#Sample Strip Cutter

[scotianostra]

On January 29th 1852 smugglers caves and bothies on Arran, numbering about a dozen, were discovered the bothies were demolished by revenue men, the caves stripped of all goods.

In 1814 the act banning the use of stills of less than 500 gallons was introduced. This limited whisky production to commercial concerns and from then on farmers had no way of raising enough money to pay their rents, as distilling allowed them to use their excess grain for whisky which could be sold at a profit greater than that of the grain itself. This drove many honest people to smuggling as a way to survive. Many widespread difficulties were caused by farmers moving off the land, that agriculture in the Highlands was in danger of dying out. The law was changed in 1816 to allow stills of more than 40 gallons to be legal to encourage small distillers. However this still meant that stills under 40 gallons were determined to be portable and hence illegal which eradicated a lot of domestic distilling.

Smuggling gangs set up stills in secret places. The stills themselves were small so that if the excise man was spotted they could be removed and hidden. Smuggling chiefs were often men of high standing in the community. When one of their men was arrested the chief's name would be kept secret. This was partly due to the fact that the excise duties were seen as a tax by a foreign power, i.e. England, and so denying this revenue was their patriotic duty.

There are many tales of the deviousness of the whisky smuggler in outwitting the gaugers (an itinerant excise-man who measured containers and their content),[and the excise-men. In one such story the gaugers confiscate a large cask of spirit and transport it to a nearby inn where they are staying. They take the cask to their room on the second floor for safe keeping. The smugglers came to the inn and employ the serving girl to locate where the cask sits on the floor above and using an auger bore into the bottom of the cask, removing all the spirit so that there is none left for the gaugers to sample.

The only way to tackle the illegal distilling entirely was to decrease the duty so that it was no longer profitable and increase policing so that the military and gaugers were increased. Revenue cutters were employed up and down the coast and the numbers excise-men was increased as they were often out numbered by smuggling gangs. Further tariff reforms and generous rewards for informers were introduced and these measures became known as "the burning and starving act".

Illicit distilling has died out from lack of profitability, but rumours still persist in remote places of homemade moonshine like "Melvaig Mist"

Of course the troubles with the excise-man started long before the 19th century, Rabbie Burns, himself an excise-man for a time, wrote a poem, I will post later, the end few lines are........

Scotland, my auld, respected Mither!

Tho' whyles ye moistify your leather,

Till when ye speak, ye aiblins blether;

Yet deil-mak-matter!

Freedom and Whisky gang thegither,

Take aff your whitter.

They reckon that thousands of illicit whisky stills that would have been used by local people in the Scottish Highlands still lie undiscovered in remote glens, archaeologists have said. Many whisky distillers trade on names using the history of the stills, just google illicit whisky and a plethora of sources will spring up.

[taperwolf]

Posting about finding that braille labeler reminds me that I've long meant to talk about the underlying technology of the embossing labeler. I have something of a collection of them, and I just took a bit to take some pictures and label samples.

Fundamentally these all work the same way — a disc has a number of "petals" around its edge, each with a raised character. A strip of vinyl tape, with a sticky backing covered by a protective plastic film, rides through a slot in the labeler and passes either through or alongside the wheel. You spin the disc to select a character, and squeeze the handle, forcing the raised die to press through the tape. The tape both takes the shape of the die and turns white as it gets thinner, leaving you a raised, contrasting character embossed in the tape. Letting go of the squeeze handle generally advances the tape to the space for the next character.

Until the advent of small printing label makers, these were practically the only game in town for labeling tools, household items, and the controls on homebrew electronics.

This is a recent example of the style that's been predominant since at least the 1980s. It's sized solely for ⅜" tape (or 9mm) and is very straightforward to use: turn the wheel to select your character, and squeeze the grip. "Cut" is its own character, represented by scissors.

And this one is a shrunken version of the same; I'm uncertain of the manufacturer, but I think I got it amongst scrapbooking supplies back when that was big.

These two are together because they share one feature: the same kind of interchangeable die wheels; between the two models I have two identical "American 150" wheels and a third "Vertical" wheel. The Sears model (left) also takes the long- discontinued ¼" (6mm) tapes, and can print either in "wide" or "condensed" mode; it stores a roll of tape inside, where the Dymo model on the right lets the tape roll's caddy clip onto the back, and can only print in "wide". They both have separate cutting mechanisms: the Sears's is the extra white squeeze handle on the underside, while the Dymo uses the raised white button on top.

The Dymo 1570 also has changeable wheels, but I don't have any spares that fit it; both it and the Reizen RL-350 Braille Labeler take both ⅜" (9mm) and ½" (12mm) tape. Unfortunately the only ½" tape I have is the clear type that came with the Reizen, so it's less legible to the sighted than it could be. The cutter on this Dymo works the same as on the Sears model, while the Reizen has a cutting space on the wheel.

[vincentbriggs]

A couple years ago I tried making 18th century metallic buttonholes with embroidery plate wrapped around strips of vellum, which worked and produced a result that looked just like some pictures of extant ones I've seen, but I never got around to using them on a garment. Recently I realized that in the 21st century we have metallic leather, and that using strips of that would be quicker and much less expensive, so I tried it and it worked very well!

I bought a couple of metallic leather samples off etsy and used a rotary cutter to make narrow strips. I cut and overcast the holes as usual, then just sewed down the little strips to the edges with a widely spaced buttonhole stitch using a regular fine metallic thread, and did bar tacks at the ends. It's a bit annoying doing little bar tacks with metallic thread, but much less annoying than wrapping vellum in plate!

One of my samples is in a blueish silvery colour, which isn't very historical but looks quite nice, and the other is a duller gold with a somewhat pebbled texture. I don't like it quite as much as the shinier one, but I think it could still work really well, depending on the fabric.

Hopefully I'll do some of these on an actual garment sometime soonish.

[popculturebuffet]

Opus N Bill in A Wish For Wings That Work 30th Anniversary Review! (Comission for WeirdKev27)

Ho ho ho all you happy people! And today we have something a bit special and a bit indulgent and a bit courtsey of my good friend kev. See originally this review was going to be cut, as while I was super excited to do it my Scott Pilgrim review put me massively behind schedule, to the point I”ll likely have to reschedule my venture bros season 1 review. I didn’t MIND it doing so as it finishes that retrospective after too long, but point is I put my clients work ahead of me, so I was willing to cancel this so I could get Kev’s review of Operation: NAUGHTY done. Instead Kev switched to comissoning this so I could still do it as an early christmas present. What a guy, makes you cry , und I did. Don’t worry for anyone wanting to see the KND vs Elvish Versions of the X-Men, i’ll make a spot for it next year. But for this year I couldn’t resisit celebrating the 30th anniversary of one of the most underrated christmas specials out there, the ONLY time one of my faviorite comic strip universes has hit the screen, a special even it’s own creator isn’t happy about but I find a charming if flawed adaptation. 

As for what it’s adapting...

So for those, including Kev himself, less familiar with america’s faviorite pengy and my desk assistant

We have to talk about one man with the mustache and wit of a greek god and a name that yes is very much 100% real: Berkley Brethead. Berkley is a Comic Striper. I’d say cartoonist but well...

He’s been working since the late 70′s when he did his first strip the Academia Waltz, a strip that’s... well Berke fought for YEARS to keep all but a select handful of strips released, let’s leave it at that shall we? It’s best jokes, and characters in slimy fratboy misgonyst ass Steve Dallas and snarky star trek loving vietnam vet and ladies man Cutter John, would be recycled for Bloom County, his syndicated strip set in a rural town’s bording house starring local kid Milo Bloom, who evolved from spacy dreamer to sardonic sometimes assholish voice of reason and muckracking reporter

As you can tell by the samples so far the strip is objectively hilaroius and easily both my faviorite comic strip ever (narrowly inching out Calvin and HObbes and Something Positive), and one of my faviorite comics period. It has wit, heart and a biting satirical bent for both politics and pop culture. While some jokes haven’t aged well others are flat out timeless as you can see. 

But early on it was missing something and Berke knew it: while the early strips aren’t AS bad as he thinks, it took years to convince him to make a complete edition of the strip for this reason, they do take a while to find their footing, slowly adding key castmembers as they go: in addition to steve and cutter being added (with steve now a completely scummy lawyer who regularly defends blatant murderers) to the new strip, we also got Binkley, a nervous kid who deals with a dad who at first is an agressive jock determined to change his son and later, and much more tolerably, a put upon guy dealing with his son waking him up every night with celebrity gossip. But the cast still lacked a center, a heart.. a heart that was found one day in the oddest way possible...

Soon though Binkley accepted his new best friend, and his dad accepted you can’t trade a child for a subraru, you twit. 

As you can see the man himself say, Berke could tell he had something and soon Opus went from a throwaway gag to the strips star, becoming the strip’s heart. A chap whose a bit neruoti and naive, but utterly sweet relatable, and utterly himself.  Here’s some examples. 

There’s more but I was paid to review a tv special not give you a best of a hefty penguin. Opus also picked up a best friend in Binkley’s cat Bill, who was created as a parody of the garfield merchandising boom, creating a character so unfathmobly ugly no one would want merch of him.... you can probably see where this went

Bill quickly became a fan faviorite because he was so ugly and Berke ran with it, giving this ugly cat who only commuincated in “Ack’s” and “thbbts” a rapidly expanding profile: he was a former movie star, crashed his car and died exactly like james dean, came back from life via cloning, ran for president four times (With Opus wrangled into being his reluctant VP every time), picked up a coke habit, joined the ranjeesh cult, went to betty ford, had a comeback after getting a massive inhereteance from a presumed dead Opus, dated Regan’s diplomat Jean Kirkpatrick, used her to get secrets for the russians, was nearly executed for treasons, was traded to the russians in a prisoner exchange for cutter john, got kicked out of Russia after causing Chernobyl, became a headbanging superstar, shifted to socialy concious rock, got caught in a scandal doing something wholsome with a nun, became a televanglist whose anti-penguin crusade lead to opus becoming homeless, got his brain replaced with Donald Trumps, somehow got over that and returned, dated Bill clinton’s cat sox, and finally lead a mayoral campaign to get teens to pull their pants up after having been the cause of Bird Flu. Oh and he’s the long lost son of garfield, just in case you thought this coudln’t get MORE silly. 

Jeez no wonder Arlene dumped him for a while and refused to be in the cartoon. 

So as you can imagine these two became the lynch pins of bloom county and the strip prospered till 1989. Berke was getting burnt out with the daily deadline grind, and had simply waited it out long enough to get full control of his characters. Keep in mind this was unheared of: much like with the big two of superhero comics if you make a comic strip for a major syndicate, they usually own the characters and concept fully. It’s likely why the big web comics boom of the 2000′s happened: younger cartoonists like Scott Kurtz, Holkins and Kraulki, Randy Miholland and many, many more found they could do whatever they wanted creatively and get paid decently for it by striking out on their own.  But once Berke owned them, he got out of doing daily strips. He TRIED doing something completely diffrent with his next strip Outland, which Starrred Ronald Anne, a young girl from the “wrong side of the tracks” who’d been a recurring character in bloom county’s final years who ended up in a fantasy land with Tim W Forty, a purple weasel in a bowler and Mortimer Mouse

 No not that one but the characters were incredibly similar, with Morty here also being a cynical, slightly horny mouse. But after about a month eventually Berke gave in.. and brought back an old friend...

Yup while he fully intended to move on... he just couldn’t and outland soon became bloom county just with a new cast, with Tim soon gone, mortimer gone not long after him and a few ringers from bloom county returning to fill out the cast again: Oliver Wendell Jones, a prominent cast member who loves to pal around computers and use them to make goverment and fincial institutions go all higgeldy pigeledy and Milquetoast, a sarcastic asshole of a cockroach who frequently heckled opus and whispered things into people’s ears to make them do stuff. Eventually berke gave up entirely and edged Ronald-Anne out in favor of bringing binkley and steve back before quitting all together coming back for two runs: Opus which due to the newspaper industry geting worse and more censor happy didn’t last long and a revivial of Bloom county that continues on and off to this very day, most recently having a neat arc where Opus tries to find a now adult calvin to reunite him with Hobbes. 

So why go into all of this? Well partly so you see how much I love these strips going in.. and partly because this weird and wonderful history effects the special. See the special was made in 91... putting us square into outland territory and where I feel part of the special’s shakiness comes from: The only fleshed out characters he could legally used (Disney unsuprisingly wasn’t happy about having Mickey’s brother who had a beef with Micheal Eisner who eisner tried to have personally killed as a main character) were Opus, Bill, Ronald-Anne and Milquetoast, weirdly not using any of the bloom county cast. Maybe he was tired of them, I dunno, he’d later backtrack on that but at the time he just stuck with who he had and it effects the special as you see. It’d also effect his enjoyment as while production went smooth, Berke ended up unsatisified with it for a number of reasons, from feeling his work really didn’t transfer to screen, to having wanted VA legend and voice of Winnie the Pooh Sterling Holloway to voice opus. That last part I don’t agree with as A), Holloway was retired and Jim Cummings had been in the roll for some time wasn’t contacted.. despite having directly worked with the guy who did play opus which brings me to 2) Michael Bell, who plays Opus here, does a WONDERFUL job. You’d know him as Chazz Finster, Drew Pickles and Quackerjack. 

That said was Berke right as a whole? Was he rilla? Is it all just killer diller? Find out under the cut for my full review!

We open amazingly, with a  beautiful pan in shot to some gorgeous music as Opus writes his letter to santa. He explains what he wants, what his wish is: for wings that work. As he knows.. he dosen’t exactly have the most functional ones.

And it’s here where Bell really shines as opus, combining his innocence with a bit of refrential humor, nailing the character. It’s why I feel Berke was hard on him: this is a hard character to get the tone down for, one whose innocent, but can also make asides about the state of the world, one whose kind but also prone to have outbursts. The last part Bell has issues with, but the rest of it he gets beautifully, his Chaz voice perfectly fitting our flightless friend. If there’s one true standout of the special, it’s Bell and I hope if we’re ever lucky enough to get a full length opus movie at some point, we can get someone like Bell or see if he’ll take up the sword again. He’s still kicking and voiced Quackerjack last year for ducktales, so it’s not like he’s gone.. despite what the Disney+ reboot not using him might have you belivie. 

Opus recounts the previous day and thus we segue into the plot proper as Opus begins his daily routine, flapping around while trying to “fly fly fly” as he says, wanting to soar. He passes Bill, who lives in a garbage can.  Good thing he got out of it the next guy to go near it wasn’t exactly friendly. 

So while we get this fun opening of Opus darting around like a goober in the snow while Bill follows him, to his displeasure as by this point in things Opus was more annoyed with his friends existance than anything versus his steadfast loyalty early on. Then again given Bill you know, called his existance immoral and got him ran out of town by religious jackholes aka the entire cast minus Binkley.

So I can’t really blame Opus for not wanting to be buddy buddy with the guy. 

Jokes aside this is easily the weakest bit of the special. Opus seems to shun Bill for no given reason. All bill does is follow him around, opus hates him for existing and I just scratch my head. That’s it. In the comics again there’s a LONG history of bill being a bit nuts and leaving Opus in the learch. Besides the above he blew Opus’ dough, took all the ad money from their rock band, caused said band’s breakup, and once got Opus engangled as a communist sympathizer despite Opus having had nothing to do with Bill’s dealings with Russia.  Here he’s just snappy at a braindead cat he found who just wants a buddy. It makes opus come off like a bit of a dick when he should be utterly sympathetic. 

Thankfully those moments are few and far between and after failing to soar again, Opus heads to his support group, being mocked and stalked by some ducks who are original creations to this special, played by Joe Alasky, also of rugrats shockingly enough, using his daffy voice. They aren’t bad though, mocking our hero for his efforts and being perfectly build up bullies and good stand ins for the other animals who tended to mock opus Pontory, Hodgepodge and Milquetoast. 

Whose not a good stand in is Truffles who is claming to be a rhino yet shames Opus for his own desires to break his species. I’ts not funny, he has no purpose here, I don’t get why MIlquetoast didn’t play the part since the guy’s reduced to a cameo. Moving on. 

So we get the meeting which is easily the standout part of the special, and adapted almost beat for beat from one of the Outland strips:

The characters , dialouge and final bit are all taken from the strip. The only changes are Georges last two bits of dialouge are changed and instead of Opus proctering the meeting, he participates in it while Ronald Anne does. She does a good job as tiny therapist and it’s a decent change. Also yes that last bit has not aged well at all and I question using Milquetoast ONLY for that roll. IN the comic he was a foil to opus, here.. he’s a joke aged like moldy cheese. Why. Also because he happened to be around during one of the days of recording he’s voiced by academy award winner Dustin Hoffman

But again the scene’s a standout, with Alyson, voiced by Tress Macneile, being fun and enjoyable. The real star is George. In the comic he’s just pretty sad,.. but in the special he’s a special he’s a wonderfully morose ham, who shouts about the ALBATROSSS gloriously. And he too was played by a big name, the late great Robin Williams, who was working with Amblin for Hook and thus gladly agreed. And he brought his best to it, just making every bit if dialouge from George pop, making the tragedy of his life into pure comedy, even wanting Alyson to suck up an albatross> This scene sparkles with Bretheads offbeat style and feels the closest to his work out of the special. I’ts not a bad special overall but the smaller scale of the scene means he can focus the way he does in a strip and it works beauitfully. 

Opus decides to say no no no, to status quooooo and goes to bob’s military hardware and balloons, great background sign gag, to become an “aeronautical vigilante” trying to fly with BALLONS. Hit it!

Sadly Motherfucking ballons don’t help him soar and he ends up plowing over the recurring chorus of a bunch of random weirdly drawn people and Elvis. No not a guy who looks like elvis, wether that was the intent or not. Elvis is canocially alive in Bloom County

I got nothing more to add I just love this very weird fucking strip. 

So Opus snaps at bill and goes home, ending up dreaming of a black and white christmas.. specifically the 1937 film about a plane crash, Lost Horizon. It’s about a group of people trying to escape china who end up in Shangri-La. A And you thought the elvis thing was silly. 

Opus plays the pilot and fails to get them to land as...

And wakes up to his door being pounded on. For once no phrasing. It’s a christmas miracle. The ducks barge in and drag Opus to a crash site.. for Santa. Santa ended up in the icy water, he needs help... and Opus just happens to be equipped. It’s a nice, heartwarming twist: Opus wished so long to fly.. that he forgot what he could do. The narrative dosen’t QUITE wrap around to it the way it should, they never thought to play up his ablility to swim in frosty waters or his natural talents for some reason.... but it’s so charming, and the site of Opus hauling that sled to shore so awesome, that it just.. works. 

So we get a truly touching moment as Santa not only thanks opus, but gives him his hat, replacing Opus lost flying hat he’s had for half the special. It’s truly endearing.

And in the end, Opus gets what he wanted most.. simply by having been himself. The ducks change their ways and apologize for being dicks.. and thus offer Opus a flight. 

So we get our just as heartwarming ending: Opus soaring in the air.. and finding out Bill was the one who recommended him to save santa, offering bill to follow along as “this is for you too billy boy!”. So he flies, getting his wish.. but having already gotten the self respect he thought he’d get with it and giving us a merry christmas “but I simply must fly.” Truly great ending. 

Final Thoughts; 

This special is pretty good. It has it’s flaws: the emotoinal payoffs needed more work to get there. In contrast the more emotoinal moments in both charlie brown and garfields specials felt earned, having a longer road there. Here Opus is needed because the plot does and Bill is thanked because he did something nice with not enough of an apology. The fact the supporting cast is kinda paired down dosen’t help, giving Opus journey less weight as the characters have less chemistry with him than his old friends did. 

So why do I still love this thing? Well for once i’ts to date the ONLY adaptation of something I Love. And keep in mind being the only one does not mean i’ll love it. The tim story ff films are a mess and I still to this day refuse to watch Fan4stic.  Same with Dragon Ball Evolution which is the only adaptation of dragon ball that’s not a direct 1:1 from the manga or anime.. but is also Dragon Ball Evolution. MIght review those some days but the point is I don’t treasure them or WANT them. 

In contrast this film.. I watch every christmas right alongside garfiled and good old charlie brown. While it’s flawed... having flaws is part of the franchise as a whole. The strips have dated humor that’s pretty bad or offesnvie here and there. No one’s perfect. And that’s the message of this film: no one’s perfect, but what makes you you matters. And it’s why I can forgive this films faults: it’s not perfect.. but it still feels like opus, still has the utterly touching moments most good christmas specials need, and is still magic to watch every time. every time I notice new thigns and new neat quirks. So while it’s not perfect.. it’s special. 

If you want ot partake yourself, check it out on youtube there’s multiple copies and I hope this gets a blu ray release at some point (though I own the dvd one at least). For now i’m going to take off eh, thanks for reading. 

[1albumaday]

2020

2020

The Chats - The Clap

Easy-peasy punk rock album 

Loving - If I am only my thoughts

Charming sun-dappled folk-pop, clean, gentle melodies

Steve Spacek - Houses 

iPhone/iPad recorded, latino and jazz accented dance/house beats

Ghali - DNA 

Total Flop and failed expectations. Mishmash of bland and frivolous lyrics and arrangements.

King Krule - Man Alive!

Alienating, violent, romantic, anguishing, doomed, noir / jazz, post-punk, soul, dubstep, electronic, garage rock, hip-hop

Justin Bieber - Changes

Disappointing comeback - boring r&b with zero sex appeal and cheesy lyrics and all-the-same songs

Guided by voices - Surrender your poppy field

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Corrections - Simply Activities

80s new wave and post punk nostalgia - cheesy vocals at times - first half more solid than second

Swim Mountain- If

A lovely mix of indie and funktronica, synth pop, r&b

Caribou - Suddenly

Sly and sofishticated sound design flits between uk garage disco and more - some tracks way less strong than others

Grimes - Miss Anthropocene 

Mix “Ethereal nu metal”, ambient, dance, electronic, drum’n’bass, country - is violent and dark but sexy, delicate and dreamy

Porridge Radio - Every Bad 

A dissonant lush indie rock sometimes dreamy sometimes dark and ironic with mantra-litany dusky lyrics from peaceful to desperate

Four Tet - Sixteen oceans

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Kamaiyah - Got it made

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Poolside - Low season

Funk percussions, retro synths, pop and disco influences + indie vocals

Morioh Sonder - Is this psychedelia?

Surf pop and psych rock, dreamy post punk influences, danceable and whimsical 

KEYAH/BLU - Sorry, I forgot you were coming 

Perfect blend of rap, rnb, experimental pop, dark rhythms textured electronics, intimate tales 

TOPS - I feel alive

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The Chats - High risk behaviour 

Classic old-school pure punk / cheerily undemanding fun

NIN - Ghosts V: Together

Buzzy ambient, melodic hooks, emotional palette of sounds 

NIN - Ghosts VI: Locusts

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Roger and Brian Eno - Mixing Colours

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Fiona Apple - Fetch the bolt cutters

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The Weeknd - After Hours

Satisfying collision of new wave, dream pop, R&B, synth-pop nostalgia

BC Camplight - Shortly After Takeoff 

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Rone - Room with a view 

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Other Lives - For their love

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Lil Uzi Vert - Eternal Atake 

Drill-influenced rapping, melodic crooning, trends-aware hip-hop beats, untouchable pop sound production

Squarepusher - Be up a hello

Frantic breakbeats littered with echoes of classic jungle, hardcore, and drum’n’bass, ’90s drill’n’bass, glitchy 8-bit chaos

The Orielles - Disco Volador

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Portico Quartet - We welcome tomorrow

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Charlie XCX - how i’m feeling now

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Holy Fuck - Deleter

Trippy, psychedelic tapestry of euphoric escapism, ‘90s dance, glitchy beats, airy vocals, experimental electronics 

Luge - Luge

Energetic and playful avant-garde and quirky math rock, zolo? 

Good With Parents, Triple Stephens - Comments & Reflection

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Wishing - None of this was your fault 

Lo-fi indie, ambient, slowcore w/ fragile lyrics 

Bibio - Sleep on the wing 

Indie folk treated like ambient / a gorgeous soundscape of strings, guitars and flutes, feelings of loss, hope and escape. Perfect picture of tranquil countryside memories

Piotr Kurek - A Sacrifice Shall Be Made / All The Wicked Scenes

Electroacoustic experimental, meditative-ritualistic atmospheric music / conceived for theatrical performances 

Military Genius - Deep Web

Meditative ambient, retro-futurist soundscapes / hypnagogic pop, dark, abstract and mysterious / early ‘70s folk interjecting jazz-brass sections 

Jockstrap - Wicked City

Melancholy waltz and winsome ballads, fluttering strings, soft piano glissandi mixed with gnarly and distorted hip-hop beats, buzzing guitars and synths / cherubic vocals, pcmusic-style manipulated at times

Georgia - String Token 

Experimental ambient electronic, minimal, melodic, futuristic, hypnotic and grim

EVOL - Madball Manners

Lingering experimental rave electronic, hardcore, techno 

Upsammy - Zoom

Playful, sampling, abstract IDM, ambient techno, melodic and rhythmic, surreal, futuristic, sparkling synths and billowing pads

Tomasz Kunicki - Muzyka dla Świątyń

Playful and abstract IDM, glittering synths, obscure pads, glitchy and bleepy

Tomasz Kunicki - The sound is gone, where did it go, I have no idea

Very bassy and very dubby IDM, atmospheric ambient and loopy electronics

Kate NV - Room for the moon

80s new wave, progressive electronic, synth pop, cornucopia of melodies and genres. Wriggling synths, chirping flutes, warm baselines, jazzy sax, woodwinds, marimba. Russian girly vocals cartoon theme-song-like.

Khruangbin - Mordechai 

Psychedelic / funk rock with some soul, dub, lounge, poolside disco - exotic and atmospheric 

Dalai Lama - Inner world

Chanted mantras rhythmically woven into wafting new-age flutes, chimes, strings and free-form guitar picking. 

K-Lone - Cape Cira

Tropical ambient house, warm, lush, soft. Zen yet bouncy rhythms. Digital and analogue recordings, at times feels like you’re underwater. 

Arca - KiCk i

Experimental industrial club rhythms with reggaeton and folk influences

The Beths - Jump Rope Gazers

Sleek and personal indie rock, romantic ballads, more sentimental and slow than the previous album

J Lloyd - Kosmos

Tasteful soul and funk pop in 25 tiny tracks, charming low-key, rich textures, good vibes

Julek Polsk - Tesco

Dissonant, ominous, dense, post industrial ambient, noise, sound collage, deconstructed club music

Taylor Swift - folklore

Folk/chamber pop, indie folk, bittersweet, mellow, melancholic ballads

Bill Callahan - Gold Record 

Contemporary folk, warm and deep vocals, pastoral, peaceful and melancholic 

Mura Masa - R.Y.C. 

Indietronica, post-punk revival, catchy indie/synth pop, early 2000 EMO, lots of hip collabs

Fontaines D.C. - A Hero's Death 

Post-punk, indie rock, art punk, gothic rock, raw deadpan male vocals, darkish and melodic

RAMzi - cocon 

Tribal House, ambient dub, balearic beats, downtempo, hypnotic and tropical 

Auguste - Indust 

Experimental ambient electronic + field recordings, glistening and splintered sounds 

Paul Blackford - Betamax

Dreamy and hypnotic trip hop, downtempo, synth wave

A.G.Cook - 7G

49-track archival collection of sketches, cover versions, volatile lab experiments, divided into 7 discs. a glimpse at the whirring cogs beneath hyperpop’s pristine casing.

Clap clap - Liquid Portraits 

Experimental musical tapestry and collage / high-energy concoction of unpredictable and wavy rhythms, exotic vocals and heavy, relentless bass and drums / UK Bass, ambient dub, footwork + far-flung field recordings

E.M.M.A. - Indigo Dream 

Progressive electronic, ambient house / 80s melodic atmospheres, goosebump-inducing synths, whimsical melodies and classical leanings

Leif - Music for screen tests 

Performed live @ Barbican as a 54min session ambient / drone film soundtrack (Andy Warhol's Screen Tests)

Crack Cloud - Pain Olympics

Post/art/dance punk, experimental rock - energetic, anxious, apocalyptic, dark, male vocals

Document - A Camera Wanders All Night 

Post-punk, noise rock, past-hardcore, distorted and raw male vocals

Keisuke Matsuda - Clumsily Back Up

Experimental electronic with playful hummed vocals, lo-fi beats, melodic, youthful, dreamlike

Coi Leray - Now or Never

Gen-Z superstar, melodic flows, bouncy trap, energetic killer lyrics 

The Ophelias - For Luck

Artful, string-laden indie-pop EP, grungy dream-pop, a quarantine remake and a Joni Mitchell cover

Romare - Home

Deep house, UK Bass, groovy and detailed sonic palette + soul and funk influences - dancefloor highs and after party wind-downs

Mulatu Astatke, Black Jesus Experience - To Know Without Knowing 

Ethio-Jazz, Cuban, funk, reggae workout + rapid-fire rap or Afrobeat drums 

Good Doom - Spider Temple Valley

Experimental psych-wave, gentle and peaceful lo-fi, dreamy and oozy with flute, sax and field recordings

Ralph Kinsella - Abstraction

Dark ambient experimental / instrumental electronic

IDLES - Ultra Mono

Post-punk, garage punk, hardcore, noise rock, raw male vocals, dense, energetic, angry, political

Mild Orange - Mild Orange 

Alternative, Indie rock, dream pop, 

Skinshape - Umoja

Experimental psychedelic rock - afro beats - afroswinig - funky - world music

Vulfpeck - The Joy of Music, The Job of Real Estate

Mixed bag of funk, jazz, soul, self-indulgent? classical reworks, progressive electronic, melodic and uplifting, groovy drums and bass lines 

OPN - Magic OPN 

Manipulated and sequenced archive radio and sounds collages as interludes, uncanny processed voices, poppish trope ballads, art pop, sentimental and surreal, dense, progressive hypnagogic electronic and more

Pa Salieu - Send them to coventry

Combined dancehall, Afrobeats, hip-hop and grime. Scattered drums, stop-start energy, handpicked words and rhymes. skips from trap trills to baile breakdowns.

Mama Ode - Tales & Patterns of the Maroons

Classic hip-hop album with jazz, funk, blues and reggae influences. Creole Sega Rap Roots music, afro-drum patterns and grooves

Tony Allen, Hugh Masekela - Rejoice

Live sessions of unique fusion of afrobeat and swing-jazz with lyrics in English, Yoruba and Zulu 

Miley Cyrus - Plastic Hearts

Pop rock, 80s synth-rock, grit and freewheeling sense of fun, rough-hewn panache of vocal performance, bittersweet eclectic and sentimental / collabs with rock idols

2019 

LCD Soundsystem - Electric lady sessions 

Live recording with some new wavy covers 

Harry Styles - Fine line 

Not catchy / mediocre pop 

Boothe - 8 or 9 Walled Room

10 minutes of playful electronic and soft vocals

Good with parents - Good with parents 

Clever indietronica synth pop, fun + ironic + millennial + sax 

Taylor Skye - Kode fine & sons 

Synth, beats and pop vocals 

Famous - England 

Wonky pop punk mixed to electronic sounds and raw spoken vocals

Orville Peck - Pony 

Simple pop rock Johnny Cash style ballads and 80s

Sassy 009 - Kill Sassy 009

Distorted electro pop with strong vocals + post-punk notes

J-Walk - Mediterranean Winds 

Jazzy electronica with glassy synth pads cheesy and chilled out

Mattiel - Satis Factory 

Punky garage rock strong female vocals

Ross Backenkeller - Come Around

Country dreamy and melancholy guitar and vocals 

Legss - Writing Comedy 

Art rock and a dark underbelly of post-punk + topnotch spoken track and electronic sounds

BEA1991 - The Lost Demo EP

Trip-hop with Bjork-style vocals

BEA1991 - Brand New Adult 

Chamber folk and yacht rock meld with R&B and trip-hop

Matt Maltese - Krystal

Lo-fi flowy bedroom pop breakup album

Faye Webster - Atlanta Millionaires Club

Folk-pop, mellow and melancholy soul with an r&b tinge

Infinite Bisous- Period 

Soothing and warm bedroom night album 

Achille Lauro - 1969

Trap changed into rock with romanticised lyrics 

Jerkcurb - Air Con Eden 

Indie-psych and retro Americana, atmospheric, sensitive, wobbly

Octo Octa - Resonant Body

Breakbeats and house bangers

ALASKALASKA - The Dots 

Jazz fusion, disco rhythms and high-gloss art rock

Orphan - Yijoda

Glitchy and sharp electronics + ambient-atmospheric sounds

Honeymoan - Body

Avant-garde pop tapestry of beats and synths with playful vocal

U-Bahn - U-Bahn

Traditional new wave DEVO-moulded, Hypnagogic pop, art-punk, some vaporwave synth sounds

Hail Conjurer - Erotic Hell

Obscure and raw Finnish black metal 

Ride for revenge - Chapter of alchemy 

Quality black metal with long and short tracks pretty smooth 

Boys Age - Neverchanging, Neverending 

Lo-fi, slow-tempo, soul, r&b, mellow tracks with sad very low vocals

MorMor - Some place else 

Indie-pop with sweet synths and delicate vocals 

Felicita - hej!

Overproduced pop dance hits broken down into harsh and jarring staccato melodies, hissing ambient and screams

Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Ghosteen

Endlessly giving and complex meditation on mortality and our collective grief, scored by synths, pianos, and electronics

Portico Quartet - Memory Streams

Ethereal keyboards, hypnotic grooves, layered post-rock textures mixed with electronic, ambient and magnetic jazz build-ups

Charles Rumback + Ryley Walker - Little common twist 

Mellow and pastoral folksy guitar melodies and soft drums + ambient tones, drone electronic

Shadowax - Nikolai Reptile

Effervescent techno and mutant bass jams

The Rhythm Method - How do you know I was lonely?

Ostensibly witty and warm pop songs from hip hop to indie and electronic about romance and millennial youth

Martin Dupont - Accident of Stars

80s kinda goth new wave full of electronics, guitars synths and clarinets

Raime - Planted

Latin American and Chicago footwork influences merged with alien sounds, half-heard voices, dark and rhythmic bass and percussions

Sunn 0))) - Pyroclasts

Sunn 0))) - Life Metal

Slow-motion drone feels like a religious ritual / pipe organ and cello, guitars webbing together the space between notes

Special Request - Vortex 

Breakbeat barnstormers and house epics, with room for bleep, electro and gabber

Caterina Barbieri - Ecstatic Computation

Oscillating sequencers, rhythmic pulsations, cascades of synthesiser melodies echoing dance music/new age

Battles - Juice B Crypts 

Playful electronic wizardry, dense array of beats, bleeps and squelches, loopy keyboards and guitars, ecstatic vocals

Haruomi Hosono - HOCHONO HOUSE

Home-recorded aesthetic, funk shaped into minimalist space-age lounge music 

Florist - Emily Alone 

Thoughtful, calming and melancholic, full of hushed, enveloping guitar sounds and gentle vocals

Spencer Radcliffe - Hot Spring 

Alt-country, indie falk americana, very relaxed,pastoral and wry poetics

Ciamkam - Play-doh Dog 

Noise ambient / screeching, dissonant, surreal, ominous 

Equiknoxx - Eternal Children 

UK soundsystem style, reggae groundings, earthy dancehall with a vast range of puzzling vocalists

Eh hahah - Fissure

Experimental deconstructed electronic, sound collage, glitches and post-club music

Upsammy - Wild Chamber 

Lucid shades of IDM, bleep techno, perky synths and frazzling hi-hats, polyrhythmic drum patterns

Otik - Blasphemy

Fresh, vibrant, dark experimental club music, techno + dance + electronic 

Shanti Celeste - Tangerine

Tech / ambient / deep house, breakbeat, rhythmic and mechanical yet dreamy 

Bez - Banki Mydlane

Dream pop, shoegaze, noise pop, space rock, reverberated female vocals + spoken word

Yu Su - Roll with the punches 

Ambient dub, downtempo, tribal ambient, sampling, mellow, atmospheric with female vocals

Drive45 - Dried up 

Bitpop, Artpop, indietronica, quirky and playful, androgynous vocals 

Lala &ce - Le son d’apres 

French hip hop, trap, cloud rap, alternative b&b, dancehall / sparse dark and ominous, warm female vocals

Leif - Loom Dream

Tribal ambient / ambient techno + field recordings / pastoral, ethereal, atmospheric 

deathcrash - Sundown (a collection of home recordings)

Slowcore, drone ambient, post-punk, fragile male vocals

FEET - What’s inside is more than just ham

Post-punk, indie-rock, dance-punk, sarcastic, playful, technical, male vocals

Coi Leray - EC2

Trap, hyphy, pop rap

Ariwo- Quasi 

Dub techno, afro-cuban jazz, ambient techno, chants, programmed beats, pulsating relentless rhythms and percussions, loud sax

Floating Points - Crush

Strikingly melodic and elegant, cinematic, frantic and distorted rhythms, shuddered synths, vibrant breakbeats, sampling, UK garage nodding

Jacques Greene - Dawn Chorus

Bittersweet, sad but triumphant, mix of experimental electronic and lightweight techno + field recordings, hazy sampled textures, distorted drones + disco house + percussions + spoken word

Men I Trust - Oncle Jazz

Indie electronic, minimal, chillout downtempo, dreamy female vocals, jazzy

Raveena - Lucid 

R&B, soul, experimental, pop, groovy, jazzy and dreamy, with some field and spoken words recordings

2018

Shit and Shine - Very high 

Lazy hippie funk with slowed rnb vocals 

Saloli - The deep end

New Age-inspired delicate only-synth music 

Adrianne Lenker - abysskis 

Guitar and sweet and warm vocals 

Ever ending kicks - Ideas relayed 

Sweet lo-fi similar to the previous two 

Negative Gemini - Bad Baby 

Solid synth pop with dreamy intimate vocals

Okay Kaya - Both

melancholy bedroom-pop sarcastic and harsh lyrics

Trust Fund - Bringing the Backline

Witty yet melancholy self-aware pop-rock

Jockstrap - Love is the key to the city 

A fusion of Bossa Nova, 1930s Disney-esque orchestra, and coarse electronica

Noah Cyrus - Good Cry

Pop and rnb debut album with a bit of gospel and melancholy

Carla dal Forno - Top of the pops

Alternative indie electronic, subtle instrumental backdrops with plaintive vocals

Lala Lala - The lamb 

Alternative/Indie rock with grunge tones and personal and warm vocals

Diamond Thug - Apastron

Progressive but dreamy pop, graceful vocals

Denh Izen - Storage Solutions 

Dark and charming sounds with warm and distorted vocals, desperate but calm

Imperial Triumphant - Vile Luxury 

New York Jazz mixed with top-notch black metal great for a sci-fi dystopian movie - especially Cosmopolis

Oliver Coates - Shelley’s on Zenn-La

Beat-oriented electronic music, sublime cello and synths

Dylan Carlson - Conquistador

drone-metal imaginary Western mostly solo electric guitar

Project Pablo - Come to Canada you will like it 

Dozy laid back deep house with  jazzy chords and subtly swinging drums

Ryley Walker - The Lillywhite Sessions 

Dave Matthews Band tribute with proggy folk, primitive guitar, free improv, Chicago jazz-rock on darker tones 

Grouper - Grid of Points

Empty room, piano and voice slip through your fingers like water

Kali malone - Cast of Mind

Glacial synth tones mapped to acoustic woodwind and brass 

Likes - New Pedal

Short tracks of fun glitch / hypnagogic pop

Jake Tobin - Fifth Thought

Fun and whimsical take on classical sax sounds and guitars

Jake Tobin - 135

Avant-prog / jazz fusion / romanticism / off-kilter melodies / psychedelic chords with the emotion and aesthetic of bedroom pop

Twig Twig - Darkworld Gleaming

Experimental pop, whimsical instrumentation, lo-fi uplift, beats and loops

George Clanton - Slide

Cult 2020s electronic born from vaporware influences mixed with whispery chillwave and downtempo R&B, feels like a 90s rave in an open field, no irony

Good Doom - Mood Life

Unique, very chill, dreamy sound, incorporates world music, trip hop beats, lo fi bedroom pop, krautrock and noise

Ex:Re - Ex:Re

Husky and mellow ambient pop, dream pop? Lethargic and melancholic 

Zaumne - Emo Dub

Minimalistic ominous and repetitive ambient house with ASMR-like spoken words

Ehh hahah - And the weather so breezy, man, why can’t life always be this easy?

Progressive experimental electronic, deconstructed club music, EDM, bubblegum bass, playful yet dark

Kate NV - для FOR

Progressive electronic, ambient, new age, minimalist, surreal, otherworldly and playful. wet, fleshy bleeps; bubbly, liquid noise

Leon Chang - re:treat

Mellow lo-fi hip hop, downtempo, electronic, future bass, sampling 

Coi Leray - Everythingcoz

Pop rap, trap, hyphy tunes, powerful + well produced 

Domenique Dumont - Miniatures de auto rhythm 

Sophist-pop, balearic beat, chillwave, dreampopish, soft female vocals, lush, summery and rhythmic

Big Joanie - Sistahs 

Pretty standard textbook indie-rock, post-punk with female vocals 

Darto - Fundamental Slime 

Haunting and spacious, deep male vocals, intriguing eerie melodies, dream state lullabies + sax and spoken word bit

Old Maybe - Piggity Pink 

Chaotic post-punk, unusual time signatures, strong shouted female vocals

Brad Mehldau Trio - Seymour Reads the Constitution! 

Elegant and melodic modal jazz - post-bop album, fragmented but coherent, ever changing time signature and tempo

2017

Ross Backenkeller - Bardo

Folk indie guitar melodies with honest and gentle vocals

Maruego - Tra Zenith e Nadir

Italian trap with disillusioned and ironic lyrics + cool collabs

Nervous Condition - Untitled 

Forceful drums, wails of sax and commanding vocals - mix of experimental rock, post-punk, no wave, jazz

Powerplant - Dogs Sees Ghosts

Synth punk, garage punk fast and fun

Wool & The Pants - Wool & The Pants

Experimental r&b / soul / hiphop vibez pretty smooth and lo-fi

TOPS - Sugar at the gate 

Soft rock tunes, vintage atmosphere, fuzzy, honey-dipped songs 

Slothrust - Show me how you want it to be 

Covers album with grungy sounds and good arrangements 

Rone - Mirapolis

Misty synths and heavy bass lines, dreary and melancholic industrial electronics, packed with doomed vocals of all sorts of guests. 

Ada Babar & Kasra Kurt - Nino Tomorrow

Weird pop and experimental DIY with MIDI keyboards and guitar, playful lyrics, video game menu music

Good Doom - New Shapes for you

Evocative, dreamy and atmospheric melodies, warm at times, chilly, spooky, grungy, dark at others, synth buzzes, glitchy drums

Phoebe Bridgers - Stranger in the alps

Atmospheric ballads for sad times, deeply personal stories of heartbreak and loss 

Florist - If Blue Could Be Happiness

Indie folk, soft and atmospheric, pure gentle quiet and soft female vocals about understanding light and darkness. Swooping guitar, dots of piano notes, gentle beats that recall Simon and Garfunkel

Wishing - Heat Death 

Ambient pop, lo-fi indie beats w/ soft vocals that make you feel things you haven’t felt in a while

Martyn Heyne - Electric Intervals

Ambient in the broadest sense, calm instrumental downtempo guitar-centric with electronic flourishes

Equiknoxx - Colón Man

Vivid and tactile masterful sound design, syncopated loops, wonky and scintillating rhythms 

American Pleasure Club - I blew a dandelion and the whole world disappeared 

Lo-fi acoustic guitar with raw male vocals

Andrea Laszlo De Simone - Uomo Donna 

Progressive pop, baroque/psychedelic pop + field recordings / bittersweet and pastoral 

Drive45 - Have you seen me? 

Bitpop indietronic, glitch pop, sequencer, dance pop

Drive45 - System Format

Bitpop indietronic, playful video game sounds

Leon Chang - bird world 

Bitpop electronic, sequencer, videogame music, future bass / uplifting mellow and playful 

dynastic - SPACE/SUMMER 

Glitch hop, electronic bubblegum, kawaii future bass, mellow and uptempo, cheesy sax, chaotic sounds + dance floor dnb

Darto - Human Giving 

Spacey experimental electronic mixed with post-punk, warm tones, 80s synths, soft melodic vocals + spoken bits

Pregnant - Duct Tape

Indie/art/soft rock, electronic, brilliant pop tunes, dreamy yet rhythmic

2016

Ever Ending Kicks - Music World

DIY colourful dreamy hazy songs 

Mild Eye Club - Skiptracing 

Low-key folk dreamy with 60s 70s vintage links

Loving - Loving 

Easy and dreamy pop melodies, wavy, warm and mellow

Lala Lala- Sleepyhead 

Alternative/Indie rock with grunge tones and personal and warm vocals

Gruff Rhys - Set fire to the stars

Soundtrack to the homonym 2014 film set in the 50s - soft romance rock, jazz-inspired, elegant and familiar

Oliver Coates - Upstepping

Deep house, techno, footwork blended with sharp and experimental classical strings 

Garden Center - Garden Center

Erratic pop music, fun and playful electronic sounds, silly vocals

Raime - Tooth

Ominus and gloomy sound of dub, electronic and post-rock / stripped down to the flesh 

Amiina - Fantomas 

Violin, cello, drums, percussion, metallophone, harp, ukulele and electronics fused in a contemporary classical post-rock gentle melody-focused experimentation

Jake Tobin - Sorta Upset

Short tracks of experimental rock, avant-prog - eclectic and dissonant, technical and manic

Jake Tobin - Accidentally on Purpose

Post-modern experimental pop, jazz influenced sounds, off-kilter saxophone, silly humour 

Vanishing Twin - Choose your own adventure

Swathes of percussion, exotic drum beats and funky guitars merge into a cosmic blend of reverberating bleeps with jazz skits / heady voyage across sound influences

Good Doom - Hug

Good Doom - Naps

Both off-beat lo-fi with a rock twists, spacey, fuzzy, grainy sounds

Zeal & Ardor - Devil is fine

Top notch black metal merges African-American spiritual slave music and some electronic beats and sounds

Shield Patterns - Mirror Breathing

Haunting vocals and sensual cello, clarinet and piano, all wrapped up in ethereal synths

Ashley Henry - Ashley Henry’s 5ive

Complex and uplifting post-bop jazz, imaginative flare, delicate and soothing piano

Florist - The Birds Outside Sang 

Lo-fi indie, ambient-dream pop,sparse, minimalist keyboard leads bordering on chilly drones + intimate and personal songwriting

CBMC - OOR

Acustic lo-fi bedroom pop with an airy tone and somber feel but still feels fresh and lighthearted 

Told Slant - Going By

Slowcore indie pop/folksy emo, ‘intimate spaces in which small town kids write memories of touch, togetherness, loss, love, depersonalisation’

Kate NV - Binasu

Art pop, progressive electronic, sequencer, joyful grooves but also atmospheric and ethereal sounds, eclectic and dense, melodic female vocals

Zaumne - Przezycia

Minimal ambient techno with a couple of spoken word bits 

Mauno - Rough Master

Enticingly and eclectic indie rock, smooth vocals, strings and moody guitars, delicate piano, powerful drums

Susso - Keira

Tribal house, tribal ambient, folktronica, Mande music, rhythmic and powerful chants

Phern - Cool Coma  

Psychedelic pop, lo-fi, mellow and playful 

Hellier Ulysses - Ulysses Hellier 

Experimental rock, math rock, jangle pop mixed with post-punk, technical, lo-fi, uncommon time signatures

Brad Mehldau Trio - Blues and Ballads 

Deceptively sweet-sounding jazz album, songs are played with variations and every phrase is a cliffhanger - gracefully executed + bonus of my fav song <3

2015

Adeodat Warfield - Pacific, Missouri 

Synth pop with electronic beats, vaporware notes

Ross Backenkeller - Rare Please

Folk indie guitar melodies with honest and gentle vocals

Grimes - Art Angels

Immaculate and authentic, synthetic and unreal but also super pop, folk, and dance / POST-art pop?

Jake Tobin - Third and Fourth Thoughts

Short tracks of weird avant-prog where the vocals follow the melodies all the time

Florist - Holdly

Vocals move slowly and sweetly through gentle meditation sound and soft guitars

Starry Cat - Starry Cat

Indie pop, lo-fi indie, wavy and shaky, bitter-sweet and personal male vocals 

CBMC - FOOTWEAR

Acustic lo-fi bedroom pop with a somber feel but still feels fresh and lighthearted nearly asmr-like vocals 

Wishing - To Forget

Lo-fi indie slowcore, fuzzy synths + acoustic sounds mixed with short electronic tracks / lyrics are whispered and very intimate 

Oren Ambarchi - Live Knots 

Two very long live recorded tracks of propulsive drumming full of tensions and releases + droning notes, plucked strings and mournful guitar 

Juxta Phona - we will not be silence 

Ambient, electronic, minimal melodies over crisp, tactile beats

Khruangbin - The Universe Smiles Upon You

Psychedelic / Funk rock, rhythmic and jazzy, tropical warm and peaceful

Red Sea - In The Salon 

Indie experimental rock, psychedelic pop, math rock, melodic yet uncommon time signatures 

Eyeliner - Buy Now 

Synth-pop/funk - vaporwave / instrumental, melodic, uplifting, lush, futuristic / great bass lines! 

2014

Ricky Eat Acid - Three love songs

First half found sounds, experimental electronics, fuzzy piano loops. Second half IDM beats and keys, choir-like vocals / “might be the sound of music having a dream within a dream about music”

Jake Tobin - Torment 

Jake Tobin - Life as a Clerical Error

Weird dissonant mix of avant-prog, art punk and jazz fusion but in an amazing way

Richard Dawson - Nothing Important 

Brittle, crudely amplified nylon-string acoustic guitar, experimental drones, folk sketches, imitation field cries, and free jazz diversions

2013

Ever Ending Kicks - Weird priorities

Sentimental chill instrumental and colourful with gentle vocals

Gruff Rhys - American Interior

John Evans-themes concept album - witty folk oriented retro-futurist music 

Michael Andrews - Spilling a rainbow

Well-crafted pop tunes, nostalgic and lighthearted memories of folk rock with a dash of avant-garde electronic haze

Pill Friends - Blessed Suffering

Lo-fi indie/emo noisy and raw with existential and stark male vocals 

2012

Told Slant - Still Water

Lo-fi/bedroom-punk with folksy guitars and delicate vocals as if they could break down in tears at any moment

2010

Hype Williams - Find out what happens when people stop being polite and start gettin reel

Ypnagogic vortex of incredibly canny hard to pinpoint music with distorted spoken vocals

Zach Hill - FACE TAT

Constant restless drumming, squiggly melodic instrumental hooks, mosaics of disconnected noises, fuzzy sounds and vocals

2008

Amplifier Machine - her mouth is an outlaw

Half-improvised ambient - drone - experimental - electronic - post-rock

E. Bandel, Victory & Good Hunting - s/t

Classical, piano, folk, melancholic, haunting

2007

Seabear - The ghost that carried us away

Indie/folk multi-instrumental dynamic floating sound, warm melodies, calm and gentle vocals

HEALTH - HEALTH 

A masterful noise/experimental rock with elements of post-punk, drone and electronic - disorienting rhythms, tempo-shifting, noisy outbursts

2005

The Darkness - One way ticket to hell

Hard / glam rock ballads and pop tunes 

2004

The Emperor Machine - Aimee Tallulah is hypnotised 

Mix of electro euro disco, post-punk, krautrock, sci-fi scores, jazz-funk. Thick dance rhythms and mind-altering synths

2002

ESG - Step Off 

Sweet soul with a punk attitude, jazzy sassy vocals

Hella - Hold your horse is 

Non-stop, indie-audio assault / Nintendo music / midi and electronic beats / head-spinning leading drums, very fast guitars

1998

Eels - Electro-Shock Blues

elegantly sad grief and death themed album, deeply personal, yet brilliant pop tunes, post-grunge, jazzy arrangement, archive sounds, electronics

Duster - Stratosphere

Bashful slowcore lo-fi experimental space/indie rock

1975

Bobbi Humphrey- Fancy Dancer 

Funky jazz with forms of world music, soul, club music and pop

1973

Kevin Ayers - Bananamour

Progressive pop, art rock with mix of soul, r&b, reggae - choirs and country type ballads

1972

Kevin Ayers - Whatevershebringswesing

Experimental new age prog rock, semisweet tunes, lighthearted, skewed sounds

1970

Kevin Ayers - Shooting at the moon

Experimental, progressive, avant-garde, rock with jazz influences, sound recordings, excellent songwriting

[contre-qui]

Book 13 of 2020: The Flame Alphabet

The Flame Alphabet by Ben Marcus

I'm exceedingly behind on these reviews, as usual, so please bear with me.

"To refrain from storytelling is perhaps one of the highest forms of respect we can pay. Those people, with no stories to circle them, can die without being misunderstood."

I absolutely fell in love with this book. It's complicated, twisting, and felt weirdly relevant to our current situation. An epidemic has spread across America that makes children's speech lethal to everyone with long-term exposure to it. The protagonist, Sam, and his wife are tortured by their teenage daughter Esther. They don't want to leave her behind as some parents have, but Sam's wife, Claire, is beginning to give out. The story is told in a spiralling manner, in which it circles back to topics previously discussed and events in the past as it continues forward. Additionally, Sam and Claire rely on underground radio transmissions from a rabbi in an unknown location, and Sam begins to hear rumors about a man who is working on a cure for this epidemic. Seemingly overnight, speech is removed from society. Even adults do not speak; though children's speech is the most lethal, any speech exposure is enough to cause symptoms and eventual death. When Sam and Claire eventually escape their daughter, Sam finds himself thrust into an evolving world of cure and vaccine research, examining the nature of speech and communication, and continuing to survive in a world with no verbal or written instructions. There is also an interesting subplot revolving around Sam's Judaism and the way his knowledge of religion and Hebrew factors into his interpretation of the events placed before him. I'm not Jewish, and I tend to dislike religious or spiritual plots/subplots, but I really enjoyed this addition. Everything was laid out in such a way that a goyim like me still figured it all out with no outside research, and I think it added a lot of depth to Sam's character and contextualized some of his decisions and thought processes. I also liked the way Hebrew text made an appearance in the story and impacted Sam's research on communications and cures in the language-stripped world.

Sam is flawed and somewhat gray as a character, but still makes a compelling character who the reader wants to root for no matter what. He has clear motivations, and is a detailed and intricate character. Because there is little to no dialogue throughout the book, Marcus relied heavily on action and description, but I never felt bogged down with exposition. This was certainly an interesting read, particularly because the world Marcus created seems to become a dystopia overnight. I really enjoyed the prose he used to convey this all, and the eventual turn the story takes. The ending, in particular, I enjoyed because it felt conclusive but not cookie-cutter.

As a side note, I noticed some really mixed reviews for this book on GoodReads. People seem to really like Marcus' prose or think the way he builds his world is way too much. I personally enjoyed the somewhat cerebral feel, but others found it heavy-handed. From what others have said, I think you would probably be able to tell from the first few pages if you would enjoy the style - so maybe read a sample before you buy/borrow the whole book.

Trigger warnings for disease, death/character death, complicated family dynamics, self-medication, sex, discussions of religion, and generally heavy topics. It's difficult to give too many specifics without spoiling the book but if you're ever curious feel free to message me for a more detailed list.

My final opinion: My current chart-topper for 2020 favorite!

[gumnut-logic]

V. T. Green (Part 5)

Title: V. T. Green

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Author: Gumnut

21 - 22 Sep 2019

Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS

Rating: Teen

Summary: “Did you discover this, Brains?” He frowned. There was something familiar about this. Maybe they had discussed it recently.

“Oh, no, this is V. T. Green. The man is brilliant.”

Word count: 3282

Spoilers & warnings: None.

Timeline: Standalone

Author’s note: Ooh, two parts in two days. I’m on a roll :D I hope you enjoy it :D

This is one that I have been meaning to write for some time. I hope you enjoy it :D Many thanks to @scribbles97, @vegetacide  and @thunderstorm-bay for all their wonderful help with this.

Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother.

-o-o-o-

Scott was staring at him as if lost for words. The medbay suddenly felt very small.

John’s voice interrupted. “Virgil?”

Virgil cleared his throat and shifted where he sat. “Yes, John.” His arm twinged and he grit his teeth. Damn it.

“I have something you will be interested in.”

“Tell me you’ve found who did it.”

“I think you know who did it.”

What?

“Well, I don’t know. Tell me.” Virgil’s revelation had obviously sunk into his brother. His eyes were glittering with anger.

“About a month after we saved the dam, Windemere ordered a check on the nanocrete. A crew was sent out, but the results were inconclusive. Records show that there was no concern regarding integrity, but a sample of the nanocrete was taken.”

“They messed with our stuff?” Scott was building up a fine head of steam.

“Hardly our stuff, Scott. Besides, Brains has molecularly masked the nanocrete anyway. They had no way to reverse engineer the formula.”

“So why take a sample? It would have been a bitch to hack off.”

“Diamond cutter coupled with a microlaser.”

“Microlaser.” Virgil jumped on the word like a life buoy in the middle of the ocean. “Windemere did this?”

“According to the dam records.”

“Did they go out again?”

“Yes, a month later. Reason was recorded as another integrity check.”

“That’s when they did it.” Virgil bit his lip.

“I concur.” There was something in John’s voice. “I have several images from Global Two on that day.” Images were shunted down to the medbay’s holoprojector.

There were only four and the camera had been focussed on the town, not the dam, but when John looped them into sequence, the crew, dark against the stark white concrete wall moved in a familiar pattern, touching first the central position of the nanocrete followed by the weak points Alan and Gordon had shored up earlier in the day.

“Windemere.”

“Yes.”

“But why?”

“An opportunity, perhaps?”

“By sacrificing his own dam? His own career?”

“A gamble that is still to pay off?” John’s voice wasn’t quite as calm as usual.

Virgil straightened where he sat. “It is not going to pay off.” He threw himself to his feet. “We need Aunt Val and I need to see Windemere.”

He turned to leave and ran slap bang into his brother. The shock shook his frame and his arm.

“What the hell, Scott?”

“Where do you think you are going? I told you to get some rest.”

“I’m fine.”

“You’re not even supposed to be here. You’re supposed to be home in bed.”

“I’m fine! This needs to be done and it needs to be done now.” He glared up at his brother. Of all the frustrating...

“Goddamnit, Virgil, you have to push it, don’t you.” Scott’s voice had dropped rather than risen which meant he was beyond pissed and well into apoplectic. “I will speak to this guy. You sit your ass down now.”

“Scott-“

“No! And don’t you think I’m ever taking you out on a rescue injured ever again.”

Virgil straightened, his glare a physical heat between them. “Do you think I enjoy doing this? Do you think I am into self-flagellation? I do this because it has to be done. I do this because I am the only one who can do it.”

“Bullshit, Virg! I can fly Brains out here in no time.”

And there it was, the core of the matter. “Brains is a mechanical engineer, Scott. He’s a goddamned genius, but when in the hell is this family going to realise I have my own specialities. I may not have a pile of blasted paper to prove it, but you’ve always trusted me. Always. Why not now?!”

It took Scott down a peg, his shoulders shifting as he let out a frustrated sigh. “You’re injured.”

“I have a weakened arm. There is nothing wrong with my brain, Scott, and that is what is needed here. No heavy lifting, no mechanical aid, no Thunderbird Two, just me and what is between my ears. For god’s sake, trust me.”

“I do.”

“Then let me do this.”

“Virgil...”

“Oh, for the love of... no wonder most of you haven’t worked it out.” Frustrated, Virgil used his left shoulder to push past his brother. “Thunderbird Five, could you please put me through to Aunt Val?”

“FAB.” Whether John had overheard their discussion or not - he probably had - he did not react to it at all.

Virgil strode out the medbay, heading for the hatch so his girl could let him down onto the worn asphalt his ‘bird was parked on. Scott followed without a word. Whether or not what had been said made a difference, Virgil did not know. Chances are Scott would pick up the conversation later and rip strips off him, but too bad. This had to be done now.

-o-o-o-

Scott was furious.

He followed his brother out of his ‘bird and into the evening light. Far down below the dam, water gushed into the stream, desperate to empty the reservoir.

Whatever John said to their Aunt, it had her appearing in a GDF flyer almost immediately, the vehicle hovering to allow both brothers to board.

“Scott, I have to say I am happy to have you boys here on this one. Thank you so much for all your assistance with the evacuation and shoring up the town.”

Keeping a polite face, Scott buried his anger at his brother to maintain civility. He would save it for later. “It is what we do, Colonel.”

“Well, I am very happy that you do it. Now, John said your request was urgent.” The flyer lifted slowly.

Scott looked at his brother. Okay, Virgil, this is your play.

A flash of brown in his direction. “Colonel, we need to speak to Windemere. I have some suspicions I need confirmed.”

“Windemere is in the brig. He did nothing but hamper attempts to prevent this disaster. I have questions of my own.”

Virgil straightened his shoulders. “I need to see him. It is important.”

Casey flicked a glance at Scott, who tilted his head just a little. Virgil’s shoulders tensed beside him.

Okay, maybe Virgil had a point.

“Virgil needs to speak to the dam supervisor. He has some technical questions.”

Casey lowered her eyes to the younger brother, her lips pursed just a little. “Very well.”

-o-o-o-

There was an empty cabin and a couple of chairs. To be honest, Virgil was quite happy to sit down. Scott was right. He shouldn’t be here, but it was no good wishing for what he couldn’t have. Work with what you’ve got. It was a Jeff Tracy motto, one Virgil Tracy kept close to his heart.

Of course, the pissed off mother hen beside him, didn’t fail to notice his sag into the chair. Even Aunt Val was eyeing him with concern.

Fine! He had a bent wing, but for god’s sake, he was okay.

Scott furrowed his brow.

Virgil turned away and ignored him.

Windemere was led into the room. Both the GDF and Thunderbird Five were recording this interview. Virgil desperately needed an independent eye that wasn’t IR to see what this man had done.

“Mr Windemere, these two agents of International Rescue have requested to speak to you. Please answer their questions fully and to the best of your knowledge.”

The man snorted. “I know my rights. I don’t have to say anything.”

“That is your choice, but you will find that the charges being laid against you will go kindlier if you help.”

“Is that a threat?”

Casey straightened, an eyebrow arching. “No, Mr Windemere, a simple fact.” The Colonel turned and took another seat towards the back of the room witnessing the interview as Virgil had requested.

Windemere turned to Virgil. “So, have you finished destroying my dam.”

“As I have repeatedly said, Mr Windemere, the dam’s disintegration was not caused by our repairs.”

“Prove it.” It was almost a snarl.

Virgil arched an eyebrow. “We have. It must have taken you some time to laser bore all those holes into the dam wall.”

“What holes?”

Virgil poked at his holoprojector and his scan results appeared for all to see.

He didn’t miss the quietly indrawn breath of his Aunt behind him.

Windemere was suddenly very still. His expression wasn’t perfect, the man was too stupid for that.

But not stupid enough.

“And I suppose you put that together with your little proprietary gadget that no one else knows anything about?”

“These scan results were achieved using a standard IR structural scanner, a device we use to locate structural defects, load points and hidden support mechanisms. I used the same scanner last week to calculate the weakest point in a brick wall in order to save a toddler from a fire. Yes, they are proprietary and no, you can’t see their schematics. The scan, however, is correct and true to fact.”

The snarl returned. “Why should I believe you.”

“Why shouldn’t you?”

“Because you destroyed my dam.”

“We did not destroy your dam.”

“Prove it.”

“I just did.”

“Well, isn’t that just perfect for you. All that data that no one else can prove right or wrong, we just have to believe you are not lying.” His lip actually curled like a dog’s. “But you are.”

Virgil let it wash over him. Beside him, Scott was stiff as a board.

“What possible reason would International Rescue have to want to destroy the Grand Sequoia Dam?”

“To hide your own screw up.”

“What screw up?”

“The damage that your fancy concrete did to the dam.”

“There was no damage.”

“Prove it.”

Scott’s knuckles creaked as his fist tightened.

Virgil didn’t dare look in his direction.

“Mr Windemere, what are your qualifications?”

The man blinked, the question coming out of left field, but he straightened somewhat, obviously proud of his own achievements. “I am a graduate of the highest ranked engineering college in the world, Denver, of course.”

Virgil knew this; John had briefed them both on Windemere’s background prior to this little interview, but the engineer was still caught between laughing and cursing the fact this idiot was a product of the same educational institution he was.

Goes to show that education is certainly not everything.

“Were you there when Abby Applegate blew up the Chem Lab building?”

The man actually snorted. “I dated Abby Applegate.”

Well, that explained a lot. Abby Applegate was legendary at Denver. She was a genius, but not too bright on so many other fronts. Her theories were breakthrough, her execution catastrophic. The woman had been at Denver forever and yet she still hadn’t graduated. Virgil suspected the College kept her on campus as a public service while farming her for her brilliance.

Windemere frowned. “You went to Denver?!” His eyes widened. “You’re Virgil Tracy!”

“Yes.” The man was an idiot. Their attendance only overlapped by one year, but then Windemere had been there long before Virgil ever set foot on campus.

“Son of Jeff Tracy.” And there was the inevitable.

“Yes.”

“You work for International Rescue?”

Virgil’s arm was aching and his patience growing short. “Abby Applegate is brilliant. She was a core contributor to today’s hover technology. Did you know that?”

Windemere stared at him. “Sure. What has that got to do with anything?”

“Do you remember the Pacific seaquakes several years ago? The Tsunami Disaster? Abby Applegate was responsible for designing the technology that enabled the Hood to create those seaquakes. She didn’t know, or, I suspect, care, who got their hands on the technology. She released the designs as a theoretical. The Hood got his hands on them and the world suffered for it.” He pinned the man with his eyes. “This is why International Rescue technology is proprietary. This is why we don’t release our designs or formulas. Everything we do is for the good of everyone. But not everyone cares like we do.”

“Have you finished preaching?”

It was Virgil’s turn to tighten a fist under the table. “What did he offer you?”

“Who?”

“The Hood.”

The sudden silence was telling, but far from proof.

“He wanted the formula for the nanocrete, didn’t he? Offered you money in exchange for your career and integrity?”

Windemere’s lips thinned. “I have no idea what you are talking about.”

God, the man was a pathetic liar. Beside him, Scott shifted in his seat. Virgil reached out and placed his hand on his brother’s knee. Blue flickered in his direction.

“Mr Windemere, we have molecular proof of artificially instigated concrete cancer, we have the delivery method, we have your service records, we know you did this. You do not have the technology the Hood requested and we are not going to give it to you. Your better option is to own up to your crimes and hope the courts are kinder to you for it.”

To Virgil’s surprise, the man smiled. “But to prove it, you will have to reveal your technology to those courts.”

Virgil eyed the man. What was his motivation? He stood to lose everything in this scheme. What could possibly be driving him to career suicide?

The man’s smile widened.

Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me. It couldn’t be as simple as that, could it? Really?

“You know, Scott, I don’t think he knows anything. I don’t think he is bright enough to pull this off.” He flicked a glance in his brother’s direction, hoping he’d pick up on his train of thought.

As always, his big brother read his mind, eyes drilling into his for just that split second. “I told you that. He has to be a puppet of a smarter mind. We are wasting our time.” Scott stood up.

“I am no puppet!”

Wow, that was quick.

Acidic blue cut the man down. “There is no way you are smart enough to pull this off, Windemere.”

Virgil stood up. “He dated Abby Applegate. Perhaps she inadvertently released another of her ‘ideas’. Colonel Casey, the GDF will have to do something about her.”

Aunt Val rose, eyes darting between Virgil and his brother.

“It wasn’t Abby!” Windemere threw himself to his feet.

Virgil ignored him, taking a step towards the door. “Did I tell you about the time Abby set fire to her dorm by exploding a donut?”

Scott followed his lead. “A donut?”

“Pumped it full of homemade C-4 equivalent. Blew out sixteen windows and burned down half the building.”

“You’re kidding.”

“No, it was spectacular.”

“It wasn’t Abby!”

“No one was hurt, fortunately. Though she did revolutionise the explosives market. Come to think of it, I used a derivative just last week during that mine collapse. It is an excellent product to work with.” He latched onto his brother’s eyes. “This corrosion would be right up her alley. I don’t know why I didn’t think of her earlier. It’s not like she hasn’t supplied the Hood before. He does only work with the best, I’ll give him that much.” A dismissive hand thrown in Windemere’s direction. “There is no way Windemere would make the grade.”

“Hey!”

Virgil hit his comms, knowing John was already listening in. “Thunderbird Five, could you give me a current location on Abby Applegate. She should be still housed at Denver College grounds.”

“FAB, Thunderbird Two.”

“Abby didn’t do it! I did!”

The room fell silent except for the harsh breathing of the man at its centre. His face was red, skin gleaming in the overhead light. “I’m just as smart as Abby, Just as smart. Smart. I’m smart.” And something in the man’s angry mind clicked and he realised exactly what he had done. He went still as stone for a moment, staring wide-eyed at Virgil.

An inarticulate scream and he threw himself across the table, hands clawing.

One hooked Virgil’s sling before he could react and, for a split second, all he saw was Windemere’s wild face and a flash of pain striking across his vision in all its colour variegated glory.

A blur of blue IR uniform and Virgil found himself falling back into his seat with a jarring thud as Scott intervened between him and the raging engineer. GDF guards piled in, and the man was dragged off the IR operatives, still screaming incoherently.

“Lock him up.” Aunt Val’s voice could not have been more disgusted. Windemere was bundled out of the room. His screams echoed down the hall.

“Virg, you okay?”

Virgil blinked and found Scott crouching down at his side, worry in his eyes. “Uh, yeah. Sorry about that. Didn’t expect him to completely explode.” He straightened up and winced. “Should have reacted quicker.”

His brother looked up at their Aunt. “Do we have enough?”

A sharp nod. “We have enough. Thank you, Scott. Thank you, Virgil.” She frowned down at him. “I think it is time you went home, young man.”

Virgil resisted the urge to roll his eyes as Scott immediately straightened up. “I agree.” He held out his hand. “C’mon, Virgil, Grandma is waiting.”

This time he did roll his eyes. “I’m fine.” But as he took Scott’s hand and his brother helped him to his feet, he realised that, yes, he was beyond tired, he was sick of being in pain, and yes, all he wanted to do was go home.

For just a moment, Scott drew him close. “You did good, Virg.” A squeeze to his uninjured shoulder. “You did good.”

-o-o-o-

The ride home was a blur.

Scott hauled him onto TB2, dragged him to the medbay, and produced the dreaded painkillers, glaring at Virgil until he swallowed the necessary dose down.

There was a brief ‘discussion’ on whether Virgil should lie down on the gurney, but ultimately he ended up in the cockpit.

He must have fallen asleep because next he knew Scott and Gordon were gently pulling him from his seat and lying him down. A flush of cooler air had him breathing in deep, but another sigh and he drifted again.

Murmured words, the familiar scent of his own cotton sheets, and he let himself go.

Job complete.

Now he could sleep.

-o-o-o-

The afternoon sun was crawling across his bed when Virgil woke the next day.

Its brightness had him blinking and shifting stiffly in his bed. A yawn, creaking fabric and he discovered he was still in his uniform, his baldric draped over a chair and his boots out of sight. It had obviously been impossible to remove the blue coverall simply because of his sling.

A whiff and he realised his odour wasn’t the most pleasant. A shower sounded divine.

Movement, however, was a whole different matter.

He sighed.

His ceiling invited thought as he traced the meditative swirls, his mind skipping over the events of the day before. Windemere’s stupidity, Abby’s brilliance. The nature of genius.

Gordon’s proud grin as he realised Virgil was V. T. Green.

He smiled, a fondness for his younger brother swelling in his gut.

But those thoughts returned his mind to the situation with his website, Brains and what the hell he was going to do about it all.

Yesterday had shouted all kinds of issues at him. So many examples of genius and stupidity and the abuse of knowledge and power. He pursed his lips.

Reaching for his tablet, he brought up his blog, only to find his inbox once again bursting at the seams with notifications.

Quiet words under his breath.

A decision and he flicked through his dashboard until he found what he was looking for.

He swallowed and, with a touch of a finger, shut the website down.

Permanently.

-o-o-o-

End Part Five

Part Six

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Signs give the party originator/extra room division a cash related procedure. For standard articles of clothing purchased from stores, yet not picked by the expert for the entertainers, will be come back to the different stores for markdown. Extra room stockrooms brag lines and zones roof high of gatherings fit to be leased for express period pieces. Outfit stock are pulled from their racks and ignores isolated through to dress the entertainers. These improvement trademark ordinary factors what's more have boxes and boxes and boxes of update also. From all the various sorts and sizes of footwear, tops, gloves, embellishments to cover, head-contraption, dress or other perplexing quality things, for example, shaped force fatigues, star garments or zombie duds, and so on.

On the system of a film there is perseveringly an extra room trailer as a scramble of the celebration. Notwithstanding, the on-screen character's or entertainer's extra room is hung up in their trailer before they show up for the days shooting. All pieces are given to the entertainer near underclothing, particularly if the air is cold. Entertainers place hot packs in their footwear, pockets or possibly around their body and are surrendered a spread coat. The coat serves to cover the extra room, keep the on-screen character warm and shield the outfit from the parts.

On set, there are extra room interfaces that manage the on-screen characters. They ensure all storeroom is put on pleasingly, there are no change issues or pieces missing and they ensure everything is in it's optimal spot and worn the correct way. Each outfit the entertainer wears will be gotten for congruity purposes. Right when an entertainer has changed into his storeroom he will go to the extra room trailer for appreciation before scrambling toward set.

To summarize things, extra room is a central bit of the mammoth film puzzle. Outfits make the entertainer's character come a live. They help the on-screen character change into his/her turn of events. For the additional things, they might be out of sight, with the TV or film. In this manner, the social affair, we recuperate the opportunity to kick and take it all in.

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The Actor's Wardrobe

For those in the film business, storeroom proposes the social event or outfit an on-screen character, entertainer or additional wears while on a TV or film set. These outfits can be standard dress to stock troupes to those social gatherings made using scratch tim hutton .

Right when an on-screen character goes for work they will change and finish a hurling structure with their own data, body sizes and estimations. Upon the entertainer booking the turn of events, this data is then sent to the storeroom office/division about as a call is made quickly to the on-screen character to diagram or crowd his/her central systems including estimations. The on-screen character must have this data immediately open whether it has been submitted at the tryout/callback. An estimation sheet is required by all on-screen characters or those going out for administrator tryouts.

After the extra room originator/paltriness has conversed with the on-screen character (parent for youth entertainers) through telephone and hack down their data they will examine for the on-screen character's extra room assesses either at a near strip shopping center if standard articles of clothing is to be worn for the shoot or they will structure a fitting for the on-screen character to come in and give changing stock outfits or pieces a shot. In the event that the associates have purchased out the stores in the strip shopping center the on-screen character will be called once more, yet this opportunity to structure a storeroom fitting at the creation office in the party office.

The extra room fitting filtered through by the storeroom pointlessness will be for a day and time that is fundamental for the two social gatherings. The on-screen character will have all the stores of being 15 minutes before timetable for the fitting and bring any article of clothing he/she has been asked to by the extra room associate. This everything considered occurs for fittings for plugs. An entertainer may be referenced to bring a couple from dress shoes or running shoes, belt, vest, and so forth. In the event that the storeroom is utilized in the business the creation will pay a charge to lease that garment from the entertainer. This activity everything considered repays the entertainer with extra part. Bewildering dress reasonably as gear leases for about $25.

As bit goes, entertainers get paid to discharge part room fittings. They get paid for a 2 hour call, at any rate it by and large takes under an hour to wrap up. A spot of the time an on-screen character should look at different extra room fittings particularly on the off chance that he/she is having their outfit made for them. As the entertainer endeavors various outfits, various mixes of outfits or bits of knowledge for stand-separated pieces a photograph will be taken of the on-screen character in each outfit. These photographs are then sent to the chief and moreover producer(s) to get last help. The authority may pick an outfit or outfits from these photographs or game-plans that the creator think about different choices or proposal.

Additional things are foundation entertainers that fill during the zones around the on-screen characters. Additional things are moved closer to bring or deftly their own storeroom of three complete changes from head to toe including ornamentation. In additional things holding, the entertainers show the storeroom associates their extra room decisions. The enrichments will by then confirmation an outfit from the additional things decisions or propose another outfit by saving various things. Correctly when seen the extra is alright to step on the set. Occasionally additional things have remarkable necessities and will be set up for a creation since they own a specific outfit, for example, a tuxedo, floor length outfit, Halloween gathering, sports uniform, and so on. Additional work relies upon the closet an extra has in his/her additional room. Additional things deftly their own storeroom since it's less issue for the creation. It's enthusiastic, clear, all dress fit's the manager experienced and there's little expense to the creation.

Film pre-creation for extra room can begin around a month and a half before shooting. The position what's more makers are demonstrated drawn gifted specialist begins, formed and swatched with unassuming extents of outfit for each character. These samplings offer a thought of what the proposed outfits/extra room will be worn by the on-screen characters. Headings are given about the cut and catch of the outfits, changes to existing stock, and so forth. Outfits made or made using scratch by and large unite a get facilitator. The originator reviews the time or timespan, looks at for the materials, structures the evaluations/assessments and collects the pieces for the social occasions. Outfits made by fashioners are on a phenomenally basic level Historical or period pieces, dream pieces correspondingly as present day/advanced.

The Academy Awards rewards creators. Best Costume Design is the arrangements for outfit facilitators and it has ran from 1948 to introduce. For this class packs are made or made by the organizer for all the characters/entertainers in the film. The facilitator's get-together can blend tailors, needle workers, appliquers, dyers, cutters, breakers-down (they make the things look worn), boot creators, top producers, embellishments producers, and so on. The champ of the 82nd Academy Awards for Costume Design was Sandy Powell for The Young Victoria.

Signs give the party originator/closet division a cash related strategy. For customary articles of clothing purchased from stores, yet not picked by the administrator for the entertainers, will be come back to the different stores for markdown. Extra room stockrooms boast lines and zones roof high of social affairs fit to be leased for express period pieces. Outfit stock are pulled from their racks and ignores sorted out to dress the entertainers. These improvement trademark regular factors moreover have boxes and boxes and boxes of overhaul too. From all the various sorts and sizes of footwear, tops, gloves, embellishments to cover, head-contraption, dress or other astounding quality things, for example, formed force fatigues, star pieces of clothing or zombie duds, and so on.

On the strategy of a film there is on and on an extra room trailer as a piece of the celebration. In any case, the on-screen character's or entertainer's extra room is hung up in their trailer before they show up for the days shooting. All pieces are given to the entertainer near underclothing, particularly if the air is cold. Entertainers place hot packs in their footwear, pockets or possibly around their body and are surrendered a spread coat. The coat serves to cover the extra room, keep the on-screen character warm and shield the outfit from the parts.

On set, there are extra room interfaces that manage the on-screen characters. They ensure all storeroom is put on adequately, there are no change issues or pieces missing and they ensure everything is in it's optimal spot and worn the correct way. Each outfit the entertainer wears will be gotten for congruity purposes. Right when an entertainer has changed into his storeroom he will go to the extra room trailer for understanding before scrambling toward set.

To summarize things, extra space is a central bit of the mammoth film puzzle. Outfits make the entertainer's character come a live. They help the on-screen character change into his/her action. For the additional things, they might be out of sight, they feel related with the TV or film. Additionally, the gathering, we recoup the opportunity to kick and take it all in.

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【 I, My, Me, Mine 】

♡ pairing | Toga x ᶠᴱᴹ Reader ✑ word count | 3.9k ✎ genre | angst ✗ warnings | knives, blood, character death, identity theft ✮ A/N | the Toga origin story literally no one asked me to write

The harsh white light that glows overhead, filling the quiet room with equally muted tones has settled painfully in Toga’s head. With every second ticking past she can feel a pounding against her eyes like a prisoner beating against their cell walls. But perhaps that isn’t all attributed to the headache that’s steadily scraping against her skull. There’s always been another person inside her; smaller, weaker, easy to ignore. The pain of their nails scraping incessantly inside her head has long since become a sort of white noise, only recently has it spiked to a volume that impossible to ignore. To her credit, Toga had tried to pretend she didn’t hear the little niggling voice in her head spike in volume all those months ago, but it was a fruitless endeavor. Every time she gets her mind to quiet, to become sweet and docile–the girl everyone thinks she is; the girl she should be–she does something that has her mind screaming out at an earsplitting decibel.

It had started as a soft hum that now buzzed through her head like a fitful swarm of wasps, stinging and stinging until her mind is swollen, overflown, with thoughts of her, her, her. At times, Toga just wants to slap her hands over her ears and scream at the top of her lungs, willing everything else to silence. But that’s not what sweet and docile girls do, especially not in the middle of a classroom. But this accursed room is always when that little voice gets bigger, going from a lisping child to a lumbering beast with just one glance at her. Knowing the cause should make it easy to ignore, easy to contain her mind that’s threatening to detach from her will completely. And it would be that easy if she weren’t so magnetic. It’s a Herculean task for Toga to know she’s there, in the same room with her, to know she could look up and see her. Then not do it. It’s a sort of masochistic game she plays with herself, resting to see just how thin she can stretch her mind before it breaks. She’s getting close to the answer if the pain still galloping through her head like a herd of wild stallions is any indication.

Toga looks for a distraction that doesn’t involve the paper sitting in front of her. She’s in no mood to deal with mathematics and the margins of her worksheet is already filled with the aimless scribbles of her restless hand. To stop from tapping her pen and drawing attention to herself, Toga takes to poking at her pencil case. The gel like material gives with each prod, mutilating the pastel character decals printed on it and warping the overhead lights to a less offending brightness. After a particularly hard jab the unzipped opening gives way like a belly split up the middle, but instead of entrails the rest of her school supplies spill onto her desk. Amongst the pens, pencils, and erasers is an innocent looking box cutter. The sweet Hello Kitty design is as unoffending as it can get, but Toga is more interested in the blade still sheathed in the pink plastic.

With a steady glide of her thumb the blade emerges from its sheath, catching the painful light on the edge. It’s a new blade, never used, never tainted. Toga has plans for this particular blade. Her wrist flexes carefully, working to not flash a refraction of the light across anyone’s unsuspecting line of vision. If she’s caught her blade will most likely be confiscated with a lecture on being more diligent when it comes to her studies as the only replacement for what could barely qualify as a weapon. This wasn’t a weapon, not really. Knives were weapons. This meager blade could only offer her a taste of what she wants. And taste she does and the blade finally catches on what has been the object of her thoughts for these past, seemingly endless, months. The clean blade offers her a mirror-like surface to spy on her from like the Evil Queen looking through her magic mirror. The fairest one of all is on full display for her eyes only, working as studiously as ever on her math problems like all the other students around her.

Toga greedily absorbs everything she can about her in this moment. Mere drops compared to the monsoons she’s been gifted with in the past but it’ll be enough for now. It has to be. There’s only a few minutes left of classes for the day and she doesn’t work her part-time job today. Toga’s sure of it. Just as she watches her now, she watches her always. Wanting so badly to know about her; her likes, her dislikes, what makes her happy, what makes her sad, everything. It’s more than a wanting, it’s a necessity. She’s like a drug that invaded her mind and clouded her thoughts with nothing but the next time she’ll get her fix and Toga is a blissful addict. A fang catches on the plush edge of her lip, biting down to muffle the nearly erotic noises that are threatening to bubble to the surface.

She isn’t doing anything. Not really. But it’s all the small intricacies that make her entire being. Like each thread of a tapestry. Alone they don’t seem important, but what would the artwork be without them but an idea and an empty loom. Toga tastes her own blood, bitter and metallic on her tongue as she presses the tip of her pen against her mouth. Her lips are parted in the way Toga imagines they’d look if she were making a lewd noise, but only a sigh escapes those petal soft lips as she stares down at her desk pensively, pen catching between her teeth in thought. Toga spares a look down at the risk of missing even a second of her to see the pen so similar to the one being brandished so erotically between your lips. There’s only the faintest hint of chipping on the cap. Because she don’t chew her pens, she simply bites. Holding it in place then releasing. Toga wonders how it would feel to do such a thing to her. To set her fangs against the delicate skin of her neck and feel her sink into submission before releasing her. Her thighs snap together beneath her desk.

The sound is caught in the cushion of the final bell. No one notices Toga’s slip up, her debauched display that breaks her facade as a sweet and innocent girl. She’ll be glad to be rid of this place if only until tomorrow. Her mask can come away and be replace with a more convincing one. Their blood tastes different on her tongue. Toga hums hauntingly at the thought of her blood. Perhaps today will be the day she finally gets more than a menial sample of the liquid ambrosia flowing through your veins. She stumbles against the back of lockers at the thought of how her blood tasted on her tongue. It had been a simple happenstance during the time the both of you were assigned to clean the classroom. A clumsy slide of her hand against a stack of papers had split her delicate finger open. It was a small sliver, only a single pearl of blood beading at her fingertip but Toga had been unable to stop herself. Facade forgotten in the face of what she craved most in that moment. She had laughed so abashedly at the feeling of her tongue laving at the small cut. Toga has played it off as a gesture between friends, a worry that she might get dust in her wound if it wasn’t attended to immediately.

Because she was her friend. Toga had made it so. Anything she could do to her closer to her was done in a heartbeat. At the thought of her already slinking so far away from her, Toga’s chest tugs like there’s a string tethered from her heart to hers. She rushes through shoving her belongings in her locker and runs through the emptying halls just in time to see her dropping her bike lock into her book bag. The bike in question is an eclectic collection of stories that Toga knows by heart. Originally a somber black beneath the chipping teal paint, her father had painted it to be a unisex color; a bike shared between all three of his children. Her brother, though younger, was large for his age and able to ride it with ease. There are marks of him in the Hero trading cards pinned ever-so carefully to the back tire spokes. Her older brother is evident in the sawed off handlebars; an act of rebellion to remove the silver and white streamers that originally resided there. Her only addition was the faded and ripped flame decal slapped in the center of the guardrail; a act of solidarity with her older brother’s more rugged intentions for the communal mode of transportation.

Toga watches as she mounts the bike, carefully of sitting properly with uniform skirt–although a pair of shorts always resides beneath the pleated fabric–and kicks off the wet pavement. She wonders why she bothered to ride her bike to school in the first place. Winter is waning, but still hanging on to the last dregs of cold weather. This morning had been deceptively warm only for the clouds to fall heavy and break open with bursts of icy white just as the first bell rang. The snow has mostly melted in the afternoon snow, but there’s always the chance of small puddles icing over as the sun begins to set. It’s why she follows her, Toga insists, although it isn’t that at all. It’s an alibi for if she’s caught, but only if. She knows the route she takes home as well as her own, knows the people that linger on the way there. Toga steps into a thicket of bushes a few blocks out from campus and crouches in the fading light. Here she strips off her uniform, folding it into her bag and replacing it with something entirely new.

The woman that runs the food cart she passed everyday is clumsy and susceptible to the easy smiles and coquettish laughter that Toga has to offer. The day she caught the woman with an open wound was imminent, but took longer than expected. It had taken weeks to get even a few drops of her blood and it tastes oddly greasy on her tongue, much like the food she sells. The woman and her cart have been missing this past month, the cold keeping them at bay. Toga can only hope today isn’t the day she’s fooled into returning to her normal routine just as she was fooled into riding her bike. Toga can see her up ahead, small in the distance, but just a glimpse of you is enough to have heat spreading through her already ruddy cheeks. She wills her out of her thoughts and takes in a deep pull of the brisk air, fading out of existence as she walks the same path she’s taken so many times. Hopefully her familiar face will be enough to lure her into the trap she’s set out, but only time will tell.

A safeguard presents itself as she passes a group of children tossing chunks of ice and snow at each other. One child goes down with a wail, fat tears leaking down his flushed cheeks in an instant. Toga can small the blood and see the plan formulating. She makes a stop, ignoring the way her new body groans and lurches under its heavy weight, crouching down to assist the child. The cut isn’t terrible, just a few centimeters long and shallow, but there’s blood to be tasted, an identity to be borrowed. She soothes the cut with a maternal kiss and tastes the tart of his blood on her tongue. After a moment the tears stop and he goes back to playing. Toga ducks into a shaded store front that’s been closed for the day, taking off the woman’s clothes to become a child. With another long pull of frigid air Toga fades out of existence, only appearing again once she’s standing directly in her path. As expected, the worn tire treads don’t take well to the ice hidden in the deepening shadows and she goes flying over the flaming handlebars to land heavily in a snow back. The slush cushions her fall and Toga mourns the painless landing. There’s not a single trace of her blood in the air. Soon there will be. Very soon, Toga reassures herself. Disappearing long enough for her to start to come to.

For a moment, Toga thinks she’s missed a delicious taste of your exquisite blood, that her senses failed her. But as she moves closer to her prone, but awakening form, she realizes the red-dyed snow is the result of a Crimson Riot trading card stuck in the pile of snow like a throwing star. The Hero’s namesake color being drawn off the paper by the watery bed she’s attempting to rise from. Without bothering to remove her closes, Toga uses her last dregs of blood to nearly triple in size. The child’s clothing tearing in favor of the delivery man uniform she dons inconspicuously. It had been a lucky break that Toga had witnessed the poor man’s first workplace injury as he sliced his palm open along with the box of packages he was delivering. There’d been enough blood for her to maintain this form for at least a few hours, but with his burly build and long legs Toga won’t need all that time. She leaves her bike to be found by the next passerby in favor of turning for home. A place where no one would dare call her anything less than sane. The voice in her head rejoices at the promise of having her all to herself. No one could stop her from being her true self when it’ll be just the two of them.

She stays docile in Toga’s arms the entire trip there, eyes opening for only a few minutes before closing again. The bruise on her head is darkening with the coming of night and Toga wonders if she has a concussion. It makes no nevermind to her. She always admired how she was rebellious in small ways; wearing bright colored shorts beneath her bland school uniform and refusing to wear a helmet when she rode her bike. It’s all so endearing and Toga wants to know why she does these things, how it feels when she does it. She wants to know everything. And she will. Her parents make no move to stop her as she caries her trophy over the threshold, dropping grey sludge in the entryway as she returns to the form they gave to her. Toga was born to be a predator. They made it so. Now they must reap what they’ve sowed in her. The fierce, feline appearance; a mane of wild blonde hair, restless golden eyes that split down the center, insatiable fangs that ache for her next taste of blood. Toga is only doing what’s expected of her as such a natural born predator. She’s the meek prey, still weak in her arms. Toga can do as she pleases with the spoils she’s won. They don’t even venture to ask who she is. And if victory weren’t so palatable on her tongue she’d make them see, she’d tell them exactly who she is.

The goddess that’s bewitched her looks degraded on her bed. Simple linen sheets of a soft orange like the fading sun cushion you. White pillows spreading out like wings beneath your head and shoulders. She’s the perfect picture of divine grace and Toga can’t wait to feel just as angelic. But first she has to see. Her limbs are cold and pliable under her hands, like a freshly dead corpse. Her clothes fall away piece by piece until only her underwear keeps her celestial innocence. Clothes don’t matter anyway. Toga has a uniform exactly like hers, so does every other girl in their class. She has to unwrap her before basking in the full glory of her. Toga maps out the skin she’s never seen before. Poking and prodding warmth back into her body as she takes in the hidden marks and scars she hadn’t known existed. It’s exhilarating to run her finger over the constellation of beauty marks sitting high on the soft expanse of her thigh, to feel the slightly raised texture of the scar just above her hip bone, to marvel at the pattern her waistband has left in her skin. Toga drinks in every part of her like she’s just traversed all the earth’s deserts without a drop of water. It’s a miracle there’s anything left of her body for her to wake up in.

Watching her wake is like a dream as her lashes flutter to life to reveal the dim light of her eyes. She’s confused but placated by the wide smile Toga affords her, fangs glinting like pearly blades in the soft light. The voice is thundering through her head again, louder than ever before. Begging her to take, to claim, to possess, to be. Because that’s what all this was about, Toga become closer to you. They say the closer you are to your friend the more similar you act. Toga wants to be closer than close to her. She wants to be so close that no one can tell where Toga ends and she begins. Her head lolls back against the mountain of pillows, hazy eyes still trying to become acclimated with her surroundings. The subtle movement stretches her throat in an enticing arc and Toga’s fangs almost pulse with the need to consume and duplicate. Even with her so close the taste of her blood is fading from Toga’s memory. She needs more. And she’d have it. She’d have her.

The soft column of her trachea rises and falls with each erratic breath she takes. Toga leans closer to feel the air on her face, to fill her lungs with it. She is her. Toga inhales with her every exhale. Two sides of the same coin. Two bodies for one girl. But there can only be one. Toga profs at her ribs, slipping a hand under her shirt that’s become much too large after returning to her normal but incomplete body, prodding at the ladder of bones just under her own skin. They’re different in ways Toga can’t explain and she hates it. She hates her. She loves her. She is her. She speaks in fear as Toga’s nails rake heated welts across her skin, trying to claw her open. To see why they aren’t the same on the inside either. Blood rises through the tears in her skin and the cloying scent of her blood soothes Toga. Her tongue is like molten lava against her cold skin as she likes over the drops of blood spilled forth by her own hand. The taste is almost orgasmic and Toga drops her head between the valley of her breasts, whining as the taste being to leave her mouth. It’s not enough.

Toga activates her Quirk, finally seeing herself as she should be. As her. Gone are the blonde flyaways and vertical pupils. Her fangs have receded back into her gums and her body has become something it isn’t. Something it should be. She’s become her and Toga loves it.

“Look how beautiful we are. Look how beautiful I am.” Toga growls in that seductively sweet drawl she’s always spoken with. It’s the voice of an angel. The voice that first afflicted her with this curse to be as one with the goddess she worships. But there can only be one her. Toga forces her to look in the mirror. To see her. There can only be one. And Toga wants to be it. She deserves to be it. Not the weak angel who won’t say a thing to calm her worshipping prophet. She doesn’t deserve to be herself. What type of deity knows forgiveness but not mercilessness? Toga knows of the harsh other half. A thing she could never know of. But that’s beneath the mask of sickly sweetness. Toga knows of both sides. She is what Toga should be, what she appears to be. And she hates it. The reflections she watches her through, the routines she’s stalked her through; they’re her own. Toga is the real her. This girl is an imposter that must be dealt with.

The grey sludge beginning to drip from her shoulders reminds her to remove the imposter carefully. To protect and preserve. To collect then dispose. Her blood is Toga’s blood and she needs it. It’s hers. She stole it! Toga throws her back on to her mattress. The pillows are just pillows, the sheets are just sheets, the girl is a corpse living. The knives Toga wouldn’t dare bring to school are easily accessed her and she approaches her with one of her favorite blades, a needle, and blood bag. The cold blade is placed on her sternum, for later she promises, and the needle is stabbed into her arm with precision. Toga coos in time with her whining as the blood she stole is returned to its owner at a slow gush. It takes a few bags until her lips are pale and her eyes a dull. She looks like a cheap imitation as Toga glows with elation. The real her. She lifts your cardigan from the other discarded clothes on the floor. Tugging it over her head, ruffling the buns atop her head, to mimic the imposter in an act of poetic irony. When Toga looks in the mirror the only person she sees is herself.

Toga presses her nose into the cuff of her cardigan that’s slowly been stretched out of shape after years of wear. Even still when she sniffs the soft fabric Toga swears she can smell her. Just the faintest hint of her magnificent blood. But there’s no blood left to speak of. It’s all gone. Gone and used until she can’t turn into herself anymore. She’s left in this purgatory between as she appears and as she sees herself. Her untamed blonde hair doesn’t stay in the buns she made look so dainty and polished. Her bangs are choppy and uneven after being hacked down to length with her Hello Kitty box cutter. And her fangs still ache for the taste she’ll never have again. Toga misses her. The her she used to be. Maybe a new friend will help fill the void aching behind her ribs. After all, Mr. Stainy has blood to spare.

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HIGH SCHOOL YEAR BOOK

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Our post today will start with exploring a few comprehensive aspects of wallpaper applications with a list of tips. Let us get started!

1. Order Wallpaper Samples First.

Not all types of wallpaper, including their colors, patterns, and textures, are appropriate for use in interior design. To match your project's interior design goals with your vision. Before spending money on the wallpaper, order a few samples first, only to be disappointed. You can test and compare various designs and textures using several wallpaper swatches, which will aid you in making the best choice.

2. Always Place Bulk Orders For Wallpaper

It's okay to order a few extra rolls of wallpaper then you actually need because unintentional tears, peels, air bubbles, and improper installation are fairly common. However, placing a smaller purchase can just lead to incomplete wallpaper work. In rolls by the square foot, wallpaper is sold. Therefore measurement errors are uncommon.

Therefore, calculate the maximum overhang of each wallpaper strip with the assistance of a professional, and buy no less than 20% square footage than is necessary. You won't have to worry about mismatched lot numbers with obvious color, texture, or pattern variances when you purchase a lot, which is another advantage.

3. Plugs Should Be Covered

It can be highly risky to apply wallpaper around electrical outlets and switches, especially if the walls are damp. We advise you to turn the electricity off as a general rule. Run a voltage test later with the assistance of an electrician to confirm that no energy is still flowing through the power line.

Cover the electrical sockets and gently cut the wallpaper crosswise around the edges in the middle of the socket or switch the aperture with a cutter knife.

4. Watch Out For Wallpaper Creases

The wrong method, unprepared walls, insufficient soaking time, or work completed in a hurry will cause creases in brand-new wallpaper. When applying the wallpaper, you might want to divide the surfaces into different areas and press a small rubber roller for wallpapering onto the walls from top to bottom and from right to left.

Give the walls enough time to dry after uniformly smoothing out the wallpaper.

5. Consider the shrinkage of the wallpaper

Since wallpaper is typically put wet, novice installers frequently discover that the wallpaper shrank after drying. Even though the shrinkage of the wallpaper may first go unnoticed, you will soon begin to notice the terrifying holes around the corners of your room.

It is preferable to slightly overlap the edges when putting the wallpapers in order to prevent the potential eyesore your wallpapering job may cause. Once the walls have sufficiently dried, you can remove the additional wallpaper.

6. Refrain From Working On Uneven Walls.

Wallpapers have the power to drastically alter any interior design project, making the process of choosing and hanging wallpaper fascinating. If your wall surface is not ready for the process, do not begin. Blotchy wallpaper will only be produced when bumpy, uneven walls are wallpapered.

Therefore, before you begin the process, think about using fine-grit sandpaper to sand the walls and wallpaper priming. Alternatively, to provide a smooth surface and a solid bond between the liner and wallpaper layers, you might apply the lining paper first.

7. Areas With High Moisture Will Need Extra Care

Wallpaper can be installed in moist, condensation-prone spaces like bathrooms and kitchens with the proper equipment and methods. However, you will need to be particularly careful while selecting the type of wallpaper. Wallpaper with paper backing, fabric backing, or solid vinyl backing is a very moisture- and humidity-resistant textural material that is also long-lasting, scrappable, and simple to take down.

If you want to keep the wallpaper from getting damp, you might need to apply additional layers of mold-resistant wallpaper paste. Finally, experts advise coating the wallpaper with acrylic varnish to increase its moisture resistance. But before you make the last stroke, you might get in touch with residential painting service.

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DEVELOPMENT

at the start of this project i had the idea of creating an image where floss is stuck in the teeth. so this image below is how i presented the idea.

the first thing i created begun by drawing out the mouth silhouette. i then used a cutting mat and box cutter to carve the shape out, i did this with two pages of my sketchbook. i then took long thin strips of my wedding dress fabric and cut them on the bias so when i stretched them out the edges were more hidden and it appeared thinner. i stuck them down onto the paper then took the second layer and stuck it on top so everything is hidden. i like this detail in my sketchbook i think it was worth the time.

next i wanted to do a sample using features of trousers. i chose to do the side pockets because i know for designing that i want to include some original parts of th e pieces i have chose. i simply cut the hem off my wedding dress and topstitched it into the pocket. if i did this on an actual garment i would sew it in a way where it could still be a functional pocket.

for this next sample i used the same template of the teeth as the middle, and added some tulle as the ‘floss’ then topstitched it down with a domestic sewing machine. if i did this on my garment i would use the satin instead of tulle as i think it looks a lot better. however i wanted to experiment with variety of fabric.

as you can see, i have done some extra sample and little doodles for my page, the detail to the right was created using overlocker scraps to repurpose them and then i used acrylic markers to do a half and half illustration to get used to the silhouette more.

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How To Remove Drugs From Fingernails \ (•◡•) /

Your hands have been through a lot. Take care to rub only the nail and avoid rubbing the surrounding skin.

Discoloured Toenails From Nail Polish Nail Ftempo

Chronic nail biting can also leave you vulnerable to infection as you pass harmful bacteria and viruses.

How to remove drugs from fingernails. Without treatment, your finger or toe may become painful, swollen, and infected. We have all removed or harshly scrapped off gel polish and it leaves our nails fee. These are some of the methods where you can clear the nail drug test.

Scrub your nails with a basic toothpaste. You can drink green, black, white, jasmine, or any other type of tea. Fingernails and toenails, like hair, are made of keratinized proteins.

Remove any remaining gel nail polish with a washcloth that you’ve just run under warm water. How to remove drugs from fingernails.data sources include ibm watson micromedex (updated 6 dec 2021), cerner multum™ (updated 1. Pat dry toenails with a clean cloth and avoid moisture between toenails.

To remove excess nail glue left behind by fake nail, dip paper towel in the nail polish remover rub on finger. Your incision may be closed with stitches or thin strips of tape. Despite these loopholes to escape from the nail drug test, you can also clear the nail drug test by not consuming drugs and keeping yourself clean.

Topical medications are usually less effective because they do not reach the nail bed. It happens due to improper application and removal. The fingernail is put in a chemical solution to rid the nail of external contaminants and is then liquified.

You may not be able to do your usual activities. A yeast infection causes your nails to thicken and turn yellow, brown or white. After gap between real nail and fake nail is created, soak again in nail polish remover and then use a paper towel to slowly work/wiggle off the fake nail.

Then trim the nail and file away any loose nail material. To strengthen weak fingernails naturally, soak your hands in a combination of natural oils, such as coconut, argan, or olive oil mixed with tea tree or vitamin e oil. Nail biting typically begins in childhood and can continue through adulthood, and the side effects can be more than cosmetic.

Paronychia, a bacterial or fungal infection of the nails, causes inflammation and redness at the base of your nails and in the cuticles. You can drink green, black, white, jasmine, or any other type of tea. These tests are designed to detect whether or not you have used drugs in the past few months.

Your nail may be sent to a lab for tests. If they’re not ready to come off, don’t force them! People who develop yeast infections in their fingernails may spread the infection to their mouths.

The fingernail is put in a chemical solution to rid the nail of external contaminants and is then. In addition to using an antibiotic cream on the hangnail itself, it’s a good idea to wash your hands and clean underneath your fingernails.‌ brittle nails and hangnails can be the result of. The nails should be of normal appearance for the drug tests to happen.

Trim your nails with a nail cutter and file the sharp edges. Fingernail and toenail specimens, unlike urine or oral fluid samples,. The method of screening for drug use in a fingernail test is the five panel, enzyme multiple immunoassay test (emit).

Do not take drugs and you will pass. The most effective medications available are oral medications because these will kill the fungus at the source. Toothpaste is another household staple that you can try to remove your nail polish.

The method of screening for drug use in a fingernail test is the five panel, enzyme multiple immunoassay test (emit). Because these testing matrices are porous, the chemical compounds from drugs are easily bound within their structures. Chemicals, lasers, or electrosurgery may burn your skin.

This will help to remove remaining dirt accumulated under the nail. If your nail grows back, it may be disfigured. While fingernail testing is not the most common drug test specimen, there are some instances when it is the best choice.

Once you feel that the fake nails have loosened, pull each of them out gently using a pair of tweezers. Do not rip your fake nails if they are not coming off easily. Just wrap your nails back up and continue to relax until you can remove them with ease.

It is possible to remove your acrylic nails with a file. An electric current, laser beam, or a special chemical may also be used to remove your nail matrix. If you prefer, you can view a list of the most common nail testing panels in our online reference library.

Since this product is flammable, do not use this product near heat. Fingernail drug testing is performed using the same premise of how hair drug testing is performed. After this time, remove the foil and see how the acrylics are doing.

Use the wet washcloth to gently rub off any remaining polish. Fingernail samples are clipped and collected by the donor in front of a trained collection staff member. Home remedies to get rid of thick under toenails

Your fingernails are composed of a hard protein. It may make it difficult to walk. Your caregiver may make an incision in your skin to remove your nail matrix.

Before removing the gel polish, cut and file your nails down to the desired length. Once they’re off, buff your nails to remove any remains. Wash your hands or feet with a gentle soap and water to remove the acetone.

Fingernails, like hair, are made of the protein keratin and are tested with the same process. A testing panel is simply a drug or a class of drugs that should be tested for. Fingernails, like hair, are made of the protein keratin and are tested with the same process.

Your caregiver may put pressure on the area to decrease bleeding. Every 7 days, remove the medication from the nail by applying alcohol. After decontamination the samples are then liquefied and a series of tests is performed.

Instead, soak them back into the solution for some a few more minutes. I show you how to gently yet effectively remove your gel nails from home. Falsify your nails using nail polish or false nails to escape the nail test.