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A Harvest Playlist
Introduction I recently joined this Facebook group because they were posting a lot of music that I love and still play, and also made me revisit some stuff as well. They are a wonderful bunch of people and all correspondence is interesting, fun and supportive
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Beat
A Plagiaristic Poetic Progressive Playlist
Introduction This just came into my head because I have become a member of this group , and many of the records in my collection appear on the group and the people seem really welcoming and engaging, but the group has disappeared now.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Beat
"One-Eighty By Summer". Content Warning.
10JUL2024; 1942, WED– Baltimore, MD, USA Will there ever be another Taking Back Sunday? Even if this entire cluster of SNAFUs, that comprises these here United States of America, lasts another 248 years; somehow, someway.
By Nefarious Darrius2 years ago in Beat
Juli Patchouli's June 2024 Miserablist Mish-Mash Playlist:
Introduction My friend Juli is a music lover, DJ, Poet, Writer, Performer, Snake Owner, and Cat Lover and publishes playlists on Facebook. I suggested she put one on Vocal, which piqued her interest. Then I said I would put it together and credit her.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Beat
My Summer 2024 Spotify Playlist
"Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink in the wild air." — Ralph Waldo Emerson It's summer! School is out for the next two months, I've been busy trying to keep my kiddos busy with fun activities and planning a camping trip.
By Chloe Unfiltered2 years ago in Beat
Hip-Hop Heartbeat
In the heart of a bustling city where skyscrapers kissed the clouds and neon lights flickered through the night, lived a young rapper named Malik. He had grown up amidst the concrete jungle, where every beat of the street echoed in his rhymes and every graffiti-covered wall told a story. Malik poured his soul into his lyrics, crafting verses that spoke of struggle, resilience, and the dreams of a generation often overlooked. His passion burned brighter than the city lights, but fame remained elusive. Night after night, he freestyled on street corners, hoping his words would resonate with someone who could lift him from the underground. One chilly evening, as the city hummed with its own rhythm, Malik found himself at an open mic event in a dimly lit club. The air was thick with anticipation, and he took the stage, gripping the microphone like a lifeline. The beat dropped, and Malik unleashed a torrent of raw emotion, his words slicing through the air like a knife through butter. The crowd was mesmerized. Heads nodded in time with his flow, and cheers erupted between verses. For a moment, Malik felt the weight of the world lift off his shoulders. This was his moment, his chance to break free from the shadows and step into the spotlight he had always craved. After the performance, a man approached Malik with a business card in hand. "I'm Jay, from BlackStar Records," he said, his voice tinged with excitement. "You've got real talent, kid. I think we could do something special together." Malik's heart raced with hope as he stared at the card in disbelief. BlackStar Records was a powerhouse in the music industry, known for launching careers that spanned generations. Could this be his ticket to stardom? Over the next few months, Malik worked tirelessly with Jay and the team at BlackStar Records. They polished his sound, refined his lyrics, and produced tracks that captured the essence of his urban upbringing. Malik poured his soul into every song, drawing inspiration from the streets that raised him and the dreams that fueled his ambition. As the debut album neared completion, Malik's excitement was palpable. He envisioned his face on billboards, his songs blaring from car stereos, and his name on everyone's lips. But just as he was about to sign the contract that would launch his career, doubts began to creep in. "What if I lose myself in this industry?" Malik wondered aloud one evening, sitting in his tiny apartment overlooking the city skyline. "Will they let me stay true to who I am?" Jay, ever the mentor, placed a reassuring hand on Malik's shoulder. "You've come this far because of who you are, Malik," he said firmly. "We believe in your voice, your message. Don't let anyone change that." With renewed determination, Malik signed the contract and prepared for the album release. The day it dropped, the city seemed to buzz with anticipation. Fans lined up outside record stores, eager to get their hands on Malik's debut. Social media exploded with praise for his authenticity and lyrical prowess. The album soared to the top of the charts, catapulting Malik from the underground scene to mainstream success. He performed sold-out shows across the country, sharing stages with icons he had once admired from afar. Yet, amidst the glitz and glamour, Malik never forgot his roots or the struggles that had shaped him. Years later, as he stood on stage accepting a prestigious award for Best Hip-Hop Album, Malik glanced out into the crowd. He saw faces of fans who had been with him since those open mic nights, faces that reflected the same hunger and hope he had once known. With a humble smile, Malik dedicated the award to the city that had raised him and the streets that had taught him to never stop believing in the power of his own voice—the heartbeat of hip-hop.
By Dharanidharan T 2 years ago in Beat
Whimsigoth . Content Warning.
Introduction I just saw this interesting post by Samantha Parrish and thought the very words were just positive and wonderful. We usually associate Goth with darkness and fear, but "Whimsigoth" (or should it be "WhimsiGoth"?) brings some fun and lightness to the genre.
By Mike Singleton 💜 Mikeydred 2 years ago in Beat
