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i made britpop valentine cards
1. Jarvis Cocker falling out of the window pretending to be Spiderman
2. Radiohead showing No Surprises to Alex James and Alex being concerned about Thom's mental well being
3. Damon Albarn being a sugar daddy for his bandmates
4. whatever that was
5. Robert Smith and Morrissey beef
6. I do not like the cure~
7. Graham Cheryl interview by Brandy Wine
8. Liam Gallagher being chronically online
9. Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett's enemies to best friends trope (because Damon was jealous of Graham) (also Damon saying in a interview that he was jealous of Jamie's wife) (Damon's a jelly bean)
10. Damon was the annoying kid at school
i like your get up if you know what i mean
did a much better job on this than predicted, got the (nice quality dickies!) jumper from the trans group at my uni putting on a clothing swap/free clothing drive and just used paper for the stencil + bleach (to cover up the already existing bleach stains) for the colour :)
Am I going insane or does anyone else see it too when he has really shiny hair in pictures
2025 more like 1995 amirite guys
I have been posting a making-of thread on twitter about my semester project, GraviTurner. It's a pulp sci-fi puzzle platformer about space-princesses and it was made along side Laura B., Laura U. and Lonnie K. S. Go have a look :D
Part 1: https://twitter.com/BHojlund/status/1101087747979251712
Part 2: https://twitter.com/BHojlund/status/1101157298909650946
Virginia Madsen as Dolly Harshaw in:The Hot Spot (1990) by Dennis Hopper
based on the 1953 novel Hell Hath No Fury by Charles Williams, who also co-wrote the screenplay with Nona Tyson
Make-up by Karoly Balazs, Jay Cannistraci, Gigi Coker, Sharon Rey Ely & Patty York
Hair stylist: Candace Neal & Nick Troiano
jarvis might be having a bit of a rough night ...
full image under the cut just because. i liked it better cropped but i still like the full version
stupid idiot collapses against the side of your screen and dies
cocker’s short for sucker… sucker of…
sensual, smoky, glossy jet black hair; I imagine the pulp fan girl as sleazy as many of their songs. She dances throwing her limbs and tossing her long hair around. She cherishes her morning walk through the dirtier parts of town with her tangled headphones and beat up walkman. Her chiselled face and full lips cry 90s androgyny. She adores a 70s suit or a little skirt, something a tad eccentric. Guaranteed her favourite pulp song is as obscure as possible and raunchy too. The best girl you’ll never have. Magnetic.
The pulp girl smells like the lingering tobacco on a smokers leather jacket, something alluring and natural underneath with a hint of the bright red lipstick she can often be found wearing.
notes: lipstick, incense, leather, smoke, orris root, sandalwood, fur