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I always have been such a fan of pjo and i have to say ...totally hyped for the show😌👀👀

Specific things about certain songs I like that make me start frothing at the mouth like a rabid raccoon when I hear them:

The soft violin solo that plays at 1:35 in "The Crooked Kind" by Radical Face, like the heralding of a distant thunderstorm that you can see rolling in the distance.

When Florence starts chanting "Who's a heretic now?" in "Which Witch", which is the best song on the album and it is a CRIME that it was just a demo (don't let Spotify fool you it was listed as a demo until recently).

The way the chunky guitar and drums build before the second chorus of "Double Vision" by Family and Friends, which is sung with some kind of soft anguish that always breaks my heart into pieces.

The pianowork in "Garden" by Cold Weather Company is complimented by a fuckin' pianica of all things and it absolutely should not work but it does and drives me nuts when it hops in like Jesus.

David Le'aupepe's vocal's in "The Man Himself" by Gang of Youths. This man is a horrifically underrated singer and I would pay every ounce of money I have to see him belt this song out live.

Just the subject of "Staring at the Stars" by Passenger. I love songs that revel in the fact that their subjects are complete and utter losers, and there's something kinda hopeful in and of that as well.

The masterful guitarwork on "The Graduate" by the Arcadian Wild but particularly by the mandolinist. It's insane how fast that man can strum those chords out.

I could make an entire list based on The Oh Hellos alone but when the whole band chimes in behind Maggie Heath to sing "--any little Messiah" in "Passerine", it's not only amazing but a literal callback of the "birds of a kind" lyric that comes right before it and Idk I think that's neat.

The chemistry between the two lead singers of "Home to Me" by Devil and the Deep Blue Sea-- it is genuinely a failing of society that they never got big nor released more than 8 songs.

That quiet, warm optimism you can hear in every word and even in that fuckin'...I don't know, panflute synth?...in "Summerland" by half-alive. This song is like watching a sunset on a half-empty beach with all your closest friends, finally reveling in the warmth that you can only find in early June.

The rising, building vitriol of the two singers in "The Descent" by Bastille (the man is Dan Smith, the woman is Lily Moore). I LOVE songs where both singers are just fucking furious with each other it's so sexy, and Moore in particular kills it.

Changing the final line of "No Lullaby" by SIAMES from "Where's the love when you were left on your own?" to "Who said you're on your own?"-- in an album centered around broken homes, it's a nice way to end a song centered around familial abandonment on a hopeful note.

The way the last line of "Leaves in the River" by Sea Wolf is sung-- a soft, hopeful, almost wistful sigh of a man who's just fallen head over heels in love (or at least that's how I interpret it).

it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.

anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."

just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.

i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.

when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.

but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.

i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?

most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.

now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.

and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.

go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.

are some of the people newer to tumblr aware of the joys of theme customization on desktop? I know some ppl are just on mobile so they can’t really change things but like SO many blogs nowadays have 0 theme customization and just use the default theme and I’m beginning to wonder if they even know about the option. It’s one of the main reasons why I still use tumblr

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