moonsugarlips said:You should post OC stuff more!
Of course, on the part of a person who is completely isolated from the people in the net it is not quite correctly to say something about the circle of actively participating and connected buddies but I shall try…
I think that you just need more time. Of course 5 years (I judge by the first WOW art) it is quite a long period of staying in fandom but you became actually active only during last two years when Tumblr appeared, aren’t you? I may not be right here either just because I do not know if you have other ways of contacts with the people from fandom.
One more thing: maybe, you should not sleep so much? I understand that sleeping is the best way to save from any emotional pain but it distracts you from life, seriously.
While I am in the creative crisis I will post music. A bit of music.
Nicole Dollanganger – The Reflecting God (Marilyn Manson cover)
I know about this performer absolutely nothing and in the search I could find only 20 songs. I discovered her the way you understand ;D Frankly speaking, I do not like women’s’ singing but there are a couple of performers that could conquer me and Nicole is one of them. Speaking about her voice, I wish to point out that I have never heard such but I have always tried to find something similar. One more thing – I do not know why but her performance of “The Reflecting God” is associated for me with something small, sweet and dead. Forsaken-child? O.o
The most stupid thing I’ve ever done >_<
Let your news line contain a little bit of my favourite bad music. Yes, oh, yes I listen not only to Manson though it may sound surprisingly.
Sopor Aeternus & the Ensemble of Shadows. I do not know why charming Anna-Varney Cantodea is not yet in the list of the victims of my fanart but I will manage to correct this mistake.
Here I love absolutely everything except for the texts of the songs. I won’t denote that the combination of the classic instruments with the words about the withered genitals (and it is likely the most sweet thing about which Anna-Varney sings, according to the Russian translators), it is really not bad, rather amusing idea, but I am afraid that the songs about the coming apocalypses, global decay of the mankind, death, chaos, antichrists etcetera are more close to me than this. But by no means it reduces my love to this singer, because her (yes, technically it is a woman now) voice seems to be just an ideal man’s voice (except for those cases when she sings absolutely “women’s notes”).
Probably I will continue to add in future a little bit of my favourite music just to dilute the monotonous stream of my monotonous “art”.