#random access memory

[jadthemagnificent]

Daft Punk

“My name is Giovanni Giorgio, but everybody calls me Giorgio. 😎”

[mont-258]

First time drawing these two, second time drawing deltarune fanart ever. I love to imagine their dynamic. Really fun AU! Drew this while listening to random access memory by gronnblade on YouTube (they therefore inspired this art):

[musickickztoo]

Random Access Memory 11

From my collection/life

TRACKLIST:

The Flaming Lips - Slow Nerve Action Creedence Clearwater Revival - Up Around The Bend Betty James - I'm A Little Mixed Up Bo Diddley - Crackin' Up The Pretenders - Cuban Slide Al Green - L-O-V-E (Love) Bobby Byrd - I Know You Got Soul Shocking Blue - Shocking You The Gun Club - Eternally Is Here The Triffids - Wide Open Road Odetta - Another Man Done Gone The Congos - La La Bam-Bam Lee Perry & The Upsetters - Yu Squeeze My Panhandle Timmy Thomas - Why Can't We Live Together Julian Cope - Mic Mak Mok Pere Ubu - 333 Small Faces - Itchycoo Park John's Children - Desdemona Ray Charles - Let's Go Get Stoned The Shangri-Las - I Can Never Go Home Anymore The Ronettes - Baby, I Love You Honey Cone - Want Ads Charlie Feathers - Bottle To The Baby Raspberries - Go All The Way The Go-Betweens - Darlinghurst Nights

LISTEN: https://www.mixcloud.com/Contraflow/random-access-memory-11/

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[7wo7rees]

Released May 17, 2013

[white-noise-and-binary]

Random-Access Memory Maps for Two (25.02.2025)

the definitions of new words. in my teens i learned many codes and used to communicate with two during road trips by tapping the dash. he’d laugh and tap back, or hide his ears after squawking fuel levels for touchdowns. i always had the map and i would pass it back, a rand mcnally road atlas. tapping out letters and numbers to find squares for landings and monuments to craters of a moon and desert escapades for geology. you guarded five in capsules, flying guilty in abandon. we spoke semaphore, we spoke pig latin, we spoke morse, but whispered in backward alphabets. (zyxwvu) (tsrq) (ponmlkj) (ihgfedcba) code helped map libraries, sorting returns. i guarded reports and saved the moon from ending up trashed, a mapped waste of space. but i believe in crater charts and definitions of new worlds.

in my teens i learned many codes and used to communicate with two during road trips by tapping the dash. he’d laugh and tap back, or hide his ears after squawking fuel levels for touchdowns. i always had the map and i would pass it back, a rand mcnally road atlas. tapping out letters and numbers to find squares for landings and monuments to craters of a moon and desert escapades for geology. you guarded five in capsules, flying guilty in abandon. we spoke semaphore, we spoke pig latin, we spoke morse, but whispered in backward alphabets. (zyxwvu) (tsrq) (ponmlkj) (ihgfedcba) code helped map libraries, sorting returns. i guarded reports and saved the moon from ending up trashed, a mapped waste of space. but i believe in crater charts and definitions of new worlds.

[auronlu]

AHAHAHAHA So I reblogged a Final Fantasy VIII post this morning on which I remarked I'd forgotten the name of Rinoa's dog.

I could've looked it up in five seconds. But I didn't. And my poor muddled synapses finally came through.

I just awoke from a fibromyalgia nap with the distinct thought: "Oh, RIGHT! The dog's name is angelo MIGELO!"

help me

[positivefumo]

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