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wealmostaneckbeard · 7 months
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what the hell is brian david gilbert saying in his newest song?
I know it's got to be funny. I know he's buried a freaky joke in there. I wish I knew what it was.
EDIT: I thought I had watched Brian's newest video to completion. Turns out I had not done that, because it actually contains the song above:
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Spoiler: it is a freaky joke, he's joking about his death!
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suncaptor · 1 year
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the thing that specifically gets me about alternate universe Bobby blaming Sam for a girl getting kidnapped is, like on top of the fact it's definitely eating Sam alive and difficult to hear from anyone, that the job in which Sam is taking on is essentially an homage to Bobby. He's using every technological advance and resource he has to lead in the way in which he saw Bobby do. The person who's approval he'd want most for this is Bobby's. But this Bobby doesn't get that and this Bobby doesn't care about him and this Bobby just thinks a girl might die and it's his fault. Sam's trying to make a ghost proud who's spitting in his face about it.
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Power Trip  -   If Not Us Then Who
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winchestress · 2 months
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what was this for then
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if this storyline for Sam would be abandoned like every other??
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arcanespillo · 9 months
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"Nightmare Logic "
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samepisodebracket · 1 year
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Round 1; Group 34
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deansamnatural · 1 year
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Power Trip - Nightmare Logic Before I say anything about this album, I wanted to make something clear -- this isn’t really a “review,” per se. Just like my Metallica series that I did this past week, where I went through their first five albums, or my Eagles review, where I talked about their greatest hits albums, they weren’t really reviews, but more so retrospective pieces that talked about why these albums and bands are important to me, as well as many other people. These albums are something special, and they’re still worth celebrating all of these years later, so I wanted to write about them, only to talk about their influence as a whole, as well as on me personally. Power Trip’s sophomore album, 2017′s Nightmare Logic, is going to be the same way. This is a record that is still to this day a powerhouse of thrash metal and crossover hardcore, and it’s an influential record to a lot of people, as well as metal and heavy music as a whole. This is a record that defined 2010s thrash, and it still does today, especially with vocalist Riley Gale’s untimely passing a couple of years ago. The album just turned 5 this year, back in February, so I wanted to write something about it, because I have a very interesting history with this band and album, so I wanted to talk about that in more detail. To start off my thoughts on this record, we need to go back to when it came out, at least a little beforehand. I didn’t hear of this band, like many people, until this record came out, but the Texas thrash band has been kicking since the early 00s, including releasing some EPs and 2013′s Manifest Decimation, which is another kickass album that’s worth hearing. Nightmare Logic is the first album a lot of people heard from these guys, myself included, but I wasn’t too huge into thrash metal at the time this album came out. I liked it, don’t get me wrong, and I loved the Big Four, including Slayer, Metallica, Megadeth,a nd Anthrax, but I didn’t listen to the genre in any more depth. I don’t know if it’s where I just wasn’t into the genre’s faster and breakneck speed, or the punky and hardcore foundations of the genre, but I didn’t care for it as much as traditional heavy metal or death metal. Nowadays, I’d consider thrash to be my favorite style of metal, including traditional heavy metal and the NWOBHM scene of the early 80s, but I didn’t care for it much back about five years ago. I heard a lot of buzz for this album, and when I heard it, I didn’t care for it much, either. I remember writing in my original review of it that the album just sounded generic, and it was trying too hard to sound like it came out of the 1980s, which is funnily enough something I love about it now, so I didn’t really get the hype at first. At the same time, thrash metal was going through a bit of a resurgence. Bands like Municipal Waste, Havok, Warbringer, Toxic Holocaust, and many other acts were starting to push through into the forefront of the metal world, so people were starting to take notice that thrash metal is back. Power Trip was another one of those bands, and they really took metal by storm, but it took me awhile to see the appeal and fall in love with this record. I kept going back to the album over time, and by the end of the year, it was one of my favorites of the year. I really ended up growing on the album, and this record ended up doing a lot for me, but it wasn’t for a couple of years that I’d end up really falling for it and considering it one of my favorite albums of all time. Nightmare Logic is the perfect thrash album in every sense of the word. That’s why I love this album so much, especially where it definitely comes from a classic and nostalgic place, yet at the same time, it feels fresh, youthful, and exciting. I’m pretty sure the band was only in their early to mid-20s when they made this record, because Riley Gale was 34 when he passed in 2020, and this album came out five years ago, but you can hear their youthful energy throughout its 33-minute runtime. I mean, just listen to “Executioner’s Tax (Swing Of The Axe)” and you can get a good idea of what to expect from this album. It’s fast, intense, and menacing, but also fun, catchy, and impressively performed and produced. It’s a quick little thrash / crossover rager that really sets the tone for the album, even though opener “Soul Sacrifice” does that pretty well. My issue with a lot of modern thrash bands is that they want to pay homage to the 80s Bay Area scene, but at the same time, they don’t do anything to stand above it, or add anything to it. Power Trip does, even if it’s not necessarily originality. This is the kind of album that sounds like a long forgotten and underrated 80s thrash classic, even down to its production, and it’s great. If you haven’t heard this album yet, and you’re a thrash fan, you owe it to yourself to check this out. Most people already have, though, and this is just a good excuse to blast it loud and proud. There’s no wrong time to listen to Nightmare Logic, it’s one of the best thrash albums of all time, as well as one of my favorite albums, personally. This is easily one of my all time favorites, too, I just love this album and I can’t get enough of it. Five years later, I still play this album regularly, and I fall in love with it over again each time I do. It was a horrible tragedy when Riley passed away, because he’s one of the best vocalists in all of metal. Just like Trevor Strnad from The Black Dahlia Murder, there will never be anyone like them, and it’s still felt among the metal world to this day. It’s great that these records do exist, so we can listen to his voice whenever we want, and his legacy will never be forgotten. I can’t wait for another five years, because when this album turns ten, that’s when it’ll be a certified modern classic. I can’t wait for the ten-year retrospectives on the album, because they’re all going to be overly positive and for good reason -- this is one of the best albums ever made. Rest In Power Riley Gale
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crowfeatherquill · 7 months
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Stress Dreams
Elijah stands on the edge of Dalry’s sunrise cliffside, staring out into the abyss of mist and nothingness below him. The terror in the back of his throat tastes familiar. He’s had this dream before. He doesn’t look behind him when he feels Valentine’s foot between his shoulder blades. He knows what happens next.
He plummets. Air rushing past him, turning his hair into stinging whips against his face and his clothing into frantic un-wings. He reaches for the board.
He reaches for the board.
The board. Is gone.
He has not had this dream before.
He flails, trying to flip himself in the air -- at least if he’s going to fall to his death, he’ll be able to see it coming -- but before he can, a massive, looming form blocks out the sun in its entirety. Early morning turns to night in an instant and above him is Emil and below him is Nothing and he is still falling and Emil is diving after him and he doesn’t have his board and the ship is nowhere to be seen and he is going to die. Emil’s throat glows incandescent blue with rage and pain and fury and lightning and Elijah does everything he can to curl into a ball -- brings his arms up to shield his face as though that’s going to do him any good and squeezes his eyes shut as he realizes he does not want to see his death before it hits him.
He doesn’t know what hits him. It’s almost certainly not a lightning bolt, because it hits him in the back as he crashes through it and he hears a racket of clattering noise. It takes him a moment to realize he’s no longer falling. Another to uncurl and open his eyes. At first, he panics, because when he does open his eyes, nothing changes. But by some freak gut instinct, he knows that this is because of darkness, not sudden blindness, and so he gropes for his torch. 
The metal cylinder is grounding in his hand as he pulls it free from his belt. When he turns it on, it makes the sound of the explosion that follows catastrophic engine failure, and he flinches so hard he drops it and sends it spinning. It illuminates the room in mad flashes -- scorched stone, ruined scaffold, rubble, and amid it all, shining severed bits of metal. A single leg. A twitching hand. A head, half caved in, eye lenses shattered before they’d gone dark.
When the beam of the torch finally comes to a stop, it lands on the horrifying figure of a mechanical torso slumped against the far wall of the foundry in a dark puddle. At first, he assumes it might be oil, but then he sees it. From the gaping nothing inside its ribcage extends a snake of vertebrae, slick with fresh gore, and he realizes the puddle is not oil, it’s blood, and the floor here is drenched in it.
It may as well be tar the way his feet feel glued to the stone underneath them.
Faintly, he sees a flicker of internal illumination behind the torso’s eyes. Feebly, it calls for its father. Elijah cannot place why exactly the voice sounds so familiar until suddenly it all comes crashing into him like a minotaur at full charge.
That’s his voice.
This thing is just like him. Young, frightened, and in over its head, wondering how it got here and what it’s meant to do now. Crying for comfort and familiarity as it bleeds out in the scorched-out ruin of a foundry it was ordered to destroy.
Before he can take a step forward, he hears a mechanical charge behind him. Feels something wrap around his neck. Gets the sudden sinking feeling that he’s about to end up exactly the way the Architects had always seen him.
Spineless.
He wakes with a start, still feeling the sudden jerk backwards as though he’d really been pulled -- though odds are he hasn’t actually moved much at all.
He sits up as best he can in the swaying canvas hammock, feeling the rough weave beneath his fingers and trying to let the motion soothe him instead of making him sick. It’s the soft glow of the main power crystal that really makes it clear where he is. He presses his mouth and chin firmly against his knees and allows himself a sharp shudder, hoping maybe it’ll shake off the specter of dread and death that seems to have sunk its claws into him.
He looks up at his shelf. At the pot full of clover and forget-me-nots. It occurs to him that he’s not sure whether they need water. That he’s not really sure how to care for anything living -- anything that doesn’t run on wires and grease and know-how. That he’s not certain he can.
He unfolds himself and reaches toward them, the way they no doubt reach for the sun. Tries to remember the way his mother used to check the plants in the back garden for distress. Drooping leaves. Dull flowers. He decides they’ll probably survive the night. He’ll ask Theo in the morning what they might need in order to last longer than that.
He settles back down into the hammock, curled around the pot, arms and chest keeping it upright and face close enough to smell the dirt and the green and the gentle scent of the flowers. The smell of the ditches where he’d ridden out the swaying feeling the first time he’d had his nose broken for running his mouth to the wrong people.
The smell of home.
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scoop16 · 8 months
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samanddeanwerehere · 2 years
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14x05 Nightmare Logic
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14x05 Nightmare Logic Locations Map
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marvelsmostwanted · 4 months
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This is sad but unfortunately I think this is just going to be the norm for the next few years as streaming services die a slow death.
HBO Max should in theory be able to make money from a show that was at one point the top new series in the US. At the time, David Jenkins said "This is what happens when a major media company invests in inclusive mainstream stories" (agree!) but unfortunately that major media company, like all streaming services, has a terrible business model that can't support that investment.
This is an interesting article about how streaming services are losing money and scrambling to make it back by trying to convince people to buy cheaper, ad-supported options or bundling with other streaming services. Unfortunately for them, I think that's like... all of the options? At some point they're just going to continue to lose money. Making shows is expensive and very few consumers are willing to pay more when they could just cancel and use a cheaper service (or, you know. 🏴‍☠️)
This is also a good article that was written after Shadow and Bone was cancelled by Netflix about whether it could be saved:
"The problem is that while saving shows used to be plausible, at times, the cost of Shadow and Bone combined with the fact that streaming services are really, really starting to cut back on spending means that this would be an extremely tough sell. WB Discovery’s Max is being lambasted for killing finished projects for tax breaks to chip into its massive debt. Disney Plus has done the same thing and has said they will cut back on things like expensive Marvel shows. Amazon Prime is mired in expensive creator deals going nowhere and throwing insane amounts of money at projects they are realizing are not panning out. Paramount Plus losing $500 million a year. NBC’s Peacock is losing $650 million a quarter."
TLDR; Streaming services have reached such a dire point financially that they have to cancel some of their most popular content (Marvel shows on Disney+???? These have seemingly been very successful; it's wild to read that they're "cutting back") in the desperate hope that a new season of something that's cheaper to make will get more attention.
What I gathered from these articles is that steaming services are dying a slow death and sadly, a lot of good shows are going to go with them.
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suncaptor · 1 year
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someone PLEASE help this man.
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meektimes · 2 years
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winchestress · 2 months
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gummi-ships · 4 months
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Kingdom Hearts Dream Drop Distance - The World That Never Was
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