Just letting you know I’m no longer using this blog. I feel like a change, I guess.
I have started a new one however which you can find here. It’s a bit different. We have a monthly theme and I post a lot of images that bring that to me. Kind of like an aesthetic diary.
But more importantly I’ve started an official blog.
It’s 100% original content. Lot’s of reviews, musings, playlists etc.
So please go check out those links and such.
@10 months ago
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LIONESS IS NOW ON BLOGSPOT 
I’m now going to be putting most of my original content on this blog, so go jump to it.
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@10 months ago with 1 note
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Bob Dylan

Ahh the great legend himself. Possibly the most acclaimed singer/songwriter ever. You’d be hard pressed to find a musician or music journalist who didn’t sing his praises. So that said, I’m going to give you my thoughts on him.
My relationship with Bob Dylan’s music is a bit love hate. I was raised around him, there are entire cabinets in my house dedicated to Dylan memorabilia, and some of my early memories are of my ears ringing as my father blasted Blonde on Blonde through the house.
Like most children, however, I was never able to love him quite as much as my family, I had to rebel. At his worst, I find him boring and contrived.
At his best, however he ignites a flame inside of me that’s hard to put out. I love absolutely everything about “like a rolling stone” From the pounding guitars to his screechy voice to the building tension in the verses to the explosive choruses, it has everything that makes a song great.
My song from his is “ballad of a thin man” realised in 1965 and one of his few songs that uses piano as the leading instrument. The lyrics are delightfully weird, as many of Dylan’s are, but under all the surrealism it still has a thin strand of rage running through it.
If you’ve never heard of Bob Dylan or his music before, I recommend you immediately exit this zine and listen to some of his music. He is far from everyone’s cup of tea, but it’s still fascinating to listen to someone who is complete master at what he does.
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@1 year ago with 2 notes
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This is exiting. Thank you for pressing that little box at the top of my blog that says “follow” I greatly appreicate it. In return I thought I’d tell you a few things about myself.
I’m a fifteen year old high-schooler from Sydney, Australia. I’m a skilled procrastinator, book worm, music junkie, coffee addict, atheist, film lover, dog lover, people lover. I enjoy rain, walking and poached eggs on a Sunday morning. I have big plans and big ambitions, and the great thing about being 15 is I can dream about them as much as I want. The whole sky is open to me, thats pretty amazing.
I would like to one day become a pop-culture journalist, own my own magazine (called LIONESS) and take over the world. This is why I have this blog, to spew my thoughts on the mediums I love and hopefully someone out there will listen.
I’m also a friendly person, so say hello to me. Also give me suggestions on what to write about on Lioness. I like that.
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@1 year ago
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Pearl Jam Live - On two legs.

This is an album to listen to when you are pissed off. You know, when you parents or your partner has annoyed you and all you want to do is throw some shit. This is your soundtrack.
Pearl Jam is one of those bands that actually sound better live. I don’t know about you, but I have always loved the static and screaming and pure, white noise that you get for a live concert, it adds another dimension to it.
As a whole, you can expect the blaring guitars and gravely vocals that you often get from Pearl Jam. The opening “Corduroy” is high energy and kicks everything off. “Elderly women behind the counter in a small town” is my personal favourite, and it ends, quite delightfully, with “Fuckin’ Up”.
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@1 year ago with 1 note
#lioness #pearl jam #music #live #live on two legs