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illegiblewords · 2 years

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ILLEGIBLE’S TOTALLY SUBJECTIVE FAVORITE EORZEA COLLECTION DESIGNS | SEASON II: MELEE DPS

I compiled a list of designs in the past to share some favorite Final Fantasy XIV glamours from the Eorzea Collection website. With the Endwalker expansion released, there are quite a few new options available and people have developed even more incredible looks. So I decided it was worth doing a follow-up. I’ll probably do this every expansion or so. As before, this list comes with a disclaimer that it’s personal opinion and purely in the interest of going ‘LOOK HOW COOL THIS IS’ at people! Anyone could theoretically do the same, I’m not an authority.

This post focuses on melee dps.

Season I Melee DPS

DRAGOON

FEMALE

- Dragontamer by Nova Kie

- Eastern Spear by Toffi Fee

- Valkyrie by Shiyo Hayashi

- Holy Knight, Unholy Arms by Rio Natani

- Imperial Shrike by Rio Natani

- Spear of the Father by Accoy Liv

- Spinosus by Mio Meyi

- Wyrmlance by Louise Aquitaine

- Virtu Bird by Leisha Aysheen

- Daughter of Suzaku by Leisha Aysheen

MALE

- Abyssal Dragonlancer by Felidae Aelfwig

- Nidhogg’s Bane by Hiei Imada

- MONOCHROME MELODIES || MAIMING by Val'tirion Runaan

- Ktiseos by Nya Nya

-Harlequin Dragoon by Ry Tempester

- Glynne - Royal Knight by Glynne Silence

- The Crimson Fang by Sui'ra Yhven

- Lancer of the Heavens by Felidae Aelfwig

- Forgiven Deception by David Gerussi

- Iceborn by Erles'io Noctaleos

REAPER

FEMALE

- Goelia - Terminal Hesitation by Glynne Silence

- Monochrome city by Lillith Light

- Crimson Reaper by Lielle Graham

- Sable Scythe by Illya Heavy

- Ruby Reaper by Morgana Dotharl

- Gravedigger by Ratel Felsenbrecherin

- Hell To Pay by Morrow Krvnagora

- Blue feathers by Rixario Highborn

- Keeper Of The 12th Gate by Noel Haze

- Desert Strayer by Sylvian Staffbearer

MALE

- Reaper Warrior by Wei Wangji

- Oneiros by Kheiron Reginleif

- Scythe of Bahamut by Ered Kaehr

- The Night Watch of Hingashi by Sir Owl

- No Title by Glynne Silence

- Darbar Maiming by Teru Nashira

- Reaper of the Snow by Sir Owl

- Destiny’s Protector by Zenix Stormcaster

- Demon in Red by Elias Deldrin

- Bluefeather Explorer by Tyo'li Wolndara

SAMURAI

FEMALE

- Tres Deseos by Leisha Aysheen

- Yojimbo by Lohia Aihol

- Ruby Samurai by Iggy Goldberg

- Flame’s Champion by Sarah Montcroix

- Divine Blade by Iggy Goldberg

- Samurai of Light by Bb Channel

- Seraph by Rue Mitsuri

- Blademaster (F. Ver.) by Louise Aquitaine

- Neo-Mercernary by Mio Meyi

- Sword Saint by Pastel Alerion

MALE

- Hellhound by Kaien Shimazu

- Spirit of the Desert by Tenchi Tora

- Samurai Mercernary by Esta Mephistopheles

- Makai Blade by Keiteaux Kisarre

- Desert Scavenger by Vellen Grydja

- Medieval Samurai by Hanso Richimoto

- Wet Ink by Yuzu Rein’del

- Of the Falling Snows by E’saiye Valhesri

- Panthean Striking by Teru Nashira

- Blade for Hire by Banri Togano

NINJA

FEMALE

- Blue Genie by Leisha Aysheen

- Ruby Sea Ribbons by Ko Kiri

- Managarmr by Shiyo Hayashi

- Alzadaal by Miyo Mei

- A Hunter At Heart. by Lakira’ Kina

- Blade Princess by Toffi Fee

- Karasu Ninja by Anya Maeve

- Bloodied Feather - Maelstrom Operative by Alisya Hawk

- Ghost of Vanaspati by Ko Kiri

- Chromatic Miysis by Jenny Nguyen

MALE

- Beauteous Beast by Keiteaux Kisarre

- Deadly Masquerade by Suranar Thunderwind

- Ala Mhigan Assassin by Red Boar

- Prince Of Thieves by Cassius Tayunn

- Nasty Bat by Val Forsyth

- Blademaster (M Ver.) by Leon Aquitaine

- High Emissary by Felidae Aelfwig

- Artic Ninja by Braum Osbern

- through the snow by Toffi Fee

- Forest Whisper by Juniper Luna

MONK

FEMALE

- Seiryu Serpentsworn by Ko Kiri

- Navi’s Ninth Vare Monk by Navi Tsuri

- Purple Punch by Sumire Ume

- The Beast Within by Sveta Raybrant

- Assassin but not a Ninja V2 (Monk) by Loe Vaen

- Cyberlicht by Tarn Supreme

- Beat-down Brat by Nerril Kuroba

- Feral Instinct by Z’oka Bajhiri

- Wardancer by Miyo Mei

- Heir of Fire by Ko Kiri

MALE

- No title by Glynne Silence

- Red Fist White Dragon by Viveka Serhilde

- Modern Theravada by Angyo Owari

- Gyr Abanian Fists by Corus Maderna

- Yankee by Noir Malqir

- Sky Rat Enforcer by Citrus Prime

- Five Finger Snap Punch by Coco Kai

- Azure Fists by Y'taryll Bjurhet

- Claws of Anubis by Matthaeus Imperator

- Monk of Divine Light by Geraltus D’doritus

#eorzea collection #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ffxiv #ff14 #ffxiv glamour #hyur #elezen #viera #hrothgar #lalafell #roegadyn #au ra #miqo'te #gpose

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parkerbombshell · 4 months

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Rules Free Radio Jan 16 2023

Tuesdays 2pm - 5pm EST Rules Free Radio With Steve Caplan bombshellradio.com On the next Rules Free Radio with Steve Caplan, we’ve got a bunch of new releases including new music from Gruff Rhys, Buck Meek, The Smile, Go Dog Go, The Jack Rubies, Sprints, Trevor Something, OME, Shed Seven, and Jonah Kagen. Classics and others by Leo Sayer, Happy Mondays, The Smithereens, Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs, The Jam, Everything But The Girl, The Chemistry Set, The Ramones, Dusty Springfield, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Cousteau, and a bunch of others. Gruff Rhys - Bad Friend The Dresden Dolls - Ultima Esperanza Release The Sunbird - It's All Around You Buck Meek - Beauty Opens Doors The Smile - Friend Of A Friend Leo Sayer - Dancer Olafur Arnalds ft Alice Sara Ott - Letters of a Traveller Esther Rose - Dream Girl Matthew Sweet and Susanna Hoffs - Sugar Magnolia The Droogs - She's Got Everything Go Dog Go - Sold Your Soul to the Devil The Smithereens - Time And Time Again The Jack Rubies - Read My Mind Happy Mondays - Dennis and Lois Fawns of Love - Divine Josin (feat. Ólafur Arnalds) - We Could Stay The Ramones - Substitute The Hellacopters - Be Not Content The Chemistry Set - A House Is Not A Motel Sprints - Shaking Their Hands DownTown Mystic - Lost And Found Tallies - Wound Up Tight The Chemistry Set - Paint Me A Dream Patti Smith - So You Want To Be (A Rock 'N' Roll Star) The Grip Weeds - Shakin' All Over Warpaint - Ashes to Ashes Trevor Something - The Man Who Sold the World OME - Anti-Matter Ten Years After - Love Like A Man Shed Seven - F K H The Bluetones - Slight Return Oasis - Wonderwall The Jam - The Bitterest Pill (I Ever Had To Swallow) West Indian Girl - All My Friends Jonah Kagen - Pollution Mundy - Healthy David Brewis - When You First Meet Everything But The Girl - Fascination Rain Tree Crow David Sylvian - Cries And Whispers Scott Walker - Just One Smile Cousteau - Last Good Day of the Year Dusty Springfield - The Look of Love Rahsaan Roland Kirk - Alfie Read the full article

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kumaronoa · 2 years

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15 OC Associations

thank youuu @oxygenforthewicked and @blueheaded for tagging me :D *hugs*

I’ll do this with Kai ;D

animal: maned wolf

color: red

month: april

song: David Sylvian - For the Love of Life

number: 12

day or night: night

plant:wild hemlock

smell: mud after rain

gemstone:pigeon-blood ruby

season: summer

place: dense forest at night

food: peach tart

drink: water ( yep XD)

astrological sign: aries

element: fire

tagging: @hanawrites404 @mystikawi @mammonprotectionsquad @xxbeepersxx @casual-flower @jonogueira ( only if u want :D ) and anyone else who wants to ^-^

#tag game #kai

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faimrpg · 3 years

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Name: Karine Age: 25+ Occupation: Spy for Alain Gauthier Suggested Faceclaims: Alperen Duymaz, John David Washington, Amita Suman, Zoe Kravitz Pronouns: Up to player Currently: Open

YOU HUNGER FOR —

Pursuit. Though you are not one for cheap thrills, you chose this life specifically for it. You became an informer because it led you to the mouth of adventure, opening wealth and danger before you like a river. Instruments are usually made at the behest of others—but you carved yourself from yourself. You are self-professed in the best ways to infiltrate a foreign body, be it country or a person. You weaned your mouth on the poison it takes to subdue and survive it. For a while, you whetted these talents in one of the secret covens that abound throughout Celestine. When your companions spat you out in the streets, determined to cut the losses of rabid dogs, you landed on your feet and even did a tumble. You smiled blood-lipped at the applause. Alain recruited you as one auctions a cursed object, abandoned by a wiser, duller owner. He chose you not for your talents with a stiletto, which remain unrivaled even in the copse of killers that is Calandre’s capital, nor for your mind, skilled in all the vernacular of dead and dying empires. You never asked what you saw on you, but you can wager a safe bet: it was your laughter, opening around danger like a fruitbite. Gauthier had enough sensible hirelings: what he needed was a beast that never slacks the chase. As it is, your thrills are the furthest thing from whimsical. They are an offering on the shrine of the highest bidder, sharp as cut rubies and thrumming crimson.

CONNECTIONS

Sylviane Amaury: There’s something to be said about the lap of luxury, after all. Though you never saw yourself falling in bed with someone like them, all gilded satinwood and flimsy porcelain, it was not for lack of imagination. You simply dismissed them as complications without due reward. You wanted your hunt for power to be seized and earned, rather than granted as some alcove gift. Whenever Alain called you into court, your entertainment laid elsewhere. But the painter, in their decadence and ignorance of all that’s dirt and bones, has a charm of their own. Of course, that they have Calandre’s ears does not hurt, either.

Rowan ald Gwynn: It’s a jarring sight, watching Widrowem bleed into Val Faim like an open wound. It’s as if having two worlds enmeshed together and then wrenched apart. You knew Rowan in what feels like another life—not older, or kinder, or even less deadly, but one carried in parallel to your days in Celestine. Whenever Alain dispatched you to the southern kingdoms, on numerous and sinister tasks over the years, you would go to them for both information and indulgence. Perhaps it was rivalry; perhaps it was affection. Whatever the form, they knew you under a different name, a different self. And now they are here.

Victoire de Chevin: Before the little tin soldier rose in the ranks, they were only another toy waiting beneath Celestine’s heel. They say Calandre makes people, and then unmakes them at the next wheel’s turn—but you know that is not the empress’ prerogative. That’s merely how fate turns. As someone who travelled all over the known world, and to the brink of the unknown one, you’ve seen all kingdoms do the same. Victoire was once small, and overeager, and it nearly cost them their life. You swept in to save them before Alain even ordered it. How fortuitous, that now they’re on the large, and you can swoop in to ask for your debt.

#new rp #lsrpg #literate rp #skeleton rp #karine skeleton #open

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therainroguefanfiction · 4 years

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☁ Drifting Away (Giotto) #06

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☁ Protectors ✗ Future ✗ Threat ☁

“My name is Rorian and I’m the boss of the Gardiano Famiglia,” Byakudera, now known as Rorian, said as he stared at you, one leg crossed over the other and his arms folded over his chest. “And we need your help.”

“I’m Salmon, the lightning guardian.” Red pushed his glasses up with his index finger, smiling shyly at you. “I’m the protector of the first generation lightning guardian, Lampo.”

“Protector?” you blinked in confusion.

“Allow me to explain,” Salmon picked up the laptop and moved to sit beside you, the laptop on his legs. He tapped a few keys and the screen lit up. “You see, we’re from the future, too. Beyond your time period, though; we’re from ten years after your time. We borrowed Shouichi Irie’s technology to come here.”

“You know Shouichi?” Of all the questions plaguing your mind at that moment, that would be the one that you asked. You nearly facepalmed.

“T-That’s right,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his head as his cheeks flushed. “He’s my older cousin.”

“Should have known,” you muttered under your breath, glancing off to the side.

Rorian cleared his throat, glaring at the both of you. “Small details are unimportant. Get back on topic.”

“R-Right. You remember Kikyo, one of the real six funeral wreaths?” You nodded and he continued. “He was angry about Byakuran being defeated and even more angry that he had been kept alive by the Varia’s sun guardian. He used Shouichi’s technology to come to this point on the timeline. He plans to use his power to completely annihilate the Vongola. We are here to make sure that doesn’t happen.”

“Kikyo has to be stopped but he mustn’t be killed. We have to take him back to the future alive or it could disrupt the flow of time indefinitely. You won’t be able to return home until this matter is resolved,” Rorian stood and walked to the side of the room, behind the couch you sat on and poured himself a cup of coffee.

Two questions entered your mind, glowing brighter than the rest. “Oi, Rorian. Can I ask you something?”

He raised an eyebrow as he sat back down. You took his silence as a confirmation to continue.

“Can I call you Rory? And are you somehow related to Byakuran or Gokudera?”

His eye twitched. “No. You may not call me Rory.”

“Dude, you totally just avoided my second question,” you stared at him blankly. “I am so~ calling you Rory-chan now.”

His reddish purple eyes closed in an attempt to keep his annoyance level under control.

“He’s Byakuran’s little brother,” Salmon answered, typing away on his laptop. He froze, however, at the killer intent rolling off of his boss and the evil glare he was now receiving. He gulped. “Y-Y/N needs to know everything. Sylvian agrees with me!”

“I don’t give a damn if the queen of England agrees with you. I am the boss and what I say goes.”

“But, boss – !”

“Why’s it matter?” You interrupted, looking at the male curiously. “It’s the little details that make the big picture clear, ya know.”

Rorian sighed, closing his eyes and rubbing his forehead as if he had a bad headache. It was obvious he had no intention of answering the question.

“That’s an easy one,” A man appeared in the doorway, walking over and sitting next to Rorian. His hair was a spikey silver, tied back in a low ponytail that stopped mid-back, and his eyes were a bright emerald green. “Rory believed that you wouldn’t want to help if you knew that he and the devil-bitch were related. We need your help and we can’t afford to lose you.”

You snickered at his word choice. ‘Oh yeah, we are going to be good friends,’ “Clearly, he’s not a bad person, he just has an attitude problem. And he doesn’t seem too happy about Byakuran’s decisions or Kikyo’s plan. I feel… I feel like I can trust him. And both of you, too.”

“Oh?” The unnamed male stood and moved over to stand in front of you, arms crossed and eyes searching. He stood that way for several minutes like he was reading a book before his lips pulled up into a smile. “Your instincts are pretty good,” he held out a ringed hand. “My name is Sylvian, Cloud guardian and protector of Alaude.”

“Fun,” you grinned, sliding your hand into his own. He chuckled in response, taking a seat on the other side of you. “I have a question, though. Why me?” The three men looked at you and you clarified, “I don’t mind. I think it’s pretty cool to meet the first-gen in person. I just don’t understand why I was chosen to help you all stop Kikyo. I mean, Tsuna’s stronger than I am plus he’s the boss. Why didn’t you pick him?”

“Although Sawada Tsunayoshi is very strong, he’s not the one to save the first-generation family. Only the bearer of the fire ring can save them.”

The four of you turned towards the door and your eyes widened. The man that stood there, his dark red orbs trained on you, his hair the same as Zakuro’s. He resembled him, too, but he looked older, more mature, and laid back. The man stepped forward, his eyes never leaving your form.

“The fire guardians, the ones that no one knows about. We are the strongest of them all, second only to the boss,” his ruby-red eyes glanced at Rorian before returning to you.

“So you’re the fire guardian?” you questioned, moving to stand in front of him. He towered over you, at least six-foot-three.

He nodded. “I was the fire guardian for the Millefiore originally. My younger brother was also a real funeral wreath, but that bastard betrayed him and now he’s dead,” he paused. “Don’t get me wrong. I’m not in this for revenge. I always thought what Byakuran did was wrong, but I bit my tongue and stayed with the Millefiore in order to watch over my brother, but I refused to fight for them. When I found out my brother had been killed, I left.”

“Zakun was the one who informed us of Kikyo’s plan,” Sylvian said, resting his cheek in the palm of his hand. “Kikyo attempted to get Zakun to join, but he refused and came to us. The fire rings are very picky, which is why several generations of the ring were skipped. So many people tried to bare the ring, but it refused them every time. Like a spoiled child,” he muttered the last part under his breath, but you all heard it.

“When the young tenth generation Vongola went to the future to stop Byakuran with the power of the Vongola rings – ” Zakun paused, walking over to sit on the same couch as Rorian, ” – everything began to change. When your boss defeated Byakuran. When Yuni gave her life to revive the fallen Arcobaleno. All of this changed the future. Everyone that had been killed and all of the destruction caused by Byakuran was reversed. This included bringing my brother back to life, but his memories of the event have been removed. Since Kikyo was left alive, his memories weren’t tampered with.”

“Our goal is to make sure history doesn’t repeat itself. If Kikyo succeeds, the world is doomed. It’s our job to protect the first-generation family. And yours, as well. Only the fire guardians are strong enough to support us,” Rorian sipped his coffee, “We have yet to find the third.”

“The third?” you questioned, sitting back down between Sylvian and Salmon.

“That’s correct. We have the fire guardian for the Millefiore and Gardiano Family; Zakun. And the tenth generation Vongola fire guardian; You. But we still need the first generation Vongola fire guardian.” Salmon explained, pulling up the chart for the rings on his computer.

“I didn’t think there was one.”

“There isn’t.”

“Then how…?”

“Giotto already had his core family when he first formed the Vongola. The fire guardian wasn’t necessary. However, now he is. It’s your job to take the fire ring from the Primo and find its rightful owner,” Rorian told you, his expression dead serious.

“Woah, hold on a damn minute,” you shot up, glaring at the white-haired male. “You want me to steal the fire ring? You’re nuts!”

“It’s necessary.”

“They’re already suspicious of me. If I do this and get caught, I’ll never gain their trust!”

“Would you rather explain the situation?” he questioned, eyes narrowed in annoyance as his voice dripped with sarcasm. “I’m sure he’ll believe you.”

“You little…”

“Well, I’ll be taking you back now,” Sylvian announced, grabbing your arm and pulling you toward the door you had entered in at. Your cries of protest were ignored as he roughly pulled you through the winding hallways. Sylvian kept quiet until the pair of you had exited the house and made your way out onto the street. “I knew the two of you were going to clash.”

“I can’t do this,” you muttered, staring at the pale hand clasped around your wrist. The last thing you wanted was for the Primo to hate you or to find that he can’t trust you. And stealing from him? You just couldn’t.

“I understand that,” he sighed, turning around and placing his hands on your shoulders. His eyes looked sympathetic as they bore into your own. “I understand your feelings, I do, but you have to make a decision. You can choose not to take the ring and the chance of the Primo being murdered will increase. Or you can take the ring, risk him no longer trusting you, but save his life, not to mention the lives of your own family.”

You bit your lip and looked at the ground. When he put it that way, it made your decision pretty clear.

“Oh, and what do we have here?”

Both of you looked up towards the voice and you scowled. Of all the times for him to appear, it had to be now.

Daemon Spade stood there, a smirk on his lips as his blue orbs darted back and forth between the two of you. “You found a friend? How sweet.”

“Che,” you glared at him before returning to Sylvian, who looked indifferent to the whole situation. “Thank you for everything. And I’ll think it over, I promise.” You sent him a small smile before heading towards Spade.

He chuckled as you passed but said nothing, turning around to follow after you. He picked up his pace so that he was walking in front of you; you had no clue where you were going, after all. Everything you had been told weighed on your mind. You felt relieved that you knew why you had been brought here and that you did have a chance of returning to your own era, but the weight of the new information took its place, weighing even heavier than the first. You had some serious thinking to do.

♠ Namimori, Japan – Future ♠

Tsuna sat in his classroom, his chin resting in the palm of his hand. Class was in session, but he wasn’t paying attention to anything the teacher was saying. He was too worried to concentrate. You had been gone for a while now, which wasn’t exactly abnormal, but you usually at least called or texted him when you were gone for an extended period of time.

It was also rare for you not to tell him that you were going away for a while.

He was extremely worried. What if you had been kidnapped? The possibility was unlikely. You could have easily fought off anyone who attempted it. What if you were hurt? You never let that stop you before. What else was left? You could have been lost since your sense of direction wasn’t the greatest, but you would have called had that been the case. There was no other option left. It was almost as if you had vanished from the face of the Earth.

The situation had an eerie feeling to it, and he didn’t like that. Not one bit.

Tsuna sighed as he entered his home, kicking his shoes off before climbing the stairs. When he entered his bedroom, he was surprised at the sight before him. Reborn was sitting on his desk, drinking a cup of coffee. Lambo was beside him, tied up and hanging from the ceiling. He was crying and calling out threats towards Reborn, who simply ignored him.

“R-Reborn!” Tsuna ran over, dropping his bag onto the floor. Before he could touch Lambo, Reborn cocked his gun and aimed it at him.

“Don’t touch him,” Reborn lowered his gun and it returned to its original form as Leon. “Lambo is the reason Y/N is missing.”

“Eh?” he blinked, “What are you talking about, Reborn? What could he possibly have to do with this?”

“I did some digging and found out what happened five days ago. Y/N was over there sleeping while you were at school. He hit them with the 10-Year-Bazooka while they were sleeping.”

“Is it malfunctioning again?”

“No, I don’t believe so.”

“Don’t tell me…” Tsuna grabbed his hair, a high pitched hiiie~ leaving his throat. “A repeat of the future incident?!”

“It’s possible, but something feels off about this,” Reborn pulled his fedora down over to cover his dark pools of knowledge. “The 10-Year-Bazooka is gone and only Y/N was taken.”

“W-What do we do?”

“There’s nothing we can do,” Reborn jumped off the table and headed towards the door. “We can only wait.”

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nokogiribiki · 7 years

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NOKO 146 - Mark Van Hoen

ambient, leftfield, experimental

NOKO 146 - Mark Van Hoen

Mark Van Hoen continues to contribute to the electronic music fields and fabrics from the inspirations, observations and movements experienced in the past three plus decades. from earlier Eno, industrial & krautrock affinities found in the earliest output going back to 1981, to entering the rave and post-rave cultures of acid-house, dance based pulses with his R&S affiliated imprint Apollo Records debut in 1993.

image - Mark's latest record Ephemera

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146 intro. M.v.H. - dispelling (excerpt) [The Worcester Tapes] {orig. 1984; The Tapeworm, 2015} 001. M.v.H. - noise blues [It’s Not Me (Sketch For Winter V)] {Geographic North, 2016} 004. M.v.H. - surrounder [Playing With Time] {Apollo, 1998} 007. Scala ft. Sarah Peacock - space [Compass Heart] {Touch, 1998} 012. M.v.H. - the warmth inside you [~] {Very Friendly, 2004} 016. Locust - corporal genesis [You'll Be Safe Forever] {Editions Mego, 2013} 022. Locust - please sir [In Rememberance Of Times Past] {orig. 1982; Apollo, 1994} 024. Locust - truancy [In Rememberance Of Times Past] {orig. 1983; Apollo, 1994} 026. M.v.H. - enigma codes [The Worcester Tapes] {orig. 1984; The Tapeworm, 2015} 028. M.v.H. - dispelling 84-94 [The Last Flowers From The Darkness] {orig. 1994; Medical Records LLC, 2016} 032. Phillip Boa & The Voodooclub - deep in velvet (Locust rmx) [~] {Motor Music, 1995} 037. M.v.H. - untitled [Electronic Music 1982-1987] {orig. 1985; self-released 2017} 038. M.v.H. - dark roads [The Warmth Inside You] {Very Friendly, 2004} 044. M.v.H. & Annie Williams - jukebox heart [Folie] {Apollo, 1995; comp. Medical Records LLC, 2016} 050. M.v.H. - 1967 [The Last Flowers From The Darkness] {orig. 1994; reissue Medical Records LLC, 2016} 055. Locust - lust [Skysplit] {R&S Records, 1993} 060. M.v.H. - the fall [It’s Not Me (Sketch For Winter V)] {Geographic North, 2016} 064. Locust - prospero [Weathered Well] {Apollo, 1994} 072. M.v.H. & Annie Williams - si [Ruby] {Apollo, 1995} 077. Steve Hauschildt - peroxide [Tragedy & Geometry] {Kranky, 2011} 079. Sun - i don't mind (Norbert Möslang remix) [Sun] {Preservation / Staubgold, 2001} 084. M.v.H. - subie [You'll Be Safe Forever] {Editions Mego, 2013} 086. The Higher Intelligence Agency -‎ speech 3 (conoid tone reformed by Autechre) [Colour Reform] {Beyond, 1994} 092. M.v.H. & Annie Williams - folie [~] {Apollo, 1995; comp. Medical Records LLC, 2016} 097. Colleen - goodbye sunshine [Everyone Alive Wants Answers] {Leaf, 2003; reissue 2016} 100. M.v.H. - i need silence [Where Is The Truth] {City Centre Offices, 2010} 105. Locust - snowblind [After The Rain] {Editions Mego, 2014} 107. David Sylvian - weathered wall (instrumental) [The Ink In The Well] {Virgin, 1984} 112. M.v.H. - When Tomorrow Comes [Playing With Time] {Apollo, 1998} 117. M.v.H. ft. Lisa Millett - Love Is All [Playing With Time] {Apollo, 1998}

2017-08-10 & 2017-09-07 . radio blau 2017-08-18 /-25 . radio lotte 2017-08-19 /-22 . radio corax 2017-08-27 . fsk hamburg 2019-10-15 /-19 . radio corax «rerun 2021-03-26 . pi radio 2022-09-25 . fsk hamburg «rerun

#experimental #pop #love is all #Mark Van Hoen #Locust #Apollo #Touch #Editions Mego #electronic #leftfield #ambient #nokogiribiki #podcast

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