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Radio 1 Breakfast Show
  • Radio 1 Breakfast Show
  • 27th September 2016

The team discuss Harry’s Another Man magazine cover, or as some might say, him singlehandedly saving the magazine industry.

Alternatively titled: ⬜⬜⬜👦🏻👦🏻👦🏻

My picture-perfect vision of mid-century suburbia is one that may never have really existed. It is a conglomeration of ideas cherry-picked from Leave It To Beaver and Donna Reed re-runs, eye-poppingly perfect slices of suburban perfection found in mid-century advertisements, illustrations and photographs and the soul-soothing artifacts from the era whether it is a Libbey Glass cocktail shaker with vibrant screen-printed graphics, the tailfins on a 1958 DeSoto or the worn white paint on a backyard picket fence. You pour these over ice cubes and stir vigorously, and you have fine Suburban Living… where the sunny sky is deep blue and dotted with puffy smiling clouds, the emerald green lawn is always freshly mowed, the coals in the grill are ready for the ribs, Perry Como’s voice “breezes along with the breeze,”  the next-door neighbors will be over in a few minutes with the pinochle cards and the potato salad and your cardigan is still impeccably clean.

Have a great weekend folks!

Land beyond the Sea // Closed rp with Smokefireandashes ;

The same way of waking up. Every morning of every day. Through days of rain, days of sunshine. Always woken up by a stick banging his bars, before jabbing him in the ribs. A deep voice shouted him awake again.

OI! Wake up, you piece of garbage! The sun is rising and people are coming to the market! It’s time for you to sing!”

The blond that was locked in the cage looked at the captor that woke him, wanting to ask for a drink. But the man already walked off. So Roxas merely took a deep breath, and started to sing. No words came from his lips. Simply a melody that drew people closer and closer to the cage he was being held captive in.