#mix tape

[53v3nfrn5]

SONY: Beans Walkman (1995)

[stevieschrodinger]

Eddie hasn't seen Steve for two weeks. Hasn't seen him since their lips brushed together. Hasn't seen him since Eddie had looked at Steve full of love and hope and want. Eddie hasn't seen Steve since Steve pushed him away, looking shocked and horrified enough to nearly destroy Eddie.

Someone's knocking on the trailer door pretty insistently.

"What do you want, Henderson?" Eddie asks, dragging the door open.

Dustin wrinkles his nose, "what happened to you man...don't you, like, wash, anymore?"

Eddie just...walks away. Back to his pit of despair. He can't do this.

Henderson is pulling on the back of his shirt, pushing something into his hand. A new tape, the kind you buy blank, but there's some writing on the card when Eddie peers at it. Track numbers, but instead of titles, the kids names, plus Nancy, Robin, Johnathan...the only names missing are Steve's and Eddie's own.

Part of Eddie starts to panic, the only time they've needed tracks for people-

"Eddie! Stop it man! It's not that, it's a surprise gift for Steve! For his birthday! You can put one track from you, it can be anything, just not, you know, your anti Vecna track. Or master of puppets, maybe. Just something fun or something that reminds you of Steve or whatever you want."

Eddie almost pushes the thing back at Dustin, certain that Steve doesn't want anything from Eddie.

He doesn't though, just nods. Goes and sits on the porch and chain smokes and doesn't really listen while Henderson talks at him for nearly an hour. Dustin wants him to do the track now. Eddie refuses, tells him he will drop it through Dustin's letterbox in the morning.

Eddie does, having gone and bought wrapping paper special, wrapping it up first to doubly make sure no one listens to it other than Steve.

Eddie does not go to Steve's birthday, but at one am, there's a banging on the trailer door.

Steve's there, throwing his arms around Eddie, pulling him tight, the corner of the tape case digging into Eddie's back pretty sharply, but he doesn't care at all.

Steve draws back, kissing him sloppy and really bad and kind of misses and half gets Eddie's cheek and lip but it's perfect even if Steve's eyes are wide and scared and uncertain before he hides again in the crook of Eddie's neck "total eclipse of the heart??? Really??" He mumbles weakly from his hiding place.

[ne-cocoa]

Porty MK 🎉

[halloween-sweets]

[fallensapphires]

Media: Cassettes

Tonight, I feel like my whole body is made out of memories. I'm a mix-tape, a cassette that's been rewound so many times you can hear the fingerprints smudged on the tape.

[rustbeltjessie]

we'll burn it & we'll build it again - a mix tape I made a few days ago. Just for myself! Because I wanted to!

I spent as much time making the art/insert for the case as I did making the tape itself. First I printed a coloring page of Spider-Punk, then colored it, scanned it, resized it, and reprinted it. Then I collaged it along with the speech bubble and the ransom note-style letters.

The tape doesn't really have anything to do with Spider-Punk, it's just that I saw Across the Spider-Verse on Monday and am now obsessed with one Hobie Brown, aka Spider-Punk. I did throw on a few songs as a specific nod to him; namely "Lean Times for Heroes," "Save Your Generation," and "Young, Gifted, Black, in Leather." And I think he'd dig most of the music on here. Cuz it's really good.

I made a YouTube version in case anyone wants to give it a listen. (And the full track list is under the cut, below.)

Side A

The Prodigy - Firestarter

Idles - Car Crash

Mandy, Indiana - Drag [Crashed]

Gender Warfare - Commodity (GW Version)

Backxwash - Sound of Sinners (feat. Sad13 & Ada Rook)

Yves Tumor - God is a Circle

Fun Boy Three & Bananarama - It Ain’t What You Do

Catbite - Police Man (Kick Me in the Head)

Bedouin Soundclash - Walk Through Fire (feat. Aimee Interrupter) [this is the song from which the mix tape's title originates]

The Spitfires - Blaze of Glory

Redskins - Kick Over the Statues [thanks for turning me onto this band, @neoretrobibliomartini-x - they're fantastic!]

The Clash - Clampdown

Spiritual Cramp - Nah, That Ain’t It

Side B

LIFE - Big Moon Lake

Nape Neck - Kiss Me Boy, I’m Dying

Self Improvement - Crashing

Bikini Kill - Hamster Baby

Power of Dusk - Queer, Angry, and Violent

Pandemix - Crimes of Convenience

The Bronx - Blowtorch

The Chats - Southport Superman

World/Inferno Friendship Society - Lean Times for Heroes

Jawbreaker - Save Your Generation

Hunx and His Punx - Lose My Mind

The Name - Fuck Art Let’s Dance

Viagra Boys - Baby Criminal

Iggy Pop - Neo Punk

Special Interest - Young, Gifted, Black, in Leather

Young Fathers - I Saw

[teashopcrafts]

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[xx-dat-aesthetic-tho-xx]

[ala-baguette]

Mix Tape

Happy May 10th to all the Hinny hearts out there! Here's a mini fluffy ficlet to celebrate a very important day. And a shout out to @niyatipr for the reminder.

Summary: Harry brings Ginny home a gift to celebrate an important day Relationships: Harry Potter / Ginny Weasley Rating: T 800 words | Read it here or on AO3

“Hey!” Ginny called from the next room as he entered the front door.  “I’m just finishing up this article.  Gonna be working just a titch late.”  He could hear the clack of her typewriter even as she spoke, and he knew she’d not even looked around.  Harry smiled to himself as he pulled off his cloak and hung it on the peg in the entry way, then turned into her study.  Sure enough, she was sitting with her back to him, her red hair, just a little streaked with grey, swept into a messy knot atop her head, clacking away at her typewriter.  “Maybe we can just do something easy for dinner?” Ginny suggested as she paused to check a fact on the hand-written notes on the desk.  “Spag bol or something?” Harry rested his hands on her shoulders from behind and leaned down to kiss her cheek.  “On such an important day as today?  I thought maybe I could take you out tonight?”  He pulled the small parcel out of his pocket and placed it on the corner of the desk. 

Ginny’s fingers paused over the typewriter keys distractedly.  Her brown eyes had settled on the small box tied with a ribbon, and Harry suppressed a smirk as he watched the frantic cogs working in her brain as she tried to remember what was special about today.  She picked up the box and fingered the ribbon for a moment before finally, conceding defeat.  She looked at him at last.  “And what’s the occasion?” “What?” Harry cried in mock outrage.  “You can’t have forgotten our first-kiss-iversary?” Ginny looked back at him, and he saw her lips tighten into line for a moment.  Then the laugh burst out in a snort.  The sound made Harry loose control of his determinedly affronted expression, and he grinned widely. “First-kiss-iversary?” Ginny choked, her nose wrinkling in the way he loved.  She reached out and untied the ribbon from the box.  “What, are we teenagers?  You do recall we’re in our forties with three grown-up kids, right?”  She tossed the lid to the box and the ribbon into the bin on the floor, then paused.  A small frown appeared on her face as she pulled out the four-by-two inch piece of plastic inside.  She flipped it over, then flipped it back.  One delicate finger prodded uncertainly in one of the holes in the center.  A thumb brushed across the words scribbled in pink ink:

Harry & Ginny 4ever 🩷

“What is this?” Harry was really trying hard not to laugh.  He was only partially successful.  “It’s a mix tape.” She raised an eyebrow at him blankly, and his grin widened.  “It’s to record music.”  He leaned over to wrap his arms around from behind, feeling the tickle of her hair against his cheek.  “Muggles would record their favourite songs from the radio on here, then they’d put these tapes in a machine called a cassette player, and they’d be able to listen to them whenever they wanted.  A tape recorder came across your dad’s desk at work, and he asked me to show him how it worked.” “Okay… And you’re giving this to me because…”  But Harry felt Ginny smiling against his cheek. “Because it was a thing that normal teenagers would do for their crush.  You and I… we never got to be normal teenagers so much.  But if we had been normal… Oh, you can bet I would have made you a mix tape.”  Ginny was quiet for a moment.  Then she rose to her feet, breaking Harry’s embrace.  He stepped back to make room to slide the chair out from between them as she turned; but she closed the gap again almost instantly and put her arms around his neck.  She was smiling at him in a way that stated quite clearly that she thought him a bit of an idiot.  “You’re such a dork,” she said, confirming his suspicion. “You love it,” he replied, bending his head to kiss her gently, one hand trailing through the wisps of hair at the nape of her neck that had escaped her bun. “I do,” she replied as he pulled back.  And with a hard, blazing look on her face, she gripped the front of his robes and pulled him closer to deepen the kiss.  And though it had been twenty-six years since that first kiss, though they both now had grey in their hair and lines on their faces, he still smiled against her lips at the exhilaration of her mouth against his, of her hands against his chest, of her warmth beneath his touch.  He kissed her with abandon and let himself be lost in a memory of another time and another place but also very much this time and this place. “Harry,” Ginny mumbled against his lips after several long moments, or what might have been half an hour, or possibly several sunlit days.  “Mmm?” he asked, not breaking away.  “You know we don’t have a castelette player or whatever, right?  So I have no way to actually listen to this.” “Yeah, didn’t really think about that,” he mumbled.  And plucked the tape from her fingers and tossed it in the bin before gripping her hips and hoisting her sit on the desk.  He transferred his kiss to her jawline as she roared with laughter. “Such a dork,” she muttered affectionately between chortles.

[all-rock-and-roll-is-homosexual]

VOICES FROM BEYOND

(a spotify playlist)

Lagartija Nick - Bauhaus

Pagan Lovesong - Virgin Prunes

Christian Says - Tones on Tail

Fly on the Windscreen - Depeche Mode

Demon - London After Midnight

Black God - All Your Sisters

The Night Watch - The Bellwether Syndicate

A Rock And A Hard Place - Sisters of Mercy

Ardera Sempre - Miranda Sex Garden

Wasteland - The Mission

Sin In My Heart - Siouxsie and the Banshees

Fantasmas - Twin Tribes

Faith - The Southern Death Cult

Night Creatures - Screaming Dead

Sredni Vashtar - Faith and the Muse

Preacher Man - Fields of the Nephilim

Death to Wake Up - Angels of Liberty

Mutiny In Heaven - the Birthday Party

Happy Halloween!

[hamburgerbox]

All my paintings in the hamburger box are done in acrylic. I thought I would have fun with a little watercolor as well.

Retro-colour #1

[steelajeeg]

Steel A Jeeg's Magno-Mixtape Vol 08

April arrives, and we are all its fools. So let's all settle in, grab a beverage, and agree to be the silly geese we know we were meant to be.

Instead of subjecting you all to a playlist of joke songs (check the readme to find out the torture I planned) I decided to do something a little different that met the spirit of the day, at least.

APRIL SHUFFLE The rules are simple: I set my entire music collection on shuffle. The intent - take the first 20 songs in the shuffle, pick my 12 favorites, and organize them into a playlist. Try to find any emergent themes, good thematic or musical transitions, and have something to say about each track. The caveats - No repeat tracks, nothing that's been on a mixtape before. No skits, obviously. And no songs from the same album. Good or bad, it made it on the mix.

I then had to put together a cohesive song order, and maybe even come up with an emergent theme. Did I find one? Check the readme and you'll see!

The access code is: BEAMCONFUSE

Either way, enjoy the music. It's a very jazzy mix this time around, the perfect playlist to ride out the thunderstorms, eclipses, and freak earthquakes while we wait for warmer weather to arrive.

Featuring tracks from: Mos Def, Isao Sasaki, David Bowie, Earth Wind & Fire, Maryanne Murray, The Decemberists, Takayuki Miyauchi, and more!

Choose your format: [FLAC] [MP3]

[tomwindeknecht]

I decided to mix it up today 🎶

[1lostone]

Hi friends! You know that I am an absolute sucker for a mix tape fic. I know I took the role of Dustin because I had never shipped Eddie and Steve, but... welp. It made a convert of me. :D The author did such a gorgeous job with picking the music.

I haven't done a lot of multivoice projects (most on my ao3 are me doing cover art rather than providing a voice) but I wanted to try to come out of my shell a little. If you have never done @voiceteam or in this case Mysterybox, I highly recommend it. The mods are STAGGERINGLY delightful and everyone is so nice and I learn something new every time.

[marvelmisstress7]

Decided to embrace my inner Manic Pixie Dream Girl and make some mixed tapes. For no other reason then the aesthetic

[spaceintruderdetector]

Tangerine Dream & Space music 6 Hours Mixtape