girlies what do y'all do when you're crushing on someone
its fascinating how very very surface level 1920s-ish jazz age inspired aesthetics are very popular (see: hazbin hotel and electroswing and the endless wave of bowtie pinstripe character designs from the 2010s) but the vast vast majority of people who are into that seem fundamentally disinterested in actually engaging with actual jazz age art and culture because that would require engaging with black art
hello hazbin hotel fan. before you is an image of cab calloway. if you cannot correctly name at least one song of his then you will be dropped into a pool of live hammerhead sharks
Why I Am Not a Painter
by Frank O’Hara
I am not a painter, I am a poet. Why? I think I would rather be a painter, but I am not. Well,
for instance, Mike Goldberg is starting a painting. I drop in. “Sit down and have a drink” he says. I drink; we drink. I look up. “You have SARDINES in it.” “Yes, it needed something there.” “Oh.” I go and the days go by and I drop in again. The painting is going on, and I go, and the days go by. I drop in. The painting is finished. “Where’s SARDINES?” All that’s left is just letters, “It was too much,” Mike says.
But me? One day I am thinking of a color: orange. I write a line about orange. Pretty soon it is a whole page of words, not lines. Then another page. There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life. Days go by. It is even in prose, I am a real poet. My poem is finished and I haven’t mentioned orange yet. It’s twelve poems, I call it ORANGES. And one day in a gallery I see Mike’s painting, called SARDINES.
winkles twinkle is my favorite example of why you shouldn't listen to anyone when you make music who gives a shit about mixing about if it's good about if it matters about anything but you putting that shit out. That song is the same bullshit looped over and over with kicks that progressively get more aggressive and that eventually get so loud it ruins the mix and nothing is audible except for what little cries of hope can squeeze out from the crushing pain of a distortion chain. It is goreshit's most popular track. An artist with genuine award winning compositional skill that could score movies culmination of all his power according to the internet is that and a basic dnb album that he despises. keep making music. keep surviving .
one day you will all be PISSED u didn't listen 2 my music. u will be trying to flirt with the bouncer saying u followed me on tumblr 10 years ago and the bouncer (transfem) will be like oh fuck yeah come in don't tell her it was me and then I'll smell the evil on you and pounce on you 20 feet away fromtne stage while performing breakheart and start mauling you . Because I really needed the money from that 5 dollar ticket price u didn't pay . sorry
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When the people writing about sex workers aren't part of the community themselves or see us as nothing more than scandalizing subjects to profit from, you see less honest depictions and a lack of compensation for the stories that are shared. I firmly believe that when asking sex workers to share highly personal events and perspectives, they should be compensated for that work and respected throughout the process.
That's why this anthology has such a large funding goal for a book, with so many sex workers' writing being included. This allows all sex workers a chance to contribute regardless of their income, because they are paid for their time. When it comes to trans and intersex sex workers specifically, there's very little literature about us and when we are able to create projects they're often small-scale zines or include a narrow range of people. As a community, we deserve better than that.
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gang this is so weird... I couldn't help but notice that this isn't fully funded yet? it's REALLY close! but not quite there, and there are only a little over two days left to make it happen. let's get some more backers/reblogs, yeah?
*weeps uncontrollably at 9 o'clock in the morning*
God, I love randos on the internet who just want to be kind.
In the Edit Mode of Super Mario Maker 2, each piece of music consists of 7 separate tracks that fade in and out independently of each other, creating a dynamic soundscape.
One of the tracks of the Ghost House theme in the Super Mario 3D World game style is a haunting vocal not corresponding to anything in the actual level music. Here is the individual vocal track, extracted from the game in an isolated form.