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HELLO EVERYBODY AND WELCOME BACK TO TUMBLR’S LEAST FAVORITE EVENT: WE’RE DOING SOMETHING DIFFERENT EDITION!

My goal for tonight is to help those new to the Vaporwave scene get a better grasp and starting place on what the genre is all about. So as you can see, Vaporwave can be broken up into a ton of sub-genres and the list above is by no means all-encompassing. Worry not though, being able to distinguish between the sub-genres is not nearly as daunting a task as it first seems!

One thing to take away from this list is that there is a lot of contention within the Vaporwave community as to what sub-genres are and are not Vaporwave. For our intents and purposes everything goes, but be warned that Future Funk, Synthwave, and Outrun are often considered the outsiders.

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And now that you know a tiny bit about the sub-genres, we get into the fun part! You get to go on a wild goose chase into the depths of the internet looking for music! Worry not though, Vaporwave isn’t as dead as everybody says it is. You just need to know where and how to look.

While YouTube may seem like a great starting place, typically what you’ll get is outdated Vaporwave mixes, tons of Future Funk, about 100 reuploads of  MACINTOSH PLUS - リサフランク420 / 現代のコンピュー, and then the rest is basically just Plastic Love and HOME - Resonance. If you want the newest Vaporwave, your default strategy should be to drag your shattered expectations through hundreds of tracks in the bowels of Bandcamp. Once you find an artist you enjoy, the second step is to pray that they have a SoundCloud page. If they do, congratulations! You just hit the jackpot! From there, proceed to go through everybody they follow and see if any of them are producers and then repeat the process over again.

A much less painless way to do this would be to follow someone like me! I undertake the soul-crushing process of constantly hunting down new tracks so that you don’t have to! Simply tell me what you would like to listen to and I’ll go hunt something down for you. Or, if you want to give it a go yourself, above is the process I’ve found to be the most successful outlined. An alternative to my process would be to listen exclusively to the big producers, a list of which can probably be found by typing ‘Vaporwave Artists’ into Google.

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Now all that’s left is for you to lay back and let your ears make sweet passionate love with those iconic abandoned mall noises! But I’m not just going to leave you without contributing my suggestions to your newest playlist. Below are my current top 10 rated tracks!

10. Phoenix #2772 - I’ll Bring My Love

9.  Modjo - Lady (悲しい ANDROID - APARTMENT¶ Remix)

8. Saint Pepsi - Mac Tonight

7. luxury elite - empire

6. t e l e p a t h テレパシー能力者 -  光る目

5. Night Tempo - Dreamer

4. Carpenter Brut - Sunday Lunch

3. waterfront dining - shorty step

2. ll nøthing ll - potions

1. Blank Banshee - Infinite Login (4AM Remix)

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Nights like these…

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earlyevening

artist : @waneella

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‘’in the middle of a crisis you can only remember the beautiful moments that you lived while you walked the corridors of the school …’’

Please play this audio and read this text

Do you still remember those years?

Those years in school…

you still remember those afternoons after classes we went to the arcade and cyber?….

Do you even remember those sunny mornings in the classroom?

Remember your first kiss on the school rooftop?

remember those days when you did not have any worries or concerns

a time when there were no good days or bad days, just every day was something different and fascinating

those days when we still had innocence…

days in which you believed in friendship and love, days where loneliness was something unusual to you.

days when television was entertaining, the internet was something unknown and unexplored and video games were the most fascinating thing in which we could distract ourselves.

maturity was something that looked very far and being an adult was something that seemed very easy.

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Things have changed so much, many of your old friends have gone different ways; some moved, others died and some simply disappeared without a trace.

your innocence to death, your hopes agonize and your motivation for life is slowly running out.

it is no longer easy for you to trust people

Friendship and love are increasingly ambiguous and meaningless concepts

you do not go to school anymore, now you go to a gray and monotonous place to do something you do not want to get things that you do not really need.

in the middle of a crisis you can only remember the beautiful moments that you lived while you walked the corridors of the school …

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Mother's Day

Sorry I haven't been around lately. I'm happy I got to see you before I had work. I miss not having to worry about anything. I miss our drives to the arcade when I was young and had no car. You were so happy I was socializing through a hobby. Now here I am trapped by vices and the cycle of anxiety and depression.

I wish I could just stop but its so hard. Why is it that the only thing fucking me up is the fact that I feel so alone? I still cannot forgive myself for the hearts i break. I never realize what I had till its gone.

I'm trying so hard to tell myself I don't need nobody, but I have moments where I just pull over and i break down in tears and i hold myself tightly, rocking myself and screaming why am I having to go through all this? I just want it all to go away. I really do. Every living day I wake up sad or hungover. I just want it to stop, mom. And I wish I could tell you all this but I can't. I promised you and Dad I wouldn't fall into this hole again and here I am.

I just wish it didn't always have to revolve around religion. Just fucking hold me and tell me everything is gonna be fine.

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quietnightsunderpurplelights

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by l-ookaround.

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Determinator (Back story)

I was too shy to ask you out. You obviously never had to worry about people looking at your weird because you always had a good head on your shoulders and you were a work of art and all everyone wanted to do was admire you.

We introduced each other, my hands were shaking, but what shook me the most was how stunning she looked. We start dating. I introduce her to my parents, all smiles because you are so excited to introduce her to your parents. They put on a façade because they were clearly disgusted by her tattoos and piercings. After I dropped her off and came back to discuss about my level of love with her, but they cut me off and say they will never give us their blessing since she isn’t a church girl. I knew this was going to happen, so after they said their piece, I said mine. Father always told me to never let anything create obstacles in my life to achieve my goals. And I fed him his own words, I cried and hugged them. I give them my wedding invitations and leave. They never showed up. My cousins, aunts and uncles give their condolences and congratulated me on my marriage. I hug my wife and tell her I love her. I pet her stomach and the guests freak out. We both smiled and cried and were happy everyone was happy for us. One day, I began to miss my parents and I gave them a call to plan a visit. Time passes, and I finally get to see my parents. I miss mom and dad. I drive up, I’m welcomed with hugs and kisses. Mother offers me fresh cucumber water and I accept. Once we all sat down, I notice that my mom is starting to get anxious, and my dad, being so damn tough, had already cocked and loaded his speech for me, and it all had to do that they still disapprove of her but they only care about my happiness and not hers. After arguing and explaining that she is a part of you and deserves respect, you tell them to be quiet at the top of your lungs. You break down and cry. I fucking hate you two. All you cared about was my devotion to the Lord and not your own fucking son? I had some devotion that I am content with but its still not enough for you guys! So you know what? Fine. I have a new mom and dad now, and they always love seeing me. I came here to fulfill a desire I had since I haven’t seen you guys for so long, but instead, time doesn’t change you two. I wish you guys knew what I had to do to get her. You would have been so proud of me. Goodbye, mom. Goodbye, dad. Now you are crying on the drive home to your family, but then smile knowing you are going to be surrounded by loving, caring people.

 Your smile quickly changes to a sudden gasp as your find police cars and yellow tape around your house. You run inside and you find your wife and your 2-year-old daughter murdered on the ground. The color of crimson stains his hands and clothes and he rushed to hold the 2 most precious people in your entire universe. You have to deal with interrogation, emotional trauma, and a couple of tokes of marijuana, followed by some beer to keep the cottonmouth at bay. Then one day you remembered the last words you told your parents. You hope to God that they still love you, then you get your stuff ready and drive over to their house to apologize for being so harsh, but not for how he lives his life. You knock and no one answers. You knock on the door a bit harder because you are so anxious and scared and want to have mom and dad help you get better, and the door opens. You enter a room full of framed pictures, and you find piles of old photos on the living room table. You smile and look at your old self, careless and free. You are feeling a little better then you go into their room and find them both in bed, motionless, and in each other’s embrace. Little did you know they both had gotten an expiration date due to cancer. Little did you know they wanted to tell you that they loved you. Little did you know that they were planning on paying you a visit but you unwillingly deviated some bad thoughts in their minds that has affected them so much that they truly think you hate them and want nothing to do with them. They had to accept that they’d never see you again. And they WERE proud of you.

You shout to the sky. Your voice cracks and you sob on the bodies of your birth parents.

 Who hates me this much? How does one become so driven to make someone else this miserable when this person had never had a selfish thought run through his mind? He wanted the best for everyone, but someone still managed to plot such a heinous murder. Now its your job to find out. Kiss mom and dad. Plan the funeral, because after the funeral, it’s time to show some determination to your cause. You title yourself “The Determinator”

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Determinator

You hate your parents. You find someone in your  life that you love but she does not meet your parent’s standards. You don’t care and you move forward with spending the rest of your life on her. You tell your parents you’re getting married and they don’t care because you didn’t marry a church girl. You give them the wedding invitations anyway, you kiss your parents and tell them you love them and wish they could share the happiness. You get married. You start a family. You go pay a visit to your folks and they still give you shit for it. You get into a big fight and you resent them, saying that you wish you were never their son.

You go to your family, and you find them dead. You are scared. You are hyperventilating. And you drive back to your parent’s house and you find them dead, as well. You have no one left. Your family is dead. Your wife and kid are dead. You are all alone.

You are determined to find whoever did this. And you swear to yourself that you will try your best from having any human being on this earth ever experience the amount of loss he just had to experience.

Would make for an epic story for a hero/villain

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Love and Suicide

Imagine a love story about a married couple, high school sweethearts and all that junk. As the marriage rolls on, he's happy, but she's growing tired. This guy is so oblivious to even notice her weird behavior. Things get bad when she starts cheating, and he's having a blast with friends, telling them how much he loves her and that you were planning on starting a family that night. But she's out with some tool just to fulfill a selfish desire. She grew tired of him, but he would never grow tired of her.

Time goes on, he finally notices what's wrong, and she tells him. And by the grace of God, he managed to stay neutral and he had a big smile on his face, hugged her, and said he forgives her. They later on get a divorce...she was very emotional about it, but he didn't shed a tear. He smiled and told her "I love you so much. I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy for the rest of my life, but I hope the time I took up were enjoyable. And all I want is for you to be happy." They hug, they part ways, and you see him pull up to his house. He breathes a big sigh, looks up to the sky, smiling, because he did what he could, and that's all that matters.

Then, the screen goes black. The music fades, and suddenly, a loud thud of a stool startle the audience and all you see for 3 seconds, are dangling feet. And that's how the movie ends, but it can also have a message about suicide and that the shock they experience now from a movie does not deserve to be experienced in real life from losing someone to suicide.

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“I know what I’m doing.”