i didn't realize mitch made it to tumblr, he'll be tickled

shoot for the moon – even if you miss, you'll achieve a kind of malformed androgyny that invites weird comments from basically everyone you meet

happy YIPS KANEKO THRUSTS HER BLOODY FIST THROUGH THE UNFEELING EYE OF GOD monday 👍

it's really neat that this weird, messy little song, a big what if experiment that's both massively indebted to its influences (in this case, skinny puppy and pulp—to whoever said they're lifting the chorus theme, make sure jarvis cocker doesn't sue) and one of those things where you jump off a cliff and build your parachute on the way down, still seems to be resonating with people. I look back at it in awe all the time because I still have no idea how we did it—i've never really made industrial music before, neither has riley, and that's why we brought in azure when we previously made music that was adjacent to the genre. we were making it up as we went along. case in point—about half of the noises in the verse are rileys voice chopped up, fed through a bunch of effects, and then rhythmically sampled. The other half is, I believe, a 909 drum machine fed through a distortion that, for whatever reason, gave pitches to most of the samples, almost like a ring mod, making them sound more "musical" (which is to say, more cacophonous than rhythmic). The little bit of quiet before the first chorus is just that pitched drum machine and a bit of riley's sampled voice, to give an idea of what i mean. anyway, I think this is maybe my favorite riley performance on any of our collabs, she really went wild with it. from what i understand it was kind of a happy accident—the vocals i sent her as like, a style guide, she didn't know they were super processed, and tried to mimic them naturally, and the result is the shaky shrieking thin. caterwauling through the track. just incredible work throughout, so visceral, it ends up making the jimmy swaggart stuff feel a bit limp in comparison. the screams on the bridge feel downright animalistic in a way i didn't know riley was capable of—but then at this point I should know better than to think her incapable of anything. i'm rambling now, anyway, the point is i know this is sort of a weird song from a weird ep released at a weird time so it means a lot to me that it hits so hard for people, because it hits really hard for me too. much like DK there wasn't much to yips as a character so it got really messy and personal and that's always where the fun stuff happens.

i spent time today organizing my demos for a light went out on my local drive and i love getting to see Numbers

Help

Hey buds, it’s me, mother love blone from the garages., I’ve run into some really rough financial issues lately. If my music has helped you at all and you can do anything to help (be it chipping in a few bucks or just sharing it around) i would be eternally grateful https://gofund.me/d18cadc4

Hello friends, thank you so much for your help last time, unfortunately things haven't gotten much better and I'm still in trouble. If you can share this around it would help a lot. Thank you. https://gofund.me/e773d332

Ribs (Lorde)

This dream isn't feeling sweet/We're reeling through the midnight streets/And I've never felt more alone/It feels so scary getting old

"It's the nostalgia in real-time its the existential dread that comes with coming of age it's the fleeting memories of friends long since passed it's the desire to return to simpler times its- [sobs]"

Firewalker With Me (The Garages)

They say you can't go home again, it's true/Especially when your home burns down around you/I lit the match with a flick of the cleat/From the league that hexed me/Yeah, I'll see you in hell/'Cause it's hell that sent me...First you do it for the money/Then you do it for the fame/Then you do it for your teammates/Then you do it for the flame

"Oh my god it's so. listen to me. what if you destroyed everything you ever left and could never stop moving. what if time just kept going and you kept leaving the past behind as it goes up in flames and you can't escape the relentless march of time and the destruction and loss of everything you ever tried to love do you get it do you understand me. and also everyone's looking at you"

late to the party but wtf how did i beat lorde. y'all know she did melodrama right?

I know in the shuffle of the mourning the fandom is going through this will probably get lost, but I'd like to ask any Blaseball fan take a look at their favorite Garages song(s) on Genius and annotate any lyrics you think are really significant of historical happenings, attitudes, or in-jokes that otherwise get lost. Some songs are still missing lyrics or missing entirely, at that! These songs do so much to encapsulate what happened during these years, and I'd love some help annotating things!

Hi Tumblr, I'm Riley, who may know from The Garages, and I am here to tell you I have a more normal, non-blaseball, non-20+ members band, and we've just released our first single. It's called Watching You, Watching Me about realising you're trans whilst the relationship that defined you ever since you were a stupid kid is falling apart (but don't tell anyone because i like being vague 90% of the time). Please, if you've liked anything I've done in The Garages, or if you just like sad trans shit, take a listen. And if you don't like it, at least one of the next few singles is gonna sound completely different, I promise.

i think these kids are really goin’ places

Since I reactivated my tumblr i wanna finally get in on this. I had no idea this was a thing until I saw i think @squidbroom​ tweeted a little video about it, and i damn near cried. It’s still extremely wild to me. When I wrote ballad of DK that came from an ugly but genuine fear, that fear that you and the art you make will be forgotten, will have made an impact on no one. And then a few months later there’s this wild, magical thing, this memey (but genuine, it seems) tumblr tradition of people, people in this niche but loving community, sharing our music, this song.  I guess it helped me realize something I said a lot but didn’t really believe until recently—that if something I make can mean something to just one person, can help them, make them feel seen, that’s worth it, that’s worth everything. And that art isn’t about remembering creators—it’s about remembering the feelings, the joy, the community that art can bring. It’s silly, but it’s beautiful, a lot like the garages (and the blaseball community) I feel weird just like, reblogging a song I made though, so I’m gonna add this. When the band found out about FWWMF rain asked me to make a spotify playlist of like, the music that inspired me to make the song. It was weirdly hard—most of my garages songs are deliberate genre exercises, but stuff like this and DK are my standard mode of songwriting, so it’s difficult to dig into like, all the layers of one’s personal voice (a couple of the songs are direct inspirations, like the Jakey one and blankenberge, but the rest are just like, my general songwriting DNA). But if nothing else I got to make a little mixtape of my favorite songs, which is always a treat. I hope y’all like it too.  I love this community. Thank you all, for everything. (also sorry if the actual embed isn’t working, i’m old, i haven’t used tumblr in like 8 years, it’s linked above too, <3)

firewalker with me is such a wonderful song but the beginning lines are so funny to me. "they say you can't go home again, it's true/especially when your home burns down around you" like yeah. that would certainly make it challenging.

yeah it’s definitely intended to be kind of a joke so i’m glad it reads. the saying “you can never go home again” always felt a little precious to me so it’s funny to think that in parker’s case it’s extremely literal. of course you can’t bud! you burned it down! originally it was a really tortured metaphor about like, burn that bridge when we come to it. if the garages taught me anything, it’s that, if faced with the choice between bad poetry and a shitpost, choose the shitpost.

So I’m a Mexican trans woman writer and you should buy my books here:

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happy to have poems from my book PINK MUSEUM (this summer! big lucks!) in Sixth Finch, with my favourite Max, Max Cohen.

I worked really hard to be her favorite Max and many Maxes died so, y’know, maybe respect their sacrifice by checking out this amazing issue