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we mighty look like people for now (2018 anarcho-folk album)

I haven’t posted for a while. Maybe it’s been three years, but now I’ve completed a new album for your ears and thoughts. The songs are mainly about ecological and social issues and the second album of the album is anti-work. Then there are some bonus instrumental songs and a Modern Lovers cover and an Ambebix cover. I tried to add lots of little guitar tricks and melodies and maybe some of them worked! Give it a listen and let me know what you think. :) https://grahamjanz.bandcamp.com/album/we-might-look-like-people-for-now

#folk music #wyrd folk #neofolk #diy music #plastic pollution #anti-work #police brutality #climate change #Acoustic punk #anarcho-punk #anti-capitalism

All the fun was had.

These two boys are about to have a fun day.

I swear there’s probably more to this story. Maybe a bit wordy for a comic?

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“My grandmother got me a violin when I was thirteen. Whenever people were fighting, and I wanted to get away, I’d just go in my room and play. Sometimes I’d play for four or five hours per night. It gave me a lot of confidence. I started playing in front of the church, in front of the school— it made me feel good about myself. But my mom struggled a lot. She made a lot of mistakes. She got in some bad relationships and we lived in a lot of different places. Sometimes we’d go weeks without having power. One time it got really bad and we had to start selling our stuff. She didn’t ask me to sell my violin. But we’d already sold our TV. And she just asked if I had any ideas. I ended up selling it to a friend for $145. I was really upset for a while. I’m a Christian, and God knew how much I loved the violin. So I was confused why he’d make me sell it. For a few months, I tried to keep playing in the music room at school. But eventually I had to stop so I could focus on paying the bills. I got a real job at the grocery store.”

A field between the Osterburger Kanal and the Hunte River in the southern area of Oldenburg. The time was nearing sunset.

#germany #nature photography #oldenburg #hunte

On April 17, 1945 allied forces bombed the Donnerschwee barracks in Oldenburg, Germany. Children were being kids on the playground when the air raid sirens began to sound. They were making their way as quickly as they could down the stairwell to shelter when an allied bomb landed on them. A testament to the senselessness of air raids and a reminder that the majority of victims of war are civilians. I can’t help but wonder how children die every time a bomb is dropped in Syria today. From left to right: Adolf Heintze 1.5.1913 | 8.4.1944 (separated by the bush and clearly died on a different event) August Götzke 21.8.1873 | 21.4.1945 Dora Schnaar 8.5.1889 | 21.4.1945 Wilhem Gustav Holling 9.11.1937 | 21.4.1945 (7 years old) Armin Christmann 26.7.1936 | 21.4.1945 (8 years old) Günter Christmass 6.10.1937 | 21.4.1945 (7 years old) Wilma-Berta Dilchert 13.1.1940 | 21.4.1945 (5 years old) Günter Diedrich 18.12.1933 | 21.4.1945 (11 years old) Rolf Fischer 28.9.1935 | 21.4.1944 (9 years old) Gerhard Radzio 15.6.1933 | 21.4.1945 (11 years old) Ekkehard Schmelling 30.8.1939 | 21.4.1945 (5 years old) Horst Siedmann 30.6.1933 | 17.4.1945 (11 years old) Fritz Zimmering 2.6.1934 | 17.4.1945 (10 years old) Inge Zimmering 9.4.1933 | 17.4.1945 (12 years old) Helga Zimmering 5.7.1938 | 17.4.1945 (6 years old) Enno Radzio 18.7.1930 | 17.4.1945 (14 years old)

#oldenburg #history #memorial #wwiimemorial