Song of the Day ------------------------------------ Hey NSers! Today's SONG OF THE DAY, suggested by Zantalio, is a sentimental and emotional jazz ballad from the 1950s about a lost love and the bittersweet memories it leaves behind. Sit back, put it on, and enjoy!
Song of the Day ------------------------------------ Hey NSers! Today's SONG OF THE DAY, suggested by Wallachians and moldavians, is a sad ukulele song that expresses the pain of a lost love. Sit back, put it on, and enjoy!
Song of the Day ------------------------------------ Hey NSers! Today's SONG OF THE DAY, suggested by Valiraisia, is a ukulele song that depicts a post-apocalyptic scene where the world is falling into chaos before the singer's eyes. Sit back, relax, and let the song play! :D
Deep in the Turkish highlands, in a small isolated hut which proved a difficult climb to any soul who dared trek across the perilous terrain to get there, there lived a man whose name had been long forgotten over time. He was once a powerful politician, constructing the framework of a group known as the now-defunct Bluecrown Keep. The BCK, as it had been abbreviated, was a popular political group, its members all taking a nickname to avoid revealing their true identities. This man's nickname was "Barlyy". His legacy was polarizing, as some celebrated his progressive ideals and importance within the BCK while others saw him as nothing more than a conniving dictator willing to take power whenever it was convenient. At the same time he had won the quadrannual election to head the organization, a few members left and fostered another, this time known as Callista. Barlyy was distraught; the new group, specifically the two longtime BCK members leaving, he took as an attempt to undermine his power. Upon realizing this, he left, forcing the BCK to call a snap election and quickly find a replacement for him, which he also took personally. He then considered taking his own life, but luckily never did. As he slowly meditated in this dimly-lit hut, gazing across the stark landscape of Asia Minor, he heard a sure knock on the door.
"Who the hell would go to all that effort, come this far just to knock on my door?" he thought. He was easily annoyed by visitors, this one no exception. Barlyy opened the door, and to his surprise, it was nobody he knew, nor a hiker. It turned out to be a mail carrier, gasping and wheezing for air. Barlyy quickly let him in, fixing him a hot cup of tea to aid his coughing.
The mail carrier lifted up the cup and touched it to his lips, his heavy breathing fading in a matter of seconds. "Thank you," he managed. He reached into his pouch and pulled out a dusty letter, which seemed to have been written years ago. "There's a letter to this address... for a Barlyy?"
Barlyy's eyes widened when he look the letter, opened it, and read it. The words on the page, so delicately written, were most certainly of the handwriting of Noooooo, a fellow BCK member. The words on the page spoke volumes, and never would Barlyy forget what hit his eyes:
"bruh dont go pls"
Barlyy stood up, determined, and began his journey back to headquarters, where he would soon restore his legacy as a career politician.
Song of the Day ------------------------------------ Hey NSers! Today's SONG OF THE DAY, suggested by Unogonduria, is an energetic and uplifting electronic dance track that is perfect for a night out on the town or a workout mix. While the song is instrumental, it captures the feeling of excitement and anticipation, getting you pumped and ready to take on the world. Sit back, relax, and let the song play! :D
Song of the Day ------------------------------------ Hey NSers! Today's SONG OF THE DAY, suggested by X Country, is a classic Doo Woop song that is known for its vocal harmonies and catchy melody. Sit back, relax, and let the song play! :D