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kfkr1ze · 9 months ago

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[18TRIP] We are HAMA Tours - Conductors FULL VER. KAN/ROM/ENG

Yachiyo, Sakujiro, Nayuki, Daniel

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HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMA津々浦々

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsutsu uraura

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA throughout the country

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

おいでませ我らHAMAツアーズ

Oidemase warera HAMA tsuazu

Welcome, we are HAMA Tours

HA HA HA HA HAMA HAMA

也千代 & 朔次郎 : 初めて旅をした時のことを覚えていますか？

Yachiyo & Sakujiro : Hajimete tabi wo shita toki no koto o, oboete imasu ka?

Yachiyo & Sakujiro : Do you remember what it was like when you took your first trip?

生行 & ダニエル : 何を求めて、誰と（也千代 & 朔次郎 : 誰と）

Nayuki & Daniel : Nani wo motomete, dare to (Yachiyo & Sakujiro : dare to)

Nayuki & Daniel : What did you want to do? Who were you with? ( Yachiyo & Sakujiro : Who?)

生行 & ダニエル :どこへ行きましたか？

Nayuki & Daniel : Doko e ikimashita ka?

Nayuki & Daniel : Where did you go?

胸踊る体験偶然の出会い……

Mune odoru taiken guuzen no deai…

A heart fluttering experience, or a chance encounter…

もしかしたら予期せぬトラブルもあったかもしれません

Moshikashitara Yokisenu toraburu mo Atta kamo shiremasen

Perhaps, you might run into some unexpected trouble…

そんな時は！！

Sonna toki wa!!

And when that time comes!!

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMA津々浦々

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsutsu uraura

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA throughout the country

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

おいでませ我らHAMAツアーズ

Oidemase warera HAMA tsuazu

Welcome, we are HAMA Tours

なんでもやります服従します

Nandemo yarimasu fukuju shimasu

I’ll do whatever you want, I’ll be obedient so!

だからクビだけはご勘弁をぉ…っ

Dakara kubi dake wa gokanben o…

Please don’t fire meeee…

当然です

Touzen desu

Of course,

社長にはワンコのように忠実に

Shachou ni wa wanko no youni chuujitsu ni

I will be as loyal as a dog to the President

そんなことより皆さん

Sonna koto yori minnasan

That’s not the point, everyone,

交通費精算の領収書出すのを忘れずに

Kotsuhiseisanno ryoushusho dasu no o wasurezu ni

Please don’t forget to submit receipts of your travel expenses

今日は半休で

Kyou ha hankyu de

I’m takin’ a half day, so

ハッピーアワーとしゃれこみます

Happi awa to sharekomi masu

I’ll be pretendin' it’s a happy hour!

そんな会社、経験人生の潤い

Sonna kaisha keiken jinsei no uruoi

That’s the company experience that can enrich lives

もしかしたら価値観が変わるくらいの

Moshikashitara Kachikan ga kawaru kurai no

Perhaps, our values might change here or there,

奇跡が待ってるかも

Kiseki ga matteru kamo

Or there might be a miracle waiting for us,

そんなあなたの手を引きたい

Sonna anata no te o hikitai

And if that time comes, I wanna take your hand

「何はともあれ出発進行」

Nani wa tomoare shuppatsu shinkou

“In any case, we’re taking off!”

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMA津々浦々

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsutsu uraura

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA throughout the country

HAMA HAMA ツアーツアー HAMAツアーズ

HAMA HAMA tsua tsua HAMA tsuazu

HAMA HAMA Tour Tour HAMA Tours

おいでませ我らHAMAツアーズ

Oidemase warera HAMA tsuazu

Welcome, we are HAMA Tours

HA HA HA HA HAMA HAMA

おいでませ我らHAMAツアーズ

Oidemase warera HAMA tsuazu

Welcome, we are HAMA Tours

おいでませ我らHAMAツアーズ

Oidemase warera HAMA tsuazu

Welcome, we are HAMA Tours

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If you didn't know, throughout the song, you ca hear Shuumai barking in the background!! He's voiced by Yoshiki Nakajima (Ten's seiyuu LMFAO)

#kfkr1ze #18trip #18trip translation #yachiyo fuefuki #sakujiro karigane #nayuki kitakata #iwabuchi hiroshi daniel #conductors #and shuumai :3

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suetravelblog · 1 year ago

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Belgrade Philharmonic Orchestra - A Century of Idols

Gabriel Feltz Chief Conductor – bgf.rs The Belgrade Philharmonic Orchestra performance last night was entitled – A Century of Idols. It featured music with a Hispanic theme composed by Strauss, Debussy, and Márquez. Chief Conductor Gabriel Feltz led the orchestra, and Boris Brezovac (viola) and Daniel Muller-Schott (violoncello) were the soloists. Soloists and orchestra gave remarkable…

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#Arturo Márquez Mexican Composer – Danzón No. 2 #Belgrade Philharmonic – A Century of Idols #Belgrade Philharmonic Orchestra #Boris Brezovac Viola Soloist #Carpathian Mountains #Claude Debussy French Composer - Ibéria #Daniel Muller-Schott Violoncello Soloist #Foreign Influence Bill Georgia #Gabriel Feltz Chief Conductor #Georgia President Salome Zourabichvili #Georgian Parliament Speaker Shalva Papuashvili #Iron Gate Region #Košava Winds #Richard Strauss German Composer - Don Quixote

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beyourselfchulanmaria · 6 months ago

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Photo /Dog said : IIRC that landscape was taken in Ireland. 👌 woof woof 🐶

🎶🎧 To listen this known violin work and look at this view of the photo … I feel It's pleasant and not cold by the sea in the winter …

Felix Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor, Op. 64, MWV O 14, is his last concerto. Well received at its premiere, it has remained among the most prominent and highly-regarded violin concertos. It holds a central place in the violin repertoire and has developed a reputation as an essential concerto for all aspiring concert violinists to master, and usually one of the first Romantic era concertos they learn.

and I love what Felix Mendelssohn he worked the history during the time for it about this classical work. ◠‿◠ Thanks. ˗ˋˏ ♡ ˎˊ˗ Lan~*

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Violin Concerto in E Minor, Mendelssohn – Daniel Lozakovich & Malta Philharmonic Orchestra

#@sdog1blog #thank you :)#dog said /iirc that landscape was taken in Ireland #classical music #felix mendelssohn #mendelssohn #1809-1847 german composer/ pianist/ organist/ conductor of the early romantic period #violin concerto in e minor-mendelssohn #daniel lozakovich #swedish classical violinist #malta philharmonic orchestra

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professional-rat-eater · 1 month ago

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It’s actually borderline offensive how charismatic Ben Daniels made Santiago in the show. He’s not that fun in the book or the movie and I love every single second he’s on screen even when he’s doing the most abhorrent things. He’s not even like Lestat, where we clearly know he’s being motivated by trauma and that certain actions of his might be exaggerated or misrepresented by Louis’s narration. (And if that is the case, it’s not like we can ask him to clarify.) I have no reason to sympathise with him. He just sucks but I love him so much.

I know that’s the point, for him to be equally evil and likeable, but I just come away feeling like I have to apologise to Claudia and Madeleine each time I rewatch scenes he’s in.

It’s Lestat with the train conductor’s head all over again. Funniest shit I have ever seen in my life in such a horrifying context. I am so sorry, Claudia.

#interview with the vampire #iwtv #the vampire armand #the vampire chronicles #the vampire santiago #the vampire claudia #lestat de lioncourt #madeleine eparvier #claudeleine #ben daniels

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kazbrekkerfast · 4 months ago

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what instrument I think F1 drivers would play + reasons (from a cellist who is objectively correct)

(if you disagree that's fine please share your opinions I really want to know them)

Get ready cuz this is a LONG post. I also mostly stuck to the 2024 grid cuz I couldn't be bothered with much more

also please note that I wrote this whilst exhausted and avoiding practicing so if it has any spelling/grammar mistakes, you didn't see anything

1. Max Verstappen: percussion

ok so max is to me a percussionist through and through but also seems like the type of percussionist who learnt how to play the violin as a kid and hated it, so became a drummer instead. definitely plays the marimba like his life depends on it. also becuase I have a thing for them so ye 🥰 (I do however love a good fanfic where he's like a super competitive violin/piano player even if I can't really see him play them)

2. Charles Leclerc: piano

so he obviously already plays piano which suits him sm so I'm going to keep that because he has the correct vibes and everything for piano, but more on the late classical onwards stuff than the earlier music (I NEED to hear him play Debussy like omfg please)

3. Carlos Sainz: conductor

ok here me out but I can't see him playing in an orchestra BUT he would definitely conduct, and could probably play a string instrument/piano quite well but like it wouldn't be his passion if you get what I mean (I also feel like he'd be quite strict as a conductor but get super good performances out of the orchestra)

4. Daniel Riccardo: trombone (+bass trombone)

ok he's the reason I'm making this list because OMFG THIS MAN IS A BRASS PLAYER like defo lower brass too but I can't really see tuba player from him so trombone. he's also the kind of brass player to be stupidly good at percussion too so ye that too. also get this man in a big band. please.

5. Lando Norris: violin

ok so lando is always giving main character energy and like there's not much more main character than a violin, and also I can very much see him being a more romantic/lyrical player (he just has them vibes idk). HOWEVER broski has a MASSIVE hand span so he has to play piano cuz he can deffo reach them 10ths let's be real

6. Oscar Piastri: oboe (+french horn)

ok HEAR ME OUT!!!! tell me you can't see this guy play an oboe. I think he has the right sized face for it idk that sounds strange but I can see it please believe me 😭😭. Also french horn cuz it's my fave instrument except my own and I think he'd serve playing it idk

7. Lewis Hamilton: cello

I'm biased. he has the vibes. (not really but idc). also probably sings (he already does but shh). Definitely not a baroque player and probably plays more Dvorak era stuff (the things I'd do to see him play Brahms E minor) but this is all because I am spectacularly biased and want to see my fave drivers play my instrument. also producer vibes but that's unrelated.

8. George Russell: flute

ok so personally most male flute players I know are complete dickheads BUT I think George is the exception like he just seems quite flutey (also he kinda gives classical era piano player but that may be me being silly) but bro definitely doesn't like syncopated rhythms like let's be real if it's off the beat my guy would be completely lost. he does seem like the type to be able to read ledger lines tho

9. Yuki Tsunoda: percussion

I think he's another percussionist tbh but more cymbals and timps than tuned percussion. I don't have much more to say about Yuki because he's just cymbals in my head lmao

10. Pierre Gasly: euphonium

right. he gives wind because he's french BUT he probably is euf cuz like I can very much picture him playing it and also I can very much see him giggling at the back of a brass band or some shit with Yuki (yukierre nation what's good) so I've put him as a euf cuz why not

11. Esteban Ocon: clarinet

another biased opinion but I can see it like he just is a clarient I think. I think it's probs just the fact he's tall but like the stereotype of people looking like their instruments is real so he (he does give cellist a bit too but that may also just be because he's tall)

12. Fernando Alonso: trumpet

right this was a very tough one BUT he holds all the chaos and menace of a trumpet player (especially when he was younger), and I think it suits him quite well. he does give lower brass a bit but I think he has more trumpet vibes than lower brass so ye

13. Lance Stroll: clarinet

ok rich boi obviously would have been taught the violin and I think he'd be pretty good at it tbh BUT he gives clarient vibes so fucking hard like especially bass clarinet, cuz he's different like that

14. Nico Hulkeberg and Kevin Magnussen: trumpet

right. these two are together for a reason. these two are the two trumpet players in an orchestra who sit there yapping for half the rehearsal, play the 4 bars they have in a piece and then are done for the day. don't say you can't see it. you can.

15. Alex Albon: guitar

this one is quite specific but he gives like classical and jazz guitar vibes in a very specific way. also woodwind. idk he contains multitudes and I think we should celebrate that. maybe flute? I can see that. (I'm losing the plot here wtf even is an instrument)

16. Logan Sargent: viola

PLEASE DONT COME FOR ME I SAY THIS IN A GOOD WAY!!! he really has strings vibes to me but definitely is not violinist at all, therefore I think he'd be a good viola player. I'm sorry we all need one somewhere 😭. HOWEVER as he is American I will say get this man on the cheer squad and like idk have him throw people in the air while the marching band does it's thing I can see him doing that

17. Sergio Perez: french horn

sorry he's so far down I had actually no clue what instrument he has the vibes for at all. BUT I made up my mind, and I think he gives french horn vibes. don't ask me why I don't know it just is there

18. Valterri Bottas: tuba

HE TUBAS MORE THAN ANYONE HAS EVER TUBAD BEFORE also probs plays percussion on the side but in the sense that they didn't have enough one day so he volunteered to play for fun. I almost put him as a double bass but he really doesn't have strings vibes at all so I moved him to tuba

19. Zhou Guanyu: piano

this is going to sound weird af but don't take it that way but holy shit this guy's fingers are LONG like I think he could probs do a 9th or 10th easily (I'm so jealous) and I feel like he has piano vibes. also a bit stringy but also not idk I feel like he'd own a harp but not play it often so ye

20. Franco Colapinto: violin (?)

idk him that well and he has very similar vibes to lando (this may be due to the edits I have CONSUMED over the last few months) so ye I think he could be violin, maybe like leader of the 2nds kinda thing for the fun of it

21. Liam Lawson: guitar and drum kit

ok. this is a copout cuz he already does and posts things of him playing but like he just is guitar like that is what he is in my mind. also he gives the vibe of that one guitarist who decided to learn drums but hasn't got the coordination quite right yet so isn't great at keeping time but thinks he's great anyways (I love him really)

ANYWAYS IM DONE THANKYOU IF YOUVE GOT THIS FAR I WISH YOU ALL THE LOVE AND HAPPINESS IN THE WORLD

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phormlessblob · 4 months ago

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An (incomplete list) of mad shit/thoughts I had at TIT Birmingham 2 (SPOILERS) (BUT ALSO NO CONTEXT?)

oh no! the merch stand ran out of photocards! :(

"phildo"

i love the dancing sister daniel + father philip cosplayers. i would trust you cunty legends with my life

hearing phil drop a c bomb took years off my life

phil is so beautiful and princess babygirl

the femboy catboy v tuber avatars made me gay (and all i got was this lousy t shirt)

the cheer when toxic came on before the show. deep lore.

the cheer whenever "gay" came up <3

i can understand why that doctor thought phil was dan's dad. the phlonde hair does give grey irl under these lights

phil getting cancelled for hating gravy

"gravy 2" which was genuinely harrowing

the person who wrote the dobby x hagrid mpreg throuple fanfic needs help and i also want to be friends with them

i've seen gay porn straighter than this boxing sequence

"i'm scared of life without you when i kill you"

close up dry humping on the screens.

i give the unnecessary pinof reenactment a 69/10

"You like a good stuffing"

pour bot hem... he makes a good point

sister daniel. i am bisexual.

this is the campest thing i've ever seen

dan really is a theatre kid huh

what the fuck?

even though i saw the rave sequence,, what the fuck?

i'm going to cry

despite the gay sex that was profound as fuck

phil is a modern day philosopher

i love this gay neurodivergent community

i love gay people and beautiful people

the entire monologue about the phandom giving them the ability to be authentic. <3

i really don't want to have to explain the concept of "dan and phil" to this really nice tram conductor who's just trying to make small talk

holy shit i'm so cold at this metro stop

#dan and phil #dan and phil fandom #daniel howell #phil lester #danisnotonfire #amazingphil #dan and phil games #dip and pip #phan #tit spoilers #titspoilers

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vladdyissues · 9 months ago

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Semimmortal

Thinking about Vlad and Danny’s human bodies aging while their ghosts remain the same age at the time of their respective accidents. Forever twenty-something and fourteen in spirit, their human forms getting soft, saggy. Wrinkles, aches, arthritis, youth dissolving with each passing holiday, anniversary, birthday.

Eventually mortal tissue becomes a poor conductor of spectral energy, and Vlad and Danny can no longer use their ghost powers while in human form. Going invisible or intangible causes pain and prolonged weakness. Flight is out of the question. So is overshadowing. The ease with which they enjoyed the mixed use of their skills diminishes rapidly after age sixty. Soon the only vestige of their hybrid abilities remains in the occasional red or green glow of their eyes, but even that is on the decline.

Yet while their human bodies weaken with time, their ghost halves—like all spectral entities—grow stronger. They know the day is coming when all metabolic functions will cease and their flesh will die, at which point they will become entirely ghost, no longer trapped between worlds.

Will they level up, shaking off the mortal raiment that has been trapping them for most of their lives? Or will it be a downgrade, losing the part of them that made them so special? Perhaps the most important question is what to do when the time comes.

“Do you want to pass together?” Vlad asks, his voice dry and crackly with age as he strokes the back of Danny’s hand with a wrinkled thumb. “Or shall we let nature take its course?”

“I don’t know,” Danny answers. His forehead is marked with deep horizontal creases; sixty-two years’ worth of cares and joys. “On one hand I like the idea of going out at the same time, but…”

Vlad nods, almost reading his mind. After so many years together, he practically can. “Yes. You still have a few more decades of life to live.”

“Not sure how good they’d be without you, though.”

Vlad grins. He still has most of his teeth, though they’ve darkened over the decades to a dusky ivory. He has a set of dentures for what few public appearances he still makes, but they’re deliberately imperfect. At some point, blazing-white chiclets on a man nearly a century old looks absurd.

“It’s not as if you won’t be able to see me every day, Daniel.”

“I know. But still. Vlad Masters will be dead and only Vlad Plasmius will exist. It’s gonna be hard knowing I’ll never see that man again.” Danny raises his head. “Whichever one of us dies first ought to make a promise to haunt the survivor until he dies.”

“Hm. You can count on it, little badger.” Vlad squeezes Danny’s hand. They share a chuckle, two old men sitting close together on a park bench, one in Italian trousers and a vicuña cardigan with a gold-handled cane balanced between his knees, the other dressed in jeans and a Cornell University sweatshirt, his alma mater. By all appearances, as opposite as night and day. Around them, autumn leaves tumble down from overhanging tree branches in a gold and orange snowfall.

“I’m gonna miss this world,” Danny says with a wistful sigh.

“Well, then”—Vlad leans back with a sigh of his own and a wag of his bushy white eyebrows—“I suppose you’ll just have to leave the door open when you leave, won’t you?”

#danny phantom #pompous pep #hjbwrites #immortal husbands #growing old together #just pompep thoughts #i'll probably rework this later and post it on ao3

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starkspondwater · 27 days ago

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I need socially awkward band kid Kyle with a cracky voice x Fem reader where you're also in band but you're in the louder section (like trumpets perchance 🥺) and during band practice the directors tell everyone to talk to someone new and Kyle ends up paired with you, the girl he's been obsessing over since band camp likeeee

As an orchestra kid this had my heart. I love awkward little band geeks/ orchdorks in media, it's my FAVORITE. I also tried to use some actually terminology in here so I apologize if any of it sounds off- I haven't played an instrument in YEARS.

Thank you so much for the request!!!

A/N: I tried to write in voice cracks so just...keep that in mind as you read!

Summary: Due to a rather strange exercise placed upon the class from the new band conductor, Kyle has to make a connection with someone in a different section. His nerves rise as he realizes he's going to have to partner up with you, the person he's been crushing on. (fluff)

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Connections- Band Kid!Kyle Broflovski x Band Kid!Reader

Kyle’s fingers danced along the keys of his sax as his eyes scanned the music sheets on the stand. There were only minutes before practice actually began yet he was the only one in the room trying to get ready. Voices mingled and intertwined, some lower tones hushed as they shared gossip while others only increased in volume before dissolving into laughter. It was loud and annoying, but after years of dealing with this sort of atmosphere Kyle could tune out the ruckus with practiced ease. Adjusting his grip on the instrument, he moved to lightly wipe the sweat from his hands on his pants.

Why he chose the baritone saxophone to play, he will never know. Memories of him and his friends came to mind, the boys randomly choosing instruments based on what ‘sounded cool’ as a way to boost popularity when they entered middle school. It was silly to think such a thing would do so for them, but out of everyone he was the only one that actually stuck with it. Call it the sensibility in him, knowing his parents had spent a pretty penny on the woodwind he now carried most days.

Well, he supposed he wasn’t the only one that stuck it out. Cartman was there, though he had almost immediately dropped the flute in favor of percussion. Typical.

“Alright, Alright! Quiet down everyone!” Dr. Kinsley shouted from the front of the room. As the new band conductor, he had been a rather abrupt change from their last one. Retired and tired, Mr. Daniels had strolled in late daily and for the most part allowed the students to set the pace. This guy, while younger with a pep in his step, took up the baton with a seriousness that suggested he expected great things from them. The thought of that made Kyle snort.

But it should be said that the redhead found it nice to actually play things for once, even if they were the most subpar band in Colorado.

“Now, I know we’ve only been in session for a little bit, and the winter concert is but a few months away, but we have got some work to do!” tapping the stand in front of him, Dr. Kinsley looked around, a mysterious glint in his eyes. “I hate to say it folks, but we need to step it up.”

“Listen, Doc, if you want to bitch about how bad we sound, talk to the goddamn brass! We at least got our shit together!” Cartman shouted from the back, hums of agreement heard from others in his section.

“Mr. Cartman, thank you for your…colorful suggestion. Unfortunately, I will not be doing so because we are one. We are not one clarinet or just one french horn…” Pausing, he brought out his arms toward the group. “We are in this together! So if one of us is bad, we are all bad. We will all need to work on it.”

Groans sounded from around the room, echoing off the slightly vaulted ceilings. The band had been on the receiving end of many lectures about this very thing, and by god it was annoying. It wasn’t a secret that the band in South Park didn’t sound particularly very good, but they weren’t complete trash. Just…this particular year had not started very well. Several of the upper class first chairs had moved on after graduation, and the younger years had not quite gotten into the groove of leading their own sections, and with a new conductor meant different music.

Doctor Kinsley had very high expectations based on what he had passed out to them that first day. While others complained, Kyle actually found the challenge refreshing. He didn’t care for the extra practice he had to do at home, mainly due to Ike’s constant bitching about the noise, but he did enjoy when his brain and hands worked well enough together to properly play the especially hard measures he fussed over.

“We are severely disjointed,” the conductor continued, looking around the room. “When we play it is not together- we have lost our connection! So for this week we will instead perform…an exercise.”

“Does that mean we won’t be playing?” Craig asked from somewhere near the back, his normally flat voice actually sounding perky.

“Indeed Mr. Tucker! In exchange for this little break however, you all will need to forge some new connections.” At the confused looks shot his way, Dr. Kinsley sighed. “Today you will find someone not in your section, and simply, talk with them. By the end of the week, I will have you both sight read a few measures of the new piece I will be introducing to see if the connections have helped, or hindered you.”

This was fucking stupid, Kyle thought as he watched his classmates hesitantly rise out of their seats. The problem lied in their individual sections, and he knew this because half of his own couldn’t keep count for shit. Hell, the only reason his stand partner, some underclassmen who’s name he couldn’t ever remember, stayed in time was because Kyle would tap his foot hard enough to rattle the stand.

Kyle allowed his own gaze to wander. He wanted to avoid the whole rush of pairing off and was pleased to see that most everyone had done so, now sitting off to the side and lightly chatting. Scanning the few that remained standing, his eyes stopped at you, making his breath catch.

From the very first day he saw you at band camp that past summer, talking with another trumpet player, he was gone. There was just something about the way you held yourself that caught him captive, a confidence that he not only found attractive, but that he admired. Even during class you were bold enough to play out regardless of missed notes or fumbled melodies; You gave it your best shot even when no one else wanted to. You were loud and open, and very different from him.

He had never spoken to you. Not at camp, not at school. You shared the occasional class sure, but even then he had never uttered a singular word in your direction. Partly it may have been that you intimidated him, but he also worried about your own perception of him.

He wasn’t much different from his youth besides the obvious. He had grown in height over the years and his hair, while still fairly wild, at least wasn’t so bad he had to constantly hide it. But he was not someone that just approached girls, especially those that had him tongue tied. He wasn’t like Stan that could stumble his way into being cute, or Clyde who was a lot smoother with the ladies, he was just…awkward.

About the time that thought slipped through his head you had turned your attention onto him, a smile immediately brightening up your face. And oh fuck now you were walking towards him. Was it him? Was there someone behind him? What were you-

“Hey Kyle!”

And you knew his name.

“H-hey Y/N! Guess it’s just us -TWO-” with a crack in his voice, Kyle felt his eyes widen. God fucking dammit. Feeling his face grow red, Kyle tried to smile though he knew it probably came out a lot less as lovely as yours.

Almost as if you didn’t notice what had happened, you sat down next to him and continued talking.

“I guess it is! I’m not really sure how this is really going to play out, but I’m not going to pass up a small break!” you said with a laugh. “So, ‘connecting.’ We haven’t really gotten to talk any, have we? Kind of weird since we’ve been around each other so much!”

“...Yeah? That is pretty strange, I guess.” To be honest, Kyle was even surprised you knew who he was. You didn’t run in the same circles, and as far as he knew none of your friends had any overlap with his.

“I don’t even think we ever even properly introduced ourselves! Not for my lack of trying though.”

What?

“I swear I tried to say hi a few times at camp, but I don’t think I could grab your attention.”

WHAT? In what world would you have NOT had his attention? He couldn’t recall you trying to talk to him at all, but then again he spent so much of that time trying not to look like an absolute idiot in front of you…kind of like he was doing now, gaping at you in silence.

“O-oh! I didn’t real-IZE that,” Kyle squeaked out before rubbing his rather sweaty hand on his pants. “We could fix that no-OW.”

He wanted to cringe from how that sounded. Not only was that probably the stupidest thing he could say- why in the fuck would you want to shake his hand- but his voice was cracking more than it usually did.

To his surprise however, you just giggled, holding out your own hand to take his. He was glad he wiped off his hand, because he really didn’t want to let go of yours. It was soft and warm, and compared to his, fairly small. He never saw himself as some macho man, but he couldn’t help but feel a little cool with how his pale hand engulfed yours.

“It’s really nice to finally meet you, Kyle,” you said softly, eyes peering at him through thick eyelashes. It was a pretty sight that had his hand sweating once more making him regrettably pull away. “So tell me about yourself, besides your mad skills on the bari sax!”

That’s how Kyle found himself spending that class, stumbling over words with more than a few more voice cracks as he spoke to you. He was nervous and felt much too warm but by the time the bell rang, but the fact that he did get to speak to you had made his whole day. He felt giddy knowing that perhaps that feeling would last the whole week.

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Not a lot surprised Kyle in his life. He still had the same three friends and lived in the same house and dealt with all the same things since he was young. Even with some of the deviation from routine that tended to happen day to day, he could rely on the fact that most things would remain the same. He knew this week would be different with the added bonus of speaking to you during band, but what he wasn’t expecting was that you would seek his conversation outside of the band room as well.

You had caught him at his locker that morning, the remnants of sleep still lingering in his mind as he absently dug through the small space. He had just been cursing Stan’s ability to mess up their shared locker when your voice chimed behind him, causing Kyle to jump and bump his head on the top of the locker.

“Oh shit! Uh, h-EY,” Kyle rubbed his head as he turned, your pretty visage coming into sight.

“Are you alright?” Titling your head you gave him a look of concern, eyebrows scrunched together and pursing your lips.

It was very sweet but you were too close. Backing up slightly only to find his back hitting the locker next to his, Kyle chuckled nervously.

“Yeah, yeah, just fine! What’s up?”

“Well, I saw you over here and thought I’d say hello!” giving another bright smile, Kyle felt you had to be trying to kill him. “Want to walk to class together?”

“You…want to walk to class…with me?”

“Why wouldn’t I? I’d say we’re at least a little bit friends after yesterday,” you said sweetly, blinking up at him, “right?”

Kyle was never one to consider a single conversation, or even multiple, equal to friendship, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to say that to you. If you not only were going to openly and easily refer to him as a friend, but also seek him out to talk…he’d be stupid to complain.

“Right, uh, just let me…” Turning, Kyle grabbed one last thing from his locker before swinging it shut. “Let’s g-O!”

Without warning you had linked your arm in his, the heat from your arm bleeding through his jacket. Kyle would’ve stayed rooted to the spot if you had not started to lead him onward, navigating through wandering students and the various hallways. If anyone asked what you had talked about during that little walk to your morning english class, he wouldn’t have been able to answer. All he could think about then, and through that entire morning in general, was how well you seemed to fit into the space next to him.

_____

That’s how it continued through the week, you seeking him out in the halls, class, and even lunch, drawing the attention of his friends. The first time it happened he felt his cheeks burn at the knowing looks the guys had shot him, and when Cartman dared to make one petty comment he had kicked the fat boy roughly in the shin.

Band was the best time, in Kyle’s opinion. It was an entire hour he had to speak with you without interruption, no bells ringing or people to butt in, just you two getting to know each other. And to be honest, no matter what weird little things the conductor threw his way, that made it all worth it.

He knew you were bold and had a confident air about you, but he also learned that you were funny, that you were compassionate and full of passions. You let him in on your various interests, some of which he had a feeling you didn’t normally share with others. Your openness with him, someone you hadn’t even talked to before, was a little startling. It made him want to do the same.

The way you looked at him when he talked was a little addicting. You hung onto every word, leaning forward and asking questions in a way that made him feel like you found everything he said important. He didn’t even think about the way he stammered when your arm brushed against his, or the way his voice cracked loudly, making you giggle a bit before you asked yet another question, urging on the conversation.

It was Thursday, the last bell ringing out in a siren call driving every student in its vicinity to flood the halls. Like he had begun to do most days this week, he waited at the corner along the west side hallway for you. Bodies shuffled and bumped one another as teens made their way to whatever destinations they had, words and phrases from passerby only just hitting Kyle’s ears before they strayed too far for him to gain any context.

Right on time you flounced into view with a grin, linking your arm with his and dragging him off. While this had made him nervous before, now he absolutely delighted in the feeling, opting to remove his jacket just to feel the contact.

As you zigzagged through the halls he found himself thinking back to your first conversation. The image of you choosing to sit with him and make small talk and going along with shaking his hand. It all felt so weird that now, just days later, you treated him like someone who had always been close. Watching your smaller form navigate around a corner, his mind sparked, as though telling him to remember…something. He just wasn’t sure what.

Exiting the school the two of you made your way to one of the benches along the lawn. It was a nice day, an odd one for South Park, and several others chose to spend their afternoon outdoors instead of holing up elsewhere. Kyle had to shake his head as he realized you had been talking to him, bringing his attention back to you.

“-and you remember that one guy at camp? The one who kept trying to say he ‘knew the owner’ and we should respect him or whatever? Well, he tried friending me on facebook! And-” as you babbled on, lips moving a mile a minute as you told your story, something came to Kyle’s mind.

“Hey! oh sorry-” he interrupted, your voice falling quickly, “uh…nevermind. Didn’t mean to stop you-”

“No, please! It was something stupid in the first place,” with another smile that had his heart stutter, you asked him to keep going.

“I was just thinking of something you said before,” Kyle hesitantly started, unsure if this was something he should even bring up. It was brought up so offhandedly, it could not have meant anything at all, but for whatever reason it had lodged itself into his brain. “That first day, you said you kept trying to talk to me at camp. I’ve tried thinking back on it, and I just can’t remember you even looking at me at all during that summer.”

It was your turn to look bashful, face growing warm and eyes darting away. At once that posture he had grown accustomed to shrunk down with your hands shyly playing along the edge of your shirt.

“Well…this is a little embarrassing…” tucking some hair behind your year, you brought your eyes back up to his. “I did try to talk to you back then, I promise I wasn’t lying about that. It’s just…every time I got close you would look over and I would get incredibly nervous.”

“Why would I make you nervous?” he huffed out a laugh, but no humor colored it. Kyle wasn’t sure where this was going, but he did know that his stomach began to twist.

“I mean, I thought you were kind of cool! You play the saxophone! That’s pretty cool in the first place but you also were one of the best players there,” you said sincerely, your smile growing once more. “You were quiet and kind of mysterious and…I don’t know. I just really wanted to talk to you.”

His mind buzzed with this new information. You thought he was cool. You wanted to talk to him before all this. You noticed him just as he noticed you.

And right now all he could do was look at you like he didn’t understand English.

“You, uh…you wanted to talk to m-E?” Kyle couldn’t keep the disbelief from coating his voice, the light crack almost emphasizing that point.

Frowning, you adjusted yourself to properly face him. He watched as you bit your lip, face pensive as you considered what to say next. Laughter was heard off to the side as a group of kids rushed past, jostling one another as they moved along the path. The sound seemed to accentuate the silence between you.

“I really like you, Kyle.”

Those little words hit him right in the heart and lungs, knocking the very air he breathed from his body. You were no longer worrying your lip within your teeth, instead taking on a look of determination. It was as though you had come to a serious decision and planned to carry out every step of it regardless of what was in your way.

Kyle couldn’t find the words to respond, couldn’t even find the ability to properly breathe as he took in the figure before him.

“I like you and I’d really like it if we could go out.” Soft hands gingerly took his own, your warmth seeping into him much like your confession did to his entire being. “I was hoping you’d pick up the little hints I’d been dropping all week.”

Hints? Thinking back to the beginning of the week, Kyle quickly picked his way through memories. It wasn’t that he couldn’t pick up on flirting, after all he had watched Kenny do enough of that, but perhaps it was that he just couldn’t pick up on you flirting. Suddenly little snippets of interactions came through; the way you fluttered those pretty lashes and the way you latched onto his arm and held it close. Were you flirting the day you took his hat for yourself? Maybe the way you giggled at every little joke or story was a sign.

“Kyle?”

“Yeah?” Broken from his train of thought, he saw that you had now resumed that nervous little look of yours.

“Do you want to go out with me?” your voice grew smaller as the words came out, apprehension felt in the space you shared. “It’s alright if you don’t, I just thought…Well, I read things wrong. I’ll just go-”

You sprung up, ready to grab your bag and haul out and away, cursing yourself mentally for putting yourself in such an awkward situation. Leaning down to grab the thick strap of your pack, you found Kyle’s hand wrapped around your wrist.

“Wait- no, uh, I mean yes!” the words tumbled out almost too loud, your shoulders jumping up in surprise. Clearing his throat, Kyle tried again. “What I meant, was yes. I do like you…and I have for a while.”

Kyle just knew the flush he sported was up to the tips of his ears after admitting that out loud. Here you were, looking at him with those eyes and that face, that smile, and he just sat there looking like a damn fool.

“Good,” smirking, you flipped your hand over, grabbing his and hauling him up. “We can consider getting some food as the first date!”

Just like you had done all week you linked arms with him, only this time allowing his hand to fall and fit within your own. Kyle grinned to himself. As cute as it was to see you get all shy, he rather liked how loud and brash you were. It was an addicting quality he hoped to get even more of knowing now that you felt the same.

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To say that Dr. Kinsley was displeased was an understatement. The sight reading had been a mess and at the moment Cartman was tussling with a few guys in the back of the room. As the conductor struggled to keep them from knocking over some rather expensive instruments, you two paid no mind. Huddled over at Kyle’s stand you talked animatedly, one hand moving every which way in explanation as the other stayed firmly in his own.

Any other day his sax would be in hand, ready to play, but with you beside him he could not find the will to care about the music as it lay forgotten next to your trumpet. He supposed that even if this connection exercise was silly, he should still thank the man for giving him the opportunity to connect with you.

#south park fanfiction #south park x reader #south park x you #south park x y/n #kyle broflovski x you #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski x y/n #request #band kid kyle is so precious

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shunin-gumis · 8 months ago

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Designs of Happiness - Track A18

L4mps Main Story Translation

Title: As many lights as there are

Characters: Nagi, Toi, Ryui, Daniel, Netaro

Summary: The group finally finds Toi’s brother, Ryui, but he immediately runs away. They chase him all the way up Hachiman-zaka, but…

Thank you aca @463ce6, myun @/myuntachis and Niri @/Niri_riri for helping me with proofing!

Location: Hakodate - Near the Kanemori Brick Warehouse

Ryui: *panting* Sorry, Toi, but it’s still too soon for us to meet… Please, try and understand…

Location: Hakodate - Hachiman-zaka

Ryui: ( —The hell is with this steep slope…!)

Ryui: (But, I’m sure I could use that now, even if it’s almost out of juice…!)

Toi: Ani-sama~~!!

Ryui: Khh…!

Nagi: ! He’s running up the slope…!

Daniel: Yikes, I’m out. I’m just gonna walk the rest of the way.

Momiji: This is… Hachiman-zaka…!

Momiji: There are *wheeze* a total of 19 slopes that connect the bay area to Mount Hakodate…!

Momiji: After the era where a great many fires had plagued the area, the slopes were widened to act as a firebreak, which is why they look like this now…! *wheezing*

Nagi: I…see…!

Momiji: Amongst those slopes *wheeze* the Hachiman-zaka, spanning 300 meters *wheeze* provides an amazing view at the end of *wheeze* the steep slope…! Ugh!

*falls down*

Toi: Ch-Chieeeeeef!

Daniel: Don’t look back, if your flank gives in then it’s all over.

Momiji: *pained wheezing*

Yodaka: Chief, are you alright? You did well getting all the way up here. Don’t worry, I’ll remain by your side until you can catch your breath.

Daniel: You could’ve tried a little harder, y’know! Damn…!

~~~

Ryui: *panting*

Toi: *panting* P-Please, don’t leave me behind…!

Toi: Ani-sama…!! *coughing* A-Ani-sama…..

Nagi: ……

Nagi: Toi, hand…

Toi: …?

*smack*

Nagi: Leave it to me.

Ryui: Who the hell—?

Nagi: (I’ve got some confidence when it comes to running. Just catch up with us later.)

Toi: (Nagi-san…!)

Nagi: Alright…!

Ryui: Tch…!

~~~

Momiji: Phew… My sides aren’t dying anymore… Yodaka-san, what’s the situation with Ryui-kun…?

Yodaka: Nagi’s giving chase after receiving the baton from Toi. There’s only one other person with enough energy to catch up to them.

Momiji: D-Daniel-san~~!

~~~

Daniel: Bloody hell, this slope’s killing me…

Ryui: *panting*

Nagi: *wheezing*

Ryui: (This prick’s sure persistent despite looking like he couldn’t give a shit…!)

Nagi: (Even though we’re practically walking right now, I feel like my heart’s about to explode…!)

Nagi: (There’s only about… 50 centimeters left…!)

Nagi: Stop…!

Ryui: Fuck off…!

Ryui: (If I don’t bring it out now, he’ll really catch up to me…!)

Nagi: !

*Ryui takes out his hoverboard*

Daniel: What the— That’s cheating!

Ryui: (I’m sure it’s got enough juice to get me down the hill!)

Ryui: See ya never…!

Nagi: Urk…!

Ryui: (As if I’ll let you catch me…!)

Momiji: No! He had a hoverboard this whole time!

Yodaka: Looks like we’ve been outwitted.

Toi: Ani-sama…!

Ryui: (Sorry, Toi.)

Nagi: *wheezing*

Nagi: (Even though he was right there, I still couldn’t catch him…)

Nagi: So that’s… Toi’s family…

~~~

Location: Hakodate - Mount Hakodate Observatory

Momiji: This is…

Momiji: (The Hakodate Observatory… The place where you can see the beautiful nightscape of Hakodate… It’s considered amongst the top 3 night views in the world.)

Momiji: (But… No one’s in the mood to appreciate it right now…)

Netaro: Uuuuugh~ My thighs hurt~

Yodaka: Perhaps it’s strange coming from me but, you didn’t run all that much either.

Netaro: Toooiii, Yoda’s being mean to me.

Toi: Oh… yes…

Momiji: (Toi-kun’s especially upset about letting Ryui-kun get away… Is there anything I can do to cheer him up…?)

Nagi: I’m sorry I couldn’t catch him, even though he was right in front of me… I’ll try harder next time.

Toi: It’s ok, you did more than enough. Thank you for trying, Nagi-san.

Nagi: ……

Netaro: Yoda, have a look here. There are cuts on my palm from when I fell down. This is too much…

Yodaka: You’re right. Make sure you wash it well when we get back to the hotel.

Daniel: Kicking back in a sauna after a good workout sure hits different~ I’m already lookin’ forward to it!

Netaro: If I exercised as well, could I be all bulky as you, Daa?

Daniel: D-Daa…?

Nagi: I guess that’s his nickname for Buchi-san.

Daniel: Pfft, that’s a new one. Well, you can call me whatever.

Momiji: C’mon guys, the view’s great right now! Let’s get up a little closer.

All 4: *in awe*

Yodaka: How beautiful… The sky darkens further every time I close my eyes, and the lights from the town glow just that much brighter in contrast…

Toi: My chest feels tight… I can’t help but feel lonely…

Netaro: Aha… at the source of each illumination lies some human activity, does it not?

Nagi: …You’re right.

Nagi: Those moving lights probably belong to people heading home. And the lights beyond those must be from houses that are waiting for them to come back, with a warm meal ready for them…

Momiji: That’s right. This view is the result of countless little happinesses that you wouldn’t give a second thought to, all gathered in one spot.

Nagi: ……

Nagi: (I’m standing somewhere close to the heavens, and looking down on that very same happiness…)

Nagi: (It’s so far away…)

Nagi: (Those lights twinkle far, far away from my reach, just like stars… Where I could never reach them…)

Daniel: …Heh, I’m sure some of those lights belong to some unhappy fellows, too.

Momiji: You just had to ruin the mood, huh.

Daniel: What’s so great about chasing after happiness? I think it’s much kinder to yourself if you settle with just the right amount of happiness to fit the bill.

Daniel: The world just ain’t built to give everyone exactly what they wish for.

Yodaka: My, how bitter of you… But I suppose I can’t deny it either. People learn how to enjoy themselves and move forward, even if they aren’t happy.

Yodaka: Unlike the unknowable future, past memories are something you can look back upon fondly.

Toi: ……

Toi: …You can only say that because you’re satisfied with what you have now. But I… I can’t be happy if I’m not with Ani-sama.

Netaro: How come?

Toi: Because he’s my precious family, of course.

Netaro: Family, relations of blood, a small group that live their lives together, or perhaps it could refer to a partner as well. To be acknowledged, to be loved, to be wanted… All of these require the presence of an “other” to bear a result.

Netaro: And yet, when you die, you go alone. No matter how much I read or research on this topic, comprehension eludes me.

Toi: I-It’s alright if that’s how other people choose to live, but I— I’m sure my brother, too…!

Momiji: Yeah, there’s as many answers as there are people.

Nagi: ……

Momiji: Nagi-kun?

~~~(flashback)

??: “I’m home.”

??: “Welcome home.”

??: “How was your day?”

??: “It was alright. Nothing good, nothing bad either.”

~~~(end flashback)

Momiji: Nagi-kun? Are you okay? You’re spacing out…

Nagi: I believe—

Nagi: I believe families are supposed to be together, Toi.

Toi: …! Nagi-san!

Nagi: Chief, I have a favor to ask.

Momiji: Yes?

Nagi: When Ryui comes back, and if we manage to convince him… I’d like him to be a Ward Mayor for Ward 15 along with Toi.

Toi: Huh…?

Yodaka: That’s sudden.

Netaro: I approve! Twin Mayors sounds like a fun concept~

Daniel: You say that, but I don’t see someone who ran for the hills agreeing to this.

Nagi: Sometimes, people are forced to take actions that go against their own wishes. I’m sure. Probably. That’s why—

Nagi: Even if it requires some brute force, if we tether him with a bond that can’t be broken, I’m sure he’ll have no choice but to return. Then Toi won’t have to be separated from his family anymore.

Netaro: In other words, meddling.

Yodaka: Now, now, isn’t this fine? I wonder how long it’s been since I involved myself in others’ business.

Daniel: Well, it’s true the Night Team is short one person.

Momiji: …Alright, got it. If that’s what the leader of the team wants, I’ll put in a request to Kafka myself.

Toi: Nagi-san…

*bell gongs*

Nagi: ……

Nagi: (The night view really is beautiful. The breeze feels good, and I can’t help but feel reassured knowing I have people beside me.)

Nagi: Chief. I may not be a great leader, but I’ll try my best.

Momiji: ! Me too!

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#just to be clear for anyone in doubt #the part with the welcome back monologue is nagi talking to himself in the past #because it's the kind of interaction he's always longed to have #18trip #18tlip #18trip translation #l4mps #l4mps main story #hachinoya nagi #nagi hachinoya #18trip main story translation #netaro yowa #toi shiramitsu #ryui shiramitsu #yodaka natsume #hiroshi daniel iwabuchi #daniel conductor #this is the point where I felt daniel was a lot cooler than I gave him credit for (besides acting as shunin's bodyguard in general)#I was way over the 30 images per post limit on this one that I had to discard some nice screenshots rip

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defjux · 5 months ago

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64 of my favorite Hip Hop releases of 2024 Anything outside of the top 20-30 the order doesn't really matter much, but I think all of these releases are dope and worth your time. I'll post another list soon with the rest of my favorite albums from this year in other genres, but the hip hop list is tradition for me at this point. Hopefully there's something new here for you to enjoy. I'm sure there's a few releases that went under the radar for me, so if anyone has suggestions i'm all ears. As always, the album titles below will have the bandcamp link/spotify url as a hyperlink if either are available. Oh yeah, feel free to let me know what your favorite albums of the year were, i'd like to know - any genre, it doesn't have to just be hip hop. Peace. Chart with Album Titles included

1. ELUCID - REVELATOR 2. Ka - The Thief Next To Jesus 3. AKAI SOLO - DREAMDROPDRAGON 4. Mach-Hammy - #RICHAXXHAITIAN 5. Cavalier - Different Type Time 6. The Fortunate Ones (Anwar HighSigh & Dr. Quandary) - RESIN 7. Armand Hammer - BLK LBL 8. Kenny Segal & K-The-I??? - Genuine Dexterity 9. ShrapKnel - Nobody Planning To Leave 10. Sunmundi & klwn cat - Lived and Born 11. Nakama - EMBERGO_ 12. Lee Scott - To Tame A Dead Horse 13. Dead Players - Faster Than the Speed of Death 14. Oliver The 2nd & Heather Grey - Desert Camo 15. Navy Blue - Memoirs in Armour 16. Nuse Tyrant - Juxtaposed Echoes 17. Phiik & Lungs - Carrot Season 18. Nickelus F - MMCHT 19. DJ Muggs & Raz Fresco - The Eternal Now 20. Joshua Virtue - Black Box: JOSHUA IS DEAD

21. Duncecap & Steel Tipped Dove - The Need To Know 22. Jak Tripper - The Wild Dark 23. Mary Sue - Voice Memos From A Winter In China 24. Midnight Sons - Money Has No Owners 25. Revival Season - Golden Age Of Self Snitching 26. JPEGMAFIA - I LAY DOWN MY LIFE FOR YOU 27. Boldy James & Conductor Williams - Across The Tracks 28. Sasco - The Hottest Year on Record 29. yungmorpheus - WAKING UP AND CHOOSING VIOLENCE 30. Hester Valentine - Valenta 31. Deca & Deal. - Bough 32. Serengeti - KDIV 33. Mavi - Shadowbox 34. cunabear - What Dollar$ Can't Buy You 35. Rap Man Gavin & postureless - Memories, Dreams, Reflections 36. Sadistik & Maulskull - Oblivion Theater 37. Oddisee - And Yet Still 38. Roc Marciano - MARCIOLOGY 39. Noveliss & Hir-O - Cyberpunk Rhapsody 40. Tyler, the Creator - Chromakopia 41. Rich Jones & SINAI. - Sour Dub 42. Freddie Gibbs - You Only Die 1nce 43. Vince Staples - Dark Times 44. Javi Darko - DEATH OF AN IMMORTAL 45. bromethugzine - THUG ZINE issue 002: WORLD-SPIRIT 46. Teller Bank$ & Ed Glorious - The Pride & Glory 47. Nxworries - WHY LAWD? 48. Cavalier & Quelle Chris - Death Tape 2 49. R.A.P. Ferreira - The First Fist to Make Contact When We Dap 50. Lupe Fiasco - Samurai 51. Lt Headtrip X Bloodmoney Perez - EMBLEMS 52. Chuck Strangers - A Forsaken Lover's Plea 53. Daniel Son & Futurewave - BUSHMAN BODEGA 54. MIKE & Tony Seltzer - Pinball 55. Kendrick Lamar - GNX 56. Estee Nack - SYSTEMATICALLY WE WERE NEVER FREE 57. Ja'king the Divine - Children of the Scorned 58. Big Flowers x Messiah Musik - Save The Bees 59. Shape - Midnight Geometry 60. Sleep Sinatra & bloomcycle - Memory(ummm…) 61. Skyzoo - Keep Me Company 62. Common & Pete Rock - The Auditorium, Vol. 1 63. NAHreally & The Expert - BLIP 64. IMP - Idle Hands

#album of the year #2024 hip hop releases #music recommendations #ELUCID #brownsvilleka #AKAI SOLO #mach-hommy #cavalier #armand hammer #nakama #sunmundi #lee scott #shrapknel #navy blue

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gouldblogger · 3 months ago

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British cellist Jacqueline du Pre with her husband, pianist/conductor Daniel Barenboim, London, 7th November 1973. Photo by Erich Auerbach.

#jacqueline du pre #daniel barenboim #cellist #pianist #photos #*#musician

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82mitsu · 1 year ago

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{18Trip} <PROLOGUE SIDE-A: Still blank> 000-A03 Hospitality Beginnings SIDE:B

A translation of 18TRIP's PROLOGUE SIDE-A by 82mitsu. ENG proofreading by sasaranurude.

TL note:

Yamanote Line is a railway line from JR East in Tokyo. Connecting various stations and city centers with each other. Considered to be one of the busiest lines.

Kaede: Phew… somehow got it solved.

Liguang: Making me of all people clean up your mess… How unpleasant.

Renga: It’s not like I asked or anything!

Kaede: (One way or another, Liguang-san lent us a hand after I asked him to… even if it’s just by coincidence, it was a huge help to have both Ward Mayors here.)

Kaede: Um, thank you very much for your help!

Liguang: Hmph… a waste of my time.

Renga: And my wasted time is more valuable than yours!

Renga: Crap, wait Liguang! Don’t you walk in front of m—

Kaede: Please wait!

Renga: Geez! Still bothering me or what!?

Kaede: I keep trying to say, that suitcase is…!

Renga: What’s wrong with my suitcase… Ah? Why do you have the same…?

Kaede: I believe that one is actually mine.

Renga: Ah…! You’re right, my precious Woof Woof Paradise charm isn’t on it…!

Renga: D-damn you! Spit it out sooner if that was the case! Don’t you dare think commoners are worthy of owning the same stuff as me!

Kaede: (Again with the commoner thing…)

Kaede: Haaah… and he’s gone. Well, I got my luggage back so it’s fine.

Kaede: (Apart from what’s inside, this suitcase is a purchase in itself, so no way I’d want to lose it.)

Announcer <(It’s almost time for the last bus towards HAMA to depart. Please make your way to the bus terminal, platform number 11 as soon as possible.)

Kaede: Oh no… gotta hurry!

Kaede: Haaah~ ….Made it just in time.

Announcer <(The bus will be departing. Please fasten your seatbelt attached next to your seat.)

Kaede: (That being said…)

Kaede: (The bus is pretty empty. I guess it’s because it’s the last one, but… In the past it used to be chock full of people.)

???: Oh? If it ain’t Hamasaki.

Kaede: Eh… Daniel-san!?

Daniel: Yo, hope all went well for you.

Kaede: Same goes to you. Looks like we caught the same bus, huh.

Daniel: ‘Cuz there’s only one to HAMA every four hours. Been waiting for such a long time, got me more tired than that flight.

Kaede: Yeah… missing it does end up being quite the hassle. And yet the Tokyo one is on par with the Yamanote Line…

Daniel: Well, ain’t like much can be done about it. HAMA’s recession becomes clear as day once you catch a glimpse of our current situation.

Daniel: Want one too? A can of beer. Let’s have a toast to being jobless comrades in arms.

Kaede: Already claiming to be jobless… that’s for next week, technically speaking.

Kaede: (—Daniel-san and I are tour conductors working at the same travel agency… or rather, were—it’s a shame, but the business declared bankruptcy.)

Daniel: Just as a last celebration for wrapping up the work day, y’know.

Kaede: (That’s right… Today Daniel-san and I wrapped up the last of our work for tour guiding and headed right back home.)

Kaede: Daniel-san… What are you planning to do next, now that the company isn’t around anymore?

Daniel: Stuff just got done and over with and you’re already bringing that up…

Kaede: I already said it’s not over just yet.

Daniel: Hahaha! Naw, I’ll be taking it nice and easy here.

Daniel: Does that mean you already got something in mind, Hamasaki?

Kaede: I…

Kaede: (Being a tour conductor was a pretty fun job. Of course I love traveling too, besides….)

Kaede: (Earlier, it felt a bit different compared to the hospitality usually given to tourists at work… I was also happy to think I might’ve done something to help HAMA.)

Kaede: (....I want to continue doing travel work no matter what. But, even when I was working overseas, I could always feel a tiny bit of regret somewhere within my heart.)

Kaede: (....What kind of travel work I genuinely want to do—it's something I can’t help but wonder about.)

Daniel: Oi, what’s wrong? You’re looking lost in thought there.

Kaede: Oh, no... just thinking nice and easy.

Daniel: Haha! Nice nice, taking it nice an easy is the way to go.

Kaede: Nah, compared to you I’m actually giving it some proper thought.

Daniel: Right, right. Well… the end of one trip is the start of another, as they say.

Kaede: True… that’s how it is. Would be nice if it turns out like that.

Daniel: Also~ If you keep working seriously until the bankruptcy goes in next week, I can take it easy all the way.

Kaede: …I’ll have you know I’m on paid leave tomorrow.

Daniel: Eeeeh~? C’mon, let’s work together now~

Kaede: Please do your best out there.

Kaede: (Since tomorrow is when I’ll be going to see Kafka.)

Kaede: (And after that, I’ll look for a new job…. I’m sure there’ll be some new meetings along the way too. This time, I’m going to find the kind of travel work I want to do from the bottom of my heart. Just thinking about it like this has me excited.)

Kaede: (Can’t wait to see what kind of people I’ll run into on my next trip!)

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