#Spark Records

[altarus]

Hannah Mae - Rode Draad

Get ready for some Dutch music this time, courtesy of singer/songwriter Hannah Mae. Continue reading Hannah Mae – Rode Draad

[thealexchen]

Nora Malakian + text posts (5/?)

Bonus Snora:

[gingermintpepper]

In my Zeus bag today so I'm just gonna put it out there that exactly none of the great Ancient Greek warrior-heroes stayed loyal and faithful and completely monogamous and yet none of them have their greatness questioned nor do we question why they had the cultural prominence that they did and still do.

Jason, the brilliant leader of the Argo, got cold feet when it came to Medea - already put off by some of her magic and then exiled from his birthland because of her political ploys, he took Creusa to bed and fully intended on marrying her despite not properly dissolving things with Medea.

Theseus was a fierce warrior and an incredibly talented king but he had a horrible temper and was almost fatally weak to women. This is the man who got imprisoned in the Underworld for trying to get a friend laid, the man who started the whole Attic War because he couldn't keep his legs closed.

And we cannot at all forget Heracles for whom a not inconsiderable amount of his joy in life was loving people then losing the people around him that he loved. Wives, children, serving boys, mentors, Heracles had a list of lovers - male and female - long enough to rival some gods and even after completing his labours and coming down to the end of his life, he did not have one wife but three.

And y'know what, just because he's a cultural darling, I'll put Achilles up here too because that man was a Theseus type where he was fantastic at the thing he was born to do (that is, fight whereas Theseus' was to rule) but that was not enough to eclipse his horrid temper and his weakness to young pretty things. This is the man that killed two of Apollo's sons because they wouldn't let him hit - Tenes because he refused to let Achilles have his sister and Troilus who refused Achilles so vehemently that he ran into Apollo's temple to avoid him and still couldn't escape.

All four of these men are still celebrated as great heroes and men. All four of these men are given the dignity of nuance, of having their flaws treated as just that, flaws which enrich their character and can be used to discuss the wider cultural point of what truly makes a hero heroic. All four of these men still have their legacies respected.

Why can that same mindset not be applied to Zeus? Zeus, who was a warrior-king raised in seclusion apart from his family. Zeus who must have learned to embrace the violence of thunder for every time he cried as a babe, the Corybantes would bang their shields to hide the sound. Zeus learned to be great because being good would not see the universe's affairs in its order.

The wonderful thing about sympathy is that we never run out of it. There's no rule stopping us from being sympathetic to multiple plights at once, there's no law that necessitate things always exist on the good-evil binary. Yes, Zeus sentenced Prometheus to sufferation in Tartarus for what (to us) seems like a cruel reason. Prometheus only wanted to help humans! But when you think about Prometheus' actions from a king's perspective, the narrative is completely different: Prometheus stole divine knowledge and gifted it to humans after Zeus explicitly told him not to. And this was after Prometheus cheated all the gods out of a huge portion of wealth by having humans keep the best part of a sacrifice's meat while the gods must delight themselves with bones, fat and skin. Yes, Zeus gave Persephone away to Hades without consulting Demeter but what king consults a woman who is not his wife about the arrangement of his daughter's marriage to another king? Yes, Zeus breaks the marriage vows he set with Hera despite his love of her but what is the Master of Fate if not its staunchest slave?

The nuance is there. Even in his most bizarre actions, the nuance and logic and reason is there. The Ancient Greeks weren't a daft people, they worshipped Zeus as their primary god for a reason and they did not associate him with half the vices modern audiences take issue with. Zeus was a father, a visitor, a protector, a fair judge of character, a guide for the lost, the arbiter of revenge for those that had been wronged, a pillar of strength for those who needed it and a shield to protect those who made their home among the biting snakes. His children were reflections of him, extensions of his will who acted both as his mercy and as his retribution, his brothers and sisters deferred to him because he was wise as well as powerful. Zeus didn't become king by accident and it is a damn shame he does not get more respect.

[vegetathefourth]

A recap of my Twitter timeline this week

[dreamings-free]

Fin Power from Stone detailing how the band was signed with a major record label who then tried to change their sound and image, change the way they interacted with fans. who wouldn’t let them write on their own without professional songwriters or even release an album, initially - 9/5/25

(the label he doesn’t name is Polydor under UMG. the artist he doesn’t name is Raye, whose album the same label refused to let her release for seven years despite her 4 album record deal.)

additional instagram stories under the cut :

eta: looks like their new label is the belgian indie V2 Records; they commented on Fin's post..

..and they shared a bunch of stories to make a 'Stone' highlight on their instagram today

10/5/25

[petrichorium]

i will always support u making my posts about robot fucking

I was thinking abt soundwave in particular and how it starts with pure curiosity. You’re so soft and pliable, and every part of you is so sensitive. He has to be so gentle but it’s downright hypnotizing to prod at you and feel the soft give of your fragile flesh. You give him bared dentae and pouting dermas (teeth, humans call them. Lips. Odd little organics with strange terms that somehow suit your familiar-yet-foreign features) but they'd take more damage than they could possibly give if you attempted to use them on him, so it’s cute more than anything else.

Cuter still are the sounds you make. Piercing shrieks and little wobbles to the words of your empty threats only get louder and more shrill when his servos press against certain areas—the sides and front of your chest, the line of your neck where it throbs with life, the bottoms of your minuscule pedes. And then he discovers the noises he can pull from your lips when his digits slide between your legs.

You're so tiny, easy to squeeze too hard, so he decides his probes are better to use than his sharp digits. They hold you down as he watches, stoic and unmoving, no matter how much you squirm and thrash. That little bud swells to attention beneath the cool touch of his feelers and your protests give way to the prettiest pleading until something breaks and suddenly you're sobbing, optics glistening with fluid, dainty arms clutching at his probe for support rather than to push away. An overload, surely, or whatever your kind's version of such a thing would possibly be; despite himself, Soundwave finds himself preening at the idea. He keeps going past countless peaks and crashes until your voice has gone hoarse—keeps going beyond that, because you’re giving him different noises now and he’s not about to miss out on everything he can possibly pull from you. He doesn't stop until you've gone completely limp and he realizes your weak little body has been forced into that pesky recharge state that humans require so pitifully often. You're lucky he finds your noises compelling enough that he bothered to request one of those soft berths your kind prefers.

You aren't nearly as thankful as he deserves. You test his patience, days spent being fussy and uncooperative until you manage to tuck yourself away in a corner too small for him to pry you out without harm, and that's when he loses enough patience to forego the niceties. He plays the recordings you didn't even realize he took—your breathy moans and choked-off whines, every sob and keen and heave that now lives safely tucked away in his memory banks for him to peruse whenever he so pleases. He can't see you from where you cower, but he can sense how your faceplate heats up and hear the increasingly rapid pattering of your tiny organic heart, and though your alien body cannot generate the emfs his kind uses for their most intimate form of communication his own spark stutters with a wicked kind of excitement at your instinctive reaction.

His fortitude, after all, will prove much stronger than your obstinance. You'll emerge from your cold little nest and welcome his beckoning servo soon enough.

[rinn-04]

Mmhhmmm what if Megatron starts craving Earth ✨materials✨ would he asks the Terrans what it taste likes just to feed his cravings, or it'll actually become worst if it actually taste great and now he wants to try it too...? Hmmmm he's gonna love pudding so damn much he'll ask Twitch to taste one for him. Especially mango puddings..

[geodesick]

[ID: a drawing of pye from outer wilds, standing with her writing staff. she's wearing an orange nomai space suit without the helmet, and she has a light brown face with curly darker brown fur. end ID]

figuring out how i want to draw the nomai, so here's a pye since i am obsessed with her !!!

[sparkp18]

Hey so remember when I said I’d have time to draw??? I was LYING apparently (I will soon) but in the meantime have some doodles for a street racing AU I developed with @artisathingidoapperently

Fun fact I took a screenwriting class and just. Wrote transformers fanfiction for it. So I do in fact have a 30 page pilot episode script for this AU sitting around

[cilogram]

It's that time of year again; Sparks promo and new album!

Life has some good things in it!

Here is the swag lovingly made available at the listening party in Tokyo on Thursday (May 22nd), and when I say I sprinted through the busy streets to get there after work, I really mean it!

[pineapplefulfillseveryneed]

Record Collector Issue 571 - June 2025 (see also MAD! album review)

[homura-simpson]

♫°•°•°•☆| No room for you to disagree

No moon to lift your prayers high

All stars and bodies of debris

Warped in the center of the sky | ☆°•°•°•♫

🎵🎸❌️/🦾💀🌩/🎤🎧🎛🔊

[jgthirlwell]

playlist 05.31.25

Model / Actriz Pirouette (Dirty Hot) Melvins Thunderball (Ipecac) Sparks Mad (Transgressive) Mark Pritchard and Thom Yorke Tall Tales (Warp) Anders Brodsgard performed by Odense Symphony Orchestra Galaxy (Dacapo Open Space) Tod Dockstader & James Reichert Omniphony 1 (ReR) Keith Fullerton Whitman MEAKUSMA (Generators) Sextile Yes Please (Sacred Bones) Group 180 The Songs Of Maldoror (Hungaropop) Julia Wolfe Cruel Sister (Canteloupe) McLusky The world Is still here and so are we (Ipecac) Ror (Gyða Valtýsdóttir & Úlfur) Auga (Sono Luminus) Huang Ruo / ICE Chamber Concerto Cycle (Naxos) Seefeel Squared Roots (Warp) Deerhoof Noble and Godlike in Ruin (Joyful Noise)

[rickeajacksons]

[afolksongs]

Madrid + surprise songs

sources:

sf & icfhnric / ilipw / sotb / os / jtf / komh

[knvsugi]

i just ordered from the choirgirl hotel on orange vinyl and it wasn’t even that expensive, i’m so happy😭😭