Dead Kennedys commiting heinous acts against their bassist -- DISGUSTING!!
read at your own risk. don't say i didn't warn you.
exhibit A:
right here, we see klaus minding his business when all of a sudden, this deranged maniacal frontman latches on to him like he's some starving gorilla. this is harrassment -- a clear violation of klaus fluoride's rights, plain and simple.
exhibit B:
this is humiliation and not a single person in the audience bats an eyelash. the guy right in front is even cheering at the sight. what if they switched places where it's klaus dragging biafra onto the floor? i'm sure all hell would break loose and it would make the headlines --lay a hand on anyone BUT precious jello biafra, right?
exhibit C:
it's very subtle, but when you look closer, they're actually excluding klaus in this photoshoot. jello has his arms around ray and ted, with both of them holding instruments in each hand, so as not to touch their bassist like he's riddled with incurable diseases.
just look at klaus; behind those glasses are the eyes of a tired soul who has grown jaded with how society treats people like him.
hey biafra, since you're so keen on spraypainting statements on your shirts, you might as well write "short people deserve death" on what you wore in this photo because quite frankly, your hatred for your bassist isn't glaringly obvious enough, you shmuck. also you look like you have a huge, shrivelled up camel toe
exhibit D:
as if that wasn't enough to make your stomach churn, this photo sucks all what's left of your faith for humanity.
really, you're using your short bassist as an armrest? this is wicked -- vile, to say the least. and that's not all, d.h. peligro is just STANDING there, allowing for east bay ray to get away with his crime scot-free. maybe they were the goons of hazzard that they've warned us about after all?
poor klaus, all he could ever do is pretend that everything's fine, with a smile on his face that's just as empty as the souls of these two men beside him.
not to worry, because klaus didn't let the embers of vengeance die; he set it ablaze, allowing the flames of hatred to consume him which eventually lead to this courageous act-- locking one of his harassers in between his feet. how do you like it down there, ray?
it's not enough, but i hope it was able to give him some sense of justice after all the years he's suffered in this sick and twisted band.
as for jello, it's past the time for pitiful peace signs; you too, shall pay for your sins. and peligro, you can't numb your guilt and regret with a bottle of beer; nothing in this world is capable of doing that.
if there's something we can learn from this, it's to be kind to all bassists all over the world regardless of their height. numbers on a measuring tape don't define us and society shouldn't impose otherwise.
let there be justice for klaus fluoride. continue on your path to recovery and revenge, our beloved bass-wielding goofball bastard.
for all you nerds out there, i got you covered!
1st clip - jello latches on to klaus
2nd clip - jello drags klaus onto the floor
a little while ago i thought the song “bolje biti pijan nego star” (better to be drunk than old) by plavi orkestar
kind of reminded me of novocain in a way 🤔🤔🤔
like when the lyrics are translated to english …..
does this make sense
shrivels up……, and dies.,..,,,,
god damn alright you wanna crush my heart into a million pieces today so it seems. it took me a little bit to find a decent translation of this and yeah i see what you mean. "when I think of you // my old love // it hurts that we were just // really good friends." and "better to be drunk than old // wine doesn’t know we were once a happy couple" really got to me honestly. this feels very much like a song from krist's perspective of his relationship to kurt over the years. especially after his passing. he'll be waiting for him by their old high school for the rest of his life, but he knows him well enough to know he won't show. he's gotten used to being alone after all
im not as good as having a blog as i thought i'd be!
i apologize, im not the kind of person who can run a wiki-like blog like i hoped i could. what i can do, however, is art.
these are up close portraits of the spd classes. When i play spd i imagine stories for whatever class im playing, below are the stories i think for each of them.
WARRIOR - (i never play warrior lol) went into the sewers as a dare. he kept going deeper and deeper because he's too stubborn to give up. by the time he comes back with the amulet, everyone thinks he's been dead for days. he has a wife and children and is a local celebrity in his community.
MAGE- Disgraced from the surface's mage community. He goes into the sewers to retrieve the amulet to hopefully prove himself. the further he goes, he becomes more and more powerful. When he exits the dungeon, he feels powerful enough he no longer wishes for the approval of anyone else; anyone "below him"..
ROGUE- he wants to retrieve the amulet just to prove he can do it. Hes the runt of the rogue clan; small, weak, immature. He's the butt of every joke. He swears to everyone he WILL get the amulet. They don't believe him. When he comes back much later- they don't even know what to say.
HUNTRESS- She's an elf who lives amongst the trees. She frequents a small village where she rests between adventures. The village elder, a mother figure to huntress, is ill with a disease that has no known cure. The elder says the amulet.. it calls to her. Huntress promises she will not return unless she has the amulet in her hand. Which leads to her adventuring into the dungeon..
DUELIST- (the duelist is still p new for me so i haven't rlly thought abt a story for her. ill come back and edit this post when inspiration sparks)
stormborns
snowghoul
turnnoffyourmind
tangentwithtanner
ellievsbear
germansingergirl
2087
pixelskylines
kianamaiart
