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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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listening to Carl Orff on my *good* headphones
Happy Pride Month, fellow Pride Knights! I love you. Stay proud!
There is rainbow now!!!!! It’s a sign. This Pride is going to be amazing!
on tangerines and tenderness 🍊
@rosewater1997 / @ljza / ‘tintin in tibet’ by mount eerie / youqing wang / ‘we are okay’ by nina lacour / @sunsbleeding
After bingeing the stage recording and watching the movie again to jog my memory, I’m 100% more understanding of why my six-year-old self was traumatized by the Disney Hunchback of Notre Dame and now I’m lowkey obsessed with this ridiculousness.
Just in the introduction alone you get:
Ominous Latin chanting
Church corruption
Racism
Police profiling/violence
A woman cracking her skull open and dying (while a choir sings the Dies Irae in the background)
Ableism
Attempted infanticide
The eyes of the literal Virgin Mary turning to glare down at the villain as he defiles her church through aforesaid manslaughter/attempted murder
A soprano who probably did not get paid enough for this holding a high D for what feels like five minutes, along with the narrator
All of this is being relayed, in universe, to a group of small children by the narrator, who (if we’re assuming this takes place after the events of the movie) is also about to have to explain to these tiny children that he too once attempted to murder the protagonist
WHO GREENLIT THIS MOVIE FOR CHILDREN
Because I still won’t shut up about this, my favorite thing that I’ve learned in rediscovering this soundtrack is that this song was originally just boring spoken exposition. They didn’t put it to music until halfway through production. So none of those poor singers signed on for it originally. They’d already been working for a year when Alan Menken comes swooping in like the Phantom yelling “I HAVE WRITTEN YOU AN OPERA….NOW PLEASE BLOW OUT YOUR VOCAL CHORDS FOR THE MOUSE” and they just had to DO it.
I’m sure this happens not infrequently in these types of movies but I can’t think of another example that vocally challenging.
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Hate it when you're wearing "military-esque" clothing like camo pants or combat boots and some old vet asks you if you're from a military family like fuck off papa war crimes I'm appropriating your culture here.
How are you appropriating a vet’s culture??? Aren’t they just like, animal doctors? What do vets have to do with the army?????
I love you
Left eye. Right eye. Personal Message Michael Dumontier and Neil Farber (new IG)
All I’m seeing is a well paying job with good customers
the internet is an inherently haunted place if you think about it like. it's so weird to see long abandoned discussion boards stuck in a snapshot of the past, old conversations between kids from over a decade ago who have now grown into their own lives, obituaries taking the form of half finished profiles. and the silence that fills the gaps between. there's a constant ghostly record of each generation's thoughts, fads, their sense of humour. back when the future was at their fingertips. even stranger, people you used to know exist openly in that space, and they watch you watching them. if you want, deceased musicians can play through your headphones. there's always an underlying sense of reminiscing and time escaping our ever shortening attention spans. what a fuckin graveyard
i hate when people ask me what sign i am like bitch i’m a sign from god. start running.
soon may the wellerman come, your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb
Ancient Roman memento mori wheel of fortune mosaic, c. 1st century BCE.
I’m going to write a children’s book for adults about the horrors of retail and shitty managers. I have tons of stories and have made millions of observations.
Or a manual to teach us how to be less shitty / more thoughtful to retail workers but with vintage illustrations.
Me: I think about this song too much
Also me: Ah, but did you go to the trouble of translating and then recording it in Ecclesiastical Latin for the Extra-ness of it all
Me: Ok I feel better about myself now
I think about this song a lot and also recite Quasimodo's ABCs with my best friend who has the same name as me and we never feel weird about it.
yes… YES
fucking incredible
GUYS LOOK WHAT’S RIGHT BELOW IT
GUYS
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