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2 episodes with raven simone
2 episodes with raven simone
2 episodes with raven simone
2 episodes with raven simone
2 episodes with raven simone
Prolife activist Savannah Craven is our guest to go over updates about the assault against her in NYC and what's next since her assaulter has been identified; President Donald Trump continues to squeeze the Chinese Communist Party as President Xi Jinping refuses to negotiate over lowering tariffs on U.S. imports; Morning Joe and mainstream media lose it over Trump's tariffs; Raven Simone in recent interview says she's American not African-American.#trump #prolife #morningjoe #msnbc #tariffs
The ladies welcome the ever so talented actor and child of God, Jabbar Lewis to the show as their first guest of 2025. The resume is long and strong and this is a Jabbar stan club so he gets all his flowers on air. J. Lew drops some secret tips & tricks on how to snag Bey tickets. From theatre kid to athlete, Jabbar talks about how Raven Simone inspired him to really tap into his acting bag. Pastor Lewis has entered the chat and he explains how reading his bible everyday changed his mindset and outlook on life. Go tap in with “The Distinguished” , a short film on the Roku Channel to see Jabbar's latest project. Stay the course! Jabbar talks about constantly facing rejection as an actor and how important it is to keep going and remain faithful. It's only right that the blacker team won Super Bowl LIV during Black History Month but no one expected the ass whooping the Chiefs received from Philly. Lexie had to shout out Eagles Italian American head coach Nick Sirianni and Chief Security Officer “Big Dom” DiSandandro along with DB's Dejean & Blankenship. Let's not forget about the other exciting whites, Luka Doncic is now on the Lakers with Austin Reaves and Dalton Knecht. The gang rates the Super Bowl halftime show and shoutout the Black Excellence at the Grammys, they finally got it right! Is our music to blame for the way dating is now? And Jabbar gives us a taste of what is in his headphones. Stay safe, stay hydrated and remember, mind your business… Chat Soon!!! Stay connected:@ComeThruPod @FlexxLutherr @Ashlijaayy @JabbarLewis What to Watch: The Distinguished on Roku ChannelHEAT SEEKERS:Moon Allure: Erykah's InterludeAnita Baker: AngelLendrix: Halfway OpenVibe to the Heat Seekers and follow the playlists: Apple Music/ iTunes: https://music.apple.com/us/playlist/heat-seekers/pl.u-55D6ZylugW2MDM Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1BxWfYK7rJSPZhH4fBMJEt?si=9lFATMeBTDO1mvRMhbaxLQ Tidal: https://tidal.com/playlist/4eb24890-f738-4615-b98a-f68064149c27 *** Come Thru Media LLC does not own the rights to the music played.
The fellas are back and this week they discuss the ongoing tension between Camron and Jim Jones, Raven Simone, and much much more tune in for another fun episode.
Whoopi Goldberg accused a Staten Island bakery of refusing service due to her left-leaning politics, but the owner cited equipment issues in a 100-year-old building. The View hosts, especially Joy Behar, made comments perceived as racist and sexist, calling black Trump voters "misogynist and racist". In 2018, Sarah Sanders was asked to leave a restaurant for working with Trump, and Candace Owens was heckled at a different establishment. A California restaurant refused service to Trump supporters in 2018, while a Portland eatery banned Jewish people in 2019, citing anti-Semitic behavior. The View has been accused of censoring conservative viewpoints and bullying conservative hosts, leading to in-fighting. Whoopi Goldberg was accused of projection, assuming others would treat her as she treats them, despite evidence to the contrary. Whoopi Goldberg claimed political discrimination and poverty, while making racist and sexist comments about non-Trump voters. Megan McCain criticized Joy Behar and Sunny Hostin for making conservative women miserable and hostile on The View. The View implemented a vetting process to select anti-Trump Republicans, creating an echo chamber of liberal voices. Raven Simone accused Joy Behar and Sunny Hostin of being catty and mean girls, making personal attacks on the show. Candace Cameron Bure and Raven Simone described The View as making conservative hosts insufferable and sufferable. The View hosts were criticized for being insufferable, catty, and mean girls, according to multiple former co-hosts.
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/african-american-studies
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/new-books-network
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/critical-theory
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/sociology
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/american-studies
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/politics-and-polemics
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/communications
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices Support our show by becoming a premium member! https://newbooksnetwork.supportingcast.fm/science-technology-and-society
Black Networked Resistance: Strategic Rearticulations in the Digital Age (U California Press, 2024) explores the creative range of Black digital users and their responses to varying forms of oppression, utilizing cultural, communicative, political, and technological threads both on and offline. Raven Maragh-Lloyd demonstrates how Black users strategically rearticulate their responses to oppression in ways that highlight Black publics' historically rich traditions and reveal the shifting nature of both dominance and resistance, particularly in the digital age. Through case studies and interviews, Maragh-Lloyd reveals the malleable ways resistance can take shape and the ways Black users artfully demonstrate such modifications of resistance through strategies of survival, reprieve, and community online. Each chapter grounds itself in a resistance strategy, such as Black humor, care, or archiving, to show the ways that Black publics reshape strategies of resistance over time and across media platforms. Linking singular digital resistance movements while arguing for Black publics as strategic content creators who connect resistance strategies from our past to suit our present needs, Black Networked Resistance encourages readers to create and cultivate lasting communities necessary for social and political change by imagining a future of joy, community, and agency through their digital media practices. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Join us for the newest episode of GUSH! This week Tanner is discussing the TOP TEN stories in pop culture! Thank you so much for watching GUSH! We are so happy to have you join us! ❤️ Follow us on Instagram: @thegushpodcast Business Inquiries: justthegushpodcast@gmail.com Xx Tanner #thegushpodcast
Ever imagined yourself strutting down the bustling streets of New York City or twirling through the historic avenues of Barcelona as part of the iconic Cheetah Girls? Join us as we take you on a vibrant journey with guest Kalen Allen, exploring the rich tapestry of dance, music, and cultural resonance woven by the Cheetah Girls franchise.As we unravel the Cheetah mystique, we uncover the potent influence of Raven-Symoné and speculate on the untapped potential of the group had she been more deeply integrated. The nostalgia is palpable as we revisit the group's dynamic evolution, from the fierce streets of NYC to the enchanting backdrop of Spain, and even touch on the third film's disconnect without Raven's presence. These sequels weren't just follow-ups; they were a testament to the Cheetah Girls' staying power and their impact on a generation yearning for representation on the Disney Channel stage.Highlights-Black Representation in Media-The Future of the Cheetah Girls-Appreciation for Raven Simone's Impact-Opinions on Solo Albums-Discussion About Songs in a Movie-Fun Facts and Casting Speculation-Opinions on Mean Girls the Musical-Nostalgia for Disney Channel Original Movie Follow Kalen Allenhttps://www.instagram.com/thekalenallenhttps://www.tiktok.com/@thekalenallenhttps://www.twitter.com/thekalenallen Follow Sequoiahttps://www.instagram.com/sequoiabholmeshttps://www.tiktok.com/@sequoiabholmeshttps://twitter.com/sequoiabholmes Follow BPLP Podhttps://www.instagram.com/bplppodhttps://twitter.com/bplppodhttps://www.tiktok.com/@bplppod
Cheeta Girls 2 was first released in 2006 and stars Raven Simone, Adrienne Houghton, Sabrina Bryan, Kiley Williams. The first Cheeta Girls movie was the biggest Disney channel movie hit until High School musical showed up. Directed by legendary Kenny Ortega this film opens with high energy and fun. Host Julia Washington and guest Ivana Robinson discuss community, friendship and why Cheeta Girls 2 is better than Cheeta Girls.
For years, game show producers have been asking the same question over and over: How can I make a boring game interesting for people to watch on television. Like Bingo, for example. Can it make a good game show? As it turns out, no. But if you make it colorful, musical, bilingual, and add a charming host and some salsa dancers you sure can come close. Zach had a perverse Spotify Wrapped, Jared didn't know people could play multiple instruments, and Adam wants Raven Simone in Smash Brothers. Talking Points Include: A Big Captain Jack Year, Sad Movie Talk, Kong In Charge, Game Shows Oompa Loompas, TikTok Live, Grinch Turned Off Body Cam, The Monty Hall Problem, Cheating At Bingo, Groundhog Day Meets National Treasure
This week the Gays talk about their lack of understanding of technology and the episode that never was from the week before. Justin gets festive with new Hallmark Holiday Movies, Kevin makes his first trip to Cracker Barrel and Candice Cameron Bure puts her thong on backwards. Justin and Kevin discuss the Raven scandal, being a cheetah girl and play a game of 'Fuck, Marry, Kill'This week sample was 3 exotic flavors of Van Heuwen ice cream. Yikes.Want to sponsor a beverage on the pod? Cashapp Us here: $TwoBlandGaysUpgrade your sweet feet with some CROCS!Use the link below to get your first pair of crocs! Get FREE SHIPPING on any order placed over $45! Join the Crocs Club - Click here to ShopSupport the showEnjoyed this episode? Don't forget to share with your pals and follow us on Instagram @TwoBlandGays
Raven Simone shares an interesting story about NDA's and her love life.
On this Episode of the podcast the guys talk about Troy Lanez got 10yrs, Travis Scoot Concert In Rome, Raven Simone got Great reduction and lipo at 18, Elon Muck will fight “X”
This week Jason is joined by hit singer-songwriter, Justin Jesso who has over 8 billion streams on his collaborations with artists such as Ricky Martin, The Backstreet Boys, and Kyga! Justin has since made his mark as a solo artist within the music industry starting by coming up within the music theater space in Chicago at a young age. After releasing his debut album at just 18, he eventually found himself touring with Disney artists such as Jesse McCartney, Jordin Spark, and Raven Simone all over the country. His song “Stargazing” has over 500 million streams on Spotify. Justin gives insight to the importance of a song having his name and voice associated with it, how attending a camp sparked his interest in songwriting, how he got noticed by Radio Disney, breaking down what goes into a song, and how the payment is distributed for a song. Justin also reveals how he ended up on tour with Jesse McCartney, Jordan Sparks, Raven Simone, and Mitchel Musso, the different ways to monetize off a song, how much can be made on a general deal as a songwriter, the complexities of copyright in music, what inspired the screenplay he has written, and breaking down the role publishing and masters play with the Taylor Swift/Scooter Braun example. When did he get discovered? Does streaming or radio pay more for the publisher? What is his biggest issue with the music industry? How long does it take for publishing money to come in? How did he get this stage name? Justin reveals all that and so much more in another episode you can't afford to miss! Be sure to follow the Trading Secrets Podcast on Instagram & join the Facebook Please note that this episode may contain paid endorsements and advertisements for products and services. Individuals on the show may have a direct or indirect financial interest in products or services referred to in this episode. Sponsors: It's golf. It's not golf. It's Topgolf. Pro-tip, download the app & book ahead of time to Come Play Around on Half-Price Tuesday, or any other day. Visit cort.com/podcast to learn more and find the furniture package that fits your life Host: Jason Tartick Voice of Viewer: David Arduin Executive Producer: Evan Sahr Produced by Dear Media.
Chryssie Whitehead is originally from South Carolina and began her career as a Radio City Rockette right out of highschool. 20 years later she would go on to perform the role of Velma on Broadway in Chicago, as the understudy. Her brilliant career has spanned 25 years working bi-coastal in Los Angeles and New York, acting in over 13 television shows (Greys Anatomy), film (West Side Story and is known for Revenge of the Bridesmaids, the romantic comedy with Raven Simone. She made her Broadway debut in the revival of “A Chorus Line” where she is featured landing the role of Kristine in the documentary, Every Little Step. She leads a creative, artistic life teaching across the globe and now spends a lot of her time directing and choreographing. She is a proud Co-Founder of Broadway Arts Community, the mentoring & performing arts educational company she founded with her best friend and is dedicated to passing it onto the next generation of artists. Most recently, she wrote a one woman show focused on mental illness, a true story shared with the goal to spread hope and awareness globally. In My Own Little Corner, A Work in Progress with Bipolar Disorder made its New York debut on November 5th, 2022 at The Riverside Theatre. @chryssiewhitehead @imolcetheshow Support the showTAKE YOUR MINDFULNESS & INSIGHTS ONE STEP FURTHER WITH PREMIUM MEDITATIONSSubscribe to premium content today and have access to bonus episodes worksheets and meditations. Whether you are looking to relax, recenter, reduce stress, increase motivation, fall asleep peacefully or wakeup ready to take on the day, these meditations and visualizations are for you. You will also have the opportunity to connect directly with me via email to let me know what kind of meditations you are looking for, share your episode insights and suggest guests that you might be interested in hearing from so that I can create content for you!Subscriptions begin at $3/month and subscribers who choose $10 a month subscription also receive a monthly coaching exercise from my client workbook.Interested in finding out more about working with Lisa Hopkins? Visit www.wideopenstages.comFollow Lisa https://www.instagram.com/wideopenstages/
[The Festival Project.™] {Enter The Multiverse} LEGENDS ASCENCION SCARY MONSTERS & SUPACREE THE iNSOMNIAC DEATHWISH SEASON 6 ACT III PART V Suicide letters? I like, write those for a living. Right, cause you're not. I'm not. Ah. Must be awesome in the world of careless thought— In the world of “I can do what I want” cause I have everything I need and all the right parts— And that's the reason he has everything he needs, is the right parts—the right amount of white, a right start. CHAK CHEL is crazy, She says I'm a crack baby And wants to take me back to hell where she made me and my soul mate playing some game with Satan (who she hates; he buried me then married me and then—) NOTHING. —well, not in that order, It's… All out of order, apparently (like all of LA during fake quarantine) OF COURSE IT WAS FAKE. I already told you that. Yeah. The moment you said it, the only people who might have— Oh shit— can dragons die of starvation? Not if that dragon is Hatian—remain patient (Please, remain patients) —Americans are evil, not all inherently—but let me explain this shit. How? Ah, yes— the other half— HOW. (hello, but stereotypically Native American) THE NICKELODEON CULT HOW NOW, BROWN COW WTF— Not that again WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK— Not that again!!!! Do you wanna—- Oh, no—not the dragon— Aaaaaahhhh—- Ahhhh yeah—- What's for Skrillunch? Skrillasagha—- —all that too, give you something to go back to— Careful, don't get stuck in a loop; Good Segway to that, Ohh— It'll give you something to look back on and laugh to just in case he reads it all and laughs and says Raven SYMONE—- mmmmm—nooo, go back. BACK?! Raven—you're only supposed to have like, 3 lines, this shit's budget, and we're running out of time, and time is probably the most expensive thing I can find—yeah—I'm sure of it—or I'm sure—or at least, I'm sure for the 3rd time. Find what 3s actually do, and you'll be fine. BITCH IF YOU REMEMBER WRITING THE RULES— [oh shit. The reality hits, you may never finish this shit TOLD YOU, there is no “in” to it!!!! (There's no end to it) Infinity crashes into negstivities; plans to wreak havoc on my back track this backmasked—-wait—- FUCK— What was I even about to— FUCK! Somebody shut that dragon up before I banish it to—-what the fuck was it called again? “Earth.” Why would you call it that? What kind of magic is THAT. Fat girl magic. Oh, I know this one— Drake talked about this one. He talks a lot about magic. ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED. (Sh—don't spoil it.) —Especially black girl magic—- Or maybe just “girl” magic. Don't touch that. JUSTIN ROILAND That's what she said. JUSTIM, YOU'RE FIRES. SKRILLEXES FIARRRRRRRRRRRR. Don't touch that. SUPACREE That's...what she said. DUDES HAHAHAHAHA She's so c00l. I love her. Hey— Uh-uh Mm— No— Noooope— Don't touch that with a ten foot pole. THATS. What. SHE. SAID. I T OL s—- poph What happened. It's— Omnipotence means— That you saw yourself running up, Prevented what you thought might be coming—but it's not—cause you caught it—and sent it to Nothing— Oh shit— “just Jimmy” >>>in the future Wow. Jimmy Fallon. Many hats, that one. Every time I get down to my last dollar? I think about Jimmy Fallon— Maybe it's just a safety device against suicide, Eventually, I'll laugh or write something I'll probably like, or find funny in some way. When I'm trying to figure out why and how I even started writing about Jimmy Fallon, So I search “Jimmy Fallon” in my Google docs And if I haven't at least chuckled yet— I might, at that point, At least. I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of candelini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border of internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my backpack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one, and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï, Daisy, Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— — I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. Actually… What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost! [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. EŌS There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for..: “ nothing…?” Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or Hell when they die. Mm. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending m it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to save my kid. It is terrible. Raven Simone— ((Incase raven summons-/ Ahem/- Raven Symons ((AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) RAVEN SYMONÉ What. Where is my cloak. ALRIGHT—WHERE IS HE? He—who? JIMMY. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally— Jimmy *Fallon? Jimmy Fallon: Live, Jimmy—or whatever— Is this why—- shhhhh shhhh—- they poured the pennies on ‘em. Ah yeah, the last dollar. Fuck. Westwood trees have good memories… ALIOCHA You must listen to avicii. SUPACREE …nah. What?? She can see dead people?! Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! I knew he was dead. Holy shit, that dude has a really big. HERO! Yes, Your Majesty. HERO of ASCENCIA: THE MESSENGER OF THE GODS AND ASCENDED MASTERS omg. Is that Kaskade? Woah. WhT imminati headquarterz is this??? This is the Mormon Temple. Oh. Nice. INT. The 90's ISH. WESTWOOX, CALIFORNIA. NIGHT Pasqualle, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that Doompy Poomp again! I don't know what it's doing (Skrillex) ...He just does whatever he wants…
[The Festival Project.™] {Enter The Multiverse} LEGENDS ASCENCION SCARY MONSTERS & SUPACREE THE iNSOMNIAC DEATHWISH SEASON 6 ACT III PART V Suicide letters? I like, write those for a living. Right, cause you're not. I'm not. Ah. Must be awesome in the world of careless thought— In the world of “I can do what I want” cause I have everything I need and all the right parts— And that's the reason he has everything he needs, is the right parts—the right amount of white, a right start. CHAK CHEL is crazy, She says I'm a crack baby And wants to take me back to hell where she made me and my soul mate playing some game with Satan (who she hates; he buried me then married me and then—) NOTHING. —well, not in that order, It's… All out of order, apparently (like all of LA during fake quarantine) OF COURSE IT WAS FAKE. I already told you that. Yeah. The moment you said it, the only people who might have— Oh shit— can dragons die of starvation? Not if that dragon is Hatian—remain patient (Please, remain patients) —Americans are evil, not all inherently—but let me explain this shit. How? Ah, yes— the other half— HOW. (hello, but stereotypically Native American) THE NICKELODEON CULT HOW NOW, BROWN COW WTF— Not that again WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK— Not that again!!!! Do you wanna—- Oh, no—not the dragon— Aaaaaahhhh—- Ahhhh yeah—- What's for Skrillunch? Skrillasagha—- —all that too, give you something to go back to— Careful, don't get stuck in a loop; Good Segway to that, Ohh— It'll give you something to look back on and laugh to just in case he reads it all and laughs and says Raven SYMONE—- mmmmm—nooo, go back. BACK?! Raven—you're only supposed to have like, 3 lines, this shit's budget, and we're running out of time, and time is probably the most expensive thing I can find—yeah—I'm sure of it—or I'm sure—or at least, I'm sure for the 3rd time. Find what 3s actually do, and you'll be fine. BITCH IF YOU REMEMBER WRITING THE RULES— [oh shit. The reality hits, you may never finish this shit TOLD YOU, there is no “in” to it!!!! (There's no end to it) Infinity crashes into negstivities; plans to wreak havoc on my back track this backmasked—-wait—- FUCK— What was I even about to— FUCK! Somebody shut that dragon up before I banish it to—-what the fuck was it called again? “Earth.” Why would you call it that? What kind of magic is THAT. Fat girl magic. Oh, I know this one— Drake talked about this one. He talks a lot about magic. ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED. (Sh—don't spoil it.) —Especially black girl magic—- Or maybe just “girl” magic. Don't touch that. JUSTIN ROILAND That's what she said. JUSTIM, YOU'RE FIRES. SKRILLEXES FIARRRRRRRRRRRR. Don't touch that. SUPACREE That's...what she said. DUDES HAHAHAHAHA She's so c00l. I love her. Hey— Uh-uh Mm— No— Noooope— Don't touch that with a ten foot pole. THATS. What. SHE. SAID. I T OL s—- poph What happened. It's— Omnipotence means— That you saw yourself running up, Prevented what you thought might be coming—but it's not—cause you caught it—and sent it to Nothing— Oh shit— “just Jimmy” >>>in the future Wow. Jimmy Fallon. Many hats, that one. Every time I get down to my last dollar? I think about Jimmy Fallon— Maybe it's just a safety device against suicide, Eventually, I'll laugh or write something I'll probably like, or find funny in some way. When I'm trying to figure out why and how I even started writing about Jimmy Fallon, So I search “Jimmy Fallon” in my Google docs And if I haven't at least chuckled yet— I might, at that point, At least. I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of candelini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border of internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my backpack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one, and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï, Daisy, Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— — I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. Actually… What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost! [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. EŌS There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for..: “ nothing…?” Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or Hell when they die. Mm. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending m it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to save my kid. It is terrible. Raven Simone— ((Incase raven summons-/ Ahem/- Raven Symons ((AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) RAVEN SYMONÉ What. Where is my cloak. ALRIGHT—WHERE IS HE? He—who? JIMMY. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally— Jimmy *Fallon? Jimmy Fallon: Live, Jimmy—or whatever— Is this why—- shhhhh shhhh—- they poured the pennies on ‘em. Ah yeah, the last dollar. Fuck. Westwood trees have good memories… ALIOCHA You must listen to avicii. SUPACREE …nah. What?? She can see dead people?! Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! I knew he was dead. Holy shit, that dude has a really big. HERO! Yes, Your Majesty. HERO of ASCENCIA: THE MESSENGER OF THE GODS AND ASCENDED MASTERS omg. Is that Kaskade? Woah. WhT imminati headquarterz is this??? This is the Mormon Temple. Oh. Nice. INT. The 90's ISH. WESTWOOX, CALIFORNIA. NIGHT Pasqualle, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that Doompy Poomp again! I don't know what it's doing (Skrillex) ...He just does whatever he wants…
[The Festival Project.™] {Enter The Multiverse} LEGENDS ASCENCION SCARY MONSTERS & SUPACREE THE iNSOMNIAC DEATHWISH SEASON 6 ACT III PART V Suicide letters? I like, write those for a living. Right, cause you're not. I'm not. Ah. Must be awesome in the world of careless thought— In the world of “I can do what I want” cause I have everything I need and all the right parts— And that's the reason he has everything he needs, is the right parts—the right amount of white, a right start. CHAK CHEL is crazy, She says I'm a crack baby And wants to take me back to hell where she made me and my soul mate playing some game with Satan (who she hates; he buried me then married me and then—) NOTHING. —well, not in that order, It's… All out of order, apparently (like all of LA during fake quarantine) OF COURSE IT WAS FAKE. I already told you that. Yeah. The moment you said it, the only people who might have— Oh shit— can dragons die of starvation? Not if that dragon is Hatian—remain patient (Please, remain patients) —Americans are evil, not all inherently—but let me explain this shit. How? Ah, yes— the other half— HOW. (hello, but stereotypically Native American) THE NICKELODEON CULT HOW NOW, BROWN COW WTF— Not that again WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUCK— Not that again!!!! Do you wanna—- Oh, no—not the dragon— Aaaaaahhhh—- Ahhhh yeah—- What's for Skrillunch? Skrillasagha—- —all that too, give you something to go back to— Careful, don't get stuck in a loop; Good Segway to that, Ohh— It'll give you something to look back on and laugh to just in case he reads it all and laughs and says Raven SYMONE—- mmmmm—nooo, go back. BACK?! Raven—you're only supposed to have like, 3 lines, this shit's budget, and we're running out of time, and time is probably the most expensive thing I can find—yeah—I'm sure of it—or I'm sure—or at least, I'm sure for the 3rd time. Find what 3s actually do, and you'll be fine. BITCH IF YOU REMEMBER WRITING THE RULES— [oh shit. The reality hits, you may never finish this shit TOLD YOU, there is no “in” to it!!!! (There's no end to it) Infinity crashes into negstivities; plans to wreak havoc on my back track this backmasked—-wait—- FUCK— What was I even about to— FUCK! Somebody shut that dragon up before I banish it to—-what the fuck was it called again? “Earth.” Why would you call it that? What kind of magic is THAT. Fat girl magic. Oh, I know this one— Drake talked about this one. He talks a lot about magic. ILLUMINATI CONFIRMED. (Sh—don't spoil it.) —Especially black girl magic—- Or maybe just “girl” magic. Don't touch that. JUSTIN ROILAND That's what she said. JUSTIM, YOU'RE FIRES. SKRILLEXES FIARRRRRRRRRRRR. Don't touch that. SUPACREE That's...what she said. DUDES HAHAHAHAHA She's so c00l. I love her. Hey— Uh-uh Mm— No— Noooope— Don't touch that with a ten foot pole. THATS. What. SHE. SAID. I T OL s—- poph What happened. It's— Omnipotence means— That you saw yourself running up, Prevented what you thought might be coming—but it's not—cause you caught it—and sent it to Nothing— Oh shit— “just Jimmy” >>>in the future Wow. Jimmy Fallon. Many hats, that one. Every time I get down to my last dollar? I think about Jimmy Fallon— Maybe it's just a safety device against suicide, Eventually, I'll laugh or write something I'll probably like, or find funny in some way. When I'm trying to figure out why and how I even started writing about Jimmy Fallon, So I search “Jimmy Fallon” in my Google docs And if I haven't at least chuckled yet— I might, at that point, At least. I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of candelini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border of internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my backpack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one, and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï, Daisy, Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— — I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. Actually… What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost! [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. EŌS There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for..: “ nothing…?” Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or Hell when they die. Mm. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending m it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to save my kid. It is terrible. Raven Simone— ((Incase raven summons-/ Ahem/- Raven Symons ((AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) RAVEN SYMONÉ What. Where is my cloak. ALRIGHT—WHERE IS HE? He—who? JIMMY. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally— Jimmy *Fallon? Jimmy Fallon: Live, Jimmy—or whatever— Is this why—- shhhhh shhhh—- they poured the pennies on ‘em. Ah yeah, the last dollar. Fuck. Westwood trees have good memories… ALIOCHA You must listen to avicii. SUPACREE …nah. What?? She can see dead people?! Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! I knew he was dead. Holy shit, that dude has a really big. HERO! Yes, Your Majesty. HERO of ASCENCIA: THE MESSENGER OF THE GODS AND ASCENDED MASTERS omg. Is that Kaskade? Woah. WhT imminati headquarterz is this??? This is the Mormon Temple. Oh. Nice. INT. The 90's ISH. WESTWOOX, CALIFORNIA. NIGHT Pasqualle, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that Doompy Poomp again! I don't know what it's doing (Skrillex) ...He just does whatever he wants…
In this episode we discuss even more colour combos/ensembles/accessories from LaSenza Girl, how JacobJr. exclusively catered to elementary school recitals, dressing in businesswoman trousers and blouses as a kid, those lil hair diamonds, how almanacs work, Jackal Johnson ASMR, cheetah vernacular, bullying via quizzes, the found footage of Toto in the well and SO MUCH MORE!!!
In this episode we discuss "medical grade" diarrhea, how Maddy's daughter Dublin broke her finger, Tim Horton's Bieb's Brew, what came first the chicken or the 3LW, Olivia's death threats towards whoever named the characters, the absolute hold that La Senza Girl had on the 2000's youth, getting brainwashed by "Big Girl", our hatred for disturbances of the peace, fluffy pens and SO MUCH MORE!!!
THE CREOLE DIARIES: "Kult-ure Of The Supreme Being; A Child Of Prophecy, Journeying To The Goddess"
⚜THE CREOLE DIARIES
ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: THE MOVIE - PART I // THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE LEGENDS: ORIGINS Apparently, There's a movie between Season 3, and Season 4. Of which show? All of them. ALL OF THEM? That's a lot. That is a lot. Does she know she's being recorded? She doesn't know she's being recorded. Oh, My God. ANANDAR THE GREAT. who's this now? --that's my sponsor --that's my manager --that's my... Oh. "Oh." ...Oh. Ah! She's a witch! Yo--She's a fairy! WHAT'S THIS MAGIC? ...kk. damn. i'm a dick. she's such a diva. what an asshole. I guess it's a series of important encoded messages, or something. 4 fucking hours?! I'm not listening to this. We're listening to this. I shouldn't post this. Don't post this. Damn. I'm a dick. A fucking narcisist. What an asshole! What a dick. A fucking sociopath. "My body doesn't know what it needs." "My body knows exactly what it needs." Here, take this. You can't just-- [does.] SUPACREE is a dick. She's a dick. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] Whatever. Something out there asked for this. What about your superstardom? What about it? Give me that. Ugh. What is this? *coughs* WHAt THE-- doctor sebi maps.me dissappear. -blu. Fall//Fly (never) capo 1 Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so… Lost in my mind, in time Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I'll never forget to call again Oh I've never been so Out of touch If i could love you a life time And I probably might, I find I'd give you all my light (or none ) We'll find, in time Which one Oh I've never seen such love in my world Oh, I've never seen such love in my world oh, I've never seen such love in my world Oh, i'll never forget to fall again, Oh, I've never seen such love in my world …Oh, I've never been so high in my life Oh, i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to call again— Oh, i've never been so high in my life Oh I''ve never been so high in my life Oh i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to fall… ___ 4427 43 2900 5671 12/3 369 The question wasn't whether I wanted to stay, or go; in fact, I wanted to go, and to stay—but underlying and now, overlying, was the wonder of in what way I would spend my birthday. Did it matter? I wanted it not to, and yet, here I was, caught in the wash, and the album or book, or episode– whatever it was, that was coming about from it was meant to be called “Three Nights In San Cristobal” , but something was pressing me to get out, now that I had the certainty and assertion of what I was; Then It just stops. OH MY GO- RUSKO aka “Christopher Mercer” is standing trial for the involuntary manslaughter of his roommate; He becomes famous in a nearby parallel for being the the first human known to have committed murder by way of sound frequency— FUCK. —little does anyone know… SUPACREE headlines an entire festival during a blackout. Was it bad? yeah. did they throw trash at me? Only a little. aww. SUPACREE is a Superstar DJ. Oh great, yeah. She is possibly the best— THE BEST &, also/a- SHH. “Bread's Dead” LIVE KETO SET. What is this. just buy tickets. What is it? I'll buy them. PAUSE. AND THEN WHAT? MILEY CAME IN ON A WRECKINGBALL. You mean, “like” a wrecking ball”? NO. I mean, YES, she was ON a wrecking ball, so– “like' but, WAS. WHAT. BROAH. DID SHE COME OFF? sortof. WAHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON? NONE. hey, look watch. RELEASE THE KRAKEN. YOOOOOOOOOOOOO. got a new guitar; got another gig got a new guitar, got another gig got a new guitar got another gig —got another gig —got another gig. Well, now that I'm famous, it makes everybody seem more human. The good ones, the bad ones– Except for women. Women are monsters. I hate them. You are them. I was them. NO, I wasn't. Was I wrong for loving you? (It's too human) I didn't want to do this— (It's so stupid) True, I'll use it, too “i'll use him” “Cool” I'm just a tool, to you, then. Then, there was Justin Roiland, the unsung hero of them all–mostly because he wasn't ‘sung' at all, but mostly spoken–the amount of comfort his voice had always provided was, in the very least, heroic–if I understood the context of Poetic Justice at all, that's probably what it was. But even he, in my mind, being all of consciousness at once, now, more often than not, had collided with the thoughts of fame and wealth, and what exactly it does; I paused hard upon reflecting on the ‘retarded' amounts of laugher that seemed to be unstoppable, as I formed the then-very-loose-plot of my own projects, or rather, the conglomerate of them all, which would eventually become The Festival Project Perhaps, I thought, all that it really was is that I had been watching the final outcome of a ride I was also on, for all of them–however, as much as I wanted, I couldn't seem to forge the great gifts of The Prodigal Sonny, and as it turned out, I wanted either all of it or none. Now that I was properly out of carbohydrates, I could focus on being somewhat hot, at least until someone with an actual body walked by or just happened along; I had somewhere along the way decided that women with perfect bodies were in fact not Gods, or rather Goddesses, but Satan in his truest form– as often and awkwardly from afar, I often watched as men would become useless and lost followers in their company, typically unarmed with more than looks– But, I knew at this point that the men I had so affectionately fawned after had climbed the social and even political ranks so much so that, The Actresses, The Models, The Musicians and otherwise multi talented women of the world– A world to which I may have once belonged, had my mother not destroyed my body– my upbringing clipping me with a 25-year-long inability to produce positive thoughts concerning The Self. Now that I had properly shifted my self-hatred into Skrillex, which didn't exist as a man, but a business, I could unravel the rest of the infinite that was somehow expanding as quickly as it was collapsing. Considering Luis was now seemingly preoccupied with the ugly punk rock girl, and now that I would be properly sealed-off from whatever truck stop… Stop scratching. You look awful. It's just because i'm black and I need my hair done. Just cut it off! Fuck that nonsense. Why not? Same reason I put clothes on: It covers up the ugly. God Loves Ugly. Oh yeah? Well maybe UGLY just loves GOD cause nobody wants it so there's no one left to talk to BUT him. “Him” ? Or not.. Whatever. It's beyond the human concept what The God Consciousness is. *coughs* whatever she wants. Or IT. Check it out. Another fucking demon. ‘The Demon Whisperer' Demons don't whisper, they cough. (Or pretend to cum.) Who does that? Pornstars. Models. Whatever these are. –truck stop travelers would pass through rampantly, leaving nothing but the trash of processed junk and coughing obnoxiously, rather than having to hang above it all in a hammock, only ever wishing for Skrillex so that I could fight the mosquitoes off. I just wanted a home, and, though I was only joking about the mangoes, it seemed my faith was at least partially restored, as the room I had decided was the closest thing… Suddenly, the ability to write, at least, as I had been–in this form, was vanishing; Of course, having to scrambble to some effect to make sure that I wasn't listening to Dillon Francis– Why, exactly, is that? Why is what? Why is Dillon Francis on The Blacklist? Because. Dillon Francis Made Me Laugh AND DEN?! Dillon Francis Made Me Cry. Oh noooo. Oh I love her. This plot is so racist. So is Hollywood. IN THIS DIMENSION: The Chinese Woman from Freaky Friday, and The Chinese Woman from Dude Where's My Car are actually the same woman–she just has two jobs. HAVE–THREE JOB. Oh, three jobs. That's a lot, Mrs. Wong! (Racist name, by the way) —and, she's gone. No, i”m not. Get me off this planet. LIQUID STRANGER If you want. Enter: The Psychonauts His music had inspired the entire plot of Ascension… I could be gone from it, but not forgotten or lost; at some point it seemed as though everything I had written hadn't even belonged to me… Well, it was almost a thought process, in narrative form. Then what happens? This. This is the festival project. Why'd you get up? I felt I was being watched. Well, you're not. (But I was) hy·per·son·ic /ˌhīpərˈsänik/ Learn to pronounce adjective 1.relating to speeds of more than five times the speed of sound (Mach 5). 2.relating to sound frequencies above about a thousand million hertz. Now that I had nearly drifted off into an experience that was more in my body than out… She's–immune to ACID? In– SUPACREE throws DILLON FRANCIS out the window. Wait, what window. It–doesn't matter. DILLON FRANCIS [falling] YES IT DOES No, it doesn't. ((yes it does)) Oh–it does? [Everyone nods, especially DILLON FRANCIS, who seems to momentarily stop falling as if he's forgotten he ever was.] [Dillon Francis Nods] Well then… [He is suspended in mid air] Really high up. Oh My God. [He hits the ground, hard. Surprisingly, he does not splatter–and luckily, appears to have already been unconscious. In the darkness, upon impact.] RUN. Just then, I remembered who Ever was– who never was; The daughter I had thought up and then forgotten under everything i had become; The mumbling, stumbling drunken father I loved, only reminded me of the… And…it's gone. What! We can't add south park! That's too many plots! Well, you're practically Butters. I am– [BUTTERS] Mantequilla!!!!! MORE TEQUILA. Sacred Science: Ancient Egyptian “It Doesn't Matter” CC's new friend falls into an infinite loop, where SUPACREE flees for her life from superstardom and fame; He (Inwardly, also SUPACREE—) and his friend “Kiwi” relay a series of messages through several various futuristic intergalactic languages and advanced codes, which CC, operating newly as “Blū” and DJ Ū in her full creative persona, has learned to decode through music programming hypnosis, and ha developed a keen expertise in the studies of synaesthetics, and telekinesis. Oh. This is next level. It's multiple levels. Okay, heavy duty. I'll roll one. Oh. [Three overly attractive idealistic males enter The Vortex] Jesus Christ, Almighty. Oh. I told you, sit here. This is good. I needed that. — ‘I needed that.' Nothing happens without purpose or reason. What is “purpose”? What is “reason”? Oh, What's this *Daddy* Alright, I should get on with my day. No, stay seated. That's not fair. NO, watch it— Wait for it; Just wait. He—spoke BIRD. He was huge. Gigantic. THIS ISN'T HAPPENING. Don't be tall. I wasn't gonna! Oh, no, no, no. Everything was rock hard bodies and chest hair; The matted dreads of the friend beside me added adverse texture to the clean cut and very well-to-do-looking gentlemen who had against my will-to-wish, decidedly planted themselves parallel and just out of my line of sight, by peripheral—just so that to study them I had to sneak to peek at each of them, as within moments of spotting them all at once, as always, I could tell that each of them—with great respect, in their… “PALM/CC* MAAAAAAAAN— We waste time on SOOO much buuulllllshiiiiit! Oh, I get it. This is illuminati. You got it. —in their own unique sense and in the proper respective realms—they each had something to give, and to receive, to The Goddess, most recently hidden and writhing in sexless pain– Oh, My God. What's this around his neck. I don't know. Let's see here. Is it obsidian? HE SPEAKS BIRD. GO FOLLOW HIM. I just gushed. Don't be gross. Oh no, don't open your mouth. [The man begins to speak; he is oversexily foreign.] Oh My GOD. This dragon is going to destroy something! She's going to destroy EVERYTHING. That's what she does best! I had arguably never been so horny in my life, and nothing but the damage was being done, to my psyche and my subconscious ability to self destruct when super imposed upon. @terrazadelarquitecto She was wild, and wanted to know all there was to know to become and unleash the sprawling Goddess that had begun to take her Maiden form in the wash that was coming up into the shaken and awoke knowledge that was— they were all so perfect, Sacred Science: The king of pharaonic theocracy R.A.Schwaller De Lubicz There he is. Hey, there, sailor. What the fuck is THIS. How. Why be that large? Has it's benefits. Christ Almighty. Is that the one you want? Is it, then? Realizing I was being programmed to buy another something, I stopped myself from the influence of all that was around me, a playful gesture to indulge, by kindly rejecting the notion, in a push to finally move about my day; I was again becoming The Insomniac, or, whether or not I had known it all along, I always had been—which meant, in the suffering of losing my knack for writing anything and everything at any given time. I am a sitting duck. [Dillon Francis emerges from the water, gasping for every bit of breath.] Don't look at that. Mooh, my God. It's in color. Why is that—? Now What was *then*? Answer this question, No , Answer this Question: Okay. lol. _ here's this: What's this crappy place? Harsh. No, i'm serious. This is horrible. Okay, ouch. I mean it, this is bad. Where is this? Uh- Why are we here? This..is the bottom of my heart. This is gross. dang. Wait. so you're saying Yeah, get this They literally went—“within” Uhuh. To the bottom of his heart, literally— Yes, the inward infinite; The literal material externalization– The literal—yes. And she's like: “Ew” “Ew.” …Ew. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] I love the illuminati. Why would you say something like that? Look at this: What are those. They're not Crocs! Are they diamond encrusted? Indeed they are. Is that gold. Solid Gold, and Platinum; They're not plated. How would you even walk in those. I would not— Because you can't. I could, cause I'm man-strong — I just would not; Because it's ridiculous? Don't use that word around me. It is ridiculous! No, it's a synonym of ridiculous, because ridiculous doesn't exist—Anyway. Someone should put you to sleep. I've Michael Jackson'd Myself three times since I got famous—and you know what I got? It wasn't sleep! That's Off subject. Nothing's ‘on' subject. It's really *not* I love dudes in weird pants. Period. Still on the outside; Dead on the inside Inside out and On my head, Alone, my mind, along— But on my own ride A tribe of gypsies, With me, (or without me) Living out loudly, and badly But I was quite poorly, Or worried, but good on the core Wonder what's it all worth , with no surf and no certainties; copy + paste. ep -En Ūtero [Extended] 6:18 -hopskoch. -takitoo. 6:01 -43. -and then what? -Ū C'ESME'T Why are you walking me to my wild side? PETRUTHEIO Because it's my wild side. [beat] PETRUTHEIO (CONT'D) –What if I gave you all my love? C'ESME'T Why would I want that much love? PETRUTHEIO What if it wasn't that much? C'ESME'T Then why would I want it at all? He likes these games, ain't no heartbreak Raise the stakes No harm, no foul; It's an eye for an eye, and and ear for an ear, here She said “I live a fast life” He said, “I drive a fast car” but it wouldn't go far, no It wouldn't go far at all, now! I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just live out my life, I forget i'm an idol, I decided my mind is a diamond I'm higher than high now, Hey now, The Lord of the Flies Now I might need to file another reliable lie There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just Live it out, loud But I don't want to go, now! How about a round of applause— cause I like the sound of it Got a Dalmatian on the Greyhound What now? I'm finally proud of my Finally proud of my No, I'm just finally proud of me; Figure out how to be found There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. Black background, green Plus sign (insomniac sweater) rarity. (purple) -Ū. mirissa g.pool “fucking mosquitoes.” I told you, you need Skrillex. And I told YOU to shut your dirty mouth, you hooker. Hookers get paid. Yeah, by Skrillex. –that's enough. I am the only one at my table; I am the only one on my team I been inside the box for so long, that if you let me out, I might scream I am the only crayon in the whole damn box I'm the only sand on my beach and I don't preach what I practice; But I practice what I preach Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh hey Do you have a problem? Is it with me? Should I pray the Lord your soul to keep? Should I call the reaper? Or the state police? Is it martyrdom or suidice if they write a press release? SKRILLEX You looked like a deer in the headlights. SUPACREE Oh yeah? well, you looked like a bat on a windshield I'll give you ten thousand dollars if you can get that hat off her head. Are you serious? 15Gs if you can get it to touch the ground. SUPACREE we're playing a game i made up TIM We're playing a game *I* made up. SUPACREE I am you. TIM Now you've got it. I don't know what just happened— Okay— But this lady just saw down straight into my soul, where a ghost lives. You're a ghost? My soul's haunted!!! That is deep bro. …And he's got music. —So he's almost always gonna be alright And she's got—music; So she's almost-always gonna be alright. You can go ahead. It *is* funny. I don't like it. It's already hilarious. Where are we? Where *is* this? And you will *never* find me. We found you. Eyes on God. Oh My— WHAT. I'm *sorry* mom. Why are you looking at *ME*. ‘Cause I'm SORRY. Don't look at *ME* sorry. Wait. How many people can I be at once? All of them. No. Yes. Watch: [Watching.] …Watching… [Watching—gets knocked out.] Now. Now, you caught me in a bad spot; I'm getting off in dark spaces Come, come along now. Way beside, but along on my own, now. Tie your love down/ Tie your love down; Oh, Now all the way out of the way This is innosense, in a sense Go down to the shore, For the fun of it; Come now, you got to Tie down Tie down Tie down Dive down wide-eyed, Humbled with pride— While you're siding, Colliding with Idols, Confiding in no one, and residing nowhere— Nowhere to go, If they don't care ‘Who are you?' Now I'm getting caught in dark spaces; I'm getting off in a bad spot; Come, along now. Along, but way beside all on my own now In a sense, this is innocence Down, Tie Your love— Down Down, Tie your love, down All the way out of the way, Now— Oh! In a sense, this is innocence. I've got summer on my mind. ‘I take no part in the festival; if you look to kill me, I only ask that you do it quickly. ‘ What movie is this? This is ‘The Insomniac”. Oh, Okay well—what happens in it? CREE? SUPACREE. What are you DOING here? This is how I wrote The Legend of SUPACREE. I thought this was “The Insomniac”? This is how I wrote this, too. Wrote what? Just— Just. Keep. Writing. —And it doesn't stop for nothing. It really doesn't; it doesn't stop for anything. What is this. Audio. It's DJ Shit. ___ Bitch, what is your deal? I don't have one. Yes you DO. My soulmate made a deal with the devil;He sold the soul we share for success, wealth, and fame—but did not include love in the fine print. Watch this. What is this. It's a test. It's all a test. _ Open the map. I'm not gonna do that. I'm not playing. Are you insane? By standard definition? By any definition. I mean— [Some Mild Insanity.] I could be. INSOMNIAC. Who would do this. Who wrote this? Who's paying for this? Now that the stones that I Carried for The Luminaries had grown heavy, I could not carry them all at once, and at the same time was also in the process of getting smaller; So small that it would become difficult to carry one or more of the stones in my bosoms. Wow. Control your self. Wish I could. For some reason the whole world smelled like sex; There was nothing but bodies in the ripe perfection of the perfect paradisiacal air; Sunlight reflecting off of each and every thing thing that was under it..The days were long, and the nights were almost a blur, but I was less concerned with any one person or circumstance beyond my own well being for more than a fraction of the moment. But because I let it become funnier, all the while behaving as an omnipotent observer, it was unfolding quite beautifully, and very theatrically; I couldn't help but keep track of the movement around me, and how it related to my innermost reflections in this existence, seemingly everlasting. ‘--Now he's gonna cut the head off this bird, I guess.' Owh. This is beyond out of control. Unacceptable. The game hasn't started; the map isn't even open yet; Why are the refs making calls? You are OUT of BOUNDS. I'M NOT PLAYING. This is so far off the map. There's a secret passageway. They LEAKED. The MAP. All of a sudden, nothing bothered me. I was my own worst enemy, but now it seemed that I was magically washing away in my fears. Not far from freedom, I wasn't gone from the idea of what Love was, but was drawn towards a darker, more solitary cause. What is this story. I guess this is The Legend of Supacree. I'M NOT CURSED. I'm not SUPACREE. Fair. Fair. [Heavy Skrillexian Accent] FIAR!!! You're are Fired. I'm a- what? So I pulled these cards. Oh, woah, now. Drop this, here. I can't; Wow. Wow. Wow. Wooo00000wwwoooooowwwwwwWW. Do you know who you ARE? Do *you* know who I am? Oh, My God! I feel like that's an important factor. What the fuck is this show? go for the gold! I told you, the whole damn cast of; Sons of Anarchy; what on god. This all happened. *ecstatic* Ohhh Noooooo. [TIS + LEGEND OF SUPACREE + GERALD'S WORLD = ENTER THE MULTIVERSE / LEGENDS] key: live that long maybe it's not my place Maybe it's not my place to say, maybe It's not my place Maybe it's not my place, to say I'll just say grace, and clear my plate My patience [is] —- What the fuck. lol You know what? I like cake, you bitch!! Then eat some cake, you— [a death glare] —Overly-agressive person! I guess I'm just Suspiciously Capricious Kinda skittish when I'm in my kitchen scripting this in Yiddish, washing dishes in my menacingly hideous unmentionables spitting shit I didn't get to send to— …anybody interesting. #skrillex 3 Weeks Earlier… And of course, the first night I thought it either safe or warm enough to sleep entirely in the nude, the man next door somehow found it necessary to burst into my apartment, to which my lackluster and almost non-existent response became more alerting to me than the incident itself; I realized at that point, the amount of trauma I had sustained had created a nearly unexcitable individual, as I pondered the kind of reaction any ‘normal' woman might have had to that, something which may have seemed terribly frightening once upon a time, but was now, as anything else, merely comical. I had just finished what I considered to be the conclusion of ‘Season 3' of my Podcast series, still gaining an incomprehensible cult following, to which I questioned in curiosity, but none-the-less kept present, however awaiting karmic response, or some external universal backlash, as the season, which I posted all-at-once in an effort to regain some of my consciousness, as it seemed to have been ripped away in pieces– no longer belonging to myself, but a ghost that could neither decide whether it wanted to haunt or befriend me. In the early dawn, finally able to rest, I slipped into that of another vivid and astral projection of lucid dreaming–however, becoming increasingly sensitive to the notion of love, I chose not to record its happenings, only allowing the fondest of any memory I had kept from the dream sequence, a relief; as the connection I had received was both joyfully unexpected, and greatly needed. With only pending payments still pending for weeks and mere days left in the dwelling I inhabited, and almost nothing left–pennies, actually, by the American standard of conversion, I kept myself from weeping and only could depend on yet another intervention of Divinity to again rescue me, again–from this, a city which may have excited me in safety, but that I had grown to dislike increasingly, only having come with hopes of releasing The Festival Project internationally, however– with this rendition of The Electric Daisy approaching quickly within the week, my sanity became wavering under the notion that EDD had any humanity, as they had seemingly used me as some sort of experimentation, dangling the money I so desperately needed like a carrot in front of me–randomly allowing payments in my greatest moments of desperation and disparity. This disparity, however, would leave me stranded in a hostile 3rd world country. The Legend of SUPACREE I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of cannellini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border or internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my back pack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to— “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï Daisy Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— And I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost. [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. Lost your shine? Lost my Skrillex! You miss it? Do I Miss—? … You know what? What. Fuck you, dude. ...no can do. [later] Are we relaxed? What is this? I need it. You fucked up. This isn't right. No, it isn't. — BLACKOUT. What happened here? Are we rolling? Cut to commercial. — Are you serious? I'm so serious!!! She's so serious. CUT TO: Grocery Store, Day [over the store radio] She's a maniac, maniac on the floor!! What is she DOING? What are you doing? I'm doing me, bitch. And she's dancing like she never has before. —cut to rave— ***WUBZ*** Who is this? I'm on my own tonight. Is she drinking?!? THATS NOT FAIR! Oh, Sweet Jesus! —regular Jesus: [to sweet Jesus] aha! It's you this time. Sweet Jesus: fuck, no fair. THIS ISN'T SKRILLEX. Sweet Baby Jesus. Sweet Jesus: (relieved) YES. Regular Jesus: Oh, you're saved. Nice. [Passes baby Jesus to Sweet Jesus, then footballing the infant into the outer realms, dusting his hands off and flexing.] Send the Messiah. Wait, which one? Yeah, whose Messiah? CUT BACK TO: ‘the rave' ...Who's baby is this? Woah, cool baby. I respect that. [The third raver simply lifts his diffraction glasses, astonished by the bedazzling baby Jesus's vibe.] Wait, Baby Jesus is bedazzled? MAYBE: CUT TO: A flash of the alternate dimension, where indeed baby Jesus is Bedazzled.] Cut back to: No, his vibe. Is he sparkling? It's his aura. Oh. Pfft. Lol. Okay. —- First of all, I've never had this many black friends before. .. Oh, my God… I am alarmed. She's so stupid… Actually, just ugly—! Eyyy. Woahhh! But now I'm— You're a fan. Hey—I ate a fan for breakfast—okay?! Literally. OKAY. Ew, gross. Just kill me. [without hesitation] HANZEL No—Ze Rulez. [Lowers Rave Weapon] __ I'm highly allergic— —Don't need Skrillex. Brought my own! — [stabs self] What is that? Oh shit, it's the EPI(c)PEN OH SHIT. Nice. It also writes. After the stab? Usually after, yes. You, have to. Oh, yeah, huh? No, you actually have to stab yourself first with it—or else it won't write. — Anyway—what were you trying to write? ...fuck, I forgot. Good job, Sonny. ___ Take me back! You wanted this. I wanted NOTHING. You got there! Agh!! Then when you did, you wanted to leave. There's no music. It's literally NOTHING. Except Jimmy Fallon. WHAT?! Since when?! What? Since literally ever. What?! No way. Let me see. Let me see. Oh my—WOAH. Let me see. Nothing is something! Unh-uh bro! What the— IT IS JIMMY FALLON. There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for nothing…? Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or hell when they die. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to h/save my kid. // Alternately: I have to shave my kid! Lol. Okay, then. — It is terrible. Explain Jimmy— (((Jimmy Fallon has a galaxy…))) Raven Simone—*ahem* ((Incase Raven summons Raven Symons)) —-AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) Don't forget the— RAVEN SYMONÉ. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally? Jimmy Fallon Live, Jimmy. Is this why—- JIMMY FALLON shhhhh shhhh—-!!!! they poured the pennies? Ah yeah, the last dollar… Westwood trees have good memories… What?? She can see dead people?! SO—Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! WESTWOOOD, CALIFORNIA, 199? PASQUALE ROTELLA is a dashing young man; he and his friends are gathered, en route to a secret location. Pasquale, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that. Doompy Poomp Doompy* Poomp again I don't know what it's doing . ...He just does whatever he wants…
ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: THE MOVIE - PART I // THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE LEGENDS: ORIGINS Apparently, There's a movie between Season 3, and Season 4. Of which show? All of them. ALL OF THEM? That's a lot. That is a lot. Does she know she's being recorded? She doesn't know she's being recorded. Oh, My God. ANANDAR THE GREAT. who's this now? --that's my sponsor --that's my manager --that's my... Oh. "Oh." ...Oh. Ah! She's a witch! Yo--She's a fairy! WHAT'S THIS MAGIC? ...kk. damn. i'm a dick. she's such a diva. what an asshole. I guess it's a series of important encoded messages, or something. 4 fucking hours?! I'm not listening to this. We're listening to this. I shouldn't post this. Don't post this. Damn. I'm a dick. A fucking narcisist. What an asshole! What a dick. A fucking sociopath. "My body doesn't know what it needs." "My body knows exactly what it needs." Here, take this. You can't just-- [does.] SUPACREE is a dick. She's a dick. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] Whatever. Something out there asked for this. What about your superstardom? What about it? Give me that. Ugh. What is this? *coughs* WHAt THE-- doctor sebi maps.me dissappear. -blu. Fall//Fly (never) capo 1 Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so… Lost in my mind, in time Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I'll never forget to call again Oh I've never been so Out of touch If i could love you a life time And I probably might, I find I'd give you all my light (or none ) We'll find, in time Which one Oh I've never seen such love in my world Oh, I've never seen such love in my world oh, I've never seen such love in my world Oh, i'll never forget to fall again, Oh, I've never seen such love in my world …Oh, I've never been so high in my life Oh, i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to call again— Oh, i've never been so high in my life Oh I''ve never been so high in my life Oh i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to fall… ___ 4427 43 2900 5671 12/3 369 The question wasn't whether I wanted to stay, or go; in fact, I wanted to go, and to stay—but underlying and now, overlying, was the wonder of in what way I would spend my birthday. Did it matter? I wanted it not to, and yet, here I was, caught in the wash, and the album or book, or episode– whatever it was, that was coming about from it was meant to be called “Three Nights In San Cristobal” , but something was pressing me to get out, now that I had the certainty and assertion of what I was; Then It just stops. OH MY GO- RUSKO aka “Christopher Mercer” is standing trial for the involuntary manslaughter of his roommate; He becomes famous in a nearby parallel for being the the first human known to have committed murder by way of sound frequency— FUCK. —little does anyone know… SUPACREE headlines an entire festival during a blackout. Was it bad? yeah. did they throw trash at me? Only a little. aww. SUPACREE is a Superstar DJ. Oh great, yeah. She is possibly the best— THE BEST &, also/a- SHH. “Bread's Dead” LIVE KETO SET. What is this. just buy tickets. What is it? I'll buy them. PAUSE. AND THEN WHAT? MILEY CAME IN ON A WRECKINGBALL. You mean, “like” a wrecking ball”? NO. I mean, YES, she was ON a wrecking ball, so– “like' but, WAS. WHAT. BROAH. DID SHE COME OFF? sortof. WAHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON? NONE. hey, look watch. RELEASE THE KRAKEN. YOOOOOOOOOOOOO. got a new guitar; got another gig got a new guitar, got another gig got a new guitar got another gig —got another gig —got another gig. Well, now that I'm famous, it makes everybody seem more human. The good ones, the bad ones– Except for women. Women are monsters. I hate them. You are them. I was them. NO, I wasn't. Was I wrong for loving you? (It's too human) I didn't want to do this— (It's so stupid) True, I'll use it, too “i'll use him” “Cool” I'm just a tool, to you, then. Then, there was Justin Roiland, the unsung hero of them all–mostly because he wasn't ‘sung' at all, but mostly spoken–the amount of comfort his voice had always provided was, in the very least, heroic–if I understood the context of Poetic Justice at all, that's probably what it was. But even he, in my mind, being all of consciousness at once, now, more often than not, had collided with the thoughts of fame and wealth, and what exactly it does; I paused hard upon reflecting on the ‘retarded' amounts of laugher that seemed to be unstoppable, as I formed the then-very-loose-plot of my own projects, or rather, the conglomerate of them all, which would eventually become The Festival Project Perhaps, I thought, all that it really was is that I had been watching the final outcome of a ride I was also on, for all of them–however, as much as I wanted, I couldn't seem to forge the great gifts of The Prodigal Sonny, and as it turned out, I wanted either all of it or none. Now that I was properly out of carbohydrates, I could focus on being somewhat hot, at least until someone with an actual body walked by or just happened along; I had somewhere along the way decided that women with perfect bodies were in fact not Gods, or rather Goddesses, but Satan in his truest form– as often and awkwardly from afar, I often watched as men would become useless and lost followers in their company, typically unarmed with more than looks– But, I knew at this point that the men I had so affectionately fawned after had climbed the social and even political ranks so much so that, The Actresses, The Models, The Musicians and otherwise multi talented women of the world– A world to which I may have once belonged, had my mother not destroyed my body– my upbringing clipping me with a 25-year-long inability to produce positive thoughts concerning The Self. Now that I had properly shifted my self-hatred into Skrillex, which didn't exist as a man, but a business, I could unravel the rest of the infinite that was somehow expanding as quickly as it was collapsing. Considering Luis was now seemingly preoccupied with the ugly punk rock girl, and now that I would be properly sealed-off from whatever truck stop… Stop scratching. You look awful. It's just because i'm black and I need my hair done. Just cut it off! Fuck that nonsense. Why not? Same reason I put clothes on: It covers up the ugly. God Loves Ugly. Oh yeah? Well maybe UGLY just loves GOD cause nobody wants it so there's no one left to talk to BUT him. “Him” ? Or not.. Whatever. It's beyond the human concept what The God Consciousness is. *coughs* whatever she wants. Or IT. Check it out. Another fucking demon. ‘The Demon Whisperer' Demons don't whisper, they cough. (Or pretend to cum.) Who does that? Pornstars. Models. Whatever these are. –truck stop travelers would pass through rampantly, leaving nothing but the trash of processed junk and coughing obnoxiously, rather than having to hang above it all in a hammock, only ever wishing for Skrillex so that I could fight the mosquitoes off. I just wanted a home, and, though I was only joking about the mangoes, it seemed my faith was at least partially restored, as the room I had decided was the closest thing… Suddenly, the ability to write, at least, as I had been–in this form, was vanishing; Of course, having to scrambble to some effect to make sure that I wasn't listening to Dillon Francis– Why, exactly, is that? Why is what? Why is Dillon Francis on The Blacklist? Because. Dillon Francis Made Me Laugh AND DEN?! Dillon Francis Made Me Cry. Oh noooo. Oh I love her. This plot is so racist. So is Hollywood. IN THIS DIMENSION: The Chinese Woman from Freaky Friday, and The Chinese Woman from Dude Where's My Car are actually the same woman–she just has two jobs. HAVE–THREE JOB. Oh, three jobs. That's a lot, Mrs. Wong! (Racist name, by the way) —and, she's gone. No, i”m not. Get me off this planet. LIQUID STRANGER If you want. Enter: The Psychonauts His music had inspired the entire plot of Ascension… I could be gone from it, but not forgotten or lost; at some point it seemed as though everything I had written hadn't even belonged to me… Well, it was almost a thought process, in narrative form. Then what happens? This. This is the festival project. Why'd you get up? I felt I was being watched. Well, you're not. (But I was) hy·per·son·ic /ˌhīpərˈsänik/ Learn to pronounce adjective 1.relating to speeds of more than five times the speed of sound (Mach 5). 2.relating to sound frequencies above about a thousand million hertz. Now that I had nearly drifted off into an experience that was more in my body than out… She's–immune to ACID? In– SUPACREE throws DILLON FRANCIS out the window. Wait, what window. It–doesn't matter. DILLON FRANCIS [falling] YES IT DOES No, it doesn't. ((yes it does)) Oh–it does? [Everyone nods, especially DILLON FRANCIS, who seems to momentarily stop falling as if he's forgotten he ever was.] [Dillon Francis Nods] Well then… [He is suspended in mid air] Really high up. Oh My God. [He hits the ground, hard. Surprisingly, he does not splatter–and luckily, appears to have already been unconscious. In the darkness, upon impact.] RUN. Just then, I remembered who Ever was– who never was; The daughter I had thought up and then forgotten under everything i had become; The mumbling, stumbling drunken father I loved, only reminded me of the… And…it's gone. What! We can't add south park! That's too many plots! Well, you're practically Butters. I am– [BUTTERS] Mantequilla!!!!! MORE TEQUILA. Sacred Science: Ancient Egyptian “It Doesn't Matter” CC's new friend falls into an infinite loop, where SUPACREE flees for her life from superstardom and fame; He (Inwardly, also SUPACREE—) and his friend “Kiwi” relay a series of messages through several various futuristic intergalactic languages and advanced codes, which CC, operating newly as “Blū” and DJ Ū in her full creative persona, has learned to decode through music programming hypnosis, and ha developed a keen expertise in the studies of synaesthetics, and telekinesis. Oh. This is next level. It's multiple levels. Okay, heavy duty. I'll roll one. Oh. [Three overly attractive idealistic males enter The Vortex] Jesus Christ, Almighty. Oh. I told you, sit here. This is good. I needed that. — ‘I needed that.' Nothing happens without purpose or reason. What is “purpose”? What is “reason”? Oh, What's this *Daddy* Alright, I should get on with my day. No, stay seated. That's not fair. NO, watch it— Wait for it; Just wait. He—spoke BIRD. He was huge. Gigantic. THIS ISN'T HAPPENING. Don't be tall. I wasn't gonna! Oh, no, no, no. Everything was rock hard bodies and chest hair; The matted dreads of the friend beside me added adverse texture to the clean cut and very well-to-do-looking gentlemen who had against my will-to-wish, decidedly planted themselves parallel and just out of my line of sight, by peripheral—just so that to study them I had to sneak to peek at each of them, as within moments of spotting them all at once, as always, I could tell that each of them—with great respect, in their… “PALM/CC* MAAAAAAAAN— We waste time on SOOO much buuulllllshiiiiit! Oh, I get it. This is illuminati. You got it. —in their own unique sense and in the proper respective realms—they each had something to give, and to receive, to The Goddess, most recently hidden and writhing in sexless pain– Oh, My God. What's this around his neck. I don't know. Let's see here. Is it obsidian? HE SPEAKS BIRD. GO FOLLOW HIM. I just gushed. Don't be gross. Oh no, don't open your mouth. [The man begins to speak; he is oversexily foreign.] Oh My GOD. This dragon is going to destroy something! She's going to destroy EVERYTHING. That's what she does best! I had arguably never been so horny in my life, and nothing but the damage was being done, to my psyche and my subconscious ability to self destruct when super imposed upon. @terrazadelarquitecto She was wild, and wanted to know all there was to know to become and unleash the sprawling Goddess that had begun to take her Maiden form in the wash that was coming up into the shaken and awoke knowledge that was— they were all so perfect, Sacred Science: The king of pharaonic theocracy R.A.Schwaller De Lubicz There he is. Hey, there, sailor. What the fuck is THIS. How. Why be that large? Has it's benefits. Christ Almighty. Is that the one you want? Is it, then? Realizing I was being programmed to buy another something, I stopped myself from the influence of all that was around me, a playful gesture to indulge, by kindly rejecting the notion, in a push to finally move about my day; I was again becoming The Insomniac, or, whether or not I had known it all along, I always had been—which meant, in the suffering of losing my knack for writing anything and everything at any given time. I am a sitting duck. [Dillon Francis emerges from the water, gasping for every bit of breath.] Don't look at that. Mooh, my God. It's in color. Why is that—? Now What was *then*? Answer this question, No , Answer this Question: Okay. lol. _ here's this: What's this crappy place? Harsh. No, i'm serious. This is horrible. Okay, ouch. I mean it, this is bad. Where is this? Uh- Why are we here? This..is the bottom of my heart. This is gross. dang. Wait. so you're saying Yeah, get this They literally went—“within” Uhuh. To the bottom of his heart, literally— Yes, the inward infinite; The literal material externalization– The literal—yes. And she's like: “Ew” “Ew.” …Ew. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] I love the illuminati. Why would you say something like that? Look at this: What are those. They're not Crocs! Are they diamond encrusted? Indeed they are. Is that gold. Solid Gold, and Platinum; They're not plated. How would you even walk in those. I would not— Because you can't. I could, cause I'm man-strong — I just would not; Because it's ridiculous? Don't use that word around me. It is ridiculous! No, it's a synonym of ridiculous, because ridiculous doesn't exist—Anyway. Someone should put you to sleep. I've Michael Jackson'd Myself three times since I got famous—and you know what I got? It wasn't sleep! That's Off subject. Nothing's ‘on' subject. It's really *not* I love dudes in weird pants. Period. Still on the outside; Dead on the inside Inside out and On my head, Alone, my mind, along— But on my own ride A tribe of gypsies, With me, (or without me) Living out loudly, and badly But I was quite poorly, Or worried, but good on the core Wonder what's it all worth , with no surf and no certainties; copy + paste. ep -En Ūtero [Extended] 6:18 -hopskoch. -takitoo. 6:01 -43. -and then what? -Ū C'ESME'T Why are you walking me to my wild side? PETRUTHEIO Because it's my wild side. [beat] PETRUTHEIO (CONT'D) –What if I gave you all my love? C'ESME'T Why would I want that much love? PETRUTHEIO What if it wasn't that much? C'ESME'T Then why would I want it at all? He likes these games, ain't no heartbreak Raise the stakes No harm, no foul; It's an eye for an eye, and and ear for an ear, here She said “I live a fast life” He said, “I drive a fast car” but it wouldn't go far, no It wouldn't go far at all, now! I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just live out my life, I forget i'm an idol, I decided my mind is a diamond I'm higher than high now, Hey now, The Lord of the Flies Now I might need to file another reliable lie There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just Live it out, loud But I don't want to go, now! How about a round of applause— cause I like the sound of it Got a Dalmatian on the Greyhound What now? I'm finally proud of my Finally proud of my No, I'm just finally proud of me; Figure out how to be found There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. Black background, green Plus sign (insomniac sweater) rarity. (purple) -Ū. mirissa g.pool “fucking mosquitoes.” I told you, you need Skrillex. And I told YOU to shut your dirty mouth, you hooker. Hookers get paid. Yeah, by Skrillex. –that's enough. I am the only one at my table; I am the only one on my team I been inside the box for so long, that if you let me out, I might scream I am the only crayon in the whole damn box I'm the only sand on my beach and I don't preach what I practice; But I practice what I preach Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh hey Do you have a problem? Is it with me? Should I pray the Lord your soul to keep? Should I call the reaper? Or the state police? Is it martyrdom or suidice if they write a press release? SKRILLEX You looked like a deer in the headlights. SUPACREE Oh yeah? well, you looked like a bat on a windshield I'll give you ten thousand dollars if you can get that hat off her head. Are you serious? 15Gs if you can get it to touch the ground. SUPACREE we're playing a game i made up TIM We're playing a game *I* made up. SUPACREE I am you. TIM Now you've got it. I don't know what just happened— Okay— But this lady just saw down straight into my soul, where a ghost lives. You're a ghost? My soul's haunted!!! That is deep bro. …And he's got music. —So he's almost always gonna be alright And she's got—music; So she's almost-always gonna be alright. You can go ahead. It *is* funny. I don't like it. It's already hilarious. Where are we? Where *is* this? And you will *never* find me. We found you. Eyes on God. Oh My— WHAT. I'm *sorry* mom. Why are you looking at *ME*. ‘Cause I'm SORRY. Don't look at *ME* sorry. Wait. How many people can I be at once? All of them. No. Yes. Watch: [Watching.] …Watching… [Watching—gets knocked out.] Now. Now, you caught me in a bad spot; I'm getting off in dark spaces Come, come along now. Way beside, but along on my own, now. Tie your love down/ Tie your love down; Oh, Now all the way out of the way This is innosense, in a sense Go down to the shore, For the fun of it; Come now, you got to Tie down Tie down Tie down Dive down wide-eyed, Humbled with pride— While you're siding, Colliding with Idols, Confiding in no one, and residing nowhere— Nowhere to go, If they don't care ‘Who are you?' Now I'm getting caught in dark spaces; I'm getting off in a bad spot; Come, along now. Along, but way beside all on my own now In a sense, this is innocence Down, Tie Your love— Down Down, Tie your love, down All the way out of the way, Now— Oh! In a sense, this is innocence. I've got summer on my mind. ‘I take no part in the festival; if you look to kill me, I only ask that you do it quickly. ‘ What movie is this? This is ‘The Insomniac”. Oh, Okay well—what happens in it? CREE? SUPACREE. What are you DOING here? This is how I wrote The Legend of SUPACREE. I thought this was “The Insomniac”? This is how I wrote this, too. Wrote what? Just— Just. Keep. Writing. —And it doesn't stop for nothing. It really doesn't; it doesn't stop for anything. What is this. Audio. It's DJ Shit. ___ Bitch, what is your deal? I don't have one. Yes you DO. My soulmate made a deal with the devil;He sold the soul we share for success, wealth, and fame—but did not include love in the fine print. Watch this. What is this. It's a test. It's all a test. _ Open the map. I'm not gonna do that. I'm not playing. Are you insane? By standard definition? By any definition. I mean— [Some Mild Insanity.] I could be. INSOMNIAC. Who would do this. Who wrote this? Who's paying for this? Now that the stones that I Carried for The Luminaries had grown heavy, I could not carry them all at once, and at the same time was also in the process of getting smaller; So small that it would become difficult to carry one or more of the stones in my bosoms. Wow. Control your self. Wish I could. For some reason the whole world smelled like sex; There was nothing but bodies in the ripe perfection of the perfect paradisiacal air; Sunlight reflecting off of each and every thing thing that was under it..The days were long, and the nights were almost a blur, but I was less concerned with any one person or circumstance beyond my own well being for more than a fraction of the moment. But because I let it become funnier, all the while behaving as an omnipotent observer, it was unfolding quite beautifully, and very theatrically; I couldn't help but keep track of the movement around me, and how it related to my innermost reflections in this existence, seemingly everlasting. ‘--Now he's gonna cut the head off this bird, I guess.' Owh. This is beyond out of control. Unacceptable. The game hasn't started; the map isn't even open yet; Why are the refs making calls? You are OUT of BOUNDS. I'M NOT PLAYING. This is so far off the map. There's a secret passageway. They LEAKED. The MAP. All of a sudden, nothing bothered me. I was my own worst enemy, but now it seemed that I was magically washing away in my fears. Not far from freedom, I wasn't gone from the idea of what Love was, but was drawn towards a darker, more solitary cause. What is this story. I guess this is The Legend of Supacree. I'M NOT CURSED. I'm not SUPACREE. Fair. Fair. [Heavy Skrillexian Accent] FIAR!!! You're are Fired. I'm a- what? So I pulled these cards. Oh, woah, now. Drop this, here. I can't; Wow. Wow. Wow. Wooo00000wwwoooooowwwwwwWW. Do you know who you ARE? Do *you* know who I am? Oh, My God! I feel like that's an important factor. What the fuck is this show? go for the gold! I told you, the whole damn cast of; Sons of Anarchy; what on god. This all happened. *ecstatic* Ohhh Noooooo. [TIS + LEGEND OF SUPACREE + GERALD'S WORLD = ENTER THE MULTIVERSE / LEGENDS] key: live that long maybe it's not my place Maybe it's not my place to say, maybe It's not my place Maybe it's not my place, to say I'll just say grace, and clear my plate My patience [is] —- What the fuck. lol You know what? I like cake, you bitch!! Then eat some cake, you— [a death glare] —Overly-agressive person! I guess I'm just Suspiciously Capricious Kinda skittish when I'm in my kitchen scripting this in Yiddish, washing dishes in my menacingly hideous unmentionables spitting shit I didn't get to send to— …anybody interesting. #skrillex 3 Weeks Earlier… And of course, the first night I thought it either safe or warm enough to sleep entirely in the nude, the man next door somehow found it necessary to burst into my apartment, to which my lackluster and almost non-existent response became more alerting to me than the incident itself; I realized at that point, the amount of trauma I had sustained had created a nearly unexcitable individual, as I pondered the kind of reaction any ‘normal' woman might have had to that, something which may have seemed terribly frightening once upon a time, but was now, as anything else, merely comical. I had just finished what I considered to be the conclusion of ‘Season 3' of my Podcast series, still gaining an incomprehensible cult following, to which I questioned in curiosity, but none-the-less kept present, however awaiting karmic response, or some external universal backlash, as the season, which I posted all-at-once in an effort to regain some of my consciousness, as it seemed to have been ripped away in pieces– no longer belonging to myself, but a ghost that could neither decide whether it wanted to haunt or befriend me. In the early dawn, finally able to rest, I slipped into that of another vivid and astral projection of lucid dreaming–however, becoming increasingly sensitive to the notion of love, I chose not to record its happenings, only allowing the fondest of any memory I had kept from the dream sequence, a relief; as the connection I had received was both joyfully unexpected, and greatly needed. With only pending payments still pending for weeks and mere days left in the dwelling I inhabited, and almost nothing left–pennies, actually, by the American standard of conversion, I kept myself from weeping and only could depend on yet another intervention of Divinity to again rescue me, again–from this, a city which may have excited me in safety, but that I had grown to dislike increasingly, only having come with hopes of releasing The Festival Project internationally, however– with this rendition of The Electric Daisy approaching quickly within the week, my sanity became wavering under the notion that EDD had any humanity, as they had seemingly used me as some sort of experimentation, dangling the money I so desperately needed like a carrot in front of me–randomly allowing payments in my greatest moments of desperation and disparity. This disparity, however, would leave me stranded in a hostile 3rd world country. The Legend of SUPACREE I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of cannellini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border or internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my back pack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to— “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï Daisy Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— And I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost. [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. Lost your shine? Lost my Skrillex! You miss it? Do I Miss—? … You know what? What. Fuck you, dude. ...no can do. [later] Are we relaxed? What is this? I need it. You fucked up. This isn't right. No, it isn't. — BLACKOUT. What happened here? Are we rolling? Cut to commercial. — Are you serious? I'm so serious!!! She's so serious. CUT TO: Grocery Store, Day [over the store radio] She's a maniac, maniac on the floor!! What is she DOING? What are you doing? I'm doing me, bitch. And she's dancing like she never has before. —cut to rave— ***WUBZ*** Who is this? I'm on my own tonight. Is she drinking?!? THATS NOT FAIR! Oh, Sweet Jesus! —regular Jesus: [to sweet Jesus] aha! It's you this time. Sweet Jesus: fuck, no fair. THIS ISN'T SKRILLEX. Sweet Baby Jesus. Sweet Jesus: (relieved) YES. Regular Jesus: Oh, you're saved. Nice. [Passes baby Jesus to Sweet Jesus, then footballing the infant into the outer realms, dusting his hands off and flexing.] Send the Messiah. Wait, which one? Yeah, whose Messiah? CUT BACK TO: ‘the rave' ...Who's baby is this? Woah, cool baby. I respect that. [The third raver simply lifts his diffraction glasses, astonished by the bedazzling baby Jesus's vibe.] Wait, Baby Jesus is bedazzled? MAYBE: CUT TO: A flash of the alternate dimension, where indeed baby Jesus is Bedazzled.] Cut back to: No, his vibe. Is he sparkling? It's his aura. Oh. Pfft. Lol. Okay. —- First of all, I've never had this many black friends before. .. Oh, my God… I am alarmed. She's so stupid… Actually, just ugly—! Eyyy. Woahhh! But now I'm— You're a fan. Hey—I ate a fan for breakfast—okay?! Literally. OKAY. Ew, gross. Just kill me. [without hesitation] HANZEL No—Ze Rulez. [Lowers Rave Weapon] __ I'm highly allergic— —Don't need Skrillex. Brought my own! — [stabs self] What is that? Oh shit, it's the EPI(c)PEN OH SHIT. Nice. It also writes. After the stab? Usually after, yes. You, have to. Oh, yeah, huh? No, you actually have to stab yourself first with it—or else it won't write. — Anyway—what were you trying to write? ...fuck, I forgot. Good job, Sonny. ___ Take me back! You wanted this. I wanted NOTHING. You got there! Agh!! Then when you did, you wanted to leave. There's no music. It's literally NOTHING. Except Jimmy Fallon. WHAT?! Since when?! What? Since literally ever. What?! No way. Let me see. Let me see. Oh my—WOAH. Let me see. Nothing is something! Unh-uh bro! What the— IT IS JIMMY FALLON. There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for nothing…? Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or hell when they die. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to h/save my kid. // Alternately: I have to shave my kid! Lol. Okay, then. — It is terrible. Explain Jimmy— (((Jimmy Fallon has a galaxy…))) Raven Simone—*ahem* ((Incase Raven summons Raven Symons)) —-AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) Don't forget the— RAVEN SYMONÉ. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally? Jimmy Fallon Live, Jimmy. Is this why—- JIMMY FALLON shhhhh shhhh—-!!!! they poured the pennies? Ah yeah, the last dollar… Westwood trees have good memories… What?? She can see dead people?! SO—Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! WESTWOOOD, CALIFORNIA, 199? PASQUALE ROTELLA is a dashing young man; he and his friends are gathered, en route to a secret location. Pasquale, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that. Doompy Poomp Doompy* Poomp again I don't know what it's doing . ...He just does whatever he wants…
ENTER THE MULTIVERSE: THE MOVIE - PART I // THE LEGEND OF SUPACREE: ENTER THE MULTIVERSE LEGENDS: ORIGINS Apparently, There's a movie between Season 3, and Season 4. Of which show? All of them. ALL OF THEM? That's a lot. That is a lot. Does she know she's being recorded? She doesn't know she's being recorded. Oh, My God. ANANDAR THE GREAT. who's this now? --that's my sponsor --that's my manager --that's my... Oh. "Oh." ...Oh. Ah! She's a witch! Yo--She's a fairy! WHAT'S THIS MAGIC? ...kk. damn. i'm a dick. she's such a diva. what an asshole. I guess it's a series of important encoded messages, or something. 4 fucking hours?! I'm not listening to this. We're listening to this. I shouldn't post this. Don't post this. Damn. I'm a dick. A fucking narcisist. What an asshole! What a dick. A fucking sociopath. "My body doesn't know what it needs." "My body knows exactly what it needs." Here, take this. You can't just-- [does.] SUPACREE is a dick. She's a dick. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] Whatever. Something out there asked for this. What about your superstardom? What about it? Give me that. Ugh. What is this? *coughs* WHAt THE-- doctor sebi maps.me dissappear. -blu. Fall//Fly (never) capo 1 Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so… Lost in my mind, in time Oh I've never been so high in my life Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I've never been so out of touch Oh I'll never forget to call again Oh I've never been so Out of touch If i could love you a life time And I probably might, I find I'd give you all my light (or none ) We'll find, in time Which one Oh I've never seen such love in my world Oh, I've never seen such love in my world oh, I've never seen such love in my world Oh, i'll never forget to fall again, Oh, I've never seen such love in my world …Oh, I've never been so high in my life Oh, i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to call again— Oh, i've never been so high in my life Oh I''ve never been so high in my life Oh i”ve never been so high in my life Oh, I'll never forget to fall… ___ 4427 43 2900 5671 12/3 369 The question wasn't whether I wanted to stay, or go; in fact, I wanted to go, and to stay—but underlying and now, overlying, was the wonder of in what way I would spend my birthday. Did it matter? I wanted it not to, and yet, here I was, caught in the wash, and the album or book, or episode– whatever it was, that was coming about from it was meant to be called “Three Nights In San Cristobal” , but something was pressing me to get out, now that I had the certainty and assertion of what I was; Then It just stops. OH MY GO- RUSKO aka “Christopher Mercer” is standing trial for the involuntary manslaughter of his roommate; He becomes famous in a nearby parallel for being the the first human known to have committed murder by way of sound frequency— FUCK. —little does anyone know… SUPACREE headlines an entire festival during a blackout. Was it bad? yeah. did they throw trash at me? Only a little. aww. SUPACREE is a Superstar DJ. Oh great, yeah. She is possibly the best— THE BEST &, also/a- SHH. “Bread's Dead” LIVE KETO SET. What is this. just buy tickets. What is it? I'll buy them. PAUSE. AND THEN WHAT? MILEY CAME IN ON A WRECKINGBALL. You mean, “like” a wrecking ball”? NO. I mean, YES, she was ON a wrecking ball, so– “like' but, WAS. WHAT. BROAH. DID SHE COME OFF? sortof. WAHHHHHHHHHHHH. WHAT DRUGS ARE YOU ON? NONE. hey, look watch. RELEASE THE KRAKEN. YOOOOOOOOOOOOO. got a new guitar; got another gig got a new guitar, got another gig got a new guitar got another gig —got another gig —got another gig. Well, now that I'm famous, it makes everybody seem more human. The good ones, the bad ones– Except for women. Women are monsters. I hate them. You are them. I was them. NO, I wasn't. Was I wrong for loving you? (It's too human) I didn't want to do this— (It's so stupid) True, I'll use it, too “i'll use him” “Cool” I'm just a tool, to you, then. Then, there was Justin Roiland, the unsung hero of them all–mostly because he wasn't ‘sung' at all, but mostly spoken–the amount of comfort his voice had always provided was, in the very least, heroic–if I understood the context of Poetic Justice at all, that's probably what it was. But even he, in my mind, being all of consciousness at once, now, more often than not, had collided with the thoughts of fame and wealth, and what exactly it does; I paused hard upon reflecting on the ‘retarded' amounts of laugher that seemed to be unstoppable, as I formed the then-very-loose-plot of my own projects, or rather, the conglomerate of them all, which would eventually become The Festival Project Perhaps, I thought, all that it really was is that I had been watching the final outcome of a ride I was also on, for all of them–however, as much as I wanted, I couldn't seem to forge the great gifts of The Prodigal Sonny, and as it turned out, I wanted either all of it or none. Now that I was properly out of carbohydrates, I could focus on being somewhat hot, at least until someone with an actual body walked by or just happened along; I had somewhere along the way decided that women with perfect bodies were in fact not Gods, or rather Goddesses, but Satan in his truest form– as often and awkwardly from afar, I often watched as men would become useless and lost followers in their company, typically unarmed with more than looks– But, I knew at this point that the men I had so affectionately fawned after had climbed the social and even political ranks so much so that, The Actresses, The Models, The Musicians and otherwise multi talented women of the world– A world to which I may have once belonged, had my mother not destroyed my body– my upbringing clipping me with a 25-year-long inability to produce positive thoughts concerning The Self. Now that I had properly shifted my self-hatred into Skrillex, which didn't exist as a man, but a business, I could unravel the rest of the infinite that was somehow expanding as quickly as it was collapsing. Considering Luis was now seemingly preoccupied with the ugly punk rock girl, and now that I would be properly sealed-off from whatever truck stop… Stop scratching. You look awful. It's just because i'm black and I need my hair done. Just cut it off! Fuck that nonsense. Why not? Same reason I put clothes on: It covers up the ugly. God Loves Ugly. Oh yeah? Well maybe UGLY just loves GOD cause nobody wants it so there's no one left to talk to BUT him. “Him” ? Or not.. Whatever. It's beyond the human concept what The God Consciousness is. *coughs* whatever she wants. Or IT. Check it out. Another fucking demon. ‘The Demon Whisperer' Demons don't whisper, they cough. (Or pretend to cum.) Who does that? Pornstars. Models. Whatever these are. –truck stop travelers would pass through rampantly, leaving nothing but the trash of processed junk and coughing obnoxiously, rather than having to hang above it all in a hammock, only ever wishing for Skrillex so that I could fight the mosquitoes off. I just wanted a home, and, though I was only joking about the mangoes, it seemed my faith was at least partially restored, as the room I had decided was the closest thing… Suddenly, the ability to write, at least, as I had been–in this form, was vanishing; Of course, having to scrambble to some effect to make sure that I wasn't listening to Dillon Francis– Why, exactly, is that? Why is what? Why is Dillon Francis on The Blacklist? Because. Dillon Francis Made Me Laugh AND DEN?! Dillon Francis Made Me Cry. Oh noooo. Oh I love her. This plot is so racist. So is Hollywood. IN THIS DIMENSION: The Chinese Woman from Freaky Friday, and The Chinese Woman from Dude Where's My Car are actually the same woman–she just has two jobs. HAVE–THREE JOB. Oh, three jobs. That's a lot, Mrs. Wong! (Racist name, by the way) —and, she's gone. No, i”m not. Get me off this planet. LIQUID STRANGER If you want. Enter: The Psychonauts His music had inspired the entire plot of Ascension… I could be gone from it, but not forgotten or lost; at some point it seemed as though everything I had written hadn't even belonged to me… Well, it was almost a thought process, in narrative form. Then what happens? This. This is the festival project. Why'd you get up? I felt I was being watched. Well, you're not. (But I was) hy·per·son·ic /ˌhīpərˈsänik/ Learn to pronounce adjective 1.relating to speeds of more than five times the speed of sound (Mach 5). 2.relating to sound frequencies above about a thousand million hertz. Now that I had nearly drifted off into an experience that was more in my body than out… She's–immune to ACID? In– SUPACREE throws DILLON FRANCIS out the window. Wait, what window. It–doesn't matter. DILLON FRANCIS [falling] YES IT DOES No, it doesn't. ((yes it does)) Oh–it does? [Everyone nods, especially DILLON FRANCIS, who seems to momentarily stop falling as if he's forgotten he ever was.] [Dillon Francis Nods] Well then… [He is suspended in mid air] Really high up. Oh My God. [He hits the ground, hard. Surprisingly, he does not splatter–and luckily, appears to have already been unconscious. In the darkness, upon impact.] RUN. Just then, I remembered who Ever was– who never was; The daughter I had thought up and then forgotten under everything i had become; The mumbling, stumbling drunken father I loved, only reminded me of the… And…it's gone. What! We can't add south park! That's too many plots! Well, you're practically Butters. I am– [BUTTERS] Mantequilla!!!!! MORE TEQUILA. Sacred Science: Ancient Egyptian “It Doesn't Matter” CC's new friend falls into an infinite loop, where SUPACREE flees for her life from superstardom and fame; He (Inwardly, also SUPACREE—) and his friend “Kiwi” relay a series of messages through several various futuristic intergalactic languages and advanced codes, which CC, operating newly as “Blū” and DJ Ū in her full creative persona, has learned to decode through music programming hypnosis, and ha developed a keen expertise in the studies of synaesthetics, and telekinesis. Oh. This is next level. It's multiple levels. Okay, heavy duty. I'll roll one. Oh. [Three overly attractive idealistic males enter The Vortex] Jesus Christ, Almighty. Oh. I told you, sit here. This is good. I needed that. — ‘I needed that.' Nothing happens without purpose or reason. What is “purpose”? What is “reason”? Oh, What's this *Daddy* Alright, I should get on with my day. No, stay seated. That's not fair. NO, watch it— Wait for it; Just wait. He—spoke BIRD. He was huge. Gigantic. THIS ISN'T HAPPENING. Don't be tall. I wasn't gonna! Oh, no, no, no. Everything was rock hard bodies and chest hair; The matted dreads of the friend beside me added adverse texture to the clean cut and very well-to-do-looking gentlemen who had against my will-to-wish, decidedly planted themselves parallel and just out of my line of sight, by peripheral—just so that to study them I had to sneak to peek at each of them, as within moments of spotting them all at once, as always, I could tell that each of them—with great respect, in their… “PALM/CC* MAAAAAAAAN— We waste time on SOOO much buuulllllshiiiiit! Oh, I get it. This is illuminati. You got it. —in their own unique sense and in the proper respective realms—they each had something to give, and to receive, to The Goddess, most recently hidden and writhing in sexless pain– Oh, My God. What's this around his neck. I don't know. Let's see here. Is it obsidian? HE SPEAKS BIRD. GO FOLLOW HIM. I just gushed. Don't be gross. Oh no, don't open your mouth. [The man begins to speak; he is oversexily foreign.] Oh My GOD. This dragon is going to destroy something! She's going to destroy EVERYTHING. That's what she does best! I had arguably never been so horny in my life, and nothing but the damage was being done, to my psyche and my subconscious ability to self destruct when super imposed upon. @terrazadelarquitecto She was wild, and wanted to know all there was to know to become and unleash the sprawling Goddess that had begun to take her Maiden form in the wash that was coming up into the shaken and awoke knowledge that was— they were all so perfect, Sacred Science: The king of pharaonic theocracy R.A.Schwaller De Lubicz There he is. Hey, there, sailor. What the fuck is THIS. How. Why be that large? Has it's benefits. Christ Almighty. Is that the one you want? Is it, then? Realizing I was being programmed to buy another something, I stopped myself from the influence of all that was around me, a playful gesture to indulge, by kindly rejecting the notion, in a push to finally move about my day; I was again becoming The Insomniac, or, whether or not I had known it all along, I always had been—which meant, in the suffering of losing my knack for writing anything and everything at any given time. I am a sitting duck. [Dillon Francis emerges from the water, gasping for every bit of breath.] Don't look at that. Mooh, my God. It's in color. Why is that—? Now What was *then*? Answer this question, No , Answer this Question: Okay. lol. _ here's this: What's this crappy place? Harsh. No, i'm serious. This is horrible. Okay, ouch. I mean it, this is bad. Where is this? Uh- Why are we here? This..is the bottom of my heart. This is gross. dang. Wait. so you're saying Yeah, get this They literally went—“within” Uhuh. To the bottom of his heart, literally— Yes, the inward infinite; The literal material externalization– The literal—yes. And she's like: “Ew” “Ew.” …Ew. [SECRET LIFE OF SUNNI BLU] I love the illuminati. Why would you say something like that? Look at this: What are those. They're not Crocs! Are they diamond encrusted? Indeed they are. Is that gold. Solid Gold, and Platinum; They're not plated. How would you even walk in those. I would not— Because you can't. I could, cause I'm man-strong — I just would not; Because it's ridiculous? Don't use that word around me. It is ridiculous! No, it's a synonym of ridiculous, because ridiculous doesn't exist—Anyway. Someone should put you to sleep. I've Michael Jackson'd Myself three times since I got famous—and you know what I got? It wasn't sleep! That's Off subject. Nothing's ‘on' subject. It's really *not* I love dudes in weird pants. Period. Still on the outside; Dead on the inside Inside out and On my head, Alone, my mind, along— But on my own ride A tribe of gypsies, With me, (or without me) Living out loudly, and badly But I was quite poorly, Or worried, but good on the core Wonder what's it all worth , with no surf and no certainties; copy + paste. ep -En Ūtero [Extended] 6:18 -hopskoch. -takitoo. 6:01 -43. -and then what? -Ū C'ESME'T Why are you walking me to my wild side? PETRUTHEIO Because it's my wild side. [beat] PETRUTHEIO (CONT'D) –What if I gave you all my love? C'ESME'T Why would I want that much love? PETRUTHEIO What if it wasn't that much? C'ESME'T Then why would I want it at all? He likes these games, ain't no heartbreak Raise the stakes No harm, no foul; It's an eye for an eye, and and ear for an ear, here She said “I live a fast life” He said, “I drive a fast car” but it wouldn't go far, no It wouldn't go far at all, now! I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just live out my life, I forget i'm an idol, I decided my mind is a diamond I'm higher than high now, Hey now, The Lord of the Flies Now I might need to file another reliable lie There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. I sometimes forget i'm famous enough to just Live it out, loud But I don't want to go, now! How about a round of applause— cause I like the sound of it Got a Dalmatian on the Greyhound What now? I'm finally proud of my Finally proud of my No, I'm just finally proud of me; Figure out how to be found There's another way to settle down, now Call it automatic, press repeat and need to eat But need to breathe again Can't keep secrets from the reaper, Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply Everything you need is simply green. Black background, green Plus sign (insomniac sweater) rarity. (purple) -Ū. mirissa g.pool “fucking mosquitoes.” I told you, you need Skrillex. And I told YOU to shut your dirty mouth, you hooker. Hookers get paid. Yeah, by Skrillex. –that's enough. I am the only one at my table; I am the only one on my team I been inside the box for so long, that if you let me out, I might scream I am the only crayon in the whole damn box I'm the only sand on my beach and I don't preach what I practice; But I practice what I preach Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah yeah oh oh hey Do you have a problem? Is it with me? Should I pray the Lord your soul to keep? Should I call the reaper? Or the state police? Is it martyrdom or suidice if they write a press release? SKRILLEX You looked like a deer in the headlights. SUPACREE Oh yeah? well, you looked like a bat on a windshield I'll give you ten thousand dollars if you can get that hat off her head. Are you serious? 15Gs if you can get it to touch the ground. SUPACREE we're playing a game i made up TIM We're playing a game *I* made up. SUPACREE I am you. TIM Now you've got it. I don't know what just happened— Okay— But this lady just saw down straight into my soul, where a ghost lives. You're a ghost? My soul's haunted!!! That is deep bro. …And he's got music. —So he's almost always gonna be alright And she's got—music; So she's almost-always gonna be alright. You can go ahead. It *is* funny. I don't like it. It's already hilarious. Where are we? Where *is* this? And you will *never* find me. We found you. Eyes on God. Oh My— WHAT. I'm *sorry* mom. Why are you looking at *ME*. ‘Cause I'm SORRY. Don't look at *ME* sorry. Wait. How many people can I be at once? All of them. No. Yes. Watch: [Watching.] …Watching… [Watching—gets knocked out.] Now. Now, you caught me in a bad spot; I'm getting off in dark spaces Come, come along now. Way beside, but along on my own, now. Tie your love down/ Tie your love down; Oh, Now all the way out of the way This is innosense, in a sense Go down to the shore, For the fun of it; Come now, you got to Tie down Tie down Tie down Dive down wide-eyed, Humbled with pride— While you're siding, Colliding with Idols, Confiding in no one, and residing nowhere— Nowhere to go, If they don't care ‘Who are you?' Now I'm getting caught in dark spaces; I'm getting off in a bad spot; Come, along now. Along, but way beside all on my own now In a sense, this is innocence Down, Tie Your love— Down Down, Tie your love, down All the way out of the way, Now— Oh! In a sense, this is innocence. I've got summer on my mind. ‘I take no part in the festival; if you look to kill me, I only ask that you do it quickly. ‘ What movie is this? This is ‘The Insomniac”. Oh, Okay well—what happens in it? CREE? SUPACREE. What are you DOING here? This is how I wrote The Legend of SUPACREE. I thought this was “The Insomniac”? This is how I wrote this, too. Wrote what? Just— Just. Keep. Writing. —And it doesn't stop for nothing. It really doesn't; it doesn't stop for anything. What is this. Audio. It's DJ Shit. ___ Bitch, what is your deal? I don't have one. Yes you DO. My soulmate made a deal with the devil;He sold the soul we share for success, wealth, and fame—but did not include love in the fine print. Watch this. What is this. It's a test. It's all a test. _ Open the map. I'm not gonna do that. I'm not playing. Are you insane? By standard definition? By any definition. I mean— [Some Mild Insanity.] I could be. INSOMNIAC. Who would do this. Who wrote this? Who's paying for this? Now that the stones that I Carried for The Luminaries had grown heavy, I could not carry them all at once, and at the same time was also in the process of getting smaller; So small that it would become difficult to carry one or more of the stones in my bosoms. Wow. Control your self. Wish I could. For some reason the whole world smelled like sex; There was nothing but bodies in the ripe perfection of the perfect paradisiacal air; Sunlight reflecting off of each and every thing thing that was under it..The days were long, and the nights were almost a blur, but I was less concerned with any one person or circumstance beyond my own well being for more than a fraction of the moment. But because I let it become funnier, all the while behaving as an omnipotent observer, it was unfolding quite beautifully, and very theatrically; I couldn't help but keep track of the movement around me, and how it related to my innermost reflections in this existence, seemingly everlasting. ‘--Now he's gonna cut the head off this bird, I guess.' Owh. This is beyond out of control. Unacceptable. The game hasn't started; the map isn't even open yet; Why are the refs making calls? You are OUT of BOUNDS. I'M NOT PLAYING. This is so far off the map. There's a secret passageway. They LEAKED. The MAP. All of a sudden, nothing bothered me. I was my own worst enemy, but now it seemed that I was magically washing away in my fears. Not far from freedom, I wasn't gone from the idea of what Love was, but was drawn towards a darker, more solitary cause. What is this story. I guess this is The Legend of Supacree. I'M NOT CURSED. I'm not SUPACREE. Fair. Fair. [Heavy Skrillexian Accent] FIAR!!! You're are Fired. I'm a- what? So I pulled these cards. Oh, woah, now. Drop this, here. I can't; Wow. Wow. Wow. Wooo00000wwwoooooowwwwwwWW. Do you know who you ARE? Do *you* know who I am? Oh, My God! I feel like that's an important factor. What the fuck is this show? go for the gold! I told you, the whole damn cast of; Sons of Anarchy; what on god. This all happened. *ecstatic* Ohhh Noooooo. [TIS + LEGEND OF SUPACREE + GERALD'S WORLD = ENTER THE MULTIVERSE / LEGENDS] key: live that long maybe it's not my place Maybe it's not my place to say, maybe It's not my place Maybe it's not my place, to say I'll just say grace, and clear my plate My patience [is] —- What the fuck. lol You know what? I like cake, you bitch!! Then eat some cake, you— [a death glare] —Overly-agressive person! I guess I'm just Suspiciously Capricious Kinda skittish when I'm in my kitchen scripting this in Yiddish, washing dishes in my menacingly hideous unmentionables spitting shit I didn't get to send to— …anybody interesting. #skrillex 3 Weeks Earlier… And of course, the first night I thought it either safe or warm enough to sleep entirely in the nude, the man next door somehow found it necessary to burst into my apartment, to which my lackluster and almost non-existent response became more alerting to me than the incident itself; I realized at that point, the amount of trauma I had sustained had created a nearly unexcitable individual, as I pondered the kind of reaction any ‘normal' woman might have had to that, something which may have seemed terribly frightening once upon a time, but was now, as anything else, merely comical. I had just finished what I considered to be the conclusion of ‘Season 3' of my Podcast series, still gaining an incomprehensible cult following, to which I questioned in curiosity, but none-the-less kept present, however awaiting karmic response, or some external universal backlash, as the season, which I posted all-at-once in an effort to regain some of my consciousness, as it seemed to have been ripped away in pieces– no longer belonging to myself, but a ghost that could neither decide whether it wanted to haunt or befriend me. In the early dawn, finally able to rest, I slipped into that of another vivid and astral projection of lucid dreaming–however, becoming increasingly sensitive to the notion of love, I chose not to record its happenings, only allowing the fondest of any memory I had kept from the dream sequence, a relief; as the connection I had received was both joyfully unexpected, and greatly needed. With only pending payments still pending for weeks and mere days left in the dwelling I inhabited, and almost nothing left–pennies, actually, by the American standard of conversion, I kept myself from weeping and only could depend on yet another intervention of Divinity to again rescue me, again–from this, a city which may have excited me in safety, but that I had grown to dislike increasingly, only having come with hopes of releasing The Festival Project internationally, however– with this rendition of The Electric Daisy approaching quickly within the week, my sanity became wavering under the notion that EDD had any humanity, as they had seemingly used me as some sort of experimentation, dangling the money I so desperately needed like a carrot in front of me–randomly allowing payments in my greatest moments of desperation and disparity. This disparity, however, would leave me stranded in a hostile 3rd world country. The Legend of SUPACREE I'm functioning at low capacity, I haven't eaten When I sleep, I hardly dream Or remember where I've been in Astral projections; This circle of protection, A perfection of reflected projections Of the vision, Created in our image; Imagine, Making television— I had to write a film about it Now I just remembered, I have albums, the advantage I want him, but can't have him Above average handsome man// All I am is an obsessive fan without a family Have a plan, But nothing left to stand for I'm just buried in the sand, And asking if the seagull might just hold my hand Damn I'm so damaged Damn A dine and dash sounds nice, I can't— I'm showing tracks I feel like trash, But haven't half the magic left I had inside my hands Damn After all that I just feel fat Maybe a can of cannellini beans, In place of meat Maybe a salad in a bag Can I afford that? Yeah, but then it's back to Jimmy Fallon Damn Damn My karma came back fast I left the man with Jimmy Fallon, I'm not worth ⅓ the bag of Pretzels that I smashed Inside the can of rancheros, That fell out as I ran A random act Of patriotism, Dressed up in a sinful Leather dress, And a dad hat The House Nigga caught me red handed: I told him I was hungry, then just left it [red light camera] Man. I just saw the flash Ask Uncle Sam if I can have my land back But I'd have to move my mask, And haven't been vaccinated; So I can't… Pass, Beyond the border or internationals At that, I text my fake ass friends a snap Of half of someone's head, He's sitting in first class, And can probably afford to check a bag, But all I have is my back pack And I'm certain under a black mask Is the man who backmasked tracks, And blasted from the past With ashes grey to match His privileged rich pajama, with the slacks He bounces back, And asks a fan to— “Gimmie your hat” And just like magic, she passes it. Wait, I'm actually passing, yeah? Who's actual class is this? Pasqualle's a proud headmaster, And a Bampheramph, The Captain dances in his honor I put on my cap and gown, But can't go on, and can't believe I'm being honored Valedictorian Kandi Accomplished PLUR Police and Motherfucker OG Raver Graduate, I'm still glowing up from all the love I got when coming up from under, Or something; I had to lose my temper Followed one and then another, And I wonder what was up When it was over I'm just a lover; But I never found The One, Now I'm not gonna I'm too busy seeking out producers, to compete with Got computer, complete with Ableton Don't mind me, I'm just writing all this out instead of sorting through the Dillon and the Sonny or the anyone I've ever loved just listening And listening And singing, writing, dancing; I was born inside the box, And I still haven't started living Change my name to Sunnï Daisy Raiin, I go insane in pain Just sorting me through all these possibilities inside my brain Yes, I guess I've changed LA made me everything I hate about myself And so I'm changing I don't want anything I need Just take this apathy and envy, gluttony and greed, I guess I'll serve the PLUR Police, Until I find the peace the city needs So I can sleep in it— And I can finish writing my goodbye to everyone I love; Including me— I can't be S U P A C R E E, She's just a vigilante alien, a superpowered something Who should be mixing, But she's busy writing this. What is it? It's...A Saga. A Saga of What. Just—a saga. Oh, My God. No, I'm not— This is a lot. Look I promised. Promised what. This fucking Saga. Saga for What?! Everybody else is drunk and on drugs; I'm keeping the records of history that's lost. [meanwhile, lost in the sauce] LLLAAAALLAAKANSJSKahajajaaqwqwwewwAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! Oh. I see. It's a lot. Ah. Carry on. Lost your shine? Lost my Skrillex! You miss it? Do I Miss—? … You know what? What. Fuck you, dude. ...no can do. [later] Are we relaxed? What is this? I need it. You fucked up. This isn't right. No, it isn't. — BLACKOUT. What happened here? Are we rolling? Cut to commercial. — Are you serious? I'm so serious!!! She's so serious. CUT TO: Grocery Store, Day [over the store radio] She's a maniac, maniac on the floor!! What is she DOING? What are you doing? I'm doing me, bitch. And she's dancing like she never has before. —cut to rave— ***WUBZ*** Who is this? I'm on my own tonight. Is she drinking?!? THATS NOT FAIR! Oh, Sweet Jesus! —regular Jesus: [to sweet Jesus] aha! It's you this time. Sweet Jesus: fuck, no fair. THIS ISN'T SKRILLEX. Sweet Baby Jesus. Sweet Jesus: (relieved) YES. Regular Jesus: Oh, you're saved. Nice. [Passes baby Jesus to Sweet Jesus, then footballing the infant into the outer realms, dusting his hands off and flexing.] Send the Messiah. Wait, which one? Yeah, whose Messiah? CUT BACK TO: ‘the rave' ...Who's baby is this? Woah, cool baby. I respect that. [The third raver simply lifts his diffraction glasses, astonished by the bedazzling baby Jesus's vibe.] Wait, Baby Jesus is bedazzled? MAYBE: CUT TO: A flash of the alternate dimension, where indeed baby Jesus is Bedazzled.] Cut back to: No, his vibe. Is he sparkling? It's his aura. Oh. Pfft. Lol. Okay. —- First of all, I've never had this many black friends before. .. Oh, my God… I am alarmed. She's so stupid… Actually, just ugly—! Eyyy. Woahhh! But now I'm— You're a fan. Hey—I ate a fan for breakfast—okay?! Literally. OKAY. Ew, gross. Just kill me. [without hesitation] HANZEL No—Ze Rulez. [Lowers Rave Weapon] __ I'm highly allergic— —Don't need Skrillex. Brought my own! — [stabs self] What is that? Oh shit, it's the EPI(c)PEN OH SHIT. Nice. It also writes. After the stab? Usually after, yes. You, have to. Oh, yeah, huh? No, you actually have to stab yourself first with it—or else it won't write. — Anyway—what were you trying to write? ...fuck, I forgot. Good job, Sonny. ___ Take me back! You wanted this. I wanted NOTHING. You got there! Agh!! Then when you did, you wanted to leave. There's no music. It's literally NOTHING. Except Jimmy Fallon. WHAT?! Since when?! What? Since literally ever. What?! No way. Let me see. Let me see. Oh my—WOAH. Let me see. Nothing is something! Unh-uh bro! What the— IT IS JIMMY FALLON. There will be Hell to pay!!!! Hell?! To pay?! Hah, yeah, right— You expect Satan to pay, dad—? He doesn't have any money—he just keeps making shit up and then making people give it to him for nothing. ...for nothing…? Yeah, literally nothing. The people that worship him go there instead of here or hell when they die. That's terrible. Yeah, and then when he gets it he keeps spending it on useless shit. He is a useless shit. He's nothing. I have to h/save my kid. // Alternately: I have to shave my kid! Lol. Okay, then. — It is terrible. Explain Jimmy— (((Jimmy Fallon has a galaxy…))) Raven Simone—*ahem* ((Incase Raven summons Raven Symons)) —-AHEM RAVEN SYMONE)) Don't forget the— RAVEN SYMONÉ. Which Jimmy—dead Jimmy or live Jimmy? Like, Jimmy Fally? Jimmy Fallon Live, Jimmy. Is this why—- JIMMY FALLON shhhhh shhhh—-!!!! they poured the pennies? Ah yeah, the last dollar… Westwood trees have good memories… What?? She can see dead people?! SO—Maybe—-maybe she can see Ricky!!!! WESTWOOOD, CALIFORNIA, 199? PASQUALE ROTELLA is a dashing young man; he and his friends are gathered, en route to a secret location. Pasquale, please— Come on, Ricky—can you tell me where we're going with these Daisies strapped to our knees????? —- There's that. Doompy Poomp Doompy* Poomp again I don't know what it's doing . ...He just does whatever he wants…
Surprise, it's a bonus episode! We are bringing you the best of last week's Get On Up! W/ James and Renee (Can I pet Your dog) the new live daily morning show. We chat about The Royal Family and their ill timed tour of Jamaica, the Bahamas, and Belize, it did not go as planned as they were met with protests and backlash. People have had it with their colonizers! Childhood stars Selena Gomez and Raven Simone still have a good head on their shoulders from being off social media for so long. Does this mean we'd all be better without it? Are we all addicted? Then it's time to play This or That as James takes us through a multiverse journey and what would we do if your significant other's parents meddled in your relationship? And we play a game where you decide if Jared Leto, and Alexander Sarsguard, in their latest scenarios are wildin' or workin' it! Lastly, it's JAM You Lyin! A true false game to test how well you know the Avengers. REFERENCE LINKS: The Royals:https://www.newsweek.com/prince-william-kate-middleton-tour-crisis-raises-stakes-royal-caribbean-visit-edward-sophie-1694982https://www.express.co.uk/news/royal/1591876/kate-middleton-prince-william-caribbean-royal-tour-feeling-remorse-vn Minority Korner on YouTube: https://bit.ly/2JsXEuuCONTACT USTwitter: @minoritykornerEmail: minoritykorner@gmail.comIG: @minoritykornerHost/Producer: James Arthur M: TW: @JamesArthur_M, IG: @JamesArthur
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The guys discuss the death knell of so many 70's and 80's era sitcoms... the introduction of "the cute kid." From the gold standard of Cousin Oliver on The Brady Bunch, to the introduction of Raven Simone on The Cosby Show, when this happened, the end of the series soon followed. Can you think of other examples? You'd better believe that Jeff can! www.rockysealemusic.com --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/rocky-seale/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/rocky-seale/support
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Join us this week to discuss the first season of Senyuu. Follow the hero #45 on his quest to stop the demon king from destroying his kingdom, in the most trope filled show yet. Experience the epic team up of our hero, an innocent little girl, Chris Hansen, Dominic Toretto, Raven Simone, and a pervy cat. If that didn't tell you already... this one is only 5% serious. Talking Points: Chris Hansen's Secret Intentions, It's All About Family, The Shortle, Naruto's Final Running Form Theme: Down With The King by Good Kid
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Been absent trying to shake back from covid but yaw know Untee had to give you at least one session before you start the new week! Nick Cannon tries to make an excuse for his slanging dang a lang juice everywhere!!!!! Robin from batman is bisexual? Raven Simone thought we'd give a damn about her marrying a white woman!!! lmaoooooofffffff! Britney Spears' dad steps down from his conservatorship!!! American Idol 's Syesha Mercado Loses Custody of Newborn Baby Months After Son Is Taken Away! FIRE DR. SALLY SMITH! --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/kiddypinkradio/message
Tim and Janet breakdown the latest on the PS5 Beta update, Halo's Technical Preview, Kena's delay, and more trash from Activision Blizzard. Time Stamps - 00:00:00 - Start 00:01:34 - Housekeeping A new Gamescast is up right now featuring Raven Simone aka Bobdunga. We talk all about lost games media and how she was able to recover a lost Mean Girls DS game. That episode is live right now on Youtube.com/KindaFunnyGames and on podcast services. A new KFP w/ Jirard the Completionist AFter this at 11AM on Twitch..tv/core or hosted here on Kinda Funny Core Multiverse Games with Greg Bless and Mike. Competing with Austin, Altano, Scoville, Bruce, Lawrence Today at noon we're reacting to that Annapurna Interactive Showcase, will we get more 12 minutes? Stray? Solar Ash? Tune in tomorrow to Twitch.tv/KindaFunnyGames to see our reactions. The Roper Report - 00:03:50 - Playdate PSAPlaydate PSA 00:06:47 - PS5 System Update Beta Adds 3D Audio for TV Speakers, Trophy Tracking, and More (Jared Moore at IGN) 00:25:30 - Kena: Bridge of Spirits Delayed until September 21st (Emberlab's Twitter) 00:26:50 -The Ascent Reviews Are In 00:28:50 - Ad 00:32:08 - Halo Technical Preview Details (Halo Waypoint.com) 00:40:48 - Inside Blizzard Developers' Infamous Bill ‘Cosby Suite'Booze, sexual remarks, and a giant portrait of Cosby are all at the center of Activision lawsuit (Ethan Gach at Kotaku) 00:52:30 - New Halloween Items Added In Latest Animal Crossing: New Horizons Update In Surprise Appearance (Justin at Animal Crossing World.com) 00:56:30 - Out today 00:58:05 - You‘re Wrong Tomorrow's Hosts: Greg and Blessing
Blessing and Tim discuss PlayStation 5 and Xbox having their fastest selling console numbers, more updates on Activision Blizzard, and more! Time Stamps - 00:00:00 - Start 00:04:08 - Housekeeping A new Gamescast is up right now featuring Raven Simone aka Bobdunga. We talk all about lost games media and how she was able to recover a lost Mean Girls DS game. That episode is live right now on Youtube.com/KindaFunnyGames and on podcast services. Tomorrow at noon we're reacting to that Annapurna Interactive Showcase, will we get more 12 minutes? Stray? Solar Ash? Tune in tomorrow to Twitch.tv/KindaFunnyGames to see our reactions. Thank you to our Patreon Producers: Donavan Harkness & Black Jack The Roper Report - 00:06:07 - PS5 has hit 10 million units sold - Christopher Dring @ GiBiz 00:14:50 - The Console sales success stories continue: Xbox Series X/S are Microsoft's ‘fastest selling consoles ever' - Tom Ivan @ VGC 00:22:30 - A new AAA studio has been formed by Last of Us and Call of Duty devs - Joe Skrebels @ IGN 00:32:05 - Ad 00:35:15 - We've got a few more updates on the Activision Blizzard saga Let's start with a statement from Bobby Kotick - Ian Walker @ Kotaku 00:45:26 - Blue Box is back on their bullshit 00:50:20 - Lady Gaga was supposed to come out of a Mario Warp Pipe at the Olympics - Liana Ruppert @ GameInformer 00:53:00 - Out today 00:58:50 - You‘re Wrong Tomorrow's Hosts:Greg and Tim
Go to http://betterhelp.com/kindafunny to take care of yourself. Visit http://hbom.ax/kindafunny to get HBO Max today! Go to http://gabi.com/kindafunny to put your policy to the test! Go to http://freshly.com/kinda to get $40 off your first 2 orders! Raven Simone AKA Bobdunga joins us to talk GTA 5, Crash Bandicoot 4, Idol Manager, and her hunt for discovering and recovering lost games media. Follow Raven at https://twitter.com/bobdunga92 Time Stamps: 00:00:00 - Start 00:03:13 - Housekeeping 00:04:40 - GTA V 00:23:04 - Idol Manager 00:34:50 - Crash Bandicoot 4 00:40:00 - Marvel Future Revolution 00:49:00 - Ads 00:51:46 - Bobdunga's Lost Media Series Follow The Kinda Funny Team On Twitter: Greg Miller: https://twitter.com/GameOverGreggy Tim Gettys: https://twitter.com/TimGettys Blessing Adeoye: https://twitter.com/BlessingJr Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Go to http://betterhelp.com/kindafunny to take care of yourself. Visit http://hbom.ax/kindafunny to get HBO Max today! Go to http://gabi.com/kindafunny to put your policy to the test! Go to http://freshly.com/kinda to get $40 off your first 2 orders! Raven Simone AKA Bobdunga joins us to talk GTA 5, Crash Bandicoot 4, Idol Manager, and her hunt for discovering and recovering lost games media. Follow Raven at https://twitter.com/bobdunga92 Time Stamps: 00:00:00 - Start 00:03:13 - Housekeeping 00:04:40 - GTA V 00:23:04 - Idol Manager 00:34:50 - Crash Bandicoot 4 00:40:00 - Marvel Future Revolution 00:49:00 - Ads 00:51:46 - Bobdunga's Lost Media Series Follow The Kinda Funny Team On Twitter: Greg Miller: https://twitter.com/GameOverGreggy Tim Gettys: https://twitter.com/TimGettys Blessing Adeoye: https://twitter.com/BlessingJr
Go to http://betterhelp.com/kindafunny to take care of yourself. Visit http://hbom.ax/kindafunny to get HBO Max today! Go to http://gabi.com/kindafunny to put your policy to the test! Go to http://freshly.com/kinda to get $40 off your first 2 orders! Raven Simone AKA Bobdunga joins us to talk GTA 5, Crash Bandicoot 4, Idol Manager, and her hunt for discovering and recovering lost games media. Follow Raven at https://twitter.com/bobdunga92 Time Stamps: 00:00:00 - Start 00:03:13 - Housekeeping 00:04:40 - GTA V 00:23:04 - Idol Manager 00:34:50 - Crash Bandicoot 4 00:40:00 - Marvel Future Revolution 00:49:00 - Ads 00:51:46 - Bobdunga's Lost Media Series Follow The Kinda Funny Team On Twitter: Greg Miller: https://twitter.com/GameOverGreggy Tim Gettys: https://twitter.com/TimGettys Blessing Adeoye: https://twitter.com/BlessingJr Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
Go to http://betterhelp.com/kindafunny to take care of yourself. Visit http://hbom.ax/kindafunny to get HBO Max today! Go to http://gabi.com/kindafunny to put your policy to the test! Go to http://freshly.com/kinda to get $40 off your first 2 orders! Raven Simone AKA Bobdunga joins us to talk GTA 5, Crash Bandicoot 4, Idol Manager, and her hunt for discovering and recovering lost games media. Follow Raven at https://twitter.com/bobdunga92 Time Stamps: 00:00:00 - Start 00:03:13 - Housekeeping 00:04:40 - GTA V 00:23:04 - Idol Manager 00:34:50 - Crash Bandicoot 4 00:40:00 - Marvel Future Revolution 00:49:00 - Ads 00:51:46 - Bobdunga's Lost Media Series Follow The Kinda Funny Team On Twitter: Greg Miller: https://twitter.com/GameOverGreggy Tim Gettys: https://twitter.com/TimGettys Blessing Adeoye: https://twitter.com/BlessingJr Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
In today’s episode we sit down with brothers, Jacobie and Joshua Bluhm. Each one well accomplished dancers in their own right, but together create a dynamic and energetic duo. We kick off the episode with the correct pronunciation of Bluhm and Michelle gets gold stars. The brothers talk to us about their individual dance journeys and how they eventually melded together. They share their unbreakable bond of being brothers, best friends, and dancing together. We get an in depth and candid perspective on their dance camp experience and getting a voicemail that changed the path for Jacobie’s dance journey in the best way. Joshua then shares his dance journey and shares his thoughts on working with Disney’s Raven Simone. We have a serendipitous moment during the episode when we realize that we were at the same Showstoppers Dance Competition in 2016. The brothers share how the pandemic has affected their team and rehearsals. We challenge the brothers to describe each others’ dance styles and we have one of the funnest Rapid Fire rounds this season! The brothers reveal a fun fact about their grandfather and Motown and like with most of our previous guests, we talk Anime! We wrap the episode with Jacobie and Joshua’s views on what’s good in the dance community. In this episode, we explore: 00:30 Introduction02:55 How do you pronounce Bluhm?04:36 Gold star system05:18 The Bluhm brothers’ dance journeys13:15 Brothers and best friends20:02 The dance camp experience28:42 A life changing voicemail32:47 The Johnsonville Sausage Commercial44:33 Showstoppers Dance Competition: We were there at the same time?!1:05:01 Project Minor and the impact of the pandemic1:15:55 Describing each others’ dance styles1:20:44 Rapid Fire1:31:56 Anime! 1:38:29 What’s good in the dance community?1:51: 20 Closing remarksThis episode’s guest: Follow Project Minor on InstagramIf You Do - Josh Oh Okay - Bluhm BrosPlay Fight Special thanks to: -Jane Banares for creating our Co-Lab Podcast artwork Music by Sam Stan - Das Boo - https://thmatc.co/?l=997FC418Music by SkeetOnTheBeat - Late Night - https://thmatc.co/?l=E76B5749Catch up on all the Co-Lab Podcast episodes here!The conversation continues over on Instagram and TikTokHave a guest suggestion or just want to say hello? Drop us a line at hello@co-labpodcast.com Sign up for exclusive updates and subscribe to our Newsletter
Raven Simone takes us down the research rabbit hole she fell into while making her video The Girl Games Of Lost Media - Documentary. With few clues to follow, she started researching the Mean Girls game, but soon found herself chasing down info on Clueless and Pretty in Pink as well, discovering that research can often take you in unexpected directions. Frank, Kelsey, and Raven bond over how satisfying and thrilling it feels hunting down the treasures of lost media, the anguish of knowing how much data we've already lost due to a lack of preservation, and how you always seem to get new information as soon as you ‘close the book' on your project. See more from Raven Simone: YouTube: /Bobdunga92 Twitch: /bobdunga Twitter: @bobdunga92 Instagram: @bobdunga92 The Video Game History Hour music is Blippy Trance by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) Licensed under Creative Commons: By Attribution 4.0 License: http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/
Shantell Richardson is the co-founder of Trim Knowtions, LLC, a premiere agency providing consultation for designers seeking the best resources in exceptional fashion trim. Shantell's fashion industry experiences are vast from having once overseen many factories in India to consulting designer brands on luxury European textiles. These experiences have inspired her to once again see NYC as the center of fashion innovation. Shantell studied at the Fashion Institute of Technology and holds a B.A. in English and Spanish from Tufts University. She began her fashion career as a stylist and assistant designer at Nika NY where she later became their production manager which found her at their production facility in India for six months. In 2009 Shantell launched her own line, Shauntele (Shaun-tele). She was featured in NY Fashion week 4 years straight styling celebrities such as Raven Simone while simultaneously working full time at a NYC based trim company. This lead to the launch of her own trim company as the co-founder of Trim Knowtions in 2015. She's helped generate over 2 million dollars in revenue since its inception and has some of the best fashion brands as her clients. http://www.trimknowtions.com/ https://shauntele.com/ Musical selection: "I Hope" by The Resistance Revival Chorus from their new album This Joy. #trimknowtions #choate #fashion #advocacy #46 #outofthebox #resistancerevivalchorus #dataanalytics #blackexcellence #blackownedbusiness #blackhistorymonth #bmt4blm --- Send in a voice message: https://anchor.fm/bemoretoday/message Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/bemoretoday/support
7-time Emmy nominated producer Bruce Rand Berman sits down with studio teacher Sharon Sacks who just wrapped up 11 seasons on the hit TV series, Modern Family. Get the insiders' scoop on what being a studio teacher is really all about, what someone who might be considering it would have to do to break in......and hear Sharon's own Hollywood story as she talks about her career, her life and all the different projects she's worked on.
Pee-ew! This book stinks! But that doesn't mean we don't have a blast discussing it. Paul and Chad are joined by nostalgia historian Raven Simone (aka @Bobdunga92) to cover this tale of hidden basement tombs, the time traveling power of smoke bombs, and why being a vampire is better than human reality. Enjoy! OFF TOPICS: The deep lore of Talespin X The Jungle Book, Beyblade Assassins, and Leg-Arm Beast Humans. Actual book discussion begins at 11:40. Check out Raven's YT channel at youtube.com/Bobdunga92 You can support the show, get access to bonus episodes, vote on titles, and more at patreon.com/goosebuds Dress your skeleton with Goosebuds apparel at goosebuds.store Want to contact us? goosebuds@gmail.com Edited by Kevin Cole (@RealKevinCole) Original music by Seth Earnest (sethearnest.net) goosebudspod.com
In this episode we are joined by Youtuber, Founder of Watch me Fitness, and college friend Raven Simone to discuss her recent Brazilian Butt lift surgery. MLP Ep 22 || Cosmetic Surgery W/ Raven SimoneRaven's YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCC6AvlxWwAiiwqDYn9VH8QgLike, Share, Subscribe, and COMMENT!!!Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/c/ModernLuxuriesPodcastApple podcast: https://podcasts.apple.com/us/podcast/modern-luxuries-podcast/id1516874682Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/show/2WzDXEIQZ3WNzisMubjTniGoogle podcast: https://podcasts.google.com/feed/aHR0cHM6Ly9mZWVkcy5idXp6c3Byb3V0LmNvbS8xMTM5MjY3LnJzcw==iHeartRadio: https://www.iheart.com/podcast/269-modern-luxuries-podcast-65255545/SPONSOR: kammeravenue.com15% OFF YOUR NEXT CIGAR ORDER!!!!!!!!!PROMO CODE: MLPodcastSPONSOR: https://www.lingerieindulgence.com/10% OFF YOUR NEXT ORDER!!!PROMO CODE: MLPodcast___________________________________________________________________________Follow our social medias!!!Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/modernluxuriespodcast/Twitter: https://twitter.com/RealMLpodcastFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/ModernluxuriespodcastDarion Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/_therealspoon/Darion Twitter: https://twitter.com/_therealspoon/Guest Host Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/theeravensimone/
Listen in as we interview the Disney Channel's Raven Symoné and Miranda May (Raven's Bunk'd About), Izabela Rose and Siena Agudong (Upside Down Magic), Ariel Martin, Trevor Tordjman, Phil Wright (Fam Jam), Marjane Satrapi (Director, Radioactive), Art Bell (Founder, Comedy Central) and review Rebuilding Paradise. Host Zoe C. is joined by KF! Critics Nathalia, Benjamin and Calista. Before you spend your hard earned dollars at the movies, be sure to listen to what our youth reporters have to say.
Listen in as we interview the Disney Channel's Raven Symoné and Miranda May (Raven’s Bunk’d About), Izabela Rose and Siena Agudong (Upside Down Magic), Ariel Martin, Trevor Tordjman, Phil Wright (Fam Jam), Marjane Satrapi (Director, Radioactive), Art Bell (Founder, Comedy Central) and review Rebuilding Paradise. Host Zoe C. is joined by KF! Critics Nathalia, Benjamin and Calista. Before you spend your hard earned dollars at the movies, be sure to listen to what our youth reporters have to say.
Join host @iamissen as he chats about Kanye West and the Birthday Party meltdown that broke the internet, Kim Kardashian releases a statement for everyone wondering why she can't "control" her husband, Onika Minaj shows off her baby bump with husband Kenneth Petty, Raven Simone talks reboot and George Floyd's killer Derek Chauvin and his wife Kellie are in trouble with the tax man and are facing 9 felonies. TURN it up and lean in while I spill the damn tea honey! Follow the @gimmethetea on Instagram Follow the @gimmethetea on Instagram www.thetea.net Sponsors MarketingMadeEasier.net
Adult film star Ron Jeremy charged with four counts of sexual assault also in the news bill Cosby is granted his appeal for his sexual assault case. Y'all President back at it again. Raven Simone gets married and other juicy gossip. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/conversational-piece/support
First of rest in peace to some legendary figures, Jerry Stiller, Betty Wright, Little Richard, and Andre Harrell. Common’s #WeMatterToo push is also in the convo. This episode gets real as the guys cover the recent deaths of black men at the hand of police and corny vigilantes. Raven Simone still ain't touch that Cosby show money?! Ballin'! Petty Time in this episode is real spicy too.Tune in! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
This week, in current events, I discuss Rihanna's extremely generous donations to Coronavirus relief efforts. Drake shares adorable first photos of his son Adonis and Kiely Williams is back at it again discussing her fallout with Adrienna Bailon-Haughton and fight with Raven Simone. This week, I decided to just do a positive rant, sending out much love in regard to coronavirus.
You've worked hard, now play hard! Listen to the show and let us know what you think about it. Like us! Subscribe to us! Share a thought with us! Have a topic idea? Want to be a guest? Know a great guest? Want to come hang out when we record? You can! Just reach out to us after listening to the show and let us know what's on your mind. What the Shit? Eric Swalwell rage farted at Chris Mathews on MSNBC during a Trump rant or something. Or was he framed? Who knows for sure - all we know is that farts are still funny and we are grown-ass adults. We dissect celebrity donations to the Presidential campaigns, and it is both incredibly upsetting and super cliche. C'mon Tom Hanks! Raven Simone! We don't care what you do, anyone listed under Trump, because we don't know who you are and we'd like to keep it that way. Stay sub-par! ScarJo gets a special mention because really, what the shit? Do we forgive her? Does she remain awful? When is she off restriction, anyway? Are You Ok, Boomer? We all share some thoughts on whether you actually are, but don't be mad! We originally did it behind your back like a normal flock of Seattlites. We just forgot we were recording a podcast, like a normal flock of Seattleites. So listen to the whole thing, or you won't know why you should be offended. Big News Breakdown! The OG Four are in the house for the Big News Breakdown! Congrats, Jesus! Our friend Jamil Suleman, whom you may know as Seattle Jesus, won a big opportunity at the Seattle Film Summit for his work! We Do Too Have Friends We co-hosted a rally called Block Amazon's Bid on Biden: Abolish ICE, Save the Planet! With some of our MOST favorite community leaders, like Seattle DSA, Kshama Sawant, the Shaun Scott campaign, Transit Riders Union, La Resistencia, and Maru Mora, Extinction Rebellion, Mazaska Talks, Natives for Bernie Sanders, and us, the Better Left Network! We united in solidarity protest Joe Biden coming to Seattle for a private fundraiser hosted by Amazon's General Counsel and Vice President. Troy Helped at Congress Camp! As a volunteer for Brand New Congress, I got to help with this year's Summit planning! The Brand New Congress Summit hosted nearly 80 people made up of Congressional campaign teams, candidates, and Brand New Congress volunteers over the course of two days - we call it Congress Camp, and it is incredible! Learn more about the BNC here: https://brandnewcongress.org/ Follow them on Facebook here: https://www.facebook.com/brandnewcongress/ And their twitter here: https://twitter.com/BrandNew535 The Palette Cleanser! What Harry Potter house are you? Let's get this sorted. Join Corn, Troy, Nicollete, and Washington State Congressional candidate Peter Khalil! Join the BLN team! We like cool people and having fun, long walks on the beach and making fun of Egan Orion. Do you? Because he's big mad. Send a note to Hello@BetterLeft.Net and let us know what you think. Intro Artist: Garmische Title: They Seem to Be Intelligent License: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0/ Promoted by: https://www.tribeofnoise.com/viewMusic.php?fileID=43455 Adaptation: Reduced length to fit intro, adjusted audio levels Outro: Artist: Bruckenbauer Song: Who's Been Telling License: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/ Promoted by:https://www.tribeofnoise.com/viewMusic.php?fileID=37625 Adaptations: Adjusted audio levels Palate Cleanser Segue Artist: Jon Kennedy Song: Air Force One License: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/ Promoted by: https://www.tribeofnoise.com/viewMusic.php?fileID=36996 Adaptation: Reduced length to fit intro, adjusted audio levels Big News Breakdown Sound Artist: Mansardian Title: News End Signature.Wave License: https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0/ Promoted by: https://freesound.org/people/mansardian/sounds/61322/
You got me walkin side to side because CHIVALRY is DEAD! That’s right people it’s PART 3 THIS B*TCH ARIANA GRANDE! Court is trying to be Rihanna, Wil is about to step on a neck and Leif is werkin too much! The heteros strike again!! Let’s cut the CHIT CHAT because our guest today is a LEGEND. The one and only TRACEY CARNAZZO joins us!! Tracey is Ari’s red hair because she’s simply BROKEN. It’s all a big MOOD! BRITNEY said it best when she just SHAVED her head people! It’s a wild episode so buckle up and get ready to fist fight your grandma (the one with the great A$$)! We discuss Ariana’s influences from Mariah to Rachel Dolezal... she’s black l’m black we’re all BLACK! I’ve got Raven Simone’s DNA swab! PLUS! How long are you REALLY gonna wait for Kid Rock to finish smoking crack? Tracy and Leif scissor and which one of us cut our own Hannah Montana bangs?! It was back when Fyre fest was just a twinkle in Ja’s eye!! From Total Ariana Live to 106 and we haven’t gotten there yet this Ep is one of our best! Miss Grande’s strong POV, forgetting what she recorded and a 9/11 sunglass story that will make you weep! Tracey finishes this one off by laying out the Ariana and Pete TEA so you MUST LISTEN TO THIS EP! THEN RATE! REVIEW! FOLLOW! REPOST! SUBSCRIBE! VISIT www.narcisistas.com and make some NOISE if you left prom to blow a guy to ~*fOoLiSh!*~
Bill Cosby the woman slayer, Raven Simone tries to save her own life by saying she isn’t black. Ray Rice, and how fine his mother-in-law is, the crew talk about how they feel about no indictments coming down in the Garner, and Brown cases. Mix by @DJ_Econic SOW : Marc Mac “I Am A Human Being”, “Tricknowlogy”
If you start listening to this episode and get excited by the prospect of a high budget reboot of the Disney Channel Original Movie, Halloweentown, I'm sorry to say we pull the rug out on that idea. Instead, Houston forces his will and we celebrate this incredibly spooky Halloween season by giving you one of the biggest frights of all: Another Harry Potter spinoff movie, but this time starring Disney Channel stars. But let's be real, seeing Actual-Cannibal Shia Labeouf in a movie can save any franchise. Spoilers: None Featured Movie: The Monster Book of Monsters Inspired by: Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them/Halloweentown Directed by: David Yates Starring: Zac Efron, Shia Lebouf, Selina Gomez, Raven Simone, and Vin Disel Tagline: Family. It's a good thing. Family.
06/22/2018Episode 3The Entertainment industry has gone political. Comedy isn't funny anymore. It really chafes my backside, too. I just want to be entertained. I don't care what 'Lil Wayne thinks about the valuation of the Euro. I don't care what Ben Rothlisberger thinks about sanctuary cities. Shut up and play football. I delve into all of this and more in today's podcast.Here's the list of Celebrities who promised to move if Trump was elected 18 months. I think they have had time to find houses and get packed. I included their Twitter handles (no one uses email anymore) if you would like to drop them a line and see how their moves are coming along.Bryan Cranston @BryanCranstonSamuel L Jackson @SamuelLJAcksonLena Dunham @lenaDunhamNeve Campbell @therealneveCher @CherMiley Cyrus @mileyCyrusBarbara Streisand @BarbaraStreisandNe-Yo @neyocompoundAmy Schumer @amyschumerChelsea Handler @chelseahandlerJon Stewart @jonstewartshowWhoopie Goldberg @WhoopieGoldbergKeegan-Michael Key @keeganmKeyGeorge Lopez @georgelopezRuth Bader Ginsberg @scotusginsburgAl Sharpton @TheRevAlSnoop Dog @SnoopDoggSienna Miller @ItsSiennaMillerBarry Diller @BarryDiller1942Kathryn Hahn @_KathrynHahnEddie Griffin @EddieGriffinComJurnee Smollet-Bell @JurneeSmolletRaven Simone @ravensymoneRosie O'Donnell @RosieMichelle Branch @michellebranchSpike Lee @40AcresBrooklynStephen King @StevenKingChloe Sevigny @officialChloeSElisabeth Moss @ElisabethMoss7if you want to follow me on Twitter, you can find me at @AngryEricWhite or email me at AngryEricWhite@gmx.com
On this episode we discuss Quincy Jones' Vulture interview, Dodge Ram's Super Bowl Commercial featuring Dr. Martin Luther King, a NYC high school bans a Malcolm X jacket, Raven Simone angers Black America yet again, Justin Timberlake's new album and halftime performance, new television shows like The Chi, anticipation of Atlanta season2, The Deuce, new music from Lil Wayne and Kendrick Lamar and more!!! DJ Playboy, Miss Perfect Touch, & Keef present The Perfect Talk Podcast. Three unique perspectives on music, politics, movies, sports & popular culture. follow on instagram: @perfecttalkradio @meandmy_35 @pliccapeezy @ayonish
Super Bowl Talk, Dodge Conterversy w/MLK voice, Maine Muzik speaks on Racism & Blacks not standing up for themselves, Faizon Love hating on Dave Chappelle? Monique calls out Oprah AGAIN, Raven Simone comments, Cardi B calls jacket flue and gets threats from Crips, Floyd hinting at mma fight, IG chicks of the week.......
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Ever wondered whether Raven Simone from That So Raven is a Demiguise in disguise? No, just us? How about whether Obscurials are aware of their actions, or what the rules are for the favourite American wizarding pastime, Quodpot? If you answered yes to any of the above questions, check out this exciting new episode of Flipendo! If you only understood about 10% of those words...check out this exciting new episode of Flipendo!
This week, it takes Kimmie and Kelsey a few minutes to remember what this episode was about (skip to about minute 20 to dive into the actual episode!). We talk about the Emmy's, Mindy Kaling, and AOL. Once we do start talking about the episode, we get to talk about sexual harassment in the workplace! We also wonder what beef Jenna has with Raven Simone, and Tracy's entourage almost gets broken up by a dancer named Daphne. All while we talk about "Jackie Jormp-Jomp" (S3E18).Follow us everywhere: @talk30rocktometl;drEpisode: Season 3, Episode 18 // "Jackie Jormp-Jomp" See acast.com/privacy for privacy and opt-out information.
Welcome to the Boobie Bonanza aka Minority Korner, where James and Nnekay might just have figured out their new tag line? Do you like? James breaks down his trip to Virginia, the expected and the unexpected and came back with a souvenir... a farmer's tan! The duo discusses potentially doing a radio play and from there we get into... James's Korner. James' discusses his ongoing struggles with anxiety and decides to unpack what he's going through and shares some of the tools he's been using to help him cope. He discusses The Anxiety Podcast, Deep Breathing, and Juggling? Using The Artist Way, James has been and encourages listeners to participate in a Reading Deprivation Exercise and general unplugging to reconnect with their bodies. Also don't forget to Play! In Nnekay's Korner, she's been hearing a bunch of negative news especially surrounding black women and black people in unexpected careers including, John Ridley's omission of black women in his most recent miniseries, how ABC almost didn't want to cast a black woman in the lead of Scandal, and the neglect of praise for great black architect Paul Revere Williams. So to combat these stories, Nnekay has decided to introduce the audience to four amazing Black Women Mathematicians. In Quizlet Korner, James' goes completely off the grid and gives Nnekay questions that pertain too but aren't limited too: Plantations, Betsy Devos, Raven Simone, and Scientology. Phew! Enjoy Everyone!!! Links- http://gizmodo.com/these-black-female-mathematicians-should-be-stars-in-th-1792636094 http://www.vulture.com/2017/04/the-controversy-surrounding-showtimes-guerrilla.html http://99percentinvisible.org/episode/the-architect-of-hollywood/
On this episode, I discuss the reactions to JPPs latest hand pictures and how he conducted himself in front of the media and why are some people mainly Giants fans tripping over how he came off. In my opinion JPP is a lesson not only in fire works safety, but a lesson in overcoming adversity and moving on, doing the things that one loves to do most, plus Raven Simone's lesbian ass is in hot water, folks want her cancelled on the View for saying dumb stuff, plus I give my take on the subject of obstacles, advertisies, where you fit in, etc.
This week during "The News Roundup" segment, we discussed President Obama's announcement to keep U.S. troops in Afghanistan, Raven Simone's recent gaff, Ann Coulter's appearance on "The View" and more!
Danny P Ocean and Poindexter discuss fraternity hazing, Poindexter's News returns and Raven Symone's comments regarding not hiring individuals with what she calls Ghetto Names.
Reporting to you, sick as HELL, with the broski @_HeyMalcolm for our first official Fall installation… It – is “Columbus Day”! Join the listen, where we talked all the non-sense going on off the field, off the court, and behind the scenes. To catch you all up to speed -- it's been an ongoing comedy sketch in the world of sports. Mr. Victor Cruz of the NY Giants got his 'player card' called pulled by his fiancé & mother of his 3y/o daughter when she put him on blast. It didn't stop there -- NBA star Matt Barnes raised hell when he found out his ex-teammate was creeping low in his ex-wife home. New York Yankees Pitcher CC Sabathia steps away from the biggest team in baseball; find out why! Also, are we using our social media platforms for the right reasons? Better yet, are people we idolize even utilizing their own power for good reasons? Raven Simone isn’t. She got the ‘Fih’dollah Seat’ this week. - @Focus_JRJ
This week the fellas recap their eventful weekend then jump into the hot topics of the week. First they discuss Victor Cruz's fiance allegedly texting all his sidepieces. Then discuss the Matt Barnes/Gloria Govan/Derek Fisher love triangle and end on Raven Simone's comments on ethnic names. Contact the fellas at kdrpodcast@gmail.com
The teenage dream episodes continue, with an episode full of teenage dreamyness! But first Nnekay's in need of a corn chip intervention, and gives hair tips that may lead to suffocation. We need to talk about Raven Simone, Chris Brown has "love" for the LGBT community, and we continue the conversation: can you separate the art from the artist? But most of all we need to talk about teenage dream Rowan Blanchard of 'Girl Meets World', the first member of the Minority Korner Party Korner! It's time to Marvel at the Marvel Korner because they are diversifying their roster, and the people behind the scenes. Taylor Swift is still basic. Australia did a study that asks: Is sexual racism different than actual racism...? They're probably the same thing but let's look. Plus actor/activist Anthony Williams of hit film 'The Diary of a Teenage Girl' stops by the Korner. Teen sexual awakening, subtle racism, white fragility, activism through social media, and more, we talk about it all with Anthony! And then Nnekay disappears and you wont believe where James finds her. ARTICLES FOR REFERENCE: MARVEL: http://www.colorlines.com/articles/native-american-marvel-character-red-wolf-will-star-new-series http://www.colorlines.com/articles/marvels-newest-superhero-black-genius-preteen-moon-girl http://www.colorlines.com/articles/bye-bruce-banner-new-hulk-will-be-korean-american CHRIS BROWN: http://www.newnownext.com/chris-brown-tweets-love-and-respect-for-lgbt-community-after-alleged-gay-pride-appearance-no-show/09/2015/?fb_ref=fbshare_web SEXUAL RACISM VS... RACISM: http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2015/09/09/no-blacks-is-not-a-sexual-preference-it-s-racism.html
Welcome to Serial #1 of the EPB Podcast. This week we will be discussing the Confederate Flag, Bill Cosby, the Deandre's and Raven Simone. #EPBPodcastFollow the show and the host on Twitter: @elvispreslyblvd@beigesurpreme @BgRs@boomer4568@eclectic1914Like us on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/ElvPrsBlvd?_rdr=pSpotify: https://open.spotify.com/user/bgrs79/playlist/63vfA3K9PSQhP0G8LdZzxU
A portion of our Young Turks Main Show from July 7, 2015. For more go to http://www.tytmembership.com. Ana joins Cenk for SCS. The Florida man that was caught having sex on a beach has been sentenced to 2.5 years in prison and will have to register as sex offenders. Cenk and Ana completely disagree with this level of punishment. Duck Dynasty star Si Robertson was being interviewed and claimed that there is no such thing as an atheist since they use calendars and yell out, “Oh God help me” when in trouble. The Washington Post has exposed the fact that many of the workers building Donald Trump's new hotel in DC are undocumented workers that had illegally crossed the southern border. Trump denies these facts. Cenk thinks the saddest part is that the undocumented workers will be fired so that Trump can cover his ass. Trump and Modern Family writer Danny Zuker got into a Twitter fight that was very one sided.After the latest revelations about Bill Cosby's purchasing of drugs to rape women, Whoopi Goldberg and Raven Simone are holding onto their support. Video of the View segment where she vehemently continued to ask for proof. Jill Scott was previously one of the few that defended Cosby, but she has flipped on it after the latest facts. Florida State QB has been caught on video punching a woman in a bar. His attorney claimed that she hit him multiple times first and threw racial epithets at him. Ana doesn't see this story as the same as Ray Rice punching his wife, and that the woman started the fight, even throwing the 1st punch. Cenk thinks size and gender should be taken into effect by guys getting into altercations. Thousands of people are looking to get the CEO of Reddit fired over getting rid of the employee that started the AMA portion of the site.
Paige and Val Venis go to war against Raven Simone and her trusty steed, squire and lover, Mr. Dr. Curtis Axel, Esquire. Find out who prevails in this battle for honor and power. Also, the Shield boys are back for another short.
Dallas Penn and CS resurrect The Newlyweds Podcast for Easter -- and just in time for Taxmas Season. What are you going to do with your tax refund? CS has a list and Dallas is checking it twice. Plus: An unofficial tribute to Michael Jackson, some Raven Simone inspired geo-political lessons on Africa and alternative energy sources also known as flatulence.
Can Iyanla fix Karueeche Tran and our brackets? Raven Simone could use a brush up in geography, movies redone with all black casts, What have you googled lately?
Give us your feedback by calling (678) 568-1118 Show Topics Aldith's Tips to Staying Healthy Yolande's Reflections on Savannah, GA Kiffany's New Mother Concerns & Work Balance Sam's Handling Promotion Stress & Managing Health Setbacks Octavia Raheem's Yoga On The Terrance @ The Four Seasons Gardens in Schools (http://www.theguardian.com) Little "Scouser" Keeps It Real about ALS Halloween Costume Politics (Race, Gender, & Sexuality) Privilaged Mixed Race Families and their effect on ethnic politics Raven Simone's anti-definition stance & The Cosby Phenomenon
Last month we discussed labels in the LGBT community. The conversation was so full that we knew had to continue the conversation with a part 2. Recently, Raven Simone was featured on Oprah's Where are they Now. This is her take on labels" "I don't want to be labeled 'gay,'" Raven says. "I want to be labeled 'a human who loves humans.'" In fact, Raven tells Oprah that she rejects the notion of labels completely in all areas of her life. "I'm tired of being labeled," she says. "I'm an American. I'm not an African-American; I'm an American." The link to portions of the episode and the write up is included below. How do you feel about that label gay, lesbian, stud, femme, pillow princess, etc? Do those labels define who you are as a human being? Are they acceptable in society? Do they affect your sex life or your relatioships? Lets talk about it! http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/10/05/raven-symone-african-american-gay-labels_n_5929414.html
Things we can't get worked up about: Raven Simone's sexual orientation (though we fully support her in coming out!), and the recent release of Disney Infinity.
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Currently Kwamè is one of the most sought after producers today. Working with artists such as Lloyd Banks, Will Smith, 50 cent ,Tweet ,Missy, Cat Dolls, Christina Aguilerra, Method Man, Raven Simone, Jesse McCartney, Jo Jo , Fantasia, Algebra , Mary J Blige and Keyshia Cole Just to name a few..>> To date Kwamè has sold/contributed to over 30 million records sold! Kwamè has also scored on films such as Step Up/Step up 2 /Stomp the yard and The Comebacks. Kwamè is currently working on his new indi label and production company MAKE NOISE!! featuring Hip Hop lyrical monster Beyond Belief from Rockaway Queens and LA/MIA based female rap duo Nola Darling. Understanding how much music influenced him as a child, Kwamè dedicates a significant amount of his time working with kids. He holds mentoring workshops on music appreciation, production, writing and performing and has worked with various youth organizations including his wifes HIP HOP 4 LIFE Foundation'. He humbly expresses his gratitude for having longevity in his career, and for being able to give back to the community. "It's just a blessing to still be in the game. I never do work to be recognized, I do it because I love it, and I totally appreciate the love back."
In an extra-long episode to make up for the extra day's wait, we devote the first hour or so to the book on everyone's lips: Geoff Johns and Jim Lee's Justice League #1 (incorporating Flashpoint #5, Fear Itself, Crisis on Infinite Earths, and more), after which we throw down hard and thick on Walt Simonson and the IDW Thor Artist's Edition, Regular Show, the Thor movie (including Natalie Portman, George Lucas, and the recent boo-hoo over the Star Wars films), Gabe Hardman and Corinna Bechko's Betrayal on the Planet of the Apes miniseries from BOOM!, Archie Comics and the Red Circle heroes, Jacques Tardi and the second Adele Blanc-Sec volume from Fantagraphics, Dynamite's Kirbyverse, Kamandi (the world's greatest comic book), Christos Gage, Colossus, Batman/Deathblow, Greg Pak's Heart of the Monster swan song on Incredible Hulk, Jeff Lemire's Animal Man, Rob Williams' new take on Ghost Rider, Rafael Albuquerque and Mondo Urbano from ONI, Ben 10 Ultimate Alien, Mad, Doctor Who, Frank Cho, John Rozum and Frazer Irving's Xombi, Secret Wars vs. Super Powers vs. MEGO, Invasion of the Body Snatchers, Raven Simone, Saved by the Bell, the Deluise legacy, and, unfortunately for the listeners, a whole mess more!
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