#auxili

[9misoundsystem]

View this post on Instagram

A post shared by Calajahjah Records (@calajahjah.records)

Bones, amiwis!

Uns bon grapat artistes de l'escena reggae nacional ens hem juntat per a fer un álbum sol·lidari per a recollir fons per a les afectades per la DANA 2024. En este treball col·laboren artistes de la talla d'Auxili, Hermano L, Payoh Soul Rebel, o d'altres més humils com jo (🤭). Per a escoltar-lo i comprar-lo, sols teniu que comentar esta publicació que acabe d'enviar, i rebreu un enllaç a la plataforma on está disponible l'àlbum.

20:11 NI OBLIT NI PERDÓ!!

++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

¡Buenas, amiwis!

Unos puñados artistas de la escena reggae nacional nos hemos juntado para hacer un álbum solidario para recoger fondos para las afectadas por la DANA 2024. En este trabajo colaboran artistas de la talla de Auxili, Hermano L, Payoh Soul Rebel, u otros más humildes como yo (🤭). Para escucharlo y comprarlo, sólo tiene que comentar la publicación en Instagram, y recibiréis un enlace a la plataforma donde está disponible el álbum.

20:11 NI OLVIDO NI PERDÓN!!

[useless-catalanfacts]

“[...] Festes sexistes, privades, imposades, Capitalistes, feixistes, castellanes. Festa de toro i orquesta: Festa que no ens representa.

I en plaça de dalt res havia canviat. Hem heretat la historieta podrida d'un temps passat.

Hui la liem, Nosaltres desfilem, La barca recuperem. Hui tornem a celebrar a contracorrent.

Ahí va la bona, la banda sona, Filada mixta, muixeranga que esborrona. Davant la moma capitejant, Portem cabet i una esquadra de gegants.

La barca és nostra, ningú l'enfonsa. Portem el foc de la foguera I la veta per al ball. Escolta, Els dimonis hem tornat, anti party-time time. [...]

Però a la plaça de baix, tot estava canviant, Ens repartíem la festa, un tresor per recuperar. Ací, a la plaça de baix, ara tot ha canviat. Defensarem esta festa, el tresor que hem recuperat.”

[cosmicsynthetics]

A Brief Run-Down on Malkul’s Surviving Crewmates

If you’re a troll who’s into digging up dirt, Malkul Dagoon and the trolls in his circle are definitely interesting subjects. Though not well known, they are the surviving remnants of a much larger platoon from a failed (though the empire would never admit to that) planetary invasion. It seems the empire has made an effort to station most of them on different colonies...

Strangely, it’s difficult to find detailed information on any of them, but a troll dedicated to learning about these individuals should at least be able to turn up the documentation below.

Going from left to right:

Auxili Papuah: An avid lover of forensics, Auxili was deployed to REDACTED as a field medic and chemical analyst. Reports and scattered fragments of communication logs seem to indicate Auxili’s role as an analyst fell to the wayside as the situation became dire. By late in the campaign, she was the team’s de facto doctor and surgeon. Despite her very important role, by the time the group was evacuated her health was severely compromised due to REDACTED. To this day, her coordination and ability to concentrate is iffy on a good day and horrible on her worst days. Though her and her teammates will call it a result of her time on REDACTED, nobody seems willing to elaborate on exactly what caused these problems and what’s actually wrong with her. She works in an unknown location on REDACTED as a REDACTED and keeps in touch with Elpida Jennet the most often.

Malkul Dagoon: Malkul’s history is the fuzziest of them all. The only piece of pre-campaign information anyone can find is that he MIGHT have been pre-trained in intelligence gathering before ascension. He was deployed as a tactics officer and a REDACTED, but by the time he was pulled he’d become the exhausted team’s de facto leader. All information past this point is contemporary. Malkul was promoted to Overseer of Nu-Badill, and he and Elpida Jennet live there together and are near inseparable.

Danski Inakus: This troll had and still has a huge love of unique artifacts, antiques, and tools. It’s documented that at conscription, he had vision REDACTED, allowing him to literally ‘see’ the value of objects, but by comparing images of him then and now, it’s obvious something happened to his eyes. He was deployed as REDACTED, though based on existing logs, Danski became more and more involved in direct combat despite his assigned roll as the campaign progressed. His levelheadedness was a huge asset to his team, Preventing more than a few bouts of infighting. Post campaign, Danski was suffering from REDACTED, but he’s since recovered incredibly well. Nowadays, he collects “objects of interest”, though there’s no documentation on exactly what that means. Him and Thelyp Turpan work in the same city on REDACTED and are rarely apart for long.

Elpida Jennet: There are unconfirmed rumors that Elpida started a fight with a conscriptor whom she overheard talking about culling her because of her piebaldism. Regardless, she survived, and she used to work as a high-class restaurant cook before being deployed to REDACTED as infantry immediately after ascension. Though her strength, precision, and anatomical knowledge in combat is formidable, evidence suggests that her importance in the group increased over the course of the campaign due to her “intolerance of horseshit”, which allowed her to rationalize or ignore the severe REDACTED that hit most of her other teammates. Now, she works as a butcher on Nu-Badill and lives with Malkul Dagoon.

Denyek Nellam: Denyek was already working as a REDACTED scientist when he was conscripted into the fleet and immediately deployed as a REDACTED. There’s decent evidence that this troll didn’t actually travel with the group of survivors during the campaign and that he instead acted as an outside informant stationed just along the REDACTED of REDACTED. It can at least be gathered that his intervention helped his team to avoid countless deadly traps, red herrings, and REDACTED. He’s very elusive, and it’s hard to find post-campaign information on him that isn’t pure speculation. No quotes, logs, or documentation of him exist past this point except for a certificate that confirms he isn’t deceased.

Thelyp Turpan: Before conscription, Thelyp was a hermit who’s passion was working with mechanics and biomechanics, building everything from custom prostheses to rail guns. Predictably, she was deployed to REDACTED as artillery and mechanics. Interestingly, Thelyp was part of a completely different platoon for a long while before joining Malkul’s when hers was tragically lost to REDACTED, so a sizeable amount of information on her from that time has been lost. She quickly assimilated into the group, fighting hard as well as repairing everyone’s weapons, vehicles, and other devices. Post-campaign, Thelyp continues putting her skills to good use, working at a waystation in REDACTED where she makes and fits both empire-issued and custom prostheses for others. She works in the same city as Danski Inakus and spends most of her free time with him.

[alicechesire]

Cremant hiverns a la foguera 🔥

[panixirri]

L’horitzó s'esdevé complicat sense tu al meu costat.

[useless-catalanfacts]

Some of the elements from Valencian traditional festivities (Corpus Christi, Moros i Cristians, and festes patronals) in the music video for the song Hui la liem by Auxili.

[useless-catalanfacts]

Summer is finally here! Today’s post is a playlist of songs that always make me feel like in one of those hot afternoons in my town’s square drinking granissat de llimona or orxata surrounded with a soft smell of gunpowder from Sant Joan or Festa Major.

You can listen to it here on Spotify, or by clicking the links below that lead to YouTube.

Rock & Roll - Els Catarres

Transmets Energia - Buhos

De Burjassot a Tu - Atupa ft. Borja Penalba

Hem Nascut Castellers - Porto Bello

Noltros Som Així - Emboirats

Imperfeccions - Zoo ft. Los Chikos del Maiz & At Versaris

Volcans - Buhos

Viu - Roba Estesa

Tu Mateix - Atupa

Si Tanque els Ulls - Obrint Pas

Tornem al Penedès - Buhos

No Puc Parar - 4 de Copes

A Ple Pulmó - Xavi Sarrià ft. Auxili

Nit de Santes - Ebri Knight

La Gran Vida - Buhos

La Dansa del Vestit - Txarango

Ara! - Doctor Prats

L’Estiu és Llibertat - Buhos

[Photos: castellers: Aida Collado (instagram) // espardenyes: montesalcuadrado // diables: Bestialots de la Sagrada Família (insta) // wheat field in L’Amposta: ampostadeltadelebre (insta)]

[useless-catalanfacts]

A song against depopulation and horouring the resistance of small villages.

Xavi Sarrià and Auxili have recently released a new song called A ple pulmó (which translates to something like “on the top of our lungs”). They dedicate the song “to the small villages of great courages, to everyone fighting against depopulation and the abandonment around our [Valencian] geography”, especially the inhabitants of the Els Ports shire.

The video was shot at Herbers, a village with 50 inhabitants, and with participation of people from all around the shire. Currently, Els Ports has a population density of 6.7 inhabitants per km2, that’s even lower than the Artic lands of Sápmi! But even with the pressure to emigrate to more urban areas, its inhabinats are building tools of cooperation and resistance, and don’t plan on giving up their villages any time soon.

Here’s the lyrics in Valencian/Catalan and the translation to English:

Tocant el cel pobles penjats entre les roques The hanging towns between the rocks touching the sky

muntanyes aspres, els paisatges que enyores rough mountains, the landscapes that you miss

un país íntim de silencis i roselles an intimate country of silences and poppies

gegants de pedra a l’hortitzó d’ales esteses giants of stone in the horizon of spread wings

Als carrerons la gent del poble s’organitza In the alleys the people from the town get organized

colze a colze, persitir és la divisa elbow to elbow, to persist is the motto

besos i cànters, trobades i abraçades kisses and pitchers, reunions and hugs

el desig de viure plens d’emoció a les cares the desire to live full of emotion on our faces

I amb l’orgull del nostre tros de món And with the pride of our piece of the world

fem volar la vida a ple pulmó we make life fly on the top of its lungs

[Chorus:

I cantem poemes i consignes And we sing poems and chants

sota la lluna dels nostres orígens under the moon of our origins

i ens emocionen les ganes de viure and the desire to live moves us

quan cridem al vent que som irreductibles and when we shout to the wind that we are irreducible

som petits pobles de grans coratges we are small villages of great courages

tota la força recau en nosaltres all the strenght falls on us

m’ho recordes tu mentre somrius you remind me of it while you smile

amb la rebel·lia and with the rebellion

de sentir-nos vius! of feeling alive!]

Dormint al ras el teu cos cru entre les herbes Sleeping under the stars and your raw body among the plants

romer i espígol, el matí a les parpelles rosemary and lavender, the morning in our eyelids

cap a la plaça geranis i muixerangues geraniums and muixerangues [traditional Valencian walking human towers done in local festivities] towards the square

itineraris d’un amor curtit pels segles itineraries of a love hardened by the centuries

Toquen de tabals, ballen els nans entre les feres The drums play, the dwarfs dance among the beasts [dwarfs and fire beasts are dances of the local festivities around the Catalan countries]

punys i pupil·les, nit i foc, danses guerreres fists and pupils, night and fire, warrior dances

ressonen visques, lluites irreductibles echo hurrahs, irreductible fights

l’afany de perviure de la terra que estimes the ardent desire to survive of the land you love

I amb l’orgull del nostre tros món And with the pride of our piece of the world

fem volar la vida a ple pulmó we make life fly on the top of its lungs [Repeat chorus] I amb l’orgull del nostre tros de món And with the pride of our piece of the world

i amb la rebel·lia de ser petits and with the rebellion of being small

la llar encesa fent caliu al col·lectiu the fireplace on giving warmth to the collective

que fa la festa perquè el poble sobreviu that celebrates because the people/town survive

tronen els carrers, som la tempesta de l’estiu the streets thunder, we are the summer storm

Fins aribar al cim Until we reach the summit

fins aribar al cim until we reach the summit

vam pintar de roig we painted red

el cel dels Ports per resisitir the sky over els Ports in order to resist

a contracorrent against the tide

vam navegar rebels el riu we were rebels sailing the river

per la nostra gent for our people

per sentir-nos vius! to feel alive!