to and can do it. The comments about how you was able to wash yourself and that the tub was big enough for the two of you, so really, you didn't need to be so close to each other, were useless. Diavolo had simply laughed but, as frustrated as it may have made you, you quickly learned to be grateful for it. At least he didn't pushed you under the water like he did a couple of times when you fought more. He left you in that position for less than 30 seconds but each time it felt like an eternity for you, the water entering your nostrils as you wriggled for some air. And when he brought you back up you were too exhausted to fight any longer, letting him sponge your body, speaking about how you were a good dear now and how everything could be easier and more painless if only you didn't rebel so much. After you step out of the tub, he gently dries you with soft towels, a large one wrapped around you to keep you warm, another wrapped around your hair and scrubbed by him, drying them as your bowed head presses against his chest. Once you are both dry, Diavolo dresses himself in a pair of boxers and trousers, a shirt only if he's cold but it's very rare for that to happen. But you don't have clothes. Stay naked like this. Because there is his favorite phase.
Lying on your back on the bed, his and your bed, he puts you a lotion "recommended by Asmo, who told me it will make your skin soft and hydrated". His hands run along your body, over your skin, taking their time massaging each small portion. Starting from your neck, going down your shoulders and arms, stroking your fingers. And then coming up to go to your chest this time, he purrs as you tense under his touch, his hands too too close to your nipples. But he never touches them. Instead, he keeps going down, onto your stomach and hips. And further down. Hands are on your hip. Even further down. Now you feel them moving up your thigh. And then a little more in the center. On your inner thighs. Too close to your genitals. But he never touches them. He spreads the lotion on your legs and feet, a massage that could also be relaxing if it weren't for your situation. But maybe, deep down, you find yourself relaxing a little bit. Especially after he turns you on your stomach, your privates no longer exposed. And when he starts touching your shoulder blades, the upper back and the lower back, and then coming back up, taking longer than necessary to rub the lotion on you. He makes sure all the knots are undone as his big hands roam over you and, when he notices they are, he doesn't stop but continues to massage you some more. It's a good feeling, you feel at ease and relaxed. But you know it shouldn't be like this. There are days when you fall asleep, waking up after an hour under the sheets, dressed with you pajama, watching the prince finish whatever work he has to do. Other times you wake up and he's beside you, eyes closed but you never know if he's really asleep or not. In any case, you turn away. That's the best you can do with his arm around you. And then there are other times as well, where you lie awake and he lays down next to you, for a sweet cuddle session. Because he wants them and he will get them. Even if it's a simple unrequited snuggle. You hate the evening routine because it makes you feel exposed, vulnerable. But also relaxed when you shouldn't. And Diavolo instead loves it because it makes you feel relaxed and docile. More docile than you were in the early days. One day you will return his hugs and kisses. One day you won't turn away while you sleep. But right now he's content to touch you and feel your warmth. Because he can do it.
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duncebento · 3 months
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you have such wonderful taste in so many things and i'm so appreciative that you cultivate this space and share it ❤️ could you please recommend another lovely piece of orchestral music?
oh LOL i'm glad you liked it, thank you!!! i was just giving it as an example of a piece that's a bit more technically advanced.
orchestral hmm? well the piece i recommended before was a concerto, which is a solo-ish piece with accompaniment written in-- in that case, a violin concerto accompanied by an orchestra. i find that most of my favored orchestral pieces are concertos rather than pieces written just for orchestras, perhaps because you get the best of both worlds?
first i'll recommend this DOUBLE concerto by brahms; we're in vienna in 1887. i had actually only heard the third and final movement of this piece but the recording is of all three movements and it's fucking incredible. quite long, of course, since most concerto mvmts are between 7-15 minutes i'd say, but so very worth it.
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like, just listen to the very first solo, when the cello takes the stage-- how much character development there is in the first minute. this cellist (who is "acting" in the same way that actors are given a written script but decide what to DO with it) makes it easy to imagine a whole narrative-- vengeful, sexy, the cheeky switch to pizzicato (plucking as opposed to bowing.) crazed.
next is a piece from cinderella. it should begin at 37:55. now we're more modern, the bolshoi theatre in 1945, and this orchestra would not be on the stage but in a pit at the foot of the stage, providing a backdrop for cinderella to waltz with the prince before running away. i adore the (very russian) character of this piece because prokofiev paints a whimsical, scary ball rather than choosing to focus on the sweeter romantic aspects of cinderella's meeting with the prince. (and i do think she would've been scared and completely out of her element!) the piece gets more and more frantic until the movement right afterwards, "midnight," where the waltz ends and all we hear is the doom of the foreboding clock.....
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now back in time again to 1905! ravel, another impressionist, lived in paris but many of his pieces have obvious spanish influence. he wrote this as part of a 5-movement piece with each movement dedicated to a different member of his artist's collective, which i think is really cute. you can definitely hear that this is a more modern orchestral piece due to its rulebreaking-- this era definitely influenced the compositions for BOTW if you happen to be a fan of that soundtrack as many are.
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i'm also gonna link the spotify playlist where i compile the vaguely classical pieces i like-- sorry; it's not curated in any sense, i just add them as i like them. i'd say they're mostly in minor keys because i'm edgy and like musical angst (even the major key ones i like often manage to be angsty...) furthermore there's a focus on cello because i'm a cellist, so pieces that i've played or would like to play (in my dreams...) make their way in often. maybe same with ballet cos i spent a decade and a half in a ballet troupe. otherwise i'd say it's well-rounded enough!
here u go!! and like with any music, if you find something you like, the easiest way to get more of it it by looking at the other movements of the piece/other works by that composer or their contemporaries.
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eldritch-spouse · 1 year
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Hi! I recently found your blog due to your (Don't) Open Your Eyes fic, and quickly fell in love with your babies. It was like finding a treasure cove! So, I do apologize for the like spam.
For an ask, what types/genres of music would the Clergy members be into? I always imagine Santi to be into Lady Gaga, and just into 2000's Pop in general.
I hope you have a good day :). Thank you for all that you write.
[No no, it's quite fine, "like spams" don't bother me in the slightest, I pay little attention to that. Glad you're having fun! <:7]
Oh God this question. It's like asking me if I have voice claims. I don't, very few. Forgive me for the short answer, but I'll never settle on music genres.
General types of music staff listens to
Patches: Metal. Hardcore metal. Sometimes the trashiest metal too.
Gallon: Anything in French or Spanish, weird tastes.
Morell: Country, sometimes soft rock.
Grimbly: 2000s pop, Slayyyter-tier music.
Santi: Lady Gaga sure, but he's mostly a sucker for cheesy, kinda sappy love songs.
Nebul: Witch house, probably some type of vaporwave.
Fank-e: Anything ranging from weirdcore to breakcore, speedcore, 90's happy hardcore, "stuck in ___" tier compilations.
Belo: Anything involving piano. Likes classical or orchestras.
Vinnel: Melanie Martinez (older works), Nicole Dollanganger.
Sybastian: Doesn't listen to music in general, will take anything except rock. Soft jazz makes him fall asleep sometimes.
Krulu: Needs very specific types of "music", can't settle on a genre nor does he like any, may humor playlists that have soothing effects, to the tune of "songs for an empty world" and such.
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hit-song-showdown · 1 year
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Year-End Poll #31: 1980
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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: Blondie, Pink Floyd, Olivia Newton-John, Michael Jackson, Captain & Tennille, Queen, Paul McCartney, Lipps Inc, Billy Joel, Bette Midler. End description]
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From here on, I know that the number of people who follow this blog who were around to see these songs on the charts will increase exponentially. To be honest, I am very intimidated. Please be nice to me.
The 1970's exists in a weird time in pop culture history, because it really feels like an island. Any decade that begins with the Beatles breaking up and ends with the murder of John Lennon is going to exist in a strange place culturally. Combine that with the previously mentioned decline of disco, the simultaneous rise in inflation and unemployment, and President Carter's declining popularity leading to Ronald Reagan's landslide victory. It was clear that whatever the next decade was, it wasn't going to be like the 70s.
But during this year, Reagan wasn't in office, so I don't have to talk about that yet.
Musically, you can see the last bits of the 70's clinging on. Disco, despite being famously "killed off" still has its place on the charts. Funkytown, for example, is often brought up in pop culture mythology as being the "last big disco song". I'm mostly bringing it up because I feel bad that I had to crop the song's composer, Steven Greenberg, out of the banner. The one good thing about the charts moving away from orchestras and ensembles is that I don't have to worry about cropping people out.
But in addition to the endings, the dawn of the 1980's also comes with its new beginnings. For one, Michael Jackson's solo career will take him from the standout star of the Jackson 5, to the king of pop music itself.
I talked a bit about the rise of punk rock in the 70's, but I didn't go into that much detail because the scene didn't have much presence on the charts. The Clash may have been "The Only Band That Matters", but that wasn't the case to the data compiling the Hot 100. However, while punk rock has seen little mainstream success on the charts, several of its descendants will come to define this decade. Most notable here is Blondie, kicking off the decade with one of its first new wave hits. This movement will only continue to grow from here, especially when we get to the second British Invasion, as well as pop music becoming more image-focused during the MTV era.
Which means I will no longer struggle to find pictures of the artists features in these polls.
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29 Dando “I never thought you could make such sweet noises.” - “Me neither…”
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Between him and Daniel, Lando knows that there have been an entire orchestra's range of sounds that have left both their mouths.
He's well aware of his own high-pitched laughter when he loses control over his giggles; he's memorized the exact cadence of Daniel's loud guffaws. Hell, they're immortalized everywhere, including F1's official YouTube account where have compilations of pressers and "funniest moments."
He knows what they both sound like when they're happy, when they're angry, when they're gossiping under their breaths while some host prepares them for yet another one of those ridiculous drivers' entrances.
But Lando has absolutely no idea where the hell the sounds he just made came from. That is, the sounds that he makes when Daniel enters him for the very first time.
It should be mortifying. Daniel's so much more experienced at sleeping with men than he is, and by that, Lando means that Daniel is his first guy, and no amount of gay porn and heavy rutting and training his asshole with a metal butt plug could have prepared Lando for the overwhelming, full-body consumption that is feeling Daniel Ricciardo slide his dick into him and settle against his hips.
He's panting into Daniel's hair, his temple, his fingers clutched so tight against Daniel's deltoids that he wouldn't be surprised if he left finger-shaped bruises there later. It almost hurts, but it really only just skates the surface of it.
Everything else is a stretch, and he tries to see how he feels clenching around Daniel's girth, but that proves to be detrimental to Daniel's health, and subsequently, Lando's, too, because it makes Daniel's hips, which he was doing his best to hold in place while Lando adjusted to him, stutter and fuck into him like it's a reflex, and oh, oh fuck, that's good.
Lando honest-to-god mewls, his thighs spasming around Daniel's hips, his back arching, pleasure jolting electric through him better than any adrenaline rush from the lights going on out on the grid.
"M-move, Danny," is all Lando can manage before Daniel is pulling out halfway, and then slamming full force back into him.
Lando loses all sense of time, all sense of coherence. He learns, in such few, frantic minutes, the absolute batshit joy of having a hard cock pressing against his prostate, and Daniel learns the absolute batshit joy of anal with someone who has never done anal before.
Their kisses feel less like kisses and more like shared breathing, panting against each other's mouths while they make all the noise they want because Lando has thick walls and neither of them have a race to drive at for the next three weekends.
Lando is crying now, he can feel it, consumed by the push of Daniel's body into his, consumed with the need to take Daniel in completely, to not give him any more space than necessary to just come back and fuck into him. He catches snatches of Daniel's litany of words, dirty and desperate.
He calls Lando "baby" and that shouldn't feel nearly as good as it does, to be held like this, equally like a precious doll and a free-use whore.
Sweat falls from Daniel's forehead to Lando's lips and even that, Lando goes crazy for. Daniel's working up a sweat because of him. Daniel's losing control because of him. Daniel's going to come because of him.
Lando's hearing goes out when he feels Daniel's calloused hand wrap around his dick and jerk him off. He comes after a few strokes, and he feels the mess between them, feels the coolness that touches the skin of his back because his spine has curved concave against his mattress.
He wraps his legs around Daniel's waist and refuses to let him pull out, so Daniel braces himself over Lando with both his elbows on either side of Lando's head and pushes in hard, and finishes inside him.
The comedown is slow, syrupy in the summer afternoon. Daniel flops on top of him, breathless, panting.
“I never thought—" Daniel starts before cutting off to take a breath."—you could make such sweet noises.”
"Me neither…” Lando's tongue feels too large for his mouth. He might actually be dickmatized.
"Dickmatized?" Daniel laughs, sounding like he just ran a sprint but is too busy laughing to take a proper inhale.
"I wasn't supposed to say that out loud," Lando says, closing his eyes and shoving his hand in Daniel's face to shut him up.
"Baby, if that is what you always sound like in bed, I want you to say every single thought and make every single sound you wanna make, got it?"
Lando has to suppress his eye-roll at his ex-teammate, though "boyfriend" would be the more appropriate title.
His face is burning, though. He figures that's enough of a reply for Danny at the moment.
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