Every now and then someone will toot a comment comparing #Dgar with a famous artist or band, and those comparisons are drawn across a wide spectrum of different genres. It’s always nice to be likened to someone who has made a name for themselves in music. I usually read such a comment, quietly beam to myself for the compliment, toot a “thank you” to let them know I appreciate the sentiment, and then continue on in a much better mood. It’s always nice to hear from people who have listened to my songs, to know what they think about the music, or how they interpret lyrics, or just their favourite bit. It’s humbling, because I didn’t make them for anyone but myself, just playing with music. Making the songs that I want to hear. Well, there’s a couple I made for other people, but they were specific people, not like, everyone. And the rest I wrote for my own amusement. So it’s really cool that so many people, like you, like #DgarMusic. And while I do draw inspiration from some of the great musicians that I have been compared to…(Dgar continues to ramble incoherently for a further half an hour. You pick out bits here and there but conclude that they’re basically just repeating themselves. You feign interest and nod as their eyes glass over and they stare into the middle space.
Suddenly you jolt awake. Morning light streams into the room through the window where the curtains were abruptly drawn, causing your eyes to hurt. You look away, raising your hand. You become aware of a blanket around your shoulders as you begin to focus. Dgar is holding a warm beverage out towards you. You take a breath through your nose.)
Morning, sleepy head!
(You take a sip. Mmm. Exactly what you need)
Hey! Can you believe someone compared me to Ween? People compare me to people all the time. It doesn’t bother me. I thank em. I move on. But for some reason, I can’t stop thinking about Ween! Y’know what I know about Ween? Nothing!! Abso-fucking-lutely nothing. There was a song about Pushin Daisies Up that was huge in Australia in the 90’s. That’s it!! I can’t name another single Ween song!!
(The blanket and warm beverage is good right now, Dgar seems to be a little bit crazy)
You wanna know what I’ve been doing? I’ve been listening to Ween! I go and find their first album and I play it! I PLAY IT!!!! GodWeenSatan: The Oneness, song one “You F****d Up”. Yes! Song two “Tick”. I stop the album there so I can pick my jaw off the floor. Where the fuck have Gene and Dean Ween been all my life? Right. Listen I’m one album in. I’m gonna binge this shit. You gotta go.
(Dgar takes the empty, still warm mug from your fingers, crouches in front of you, momentarily making eye contact, smiles, and snaps their fingers)
This week I decided to change it up and checked out a small #indie#visual#novel called "To Whom the Bouquet Falls" by #NaNoRenO2024 . A surprisingly delightful story about #magic, #romance and star crossed lovers. Join me as we take a look at the first part of this #story and see how the adventure begins to unfold!
My banner picture has been up for quite a while but I should maybe tell the #story behind it.
It was Christmas 2004. Newly arrived to live in #SouthAustralia Got our tent and a couple of #seakayaks and set off exploring the #Fleurieu penninsula. On the night/day of the southeast Asia Boxing Day tsunami we were camped in a tiny cove with no other access but by sea. Vertical rock cliffs behind us.
It is very fortunate this was on the opposite side of Australia, we were unaware and unaffected. Only later we learned what had happened that weekend and how many people had lost their lives or livlihoods 😢
La Biblioteca della Fondazione Sicilia, che si trova a Palermo all'interno di Palazzo Branciforte, possiede circa 50 mila volumi e svolge una funzione culturale di grandissimo rilievo.
Una ricca sezione è quella sulla storia della Sicilia, sulla Storia dell’arte, sulla Numismatica e sull’Archeologia.
Il Fondo librario antico della biblioteca è costituito da molte pubblicazioni stampate dal 1501 al 1830.
Sul soffitto della sala di lettura spicca un meraviglioso affresco di Ignazio Moncada di Paternò.
"How could she leave the Central Hearth without taking her things with her? She said she would get them before leaving."
"She probably never took her things with her because she may have never left the Central Hearth."
2051: SolarPunk Odyssey As ecological succession unfolds, a solarpunk-ish community travels in search of a new place to live.
On February 29, 2024, we submitted a project to the Chaos Computer Club competition for a grant for an artistic work depicting a utopian vision of a community in times of chaos.
For obvious reasons, we believe that TePeWu is creating and realizing just such a vision. So we asked ourselves what might be happening to our community in 2051 - and we intend to provide the answer in art form. You can see details of our project here: tepewu.pl/en/2024/03/2051-sola…