anais-ninja-bitch:

krisdoesart:

katherine-xari:

wielderofscythes:

gottabeastringplayer:

paulsrockinpagoda:

presidentobarna:

leaf-jelly:

131-di:

illogicalhumanoid:

brickiestsurgeon:

131-di:

the contrabass saxophone is such an absurd instrument

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talk dirty to me

Have ya’ll seen the double contrabass flute before???

reblogging my own post because what in the fuck

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i give you the contrabass tuba. Why is it real. I dont know.

Know what’s even better?

HYPERBASS FLUTE

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my counter:

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piccolo trombone 

I’m both glad and sad that string players are only limited to violin, viola, cello, and bass. Can you imagine a contrabass? Or a piccolo violin????

String players are not limited to just those.

I present, THE OCTOBASS

It’s so big that it needs keys to hit the strings.

And in the reverse direction there exists the Pochette. Translated from French, it means pocket, as it was a pocket sized violin like instrument.

This is amazing

someone post the archlute

prodigalleverage:

You know it’s bad when you’re sitting there wishing a character you love deeply had been killed off instead

This is me and the season 2 finale of Robin Hood on 29th December 2007.

linguisticparadox:

thevideowall:

valarhalla:

squeeful:

bunjywunjy:

duckbunny:

morkaischosen:

probablybadrpgideas:

Your players are faced with an ancient Sumerian curse! However, since the early ancient Sumerian language was only used for recording tax debts, it turns out to actually be an ancient Sumerian bill.

and therefore they need to get hold of some ancient Sumerian coinage and bring it to the ruins of the ancient Sumerian tax office, because the Sumerians had a pleasingly direct way of preventing tax evasion, namely horrifying curses.

well I don’t have any coin but I have these copper ingots, lovely copper ingots, from a very reputable merchant, never heard a word said against him, very thorough with his paperwork, anyway they’re guaranteed pure copper and proper weight, so can I pay my tax with those?

I just want everyone to take a step back for a second and really think about how we’re using the most powerful knowledge tool in history to make jokes about a specific dude who lived almost 4000 years ago.

it’s fuckin wonderful, is what it is.

Ea-nasir has been dead for 4700 fraudy fraudy years.

I can’t tell y’all as a person who studies Sumeria and knew about him before it was cool how fucking weird it is that Ea-Nasir is now a meme.

As much as I love Ea-nasir being a meme, there is something else displayed in the assyriology section of the British Museum near the Complaint tablet to Ea-nasir that I think is just as meme-worthy

Let me introduce to you to five clay model dogs found beneath a palace doorway at Nineveh. They guard against devils and demons and are modelled after real dogs that lived there over 2650 years ago

Their names are Loud is his bark!, Biter of his foe!, Don’t think, bite!, Catcher of the enemy! and Expeller of evil!

and I love them

the exclamation points just make this

copperbadge:

whatdoyoumeanitsnotawesome:

cargopantsman:

argumate:

principe-distorsionado:

wolveria:

bassiter:

okay i tried slowing down the cantina song to make it sad but instead it sounds like something that would be playing in the black lodge

OP: “okay, let’s make it sad!” *accidentally opens a portal to the universe of Grim Fandango*

This is what you hear when you come into my room and I’m dissociating

you made it sexy

I knew the kid was trouble as soon as he walked in. The old man didn’t give me any warm fuzzies neither. Sure, I needed the job, but I had a bad feeling about it.

@copperbadge i SWARE i’ve heard this on Nero Wolfe Sam pls tell me i’m not gone mad

Something very similar, anyway. I’d have to rewatch to figure out the bit, but definitely there was a swingy horn part that was very reminiscent of this. 

Oh dear, rewatching all of Nero Wolfe. Whatever shall I do.

adobsonartworks:

dragon-in-a-fez:

this bitch empty, TWEET

Have any of you heard of the Harvard MIT Pigeon Prank?

An MIT student dressed in a
black-and-white striped shirt went to the Harvard football stadium every
day of one summer, blowing a whistle while scattering breadcrumbs or
birdseed to coax neighborhood pigeons down onto the field. At
Harvard’s opening game of the season, upon the referee’s first whistle,
it’s said that hundreds of pigeons descended onto the field, causing a
half-hour delay.