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[historydailyfrancischappellblack]

22 Confederate Soldiers Entered St. Albans, Vermont, from Canada, Intent on Robbing Three Banks to Secure Funds for the Depleted Treasury of the Confederacy. October 19, 1864

Image The Confederate raiders stick up the bank in St. Albans. (Public Domain) On this day in history, October 19, 1864, twenty-two Confederate soldiers entered St. Albans, Vermont, from Canada, intent on robbing three banks to secure funds for the depleted treasury of the Confederacy. The raid was designed to create havoc for this New England town as the invaders planned to burn the village to…

[nickmacleanjazz]

THIS FRIDAY!

After crossing the country on an enormous 2-month (50+ gigs/workshops) Canadian national tour, the Herbie Hancock-influenced modern jazz ensemble NICK MACLEAN QUARTET feat. BROWNMAN ALI returns home to Toronto for the tour's final show @ CONTXT. After two months on the road the group's synergy has grown to be almost telepathic, come join us for our welcome home show! TICKETS: https://www.eventbrite.ca/e/545543724967 Full Tour Information: www.TourNMQ.brownman.com ----

NICK MACLEAN QUARTET feat. BROWNMAN ALI (Toronto)

FRI-JUN-02 show @ 8pm @ CONTXT 254 Lansdowne Ave, Toronto, ON M6H 3X9 $15 adv, $20 door TICKETS: https://www.eventbrite.ca/e/545543724967 Facebook Event: https://www.facebook.com/events/579476820874404 Full Tour Information: www.TourNMQ.brownman.com ---- This spring, the multi-award-winning NICK MACLEAN QUARTET feat. BROWNMAN ALI embarks on their extensive, two month national tour across Canada, bringing them from their hometown of Toronto all the way to the Pacific coast and everywhere in between. Led by fast-rising piano star NICK MACLEAN -- an 8x Global Music Award winner and one of the most in-demand young jazz piano players in Toronto -- this contemplative yet thrilling quartet delivers jazz between the two poles of thoughtful introspection and powerhouse conveyance, taking influences from Herbie Hancock's primordial 1960's Blue Note era recordings. Maclean's quartet heavily features one of Canada's most provocative improvising trumpet players -- BROWNMAN ALI -- an internationally acclaimed, multi-award winning jazz iconoclast who has been heralded as "Canada's preeminent jazz trumpet player" by New York City's Village Voice and is best known globally as the last trumpet player to play in the legendary jazz-hip-hop group GURU's JAZZMATAZZ. For this show, Ali & Maclean stand shoulder-to-shoulder with 2 of Canada's top-tier rhythm section players: BENNETT YOUNG on upright bass (in for Ben Duff), and JACOB WUTZKE on drums. - :: Nick Maclean - piano :: Brownman Ali - trumpet :: Bennett Young - bass :: Jacob Wutzke - drums - Come witness these four in full flight, this tour features many nights of deeply exploratory, hard-swinging modern-jazz audiences nation-wide will not want to miss. ----

ALL CANADIAN TOURDATES

All tour information can be found at: http://tournmq.brownman.com/ - Wed-Apr-12: Toronto @ La Rev Thr-Apr-13: Oshawa @ Simcoe Blues & Jazz Fri-Apr-14: Waterloo (workshop) Fri-Apr-14: Waterloo @ The Jazz Room Sat-Apr-15: Sudbury @ The Alibi Room Sun-Apr-16: Sault Ste Marie @ Algoma Conservatory Mon-Apr-17 - travel day Tue-Apr-18- travel day Wed-Apr-19: Winnipeg (workshop) Wed-Apr-19: Gimli @ Ship & Plough Thr-Apr-20: Brandon (workshop) Thr-Apr-20: Brandon @ Vincent Massey H.S. Fri-Apr-21: Saskatoon @ The Bassment (solo piano) Fri-Apr-21: Saskatoon @ The Bassment Sat-Apr-22: Edmonton @ Yardbird Suite Sun-Apr-23: Calgary @ Ironwood Stage Mon-Apr-24: Calgary (workshop) Tue-Apr-25: Canmore @ artsPlace Wed-Apr-26: Canmore (workshop) Thr-Apr-27: Salmon Arm (workshop) Thr-Apr-27: Salmon Arm @ Jazz Club Salmon Arm Fri-Apr-28: Kamloops @ On The Rocks Sat-Apr-29: Abbotsford @ Matsqui Community Hall Sun-Apr-30: Vancouver @ Frankie's Jazz Club Mon-May-01 - travel day Tue-May-02: Nanaimo (workshop) Wed-May-03: Nanaimo (workshop) Thr-May-04: Comox @ Little Red Church Fri-May-05: Victoria @ Vinyl Envy Sat-May-06: Nanaimo @ Simonholt Restaurant Sun-May-07: Victoria @ First Unitarian Mon-May-08 - travel day Tue-May-09: Vancouver @ 2nd Floor Gastown Wed-May-10: Abbotsford (workshop) Thr-May-11: Kelowna (workshop) Thr-May-11: Kelowna @ DunnEnzies Fri-May-12: Penticton @ The Dream Cafe Sat-May-13: Vernon @ Vernon Jazz Club Sun-May-14: Golden @ Rockwater Grill & Bar Mon-May-15 - day off Tue-May-16 - day off Wed-May-17: Calgary (workshop) Wed-May-17: Lethbridge @ Geomatic Attic Thr-May-18: Taber (workshop) Thr-May-18: Medicine Hat @ Casa Amigos Fri-May-19: Regina @ Acfr Le Bistro Sat-May-20: Brandon @ Chez Angela Sun-May-21: Winnipeg @ West End Cultural Centre Mon-May-22 - day off Tue-May-23: Dryden @ Dryden Regional Wed-May-24 - travel day Thr-May-25: Sault Ste Marie (recording) Fri-May-26: Sault Ste Marie @ Algoma Conservatory Sat-May-27 - travel day Fri-Jun-02: Toronto @ CONTXT ---- Presented with support from the Canada Council for the Arts. ---- For more info: www.TourNMQ.brownman.com www.NicholasMaclean.com www.Brownman.com www.Browntasauras.com

[ryuichifoxe]

The energy I'm hoping to bring to the Crow/Crow table ngl

[kinkdaddykinard]

rhea ripley @ the mae young classic - twenty seventeen

[onscreenkisses]

THE GREATEST, dir. Shana Feste (2009)

requested by anon

[sesiondemadrugada]

Nothing But a Man (Michael Roemer, 1964).

[alice-after-dark]

Rosie Bennett's Finishing School for Young Ladies

@hiemaldesirae finally got me with the fem!RadioStatic content lol also vaguely inspired by his Hazbin Institution for Homicide Practitioners AU (at least the idea of these two in a school setting).

This is the inspiration for the uniform.

Takes place during the late 1920s.

Alison Bourreau (20), upon the death of her mother, is forced to attend the school by her estranged father. Having grown up in the bayou of New Orleans her entire life, she is seen as an enigma among the wealthy and upper class students, especially due to her close friendship with the school's headmistress and founder, Rosie Bennett.

Vivian Haynes (19) hails from a wealthy family in New York. Having made his wealth in the metalworks, her father is a well-known industrialist and Vivian is instantly popular due to her family's name and wealth. She is an aspiring actress and a star student.

And they were roommates.

Alison knows who Vivian is the moment she walks in the door of their shared dorm. Even if she didn't, she can already tell a lot just by looking at the young woman. Her clothes are clean and fine, the latest fashion and coordinated perfectly. Her long dark hair falls in shiny waves and the soft hands speak of not a single day's worth of hard labor.

Vivian offers her a dazzling bright smile and Alison is immediately drawn to the girl's mismatch eyes, one an almost auburn shade of brown and the other a startling blue.

She's lovely, most certainly.

But seeing pristine stockings torn, dress stained, hair tangled, and those same soft hands covered in blood steals Alison's breath away.

"Please," she whispers, still kneeling in the dirt by a bloody rock. "Please don't tell anyone."

Alison knows the young man on the ground. He's from the college nearby, a junior who often comes around to hit on the students. He's crude and loud and idiotic and Alison despises him.

She steps over the cooling body of Adam Bright and kneels in front of the trembling woman and takes her by the shoulders. "We need to hide the body."

It is nearly 3am when Alison sneaks back into the dorms. Vivian's clothing has been thrown into the furnace and the young woman is sitting freshly bathed and clean on Alison's bed. Alison bathes and dresses and joins Vivian on the bed. They sit in silence for several minutes.

"Why did you kill him?" Alison asks softly.

Vivian pulls her knees up to her chest, continues to bore holes into the wall opposite them. "He said...he said he knew why I was sent here. He said he knew what I did and that he would tell everyone. He was demanding hush money, it...it would ruin everything. My family would be ruined. I'd be ruined."

Another beat of silence.

"What did you do?"

Vivian shakes her head this time.

Alison hums. Whatever it was, it was bad enough for her family to send their pride and joy away. Well, everyone had their secrets. She should know. She isn't even supposed to let anyone find out who her father is. As far as anyone is concerned, she is the poor orphan girl generously sponsored by the rich real estate broker.

"Her mother worked for us for many years. It was the least I could do after hearing about her unfortunate passing."

What a kind and charitable man. Bastard.

Alison isn't stupid. She knows she isn't here out of her father's good will. He just wants her far away from his wife and son, married off as soon as possible to be someone else's problem. That is the entire point of the finishing school, to make her as palatable a wife as possible (she remembers with satisfaction how utterly thrilled he'd been when he'd discovered, upon his arrival to pick her up, that she'd chopped her long brown locks into a haphazard bob).

Thankfully, he took Rosie's offer of admission to her school and won't be getting what he wants anytime soon.

A soft pressure settles against her shoulder.

"About tonight...you have to promise to never tell anyone."

"I promise."

"Do you swear on your life?"

"I swear on my life."

---

Got a secret, can you keep it?

Swear this one you'll save

Better lock it in your pocket

Taking this one to the grave

If I show you, then I know you won't tell what I said

'Cause two can keep a secret if one of them is dead

[euphoriashots]

The younger days - euphoria

[supakixbabe]

“Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing.”

- Adam Cole

Song by: Set It Off

[princessxpunk]

Tag Tourney Quarter Finals: Best Friends vs Undisputed Kingdom

AEW Dynamite 3/27/24

[nickmacleanjazz]

Watch the 3rd teaser video for WISDOM OF AURELIUS, the brand new upcoming single from Nick Maclean Quartet feat. Brownman Ali.

Watch the 3rd teaser on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kJU0xr72mdw ---- WISDOM OF AURELIUS, a brand new single from NICK MACLEAN QUARTET feat. BROWNMAN ALI will be releasing on April 30, 2023! Pre-save the track at this link and make sure to check it for updates! http://Maclean.Browntasauras.com/ ---- A follow up to his 2017 composition MADNESS OF NERO, Brownman's WISDOM OF AURELIUS is a joyous and energized odyssey taking inspiration from the brilliant mind of Rome's greatest emperor, Marcus Aurelius. Its 8-min epic runtime takes listeners on a journey from intricate modern jazz lines, to quiet and contemplative ponderances, to fiery salsa-infused grooves. Featured as a special guest on conga and Latin percussion, is one of Canada's greatest living Latin percussionists, LUISITO ORBEGOSO. ---- CANADIAN NATIONAL TOUR (Apr/May) Tour Info: www.TourNMQ.Brownman.com ---- Nick Maclean - piano Brownman Ali - trumpet Ben Duff - bass Jacob Wutzke - drums Luisito Orbegoso - congas/Latin percussion (special guest) ---- www.NicholasMaclean.com www.Browntasauras.com www.TourNMQ.Brownman.com

[rosedforbes]

❝ "Day and night, you have plagued me. And if I'm to be completely honest, this didn't start two weeks ago. It's been going on for months. I can't think straight, I can't breathe, I can't... Stop searching for you wherever I go, and when I find you, I can’t stop looking. Everything else seems to exist in your shadow." Klaus' voice tightens, the brunt of his emotions pouring out of him with an edge of despair. "I've tried to stop it. I've tried to prove to myself that I could go on as though nothing had changed, but I cannot. Even now, I..." He falters, throat working as he swallows. "I have to dig deep inside of me for an honor I do not possess not to give in to my burning desires. And the worst part is - it's not even about the impure thoughts. I have those too, let me be very clear, but those are easy. It's the other ones that torment me. The honorable ones. The ones I've never had before and therefore know not how to purge. There are not many things in this world that put fear in my heart - I am both arrogant and reckless enough that I can face just about anything with foolish bravery. But you... The thought of never seeing you again, of never dancing with you, of being deprived of your smiles, of the sound of your laughter, of your company..." He shakes his head lightly, the cracks in his heart feeling as wide as the world. "It terrifies me, Caroline. It terrifies me like nothing else." ❞

— Vice and Virtue

[awakefor48hours]

“I hate Amber, she’s literally the worst character in Invincible!” I’m sorry but if you’re gonna keep talking, I need you to name 5 women and at least one of them has to be a non-white woman.

[astral-express-family]

Wedding fic! the drawing is still in progress but i do have this <3 as usual, fic will be utc

Dividers came from here

Taglist, since i actually remembered this time: @violetsareblue-selfships, @silver-heller, and @aego-philautia

Aslia hasn't gotten much sleep. When she finally gets to sleep, it's nearly two in the morning. And of course, she wakes up at six-thirty am. Lynette's still cuddled against rose, her arms wrapped snugly around Aslia's torso. Aslia just laughs softly trying to let roseself relax. It's hard, though, considering the date. August 17th. Her and Lynette's first anniversary, and also their wedding date.

“Mmm… already awake, firefly?”

The sound of Lynette's voice, admittedly, makes Aslia jump. She replies with a laugh and a warm, “How am I supposed to sleep, knowing today's the day we finally get married?”

Lynette just laughs, warm and affectionate. She says, “Well, the ceremony’s not until three this afternoon. Let's try to get a little more sleep, hm?”

And it works. When she next wakes up, it's to Lynette climbing out of the bed at almost ten o'clock. “What's for breakfast, love?” ro asks as she climbs out of bed herself.

Aslia, unable to argue with this point, just nestled herself back into Lynette's embrace and tries to fall back asleep. 

“Knowing my brother, he probably has made us a full breakfast spread just so we didn't have to do it ourselves on our wedding day,” Lynette replies casually. Aslia laughs, and shakes her head fondly. She replies, “Yeah, sounds like something Lyney would do.”

When they leave the bedroom, hand in hand, they find that's exactly what had happened. Lyney is standing in the kitchen, surrounded by fresh pancakes, sausage, bacon, hash browns, and eggs. When he sees them he greets them with an excited, “Ah, there are the lovebirds! Good morning, and perfect timing! I just finished making you guys breakfast!”

Aslia and Lynette sit down - Aslia’s plate loaded up and Lynette’s plate with a smaller but still substantial amount of food. The two of them sit in the breakfast nook, cuddling up against each other. Lyney cleans up the kitchen then takes his leave, saying, “Well, I’ll see you at the wedding.”

After breakfast, it’s time for them to go. Aslia has to go meet up with Chiori, who had designed rose wedding dress and is in charge of rose makeup.

“About time you showed up, Aslia.” Chiori greets.

Aslia just smiles. Chiori just huffs affectionately, and tuts, “Well, let’s get you in your dress.”

The dress isn’t anything too elaborate, fancy but not overly so. It still takes a few minutes to get into the dress, but it’s so worth it. That’s what Aslia thinks, at least. She thinks it looks beautiful. Chiori did a great job with the design, Lynette will love it, she thinks. Once Aslia’s in the dress Chiori pushes her gently into a chair, and starts or rose makeup. It’s a known fact that Aslia isn’t super fond of makeup, so Chiori keeps it light. A little bit of eye shadow to bring out the color in Aslia’s eyes, some lipstick to highlight her lips, and a little bit of blush to add some color to her cheeks.

“There we go. Your mother should be here soon, to walk you down the aisle.”

Aslia nods, standing up. She gives Chiori a tight hug and says, “Thank you, Chiori. I appreciate you putting in all this work for me.”

Both too soon and not soon enough, it’s time to walk down the aisle.

Chiori again just huffs affectionately, but hugs back.

A few minutes before, she meets up with her mother figure, Ningguang. Ningguang is wearing a nice dress, formal yet simple. Aslia gives her a tight hug, and lightheartedly says, “Mama Beidou’s here, right? And let me guess, she’s still grumbling about feeling old?”

Ningguang laughs. “Right you are, Aslia,” she says fondly, “Beidou is indeed lamenting how your wedding makes her feel old.” Aslia's laughing at that, a smile on her face, “I'm sure Kaz is sick of hearing about it.”

“Indeed. Now, your love and her ‘father’ have probably reached the altar, so let's be off.”

So Aslia, dressed in rose wedding attire, links her arm with Ningguang's. The music swells as Aslia walks through the crowd full of Aslia and Lynette’s closest friends and family. Ro is to avoid scanning the crowd, looking forward instead. Lynette is standing next to her brother, dressed in a fancy suit. Aslia can feel her face getting red.

Because he's her best man, Bennett is also waiting there. When she and Ningguang get to the front, she drops Ningguang’s arm and takes her place at the altar.

The flower girls, Aslia’s adopted daughters, are standing at the front of the crowd in their matching dresses. Diona looks somewhat comfortable and relaxed for once, which makes Aslia smile. Sayu, meanwhile, appears to be falling asleep. Diona nudges her, causing the younger girl to startle awake.

The ceremony passes quickly. The best part, in Aslia’s opinion, is when they finally share their first kiss as a married couple. Bennett and Lyney are cheering from their places next to the happy couple, and most of the audience cheers and claps.

After Aslia takes rose place, the ring bearer comes down the aisle. The ring is being carried by Aslia’s adopted son, Chouji. His suit matches Diona and Sayu’s dresses, and he mostly just looks happy to be included.

Then, it's time for the reception. The catering comes from one of the finest kitchens in Fontaine. Dinner is a fairly simple affair, the guests chattering amongst themselves. Lynette and Aslia, meanwhile, sit at the head table and talk. Aslia takes Lynette’s hand in rose own, holding it tightly.

Then the first dance.

The finest live band possible starts playing, and Aslia walks with Lynette to the dance floor. Neither of the two women are great at dancing, but neither of them mind. They're giggling as they dance, and Aslia feels her heart swell with love. This is her wife now. Her wife!

After the dance floor opens to all guests, the happy couple begin to mill about.

“So, what's it like being married?” Aslia startles at the sound of her older brother’s voice. But then she just casually smiles, saying, “Feels good, Kae. I did marry the love of my life, after all.”

Kaeya laughs fondly, picking Aslia up and spinning rose around. Diluc, Jean, and Barbara are all standing nearby, all smiling. Aslia hugs the other three as well, squeezing them tightly. Then she says to Jean, “Hey, who's in charge of the Knights right now? Given that most of the authorities are here right now, I mean.”

Jean chuckles, and Kaeya outright snickers. “I have a couple of the more trustworthy knights in charge, I'm sure the Knights can survive for a few days without Kaeya, Lisa, Amber, Eula, Albedo, and I.”

“Yeah, they’ll be fine,” Aslia laughs. Her attention is then drawn by the sound of wind. The wind races towards her, before Aslia finds herself with an armful of her youngest child. She holds Sayu tightly and fondly, spinning her daughter slightly. Diona and Chouji are close behind. She greets them, “How are you doing, kids?”

“Lynette had better treat you right, or she’s gonna pay!” Diona proclaims, her hands on her hips as she huffs.

“I promise, I’ll make sure to treat your mother with the utmost care.”

They continue milling about, spending the evening and into the night talking to their loved ones and dancing and eating cake.

Diona jumps when Lynette speaks, and Lynette chuckles fondly. Aslia shifts the way she holds Sayu in her arms, to kiss her wife on the lips.

“I love you, Nettie.”

“I love you too, Little Light.”

[opheliapenning]

Our Souls Could Never Be Uniform

We read, we consume, because we want to feel. The hurt, the love; The morose, the blissful; The tears.

We want to know that our bones have not yet rusted, Our heartstrings can still be tuned as we need them to be. What is it that truly makes one day stand out from the rest? Our souls could never be uniform.

- Ophelia Penning