hozier writing “the memory hurts, but does me no harm” has done more for my mental health than any meditation or therapy ive ever tried.
intrusive memory of the most embarrassed i’ve ever been? hurts but does no harm we keep moving
something triggering and suddenly i’m in a trauma memory spiral? hey kid, breathe. those things hurt but they can’t harm you anymore.
thanks hozier🖤
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@/AUDIO-ARCHIVES
took me a few days… but it’s established!
adopting Lost’s grid layout, i’ve compiled a list of blogs whose archives consist of an extensive amount of [ideally] self-hosted audio posts. the links directly bring you to their filter:audio archive displays for ease of access.
my intentions for this project stemmed from getting so pissed off trying to locate specific tracks via hashtags, all to be bombarded with completely irrelevant nonsense. it also encourages the discovery of new music for anyone interested.
be sure to periodically check back for new additions, or give a follow to get live updates. most importantly, if you’re aware of any collectives that have yet to be included, please let me know via a submission/reply. (criteria is based on: total amount / ability to access their archive)
acknowledgements to @avrolancaster, @cokeordie, @cursedamulet, @ergo-sum, @f0stercare, & @umbra-aeterna for great start-up recommendations.
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Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge, My Chemical Romance, 8. June 2004.
Three Cheers For Sweet Revange, an album often conected with 2000s pop-punk and a staple part of emo subculture on the Internet. Today it’s remembered as nothing more than a joke and a laughing stock to many onlookers, but I’m here to prove you wrong and show you how behind these emotionally charged teenage songs stands an unbelievably great rock-metal album that is worthy of respect.
Helena and I’m Not Okay (I Promise) are songs that first come to mind when you think about Three Cheers For Sweet Revange , but I would say that they are nothing like the rest of the album and stick out unplessaently when listening to it; I would even say they are nothing more than a commercial pop-punk songs for MTV to bring a bigger audience to the band. It’s a shame because, without them, the album would be much more powerful as a whole.
Besides that, the album is filled with impressive guitar riffs, heavy basses, and an amazing vocal performance from Way. Even though some people (as well as me) find his voice a little like that of a preteen boy and can’t take him seriously, he still gives some amazing performances. For example, in I Never Told You What I Do for a Living, where he literally rips his voice to shreds (personally, that song could destroy the whole MCR image in seconds).
The most heavy songs are at the end, which I find pretty sad because you need to skip the awkward first faze (that is definitely not for everyone) to be able to hear songs like It’s Not a Fashion Statment, It’s a Deathwish, or Hang ‘Em High.
The Ghost of You will always be my favourite song from this album. It’s so heartbreaking, and it always gives me the shivers. It has one of the best guitar-to-voice blends ever and a beutiful music video that accompanies it.
I would say this album is a blend of artistic softnes and heavy metal sounds; it’s unique with its details, like visals, distorted voices and beats you would often associate with different genres, and amazing texts that would put any writer to shame for their maturity and honesty.
All in all, if I need to describe this album in a couple of words, it would be like listening to an 80s dracula, emotionally deceiving you with its vulnerability by screming at you. It’s kind of weird.
I would give it a: Don’t judge the book by its covers; it may surprise you.
If you found my review worth discussing in any way, I’m happy to do so.
Yours trully,
MJ.10.
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Marc Bolan was an English guitarist, singer-songwriter and poet. Was born on September 30, 1947.
“I think I am a child. Everything blows my mind.”
Marc Bolan
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