Logbook of the Frontier Nobles' Falconry & Lava Bathing Club

Vintage tumblrina from central Europe // Not a GOAT fanblog

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Man, the ingenuity and exactness that Panasonic uses to make sure their in-ears always break 1-4 months after the warranty expires... imagine if they used that for making their in-ears better instead.

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Well, my latest ones broke 2 months too early. Bad design. What if I demand a replacement now.

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[Strophe 1] Hast du etwas getan, was sonst keiner tut? Hast du hohe Schuhe oder gar einen Hut? Oder hast du etwa ein zu kurzes Kleid getragen Ohne vorher deine Nachbarn um Erlaubnis zu fragen?

Jetzt wirst du natürlich mit Verachtung gestraft Bist eine Schande für die ganze Nachbarschaft Du weißt noch nicht einmal genau, wie sie heißen Während sie sich über dich schon ihre Mäuler zerreißen

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und hör ihnen nicht zu Die meisten Leute haben ja nichts Besseres zu tun Lass die Leute reden, bei Tag und auch bei Nacht Lass die Leute reden, das hab'n die immer schon gemacht

[Strophe 2] Du hast doch sicherlich 'ne Bank überfall'n Wie könntest du sonst deine Miete bezahl'n? Und du darfst nie mehr in die Vereinigten Staaten Denn du bist die Geliebte von Osama bin Laden Rasierst du täglich deinen Damenbart oder Hast du im Garten ein paar Leichen verscharrt? Die Nachbarn hab'n da so was angedeutet Also wunder dich nicht, wenn bald die Kripo bei dir läutet

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und hör einfach nicht hin Die meisten Leute hab'n ja gar nichts Böses im Sinn Es ist ihr eintöniges Leben, was sie quält Und der Tag wird interessanter, wenn man Märchen erzählt

[Bridge] Und wahrscheinlich ist ihnen das nicht mal peinlich Es fehlt ihnen jede Einsicht Und wieder mal zeigt sich: Sie sind kleinlich, unvermeidlich fremdenfeindlich

[Strophe 3] Hast du gehört und sag mal, wusstest du schon? Nämlich: Du verdienst dein Geld mit Prostitution Du sollst ja meistens vor dem Busbahnhof steh'n Der Kollege eines Schwagers hat dich neulich geseh'n

[Refrain] Lass die Leute reden und lächle einfach mild Die meisten Leute haben ihre Bildung aus der BILD Und die besteht nun mal, wer wüsste das nicht Aus Angst, Hass, Titten und dem Wetterbericht

Lass die Leute reden, denn wie das immer ist Solang die Leute reden, machen sie nichts Schlimmeres Und ein wenig Heuchelei kannst du dir durchaus leisten Bleib höflich und sag nichts: Das ärgert sie am meisten

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That Sune boy sure is a playa. When you finally get a date with a girl right enough that she kisses you, she disappears from the game afterwards and you never speak to her again. Then you start annoying everyone about the next girl you want to kiss. Three guesses what Sune will be like in 6 years when he wants to get laid...

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Three things:

I am glad that in 2026 I find out about twitter from tumblr.

I did not "dance around" the manic pixie dream girl. I sought to write books exposing the dangerous lie that a person is more than a person. The romanticization (mostly by boys) of the Romantic Other is extremely dangerous, and that was a central theme of my first two books. If people read them as MPDG books, then I failed at my first and most fundamental task and I'm sorry.

I did not build the hospital. Nerdfighteria paid for a hospital that Sierra Leoneans built. We paid for the hospital partly through Hank and I donating money, but mostly thanks to the thousands of people who pay for the hospital every month and my brother's stupid but brilliant idea to create Netflix For Socks.

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I've had fairly severe back pain for the last few days. My back hurts most of the time, but lately it really hurts, and it is literally maddening.

Like, I realize that there's nothing I can say that will help you bridge the empathy divide between us. I realize that, as Elaine Scarry wrote, "To have great pain is to have certainty. To hear that another person has pain is to have doubt."

But holy shit when you are really hurting, it is hard to really be anything else. The pain consumes both body and self. The answer to how are you is in pain, and the answer to what do you want to do today is have less pain, and the answer to what are your plans for the weekend is to lie supine in a vain attempt to relieve the pain.

Relief, which is a lovely word, becomes more and more the only thing I want. I don't want to be successful or win the lottery or have a million people read my new book; I only want relief. I want to be returned to the state that the rest of the world appears to be in, a world where you can care about this and about that instead of being forced only to care about the pain.

This is the part of the post where I say, "But at least I am learning lots of important lessons from the pain" or whatever, but no. I am learning nothing from it. It is so boring and monotonous and loud and all-encompassing. I give back pain one star.

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Give me less "being kind requires zero effort" and more "being kind is worth the effort it takes."

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Der tugendhafte Hund

Ein Pudel, der mit gutem Fug Den schönen Namen Brutus trug, War vielberühmt im ganzen Land Ob seiner Tugend und seinem Verstand. Er war ein Muster der Sittlichkeit, Der Langmut und Bescheidenheit. Man hörte ihn loben, man hörte ihn preisen Als einen vierfüßigen Nathan den Weisen. Er war ein wahres Hundejuwel! So ehrlich und treu! eine schöne Seel! Auch schenkte sein Herr in allen Stücken Ihm volles Vertrauen, er konnte ihn schicken Sogar zum Fleischer. Der edle Hund Trug dann einen Hängekorb im Mund, Worin der Metzger das schöngehackte Rindfleisch, Schaffleisch, auch Schweinefleisch packte. - Wie lieblich und lockend das Fett gerochen, Der Brutus berührte keinen Knochen, Und ruhig und sicher, mit stoischer Würde, Trug er nach Hause die kostbare Bürde.

Doch unter den Hunden wird gefunden Auch eine Menge von Lumpenhunden - Wie unter uns -, gemeine Köter, Tagdiebe, Neidharde, Schwerenöter, Die ohne Sinn für sittliche Freuden Im Sinnenrausch ihr Leben vergeuden! Verschworen hatten sich solche Racker Gegen den Brutus, der treu und wacker, Mit seinem Korb im Maule, nicht Gewichen von dem Pfad der Pflicht. -

Und eines Tages, als er kam Vom Fleischer und seinen Rückweg nahm Nach Hause, da ward er plötzlich von allen Verschwornen Bestien überfallen; Da ward ihm der Korb mit dem Fleisch entrissen Da fielen zu Boden die leckersten Bissen, Und fraßbegierig über die Beute Warf sich die ganze hungrige Meute - Brutus sah anfangs dem Schauspiel zu, Mit philosophischer Seelenruh; Doch als er sah, daß solchermaßen Sämtliche Hunde schmausten und fraßen, Da nahm auch er an der Mahlzeit teil Und speiste selbst eine Schöpsenkeul.

Moral

Auch du, mein Brutus, auch du, du frißt? So ruft wehmütig der Moralist. Ja, böses Beispiel kann verführen; Und, ach! gleich allen Säugetieren, Nicht ganz und gar vollkommen ist Der tugendhafte Hund - er frißt!

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-- Heinrich Heine

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SD-humlan fick en glow-up [x]

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"Withering Dusk of the Black Sun" gouache and watercolor on arches paper prints available (currently at 15% off) on my INPRNT store

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Mh. This "vegan pizza margherita" is very intricate and creative. They made a regular margherita and left out the cheese. Brilliant minds in action.

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Douglas just gave me FOUR perfume samples with an 11€ order, today is a good day. Except for the fact that I destroyed my earphones. But I have 2 other pairs, so it's not that bad.

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Okay after posting those three drafts in a row my blog is officially a Sweden fanblog I suppose...

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I had planned to read a flanörroman this summer and am finally getting around to it this past week! Förvillelser by Hjalmar Söderberg (can't quit you baby). It is so awesome. I'm nearly a quarter of the way through and absolutely nothing has happened. It's just about this uni student Tomas Weber and the people he knows. First he's in a café with his bro and they're talking about chicks. Then he's at home with his family and his mom tells him not to stay out too late while his sister wants him to write a report for her coz she doesn't feel like it and bro you're sooo much smarter than me im justz a girl fr....

Then he goes to the opera but he doesn't really care, he's just there for his social connections and then he parties with his bourgeois buddies in a reputable place because they're all frat boys with one eye fixed on their career and the other on hot chicks. Then he goes on a walk with this other girl even though he has a semi-gf and there's this seeeriously hot scene where she takes off her gloves and shows him her arms and he totally loses it... Sweden in the year 1900, folks!

I read a summary before I started reading the book because I figured this isn't really the kind of book that depends on narrative tension, and I know it gets darker later, it's a book about growing up, about fucking around aimlessly and then realizing you can't do that forever. For example if you have debts and your gf has already had to go to Norway because you impregnated her out of wedlock while also looking at the bare arms of other women. The fact that nothing happens is the point. Tomas is going around in circles, he has no goals. The attitude of the main character reminds me a lot of the protagonist of the last Söderberg book I read. By now I just wonder if this is what Söderberg was like himself. Kind of passive and self-interested, dishonest, only willing to act under great pressure, making women who are too good for him miserable.

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A piece of history, or so I claim. I have thusly declared this single CD the beginning of the symphonic metal genre. So say I, alas.

It's of course hard to pinpoint the exact beginning of any genre since everything is based on something older and I'm pretty sure no one ever comes up with something entirely new entirely out of nowhere (even if popular narratives like to claim otherwise because it's more entertaining that way).

Okay. But. Therion's Theli (1996) album is the album that is most frequently cited as the first "real" symphonic metal album. However. There are at least 2 albums that came out the same year, a few months earlier, that might also qualify for that position - Waltari's Yeah! Yeah! Die! Die! and Rage's Lingua Mortis. But I find those albums unsatisfying for the position. Waltari are generally a crossover act that does a little bit of everything and didn't really commit to the symphonic concept - even some of the tracks on the album aren't very symphonic at all. And Rage are also more incidentally symphonic (though they kept returning to it, like at this Wacken concert with orchestra), also the Lingua Mortis album isn't very... metal. It's more a metal band doing a neo-classical album. Whereas Therion a) balanced symphonic and metal and b) really committed to the concept and stayed with it.

So okay, let's say for the sake of convenience that Therion's previous album Lepaca Kliffoth (1995) was the first symphonic metal album then. That one came out before all that Rage and Waltari stuff, and it already has symphonic aspects on some tracks, most notably both a male and a female opera singer. But really that's only on three tracks, and the bass-baritone is even only on two tracks, and most of the rest is either "a little" symphonic or "not really at all".

So what's the perfect compromise? I will unilaterally crown the Beauty in Black single the birth hour of symphonic metal. It includes both the tracks with the soprano and the bass-baritone - the title track and the awesome Evocation of Vovin with its high-speed synth-string beginning. And it came out in August 1995. Assembling all the most symphonic tracks on a CD shows much more of a symphonic concept than having them on an album with some less symphonic ones.

And I just like the thought that the genre of symphonic metal, the one with the operatic singing and the large orchestras, was announced by a track called "The beauty in black", and even before that, the intro "Arrival of the darkest queen". It's just so epic! It's a little arbitrary, but it feels really satisfying.

And now I own the CD, hell yeah!

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Also, fun fact that I only just learned: The soprano, Claudia-Maria Mokri, also sings on Celtic Frost's "To Mega Therion" album, which the band Therion was named after!