he borrowed Logan’s glasses cause he forget his contacts .
anyway there are too many things I want to DRAW NYOW !!!! All these things red has given us are too mucu for me to not give in and doodle I’m going INSANE !!!!!!! 🤯🤯💥💥
Israelis singing together: we’re coming with our guns to kill those Amaleks, they have no water and electricity, those rats will not survive when we leave our homes to go to war, we want all those Blacks and Arabs dead (electric solo, disco lights)
Palestinians singing together: oh my homeland how you suffer, one day the bloodshed on your soil will stop, one day we will return to our home village, Palestine will be free again (sitting together in a space lit by phone lights)
[Image ID: A digital illustration of Fresh Cut Grass from Critical Role. It has a colorful and messy pixellated style. FCG is standing in a field of flowers with his hands clasped in front of him, looking down over the grass with a sense of warmth. Tree branches frame him from high up on either side. Behind him, in sharp contrast to the bright colors of the rest of the piece, there is a black panel shaped like an explosion right behind his head. It shows a loose, scratchy looking sketch of a one eyed creature standing over his old party members, with hints of red indicating blood splatters. FCG is turned away from the panel, ignoring it. End ID.]
feeling sad about Jod maybe definitely killing Anastasia (by killing Samael) because she got too close to perfect Lyctorhood. cheering myself up by imagining some of the hymns in the Anastasian to be tryhard faux-pop-rock contemporary Christian music.
Hell yes I finally got a clip of the phenomenal ending of the ultracheese (also wtf Alex but singing but I haven’t stopped loving you once to then gaze up at the mirrorball and reach a hand out towards it and trying to hold onto at least parts of it like sir mirrorball=miles Kane; only to then go on and play there’d better be a mirrorball followed by 505// also Matt’s proud as fuck smile in the back)
Can’t believe it went from Taylor stressing how world crushing the end of her relationship with Joe would be (“And I hope I never lose you/Hope it never ends/I’d never walk Cornelia Street again/That’s the kind of heartbreak/Time could never mend” to “And I'm never gonna love again” “I wake up screaming/from dreaming/one day I’ll watch as you’re/leaving and life will lose all its/meaning - for the last time”) to it ending with “I can’t find a pulse/My heart won’t start anymore” and now she’s found new love and can sing “Uh oh, I’m falling in love/Oh no, I’m falling in love again/Oh, I’m falling in love/I thought the plane was/going down/How’d you turn it right around.” Like I’m just so happy for her y’know?
You people are lucky I can’t make music or else I’d make the most fucked up, symbolism heavy, metaphorically incomprehensible, insufferably meta fnaf songs
I love that moment in 1979 Opera Rock Starmania (watched the 2022 edition) where everyone is partying someplace called Naziland because fascists are winning elections via controlling public opinion with fear and manipulation and everyone is incredibly depressed and traumatized by everything going on so they just want to dance their problems away for a night
including a couple of queer folks— a psy-op transvestite woman who created much of the terror via goading a homeless band of queer-coded boys into becoming a real threat of a terrorist gang, and a gay boy who accepted to go to the party as a DJ because that’s the high road to his dream and he doesn’t care who gives it to him, betraying his best friend for this
only for the whole place to get blown up to high heaven with almost every character in it.
by the queer coded gang that put the fascist there with their fascists-manipulated-them-to-do-it crimes. the irony is lost on absolutely fucking nobody
didn’t even mention the ego tripping fascist dating and marrying a suicidally depressed sex icon to get more votes
the fact that a very popular song called Le Blues du Businessman is from there and you’re suddenly no longer laughing about how a song says “I wish I could’ve been a singer” because it’s the half-propaganda half-honest complaint of someone who was so good at winning the capitalist game that he lost everything that made him human to the point that he orchestrates mass deaths to win more
or the two whole songs about queer people being soooo hot, including “i have blue hair and pronouns and you want to fuck (and be) me so bad it’d make you betray all your morals”
1979. I love this show. Requires all the content warnings. Discourse about whether it’s queerphobic would be a mile long and I don’t want to hear any of it. I loathed the first half until I didn’t. I am so autistic about it. I need to watch it again
also the english version of the songs take all the raw bleak nuance out, fuck that. google translate the french versions if you’re interested