why is the beach boys’ music so damn good tho? banger after banger and for what! too many countless bops and they’re not all about surfing and girls as u may think!! go listen to pet sounds, i implore thee!! the album largely influenced the music industry in the west and n o b o d y talks about it??? like my favorite album ever is the beatles’ sgt pepper and guess what bros! there would be no funny-psychedelic-marching band-false-band-persona album without pet sounds!! everyone talks about how there was some kind of “rivalry” between the beatles and the rolling stones and i’m like??? what rivalry dawg? the fake one that was stirred by opposing fans of the respective groups bc they had nothing better to do instead of enjoying both the stones and the bugs in peace? if there ever was a 60s music group “competition” it was between the beatles and the beach boys bc both of them were constantly trying to outperform each other ESPECIALLY in the mid 60s and through that process they influenced each other’s works and the music industry as a whole!! idk the beatles definitely are my favorite band but as a modest beach boys enjoyer it’s weird to me that not too many people recognize how important the beach boys were to the beatles and vice versa. but the saddest thing is that while paul mccartney’s contributions are frequently discussed (as they should bc paul is a king and i love him & his work) where is that same energy for brian wilson?? that guy is so underrated?? and he’s just as much of a genius as paul!! they’re both so talented but it irks me that brian gets little to no recognition. and he also went through a lot in life but remained a grounded and humble person which is honestly rare in that demographic of musicians from that era. in this essay i will

If fate doesn't exist then how do you explain The Beatles.

what if Bass never realizes Mega Man has a civillian form. he just breaks into Dr. Light’s lab one day and is like “HEY WHERE’S MEGA MAN HE LIVES HERE RIGHT???” and Rock, armorless because he’s doing his chores or whatever, is just “?????”

Rock Classics (2021)

Год выпуска: 2021 Страна: All world Исполнитель: VA Название: Rock Classics Жанр музыки: Classic Rock, Rock, Hard Rock, Metal Формат | Качество: MP3 + Cover | 320 kbps Продолжительность: 14:51:55 Композиций: 214 Архив: Rar (+5% на восстановление) Размер: 2.11 Gb... Читать дальше »

•One Week• Slash

Pairing: Slash x Reader

Requested? Yes! By a lovely anon

Theme: Fluff

Warnings: Language, sexual references

Word Count: 1k

A/N: —

     You step into your lonely home, sighing and rolling your neck after a long day at work. The house is empty, quiet, the same it's been since Slash left for tour.

     The house usually is always loud, whether Slash's band was visiting or he was strumming his guitar or listening to records and humming along. There was always some noise to welcome you home.

     You used to find it annoying and prayed for some peaceful silence, now the quiet unnerves you and reminds you that your lover won't be back for months. It wasn't the first tour he's been on since you've been with him, but it doesn't make it any easier.

     The only thing that keeps you going are the phone calls. They're usually short, the time difference meaning either you were exhausted or he was. But it was something, just hearing his voice calms you.

     So when the phone rings before you can even get your shoes off, you make a run for it. You grab the phone quickly and smile brightly before answering.

     "Hello?"

     "Hey, Y/N!" It's not Slash, but Axl.

     "Oh, hi, Axl. What's up?" You say, trying to hide your disappointment.

     "Don't be so enthusiastic," he says, sarcastically.

     "Sorry, I thought it was Slash."

     "Fuck, you're more whipped than I thought," he says with a deep chuckle. You frown and narrow your eyes even though he can't see. "He is too, that's why I'm calling."

"What are you talking about, Axl?"

"Can you get the week off work if I fly you out to our next show? Slash can barely play with how much he misses you, I thought you can take a mini vacation and tour with us for the week."

"That's..." You pause, lost for words. You're pretty close with Axl— even though his attitude gets on your nerves sometimes— but this is still the nicest thing he's done for you. "You'd do that?"

"It isn't for you, sweetheart. If Slash doesn't get his shit together I'll kill him, and then I'll have to find another guitarist and then everything will be a goddamn mess." You smile and shake your head. Axl always has a facade that he's selfish and only cares about himself, but he secretly loves his friends.

     "I'll get the week off. Can't wait to see you guys!" You and Axl say your goodbyes after a few more details and you quickly ring your work to give them the news. They aren't ecstatic, but with all the overtime you work you have enough vacation time stacked up, they can't deny you.

     You quickly pack clothes in a large suitcase. You're so happy you dance around your room while you pack anything you can fit in your bag. Too excited to think clearly, you're only somewhat aware you're packing things you don't need.

     By the time your done, you're brimming with energy and can't wait to leave. Axl had said you'll be flying out tomorrow morning, but you aren't sure you'll be able to wait until then.

     One restless sleep and a plane ride later, you're in sunny Florida. Axl picks you up at the airport, greeting you with a hug and helping you carry your few bags to the limo that drives you to the hotel.

“Duff and Steven took Slash to the bar to get him out of his hotel room. I told them not to get him too drunk so he’ll be back soon,” Axl tells you while grabbing your bags to bring them to Slash’s room.

“Hey, Y/N,” Izzy greets, a cigarette hanging loosely from his mouth as he walks up to you. He gives you a hug and him and Axl walk you up to Slash’s room. They don’t let you carry the bags, always the gentleman.

“Woah,” you say as you walk into the room. The hotel looked ritzy from the outside, but it’s still a surprise. The bed is huge and plush, the view from the sliding door with a balcony is stunning, and the carpet itself looks more expensive than a house.

“Would you believe us if we said this isn’t even the nicest room we’ve seen?” Axl asks. You gape at him and Izzy snickers at the look on your face. They both set down your small bags and leave you to wait for Slash’s arrival.

You flick on the huge television and lay down on the bed. You groan and sink into it, the probably thousand dollar comforter hugging your body. The TV has all the paid channels but the anticipation for seeing Slash after all these months leaves your brain too occupied to pay attention to anything.

After a while waiting you hear the noise of the door being unlocked. You quickly shut the TV off and stay quiet for Slash to notice you first.

He walks in, a slight stagger to his step but he just seems a little tipsy. He doesn’t see you, too focused on taking his boots off. He throws off his sunglasses and finally looks in your direction.

“Hey, stranger,” you say with a bright smile. Slash practically leaps over the bed to get to you, hugging you close and covering your faces with wet kisses while you giggle.

“It’s really you? I’m not drunk, am I?” He asks in disbelief.

“It’s me, I’m here, I’m really here,” you repeat between kisses. He pulls back to look into your eyes, pushing loose hair back as you do the same.

“I missed you.”

“So I’ve been told. Axl flew me here, I’m touring with you for a week.” Slash smiles again, pressing his lips to yours one more time.

“Just for a week?” He says with a pout, like he’s already missing you for when you leave.

“One whole week, you have me all to yourself,” you say. Slash smirks, the way he always does when he has a dirty thought or has a mischievous idea. He moves his smirking lips to yours and pressing you against the plush mattress.

“Whatever will we do?” He asks, slyly.

“Maybe put this fancy ass bed to use?”

I cant explain but i think that paul might smell like vanilla + vodka, i dont know why

Jimmy is my favorite guitarist of all time 🥺✨

Gene & Paul

By Claude Gassian.

You’ll ride a black tornado

Across the western sky

Rope an old Blue Northern

And milk it ‘til it’s dry

Bulldog the Mississippi

And pin its ears down flat

Long before you take this Cowboy’s hat

Modern day Robert ☀️

I’m curious - what are you all’s thoughts/speculations on the relationship between John and Mick? I’m not super familiar with them as a dynamic, but I’ve seen enough content lately to definitely raise some eyebrows. 👀

Old-school Alfa Romeo Giulia.

A fake film poster with a photo that reminded me of a 1992 blockbuster but with a more serious side. With the model’s life motto and the Japanese phrase Ganbatte (がんばって), which means: Do your best or work hard. Yoshiki is one of the people that inspires me and a lot of other people.

how do you need to be loved?

‘ LIKE A CHILD LOVES THE RAIN. ’

you need to be loved in happiness and foolishness. a puppy love, a love so purely good, so full of happiness it makes your stomach ache. you need to be loved in a way that reminds you of the childhood you didn’t get to have. you need to be loved as if you’re feeling the rain fall upon your cheeks for the first time. refreshing, and clean.

Enjoy this Lady of the Lake moodboard with Robbi Plant (genderbent Robert Plant) and Jimmy Page.  This moodboard is inspired by the collab story written by @queenboudica76​ and myself.  

Fair warning, this story is very nsfw. Please click here to read our story.

Got an idea for a moodboard, send me a request please.

David Gilmour beach

Robert Plant desert

John Bonham autumn

John Paul Jones winter

Roger Waters rainy day

Jimmy Page castle

Robert Plant Golden Muse

Jimmy Page In the Pale Moonlight

Robert Plant Comfort

Jimmy Page Magick Tricks Renaissance Pleasure Faire

John Paul Jones Here in your arms

David Gilmour Bathing Beauty moodboard

Robert Plant Erogenous Zones moodboard

Jimmy Page Romantic Bath moodboard (Request)

Robert Plant Hiking in Wales (Request)

Roger Daltrey beach and boardwalk

Roger Daltrey night in

Roger Waters and David Gilmour All That You Touch

John Paul Jones soft discipline

Jimbert Bron Yr Aur

Wrightmour cafe break

Syd Barrett gardens and painting

David Gilmour In His Kiss

Robert Plant naughty girl

Roger Daltrey and Robert Plant Won’t Get Fooled Again

Roger Daltrey and Robert Plant Won’t Get Fooled Again Part 2

David Gilmour Call Me Daddy

Robert Plant Let Me Wander In Your Garden

Roger Waters In the Wee Small Hours of the Morning

The Rolling Stones, 1969