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bbwgigs · 1 year ago
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BBWgigs: EXWHITE (DE) live in Sofia | 17.05.2024
EXWHITE са добре познати в DIY музикалната сцена на Хале и сред самоиздаващите пънкове в цяла Германия. Групата е издала няколко касети, EP-та и LP-та, сред които касетата "Disco" за Phantom Records пре�� 2019 г., и 12-инчовият мини албум "Estray", издаден от Turbo Discos през 2022 г. Записите на EXWHITE могат да се намерят в добре заредените магазини за плочи в източна и западна Германия, но като цяло бандата остава скрито бижу. "This Is Future" е първият им дългосвирещ албум на винил, който ще имаме възможност да чуем на живо и в София.
Музиката им е дръзка и мръсна, хаотична и шумна, с остри, гаражни китари и крещящи, понякога мелодични вокали. Подходящa за любители на гаражен рок, танцувален пост-пънк и мелодичен хардкор.
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denimecho · 9 months ago
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DISCO KILLER_PAGE_01 [ "Turbo Killer" - Carpenter Brut music video study ]
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turboputt03 · 5 months ago
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Today's quote comes from Electrochemistry!
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(praying tumblr mobile doesn't fuck up the pic)
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niormalontumler · 3 months ago
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top 3 games i ve have and but ive been meaning to play
hylics
disco elysium
how fish is made
honoerable mentions i iahve playd a bit of but need to play more
Dredge (finish it)
R2D2 (Red 2ead Dedemption 2) (play more)
Dishonored (startd it agai and play more)
Hades (finish it)Tiny Terry's Turbo Trip (i dont wnat it to end)
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mymelodic-chapel · 1 year ago
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Chromeo- Fancy Footwork (Nu-Disco, Funktronica, Electro-Disco) Released: May 8, 2007 [Turbo Recordings/ Last Gang Records] Producer(s): Chromeo
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karmicrespite · 6 months ago
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Jokes aside I love remembering how someone apparently was scared of Harry's portrait in Disco Elysium and people joked about it being his normal face, only for me to remember that it could be worse as this is the starting portrait:
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Oh god why does it have his ugly ass face as the app icon
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trevlad-sounds · 1 year ago
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Penguin Prison Animal Animal Sebastien Tellier Benny Jean Tonique Dynomite Chromeo Don’t Walk Away Pacific! Hot lips Chromeo Needy Girl (Zdar dub mix) Pacific! Break Your Social System Laid Back Cocaine Cool - Lulu Rouge Edit The Books Beautiful People Mika We Are Golden Siriusmo Gummiband Breakbot Baby I'm Yours��(feat. Irfane) The Samps Peppergood MillionYoung Hammock Sebastien Tellier Kilometer
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turbo-systems · 2 years ago
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T.M Revolution- DISCORdanza Try My Remix~ Single Collections (June 28, 2000)
Yes. TMR officially has an nonstop eurobeat/disco remix album of his singles from 96 to 99. Unsurprisingly, its catchy and make use of different remixing techniques that highlight each part of every song. The remix names are goofy and I enjoy listening to this album in my spare time.
Just a problem I have is that they did not put Pin Up Lady (the B side to Umbilical Lady Venus) in this album and instead replaced it with Joker G-Code mix, the self? titled song from Triple Joker. I am a lil mad but it’s whateves.
I give it a 7/10, my favorite song on this album is WILD RUSH (Spice Cat U-Mix) cuz its so catchy.
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odysseyeurobeat · 1 year ago
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Literally just me gushing about eurobeat
Y'know what? Tumblr, you get a little treat. I don't have much better of a place to post something long-winded like this, so here we are.
I love eurobeat music. Big surprise from the girl with it in her handle, right? But I don't just love one kind of eurobeat. No, I'd go so far as to say I love it all. This genre becomes an absolute buffet of delightful, energetic, silly fun when you forget about trying to look for ways it "doesn't count", and try to look for the ways it does.
I love early eurobeat! I love the stuff that's indistinguishable from early Italo Disco, the formative things where the tempo was still low and the disco vibes were still high! That's Eurobeat and the first few volumes of Super Eurobeat are great for this!
I love later eurobeat, too! Even if some of the sounds aren't always my favorites, I love that folks were trying new things and dabbling with new sounds, experimenting in ways that in previous years seemed prohibited! Comparing some aliases who have been going for multiple decades from this period to when they started is also super fun!
I love traditional eurobeat, if I could pick a name for it! Faster, more rave-influenced, whether or not it's still got some disco elements in it, themes about nightclubs and love and loss and betrayal and that ever-ubiquitous fire! Maharajah Night has some great examples, leading into the bulk of pre-200 Super Eurobeat volumes!
I love J-Euro! It turns out, folks in Japan have different ideas and tastes and approach the genre VERY differently than the folks in Italy do, and I love how it sounds! I love how the sound design is so different and the speed jumps a little higher!
I love indie eurobeat! I love hearing how new and amateur producers take a crack at the sound, and seeing what folks do as the tools for making it grow and evolve! Even virtual versions of the synths the masters used to use are available now, and it's fantastic to hear how those things sound in new hands! I love the ways indie producers bend, break, and work around the rules of the genre and still deliver a uniquely "eurobeat" experience! Without this category, I would never have found DJ Command, DJ Bouche, Turbo, Vikas Beatbox, the Galaxian Recordings crew, and so, so many more!
I love happy eurobeat! The nature of the genre makes it so straightforward to pair its signature energy with joy, delight, empowerment!
I love sad eurobeat! That very same energy that powers joy and happiness can be just as powerful for driving home sorrow and sadness, and some lyrics even carry strong emotional weight (we're well past the days of eurobeat being only about Burning Love Car Baby Fire Desire Tonight Drift Tokyo, y'know)!
I love fandom eurobeat! Yup! Vocaloid, Touhou, MLP:FiM, Vtubers; whatever you may be a fan of, chances are good there's a eurobeat remix out there (or even an original) that suits your fancy!
I love Initial D eurobeat! How could I not, right? The classics are classics for a reason, and eurobeat and drift racing are a uniquely fantastic pair. Of all the things eurobeat could be about, it's one of a few that really knock it out of the park!
I love feminine eurobeat! Masculine eurobeat is great too, but it already gets a lot of love in the other categories, so I want to celebrate those eurobeat songs that feel quite the opposite while still being perfectly eurobeat! Eurobeat is broad enough to express feelings like this, too!
I love songs that aren't quite eurobeat, but have elements of it! And I love eurobeat songs that heavily include elements from other genres, too! Eurobeat is like any other genre-- it has not always had the same chances to rub shoulders with other sounds in the dance space, but when it does, some wonderful things happen! And the whole music world is enriched for that cross-pollenation!
I love the songs I used to dislike! To think I'd go from vastly disliking Norma Sheffield's discography, to adoring it so fully! Disliking "Higher Higher More and More" to seeking it out from time to time! Not being fond of SAIFAM/BBB's style, to knowing some of its songs by heart!
And most of all, I love that I get to MAKE this stuff for a living! I do not take the fact that this could've not worked out trivially, and I hope I've rewarded your patiences well with a lot of new favorites and starting points for diving deeper into the genre over the last... almost 20 years, now!
And that's just the tip of the iceberg! I understand some eurobeat isn't to everyone's taste, but I think if you haven't tasted all that there is out there, you owe it to yourself to see how you feel about it. You might be pleasantly surprised!
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lenoide · 1 year ago
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The Speed Game of Love
Toto x reader | comedy, crack humor (RuPaul's Drag Race bang), romance, fluff.
Summary: Three fierce queens will race for your love, but only one will win your heart. Could it be the spicy Carla LaTurbo Slayz, the fierce Adore D. Hammer, or the queen of England herself, GiGi Reigns? Or maybe that sexy host could get some! Hosted by the hot and only Toto Wolff. Author's note: It's short and fun. Y/N has the hots for Toto, as usual. Who doesn't?! Enjoy! Let me know your thoughts or if you have an idea, here I am."
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From the racing capital of the world is The Speed Game of Love.
And here is your host...
The hot and only Toto Wolff.
(Opening music plays, and the camera pans over the bright and sparkling stage. Toto Wolff is standing there in fullness, tallness, and hotness, just a few steps away from you. As you peek in from behind the entrance, he is looking as sexy as you expected that man to be, dressed in a sluty tight suit, his eyes set on you for a brief second making your knees and other regions jiggle as he starts the show).
"Welcome to the Speed Game of Love. I'm your hot, I mean host! Toto Wolff." he winks at you before moving to his mark at the cue.
(Cheers, gaps, and a loud moan come from the sound effect console as Toto passes a hand on his hair and smiles big and bright straight at the pro camera).
"Let's meet tonight's lucky heartracers!" he gestures with both arms to his left.
(Cut to a shot of the competitors, each one dressed in their best sickening drag looks, all sitting in white bar stool chairs next to each other)
"It's the Queen of tracks! And hearts! Adore D. Hammer!" Toto approaches a fierce-looking queen. "Ready to smash some?" Toto raises his eyebrows as he asks.
"Oh, dear, I'm more than keen for some hammer time!" Adore answers, thrusting with her hips slowly.
She's rocking a sparkly, sluty version of the iconic jumpsuit in neon yellow and black from MC Hammer's iconic "U Can't Touch This" music video, but cinched for the gods along with really high-platform sneakers.
The jumpsuit is embellished with rhinestones and sequins that shimmer and shine under the stage lights. Adore's dreadlocks hung loose around her ears but with a glamorous, over-the-top twist.
Her makeup is bold and bright, with bold eyeliner, vibrant eyeshadow, and a shining golden lip. Her skin is glowing with a subtle shimmery highlight that makes her look like she just stepped out of a disco ball.
Toto gives her a chuckle before moving along.
"Next, Carla LaTurbo Slayz!" He strolls to her, mic in hand. "Miss Turbo, I heard you got some horsepower tonight! How are you, honey?"
(After he asks the question, a loud moan is heard as a sound effect).
"I'm 'fuel'-tastic, Toto!" she blows a kiss to the camera and shows some lil' leg.
She's rocking a stunning, one-shoulder gown made from the finest silk in a rich, jewel-toned red that evokes the majestic flamenco dancers of Andalusia. The dress is fitted and figure-hugging, accentuating her curves in all the right places.
Her hair is a masterpiece; a few strategically placed braids and hairpins add a touch of Andalusian flair.
Her eyes are lined with bold, black kohl and smudged with shimmery gold eyeshadow to create a sultry, seductive gaze. Her lips are painted a deep, crimson red. Her accessories are chunky gold jewelry.
"Up next, it's GiGi Reigns. Is Your Highness ready to conquer this race?" Toto turns to her, bowing first.
"Keen to have a smooth pit stop and a great finish!" an old lady's voice with a thick Windsor accent answers.
She is rocking a look that's equal parts regal and ridiculous. She's donning a velvet-trimmed corset and hoop skirt that's so big it requires its own zip code.
The skirt is a riot of colors, with florals and patterns. GiGi's hair is a marvel; think Elizabeth I's famous ruff but on steroids! Her locks are styled in towering curls that resemble a pompadour.
Her makeup is a masterpiece of over-the-top opulence. Layers of foundation, blush, and powder are applied with the precision of the era, but they make her look old, really old, with wrinkles adorning her features.
Her accessories are an array of fake pearls that look like they belong on the Queen herself.
"Let's start your engines! Close that pit wall!" Toto instructs as the obstructing divider slides from the wall. It looks exactly like a pit wall fence but glamorous, all in metallic pink, blocking the view from both sides.  
As you are about to enter the stage, an empty, small white podium is waiting for you.
"Our wag tonight is from (Y/N's City/Country). Meet (Y/N's profession/studies), Y/N, Y/LN!" Toto introduces you as you step in, smiling at him.
"Mmm, you look good!" Toto runs his eyes all over your body as he approaches you and offers a hand to help you step on the podium.
You feel the heat instantly.
"What brings you smoking gear around here? Did your engine overheat?" Toto addresses you, starting to lean closer to you.
"I'm just looking for touch at this point!" you answer, plain and honest.
(Aww noises come from the sound effect panel).
"Uhmmhu!" Toto gets closer to you than his mark on the floor suggests. He gestures to you to articulate more as he stands by your side, slowly sliding a hand down on your back.
How you react to his touch makes him smile naughtily.
In between a nervous giggle, you explain: "I tried the apps and whatnot, but nothing worked, so my friends suggested I come here to speed up the process. You know, to look for something accelerated, fast-paced." You wink at him, gaining confidence, feeling his eyes traveling down your lips and neck.
"Oh, so you like it fast-paced? Who doesn't like to get their flag chequered hard!" Toto keeps your game of innuendos, flirting with you along.
You nod and bite your lip; he arches his eyebrow slightly.
"Then, you came to the right place!" his voice is deep, and he flexes his arm so you can enjoy the view of his muscles as Toto grabs his mic. "So, Y/N, here's how the game works: You ask the heartracers some questions, and they will try to win this lap for your heart with their answers. When the time runs out, you choose who steps into your podium. Are you ready to race?"
"I AM!" you feel pumped up!
(Engine noises are heard in the studio, indicating the start of the lap).
You read one of your cue cards. "Heartracer number one, finish the following sentence: If I was your car to run me on a race, you would leave me (blank...) at the end."
"In desperate need of a new set of wheels. Oh! I would run you relentlessly from one side of the circuit to the other!" Adore answers, jumping on her feet and doing the iconic MC Hammer moves, passing by in front of the other contestants.
You laugh and nod at the excellent answer. "And you, number two?"
"I would leave you revving for more! You would want me to run you down over and over again around these corners." LaTurbo answers with a very sexual voice, sliding her hand all over her body curves.
"And you, madam, number three?" you ask.
"At the finish line... eventually! I'm a lady of a certain age, darling." GiGi Reigns' elderly voice answers, making you and Toto burst into giggles.
"If it was me, I would have you shifting gears so hard that I would end up breaking you down. But that's me!" Toto jokes, inserting his answer there. "Let's move on to the next question, shall we, Y/N?"
"YES! Let me push that pedal all the way in!" you joke back.
"All the way in?!" Toto asks, now curious, in a high-pitched voice. "Fast-paced and all the way in. Taking notes!" He swaps his cue cards around.
"I think that one's hammer is starting to show! Haha," GiGi Reigns adds, inserting herself into the conversation, bumping Adore with her hand, and both of them taking a small peek at Toto's crotch.
"Please, give head, go ahead, I meant!" Toto jokes with you.
"Based on yourself, how would you prefer to be called if you were a fuel brand?" you ask the contestants.
"Piston Pumping, you gotta keep the hammering for miles long!" Adore gives her answer in perfect branding.
"Fuel-in' Around, just kidding," Carla waves her hand.
"The Lube for The Crown, cause at this age, darling, you need some extra help." GiGi slowly spreads open her legs, making rusted noises, cracking you up again.
"I'd be, Fuel Me Maybe, you know, like tonight, after this show," Toto flirts shamelessly as the game progresses, making it clear that he's interested in none other than you.
"Final question," you go ahead. "Imagine you are an F1 team. Sell yourself to me."
"On the Hammerella F1 Team, competition can't touch us! We are faster than you can say parachute pants!" Adore D. Hammer answers.
"On El Toro Racing, we are unleashing the bull full speed, with fury and passion and with a whole lot of rhythm, ahhhh." Carla LaTurbo's every word gets more sexual somehow as she answers your question, her hands going all over her neck and legs.
Finally is GiGi's turn: "On the Motor on the Bus, The Queen's Royal Racing Team, we race round and round, vroom and vroom, all through the town." She pauses before adding, "But with protocol, dear."
GiGi's stupid answer makes you gag.
"Oh, time is up! Y/N, who do you choose from our heartracers? Number one, two or three?" Toto comes near to you again.
Fuck! He smells so good! That's an arousing cologne.
(A dramatic pause comes before you turn straight at him to give your definitive answer).
"You," you point at Toto. "I choose you!" answering aloud to everyone's... actually... to no one's surprise!
"I'd love to take you for some good ol' laps!" he blows a kiss to you. "But first, let's meet the ones you didn't choose! Say hello to Adore D. Hammer."
"Oh! This hammer would have broken you in half, dear!" she jokes with you as she looks you up and passes along, thrusting the air on her way out.
"and Carla LaTurbo Slayz," Toto again shouts, extending his arm.
"This," she closes her hand at you, moving it around your body, "Has red flag all over," she says, belittling you as she goes out, pretending to be insulted by you rejecting her.
"Finally, GiGi Reigns! Madam..." Toto bows one last time.
GiGi takes her time walking there, making grunt noises as she grabs her back, complaining, making you two lose it.
"I, TOO, CAN COMMAND THE WIND, SIR!" She screams out of nowhere in the most Shakespearean voice, catching you two off guard.
Like GiGi got possessed for a second before she composes herself and gives "royal hand waves" politely as she dramatically exits.
"WHHAAT?" you say, catching your breath between laughs.
"Ready to blow my engine?" Toto triumphantly asks, holding you up like a trophy as he wraps his arm around your waist.
"Against the pit wall?!" you joke around, laughing on his lips, standing next to it.
"Another Speed Game of Love with a... happy ending! To me!" Toto winks. "Good night, everybody!"
(You two wave at the lense before you wrap him in a passionate kiss as the camera cuts to black)
You don't make it further than his dressing room.
The audio crew picks up the loud moans and smashing noises coming from there, as Toto is still wired, and they quickly turn off the equipment.
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stocious · 11 months ago
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WEEKLY TAG WEDNESDAY
thank you @heymacy, @energievie, @roryonic and @iandarling for tagging me! 🖤
name: kakakakkk
age: 30-sumsum
location: swedenland
top sheet, yes or no? gonna agree with evie, what is the purpose? if it is because of heat, it's never too hot for an actual duvet here.
how many stuffed animals do you own? one. it' a horse and his name is pållen (horsie)
the names of your pets (and the explanations behind them): i have no pets as of right now. but my late cat was turbo -> bobbo -> bobbodean. i named his turbo because of the extra toes
favorite color: purple, pretty close to tumblr purple
any tattoos? like 8 ish? + a sleeve that's 80% done. idk how to count, one goes toegther but they're on different legs
how you transport your belongings (purse, tote, hands, pockets, etc.): purse for going out, hands for going everywhere else. also i have bf and he has pockets on his pants! so sometimes his pockets
the last movie you watched: i watched super bad a week ago while i was fevering to all hell and i remember nothing
how long does it take you to get ready in the morning? idk, 10 minutes maybe? i don't even brush my hair anymore haha oops
favorite weather: warm but not hot. sunny but not blazing.
relationship status: six years with this fool (lovingly)
ice cream flavor of choice: i had the best raspberry sorbet the other day and i'm still thinking about it. but like raspberry or strawberry
first fandom: this one, can you believe it? maybe skins but i wasn't like involved like i am now
how many books have you read this year? i haven't held a book in years haha (sobbing)
first 4 words of your last notes app entry: tuesday 25 13-16. i needed to write down what time i was gonna do laundry ����
and finally, if you had to change your URL tomorrow, what would you change it to? i really really want a mickey url but i have been told i am forever stocious 😂 i have dirtyferalraccoonboy on hold though. maybe commonthugs too? idk 😂
tagging (if you wanna do it): @creepkinginc @transmurderbug @transmickey @deathclassic
@jrooc @mybrainismelted @sleepyheadgallavich @mickittotheman
@spacerockwriting @ian-galagher @blue-disco-lights @spookygingerr
@sgtmickeyslaughter @lee-ow and anyone else! 🖤🫂
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caderninhodabora · 2 months ago
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📓 FANFIC #06 — “Relatório Médico Real! ”
Protagonistas: @berenmequer & @naovaleknem1irininha
Capítulo 1 – Traumatismo por Beyblade (e Outras Vergonhas)
O corredor do hospital militar de São Petersburgo estava tão silencioso quanto o bom senso de um nobre russo em idade fértil. Berenice, enfermeira de plantão e vermelha de carteirinha — tanto no cabelo quanto na ideologia — marchava com seu jaleco impecavelmente abotoado e sua prancheta empunhada como se fosse uma espada.
Ela não tinha tempo para frivolidades. Amava sua rotina, odiava atrasos, desprezava dramas. E detestava, mais do que tudo, beyblades.
— Sala de emergência dois! — gritou alguém do rádio. — Trauma por objeto cortante rotativo… e… hã… lesão no ego?
Ela franziu o cenho.
— Isso é código para bêbado de novo? — perguntou, já calçando as luvas.
— Não. — A recepcionista fez uma careta. — É o príncipe Andrézinho.
— … Andrézinho?
Ela quase deixou o estetoscópio cair.
O Andrézinho era uma figura lendária no reino. Terceiro príncipe da Rússia, famoso por três coisas:
Ter o título de nobre mais cancelado da internet por posts antigos questionáveis sobre panquecas com caviar.
Ter sido o rosto oficial da campanha "Use sua coroa com responsabilidade".
E, claro… por ser um competidor fanático de beyblade em eventos beneficentes para crianças — onde ele sempre levava as competições extremamente a sério.
Ao entrar na sala, Berenice deu de cara com uma cena de pura decadência imperial.
Lá estava ele. Caído numa maca, com o cabelo loiro bagunçado, a coroa num canto do chão (de onde ela suspeitava que nunca deveria ter saído), um corte no supercílio, e — pasmem — um disco de beyblade enroscado na camisa da Gucci.
— Boa noite — disse ela, fria como gelo da Sibéria. — Sou Berenice, enfermeira responsável. Qual o seu grau de estupidez de zero a “me acidentei com brinquedo de criança”?
— Boa noite, enfermeira Berenice — respondeu ele, com um sorriso fraco. — Digamos… "nível Supremo".
Ela revirou os olhos. Começava bem.
— O que exatamente aconteceu?
— Estávamos organizando um campeonato infantil para arrecadar fundos para… algo nobre. — Ele fez uma pausa. — A verdade é que um garoto de oito anos me desafiou. Eu aceitei. Estávamos na rodada final. Ele lançou o “Dragoon X4000 Turbo”. Eu perdi o equilíbrio. E a dignidade.
Ela suspirou. Profundamente.
— E esse corte?
— O beyblade ricocheteou na parede e me acertou no rosto. Fui nocauteado por um brinquedo de plástico. — Ele ergueu uma sobrancelha. — Fico bonito com pontos?
— Você vai ficar bonito com um colar cervical, se continuar se mexendo desse jeito.
Ela aproximou-se e começou a limpar o ferimento, com a precisão de quem já fizera isso milhares de vezes — mas com um tique nervoso no canto do olho. Era o príncipe. Era o príncipe com um disco giratório colado no peito. Ela precisava de férias.
— Preciso te avisar que a imprensa está surtando. — Ele murmurou, encarando o teto. — O palácio quer que eu dê uma declaração, mas… sinceramente? Eu só queria sumir.
— Devia ter pensado nisso antes de gritar “por Althara!” e se jogar em cima de uma criança com uma beyblade, né?
Ele riu, e a risada foi baixa, meio enfraquecida pelo tom dramático, mas genuinamente divertida.
— Você viu o vídeo?
— Está em todo o TikTok. Tem até remix com dubstep.
Ele gemeu.
— Meu pai vai me exilar na Finlândia.
— Que sorte. Eles têm um sistema de saúde decente.
Enquanto ela aplicava os pontos, ele a observava. Seus olhos eram intensos, e Berenice odiava admitir — até para si mesma — que ele era bonito. Não o tipo de beleza clássica e austera dos retratos reais. Mas o tipo de homem que consegue te convencer a fugir de um casamento para pular num lago congelado, apenas com uma piscadinha e um “confia”.
— Enfermeira Berenice? — ele disse, de repente. — Posso te pedir uma coisa completamente absurda?
Ela parou. A experiência dizia que frases assim nunca traziam boas notícias.
— Fale. Mas saiba que a resposta é “não”, caso envolva um campeonato de ioiô.
— E se a gente fingisse que estávamos namorando?
Silêncio.
— Você está delirando. — Ela pegou o termômetro. — Sintomas de concussão. Fala sem sentido.
— Não, é sério! A mídia acha que eu sou um completo desastre emocional. Mas se eu aparecer com alguém… estável… sensata… com um jaleco… eles talvez pensem que eu amadureci.
Ela ficou imóvel por um segundo.
— Você quer que eu… finja ser sua namorada?
— Por algumas semanas só. Até o palácio esquecer o incidente da beyblade. Depois a gente "termina por incompatibilidade de rotinas", sabe como é.
— Você precisa de gelo. Na cabeça.
— Eu pago pizza. E gasolina. E talvez um spa. E um relógio caro de agradecimento.
Ela suspirou.
— Uma condição.
— Qualquer uma.
Ela o fitou com olhos sérios.
— Se me envolver nisso, você vai pro check-up todos os dias. E se não obedecer minhas recomendações médicas, eu conto à imprensa que você chorou quando a criança te chamou de “princeso”.
Ele sorriu, colocando a mão no coração.
— Enfermeira Berenice, acho que acabei de me apaixonar.
Ela enfaixou o braço dele com mais força do que o necessário.
— Ótimo. Vai amar usar tala pelos próximos sete dias.
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denimecho · 8 months ago
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DISCO KILLER_PAGE_02
[ "Turbo Killer" - Carpenter Brut music video study ]
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turboputt03 · 5 months ago
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Here's day two!
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"Cuno made himself into Cuno. Cuno can make himself into *anything*. Cuno can make himself into a pig, if he wants. Cuno can make himself into a f*****. Cuno doesn't give a shit."
I love this little rat bastard. surprisingly colorful backround as well
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randomvarious · 2 years ago
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Chicago House Playlist
Alright, folks, here's something that's been a long time coming: a playlist of house tunes that came from the city that gave birth to the global phenomenon in the first place, and also kickstarted the whole evolution of electronic dance music as we currently know it. When house music began, most dancefloors had moved on from disco to a mishmash of post-disco, boogie, hi-NRG, dance-pop, synthy funk, electro, freestyle, and a whole lot of other stuff, but there was something different that started to brew itself into a movement during the mid-1980s among a predominantly black, gay crowd in the city where disco had first been symbolically murdered in 1979.
And eventually, it became known as house music, named after both The Warehouse, the place that the genre's godfather, Frankie Knuckles, would have residency, and the posters that would be hung up to advertise the venue's events, which referred to 'house parties' and 'house music.' The Warehouse would open up in the late 70s and close in the early 80s, but in 1983, Frankie would open up his own club, The Power House, which would then change its name to the Power Plant, and then change its name again to The Music Box, after another legendary house DJ, Ron Hardy, would take up residency there.
So, a lot of this playlist channels the greatness of some of those halcyon Chicago house days. And so much of it is just pure, primordial dance music bliss; lighthearted, unserious, super fun, revolutionary grooves. There was an amateurishness to a lot of it back then that gave it a significant level of goofy charm, and that's something that seems to have gotten mostly left behind as the music continued to grow into the 90s. Songs like "Move Your Body," by Marshall Jefferson, which opened with this rich and clanging, jauntily unpolished piano rag of sorts, was so infectious, and Curtis McClain's plainly bad, but passionate singing voice that would follow that iconic intro couldn't help but be adored too. And the song on this playlist that currently comes after that one, "Love Can't Turn Around," by Farley "Jackmaster" Funk & Jesse Saunders, is in much the same vein, as featured vocalist Darryl Pandy goes over-the-top berserk to start his second verse, making for another song that you really just can't resist 🥰.
Another total favorite of mine on here is one that was produced by Frankie Knuckles himself: "Let the Music Use You," by the Night Writers, which is a near-eight minute masterpiece that has a divine, string-pad-and-bell-laden beat that immediately shows you why Frankie was revered as such a master of his own craft. And that beat gets paired beautifully with Ricky Dillard's soft and tender, heartfelt vocals too.
And then there's Kevin Irving's "Children of the Night," which features his excellent, soulful voice on a beat that combines string pads with prickly electro stabs, and was made by Larry Sherman, the founder of the most important label in the history of Chicago house itself, Trax Records, which has also caught a lot of flak over the years for its shady business practices.
A couple more notes: first, be forewarned that the track that starts this playlist is another tremendous classic, "Mind Games," by Quest— which features the voice of Liz Torres and some great and dreamy freestyle-type synth work—but even though it's on Spotify, it is, unfortunately, pretty damn scratchy. Luckily, I was able to include a much cleaner version on the YouTube version of this playlist, though 😊. And second, I like to keep these playlists as chronologically ordered as possible, but I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out when Screamin' Rachael's "Bip Bop" was actually made. It has an aggressive male rap vocal on it that's reminiscent of Turbo B's on Snap!'s "The Power," so it could be from that early 90s period, but I really don't know. So I just put it at the end, where it will stay until I one day possibly figure out when it was actually created.
This playlist is ordered as chronologically as possible and links are provided below to songs that have been posted about previously in order to give them more context:
Quest - "Mind Games" Marshall Jefferson - "Move Your Body" Farley "Jackmaster" Funk & Jesse Saunders - "Love Can't Turn Around" On the House - "Pleasure Control" Housemaster Boyz - "House Nation" Ralphi Rosario - "You Used to Hold Me" Night Writers - "Let the Music Use You" Dalis - "Rock Steady" Kevin Irving - "Children of the Night" Bam Bam - "Where's Your Child?" Paul Johnson - "3rd Dimension (Remixed by Armando)" Screamin' Rachael - "Bip Bop"
And while there are some incredible moments in that Spotify playlist, I still have way more Chicago house music to show you in the YouTube version. Some tracks that stand out in this bonus crop are the first one, the silly and campy "Undercover," by Doctor Derelict, which has about 3,500 plays on YouTube across a couple uploads; another one from Frankie Knuckles, which is a rare remix of his very popular "Baby Wants to Ride" that has ~31.6K plays, and features some political opining from vocalist Jamie Principle, and even a detouring interpolation of "America the Beautiful" in its second half (😆); and then one from a later era of Chicago—'99, to be exact—called "Testing & Balancing," by Jimminy Cricket, aka James Curd, that has around 170 plays and liberally samples from Al Green's soul classic, "Love & Happiness."
Doctor Derelict - "Undercover" Jungle Wonz - "The Jungle" Steve "Silk" Hurley - "House Beat Box" On the House - "Ride the Rhythm"Libra Libra - "I Like It" Paris Grey - "Don't Make Me Jack" Liz Torres - "Can't Get Enough" Frankie Knuckles - "Baby Wants to Ride" On the House - "Let's Get Busy" Mister Lee - "Come to House" Jimminy Cricket - "Testing & Balancing"
And this playlist is also on YouTube Music.
So, with the Spotify version of this playlist, we currently have 12 songs that total an hour and 16 minutes, and with YouTube, we're at 23 songs that total 2 hours and 24 minutes. Clearly, there are a whole lot more goodies in that YouTube one.
And if you want a Chicago house playlist that's a bit shorter, I have one that's made of stuff that's solely from the 80s too.
1980s Chicago House: Spotify / YouTube / YouTube Music
Enjoy!
More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!
Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!
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williamstea · 8 days ago
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What are each of the guys' favorite songs or song genres? I feel like William listens to like 70s and 80s music but that's just me, lol.
Anyways, love ya! Hope you've been having a great night/day! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)⁠❤
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William:
Genre: Classical, Opera, 70s/80s Disco & Glam Rock (He's a music lover, but he's more into classics.)
Love Me Normally – Will Wood
Control – Halsey
"La donna è mobile" – from Rigoletto
Creep – Radiohead (yes, unironically)
Take Me to Church – Hozier (dramatically, in his study)
Tear You Apart – She Wants Revenge (A little on the nose, but he doesn’t care.)
Madame Lulu – Amedeo Tommasi (For those moments of eerie contemplation.)
The Phantom Of The Opera – Andrew Lloyd Webber (Fitting, isn't it?) (vers. from Musical)
Dancing Queen – ABBA (Secretly dances to this in his office.)
Notre-Dame de Paris Musical (Loves the tragic romanticism.)
Dancing Queen – ABBA (Secretly dances to this in his office.)
Echo :
Genre: Video Game OSTs, Synthwave, Cyberpunk Beats .
Bergentrückung + ASGORE Themes – Undertale OST (A classic.)
The Only Thing They Fear Is You – DOOM Eternal OST (For when he’s in a mood.)
Megalovania – Undertale OST (For particularly chaotic debugging sessions.)
Cyberpunk 2077 Theme – Marcin Przybyłowicz (Ambient coding music.)
Turbo killer – Carpenter Brut (For when the system is being stubborn.)
Le Perv – Carpenter Brut (Aggressive typing energy.)
Matthew:
Genre: Alternative, Indie, Emo
IDFC – blackbear (His go-to "I’m done with today" song.)
505 – Arctic Monkeys (Dramatic yearning vibes.)
Breezeblocks – alt-J (Poetic and a little unhinged—like him.)
Do I Wanna Know? – Arctic Monkeys (A classic things for Matthew.)
I Bet on Losing Dogs – Mitski (Secretly cries to this.)
Little Dark Age – MGMT (His cleaning shift aesthetic.)
Helena –My Chemical Romance
Damien:
Genre: Industrial, Darkwave, Military Cadence, Rock
Seven Nation Army – The White Stripes (Instant focus mode.)
Military Fashion Show – And One (Nostalgia for his army days.)
River – Bishop Briggs (For when he needs to feel something.)
Iron – Woodkid
Dog Days Are Over – Florence + The Machine (Secretly sings along when no one’s watching.)
Believer – Imagine Dragons (Gym motivation.)
Army Dreamers – Kate Bush (A melancholic favorite.)
Hass und Liebe – Miss Construction (For when he’s in a brooding mood.)
Fahrradsattel – Pisse (German songs? Yes.)
Driving with my darling – And One (Late-night drives, no destination.)
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Some stickers with guys as a bonus (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ), Because why not? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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