#r.i.p. andy

[iamdangerace]

The Smiths, What Difference Does It Make? (7" version)(1984).

[mannyblacque]

Captain Holt making Jake cry makes me cry 😭

[lookingformoondrop]

NAJDNWKKRKW U WRITE FOR THE COFFIN OF ANDY AND LEYLEY?

You're the first person I see writing to themmm I'm so happy. Can I ask Something with leyley ? If not, No problem, I accept anything

Ashley Graves (Leyley) x Reader

TW: Everyone has a foul mouth and Ashley is a little shit (oh, really?), mentions of the devil's tango (sex, gasp!), Ashley is manipulative (remember kids, never stay with someone if they act like this during arguments, even if they're goth mommies).

♥︎ I'm not sure if the people crave X Reader or just headcannons with the Graves siblings, so if this isn't what you had in mind, you're always welcome to shoot me another ask. I'm so sorry this took so long to write ;-; Thank you for your patience!<3 ♥︎

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If you ever asked about 15-year-old Ashley Graves, you'd be told one of these three things;

"She's a little psycho. I'm pretty sure she'd choke out a teacher if they looked at her brother wrong."

"She's always the odd one out. If only she was nice like her brother, she wouldn't be such a lonely freak."

"Pretty like the devil is sly."

These comments always alluded you. Ashley was by far the prettiest girl in class, and even if she was a bit curt to the teachers, she had these blossoming eyes and rich smile whenever she walked by.

One day, after watching the girls mock Ashley for the second time that day, you decided to walk up to Ashley.

Ashley's gaze out of the window quickly turned towards you as you sat down on the other side of her desk. She slowly eyed you up and down.

"Uh, I'm Y/N," you offered weakly.

"Is this about my brother?" Ashely held her face in her hand with a bored stare. "Because if this is about my brother, know that he's already called for..."

You quickly shook your head, "Don't take any offense, but I don't really care about who your brother is...I'm more interested in you."

Ashely looked startled by this statement. A small blush dusting her cheeks. She had spent a lot of time making quitters and hussies run from her marshmallow-spine brother who didn't know any better, and if she learned anything it was that they would say and do whatever it took to get closer to him.

Ashley scoffed and looked out the window again, "Yeah, right, you're probably just saying that so that I'll let you meet him."

You sighed and laid your head in your arms,

"I want to play with you... not your dumb brother."

Ashley gave you a quick glance. She chewed her bottom lip as she thought about it.

"Fine. But if I catch you trying to hang out with my brother, I'm going to punish you!"

You shrugged off that last part and nodded passionately.

Ashley didn't know what it was about you that made her laugh easily, and force the malice out of her body, but it pissed her off.

Day after day, you'd run after her with some sort of treat, present, or a friendly smile that made her day.

One day, you had come to school with a surprise;

"Jesus christ Ashley, did you fish that out of the dumpster?" Andrew walked into the laundry room and saw Ashley standing in front of the washing machine with a very deformed and crusted teddy bear in her hands.

"Y/N gave em' to me," Ashley pulled her hand away, a sticky substance connecting her hand to the deformed bears head.

Andrew was taken aback and quickly snatched the bear from Ashley's hands with a simple (grossed out) finger.

"Fucking gross Ashely! Why the fuck would she give that to you?!" He made a move towards the trash bags in the shelve, but Ashley took back the teddy bear before he could do anything.

"Don't snatch things from other people's hands, you jackass!" She held the bear close to her chest despite shivering from the unknown wetness the bear had.

Andrew visibly cringed and searched Ashley's face for some sort of explanation.

"Y/N had won this at a carnival she went to over the weekend and thought I'd like it," Ashley dangled the bear from paw to paw.

"Well if it came from a carnival then why does it look like it was gangbanged-"

"I'm getting to it!" She sighed with annoyance.

"I had thought it was some stupid ploy to get to you, so I might have...thrown it down a sewer." She shrugged that last part like it was naturally the most obvious reaction to a gift.

"While it was down there, I think the rats decided to have a piece of Teddy's face and stuffing and well... the sewer, too." At the word 'sewer', both of them looked at the drenched teddy bear that dripped ominously with disease.

Andrew put his head in his hands and sighed into them, "Why are you like this? Y/N tried doing something nice, and you...let it be beaten to death by rats."

Ashley shrugged and observed the gross teddy bear in her hands, despite it being jizzed up it was cute with its (seemingly darker...) brown fur and button nose. On its chest was a pink stitched heart that read, "I told the stars about you ☆."

Maybe it was a little dramatic to throw it in the sewer, but she wasn't about to admit that. After all, she had to get this damn teddy bear back somehow, and that was enough to convince the next guy over she regretted it.

"Do you want me to clean it?" Andrew mumbled from his hands.

"What?" Ashley hadn't realized she was zoning out.

"I said, do you want me to clean it?" Andrew looked at her with tired eyes.

Ashley thought about it for a moment and then reluctantly handed the bear to Andrew, who pinched its ear to minimize the most physical contact with the dumpster fire.

That night, while Ashley was lying in bed, she thought about why you had decided to give her the bear. Maybe it really was a ploy to get closer to her brother... but Ashley couldn't help but have fun with you. Maybe, just maybe, she could enjoy this friendship a little longer.

For the next couple of weeks, you and Ashley would hang out in spots around the city.

You'd go to the movies, window shopping, clubs (mostly to get thrown out by the bouncer), food joints, and greasy taco trucks.

Ashley would come home with a pleasant smile on her face. Oftentimes, being teased by Andrew, who said he was "finally glad Ashley found a friend."

However, this didn't mean that you were safe from Ashley's tantrums. Whenever you talked to Andrew for too long or made plans with other friends, Ashley would start crying.

This became increasingly obvious when you started becoming more acquainted with Andrew.

"I thought you were my friend Y/N! I should've known you just want Andy all to yourself! I knew it! You don't care about me at all!"

"What!? No! I was just trying to ask the time-"

"I knew it! You're fake, fake, fake!! You're only hanging out with me because of my brother. You're so selfish! Well fine, since you like him so fucking much then leave! And while we're at it, why don't you just fuck him since that's all you're good for anyways!"

Ashley laughed as she dug her fingernails into your shoulders, "Everyone is just slutting around for my brother! Including you! I should've known! I should've known!-"

In a moment, your lips were on Ashley's, instantly shutting you up.

When you pulled away, Ashley stood there shocked. Her fingernails were no longer digging into your skin but rather grazing your shoulder blades.

"Would someone obsessed with your brother do that?"

Ashley opened her mouth to speak but closed it instead. She looked down and shook her head.

"I love you, Leyley, but has anyone told you you're exhausting to be with?"

Ashley nodded and rested her head on your shoulder, "You're the one that talked to me first, Y/N. You don't get to complain."

You sighed and wrapped your arms around her. Clicking your tongue as you took a moment to process all the foul things Ashley said in the heat of the moment.

"You know, everyone was right. You're kind of a psycho." You looked at Ashley's face.

"And?" She scoffed,

"It doesn't bother me."

Ashley smiled into your shirt, "You're stuck with me,"

"Forever~"

Thank you for the ask!<3

[gotankgo]

Jimmy Carter (1976)

• Andy Warhol

© The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts, Inc.

[where-fading-princesses-live]

Elizabeth MacRae was most known for playing the Southern Belle ''Lou-Ann Poovie'', Gomer's girlfriend in The Andy Griffith Show spin-off series Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C. (1964-1969). She also provided the voice of Ladyfish in the Don Knotts movie, The Incredible Mr. Limpet (1964). She had a long acting career in other notable classic movies and TV shows such as Gunsmoke, Bonanza, I Dream of Jeannie, Rawhide, The Fugitive, and so many others. Ms. MacRae sadly passed away on May 27th early in the morning in a nursing home in her native North Carolina. She died peacefully in her sleep from natural causes. She was 88. Her caretaker Mary told me she loved the drawing and the gifts I sent her. 🥹 (In the picture Mary shared with me, ''Betsy'' as friends called her was wearing two friendship bracelets my friend Catherine made her.)

Sadly, she was one of two surviving cast members from Gomer Pyle, U.S.M.C. Now, only Ronnie Schell (Duke Slater) is still with us at 93 years old.

We love you, Betsy. Keep singing your ''Old Black Magic'' wherever you are.

RIP beautiful Angel 💔

[helloparkerrose]

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Photo Credit: Getty Images

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Remembering Robbie Robertson (July 5, 1943 – August 9, 2023)

The Band only lasted eight years after the release of their 1968 debut LP, Music From Big Pink, but during that time they forever changed the pop-culture landscape by releasing brilliant Americana music at the peak of the psychedelic movement. Their first album sent shockwaves through the industry, inspiring Eric Clapton to break up Cream, the Beatles to attempt their own stripped-back project with Let It Be, and a pair of young British songwriters named Elton John and Bernie Taupin to begin writing and recording their own material.

Robertson took on the role as the group’s leader, writing the majority of their songs and pushing them forward when substance abuse issues and infighting threatened their existence. It was also his decision to pull the plug on the group in 1976 when he couldn’t take it anymore, setting the stage for their legendary farewell concert The Last Waltz.

Before the Band began making their own music, Robertson was one of Bob Dylan’s key collaborators, playing guitar on Blonde on Blonde and convincing the songwriter to hire the other members of his group as his backing band. They toured the world in 1965 and 1966, facing a torrent of boos by enraged folk purists. “His friends, his advisors, and everyone told him to blow us off and start from scratch,” Robertson said in 1987. “And it took a tremendous amount of courage for him not to do that.”

By Andy Greene, Rolling Stone

[h/t Don's Tunes]

[depecherose]

Appreciation post to Andy Fletcher🎂

Today is your birthday, even if him are in a different world than this one. Andy was the balance of the band and had something of a father figure. May he be on God's side supporting and protecting Dave and Martin🙏🏻🌠

Lots of love and bananas for you Fletcher!💛🍌🥰

[mbat]

wait, the two 22 minute special episodes were literally about family history for both of stevens parents. wild

[lyrasky]

Depeche Mode【A Question Of Time】和訳 背徳と偽善 Hypocrisy and Immorality

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Lyraのブログでは、大好き過ぎて良く取り上げてしまうバンドやアーティストが幾つかある。人間なので、好き嫌いはあるから仕方がないもの。でもなるべく様々な作品を分け隔てなく載せたいものだから、最近は「好き」より「今の気分」で選ぶようにしております。 そのせいで大好きなDepeche Modeを取り上げていなかった為、私の中の本質がDepeche Modeを欲してる！(笑)。 今日はお久しブリーフのデペッシュ・モードの彼らが本質を曝け出し始めた時期の曲【Question Of The Time】を解説します。 Continue reading Depeche Mode【A Question Of Time】和訳 背徳と偽善 Hypocrisy and Immorality

[iamdangerace]

The Smiths

[celeste-clearwater-06]

okay, there's a trend that came and went on tiktok a while ago of people reading their lists of modern day things they think characters would have loved if it were in their time. i will never EVER get tired of watching them and those vids heavily inspired this post 😭 (ALSO FIRST WRITING SINCE IVE BEEN BACK LETS GOOOO)

so without further ado...

rip thorin's company, you would have loved... (pt. 1)

thorin

r.i.p. thorin, you would have loved lord huron

rick grimes from the walking dead

wet brushes

google maps

making a secret thirst trap account on tiktok

bilbo

r.i.p. bilbo, you would have loved trader joes

ring doorbells

facebook neighborhood watch

swiffer wet jet

keeping up with the kardashians

gandalf

r.i.p. gandalf you would have loved life360

caines chicken

st. louis city museum

grammarly

child harnesses

fìli

r.i.p. fìli, you would have loved Instagram reels

sad older sibling tiktoks

caseoh

0.5x pictures

hello kitty/sanrio girls

kìli

r.i.p. kìli you would have loved mewing

native hair wash

tiktok

snapchat streaks

photodumping on instagram

dwalin

r.i.p. dwalin you would have loved planet fitness

to catch a predator with jim hansen

the will smith slap drama

dude wipes

teenage mutant ninja turtles

balin

r.i.p.balin you would have loved ibuprofen

turbotax

eBay

low quality inspirational quotes on facebook

air fryers

bofur

r.i.p. bofur you would have loved impractical jokers

the superbowl

cringey minion memes

andy bernard from the office

snoop dog

ori

r.i.p. ori you would have loved minecraft

selling stuff on etsy

aesthetic pinterest boards

the perks of being a wallflower

spotify premium

dori

r.i.p. dori you would have loved five minute crafts

the pioneer woman cookbook

abba

hgtv

temu

(i forgot there's a 10 image limit😞)

lemme know if you guys want a part 2 !! it feels great getting to write whatever i want again!! love you guys so much!! also please send me requests cause i need to get these creative juices back into the flow of things 😭🙏 thank you! 🩷💘💞🌷🌸🌺

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[imafish000]

Wrong target!

Cameron by: @rarestdoge

Postman and his lil buddy🦆

[rockingreads]

Johnny Rogan: Morrissey & Marr: The Severed Alliance -- The Definitive Story of The Smiths (1992)

Morrissey: Autobiography (2013)

Are we still mad at Morrissey? Were we ever NOT mad at him? And what are we mad at him for now? Race, politics, gender ... for refusing to reform The Smiths? I'm not very good at keeping up with the latest gossip and "who's canceled" scoreboard.

Well, it's Pride Month and I'm about to get into real trouble with my LGBTQIA+ friends for associating the semi-disgraced, sexually ambivalent, and oft-controversial singer with their already embattled yearly observation.

So maybe I'll just shut up (too late) and talk about these two books, which I read in quick succession a few years ago ...

Johnny Rogan's Morrissey & Marr: The Severed Alliance notably managed to eschew much of the rampant sycophancy that taints too many discussions of one of Britain's all-time-great songwriting partnerships; this is biography, not hagiography.

If anything, Rogan is especially harsh with Morrissey, never hesitating to expose his perplexing complexities, caustic personality, and endless contradictions, while hardly sanctifying Marr either, and unsentimentally assessing both the friendship and tensions that fueled their rare creative alchemy.

Finally, I learned a lot about The Smiths' mercurial run through the 1980s (even living in Europe, aware of many post-punk bands, I didn't register them until years later) and their peculiar internal dynamics, including the oft-overshadowed and underrated contributions of bassist Andy Rourke (R.I.P.) and drummer Mike Joyce.

Morrissey obviously hated it ... every word, so he eventually penned his own, simply named Autobiography, to set the record straight, or at least settle the score with his many enemies, both real and imagined -- what's the difference, anyway?

And whatever you think of Moz, he finally gives fans some valuable insights into his Manchester outsider's upbringing, his obsessive musical fandom, his pivotal hook-up with Marr, and The Smiths' meteoric career, as well as more invective than you want to hear about the subsequent trial -- plus his solo exploits.

But Morrissey spins just as many new enigmas in his familiarly idiosyncratic voice: witty, articulate, poetic, passionate, biting, catty, cruel, even kind, sometimes, but always melodramatic and self-absorbed, while neatly skirting his personal life and romantic relationships.

In sum: everything that would make Autobiography essential reading for every serious Morrissey fan -- though I'd obviously recommend reading an outsider's history of The Smiths, be it Rogan's or someone else's, to offset the singer's more outlandish qualities.

Featured Records:

The Smiths: The Queen is Dead (1986)

The Smiths: Meat is Murder (1985)

The Smiths: Strangeways, Here We Come (1987)

Buy from: Amazon / Amazon

[mickmercer-goth]

ON THIS DAY ... in 1984 - PINK & BLACK 100 photos from this photo session from 1984 plus two 1983 shots, at https://mickmercer.substack.com/ - free to subscribe or click 'no thanks' and it lets you in.

After leaving Sex Gang Children Rob Stroud soon found himself in, and out, of The Aemotii Crii. Deciding to form his own band with girlfriend Michelle Yee-Chong they played live as a duo and recorded the single before Rob was reunited with Andy Cousin after he also left The Aemotii Crii.

Pink & Black released one single at the time (Rob making other tracks available more recently) before Rob moved on to all manner of electronic projects (definitely checkout his bandcamp page through the ‘Love Crusade’ link) and a return to Sex Gang. Michelle would join Junior Manson Slags and various projects involving the great Finn Panton (R.I.P.), then on to Suck Henry, R.I.P., Seeds of ‘77, Azrael etc, and Andy would be off to All About Eve, The Mission and beyond.

[metalsongoftheday]

Wednesday, May 7: Waysted, "The Price You Pay"

R.I.P. Pete Way (1950-2020), Paul "Tonka" Chapman (1954-2020)

Paul Chapman was a less metallic guitarist than Ronnie Kayfield, but a much more chaotic human being, so it only made sense that Pete Way pulled him into Waysted after UFO disbanded.  The logical outcome was that the Waysted EP was a little more hard rock than Vices, but maybe even sleazier since Way, Chapman and Fin Muir seemed to live in dumpsters (they certainly looked that way).  So “The Price You Pay” was a rough and ready rocker (aided by fellow UFO-er Andy Parker, who brought his usual steadiness to the drums) that emanated sweat and grime out of its pores.  It was a bit meandering in spots but got by on the band’s scumbag charm as everyone leaned hard on the lovable rogue angle: Fin yowled and panted and leered in full creeper mode while the guys drunkenly hollered over a performance that could charitably be called shaggy.  That was part of the deal with Waysted: even their more consciously crafted tracks sounded like they crawled out of a sewer, so as long as one was willing to accept that as a feature tunes like “The Price You Pay” rocked out with fun and the good cheer that comes right before one too many.