#sinner cd

[davidthephoneguy]

Me in Hazbin Hotel

(No I don't support Vivzie I just thought the idea and worldbuilding with her removed is interesting)

[violentcrabapples]

💿Wanted to show off my new CD wall thing I did 💿

[fatalwhims]

Also as someone whose Spotify wrapped consists of all vgm every year, it was fitting that the majority of merch I got was music.

It took a lot of restraint to be financially responsible and not buy so much more.

But sadly no KH albums because I couldn't find any of the original OSTs 😔

[valereth2]

I told myself I was going to stop buying things until after my birthday But I found a copy of Sinner by Drowning Pool autographed by the entire band, including Dave who died in 2002. I could not pass that up, so I picked up a couple of other things with it

[godfistgonnalive]

ultrakill dashboard simulator 2

🐉 grounded Follow

this grey bitch has no idea whats coming lol

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♦️ flesh-n-teeth Follow

Contrary to popular belief, I actually do not bite people.

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🍵 benign-rodent Follow

Can we talk about how incredibly problematic the Lust Renaissance was? I personally believe the Council had every right to send Gabriel to strike Minos down. It's appalling to think people come on this website and say that Minos was in the right. Do some research.

🌷 strayandferal Follow

are we seriously having this discussion in this day and age? not only is this just an evil thing to say, but saying "do some research" afterwards is just blatantly ignorant.

🍵 benign-rodent Follow

As you can see here, here, and here, these are some proof that the Lust Renaissance was actually super problematic for both Hell and Heaven. To have the gall to call me ignorant when you probably only know very little about this topic is embarrassing.

🌷 strayandferal Follow

those are all obviously extremely biased articles. i wasn't damned to hell yesterday. there's no sources on them, either. come back to me when you have actual proof.

‎‎‎‎‎ ‎ Expand‎

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💣 skullonmysleeve Follow

CAN THAT FUCKING SENTRY OVER THERE KNOCK IT OFF

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🔥 throughthefireandflames Follow

warning to all limbo-goers: watch out if you go any higher than the first part of the layer. i wandered into this air shaft (was curious if i could clean anything up there) and it's extremely dark. i feel like something is watching me

📎 wicked2 Follow

🔥 throughthefireandflames Follow

what. was that

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🟥 teeth-n-flesh Follow

i bite people

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💫 gabriel-judgeofhell Follow

Please do not contact me to strike down sinners you dislike.

🔘 meowrice-deactivated22340521

isnt that what you do for the council tho lol

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🩸 bloodpowered Follow

fuck v2 😞😞😞 #allmachinesarethesame no one talk to me 💔💔💔 #deactivating #abandoned 😢😢😢😢😢😢

🛒get-whiplashed Follow

i go fishing without you one time and this is what happens

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🌵 sandfan59 Follow

today i saw some biogenic sand!!! i think is super cool how its all tiny sea creature skeletons... i collected some in my container to bring home and examine im so excited to get a better look at them

🪨 rockenthusiast234 Follow

if you come to my part of greed i can share my sand i have and you can share any rocks you find

🌵 sandfan59 Follow

hell yes. can we make out

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🌟 heavenly-council Follow

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⚰️ gutterthem Follow

i just crashed my fucking tram listening to HELL'S GREATEST COUNTRY HITS VOL. 35 on the cd player and when i got off all the guttertanks and mannequins were laughing at me

#is it over for me

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[nmakii]

SWAY WITH ME…

— a date with alastor didn’t go as he had planned… but, it wasn’t that bad after all…

hi!!! i saw this idea from @callmechito and, i didnt make the idea exactly the way specified. but, i really wanted to try :)!! it is late at night though, so i did not make it as long as i wanted it to be (sorry if it’s rushed!!)

acid rain. perhaps it would’ve been wiser to check the 666 news weather report before scheduling your date…

you stood by the window of your hotel room, wearing what you’d call your sunday’s bests. thousands of sinners’ skins burning on impact from the acidic rain pouring outside.

knock!

“s/o, are you decent? may i come in?” a static voice came from the other side of the door. “uuh, yeah! come in” you called back to him as he gently opened the door.

and on the other side of the door, you saw a different side of alastor that had never been seen before; a smitten yet small smile drawn on his face, wearing a red coat, as per usual (though this time, his coat is not tattered), and his big doe eyes shyly looking at the outfit you’d chosen for your proposed date.

alastor let out a quiet sigh, an overwhelming feeling filling his chest, making it hard to breath. “my dear! well, aren’t you stunning? i might just drop dead right now, haha!” alastor laughed, a laugh track joining along. “haha… it’s a shame that we have to cancel our date…” you smiled bittersweetly, quite honestly looking forward to the date. it must have been a millennia since your last date, not to mention how it is with alastor, hell’s most eligible bachelors if i do say so myself…

“well, who said we had to cancel our date?” he tilted his head. “i’d think the rain outside would speak for itself…” you muttered out. “we could just have our date here at the hotel! we could simply move the date to my hotel room, would you like that?” his fingers tapped against his staff.

“su-“”brilliant! let’s make haste now!” he smiled gleefully, taking his hand in yours and shadow teleporting you to his hotel room— the warm red tones of the hotel harshly contrasting with the cool blue and green tones of the forest on the other side.

alastor took your fingers in his hand and gently guided you to a table with two seats. he pulled one out and helped you into the chair. “just sit tight now, darling. i’ll have niffty whip something up for us.” he smiled before leaving the room.

minutes later, alastor came back— two delectable dishes in hand. he placed one in front of you before sitting down himself and digging in.

the two of you had spent your dinner getting to know each other better (more like just him getting to know you better…), talking about whatever came to mind.

not for one second had you ever doubted alastor tonight. everything coming from his beautifully thin lips had sounded as genuine as ever.

after dinner had ended, you wiped your mouth with the napkin on your lap. “alastor, i had a really good time…” you grinned awkwardly, blood rushing to your face. “i think i must go now, i have a busy day tomorrow…” you frowned slightly before standing up to leave.

“nonsense! come, dance with me for a while, would you?” he teasingly pleaded, placing a hand on your shoulder. you hesitated for a while, considering the consequences of staying up an extra few minutes. “ahh… i guess it couldn’t hurt..” you smiled as alastor walked to his vinyl record played, placing the needle onto the grooves of the CD.

as alastor placed a hand on your shoulder and hip, sway by michael bublé began playing. you copied his actions, placing your own hands on his hip and shoulder as the two of you began dancing to the soft music, alastor’s soft voice singing along to the tune.

you soaked in the soft sight of the scary radio demon, as docile as a doe. you rested the side of your head against alastor’s chest, feeling every vibration as he sang. alastor sighed softly, all of this simply being too much for him to act calmly.

all of these emotions were too much, alastor needed a way to release them… he took his hand off of your shoulder before gently gripping your chin. he leaned down a bit before kissing you.

his lips smiled into the kiss, the hand on your hip snaking up to cup your cheek.

the kiss lasted quite long before he finally pulled away, a proud yet mischievous grin decorating his handsome face.

alastor leaned down, his mouth hovering over your ear. “would you like to know something, gorgeous?” he whispered, the hand on your chin resting once more on your shoulder. “i’d say i’m the luckiest man in hell right now, on a date with a treasure like you. i might just die, again!” he laughed. though, despite his joke— when he had said that, the radio filter on his voice was gone, letting you hear his true voice.

you looked up to meet his careful gaze as you grinned lovingly “i had a marvelous time with you… you make me happy that… im in hell.” you laughed.

as the song stopped, alastor paused, thinking to himself quietly. he dropped your hand before cupping your back. “you said you must leave, didn’t you? i wouldn’t want to be the reason you’re groggy in the morning!” he smiled, walking you over to your hotel room, just a few ways down.

“i did have an amazing night with you, my dear. i hope we could do this again, perhaps again during an acid rain shower?” he teased while laughing. a calm composure remaining on his face.

and despite that poker face, he was in the best terms; burning on the inside out. his longing for you filling all of his senses. he must stay gentlemanly though… so, for now, he’ll cherish the beautiful date he had with you tonight.

[helluvapoison]

Crossover episode where witch!sinner!reader decides to contact one of the demons she used to work with as a human and asks for help

Stolas let's her borrow the book to learn to cross into the human world as long as she promises not to cause too much chaos

Reader just goes there and uses their old savings account to buy an abba vinyl and a player as well as a cheap projector, cd player and some CDs of movies and series to bring back to the hotel and have movie nights

Sorry I just wanted to dump this idea in your ask box cause I'm too scared to post it on my blog

ANON, I AM ON MY KNEES, COME FORTH AND CLAIM YOUR IDEA! (not technically a request so i'm taking a break to answer, i did tweak it a bit- hope that's ok!?) imagine with me you're a cosmic witch! you worked with stolas often when you were alive, providing him with the never ending changes astrologists made

"pluto's not a planet anymore- wait. wait no, it's still a planet... as of 2 minutes ago?"

"well did you tell them what i-?"

"stolas," you sigh, "how many times do i have to tell you. i can't contact nasa. it's not physically possible, the best i can do for you is change the wiki page. again."

stolas was happy to make your acquaintance again- albeit perturbed that you ended up in hell- and, as always, was at your service! you explained you needed him to bring your entire dvd collection and vinyl records to the hazbin hotel as soon as possible

"the what now?"

charlie is all aboard the movie night train you're conducting! which is good because it's mandatory. absolutely no one is escaping your dastardly plans

[sonobeunitsarecool]

Super random

Went through the Milgram channel, watched... most of the videos again, trying to see if there were any tiny details I missed All I got was: Haruka - enough for a seperate post/theory, though I think someone's already gone over it? (psych ward theory) Futa - all the cans in Backdraft say "pressure", the graffiti is too hard for me to interpret for the most part. Though, the words in bubble text around the victim's witch icon reads "killcheroy", and there's the words "pazuzu" and... SaP? SkP? Does anyone know what all the other graffiti text says, I can only read the "pressure, pressure" ones. Mu - in After Pain, when you see the time on her phone, it reads 17:20. Why was she at school at 5:20? Shidou - looking at how he holds the scissors and knife in Throw Down, and how he opens the door and holds the "promise card" in Triage, I think he's left-handed? Mahiru - in Ai nan desu yo, the clothes she wears at one point have the caption "winter style", though many of the other pictures don't seem to have been taken in winter. She's also reading a lot, which fits with her literature degree. Kazui - near the end of half, he's shown with all his different costumes, without any masks. Kotoko - in Harrow, she looks at a sign/thinks about a sign with text that's partially cut off, but reads "at around ----- on this street... ----a traffic accident occurred... if ---- , please report to the police". She also thinks back to a news report showing the location and aftermath of an accident outside a house. Was she impacted by this? Random cipher translations (using assets from laniemae's archiving)

The text under the MW bit just says MARGLIM. The banner text says "lossitarelecste" on the top and "rutiro" on the bottom, or "et sceleratis sol oritur"/"light shines even upon the wicked".

The text reads "innocent sheep" on repeat. For the goat one, it reads "guilty goat" on repeat. Text above doors for T2 is "Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate", or "abandon all hope, ye who enter here". The quote is from Dante's Inferno, the words written into the gate to hell. For the T1 key visuals, the text individual to each prisoner simply gives basic info. For example, Yuno's would be "Milgram second prisoner, eighteen age, five foot (something or other) point (something or other) height, female", with the others being in the same format. The wall behind the prisoners in Undercover just has "ft" and "ft in", for measurement. The backgrounds that look like this:

all read "every (s)aint has a past, and every sinner has a future." This is the same for some of the wallpapers, and whenever that kind of vertical text shows up (voice trailers and such). It's missing the "s" in "saint". Tags on the clothes and the tops of the cards from Undercover are all just their names. The prison jackets seem to repeat the text, "Milgram ---- prisoner (name)". The Undercover CD's cipher text just reads "Milgram prison guard Undercover Es. Es theme song CV Yurina Amami". Es's sashes read (backwards) "De omnibus dubitandum" and "Prison Officer". Are there any other ciphers that I've missed? Because I'd really like to try and translate those!

[chewing-drywall]

METALOCALYPSE HEADCANNONS

(Part 1/??)

Buckle in yall this will be a long ass post

TOKI WARTOOTH

Earlyklok! Toki

-the most sincerely homophobic in the beginning. You don't just get raised the way he's been and not have some WILD ass beliefs about the world, he eventually unlearns it but being surrounded by dude bros who constantly call things gay as an insult and his tendency to take things litterally DONT help. And it's not like active hate or anything it's just getting raised that gay people are sinners and are gonna burn in hell is definitely a topic you gotta make an effort to unlearn.

-seeing two girls kissing on the streets of florida for the first time??? SHOCKED, litterally did a full head swivel to check if anyone else had seen it and imploded when no one seemed to be as surprised at he was

-Doesnt really even understand why the rest of the band likes casual sex so much, it feels good but at first he thought it was strange there were all of these girl fawning over a him, a technical stranger, and he just goes along with it.

- got his ears pierced about 4 months into earlyklok sitting on the ledge of their shared apartments crusty bathtub

they were all packed into the tiny bathroom, talking over eachother, the room thick with weed smoke, skwisgaar perched over him in the bathtub holding his head straight

pickles did it with a safety pin and an icecube, joint hanging off his lips as he squinted in concentration

Toki didn't flinch, didn't even stop talking to Nathan about the newest Cannibal corpse album that Nathan wanted to buy a cd of

He liked the feeling of skwisgaars hands engulfing his face, it was a touch that wasn't cruel. Plus knowing that the best guitarist he's ever heard in his whole life hands were soft was a fact that he's gonna ingrain into his head.

Murderface and Nathan actually looked mildly concerned at tokis complete lack of reaction

- the kid will offhandedly say really cryptic shit, through broken English and weird reactions to what they think is normal stuff. the band gets the gist that they'd have to be a hell of a lot drunker to handle his truth (toki: oh don't worry I'm used to the dark! :), everyone else:👀)

-got a lip piercing but didn't take care of it properly, so of course it got infected and had to be taken out

-this is when he starts age regressing but doesn't realize he's doing it,

-he'd watch a kids cartoon in complete silence until the season ends and it's the only way to keep him completely still and quiet

-is attracted to bright and colorful things even if it gets him made fun off by the guys, secretly LOVES Lisa frank art

Regular adult toki

-AUTISM AUTISM AUTISM

HATES tables that aren't clean, when it's noticeably sticky or there's crumbs that stick to his arms when he leans on the table

-same with the feeling of spilt beer, has gotten used to it over the years but the feeling of dried sticky beer still has his skin crawling

-has drunken bong water as a dare (all of them have as some point but still)

-has also smoked weed through his nose (again on a dare)!

-if you look really close into his eyes, his eyes go so light blue it looks pale yellow

-very very kind and pretty eyes, the downwards slope of them make him look sad with a neutral face

-LONG AND THICK EYELASHES

-works out mostly regularly to keep his shape, he gets too energetic for the others to handle so it's a good way to blow off some steam

-Likes the idea of wearing feminine stuff, skirts seem sooooo comfortable but doesn't wear them cause yknow the teasing would be absolutely relentless

-medium thickness chewed on lips, does it mindlessly

-knows hes capable of incredible violence, the band is also very aware and whenever he gets legitimately pissed off during a argument (like a genuine, seriously bad argument) they'll usually just back off and wait to bring it up later when toki doesn't look like he's three seconds away from curbstomping them

-FAT crush on Nathan but for some reason gets really shy around it??

-Nathan will compliment him and toki will deadass write with a fluffy pink huge glittery pink pen in an equally pink journal kicking his legs and giggling

*Nathan told me when I got that chord I kept fucking up correct that he could *see me improving* EEEEE he's soooo big He could throw me Like a football

-fond of murderface, knows people deal with their own shit in diffrent ways so he doesn't take his insults to heart (usually)

-relationship with skiwsgaar is. Weird.

I'll probably get into it on another post but it's SO complicated like. Were both emotionally constipated around eachother, our relationship used to be so kind and gentle skiwsgaar was tokis mentor and wanted to see him grow but has such anxeity around toki surpassing him he purposely beats him down; and toki doesn't have the work ethic or drive to truly get to thay level and it impedes the progress of the band. But engages with this weird rivalry thats also a form of love and respect like. Your the only one I could ever be worried about being better than me and I've watched you grow so much and I don't know how to express that properly YADDA YADDA YADDA

-loves pickles very much, he was the most welcoming in the beginning and always made a space for him at the table, later on a shoulder to cry on.

[sukimas]

another question about touhou lore- what would you say is like. Required Reading 4 Getting Touhou?

Oh man.

In terms of, just, understanding the basics of the setting without coming away with really really insane misconceptions: Forbidden Scrollery, Wild and Horned Hermit, the fairies manga (Strange and Bright Nature Deity through Visionary Fairies in Shrine), Perfect Memento in Strict Sense (and Memorizable Gensokyo), Symposium of Post-Mysticism.

In terms of really getting what's going on, all of the above, but add (in descending order of importance): All of ZUN's music CDs (Dolls in Pseudo Paradise through Dateless Bar Old Adam), Curiosities of Lotus Asia, Silent Sinner in Blue and Cage in Lunatic Runagate, A Beautiful Flower Blooming Violet Every Sixty Years, Scarlet Weather Rhapsody, Urban Legend in Limbo, Antinomy of Common Flowers, Phantasmagoria of Dim. Dream, Grimoire of Usami, Grimoire of Marisa, Alternative Facts in Eastern Utopia, Shoot the Bullet, Double Spoiler, Impossible Spell Card, Violet Detector (these last four you can just read the spellcard comments if you wish, no need to Play It All unless you like pain), Perfect Cherry Blossom, Imperishable Night, Hidden Star in Four Seasons, Lotus Eaters' Sobering. Also: Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things by Lafcadio Hearn. (That last one's on Project Gutenberg.)

All other games and print works can be consumed mostly at your leisure.

But basically, there is a LOT of Touhou. It hides itself well because it's not all one big work like Umineko or whatever, but there really is a lot of text to get through (and it's dense!) You're not required to read all of this to call yourself a "Touhou fan" or whatever, but if you want to have productive discussions (and some idea of what ZUN's putting down, so you can predict what'll happen next without going wildly off base) these are generally what you need.

[dustedmagazine]

Slept Ons: 2023

Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter

If you write for Dusted, you listen to music all the time and you try, at least within your general area of interest, to stay current with what’s current. Ask any of our significant others, and they’ll say we listen to too much music, to which we inevitably reply “What’s that, this ‘too much’ you speak of?” We listen to music while we’re eating, while we’re working, while we’re exercising, while we’re driving from one place to another, even while we’re brushing our teeth sometimes; though, admittedly, the sound quality is not that great in the bathroom.

Even so, we miss things. Here, in what has become an annual tradition, we revisit some of the albums that slipped away in one fashion or another, the ones that we kept putting off until it was too late, the ones we somehow didn’t catch wind of until well into January, the ones we discovered tardily on other people’s lists and year-end podcasts and radio shows. So here are our late finds, a favorite or two each that we never got the chance to write about. Fortunately, unlike bread and fresh fruit and bunches of cilantro, albums don’t go bad if you let them sit for a while.

Die Enttäuschung und Alexander Von Schlippenbach — Monk’s Casino Live At Au Topsi Pohl (Two Nineteen)

This record wasn’t so much slept on as patiently sleuthed. Die Enttäuschung, the long-running German quartet (their name translates as The Disappointment, an appellation that says more about their sense of humor than the quality of their ever-buoyant reimagining of bebop and early free jazz) started selling it at gigs in the spring of 2023. I bided my time, and when I made it to Berlin last fall, scoring a copy was on my agenda. To this day, the record and the internet are near strangers; while you can buy it from Bandcamp, there’s no download, streaming or videos. So, you’ll have to just take it from me that Die Enttäuschung’s reunion with now-octogenarian pianist Alexander von Schlippenbach will take wrinkles off your brow. The first time that these musicians recorded together as Monk’s Casino, back in 2005, they performed every one of Thelonious Monk’s compositions over three CDs; pith was essential. The repertoire hasn’t changed this time, but the approach is looser. Crammed into the intimate confines of the now-shuttered Au Topsi Pohl just as Omicron started ruining parties, the five musicians goose the tempos, spike the solos with impertinence, and veer around Monk’s sharp angles with a combination of intimate familiarity and belt-busting abandon.

Bill Meyer

Reverend Kristin Michael Hayter — SAVED! (Perpetual Flame Ministries)

Not slept on so much as avoided— and why, at this point I am not entirely sure. When I saw Kristin Hayter perform under her previous Lingua Ignota moniker back in December of 2022, she opened with a set of devotional songs on piano, a variety of metallic objects set and chains draped across the instrument’s interior string works. It was extraordinary, and SAVED! features the same basic set of raw, austere elements: that prepared piano, Hayter’s remarkable voice and the problematics of faith. The avoidance may stem from my own fraught relations to the sort of grim Protestantism Hayter reimagines; I spend some time around fire-and-brimstone Baptism as a child, and it left a mark on me. She wove some of that language and those textures into the excellent Lingua Ignota record Sinner Get Ready, but there they were much more symbolic, and largely couched in specific fundamentalisms (Amish and Mennonite) that distanced them somewhat. The sounds and spiritual gestures on SAVED! are a good deal more familiar to me, and they haunt. Likely the haunting is the point. Certainly “All of My Friends Are Going to Hell” and “I Know His Blood Can Make Me Whole” smolder and then burn with varieties of hellfire I have smelled before. One can also hear those songs more metaphorically, and “I Will Be with You Always” (the best thing on the record) is replete with images and intensities that call to multiple levels of meaning, simultaneously and sublimely. SAVED! is a hard record for me to listen to, and that’s why I have come, somewhat belatedly, to prize it so highly.

Jonathan Shaw

Illusion of Safety — Pastoral (Korm Plastics)

Daniel Burke has been carefully and consistently nurturing his Illusion of Safety project for 40 years, and I’ve been embarrassingly ignorant of the output until now. Burke released multiple audio artifacts in 2023, including a 40th anniversary ten-cassette box set, so choosing a single album to write about for the Slept On column was a daunting undertaking. Pastoral is unique in that it shows off a more delicate and expansive side of the Illusion of Safety oeuvre. It’s also one of the few music-focused objects that the stalwart Korm Plastics label has released in years; the imprint focuses on the written word these days. Sonically, Burke has established a series of vignettes that follow a similar pattern. The music flows from short, sharp attacks into lengthy sustained quietude. Burke unleashes his jarring, frantic salvos both percussively and synthetically, and these brief but unsettling periods morph into slowly churning drone swarms. Given that this is just one example of Burke’s sonic vernacular, I’m excited to hear more. Thankfully, when it comes to Illusion of Safety, I’ve been a veritable Rip Van Winkle.

Bryon Hayes

Malla — Fresko (Solina)

So slept on was Malla Malmivaara’s second solo album that even the normally reliable Beehype missed it, but even if you did happen to notice its inclusion on my midyear list, overstating how well-crafted and immersive Fresko’s dance-pop tracks are is hard to do. It makes sense given she’s better known for her acting career, but Malla’s been in the Finnish music game for a long time, too — first in the short-lived mid-aughts house trio Elisabeth Underground, then as herself with 2019’s “Sabrina” single (which got a Jori Hulkkonen remix, a guy who once redid M83) that ended up paving the way for her self-titled 2021 debut full-length. Despite using similar synth arpeggios and a healthy dose of vocal reverb as she did on Malla, Fresko is a little bit darker, moodier, more down in it. Lead single “Moi” (“hi” in English) tells the tale, its perfectly crafted video full of young Rolf Ekroth models doing things like looking impossibly cool in ridiculous outfits and having fashion shows with ATVs in snowy back alley Helsinki parking lots are a perfect marriage of audio and video, images and a melody burned in my brain the moment I saw it. It is very much a dance record flush with tech-house tweaks and no grander artistic ambitions, but Malla’s barely crested 40; now that she’s pledged more time to her music career, it’s entirely possible Fresko is but a warmup for something bolder — and even if it’s not, you could do much worse than a third album full of body movers like this. Hi is right.

Patrick Masterson

Kevin Richard Martin – Black (Intercranial)

Ostensibly a eulogy to Amy Winehouse, Kevin Richard Martin’s Black is a deeply humane expression of isolation, loss and grief. Built from the ground up, the bass deep and warm, swathes of glacial arpeggiated synths and beats that hint at the club. Notes echo and ripple away to create silhouettes of solitude, a tangible manifestation of absence. Despite the deep weight of his music, Martin imbues Black with an incredible delicacy. His abstract architecture allows the mind to roam and the listener to connect with emotional truths. It’s the balance Martin finds between the particular and universal that gives Black it’s power. In the strutting bassline of “Camden Crawling” smeared with narco/alcoholic fuzz, the looming threat of “Blake’s Shadow” and the bleary saxophone in “Belgrade Meltdown” there are the faintest echoes of Winehouse’s sound which emerge from the depths of Martin’s echo chambers. A work of terrible sadness, great beauty, empathy and comfort.

Andrew Forell

Derek Monypeny — Cibola (2182 Recording Company)

Cibola eased into the world as 2022 turned into 2023, but it took me nearly a year to get to it. Monypeny is a confirmed westerner, having lived in Arizona, Oregon, and (currently) the California desert, and an awareness of both the wrongfulness and the good fortune of living in that neck of the woods infuses Cibola, which is named for one of the American southwest’s legendary cities of gold (helpful hint; if you ever encounter a conquistador looking for gold, tell them it’s somewhere else). Monypeny alternates between guitar, shahi baaja, and on electric autoharp the LP’s seven tracks, and Kevin Corcoran contributes time-stopping metal percussion to one of them. The music likewise toggles between stark evocations of space and swirling submersions into nether states. In either mode, Monypeny effectively suggests the gorgeous immensity and pitiless history of the land around him.

Bill Meyer

The Sundae Painters — S-T (Flying Nun)

One minute, The Sundae Painters are churning wild screes of noisy guitar, the next they construct airy psychedelic pop songs of a rare unstudied grace. The band is a super group of sorts — Paul Kean and Kaye Woodward of the Bats, Alex Bathgate of the Tall Dwarfs and the late Hamish Kilgour of the Clean — convening in loose-limbed, joyful mayhem in songs that glisten and shimmer and roar. “Hollow Way” roils thick, muddy textures of drone up from the bottom, the slippery bent notes of sitar (that’s Bathgate) and Woodward’s diaphanous vocals floating free of a visceral murk. “Aversion” lets unhinged guitar shards fly over the thump of grounding drums as Kilgour chants inscrutable poetry. The two HAP tracks, I and II, stretch out in locked-in, psychotropic grooves, relentless forward motion somehow dissolving into an endless ecstatic now. This full-length, sadly the only one we’ll ever have from the Sundae Painters now that Kilgour is gone, is as good as anything that its esteemed participants ever did in their more famous bands, and that’s saying a lot.

Jennifer Kelly

U SCO — Catchin’ Heat (Self Released)

Here’s the extent of what I currently know: Someone I have on Facebook posted a link to it as one of his favorite records of the year, and someone I don’t know responded that they bought a copy of the cassette before the first track even finished. U SCO are Jon Scheid (bass), Ryan Miller (guitar), and Phil Cleary (Drums) and they are from and/or based in Portland Oregon. According to Discogs and Bandcamp Catchin’ Heat is the first thing they’ve released since 2016. That’s it! I started listened to this with the same box-checking, due diligence energy I tend to have for the dozen or so records I hear about one way or another after I’ve already done my year-end writing; most of them, every year, I don’t even make it through one play (the fatigue has fully set in by this point in the process). But sure enough before the end of that first track, I knew this was going to have to be the record I slept on. It’s perfectly structured, with extra-long, absolute blowouts beginning and ending the record, the second and second-last tracks being the two shortest and the only moments of relative calm, and the middle two making up a strong core that both brings in some elements not found elsewhere on Catchin’ Heat (the vocals on “trrrem”) and is just the most straightforward version of the absolute burners U SCO can clearly summon up on command (“woe dimension”). As great and arresting as that opening track is, though, the closing “abyssal hymn” might be the real highlight here, bringing in clarinet and saxophone to add a whole new layer of skronk to what they’re cooking. I’ve listened to this record about 10 times in a couple of days, and they deserve to sell out of that run of cassettes.

Ian Mathers

[couldoneimagine]

i NEED to post about yellowjackets and I need to be understood and I need mutuals so let me talk about it

you know what character I think is underappreciated? (at least from what I've seen so far, I've been in the fandom for like a day)

Laura Lee.

I have to preface this by saying I'm not a fan of organized religion and I do think it is flawed, but I also am not a fan of flat one-dimensional characterization. a lot of devout christian characters in media are portrayed as like, just that. just christian. just devout. but Laura Lee is a person! she's a real teenage girl! she dances with everyone, she sings along to Salt-n-Peppa, we don't get a scene where she's like "oh I know them, i burned their CD at one of our gatherings recently" or whatever, she can just enjoy them! she doesn't turn her nose up at Nat who is like, the picture of what christians regularly regard as a sinner. she is able to be compassionate and kind and she has a purpose in this series. i think that's really great.

idk why that stuck out so much to me. i guess I can't think at the top of my head about devout christian characters in media who are allowed to be like, people. and I have a lot of criticisms of Christianity, hey, I was technically raised orthodox christian and I can't say it's given me much except for chronic anxiety but. I think it's not a hot take to say that christians are three-dimensional human beings too, basically

[rubykgrant]

To balance out the Church-angst, here's something cute; Church sitting leaned back and relaxed, eyes closed and smiling, legs crossed, holding an old-school circular portable CD player in one hand, connected to big orange headphones, listening to "I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, I'm a child, I'm a mother. I'm a sinner, I'm a saint, I do not feel ashamed. I'm your hell, I'm your dream, I'm nothing in between". (he absolutely loves this song. he'd try to make excuses around the other guys, like oh whoops, this song just HAPPENS to always be on the radio, it totally isn't playing from his CD. also, I don't know what he's sitting on... I guess a car seat that got taken out of a busted down car and is now being used as actual furniture in a livingroom. which, sounds like something the Blues would do)

[myafterlifeisbetterthenyours]

Verosika and Stella (Separate) x a Priest who died and went to hell, I’d imagine they probably meet at a bar the priest is drinking away his sorrow being angry and confused as fuck over his fate but it’s up to you do whatever you want you, talented bastard also if you could please add the reaction of the media in Hell (news, etc.) because it is Verosika Hell’s number one superstar and Stella a very important woman of nobility dating a sinner demon which is a pretty low class in the hazbin hotel universe

With a priest that went to Hell.

Verosika

Youd sat at the bar a long, long time.

You must have gone over your life a hundred times. Maybe more.

Sat there, trying to figure out just where had you gone wrong.

Had you not prayed hard enough? Perhaps you were too prideful?

You'd always done your best to abide Gods laws. But here you were, In Hell.

What had you done wrong.

A scowl crossed your lips, you glowering at your glass of... whatever the fuck it was.

You hadn't even drunken Alcohol before, well, excluding communion wine that is.

You followed every damned rule.

And this is how he rewards you...

All you had was the clothes on your back. And in a cruel fit of irony, they still resembled your priestly attire, you still unsure how you died.

Youd found yourself in Hell, and once you'd processed that you were in fact in Hell and it wasn't all some horrifying dream, you kind of just stumbled about.

Managing to find some cash on some poor demon SOB that got pancakes after a drive buy, you'd figured you may as well get a drink.

Hell was about indulging in sin and all that, wasn't it.

So there you'd sat, at some bar, telling the bartender to give you something strong. And given your almost zero tolerance, that was just about anything. But he didn't need to know that.

You growled, gripping your glass so tight youd fear breaking it. If you gave a shit.

As you sat there, you kept hearing demons chatter.

Some talking about shit, this and that, talking about how screwed up it all is.

But when hearing someone say it wasn't fair for them to end up down here, that set you off.

Downing your drink, you turned, yelling at the bar occupants.

You began preaching, speaking on how it was unfair. How you could be a good person. Do everything right and still end up in this Hellhole for no good reason.

You riled them up. Telling them what they really wanted to hear. And soon enough, you had an angry mob behind you.

It was easy finding a target, some uppity dance club. You merely pointed, and they attacked.

Or well, more like swarmed.

You robbed and stole, your "flock" ding as they pleased. And you watched the chaos, a twisted smile across your face.

The club was yours by right of conquest. And after one of your "flock" challenged you, and as a good Shepard does, you beat his skull into a bloody pulp.

After that things went smoothly.

You turned that club into a church, a temple, where you preached to all that would listen.

You preached on the folly of god. How he expected to much in a world that was so sinful. Using your years of being a priest to twist the beliefs you once help so true.

And sure enough, demons flocked to you.

Sinners of all stripes came to you, desperately seeking answers. Desperate to be told they weren't bad, that they were victims as well.

And the next thing you knew, you were preaching to crowds of hundreds. You had a radio show, you sold CDs. You became a celebrity seemingly over night.

And that's when you'd meet Verosika.

Verosika, being a celebrity herself, would of course hear about you. You weren't the first "UnHoly leader" to spring up.

But you were the most successful, amassing huge amounts of wealth and a rather zealous following.

Youd meet at a party you were holding for your most prominent followers, the Succubus and her Entourage managing to slip in after turning a few tricks for a security guard.

So inside, the Succubus and Incubus' went on the hunt. And luckily for them, you were an avid supporter on giving into temptation, especially the carnal variety, so there was an ebundance of targets.

Verosika would look around for a bit, but unable to find any prime meat, she'd wonder off to the sideline, hoping to be able to spot a proper target.

That being where she ran into you.

Youd be having a drink, looking out on Pride, wondering what came next.

It was as you let your mind wonder that Verosika approached you.

Now at first you ignored her, she was far from the first woman who approached you, but upon seeing she was a Succubus, a fire was lit within you.

You became fascinated with the creature, the two of you going back and forth, playfully flirting, Verosika becoming very interested in you.

Although you weren't flirting as much as making smart comments on her nature.

You went back and forth for a while before you asked if Succubus were truly demon of lust and carnal pleasure. To which she just smiled, leading you away, the two of you finding somewhere quiet.

You had no experience with that particular branch of Sin, so you mostly just made up for it with aggression. The two of you fucking long into the night.

The next morning, you being a total newbie to sexual relations, weren't really sure how to continue, but you weren't ashamed of it either, Telling the Succubus you should do that again, Verosika wholeheartedly agreeing.

Youd begin seeing each other semi consistently, the two of you meeting up at a variety of spots for a rather aggressive romp.

Youd begin seeing each other so regularly, you'd begin inviting her to your sermons, you believing she to be the epitome of carnal sin. Her being a Succubus, represented the temptations God would have you resist and yada yada, really, you just liked having her close.

And with every one of these 'sermons' Verosika attended, her infamy and popularity only grew as well, a by product she whole heartedly approved of.

And while you preached for your followers to indulge there carnal appetites whenever, with whomever, they pleased. You found an intimacy growing between you and the Succubus.

Now, you would of course respect each others Image, not wanting to encroach on the others lifestyle. But the more you spent with the other, the more you genuinely came to care for each other.

Youd never put a title on it, but youd certainly have a surprising loving relationship. The two of you genuinely caring for the other for more then what they could provide sexually or financially.

Hell's media would certainly take interest in your relationship.

Now there wouldn't really be any kind of scandal or controversy. Verosika was a Succubus, a literal Sex demon, it was expected of her to have flings and relations with other celebrities. Although there was mass speculation when she began attending your sermons. Speculating whether she'd join your "church". Which was rather funny for you and the demoness, the two of you intentionally stirring the pot.

But you openly preached indulging in Sin, including Lust, so you hooking up with a Succubus wasn't all to shocking.

Of course there was still the gossip over what manner of relationship you had and there was the occasional 'hit piece' on Verosika dating a Sinner, but over all, you lived rather uncontroversial lives as a Succubus Pop-Star and a Sinner Hell Priest, a title you couldn't actually use or else Hells nobility would have a fucking fit.

Stella

Now, when you began your little "church" you attracted a wide variety of Sinners, and even quite a few Hellbornes. All of which searching for more out of life. Or Afterlife in the Sinners case.

But you were rather surprised to find yourself to be quite popular amongst Hells nobility.

Something about you essentially guiding them to worshipping Lucifers ideals seemed to resonate with The Demons.

And as such, you found yourself invited to a rather fancy gathering, although you were quite suspicious on what there intentions truly were.

But attending none the less.

Upon first meeting them, it became widely apparent that you were a novelty to the demons.

Something to point and laugh at. Something for the bluebloods to go 'aww nice try'.

However, upon meeting them, you actually came to realise yoy recognised many from scripture and other texts. You instantly gaining enormous respect from being able to identify and list off the rank, achievements and history of most of the demons at the party.

Of course, while you were becoming very popular amongst the party goers, one demon stepped forwards, intent on putting you in your place.

And he was making quite the scene, letting everyone know you were merely some low down Sinner, a former servant to God. What a joke.

That was until you realised just who the demon was, listing of a variety of there achievements. And a long, long list of failures.

Not to mention, many demons, including Lucifer once served God, you were just a bit behind the curb.

And while they had achieved a few minor victories, they'd utterly humiliated themselves, being thwarted by the common man.

You really played it up, wondering how a demon that couldn't even best a mortal man hoped to best a demon.

By the end, the demon just stormed off, leaving you the victor, and earning a newfound respect of your surrounding nobles.

It would be after much more talking, that you would come to sit at the bar, getting yourself a drink.

Sat there,minding yourself, youd see a tall snowy avain staring at you.

Stella just sat at the Bar, staring dead at you. She wore no real expression, so you couldn't tell what she was thinking.

She just sat there, staring at you.

After getting your drink, you turned to the Avian, asking what she wanted.

The woman would stare at you some more before asking why you preach such ideals. What do you get out of it.

You chuckled, asking if fame and wealth wasn't enough. That getting a snort from her.

But then youd go on to explain how you'd dedicated your life to acting out Gods will. To helping all you could hear his word.

And then... you woke up down here.

You saw the folly of your beliefs, and as such, began preaching against them. And well, you helped people believe they were asked too much. That what God demanded was far too much for a mortal being to handle.

Stella would stare at you for several more moments before rather abruptly asking if you wanted to have sex.

Youd sit there for a moment, understandably stunned, before asking why the proposition.

Stella would tell you rather simply, Her husband had cheated on her, and she was seeking out a worthy partner in order to get revenge.

And since you had some dignity and openly supported the tenants of getting revenge, she thought you might be a worthy partner. Plus, she'd never know a man to turn down sex.

With a chuckle and after taking a large swig of your drink, you'd agree, the two of you slipping off.

She'd take you to what you could only describe as a "love hotel for the rich and famous", you finding yourself I an extremely fancy looking penthouse.

The demoness began stripping as soon as you reached the bedroom. And while you followed her lead, you were sure to confess that you were inexperience. Having been a man of the cloth, you had held yourself off from such temptation.

Stella seemed a little annoyed at that, but continued none the less.

It wasn't the most romantic affair, especially with your inexperience. But you did your best to make up for it with passion and enthusiasm.

The two of you screwed long into the night.

The next morning you awoke to the woman getting dressed. She cammended you on your abilities despite your obvious lack of skill.

Youd meet up several more times, seeming out of frustration as the woman always just wanted to get down to the nitty gritty.

But as you indulged in this affair, you started getting closer.

Initially it was just Stella venting about her husbands betrayal and all the stress that had caused her, but as you spent longer periods together, She would open up more and more.

The relationship growing until it wasn't just about sex, the two of you slowly but surely developing genuine feelings for the other.

These feelings would manifest properly the night you both laid in Bed. You'd just had a rather passionate love making session, the Avian intent on getting up, only for you to grab her hand, telling her to stay.

She'd pause staring at you. You just asking once more.

Stay.

And she would, the two of you locking into a deep kiss.

You began an actual affair, the two of you beginning a genuine illicit relationship. And funnily enough, having your affair be a secret, seemed to only intensify the romance.

The two of you often sneaking away at formal gathering or meetings to have a quick shag. The idea of being caught arousing the both of you to no end.

But, as all secrets have a habit of doing, it got out eventually.

It was a rather entertaining affair.

Watching Stolas try to get back at you, only for your new friends to essentially cut him off at the knees.

You watched as he was essentially publicly ridiculed, the man losing what little credibility he still had.

It was funny.

Stella would leave Stolas, coming to stay with you completely, the woman bringing with her the prestige and estate of an Goetia Demoness.

Your relationship would only go up several notches after that, the two of you unabashed in your romance.

Meeting Octavia would be interesting, as you were essentially a stranger to the girl. But you were also quite charismatic and genuinely wished to have a relationship with the girl.

And seeing as you weren't a jerk ass like Blitzø, you'd find a rather civil relationship forming between you and the girl.

Plus you having a better relationship then Stolas' partner was a major boost to Stella's ego. And she was sure to reward you for it.

Hells media would have a bit of a shitstorm.

Granted, your average Joe wouldn't really give a shit about some random noble families internal strife.

But your own prestige would expand thirty fold, especially amongst the nobility, and with Stella at your side you'd be unstoppable, the woman bringing a new vigour to your enterprise.

[reformedpeasant]

some music related things no one asked for but I love information!

first artist I remember liking independently:

Eric Church

first cd I bought:

Crash My Party // Luke Bryan

first vinyl record I bought:

Sinners Like Me // Eric Church

first album I remember being excited for release:

Desperate Man // Eric Church

first song I remember hearing:

Black Horse and the Cherry Tree // KT Tunstall

first artist I was recommended by a friend and actually liked:

Zach Bryan (the song was Snow, which I hate now)

first music related textile merch:

[tache-noire]

OK HERES WHY YOU SHOULD CARE ABOUT RAVENOUS RANDY MYERS, AKA THAT BLUE-HAIRED JOBBER THAT GOT SQUASHED BY THE KINGS OF THE BLACK THRONE

(Of Course You Have Green Hair And Pronouns)

hi so i'm obsessed with this guy. 40 years old, been wrestling since he was 18, very technically skilled, pansexual, goes by he/they pronouns, HIGH camp, very fun and nice guy who wears his heart on his sleeve.

You may be familiar with those gifs of him making out with Filthy Tom Lawlor BUT THAT'S JUST THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG BABY.

Part of his gimmick is that he kisses ALL of his opponents, and before Covid, during his entrance (to "At Last" by Etta James), he would kiss one or two people in the front row, as well. Now, it's just a hug. Safety first.

I'm only really familiar with his matches with DEFY, but he's had a pretty extensive career starting with Stampede Wrestling in 2001. from 2007 to 2020 he was a familiar face in ECCW, but I haven't been able to find many of his matches online yet. I'll have to look harder sometime.

ANYWAY. HE DEBUTED AT DEFY IN 2017 AND INSTANTLY ENDEARED HIMSELF TO THE FREAKS AND WEIRDOS OF THE PACIFIC NORTHWEST!

And he's had some great matches with some folks you might recognize from AEW!

^^^ Swerve Strickland! ^^^

^^^ MJF! ^^^

JUST before the quarantine, Randy even won the DEFY World Championship-- his first title in his entire career. It was an extremely emotional event for everyone, and the ring was broken in the ensuing celebration.

He would then be trapped in Canada for nearly two years, unable to defend it. An interim champion was named, and upon his return, on his birthday, he would enter a ladder match to merge the two belts and decide the champion once and for all.... And lose, due to outside interference.

Swerve, two-time champion, would claim the title for a third time and welcome Randy back.

But Randy returned to swear revenge on Sinner and Saint, who cost him his belt.

Since then, Randy has accepted and lost a Loser Leaves 3 on 1 gauntlet due to a ref, by all accounts, PREMATURELY calling the match due to a chokehold by surprise competitor Christopher Daniels. Randy never tapped and wasn't fading. He closed his eyes BRIEFLY and the ref called it. It was complete bullshit and everyone knows it.

HOWEVER... Something has now been set into motion. Fittingly, after Randy promised to see Sinner And Saint "in their nightmares", a spicy spectre from CD's past showed up at a show titled "Your Nightmare," to taunt him after his match, striking a VERY familiar pose in the middle of the ring before exiting.

(He also participated in a battle royale for the Unsanctioned Pacific Northwest Championship at DEFY: Heathens as Curry Man. Didn't win, though.)

The Weirdo Hero WILL return.

join me in being Mentally Unwell about Randy Myers.