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camwynYak yarn arrived today from Copper Moose (a yarn and fiber company in Vermont). It's 50% yak and 50% alpaca. I had been hoping to make someone a scarf from it, but it's three ounces of light sportweight and wouldn't knit up quite the way I'd hoped. I think it's going to become part of a dubblemassa pointed cap with patterning now, although I would like to rough out some moose shapes on graph paper rather than just use the stars in the hat pattern I already have. I've got some grey doubleknit weight wool that should do nicely for a few of the pattern elements and I can get some sport weight white somewhere, I'm sure...
I burned a CD of suitable music back when I started writing H: H, so as to keep myself in the proper frame of mind while writing for John. He's rather harder to keep a grip on than the Potter people, possibly because everything so far's been from his point of view in one way or another. I have since come to the conclusion that some bits of the songs I chose were more appropriate than others; I am also thinking that I have some extra time on an average 74-minute CD and could probably do with a few other appropriate tunes. Have a look at what I've got and recommend anything extra you can think of that.
(Bear in mind that I only used songs I already have on CD or MP3. Well, okay, I did go to iTunes for one or two of them, but that's it.)
1. It's Probably Me, Sting. This one struck me first of all, for some reason:
If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
And you hurt yourself on the cold cold ground
And you wait for morning in a stranger's coat
No one would you see
You ask yourself, "Who'd watch for me?
My only friend- who could it be?"
It's hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me...
When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense
There's only one voice that comes to your defense
And the jury's out-
your eyes search the room and one friendly face is all you need to see
If there's one guy
Just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
It's hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me
2. Break It Down Again, Tears for Fears. Lovely, cynical view of a grotty sort of world, and a few lines sounded like something I could almost hear him saying.
It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
See for yourself - you have been sitting on a time bomb. . .
. . . and all the love and all the love in the world
Won't stop the rain from falling. . .
I can almost hear him saying the 'all the love in the world' line to Harry at some point, along with a speech about how the problem with good triumphing in the end is the fact that there's so much time between then and now in which evil gets to have its way instead.
3. Thriller, Michael Jackson. Well, okay, this one was mostly for atmosphere, but the line 'and no one's going to save you from the beast about to strike' provoked some interesting images. To be quite honest this song belongs more on the soundtrack for Draco's Uncle Lucious and I plan to use it there when I work on that fic again.
4. Acrobat, U2. Quite a lot of this song sounds like someone who's spent most of his life in the trenches, but these are the relevant bits.
And I'd join the movement if there was one I could believe in
Yeah, I'd break bread and wine if there was a church I could receive in
'Cos I need it now. . .
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that
. . .
In dreams begin responsibilities
And I can love
and I can love
and know that the time is turning 'round
so don't let the bastards grind you down
5. Lawyers, Guns and Money, Warren Zevon. I, er, this was randomly playing on my mp3 player when I was writing the scene where John encounters Peeves, and the line 'send lawyers, guns and money- the shit has hit the fan' sounded just as John slugged the poltergeist in the face. So it got on the CD.
6. Woke Up This Morning, Alabama3 (A3 in the States). Most folks in the States know this as the opening music to The Sopranos, but according to the band's website, it was originally about a British legal case where an abused wife bought a gun and killed her husband. Nevertheless, the words do seem to ring true for John:
I woke up this morning, and the world turned upside down
Things ain't been the same since the blues walked into town
But I'm a one in a million, 'cos I got that shotgun shine
Shame about it
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in my eyes. . .
It's times like these make me wonder if I'll ever know
the meaning of things as they appear to the others
wives husbands mothers fathers sisters and brothers
and I wish I didn't punch in and I wish I didn't think
beyond the next big cheque and the next little drink
but I do, so I make up my mind to go on
but when I woke up this morning everything I had was gone. . .
7. Wrapped Around Your Finger, Sting. A little iffy, but it makes nicely sinister padding, and I think we can all appreciate the idea that underestimating someone with a highly flexible conscience is Bad.
8. London Calling, The Clash. When one does not have access to punk music one turns to any avenue at hand to acquire the sound of Hostile, Cranky, Disillusioned Brits. The Clash's vaguely postapocalyptic song stood in nicely for John's days in Mucous Membrane.
9. I Can't Dance, Genesis. For some reason this sounded very much like what happens when John finally gets his feet under him and starts feeling familiar with the wizarding world.
Young punk spillin' beer on my shoes
Fat guy's talkin' to me tryin' to steal my blues
Thick smoke, see her smilin' through
I never thought so much could happen just shootin' pool
But I can't dance
I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way that I walk
No, I can't dance
I can't sing
I'm just standin' here sellin'. . .
10. Made in England, Elton John. Iffy at best. I needed filler or the CD would have been too short for my liking.
You had a scent for scandal? Well, here's my middle finger
I had forty years of pain and nothing to cling to
I was made in England
When you're made in England, you're built to last. . .
. . . but the joke's on you
You never read the song
They all think they know, but they've all got it wrong
11. Until the End of the World, U2. I can't quite explain it; this one felt right somehow.
I took the money, I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You led me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise. . .
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me, spilling over the brim
Waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out to the one I tried to destroy
You - you said you'd wait
Until the end of the world
12. I Love You... I'll Kill You, Enigma. Actually, the lyrics on this one are kind of irrelevant. There is an instrument solo towards the end of the song that qualified it for the CD; it's the kind of thing one could hear playing during a movie trailer of the climactic scenes that will eventually be written. Er. Did that make any sense?
13. Cult of Personality, Living Colour. Again, this is more because I felt I needed some of the music of hostility than anything that would hook specifically into John. Granted, this is American, but given what John thinks of Voldie and the people he's gathered around him it works fairly well.
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you want to be. . .
Neon lights
Nobel Prize
When a mirror speaks
The reflection lies. . .
You gave me fortune
you gave me fame
you gave me power in your god's name...
14. I Believe In Father Christmas, Greg Lake- I have plans for this one and that is all I am going to say.
I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish, pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'd be snow at Christmas
They said there'd be peace on Earth
Hallelujah, Noel- be it Heaven or Hell
The Christmas we get, we deserve
I burned a CD of suitable music back when I started writing H: H, so as to keep myself in the proper frame of mind while writing for John. He's rather harder to keep a grip on than the Potter people, possibly because everything so far's been from his point of view in one way or another. I have since come to the conclusion that some bits of the songs I chose were more appropriate than others; I am also thinking that I have some extra time on an average 74-minute CD and could probably do with a few other appropriate tunes. Have a look at what I've got and recommend anything extra you can think of that.
(Bear in mind that I only used songs I already have on CD or MP3. Well, okay, I did go to iTunes for one or two of them, but that's it.)
1. It's Probably Me, Sting. This one struck me first of all, for some reason:
If the night turned cold and the stars looked down
And you hurt yourself on the cold cold ground
And you wait for morning in a stranger's coat
No one would you see
You ask yourself, "Who'd watch for me?
My only friend- who could it be?"
It's hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me...
When the world's gone crazy and it makes no sense
There's only one voice that comes to your defense
And the jury's out-
your eyes search the room and one friendly face is all you need to see
If there's one guy
Just one guy
Who'd lay down his life for you and die
It's hard to say it
I hate to say it
But it's probably me
2. Break It Down Again, Tears for Fears. Lovely, cynical view of a grotty sort of world, and a few lines sounded like something I could almost hear him saying.
It's in the way you're always hiding from the light
See for yourself - you have been sitting on a time bomb. . .
. . . and all the love and all the love in the world
Won't stop the rain from falling. . .
I can almost hear him saying the 'all the love in the world' line to Harry at some point, along with a speech about how the problem with good triumphing in the end is the fact that there's so much time between then and now in which evil gets to have its way instead.
3. Thriller, Michael Jackson. Well, okay, this one was mostly for atmosphere, but the line 'and no one's going to save you from the beast about to strike' provoked some interesting images. To be quite honest this song belongs more on the soundtrack for Draco's Uncle Lucious and I plan to use it there when I work on that fic again.
4. Acrobat, U2. Quite a lot of this song sounds like someone who's spent most of his life in the trenches, but these are the relevant bits.
And I'd join the movement if there was one I could believe in
Yeah, I'd break bread and wine if there was a church I could receive in
'Cos I need it now. . .
And I must be an acrobat
To talk like this and act like that
. . .
In dreams begin responsibilities
And I can love
and I can love
and know that the time is turning 'round
so don't let the bastards grind you down
5. Lawyers, Guns and Money, Warren Zevon. I, er, this was randomly playing on my mp3 player when I was writing the scene where John encounters Peeves, and the line 'send lawyers, guns and money- the shit has hit the fan' sounded just as John slugged the poltergeist in the face. So it got on the CD.
6. Woke Up This Morning, Alabama3 (A3 in the States). Most folks in the States know this as the opening music to The Sopranos, but according to the band's website, it was originally about a British legal case where an abused wife bought a gun and killed her husband. Nevertheless, the words do seem to ring true for John:
I woke up this morning, and the world turned upside down
Things ain't been the same since the blues walked into town
But I'm a one in a million, 'cos I got that shotgun shine
Shame about it
Born under a bad sign with a blue moon in my eyes. . .
It's times like these make me wonder if I'll ever know
the meaning of things as they appear to the others
wives husbands mothers fathers sisters and brothers
and I wish I didn't punch in and I wish I didn't think
beyond the next big cheque and the next little drink
but I do, so I make up my mind to go on
but when I woke up this morning everything I had was gone. . .
7. Wrapped Around Your Finger, Sting. A little iffy, but it makes nicely sinister padding, and I think we can all appreciate the idea that underestimating someone with a highly flexible conscience is Bad.
8. London Calling, The Clash. When one does not have access to punk music one turns to any avenue at hand to acquire the sound of Hostile, Cranky, Disillusioned Brits. The Clash's vaguely postapocalyptic song stood in nicely for John's days in Mucous Membrane.
9. I Can't Dance, Genesis. For some reason this sounded very much like what happens when John finally gets his feet under him and starts feeling familiar with the wizarding world.
Young punk spillin' beer on my shoes
Fat guy's talkin' to me tryin' to steal my blues
Thick smoke, see her smilin' through
I never thought so much could happen just shootin' pool
But I can't dance
I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way that I walk
No, I can't dance
I can't sing
I'm just standin' here sellin'. . .
10. Made in England, Elton John. Iffy at best. I needed filler or the CD would have been too short for my liking.
I had forty years of pain and nothing to cling to
I was made in England
When you're made in England, you're built to last. . .
. . . but the joke's on you
You never read the song
They all think they know, but they've all got it wrong
11. Until the End of the World, U2. I can't quite explain it; this one felt right somehow.
I took the money, I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You led me on with those innocent eyes
You know I love the element of surprise. . .
In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me, spilling over the brim
Waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out to the one I tried to destroy
You - you said you'd wait
Until the end of the world
12. I Love You... I'll Kill You, Enigma. Actually, the lyrics on this one are kind of irrelevant. There is an instrument solo towards the end of the song that qualified it for the CD; it's the kind of thing one could hear playing during a movie trailer of the climactic scenes that will eventually be written. Er. Did that make any sense?
13. Cult of Personality, Living Colour. Again, this is more because I felt I needed some of the music of hostility than anything that would hook specifically into John. Granted, this is American, but given what John thinks of Voldie and the people he's gathered around him it works fairly well.
I know your anger, I know your dreams
I've been everything you want to be. . .
Neon lights
Nobel Prize
When a mirror speaks
The reflection lies. . .
You gave me fortune
you gave me fame
you gave me power in your god's name...
14. I Believe In Father Christmas, Greg Lake- I have plans for this one and that is all I am going to say.
I wish you a hopeful Christmas
I wish you a brave New Year
All anguish, pain and sadness
Leave your heart and let your road be clear
They said there'd be snow at Christmas
They said there'd be peace on Earth
Hallelujah, Noel- be it Heaven or Hell
The Christmas we get, we deserve
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Date: 2004-02-05 12:39 pm (UTC)The Pogues and Kirsty MacColl: Fairytale of New York
(You scumbag, you maggot, you cheap lousy faggot. Merry Christmas, my ass, I thank God it's our last).
Sex Pistols: God Save the Queen
Pink Floyd: The Wall
(We don't need no education. Etc.)
Something by Queen, but I'm not sure what. Possibly "Princes of the Universe," also known as "the Highlander theme song".
Saturday Night's All Right For Fighting, by Elton John, maybe?
Bruce Cockburn: If I Had A Rocket Launcher
Warren Zevon: Don't Knock On My Door (If you don't know my rotweiller's name)
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Date: 2004-02-05 02:25 pm (UTC)This song is actually behind one of the items on the list of things John isn't allowed to do any more, and will figure in the same segment as the Greg Lake one. I just don't have it on CD or mp3 yet.
Something by Queen, but I'm not sure what.
Lord, I almost forgot, I'd planned to put "Under Pressure" on there.
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Date: 2004-02-05 01:35 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-05 02:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-05 10:29 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-06 01:16 pm (UTC)I have no punk background. None. None whatsoever. Okay, some fondness for the Ramones, but that's it. I have grown up deprived, it would seem. Would I be likely to find this on CD somewhere, or would I have to go to a file-sharing network, or what?
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Date: 2004-02-06 04:12 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-06 04:46 pm (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-06 05:04 pm (UTC)A Random Suggestion:
Date: 2004-02-10 12:05 pm (UTC)-- Lorrie
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Date: 2004-02-11 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-02-21 12:57 am (UTC)The punk version of My Way (Sid Vicious), perhaps. That might be pushing it. :-P
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Date: 2004-02-21 07:36 am (UTC)Re:
Date: 2004-02-21 11:06 pm (UTC)http://www.kemayo.com/mp3/25-Sid_Vicious-My_Way.mp3
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Date: 2004-02-21 11:09 pm (UTC)