Hi guys! I know I’m late but I hope you guys have a Happy New Year! Here’s hoping the 2017/Year of the Rooster will be a much a better year for all of us!
Also my Last batch of Stony Neko Atsume stickers have finally arrived :3 (I have a few left over I will sell at my store when I reopen in February I hope. )
I don’t do New Year resolutions because they are often forgotten or broken so I’m sticking to just plain old ‘resolutions’ which are more do-able for me XD So for example one of my resolutions is to put more effort to be more active on this blog.
I know I’ve been very on/off here but I will try harder to put more effort to input more art here and just to talk more (and ignore my dash asap if i see hate/toxicity). Work at my retail job and work on my store took alot of my time these past few months but now I have more time off to work on my art and get my shit together/get better!
I’m busy working on Bonus art prints for customers right now who adopted both my puppy and kitty acrylic charms- but here’s a sneak peek! I was totally inspired by a certain Chris Evans Photo lol
Thanks for Everyone who read this post, I hope to to post more soon :)
funnyasiandude: last day filming Crazy Rich Asians, everyone has been incredible. We are all so proud to be a part of this and I can surely say that we’ve all made some life long friends #crazyrichasiansmovie
So a few weeks ago, I saw a post on Tumblr praising how AMAZING the Yankee Candle “Mountain Lodge” Candle smells like exactly what you’d think “insert sexy famous dude” here would smell like. Like people are making Chris Evans stickers for the outside of these candles. (Seriously, check out the Tumblr tag.) I thought this was hilarious and of course ordered one out of pure curiosity. There’s no way this thing smells like the essence of “hot boyfriend”.
Brandon Flowers: “Nobody ever had a dream round here'”
Brandon Flowers is the most underrated musician of the 21st century
Henry Shalders || Cherwell [Independent student news of Oxford University] || January 2017
Not many people know the best moment in their life. I know mine. 2013, Wembley Stadium, when The Killers played their first stadium concert.
As the sun set on 80,000 people on that sultry Saturday night, a show began long on emotion, short on patience, as Brandon Flowers, the band’s lead singer and frontman pulled out every stop for a gig that defined his career. After a mesmeric three hour performance he got in a taxi, drove to the Islington Garage Club and did it all again. That takes commitment.
Brandon Flowers is a curiously reclusive figure in a pop age that valorises the extrovert. He broke-through in 2003, first in the UK and later the US, with ‘Mr Brightside’. Since then he’s released four studio albums with The Killers, and two solo works. Worldwide he’s sold about 22 million albums, is described by Elton John as one of the most inspirational musicians of this century, and has performed before the British Royal family.
Oh, and The Killers’ charity Christmas singles have raised over $1 million dollars for the HIV charity RED. Actions speak louder than words and Flowers may shake before he appears on national television, but he’s a man as driven as he is creative.
Commercially Flowers is big. Culturally he is well known. Musically he is respected. But he has never received the status he deserves as a wordsmith in the Lennon-Jagger tradition. His songs are powerful, political and pertinent, transcending his Las Vegan heritage. They present a clarity of thought and certainty of value increasingly unusual in our post-truth world.
Hot Fuss was his electrifying debut, ‘Mr Brightside’ now a dance-floor classic of every club. Like everywhere. The indie soft rock, auto-tuned vocals, and missionary lyrics about ‘destiny’ were immediately popular. “I must have performed that song a thousand times and I still don’t get bored of it,” Flowers told Zane Lowe in 2013. Nor does any club DJ I’ve ever heard.
Sam’s Town, Hot Fuss’ 2006 sequel, was the album where Flowers truly found his voice. He wasn’t bashful about it either. The Nevadan claimed it was “one of the best albums in the past twenty years”, that it would be “the album that keeps rock & roll afloat.”
The critics disagreed, with Rolling Stone delivering a miserly two-star rating. It was a radical and, many argued, unnecessary departure from The Killers globally successful debut. But if you listen to Sam’s Town, and I mean really listen, you understand what Flowers is on about. It’s an American masquerade about hope, success and failure. “Nobody ever had a dream round here” is the framing-opening lyric from the title track, a nostalgic throw-back to Flower’s tragic youth surrounded by gambling addicts in a rundown suburb of Las Vegas.
Sam’s Town takes its name from the casino across the road from where Flowers grew up. The tracks together form a biographical narrative of self-reflection. ‘This River is Wild’ is a cry of the tribulations of faith, ‘Uncle Jonny’ about watching your best friend break down, ‘When You Were Young’ a classic Springsteenrock song about dating the wrong girl.The manifesto song for the album ‘Read my Mind,’ is Flowers’ essay on the American Dream. “I never really gave up on/ Breakin’ out of this two-star town/I got the green light/I got a little fight/ I’m gonna turn this thing around”—aspiration courses through the bridging-guitar crescendo. I could go on, but that’s beside the point.
Individually the songs are great to listen to, but the album succeeds because it coheres so perfectly. This is the antonym to beige pop, the kind of thing that should keep Ed Sheeran awake at night. Flowers writes soul music in the original meaning of the term. Biblical in its reach, epic in its subject matter, the lyrics resonate the harsh non-conformist value system of Flowers’ Nevadan upbringing. “Decades disappear like sinking ships/ God gives us hope,” Flowers shouts in ‘A Dustland Fairytale’, the raw emotion of self-denial trilling through the cadences of that bitter-sweet symphony. God and religion are present in much of Flowers writing, highly unusual in an age in which secularism is writ-large across pop culture.
More than a musical mastermind Flowers is an indie rock fashion icon, an old-school practitioner of Las Vegas haute-pop-couture. In an era of fashion neurosis on stage, where Harry Styles is feted for donning a blank t-shirt and Chris Martin’s rent-a-sticker guitar becomes a cultural symbol, Flowers remains stubbornly gaudy. America’s synthrock cowboy, he’s worn everything from a Dior feathered epaulette jacket to lavish quantities of eye mascara. Flowers remains a vigilant 80s New Romantic revivalist, an unashamedly ostentatious showman.
“I’ve gone through life white-knuckled…” Flowers opens ‘Flesh and Bone’ the breakout track of The Killers fourth album Battle Born. This is music with a diaristic quality, a haunting resonance and melodic variance so out of step with contemporary synth-pop. It’s music which echoes Flowers’ life story; about succeeding in the face of adversity and fighting for what you believe in.
Together his oeuvre forms a go-to lyric book replete with every mode of human emotion and experience. The man is a genius and it’s time he is recognised as such.
Bravest Warriors Season 3 is coming January 10, 2017! Join Chris, Danny, Wallow, Beth, Catbug and the rest of the gang as we start to air our longest episodes yet! Be ready for the new season by downloading the VRV app now!
requested by anon: Aight, so itsa pool party headcannon, right. Who does what. Like who’s chilling getting a tan, who’s like almost drowning in the middle of a chicken fight. Or like who’s making out behind the lifeguard station.
• Josh is jumping off the the diving board and swimming laps. He decided to join the swim team in school that fall to keep his mind off of therapy and his medication. This would help him train for tryouts.
• Ashley is sunbathing out by the water. What she doesn’t know is that Josh and Chris replaced the sticker on a bottle of tanning oil with one from a sunscreen bottle. Since she has fair skin, she’ll be as burnt as a lobster in about an hour and a half.
• Matt, Mister Big Shot Football Man, can’t swim. He sits on the edge in the kitty pool, watching Emily as she tries to show him different strokes. He’s not really paying attention, he’s honestly just thinking about how fucking good Emily looks in that bikini and how much he wants to rip it off of her. (Keep it PG, Matthew)
• Jess and Mike are, as expected, making out behind a life guard chair. Every time Josh jumps in, though, water flies back and drips on them. It’s quite annoying, but they don’t let it ruin their time.
• Hannah, Beth, and Sam are racing to see who could eat the most ice cream sandwiches in under two minutes.. Hannah is winning when she starts to feel nauseous, turning around and throwing up into a garbage can. “Victory is mine!” Sam had screeched, practically shoving the whole ice cream bar in her mouth.
• Chris is laying on a floaty in the deep end, reading a book for his business class. Josh and Emily get the sneaky idea to creep up on him and tip the floaty over. Once he breaks the waters surface, he looks like a drowned rat. But the look on his face, Josh and Emily decide, is worth it.