Rock bands used to just write about whatever the fuck. Not to be all "old music was better!" but when's the last time the world's highest selling band released a song about killing people with hammers. The Who made an entire rock opera about a deaf, mute, and blind guy who is so good at pinball that he inspires a cultlike group of devotees who think he's the next christ. It was released at the peak of their popularity and was made into a movie featuring people like Elton John and Tina Turner.
I think classic rock gets a reputation for being all about girls and cars and drugs but for about 15-20 years there were absolutely no rules on acceptable song subject matter. Pink Floyd has a song about a gnome going on an adventure. Alice Cooper has a whole album about breaking out of the Ableist Insane Asylum because he misses his dog. These weren't weird little indie groups, these were all highly successful charting bands getting radio airplay and selling out stadiums.
We need to bring this culture back. No more love songs. Sing about wizards.
An informational comic I illustrated for my comics 2 class about drag!
As much as I complain about it, I actually really love writing.
The satisfaction of one really good sentence is worth slogging through NaNoWriMo and producing thousands of terrible ones. The tiny eureka moments are worth the sleep I lose typing them into my phone after midnight. The accomplishment of writing “the end” is worth the hours that passed by in the rest of the world, while mine was standing still.
Writing takes a lot out of me, but it also gives me a lot, too. Worth it.
I heard this metaphor growing up, and in my case, it backfired supremely, because I went out into my neighbor’s backyard where a rose bush was growing, and the one I tested had like 30 petals (it was yellow, but definitely a rose of some kind), and as a very logical lass, I came to the conclusion that you could have premarital sex AT LEAST ten times before your future husband would even notice something was up. Moral of the story? Test your metaphors on the weirdest and most neurodivergent child you know before writing your weird religious propaganda.
since it’s pride month, throwback to this beautiful cover and this wholesome interaction between two icons
Wheres that “before pride month ends does anyone want to admit they have a crush on me” post, like I know it’s only the 11th but I cant stop thinking abt it
More social media networks need to consider pronouns as actual metadata, not just a field in your profile or a bit of text in your profile. They should know what pronouns a user says they use, and they should use that to help you.
Like, if I’m replying to someone, it should be like:
* replying to UserBarBaz (he/him).
And if I type “This is the best thing @ UserQux has ever done!”, over “UserQux” it should hover some text saying like (she/her)”.
Because often you’re talking about or replying to people! Pronouns are important right then, so you can refer to them accurately.
I dunno, maybe it’s just my ADHD, but I hate having to stop in the middle of writing a bunch of stuff to go open a new tab and click profiles and try to figure out pronouns so I can refer to them correctly, because it severely takes me out of the flow of writing.
spotalike creates a playlist based on a song
magicplaylist creates a playlist based on a song
dubolt creates a playlist based on an artist
boilthefrog creates a playlist between any two artists
predominant suggests you albums based on cover art color
music-map suggests similar artists
gnoosic suggests similar artists and songs