Christmas in July.

My local was flooded with ecstatic out of town removed earlier than scheduled. So this went on repeat as I left until the prebooked band was ready. Election day is a fucking nightmare.

Also, it's an all time depressive banger. A great late cynical era Bruce Springsteen song perfected into a dark pop dance ballad by the Pet Shop Boys.

Based on Subtitles and My Japanese Co Worker, this is kinda nails it and also removes a lot of ambiguity about the series in the first place.

Like an angle

Who has forsaken sympathy

Rise up young boy and

Make yourself a legend!

Blue skies and beckoning winds

Are trying to open the

Door of your heart

But you're gazing at me

As if you cannot see

You just stand there smiling vacantly

Your eyes hold such innocence

You're blind to the fate

That will soon come to pass

But it's summoning you

With a touch like a sigh

You seek it without knowing why

But someday I know that

You will be awakened

And your eyes will finally see

These wings on your back are

Just waiting to guide you

The future will soon set you free!

This cruel thesis

A spiteful angel's litany

Will soon soar from the

Window of your destiny

White hot pathos

A desecrated symphony

Stay true to this and

don't betray your memory!

Come now, reach out

You must embrace reality

Rise up, young boy, and

Make yourself a legend!

You've slept for ever so long

Embraced in affection

And cradled with care

But with morning's approach

Comes an echoing cry

It tells you to wave your dreams goodbye

And the moon is shining above

It wishes to show just

How fragile you are

You're so frail and slight

In its silvery light

Our fate is not one we can fight

But someday I hope

That we'll be reunited

If that is what's destined to be

Perhaps we'll discover

That elusive bible

And then we will finally be free!

This cruel thesis

A spiteful angel's mockery

Will bring with it the

Sorrow of futility

Hold on tightly

And do not lose vitality

You must wake up, for now

the dream is history!

Come now, reach out

You must embrace humanity

Rise up, young boy, and

make yourself a legend!

Love is the thread of

The story that's woven

Of future and present and past

I may not ever ascend to the heavens

But I know my love will still last

This cruel thesis

A spiteful angel's litany,

Will soon soar from the

Window of your destiny

White hot pathos

A desecrated symphony

Stay true to this and

Don't betray your memory!

Come now, reach out

You must embrace reality

Rise up, young boy, and

make yourself a legend!

Katamari is one of those things/ideas that even if I think about I kinda feel better. The first 2 are some of the greatest games of all time and I will defend that to the death

Katamari is communism. We gotta roll that ball, and everything in our life sticks to it, paperclip, stamps, pots and pans until it gets bigger and it rolls up desks and counter tops and walls and doors and then people, buildings, infrastructure and finally the geography itself. We Are Katamari

A US federal judge has refused prosecutors’ request to prohibit the maker of the 1990s rap classic Bling Bling “from promoting and glorifying future gun violence/murder” in songs and at concerts while on supervised release from prison, saying such a restriction could violate his constitutional right to free speech.

But the artist known as BG must provide the government with copies of any songs he writes moving forward, ahead of their production or promotion – and, if they are deemed to be inconsistent with his goals of rehabilitation, prosecutors could move to toughen the terms governing his supervised release.

He had to return to court in his hometown of New Orleans after prosecutors asked Judge Morgan to require him to refrain “from promoting and glorifying future gun violence/murder” as well as threats against people who cooperate with the police in songs and at concerts, among other requests.

At the risk of certain officers of the law being called in, specifically looking for, lack of a better term, horny electronic music. Nothing wild lyrically, just stuff that's low key hot. Women vocalists, please.

Examples:

cyber milkchan - Condensed Milk

Nero - Draw Energy

I'm not super familiar electronic music, so hit me with the most normie shit in the world if you'd like. I probably haven't heard it.

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Is this a kind of post that interests anyone? Bandcamp's editorial staff has introduced me to a ton of really cool music from scenes I've never been exposed to, so I thought I'd spread em around.