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hungercityhellhound · 4 months

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Bands I follow on Spotify with less than 500K listeners per month. I feel like it will be most of them. I will use the tag #<500K if you want to track along. I'll be doing 10 at a time.

Format Band name (# of listeners per month)

Axel Rudi Pell (180K)

Babylon A.D. (20k) Bang Goes the Bells is awesome but this is the one that gets stuck in my head

Bad Actress (430)

Badlands (9k)

Banshee (7K)

Begerith (62)

Beggarz Fixx (22)

Black 'N Blue

Black Aces (13k)

Black Swan (5k)<-- Super group Robin McAuley, Reb Beach, Jeff Pilson and Matt Starr

#<500k #Axel Rudi Pell #Babylon A.D.#Babylon AD #bad actress #bad actress band #badlands #badlands band #Banshee #Banshee band #Begerith #Beggarz fixx #Black 'N Blue #Black Swan #Blended Brew #Spotify

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odistole · 5 months

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Bruce Springsteen and The E Street Band - Badlands (The Legendary 1979 No Nukes Concerts)

#bruce springsteen #e street band #no nukes concerts #darkness on the edge of town #badlands #he was such a dork #had fun on this little gifset enjoy guys

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fqithology · 3 months

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Tumblr grunge girl album; starter pack.

THE XX (SELF-TITLED) - 2009

THE 1975 ( SELF-TITLED ) - 2013

PURE HEROINE ( LORDE ) - 2O13

BADLANDS ( HALSEY ) - 2015

BLUE NEIGHBOURHOOD ( TROYE SIVAN ) - 2015

CRYBABY ( MELANIE MARTINEZ ) - 2015

WIPED OUT! ( THE NBHD ) - 2015

OH WONDER ( SELF-TITLED ) - 2015

AM ( ARCTIC MONKEYS ) - 2013

GHOST ( SKY FERREIRA ) - 2012

MODERN VAMPIRES IN THE CITY ( VAMPIRE WEEKEND ) - 2013

ULTRAVIOLENCE ( LANA DEL REY ) - 2014

THE BALCONY ( CATFISH AND THE BOTTLEMEN ) - 2014

TALKING DREAMS ( ECHOSMITH ) - 2013

1989 ( TAYLOR SWIFT ) - 2014

TRUE ROMANCE ( CHARLI XCX ) - 2013

CRYSTAL CASTLES ( SELF-TITLED) - 2008

ELECTRA HEART ( MARINA AND THE DIAMONDS) - 2012

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starry-eyed-never-satisfied · 3 months

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Eric liked Jake's (?) pose so much he recreated it in KISS

#kiss band #badlands

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interpol-nyc-documents-blog · 1 year

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Interpol - What’s In My Bag? Amoeba interview Jan. 17, 2019.

Daniel put in his bag:

- Bad Brains (ROIR sessions) (1982) “One of the best hardcore records..”

- Badlands (1973) by Malick “..it has a meditative quality to it. And I like the music too.” Explains how he is a fan of how Martin Sheen puts on his jacket. :D

- Roy Orbison record. About the song ‘Pantomime’: “starts humbly and builds into this sweeping sort of orchestral gigantic piece.”

- Aphex Twin: Richard D. James Album (1996) “It was a big moment in electronic music.”

-PJ Harvey: To Bring You My Love (1995) “I love the minimalism yet the effectiveness of her approach to song writing on this album, and the space.”

Paul put in his bag:

- Only God Forgives (2013) film by Refn “... such a beautiful film. Beautifully shot.”

- Liars: They Threw Us All in a Trench and Stuck a Monument on Top (2001) “This was a real good road companion to me (while touring TOTBL).” “The rhythm section is so insane.”

- Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World (2003) by Weir “I may or may not have been so obsessed with this film at one point, that I got a tattoo inspired from it.”

- John Frusciante: Niandra Lades And Usually Just A-Tshirt (1994) “The high points on this really influenced me as an artist..”

Sam put in his bag:

- Hardcore Devo Vol. 2 (1991) “..really very punk rock.”

- Die Warzau: Disco Rigido (1989) About a song: “Very on the aggressive side [of dance music] so there’s not much to begin with. And that’s the beauty of it.”

-Jesu: Heart Ache/Dethroned (2010) “I think it’s just one guy with a heavy guitar and a lot of electronics.” “Total ear candy”

- Heart: Dreamboat Annie (1975) “For my baby mama.” “Ann Wilson has one of the best voices ever.”

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myimaginaryradio · 8 months

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Badlands - Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band - 1978

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This is my all time favorite song. It grabbed me as a kid and still does. The live versions and being there live in person for this song, gives me goosebumps.

#bruce springsteen #e street band #badlands #classic rock #good and bad #Youtube

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livingd3adgirll · 1 year

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idk what is this but it looks aesthetic so take it

#radiohead #pink floyd #deftones #halsey #metallica #queen band #acdcband #the neighbourhood #tv girl #badlands #artists on tumblr #aesthetic

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ashtrayfloors · 2 years

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Listen/purchase: Badlands by psalters

Lighting struck, Your presence woke us up You said, "follow into the night" Rain quit, moon lit vast plains ahead And in this vision we know ourselves small Sun rose on the stones, many shades of light The wind was now our guide it led us to the height At the edge of the cliff all idle chatter quit Now with our lives at risk we finally exist You gave freely, met our needs, cut our hands from Things and from our veins flowed life giving streams Onward along the ridge together, breaking bread and glad With all we saw, we were in awe Ghost town sheriff put us behind the wall, he don't like The look of folks in awe Phantom preacher said, "you outlaws confess" And we said "yes, we are in awe!" Said they'd feed us to the birds, we heard the crows caw But you can't capture wind and you can't control awe We were in awe (Glad with all we saw, we were in awe) Angel made a jail break said go And walk this land & be in awe You must obey God Rather than man if you're in awe Angel made a jail break said go & walk this land & be in awe You must obey God rather than man if you're in awe

#bandcamp #psalters #badlands #lyrics #nostalgic jams #christianity #god #i remember that it was s.l. who introduced me to this band #she caught them playing in a park or something in nyc #and she said:#if i were going to be a christian #this is the kind of christian i would be #an anarchist mystic type #and i agreed #anyway i haven’t listened to them in actual years but just thought of them

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theonemeathead · 3 months

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Sniper x Reader, "Quick Trip"

a sniper x reader smutfic! tw for afab anatomy, the implications of the word 'sheila'. enjoy!

August. One of the hottest months of the year, not to mention it was the hottest day in New Mexico yet. A ceasefire had been called until further notice, the temperature being down right deadly. There was no shade for miles, within the border of the Badlands.

Which just so happened to be where you lived. Your residence, currently, was Teufort's RED base. You had been on base for a couple of years now, you got along with everyone well enough; Some more than others.

Which leads you to the current situation.

You see, Sniper was about to leave on a joint-contract with Scout; Somewhere not nearly as blazing hot. And he was going to be gone for almost two weeks. Clearly, this didn't bode well with you as you stood, with crossed arms, in front of him. You had been begging him all day to let you tag along, but he refused, insistently.

"Mundy, this isn't fair! The AC in the base is broken, you gotta—!"

"I said no, sheila," he cut you off, his tone stern. Of course, you didn't take well to being talked over, especially by your boyfriend. You furrowed your brow, opening your mouth to speak, when you were interrupted, yet again.

"Sick! Ya coming with us?" Ah, Scout. His Boston accent never failed to amuse you, especially with the mischievous glint in his eyes whenever he spoke. He smiled wide, hopeful that you could maybe make the car ride a little less dull. Sniper usually wasn't one for small talk, you were lucky if you could even get a head nod out of him.

"No." "Yes!"

You and Sniper said in unison, he shot you a nasty side eye from behind his aviators. You never understood how Sniper was able to take the heat so easily. He was still wearing his full uniform, boots and all. You had half a mind not to strip naked with how unbearable the temperature was. However, still somewhat sane, decided against that and listened to your better judgement for once.

"Aw, c'mon, Snipes, let 'em tag along! At least they talk," Scout tried to reason, taking your side. Sniper sighed dramatically, grumbling something you couldn't quite understand. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at you.

"You're both insufferable. Get in." Your eyes lit up immediately. You had gotten your way, per usual. You clambered into the vehicle, sitting directly in the middle between the other two mercenaries. The black leather seats had definitely seen their fair share of wear and tear, various holes burned from dropped cigarettes, some exposed, yellow foam from the peeling material... But Sniper loved his van. In between your legs was the comically long stick-shift. The handle was slightly chipped away and the design faded from being used so often. Sniper refused to drive anything but manual, because it's 'the right way' he said. With a loud sigh, Sniper had pulled himself in on the driver's side, buckling his seat belt in one swift motion. He clicked the key forward in the ignition, the camper sputtering to life. It was definitely old and in desperate need of repair. The bushman reached forward for the gearshift, his rough hands accidentally brushing the top of your knee as he put the car into 1st gear. Normally, gestures such as this didn't get to you. But, something felt off about it this time.

The first 10 minutes of the car ride turned out to be a bust. Sniper was too focused on the road and Scout was knocked out, cold. The only sound was the distant crackling of the radio and the soft snores from your teammate. You had one exciting moment when Sniper went to shift to 3rd, his hand grazing your leg yet again. You shot him a quick glance, unsure if it was on purpose on not. Sniper wasn't one to tease. You leaned forward with a sigh, slightly turning the dial on the radio to the right. It was set on a classic rock station currently playing a song by Men At Work. You didn't know much about the band, besides the fact Sniper really liked them.

"I love this song." Sniper's gruff voice had come out slightly whispery. You squirmed a little in your seat. Did he always have this affect on you? His Aussie accent had rang through you ears. It was such a simple string of words, but coupled with the fleeting touches, it was... different. About an hour and a half into the car ride, Sniper made the executive decision to stop at a gas station a couple miles up the road. With Scout still asleep, Sniper pulled up to the pump, slamming the breaks to scare the sleeping Bostonion awake. With an abrupt 'oof', Scout was up and ready to fight immediately.

"What—! What is it?! What happened, are we dead??" He yelped, looking around frantically. Scout paused, huffing when he saw that you were all just in park. "You guys are freakin' assholes, I'm gonna go take a leak."

With the 3 of you filing out of Sniper's front seat, you watched as Scout stretched and walked towards the gas station itself. Behind you, Sniper had already unscrewed the gas cap, removing the nozzle and forcing it into the tank. With a simple 'click', diesel fluid immediately began pouring out. Sniper stared at it for a second before abruptly pulling on the handle of the side door of the van, exposing the inside to you. Confused, you looked up at him.

"I told ya I didn't want you coming on this trip, roo." His tone was dark, almost sadistic. Your brows pinned up, a bit of fear beginning to creep through your system. Sniper never took a tone with you. He turned to you, his eyes hidden behind his yellow-tinted aviators. You swallowed thickly, afraid of what was next. "Come here."

You obeyed, stepping closer to him timidly. Immediately, you were manhandled, almost thrown into the back of his camper van. You stared in surprise, yelping as he slammed the door closed behind the both of you. You didn't have time to react before he was on you, his mouth meeting yours. The kiss wasn't pretty or experienced as his teeth clacked against yours, his lips bruising and hungry. He must've been pent up, watching you flaunt yourself around in that low-cut tanktop and those too-short shorts. Just as fast as he had started, he had pulled away. The marksman looked you up and down, as if you were nothing but prey.

"This is the entire reason I didnt want'cha to come, darl'. Just can't keep my bloody hands off ya."

A flash of red was all you saw before you were flipped onto your stomach, Sniper using his long limbs to entangle your arms behind your back. He had you like a wrangled animal, trapped and helpless. He grunted quietly, cursing under his breath as he kept you pinned with one arm. He used his one free hand and made quick work of your bottoms, sliding them, along with your underwear, down to rest just below your ass. You jolted at the feeling of his caloused hand immediately delving into your folds, as if to relax you. A low whimper left your throat, the feeling of his long, thick fingers tracing themselves inside of you, curling to hit the right spot.

You didn't have much time, however, and Sniper knew this. He retracted his fingers, sucking whatever juices was on them off. The clinking of a belt, along with shuffling fabric excited you further. Although you couldn't look back, you could feel him start to guide his long length towards your aching hole. He slid into you, slowly. Sniper wasn't thick per se, but he was definitely long. The head of his cock practically kissed your insides in all the right places. With how wet you were, you didn't need much time to accommodate his size. Snapping his hips into your ass, you could feel every drag of his cock, every pulse and vein. His pace started off bruising, the hand keeping you pinned down began leaving crescent-shaped indents from his fingernails.

There was something primal about this. The heat had burned extra hot that day, and so did your lover, it seemed. He reached his free hand under you, beginning to rub sloppy circles on your clit. Shortly after, you eyes had screwed shut, a line of drool beginning to leak from your mouth. The campervan had rocked slightly with each thrust, your pants and pleas falling upon deaf ears as Sniper used your body. It wasn't long until you tried to warn him, maybe a little too late.

"Mick, I—!" Before you could continue, you had came, your own moan cutting you off. Sniper had a sick, twisted smile, letting go of your arms to focus fully on grabbing your hips. He had started slamming your overstimulated, quivering cunt back into him. It sent shocks through your body, the pleasure quickly turning to pain as it became too much

"Fuck, I love ya, roo. I'm gonna fill ya right up, make ya mine." His thrusts grew erratic, almost sloppy, as a string of curses and praise left his lips as he hilted himself fully inside of you. You heard a small groan, followed by some deep breaths as Sniper came inside of you. With a groan, he pulled out, his cock growing softer by the second. He yanked his pants up, buckling his belt back with extreme ease and skill. There was no time for aftercare. He helped you slide your clothes back up, your trembling thighs sending delight through him. He picked his slouch hat up from off the ground, dusting it off. He held a crooked smile as he placed it atop your head, the hat much too big for you. He had finished pumping gas, screwing the cap back on before leaning against the front of his Chevy.

"Where's Scout?"

"I paid him $20 to piss off somewhere for like half an hour. He'll be back soon, love."

#tf2 #tf2 sniper #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #tf2 sniper x reader #sniper x reader #sniper tf2 x reader #sniper tf2 #tf2 fandom

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genuineloves · 1 year

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