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ringneckedpheasant · 11 months
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having the biggest flakiest cherry turnover from the mexican bakery down the street rn
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spaceshipsoutthepool · 8 months
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I'm gonna watch this in full for the first time tomorrow. The announcement of a second concert coming soon reminded me i hadnt yet and I'm determined too.
I just. It sounds stupid but i as yet couldn't face it with out me dad? I tried today and nah. Even though I've really wanted to.
It sucks cos he was a bigger nerd for Anderson then me. I havnt been able to find the pictures but we had matching sets of several tshirts. and i did often a selfie on days we accidentally matched or coordinated. He'd have loved it. The guy even watched Torchy for goodness sake!
We were meant to see the concert in '22. But then he was having trouble with his knee and and back following an injury, and didn't feel up to the journey. So I sold the tickets on to friends.
I was meant to reorder a ticket and go on my own. But I'd left it too late and then some reason ( I think got covid that week anyway? I cant remember.) I wasn't been able to go and didn't. We never did seem to make to conventions together actually.
And then he got ill. very ill. The dvd came out.  He gave the boucure a read through but said leave the dad for now. I'd play him you tubeclips instead.
Then he didn't have the energy to watch even them in full. I tried playing them to listen to but he asked us not too, he kept loosing track and found the adverts between videos annoying (fair.)
We lost him in '23. It'll be coming up a year soon before I know it. It would have been his birthday a few days ago as well.
I know it sounds daft but even though I brought it soon as I could i didn't watch it straight away. But i wanted to watch it with him. And then never got the chance.
I didnt get to see his face light up like it would have if he'd gone for a drink afterwards with other fans and geek out if we had gone to see it live. Didnt get to singalong to the intros with him if I had put it on the telly if he'd been well enough to sing.
Hell what I won't give to hear him say that none pc rubbish joke impersonating lady P and Parker I was sick of hearing one more time.
So yeah. Gonna watch it tomorrow.  Be an emotional mess then but will have watched it and raise a toast to me dad. I can't keep saving it for 'when he gets better' anymore.
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ponyguru · 10 months
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It’s finally here … pony dye a palooza part 2! 🤣 I may have to retake these photos later, both because I’m chasing the weak winter sunlight to get the most “true to color” photos, and because I really want to make sure this color match is right! 🤣 The entire purpose of this dye-a-thon is to find a match for HQG1C Baby Singalong, and it’s so close IRL, I feel like the hair might make the color fit perfectly. But I’m not sure! 🤣 But while I tired, I made her a bunch of new friends! 😀 Hope you like these pics, since I got even more for tomorrow that wouldn’t fit! 🤣
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So here's what you missed on "Pia goes to Dublin"
- ten minutes away from home. Did I pack my phone charger? It's not in my– no wait, I probably packed in the carry on. I'll check when I stop to buy lunch
- I have forgotten my charger
- Okay, I have time, quick pit stop to buy a charger on the way out to the airport
- What the fuck is this parking?
- What do you mean I can't take my clearly carry on designed bag on the plane? OF COURSE YOU CHANGED THE ALLOWED DIMENSIONS
- FINE CHECK IT
- We are going through HEL
- If anyone needs running tips, I suggest a mad dash around the Edinburgh terminal
- WHAT THE FUCK IS TAKING SO LONG HOW ARE WE 30 MINUTES LATE
- Screw the leap card, I'll get it tomorrow
- Where is my bag?
- Can this kid sTOP TOUCHING EVERY BAG?
- No seriously, where is my bag?
- wHY IS MY BAG APPARENTLY STILL IN EDINBURGH???
- I'll get it tomorrow? Press X to doubt.
- I have never loved being almost bowled over in the streets as much as I loved being almost bowled over by @loup-malin
- The realization that I have... the clothes on my back and the contents of my purse. But sure, I'll get the luggage tomorrow. Double press X to doubt
- "Yes, hello ma'am, I am calling regarding your delayed luggage, we have still not located it."
- Dublin decided summer is overrated and went straight to fall. I developed a lifelong friendship with a yellow umbrella
- Shoutout to my insurance company who helped me out on a fucking Friday afternoon right before closing so that I could start getting clothes and a replacement bag and a fucking toothbrush
- Shoutout to all of Loup's colleagues for being amazing, the singalong at Reilley's (a.k.a trauma soothing setlist for millennials) will live forever in my memory
- Shoutout to Finn the would be king of Finland at Smyth's who not only helped me find a gift for my nephew but also let me ramble about Finnish history
- "Yes, hello again, ma'am, we have located your luggage. It will be rerouted on Monday. Oh, you will already have left Dublin? Okay, we'll just send it home to you."
- Chester Beatty Library, because nothing is as satisfying as a really nice illuminated manuscript
- Ice cream at Murphy's and a singalong in the swing (thank you, thank you, we'll be here all week only we won't)
- Drury Buildings. Seriously. Amazing cocktails, incredible food. An accidentally broken glass
- Walking to the hotel singing American Pie and Times They Are A-Changing because of course
- Loup. Amazing friend, talented bean, the Bojan to my Käärijä, provider of hotel wine and French chocolate, the sister I never got
Dublin, you were one hell of an adventure.
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twstinginthewind · 1 year
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IT'S STILL THEIR BIRTHDAY!!
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THE CARDER TWINS ARE CELEBRATING TODAY!
I will finish with shading them etc. tomorrow but I promised myself I would have something for my precious twins up today!
Joker and Punch are enjoying parties at both Heartslabyul and Ignihyde today, and hope to see all their friends for good times and happy wishes! Come have a slice of cake and join their singalong, won't you?
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yourdeepestfathoms · 2 years
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bands / style of music the choir listen to
Ocean-The Cranberries (not to sure with her). I feel like they both relate to Zombie far to much (like their parents fighting maybe ??)but also classical so (Mozart but more dramatic so Wagner and Strauss )
Penny -The Cranberries /Kate bush/of monster and men? Oldies / pop rock with a bit of indie and synth
( I feel like the commune would probably have a lot of 70s to 90s music or something )
Constance - Beyoncé (she seems like the type to belt I’m a sing lady ) /ABBA
singalong type of songs you’d play at a party
Ricky - David Bowie /Elton John / maybe a bit of Queen ?classic 80s
Noel - Gershwin / old jazz (but secretly ) Coldplay or indie something ?
Mischa - Simple Plan / smash mouth ( early 2000s style stuff )God must hate me is peek mischa angst
and songs I think of for the whole choir
At the carnival /Wars- Of monsters and men
in limbo (is that what we’re calling it ) -chain by Fleetwood Mac
i have been WAITING for an excuse to talk about songs i think fit Ocean and are also songs i make amvs to in my head that center around her, so i’m using this to add those songs
this is gonna be long because OF COURSE i’m including text evidence in the form of lyrics
apologies in advance
Venom by Kairikibear (ft. v flower)
The recipe for my heart is flavored with attention-seeking;
I’m a nirvana junkie
I pretend more and more to be strong
And end up face-down in the mud
Gulping down the poison
Feeling pain, crying, there’s no coughing up this veno-venom
Goodbye
The Main Character by Will Wood
C’mon, give me more love
So God forbid I'm seen just as an average human being
I mean, imagine if protagonists just died in the first scene
I'm the gap between a tragedy and comedy
Don't come at me
I'm the main character and you have to like me
Top of My School by Katherine Lynn-Rose
But if I hadn’t earned a dollar
What would you think of your dear daughter?
Would it be pity or dishonor
To ensue?
And if I failed to earn blue ribbon
How could I ever be forgiven?
Tell me what love would still be given
From you
Dirty Imbecile by The Happy Fits
Love my mum and love my daddy
Sure they messed me up but that is
Voices that they left inside of my head
Darling, dearest, don't you see
I'm tough, I'm smart, I'm bourgeoisie?
And I'll play out this lie until we're all dead
Bugbear by Chloe Moriondo
I feel so brain dead next to you
It's not like you intended to
Hurt me or make me feel this way
And I'm not tryin' to complain
But it just sucks to try and explain
Why I feel like this every day
Sin Triangle by Sidney Gish
Two-faced bitches never lie
And therefore I never lie
Diagram this sin triangle
But the biblical kind and not sine, because
I don't know just what to say
And a sickness by another name
Wouldn't be sweet either but
With luck, it would at least, like, not suck
It Should’ve Been Me by RIP (ft. Solaria)
Caught in my fantasies
Don’t look inside pandora’s box
Push down the jealousy
No, nobody needs to know
Please don’t think less of me!
I’m but a lonely soul, you see
Oh, what a shame I’ve gone insane
A Lesson In Being Genuine by MonochroMenace (ft. Solaria)
Tell myself it’s okay cause I’m self aware
Excuse all of my actions cause deep down I care
Tomorrow I’ll work on being better I swear
Anything that I can do to keep them there
Appetite of a People-Pleaser by GHOST (ft. v flower)
Now that I’ve become a full-course identity
Take a bite of me
I hope that I’ve become a favorable delicacy
That I’m worth something
I’ll eat ‘em all, the thoughts of anyone I’ll ever meet
Just to make them happy
Wondering why I’m a burden, or so it seems
Aren’t I everything?
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lindsaywesker · 1 year
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Good morning! I hope you slept well and feel rested? Currently sitting at my desk, in my study, attired only in my blue towelling robe, enjoying my first cuppa of the day (green tea!) Welcome to the weekend!
Wow! Here we are again: Friday! Where did that week go? No, seriously, where did that week go?
First of all, many thanks to everyone that got involved with Throwback Thursday on my page. Yesterday’s word was PROPAGANDA. A very timely word at this precise moment. My amazing friend Stevie Dundee posted a wonderful quote from Hiram W. Johnson, a Californian politician. In 1918, Mr. Johnson said, “The first casualty when war comes is truth.” In fact, in times of conflict, truth is virtually replaced by propaganda. The two sides will say whatever shit is necessary to win the war and somewhere, in amongst all the rubble, you might find the facts and the truth. We all want a peaceful settlement in the Middle East but, sadly, that now seems unlikely.
The Wesker household is slowly recovering. Having lost a stone, The Trouble has regained her appetite, though the grip of Dengue Fever has left her feeling very fatigued. I no longer have an issue with my gums but my left wrist is still very sore. I initially thought it was RSI but I’m not sure anymore. It seems swollen and I’m not sure why it has swelled up.
I saw a brilliant comedy routine from Sindhu Vee the other day on TikTok. TikTik always feeds me superb comedy because that’s what I like and the algorithm gives me what I like. Sindhu’s routine really made me think. When the institution of marriage was created, what was our life expectancy? Thirtysomething, probably? Now that our life expectancy is approximately 81 years, these bloody marriages last a LOT longer! Back in the day, he or she would be dead at 30-odd, and then you could re-marry. Now, you’re stuck with the same pair of droopy bollocks for 50 years! No wonder so many senior citizens are creeping around!
Really hope you can join me tomorrow at 1.00 p.m. for ‘The A-Z Of Mi-Soul Music’: The Letter R (Part Five and Part Six). I’m sitting in for Jigs again, so you can be guaranteed four hours of beautiful, singalong and dance-along tunes to accompany you while you cook, clean, decorate, drive, iron, or whatever else you might choose to do in the privacy of your boudoir.
Have a fabulous and funky Friday! I love you all. You’re probably thinking, “You don’t even know me!” but, if people can hate for no reason, why can’t I love?
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lydianmoding · 1 year
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deleting old photos & videos before my phone runs out of storage (a small archive for myself)
my brother does a pirouette
blackboard of the GSA meeting room says, “holiday survival kit: you’re not in the closet, you’re undercover”
bernie sanders comes to town
post-election, a friend & i write the blandest solidarity statement in sidewalk chalk in front of the school, drawing dozens of chalk signatures, backlash from students & parents, and a series of schoolwide conversations
a friend & i realize we look exactly like each other with a genderswap face filter (she later tells me that this sped up her transition)
i am voted most likely to come back and teach at my high school
at my first college party, we eat pancakes and write a zine that we will never print
queer elders from a church i have not attended in many years come to provide hugs & protest songs at court
grocery store shelves are empty
hundreds sit down in the middle of a highway by the police station
twenty-one herbs and spices from the dollar store
the acrylic paint on the grass has not washed off in the rain & the landlord comes tomorrow
an apple cake which is an apology that i give to my old roommates after missing an important meeting
a lamb is born
learning to drive via the farm golf cart
contest to see who can make the most yonic loaf of banana bread
our flower-mobile stops at a hospital on saturday afternoons
learning about mycelia from an old man who is a friend of a friend, who we stay with on a road trip in north carolina, who upon meeting us says, “girls, have you heard about the mushrooms?”
air thick with cicadas
on a restroom wall: “listen, most of us could have ended up in medicine making better money”
sharing a notes doc with classmates at a pre-exam party for a decolonial studies lecture (a year later, i learn that people are still sharing the notes doc, which includes plenty of random bullshit bullet-point conversations between me & friends which they must scroll through to get to the course content — i check the doc and our old conversations have been left untouched)
a friend finds a pair of purple-and-blue heelys, which i left for her in the women’s center just before the pandemic hit, in perfect condition two years later
three people attend my class’s public performance of “key texts in ethnic studies” — these three people are our professor, the founder of the palestine museum, and my mother
biking past ACAB on my way to work
painting someone’s nails in a hammock proves difficult but possible
(screenshot) a lake street dive song; humming this song is a summer victory for a family member & opens up new ways for us to communicate
(screenshot) spreadsheets are finalized at my cousins’ house while they agree to host my family in an urgent situation
a thousand dollars’ worth of gardening gloves from home depot
crying with friends on the walk home after seeing everything everywhere all at once
hiding a box of cookies in a friend’s room, to inform him of if he ever is sad or mad at me (it works)
a friend & I wear wristbands from different concerts on the first night I call 911
hanging laundry from the windows eleven stories high
writing the lyrics to all star on my hand because my friend’s band needs a substitute lead singer
dressed as a teabag for the annual mozart requiem halloween singalong
sneaking into the dining hall for midnight cereal
getting the password to the largest lecture hall on campus from a former council president & using it for a reality tv night
adding my visitor name tag to the hundreds of name tags people have stuck to a telephone pole by the hospital on the second night I call 911
there is a double rainbow on the day of my first therapy appointment
(screenshot) a friend & i make plans to see thao & the get down stay down on june 17, 2070
a friend forges a sign for my dorm room door so as to make it appear that i am a senior & can remain in my room until graduation (it works)
learning that we can sneak into the moma without actually doing so
sneaking onto the balcony of a concert hall without having learned that we are sneaking
the most affordable thrift store in the east village, across from the least affordable thrift store in the east village
watching bee & puppycat with a friend on the train on our way to the opera
(screenshot) friends offer to visit me as I finish my finals in the next town over
a train passes by the window at daycare, which is very exciting for the two-year-olds & becomes a main topic of conversation for them for the next few weeks
an old friend who is visiting town has run into me on the street & we have decided to immediately attend the first event we can find which turns out to be a competitive poetry slam
fireflies
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Pete Seeger (1919-2014) We shall Overcome (Sheet Music)
Pete Seeger - We shall Overcome (arr. for Quartet with lyrics + guitar chords) sheet music
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“No one can prove how important music is, but people in power believe it is, and they try to control it,” Pete Seeger (b. May 3, 1919) wrote in 2010 as the Foreword to the children’s book We Shall Overcome: A Song That Changed the World. “The power of singing together shows us that change is possible. In Beacon, New York, where I live, adults and children gather every year for a big block party called ‘The Spirit of Beacon Day.’ There are people from different religions and different cultures, speaking many different languages. There is singing, dancing, and eating. It is a hopeful event for everyone and music helps to bring us together.” This approach gives a good sense of one of the central threads in Seeger’s long, complex public life—his optimism and promotion of folk singing throughout the world—which we have tried to capture through the discussions and documents in The Pete Seeger Reader. It has been a life filled with triumphs and pitfalls, but throughout he has struggled to be primarily a teacher as well as a performer and political organizer. In 1991 Pete journeyed to Havana, Cuba, to receive that country’s highest award, the Felix Varela Medal. Three years later, President Bill Clinton bestowed on him the National Medal of the Arts as well as a Kennedy Center Award during a nationally televised ceremony in the nation’s capital. In 1996 Pete was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland, the same year that his CD Pete garnered a Grammy Award for Best Traditional Folk Album. Three years earlier, he captured a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award. The Grammy Awards kept coming, in 2009 with At 89, also for Best Traditional Folk Album, then two years later when Tomorrow’s Children captured honors for the Best Musical Album for Children. As Pete had come from a long line of New England aristocrats—his father, Charles, was a gifted musicologist who had pioneered the field of ethnomusicology, and his mother, Constance de Clyver Edson, was a talented violinist—and had attended Harvard College, such awards might have seemed natural and fitting. But this was not always the case. Pete had dropped out of Harvard during his second year, 1938, and never looked back. For the next seven plus decades he would follow his muse—the banjo, folk music, and activist politics—in the process becoming the country’s (even the world’s) most famous folk performer as well as political activist. The road, however, was a rough one. The basic outlines of Pete’s story have been told, particularly by his biographer David King Dunaway, in How Can I Keep from Singing? The Ballad of Pete Seeger (first published in 1981, then expanded and updated in 2008). Two shorter biographies have also appeared: Allan M. Winkler, “To Everything There Is a Season”: Pete Seeger and the Power of Song (2009) and Alec Wilkinson, The Protest Singer: An Intimate Portrait of Pete Seeger (2009). Jim Brown’s wonderful documentary film, Pete Seeger: The Power of Song (Genius Products, 2008), captures much of the story. David King Dunaway’s three-hour radio series Pete Seeger: How Can I Keep from Singing? is also helpful. Dunaway has cataloged, as much as possible, Seeger’s amazing list of recordings in A Pete Seeger Discography: Seventy Years of Recordings (2010). Pete has not only recorded hundreds of folk songs, old and new, foreign and domestic, but also the Folkways albums The Nativity, Traditional Christmas Carols, and Jewish Children’s Songs and Games, as well as the Phillips release The Birth: Story of the Nativity by Scholem Asch. As for Seeger’s own writings, he has published various editions of Where Have All the Flowers Gone: A Singalong Memoir, starting in 1993, the latest in 2009, which includes much autobiographical information as well as the lyrics to hundreds of his songs. We have, therefore, included no song lyrics. Many of his pre-1970 writings were collected and published by Jo Metcalf Schwartz, ed., in The Incomplete Folksinger by Pete Seeger (1972), including his columns for Sing Out!, titled “Johnny Appleseed, Jr.,” which began in the fall 1954 issue: “This column is dedicated to Johnny Appleseed, Jr.,—the thousands of boys and girls who today are using their guitars and their songs to plant the seeds of a better tomorrow in the homes across our land …. For if the radio, the press, and all the large channels of mass communication are closed to their songs of freedom, friendship and peace, they must go from house to house, from school and camp to church and clambake.” Most recently, Rob Rosenthal and Sam Rosenthal have edited Pete Seeger in His Own Words (2012), a broad collection of his writings, many previously unpublished and drawn from Pete’s private collection. In November 2002 Pete wrote me (Ron Cohen) a letter, commenting on my book Rainbow Quest: The Folk Music Revival and American Society. 1940–1970 (2002). After some initial comments, mostly positive—“I learned a lot of things I never knew. And of the things I knew, I believe you got a B+, sometimes an A+”)—he helpfully concluded: “I’m sorry you didn’t give more space to women: Malvina , Holly Near, & my stepmother Ruth. And Faith Petric! … The steady (if slow) proliferation of clubs, publications, venues (including festivals), songwriters, & home music is THE important thing, and not the fame or fortune of us professionals! Not that the latter are unimportant. Arlo Guthrie and ‘City of New Orleans’ have inspired millions, I believe.” For someone who has been in the public eye since 1939, he had a telling point, but it is consistent with Seeger’s lifelong pursuit of being an educator, as well as his success as an entertainer, songwriter, and political activist. His organizing skills began with the formation of the Almanac Singers in 1941, continued after the war with People’s Songs and People’s Artists, the Weavers in 1949, then Sing Out! in 1950, the Newport Folk Festivals beginning in 1959, Broadside magazine in 1962, and the launching of the Clearwater sailing ship and environmental movement in 1969. All the while, music was interwoven with his strenuous promotional and educational activities. We have chosen the selections in this book to focus on materials written about Seeger and we drew upon a number of rather obscure publications. The number and rich variety of magazines in the United States (and throughout the world) where interviews and articles have appeared is certainly amazing and perhaps matched only by a few other popular musicians (such as the Beatles, Elvis, and Bob Dylan)—Rolling Stone, Goldmine, Life, Songwriter, Pickin’, FRETS, Saturday Review, Acoustic Guitar, not to mention Sing Out! and other folk publications, even the men’s magazine Penthouse, as well as dozens of newspapers and other publications. We have included a smattering of interviews coming up to 2010, but they are rather redundant, often repeating the same background stories and political views, with, of course, variations. Seeger has been a prolific writer, and some of his more interesting and insightful essays have been included, particularly demonstrating the development of his ideas and interests over the many decades. For example, by the 1960s he became increasingly concerned about the cultural role of television, during and after his blacklisting from the mainstream media. At the same time he created Rainbow Quest, thirty nine folksy TV programs, 1965–1966, for WNJU, Newark, New Jersey’s, educational channel, which began by featuring Tom Paxton along with the Clancy Brothers and Tommy Makem. There followed an amazing array of performers, old and new friends, such as Elizabeth Cotten, Malvina Reynolds, Doc Watson, Mimi and Richard Fariña, Johnny Cash, Roscoe Holcomb and Jean Redpath, Donovan and the Rev. Gary Davis, Sonny Terry and Brownie McGhee, and Buffy Sainte-Marie. The series appeared after ABC-TV blacklisted him from appearing on the popular Hootenanny show, a flap that garnered much publicity. Clearwater Publishing later issued thirty-eight shows on tape, and most recently Shanachie included twelve episodes on six DVDs. Along with his multitude of recordings and books, Seeger has also produced numerous films to inform and instruct. For example, he starred in a short film in 1946, To Hear Your Banjo Play, which also included Woody Guthrie, Baldwin “Butch” Hawes, Sonny Terry, Brownee McGhee, and Texas Gladden. During the family’s world trip in 1963 the camera was continually rolling. In 2006 Vestapol released the fascinating DVD A Musical Journey: The Films of Pete, Toshi, & Dan Seeger, 1957– 1964. Pete Seeger is perhaps most proud of his children’s songbooks, beginning with Foolish Frog (1973), followed by (with Paul Dubois Jacobs) Abiyoyo (1985), Pete Seeger’s Storytelling Book (2000) Pete Seeger’s Abioyo Returns (2001), Some Friends to Feed: Stone Soup (2005), and The Deaf Musicians (2006). There are also the political songbooks, including Hard Hitting Songs for Hard Hit People (1967), Songs for Peace (1966), and ending with Everybody Says Freedom (1989) and Carry It On! The Story of America’s Working People in Story and Song (1985), both with his collaborator Bob Rieser. In addition to Where Have All the Flowers Gone, he has produced numerous other songbooks and instruction manuals, including the influential How to Play the 5- string Banjo (1948 and subsequent editions), How to Make a Chalil (1955), Choral Folksongs of the Bantu for Mixed Voices (1960), American Favorite Ballads (1961), The Goofing Off Suite (1961), The Steel Drums of Kim Loy Wong (1961), Woody Guthrie Folk Songs (1963), The Bells of Rhymney (1964), Bits and Pieces (1965), Oh Had I a Golden Thread (1968), Pete Seeger on Record (1971), and Henscratches and Flyspecks: How to Read Melodies from Songbooks in Twelve Confusing Lessons (1973). Seeger’s life has been a roller-coaster ride, with his left-wing politics often generating much heat. Many of our selections, which follow roughly a chronological progression, highlight his more than seven-decade struggle between popularity and vilification. Yet, all the while, Seeger continued his amazing productivity and influence. Most of the selections have been previously published, but not all. There are also excerpts from foreign publications, all in English, since he has been a world figure, with his recordings issued in dozens of countries. We have not included the profusion of articles from the New York Times since they are readily available. “Pete Seeger is possessed of that rarest of human qualities—the inquiring mind,” his old friend Alan Lomax has written. “This gentle and at the same time fiery and unbeatable spirit pervades his music, his friendships, his beanpole body and his thought. Hisperformances are true to our folk music traditions. He has listened with a keen ear and uses the singing and instrumental styles of our folk musicians faithfully and sensitively” (Notes for Pete Seeger concert program, Her Majesty’s Theatre, Montreal, Canada, May 13, 1962). Seeger has been a tireless champion of folk and popular music—he has never referred to himself as a “folk singer,” but rather “a singer of folk songs”—which we have tried to capture in the selections that follow. He has also been a political activist, first a crusader for socialism, labor unions, civil rights, and world peace (except during World War II), then during and following the 1960s of restoring the environment, not as a substitute for his earlier passions but rather as a compliment and addition. He has given thousands of concerts around the world, always as a tireless champion of music as well as various political causes, but he has also done so much more as a teacher, author, filmmaker, and organizer. For the latest information, check out the website www.peteseeger.net. We have not corrected factual errors in the essays, except in rare cases, but we are aware that they do exist. There are also spelling discrepancies, for example, Leadbelly instead of the correct Lead Belly. 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sinceileftyoublog · 1 year
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Purling Hiss Interview: Piecemeal Worldbuilding
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BY JORDAN MAINZER
“It’s finally here. I can’t believe it.”
That was Mike Polizze over the phone, speaking to me last month about Drag on Girard, the new Purling Hiss album out now via Drag City. It’s the catchiest, most power pop-forward PH record yet, Polizze’s lead-rhythm guitar arrangements and the singalong harmonized vocals leading the charge on sci-fi songs vaguely about Philadelphia, paranoia, and everything in between. 
Drag on Girard seems like a return to Polizze’s skyward scuzz, after the dialed back, languid jams of his solo debut Long Lost Solace Find. In actuality, though, it was supposed to come out long before this year, just like the valiant “return” from Polizze’s other band, Birds of Maya’s Valdez, recorded in 2014 but released 7 years later. Polizze and company started tracking Girard at the tail end of 2019 and finished it in early 2020. Before he was able to do vocals and overdubs, the pandemic and lockdown happened. He eventually got into the studio in 2021, but delays in vinyl manufacturing backups and therefore test pressings, in combination with Drag City’s regular release queue, meant that the record didn’t come out until this March. “It seems on paper like a long break between Purling Hiss records,” the prolific Polizze said. “But the chronology was messed up.”
2022 was the first year since Polizze started his music career that none of his projects released anything. Because 2020′s Long Lost Solace Find was technically his last record chronologically, the world feels weirdly open. At the start of the pandemic, he and his wife moved from Fishtown in Philly to the suburbs where he grew up, and they now have a two-year-old child. “Coming out on the other side of all that is kind of a weird feeling,” said Polizze. “Now, I’m at an interesting point where there’s no big plan.” Even if the looseness of Drag on Girard is coincidental, you can see Polizze’s unbound attitude in everything from the way he’s honest about the piecemeal worldbuilding of Drag on Girard’s themes to the fact that he’s not currently working with a booking agent, planning shows himself. That includes tonight and tomorrow night at Union Pool in Brooklyn, with Chris Forsyth and Garcia Peoples.
Read my conversation with Polizze below, edited for length and clarity.
Since I Left You: Do you think the loose sounding nature of Drag on Girard was a result of your attitude to just have fun with it?
Mike Polizze: Yes, absolutely. We recorded at Jeff [Zeigler’s] again. I really wanted that “live in the studio” feel. There were even a couple songs that weren’t totally structured. The ones on the B-side are “let’s just have fun with it,” which is the spirit of the live stuff. I still feel like I want to go in that direction more. I wanted it to be off-the-cuff, not super refined. 
SILY: It almost seems to me like the punkier, noisier, scuzzier version of the same spirit as Long Lost Solace Find. Same vibe, different aesthetic.
MP: The solo album is pretty much just me, and Kurt [Vile] on a couple things, and [Drag on Girard] is with the band. It’s weird, because the songs are new to people now, and they’re still fresh for us, but everything got put on hold for everybody.
SILY: Have you been playing the Drag on Girard songs live for a bit?
MP: The first song, “Yer In All My Dreams”, had been kicking around for a few years, in the live sets since 2017-2018, and we cut it in the studio in 2019. I still can’t believe how much time has passed. “Baby”’s been kicking around for a while. “Stay With Us”, [too].
SILY: I like how the record traverses the different eras of guitar music. There are some of your usual influences, and the closing track has a Crazy Horse thing going on, but songs like “When The End Is Over” and even “Out The Door” has that jangle pop feel to it. Are you a fan of Flying Nun Records?
MP: Yeah, I do like that stuff a lot. I don’t really know where influences come from. I consider it like fishing. You have the fishing rod out, and you’re waiting for something to come along. That’s how I write. I didn’t set out to write like this on purpose. The placeholder name for “When The End Is Over” was “Power Pop” because it felt like Cheap Trick or Shoes or even Teenage Fanclub. But yeah, I love The Clean and all that stuff.
SILY: How did you approach the lyrics on the record?
MP: Normally, I’ll sort of find a song or riff and work off that and come up with parts just by jamming on them and seeing where they fall. Lyrics are usually last. I’ll have syllables formed over parts, and maybe a word or two will pop into my mind as a placeholder that presents a theme. When it’s time to really figure it out and I have the pacing and tempo and syllables and inflection, I think, “What do I feel? What kind of words can I conjure up for this?” It fits like a puzzle, with the guitar, then structure, then we practice over it and I sing non-words, then I go to the notepad. It’s less of a story and more nonsensical poetry. I edit from there.
SILY: There’s definitely a bit of sci-fi in here.
MP: [laughs] Maybe in some parts. “Baby” has some funny lyrics. “Drag on Girard”, too.
SILY: What about “Something in my Basement”?!?
MP: Yeah. It’s kind of like my joke to myself, like Little Shop of Horrors. Kitschy and fun. I didn’t know it was going to end up being about that. Little quips or slogans or titles pop up in [my] memory that I build off of. “Something in my basement” popped up in my mind, and the idea of a story there, and the end of the song is, “There’s nothing in my basement,” so the question is whether it really happened or whether it was all in your mind. 
SILY: Is it similar to your approach to the instrumentation and aesthetic, where your inspirations are a bit more subconscious?
MP: Yeah, kind of. It’s all right there. We’re constantly taking in information, and I don’t really think of the full idea first at all. I start scribbling, on paper or on guitar, then get a Voice Memo going on my phone. I used to just use my memory when I was younger, and then tape machines. But that is the formula.
I have goals, sometimes, or a general direction I want to go in, but the best thing to do for me is to improvise it and let it guide me and go for it. If I ever hit a wall, which happens all the time, I have to figure out how to navigate, so I keep it wide and vague and then hone in on it as I go. It’s not all figured out before I start.
SILY: Do you feel like this record is a balm when you consider how out of sorts the world feels? 
MP: It feels celebratory, in a way. We had fun with it. Truthfully, it was all written before the pandemic happened. I’m happy with it, for sure. It’s kind of like an opposite record from [Long Lost Solace Find], which is refined-sounding in my opinion. It’s structured, pretty even. [Drag on Girard] is pretty off-the-rails. I don’t know if it sounds that way. Just because it took so long to come out doesn’t mean we were in the studio the whole time. It’s pretty shrill in some parts. I tried to balance between raw and unhinged with pop sensibilities. It’s all over the place.
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SILY: What’s the album title mean?
MP: It’s an inside joke between my drummer Ben [Leaphart] and I. When I first moved to Philly in 2004, I met him and Jason [Killinger] from Birds of Maya. It was the first time I moved into a house with bandmates and roommates. Fishtown was starting to gentrify a bit, but it was still an affordable place. Part of me is talking about the glory days of that, but I’m not from that neighborhood, so what right do I have? [In any case,] it was affordable and became this artist utopia with a lot of music people. It was a good time right around then, the early 2000s, with Espers, Jack Rose, Birds of Maya, Kurt Vile, The War on Drugs. Johnny Brenda’s was one floor, no food, draught beer, a hole in the wall.
Girard Avenue is one of the main strips/arterial routes that goes through Fishtown, along with Frankford Avenue. Me and Ben had our used crappy old vehicles. In 2004, I’d meet up with him and there’d be nobody on Girard. It was pretty dead at night. There were no cars on the road after 8 P.M. We’d joke about drag racing on Girard Avenue. It was an edgier neighborhood. Since then, Fishtown has totally gentrified: There’s no parking, it’s overdeveloped, there are all these crappy buildings, and there’s nowhere to move. This isn’t anything political or social, just a personal inside joke. It’s actually kind of stupid, but I thought the title had a good ring to it. Philly can be “a drag,” and there’s other imagery invoked in that. I like it when things have or could have more than one meaning.
SILY: This record is also a windows-down, blast from the car stereo record.
MP: [laughs]
SILY: What’s the story behind the cover art?
MP: I had lots of sketches, and I drew and colored with different mediums a lot before I moved out of Fishtown in 2018-2019. I haven’t done it much the past few years. Jason is an artist and graphic designer. I brought a lot of stuff to him, but we actually went a different direction. It’s not what the cover is now. We had a couple other ideas, and the cover that’s now is one of them. It matched the back cover idea, which we did have. I think we hit a wall. We didn’t really know what we wanted. I pitched some of my sketch ideas, and my bandmates liked it, and Drag City [did, too]. I liked it because I made it, but I don’t know what the world likes. Every once in a while, I’ll draw things that don’t make sense. Kind of like the sci-fi thing, [the] guy [on the cover] is sort of my catatonic space traveler suspended in the multi-verse, or something. It’s half-baked, and tied into Drag on Girard. It’s funny how I stitched together this half-baked story and imagery, this theme of sci-fi imagery and living in Philadelphia. There are these songs, lyrics, album cover, and album title, and I almost put together the story in reverse that way. We’re people and take in all this information every day, and there are probably people who are way more organized than me. It’s fun for me, and it feels multi-dimensional, going from the sketches to Jason and me working on it to Drag City. It’s not the order I expected.
SILY: Have you been writing new material?
MP: Yeah. It honestly feels great, and sometimes, I don’t realize it until moments like this where I get to talk about it. There are irons in the fire. I feel grateful I always have something I feel like I can work on because I’ve compiled enough ideas on my own. I’m working on another solo record; slowly but surely, you’ll see something there at some point. I’m so lucky to have the bandmates I have in Purling Hiss, I’m sure we’ll keep working on stuff. Birds of Maya wants to do some more stuff. I almost miss editing music in my 4-track and computer at home. Any free time that’s rare, I miss messing around with things outside of what I just mentioned. There have been a couple ideas with collaborations, but nothing I can speak on because they might not happen. I’m trying to keep things moving.
SILY: Anything you’ve been listening to, watching, or reading you’ve dug?
MP: I’ve been struggling to find time to read but I have a pile of books. Fiction-wise, I got True Grit. I got the SST [Records] book, Corporate Rock Sucks. Because of my toddler, I’m squeezed for personal time.
Since Wayne Shorter died, I’ve been on a jazz kick. My dad died when I was a teenager, but he played saxophone and started music school young and didn’t end up doing it because he had a family. But he had a pretty cool record collection. He left behind a bunch of jazz records, lots of Blue Note stuff. Lots of [John] Coltrane lately. I keep going through kicks, days where I listen to my own band practices and demos, and then I’ll get to the point I need to listen to other people’s music. Gábor Szabó. My dad had Dreams in his collection. Pharoah Sanders’ Karma. I really wish he had Sun Ra stuff. I know Sun Ra was between Chicago and Philly--we can’t take full credit for him.
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🖤Beetlejuice🪲 I never got to share the final Singalong colorway so here it is 😈 the Beetlejuice musical has it’s own story but takes so much inspiration from the movie, it’s definitelyyyy a good one! The full skeins have purple splashes with black speckled spots and a little bit of chartreuse to go with the BRIGHT chartreuse tonal! The free sticker was inspired by the iconic sand worm and the stitch marker was your own personal book of the recently deceased. 📕 I had so much fun with each musical for this club (14!!) and I’m excited to bring all of the overstock to the shop in tomorrow’s update! 🥳 LOTSSS of sock sets, a few full skeins on other weights, all of the stickers, most of the stitch markers, and a small amount of all 14 variegated colorways in a minis set! 💕 it’s gonna be huge! #musicals #broadwaymusicals #beetlejuice #beetlejuicemusical #beetlejuicebroadway #beetlejuicebeetlejuicebeetlejuice #sockyarn #sockset #handdyedyarns #inspiredbybroadway #broadwaymusical #ilovebroadway #musicaltheater #happyholidays #blackandwhite #chartreuse #iloveyarn #yarns — view on Instagram https://ift.tt/ea42g1I
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lasclhs · 2 years
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How to transfer ps3 disc singstar songs to ps4
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Sorry for the late follow up, but all of this that you have said is not true. (eg that is the same as copying a CD and giving it to a friend) You cannot transfer songs between different account names though, for obvious reasons. (It keeps a list of everything you have bought so it won't cost you anything).
#How to transfer ps3 disc singstar songs to ps4 download
If you didn't back them up and you lost all your songs all you need to do is log back in with the profile that bought them and download them again for SingStore. I'm really stuck now, because no matter what I do, I lose tracks and moneyīacking them up will allow you to copy them between machines but you will still need to put them on the same account. I don't think even a backup would restore them to the new machine.ĪND I couldn't buy them again without creating a new master account.
#How to transfer ps3 disc singstar songs to ps4 ps3
If I bought 50 tracks and downloaded them onto my PS3 today and then my PS3 died and was replaced tomorrow, it looks like my 50 tracks would be gone forever. You’d be better off whipping out your iPod, queueing up your favourite playlist and handing out the hair brushes instead, for a karaoke experience that actually delivers on the promise of an ‘ultimate party’.But Warhawk doesn't have media downloaded into it. With a disappointing playlist that struggles to venture beyond the confines of a single genre, the nonexistence of any multiplayer modes, and the barely functioning peripherals, you’d be wise to give the newest entry in the SingStar franchise a miss. I downloaded the app on my Samsung Galaxy Note 3 and experienced no lag or issues other than mic volume, but your mileage may vary.
#How to transfer ps3 disc singstar songs to ps4 free
But in relative terms, it’s a free alternative that functions on par with the branded hardware, so that at least is a bit of a money saver. If you don’t have a mic, you can download the free app on your smartphone that will connect to your active SingStar game and turn it into an additional peripheral, and you’ll be pleased to know that it works just as well as the USB counterparts - you still won’t be able to bloody well hear anything. Crank the volume up on the d-pad all you like, no one will hear your caterwauling, and isn’t that the whole point of karaoke?
#How to transfer ps3 disc singstar songs to ps4 software
You can still salvage the party with a handful of decent songs and enough beers, right? You don’t need a bit of software to teach you the meaning of sharing. I don’t know what the twenty-somethings draped over one another in the fancy new menus are doing, but judging by the absence of party based musical antics, I’ll tell you what - it’s not singing. Online Battle Mode is a relic of the past as well, and the feature has been retroactively patched out from the free PS3 app in case you had any funny ideas about trying to actually engage with other human beings and have a bit of a laugh. Everything that made SingStar a party affair has vanished Pass the Mic, Duets, Medleys - even the difficulty settings - they’ve all been dumped in favour of a basic 1 to 2-player singalong. But the biggest kick in the teeth is the fact that all of the party features have been unceremoniously stripped away.
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edwardashley · 2 years
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it’s my first free day when i don’t have commitments in literally 3 weeks what do I even DO with myself
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honeysucklepink · 3 years
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Anyway, Here's Wonderwall (8/?)
Day 8: Cup (also on AO3)
Back in the room, Kurt was getting ready for bed. After Blaine had stormed off earlier, Kurt had decided to confront Elliott, but his bandmate was preoccupied with a gentleman he’d met at the bar. He nudged Kurt out of his room only with the vague advice to “give him a chance, I bet he’s not as awful as you think.”
Kurt was replaying Elliott’s words in his head while he washed up in the attached bathroom. Maybe he’s got a point? He thought. Everyone else seems to like Blaine. What’s more likely; me being wrong about him, or everyone else? He cupped his hands under the spout, letting the water fill them before splashing his face. Without any of his products he was going to have to make do. At least the soap Adam stocked was fine-milled.
He didn’t hear the door open over the running water, so when he came out of the bathroom, shirtless and with a towel around his shoulders, he was startled by the presence of…him. He couldn’t help himself; he rolled his eyes. “Sleeping with the peasants downstairs is not your style, huh?”
Blaine looked distracted, then caught himself. “It’s not that. I’d be fine sleeping down there if there was any sleeping happening. Your gal pal seems to be popular.”
“She is,” Kurt caught himself smiling. “Dani can light up a room.”
“Well, I’m sure if I were in the mood for a singalong, I’d agree,” Blaine said, as he put his iPad down on the nightstand. “But I’m just too tired, it’s been a long day and I just want to sleep.”
“Whoa, hold on mister. I don’t know where you have to be, but I need to be at the airport tomorrow, and if I’m going to be on a plane for eight hours I need a solid night of sleep, in a real bed.”
“Kurt, have you looked outside? Even if a plow comes, it’s still snowing hard enough to cover the roads right back up. It won’t kill you to sleep on the floor.”
Kurt silently seethed. “Fine. We’ll flip a coin. Winner gets the bed, loser gets the floor. Or you can go back downstairs for pop-punk karaoke all night.”
“Leave it to chance…I guess that sounds fair.” Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out some change, selecting a coin for the job. “I flip, you call in the air.”
As Blaine sent the coin airborne, Kurt shouted “Heads!” But as the coin came down, Blaine missed the catch, and the coin fell and rolled off. Kurt and Blaine’s eyes followed the coin until it came to a stop. Miraculously, it landed on its edge, nestled perfectly in a tiny gap between two floorboards.
“Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me?” Kurt was flabbergasted. He supposed Blaine was as well, judging by the way his eyebrows were practically touching his hairline.
“Well, fuck. So, does that mean we both sleep on the floor then?”
“Just shut up and stay on your side of the bed.”
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(Psst: I was a little inspired by this chapter of Check Please)
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Blake Shelton was worried about the headline.
Following the first 10 songs of his final "Friends & Heroes" tour stop at Fiserv Forum in Milwaukee Saturday, Shelton stepped offstage, and country music veteran John Anderson emerged from below it. There was an instant surge of energy from the near-capacity crowd, as Anderson, with Shelton's seven-piece backing band, crooned through a soft "Seminole Wind," followed by a boisterous "Money in the Bank" and the boot-scootin' "Swingin'," all huge country hits in the '80s and '90s.
And Shelton, half-jokingly, was just a touch jealous.
"Why do you all act so different for John Anderson?" Shelton asked. "I've been out here for 40 minutes, and all of a sudden John Anderson comes out here and the whole damn crowd … is line-dancing and (expletive). How do you line-dance in your seats?"
"The last thing I need is to wake up tomorrow morning and read the Wisconsin Post or whatever you have here, and the headline says something like 'John Anderson steals the show,'" Shelton continued.
Here at the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, we don't take headline suggestions from people we're writing about. But that wouldn't have been an appropriate headline anyway — because Anderson wasn't the only one to steal the spotlight from Shelton.
And that's the beauty of the concept of Shelton's "Friends & Heroes" tour, which has been around for a few years but stopped in Milwaukee for the first time Saturday.
It gives Shelton a chance to share his sharp band and packed houses with veteran country stars who prove they've still got the goods, and are still beloved.
On Saturday, that included Martina McBride, who with her sparkling voice, brightened the night with the self-assuring gems "My Baby Loves Me" and "This One's for the Girls," before closing out with the shattering, and soaring, "A Broken Wing."
And the show also included Tracy Byrd, who actually got the strongest reaction of the three "Friends & Heroes" Saturday. He took full advantage of the runway, tipping his black cowboy hat and high-fiving any fans he could reach, hyping up the crowd with his magnetic stage presence and '90s and early-aughts party-starters "Ten Rounds With Jose Cuervo," "I'm From the Country" and "Watermelon Crawl."
"Over and over again tonight, I have had my ass handed to me by these other singers coming," Shelton said near the show's end.
Shelton was, of course, selling himself short.
While the three guests were indisputable highlights Saturday, they performed for only 10 minutes each. Shelton, on the other hand, was on stage for the show's remaining two hours and 30 minutes, striving to fulfill an early evening promise to play "the longest country concert." (Eric Church routinely does three-hour sets, but this was an impressive marathon nonetheless.)
With the charm and charisma that's made him such a winning personality on NBC's "The Voice" for 21 seasons, Shelton handily slipped into various personas Saturday night, for the raucous "Boys 'Round Here," the moon-eyed duet "Nobody But You" (which he sang facing footage of his new wife Gwen Stefani singing back to him), or the outlaw-flavored "God's Country" and the George Jones classic "Ol' Red."
There were plenty of fun interactions with the crowd, too. Locking eyes with a guy in the front row for the love ballad "Sure Be Cool If You Did," Shelton chuckled mid-song, telling him, "Sing to her, not to me," gesturing to the man's date. And for "Hillbilly Bone," Shelton let himself get upstaged yet again, this time for a fiery duel between guitarist Beau Tackett and fiddle player Jenee Fleenor, the first woman to win the CMA Award for musician of the year.
Shelton was happy to share the spotlight, but after the performance, he feigned a bruised ego, and for the night's greatest moment, invited Anderson, Byrd and McBride to join him for a songwriter's circle session to see which of them had the greatest country song. (He also suggested George Strait, Garth Brooks, Luke Bryan and Luke Combs were going to be the judges … although they were going to stay backstage.)
"How many of y'all think if this was the 'Who talks the most (expletive) of the Friends & Heroes' tour competition, we'd already have our winner?" Byrd said, gesturing to Shelton, another case of the headliner being upstaged Saturday, for funniest line of the night.
Shelton did his rendition of "Who Are You When I'm Not Looking" solo on acoustic guitar, suggesting the lines "When you undress, do you leave a path/Then sink to your nose in a bubble bath" were about Anderson.
After the performance, Shelton did a little moonwalk victory dance, then playfully suggested they end the competition. But Byrd wouldn't have it, sparking a big singalong for a beaming "The Keeper of the Stars," followed by Anderson performing "Straight Tequila Night" (both with support from Shelton's band members). But it was clear, from fans and musicians alike, that McBride won this little competition with "Independence Day."
As they all left the stage, Shelton put an end to the jealousy act, saying some kind words about how much those three musicians inspired Shelton as he made his own ascent in the country music world.
"Those are Hall of Famers … you're never going to see something like that ever again," Shelton said. "My heroes, man, your heroes, man. Those are country music icons, all of them."
And Saturday's show suggested there was one headline Shelton will wake up to one day: "Blake Shelton inducted into the Country Music Hall of Fame
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endofthelinegang · 3 years
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so here is todays game plan based on the poles and based on the organization of this blog:
- post the drunk writing i did last night bc it kinda slaps
- post the top two voted on pieces of writing but with the catch of dr strange bc he will be posted tomorrow along with the piece i did for the song "rosemary" because it's singalong sunday. so rather it would be the other two most highly voted on.
obviously the drunken writing is coming first because proofreading is useless since i wasn't even all there when i wrote it and it looks like i somehow managed to write quite a lot and i just don't feel like editing it and i feel bad i posted no fics yesterday. i will begin editing the top two around 6 and they should be out by 10-12 tonight.
but none of you better say some mean ass shit about my drunk writing bc it was me answering requests with full length fics or drabbles. with that being said if you do not like my post and it was your request i am more than happy to do it again, you guys just need to be happy i locked certain pages and did not post the top two last night and did not have access to them bc that would've been BAD.
so happy reading today and tomorrow i am putting out song fics, by the way feel free to send in song based requests they will all be answered on sundays and monday i will put out a new poll with requests that i have.
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