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drunkoncyberpunk · 1 year
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Avalon from Marc D. Giller's "Hammerjack" and "Prodigal."
Made from an Etsy ad for a lightning leotard, maniped on my phone.
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hammrjack · 24 days
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sporvol · 2 years
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duffsmckagan · 2 months
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October 18th 1987 at the Hammerjacks
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“Izzy—he’s not usually the one to cause any trouble at all, but he got totally annihilated at this place called Hammerjacks—the most fucked place I’ve ever played. First, they got about thirty [uniformed] security guys that look like West Hollywood sheriffs. And Izzy got in arguments with them early in the day about some bullshit they were giving our crew, who were just trying to do their jobs. So Izzy got drunk, and was really hating this club. Then, right before we played, and there are more hassles, and Izzy’s fucking sick of everything, he walked into the club manager’s office and just whipped it out and pissed all over the guy’s desk—with the guy sitting there! It just blew their minds. Then we go on, and Izzy is so drunk we had to turn his guitar down, and when he realized what was going on, he unstrapped the guitar and threw it into the crowd.”- Axl, 2008
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beebeesiims · 3 days
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hammerjacks gin x peacock club SUNSET collab.
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arclundarchivist · 17 days
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Spectember: Terrestrial Pterosaur
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Tunnel Penguins, Hammerjacks (Tapejara foderes) are found living within the waterways of the Intliziyo Jungle. Portly, semi-aquatic beings, many have erroneously come to believe they are a form of Penguin that somehow managed to find its way from the frozen north to the tropical expanses of the Intliziyo.
In truth, the black “furred” animals with wide, thick-clawed forelimbs and webbed back limbs, drawing some similarities to the equally awkwardly looking Platypus, are in fact Pterosaurs. This is best evidenced in their heavy ornamented beaks and shrunken but still wildly-colored crests.
While they namely use their forelimbs to dig winding tunnels near river banks, they use their heavy beaks to crack the occasional rock that get in their way, having a surprising amount of strength, that some argue is at least partially magically augmented.
They are opportunistic omnivores, scavenging fallen fruit/nuts, picking at carrion and hunting fish as suits their fancy.
Males are quite competitive, and their head butting contests over females are often noisy affairs, which often leads to the loser or both getting attacked by an attracted jungle predator. Female lay clutches of up to eight eggs, and they nurture their young for a short period after hatching, but they are eventually left to fend for themselves, being largely aquatic for the first year of their life.
Tunnel Penguins are the favored prey animals of a number of river predators, and even the native ancestries have taken to hunting them, claiming the meat tastes of a curious fusion of turtle and chicken. A number of dishes in Last Sky, rely on the animals meat and eggs, so a number of tamed Tunnel Penguins can be found in partially aquatic enclosures on the riverside portions of the Outer City.
(Decided to try my hand at coloring them)
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yourcomedyminute · 3 months
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dolllikelove · 8 months
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The moment I knew: ‘Here she was, the most beautiful woman I ever met, saying why don’t you come live with me’
While he was on stage and she was in the crowd, the attraction between Brian Ritchie and Varuni was instant. Around one year later, she asked him to move to New York with her I met Veruni on 11 November 1994. My band, Violent Femmes, were playing at a club in Baltimore called Hammerjacks. It was a typical greasy rock club. While we were performing that night I noticed this incredibly beautiful woman staring at me the whole time. In my line of work, that’s not exactly unusual, but she really caught my attention. But I was on stage and I was kind of busy, so it wasn’t as though I could just invite her for a beer. Continue reading... http://dlvr.it/T1ytjl
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drunkoncyberpunk · 1 year
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Holy crap, an Avalon cosplay is doable! (Though expensive.)
Look what I found on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/listing/703866784/uv-glow-lightning-catsuit-rave-catsuit?ref=share_v4_lx
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hammrjack · 1 month
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rockzone · 1 year
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Heavens Edge - Get It Right
Release date: 12 May 2023
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The long-awaited new studio album, "Get It Right" from Philadelphia hard rockers Heavens Edge is out now. This is their first official release since 1998, when the demos and other rarities, considered the band’s second album, "Some Other Place, Some Other Time" was put out.
Formed in Philadelphia, PA in 1987, Heavens Edge immediately began performing on the local club circuit and surrounding areas. Gigging at well-known venues in the rock and metal scene in Philly such as The Empire Rock Club, The Galaxy, and The Trocadero, with nearby prestigious venues Hammerjacks (Baltimore, MD) and the 9:30 Club (Washington, D.C.) becoming regular stops for the group.
The band began smashing attendance records and rapidly gaining the attention of local press and radio. The European press started to take note as well.
While the 80’s metal scene was in full swing, the greater Philadelphia, PA/New Jersey region had already produced mega-acts such as Bon Jovi, Cinderella, Skid Row, and Britny Fox and labels were on the hunt for exactly what Heavens Edge was delivering.
In a flurry of label activity from all the major players in the rock world, Heavens Edge secured a recording agreement with Columbia Records. Unfortunately, soon after the band was signed, a crazed gunman entered a club the band was playing in and randomly opened fire, striking bass player George G.G. Guidotti. G.G. was hospitalized and required months of rehabilitation to get back into playing shape.
The band called it quits in 1993, whilst each of the members pursued various music ventures. However, none of these ventures achieved the same level of success as Heavens Edge.
Though not formally together, the band signed a deal in 1998 to released demos and other rarities considered the band’s second album "Some Other Place, Some Other Time". Thier official reunion show was in 2013 with the original line up at Firefest in Nottingham. The event proved so successful that the guys continued the live show momentum with performances on The Monsters Of Rock Cruise, the Melodic Rock Festival in Chicago, and main-stage sets at M3 in the Baltimore, MD area.
Now that the band was in-tact and the audiences were turning up, it was again time for the band to draw the attention of record companies. In 2022, Heavens Edge signed a new global recording deal and have just released their first studio album in twenty-five years, "Get It Right".
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harmcityherald · 2 years
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In every game I play, which granted isn't many, my name is always, was always ranxid. runescape? ranxid. raid? ranxid. wizards 101? ranxid, second life? ranxid mathilde, sexiest librarian in the snowy confines of Kuhrang and on and on. someone always asks me what the hells with this name? I always say "google me" takes a minuite while I watch their poorly crafted avatar go through its afk animations and then they come back and go "oooooh, hey you are.... somebody"
yes my silly pixel opponent I am a web destination. act accordingly. unguard!!
we all chose stage names in the early band days. which I might add was before rancid the punk band plagiarized my identity.(tongue in cheek) more power to them. I hardly blame them. Im not the biggest fan of them but that's neither here nor there. That's on me. They rock at what they do. I really don't hate any band, music is divine magic, even if its noise, and we all mystically create it, and that is the magic of art.
well.....(and here I go) maybe 'mickey's all stars' can get my vote for most hated mediocre cover bands. Mickey 'shit for brains' Coachella. They let this no personality ground slug do a radio show on 98rock(one of our harm city stations) only because his daddy owned hammerjacks, nepotistic assholes. I do, really and without reservations, hate that little short pile of duplicitous excrement. I know I've told that story before. In that story I am not the villain, until me and heeter killed our bass player's prized tank of beautiful tropical fish later that night by trying to get the fish high by blowing pot smoke through a straw into the water. they looked fine when I left but the next day it was Chernobyl in there. I still carry heavy guilt over this fish genocide. valuable lesson though, fish do not like weed. my major admission tonight is that I was a perpetrator of a fish genocide. Wherever you are steve I solemnly apologize about your fish.
so anyway. yes, I was the front man, so I was already a dick by default.(and a fish killer) When I drank I was unmanageable and a danger to everyone and myself. Unfortunately people enjoyed the drunk maniacal me on stage, say anything, do anything, no inhibitions, no fucking shame. well, that plus other members serious drug habits got in the way of our music, our art. I blew so many chances. I broke so much shit. I went through foot pedals like candy because I inevitably soaked each one with beer, rum n coke or red headed sluts. whatever was the drink de jure stacked by ten on top of my pevey.(tubes u know it baby) and always a burning cigarette tucked between my e string and my bass neck. 2.5 packs a day. when I was 13 I could get my marlboros for 42 cents and still have school lunch money. we fucking had it made.
In most of these stories I am the villain. I don't tell them to brag. I tell them because something happens and a memory returns, I feel a lesson or a vision and if I don't tell them no one will. Also I have come so far as a person I have no aversion to delivering the truth even when I was the antagonist. As you all well know, my lovely readers, when something touches my verbosity bone Im quite unstoppable.
I've been invited to a jam session with our first drummer. My brother is planning to show up to demonstrate his incredible lead ability and that should be pretty interesting it's kind of a reunion of the three-piece band we put together back in 1986 called Rapture. He told me he's got a nice brand new set of Ludwig skins so I can't wait to see his new setup. He says he has a bass that I can borrow so it will be good to play a bass again. You know that I wish it was fretless and we both know it's not going to be but I will make the best of it. There was no talk of anything like getting the band back together I can absolutely not see me doing any kind of gigging or anything like that with all of my health problems and everything else. Just give me a stool a base and a microphone and we'll see what happens. But it's something that sounds very nice to look forward to and you know I will try to record it and he says that he has a video of us playing at EJ bugs in Fells Point which was probably somewhere around 89 or 90 so I'm going to try to get a copy of that and of course if I do I'll pass that along LOL.
Also I am working on a new CD project which I, as always, post each finished song here as they occur because tumblorians are the one and only people who deserve such a thing. Facebook gets the leftovers. most of my 'who the fuck are you' followers there are old Budweiser gang rejects who follow me because of my bygone metal days. "hey greg do you still do music?" "yes google ranxid to see my electronic body of work." "no man I mean 'real music' when you got naked and drunk on stage." hence my facebook is a place where I have 23 literal friends, 14 frenemys, 8 wives of men I do not know, the ex-coworker and family crowd and the 297 hate stalkers because Im vocally socialist and vehemently anti nazi. I stand up for lgbtq issues and I speak my mind where others fear to tread. I could block them but wheres the fun in that? Im lying I block people there too. I still randomly post there and throw a song or two. meta is the extreme family and friends stalker page. and the birthday guilt if I miss their passive aggressive happy birthday bitch I hardly know and has probably at some time called me faggot behind my back. fucking meta. not a got damn meta thing about it.
moving on.
I have also decided that all my song art and album cover art will be using ai to create them from now on. over the years I've used many photos I shouldn't have. same for my videos I used what I found. So in this case Im trying to turn over my villainous art appropriation ways. Another admission and an attempt to do better. (The hits just keep on coming.) I may go back through my library to make it all copesthetic. You can't make a transgression any better than admitting your failure and moving to correct it.
In other ranxid news tomorrow is my first semi-free day so Im planning on digging out my yamaha and my analog korg so I can plug them to my new tablet. Im jonesing to make some grindy analog loops. maybe one of my shure mics. gotta level up my game. I hate I don't have a bass right now. either my one son or my ex guitar player(the suspects) hocked it, sold it or something, never did find it. fucking lowest of all lows. beautiful 5 string cort with a walnut finish.(this cort was not shit it was a fucking masterpiece.) I was not the villain in that particular story.
I have a long list santa typically ignores. a fretless bass, a bigger telescope, new bigger binoculars, a wok, an electric guitar (my grandson has one I got him and Im teaching him everything I know, which ain't saying much. But as long as you have confidence, heart and you believe in yourself the audience will see that and they will believe in you.) he loves death and doom metal. He is very much like me, one minute he is listening to tool and the next it could be frank sinatra. I hope my genre hopping ways have rubbed off on him. shit, sometimes he shows me things Im not aware of. example: he turned me on to ghost. For an old skeleton like me its good to have trusted young barometers. my benefit for him? I pay for the damn equipment lol. Thats what grandparents do. And I couldn't be more proud to announce he has written his first song. has a chorus and a bridge and everything. no vocals but I tell him Im pretty much done with singing myself, of course Im a drying up corpse I shouldn't be singing about what kinds of girls I like. (that song is burning a hole in my soul lol) but Im proud of him, he shows remarkable artistic fortitude and he does not have an overinflated ego. I hope I could say that may have rubbed off from me...maybe. when I was on stage as the frontman my ego was a tool I used to convince the crowd I was worthy of their adulation. weather I was presenting as male or female I used my big sexy ego to rope in the minions. Strangely and maybe a bit disappointing that my male avatar always got more attention. It was the 90s, maybe that was a factor or like my brother in law once kindly pointed out "you do not make a pretty woman." I admit that hurt my feelings. it shouldn't have. I was strong and burly. I was a truck driver for fucks sake. cancer finally gave me my wish and made me a skeleton, now that it doesn't matter anymore. photos? youll be lucky to find any I scrubbed well. I chased a reporter in the street outside the ottobar once in 7in platform heals. I was seriously an 'in the closet' and if you out me I will strangle you with my new blue and black wig and stomp you with my 7in studded and spike lined boots. camera man ran like a baby. Like a baby running from divine right on his heels. I felt sexy and powerful and every eye was on me. Thats why it suprises me that my long haired, ratty jeans, huge handlebar mustache Hatfield /lemmy look got me more...erm....attention. how do you emulate james Hatfield? you sing a pronounced "A" after every sentenceA. it makes it sound like every metallica songA! anything you say the girls melt in their jeansA! hey babyA, would you like to come over after the showA? I got liquor and weed and cocaineA!! we can have a good timeA!!
my time as a cover band made me literally hate songs. I wont list them because really thats just a trope all musicians face. like zappa said "oNe mOre tiMe!!"
I used to change the words to entertain myself and they were usually political or vulgar which usually made my band angry. my brother once said "I have to play this lead solo note for note but you're getting away singing about republicans fucking chickens"
no one listens man. just say "chickenA!!!"
well thats the state of the union here at ranxid news. I hope you enjoy these little tirades. So this is your first ever fireside chat with ranxid. I'm very glad that you found it in your heart to attend and I look forward to our next. do yourself a favor and make art. aural or otherwise. paint, draw, take a photo. do what is intense to you. whatever you do if its intense to you then its fucking intense and its art. you know why its art? because you say its art. don't let any mouth breathing bible thumper tell you otherwise.
with much love
ciao
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kstarlitchaotics · 2 years
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If anyone is into old rock-heavy metal music I went to watch Hammerjacks: The Rockumentary
And as a rock-general music lover all I gotta say is WOW
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guncelkal · 2 years
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arclundarchivist · 1 year
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Spectember 18: Burrowing Pterosaurs.
Tunnel Penguins, Hammerjacks(*Tapejara foderes*)** are found living within the waterways of the Intliziyo Jungle.
Portly, semi-aquatic beings, most have erroneously seen them as a form of bird related to, if not the same exact species of the aquatic Penguins species.
In truth, the black furred little animals with wide, thick-clawed forelimbs and webbed back limbs, making them not too dissimilar from a Platypus are in fact Pterosaurs.
This is best evidenced in their heavy ornamented beaks, with their shrunken but still wildly colored crests.
While the namely use their forelimbs to dig, winding tunnels near river banks, they use their heavy beams to crack the occasional rock that get in their way, having a surprising amount of strength, perhaps partially magically augmented.
They are opportunistic omnivores, scavenging fallen fruit and nuts, picking at carrion and hunting fish as suits their fancy.
Males are quite competitive, and their head butting contests over females are often noisy affairs, which often leads to the loser or *both* getting attacked by an attracted jungle predator.
Female lay clutches of up to eight eggs, and they nurture their young for a short period after hatching, but they are eventually left to fend for themselves, being largely aquatic for the first year of their life.
Tunnel Penguins are the favored prey animals of a number of river predators, and even the native ancestries have taken to hunting them, claiming the meat tastes of a curious fusion of turtle and chicken. A number of dishes in Last Sky, rely on the animals meat and eggs, so a number of tamed Tunnel Penguins can be found in partially aquatic enclosures on the riverside portions of the Outer City.
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