#la rossignol

[musicwithoutborders]

La Rossignol,  Bassadanza cupido I Canti e Danze alla Corte Estense tra XV e XVI secolo, 2012

[mvgpie]

⚜ DAMIEN OLIVIER ⚜ — Task #1: The Digital Age (part 1)

The only public social media that Damien has any hand in is the Instagram for his art gallery, La Belle Epoque (@labelle_epoque). Even there, however, he is rarely permitted to post on it unless he promises to be on his best behavior. He’s been known to try to post lewd pictures of himself being naughty to art installations, though some suspect he did this as an excuse to get out of having to run the account himself. He doesn’t really enjoy social media, not for its own sake, but because of how easy it makes it for his enemies and the authorities to keep track of him. So he has ensured that La Belle’s Instagram is in the capable hands of his employees, thus keeping the gallery’s image pristine and professional while removing him from it as much as possible.

However, he’s not been allowed to escape from social media entirely. His good friend Melanie Derrieux helped him set up a private Instagram account for himself, @dame_olivier, and even showed him how to make it secure from anyone he doesn’t wish to find it. This is exclusively for friends and “family”, and therefore his following/follower count is kept very small. Even then, he maintains a very squeaky-clean image on here, and only posts himself every few weeks or on special occasions. Sometimes Melanie gets on and posts for him (she made the account, after all), and the mafia is rewarded with Damien’s famous duck-lips pose.

[marzipanandminutiae]

Translation:

Lady Maria, you are a prize, you are precious and joy and good sense and precious beauty and gracious welcome and honor and gentle words and charming company and sweet face and cheerful presence and sweet gaze and lovely looks all these things inhabit you, incomparable they draw my trusting heart to you. I beg you, please, let courtly love delight and sweet humility give me the help I need with you, give me, lovely Lady, please what I hope most to enjoy: you are my heart and my desire all my pleasure lies in you I moon around and sigh for you. Your beauty and your preciousness raise you far, no one's like you I beg you, please, for your own honor don't go and love some cheating man. Lovely Lady, precious, joyful, gentle voice, I send my song delight and happiness lie in you and all good things that make a lady.

-Lady Bieris de Romans

A gay medieval French song for your Sunday morning. The arranger said this tune was taken from another song of the period because we don’t have the original music (but that was a common practice even back then).

[mvgpie]

tell me about your favorite members of the corsicans? we know you have at least some.

“Am… am I not allowed to say ‘all of them’? Quelle horreur, that is positively dastardly of you. Well… hmph. I suppose I can’t hide the fact that Jean is my closest friend in the world, can I? He’s my number two, as you Americans like to say. Then, of course, there’s Izi. Where would I be without her, other than six feet under and terribly bored with being dead? Gabriel must be mentioned, he has proved to be utterly invaluable to us all (though to me in particular, I must say). And I could never leave out my dearest Lucy, who truly understands my humor and my tastes better than most people.

“Oh, and I would be remiss not to give a glowing note of commendation for a rising star in our ranks: young Mademoiselle O’Brien. Truly a diamond in the rough—I’m ever so glad she fell into our laps.”

@iziszvrk @gabrielvbeaumont @lucycartwright @eeveeobrien