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Look what was waiting for me at the post office yesterday! A present from the ever-wonderful Jo:
I'll refrain from making any Jo-type remarks about flavours and such.
Am I looking forward to eating it?
That's for me to know and you to guess...
(Thank you, sweetie! I laffed and laffed...)
And look what arrived by FedEx the other day--
Is there any connection, I hear you cry?
And on that subject of DMotCM: I've been thinking a bit about songfics lately just as, synchronously, unovis_lj found a song to go with her utterly wonderful fic Suited Up, which is currently being revised, alas. (What a fecking ugly sentence.) I also read on accounts of the latest HLWW Con that Peter Wingfield has music he plays to elicit a Methos-mood.
I'll probably post something separately on songfics when I get back from holiday (off to Andalucía this week!! Eeeee!!!). I have to say, though, I am a bit of a literalist about the song-association thing. I don't seem able to do what vidders do -- take a song that doesn't immediately seem to correlate to the subject matter and know straight away how it could be used. For me, the song has to jump up and smack me on the face with its obviousness.
Like this one: Caledonia, by Frankie Miller. It's so Duncan, it can bring tears to my eyes. But then I'm a complete sap. Possibly post-NTB, or even post-Endgame. It also doesn't hurt that Frankie Miller's got one of the best blues voices I've ever heard.
I've also got a couple of Remus/Sirius songs. The best is Crowded House's Four Seasons in One Day, but I don't have that in digitial form and it makes me too sad to want to download it. Another one is by the undeservedly unknown Fiction Factory: a nasty little number called Feels Like Heaven. I'll upload that another time. If Rowling's nice to Remus in HBP and makes him mourn, publicly.
Now I've depressed myself.
But I've just remembered! I have Cock-Flavoured soup!!
I'll refrain from making any Jo-type remarks about flavours and such.
Am I looking forward to eating it?
That's for me to know and you to guess...
(Thank you, sweetie! I laffed and laffed...)
And look what arrived by FedEx the other day--
Is there any connection, I hear you cry?
And on that subject of DMotCM: I've been thinking a bit about songfics lately just as, synchronously, unovis_lj found a song to go with her utterly wonderful fic Suited Up, which is currently being revised, alas. (What a fecking ugly sentence.) I also read on accounts of the latest HLWW Con that Peter Wingfield has music he plays to elicit a Methos-mood.
I'll probably post something separately on songfics when I get back from holiday (off to Andalucía this week!! Eeeee!!!). I have to say, though, I am a bit of a literalist about the song-association thing. I don't seem able to do what vidders do -- take a song that doesn't immediately seem to correlate to the subject matter and know straight away how it could be used. For me, the song has to jump up and smack me on the face with its obviousness.
Like this one: Caledonia, by Frankie Miller. It's so Duncan, it can bring tears to my eyes. But then I'm a complete sap. Possibly post-NTB, or even post-Endgame. It also doesn't hurt that Frankie Miller's got one of the best blues voices I've ever heard.
I've also got a couple of Remus/Sirius songs. The best is Crowded House's Four Seasons in One Day, but I don't have that in digitial form and it makes me too sad to want to download it. Another one is by the undeservedly unknown Fiction Factory: a nasty little number called Feels Like Heaven. I'll upload that another time. If Rowling's nice to Remus in HBP and makes him mourn, publicly.
Now I've depressed myself.
But I've just remembered! I have Cock-Flavoured soup!!