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musicalacademy · 25 days
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Embarking on a musical journey with the guitar is an adventure filled with chords, melodies, and endless possibilities. Whether you’re a budding musician in Bukit Panjang or an aspiring bass guitarist in Singapore, private guitar lessons offer a personalized pathway to mastering this beloved instrument.
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mandevilleconservatory · 10 months
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THINGS TO KNOW BEFORE GOING TO MUSIC SCHOOL
BE SPECIFIC ABOUT YOUR LEARNING: You can enroll in violin classes in Singapore if you wish to learn how to play the instrument. Not all schools have teachers who are proficient in all genres of music or musical instruments. You can study any genre of music, including jazz, rock, pop, and classical, but first you need to find a school with knowledgeable instructors in that genre.
DO THEY PROVIDE A CERTIFICATE: Being a trained musician or singer is preferable if you wish to pursue a career in music. You can earn a number of degrees by enrolling in Singapore's top music school and putting in the effort. With this degree, you can become well-known in this sector, start instructing students as a music teacher, or even create your own music school if you have the necessary skills.
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ainsleyview · 2 years
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Benefits of Playing Piano
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You may be considering taking up the piano to turn into an expert musician, to act out in the open or to play the Chopin's nocturnes, yet did you had any idea that playing the piano can really have some fantastic medical advantages?
It Can Diminish Your Feelings Of Anxiety
Playing the piano can be an extraordinary method for easing pressure. You can sit at the piano and fill your psyche with only the most stunning piano music - assisting you with foregetting the burdens and kinds of a harsh day at the workplace!
Indeed, playing the piano will surely lessen your feelings of anxiety!
It Can Increment Mental Turn Of Events
Various logical examinations have shown that playing an instrument invigorates the mind in an extraordinary manner. While playing the piano, neurological pathways are associated. These pathways could in fact help you in different disciplines - like maths, science, and designing!
This will affect your vocation by assisting you with turning into an additional trained and organized person. (Proficient artists frequently become incredible dealers for instance as they grasp the significance of training!)
You will raise your level of intelligence by a couple of focuses and work on your capacity to reason!
It Will Help You Through Troublesome Times
It's undeniably true that music has mending characteristics as should be visible in the article Music as medication by the American Mental Affiliation
As indicated by the article on the vibration of melodic notes healingly affects various side effects.
Despondency is frequently treated with melodic vibration.
Actually, music goes past the domain of day to day existence and ventures into the actual fiber of human existence, presence and questions.
By figuring out how to play the piano, you will profit from this extraordinary mending powers of the vibrations and hints of the notes.
It can assist you with traversing troublesome times and assist you with tracking down strength in the difficult situation.
It very well may be a getaway from stress and assist with settling pressure.
Music is basically heavenly!
It Can Diminish Dejection
Playing the piano can be a social action, especially in the event that you take up bunch examples. These are a fabulous method for realizing which provide you with a steady organization of well disposed individual piano sweethearts - it implies you won't ever be without somebody to talk to, and can assist with keeping sensations of depression under control.
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trashpanda1238 · 1 month
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Rule of the day:Don't copy sarcastic people
Okay, so I was in music class and the teacher was using an acronym called MADTSHIRT ( Melody, Articulation, Dynamics etc.). She asked the class what does the S stand for and as a joke i whispered to my friend "Singapore". This boy next to me immediatley blurted out "It stands for Singapore miss". When she said he was wrong a look of pure betrayal was plastered across his face as he turned to stare at me.
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praisemusicschool · 1 year
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On the history of music education
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So what is so bad about letting music education be based around the Romantic ideals of  spectacle and performance? Surely the fee-paying public have a right to be satisfied? The problem is that it easy to define what a spectacular performance is. The same problem applies to the modern ideal of novelty in music. It is really easy to judge a piece of music and say: This piece of music breaks new ground, therefore it is good. There are two problems here: Firstly our "simple criteria" for evaluating music has turned out to be quite useless for describing what we find to be "good" in music. Secondly, even if that were that were not the case, it turns out to be extremely easy to run into limits for such simple criteria. As Jarred Diamond pointed out in his book "Collapse", the Easter Island civilisation didn't die out because they were no longer capable of building large stone statues, but because they were building large stone statues to stave off catastrophe (presumably instead of doing something worthwhile instead). Is it really possible (or feasible) to have much more monumental music than the Turangalila? To push the human capacity for speed that much faster than Wang? To make music more intricate than Ferneyhough's? Is music a sport? Or is it an art? So when the music exam system rewards and awards those who can play more intricate music, faster and with greater dynamic flourish we have to ask ourselves: What has any of this got to do with training our youth to play music? The problem isn't testing people's ability to play fast or complicated music. The problem is with equating that with a test of musical ability. I would have no objection to calling such exams “technical exams”, but calling them “music exams” puts it in the minds of the examiner and candidates alike that there is some universally accepted standard for what “good” is in music, and by extension that the examiner knows what that entails. I am not arguing for a relativistic approach either, I believe that there is an absolute objective aesthetic reality. But I don't believe that we as the human race knows, or can hope to know conclusively, just what that reality is. I also believe that all exams (not just music exams) must take this truth into account.  We must either test for “goodness” in music, properly defined instead using some arbitrary proxy, or we must test for technical proficiency. Mixing the two is a recipe for irrelevance of the classical exam structure in broader culture.
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the-offside-rule · 2 months
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Charles Leclerc (Scuderia Ferrari) - It's Always Been You
Requested: yes
Prompt: 4) "You deserve better."
Warnings: nope, but long iwl
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As the paddock seemed normal in it's all too familiar business and loudness, Y/n found solace in between hospitality lounges, with the stacks of Red Bull Racing tyres as her only form of company. The scent of rubber and gasoline enveloped her as she sought refuge from the shattered pieces of her heart. Tears streaked down her cheeks, leaving a trail of black from her eyeliner. As the sister of Max Verstappen, Y/n was no stranger to the high-speed world of Formula 1. Her heart, however, had taken an unexpected detour when she fell for Carlos Sainz, the charming driver who had once occupied a special place in her life. She remembers when she first met him, back when her twin and him were teammates. There was always casual flirting but then when Y/n finished up school in 2016, the pair began going on dates since her visits to the paddock became more and more common, then becoming basically constant once they made it official. They were the it couple and it felt like no other couple could compare. How they looked at eachother, how they spoke of one another, it seemed too good good be true...until the faithful night after the Singapore Grand Prix win when Carlos decided to call it quits.
The music pulsed through the air as Carlos downed one shot after another, his laughter filling the space. Y/n, his girlfriend, tried to catch his attention, but he seemed oblivious, lost in the sea of people. "Carlos? I  wanna go dance." Y/n said. "Yeah, sure. Go ahead." Carlos replied, turning back to his group of instagram models who fanned over him, all desperate for the same thing; dick and clout. She rolled her eyes and walked away. "Fine, do whatever." As she walked away, the girls began giggling at her little outburst and Carlos didn't once stick up for Y/n. He was never like this before. He wasn't even like this at their romantic dinner the night before. But Y/n got on with it and did what she wanted to do; dance.
As she lost herself in the music, a man managed to gather the courage and make his way towards her. "Hey gorgeous." The stranger smiled, dancing along with Y/n. Since Carlos was surrounded by these stupid instagram models, the least Y/n could do was talk to a guy surely. "Hey." Their conversation continued until the topic of relationships came up, to which Y/n said that she had a boyfriend.
"I don't see him." The stranger grinned, leaning closer. "Well, you see that guy up there with the huge bottle of champagne?" The guy nodded. "That's my boyfriend. Carlos. He just won the Grand Prix a few hours ago." The stranger looked between the spaniard and Y/n. "He looks occupied." He said, referring to the hoard of girls surrounding him. "Honestly, who gives a fuck. The only reason he won it was because Red Bull had a fuck up." The man laughed at Y/n's drunken joke, but she couldn't help but feel bad for undermining her boyfriend's hard work.
As she swayed with her newfound dance partner, Carlos watched from afar, a twinge of jealousy gnawing at him. His strides became purposeful, marching towards the dancing couple. His vision blurry, he poked the stranger. He turned. "Hey, you're Y/n's boyfriend. How you doing man?" He asked, putting his hand out. Carlos slapped it away. "Yeah, whatever. Who are you?" Y/n arched a brow at the sudden rudeness of Carlos. "I've been talking to Y/n since you've been occupied." He joked. "Are you accusing me of cheating on my girlfriend?"
"Carlos, what the fuck?" Y/n asked. "I didn't mean to-"
"No, no, I know what you want and you're not going to get it." Carlos began shoving the guy. "Because when I go back to my hotel room, I'm going to have her on her knees and screaming my name, while you sit by yourself with your left hand doing all the work-"
Carlos was silenced by a hard thump to the face, that ended with both his lip and nose bleeding. Carlos stumbled back, holding his nose. "Carlos!" Y/n rushed to his side, concern etched across her face. "Carlos, we need to leave. This is getting out of hand." He pushed her away, his drunken gaze defiant. "I don't need you. I can handle myself." Ignoring her, he swung at the guy, completely missing him and falling to the floor. "Carlos, we're going." Y/n repeated, this time more stern. Carlos scoffed and despite the chaos, Y/n managed to guide Carlos outside and hailed a cab. The ride home was tense, filled with silence interrupted only by the distant sounds of the city nightlife.
As Y/n scanned their key card, Carlos lay against the wall beside the door, looking at Y/n with pure hatred in his eyes. "You're such a bitch sometimes." He muttered. Y/n turned to him. "Excuse me?" The door beeped and Carlos practically burst it down. "You heard me. You're You're a bitch sometimes." Y/n closed the door behind her and followed Carlos to the bed where he kicked off his shoes. "How am I a bitch? People were filming you and I don't think you want to answer to your PR people tomorrow morning." Y/n rolled her eyes and sat down on the sofa, taking her heels off promptly. "Okay? You're still a bitch. I could have taken him."  Y/n's frustration bubbled over as she demanded an explanation. "Carlos, what's going on? Why are you acting like this?"
Carlos glared at her, venom in his words. "I'm tired of this, Y/n. I don't want you in my life anymore." Stunned, Y/n pleaded. "Carlos, what are you tired of? We don't argue ever. Please, let's talk about it in the morning. You're drunk, and we can figure things out then." But Carlos was resolute. "No, I want you gone now. Pack your things and leave." Her eyes flickered as a few tears had fallen.
"You're so shit at this mate!" Max cackled, taking another sip of his beer whilst Pierre missed yet another goal on FIFA. The hotel room was filled with laughter as a few drivers had finished their clubbinv prematurely to instead play a few games of FIFA. The camaraderie and banter echoed through the room, creating a light atmosphere that temporarily eased the pressures of the racing world. Amid the gaming frenzy, a sudden knock on the door disrupted the jovial mood. "I'll get it." Charles said, walking towards the door. He expected some food from room service since they paid for it, but instead he was surprised to find Y/n Verstappen standing there, tears streaming down her face. "Hi, Charles." She sniffled.
"Y/n. Are you okay? What happened?" Charles asked, genuine concern etched on his face. Y/n, struggling to compose herself, managed to choke out. "Is Max here?"
Charles nodded, realizing something serious must have transpired. He stepped aside, allowing Y/n to enter the room. "Max? It's Y/n." The laughter hushed as the other drivers sensed the shift in the atmosphere. Max stood up. "Y/n? What's wrong?" A few words had been spoken in Dutch and it seemed that each word Y/n said, made Max angrier. The other drivers simply watched on, wanting to see what happened. "Where is he?" Max demanded in a demanding tone. "Max, please don't. That's the last thing I need tonight." Y/n pleaded. "No, I'm getting dad and we are sorting this." Max replied. "Max, no! He'll kill him!"
"And I will bury him. Don't worry about it." The drivers shared glances amongst one another as the siblings had run out of the room, closing the door behind them. "Are we going to see what happens or what?" Charles asks. "Seems like family stuff. I am leaving them to it." Pierre replied. "Seems logical." Lando added. Charles groaned as he left the room, following the sounds of loud shouting in both Dutch and English.
He looked down to see two figures banging on Carlos' door. "You don't treat my sister like this!" Max shouted as Y/n pulled from his arm, trying to deter him. "Max! Stop!" Charles shouted, trying to mediate, urging everyone to calm down. "If someone did this to your sister, you'd you'd the same!" Max shouted back at Charles. "Max! Not here! There are people trying to sleep." Charles said, reasoning with the dutchman. The commotion drew the attention of hotel staff and even a few curious guests. "Get out here, you fucking pussy!" Max had begun kicking the door now, not caring if it broke and deciding he'd worry about it if the door did break. The chaos continued until Max's father, joined the fray. The yelling and banging intensified, creating a scene that could be heard throughout the hotel.
Eventually, the rage subsided, as everyone agreed that Carlos must have passed out drunk and that it was a conversation best having in the morning. Max and Jos walked away as Charles stood by Y/n, tear-stained and emotionally drained. "Do you have a place to stay?" Charles asked. "I'm sure your brother wouldn't mind letting you stay." Y/n shook her head. "No. They're playing FIFA I don't want to have to kick them all out." Y/n replied. "Then I'll let you have my bed and Ill sleep on the floor." Charles offered. She smiled. "As nice as you're being right now, I don't need your pity. Im just going to fall asleep in my room and deal with this in the morning." She said. "Y/n, you can't possibly do that. I wouldn't wouldn't sleep in the same bed as him. You deserve better." Before Charles could even trg to convince her, she opened the door, re-entered her and Carlos' hotel room and closed it again without another word.
She had moved on from Carlos. In all honesty, she hadn't heard a lot from him. That was until she had come to her first Grand Prix single in 8 years. It felt weird not having someone to hold hands with, but she got on with it, showing her poker face and pretending not to care about her recent breakup. As she walked, she noticed an all too familiar spaniard, holding a gorgeous woman in his arms. It was a model, a model Y/n had seen on the catwalk of the Ferrari fashion event. That's where they must have met...back when Carlos was still in a relationship with Y/n. And that's how she found herself hiding like a kid scared of the dark, in between the Red Bull and Ferrari hospitality where no one could find her.
"Are you okay?" Y/n jumped as she wiped her eyes. "I- yeah. I'm fine. Who are-" She paused as she looked up to see Charles walking towards her. "What are you doing here?" Charles asked. "Inspecting the tyres, you?" Y/n replied quickly, drying her eyes. "Talking with the tyre inspector." Charles replied, sitting down next to her. Y/n looked up, her eyes swollen but grateful for the company. "Why are you crying?" Charles asked. "It's just-" Yhe tears had started again. "Carlos' new girlfriend is so much prettier, and she's so much skinnier and her hair is different, her eyes are different, we are just nothing alike and Carlos is just so happy with her." Y/n sobbed. Charles wrapped an arm around her, pulling her closer to him as her tears stained his red shirt. "He's moved on and I'm sat, befriending stacks of tyres."
"Well that's not true. I'm not a stack of tyres, am I?" Y/n chuckled at the light hearted joke Charles had made. "No, no you're not." She replied. "You seem to be much nicer to talk to than a set of tyres, to be fair." Unbeknownst to her, Charles had been silently witnessing the intricate dance of emotions unfolding in the paddock. His infatuation with Y/n had started years ago, at one of Max's early kart races.
"Charles, you cut me off there! You could've caused a crash," Max argued, frustration evident in his voice. Charles, eager to impress Y/n, tried to maintain composure. "Max, I had the racing line! You should've anticipated my move." He chuckled, looking over to Y/n subtly to see her reaction. "Anticipated? You came out of nowhere!" Max shot back. As Charles vehemently defended his position, Y/n couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She expected a spirited rivalry, but Charles's insistence on being right grated on her nerves.
"Charles, back down. You know I'm right." Max urged, trying to defuse the tension. Yet, Charles, fueled by both competitiveness and a desire to impress, doubled down. "Max, I won't back down when I'm right." The harder Charles pushed, the more Y/n saw a side of him she didn't like. She began to see why Max always yelled about how much of a diclhead Charles was and she fully agreed now. "Charles, seriously, I will be to the stewards about it." Max insisted, the frustration evident in his tone. But Charles, in his pursuit of proving himself, didn't heed the advice. As the argument escalated, Y/n couldn't help but feel a growing distaste for Charles.
"You know what, Charles? Forget it. We're done talking," Max declared, grabbing his helmet and walking away with Y/n behind him. "Hij is een klootzak." Y/n muttered. "Ah, dus nu zie je die kant van hem?"
"Why are you even here? Don't you hate me?" Y/n asked, too tired to move her head from his shoulder. Charles sighed. "I never hated you, Y/n. You started hating me so I pretended to hate you back." Her brow furrowed in confusion. "But you always seemed so distant, so cold." Charles cast his gaze downward, confessing, "I didn't want Max to think I was interfering. I liked you from when I was in karting, but you started dating Carlos and I just gave up."
"I wish I had known, Charles," Y/n admitted, wiping away tears. "I could've used a friend." Charles offered a reassuring smile. "Well, you have one now. And if you'll let me, maybe more than just a friend." She sighed. "As much as I would love to, I just don't think I'm ready to have a boyfriend, let alone date my ex's teammate." Y/n replied. "That's fine. He's out of a Ferrari seat for next year anyway." Y/n smiled. "Listen, I don't care how long it takes. I've waited like what, 15 years already? I may as well hold on for another while."
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cheriladycl01 · 2 months
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NBA/ NDA - Sergio Perez x SingaporeanOlympicBasketball! Reader
Plot: You were hot shit in Singapore and America where you played for a women's NBA team. As a professional whose also performed for the WBNA and for a home Olympic Team, you deserve a night out clubbing.
Credit to perstappen for the GIF
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You'd just won gold for Singapore in Women's Basketball Team and you couldn't be prouder of you, your team and the support from your country.
You'd moved away from Singapore when you were 16 with your family to live in New York to be able to participate in the WNBA. You went to a high-school before getting into a college on a basketball scholarship. You played for your university team before being scouted for New York Liberty and playing with them.
Then you had the option in 2020, to start training for the summer Olympics in 2024 with a basketball team in Singapore, it was a lot of travel back and forth between American and Singapore to the point where you knew the first class air hostesses on all Qatar Airways flights.
Training for two separate teams was very hard however you had such a growth in fans over the past few years even being invited to the Met Gala and various other events that had you further in the eye of the media.
Tonight you were celebrating with the girls from your home team in Singapore. All your hard work had paid off and you were currently in one of Singapore's finest clubs.
You were at the bar, watching your friends dance with their partners who'd they'd invited along with them to see the game. You didn't have a special someone to celebrate with, just the girls but they of course were all occupied.
"What's a girl like you doing here by yourself!" a voice says next to you, making you look at the man who was sipping from a small glass he held.
"I'm not by myself, I'm with friends!" you explain looking over his soft features.
"Well, you've been here for an hour and you haven't spoken to anyone" he says making you laugh a little.
"So, what you've been watching me for the last hour? You want an NDA with me or something?" you chuckle not understanding this guys m-o.
"No, no I just thought I'd come over and say hello, I saw you win gold. Congratulations" he smiles offering you a drink which you take suspiciously until the bartender gives you a nod that it's safe.
"You were there?" you ask raising your voice a little above the music.
"Yeah, I was here for the race. Was given tickets from my team!" he answers and that when your drunk mind really looks over his features and you remembered seeing him on a Red Bull advertisement.
"Oh! You are a driver! In F1 right? Red Bull?" you ask looking over him again as you say it to make sure you don't sound stupid.
"Yes, how'd you know?" he asks with a laugh.
"You were on the can of my drink!" you smile, showing the can next to the JaeagerBomb you'd just inhaled.
"Both athletes then!" he smiles and you nod.
"Yep! How'd you find it with all the travelling?" you ask, knowing you'd struggled going between just Singapore and New York.
"It's hard, but seeing all the different places and people is what makes it so great" he smiles. The drinks start to get to you and in seconds you've grabbed his hand.
You took him onto the dance floor, letting your body do the talking as you danced against the man that was probably older than you'd normally go for but you'd had too many drinks to look at those fine details.
His dancing was awkward at first but eventually when he got into it you both weren't caring at the eyes or cameras on the pair of you having fun.
"Hey! We should so play one on one basketball one time!" you shout at him and he nods.
"I'll need your number for that handsome so i cant set a date!" you ask boldly and he nods, taking your phone and putting his number into it.
The rest for you and Sergio, was history.
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y/user: Clubbing after winning Gold met this random F1 driver? He brought me lots of drinks.
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schechoperez: I'm glad i bumped into you when you were hanging out with your team-mates alone...
-> y/user: hey I was partying!
->fan1: no way did Checo find her alone in the club, ITS Y/N Y/L/N
lewishamilton: I didn't have this match on my 2024 bingo card...
->fan2: not even Sir Lewis Hamilton could predict hot WNBA female with Mexican F1 driver.
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allieebobo · 5 months
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Merry Crisis—Developer's log
Romance-focused x Slice-of-life x Queer x Non-Euro-centric x Character-based
Demo | Features | Cast of characters | Back to Main Post | COG forum | Dedicated tumblr | Ko-fi
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Wordcount: ~152k words
Prologue (24 Dec '21): The Departure ~19k words 
Rush home to grab your things and head to JFK airport (why exactly are you so late for your flight?)
Bump into Nat, who offers to give you a ride to the airport, because they’re... just that kind of ride-or-die (literally) friend...?
Charm, beg, or name-drop your way into getting on that plane despite your horrifying tardiness. Or: miss your flight despite your best efforts (or maybe you weren’t trying that hard?) - and spend one more night in New York.
Chapter One (10 Jun '22): The Arrival | 24 Dec ~51k words
Have your lift hijacked by Shay, your neighbour’s new tenant
Eat your favorite Singaporean food
Participate in your family’s unique Christmas tradition [Paint some ugly santa figurines, or bake and karaoke to your heart’s content or play mahjong]
Call your old friend Joony, and get lost in memories of your junior-college* days... Qiu (no surprise here) features heavily in those memories.
Have a ‘midnight heart-to-heart’ with your brother. (or not!)
Chapter Two (28 Jan '23): Christmas Day | 25 Dec !~48k words
Attend Christmas dinner with the extended family. Get embroiled in some true soap opera-style drama.
Ride off from the family dinner with Shay on their motorbike (to your mother’s horror), to a live music venue. Meet their bandmates, dance with Shay or perform on stage with the band
Call Nat, reminisce about the first and last time Nat had come to visit Singapore, and fight for a possible future together.
Sit in the park and stare out into the ocean—and have a flashback about your 18th birthday spent with your high school first love / soulmate.
End Christmas with a bang (quite literally) in Shay’s apartment.
Chapter Four (01 Jul '23): Boxing Day | 26 Dec ~55k words
“Morning after” scene with Shay if you chose to stay over
Mountain bike ride with Shay
Flashback of The Incident with Qiu
Meet Qiu again for the first time in years—either at the reunion dinner with your high school classmates, or at the coffeeshop below your block (if you chose not to go to the dinner)
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seeminglyranch87 · 20 days
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Taylor & Travis Timeline
April 2024 - Part 2
April 19 - Taylor Swift's 11th Studio album is released; The Tortured Poets Department (x)
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2am - The Tortured Poets Department: The Anthology. 15 more songs released!!! A double album!
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8pm - Fortnight (feat. Post Malone) music video premiers on YouTube (x)
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Taylor reads some of the poem in the epilogue on the album... (x)
Taylor shares video on YouTube shorts (x) and IG with some cute footage of Travis, Benji, Singapore & more
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People give a summary of album themes in particular Taylor's fateful situationship with Matty Healy (x)
It becomes evident that Taylor has released the first songs about her relationship with Travis on The Tortured Poets Department (including The Anthology) Are there others?
The Alchemy (x)(x)
So High School
But Daddy I Love Him (final verse)
A source tells Entertainment Tonight (x)
[Travis Kelce] couldn't be more supportive and is pumped for Taylor. He knows how much this means to her and thinks she's extremely talented. Taylor and Travis admire each other's creative processes and work ethic. They cheer each other on, respect each other's opinions, and are open and communicative.
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Uproxx reviews TTPD (x)
It’s a chronicle of a specific period of time, one that she needed to explore to be able to move on (having a “squirle”-loving goofball waiting for her at home helped). As she wrote on social media when the album came out, “This writer is of the firm belief that our tears become holy in the form of ink on a page. Once we have spoken our saddest story, we can be free of it.” She’s finally clean. The Tortured Poets Department isn’t the album people thought it would be. It’s rawer. It’s funnier. It’s more poetic and unapologetically dramatic. Most of all, it’s another classic from the preeminent songwriter of her generation.
April 20 - TTPD lyric videos released on Youtube with a sweet reference to Travis and Taylor in So High School (x) - note the letters TK & TS
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April 23 - Chiefs quoting Taylor's lyrics from The Alchemy on IG (x)
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Travis & Taylor snapped out for dinner at Mateo Ristorante, West Hollywood, California
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April 24 - Donna Kelce reveals that Taylor & Travis joined Gigi Hadid and Bradley Cooper for a getaway in Carmel-by-the-Sea, California (x) dates not confirmed but presumed to be over the album release weekend.
A source tells ET (x) that Kelce is among Taylor's biggest champions. 
"Travis is so supportive of the entire album and loves that he is a part of Taylor's story. He is a Swiftie through and through, and is very proud of her."
Republic Records celebrates Taylor's achievements with TTPD (x)
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levilxvr · 4 months
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➷ hello and welcome to my blog!
My name is aquiline but feel free to call me aquie
19 | birthday: 20/11 | scorpio
I’m from singapore
pronouns: she/her
mbti: istj
bi :)
currently studying interior design and architecture
personal blog: aquilinelee
➷ likes:
dance, art, architecture, running, kayaking, squishmallows, jellycats, spending time with siblings, shopping, watermelons, music, writing, sleeping, banana bread, cold weather, lego, my tumblr mutuals
favourite music artists: fletcher, sabrina carpenter, newjeans, taylor, (g)i-dle, lesserafim
➷ aot favs:
levi
erwin
armin
mikasa
➷ other random info:
i have a twin sister
used to do ballet but stopped after high school bc i had foot problems (not very cool)
i speak english, mandarin and a little bit of japanese
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that’s all! since you’ve stumbled across my page, I hope you enjoy it. have a nice day <3
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musicalacademy · 1 month
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Courses: Drum, Guitar, Vocal Training, Piano, Ukelele & Music Theory Lessons
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Now that you know which instrument you want to learn, it's time to choose the ideal music school for you. There are numerous alternatives and the process can be difficult, but it's great when you discover the proper teacher. Mandeville Conservatory of Music is your best choice if you're seeking for the top music school in Singapore. Here, you may find the ideal teacher to meet your needs. Let's talk about some things to think about when choosing a music school.
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leeweisong-blog · 2 years
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Lee Wei song is the best music school in Singapore discovering or developing the talents with experienced guides or teachers. Music plays very important role in every child's development. It reduces mood, reduces anxiety, reduces stress and so much more. Contact us more more!! [email protected]   https://www.edocr.com/v/y4azk20b/leeweisongsingapore/best-music-school-in-singapore-for-kids 
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ainsleyview · 2 years
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Guitar Lesson Singapore
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VINNIE CLASSROOM was set up in January 2014 as a music school in Singapore to provide quality music lessons to students of all ages. We have a team of vibrant, dynamic and experienced music teachers conduct lessons in one-to-one, small group or classroom environments. Know More: https://www.vinnieclassroom.com/2020/02/13/guitar-lessons-in-singapore-a-students-point-of-view/
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sillygoose067 · 1 month
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Over the 7 Seas
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Charles Leclerc x Reader
Author’s Note: FYI, if you haven’t been following along closely since chapter 2, I had the OC be Indian/a brown girl— Just because I felt like we don’t get enough representation. So if you don’t like that, I guess just either live with it, or blur that piece of information out as you go. Also: did I use some random ass generator wheel for some of the super specific information? Yes. Will I change it? Probably not. Did I check if that kinda stuff was even possible? …Mayhaps.
When you finally make it into the restaurant and sit down to order, you immediately spot multiple people, mostly young women, pulling out their phones, trying to (not so) discreetly take photos and videos of the two of you. You could just imagine the headlines and hashtags trending the next day.
Charles is immune to this by now and smiles and waves at some of the phones, and ignores the majority of the others. 
Biting your lip, you scan through the menu. “Charles?”
“Hmm?”
“Would you mind recommending me something? I’ve never been here before”.
“Sure Chéri. Is there anything you don’t or can’t consume? I hate to assume, but I know that lots of Indians are vegetarian”.
“Ah, no. My family and I eat everything, so no worries”.
He orders a Tourte de Blettes for you and a Pissaladiere for himself.
“So. Tell me more about yourself.”
Not knowing how to go about this, you think for a while. “Well, I’m Indian, but I was born in Singapore, and brought up in America”. You count off a finger. “I was certified to be a music producer at a very young age, sometime in secondary school and I have a degree in forensic science. I really love singing, but usually only in my free time. I've actually been working at a producing studio here”. You scrunch your brows trying to recall any interesting details about yourself. “Um, I’m also a dance choreographer for a lot of Korean idol groups and produce music for them too, so I go over there from time to time… I don’t know. What exactly do you want to know?”
When you meet Charles’s eyes again, he’s looking at you with an adoring expression on his face. “You’re so cute, like a little angel. Mon ange” (My angel).
You blush in embarrassment. He asks you more about why you chose your major and what it’s like working with idols while you wait for your meals. “I’d love to hear you sing sometime”.
Just then, the waiter comes with your dishes. Whew, saved by the food! The aromas wafting off the delicious looking dishes are absolutely mouth watering, as if the sights weren’t enough. You begin to split your food in half, and he asks what you’re doing. “Oh- well, my family and I always split our meals equally to try everything, Sorry, I did that out of habit– I can take the piece back–”
“I think I quite like that idea. Here”, He splits his meal and gives it to you as well. 
After dinner, the two of you decide to split the bill, because you were unwilling to let Charles pay in full, regardless of whether or not he earned more than you. 
As you walk back home, hand-in-hand and discussing common interests, you find yourself leaning your head on his arm, and later, with his arm around your shoulder. 
When you reach the door to your apartment, he turns to you and moves a strand of hair out of your face. “I liked getting to know you tonight, and I hope you will give me the chance to take you out again”. You make a sound of agreement. Knowing that you aren’t quite ready to have your first kiss yet, you pull him down slightly and get on your tiptoes, kissing his cheek. He smiles and kisses the crown of your head in return, and then ushers you into your home. 
When he leaves, you send him a text. Thank you for the best first date ever.
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Notes on Hamilton International Tour (Manila, Oct 28, 2023 matinee)
No list of who specifically in the cast was on for the day, the programme only had the full cast list.
Act 1 notes
-Deep voices, deep voices everywhere
-They kept the “Laurens I like you a lot” line for international!
-I love the lighting! Some of the lights even create polygons
-Laurens was so drunk by the start of the toast
-Angelica had such a pretty voice
-Everyone enjoyed the King. YBB was delivered in such an angry incel kind of way
-“I’m so blue” *the King stomps and the lighting turns blue*
-The transitions during the wedding and toast are so beautiful and smooth, it almost felt magical
-DOUBLE SPINNING FLOOR
-Burr’s “How does a—-“ narrations really reek of his jealousy
-Desr Theodosia was so so good, mmm the vocals
-Some USA-specific references weren’t that understood by the audience, understandably
-Washington’s voice is so perfect for the role, I love him.
-The war scenes were so well choreographed I loved them!
-I can sometimes hear undertones of the actors trying to approximate the OBC’s voices, especially with some of Alexander’s lines
Act 2 notes
-Jefferson had no drawl (he had some tiny French accent as Laf tho)
-Sally didn’t show the letter near Jefferson, instead she held it above her head like she wanted Jefferson to work for it to read
-“Whatever the hell it is you do at MON-TI-TELLO!”
-“These ~VIRGINIAUUUGHNS~ are birds of a feather!”
-Philip was as fun as usual, and also he’s taller than his dad
-“Angelica tell my wife Vice President’s not a real job anyway” earned a lot of laughs because we currently have a shitty VP (Look up “Sara Duterte Confidential Funds”)
-Say No To This, oh boy (They kept all the scenes for international!)
-Congress is fighting over where to put the capital: “GEORGIA!”
-Daddy’s calling got a lot of laughs
-The King was as insane as ever, shifting from sad to angry to jolly. What Comes Next was fun
-That was my wife you decided to fuuu- got laughs
-The Philip death arc still brought me to tears even if I already listened to it a million times before
-Someone said out loud “Aaron Burr is a loser!” after election of 1800
-“Weehawken” became “Jersey”
-I love the choreography during Ham’s duel monologue, it was so creatively done
-WLWDWTYS was Emotional for sure
Thoughts
The overall pacing was really like as if you were listening on a music app, save for some instrumental interludes and some lines of dialogue. Some of the songs had parts that were slowed down for some actors’ own spins, such as the Laf/Jeff actor going a bit slower in some of the lines.
Admittedly the Angelica actress overshadowed Eliza a bit but tbh it kinda fits, with her being the “leader” amongst the three.
Overall it was a magical experience, and the seven-year wait really paid off. I have been a big fan of Hamilton since I was in high school, and now I’m on my last year of university. It really felt so rewarding to be able to watch this.
This cast was composed of actors from varying places, mostly Australian and American. I really recommend checking out this international tour as they were really a blast to watch, and definitely live up to—even exceed—expectations. Their next stop after November is Singapore iirc.
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