#Loud Arriver

[music-addiction-disorder]

80s Hair Metal meets Gothic Rock in Sonja’s Video for “Nylon Nights”

The new single from Philadelphia gothic hair metal outfit Sonja, “Nylon Nights,” is a revenge tale for the ages.

It all started in 2017, when Texas black metal musician Melissa Moore came out as transgender to her Absu bandmates and was promptly fired via text message. The betrayal, hurt, and subsequent shunning rocked her to the core. Drummer Grzesiek Czapla and bassist Ben Brand joined forces with her to form her new band Sonja.

Sounding like a heady mix of goth rock and 80s hair metal bands, Sonja blasts powerful hooks that would be right at home opening for the likes of NWOBHM stalwarts, Mötley Crüe, The Cult, and Sisters of Mercy alike, culminating in their first full-length (and Cruz Del Sur Music debut), Loud Arriver. Loud Arriver is Moore’s first full-length album in a decade, marking her debut as lead vocalist. (POST-PUNK.COM)

SONJA

Loud Arriver (2022)

Cruz Del Sur Music

Philedelphia / Pennsylvania / U.S.A. 🇺🇲

ALBUM OF THE YEAR... PERIOD!!!

1. When The Candle Burns Low... 05:28

2. Nylon Nights 04:34

3. Pink Fog 04:18

4. Wanting Me Dead 05:59

5. Fuck, Then Die 04:55

6. Daughter Of The Morning Star 04:03

7. Moans From The Chapel 02:57

8. Loud Arriver 05:39

It is a catharsis: much of the music Melissa Moore wrote during the Absu debacle is now lost due to the adversity surrounding her gender; the pandemic further delayed production. But Sonja forged ahead, creating big, anthemic songs.

As Moore notes on the origin of the band:

“We actually started in 2014 and were active under the radar while Absu still existed. When Absu collapsed in 2017, Sonja went into full focus, and I was a shattered person. Its output couldn’t be rushed because the stakes were so high now.”

On songwriting for Sonja’s debut album, she adds:

“Interestingly, the lyrics were written in a time of fear and darkness for me. Right up until the moment I sang them in the studio. I was existing in a numb void. I really had to acknowledge that I was cut off from the light. I can only delve deeper or wait in place for nothing. The performance of these songs demands a power that only came to me recently, and I descend into my surroundings more intentionally now.

The video for the lead single ‘Nylon Nighs”, directed and edited by Geneva Jacuzzi collaborator Zev Deans, depicts a sex worker who seeks revenge on a betrayal from a John. It’s a metaphor for oh, so much – yet the emotionally charged video ultimately shows her getting the upper hand, so to speak.

On working on the video, Zev Deans comments:

“It is not often that I see this deeply eye-to-eye with a collaborator. I’ve done a great deal of surreal and fantastical work with bands that want to keep things on the lighter side of the spectrum. I rarely get to tell a story that is this personal, especially a story that is so grounded in reality in terms of set and setting. Sonja presented a challenge that I was all too excited to meet.”

(POST-PUNK.COM)

Loud Arriver was recorded in 2019 at Creep Recording Studio in Philadelphia with Dan Kishbaugh. Its vocals were tracked with acclaimed producer Arthur Rizk (Cavalera Conspiracy, Enforced, Kreator). (POST-PUNK.COM)

Ben Brand - Bass / Backing Vocals

Melissa Moore - Guitar / Vocals

Grzesiek Czapla - Drums

At the first hint of dusk a primal terror awakens inside me

Ruinous desire swirling in the air

Unpredictable strangers on the hunt to fulfill their darkest fantasies

I know they're all coming for me again tonight

A pack of wolves coming to devour

And they might get me this time...

But I'll take a piece of every one of their souls as payment

@beardedguy1369 @wolfofodin-scotland-edinburgh @boundandbimba @gloria-glitter @x-heesy @goblinkleaver @maidenintexas1 @bonedaddy-13 @moonstar-magic @twinqlinglights ...

[inlustris-infensus]

Sonja - Loud Arriver (2022)

[moonchild-in-blue]

Australian Rituals / Teeth of God Tour Bingo

Alroighte gwois, let's hear your predictions for the upcoming rituals. I *might* make another bingo (like on Wembley) - even if I don't, let's get them all in one place cus I think it's funny.

If you have something specifically for the Teeth of God Tour (because they are headliners and can do Cooler™ Fancier™ stuff) do specify. Same for strictly Australian Rituals. Some stuff may happen earlier (like when they debuted TMBTE and the new Espera masks), others may only happen on the Tour, so let's just put them all here and see what happens 😗✌️

Please reblog/put on the replies your predictions!! Whether serious or silly, please share!

Mine are:

One of the Vessels (Vessel or ivy OR Espera!!!!) singing onstage with Oli

Kangaroo/koala headbands / Aussie Explorer hat

EUCLID (more for Teeth of God but wouldn't be surprised if earlier)

The Apparition (PLEASE)

The Summoning pushups will return

Older song throwback (please please Sugar or Jaws. TNDNBTG for ToG)

Outfit change for the Vessels (only cus i think Australia is quite hot now innit? poor iv will MELT in that jacket)

NEW VESSEL JEWELLERY

This one I'm not super confident/keen on BUT new Vessel mask with Antlers (more likely on ToG but who knows)

[svtskneecaps]

i should be sleeping but i do want to reiterate how much i love that our collective fan community and also the streamers are constantly like, so new members when? new language when? a teaser drops and we're all like germans???? german time????? asiatic language time??????? new faces??? new friends?? new communities????

i've said this before but it just constantly makes me feel all warm n fuzzy to see it. i'm really happy we're all so excited and united in this.

[crispywizardtale]

[kraviolis]

Belos: I’m going to raise Luz as my daughter and ensure that she remains pure and loyal to me.

Also Belos: I’m going to let the 7-years-old clone of my brother take care of her I’m sure he’ll be able to do that.

you joke but thats LITERALLY his entire thought process at first. he's so isolated and arrogant that he couldnt possibly comprehend the idea that luz wouldnt see him as her father despite the fact he literally told hunter he was going to be her older brother and never once encouraged hunter to see him as anything but an uncle.

i attribute this to the fact that philip is an orphan who only ever knew his blood brother as his only caretaker, so he sorta took having a brother for granted and didn't realize that was something you could want rather than something that just Is.

(also caleb was the only person philip ever truly knew + loved and even well into his 300s he never once picked up a child psychology book and realized that Perhaps His Worldview Was Skewed Because Of That.)

he literally like. could not comprehend the idea that you could even choose your own family outside of like. being adopted by someone. thats the other thing with him being so annoyingly christian in this AU, he was taught that your blood family (esp yr parents) is always the most important thing in your life & you should always be grateful to them no matter what.

(this is another factor into why he keeps making grimwalkers. in his own twisted viewpoint, it's him giving caleb another chance. and another. and another-- at least in this specific characterization of him.)

philip thought that him adopting luz would mean she would immediately be eternally grateful to him and call him father and the whole nine yards. but he forget to actually express that expectation until it was too late (aka until he heard her call him uncle for the first time)

honestly, hes not MAD about it. he's just sorta :( about it bcus hes not actually insane and can still logically think like "she did say she had just lost her real father to an illness its perfectly reasonable for her to not want to replace him" (he doesnt think it outloud but he also enjoys living thru her vicariously

but also later on as she gets older it gets to a point where he's like "ok its been years now why isnt she trying to replace him yet" bcus he thinks its a normal + healthy part of the grieving process to replace the person you lost (figuratively or, in his case, Literally)

[knights-unwelcommentary]

The way the trolls were before Sgrub, I don't think Karkat's blood being outed would have gone well. At most Feferi and Nepeta would have publicly supported him, others would have taken a long time before joining and some would never get around to it at all. Not necessarily because of his blood color, but because of the danger associating with him would entail

[sakuraoora]

Hey, so, for the "Tonight the music seems so loud" event, can I recommend Unconditionally by Katy Perry, specifically, "I will love you unconditionally" or Lonely by This side of paradise ("If you're lonely come be lonely with me") with Scaramouche? Kinda... hurt/comfort esqu.

IF YOU'RE LONELY COME BE LONELY

WITH ME <3

Ships. Scaramouche x Reader

Warnings. Scaramouche backstory spoilers, angst → fluff, Scaramouche is down bad af for reader, reader is a fatui member. Might get some points wrong, not written the best for this idea, unfortunately 🥲

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Notes. Hi Anon! Thanks for submitting ^^. I hope you like it! I also included some other lyrics from “Lonely,” so I hope that works out! I’ve been waiting for the inspo to write some Scaramouche backstory angst so… :)

The text in quotation marks + italics are from the song lonely by the other side of paradise

“Ask me why my heart's inside my throat

“I've never been in love, I've been alone

“Feel like I've been living life asleep…”

Purple eyes blinked themselves awake to an empty, stone room.

"Are you lonely?"

A nameless young puppet, not yet having a gender, felt a warm hand clasped with their cold one. They looked up to see his creator, a beautiful woman with long purple hair like theirs, but her hair was braided down her back. Her purple kimono was spotless, despite being out most of the time.

As he sank into deep sleep, the last thing he remembered was the warm hand no longer being there, the electro branding at his chest throbbing.

“Are you lonely?”

The nameless puppet, now Kunikuzi, had cut his hair and walked aimlessly in Inazuma City before encountering a boy who introduced himself as Kaedehara [REDACTED] and took him in. He learned that the Kaedehara boy was a blacksmith that made the most excellent weapons of the finest caliber in Inazuma. There, the Kaedehara boy became Kunikuzi’s best-- and only-- friend.

But then, the Kaedehara boy cast him aside after learning about who he really was, just as he would’ve any scrap piece of metal.

“Our fingers dancing where they meet,”

A small boy approached him, his hair, although he appeared very young, was gray. The boy held his hand out to Kunikuzi, and he returned it, touching his cold fingers against the boy’s young ones.

“You seem so lonely…”

Kunikuzi laughed. The boy brought out the best in him, and so, in return, he sewed a small doll, one that looked much like him, and gave the doll to the little boy, who called him “Kuni.”

That doll reminded Kunikuzi of himself. Only, this little doll would be loved and cared for by this little boy.

“Are you lonely?”

Kunikuzi walked briskly back to his home with the boy-- or hut, whichever you’d like to call it-- with an armful of lavender melons, which would be today’s dinner. Kuni wondered what he’d do when he went home… maybe he’d tell a story to the boy, or--

Kunikuzi’s train of thought shattered when he opened his door. The boy lay on the ground in a pile of sakura blossoms, and in his cold, unclenched hand, held his doll, which shed a tear.

“I’ll be the only dream you seek…”

Kunikuzi stoned his heart, a single tear falling down his face. He lit the abode that he lived in and loved so much, and walked away, the stench of burning wood and flesh filling the air, filling him with tears.

“So if you’re lonely, no need to show me…”

Kunikuzi, who now was Scaramouche after he cast away his past life and name, joined the Fatui. There wasn’t a spare smile for him to share now, not a tear that could be shed for anyone.

But at least he was ready to receive a gnosis now, brimming with divine power…

“If you’re lonely then come be lonely with me.”

You were his new secretary. One that he did not ask for AT ALL, but the Tarista had assigned you to him… so he couldn’t say anything. He couldn’t deny that once in a while, he felt like an invisible force tugged at the sides of his mouth, just a little bit. Barely noticeable, and just a single crack compared to the vast, desolate landscape of his heart.

“Lonely… (are you lonely?)”

He’d finally did it.

He’d finally absorbed the electro archon’s gnosis. But he still felt a certain longing for something that he couldn’t quite place his hand on. A certain… emptiness. One that he thought would be filled by the gnosis, but was still left empty.

The crack in his heart widened, and a stray ray of sunshine peaked into his heart for the first time in a long time.

“Passion is crashing as we speak…”

You found him one night in Sumeru completely by accident. You had found a nice stargazing area and were staring at the stars when you were on a mission to Sumeru to accompany Il Dottore, because you’d been reassigned to be under his command after Scaramouche left the fatui.

A rustle sounded nearby, putting you on alert. You drew your weapon, but when a familiar figure stepped out of the forest, you immediately put it away.

“Scaramouche?”

“You seem so lonely… (are you lonely?)”

Scaramouche looked at you in shock. “What are you doing here?”

“You’re the ground my feet won’t reach…”

“I’m here… accompanying Il Dottore… sir,” you stammered, at a loss of words. The stars in the night sky twinkled as the two of you stared at each other.

“You don’t need to use honorifics anymore. After all, I’m not your superior or even a part of the fatui anymore,” he said, looking up into the sky that he knew was all a lie. Yet… there was something magical about being here, under the stars, no matter how fake they were.

“So if you’re lonely,”

Looking at you, Scaramouche knew what he felt was missing.

He was missing you.

“Darling, you’re glowing…”

Looking at Scaramouche, there was something about him that felt very different, yet one that you still couldn’t quite place. Scaramouche grabbed your hand, and you felt the aura shift.

“If you’re lonely, come be lonely with me.”

What? You thought, your mind racing. Your heart beat faster and heavier, as well as starting to grow tunnel vision.

“Scaramouche… he likes… me?” You wondered, unintentionally saying it aloud as Scaramouche snickered at your expression.

“You do realize you said that aloud, right?” He said, cracking a smile that you’d never seen before.

“Underneath the pale moonlight, dreaming of a circus life…”

Your shocked face gave it away, blushing hard and looking away from him.

“I… like you too.”

“Carousels and Ferris lights, I’ll be yours and you’ll be mine…”

“…[NAME], instead of calling me Scaramouche, please call me… Kunikuzi.”

“‘Cause I’m lonely, I’m so lonely, if you hold me, I’ll be your only…”

The next day, Dottore checked your tent only to find it empty. He laughed, wondering what could’ve possibly dragged you away from the fatui, even knowing how severe the punishment for leaving without permission was. Like Superior, like subordinate, he supposed.

Meanwhile, you were staring at the purple haired boy sitting next to you, a smile bubbling up onto your face as you conversed with Scaramo--... no, Kunikuzi.

He was truly beautiful when he smiled.

“Are you lonely? (Are you lonely?)”

Wandering the lands with you, Scaramouche felt whole and complete. Sure, he was a wanted criminal in probably 5 out of the seven nations, but his time with you felt well spent. He no longer felt that nagging feeling, and no longer felt so lonely.

“Our fingers dancing where they meet,”

Scaramouche firmly held your hand in his as you sat down by a beach you happened to be nearby, watching the sky turn from shades of brilliant, scarlet red like autumn leaves to a dark purple like Kunikuzi’s hair.

“You seem so lonely (Are you lonely?)”

No longer did Scaramouche look at humans with nothing but fury. This time, he felt… compassion, and attachment.

The gods still angered him at the slightest thought, but you assured him that he needs time to come into acceptance with his past.

“I'll be the only dream you seek,”

You smiled as you pulled Scaramouche along.

“Come on, silly. We don’t want to miss Yoimiya’s fireworks tonight!”

Scaramouche picked up the pace as he followed you to a cliff to watch the fireworks, the multicolored sparks illuminating the night sky. Every thought left him as he was enraptured by your smile, and the way your hair was lit up by the fireworks. You were truly stunning, and captivated his whole attention.

“So if you're lonely, no need to show me… if you're lonely, come be lonely with me”

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[armsofhadar]

[part 1], [part 3], [bonus gale pov] Gale: I, um, I realized the day before yesterday I've been doing most of the talking during our conversations, Valefor. If you ever get tired of my incessant prattling, you need only say the word and I will cease forthwith, I hope you know. Val, illiterate street urchin who is horns over heels for this very talkative man: And miss out on all the things you might teach me? Gods forbid! I might not always understand everything you tell me, Gale, but I'm fascinated nonetheless. I rather enjoy listening to you talk, actually.

Gale, blushing furiously & gesturing wildly: You can always ask me to clarify! I'll do my best to explain anything you do not understand. And if there are any other questions remaining after that I'm sure I have a book or scroll on the subject that might explain things in further detail. Any subject you might need help with, I'm your wizard. Gale, unaware of the fact that he's rambling again: Oh!, that reminds me: I've found a book you might like. It explains, in great detail, the fascinating alchemical process of how to concoct the "fizzy drink", as you so aptly put it, I made the other night. Val, clenching their teeth while forcing a smile: Great! Gale, worried he's missed a social cue again: Unless.... you were being sarcastic when you asked me how I made it? I promise it's not very long, and it's really quite fascinating. Karlach, leering at Val from across the fire, jerking her chin in Gale's direction as if saying "Go on! Tell him!": [clears her throat awkwardly] Val, sighing deeply: Gale, there's something I've been meaning to tell you. Gale, trying visibly not to panic: I see... Well, lay it on me. Val: I'm sorry to have kept this from you, but I didn't want you to think less of me. Gale, digging his nails into his palms, trying desperately to keep his face neutral as he braces himself for the blow: (Well, here comes the rejection. It was fun while it lasted, I suppose.) Val: I can't read.

[haahka]

BIRD ALERT BIRD ALERT THERE WAS A ROBIN

[sunkissedlouis]

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[flecks-of-stardust]

[image description: two images of a Northern Mockingbird perched on some branches. It is a soft grey-brown, with darker feathered wings that have a white band in the middle. Its eyes are a brilliant gold. In the first image, it is looking off to the right, one eye staring at the camera, and is somewhat hunkered down. Its body is framed by a curving twig. In the second image, it is perched higher up, rump facing the camera as it looks to the sky. There is a big fluffy white cloud in the background. end image description]

birdy :D

[parkitaco]

“I’m saying I have… people… who interest me,” Jonathan says, gaze far away but body turned towards Steve, as if he was dealing with a battle of pushes and pulls tearing him in different directions. “But I shouldn’t pursue them. At least not in my position.”

Steve tilts his head and vaguely wonders if the alcohol did something to his listening comprehension or something to Jonathan’s speaking skills.

“I don’t know what the hell you are talking about,” Steve says.

“You don’t?”

“No.”

“You really don’t?”

“I really, really don’t.”

Jonathan’s shoulders tense and his face folds into a very frustrated-looking expression. His eyes shots skyward as if whoever might be watching them from there held the answers Jonathan needs at this moment. When Jonathan doesn’t find any, he looks back down, straight at Steve this time. “Christ, you are as thick as it gets,” he says, and he grabs Steve’s face in both hands and kisses him.

That warm and comfortable layer of heat bubbling from all the alcohol running in his veins breaks and let’s the cold of the night to seep in through the cracks.

Steve freezes in place. Through the fog clouding his thoughts, his mind latches onto two very real and objective facts; one, Jonathan’s hands are big but still soft there where they rest on Steve’s jaw neck, very different from a girl’s which is nerve wracking enough, but also very perfect there. Two, how soft Jonathan’s lips are as well, slightly sweetened by the cherry vodka he had poured himself earlier.

Everything else fuzzes and vanishes to the background. Not even the loud explosions of the fireworks that are still going off and welcoming the new year make it past all the Jonathan, Jonathan, Jonathan intoxicating Steve.

went go grab my copy of RW&RB to get the dialogue and i can’t stop thinking about them them them. damn it parker.

nic i love you.

[cookinguptales]

aw, I was actually having a really good writing night before I almost accidentally lit my house on fire 🙃

[oldestking]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤsand in his sandals curse !!