#garands

[brownellsinc]

Even with some age on them these ol'girls are still lookin' good!

Via Bureau of Propaganda Field Agent @u.s._rifle_cal._30_m1

[drftraining]

THIS could be 1 of the coolest things happening in the firearms industry this year...and if it does...im all in! #garands #cmp #makegarandsgreatagain #m1garand #downrangefirearmstraining #igmilitia

[lebians]

Garands

Lost my rights when I was young Taken by the Ones I trust Long before I knew of love

[juliusjune-blog]

[good-music-only]

Garands Young the Giant

[beanacomputer]

I don’t do tbt, but here’s a throwback to 2012 for anyone who forgot about Young the Giant (or never knew of them in the first place.) These guys were the featured artist on the soundtrack to the second half of my senior year of high school.

Speaking of which, shout-out to my old friend Tyler, whose long list of accomplishments include introducing me to YtG, driving the Chink Brigade--racism is cool as long as you’re the victim--to lunch every day, and running marathons for the United States Air Force Academy. 

[moldyblanket]

Got what's left Lost my rights when I was young Taken by the ones I trust Long before I knew of love All the things I understood Fighting for the greater good Now tell me why this feels so wrong Feels so wrong, to hold this gun

"Garands" -- Young the Giant

[visualjamz]

Garands: Cain and Pasha

[opening music]

Slowly pan across snow, looks white with blue shadows, abstract-ish.

[bass beat kicks in]

Foot sinks into the snow and kicks it up as it passes.

Sharp pan up to watch kid running, falling, and struggling through the snow chasing after a man.

[guitar kicks in]

Close up on kid’s face, surprise, it’s Pasha. He breathes out wisps of white as he takes several quick breathes before starting after Cain again. Cain turns his head an inch towards the sounds of Pasha chasing him, but doesn’t turn to see him. He keeps walking along as Pasha trips but recovers. Pasha catches up.

[guitar kicks again]

Cain gets Pasha by the back of the head as he runs past and shoves him ahead. Pasha lengthens his stride to try and keep from falling but careens into a pile of snow.

[guitar kicks again]

Cain laughs and Pasha struggles out of the pile.

[guitar kicks again]

Pasha smiles and runs past a tree.

[Go bright light]

After he passes the tree it’s child Cain.

[Scour the forest, Through the night]

Running down a residential street, lots of trees and other children.

[Searching for a]

Runs up to a window, it’s his house.

[Sign of life]

Peeks through.

[Memories of fears and strife]

Cain SR and mom are fighting.

[Keep his legs from]

Cain SR raises his hand against his mother.

[Turning blue]

Child Cain is being struck to the ground.

[Broken bones and muddy shoes]

A gun is shoved into Young Cain’s hands. He looks at it, hard and uncomfortably. The camera dollies around…

[Running through the fields I knew]

His face and he’s running through a crowd of people in shadow.

[Join the ranks of the favored few]

Cain SR grabs him by both shoulders and stands behind him, proud and stoic.

  [What have I become?]

Young Cain stares up, worry lines between his eyebrows.

[Before the day is done]

The council stares down at him. Close up on their faces each in turn.

[Now that we have]

The light and background change around Young Cain and he’s Child Cain again.

  [Got what's left]

Snatched by Cain SR and thrown into back of car.

[Lost my rights when I was young]

Stares out rear window as driving away,

[Taken by the]

mother running out onto lawn distraught.

[Ones I trust]

Profile view of Cain SR.

[Long before I knew of love]

View outside window, Child Cain settles into back seat, holding his arms.

[All the things I understood]

Shadows on window morph into Cain SR pointing and yelling at Young Cain to shoot the gun.

[Fighting for the greater good]

Cain turns to face a woman huddling with her child, obviously demons or some shit.

[Now tell me why this feels so wrong]

Cain grits his teeth, three shots in total on “feels” “so” “wrong”

[Feels so wrong, to hold this gun]

We see the gun in his hands, then see Cain’s face again, he’s an adult.

[Now look what I've become]

We see Cain SR lying dead in the snow, shot three times.

[Before the day is done]

Cain drops the gun like it’s on fire and stumbles back.

[Now that we have won]

He turns and runs and we crane & dolly skywards.

  [The cold wind, you notice]

We float on the breeze down to Pasha and Cain.

[The sky]

Cain is looking gruff, caught up in a stupid memory.

[It blows in to show us]

Pasha punches a few times in him in the side,

[The sign]

All smiles and fists raised.

[It falls down before us]

Cain makes to shove Pasha but he dodges it, but not the punch that follows. They scuffle. 

[It lies]

Birds eye angle of scuffle

[The cold wind, you notice]

Pasha gets behind Cain, jumps on Cain’s back, wrapping his arms around his neck.

[My eyes]

Cain reaches around and grabs Pasha, and

[Yeah]

Throws him back into the snow.

Upon impact and

[bass kick]

Start montage of Cain action from younger days.

End with Pasha staring face up up at Cain from the snow.