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tumblr is like a group therapy with no therapist.

(from their show at Madison Square Garden, 1973)

Reblog this to keep Greg Lake’s memory alive.

You don’t have to add anything. No need to say something. 

Just keep the memory alive.  To show him &the world that his fans are here and still remember his legacy &music. All of the wonderful things he had brought to the world.

I’ll probably be doing this all day. (In two time zones!) Scroll on by if it drives you crazy. But it’s Greg’s birthday today. I’ve always “enjoyed” ELP, (I knew all of their albums in HS and wore out my LP of the then brand new “Love Beach” and played the cassette repeatedly in my car at top volume... “Taste of My Love” was an aphrodisiac for this HS girl) but for some reason, I grew obsessed with them during lockdown. Particularly Greg. I was fortunate enough to see him with Emerson Lake and Powell in the 80s (with both my mother and mother-in-law who were drooling over Keith, lol) I saw ELP in the 90s, and Greg with Keith later in that decade. (And Carl with ASIA and his ELP Show.) I’ve become an amateur expert and sleuth over everything Greg since March. I love every crabby look, every velvet jacket, every close-up eyelash photo and shaggy hair and bare chest picture. I love him as a beautiful child and as a handsome father and with Regina, his lovely wife. I love his sexy pictures and his pictures with his family. I love the audio files (thank you to all of you Tumblr peeps who share them!). His voice is better than chocolate. His giggles make me shiver. And oh...the gifs! No one in the universe looks as sexy with a cigarette in his mouth! He’s the most adorable racecar driver, ever. His hands, alone, make me melt into a puddle. And when he gets into his “bass face”...holy crap. I’m done. So...I’m going to try to honor him in a respectfully obsessive way, today with lots and lots and lots of pictures. In no particular order....Happy Birthday Mr Lake. I hope your family is able to have some peace on this day. I miss your voice and your face and your music. A lot.

In my more lucid moments, I realize the inanity of a grown ass grandma getting the vapors for a bunch of dead guys. Then insanity happily returns.

Sorry folks. Massive Greg obsession pic dump tomorrow for his bday. Just preparing y’all.

same energy?

same energy?

I hate to say this, but i came across this one blog a few months ago and I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this since so Im just gonna say it now

No prog musician has cake except for Ian Anderson and Greg Lake

“Since the Shedd Aquarium is empty, the trainers took the penguins for a tour.”

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Greg Lake, 1973

One of my favourite versions, from Great Tapes of Philadelphia. (More than CalJam??? Yeah, some days) 

Greg Lake: “You Big Noisy F*cker !”

“I’ve seen another world” - Jim Caviezel as Private Witt is The Thin Red Line.

One of my favorite scenes in Jim’s entire career. I’ve always felt Jim was at his best in those one-on-one scenes. Just him and another actor, talking. And that was the perfect scene to highlight with those recent increased gif limits :-)

this is such a lovely version of this song with amazing Greg vox!

Alphabets taken from ‘Lettering for Schools and Colleges, For the Office and Workshop’ by Frank Steeley.

Published 1902 by G.W. Bacon.

Harold B. Lee Library 

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Happy Easter! ☀️

torchbearers at an empty peter's square surrounded by fire is a suitably ominous foreboding and apocalyptic way to celebrate eastern this year

me and the boys getting groceries

Anyway if you’re from the US and you ever wanted to know what tumblr feels like from a non-USAmerican perspective (please note that the rest of the world is not a monolith either and none of these apply without exception):

Everybody’s talking about brands and stores you’ve never seen in real life. You generally assume they exist, but they might as well be one giant prank the rest of the internet is in on.

You find a post that just sounds wrong. It makes no sense. It’s like OP lives in a weird alternate reality. 9/10 times, it’s just some USAmerican Thing.

You’re still not entirely sure how much an inch is. Or a foot. Or even how many of the former there are in the latter. You maybe know your height in feet and inches.

You have no idea how much a pound is. You’d also like to know how the fuck pound shortens to lbs.

What the fuck is “military time”

Somebody talks about some legal process or something similar. They don’t mention which country’s legal system this pertains to. You know anyway.

People talk about politics. None of it pertains to you. Many posts contain guilt tripping. “How can you not care about this?? Why won’t you reblog this?? People need to know this about x candidate for y position!” You’re busy trying to stay on top of the political landscape in your own country.

You pick up some random slang from the internet. Monkey see monkey do. You’re called racist. You didn’t know it was AAVE. You learnt it from black letters on white background, not from the mouths of people whose faces you could see. How would you have known? You try to unlearn it.

People tell you that you must publicly denounce Chick-fil-A or you’re homophobic. You don’t even know what a Chick-fil-A is.

People say you don’t know LGBTQ+ history. What they mean is you don’t know USAmerican LGBTQ+ history. Nobody cares about your country’s history.

You’re “called out” on using an “offensive” term. It’s (a direct translation of) a completely harmless word where you live.

People expect you to have an idea of how far apart 2 USAmerican states are. You barely know geography past your country’s immediate neighbors.

You randomly switch between British and American spellings. Nothing’s real and there are no rules.

People talk about multiple hour car rides and you get twitchy just thinking about it. You suddenly understand why USAmerican cars are so big.

Somebody talks about school shooting drills. You only ever had fire alarm drills.

You see a cool statistic. The study’s only about the US. It’s unfortunately of no use to you.

People misuse/misspell words and names from your native language. It’s tiring.

(You feel sorry for the French. Nobody should be allowed to mangle the word déjà vu like that.)

You’re still not over the fact that USAmerican school children are supposed to say that pledge thing every morning. You’re never getting over that.

You still don’t know why the men are fresh or what the fuck a sophomore is.

Who the fuck pays up first and then fills up gas??? That’s made up, right??

Everybody has a weird obsession with some comfort food you’d never even heard of before you signed up here.

Fellow non-USAmericans, please add anything else you can think of.

National Parks posters by artist Amber Share. Text is taken from actual park patron comments left on review-based social media sites.

“There are bugs and they will bite you on your face!”

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