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chaneajoyyy · 10 months
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nerdby · 4 months
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zivazivc · 17 days
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A proper look at Brook, my weirdest weirdo, and the offspring of a very unusual throuple. She's a Blues-Rock Troll, mostly inspired by bands like Delta Rae and Larkin Poe.
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tartarusknight · 1 month
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I'm just saying that Appalachian Eddie Munson would know how to swing dance and line dance... I'm just saying
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jewishbarbies · 3 months
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i think it’s funny there wasn’t a spike in women in pop being listened to when taylor switched genres, no one was listening to country more when taylor was planted in the scene. just listened to taylor specifically. but Beyonce puts out a couple country singles and her popularity lifts other artists up with her, because that’s the kind of base she attracts. telling.
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rielohel · 2 months
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Back here to say that because Johnny Ghost is from a small town in North Carolina, he realistically would be very southern. And I will stand by that until the end of my time. That's all.
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bonelessratss · 3 days
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ok controversial view but how emo songs used to speak to me is the same way now sad country songs speak to me
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jacobseed · 7 days
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"dep, what is all this?" wheaty can't contain his surprise or curiosity to the mountain of records she tossed on his table. theo grins as she sifts through a few of them. "music, my darling wheaty. in return for helping you, how about you play me some tunes on your radio?" she points out a few that are her favorite and a couple that are a must have. the temptation to listen to every single record crosses his mind - there's some good bands hiding in the stack and a few he hasn't heard before, but then a rotten thought takes over. "you aren't asking me for this just so you can throw parties again, are you?" "how could you possibly think that?" theo holds her hand against her chest as if she were wounded by his words. "but if i do, i will be sure to invite you. deal?"
DEPUTY DRIVING THROUGH HOPE COUNTY PLAYLIST with vast and beautiful sceneries, both day and night flying by. music to be played on the jukebox in the spread eagle while the whole town takes time off to feel alive for just one more night.
taglist: @imogenkol @statichvm @tommyarashikage @risingsh0t @strangefable
@ravensgard @firstaidspray @pitchmoss @pavus @florbelles
@carrionsflower @josephzeppeli @thedeadthree @leviiackrman @roberthouse69
@confidentandgood @carlosoliveiraa @g0dspeeed @rolangf @bigbywlf
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chaneajoyyy · 4 months
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lastoneout · 22 days
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This is legit why I hate hearing people uncritically spread the whole "all modern country sucks" shit because they always say it's because the music is just about drinking and trucks and women and god as if that's not what all fucking music has always been about.
And I mean straight up I have seen people insist ALL modern country is bad 100% going all no nuance november about it and it pisses me off bcs by writing off an ENTIRE GENRE y'all are erasing the very real artists out there who are diverse and progressive making good country(and folk and bluegrass) music!! Like I hate that fucking "9/11 ruined country" post because ALL it fucking did was make it so instead of hearing banjo and thinking "inbred 0 IQ hick farmer who can't read and eats roadkill" people hear banjo and think "trump supporter" it didn't actually make anything better it just gave 'em a reason to hate country that people couldn't call them out on.
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clove-pinks · 2 months
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I was in Nashville for a business trip and took this picture of Captain Tom Ryman near the Ryman Auditorium (the original Grand Ole Opry).
My Business Colleagues included an East Tennessee native and several country music fans, I think they got a lot more out of this trip than I did. We accomplished more sight-seeing than I expected—it's not like I came here for fun. Of course I'm more interested in a riverboat captain statue than barhopping! I also enjoyed seeing the Cumberland River on the few times we drove over it, still a working waterfront.
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phoenixyfriend · 2 years
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Tell me, what music genre does 'woman gets revenge on her shitty husband' like country?
Female country singers are just like "If loudly singing along to these doesn't make your spouse thank his lucky stars he's been doing the bare minimum, then I'm not doing this right."
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spearxwind · 5 months
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Honestly though sickness aside this was such a fun end of the year for what honestly is probably the best year of my life so far ngl
ive been getting into a lot of different things, having fun, being loved by a lot of people, i really couldnt ask for anything else
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allmyoldhaunts · 15 days
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samia covers are literally the best music in the world. can't explain it
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quinnkdev · 8 months
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"Ants From Up There" - Analysis
The tragedy of pouring from an empty heart
Music by Black Country, New Road. Essay by Quinn K.
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[I made this little text because I felt like writing something about this album, since I still think about it and listen to it a lot, to this day. Hope you enjoy.]
cw: toxic relationship dynamics, blood, weight-loss mention, drowning mention, cancer mention
To a lot of people, there's an undeniable pull to giving. The idea of committing to something - or somebody - greater than one's self is alluring to many. And in commitment of that kind, to give is normal; giving money, giving time, giving attention, giving possessions.
When we truly believe in something - or somebody - and want the object of our adoration to thrive, we'll give our hearts' contents away.
...To a lot of people, there's an undeniable pull to receiving gifts.
The contradiction is obvious, as is the problem - giving is finite, and receiving is infinite.
Black Country, New Road's sophomore effort "Ants From Up There" tells of a doomed situation like that. The Concorde Fallacy, named after the multinational Concorde agreement (more commonly known as the sunk cost fallacy) is primarily used in economics, but slots perfectly into place with the mental and physical drain of a painful, struggling relationship that flies using only one insidious fuel: Commitment.
Human beings can be addicting; when their favour is hard-won, it's all the sweeter when you do get it. It doesn't matter if the person you loved has categorically ignored you when you asked for their attention, belittled you and your boundaries, taken what you had until you were lacking, hurt you - If they smile at you, it's worth it. If they compliment you, suddenly, it's worth it. If they fuck you, it's worth it.
And you don't even see the tear-stained pillowcases in the wash; you don't notice your health declining, the weight you lose; you don't understand your friends telling you that the relationship is bad for you, because surely, “who I put this much care into must care too, right - right!?” All these warnings dissolve into an ambient buzz, background radiation; they become a hurt so familiar it grows unquestioned.
The song “Concorde” says it a little like this: You wouldn't even notice the relationship was killing you if it was a cancerous growth, diagnosed by a doctor. 
Human inertia dictates to keep doing what you've been doing. To keep worshiping at their altar, and, in the small gestures that are oh-so meaningful to you, be rewarded.
"Ants From Up There" showcases this short-circuit in the human mind with an arresting amount of immediacy, intimacy and nuance. It even acknowledges the most horrible part of it all: 
You do it to yourself. 
People can only walk over your boundaries if they’re violent - or - if you let them; and having trusted somebody who, at the time, you thought you had every reason to trust, can feel like your own mistake.
The muddiness of emotional truth is hard to divide apart - “Ants From Up There” doesn’t try to do so, but instead, pits one side of the relationship - the giver - entirely against himself. The album’s protagonist, Isaac (whose story, while likely autobiographical, I’ll treat as fictional so as to not analyse real people) is filled with self-loathing both over perceived personal inadequacies, chambered in a gun’s barrel pointed at himself, and a clear belief that his commitment to the other person - who’s nicknamed “Concorde” throughout the album - gives his impossible soul some kind of purpose, elevates him by virtue of his servitude of her ghastly better-ness.
When you treat a human being as better, as an object of worship, you're likely to be seen as an object in return: As useful, and disposable. The song “Good Will Hunting” examines this most closely, with a short parable of a hull breach on a starship, with “Concorde” taking the only escape-pod and filling it with things most important to her - leaving Isaac, the disposable, behind.
Isaac also believes that he, himself, is helpless - and to an extent, he becomes it, as he spends all energy he used to spare for self-care on caring for his relationship instead. In “The Place Where He Inserted The Blade”, Isaac not only fails to understand how to cook a simple meal after a recipe out of his interdependency on his partner’s approval and praise, but, on the metaphorical side, where and how he was hurt, what actually happened. 
“Good morning - Show me the place where he inserted the blade!”
Notably, he speaks of a “he”, rather than a “she”. Until the very final moments of the album, Isaac is incapable of conceiving that “Concorde” was capable of hurting him; he instead seeks the blame within.
Sometimes, I wonder if people on the final flight of the Concorde were sad. About the end of an era, or the end of a peace-project between several nations; the end of a commitment. In retrospect, I assume they probably weren’t - it was just a flight like any other, standard procedure. And after all, they were just passengers. Bystanders.
Maybe, the flight would have been more notable if it had ended with a crash.
Many relationships like the one portrayed in this album exist. They’re a dime-a-dozen, many people take too much, and many people give more than they can; and in some way, “Ants From Up There” seems painfully aware of this. It balances it out through this intense specificity and an emotional rawness that few - maybe no - other albums released in 2022 can match. And through being specific while simultaneously aware of the commonness of its story - interspersing more direct allusions to Isaac and “Concorde’s” relationship with abstract pieces about similarly-shaped situations between unnamed characters - it invites the listener in. It allows them to examine themselves in relation to that hurt.
There isn’t much to learn from “Ants From Up There”; it’s a tragedy. Though written in present tense, it’s been played, recorded, and pressed to physical media; it’s a done affair. Isaac’s life was forever changed by “Concorde”, and though he comes to the realisation of the magnitude of this hurt in the closing minutes of the finale “Basketball Shoes”, and purports some small manner of internal healing earlier in that song, for us, there’s nothing to do but feel for Isaac, and, in the way that his struggles mirror our own, be cleansed.
“Oh, your generous loan to me - Your crippling interest!”
Isaac screams this, tears pouring down his face, closing the album. To the last moment, even knowing his hurt, he feels he has taken from her, not that he was exploited. The name Isaac means “the one who laughs” in Hebrew; an irony like that is stronger than fiction.
If a lesson must be extrapolated for all this hurt to be worth something, I suppose it’s this:
No matter the heights of your altruistic love, no matter the depths of your self-loathing, eventually, you have to stop pouring from an empty heart, or drown in your own blood.
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mediamuse · 1 month
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