listening to the album right now

anonymous asked:

have you listened to gorillaz's new songs

YES!! I’m a long time huge gorillaz fan and im BEYOND excited that they’re back in action. Of the 4 singles out right now, saturnz sarz is the only one thats really resonated with me. The other 3 didnt really click but im super stoked about the new album. 

Also, the saturnz sarz music video??? talk about a comeback. Those monsters were also pretty jarring if im honest

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Okay, now, or YG is a big fan of B.A.P and after saw their Weekly Idol and listened to Deffcon saying: “Black A Pink” he came out with the name of his new girl group.
Or simply B.A.P are such fanboys over BLACKPINK that gived the names to their two albums to celebrate the girls debut.
For explain it well (xD):
In French (the language of the love~), “Noir” means “Black” and “Rose” means “Pink”. Noir was the first part and Rose was the second right? Than, if you translate it in english you have: “BlackPink” 😀❤

BAPINK feels that sails in me 😢

Guys

I legit cried today because Topp Dogg is so underrated

I cried listening to flower that is, like all the other songs in the album, a masterpiece.

Guys, i’m sure that if they are from a big company, they would be bursting South Korea right now.

All i ask for you is give Topp Dogg a chance.

Even if you didn’t like them before, their new album First Street is very different from they other stuff, and is pure gold. They have evolved greatly since then. Their dance is incredible as always.

You may not know, but they had their debut 3 years ago, and never won a single award on music shows. They didn’t enter the top 100 on charts this comeback yet. They had lost 4 members. And everytime someone big talks about them is to say bad things, and i’m not sure why??

I know you guys have your own favorites on kpop, that is hard to follow everything, but listen to them. If you don’t like it’s okay, but don’t let this chance pass. You can “lost” 5 minutes of your live giving them a chance, and it ends there. But you can also discover the best thing in your life. So why not?

If you are now curious about them, there is this post about the group and things to get into them.

Also, there is the comeback here. Rainy day is a beautiful song.

How to support them here.

Topp Klass, please help spread the word, our boys deverve attention. They deserve everything good. I’m trying so much… Thank you all that are doing your best, you are incredible. Love you guys.

You can share this on your social medias, you can share this everywhere.

Lets make Topp Dogg big!

min yoongi probably.....
  • Yoongi: finally my hair doesn't match our albums anymore
  • Jimin: guys check it out i dyed my hair pink now i look like the right version!
  • Yoongi: *already reaching for the blue dye* wow what a coincidence
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I started out when I was nine with the girls of Destiny’s Child and our first album came out when I was fifteen. I was a child. But now I’m in my thirties and those children that grew up listening to me have grown up…I’ve done so many things in my life and my career that at this point I feel like I’ve earned the right to be and to express any and every side of myself.

Get To Know Me: Music Library
  • 1. What are your 5 most played songs?
  • 2. How many albums do you have?
  • 3. Which artist do you have the most songs for?
  • 4. What your first song in alphabetical order? Last?
  • 5. How many songs do you have with the letter O? Z? K?
  • 6. How many songs do you have?
  • 7. Spell out your name with songs that you have.
  • 8. What's your least played song?
  • 9. A song you always skip.
  • 10. 3 songs you have with a name in the title.
  • 11. What song makes you cry every time?
  • 12. What song means so much to you?
  • 13. What song gets you pumped the most?
  • 14. 3 songs you have with cities in the name.
  • 15. What album will you always listen to all the way through?
  • 16. What song do you have on repeat right now?
  • 17. Make a story with 6 song titles.
  • 18. Do you have a rainy day playlist? What songs are on it?
  • 19. Using one song, tell me how your life is going.
  • 20. Do you make playlists?
  • 21. What's your favorite playlists?
  • 22. Do you have any songs with colors in the title?
  • 23. Put your phone on shuffle, what song comes up first? Do you know every word to this song?
  • 24. How many artists do you have?
  • 25. How many songs do you have?
  • 26. 3 songs you listen to when you're feeling kinda down.
  • 27. 3 songs you listen to when you're feeling hopeless.
  • 28. 3 songs you listen to when you wanna dance.
  • 29. 3 songs you blast out the car speakers, with the top down in the summer.
  • 30. A song you're ashamed to have in your library.
  • 31. Do you have any movie soundtracks?
  • 32. What's the oldest song you have?
  • 33. Pick a song and tell a story with it.
  • 34. What song reminds you of yourself?
  • 35. A song you have that you have because you heard it on a commercial and liked it.

I was sad, now I’m just tired. But I love those days and moments when I feel inspired and I at the moment want to create things, read books and listen to one of my favorite albums. Things I loved to do before you know. Whenever these moments come by I try my best to hold on to that good feeling, and remember how perfectly fine I felt right then.

super casual reminder

if you spot anymore leaks regarding the new gorillaz album, please, please dont listen to them. if you caved in and listened to saturnz barz a few times, its fine, i understand. you’re impatient and excited, just like i am, but the more this gets leaked, the more likely the albums sales will do poorly because hey, its all right there online for everyone to listen to, for free

and you want to support your favorite band right? it wont be very long now until a release date for the album comes, im sure. maybe a few months at the most. we made it this long, we can go a little longer.

MCR speech:

Right now I’m just thinking back to the first time I listened to the Black Parade album (it was like 2 and a half months ago) and just wow. I was a totally different person then. And now I know about this frickin amazing band that has created the greatest music I have ever frickin heard and im so grateful holy shit im gonna go cry now.

Just thinking about the first time i even heard welcome to the black parade while i listen to it and it just makes me so fucking happy that i found this band. I wouldnt be me without this band oh my god. Why is it so amazing. Like how. How did i not know about it before? Honestly whats wrong with me. They are just so amazing oh my fuckin god my chest hurts. It feels like someone has stabbed me and twisted the knife.

MCR… you kill me, yet revive me. You scare me, yet intrigue me. How. Like what genetic chance made these beautiful humans that came together to make this music that literally transports my soul to another dimension.

These last 2 months have been a rollercoaster of emotions oh my god im so grateful.
Like is it possible to just give everything i have to the boys for making these masterpieces of beautiful musical creation. Oh wait… it wouldn’t be enough. NOTHING WOULD BE ENOUGH BECAUSE WHAT THEY HAVE CREATED IS SO AMAZING AND NOW I WANNA DIE OK BYE

Imagine Chris admitting he’s still in-love with you.

A/N: Lol, what’s a hiatus? This is based on Ed Sheeran’s ‘Happier’ in his new album ‘Divide’. First of all, I’m in-love with that album. If you haven’t heard it, go listen to it right now. Actually, listen to the song while you’re reading this. I promise that it’ll trigger all the feels in the world. I know I usually write happy stuff, but this song is too good not to write to so- here’s a little bit of angst for y'all. (Relax, it ends sweet.) Grab some tissues. X

“Why are you doing this to yourself, man?”

“I just have to see her, Scott,” Chris mumbled into the phone; his brother sighed on the other end. “This month has been terrible and-” he cut himself off with a shake of his head. “I just have to see her,” he repeated. “She’s the one person I want to see right now.”

“And she’s the one person that doesn’t want to see you right now, Chris,” he painfully reminded Chris; this time is was Chris’ turn to sigh. “You broke her heart, the least you can do is let her move on in peace. Don’t go to that bar, turn around and go home. You’re not going to feel better seeing her happy with someone else, just go home.”

There was a short moment of silence where Chris stopped and thought about what Scott was telling him. He knew himself and he knew was going to the bar anyway, but he thought about it. “Do you think I’m ever going to happy again?” He heard himself ask; he was doubtful without you in his life, but he could use a lie.

“Yes,” Scott answered. “Now go home, Chris.”

Chris hung up and continued down 29th and Park, ignoring both Scott’s advice and the better part of him. He made his way towards Carlson’s Bar where he knew you’d be supporting your best friend’s band, just like any other typical Friday night. His heart ached when he remembered that just a month ago, he was the one you took with you to Spencer’s show and now it was Nick; a co-worker that’d wasted no time to claim the opportunity of a lifetime that Chris so carelessly tossed aside. It was his fault, Chris knew that. He’d done quite a bit to hurt you in the three years you were together, he had thought he’d a lifetime to make it up to you; he didn’t. As much as you loved him, you couldn’t spend your entire life waiting on him to commit.

Chris turned the corner and stopped dead in his tracks; his blue eyes well with tears when he saw you in another’s arms. He was expecting it, but nothing could have braced his heart for what he laid eyes on. You were smiling, brighter than he’d seen in a while. Nick tightened his grip on you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear to make you laugh because there was no sound better than your laughter. Chris remembered when he used to do that, he used to be able to make you happy. He didn’t know when or why he stopped, he just knew it was the biggest mistake of his life. If he could go back, he would change everything so you’d be with him looking as happy- if not, happier than you were right now with Nick.

“Stop,” you laughed, squirming away from Nick’s clean shaven nuzzles. You tried not to let your smile falter when your heart reminded you of how Chris’ beard felt against your skin when he playfully nuzzled you. “Let’s go inside, it’s freezing out here.”

“Okay,” Nick smiled and pulled away from you to take your gloved hand.

You smiled as Nick held the door open for you. He was perfect, but it didn’t stop your mind from thinking of your Friday nights with Chris. It was never that simple with him, he always found a way to postpone joining the crowd because he preferred one on one time with you. He’d purposely walk slower or pretended he left something in his car so you’d have to turn back, only to find out that what he left was a kiss. As you walked inside, you found yourself remembering the way Chris would counter your “let’s go inside, it’s freezing out here” with a tighter hug that would “keep you warm, sweetheart.”

The more you thought about Chris, the worst you felt about being with Nick. It’d only been a month since you broke things off with him, how could be with someone else already? You spent three years with the man, the least you could’ve done was wait a little longer before you started to move on. Though it wasn’t likely that you were ever going to move on with anyone; Chris had ruined you for other men. If he had just shut up and committed, instead of making excuses and stalling- you’d be with him right now. You liked Nick, but your feelings for him were never going to compare with what you felt- still felt, despite how broken he left you- for Chris. He was the one for you, just as you were for him; the sad thing was he didn’t realize it until you walked out the door.

“I’m going to go grab a drink,” Nick told you and you nodded. “Do you want anything?” You shook your head; the last thing you needed was alcohol in your system. “Okay, I’ll be right back.” He gently squeezed your arm then disappeared into the crowd.

You scanned the room for familiar faces; it was the same group every Friday night. Spencer’s and yours mutual friends, as well as his other group of friends and his co-workers. It was always a good night, but it wasn’t until the first Friday night without Chris that you realized it was only always a good night because of him. You felt your vision blur as your heart wrenched in your chest; you really needed to get out of there.

The cold outside felt more inviting than the warm, slightly easing the emotional grief you’d been carrying on your shoulders since you broke up with Chris. The past month had been incredibly difficult for the both of you. The experience was about the same, neither of you liked living by yourself after living with each other for the past two years. It felt like a punch to your gut when you’d wake up without him by your side; the apartment you were now living in felt like it was constantly trying to suffocate you with isolation and loneliness. Every day, you’d wake up wondering if leaving him was the right thing to do. A month had passed and you still didn’t know if you were happier now, or happier with him.

“Y/N,” you heard Chris’ voice and you flinched. You shook your head, not wanting to turn around because there was no- “Y/N,” his hand wrapped around your wrist and he turned you around; you swallowed the urge to start crying.

“What are you doing here?” You asked, yanking your wrist out of his grip. You knew you’d break if he continued to touch you, you’d just melt right back into his arms despite everything he’d put you through. “We said clean break,” you reminded him.

“No.” He shook his head, his pretty blues glistened under the flickering street lights. “You said clean break, I told you I didn’t want to break up.” You turned away from him, taking slow, deep breaths; he didn’t need to see you cry.

“You didn’t want to commit either,” you bit as you turned back to him. “We were together for three years, Chris. We lived together for two. But still, whenever you were asked- you couldn’t admit you were in a relationship. You went out and partied like a bachelor, traveling the world like you had no one waiting on you at home.”

“Y/N, it was part-”

“It’s part of your job,” you cut him off. “Yeah, I know. That was always the excuse, wasn’t it?” Tears rolled down your cheeks and you quickly wiped them away. “I didn’t know being an actor meant you couldn’t be a boyfriend- that you couldn’t be a husband. But I do now, so- thank you, I’ll know better next time than to fall in-love with an actor.”

“I was just trying to protect you-”

“From what?” You scoffed. “From the media, from your fans? Newsflash, Chris- I knew what I was getting into when Captain freakin’ America asked me out. I didn’t need protection, I needed you to be proud to be in a relationship. I stood by you through everything; your work schedule, the distance, the tabloids and the rumors because- I loved and trusted you. But I guess all that wasn’t enough to be able to be Chris Evans’ girlfriend. You say you were protecting me, but you were just protecting yourself from commitment.”

“I know,” he nodded, agreeing with you for the first time. “I was stupid,” he said, taking your hands in his. “I wasn’t ready to settle down. I thought if I kept it from the media then- it wouldn’t be real and if we ever broke up- I wouldn’t have to deal with it. I thought if I could just get through my Marvel contract then- I don’t know, Y/N! I don’t know what I was thinking, I just-” He started to cry, making you cry. “I made a mistake, I was an idiot who didn’t know any better. But I do now, I am so in-love with you and I can’t- I can’t do this without you.”

“Am I meant to just forgive you?” You didn’t pull your hands away because you’d missed his touch. “You broke my heart, Chris,” you told him and he nodded in acknowledgment. “Do you know how much it sucked hearing people talk about how I was in a relationship with a man who couldn’t even admit he was taken? Do you know how much it hurt to see you with a fan who thinks it’s okay to get touchy because you’re apparently single? Do you realize how many of my friends’ weddings we’ve attended in our three years together? I can’t keep waiting for you to commit, Chris. I don’t want to,” you shook your head.

“I know, I’m sorry- I’m so sorry, Y/N. I just- I know how much I’ve hurt you, but I also know that no one is going to love you as much as I do. I made a mistake, that’s all- and I’m going to spend the rest of my life making it up to you. Just-” he pulled you into a tight hug, burying his face into the crook of your neck. “Please,” he begged, crying. “Please let me.”

“I’m with Nick,” you cried softly, fighting the urge to just hug him back. It broke your heart to see him like this, and God- you just wanted to kiss his sorrows away. “I’m with someone else, Chris.” You repeated and he started crying harder, clutching onto you like you were his oxygen. “I can’t-” you gently pushed Chris away, “it’s not fair on him.”

“I know,” he whispered, wiping his tears away with the back of his hand. “And it’s not fair on you either, you deserve better than me.” You tried not to cry at that. “Are you happier with him?” He asked and cupped your face in his hands, gently brushing your tears away.

“Yes,” you lied with a nod.

“Okay,” he managed a smile. “Just know that- If he breaks your heart, I’m going to be waiting right here for you.” You nodded, crying softly as Chris pressed a kiss against your forehead. “I’ll see you, Y/N.” He said as he reluctantly pulled his hands away.

You closed your eyes as he walked off into the night because you knew you’d run after him if you watched him leave. You’d rather be with Chris, everyone- including Nick, who had watched the whole thing go down from the inside- knew that. So why didn’t you go with him? Why were you so stubborn? Why didn’t Chris stay and fight for you? Nick didn’t get it, none of your friends watching did. Then, it was as though a jolt of lightning went off in both yours and Chris’ brains. You opened your eyes and started towards his direction, just as he turned around and ran back towards you. You met halfway and shared an embrace that ended in a kiss so passionate and deep that on lookers blushed.

“I’m happier with you,” you whispered when Chris broke the kiss, pressing his forehead against yours.

“And I’m only happy with you,” he responded then kissed you again, smiling. “Come with me to the premiere of Gifted,” he told you. “We’ll walk the carpet together, we’ll announce our engagement.” You felt your eyes narrow at that, but you couldn’t wipe the smile off your face; it was finally happening. “Just let me show you off to the world, let me tell everyone I’m taken.”

“But we’re not engaged,” you chuckled softly.

“Not yet,” he smiled. “The ring’s at home so I can’t-”

“Yes,” you nodded and his smile widened. “Yes, I’ll marry you.” You told him and he hugged you tightly, breathing you in. The engagement was long overdue, he wished he’d done it earlier so he didn’t cause you as much grief as he did but- he was happy things ended the way it did.

“I’m never letting you go again.”

“Me neither,” you agreed, smiling.

I wish that people could have the fun that we had when we would go and buy an album and lay on the floor and listen to it 50 times. And sing along with the words and just be so touched. Like I would get a Joni Mitchell album and just be like, “Don’t talk to me. Don’t even call me for three days because I am totally busy, and it’s a Godsend this record and I can’t even think about anything else right now.” And it would just be wonderful. It would be euphoric. And I’m sorry because I don’t see that now.
—  Stevie Nicks
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I think everyone will love my album. It’s a lot more of the type of songs I grew up listening to, like Céline Dion and Barbra Streisand. It’s more theatrical than my first record. I think that’s the kind of music people want to hear me sing. I wrote a very personal song—“Sentimental Memories.” There’s also a beautiful song called “Love Is Alive.” That one I’m most excited about, because I’ve been through a lot. It’s important that everyone knows where I am in my life right now, which is very positive, happy and hopeful.

Beauty and the Beast
  • Me, before listening to the soundtrack: so beauty and the beast is gonna be amazing and the songs are gonna be beautiful
  • Me, after listening to the soundtrack: obi wan kenobi my dad i'll be your guest oh my gosh. LUPIN MAY NOT BE ABLE TO SING BUT HERMIONE SURE CAN! I want to marry this soundtrack please. Magic rose? Pffft who needs it I'm gonna marry it right now just make it legal please oh my word play this at my funeral. I am living. An actual 56 years has been added to my lifespan. What a beautiful cast and a beautiful album bless alan menken and all of them. I can die happy now. I want this at my wedding all of it please and thanks alright what is breathing I'm so emotional I hate my life
  • me: okay i have a physics final in a few days that i need to pass so i can actually gradua-
  • BTS: hey have you heard our new album yet
  • me: sO I'M GONNA WORK REALLY HARD TODAY-
  • BTS: here, have some FIRE
  • BTS: oh and we brought back the prologue ver of butterfly
  • me: BECAUSE I'M A GOOD STUDENT AND NEED TO PASS-
  • BTS: did we also mention the run ballad ver aka your slow painful death and all our other remixes
  • me: ... gdi fam, you right
  • me: i'm sorry i ever thought those things
  • BTS: it's okay, we forgive you
  • me:
  • BTS: BOW WOW WOW

marriedwithjo  asked:

You know what? I have this headcanon that Prince loves the newest Ed Sheeran's album, "Divide", and that one day, excited by it, he drags Anxiety to slow dance "Perfect" with him. ((Just imagine Logic and Morality shipping them hard, so cute))

**Here’s the song for those who want to listen while reading, also I’m now in love with this album thanks**

Anxiety’s steps were slow, his head was low, and his hood was pulled low over his face to hide his expression.

Prince looked up as the darker boy entered the room, and a sad smile crossed his face. He skipped a few songs on his mp3, and when the right song came on he dimmed the lights, turned up the volume and walked over to take Anxiety’s hand.

Anxiety tried pulling away, but Prince kept a gentle but firm grip and pulled him to the center of their shared room.

“Dance with me,” Prince whispered.

Anxiety made a point of pointing his head in the other direction to avoid the other, but prince lifted his spare hand and slowly slid his hood back, and placed a finger under his chin. He slowly drew the others gaze to his, and avoided flinching at the sorrow in his Beloved’s eyes.

Anxiety didn’t look away though, and Prince knew that was a good sign. He smiled softly.

“Dance with me,” He whispered again.

Anxiety didn’t make a sign of affirmation but he did not turn down Prince’s request either. So Prince slowly took his hand, and began to slowly sway to the music.

After a few moments of no response, Anxiety grasped a bit tighter at Prince’s hand, and took his other to wrap around Prince’s waist and leaned his head on the others shoulder, minimizing the distance between the both of them.

Prince’s smile seemed to turn more sincere and he pressed a kiss against Anxiety’s temple.

As they danced Prince slowly lead them out of their sway into small steps, into larger ones, and then finally they were slowly traveling around the room, Prince holding Anxiety close, spinning him, and slowly bringing a smile to Anxiety’s lips and laughter to his eyes.

As the song came to an end, Anxiety was dipped, and he pulled Prince down to kiss him long and sweet.

When they both stood once more, Anxiety let out a soft laugh against the others lips.

“Thank you,” He kissed him again softer, and when he pulled away placed a few more pecks to the others soft lips.

“I love you, Prince.”

“I love you, Anxiety.”

Story Time

So my house is haunted.
This all started as a joke a few years ago, to explain things, like why a door closed, what a noise was.
You know the usual.
And ever since the beginning we have called my ghost George.
I don’t know why, it was just the first name that felt right.
Recently, my friend and I have decided that my ghost is King George III.
Now I know what you’re saying, why the fuck would the ghost of a king from Great Britain be haunting my house?(I live in bumfuck of Kansas) I would like to know that as well.
We decided that is was him however, whilst listening to the Hamilton soundtrack.
We connected my phone via Bluetooth to my Beats Boombox (Look at that product placement) and started the album.
Everything was going good, and we made it through the whole soundtrack once with no problems.
And then the songs would skip words, or speed up in the beginning.
Things that don’t normally happen.
And then it began skipping songs completely.
To the point where the only songs that would play in full, would be all of King George’s songs.
And so that how we decided that my ghost, whom I conveniently named George, was actually King George III.
And he’s a gigantic asshole.
Carry on.

I just had a really aesthetic rich moment. I was standing next to this old derelict greenhouse on campus that just has old massive bird skulls in it from avian anatomy. There was grass growing up through some of the skulls and and i was just leaning against one of the dust encrusted windows with my face turned up to the rain while listening to music and wind blowing through my hair.
Even in the moment i was like “this is like, an album cover or something right now”