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#Irish Spotify Playlist
thelastmixedtape · 11 months
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TLMT's The Week Featuring New Music by Fia Moon, HAVVK, Super Extra Bonus Party & more
TLMT’s Weekly Spotify Playlist featuring new music by .@fiamoonmusic @HAVVKmusic @SEBPBand @Feather_Beds @1000Beasts @davidofmg @jessicabrett15
sick love – sucka A bone-shaking return from Sick Love, the straight-up rock of ‘Sucka’ packs a punch from beginning to end as the group deliver an array of hard-hitting sounds. FIA MOON – BACK TO ME The far-reaching pop of Fia Moon’s ‘Back To Me’ comes in waves as the lush sounds and striking central performance culminate in a stylish new offering from Fia Moon. HAVVK – DAYLIGHT…
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harrietmjones · 2 years
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The Crazy Irish Girl and The Wee English Fella
Independent Love Song - Scarlet
Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer
There She Goes - The La's
Two Princes - Spin Doctors
Mother We Just Can’t Get Enough - New Radicals
Never Be the Same Again - Melanie C
I Turn to You - Melanie C
Always Be My Baby - Mariah Carey
Breathless - The Corrs
I Love You Always Forever - Donna Lewis
I Can Love You Like That - All-4-One
Can You Feel the Love Tonight - Elton John
(Everything I Do) I Do It for You - Bryan Adams
This Kiss - Faith Hill
I'll Stand by You - The Pretenders
You’re Still the One - Shania Twain
Dreams - The Cranberries
Runaway - The Corrs
Black is the Colour - Cara Dillon
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A playlist to help celebrate St. Patrick's Day
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k so i'm obsessed with this playlist now. it has all the secret world of arrietty vibes in it. just thought my fellow ghibli lovers should know :)
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2mjzUdglceuO8heRvZOO9W?si=d204b62697e94213
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and here's a lil edit I did with Arrietty
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scalpelsister · 6 months
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I want to talk more about my oc x shadowheart but I simply do not know how to put any of my feelings into words. instead i can offer a playlist that makes me extremely mentally unwell <3
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mykonossalome · 2 years
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Sea Shanties to yearn to or whatever.
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So here it is, my playlist with the most melancholic / yearning sea shanties I could find. For when you're ready to let the sea take you.
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chanrizard · 11 months
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u are literally the sweetest???? ill give you top 3, cause ten is a lot. im pretty blended when it comes to genres i enjoy, so here you go the absolute no skips of my existence
1. Unimagine by Hands Like Houses (the album where my url comes from!)
2. American Candy by The Maine
3. Time in Place by Artifex Pereo
very different than kpop but 😅 what about you! what albums are full blown life changing, no skips for you?
ohhhh nice new song recs i don't know these artists nor the songs, i'll def check them out! 👀
tbh i'm not really attached to any song in particular, but 3 albums i can listen to from start to finish are The Final Cut by Pink Floyd, Bare by Annie Lennox and The Joshua Tree by U2 mostly because i grew up with them... which makes me a 50yo dad in the body of a 25yo girl i guess lmao
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platform-soul · 1 year
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Listening to Spotify-generated Irish folk playlists is wild, cause the songs all sound like they go together, but lyrically the tonal whiplash is enough to kill someone. I swear, it’s like:
1. Are not these flowers lovely? (wistful)
2. A fucked up little ditty
3. You, lass, my true love, are beautiful
4. A Mumford and Sons song that got lost
5. A dancing reel so joyous you forget your earthly troubles for 2 minutes
6. I am going to die fighting the English
7. women… pretty… 🥺
8. I must seek my fortune in America and leave my true love behind. I will make you cry.
9. A fucked up fairytale
10. That bootleg recording of Hozier singing ‘The Parting Glass’
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lvfstvl · 1 year
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put your hair down, baby let's go for a drive and get lost. hey, you know that time moves fast so grab the keys and don't ever look back, don't ever look back. 🦋🎸 night drive — shane t 
///// tell me there’s live music, and i’m there. if you’re a local you know this is the best spot to pop in and run into a bunch of your friends any day of the week… even when it's raining in LA
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PLAYLiST: catching wavs
💿☆ listen now on  SPOTiFY | APPLE MUSiC | SOUNDCLOUD
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the-halfling-prince · 2 years
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Yes, I already posted this playlist a few days ago. However I added some songs from the soundtrack and needed to show you guys the ACTUAL finished playlist.
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thelastmixedtape · 11 months
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TLMT's The Week Featuring New Music by Still Blue, Kehli, Gurriers & more
TLMT's The Week Featuring new music by .@stillbluemusic @kehlimusic @asfanning @annas_anchor @mrpaulmahon @theluxalma @gurriersband @christiancohle
STILL BLUE – LACE Still Blue deliver a lush dream-pop canvas on their new single ‘Lace’. Jangled, melodic and hazy, the song has a brilliant sense of dynamism and texture. KEHLI – ALL OUTTA LOVE Kehli continues her rise to pop prominence with the swing for the fences pop of ‘All Outta Love’, mixing the artist’s powerful vocal with an equally powerful production, the track is another step in…
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krodhadevi · 12 days
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badplaylists · 10 months
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tropinano · 2 years
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pretending i understand the lyrics to irish songs rn (i dont despite learning the damn thing since a i was a little baba jesus)
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cherrychilli · 1 month
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Eddie Munson x AFAB reader, established relationship, new relationship, discussions of sexually explicit music.
A/N: this is my THIS. IS. MUSIC!!! moment. CupcakKe is my girl and if you can't appreciate a good hoe anthem then we can't be friends. Anyway, writing's been super tough lately and it feels like it's only getting more difficult with each passing day so I just wanted to attempt something fun. Hope you enjoy!
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"Whatchu listening to?"
"Oh, just..." you plucked your earbuds out, placing them next to your phone on the kitchen island, your eyes avoiding his. "The Cure, Bowie. same old stuff."
"Right, yeah..."
He didn't believe you. Not this time and not any of the other times before that either.
This was the latest instance of him finding you like this -- hips swaying rhythmically with a kind of confidence that felt different from usual, the kind you fell into when you think no one's looking, your lips mouthing the words to a song he was yet to figure out.
The front door had been left unlocked for him and quietly, he'd let himself in, inching closer while you danced. Your back was to him, a bowl full of brownie mix in one arm that made the room smell sweet with few drops of vanilla, wooden spoon in the other as you stirred it into the rest of the contents -- snacks for your movie date tonight he gathered.
Eddie had hoped to catch a few of the words you were uttering under your breath, even holding his own in an effort to be more quiet as he loomed nearer but it's the faint scent of cigarettes and Irish Spring still clinging to him that gave him away. You'd managed to sense him just in time once you smelled it, a jolt scraping up the length of your spine alerting you.
Your lips pressed together instantly, lengthening into a quick, tight smile as you turned to him and hastily hit pause on your phone. It took some effort to stop his own lips from drooping into a frown when he saw you do it, screen going dark as you press down once on the power button next.
Ouch.
It bothered Eddie that you'd try so hard to hide something like this from him when all he wanted to know was what had made you light up like that, all lively and clearly enjoying yourself. So why all the secrecy? Why shut him out?
The questions he wants to ask are packed tight in the back of his throat but he keeps them from erupting out of his mouth for the time being, accepting the kiss you place on his lips as you greet him properly. His heart thaws at the sincere "missed you", you whisper to him when you pull away, your smile now the kind that reaches your eyes as you hand him the bowl and spoon right after. "Could you mix this up for me? I'll be right back", you explain as you head off in the direction of the bathroom with a little wave.
Oh. This was his chance.
"Yes Chef!", he calls out to you with a convincing smile, placing the items down on the counter, spoon speared into the mix and forgotten as he picks up your phone instead once you're out of sight.
Sure, he does feel a little guilty going through it but you'd been so mysterious about the whole thing, always finding a way to sidestep the question like an arrow aimed in your direction whenever he asked you what you'd been listening to. He just had to know once and for all what was on this damn thing so he could put all his wondering to rest and enjoy the rest of the night with you.
Opening up Spotify, he taps on your last viewed playlist. 'Playlist 1'. Inconspicuous. Too inconspicuous, he thought while narrowing his eyes. Scrolling through, he sees that most of the songs are by one artist, someone he's never heard of before so he decides to hit shuffle, unsure of which track to pick and listen to first.
A beat commences, something quick and jumpy and what sounds like wet slurping? okay, he hadn't expected that. Already off to an interesting start.
His eyebrows rise up slowly past his shaggy bangs when the moaning begins, high pitched and accompanied by more sounds that fall short of what he'd call family friendly.
"Oh honey, what have you been listening to?", he mumbles, the corner of his mouth twitching up into a smirk when the vocals begin.
No quick head in my bed I can't have that I want that long neck not talking giraffe neck Aint no laying down man we bout' to have late fun I'm about to make your balls stick up like space buns
"Holy-"
Want your dick soaked? place it down my throat Tongue tickle your dick but not telling a joke Peddle in this pussy that's how you rock a boat It get live in this pussy, I'm not talking periscope In the sheets I am a bully Give more head than a hoodie Every time you make me cum it looks like vanilla pudding-
"Eddie?"
The sound of his name makes him turn, finding you back in the kitchen with your eyes darting back and forth between your phone in his hand and the slack jawed look on his face.
Pulling an earbud out of his left ear, the song continues to play in his right.
"Baby, why-"
I got three holes for it like a pretzel Tight as a virgin boy don't get nervous(tight)
"Why've you been hiding-"
I save dick by giving it CPR Put my mouth on it like CPR Let's make porn and watch it on VCR
The question fizzles out on his tongue like a dying fuse, unable to hold back the snickering laugh that rolls up out of his chest, doing his best to stifle it and failing even when he presses a palm to the front of his lips.
"Oh god", you realize what he's listening to, stomach somersaulting as you try to snatch your phone back but he's too quick for you. "Nooooo way, sweetheart" he holds it up high out of your reach, a grin so bright it's bordering on blinding on his face.
You struggle like that for a minute, chasing him around the island with one hand desperately yanking at dark leather to pull him closer as he puts some distance between you, the other trying to reach for or even swat your phone out of his hands, too rattled to care about something like a cracked screen right now.
But despite your best efforts, all those years of hauling ass out of beer soaked back yards with pockets full of illicit party favors at the first sound of sirens has made Eddie impossible to pin down, slipping out of your grasp with expert ease.
"I fuck doggy style so much I need to go to the vet? Fuck me, she's a modern day Hemingway!", he barks out another laugh, this time no longer holding back and the sound of it triggers a giggle to work it's way out your own throat. He always did have an infectious laugh.
You give up trying to retrieve your phone then, pressing your face into the front of his shirt as you build up into a laugh too, shoulders shaking, arms lowering.
"So, pretty demure taste in music you've got here", he winds an arm around your waist, pulling you in for an embrace.
You look up to offer him a smile, a little sheepish considering how ungracefully you'd evaded the topic this long, only to be found out like a teen caught with a copy of Penthouse under his pillow.
"Where'd you learn that word, Munson?", you try to deflect long enough for your cheeks to cool down.
"Where'd you learn about the queen of obscene?", he shoots back breezily, tapping his thumb on your phone screen.
You chew on the inside of your cheek for a second. It's not often that Eddie bests you like this but there's something sort of enjoyable about the way he makes you want to squirm a little under his gaze, knowing he's got the upper hand.
"I wasn't sure how to tell you. She can come off a bit...strong, I guess".
His lips pinch together, forcing away a crooked smile. "Really? because-", he looks back to the screen to read off the lyrics. " 'your dick getting more blows than a birthday cake's pretty subtle in my opinion. A real thinker".
You laugh again, delivering a weak punch to his left shoulder. Things were still new with Eddie. He hadn't yet seen this side of you and those whispering new relationship jitters had gotten the best of you, worried he'd think of you differently like shitty ex's past unless you found a way to ease him into your other interests.
But now that he's ripped the band aid off for you, you realize how stupid you'd been -- really damn stupid because this was Eddie Munson. He'd never judge you, least of all when it came to your taste in music of all things and that reminder was everything you needed to shake off those unfounded nerves for good.
So, you happily forget the movie that night, both of you sat atop your island with your legs crossed like something out of Sixteen Candles, eating warm brownies right out of the pan placed between you.
The rest of the night's spent playing CupcakKe's discography for Eddie, both of your cheeks sore from how hard you've been laughing and smiling every time he pretends to be scandalized by a verse one moment and then shamelessly belts out the next once he'd got the lyrics memorized, exaggerated fake moans and all.
You wouldn't be hiding anything from Eddie again, not now when you've found someone with whom you can be yourself around, always.
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