#qua qua gate

[mossmx]

Fiorello non gliene frega niente degli insulti lui e Ama si sono divertiti THEY MIGHT BE CRINGE BUT THEY ARE FREE

#durante tutto il balletto Fiore è :DDDDD #amadeus #qua qua gate #sanremo 2024 #sanremo #italian stuff #italy #fiorello #viva rai due sanremo #viva rai due #john travolta #people who say it was a circus: this is done to ENTARTAIN #we were having fun #sorry if having fun and being like clowns is bad to you lol #<3<3<3 #amadello

[smellslikestalejam]

La PTSD

#sanremo #sanremo 2024 #ballo del qua qua gate

[omarfor-orchestra]

la maglia bordeaux!!!

Posso dire che penso l'abbia usata anche Dante

#eccoci qua di nuovo con un clothes gate #come la felpa grigia #sapete la cosa della 'bottiglia puttana' spero non si usi solo da me #la bottiglia da cui bevono tuttə #cioè prima del covid almeno #questo ma con i vestiti #però io alla maglia bordeaux voglio credere #un professtag

[haljathefangirlcat]

HE KNOWS ABOUT TRAVOLTA QUA QUA GATE

HE JOKED ABOUT IT

AND AMADEUS WAS LIKE "OMG BRO HIGH FIVE"

#sanremo #sanremo 2024

[segretecose]

continua a mandarmi al creatore che il ballo del qua qua-gate sia una cosa che esiste nel mondo in questo momento e ogni volta che mi calmo rivedo quella foto di stash e mi sento male di nuovo ma per un altro motivo non c'è fine

#sanremo 24

[enter-the-bear-circle]

Since I decided to be responsible for polls this year here's one more

#sanremo #sanremo 2024 #the poll for the best ship will arrive soon #me pretending to be doing something important when i just don't want to let sanremo go #tumblr doesn't let me have more options so i had to sacrifice some things

[chitaayakuqing]

Notre Dame bell tower, 1465

Frollo: I'm here to see Qua- (struggling with baby gate)

Archdeacon: Push down and then pull.

Frollo: I am!

Nun: Jiggle it, he needs to jiggle it.

Frollo: I AM JIGGLING IT!

#source: that voldemort-at-the-potters' meme #claude frollo #the hunchback of notre dame #this is my attempt to cheer myself up while thinking about quasimodo's early years #disney

[killiandestroy]

they're spilling the tea on the ballo del qua qua gate voglio sapere di chi sia l'idea

#sanremo 2024 #perlomeno riconoscono che è stata un'idea del cazzo

[sisterfrnkly]

qua qua gate ballad love this pettiness

#sanremo #sanremo 2024

[briscolae]

quindi abbiamo la stupenda non frecciatina, faretra intera direttamente a inizio puntata; l'intervallo con l'aristonello e lo scarpe-gate; gianni morandi e il ballo del qua qua; il "what the fuck" di russel crowe...

#che scasso #sanremo #sanremo 2024

[laferocia]

Mike Patton and the "piadina gate"

CHAPTER 1: THE WAR.

Bologna, 2004.

Mike is in Bologna with the Fantomas. Bologna is located in Emilia Romagna, and one of the typical foods of the region is called Piadina (or piada, colloquially). It's a kind of flatbread filled with cheese and cold cuts (but not only that) and is also sold as street food because it's easy to carry. There was probably a piadina truck around there somewhere.

Min 0:11: Oh! Mi può portare una piadina con la salsiccia? Per favore? Adesso, qua! Mi senti? Oh! Can you bring me a piadina with sausage? Please? Right now, here! Can you hear me?

*dal pubblico: ragazzo 1: una birra! Ragazzo 2: Sei un grande!* *From the audience: Guy 1: a beer! Guy 2: You're awesome!*

Mike: Ok una piada normale, non importa, e una birretta. Okay, just a regular piadina, no problem, and a little beer (Probably the piadina truck didn't have sausage, and they only had the classic piadina with squaquerone cheese and prosciutto di Parma)

*dal pubblico: una birra! Un litro!* *From the audience: a beer! One liter!*

Mike: Ma che buongustai! What gourmets! (LOL I can't get why he said that)

Min 0:47: Siete stronzi! Sì voi, in bianco! Sto parlando a voi! You guys are jerks! Yes, you in white! I'm talking to you! (I'll digress on the term 'Stronzo': in Italian, it literally means 'piece of shit,' but it's less harsh. It's still an insult, make no mistake. However, one of our characteristics is that we have a rich vocabulary of insults and vulgarity, and we insult each other most of the time, so Mike fits right in, LOL).

CHAPTER 2: THE PEACE.

min 0:10: Bella Bologna!: Mike is off to a great start with typical Italian expressions. "Bella" is a kind of greeting, it was widely used by Italian rappers and roughly means "everything's good, all good." It's not directly translatable, as in Italian, "bella" means "beautiful."

Forsa ragassi!: This guy is a true legend. "Forza ragazzi" means "come on, be brave!" but it's an exhortation that we use in a thousand situations. Mike pronounces the 's' and 'z' in the typical Emilian and Romagnol way, as if they were all sibilant 's' sounds. It's something that only a native speaker would be able to do and perceive because it exists only in spoken Italian.

min 0:39: una bella piadina romagnola piena di merda! A lovely Romagnola piadina filled with shit!

min 0:50: È vero che voi chiamate Bologna "la grassa"?: Is it true that you guys call Bologna "the fat one"? ("Bologna the Fat" due to its delicious and hearty cuisine. In Italy, we have nicknames for some of the major cities. Rome is "the Eternal City," Naples is "the City of 500 Domes," and so on. Bologna boasts at least two more nicknames: "the Learned one" (because the first European university was founded here in 1088) and "the Red one" (for its red roofs and walls and, later on, for its political tradition closely aligned with the left).

min 0:56: Allora siete tutti ciccioni? So, are you all chubby? (The crowd of spectators said in unison "yes")

min 1:02: E infatti pensavo così, eh, perché ho visto un ciccionissimo di "Turisti per caso", aquì. E poi c'è Maurizio Costanzo là. And, in fact, I was thinking that way, you know, because I saw a really chubby guy from "Turisti per caso" here. And then there's Maurizio Costanzo over there. (Many years ago, there was a TV show called "Turisti per caso," hosted by a husband and wife. He, Patrizio Roversi, was indeed a bit on the heavier side. However, it's worth noting that Mike might sometimes mix up gender, so he could have been referring to her, Syusy Blady, who was also a bit on the heavier side at that time. Maurizio Costanzo was an important and famous Italian journalist who was known also for being overweight. However, I must clarify that Costanzo probably wasn't really at the concert LOL. BTW, Mike said "aquì" and it's spanish, in italian is "qui").

min 03:12: The piadina vendor gets on stage and brings Mike a piadina and beer.

min 04:10: Grazie di nuovo, ci vediamo alla prossima! Stamme bene, ciao! Thank you again, see you next time, take care, bye! ("Stamme bene" is indeed in Roman dialect. Who knows, maybe he was already close to ZU band, LOL. To make it grammatically correct it should be "Statemi bene" cos "stammi" is singular).

Mike and the piadina vendor hug each other.

#mike patton #mr bungle #tomahawk #faith no more #trevor dunn #fantomas #Youtube

[mossmx]

riassunto:

#sanremo 2024 #sanremo #italian stuff #italy #amadeus #russel crowe #john travolta #fiorello #qua qua gate #sanremo74 #RAI #meme italiani #moss text #meme

[mestruazioni]

comunque qua sul bicchiere gate suggeriscono che in realtà A e M sta per Amadeus e Morandi perchè Morandi non è più uscito e adesso Ama ha detto a Ranieri "il TUO amico Morandi" hhhhhhhh

#sanremo

[altairtalisman]

Sal's Bio

"I'm supposed to go before them... so why is it the other way around...?"

More details on Sal is under the cut

Name: Salvatore "Sal" Rosso

Age: 642

Height: 168 cm

Birthday: 9 Durna 1380 (Wahaqr)

Orientation: Cisgender Omnisexual Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Species: Chronoven (formerly human)

Title: The Fifth Hour

Country of Birth: Hirdielle

Likes: Alcohol, junk food, cheese, smoking, anything minty

Dislikes: Funerals, sunflowers, anything sweet

Hobbies: Watching sunsets, chess, woodworking, playing card games

Personality: Formerly a cheerful and attentive man, he's currently morose and prefers to be lost in his own thoughts ever since he lost his entire family. He's also the type that believes in actions over words, hence why he doesn't say much be it as a human or as a chronoven

Style: Comfy clothes that doesn't irritate him when he stays in one position for hours on end, otherwise he doesn't pay much attention to clothes. Only clothing item that he pays attention to is the ribbon that he uses to tie his hair, which belonged to his late wife

Abilities: Able to freely cross between Ratein and the Astral Realm without the need of dimension gates. Is able to use cosmic magic, stop time, view events happening in the past, present and future, as well as cause anything that his weapon comes in contact with to 'dissociate' from existence (apart from chronovens, The Caretaker and The Artiste)

Like the rest of the Hourly Twelve, Salvatore is also able to open portals that allow him to travel anywhere. Also able to reverse time, but only once and at the cost of his life. Being a chronoven, he's only able to die either by his lifespan naturally running out, or by time reversal

Due to his occupation as a locksmith, he possesses the exclusive ability to lock all abilities one possesses as well as to undo said locking. It doesn't affect the Caretaker and the Artiste though, plus he also can't use this ability on himself

Background: Salvatore led an unremarkable life as a locksmith, until he met an elf who would eventually become his wife. At 26 years old, they welcomed their son into the world. Due to mixed blood, the son was a half-elf which meant that he would most certainly outlive his human peers but not his mother

Wanting his son to live a fulfilling life, he encouraged him to travel Ratein and make as many friends as possible. Salvatore then resolved to spend as much time as possible with his wife so that she could at least have memories with him to look back on when he eventually passes. He also encouraged her to find someone that made her happy when his death came to pass, not wanting his wife to feel obligated to stay a widow out of respect to him at the cost of her happiness

His son constantly sent them letters, each mentioning about the places he had visited and the beings he met. Sometime in 1429, his son sent them a letter detailing about how he met Alena in a Lyuharrnese bookstore and decided that he would stay there for an extended period of time. Both parents thought that it was sweet that their son wanted to stay in Lyuharrno for someone he saw a future with, and supported his decision

Three years later, his son married Alena and invited his parents to the wedding where they saw Alena for the first time. His wife immediately approved of her, only wanting her son to marry someone who was true to him. Salvatore, on the other hand, pulled Alena to one side and asked if she was prepared to spend her life with a half-elf. This surprised her as she didn't truly consider this question while dating his son, but didn't care as they loved each other

Satisfied that Alena was genuinely true to his son albeit naïve, he gave his blessings and exchanged letters with his son after learning that his son would live in Lyuharrno with Alena to start a family there. A year later, Salvatore and his wife learnt about their granddaughter from their son's letters which delighted them, though Salvatore wondered if his granddaughter being a quarter-elf meant that his wife would outlive her too

His life took a turn for the worse in Primna 1436, he had learnt from Alena's letter that both his son and granddaughter had died in an avalanche. He knew from the letter that the Lyuharrnese was struggling to keep herself together and had difficulty even writing the letter informing them about the unfortunate incident. His wife started to keep to herself, barely eating or sleeping while Salvatore could only helplessly watch on as he tried to be strong for his wife

Salvatore's life came to a screeching halt two months after the fateful letter came. He was informed that his wife was involved in a drowning accident in the sea and most likely walked into the deep end after drinking heavily the night before. However, this explanation didn't explain the electrocution burns on her corpse. He knew that it was more likely to be suicide, and given his wife's distaste for alcohol, she had cast a powerful lightning spell on herself while submerged in water to commit suicide, but said nothing to everyone

Now alone, for Alena was unreachable and he assumed that she had also killed herself, Salvatore smoked and drank heavily, no longer caring about his health nor was his wife around to express distate towards alcohol. In 1440, he crossed paths with a travelling merchant who tried to sell her wares by saying that they can make his wishes come true. He proceeded to ask if they could bring his family back from the dead, which made the merchant feel guilty. She then gave him a meteorite necklace, sharing with Salvatore that according to rumours that she heard, anyone who owned the meteorite necklace went missing, and that the result might be what he sought for

Unconvinced, he returned to his house and drank bottle after bottle in order to numb himself from the pain of losing his family. While drinking, he stared at the necklace and cried, angrily demanding it to return him to before he told his son to go explore the world. The necklace glowed, seemingly acceding to his demand

He then suddenly felt his body growing warmer and the left side of his chest was being gored out painlessly. His right eye then felt as though he had accidentally poked it, and didn't notice himself breaking up and reforming in a galaxy. After an eternity, he was approached by a muscular humanoid that reminded Salvatore of the stars and unknown cosmos in the Hirdiellese skies. He then introduced himself as Ma Li of the Third Hour, who then proceeded to ask if Salvatore had any fruit liqueur on his person

After responding that he didn't have any, Ma Li sighed with disappointment before muttering that Salvatore wasn't presentable enough to attend the party. When asked what party Ma Li was referring to, the latter joyfully explained that Salvatore was now basically time personified and while he couldn’t do anything fun such as going back in time to save his loved ones, he could relieve his past memories due to his abilities as a chronoven

Convinced that he had died, Salvatore asked where was his family and started to wander off to search for them. Ma Li then stabbed him in the leg, asking Salvatore if he felt anything from it. The latter responded yes, and that even at his lowest, he could tell that Ma Li was definitely not in the right sense of mind. Ma Li merely laughed it off, explaining that he wouldn't have stabbed him if he knew that Salvatore could die from being wounded

The Third Hour then explained that Salvatore was what the world would call chronovens, and that he had complete mastery over time and space save for the fact that he couldn't travel in time without serious consequences. He also explained that as a chronoven, Salvatore had an exclusive chronoven ability related to him which the latter didn’t care much about

Salvatore asked if this meant that he was immortal, with Ma Li explaining that they would eventually die after a few eons or so, unless if he reversed time to stop his son from leaving Hirdielle and even then, it wasn't guaranteed that he would prevent his son and wife from dying prematurely. Ma Li then added that it was likely time for Salvatore to figure out himself, for he spent almost his entire life ensuring that his loved ones were happy

Wary towards Ma Li but also recognising that his last words made sense, he went back to his house and laid on his bed, staring at the ceiling above as he allowed melancholy to acquaint itself with introspection…

True Form:

#Hallowed Hotel #Salvatore Rosso #tw eyestrain #tw death mention #tw implied suicide #Altair draws

[lisystrata]

Hawthorn, Two-Faced Janus and Cesare the somnambulist. Part 2

Part 1 Der Januskopf

Ut populo reditus pateant ad bella profecto, tota patet dempta ianua nostra sera. Pace fores obdo, ne qua discedere possit; Caesareoque diu numine clausus ero. *

First of all, I should announce something like a disclaimer. By no means do I insist on the infallibility of my conclusions. Being a big fan of world mythology, I often find echoes of events from legends in various plots of books and films, not to mention songs and artistic pictures. There is no doubt that at the same time I sometimes get carried away and can see in a certain event something that has never been there. Of course, you have every right to accept my point of view or completely refute it. To make my post a little more concise, I will illustrate the plot of the myth with frames from the films that I analyze.

The 1920 film "Der Januskopf" (Schrecken) which also features Conrad Veidt, gave me the idea.

This is similar to the story of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, simply due to copyright requirements, the German filmmakers were unable to use the original names of the character and his doppelganger.

I think everyone knows who Two-Faced Janus is. Let me briefly explain here: this two-faced god in ancient Roman mythology was originally a demiurge god, and then gave way to Jupiter as the supreme deity.

Janus was revered as the deity of all undertakings, doors, entrances and exits, in connection with which he received the attributes of a watchman — keys and a staff in order to drive away uninvited guests. The month of Janus is January, the loop — ∞ — is the symbol of Janus and the emblem of infinity. And finally one more argument in favor of my interpretation of the listed symbols. In connection with his function as the god of entrances and exits, doors, as well as door hinges and door locks, the Two-Faced Janus is well associated with the symbolism of a limited space. It is placed in some kind of framework: in a doorway, at the entrance to a cave, or, at worst, in a large box.

The Temple of Janus was built in Rome. It was supposed to be opened during the war and closed at the conclusion of peace. Given the aggressiveness of the Ancient Roman Empire, the temple was closed less than ten times during its existence.

In addition to all these events, Janus was also seen having an affair with a little-known goddess named Cardea (whom Ovid associates with another goddess named Carna).

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* "My unbarred gate stands open wide, so that when the people go to war the return path’s open too. I bar it in peacetime so peace cannot depart: and by Caesar’s will I shall be long closed". He spoke, and raising his eyes that looked both ways, he surveyed whatever existed in the whole world. There was peace, and already a cause of triumph, Germanicus, the Rhine had yielded her waters up in submission to you. Janus, make peace and the agents of peace eternal… (Ovid: The Fasti / 280)

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To be continued...

#conrad veidt #cesare the somnambulist #the cabinet of doctor caligari #german expressionism #expressionism #das cabinet des dr. caligari #der januskopf #two-faced janus #janus #roman mythology #mythology #classical mythology #hawthorn

[loving-n0t-heyting]

I do not like modern art that challenges me to ask what art truly is bc I just don’t care about art that much, fundamentally. Artists are obviously biased given that yr unlikely to get really invested in it as a medium without also getting interested in it as a subject matter in its own right, but i don’t care that much about art qua art I care about other things and care about art insofar as it relates to and conveys them

Modern transgressive artists are mostly harmless tho bc there is a plethora of well executed art not ever ascending Dante-like into the higher echelons of its own ass, and in fact direct exposure to that stuff is generally gated behind a days visit to the contemporary art wing plus the suggested Donation amount. Radical architects, otoh, are capable of foisting their edgy transgressive questioning of the concept of “building” onto innumerable hapless bystanders—who care about buildings principally as sites of activity—for decades at a time

#universities are favourite targets of theirs #I remember the firm that did the nyu philosophy dept redesign thought philosophers were really into… stairs?? #based on The School of Athens ig #and so the stairwells were really visionary while the actual rooms were. not.