#Stomping Grounds

[thewoolgatherer]

She’s on her way to bring death and decay.

Marissaaaaaaa~ I know she shows up in one of the music videos but I’m ignoring that because I wanna make fun animal-inspired designs. And I’m pretty happy with this design, I think it fits her. Or at least my interpretation of her.

I’m gonna keep posting as though the TGOD fandom actually exists on the off chance that there’s one other person out there with the same brain-worms as me. Wish me luck.

[alexablissdaily]

[krispyweiss]

Song Review: Sierra Hull with Jeff Coffin - “Stomping Grounds” (Live, March 23, 2024)

With Flecktones’ “OG” Jeff Coffin onstage and their shared connection with a banjo player named Béla, there was almost no way Sierra Hull and the saxophonist couldn’t team up on “Stomping Grounds.”

Hull’s been playing the tune on the regular with Fleck’s My Bluegrass Heart for the past few years and though Coffin - now with Dave Matthews Band - has not, she and he turned in a fiery bit of call on mandolin and response on soprano sax while performing the track March 23 in Tennessee. Hull got her fiddler, drummer, bassist and guitarist involved in the wordless conversation, too, and the just-released, pro-shot video is just the thing to make fans aware they missed something quite special, indeed.

Grade card: Sierra Hull with Jeff Coffin - “Stomping Grounds” (Live - 3/23/24) - A+

4/5/24

[fieriframes]

[SO HERE WE ARE ON MY STOMPING GROUNDS, NORTHERN CALIFORNIA]

[chucanita]

[forgetful-nerd]

The Turtles: *cutiely tramples the fuck out of you for shits and giggles*

I love it when they are dicks to their own villains

[t00thpasteface]

a billion new notes from marinebiologyshitposts and everyone who checks out my blog is gonna see father mulcahy's tits

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

silly comics

[solitary-star]

Some traditional doodles <3

The last four are messing around with the ruin design. Still can’t believe Eclipse is real now

[leghorned]

the duality of marcille sketches

[moothemotherfucker]

“He can get hurt?”

[krispyweiss]

Song Review: Béla Fleck - My Bluegrass Heart - “Stomping Grounds” (Live)

Give Béla Fleck seven minutes and he’ll provide a quickie tour of from whence he came.

Performing his his all-star My Bluegrass Heart outfit at the 2022 Grey Fox Bluegrass fest, Fleck wrapped blues, ’grass, jazz, improv and intricately composed sections into the instrumental “Stomping Grounds.” Breakdowns and call-response sections were obviously planned; the details clearly were not.

Adventurous, but not too out there. Loose, but never untethered. Virtuosic but not boastful, it’s Fleck finding a solid middle passage that he so often misses as he tacks between one extreme or the other.

His Bluegrass Heart is strong.

Grade card: Béla Fleck - My Bluegrass Heart - “Stomping Grounds” (Live) - A-

9/19/22

[greensaplinggrace]

nothing will ever hit harder than realizing dutch was always like that. that he didn’t actually change or go insane. that he always had that in him - the cruelty and the violence and the bigotry. that in the end he was all talk, because back when things were good for him he could talk. he could preach and pat himself on the back for being so morally superior and he could stroke his own ego by ‘saving’ all the unfortunates, feeling unique because these outcasts weren’t accepted by anybody else but him. but it didn’t actually amount to anything.

all those things you once respected him for saying - calling the gang family and arthur his son and defending the native americans and telling the gang to never leave love aside and his support of equality and his criticisms of society and privilege and corruption and power - all of it comes to nothing. it means nothing. it becomes ashes in his mouth. because in the end he betrays his family and he abandons his son and he irrevocably harms the native americans and he does leave love aside, he does prove himself to be an oppressive white man when it comes down to it and he does revel in his power and his title and he does become corrupted as he demands unquestioning loyalty and faith in the same way those he claims to oppose do.

and goddamn he was always like this. but when it was good it never showed, not truly, not in ways that were noticeable. and he’s a tarot card because what he is now and what he was then are the same but when circumstances change so do the worst parts of you come forth. and your true self is revealed. and that’s what happened to dutch. and it hurts because everything he preached he betrayed and everyone who loved him and who he claimed to love he abandoned. and in the end everything he built and everything he said meant nothing. it was all for nothing. the people he used and abused and manipulated became nothing to him. and he’s just smoke. he’s not a martyr. he’s not a relic. he’s not like arthur or hamish or john. he’s just words in the fucking wind.

[citric-acid-rain]

I think he heard what i said abt his fuckass helmet