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Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Bounce b-bounce bounce b-bounce bounce

Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Bounce b-bounce bounce b-bounce bounce

Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Tennis ball, throw it against the wall
Helps me forget about my cancer.

I’ve gotten to the point where everything I see, read, or think about pisses me off and makes me want to stop existing.

This isn’t normal, and I’m aware that it’s not normal, but I don’t know if I can stop it and I don’t feel I can tell my parents about it.

@Starless
I’d like not to give up on my passion because I sadly don’t have any other skills besides music.

The page breaks and Selaphielposting buried this.

I’m wondering if I should give up on my dreams of being a musician.

Apparently the genre I have fallen in love with is dead and has been for a while and nobody bothered to tell me.

…I think I might be going through a quarter-life crisis. And in fact, I may have been continuously going through one for over a year now, if that’s even possible.

Ever feel like you want to die?

Like, not even for any specific reason. My brain just randomly decided, “Hmm today I would like to stop existing”

Anyone have any disheartening/demoralizing stories of being a musician? I’ll start.

In 2014, I was playing with my band Dark Matter at a multi-billed gig. We were packing up after our three-song set and the following band really wanted to take the stage, so one of them told my dad to “Get your kids off the stage” (I was 17 at the time).
On its own, it wouldn’t have been too bad yet—I mean, it was dickish, but not more than that—but then the band started “helping” us pack up, and they took my upper keyboard on my two-keyboard setup and and TOSSED IT OFF THE STAGE onto my soft keyboard case below. Thankfully, the keyboard still works, but a number of the keys are still cracked because of that. Also, thankfully, it wasn’t my big synthesizer they tossed off the stage; I would’ve thrown hands then.
Oh, and they also ran off with two of my instrument cables.

I never found out what band it was, but supposedly they never performed at that venue again before it was demolished in 2018.

@Meanlucario
As, I told Jarkes on Twitter, between this and Michelangelo’s response to the guy who complained about all the nudity on the Sistine Chapel Ceiling—by depicting the guy who complained as king of the Underworld with donkey ears and a snake biting his dick—what was with Italians back then being the masters of absolute pettiness?

Speaking of Christianity:

@DanielOrange
Yes.

It’s Victor and Mordecai. Or is it?

@Mr.Myoozik
All three are dead, but Lemmy notably lived to his old age, unlike Sid and Nancy over there.

@Kiryu-Chan
HOOOOO MY GOD

But also, man, why is it that every time there’s a guy attacking people or media for sexualization, or attacking NSFw content, they always turn out to be doing even worse shit?

I am skeptical of “poptimism.”

CW: Cartoon violence

@SleepySteve
Does rock have a negative reputation? That’s news to me.

@Шавкат Рахмонов
That’s a really good way of looking at it. I know a lot of people dislike the Disturbed version, but I think it works quite well in that regard.

@Dashie41 YT
Good on them for firing the guy for transphobia.

Also, I read about that and it led me down a rabbit hole to discover that Ryan Seaman, one-half of the pop rock duo I Don’t Know How But They Found Me, was fired a few days ago, leaving Dallon Weekes (ex-Panic! at the Disco) as the only member.

The D.A.R.E. lion was Ronald Reagan’s fursona. Discuss.

@ЅℰℒᎯℙℋℐℰℒ
I think only the stuff that shows actual nudity.