#Bottlecap Mountain

[artjipson]

Favorites of 2023: Just the List

This time of the year every music writer’s fancy turns to the ubiquitous quest for the best of/favorites of the year. We start with a list of albums and singles we played on YTAA at least three or four times. Then we consider what songs and records slipped into our consciousness and we spent more time simply thinking about that song, that album — those words. If there is a pattern to what we…

[androidinvasionmusic]

The #Tweetcore Radio Hour, Episode 3

The #Tweetcore Radio Hour, Episode 3

In this episode of The #Tweetcore Radio Hour, I play tunes by The LaLaLettes, Fuzzruckus, Unlucky Mammals, Bottlecap Mountain, The Star Crumbles, The Kintners, Voodoo Planet, Spaghetti Eastern Music, Snap Infraction, and Quizboy! I also chat with Brian Lambert about the healing power of music and the distinction he sees between underground and indie music. Give it a listen!

[probablyfunrpgideas]

Alternative Famous Acts For Folk Heroes

You printed a series of humorous broadsheets that poked fun at the mage-king and his family.

During a harrowing chase with the royal guards, you threw bags of gold out of your carriage to lighten the load. One particular village is full of people who would do anything for you.

You resolved a territorial dispute by mapping an uncharted mountain range, nearly dying of hunger when the snow fell early.

With only a chicken bone, a shoelace and a bottlecap, you escaped from the inescapable Fortress of Maybe. Whether or not you were guilty of a crime, you've given hope to all kinds of people.

[kalinihta]

𝐂. 𝐇𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋

a/n: my first post on this account (and fiction writing in months)! i’m not that great of a writer so corrections are appreciated but please don’t be rude to me or anyone on my blog. i hope you enjoy this:)

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plot: reader is a jazz singer in the wastelands and she sings about her husband of a lifetime.

trope: cooper howard x reader, the ghoul x reader

fandom: fallout

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even after the bombs, the living still needed entertainment. good thing i was still alive. i owned a small little jazz club downtown of filly, many people came to see me — ghouls, raiders, you name it. i made my living off bottlecaps from the entry fee and tips. 20 bottle caps for entry and i usually got tips above 30. i used my caps to buy meds, meds for my husband.

my husband’s a ghoul, somehow im not. i was already examining a vault when the bombs had dropped. coop had a birthday party gig, i felt i shouldve begged him to come with me to the vault, but i hadn’t. i should’ve trusted my instincts that day. nonetheless i still love him, hes still a divine being in my eyes.

currently, im backstage getting ready for a performance. cooper was out hunting a bounty, said he might be back in a couple days. i sighed as i combed my hair, i held my gaze in the mirror. if something were to happen to him i dont know what i’d do.

standing up, i examined myself in the mirror.

i think im ready..

as i walked out of the room i gave dogmeat i quick pet before walking out on stage. my heels clicked on the medium sized stage, gazes locked on my body, and commotion erupted. cat calls and claps echoed through the small club. one i had reached the mic i turned to my piano player and nodded. he smiled and began to play.

You're no good for me

Baby, you're no good for me

You're no good for me

But baby, I want you, I want…

i paused for a moment, a small blanket of whistles covered my ears. i took a breath and closed my eyes.

Diet mountain dew, baby, New York City

Never was there ever a girl so pretty

Do you think we'll be in love forever?

Do you think we'll be in love?

Baby, put on heart shaped sunglasses

'Cause we gonna take a ride

I'm not gonna listen to what the past says

I've been waiting up all night

i heard the old doors of the club open, but i didnt pay any attention and kept singing. silent foot steps echoed the club as i kept my eyes closed. i heard them pause for a moment before sitting on one of the many squeaky chairs.

Hurt me and tell me you're mine

I don't know why but I like it

Scary? My God, you're divine

Gimme them, gimme them dope and diamonds

whispers and mumbling always came up during this song. they speculated my lover physically hurt me, when it was never physically. he always had a way with my heart, and no matter how much bad news he told me i always was there for him. it’s not like he abused me, oh no, never. it was just sad to see him go through so much that it even hurt me.

as i sang along, i slowly opened my eyes to gaze around the room. many men’s stares and some women smiling and talking. as my eyes roamed i spotted a familiar cowboy. my eyes widened slightly seeing him here, he said he wouldn’t be back for days… i pushed away that thought and lightly smiled at him, holding his gaze. the song ended, i thanked everyone for being there and went off the stage and left the band to play. claps and whistles erupted as i left the stage.

as i cleaned off my makeup, i felt a hand on my shoulder. i looked up in the mirror and smiled.

“you know, that makeup made you awfully pretty, darlin’.”

i giggled. i looked up at him and held the hand that was on my shoulder.

“you did pick it out, remember? 200 years ago…”

i spoke softly. his hard gaze softened lightly, brushing my hair with his hand. he pressed a kiss to my head and held me for a moment.

“you said you wouldn’t be back for days, what happened?”

“well, sweetheart, the guy just so happened to be traveling on his way to filly. speaking of filly…”

he reached in his pocket, rummaging for a moment. he pulled out a beautiful ring that looked oh so familiar. our engagement ring.

he held it out between his two fingers, his gaze all over his face. i sighed deeply, tears building up. he softly smiled, wiping the tears that did fall.

“i just so happened to find our engagement rings. the rings that had been stolen from us, oh so, long ago, darlin’.”

“thank you…”

i breathed out. i was so surprised he found them, the same rings that matched our eyes. they were very dear to us, my ring matched his eyes, and his matched mine. i let him slide the ring on my finger, i gazed at it before jumping to give him a hug. he stood still for a moment, slowly moving to encase me in his grasp.

“do you find me scary, sweetheart?”

“scary? my god, you’re divine…”

i pulled back slightly to look at him. my hands held his face. we both leaned in and encased ourselves in a kiss, a soft embrace.

[stardewremixed]

Alex headcanons

Wanted to be a knight when he was a child. Horse and lance, sword and suit of armor. Shiny. Made one out of tinfoil, scraps of Evelyn's fabric, and a broom stick. Neighbor kids made fun of him. He didn't dress up again.

Joined a yoga class on a dare. Well actually because he saw a pretty girl through the window and straight up walked into the glass. The instructor made him take the class. Something about balance and coordination.

Almost thought about joining the army right outta high school. He barely passed and wasn't sure college was for him. But the thought of dying while his grandparents (his only relatives) still lived qnd didnt have anyone to take care of them was too unnerving. He didn't want to leave them all alone. Still likes war movies sometimes.

Conscientious about his scent. Keeps his pit hairs trimmed. Religious about showering after working out. Keeps a spare deodorant in his truck. Leaves a trail of cologne - clean, just-out-of-shower scent, not too weighty, a bit soapy, rainforest mist like.

Has helped Sam out with his community service before because this man weirdly loves digging fence posts.

Also loves carrying things - groceries for his grandma (or the pretty farmer), barrels of ale and whiskey, folding tables from festivals, tools up a ladder, etc. Both arms full. Things normal people can carry on multiple trips. Alex gets it all and doesn't break a sweat. Would carry the farmer too (if she'd let him - and you know he's carrying her bridal style on their wedding night).

Loves a challenging ropes course. Can rappel down a wall or a mountain side. Can complete a obstacle course faster than anyone else. Would give Kent a run for his money at army crawling. Absolutely goes nuts about hiking, bouldering, free climbing too. Would probably do spelunking too if... he wasn't a teeny but afraid of the dark... because...

Kept a nightlight in his room until he was a teenager. It's why he never did sleepovers with the other kids. That and he hit puberty early. Towering over grade schoolers was only cool for like a minute. But you can reach things on the top shelf, I guess.

Occasionally freelances for the Adventurer's Guild. Gives guided hiking tours up into the mountains above the Valley or secret woods for tourists. He would be enthusiastic too - swinging his arms and waving his hands around while telling stories and pointing out cool sights.

His hugs are big, and leave you feeling wrapped up, but in a good way. Like a cozy warm blanket. You feel safe and loved.

He's a cuddler... while you watch TV together, while you read books together (yes, he likes sports magazines and biographies of his heroes), and while you sleep. He's definitely the big spoon and makes you feel cherished. That's until he starts snoring... lightly. You'll have to nudge him to stop. And those arms do get... heavy. And he's definitely elbowed his companion in bed before.

He's a bit of a wimp when it comes to shots. It's why he would never get a tattoo or get his ears pierced. He doesn't like needles. (They might also remind him of his mom and her treatments when he was little).

He once posed for a campaign poster for a lumberjack festival. Lewis had little success. Only a dozen young girls showed up on the bus that day. No actual woodchoppers. Needless to say, Alex kills it in plaid. Think Brawny paper towel guy vibes without the facial hair.

Also did a modeling gig for Pierre once to sell some winter gear. Haley took the photos. Alex is a natural in front of the camera. Again, lots of female visitors... erm... customers to the town for a period of two days. He may or may not have autographed the ad for one of the ladies.

He's shouldered a lot of responsibility from a young age. His dad ran out on them. His mom was sick. His grandparents aren't the healthiest. Alex has picked up odd jobs since he was eight. Recycling bottlecaps. ♻️ Washing cars. Lemonade stand. 🍋

Delivering newspapers was one of his first real paying gigs. Granny gave him one of George's old newsboy caps. Alex wore it with pride. He's got an incredible swing for it. Also led him to be interested in baseball. He played three seasons in Little League as a pitcher before he became fascinated with gridball. 📰

It was actually Grandpa George who got him into gridball. Watching games together on TV, critiquing the players, talking technique. Male bonding stuff. He wants to take George to a pro game one day, proudly wheeling his Gramps into the stadium. 🏈

One of his first jobs as a young adult was at the local hospital. It's how he paid for his first apartment. He wheeled people up from their appointments to get picked up at curbside. Just like with his mom when he was a young teen. It felt like a good way to keep giving back even after she was gone. New moms. Dialysis patients. Kids with broken legs from falling off a skateboard ramp...

That's how he met Sam actually. (I like to think these two would be sort-of friends). Sam talked about music and boarding and surfing. Alex talked about the high school Alma Mater fight song and baseball and weightlifting.

Sam and Alex built an epic sandcastle village on the beach one year at the Luau. Both were bored. Vincent helped too. It was impressive... until high tide came in. Haley snapped a photo first at least.

Inspired by Grandpa George, he took a dance class. That's how he met Haley (when they were late teens). He was her favorite dance partner. He could actually lift her without dropping her. And he didn't step on his toes. He's actually pretty light on his feet. Tried tap dancing too but that wasn't as successful (or cool looking).

Named MVP for his high school gridball team. Would've gone on to play in uni but just didn't have the grades. And he needed to stay close for Granny and George. Still keeps his trophies from every sport he's ever played in his room.

Would challenge anyone to an arm wrestling contest any day. Has actually made some money at the Stardew Valley Fair this way. Out of towners might underestimate him. Amateurs! Shane is the only one who's come close to besting Alex and only then because he was drunk. Sober Shane might have stood a chance.

Bought George a big recliner with his very first paycheck from his adult job. Comfy cushions, high quality leather, great arm rests. George never sits in it because he had his mining accident shortly after and so it sits unused in a storage closest somewhere collecting dust. Still every once in a while, George wheels by and thinks about his grandson's thoughtfulness.

Will carry any of the Farmer's picked produce back to the bins, trekking across the fields, or will personally deliver products to Pierre's. By the armful. Corn, lettuce, bushels of broccoli, squash, grapes, tomatoes. He can carry 3 or 4 buckets at a time. Or by the basket. The big round baskets that the average person can only carry one at a time.

Likes the smell of freshly washed cars. And the air after it rains. New leather on a ball. Granny's freshly baked cookies.

Would literally be your shoulder to cry on. No seriously, people have. His mom before she passed. Evelyn after her frustrations with George. Haley after a boy she liked dumped her. Even Emily after one awkward moment as she was taking out the trash behind the Saloon and felt overwhelmed about a disturbing vision she had. He is always willing to comfort those he cares about.

Doesn't really cook but he can make a mean cheesy macaroni casserole. It's one of the few recipes he learned as a boy that has stuck with him.

Feels strongly about cheating in sports. And popping pills to make someone stronger. Especially because his mom was ill. He knows there are people out there who really need medicines. Illegal drugs are a disgrace to the profession.

Would absolutely spend his days fixing up the farmhouse, repairing the barn, sprucing the greenhouse, patching up the chicken coop while the farmer worked the fields and orchards and took care of livestock. I have this longstanding belief that Alex would make an excellent handyman in the Valley. Maybe it starts out as an apprenticeship with Robin. He's gifted with a sander, a wrench, a saw. And this man looks great in a backward cap, tight jeans, and a tool belt. He likes to feel useful, stay busy, and work with his hands. Painting your bedroom and repairing your shower leak would be his first projects once moving to the farm.

[minophus]

I drew babypuppy gaby drinking mountain dew from a bottlecap. I gave him a straw too to be whimsical

i think this is one of the greatest images of him of all time. im never drawing him again. He has a straw to blow bubbles with dude

[bottlecap-press]

From Robyn Schelenz's chapbook, NATURAL HEALING, available from Bottlecap Press!

[rebellionmoon]

💚 ILLUMI HEADCANONS THAT MAKE ME HAPPY 💚

idk but i just love imagining random facts about illumi, that don't really add to his character, but kindof do too? Maybe it's because there isn't much screen time of illumi in the anime that my brain needs to fill all that empty space of longing in my heart of what could have been.

SO HERE ARE RANDOM ILLUMI (HEADCANON) FACTS THAT SERVE NOTHING:

He drinks beer and uses his teeth to open the bottles. He used to have a collection of bottlecaps, but then he gave them to Killua. So whenever Illumi opened a bottle, the cap would hence force go to Killua. Now the jar of bottlecaps is somewhere in Killua's room collecting dust.

After finishing an assassintion, he likes to get fastfood. Something quick and indulgent, like it's a cheat day. If he was on a job with his brothers then they'd hit a bodega afterwards. Sometimes he would bring food back to Milluki too.

He can hold a burger in one hand and tear through a ketchup packet with his teeth. He dips his food so much, he rarely eats anything without sauce.

Like Silva, Illumi has had a few pets in his life. One of them being a bear. He named it Pikelet. (I'll explore this one more in my fic!)

Although murder is his trade, that shouldn't hinder his other passions, including wild life conservation! This boy grew up in the mountains, albiet privately owned. You can't convince me he isn't a goblin child at heart.

He always thought he deserved to have fangs.

When he sees a walking stick lying on the ground, he has the urge to pick it up and wield it like a sword.

When he was eight he read all the narnia books. Peter was his comfort character, but he wanted to be Prince Caspian. To this day, if you ask him why he likes Narnia, he will give you a disseration and explain why Lucy is the strongest of all the penvensie siblings. He has never had turkish delight, but believes he would betray his siblings for them, they just look so good!

He could grow antlers out of pure will power. No, literally, he can. He can and will show you. "I'm a crytid. Look at my antlers."

He's still a Goosebumps kid at heart. When autumn rolls around, he he lays in bed and watches his favorite spooky shows (scooby doo, goosebumps, are you afraid of the dark?, tales from the crypt)

When he was little, he used to play in the forest by himself ALOT. One time, he crawled into a log, but the log was at the top of a hill and it began to roll down with him in it and then it rolled into a pond. He was able to escape, but he almost drowned and never told anyone what happened. He was a little mortified to tell anyone because he almost died doing something stupid. He'll tell you he has done alot of stupid things in the woods, but won't divulge more than that.

He's actually kind of good at acting and loves watching movies. This is part of why he is so good at diguises, he studies the actors in movies lol Sometimes he repeats lines from movies randomly in the house. Out of nowhere, he shouts 'BILBOOOO BAGGINSSSS' in a gandolf like voice. It's okay, just accept it.

Illumi has rehabilitated many opossums in his life.

He owns an animal rescue ranch, under a different identity of one of his disguises, that rebahilibates injured animals and prepares to release them back to the wild. His current disguise is an old man, but Illumi plans to 'die' and come back as his son/heir. Yes, he has worked out an entire line of succession for a rescue ranch. Did he have to do this? No, but he did anyway.

Once Illumi officiated the wedding between a frog named Freddie Lime to another frog named Emily Spinach. Oh, he was also high, but the wedding was beautiful, and Milluki fished him out of the pond afterwards.

There's a deer in Kukuroo Mountain that is fond of Illumi. If it sees him, it will run up to him. Illumi doesn't know what the forest calls the deer, but he calls it Thimble. He gives Thimble treats, and Thimple lets Illumi pet him, the arrangement has worked out very well so far.

Kukuroo Mountain is self sustainable, and alot of the food they cook they grow themselves. There's also a farm, with cows. Illumi would just be chilling on a hamick and then suddenly killua runs past him, and then so does a cow. Illumi goes back to napping, this isn't his mess to clean up.

"Concept: I will continue to bottle up all my emotions until I snap."

Moss.

Here were some facts! I have more stuff, but those are spoilers for my fanfic (where shadows touch), My obsession might be unhealthy but it's delicious and i love it so I'm not gonna stop.

[lizardperson]

pushing up daisies

fandom: fallout new vegas characters: female courier & raul tejada rating: g wc: 179 (short and silly) prompts: #fff253 pushing up daisies for @flashfictionfridayofficial

"Anyway, thanks for getting these old bones out of there, boss," Raul remarked, sipping on a Sunset Sarsaparilla. The old ghoul with the heavy Spanish accent had been held captive by some super mutants on Black Mountain, and because Mika had insisted it would be 'fun' to check out that weird radio signal, she and Gabriel had ultimately ended up freeing him. "If you wouldn't have come, I'd probably be pushing up daisies soon." Mika looked at him slightly amused. "Doing what now?" Raul shrugged. "You know, being on the wrong side of the grass?" Judging by her face, she apparently had never heard that expression before. "Taking a dirt nap?" That made the bottlecap drop for her. "Ohhh, counting worms!" "Wearing a pine overcoat." "Sleeping with the fishes." "Riding the pale horse." "Cashing in your chips." "Going the way of all flesh," Raul countered. "Exactly." "Yeah, that would have sucked," Mika agreed. Gabriel looked at them both and chuckled, eyebrow raised. "Are you two done?"

[ghxullxver]

𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘦!

𝖺𝖽𝗆𝗂𝗇.

my name is ghoul/grace, I use feminine pronouns. I'm currently in nursing school!

dont be afraid to talk to me, I don't bite!

hobbies;

• sketching

• video games

• collecting bottlecaps and records

• writing roleplay (I need more rp partners)

𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗆𝗌.

movies ;

scream, american psycho, halloween, friday the thirteeth, texas chainsaw massacare, dc, marvel, x-men, top gun, avatar, the breakfast club, the outsiders, star wars, the matrix, john wick, brokeback mountain

tv shows ;

stranger things, the mandalorian, clone wars, the walking dead, z nation, breaking bad, narcos, supernatural, the boys

animated series ;

castlevania, attack on titan, demon slayer, one punch man, inuyasha, neon genesis evangelion, baki, full metal alchemist, blood of zeus, jojo's

video games ;

dragon age, the elder scrolls, the last of us, fallout, uncharted, the witcher, dead by daylight, red dead redemption, resident evil, mortal kombat, modern warfare, god of war, assassins creed IV, baldur's gate

[artjipson]

Bottlecap Mountain is on the show today!

One of Dr. J’s favorite bands, Bottlecap Mountain, will be in Dayton on Tuesday, March 28, 2023, and that is a cause for celebration. After a visit to Your Tuesday Afternoon Alternative for an interview and some live acoustic songs during our second hour they will play a set at Blind Bob’s in Dayton tonight! Imagine a great indie pop rock band with a side of funk and a Replacements meet Uncle…

[halloweenvalentine1997]

old poem I wrote in 2010.

The wind chimes are swaying in the breeze. Haunting clangs resound through the heat waves and bitter grass left dry from winter. I cling to concrete covered in chalk. I cling to the childhood I’ve lost somewhere in the dark. I cling.

When you find me here, please let me stay. I’ll cover myself in leaves and shrink to the size of my bones. Let the sun wilt the flowers I’ve never tended to. Let the canopies of my eyelids close and stay closed Until the breeze takes me away. 

(You were roots embedded in soil You were my life and my turmoil You were the garden I discarded You were the boy I left disheartened In the sand with the bottlecaps and glass In the cold sheet of snow that concealed the grass And now I can’t let go) 

The wind chimes are louder than ever.  I can hear them from my place on the ground. They spin in rapid circles, a frenzy of melodies and sound. And here I am, with the residue of sorrow smeared on my hands. Here I am, in ashes.

(the urn is waiting)

When you find me here, please let me stay. I’ll stay through every season as it changes with the weather. The trees will beckon and whisper my name. Seeds will be sown in my blood, and I’ll Grow taller than the mountains beyond reach of this hell. 

The wind chimes are still in the heat now. No sound, no thoughts. You’re just standing there with pitiful eyes and a bemused expression. You reach for my hand. Pull me up. I start to pull away, but your lips part to plead, “Stay with me.”

You have found me here; with you I will stay. We will float on ambling currents to nowhere. We will repair our broken hearts and minds. I will atone and begin anew With this dream nestled deep in bones and sinew.

by June Freeland

[cringelordofchaos]

-What’s your boring hobby (that you still enjoy anyway)?

-What’s the one talent you wish you had?

-Do you get wanderlust? Where do you want to go?

For the ask game thingy! :3

YAYYYY I LOVE ASK GAMES

Okkk uhmm

Uh . Binge-scrolling? Wait that's not a hobby nor do I enjoy it ......... WAIT I KNOW. AUHM this is weird but I have two of them. 1 being bottle cap hunting/collecting; simply going about and around and collecting any bottle cap you come across. I have a huge collection that is still expanding. I just like running around and trying to find bottlecaps. Idk. Also; VACUUMING!!!! IDK WHY but I LOVE vacuuming! There's just something so satisfying with seeing everything on the floor disappear with crunchy noises alongside it. Idk. ALSO ALSO THIRD HOBBY: brushing off dust from surfaces !! With my bare hands!! Idk why but it feels so satisfying and I loveeee the feel and texture of it and I love the way dust looks while it's falling in front of strong light... But also I've come to realize that my hands and fingertips may be damaged because of this so I should really stop doing it (at least with my bare hands). But it feels so satisfyingggg

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm this takes me a while to think about. Lately I don't exactly know what I want from life. What I want to do in life. But in terms of skills I suppose I wish I were faster ? I'm not sure if it counts as a talent though. I also wish I were more creative though I might just be insecure. I'm constantly thinking about the fact that I'm losing my creativity, I want it back but I don't know how to regain it. And then I think It'll never come back, I'll never think of a good story concept again.

But I realized that's not true. While I can't force myself into thinking of creative stories I've realized that when I am hit with a train of inspiration I think of novel-worthy concepts. To be creative you need inspiration, and trust me when I tell you one of the ways you can gain it is by wandering around, thinking about what interests you the most and what is relevant and important to you at the moment, and implementing that onto the story somehow, and then it usually branches out from there. I realized I should really stop forcing myself into thinking of stories as if it's some chore and not just a hobby I would simply like to enjoy.

hmmm. i think? I do get it sometimes, usually when I actually go outside which is sort of rare I get a desire to simply explore and wander around and visit random streets but if I did that I would get lost . When I'm at my grandpas old house in a village I also get the urge to explore the mountains, to go beyond the nearest river and go beyond the nearest forest, sometimes I just follow my grandpas dog and he travels to random places, basically I like to go up and down the hills however I don't get to wander around too much because, again, I would probably get lost and die alone somewhere in the middle of literally nowhere if I were to go alone. When I'm at my mom's old house at a place near another town I want to go beyond s get specific corner of a street that extends to a tall hill from where you get a view of the sky and the nearest city. But I haven't been able to go there as of now. Maybe one day!

ANYWAY thank you for the ask !!!!!!!!!!!;

[jasonbenefield]

This weekend:

5/19: Solo set at Chicago Street Pub in Joliet, IL opening for Crooked Tails. 8p

5/20: Echo and Ransom making our debut at Nik & Ivy Brewing in Lockport, IL. 7p

📸: Lara Benefield

👕: Bottlecap Mountain

[chaosintheavenue]

Tumblr is still misbehaving, so I'm just going to answer my asks as a standard post (thanks to @the-laridian and @bokatan for these!)

1 - She's spent a significant chunk of her life living on the road out of a backpack, and so in a sense she's always had to carry her concept of 'home' inside herself rather than considering herself tied to a particular location. So I don't think that Trin would answer this question with any physical place, but rather a state of being. Her current answer would be walking around a road, surrounded by mountains, with Juliet at her side.

2 - Her favourite colour is definitely dark blue, but she tends to prefer wearing bright colours.

11 - Her most characteristic and most sentimental item of clothing is her patch jacket, covered in memories from all the places she's visited. But recently, she's also becoming fond of constantly wearing bottlecap sunglasses for no particular reason.

14 - 'Even if you're not sure where you're going yet, start walking.'

32 - Silliest outfit I can think of, that there's the slighest hope of Trin willingly wearing? A Fasnacht mask, the big fluffy coat from the Brotherhood Explorer outfit, pumpkin suit shorts, and random mismatched shoes.

[paulisded]

The Ledge #622: New Releases, Pt. 1

I don't think anybody is surprised that once again the monthly new release episode is a two parter. That's the way this excellent year in music has gone, and will hopefully carry on all the way through December.

This week's episode kicks off with a "friends of the show" series of tracks. There's the latest in White Rose Motor Oil's "pre-owned songs" series, along with the monthly releases of new tracks by Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin and Rob's side project Robotom, LTD. 

But there's also the exciting news that fellow RealPunkRadio DJ Greg Lonesome, host of the Rock 'n' Roll Manifesto, has a new project called Intrusice Thoughts. As legendary blogger Lord Rutledge wrote on his Faster and Louder blog, "the band's debut single 'Daytime Drama' is a ferocious shot of rockin' old school punk with a very important message. Greg wrote the lyrics as a reflection of how he felt starting therapy...of course 'Daytime Drama' is a dark song, but it ends with a glimmer of hope." 

Along with these great tunes from our pals, there's a set devoted to the fantastic Jem Records Celebrates Jagger & Richards, along with new music by Buffalo Tom, Memo PST, Ultrabomb, Micah Schnabel, and two full sets of ferocious female-fronted rock and roll!

CLICK HERE TO DOWNLOAD THE SHOW!

1. White Rose Motor Oil - Vaseline

2. Intrusive Thoughts - Daytime Drama

3. Rob Moss and Skin-Tight Skin - Right Hook

4. ROBOTOM, Ltd. - When We Are One

5. Nervous Eaters - RocknRoll Your Heart Away

6. WolfWolf - Heidi Is Alive

7. The Cynz - Star Star

8. The Anderson Council - Citadel

9. The Grip Weeds - Dandelion

10. Nick Piunti - Ruby Tuesday

11. The Weeklings - Rocks Off

12. Micah Schnabel - COINSTAR

13. Micah Schnabel - Get Rich Quick

14. Watershed - Hey Lydia

15. Watershed - Another Night In The Ruts

16. Buffalo Tom - Helmet

17. Local Drags - Left in the Sun

18. Bottlecap Mountain - I've Got Loving For You

19. The Resonars - Gold To Blue

20. Extra Arms - Be Someone Else

21. Amyl and The Sniffers - U Should Not Be Doing That

22. CRUMBS - Stab Alley

23. Egg Drop Soup - Corn Teen Queen

24. Cola Cubes - Bold Street Beach

25. Dog Party - Do It All The Time

26. The Darts - Are You Down

27. Liz Borden - Some People's Kids

28. Shannon & The Clams - The Hourglass

29. Habibi - POV

30. sparkle*jets u.k. - Box Of Letters (Single Mix)

31. Memo PST = Coming Back From Hell

32. Memo PST = Dog Meds

33. UltraBomb - Who Knows

34. UltraBomb - Woke Wars

35. The Shivvies - Punk Boys