#Symphonic Music of Yes

[theartofmetal]

148. Multitudes of Emptiness - Journey into Darkness (Symphonic Death/Black Metal/Dark Synth, 2020)

Art by Johny Prayogi

#yes this sounds exactly like its cover - listen to “Sending Death” #metal #symphonic black metal #death metal #experimental #dark wave #art #artwork #music #painting #heavy music #artist #cover art #heavy #space #milky way #skeleton #underground #one man band #usa

[clouds-of-wings]

An alternate version of one of my favourites from Leviathan 2

#symphonic metal #therion #music #i hope they put this guy on the next album again #his voice is so awesome #erik mårtensson #ah yes... next album... #it's getting postponed just like the last two isn't it? lol #2 months until it's supposed to be out and still pretty much no info on anything #ah well this stuff is normal #with most bands i wouldn't even notice #and with this kind of release schedule... i'd be crazy to complain

[fantomette22]

So Antonius Tertius (YouTube) the one who begin to share the official Latins lyrics translation of bloodborne songs made another great organ arrangement !

It remind me I had Gehrm arrangement I my watch list since a few months too.

Oh and I listen to Ludwig arrangement too !

It's funny but I listen to Dark Reality a lot too recently, especially that one arrangement (a music of an old fromsoft game aka king's field IV) and I don't know but recently when I hear organ I can only thought about Laurence (the first Vicar TM) playing. (His theme is the only one with one after all. How can I not associate it with him. I imagined that maybe he could play such an instrument. And now I'm imagining him played his friends theme...)

#bloodborne music #yes I love symphonic music and I really organ ! #I did latin for years at school ! I loose a lot of my level unfortunately but there were a time where I could understand the general sense- #-of the lyrics version of Somnus in FFXV #plus I did knew by heart the names + meanings of the 16 colossus in Shadow of the Colossus #Youtube

[aro-spectre]

starset girlie to enter shikari guy pipeline

#spectre original #enter shikari #starset #obligatory “mate what the fuck are you going on about” quote here #just hear me out #its about starset having electronic and symphonic elements in rock #and enter shikari abusing music genre's worthless boundaries since 2003 #its about starset using fancy words i didnt know back then #and later deciphering whatever the fuck rou enter shikari meant by “yes axiomatic subject matter executed with absolute lucidity” #its about starset calling their concerts demonstrations and having lyrics about some vague resistance #and enter shikari directly saying “fuck you we hold no respect and when tomorrow comes we're gonna step on your head” #like im not trying to undersell starset here #to me its simply a lot less complex than enter shikari #BUT!! #it like. conditioned me. to later get into enter shikari with far more ease #like if i didnt listen to starset on loop when i was 13 #i would probably have a lot more trouble with appreciating enter shikari when i was 18 #Do You Fucking Get Me

[arinewman7]

The Gates of Delirium Part 3 [Soon]

Yes

Symphonic Live [2001]

*

Soon oh soon the light

Pass within and soothe this endless night

And wait here for you

Our reason to be here

#Yes #art #artists #music #musicians #Jon Anderson #prog #prog rock #Gates of Delirium #Relayer #Symphonic Live [2001] #song #The Gates of Delirium Part 3 [Soon] #Tolstoy #Soon

[reachexceedinggrasp]

Omg so i mainly come here for the SW meta, writing/storytelling analysis, salt and kdrama recs, but never expected to get my soul blown open by this wave of nostalgia for my First Great Love: the original FFVII game (masterpiece, never equalled). A million yesses. Yup, still crying to Aeris' theme to this day and Cleris remains beautiful, touching, perfect, an amazing relationship dynamic so wonderfully pulled off, the original OTP. What a gift to get hit by all this again, thank you friend. <3

#<3 <3 <3 #the FEELS anon!!! #I can get emotional over them at the drop of a hat #forever OTP #and Nanaki and the Highwind Theme and jsljfdsl #it is such a masterpiece yes #the characters and the music and the sweeping scope- so much depth and richness #healing romance and dealing with layers of identity hmm #it's almost like this was formative for me or something lmao #I wrote cleris fanfic when I was 12 the roots are deep #ffvii #I went to one of the symphonic concerts (delayed 2 years bc of plague) and it took all my effort to cry silently #both disappointingly and luckily they didn't play that much of the original score it was mostly remake stuff #if they had played more of the original I would have made a total spectacle of myself

[progtopiapartii]

The Yes Album by... Yes

Anyone else seen the band The Mentulls? They finish their sets by jamming to the end of Starship Troopers and it's brilliant!

#yes #prog rock #progressive rock #1970s music #symphonic rock #the mentulls

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Nightwish - The Phantom of the Opera 2002

"The Phantom of the Opera" is a song from the 1986 stage musical of the same name, based on the 1910 French novel of the same name by Gaston Leroux, which tells the tragic story of a beautiful soprano, Christine Daaé, who becomes the obsession of a mysterious, masked musical genius living in the subterranean labyrinth beneath the Paris Opéra House. The song was composed by Andrew Lloyd Webber, with lyrics written by Charles Hart and Richard Stilgoe, and additional lyrics by Mike Batt. The song was originally recorded by Sarah Brightman and Steve Harley, which became a UK hit single in 1986, prior to the musical. Listen to it here! In its theatrical debut, it was sung by Brightman and Michael Crawford in their roles as Christine Daaé and the Phantom. Listen to it here! The Phantom of the Opera was the longest running show in Broadway history, and celebrated its 10,000th performance on February 11, 2012, becoming the first Broadway production in history to do so. It is the second longest-running West End musical, after Les Misérables, and the third longest-running West End show overall, after The Mousetrap. The original West End production at Her Majesty's Theatre, London, ended its run in 2020, its run cut short by the COVID-19 pandemic.

Nightwish is a Finnish symphonic metal band from Kitee. The band was formed in 1996 by lead songwriter and keyboardist Tuomas Holopainen, guitarist Emppu Vuorinen, and former lead singer Tarja Turunen. The band soon picked up drummer Jukka Nevalainen, and then bassist Sami Vänskä after the release of their debut album, Angels Fall First (1997). In 2001, Vänskä was replaced by Marko Hietala, who also took over the male vocalist role previously filled by Holopainen or guest singers.

In 2002, Nightwish released Century Child, along with the singles "Ever Dream" and "Bless the Child". Century Child was certified gold two hours after its release, and platinum two weeks afterwards. It set a record on the Finnish album charts of most distance between a first place album and the second place. An enduring favorite of fans is the band's version of "The Phantom of the Opera". The song was routinely played in concerts until October 21, 2005, when vocalist Tarja Turunen was fired from the band and later replaced with Anette Olzon, whereupon the band announced that they would never play the song live again. This would hold true for 17 years until November 27 and 28, 2022, when Nightwish was joined by Dutch singer Henk Poort on stage at the Ziggo Dome in Amsterdam to perform the song. Marko Hietala joined Tarja Turunen at a couple of her solo shows in 2023 to sing "The Phantom of the Opera" with her. They are set to tour together in Spring 2024 in Latin America on Tarja's "Living The Dream – The Hits Tour".

"The Phantom of the Opera" recieved a total of 82,7% yes votes!

#finished #high votes #high yes #high reblog #80s #00s #nightwish

[jestergirlbosom]

9, 76 !

9. Coming Storm by Septicflesh

76. State of Grace (Taylor’s Version)

send me a number 1-101 and I’ll tell you the song it corresponds with on my top 101 playlist!

#it's more likely than you think #yes my music taste is sooo normal #symphonic death metal and taylor swift go together actually

[rastronomicals]

12:34 PM EDT May 3, 2024:

London Philharmonic Orchestra - "Close To The Edge" From the album Symphonic Music of Yes (October 26, 1993)

Last song scrobbled from iTunes at Last.fm

#London Philharmonic Orchestra #Symphonic Music of Yes #Close To The Edge

[euaphoric]

lust.

✩‧₊˚ pairing — jungkook x f!reader, strangers to ??? (wtv they got going on in this dynamic)

✩‧₊˚ warnings — i was planning to make this way happier but i was in a sad mood so im sorry if it’s a little angsty? some fluff ig, sm*t, mentions of alcohol & smoking (cigs), dom!jk & sub!reader, hookup culture, slight corruption? oc cries a lot, spanking, ch*king, just a lot of freeky stuff, koo is a little mean in this oops

words: 3.2k // literally the longest thing i’ve wrote so far. also irdk what this is but i just kept going and couldn’t stop, kinda feels rushed toward the end cause i just wanted to get to the freaky parts sfsfjgs i’m sawry y’all

it happened 2 years ago, yet the memories of that fateful day still carry on with you as if it were yesterday. vibrant recollections of those slender, jewelled hands clasped around your neck as you cry out for him, body subconsciously submitting to all of him - breaking every barrier you’ve built up within. of all your years of existence, that night was the only time you’ve felt truly alive, shedding every ounce of innocence away in one night for a man whose name you didn’t even know.

do you regret losing your virginity to someone who only saw you as a temporary plaything? partly yes and partly no. you were conflicted on the fact you never exchanged info after he left but other than that, nothing regrettable came out of it. the only issue was that he’s set your standards far into oblivion, you’ve yet to find a lay as memorable as he was. it’s not as though you haven’t tried getting over it in the past - you’ve been desperately wishing to forget. suppressing your inner desires with all kinds of self pleasure methods; even going so far as to banging other hot strangers you meet from the bars/club - but even then, you couldn’t replicate how you felt with him and you still couldn’t reach your climax without thinking of your first time.

you catch yourself daydreaming of him daily. the raspy tone of his voice, the intoxicating scent of expensive cologne, the fluorescent, animated ink that adorned his arm along with a silver pierced lip and eyebrow, his sublime sense of style. everything you could’ve ever wanted, slipped away from your grasp forever. that was, until you were met face to face with him again - a total of 882 days later (yes you did the math). you went bar hopping downtown with all your girl friends, looking for an eventful weekend. little did you know you’d be running into him again, the nameless man that gave you a night to remember. you were definitely the first to notice him, it felt quite peculiar but as soon as you walked in you got struck with a weird deja vu moment. it all felt so familiar to you, even down to the symphonic melodies of jazz music playing in the distance, everything brought you back to that gloomy autumn night.

you’d try your dearest not to stare but your mind was not complying with any rationality, one look at his broad physique and it was endgame for all your sanity. it didn’t help that your body went inert, lost in a trance of him indefinitely, wanting nothing more than to worship him and give in to his every need. you reminisce about him telling you how much of a good girl you were for taking all of it, sucking on his fingers as you completely come undone underneath him. he left you begging for more that night, crying and pleading for at least a goodbye kiss - which you never got the pleasure of getting. “i told you this was a one time thing only.. besides, i’m leaving the city tomorrow for good so you’ll probably never see me again. it’s for the best anyway.”

his cold last words left more than a lasting impression on you. it sent you into an endless spiral of overthinking, analyzing any and everything you could’ve done wrong. did that night really mean absolutely nothing to him at all? all the countless times you’d touch yourself to vivid recounts of his face pressed into your thigh, plastering wet kisses all over them and sucking on your bruised skin. he’d spank each thigh one by one as a punishment, proudly smirking at the way you’d wince out in pain mixed with so much pleasure. he thrived off the idea that he was the first to corrupt you like this, a girl he hasn’t even known for a span of 24 hours willing to give up just about anything she had to offer. had you shamelessly wrapped around his finger like an brainless puppet.

you still don’t understand how someone can look so divine, even when doing nothing but just standing. you watch as he sips Viognier out of an oversized wine glass, gazing at the crowd, ruffling his fingers through his hair from time to time. then it became unreal when you locked eyes with him, catching him stealing a glance when he realizes who you were. you look almost exactly the same as you did a few years ago, the only part that’s different about you now is the recent butterfly tattoo you got on your lower back. that’ll be a pleasant surprise for him to find out. his eyes never drifted once they landed on you, he was in just as much shock as you were - maybe more. he’d made an internal promise to himself to keep you as a forever one time fling - nothing more just that, but if fate wasn’t real then why would the universe send you back into each other’s lives?

no, not a romantic kind of fate. the fate you get when someone you’ve mindlessly lusted over for ages has finally found its way to you again. a fate that doesn’t occur by chance, or coincidence, it was pure destiny awaiting to happen.

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“wow, you haven’t changed at all have you?” he says nonchalantly, acting as if you were an old friend he was catching up with. you weren’t sure how to respond, the surrealism of the moment brought you everywhere but reality. all you really could do was blink, fluttering your lashes at his towering figure over you. though there was a sea of people in this packed, lively bar, it felt like only you two existed in this confined space. he tried striking up the usual basic conversation with the typical, how’re your studies going? work’s been treating you well? anything exciting happen in your life recently? you gave as much of a vague answer as you could, barely putting any thought or effort, you were only giving him the same treatment that he gave back then. he would often come off as bored or condescending at times, it felt good to take back just the little bit of power you upheld.

you quietly observe as he orders another drink, two actually, not even bothering to ask what you wanted. he hands you a glass with a salted rim, the clear liquid made you believe it was either vodka or tequila, either way you gulped it down in no time and squeeze the lime on the side as chaser. you didn’t have much to drink but his presence alone was already enough to make you feel tipsy. “i thought you said you were never coming back to the city?” you blurt out, instantly scolding yourself for bringing up the past this quickly. it was just the undying curiosity of wanting to know the inner depths of him, not the stonewall of a persona he portrays to be. “i don’t know, guess i just felt like visiting. also had some unfinished business to attend to.” there he goes again with those subtle answers, toying with you so easily. his responses have always annoyed you to a certain extent but this feels even more strange for some reason. what’s the “unfinished business” he’s referring to?

“so” he pauses, never actually finishing his thought. “so..” you awkwardly mimic, hoping he’ll spit out whatever the hell he has to say. it took some time before he clears his throat and takes a sip of what seemed like his fiftieth drink tonight. “soo, do you…maybe wanna get out of here?” you’re not sure what’s with the shy act suddenly, he wasn’t this timid when you first met him. it’s like you’re meeting a whole new person. “uhm, sure i guess” you spoke hesitantly, taking his hand as he reaches out for yours. bumping into loads of drunk people while he weaved you through the crowd, it felt like multiple eternities before you’ve found the exit. he lights a cigarette before heading down the vintage spiral staircase, still hand in hand with you. “goddamn… look at your fine ass. still just as sexy as i remember you last time mamas.” he gracefully compliments, walking slightly behind in attempts of getting better sight at the back view of the form fitting dress you wore. his hand left yours in favor of wrapping around your waist. “t-thanks.” you reply sheepishly, hoping that he doesn’t notice how flushed your cheeks are.

before getting in his car, there was one more thing you needed closure with, the one thing that constantly kept you up at night. “i don’t mean to be this straightforward but, i want to know your name. i know this probably sounds really lame and pathetic but it’s been eating me up inside since the day we met and… i just- i think i deserve the right to know is all.” you wanted to scream at your poor delivery, sounding nowhere near as confident as you did in your head. the cigarette was still tucked between his lips, taking another long drag before answering you. “damn, even after all this time i still occupy your mind sweetheart? that’s adorable,” he teases, reveling in on your confession. “but i suppose i can agree with you since i did keep you guessing for so long. it’s only fair you should know, right?” that sly little smirk never left his face, he knows exactly how to mess with you. “it’s jungkook. and you are?” ah, so he really does have a name. “y/n.” you mutter, looking down at the pavement. “that’s pretty, i like it. suits you well.” his hand raises yours to his lips, kissing it gently, “nice to formally meet you y/n.” your eyes dart at him reluctantly, hoping your palms weren’t too clammy. “you too, jungkook.” none of this still felt real to you, you wanted to pinch yourself and wake up immediately. “it’s kinda hot the way you say my name.” he casually admits, the grin on his face deepens, “that won’t be the only thing you’ll be screaming at the top of your lungs tonight though.”

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this certainly wasn’t the first (or last) time you found yourself like this. getting severe brush burn from the carpet by being obediently on your knees, swiftly bobbing your head as tears stream down your face, ruining your precious mascara. the only audible sounds were his groans echoing in the room of this giant suite at the four seasons. it gave a sense of familiarity, and oddly enough you found comfort in being in such a compromised situation. especially with him again. “fuck, you’re so pretty,” he grunts, grabbing a fistful of hair, never taking his eyes off you. “look even prettier with my cock stuffed deep in your mouth.” his words sent chills, all you wanted to do was keep pleasing him. your mind goes hazy from the end of his shaft hitting the back of your throat, other than the tears, you showed no outright emotion—you had to endure this, you’ve been praying for this moment since your first ever encounter. big doe eyes look up at him innocently as you suck the soul out of him, all the shiny gloss you wore on your lips now completely transferred onto him - in this perspective, you were utterly perfect.

“shit- you’re so good at this..” he hisses, watching as you kneel beneath him, saliva glistening on your chin as you gag all over his cock. you do the best you can to fit all of him, you did learn from the best after all. you hum against him in response, feeling his cock twitch from the sudden vibrations. if you keep going like this he’s bound to cum for sure, but he doesn’t want to give you that satisfaction - he wants to have all the power and control. “get up.” he spat harshly, if you swirl your tongue around him like that one more time he feels as tho he’s about to combust. the choice of only taking him further in made him even angrier. “did you not fucking hear me? i said get. the. fuck. up.” he pulls your hair tighter to yank your head back, forcing a semi-loud *pop* with your lips as you detach from his cock, swallowing the string of drool from the corner of your mouth. silly you for keep going, you should’ve listened the first time. now your forever fantasy of getting to suck him dry and drink his cum has sadly been cut short... “since you’re so damn greedy for this cock why don’t you go stand up against that window while i fuck you, hm?” your face becomes mortified when you haven’t realized just how big those windows truly were. it took up a quarter of the living room and the curtains were never closed which you also failed to notice. you were at the top floor of this 52 story building but still, you were rightfully nervous out of your mind.

the next thing you knew, your body’s pressed up to the cold glass, his big hands caressing both sides of your waist and trailing kisses to the exposed skin on your back. you watch the faint reflection of him toying with the hem of your mini dress, slowly pulling it up then stopping when he gets to a certain point. “oh.. what’s this here?” he asks, glancing down at your butterfly tattoo, his fingertips lightly brushing over the fresh ink. “guess you aren’t so innocent as i thought you were.” you shook your head, biting your lip when he gropes your ass, “n-never was i-innocent.” you quietly mewl. “oh yeah?” he breaths warmly against your neck, hiking the dress up further. “then be a good little slut for me and don’t speak unless i tell you to.” the palm of his hand slaps your cheek hard enough to leave a visible print, pushing you up against the window more. you were enjoying every single minute of this, you were so elated that you could cry again. you feel his touch down lower, grazing over your folds to feel how wet you are. “shit, you’re already dripping like this just from sucking me off? always knew you were such a filthy whore.” two fingers slid into your heat with ease, pumping them in and out. “nngh~” you moan lowly, “shh, quiet for me doll. wait ‘til i fill you with my cock then you can scream all you want.” when he pulls them out his chest collides with your back, rubbing himself between your folds and bringing his drenched fingers up to your mouth. of course, you open eagerly to suck on his sleek digits, you remember doing this exact thing last time. history truly does repeat itself.

once he fully settles in, the clench of you around him makes his brain all fuzzy, you feel so warm and inviting, could stay like this forever. “fuck.. so fucking tight” he husks, firmly gripping at your waist before he begins moving. first he goes at a normal pace, stuffing you nice and slow with delicate kisses to your shoulders. he soon built up more momentum, thrusting in and out of your soaking cunt as bodies clash together. you arch your back more as he his cock hits your walls deeper, mumbling a bunch of gibberish as he fucks you completely dumb. “what’s that doll? i can’t hear you, speak the fuck up.” he orders sternly, producing another harsh, loud slap to your ass - never letting up on his stamina. “ughh f-fuck! you’re so b-big, feels sso goood.” you whine, feeling nothing but cockdumb at this point. “yeah? you like the way i stretch this pussy out? gonna cream all over my cock just like you did for me last time baby?” his strokes get rougher with each question. “yes…yes.. oh fuck- jungkook! jungkookk!” you chant over and over like you’re casting a spell, the ring of his name slips on your tongue smoother than the pungent liquor you drank earlier. “only i can fuck you as good as this right? have you acting this obedient and submissive? bet you were manifesting this shit all long, just can’t enough of my cock can you?” the questions just won’t stop, and the waterworks soon start up again, you’re not sure how much more you can endure.

“don’t even fucking answer, i already know anyway.” his cockiness really pissed you off but at least he had the evidence to back his arrogance up. his pace grew relentless as he watches himself disappear in you, still gawking over the pretty design of the butterfly. you felt so close - that same knot tied in your stomach like you felt before; you haven’t had this feeling since the very first time, as if only he was the one to unlock this level of passion out of you. “g-gonna cum s-soonn.” you alert him, tasting the faint bitter saltiness from your tears pooling down. a pair of strong hands connect around your neck, wrapping tightly as he rams in harder, making your whole body tremble and shake. “go ahead, do it.” jungkook encourages supportively, “cum with me doll face.” those words were all you needed to hear to let go, screaming out his name and a slew of more curses. you feel your release drip down your leg, mind completely blank from the buzz taking over you. he quickly pulls out, dumping all his white seed onto your back as you whine from being empty again. you could honestly go for another round if he asked you to right now. it was fun while it lasted though, looking over at the skyline view while getting your back blown out - seemed like a literal dream come true.

the aftermath was quiet, you didn’t say much and neither did he, you reverted right back to your shy demeanor. when you cleaned up yourself in the bathroom you grabbed your purse to rummage for your house keys but he stops you mid action. “where’re you going?” that only confuses you more, where else would you be going? “uh, home?” you meekly respond, unsure of his real intentions. “don’t be like that, you can stay the night here.” he suggests, “my plane leaves in the morning though but you can sleep here for as long as you’d like, i’ll book this room for an extra day.” it was sweet of him to do that for you, it was the least he could do to mellow your sorrows. you were hoping to be with him for a bit longer but what were you expecting really? he’s just someone who comes and goes, taking everything you had to give, just to leave you high and dry all over again. “come here.” jungkook directs assertively, patting his thigh for you to sit on his lap, you waste no time in propping yourself onto him. “don’t be sad doll, cheer up. we’ll meet again sometime yeah?” you nod, feeling so hopeless and broken inside, he’s only saying this because he probably just wants to fuck again. that’s all you are to him, a fucktoy and nothing more. even though he sees you in that light, it still makes you feel validated in some twisted kind of way. at least right now you have all of his attention, it may just be momentarily but it felt so good. one thing was definitely made clear by him though - he was deeply, undeniably, in pure lust with you.

#jungkook x reader #jungkook x female reader #jungkook smut #jeon jungkook smut #jungkook angst #jeon jungkook x reader #bts smut #bts x f reader #bts x reader #jungkook fic

[clouds-of-wings]

All the gods of the sky and the earth proclaim this day, this day!

#therion #norse mythology #symphonic metal #20 years and this line still brings a mist to my eyes :') #the passion! the majesty! the life metal! #music #and on a may day like today - with the young green and the blossoms everywhere... how could one not agree with this? #yes! all the gods of the sky and the earth proclaim this day!

[rabidline]

2024 Four Continents Championships - February 4, 2024 Hannah Lim and Ye Quan → FREE DANCE (No Commentary) Music from "The Umbrellas of Cherbourg" by Michel Legrand performed by Peter Breiner Symphonic Pop Orchestra and Mario Pelchat Choreographed by Marie-France Dubreuil and Samuel Chouinard

#hannah lim #ye quan #figure skating #fs #four continents #four continents 2024 #4CC #4CC 2024 #season: 2023 2024 #figure skating videos #figure skating archives #no commentary

[a-s-levynn]

I really did not want to put my two cents into this but i'm so tired at this point. I hate dropping into discourses and debates, basically avoided it like plague but this one is just.. ticks me off so bad.

So if anyone is interested what my opinion on the "Sleep Token, metal or not?" stupidity, by all means read on. I just had to get this out so bad.

I hate the "is ST metal or not" discourse so much. It's stupid and irrelevant. It is metal. It's not some magical thing that defies every genre it touches.

Those metal elitists who say it isn't metal are either don't know the genre they are so adamantly try to "keep pure" or think metal only consists of metalcore, numetal or deathcore, because that's all they listen to. Metal isn't just Slipknot, Lorna Shore and Slaughter to Prevail.

Metal isn't just screams and bleghs and arf arfs. If we say that then what the fuck genre is fucking symphonic metal supposed to be for example? Or folk metal? Or heavy metal bands? Or any power metal band?

Ffs people.. Metal is a blanket term that has subgenres. Which were always varied and not all of them has screaming and growling as an essential part.

Do ST has straight up pop songs? Yes. Does ST have jazz, djent, rock, rnb, sometimes trap and whatever else the fuck you wanna name elements? Yes, of course. Genre mixing is their thing, we established that. But also do at least half the ST songs have harder riffs and in general heavier instrumentals than half the mainstream metalcore bands? Also yes.

Just because the singing isn't your "traditional metal singing" it doesn't mean it's not metal. Take Nightwish for example. When they started opera singing over metal music, it very much was not the "standard metal singing". Were they metal regardless? Yes.

Come on guys.. ST is not a unicorn in a field of horses. It's metal. You don't have to put a subgenre on it if you don't want to, or don't know which one would be appropriate. But it is metal and metal it's gonna stay no matter how hard anyone tries to state otherwise.

PS.: SORRY FOR THE EXCESSIVE SWEARING

#i can already feel the hate mail coming towards me for this but fuck it i said what i said #sleep token

[iamsonormalaboutninjago]

Okay this was a part of an Ask:

What Progressive Rock Bands I think each Ninja would like ✨

Kai: Definitely Rush and Styx. More hard rock, but he listens to sad Genesis songs late at night.

Jay: Alan Parsons Project, Yes, ELP. Symphonic and ADHD pleasing

Cole: Genesis, King Crimson, Camel. 〰️ Slow jamssss 〰️

Zane: King Crimson, Pink Floyd, Styx, Alan Parsons Project. More complex beats cause he’s a music snob imo

Lloyd: Styx, Genesis, Yes, Tool, Kansas, Rush. The others got him into these cause he doesn’t expand his music tastes much lol

Nya: Tool, Yes, Rush, King Gizzard. Whatever’s hard and fast and can ebb on felony speeding

Arin: Genesis, Styx. He will competitively sing and dance to sad songs of romance despite never having a crush

Sora: Genesis, Alan Parsons Project, Pinky Floyd. Bands with a consistent beat that she can have on in the background.

#I’m mixing my hyperfixations heheheheh #ninjago #lloyd ninjago #dragons rising #ninjago dragons rising #kai ninjago #ninjago jay #ninjago cole #lego ninjago #ninjago zane #nya ninjago #sora ninjago #arin ninjago #progressive rock #progressive metal #genesis band #kansas band #styx band #alan parsons project #king crimson #tool band #yes band

[rubberizer92]

🌟 Anton: The Austrian Virtuoso Returns for OBEY Season 10! 🌟🇦🇹🎻

Gentlemen, prepare to be enraptured as Anton, the Austrian virtuoso, graces the stage once more in OBEY Season 10! 🎉🌟

Anton, a name synonymous with musical brilliance and creativity, perfectly encapsulates the spirit of artistic innovation that defines OBEY champions. He has left an indelible mark in OBEY history with his captivating performances and unwavering dedication to his craft. Now, he returns to showcase his extraordinary talents and compete among the finest in the OBEY All-Stars lineup. 🎻✨

As viewers, your pivotal role in this electrifying season cannot be overstated. Your votes on Instagram, Instagram Stories, and Tumblr are the notes that compose the contestants' journeys. Every like, comment, save, or 'Yes' vote on Instagram Stories orchestrates their ascent to the coveted crown, while a 'No' vote creates dissonance by deducting from their positive votes. Join us in supporting Anton and your other cherished champions as they embark on this symphonic journey! 🗳️📱

Prepare for a season filled with unparalleled talent, fierce competition, and unforgettable moments. Anton's return heralds the dawn of an extraordinary musical odyssey, resonating with the very essence of his name—artistry and virtuosity. The stage is set, the anticipation is melodious, and the OBEY magic is set to reach a crescendo! 🌐🌟

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