Nonfiction
The Black Parade
My Chemical Romance proved themselves more than just a faddish emo band, with this stunning, anthemic, philosophical and surprisingly uplifting concept album all about facing death. It covers the fear, grief and acceptance related to death, while offering hope that the memories of the dead will help them live on.
Paul StewartPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueSmell of early recollections. Sea, summer, and Sochi
Do you have any idea about what recollections smell like? Do they have their own aroma? My Sochi smells in no way, shape or form of peaches and hot corn. It smells like churchkhela and Chechel cheddar blended in with tart wine. Still pungent ocean. I don't wash off the salt after the ocean, I like the white, somewhat perceptible cross section on the skin, I shelter my shoulder to breathe in this smell and can't resist, I contact the pungent hand with my tongue. From an external perspective, it likely looks entertaining. The young lady shuts her eyes and kisses her shoulder. Also, I kiss the tremendous ocean that has been safeguarded on my skin. I recall my most memorable gathering with him. Distribution https://dzen.ru/a/ZNOr7USkRnz0eenK in my blog on Harmony Invite https://dzen.ru/shipshard Then I was going as an understudy on a train to Sochi for KiViN (Yearly Live performance of KVN groups). Currently more like 4 am we shown up. Furthermore, from 2 a.m. it sprinkled in obscurity. Dark Ocean. I adhered my nose to the glass and looked at the skyline. Outside the window, in the illumination of the moon, the waves breaking on the rough shore became white, all the other things blurred into obscurity. The actual night is strange and mystical, you expect some sort of achievement and a supernatural occurrence, that here it is right close to you. At 4 am we shown up at the station. The inebriating smell of joy hit his nose, and a drowsy rush of appeal spread all through his body. Behind me, alongside 1,000 kilometers and a frigid winter, I left the questions and issues of that life, venturing into the warm spring, new thrilling sentiments caught me up to my ears, which at that point didn't find a preferred way out over to shout. Truth be told, we screeched all together, the whole understudy body, tossing out a blazing wad of feelings that overpowered us.
L.SoufianePublished 10 months ago in CritiqueSusan Boyle on Britains Got Talent
This unforgettable audition became one of the first ever viral internet videos. An entire country who had viciously prejudged Susan were deeply humbled following her rendition of I Dreamed a Dream.
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 10 months ago in CritiqueTitanic
Will it take 50 words to critique the 11 Academy Award ‘Oscar’ winning, box office record breaking, highest grossing movie of all time (pre-Avatar)?
Kayleigh Fraser ✨Published 10 months ago in CritiqueAlcoholics Anonymous
A book for alcoholics, by alcoholics, written in the late 30s, with little input from women. There were revisions in 55, 76, and 2001.
Denise E LindquistPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueOn Writing
On Writing isn't a how-to; it's a story. A love story. A life story. Like everyone's life story, it's a genre-bending mix of horror, thriller, romance, comedy, and inspiration. We learn lessons as he did, not through checklists and exercises, but through reflection. Examination. Application.
Adam PatrickPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueLeonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa
The iconic Mona Lisa painting isn’t that large, but you don’t have to fail an art history class to recognize that mysterious smile. Do tourists wait because they appreciate portraiture, or because she’s been propelled into popularity? I still think she’s timeless.
Maggie ElizabethPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueLight Red Over Black
Seeing a jpeg image of a Mark Rothko painting serves no purpose. You have to see the painting itself to contemplate its meaning. If all you see is a painting, you are missing the point. A Rothko is all about the mood, the movement, and a connection with the artist.
Raymond G. TaylorPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueHalloween
More than 13 million pumpkins are wasted on Halloween - perfectly good food. More than $400m of uneaten sweets, thrown out. All to celebrate a day associated with evil, death and the sacrifice of children. One day you will open the door to hand out candy, and there's a gun.
HummingbirdPublished 10 months ago in CritiqueMount Rushmore
Or as I like to call it Mount Rush-no-more. Contents: Four dead presidents lording over the common folk. An unwelcome reason to ignore Crazy Horse.
Rachael MacDonaldPublished 10 months ago in CritiquePainkiller
Opiods kill, especially when avarice doctors are rewarded for over-prescribing them. Be shocked when you read journalist Barry Meier’s PAINKILLER, a riveting account of how Arthur and Richard Sackler’s greed and marketing ingenuity caused death and destruction with their creation of Oxycontin. They lied. People died.
Lynn FenskePublished 10 months ago in CritiqueQueen Cleopatra
Cleopatra was: A skilled diplomat and politician Gifted in languages and oration Powerful and intelligent Cleopatra was NOT
Natasja RosePublished 10 months ago in Critique