band recommendations from a black punk !!

tl has been discussing poc in alternative scenes specifically punk scenes recently. punk has been a big spintrest for me for a while so id thought id share some bands with poc members that deserve love!!

im more into hxc punk so most of these bands will be hxc subgenres. i will be adding genre’s and country of orgin!! not adding any links for now, look out for any edits.

ill be adding onto this list as i go (im a little tired now) but please recommend bands for this list!!

and other exciting goings on from walks past (i have these because i like to show my friends every single thing i see ever)

[ID: nine pictures of various objects outside.

the first shows several different chairs sitting out with the trash, including office chairs, a couple stools, and a recliner. the second shows the roof of a shed which has a fake shark head sticking out between the solar panels, with a baby doll in its mouth. the third is a very blurry picture of a dryer sitting in the road.

the fourth shows two child-shaped slow down warning signs, one of which is made to look like a real child but very worn and deteriorated so it's a little scary. the fifth shows a bunch of luggage and old-timey pirate-style barrels sitting on the ground. the sixth shows a bunch of bathtubs and sinks sitting out behind a house.

the seventh shows a plastic chair either stuck on a fence or in a tree so it looks like it's floating. the eighth shows a stove lurking ominously in the fog. the ninth shows two light fixtures sitting on the ground romantically together.]

LOOKING FOR ARTISTS WHO ARE WILLING TO DRAW FOR PALESTINE RELIEF

hello! wanted to organize something like this for awhile now. long story short i'm looking for 10+ artists who are willing to draw in exchange for donations to palestinian gofundmes. thinking about hosting a stream where we all hang out and raise some money for a good cause.

here are some guidelines:

reply to this post or dm me if you're interested! rbs appreciated. thank you!

ALMOST HALFWAY THERE!!! we've got 5 artists including myself & i've decided that we're shooting for 12! thank u all so much for spreading this around

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Why do you have that

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This aint about her

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I hope this clears things up

why do you have that

Horse figure of the day: Trail of Painted Ponies "Monarch Beauty"

You go to a gentrified artisan burger joint and there's a burger called "The Budd Dwyer" for 14$

And if you don’t say you want it with “the works” they give you nothing but a crusty burger on a brioche bun that’s mashed to atoms with your first handling of it. Now, I ain’t one of them fancy-ass city folk you youngin’s are talkin’ about but I think I might know a thing or two about good country cookin’ and that just ain’t it. Keep your brioche. Keep your Dwyer. I’ll just take a Bud and head on down to the pasture, gnaw on a cow down there. That’s good country livin.

Love where you're taking this joke, but you should Google Bud Dwyer.

I’m tired.

At least he was an organ donor.

During one semester of PE in high school I got put in a section called Team Sports. This was significantly better than a regular unit because the athletic kids were able to play and I largely got to sit and watch.

Months were devoted to what they called Pickle Ball but I’ve since learned was basically ping pong with larger than average paddles. The paddles had been through the absolute wringer, all padding had been rubbed and torn off by a relentless stream of bored adolescents like myself.

This presented me with a unique opportunity. I had a pencil, nominally used to keep score. I had a blank wooden panel. And I had large stretches of time sitting on the sidelines.

Every day I’d pick a blank paddle. I’d doodle little animals, bizarre monstrosities, and a bunch that were just a huge eye in the middle with the words “Big Brother is Watching”. What can I say; I was reading 1984 at the time.

When we finally finished with the paddles and moved on to badminton I completely forgot my dozens of illustrations.

It wasn’t until several years later that it got brought up again. I was hanging out with a friend and their younger sibling. We were listening to them lament their high school experience of the day. “But I won the Pegasus paddle, so that was cool.”

“Wait- what?”

“Yeah, most of them are just Big Brother, so they’re not exciting, but there’s only one Pegasus so we fight over it. Last week I had an elephant I really liked though.”

“You guys fight over the paddles with art on them…?”

“Yeah!”

My friend turned to me and asked, “Didn’t you make all those drawings?”

Their sibling lit up, “You made them?!”

I sat in silence as the complexity of the world and the waves we leave behind as we move through it washed over me. I contemplated how intertwined I was with the rest of existence to create such a beautiful moment.

I had made art on a whim out of boredom and it had an effect on someone else’s day, someone who through random happenstance years later was telling me about it all unknowing.

Their sibling was delighted when I drew them another pegasus on the spot and announced that they’d be the talk of PE now that they’d uncovered the mystery artist.

I'm watching a video essay about a game ive been interested in playing. The creator of the video, who has crossdressed multiple times, makes a "women arent funny" joke, and i suddenly realize ive never witnessed him acknowledge a woman in an uplifting way before.

I'm on a dating app for lgbt+ people. I've stated multiple times on my profile that i would rather lose an arm than recieve nudes without consent. I will be sent five dick pics for every 2 people i talk to that night.

I'm talking with my dad, who informs me he's been trying his best to learn about trans issues. He says the same things steven crowder brings up when trying to ridicule trans people. I gently but firmly correct my father and get told that ive been fed propaganda.

I'm on instagram, under the comments of a post ridiculing someone for being a misogynyst. Someone's left a comment saying "it must be hard being a woman on the internet" and i respond "it is." I will have every aspect of my appearance scrutinized as a reminder that no matter how well i pass, it will never be enough for someone with bad intentions.

I'm back on that dating app for lgbt+ people. I'm messaged by an attractive looking person, but i can see their partner prominently displayed in all but their main photo, oftentimes striking what im sure they thought was a very intimidating pose. Their bio says "looking for a third for our anniversary." I know that even if I did feel up to it, the gruff partner wouldnt approve of me because i don't pass.

I'm at a job interview for a clothing store. I tell the gracefully-dressed woman interviewing me that ever since i began my transition, i've discovered an interest in fashion, and that this job would allow me to dip my toes into the industry in a safe way. I'm told that i've reduced womanhood to a stereotype, and i can tell by her tone that i lost any chance at the job the minute she realized i was trans.

I'm at the same hospital i got facial feminization surgery in, trying to figure out what's wrong with my bowels. When the person behind the desk gives me a wristband with my patient info on it, i notice a single, lonely, letter M. I ask a nurse in private why it would say that despite me having changed it nearly a year prior. They say they have no clue, and bring in paperwork for me to fill out and have it re-changed again.

I'm living with my mom at the time. I'm new to transitioning, and decide to try my hand at voice training. It feels a bit off, but otherwise im feeling neutral toward the whole thing. I try speaking in this new voice to my mom and she laughs. Now, when people ask if i intend to voice train, i find speaking at all difficult for minutes after.

I didnt have some sort of grand message to convey by this. I just had a thought and then that thought spiralled into whatever the hell this became. Some, okay most, might call it complaining; they are right to do so.

Fuck, this may very well be the end of Eurovision as a cultural force in Europe.

What’s going on:

So yeah, there is a chance this may be it for the festival. Good job, Eurovision. Great fucking job.

Shit is going down HARD in Eurovision right now.We are hours from the beginning of the fest and in the last couple of hours:

And now, the real winner of last year conquest and tumblr sexyman, Käärijä, just announced he is also stepping down as the Finnish jury spokesperson tonight. What a shitshow.

my favourite genre of picture is pictures of birds you don't normally see with their beaks open yawning or whatever. like its so fucking funny

white tipped sicklebill

sword billed hummingbird

kiwi

roseate spoonbill

i cant tell if this is a white ibis or an african sacred ibis but its one of them

pied avocet

this is fucking frying me rn 😭😭😭

I found out japanese fans are calling this the "american comic book-style marcille"

i'm WHEEZING LMAO

deeply unlikeable and unpleasant female characters are actually so important for the ecosystem and also as a good litmus test over if a person is Weird about women or not