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[citizenhullabaloo]

April 27th 2024 /// Sara No H and Olinguito – LIVE @ Espresso 77

FINALLY! A “hometown” show. As much as I played around my city, I have yet to actually play within the borders of what’s considered to be my neighborhood. My old high school was the closest, but still not the same. Now, as a seasoned musician, I got to play to friends, old and new, and family. Watch out soon for another Espresso 77 venture 😉

Special thanks to Sara for inviting me, and for the venue for being amazing! Apologies for the video being all crazy – that’s documenting for ya! 😛

*For my set, three songs were cut off, but I will edit the blog post later with videos from the audience!*

[corvidclub]

the parallel between Lestat marking all the tenor's flat notes and Armand writing all his aggressive director notes for Claudia on the 500th performance... the performing community of Paris better thank their lucky stars everyday that lesmand didn't become a real couple because there would be no survivors

[missteenamericaband]

from last week's show

[lena-in-a-red-dress]

Guess who's seeing the original Mama El perform this weekend?

Me rn:

[rubanz]

Falling up through noonday See there’s a fire on the horizon Burning up all that you know It’s an air that’s changing more than you could ever count on caught up in another countdown

Time is running away from us and I try to act as if it don’t matter But I’ll love you Through freezing

Calling time when you find some sort of truth colliding With the breath you leave behind And the trees they’ll take it off of your hands The trees they’ll take it off your hands I hope you understand

Time is running away from us and I try to act as if it don’t matter But I’ll love you Through freezing

Where do we go from here? When unfolding comes And you go on your way Distant summer calling Where did June go? I saw you running

Seeing all the truth that sinks its weight into your bones Little rivers, weaving figures for hours on end It’s pulsing in your head Where did June go? Where did June go?

[letsmakethescenephotodiary]

my 2022 wrapped

[sergnaps]

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[hammondcast]

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[tabithaleeturchio]

When my intense passion for music and photography come together 🎼🖤 #music #local #tabithaleeturchio #nyc #statenisland #brooklyn Jane Lee Hooker // 2019 The Jazztronauts // 2022 Black Camera // 2017 Pete’s Lost Luggage // 2013 (at New York, New York) https://www.instagram.com/p/CouiGLvLfD5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[citizenhullabaloo]

June 21st 2024 ||| The Metal Menagerie @ The Meadows

[borkthemork]

I know a lot of people right now are still living in uncertainty over how to help with Palestine, especially if you can't donate due to having to prioritize personal expenses.

However, if you do want a way to contribute that focuses more on making art, music, writing, etc., then I would advise checking out Art for Mankind's Art for Palestine Campaign.

It's a new initiative in close contact with families in Rafah. Their mission is to sell different services and art pieces as a shop (all donated from the community), where people's contributions will be used to help fund people's GoFundMes. Their organization takes all kinds of work, from graphics, writing, ceramics, crochet, films, and even live band performances.

Of course, Art for Mankind has had experience running these campaigns before, having previously donated to causes such as Maui Wildfire Relief, and remains transparent about where their money goes through their Insta and website.

EDIT: Recently, two of their planned telethons and art events were successful in gaining $2,971, and that number is still growing, so they are still looking for musicians, poets, bands, lecturers, and filmmakers to showcase support.

However, they're always looking for artists to reach out and donate to their shop catalog. If you have a poem, painting, or a service (basically anything) to contribute, then you can definitely contact them through their website on how to help.

This organization is only known in the local NYC area, so I would urge people to reblog and share this post around for others to see it! It's a great way to help with funding when donating financially isn't an option

[books]

Writer Spotlight: Rose Sutherland

Rose Sutherland @rosesutherlandwrites is a Toronto-based writer who grew up a voracious reader with an overactive imagination in Nova Scotia (where she once fell off a roof trying to re-enact Anne of Green Gables!). She's been to theatre school in NYC, apprenticed at a pâtisserie in rural France, and currently moonlights as an usher and bartender—in between writing queer folktales, practicing yoga, dancing, singing, searching out amazing coffee and croissants, and making niche jokes about Victor Hugo on the internet. She's mildly obsessed with the idea of one day owning a large dog, several chickens, and maybe a goat. A Sweet Sting of Salt is her debut novel.

Keep reading for more about character arcs in A Sweet Sting of Salt, Rose's favorite fanfic tropes, and some excellent reading recs 👀

Can you tell us about A Sweet Sting of Salt and how you came to write it?

A Sweet Sting of Salt is a queer (f/f) historical reimagining of the classic folktale of the selkie wife, set in 1830’s Nova Scotia. I call it a “reimagining” because while it draws on the folktale, it’s not a retelling of that tale so much as a story playing out in relation to that mythology. I’d wanted to write something centering a love story between two women for a while, but the initial spark came from a Tumblr post! It suggested the idea of selkies testifying before the UN as victims of human trafficking, which reminded me of all the things I disliked about the original folktale and its inherent darkness that is generally glossed over, starting me down the rabbit hole toward finding my own story.

How did you approach research for A Sweet Sting of Salt, and what is a favorite historical fact you learned?

I joke that I did a lot of research by osmosis: I already had a lot of base knowledge about the location, having grown up in Nova Scotia, and then set the story in a period that I’ve been absorbing information about in a low-key way for ages—1832 is also the year of the student rebellion in Les Mis, so I’ve been gleaning tidbits about this era since I first got into the musical and book back in high school. However, I had to do more specific research into things like British divorce law, period midwifery, and animal husbandry. I also visited some small, hyper-local museums on the South Shore that gave me an invaluable glimpse into daily life. I also did some fun practical research into things like “How long does it take to walk from x to y?” and “How cold IS a plunge into this body of water in March?” (Spoiler: Very.) 

A fact that fascinated me but didn’t make it into the book was that some early European settlers in the area were granted lands by luck of the draw, pulling from a deck of playing cards: Each card was assigned to a specific 50-acre lot, and whatever you pulled, you were stuck with it.

When we meet them, Jean and Muirin are isolated for different reasons. What do you hope readers still searching for their people take away from A Sweet Sting of Salt?

That there’s always hope. It’s valuable and important to keep reaching out to the world around you, to be open, and not cut yourself off—the biggest reason for Jean’s loneliness at the beginning of this story is the way she has come to keep everyone around her at arm’s length, shutting herself away out of fear, and refusing to let anyone truly get to know her because she thinks that’s the best way to protect herself from being hurt again. Reaching out to others can take a real act of courage, especially if you’ve had bad experiences in the past, but “your people” will reach back to you.

Found family elements play a strong role throughout the novel, within supernatural and mundane settings and across species. Was this something you intended from the beginning, or did this grow out of writing the relationship between Jean and Muirin?

I always intended for Jean to have a found family of this type, which is something that a lot of queer people identify with, but those bonds also got stronger and more meaningful as I wrote, especially once Jean and Muirin began growing into their own family unit—their new relationship and the real danger that comes along with it put pressures on Jean’s other relationships that I hadn’t originally considered. Disagreements with Anneke and Laurie over Jean’s choices arise from their deep concern and love for her, and her own love and care for them, reflected in her responses, is a big part of what made them feel like a real family, for me. Jean and Laurie always having each other’s backs while also being the first to call one another out on their bullshit ended up being one of my favourite dynamics in the whole book.

The selkie myth carries an inherent element of transformation. What is a character transformation you most enjoyed writing, and why?

On a character level, the change in Jean’s worldview following a conversation with her childhood sweetheart meant a lot to me—it heals an old wound for her. I love how grounded and self-assured she is afterward, in spite of the daunting task still ahead of her. But my favourite transformation to write was the antagonist’s mask-off moment, where they directly threaten Jean for the first time. It’s so sly and coded so that only she will understand the menace behind it, a real dun-duh-dunnn moment, which was a lot of fun for me—I also enjoy the foreshadowing elements in that exchange.

This is your debut novel. Did anything surprise you about getting it from manuscript to published book?

Oh my gosh, how LONG it took! After I finished the original draft and decided it was worth attempting to publish, I spent over a year revising based on my own thoughts, input from beta readers, critique partners, and my mentor, Maureen Marshall (whom I connected with through the now defunct Author Mentor Match program, and whose book, The Paris Affair—about a young gay engineer attempting to help Gustave Eiffel secure the funding to build a certain celebrated Parisian landmark— is coming out in May). After that came a full year of querying agents and getting rejected. A lot. People loved Salty but weren’t quite sure what to do with her or where the book would fit in “the market,” which was hard to deal with at the time but is hilarious in retrospect: Salty was snapped up less than a month after she finally went out on submission! But that was back in 2022, and the book is only coming out now. Publishing can be painfully slow.

You’ve written fanfic in the past—do you have a favorite fanfic trope?

I’m not sure either of these counts as a trope, but I adore a character that’s “pure of heart, dumb of ass”, and love a truly unhinged Fanon Explanation For Canon Object. As a longtime Les Mis stan, I ship Tholomyes/Getting Punched. If you know, you know.

Do you have any favorite queer retellings of folktales you can recommend?

Right here on Tumblr, I’m a huge fan of @laurasimonsdaughter, who writes delightful riffs on classic folktales, truly inventive urban fantasy spins on old lore, and her own original folktales. 

I’m currently reading Spear, an amazing queer, gender-bent, Arthurian novella by Nicola Griffiths. Anna Burke’s books Thorn and Nottingham are up next on my TBR. Lately, I’ve been reading a lot of brilliant queer historicals that aren’t retellings (I recently loved Suzette Meyr’s The Sleeping Car Porter and Heather O’Neil’s When We Lost Our Heads) and wonderful historical retellings that aren’t queer (I highly recommend Molly Greeley’s beautiful, heartbreaking Marvelous, about the real-life couple that inspired Beauty and the Beast). Queer, historical retellings aimed at adults seem to be considered quite niche, still, and can take some digging to find! So, throwing this out to Tumblr: Do you have recommendations for me?

Do you have a writing routine? Is there a place/state of being/playlist you find most conducive to your writing practice?

My routine is chaotic at best, but I find I do my best work earlier in the day, so I usually scribble in my journal while I have breakfast, and then progress to working on my current project as I drink my second cup of coffee. I’m lucky—my day job is an evening gig, which mostly allows me to write on my preferred schedule… but I’ve also been known to have a bolt of inspiration strike at 10pm and dash home to write until well past midnight on occasion. Nothing quite like the hyperfocus zone!

What’s next for you? Are you working on anything you can tell us about?

No official news yet, but I’m currently working on a story set in 18th-century provincial France based on a true unsolved mystery of the past. It has me delving into a very specific branch of French folklore, and I hope future readers will pick up on common threads with one popular fairytale in particular. I’m really excited about where this one is headed, but keeping the details close to my chest for now!

Thank you Rose for taking the time to answer our questions! If you love queer fantasy and old folktales, grab yourself a copy of A Sweet Sting of Salt, and be sure to share your queer folktale reading recs with Rose on @rosesutherlandwrites!

[lesbianralzarek]

incomplete list of things ral would love if he lived on modern day earth

drunk driving

sci-fi audiobooks

reddit. specifically r/relationship_advice (gives completely illegal advice) and r/methcanics. absolute legend there. everything he makes looks like it killed shinzo abe

genuinely actually sucking and fucking in the restrooms at pride

bragging about the NYC subway system

telling everyone the martian is his favorite movie. its actually tokyo drift

the crunchiest industrial metal music youve ever heard

editing the wikipedia pages of niche scientists he has beef with

doordash for shitty local pizza. insists its good solely by virtue of it being "authentic NYC neopolitan"

dunking on the big bang theory (the sitcom, not the actual theory) because its for "idiots who want to feel smart, misogynists, and heterosexual virgins"

radical centrism. doesnt follow politics that much, always manages to have the most batshit yet technically coherent take for any given topic

[bornagainmurdock]

star of the show

author's note: support your local drag scene! i'm going to a drag show tonight and i'm very excited to take a break from uni and writing papers and reading theory

summary: you take matt to his first drag show, suggestive but no sex, matt murdock x reader, gender neutral reader, discussions of alcohol, showering together

work count: 1.5k

Matt had lived in NYC his entire life and didn't know any different. He couldn't imagine a non-walkable city, pizza shops on every corner, and not hearing an ambulance siren every second of the day. Despite his intense senses, he was very good at tunning out the soundscape that is the city.

But there was one thing Matt had never done in New York. Matt had never been to a drag show.

Sure, he was familiar with the bar culture. Hell, he'd been to a few gay bars back in the day. But never to see a drag show.

He was convinced the vibe wouldn't be right for him. He was also concered about the sheer amount of sensory input: the stinging song of the lights, the bass shaking the floor, the loud music, the warmth of alcohol throughout the venue.

But, when you offered to take him to his first show he couldn't have said yes faster. He was excited. The show was over a week away, but you wanted to give him enough time to process the situation and prepare himself for it. Matt was also very anxious. he asked you lots of details about the venue and how to get there. He asked about the type of crowd that they typically pull. Matt asked you every question he could come up with throughout the week.

You knew that when he was sensory overwhelmed it could be a recipe for disaster, sending Matt into a series of panic attacks or worse, give him flashbacks.

When the day came, Matt was bouncing around the apartment. He convinced Foggy to let him leave the office early so he could prepare. He had to find something to wear, something cool enough to not be out of place but comfortable enough so that didn't contribute to his overwhelm-ness.

When you got off of work and made it back to the apartment, you walked in to see clothes scattered all over the house. Matt was in the closet throwing things behind him, trying to piece something together.

"Are you looking for something or just creating an elaborate tripping hazard for yourself?"

"I don't know what to wear. I can't wear my usual suit because that will be too formal. But I can't wear gym clothes, beacuse obviously. I guess I'm realizing I got rid of all my manwhore clothes from college when Fog and I would go barhopping." He stopped digging for a second to turn your direction.

"Do you want some help?"

"I'd love some."

You walked through the house looking at the options before deciding to sort through what was left of the closet instead.

"Okay Matt, how about just some jeans. Any jeans. These are black normal straight leg jeans."

"Okay. Okay. But What do I wear on top?"

"How do you feel about this shirt." You passed it behind you into his hands. He passed it between his fingers to feel all of the textures.

"Is this mesh? ARE YOU TRYING TO GET ME TO WEAR SOMETHING SEE-THROUGH?"

"Yes, it's mesh. It's a sheer black short sleeve button up that I bought for you and then I guess forgot to gift to you."

"You're ridiculous, you know that?"

"I do. Now put it on."

Matt was hesitant but trusted you to make him look good. You helped him button the front while his hands ran over his body, feeling the texture on his skin.

"Oh this is nice."

"I told you. Now let me get ready."

You put in headphones while Matt finished getting ready. You changed outfits rather quickly, already having an idea of what you wanted to wear tonight.

While in thebathroom using the mirror to fix your hair, Matt walked in and settled behind you, snaking his hands around your hips.

"I bet you look so good right now," Matt started kissing the back of your neck, biting every so ofter, "What're you wearing?"

"Find out for yourself."

His hands caressed your whole body, stopping at the chain around your neck. He pulled on it to tilt you head down for more access to the side of your neck.

"Keep it in your pants Murdock. We have to leave soon."

You packed your bag and made sure Matt had anything he could need tonight while you were out: specifically nausea meds because you knew he would drink until he was sick if given the chance.

"Let's go!!"

It was a short walk to the venue. Matt was giggly the whole walk, purposely tapping you with his cane when you got too far ahead of him.

At the door, Matt folds in his cane and tucks it into his back pocket for now. You paid the cover and got your two mandatory drink tickets and helped Matt up the front steps before finding yourself at the end of the bar.

"Drinks?" Matt was excited to get this night started.

He ordered for both of you. Himself, a negroni, and you, a vodka cran. You grabbed both and searched for a table, finding a tall one with two chairs to sit out.

"So the show starts in 20 minutes. How do you feel?"

Matt took a huge sip and smiled, "Buzzed. There's too many bodies walking around. Will you tell me what's happening."

"Yah. Okay, so the rooms almost full. I'm sure you can tell that. We must have got the last table or maybe whoever was here saw the poor sad blind man and moved for us," Matt laughed along with you, "But some of the performers are walking through the crowd. The DJ is finishing getting set up. I'm sure you can tell by the music. Oh, and also the hosts just sat down."

You were interupted by an annoucement over the loud speakers about the show starting soon. Matt reached for your hands and squeezed hard when he found them.

When the show started Matt had very quickly become the center of attention, with many performers coming up to him to flirt. One of the queen under her breath asked to take Matt's glasses off for a bit, and after he said yes, she took them, put them on, and danced around for the rest of the song before returning them to the table with a wink.

At the start of each number you explained their outfit and makeup and any props they had on stage to Matt. He swayed and sung along the whole night, cheering when performers did big stunts and offering his commentary about audio mixing to you between numbers.

"Okay and this one is wearing a yellow wig, and it's curly and big, like a southern grandma. And she has on big black stomping boots with lots of buckles. She's in a latex dress, skin tight and barely covering anything. She's covered in chains and spikey metal accessories. Her nails are loooong stilletos and they're shiny black with crystals. And her makeup is also all black and super glossy."

"Do you think I'd look good in that dress?"

"You're drunk."

"Perhaps, but I could use another." And so he did.

At the end, every performer joined the crowd for a dance party, many of the flocking to Matt to flirt with him some more, and he ate it up. He was singing and dancing along the crowd, laughing with the emcees and taking shots with the queens.

A drag queen was holding Matt's hand and spinning him around, bumping into the rest of the crowd and spilling the drink in his hand. He was buzzed and happy.

At last call Matt grabbed his final drink and finally sat back down to relax.

"So how would you say your first drag show is going?" He didn't respond, just giggling and blowing you a kiss.

They finally kicked you both out, tipsy and stumbling down the street, Matt was still singing and humming with excitement. When you finally reached the apartment, he collapsed on the couch with a sigh.

"After all this time living in NYC, I cannot believe I haven't been to a drag show yet. I feel like I've been missing this my entire life." Emotionally drunk Matt wasn't typical, here he was in tears over how exciting the night was. "It was so magical."

"I don't think you've drank this much in so long."

"We should do it more often." His senses were blasted, unable to navigate the apartment as good as he normally did.

"Absolutely not. Shower time Matthew."

He hummed in affirmation adn stripped right there in the living room. Butt-ass-naked and still wiggling around like the club music was still blasting.

When you wrangled him into the shower, you stripped as well joining him in the warm water.

"Do you think we can go back next week again? One of the queens asked when she'd see me again."

"Were you flirting with them?"

"I'm not really sure." He chuckled, alcohol seeping out of his skin, slowly sobering up in the water.

"I'm not letting you get this drunk next time."

"Try and stop me."

"Oh I will." You tickled him for a second before clinging onto his torso, kissing his chest. "Alright, bedtime."

You turned off the water and stepped out handing Matt his towel.

"Okay but we can go back next week, right?"

"Of course Matt."

[ry-nines]

finally got to see Saw the Musical in nyc last week! Really really good show! So here's Adam and Lawrence getting the 2 for 20 at their local Applebee's (they def split the boneless wings).

[kcrabb88]

I got some excitement when I posted that little Blood Makes Noise snippet, so I thought I'd talk a little bit about it! Don't always do that before I post a fic but I'm really really excited about this so here's some of the fic lore to tide over until I get deeper into writing it since it'll take a bit with my other projects :D

It's set from 1988-95/96 in New York City during the height of the AIDS crisis

Qui-Gon, an ACLU attorney and anti-war protestor, adopted Obi-Wan when he was four after his single mom, a client of Qui-Gon’s, was killed by the police

Qui-Gon is Dooku's son, and they're Jewish. Dooku is a former US Rep and is cantor at the synagogue they all attend and things are ... complicated

Tholme, a PI, adopted Quinlan at age 8 (and later on Aayla). Quin's birth parents immigrated from Haiti and died when he was five

Qui-Gon and Tholme, who are close friends, move in across the hall from each other and Quin and Obi-Wan become the best of friends from age 8 on

Quin's a violin prodigy and composer who later starts a punk/rock band and teaches music in an NYC public school

Obi-Wan is a political science professor who also writes political and investigative pieces for The Village Voice and tutors low-income kids at his local JCC (Bail is his editor)

Both of them are in ACT UP and also did crisis line work for the Gay Men's Health Crisis group that was the pre-cursor to ACT UP

They've been stupid in love forever and keep sleeping together but don't become a couple until right after Obi-Wan's HIV diagnosis (for various reasons that will be explained in the fic)

Eventually Anakin and Shmi move into the same building as Obi-Wan and Quinlan and become super close

Obi-Wan writes hit pieces on Palpatine, a former US. Rep who now works for the pharma company that's responsible for jacking up AZT prices (and Palpatine just so happens to be Anakin's estranged grandfather)

Little Padme will also be in this! Her dad is a city councilor

Obi-Wan IS one of the lucky earlier on HIV/AIDS survivors (it's just a very hard road)

I won't spoil it all but! Some lore. Really excited to dig into this!