Thrash Tuesday: Accept

A to Z Blogging Challenge 2015: T is for Tribute

AC/DC's 1980 album Back in Black was written as a tribute to the band's former frontman Bon Scott, who, sadly, died at the age of 33 after an unfortunate mishap. Unlike the rumors have it, Scott did not choke on his own vomit. He had been left in the back of a car to sleep off his state of inebriation. The weather was chilly, and Bon was a bit asthmatic. As well, he had an upper denture plate to replace teeth that had been broken in a serious motorcycle accident. The plate slipped and further obstructed his airway. The vomit was a reflex reaction by the dying body. It likely would not have killed him had he not already been fatally compromised.

Back on the Chain Gang was written as a tribute to The Pretenders guitarist, James Honeyman-Scott, who died of a drug overdose. He was 25 years old.

This song was written as a tribute Def Leppard's guitarist Steve Clark, whose alcoholism lead to his untimely death at the age of thirty. The scenes set to the song are from The Crow, so the song works as a tribute to Brandon Lee as well. Lee, the son of martial artist Bruce Lee, died in a freak accident on a movie set. He was 28.

~DJ Blooming Psycho~

Why this Gritty, Non-Descript Little Man is My Hero

I know everyone is sick to death of hearing me talk about why this man means so much to me and why his horrifying illness is so devastating to me.

 A fuck I don't give. I will speak of it until eternity if I want to.

Ah, your unsolicited opinion regarding the things I care about?

Still looking...

The Daily Post asked me who my hero is. Actually, I have a few, but this one goes way back.

"But Cheese," you might say. "That dude totally does not look heroic. He's really low key. Heroes should dazzle!"

He does. He's just not flashy.

However, even though the music was the first thing I noticed, this isn't why he's my hero. A lot of people are musically talented (although this not flashy musician was kind of special.) That makes them admirable, but it doesn't make them heroes.

It's when I found out about the people behind the music that they became my heroes.

I was one of Those People. 

I was one of those people that other people put down to try and make themselves feel big.

I was ugly, or at least that's what I heard all the time.

So I deserved to be picked on.

So it was said.

I hated myself.

But I loved music.

I loved the raw power of this new music that I'd just found out about.

When I found out about the musicians behind it...

I knew they were making the music for people like me.

They didn't give a fuck about appealing to the cool crowd. They weren't part of the cool crowd. They'd probably been ostracized by the cool crowd, just like I had. 

They didn't approve of being shitty to people who didn't fit in, I could tell that. These guys weren't some trend, they were real. 

Someone like me really needed to know that people like this existed. People who would have been nice to me, even though I wasn't part of the Cool Crowd. People who would have told the people who were bullying me to go fuck themselves.

Gettin' it done low budget pre-MTV style.

"Well, that's all very nice, Cheese," you might say. "But you're a heterosexual female, and I guess the little guy has kind of a cute face, but a woman needs a real Manly Man to be her hero, and this dude looks like he'd blow away in a strong breeze. A hero should look something like this and make all the ladies swoon!"

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Well, ya know, who doesn't love them some Val Hallen? But what makes a person truly heroic is strength of character, not muscles or epic hair. Now, Val is a nice guy, and he does have strength of character, so I guess that makes him something of a hero. Still, I want to talk about why the little guy is my hero even though he doesn't look like one.

For someone living with mental illness, he was something of a role model. He was very shy, but bravely went into a career which meant being in the spotlight a lot of the time even though he was uncomfortable with being scrutinized. He struggled with depression and managed to overcome alcohol addiction in spite of the fact that without alcohol he would no longer have the ability to have a shot of Sociability.

He was known for being self-sacrificing, and even when he became extremely ill he didn't want to burden others with his problems. He was more concerned with the effect his illness would have on other people than with the effect it was having on him.

That he no longer knows what he did during his remarkable life, who the people he loves the most are, or even who he is breaks my heart in a million pieces. I will never forget him or what he did for a badly bullied, mentally ill girl through his music.

You are my hero, Malcolm Young. I love you. I don't care how saying that makes me look in the eyes of those who are concerned with keeping up appearances. You taught me not to give a fuck about those who look down their nose at those of us who are different. I know you struggled with some of the same things I struggle with. I think you were and are beautiful both inside and out. You are always in my heart.

Love always,

Cie

Sometimes There's A Fine Line...And Sometimes Something's Just Plain Tacky

Dirty songs can be fun. They can be humorous. They can be straight up sexy. Here are a few that I dig, and one that I sure as hell wasn't feeling.

AC/DC tend to be pretty cheeky. In this case, they went for straight-up raunchy, and it works. The title of the song is Go Down, and yeah, it's about just that. Why it works? It's about sex, no (ahem) bones about it. It's from a male point of view, but the woman is a partner, not just a piece of ass. It's cute.

Ruby, Ruby, where you been so long?
Done took to drinkin' whiskey
Baby, since you been gone
Ain't no one I know do it good as you
Lickin' on that lickin' stick the way you do

You got the lips to make a strong man weak
And a heathen pray
Tell you it just ain't the way you speak
You know it's just the way

Go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down
Go down, go down, you go down, go down

Mary, Mary, you're the one for me
And the way you hum, sting me like a bumble bee
I'll be around to see you 'bout, 'bout half past ten
Ain't felt this good since I don't know when

You got the touch that I need so much
In your finger tips
I got the honey that you love to taste
On those lovely lips

So go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down, baby
Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down

Ooh baby, rub it on
Y'know it's sticky and it's sweet
And it's, it's been so long

Ain't no else got a touch like you
I like you doing things to me I let no other woman do
Oh feels good, oh feels good, oh yeah
Oh, you do it like you should, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah

Oh yeah, yeah
I love you so much
Make me so glad I'm a man

Go down, go down, go down, go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down

Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down
Go down, go down, go down, go down, go down

SONGWRITERS
ANGUS MCKINNON YOUNG, RONALD BELFORD SCOTT, MALCOLM MITCHELL YOUNG


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Simon Curtis' "Flesh" is just plain hot. Who hasn't wanted to find a partner they could feel this way with? It would be the ultimate! This no holds barred song sizzles!

This is not the way into my heart, into my head
Into my brain, into none of the above
This is just my way of unleashing the feelings deep inside of me
This spark of black that I seem to love
We can get a little crazy just for fun, just for fun
Don't even try to hold it back
Just let go
Tie me up and take me over till you're done
Till I'm done
You've got me fiendin' and I'm ready to blow

Push up to my body, sink your teeth into my Flesh
Get undressed, taste the flesh
Bite into me harder, sink your teeth into my Flesh
Pass the test, taste the flesh
Hold me up against the wall
Give it till I beg, give me some more
Make me bleed, I like it raw
Like it R∆ R∆ R∆
Push up to my body, sink your teeth into my Flesh

Hold my hands above my head
And push my face into the bed
Cause I'm a screamer baby, make me a mute
You put your hand upon my neck and feel the pulse beat beat beat beat
It's like a trigger, get me ready to shoot
Wanna wrestle with me baby
Here's a sneak, little peek
You can dominate the game cause I'm tough
I don't play around that often
When I do, I'm a freak
So you'd better believe I like it rough

Hold me down and make me scream
Lay me on the floor
Turn me on and take me out
Make me beg for more
 

Disco queen Donna Summer gave us the ultimate erotic tune with Love to Love You Baby. Makes me want to grab and hold someone special--see you in seventeen minutes!

Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

When you're laying so close to me
There's no place I'd rather you be than with me-ee, uh
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin, in-uh

Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

Lay your head down real close to me
Soothe my mind and set me free, set me free-ee, uh

Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

When you're laying so close to me
There's no place I'd rather you be than with me-ee, uh
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

Do it to me again and again
You put me in such a awful spin, in a spin, in-uh
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby
Ahaaw, I love to love you, baby

SONGWRITERS
SUMMER, DONNA / MORODER, GIORGIO / BELLOTTE, PETE

You have to go to X Hamster to watch the video for Rammstein's "Pussy." It's that explicit. However, beyond that, the song is all in good fun, and the men and women involved are on an even keel. It's pure sex, no problem!

Yes, they do use the word bitch, but it's in a purely sexual context. People do call each other things like "bitch" and "bastard" during sex but wouldn't do so outside the sex act. This isn't problematic, it's simply dirty talk.

Too big, too small?

Size does matter, after all

Zu groß, zu klein?

Er könnte etwas größer sein.

Mercedes Benz und Autobahn,

Alleine in das Ausland fahren Reise Reise, Fahrvergnügen ich will nur Spaß, mich nicht verlieben.

Just a little bit...

Just a little bitch...

You've got a pussy, I have a dick-ah

So what's the problem?

Let's do it quick!

So take me now before it's too late

Life's too short, so I can't wait

Take me now! Oh, don't you see?

I can't get laid in Germany

Too short, too tall?

It doesn't matter, one size fits all

Zu groß, zu klein?

Der Schlagbaum sollte oben sein!

Schönes Fraulein, Lust auf mehr,

Blitzkrieg mit dem Fleischgewehr

Schnaps im Kopf, du holde Braut

Steck Bratwurst in dein Sauerkraut

Just a little bit...

Be my little bitch...

You've got a pussy, I have a dick-ah,

So what's the problem?

Let's do it quick!

So take me now before it's too late

Life's too short, so I can't wait.

Take me now! Oh, don't you see?

I can't get laid in Germany

Germany, Germany

You've got a pussy, I have a dick-ah

So what's the problem?

Let's do it quick!

You've got a pussy, I have a dick-ah

So what's the problem?

Let's do it quick!

You've got a pussy, I have a dick-ah

So what's the problem?

Let's do it quick!

So take me now, before it's too late

Life's too short, so I can't wait!

Take me now, oh, don't you see?

I can't get laid in Germany.

SONGWRITERS

KRUSPE, RICHARD Z. / LANDERS, PAUL / LINDEMANN, TILL / LORENZ, DOKTOR CHRISTIAN / RIEDEL, OLIVER / SCHNEIDER, CHRISTOPH DOOM

 

I gotta lotta cash

I don't mind spendin' it

[Wiz Khalifa]

Imma smoke this joint then imma brake you off

I be lying if I said you ain't the one

All these tattoos on my skin they turn you on

Lotta smokin' drinkin' that's the shit I'm on

Heard you not the type that you take home to mom

Is we fucking when we leave the club or nah?

I ain't spending cash for nothing I wanna see you take it off

Imma pop this bottle you gon' give me brain or nah?

Heard you from the hood you rep that thing or nah?

Gotta lotta ass you gonna shake that thing or nah?

Heard you smoke blunts you down with paper planes or nah?

I feel like I'm Tony you my boss I'm thinking nah

The whole world I take it on

[Hook:]

You gonna run it for these hundreds girl or nah?

Show me is you really 'bout your money girl or nah?

Don't play with a boss, Girl take it off

Take it for a real one

You gonna get it all

Is you really with somebody or nah?

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with this s***s or nah?

Oh Nahhhh, Oh Nahhhhh

Would you ride for a nigga or nah?

Would you die for a nigga or nah?

Would you lie to a nigga or nah?

Oh Nahhhh

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with this s***s or nah?

Oh Nahhhh Oh Nahhhh

Would you ride for a nigga or nah?

Would you die for a nigga or nah?

Would you lie to a nigga or nah?

Oh Nahhhh

[Ty Dolla $ign]

Girl make that asss clap for young dolla $ign

You already know my money go a long time

I could slide for it, like Nelly

Imma go as far as you let me

Girl is you sucking me or fucking me or nah?

Can I bring another bitch lets have a threesome

Keep saying you a freak you gon' prove it or nah?

His bitch keep looking at me she choosin' or nah?

You a ride or die chick you with this shit or nah?

Say you not a side bitch, you all in or nah?

You gon' make them eggs cheesy with them grits or nah?

Can you do it like that, on this dick or nah?

[Hook:]

You gonna run it for these hundreds girl or nah?

Show me is you really 'bout your money girl or nah?

Don't play with a boss, Girl take it off

Take it for a real one

You gonna get it all

Is you really with somebody or nah?

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with this s***s or nah?

Oh Nahhhh, Oh Nahhhhh

Would you ride for a nigga or nah?

Would you die for a nigga or nah?

Would you lie to a nigga or nah?

Oh Nahhhh

Can you really take dick or nah?

Can I bring another bitch or nah?

Is you with this s***s or nah?

Oh Nahhhh Oh Nahhhh

Would you ride for a nigga or nah?

Would you die for a nigga or nah?

Would you lie to a nigga or nah?

Oh Nahhhh

[Outro:]

Gonna make that ass clap

Gonna make that ass clap

Make make make that ass clap

Gonna make that ass clap

With lines like 'make that ass clap,' 'is you fuckin' me and suckin' me or nah,' and 'can I bring another bitch or nah,' this song will never be mistaken for subtle. None of the others were subtle either, but this tune lacks any of the naughty charm that the previous dirty songs possess. The women are seen as fuck toys rather than sexual partners. You lost me with this one, Bitch.

~DJ Opal~

(Maybe that should be DJ Dirty Diamond)

Aww Monday: Dear Malcolm

So, on Awwww Mondays, people usually post pictures of cute kittens and puppies and such. 

Cute guy with pretty smile is not a kitten or puppy. He does have nice hair. We might want to pet it, but he wasn't anybody's pet. He was an independent thinker, highly intelligent and very creative. So, why are we posting his picture?

He makes us say "awww," but he also makes us cry.

Not because of anything he did. It isn't his fault. He was a nice guy. He didn't like hurting people.

Sure, like anyone else, sometimes he hurt people. But he tried not to.

He makes us cry because he's dying from a really terrible disease. This disease has robbed him of everything. It doesn't even allow him the favor of knowing that people love him. It doesn't even let him remember all the things he created during his very remarkable life.

It would make us sad if he was dying from cancer, but this disease adds insult to injury.

We're posting this picture because we want people to remember him. Not just because he was nice to look at, but because his heart and soul were so very good.

We think you're beautiful in all the ways that really matter, Malcolm. And we're so sorry. We already miss you very much, Baby.

Love and many tears,

DJ Opal

Six Word Saturday: Words We Can't Say Enough

We love you always, Malcolm Young

Like anyone who allows themselves to age naturally, Malcolm's face became wizened by time. He was a tiny person. However, he never looked frail until recently, and he always looked alert, as if he was taking everything in and processing it, figuring out what came next at all times. In recent photos, that look was gone, as if he was struggling just to get along. It's heartbreaking.

Dementia sucks. It sucks. And then it sucks some more. It robs its victims of their minds, of the light in their eyes, of their ability to recognize even those they loved the most. It robs those who love the sufferer of his or her ability to give the gift of themselves. 

Fuck you, dementia in all its forms. Just fuck you. 

I wish I had something more intelligent to say. Unfortunately, that is how helpless such a condition leaves everyone it touches.

~DJ Blooming Psycho~

Angus and Malcolm Young: Real Brotherly Love

 

We have learned that Malcolm Young's dementia is so fast-moving that his wife had to put him in a long term care facility. He doesn't remember things that happened just minutes before. His short term memory has been totally wiped.

Some of the team have gone through this sort of thing with parents or uncles and aunts, or grandparents. But to endure it with your sibling, your best friend, must be a hell beyond compare.

Angus has said of Malcolm that he felt that Malcolm was actually the better guitarist. He wasn't flashy, he provided a solid wall of sound. But Malcolm, according to Angus, could kick anyone's ass, including Angus', had Angus ever acted like some sort of prima donna.

Malcolm Young put up with no shit. He was scrappy. But he was also a generous, caring soul. He took it upon himself to call Bon Scott's mother personally following Bon's death, so she wouldn't have to learn about the devastating loss from the news. He said it was one of the hardest things he ever had to do, and he agonized over it for a long time afterwards. He believed that Bon told him that he "did good," stating that he felt a hand on his shoulder and the presence of his departed friend.

Malcolm believed in doing the right thing. He once walked off the set of a TV show after they tried to goad him into swearing to make him look like more of a bad boy. He was moved to tears by the crushing death of fans at an ill-planned concert venue with general admission, and was deeply saddened by the deaths of the children at the Waco disaster.

Malcolm was married to his wife Linda since the late 1970's. He has a daughter named Cara and a son named Ross. It would be heartbreaking to see the love of your life and the father of your children decline so badly so quickly that you had to opt to put him in a nursing home because you could no longer properly care for him yourself. It would be heartbreaking to see your devoted father decline into a state where he no longer recognizes you.

For Angus, watching the person who was not only his brother but also his best friend fall into a state where he no longer recognizes those who mean the most to him must be a hell beyond compare. Only two years apart in age, these guys were close as could be. Both stated that they scrapped at times when they were younger, but it certainly didn't keep them from forming one of the deepest bonds we've ever seen. They didn't have to say it in words: they love each other and each would do anything for the other. They were inseparable.

We can only offer our sympathies and our greatest respects. There will never be another Malcolm Young. He was one of a kind. He always had such a spark. Who would have imagined that his life would play out in such a tragic way?

We never know what awaits us. We have to treasure the moment; we truly do. This sort of thing could, sadly, strike any one of us or someone we loved with great depth; perhaps someone we thought would always be there.

A bond like that which exists between Angus and Malcolm Young can never really be broken, not even by a tragedy of this magnitude. Their unmistakable loving filial ties will outlast both of them. A friendship such as theirs is forever.

All of our love to these two iconic brothers. You are in our hearts always.

 

Blooming Psycho

for the KHEL 666 Krew

Breaking News: Tragedy for AC/DC

Our hearts are broken over the news of Phil Rudd's legal and drug troubles and Malcolm Young's retirement from the band he founded and cared for as he would his own child over the years. The post by Mr. Bruce Henne can be found here.
Our hearts go out to the entire band, but especially to Angus Young. It must be heart-wrenching to watch his brother's decline. Several of us have endured seeing our relatives progress into a twilight world. It crushes the soul.
All that can be said is we love you guys so much. Your music has been a great gift. We believe that one day when his time comes, Malcolm will remember what he did, and he will celebrate his triumphs.
We love you, Sweetheart.

DJ Blooming Psycho

for the KHEL 666 Krew

Sad But True Live 1992

Metallica is great live, and this is a pretty damn good video. I hope I don't mess it up for anyone by going on a little rant.

Maybe it's because I'm a father of daughters and I truly hope I taught my daughters to respect themselves and believe that they are worthy of respect. I know we all do silly stuff now and then, I hung plenty of moons in my time when I was younger. So maybe for some of the ladies who do it, flashing their boobs is just for a laugh. But somehow it doesn't seem that way.

I'm not saying that someone who flashes her boobs at a concert is "slutty" or anything like that, I don't know her character and neither can anyone else just based on this one action. I know this isn't the reaction most men have when seeing a woman flashing her goods, but when I see it, it sort of makes me sad that they think they have to do this. 

Perhaps some of them are trying to get backstage for a little fun, if this is their goal maybe that helps them accomplish it. But I imagine that's not really the case most of the time. I think many of them kind of feel like they have to, like it's expected.

Guys, a woman does not owe it to you to show you her breasts in a concert setting, and if she refuses, you don't have the right to call her names. Women, you don't owe it to anyone to flash your breasts. You came there to enjoy the music, you weren't hired as a stripper. If you don't want to do it, don't do it, and don't feel like you're a "prude" or "uncool" for refusing.

I once heard this exchange at a show, and I thought it was great.

Guy: "Show me your tits."

Woman: "Show me your dick."

He didn't. 

What's sauce for the goose and all.

Anyway, the sound quality is great on this video, and for some of you the fact that there is boob flashing may make you like it even better, although for others of you that may be a turn-off. For me it's neutral, other than the implications that women are always supposed to be on display. 

~DJ Seth~

Foreigner: Waiting For A Girl Like You

Monday's Music Moves Me: Faycin's Favorite Men Behind the Mic

A lot of Nu Metal sounds the same to me, but Cristian Machado's clear, powerful vocals rise to the top. I may be in my fifties, but I keep an open mind (and open ears) when it comes to music. I really like Ill Niño's style.

Finnish melodic metal band H.I.M. is fortunate to have Ville Valo as their front man. Ville's voice is perfect for the band's Gothic/romantic lyrics and style.

Power pop kings Def Leppard remain one of my favorite bands after many years. Joe Elliott has great vocal range. The band has suffered a lot of tragedy, but they're still putting it out there! This video was obviously made prior to Rick Allen's accident. I've seen them live. Rick is still one of the best drummers out there. The loss of his arm didn't change that.

I've seen Whitesnake in concert several times. David Coverdale is a great vocalist. He's also refreshingly lacking in "rock star" attitude. He enjoys joking around and having fun with the band and the audience. He also has enviable genes. He's now 62 years old, still has the same glorious mane of hair, and his face is still youthful. I need to find out his secret! ;-)

Great White's Jack Russell has a great voice for blues and power ballads. This is another band that has had more than its share of trouble. The Station fire was a tragedy that can never be forgotten. Guitarist Ty Longley was one of the people who lost their lives during that awful incident.

Geoff Tate is a great vocalist but apparently quite a volatile personality. He was fired from Queensrÿche in 2012 after a violent backstage altercation with other band members. I used to blast this song back when I was working as a courier. Kept the monotony of driving from putting me to sleep at the wheel! 

There's so many more, but I'll keep it to six. Hope you enjoyed the set!

~DJ Faycin~

Paper in Fire

John Mellencamp and his bodacious 80's Do perform a most excellent number for today's Theme Thursday prompt, Paper.

~DJ Viktoria~

An American Snoop Dogg in Paris

This reminds me of a little tale from many years ago in the mid-nineties. It probably won't be of much interest to anyone but me, but I'll tell it anyway. I went to see Public Enemy and U2 in concert. Before the show started, I was standing near the back entrance to the arena and who but Flavor Flav should walk by with his three older kids and their mother. I decided against saying anything to him as I didn't want to bother him when he was with his family. 

It's really too bad that Flav screwed things up so much between himself and his older kids. Guy's got issues. Regardless, Public Enemy always puts on one hell of a show, and I try to see them whenever they're in town. To be honest, although I love U2, I really thought that all the props they had onstage was overkill. Bono also seemed to really distance himself from the audience. Music-wise it was a push. Performance-wise, I actually preferred Public Enemy's performance. They seemed much more accessible.

About ten years later, my son and I went to a talk given by Chuck D. We went up afterwards and got his autograph. He's a true gentleman and really seems to have it together. 

Just a couple fun memories from back in the day. I enjoyed the recollection.

~DJ Cheesy~

Helloween: A Tale That Wasn't Right

A great power ballad from Helloween. This classic metal band is so underrated. I love their style!

~DJ Wanda~

Theme Thursday on Friday: Faces

The Theme Thursday Theme is Faces. Happy to oblige!

~DJ Aurora~

Bring Your Daughter to the Slaughter

The Last Brave Days of Freddie Mercury

I dreamed of Freddie shortly after he died. He kissed me on the cheek, thanked me for thinking of him, and told me not to worry so much about things.
Make of it what you will.

~DJ Rose~

Joe Cocker: The Letter

It's been going well to share tunes for Theme Thursday, so I think we'll stick with that for the time!
DJ Spectra

The Guess Who: Shakin' All Over

Rolling Stones Ruby Tuesday

 

This is my first time doing a Ruby Tuesday, so I thought it was fitting to play one of my favorite songs that I grew up with, and still love today.

~DJ Tempest~