#statik

[kordeliiius]

A Cut From Every Cloth

Series of vintage photo mockups to commemorate Tarsier Studios turning 20 this year, featuring the main members of their pantheon in cultural clothing

Outfit descriptions and references below

Little Nightmares

Six - Japanese hakama, haori, and hair ornaments Mono - Swedish Dalarna suit Runaway - Embroidered Baju Melayu with headwrap

LittleBigPlanet Vita and Tearaway Unfolded

Sunshine - 19th-century Yorkshire dress with bonnet and lace shawl Atoi - Scottish tartan kilt and flat cap Sean - Regency-era suit with cybernetic motifs Flounder - Ringmaster uniform with Russian punk rock motifs Marianne - French folk dress with gothic accessories Otis - Appalachian denim overalls with decorative trim

The Stretchers, Statik, and Fists of Plastic

Red medic - Mexican serape wrap and sombrero Blue medic - Zoot suit with fedora and metallic accessories Dr. Ingen - Victorian pinstripe suit Hero - Hainanese bamboo dance costume

The City of Metronome

Ten - Irish-inspired coordination with walking hat and Galway boots New - Bai and Hmong Hoa-inspired outfit with traditional headdress and Hong Kong embroidery

[ruinedholograms]

Statik (2024)

Дарен Дж. Каннінгем (2024)

[the4powerrunesofficial]

Statik. What's your favorite food?

[mymelodic-chapel]

The Chameleons- Script of the Bridge (Post-Punk) Released: August 8, 1983 [Statik Records] Producer(s): The Chameleons, Colin Richardson

[statik-o-melon]

Juste created an Instagram for the first time of my life. And I have no idea HOW DOES IT WORK AAAAAAAAAH ! You can have a look, but I choose to make it in my mother tongue. So if some of you want to have fun reading in french, here you go ! https://www.instagram.com/boudierhelene/

[dustedmagazine]

Actress — Statik (Smalltown Supersound)

Photo by Ola Rindal

Darren Cunningham AKA Actress begins his latest album in “Hell.” Silence, then scraping granular beats, a grey-scale palette, tapping into The Wicker Man vibe of Boards of Canada at their darkest. Yet in the background, faintly celestial tones sound, as if the trajectory is upwards via the grinding of dungeon tools and babble of dementing voices. As the rhythms mutate, the balance shifts more urgently between dread and hope. Resolution withheld for now, Cunningham spends the remainder of Statik in ascent, reassembling elements of club music into ambient soundscapes that flow over a glitchy crunch of percussive effects.

Gradually adding light and warmth Cunningham plays with dichotomies of movement and stasis, light and dark, insularity and co-existence. He treats his tracks like a scientist, studying the behavior of his musical molecules as they orbit and collide. As he introduces new elements there are moments of readjustment, of acceptance and reaction. Gamelans, RnB vocal samples, warm synth pads, thudding kick drums, sometimes upfront and smooth then pushed beneath vinyl crackle, reverbed, distorted, or atomized and reconstituted. For all this Cunningham seems more interested in a search for calm amidst the bustle. On “Six” his bass tones are like a thick carpet beneath the clicking beat. The static feels like the gentle lapping of wavelets against a dinghy. If there’s a portent of storm, it’s not coming this way. By “Cafe De Mars,” the music begins to swell and twinkle, the abrasive edges eroded to a background swish as Cunningham expands the track in concentric rings. There’s a couple of odd detours that somehow add to the mystery of Statik. The parping synth line in “Dolphin Spray” brings Falco to mind whilst the whipcracks and drones of “System Verse” sound like a malfunctioning submersible sinking to the seabed.

This is head music, discursive in a suggestive rather than rambling manner. As Cunningham pans across the channels, his sound design strikes the ears and creates synaptic leaps that draw pull the listener’s focus. Many of constituents will be familiar to fans of Boards of Canada, Two Lone Swordsmen and Aphex Twin and if the early tracks of Statik sound more challenging in their discordances, you will feel borne along by the idiosyncratic juxtapositions Cunningham creates.

Andrew Forell

[hardcoregamer]

The 10 Best Puzzle Games of the Past Decade

So let us pay tribute to the best brain-teasers of this particular past decade, those that set new highs for the genre, be it through casual games on your phone or more complex games with elaborate narratives. It's a genre that will always make for some truly great games.

Check them out!

[iamlisteningto]

Actress’s Statik

[michaeldemanega]

Cisleithanien und Transleithanien: Anfang vom Ende Habsburgs

Der Begriff „Cisleithanien“ bezeichnet die österreichische Reichshälfte der Doppelmonarchie Österreich-Ungarn, also die Länder „diesseits der Leitha“. Diese Reichshälfte entsprach im Wesentlichen dem deutschen Teil. Cisleithanien bezeichnete den österreichischen Teil der Doppelmonarchie Österreich-Ungarn, die 1867 im Ausgleich mit Ungarn gegründet wurde. Der Begriff leitet sich von der Leitha…

[rsstoai]

Statik berechnende Frau

schöne Frau, die Statik rechnet

#Statik #berechnende #Frau

[gutachter]

Wer unkooperativ ist, verliert seinen Vergütungsanspruch!

OLG Naumburg, Urteil vom 17.01.2024 – 5 U 86/23 1. Ein Treppengerüst, das mangels Vorliegens einer Baugenehmigung im Zeitpunkt der Abnahme nicht als zweiter Rettungswegs nutzbar ist, ist mangelhaft. 2. Der Auftragnehmer ist für einen (Genehmigungs-)Mangel nicht einstandspflichtig, wenn der Auftraggeber das Genehmigungsrisiko trägt (hier bejaht). 3. Der Auftragnehmer kann grundsätzlich davon…

[kordeliiius]

"Restored" versions of my vintage photo mockup series

[project-blueflame]

Interlude: Coda

HOT damn! The madman actually did it! Not only did he actually have a meaningful conversation with Wick, he got his number, AND A DATE!! Somebody call Satan and tell him there’s a snow storm, cause hell just froze over. The rest of the day was soooo boring. I couldn’t wait to get the hell out of there. As I walked out to the courtyard, I saw good old water-wings taking off right into the sky. I swear he’s gonna get himself killed with how fast he goes. I let out a sigh filled with content. Not all of us can fly after all. So I began walking ‘home’. It was a pleasant day outside. The sidewalk and street downtown were bustling with people. My kinda people. I sat down on one of the benches and took out my guitar.

And then, there was music as I strummed. And that music was coming from me. Both figuratively and literally. See the lifeguard’s got water, obviously. And the wax-stick is a candle. Again, obviously. See, everyone here’s got something about them. Could be that you got water or fire or ice powers, that makes you an elemental. Or your DNA merged with either technology or objects and animals in nature. Then you’d be an animate or a fauna That’s what makes this world… this world. And me? I got one of the more… unique ones. I can absorb and redistribute sounds. That makes me a living amp I suppose. Doesn’t help I also got the amplified hearing as well.

But anyways, enough exposition. I was sitting there just strumming away. I could feel every vibration of the strings against the wood. It was beautiful. And then I hear the metallic footsteps of Statik around the corner. Great. Maybe… just maybe. She’d leave me alone. But of course, fate despised me having nice things as always. I took a deep breath as she stepped towards me, waiting for her to say something that she thinks is smart. But… she didn’t. She just.. listened. And so… I continued. Without a word between us. And then finally, I stopped. And when I looked up at her, she was smiling.

”You know, you’re not bad with that thing, Baspher.” She said, her tone almost sounded… happy. As if she was actually enjoying the music I was playing.

”Careful Statik, that almost sounded like a compliment.” I shot back. I saw her sink into her skin.

”It was one.” She said in a surprisingly timid voice. I felt my heart sink into my gut.

”Oh… didn’t know you liked rock.” I said as I offered her a spot next to me. And she did. I continued playing and she leaned in closer, probably to get a better listen. And then… something interesting happened: her head landed on my shoulder. I… didn’t know what to do so I just kept playing until I finished my song. Then… It was quiet. Too quiet. So I just… put my arm around her. It felt… nice. I looked down at her and she was smiling.

“You know you got a pretty comfy shoulder.” She said as she wrapped her arms around me. “And you play a mean guitar.” Her voice was… softer. I smirked as I began playing again. The world began to… feel nice. What was happening to me? Me and this girl had been at each other’s throats for years, since we were kids practically. And now we’re sharing what felt like a romantic moment. But it wasn’t that. Right? It couldn’t be.

Suddenly, in the midst of my internal questioning, I hear Statik perk up again. “You got anyone to go to homecoming with?” She asked, as if it was just a casual thing. I shook my head ‘no’. She then shot up with a bright cocky smile. “Perfect. You and I are going together now.” She said before walking off

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…WHAT!?!

[sammeldeineknochen]

Doch man kann sich nie ändern, weil es immer jemanden gibt, der sich unbedingt an das alte Ich erinnern will.

Jarrett Kobek: "Unsere wunderbar kurze Zukunft", S.264

[yaoimothman]

followers and other please tell me your killjoy name I must know

[todayinhiphophistory]

Today in Hip Hop History:

Statik Selektah was born January 23, 1982