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A thief's calling card or a valentine?
Not to start Dead Poets Society posting but a Hellton boy ( Todd Anderson himself to be frank) invited me to dance on stage for the rock&roll bal yesterday and I can’t stop thinking about it
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Various Beatrix Potter’s drawings of rabbits.
Sensitive 70s Folk Singer Drops Album
A few weeks ago I proposed a number of alternative visions for S6. One of them, inspired by the photo below, dared to envision Morse as a sensitive 70s folk singer...
@astridcontramundum then contributed some amazing tags...
I have now manifested his first album:
Banbury Station, 3 a.m.
Track Listing...
I Don’t Know Why I’m Here (Any More Than You Do)
The Boxer, or He Was a Fist with a Warrant Card
It’s All Rugby Songs and Bare Backsides (Down at the Section House)
Maybe I’m Not Me (A Song for Miss Thursday)
In the Unlikely Event of Tea With a Friend
Nice Language Emily Dickinson
He Thought It Was an Albatross (Ballad of the Pelican Man)
You’ve Got to Let It Go! (I Can’t) feat. Fred Thursday
Are You on the Right Side of That Line, Guv?
Those Jelly Room Blues
Caught in Bed with Miss Susanne
These are perfect! We have all the soul-searching: “Maybe I’m Not Me” and “I Don’t Know Why I’m Here,” and then there’s “Those Jelly Room Blues!!!” Love it!
i'm not sure if anyone is interested but i'm wiping my computer clean which sadly means i must part with all the things i have torrented over time </3 so i thought it wouldn't hurt to upload my small collection of RSL movies here in case someone else also hates waiting for seeders
it's not his full filmography (i only rlly downloaded the ones i couldn't find on streaming sites or the ones i liked and wanted to keep) but this little compilation includes:
my best friend is a vampire (1987)
dead poets society (1989)
mr and mrs bridge (1990)
married to it (1991)
much ado about nothing (1993)
swing kids (1993)
in the gloaming (1997)
tape (2001)
these are all in the highest quality i could find and most of them include english subtitles :-)
DOWNLOAD HERE‼️
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Queer history fact: While touring, known bisexual, Josephine Baker would write information she had gathered on her music sheets in invisible ink and smuggle it across borders in her underwear, counting on her fame to save her from being strip-searched. She had a close relationship with her spy handler, and the two began an open relationship where they returned to each other as close confidants. When her health troubles began during the war, she would use her bedridden position to set up a secure place for her and her handler to run their covert operations, as no one could be suspected of nefarious activities just because they visited the famous Josephine Baker in the hospital.
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Hey you know how I said I was going to make a workbook on the kind of bullshit you need to do when someone you love dies? I actually did that.
HERE IS THE VERSION WITH LOTS OF SWEARING AT THE USELESS, SHITTY SITUATION YOU’RE IN.
HERE IS THE VERSION WITH A FAIR AMOUNT OF BLACK HUMOR BUT NO CURSEWORDS.
Featuring Helpful Sections such as:
Death Certificates – What you need, why you need them, and how to get them
Prepare to spend a long and miserable time on the phone
What the Everloving Fuck is Probate
Some Simple Dos and Don’ts
Shitty Mad Libs – Templates for writing Obituaries and Memorials
How to plan a non-religious death party
So you suddenly have to become some sort of hacker or some shit
This is an eighteen page book that you can print out, download, share, and give away; it is meant to be used to collect information about funeral planning and account management after a death OR you can use it BEFORE you die and give people information so they’re not stuck playing Nancy Fucking Drew while trying to keep seventeen cousins who crawled out of the woodwork from gutting each other in front of the fucking casket as they argue about who’s inheriting grandma’s favorite dentures.
It’s not exactly cheerful and it’s full of things that are probably going to feel really fucking raw if you’re processing a fresh death.
I’m sorry! I love you! Death is shitty! I’m trying to laugh about it a little and I hope you can laugh a little too because otherwise we’re all just going to cry together.
Good luck!
(in memory of my weirdo mother and her weirdo siblings who all died too fucking young and left me holding this flaming bag of dogshit)
Wich are your favorite fairy tale couples/romances and why?
*cracks knuckles* I'm excited for this one!
It's important to note that not all of these are necessarily "canon" to the story, whatever that nebulous word means in the context of oral traditions. Still, the fun of fairy tales as a genre is the audience participation aspect, allowing you to fill in our own imaginative gaps.
Gold-Tree, her husband, and her wife from "Gold-Tree and Silver-Tree": in this Celtic variant of "Snow White", the handsome prince fills the role that the dwarfs occupy in Grimm. She marries him and temporarily escapes her mother, but the wicked Silver-Tree finds Gold-Tree and poisons her. Thinking her dead, the prince takes another wife, and in a total reversal of "Bluebeard", the second princess walks into the forbidden room where Gold-tree slumbers, finds the thorn, and breaks the spell. The second princess then kills Silver-Tree when she makes her third attempt on Gold-Tree's life, and " prince and his two wives were long alive after this, pleased and peaceful."
The Peasant and the Soldier from "The Grave Mound": A comical story about two poor men who win their fortune through conning the Devil, which ends with them co-habitating and "living in rest and peace...as long as God is pleased to permit". I fell in love with this story after reading the dedicated chapter for it in the terrific academic anthology "Transgressive Tales: Queering the Grimms".
Betushka and the Wood Maiden: Every day at noon, a mysterious and beautiful maiden appears to the farm girl Betushka. They dance together until the sun goes down, and I'm just so moved by how it's described: "Betushka's cheeks burned, her eyes shone. She forgot her spinning, she forgot her goats. All she could do was gaze at her partner who was moving with such grace and lightness that the grass didn't seem to bend under her slender feet." Ultimately, Betushka succumbs to an Orpheus-style moment of weakness that separates them forever. Tragic, but undeniably beautiful.
The Clever Farmgirl and the King: I love a battle of wits where the two parties challenge each other but clearly respect and love one another. You listed this as one of your favorite tale types, and in hindsight, I'm inclined to agree.
Tam Lin and Janet: these two need no introduction. A haunting ballad of love and the transformations that it always entails. (Just please, never the non-consensual variants.) I have to shout out Overly Sarcastic Productions on YouTube for introducing me to this story, and the "Which Fairytale Lady Are You?" quiz, which assigned me Janet. I hope to be as bold and confident as this heroine, in love and in life.
Prince Yousif and Louliyya, Daughter of Morgan: An Egyptian relative of Rapunzel, I love their fierce and undying commitment to each other, and their resilience in the face of the many challenges between them and their happy ending.
The Lady and the Lion from "The Singing, Springing Lark": A "Beauty and the Beast" variant where the heroine knows about the curse from the word go, and they actually live happily in spite of his back-and-forth between his human and lion forms for a while, even having a child together. Of course, circumstances force them apart, and she travels to the Sun, the Moon, the Four Winds, and the Red Sea to get him back. It's a relationship built on honesty, communication, and willingness to sacrifice for one another. When people talk about wanting a fairy tale Prince Charming, this is the guy I picture.
The One-Handed Girl and her Prince: A lovely (if at times gruesome) Swahili story of a woman deprived of everything by her wicked brother, she finds love in a charming prince and they start a family together. When her love is out warring, her wicked brother rears his head and persuades her in-laws to banish her to the wilderness, and tell the prince that she and her baby died. I'm always moved by the makeshift funeral her husband arranges when he hears the wicked brother-turned-royal-advisor's lie, and their reunion at the end.
The couple from "The Nixie of the Pond": When her husband succumbs to a mysterious nixie, the heroine conducts a series of moonlight rituals, offering a comb, a flute, and a spinning wheel to the water spirit in exchange for his safe return. Of course, the nixie doesn't play fair, but they eventually get their hard-earned happy ending, finding each other under the moonlight listening to the same song she used to bargain for his rescue.
Broadening the definition of "fairy tales", I have to include Dorothy and Ozma, Clara / Marie and her Nutcracker, and Ahmed and Pari Banu. There are also stories with pairings that, while I can't honestly say I support, I still find compelling: Shahrazad leading Shahryar through the most intense talk therapy session in world literature, whatever the heck is going on with Velina and Tayzanne, the quasi-erotic dynamic of this proto-Little Red Riding Hood. Plus there's some terrific villain couples I love to hate, like the witch and her lover in "The Tale of the Ensorcelled Prince" (sorry, Burton's translation is all I could find online; if you have the chance, read Yasmine Seale's version of the text).
As you can tell, I've thought about this stuff a lot and I'm eager to talk about it. What are some of the romances and relationships you love / find compelling in fairy tales?
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reading a book he referenced not that long ago before dying i wish i could liveblog with him ah
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reading a book he referenced not that long ago before dying i wish i could liveblog with him ah
on death with 1. lilies abounded, @petfurniture, twitter; 2. frances molina, “o’death”
What can the harvest hope for, if not for the care of the reaper man?
Apologies for the long post. I was unable to find the artist, but going by the signature it’s most likely Chris Bachalo, who illustratedthe Death comic miniseries.
[Image ID: a drawing of Death of the Endless sitting on the ground with her legs spread apart. She is a goth woman with black hair and clothing and white skin. To her left is a quote from Neil Gaiman:
She arrived in my head about a week after her brother.
He had arrived brooding, quiet, pale and gaunt; and while there was indeed a definite family resemblance, she was in many ways his opposite: sensible, delightful, nice.
Mike Dringenberg was at that time the inker of SANDMAN (Sam Kieth was pencilling).
He read my description of Death in the original SANDMAN outline and decided that she should look less like a young Nico or Louise Brooks (as l’d suggested) and more like his friend Cinnamon. Mike did a drawing of her — the same drawing that appeared as a pinup in SANDMAN, and later as a T-shirt and a watch face.
The day the drawing arrived in England, I had to meet Dave McKean at a London pancake house: he was to show me transparencies of the fir'st few SANDMAN covers. Our waitress was Death: skinny and pale and elfin and sweet, with long dark hair and black clothes, and a silver ankh. I nearly showed her Mike’s drawing, but then decided not to.
There’s a tale in the Caballa that suggests that the Angel of Death is so beautiful that on finally seeing it (or him, or her) you fall in love so hard, so fast, that your soul is pulled out through your eyes.
I like that story.
There’s an Islamic story that declares that the Angel of Death has huge wings covered in eyes, and that as each mortal dies one of its eyes closes, just for a moment.
I like that story too, and take pleasure in imagining huge wings, and a ripple of ever-opening, ever-closing beautiful eyes.
And there’s a touch of wish fulfillment ih there too. I didn’t want a Death who agonised over her role, or who took a grim delight in her job, or who didn’t care. I wanted a Death that l’d like to meet, in the end. Someone who would care.
Like her.
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[ID: Image 1 is a tweet from @/perfurniture reading, “I hope death is like being carried to your bedroom when you were a child and fell asleep on the couch during a family party. I hope you can hear the laughter from the next room.” Image 2 is an excerpt reading, “The thought of the Grim Reaper never scared me much. / If someone offered to walk you home in the dark, wouldn’t you accept? Wouldn’t it be nice to have a hand to hold?” End ID.]