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leaving kudos on ao3 isn’t enough I need to be able to eat the fic
every person can feel freddie’s presence in their souls when they sing MAMAAAAAA UUHHHH, I DONT WANNA DIE, I SOMETIMES I WISH I’VE NEVER BEEN BORN AT ALL with all the air in their lungs i’m not joking
it’s fucking crazy to think about the amount of people who have sung bohemian rhapsody? like it’s such a unifying song, by nature of the fact that so many people know it. it holds so many good memories for me and other people. it’s a song you scream in the car with your friends while you drive around your boring hometown, it’s a song you drunkenly sing with your arm around your best friend, or a song you sing along to with strangers when it’s on in public. it’s bittersweet to think about freddie’s legacy carrying on like that through his masterpiece. freddie carries on because he’s a part of so many people’s good memories and bohemian rhapsody is a huge part of that.
Reblog if you have sung bohemian rhapsody with your friends
every time i see this post i’m reminded of the video of 65,000 people singing bohemian rhapsody in near-perfect harmony
like, what other song can make that claim?
Some of the highlights of that video include:
The crowd cheering after the first stanza when they realize what they’re all doing
So many people audibly ‘doing the guitar parts’… like ya do
The sheer number of voices joining the rediculous falsetto (thanks, Roger)
How they all start jumping at the ramp-up “so you think you can stomp me”
Hands up, hundreds, thousands deep for the final “ooooo”s and the last line to close the song
Only days before my state went into lockdown, “Bohemian Rhapsody” came on in the restaurant kitchen I’d just been hired at and, no shit, every single worker in that little diner started singing along. Me (the only queer afaik), the manager, all the other kitchen workers, the dishwasher up front, the two people on the counter, all but two of the men over 30. Just belting out Freddie Mercury at the top of their lungs. And you can bet when “sometimes I wish I’d never been born at all” came around, we every single one of us ramped up the intensity and basically made sure Freddie could hear us in the afterlife.
One of the things that struck me, listening to the video, is that you cannot distinguish the original vocals from the crowd, and sometimes you can barely hear the music. And the POV is on the stage the speakers are playing the song from!
There’s good reason why, nearly fifty years after the height of their career, Queen is still considered one of the best bands of all time ever.
(And how albums left lying about in cars will eventually metamorphose into Best of Queen albums.)
Something else that’s rather incredible about this is, Bohemian Rhapsody is a very difficult song from a technical standpoint. Like–humor me, okay, go flip it on and try to sing the whole thing at the top of your voice without falling off-key, out of breath, or cracking at least once. Then come back.
Okay. You’re back? Welcome back. Unless you’re a trained singer, you probably can’t do it. There are too many long notes, too many key changes, and too many places where–if you’re singing all the parts–you’re just up and down the scale too damned fast. I’m saying this as a trained singer and I can’t do it. I always crack on “magnifico” and “leave me to die,” and I have a pretty decent range, but I know I sound ugly as hell on that final coda.
Okay. Now that we’ve established that, I want to talk a little about singing as a chorus. One of the things a lot of people learned during the pandemic is how hard it is to take twenty people, all in different places, and stitch them together to make a single coherent song with perfect pitch and timing. You’re all practicing on slightly your own tempo, slightly your own key, even if you’re all working from the same base track. (You can see this in a lot of the Wellerman compilations from Tiktok, where someone always says “Soon” a moment before everyone else on “soon may the Wellerman come.”) When you have a chorus comprised of many smaller choruses that are all traveling to be together, this is what dress rehearsal is for–to get all of you onto the same tempo so you’re starting and finishing at exactly the same time. This is a thing that normally only happens after at least several days of practice, and it is an important skill that must be taught. You’re not just born knowing how to do this.
I do not know how many people at that Green Day concert were trained singers. But I do know there is no way in hell all few thousand of them were a single group–they showed up a few at a time, maybe even flying solo for the night. Now go and listen to the video again. Listen to the ends of verses and the pickups. They’re fucking crisp as hell. Everyone is starting and ending at the same place. Not even a single note off. (And yes, you can hear when it’s a single note off, even in a crowd that big. A handful of people would be enough to throw it off.) And while a few in the crowd may be off-key, so many more are on-key that the cumulative effect is of the song being on-key. This isn’t even the band they’re there to see.
They don’t just know this song, this technically-difficult song, this long and complex song by a completely different band. They know it perfectly. They know it down to the fucking note. They know it so well that they did it in perfect synchrony, without a single chance to practice.
Do you know how insane that is?
May the Sirens sing his soul to steady serenity
MAMAAAAAAAAAA…..!
EVERYONE IS TALKING ABOUT THE EARLY PARTS
WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT THE FUCKING HIGH SOPRANO NOTE NEAR THE END
BITCHES, I’M A HIGH SOPRANO AND SOMETIMES I CAN’T DO IT
ME, A SINGER WHO CAN HIT TRIPLE HI A AND TRIPLE HI B, CAN SOMETIMES NOT HIT THAT NOTE.
If magic isn’t involved, I will rise from my grave to haunt humanity.
i don’t want a job i want to read good books and drink good coffee and get kissed on the neck
if I don't sit in my room alone for at least 4 hours a day, I will go crazy
honestly i’ve stopped caring if media is good. all that matters is that Me, The Most Important Person, is having a good time.
happy trans day of visibility i love all of you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is your daily reminder to not be ashamed of making your life easy for yourself.
Cut your food into small pieces, make the font size 30 on your e book, use straws to drink, get a pen that’s comfortable to hold, take more naps, walk slowly, eat another cookie, buy velcro shoes, re-watch the part you couldn’t understand the first time, write things on your hands so you don’t forget it… whatever you want and/or need
Don’t let anyone tell you how you should be doing things. We don’t need to prove each other anything
High schoolers: ugh that person is weird because they have some minor superficial differences from the rest of us what a freak
College students: I saw a dude with green hair riding a unicycle around campus I would literally kill to be that cool
i love when the gender options are "male" "female" and "prefer not to answer"
like it just reads as "boy" "girl" and "what are you, a cop? i don't owe you anything"
Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.
there should be more rb’s
Prepping for road trips
The snippets of teen Luther we get make me so emotional. Dude was such dumb teen boy. Like jumping over your father who is telling you to hurry yelling “Right behind you!!” just to then get upstairs to do more push-ups and give your Mom a big dorky thumbs-up? Taking an axe and rope “just in case” in your little backpack when sneaking around with Allison? Being so excited about Allison getting soft drinks because “Woah! Where did you get those?”? Running to hide behind a bed when you’ve been very clearly spotted? That’s so preciously stupid, so wholesome. You just wanna call him buddy and ruffle his hair and tell him shit’s gonna turn out okay but you can’t because it won’t. He’s such a little dork.
saying some stuff louder for the people in the back
aromanticsm 👏 and 👏 asexuality 👏 are 👏 not 👏 the 👏 same 👏 thing 👏
you don't have to be aromantic to be asexual. you don't have to be asexual to be aromantic. they're different. it's perfectly okay and normal to be one but not the other. likewise, it's also perfectly normal to be both. you're allowed to mix and match your labels as you please. they're yours, not anyone elses.
drew some planets
Self care is curling up in a blanket in a darkened room and watching biopics about musicians all day while not interacting with a single soul