tenpo pimeja pini tu la, mi lukin e kulupu #LSZEE. tenpo pimeja pini wan la, mi lukin e kulupu #SorryMom e kulupu #SmallCrush e kulupu #ChasePetra. mi lukin kin e kulupu LSZEE. ona ale li kalama pona li kalama wawa. suno pi kulupu LSZEE en sitelen pi kulupu LSZEE li musi a.

mi musi mute. mi tawa musi mute. pona a.

noka mi li wile lape

~25 years ago, when I was still using Windows 98 SE and connecting to the Internet with a machine that would wake my mom up at night in the process, I used a tiny utility that would check whether my favorite websites had any changes. I think it was called whatsnew, or something similar. Before I go ahead and reinvent that wheel, is there any (linux) tool that already does that?

(I obviously know about RSS. I don’t make that website and it doesn’t have a feed.)

#SorryMom #AskFedi

GA: Those Dang Drag Queens

The night was electric, a full-on queer celebration that turned Globe Hall into a haven where we could punch the shit out of each other with affirming love punches. Tiny Tomboy kicked things off with a soulful, emotionally charged set. Known for their acrobatics and stage dominance, they dialed it back as openers, respectful yet tender enough to hold our emotions in check. They are the kind of band that makes falling in love with them feel inevitable.

They played Dead Dog and Disposable Vape. Both have each made me cry in the privacy of my room, shower, and car before. They played both songs that get me, forcing me to play my favorite show game, “don’t cry in the pit.” I almost lost.

Between the bands, drag performers Minerva and Geo Conjuring owned the stage. I cannot overstate the love I have for their sets. Each gave two performances complete with outfit changes, commanding the crowd’s attention and turning the room into something even more magical. The audience lip sync battle was the perfect icebreaker, a sweet reminder of the community around me and the joy of not taking life too seriously.

And then Geo brought chaos. After a quick heads-up, they were handed a worm-infested pizza mid-performance and chowed down. Yes, you read that right. They even fed a bite to a concertgoer. Honest to god punk shit. Every show needs more drag. Period.

Finally, Sorry Mom took the stage with unmatched energy, commanding fem-run mosh pits and blurring the line between fuzz pedal and dance floor. Their set felt like a ritual, fueled by the raw power of tracks from their Juno Goes to the Big House EP. If you have not heard it yet, stop everything and listen to it! It is an incantation in sonic form giving a younger full band vibe ala Kimya Dawson.

This show was not just a concert – it was a victory for the queer community, a reminder of the strength we share and the spaces we carve out for ourselves. If you missed it, I am sorry. You missed something special.

I was going to reference this in the title, but that wasn’t shot by @paaaate like this was so… I guess we need to start an adjacent storyline for him. Anyways, don’t forget I have Fuck Your Social Media Merch for the holidays!

#geoConjuring #minerva #punk #sorryMom #tinyTomboy

If "bad words" offend you, my apologies in advance for like, the next four years (and maybe beyond).

#SorryMom

It starts with Shellac, because of course it does, and then there's garage punk, heavy post-punk, a dash of hardcore, something I want to call punk-gaze, and not one but two songs that spell out their S-O-N-G T-I-T-L-E-S. And that's just the start of it.

https://open.substack.com/pub/tangleofwires/p/fighting-with-the-undertow-6

#music #playlist #playlists #punk #PunkRock #shoegaze #shoegazing #HardcorePunk #PunkHardcore #AltRock #AlternativeRock #Indie #IndieMusic #AmylAndTheSniffers #MdouMoctar #Softcult #SorryMom #Shellac

Backed by a knack for solid songwriting, Sorry Mom keeps their punk both sweet and raucous as they like to walk the line towards pop, but also know when to let out their sonic burst.

Latest addition to our site at https://thepropagandasite.com/artist/sorry-mom
#tPsNewEntry #SorryMom #music =musicdiscovery #punk