He put his things in his briefcase and drove his cheap, shabby car down the backroads, as Neeve had instructed. She wanted him there when the moon was high in the sky.
Whelk planned to get there a good hour before than. He thought Neeve was perhaps the real thing, when it came to augury and magic. This did not comfort him. God, he hated not believing that anymore.
Worst of all, the possibility that he might never be able to believe in it again. What had he killed Czerny for? For this? This was why he saw the spasming legs, the blood pooling in the eye socket.
Because it had been a worthless kill, and that made it especially frustrating. Czerny had not been so bad, after all. Whelk did not like the thought that he had killed him for nothing. The path that Neeve had told him to find was there, some sixty feet off the main road, but it was narrow and surrounded by greenery. During the day it might have been bearable. But this was night, and the thicket surrounding the road was shapeless and terrifying. Cursing, Whelk lit his flashlight.
He was faced with trees. Trees had never interested him. He pressed on. He thought he knew where she would be, in any case. There were only so many places along the ley line and only one place had any meaning anymore. Whelk just wouldn't recognize it by looking at the trees. He wondered if the body would be there, waiting for him. What a loyal friend he'd picked, back when he'd been a king of Aglionby, and able to pick his friends.
He did not have friends now. He had a witch he did not trust, who'd said it would be the best night of his life. It certainly couldn't be the worst. Still, he stopped and took out the gun, checked it over. If she wanted to trick him, she could join Czerny. But Neeve, when he reached her, did not look about to trick anyone.
She was eating something with the word organic in large cheerful letters on the packaging, and busily arranging her bowls in a clearing between the trees. The bowls did not show Czerny. They did not show anything except sloshy, improbably-purple-pink gunk.
This matched her patterned skirt and quilted jacket. She looked like someone's dotty aunt. But probably she wasn't related to the man she'd trussed up in the middle of the clearing, in the center of her candle-twig-horror-movie pentagram arrangement.
Whelk stared at the man. He was wearing some sort of costume. No, not costume. His clothing was actual, usable clothing. It just seemed like it ought to be a costume, because it was so completely unlike what people in the twenty-first century wore.
Whelk did not ask who he was. A part of him thought it was obvious, given what Neeve had told him before, though this man did not exactly look like regal Welsh king material. He had patches of sweat around his old-fashioned cowl, he was slim, and his eyes were dark and terrified. Neeve had gagged him, so he did not make a sound. Neeve tsked as she finished her pentagram preparations.
Aren't you going to ask after our new friend? Do you want to tell me about him? He was holding his gun in plain sight. Neeve hadn't commented on it. This made him nervous. Somehow he thought the trees were too animated here, the boughs too lively. There wasn't enough wind to make them move like that, was there? Wording is important, Barrington.
Artemus was a contemporary of this Welsh king, and I found him guarding a -- a sort of false treasure. The trees were definitely moving too much. He thought he could hear something, too. But it couldn't be coming from the trees. He wished he was not hearing what he was hearing. It sounded like very, very poor Latin. Trust his shitty job to come back and haunt him at a time like this. Now sit down and listen, Barrington. This is important.
She gestured at an oversized root. It seemed somehow very alive, a distended limb protruding from the tree. Whelk did not sit on it. Neeve did, smoothing out her skirts. The line, for one. This was what had caused some tension this morning. Did you ever wonder why it didn't work, Barrington? Years ago, when you made your ghost? The accusation was that, mostly, he still didn't believe her about all this.
Mostly he believed she could report him to the police. Mostly he believed that he could prevent that, right now, by shooting her in the face. But for a brief moment this morning, checking one of the few books he had left on ley lines specifically, the one about the British Isles, about Wales , he'd believed in something else. Sacrifice has such a long and storied history, Barrington. You briefly touched a sleeping king with yours.
Put that way, it seemed Whelk had sacrificed. He missed Czerny. He wanted to remember Czerny as nothing more than a lackey and nuisance. But he missed the lackey-hood. And it had not been such a nuisance to have someone who might die for him. That's where you come in, Barrington. Did you know that this king was meant to choose someone to receive his power?
Artemus couldn't show me who he chose, so I had to hunt around until I found your ghost. And then I knew who was Glendower's chosen. It hardly seemed real. Whelk did not even want to breathe. It had been so long since things had not been absolutely shitty. I think we will work well together. He didn't like the thought of partnering with Neeve.
Everything about her was irritating, from her ancient hairstyle to her modern and sensible shoes. She smoothed out her skirt and then stood, and produced a large, purposeful knife from her pocket. Then, smoothly, she plunged it into Artemus' left eye. Whelk almost dropped his gun. The muffled shriek of pain that came from Artemus had no effect on Neeve.
She looked serene, patient, as she took the bloody knife and sprinkled a few drops of blood or eye or whatever it was on each corner of the pentagram. Whelk did not want to go anywhere near her. He was a murderer, and yet this -- it hit him -- was well and truly murder. It had seemed so much more right when he'd been the one doing it. Something in her voice propelled his feet forward.
He realized it a moment too late. There was something about her that was not quite human, and very powerful already. How was this happening? The question came delayed. Neeve was taking her knife and using it to plumb the depths of Artemus' other eye. Artemus' shrieking, the mysterious and terrified and ungrammatical Latin coming from all around them It is a feeling one gets, when one makes a sacrifice," Neeve said. I've never killed anyone before. Let me do it my way. Surely you did it your way.
He had done it the simple way. Pick up the skateboard. Beat Czerny with it until it all looked and felt done. He supposed it was intuitive. He took a step back as Neeve carved off first one hand, then the other.
Whelk wanted to put the gun down and cover his ears, because the shrieks and strange whispers were getting to be so much. He didn't. He watched instead as Neeve plunged the knife into Artemus' heart. A crack, like the crack of the skateboard hitting Czerny's cheek. The ground upset, uneven. Whelk threw himself onto it and thought he heard the rushing of some kind of stampede, the sound of the entire forest coming alive, becoming dangerous.
He kept seeing Czerny on the ground next to him, the blood pooling out of the eye, the ruined cheek. He let go of his gun now and did cover his ears, tuck in his head, as though this could make it go away.
The ground would not stop moving. You see, I had no intention of letting you keep the king's favor just because you might have it now, Barrington. Whelk reacted. He couldn't find the gun, but he was three times her size and he'd done this before. This time it wasn't a skateboard but the nearest bowl, brimming with something murky and purple.
He let it slosh over himself as he grabbed it and smashed it against Neeve's kneecap. She went down with a strange absence of sound, tripping over Artemus' corpse.
Whelk held on to the bowl and kept hitting her with it, watched her hands over the knife grow slack, tried not to watch what happened to her skull. He already had the memory of Czerny.
He didn't want to deal with this, too. Fucking St. But as he beat Neeve to death, something slipped into his mind. He did not immediately understand what , but it told him, in no uncertain terms, to make the line his. To bargain. He heard mumbled Latin in his ears again, but it was fearful and angry and it was not his answer.
The thing that had slipped into him from Neeve was his answer. Neeve was not a good sacrifice, because he had already killed. He had no innocence to give. What did he have? He did not want it. He did not want to think of Czerny. It was just that for seven miserable years, he hadn't been able to help it. The thing in his mind was, of course, the false treasure Neeve had found. Whelk understood it now. Both false, and a treasure.
When the line shifted for the second time that night, flooded him instead of Neeve, he scarcely noticed the signs. He told the thing, "I want that wish," and no one fucking corrected him and told him to say 'favor' instead. The trees, it turned out, did not want to lead him to the king. They did not want him to have the favor. But they had not counted on the thing inside Whelk's mind, and the power it gave Whelk.
The forest had no choice but to give him what he wanted. What is it you want most? He nearly tripped over something that had fallen out of his pocket.
A sheaf of papers. The names for that fucking thank-you-a-thon. Whelk lifted his foot and stared at them dumbly for a moment.
She rarely did this. Gansey had natural self-discipline and could very well make sure he was up himself. He tried to parse what she was saying, nervous and fast, and recalled his father's admonitions to make sure she was legal. Her accent was very heavy. He waved her gently away and reached for the glasses on his bedside table. They did not make her words more intelligible, but they did make her form clearer.
He took in her terrified face and wondered if maybe she wasn't legal after all. He would hear about this from his father, a gentle rebuke. He sighed when he thought of it. Twenty-two minutes to practice. Two minutes until his alarm went off. He would have been up soon anyway; he always woke a minute or so before the alarm. He waited. It rang. He turned it off. This made little sense.
Thornton Maitland was one of his mother's people. He had nothing to do with Nadia. Also, he was very good at stopping whatever the Ganseys wanted stopped. This was, in fact, the only reason Gansey's mother liked him. Gansey had never been partial to Maitland, but that did not mean he had to be impolite.
He pulled on a clean pair of slacks and his Top Siders and a decent shirt, ignoring Nadia, and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth. He texted Skip on the way, to let him know that he might be late. Nadia pulled him back, towards the stairway, frantic. Her hands were cold and shaking. Gansey stared at them pointedly until she removed them from his arm. Maitland wants to speak to you now, or he says the men will have to come up," she whispered. He would deal with this on his end, regardless of what the penalties would be.
He didn't want his housekeeper dragged away by immigration officials in broad daylight. But the men downstairs did not behave like immigration officials. Some behaved like moving men, seizing couches and pool tables. Some behaved like thieves, rifling through boxes and desks. Maitland stood in the center of the room, watching them impassively, doing nothing to prevent it. The one part of Gansey's brain that was not utterly confused told him that he ought to speak to his mother.
She didn't pay Maitland to do nothing. The name itself was solid proof that Maitland should not be here. Anyone who dealt with Gansey regularly knew to call him Dick, or Trey. Once or twice there had been a disastrous 'Ricky,' but they had been gently shuffled away. The cost of consumption drives up insurance rates and number of hospitalizations, and is linked to eight of the leading causes of death.
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In other words, there is more of the first ingredient in the product than the second, and so forth. David Wilcock: All right. And here, again, is our special guest, Pete Peterson. Pete, welcome to the show.
In all of your experience in the insider world, did anybody ever try to study the Nazca Lines and those weird geological features in that area, and if so, what did they find? What was their conclusion? And they were made by, obviously, by some type of energy machine, like a laser machine, or something that was producing very high heat. Pete: Oh, that I knew of?
Pete: Well, there were places where the tunnels would spread out. Pete: Yeah. Well, no. We saw. We saw a lot of shelves. Pete: Yes, inset to a rock wall, or adjacent to the tunnel wall. Some were set up. And it looked. David: Hm. So if there was evidence of this being drilled out, did you ever find any of the tailings from the drilling? Pete: Never. And we looked and never saw where any tailings might have been.
And it was always a mystery to me. I mean, we mentioned the shelving. Pete: The tunnels have, obviously, had those kind of things, because there were little small niches in the wall. Things like that. Now, some of those. Those tunnels had been cleaned. Pete: I mean, it was obvious the stuff was there. There were places made for it.
There were. You have end tables, and you have display tables and things like that, but they had niches there. They had plenty of material to make them — just hollow out the wall or whatever, then coat it with this. But it was. They were glued together. David: So how often would you see places in these tunnels that looked like people could be living in there as an apartment or something?
Pete: Oh, it was. And it went on for. I know we found pieces of the same tunnel for maybe as much as 1,, 2, miles.
David: As far as yo know, then, this probably could have housed at least many thousands of people, if not potentially hundreds of thousands. Pete: At least many, many thousands along the way.
And so there were places where, obviously, they were going high-speed from A to B. They probably had some kind of motorized vehicle inside. Pete: I would say from the floor, they had a motorized thing, but you could see on the floor that there were a lot of pathways.
They led to a lot of things we discovered, because we could see that there was. Pete: There were some. And like I say, the place looked like they had. If you remember, pretty much.
David: So you think these people were living underground to hide out from a solar event, some kind of solar flash? Pete: Well, they were trying to hide out from something, and it could have been other extraterrestrial races. Pete: You could tell there were defense areas. Pete: And that was very strange, because you could tell that. But a lot of that stuff had been there. You could see these little niches and larger niches where something sat there. Something heavy sat there for a long time.
David: And these bodies were found in that exact area of Nazca where you say that you entered these tunnels. Pete: The tunnels were built, and then they were modified over the years.
I mean, you could see that there was different types of carving, cutting, or hollowing-out methods that were utilized. It appeared that some of them were done by hand — the early ones were done by hand — then those were connected. David: Did you have any evidence that the actual lines of the Nazca Lines would correspond with where the tunnels were underground? Pete: No idea. I would think that people had put it there, because I think a lot of those things were religious statues.
David: Did you have any evidence that it might have been the U. Pete: The U. Pete: Yeah, not even in the classified world. I mean, we were too busy trying to eat. Pete: Okay. And sometimes I was asked. I mean, they almost always knew where I was, or who I was with. Even though we have the device that did the Chunnel, I think it was. If they think. David: It appears that the U. Pete: Well, I saw a lot of these things work — different ones. Pete: We have some now, but part of the problem was.
We grind that out. A lot of it is grinded out and [we] haul it off. And then we melt the rock and coat the outside, or in this case the inside, with it to keep it from. Jesse is a Colorado radiologist that they brought in to look at the X-rays. And one of the weirdest anomalies that she pointed out, which seems to make it impossible that it could be a hoax, is that there are no cranial sutures in the skull. The fact that ALL the beings that are common.
Usually, the off-galaxy. Pete: Yet, many of them have two eyes, two nostrils, two ears, two hearing things, two arms, two legs. And the fact that there are so many different ones spread all over, to me, is astounding.
Now, we may eventually find out in our anthropological and archaeological studies. This seems to indicate a more aerodynamic appearance and could possibly be a representation of it being an aquatic being, or a being that is traveling rapidly through the air. Pete: And there are planets that we know of that would support human life that have a very thick atmosphere. The gravity is not too much or too little. Pete: Oh, absolutely. A lot of them. Pete: And so their ears. It had gone along that evolution had taken it to where it got rid of the ears and.
Our languages here, except maybe Sanskrit, which is definitely an off-world language. It goes back, that I know of, about 7, years. And in 7, years, they were giving exact descriptions of how to build flying saucers. David: Right. And could you give us some more information on any three-fingered ETs that you personally saw? We have a lot of substances with DNA that they are very interested in, very possibly for regeneration.
Pete: Some of the three-fingered ones. Pete: So like almost all of what we would call flying saucers had control panels that were for three-fingered beings.
Pete: All the beings I saw with three fingers had three toes, so it was a universal kind of thing. And one of the ways. I said I see three different groups of these three-fingered beings. Although the study noted a decreased risk of death, Schnall wouldn't say that the prescription for good health is to attend religious services regularly. Harold G. Koenig, founder and co-director of the Center for Spirituality, Theology and Health at Duke University Medical Center, called the new research "a very well-done study that provides good, well-controlled evidence that religious attendance is related to lower mortality.
The researchers controlled well for these, though they still don't explain it all at the end," said Koenig. If there is a causal relationship, one can speculate all day as to why the Lord wants church going women alive longer.
But consider closely the last paragraph, "And let everyone remember that 'Thanksgiving' in Greek is Eucharistia. It is how we give thanks that has changed, Christians use the "eucharistia," and that is full and sufficient for the day we call "Thanksgiving. Labels: Thanksgiving. Dunbar gave us today's sermon. He did a good job, focusing on "the Kingdom.
The Kingdom of the Lord was so unlike anything they expected, that I suspect It is still something that we also cannot put into words. Today's readings of the separation of the sheep into those which will be saved and those that will be given over to Satan's fires were not directly addressed in the sermon. No one wants to hear about that aspect, the "other kingdom. And did anyone else pause and reflect upon the crowns in the lower left and lower right sides of the Epiphany window?
I need a better picture, this one was from the ECOOS photo gallery The juxtaposition of the crown of thorns and the regal crown are a fitting way to think about the Kingdom, if you ask me, which you didn't.
Labels: Kingdom , Truth. Have you heard? Now you know that you are free, Living all your life at ease. Each day has its always, A look down life's hallways, doorways, To lead you there.
Listen, we're trying to find you. Flow to the sea, You know where to go, Still we are free, No one tells the wind which way to blow.
Wake up in the morning to yourself, Open your eyes and start to be you. Listen, we think we can see you. Baby there's no price upon your head, Sing it, shout it. Now the angry words have all been said. Do it, don't doubt it. So rise, let us see you, Dawning is the day, Miss, misty meadow, You will find your way, Wake up in the morning to yourself, open your head and look around you. Listen, we think we have found you. Labels: Episcopal Church Politics. The Awful Gospels.
I sure did. In fact, the reading from 1 Thessalonians presented was the same as last week's reading. For you yourselves know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. So then, let us not fall asleep as others do, but let us keep awake and be sober; for those who sleep sleep at night, and those who are drunk get drunk at night.
But since we belong to the day, let us be sober, and put on the breastplate of faith and love, and for a helmet the hope of salvation. For God has destined us not for wrath but for obtaining salvation through our Lord Jesus Christ, who died for us, so that whether we are awake or asleep we may live with him. Therefore encourage one another and build up each other, as indeed you are doing.
Continuing in this theme, Charlie in his sermon brought up the bridesmaids and the lamp oil parable from last week and presented his opinion that this and today's parable were "awful.
I had a hard time with today's sermon from the get go. Was it something about the lack of virgins in America or was it trying to make the parable more difficult to understand? Perhaps it was trying to paint the master as a greedy cheating person for how else does one get rich , or maybe it was portraying the good and trustworthy slaves as also being cheats and bad, or maybe it was an unspoken "God can't be that way" at the conclusion where the worthless slave is thrown into the darkness, where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Of all the sermons I have heard on this parable, this was the most bizzare. Because he could not explain his problems clearly, I am left speculating as to why it gives Charlie such difficulty. Why is liberal theology unable to come to grips with the closed door of the parable of the unwise bridesmaids, or the casting out of the worthless slave? I think that liberal theology has certain assumptions about God that lead to this difficulty.
Has this led us to think that God's love is the same as the human experience? Human ideal love would not be compatible with the closed door or the weeping and gnashing of teeth. Surely a loving God would not keep the unwise or lazy out of the kingdom of heaven.
I think the parables are trying to tell us that this is a dangerous assumption, and that we had better be prepared for the bridegroom, and we should be spreading the Gospel message, multiplying the gift of the spirit that our Lord has given us.
God has given each of us the gift of Christ, wouldn't it be wise to increase his gift and not keep it to ourselves? A breaking e-mail from the rector. Friends of Our Saviour, Now that we have the Restoration Bell in place, we can begin to observe some of the important remembrances of our history. Since Nov. It is a way to remember those who have died in the service of their countries and to pray for peace.
I'll be doing the honors of ringing the bell at a. I would ask you to stop wherever you are and to honor Veterans Day. If you can, observe a minute of silence at a. As we ever hold them in grateful remem-brance, let your love and mercy in light perpetual shine upon them, and bring us all at last into your eternal kingdom of peace; through Jesus Christ our Savior. Sunday, November 09, Knocking on Heaven's Door. Mary Cat delivered today's sermon and had the task of elucidating Amos , Thessalonians , and the parable of the bridesmaids.
Amos' day of the Lord is darkness, and Paul's is being caught up in the clouds to meet the Lord in the air. These contain enough to chew on, but Jesus' parable with the unwise bridesmaids coming up against the closed door, and hearing the tough reply, "Truly I tell you, I do not know you," is scary stuff.
I think Mary Cat soft pedaled through this a little. What if she had said what one of my professors said when he announced to our large incoming freshman class, "Look at the person to your left and then look at the person to your right. I tell you, in four years time one of those students will not be around"?
And how did I get through those four years? Through my own hard work, my own perseverance, and my own commitment? I did not make it on my own then, and I am certain that the way of Jesus is another task that I cannot accomplish without Him. As I alluded to in the comment section last Wednesday, The words may be harsh, but I am reminded that Jesus tells me the Good News of salvation, but I learned the bad news is that the way is through the Via Dolorosa God, grant us the courage, and strength to follow in Your way, help me along the way, please open the door for me, and when I knock, hear my cry.
Don't leave me "Knocking at Heaven's Door. It's gettin' dark, too dark for me to see I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Mama, put my guns in the ground I can't shoot them anymore.
That long black cloud is comin' down I feel like I'm knockin' on heaven's door. Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door Knock, knock, knockin' on heaven's door -Bob Dylan.
Labels: The Way. Wednesday, November 05, The Role of Preaching. Kennedy is a former guess the denomination priest at a former guess the denomination church. After reading his blog, do you have any idea why he might not fit in as a guess the denomination priest?
Read for example, "Biblically speaking, a sermon is not a speech, lecture or motivational talk. Rather it is an exposition and application of scripture. Read Paul's charge to Timothy:" 'But as for you, continue in what you have learned and have firmly believed, knowing from whom you learned it and how from childhood you have been acquainted with the sacred writings, which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus.
All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness, that the man of God may be competent, equipped for every good work. When God's call to all men and women to repent and surrender to Christ is hidden behind comforting words that provide false salves to the conscience and superficially alleviate the tension between biblical truth and cultural norms, souls are endangered.
What a terrible thing to send a congregation home hyped up on motivational platitudes without a hint that there is a judgment to come and that apart from Christ none can stand in it.
While the sermon opens the Word of God and that necessarily leads to conviction from time to time, it also brings comfort and encouragement and assurance. Not only are we forgiven sinners, but in Christ, we are beloved children of God. We are heirs to the world. We have no reason to hang our heads in shame because our Lord has taken away all shame and guilt. There should then be a sense of eager anticipation as the bible is opened and the sermon begins What comfort will he bring?
What guidance or assurance will he give me this day? For every rebuke, there is also a promise of mercy and grace to all who seek it in Jesus Christ. The sermon is not a speech, lecture or motivational talk, done properly it is the means by which God communicates the desire of the bridegroom to the bride, Christ's will to his Church. Roman Catholic 2. Greek Orthodox 3. Southern Baptist 4.
Lutheran 5. Presbyterian 6. Episcopalian 7. Hindu Fr. Labels: Lengthy Sermons. In the Episcopal Church there are few certainties. Most of these alternative descriptors are prefaced with words such as, "Not again," "They always want more," "They spend too much," "This year we are staying the same," or "We give enough already. Today was an unusual Sunday. Foss had to take on in his sermon the Stewardship business, All Saints Day, a double Baptism, the memory of the dearly departed, Revelation, and the Beatitudes.
But that is not enough of a challenge, lets throw in the " church militant ," Desert Storm, and the guilt of growing up with "Southern" prejudices. All this presents a problem. The problem of time. Completely different style, but big tune still! Just wanted to include it at some point. I love the shared enthousiasm of the listeners, so if you rate the mix, drop me a line in the comments section, through mail or otherwise.
Labels: , , BMC , mix , modern roots. Wicked productions, both JA and EU. The Irie Ites camp comes with their latest relick of the originally by Phill Pratt produced Strange Things riddm with the original vocalist, none other than John Holt, voicing it next to a selection of big modern artists like Lutan Fyah, Sizzla and Chezidek. All out on excellent pressed 45s. Besides John Holt, other oldies pass by here, like the Ethiopians with an update on their The Whip on Luv Messenger label, Big Youth with a new tune voiced in his classic style and a remix of Alborosie with the crown prince of reggae Dennis Brown.
The Bombist crew is represented here with the wicked Soprano riddim, with the stand-out track on it being the Queen Omega. Check 'm out! Plenty of other riddim and tracks of well-known and lesser known artists. The mix ends with the more dancehall oriented, wicked Baddaz riddim on Birchill, but all starts with a great tribute to the 45 by Ray Darwin! Keeping the 45 alive! All tracks taken from 45s, no full tunes here, shorter pieces mixed together to one continuous mix appr.
If you rate what you hear, go get them at the usual online sellers. Comments more than welcome, always love hearing people all over the world have been enjoying the music. Labels: , , 45 , BMC , mix , modern roots. This time a deejay with his biggest tunes in the 70s, who got a bit of a 'commercial' reputation after his Cocaine In My Brain became a big international hit. Yep, it's Dillinger we're talking about, a deejay who made plenty of big tunes in his days for various producers riding riddims voiced by various singers.
This mix wont focus on the Cocaine In My Brain kinda tracks, but on the rootsy side of Dillinger with a whole lot of different singers in the mix with added instrumental and dub versions. No singer appears twice in this 80 minutes mix, giving a wicked variety of styles and vibes. All in all, 80 minutes of roots niceness with the man Dillinger as the central point of attention. Furthermore you know the deal: no full tunes, shorter pieces mixed together with added sound effect.
If you want to get the full tracks, use the sources credited behind each track to track down and buy the music. Labels: 70s , BMC , deejay , dillinger , dub , mix. I never made it a secret that Turbulence, born Sheldon Campbell, is one of my favourite artists of the s. Especially the period - has been particularly strong for him imo with plenty of wicked singles.
His flow is the main thing I highly rate in combination with his ability to both sing and deejay in a strong way; a true 'singjay'. I'm not really a lyrics-man myself, but also in that area he has some very good efforts, especially when he touches subjects against violence, reality style.
In my opinion his albums don't really show his skills too well with too many fillers, but each album does have its very strong moments. It's mainly his single-output I've been focussing on though. Turbulence started in the 90s with Xterminator record, opening at Sizzla shows for quite some time, what caused people to see him as a Sizzla copy in those days. Luckily he went his own way soon enough and got good success on his own, making the comparison with Kalonji, deservedly, becoming less and less common.
Had a number of hits in JA, of which Notorious probably the biggest together with his combinations with female singer Sasha. He is best at home on roots riddims imo, with his dancehall efforts he doesn't reach that same level. The last two years his overall output decreased both in quality and quantity, but with still a couple of strong tracks each year I still rate the man's music highly.
This all was enough reason for me to make a new mix with his music as the theme, in combination with some additional tracks of other artists on the same riddims, to show all listerners to my mixes what I rate about him. Hopefully you'll feel the tunes too. The majority of the tracks are a few years old and it isn't necessarily a 'best of', due to time I had to leave out plenty of other wicked tunes I could make a next hour without any problem, maybe even will do so some day.
It will show the diversity and overall strong delivery of the artist Turbulence - The Future. Let's hope he gets back to the form of those years soon! Leave a comment when you've enjoyed this latest episode of BMC's Reggae Mixes, already 2,5 years online, 33 mixes further and still going strong! Thanks for your support. Gone by Nigelcat1 reviews The impossible and, to wizards, unbelievable, had happened.
An entire generation is gone and, naturally, Voldemort is to blame - except he didn't do it. What really happened? She was sarcastic, rude, and offensive; but unknown to those around her that was only just her shield. Deep down these behaviors hid her hurt and distrust of anyone other than her.
Kirk, Spock. From Southampton to New York and Beyond by Dorothea Greengrass reviews Harry takes a sabbatical and decides to spoil himself with a world cruise. However, he finds an unexpected travel companion. A New Promise by hecckyeah reviews "She is a mother and she loves her children dearly," Obi-Wan murmured. I think if we choose a system far enough away from the Core, they will have a measure of safety.
I plan to stay with them, to protect them and to train the children. Son of Athena by Shinigami reviews When Lily and James Potter asked a goddess to grant them a child, they had no idea that their simple wish would have so many consequences, especially when that child is raised by a legendary witch long thought dead. Being rewritten. Rewrite is up. Split by RedPerception reviews Crowley and Aziraphale have been experiencing some time loss after the events of the almost Armageddon.
After a whole day has gone by without either one remembering a thing, they turn to their friends in Tadfield for some help. They may just come out stronger than before. The Forgotten by carinims01 reviews They were friends, right? They'd fought alongside each other, hadn't they? He had saved Gwaine, and Camelot, time and time again.
So why couldn't he remember the young man named Merlin? Did he want to remember? And what about everyone else? And what if it was too late? Reveal fic.
Find out what happens to him. He travels the road of his desires and thoughts. He makes his own route—he guides his own vessel. Man is his own Destiny. And now, facing the Great Adventure with open eyes and a bold heart, a particular man has reached the point where he has some say in the matter.
One in particular of a dark and stern man, as truths start to come to light. How does one heal and move on from something like this? Who is left the task of picking up the pieces? Don't Blink by rosewarren reviews An AU story.
What if Rose stayed with the Doctor through Doomsday? A reworking of Blink, from season three. The Jedi who Came in from the Cold by Dr. Instead, Luke took him back to the Rebels and got him help. How will everyone cope with this new situation? How will Anakin manage the horrible guilt of his years as a Sith, and how will Leia reconcile her hatred for Darth Vader and memories of her family with the new family that her brother is offering?
Please read and review. Unfortunately, he was wrong. Rose Tyler is dying, and to save her wolf and her thief both, the TARDIS decides to do the impossible and set things right by re-writing time itself. Bad Wolf by Black Snowdrop reviews Rose falls through a spike in Rift energy and ends up on a faraway planet. Determined to get back to the Doctor and armed with psychic paper, Rose begins her voyage across the stars. But as she travels through the galaxies, the remnant of an old ally begins to wake up and they have their own agenda as far as Rose is concerned.
Harry Potter finds out more about himself than he ever realized. With three others by his side will he be able to bring Hogwarts back to greatness? Will he be able to fix everything that is wrong with the Wizarding World? With the four founders of Hogwarts guiding him and his three new friends will they be able to save their world or will it be too late?
Harry Potter and the Horcrux Hunt by F. Wurth reviews Fleur and Tonks' plans for the future get derailed. Now they are pulled into Harry's hunt for horcruxes. How will things go with an Auror and a trained Curse Breaker along? Rated M for language, mild violence, and sexual situations. One of Those Days by Anthezar reviews One strange spell. That's all it took to alter the course of Harry's life - and everyone else's life around him. Bound to stay within ten feet of each other, Harry Potter and Severus Snape have to learn to get along or die trying.
But in the hardest of times, one can learn things never imagined possible. After all, the past doesn't define the future. The Vow comes into play and needless to say it has consenquences but who for?
Severus rescues Harry story. Merlin has changed Camelot forever but while that part of his life is complete, destiny has a new task for him. Now he has to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, hide the fact that he's the Merlin, and defeat a Dark Lord that's messing with magic he knows nothing about. The Weeds in the Wilderness by Ealcynn reviews A man wakes on a cold and desolate moor.
He knows he is hurt. He knows he is alone. What he doesn't know is what he is, or where he came from. He doesn't know even his own name. But there is something else that this man knows, and that is that if he doesn't get help soon, he is going to die. And on this strange new world, there are so many dangers. Now the reigning Lord of the Sith and Emperor of the Galaxy, Vader now tries to juggle keeping rebels underfoot and the Empire together while turning it into something to be proud of.
Now he just needs to figure out what to do with the Death Star Misfire by VivatRex reviews Crowley finds himself in another universe; Aziraphale goes to fetch him. In the meantime, Team Free Will has to figure out what to do with the 6, year old demon that won't stay in a devil's trap and keeps rooting through Dean's vinyl collection.
Shenanigans ensue. Crowley, Sam W. My Mommy, the Hok'tar by mmooch reviews Buffy's pregnant, but who's the lucky guy? Pairing unsure for now. Kirk is a genius, even under the most unfavorable conditions Kirk - Complete. Consequences by WintersGoddess reviews T'Challa could only hope Rogers hadn't seriously injured or killed any one on his quest.
There had been enough death in the past weeks, God knows he couldn't handle much more right now. He was a strong man, but even the strongest can break under to much pressure.
I should also point out it's not TeamCap friendly. The new Marauders and the trickster God by JasminSky reviews Loki the god of mischief and mayhem is bored as hell. Since the Winchester brothers are more inclined to kill him, pranking them is out of question. But wait isn't the saviour of magical Britain and son of one of his most devoted followers attending Hogwarts soon? Weren't there also twins who worship him? That sounded a lot more fun but will Hogwarts survive it? AU 16 months after the destruction of the Death Star.
Through a combined effort of the Snake and the Lion, they set to change things. Harry is now about to walk into his second year at the wizarding school, with a whole new curriculum. What happens when adults behave like adults with a basilisk on the loose?
Sequel to I Did Nothing. Luke Skywalker and Mara Jade have found themselves in a galaxy where all their work has been undone, with other stranger changes lurking.
Causality by Nova42 reviews Part 2 of the Providence verse. After doing some research, she becomes fascinated with the forgotten war hero, who seems to be erased from history. Her curiosity will become an obsession that will lead to unwanted information and situations that will change not just her life but the entire galaxy.
Survival of the Fittest by Marcielle's Musings reviews When Harry is attacked by Dementors before his fifth year, and is told that Ministry representatives will be coming to Privet Drive to destroy his wand - he runs. There is no way he's letting anyone snap his wand.
He has to go. Changing Fate by Princessleia reviews Anakin is on a mission when he accidentally touches a Sith artifact and is flung into the future.
Will he be able to prevent the future or will he always be destined to fall? What surprises will the future hold for the Chosen One? Magic Meet Mind by Starrynyte04 reviews "You think you're complicated. You're not. You're simple. You're just like every other murderer I've profiled. I understand you perfectly. That's why you'll lose. How does his knowledge affect Hogwarts, the war, and the world in general? Remaking Destiny by Lady Laran reviews Lily and James weren't as blind as most people might have thought and made plans for their only son and heir.
This is their story and his. Harry gets some common sense by Amelia Claw reviews At times, Harry and some others really needs this thing called common sense. Aka, Harry does his best to make sure he won't die! Chapters are a series of one-shots. One shots can be adopted by others if asked and given permission. Hermione's choice by keitaya reviews What if Hermione told the truth about why she was atacked in first year? Takes place beginning in Episode III and beyond. What if Anakin doesn't fall?
How different would Luke and Leia turn out if raised by their parents? Palpatine is a relentless figure who will stop at nothing to rule the galaxy, even if it means using Anakin's loved ones against him.
Potterhouse by TheNewJeniferChurch reviews A thieving Dumbledore, a new teacher, and his own familial inheritance will make for an exciting and dangerous fifth year for Harry James Potter.
There're a blue Police box and a red Phone box in the corridor outside Myrtle's bathroom. Professor McGonagall's ominous statement proves to be true as the Dursley's never truly 'understand' Harry Potter. Sporadic Updates. I did warn you. Contains Horcrux hunting and the like. Character death. All the regular players. Gen fic. Learning of the prophecy he will have to take the fight to Voldemort and his followers. New alliances will be formed. With three headships Harry intends to bring this war to a satisfying conclusion.
He will be a pawn no more. Marry You by Dorothea Greengrass reviews Harry and Daphne find themseves trapped in a hasty marriage after a drunken night, and there is no way out. How will they cope with that? Warnings: underage drinking, probably a lemon or two, and Weasley bashing. Also, English is not my first language, so be prepared for strange language quirks or don't read. Chapter 3 partly rewritten. Ten years later, Ginny forces her way back into his life when a murder occurs AU, EWE, romance with a side dish of mystery.
They never discuss what the reasons behind that choice might be. Summarily expelled from the Order, Obi-Wan ventures into the wider galaxy alone to seek a new purpose. He finds a new family, unexpected allies, and deeper shades of grey than he'd ever imagined. Vader's one regret is having to watch the only man who truly cared about him be destroyed; he would do anything to have Obi-Wan again.
With the aid of the force, this chance is given, but with a twist. Now Vader is bent on getting Obi-Wan back. And this time he will keep him. Redemption fics, all around! Early Arrival by LPK9 reviews The Skywalker twins arrive earlier than in canon, profoundly altering the future of the galaxy. Revenge of the Sith AU. Our Own Demons by Emmalie22 reviews Tony Stark never thought he would be a father, but he realizes that he can't let his son walk out of his life.
For Harry, Tony is a last-ditch effort to gain freedom. Although the journey might be rough, they learn to heal and become a family. Avengers watching Iron Man 3 by Torchwood reviews Avengers watch Iron Man 3 and find out about Tony's panic attacks and what happened with the Mandarin.
How will they react? Please like and review! Pranking The Tournament by Gardevoir reviews When Harry learns something that could prove he didn't enter himself into the Triwizard Tournament, he decides to take it once step further and prank everyone in retaliation. However, his prank may have some unforeseen side effects.
I'm not a hero by JustBored21 reviews James and Lily have been put into a coma, Adrian Potter is the boy-who-lived, Dumbledore raises him and drops his twin at his aunts. Harry the twin brother of the boy-who-lived comes to Hogwarts and gets sorted into Slytherin. Harry is different from what anyone expecting and he holds a few secrets. Dumbledore bashing, select Weasley bashing, Hermione bashing. Anakin never turned to the dark side and remained a Jedi for four years, with his family happily living with him.
But a surprise awaits them when the escaped Darth Sidious executed his final plan: Order Anakin was captured by the Sith Lord and his new apprentice and is imprisoned forever. Will he find a way to escape or will he remain there for eternity. And not in a million lifetimes would he have predicted that their very first guest would be Luke Skywalker.
After all, Vader is still his mortal enemy He just wanted to rest. But he was alive now, and he had no idea why. He had no purpose, no path to take. His brother had told him they had free will, the choice to do what they wished. But he was aimless. Who was he, if not Michael? I, Alone by EJ Daniels reviews Can a child, raised to believe that he is worth little more than the dirt he sleeps upon, find the courage to rise up and face his destiny or will the weight of the entire Wizarding world that rests upon his small shoulder be the final straw that breaks him?
This is a seriously abused Harry - forget canon Harry! Error Translation Unavailable by Nytewing reviews "Help me. Only it was too early and he paid for it with a small light, hardly even worth mentioning really neural implosion. It all should have been fixed when he woke up. Except, now he's talking to some awfully bold Sycorax and no one understands a bleeding word he's saying.
A Flap of Wings by twistedartist reviews Sometimes, all it takes is a choice. Rose does something drastic, the world shakes, and their family wakes up in their original universe. The Doctor gets a ping, and goes to investigate hauling Amy and Rory with him. Lane reviews Sequel to 'Dark Assassin. Leia establishes the base on Hoth while the Jedi decide how they will overthrow the Sith.
Mara J. Repossession by DreamsofSpike reviews Crowley and Aziraphale's clandestine love affair has spanned the past fourteen years, with Heaven and Hell none the wiser. Or so they thought. Angel and demon alike quickly learn that Heaven can be far crueler than Hell. Many thanks to my friend and beta reader, the lovely and talented VivatRex!
Bats in Hogwarts by JesusisAlive reviews Albus Dumbledore was not sure what to do when thirteen mysterious kids fell from the ceiling of his school. When he learns that they're superheroes from another dimension, he does his best to accommodate them.
However, he soon learns that Voldemort might not be the only thing to worry about. Hogwarts seems to have a pest problem. Love, The Oblivion by the crooked typewriter reviews Luke Skywalker might never be the same after the Emperor's lightning coursed through his body that fateful night. All he knew was the smell of flowers wasn't a gift anymore. It was a curse.The management knows that there is a lot of pilfering going on. There's not much they can do about it. The guys are always stealing clothes, radios, jewelery, stuff like that. It is quietly tolerated, unless it becomes much too obvious, or the guys get too greedy, or .