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So, I've always had a lot of mythology-related ~feelings~ and the Greek gods were second in my book only to the Egyptian gods (because they were my first nerd-crush love or whatever), and I always had a soft spot for Hera. I don't know exactly why, very few myths every portrayed her in even a remotely sympathetic light, but I guess I felt like she got shafted. She's the goddess of marriage and everyone gets pissed off that she flips out about her husband's infidelity, and she's actually the oldest god in the Pantheon and she's basically the villain of every other story and there's evidence that she actually predates Zeus, and I don't know. Lots of feelings remember?
ANYWAY. Most of this is related to my headfic that the Greek gods didn't quite fall with their people's empire (actually, I imagine they held on at least through the Roman Republic, since they were given Latin names but essentially adopted as-is/was/whatever) but eventually they fizzled out because the Dark Ages were rough on everybody, but you can't be a god for centuries and not have some emergency battery life. Not to mention no one every really forgot about them. So this is a little American Gods-esque in case you were wondering.
I imagine that once no one was paying attention to them anymore, the Greek gods just kinda packed up, and Hera gathered what was left of her dignity and all of her righteous scorned-woman fury and left Zeus once and for all. Except it's kind of hard to completely leave behind family and lovers (especially if one person is both...), so there are a lot of Hera/Zeus feelings. One song for her vaguely epic-fail relationship with her kids (not that she wanted it to be, it just seems that nothing could quite go her way) and the rest is basically her dealing with modern life and there are some awesome moments and some definitely not awesome moments, because freedom's cool but it hurts to fade away.
I'm going to shut up now, here's the mix, I may end up posting bits of fic on tumblr/here, but I don't know. Enjoy :)
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Stuttering- Fefe Dobson
[The Straw that Broke the Camel's Back, sometime post-Octavian]
There's a whole lotta things that I will forgive
But I just can't take a liar
I was by your side 'til the very end
'Til you pushed me in the fire
I tried to believe you but something is wrong
You won't look in my eyes, tell me what's going on
It's you and me against the world
That's what you said, that's what you said
If you can't be honest with me
Then I'm afraid this is the end
Automatic- Electric Valentine
[Fuck you very much, Zeus, you asshole]
It's the last look I'll ever give you
The last look set to kill
There's no use I'm automatic
You never had it and you never will
It's the last look I'll ever give you
The last look set to kill
There's no use I'm automatic
You never had it and you never will.
Ways to Make You See- Yann Tiersen & Shannon Wright
[She never thinks of him, except when she does, and it hurts like a bitch]
Ways to make you see
It's not that love has failed me
Ways to make you see
It's not that love has failed me
Do you touch her
Like you touch me
Do you corrode her
Like you corrode me
Fireworks after Midnight- Gold Motel
[Nostalgia is an ugly color on her, but those honeymoon-phases were so sweet]
Once we were careless kids on the Fourth of July
While we watched the fireworks, twenty years went by
First you're laughing, then you cry
...
Now I'm yours, but one day soon, it will be otherwise
All your love won't be enough, I have realized
Fireworks are almost over, it's after midnight
One last time pull me closer, after midnight
First you're laughing, then you cry
Perfect- Alanis Morissette
[You've probably heard how motherhood didn't suit her; that still stings]
I'll live through you, I'll make you what I never was
If you're the best, then maybe so am I
Compared to him, compared to her
I'm doing this for your own damn good
You'll make up for what I blew
What's the problem... Why are you crying?
Be a good boy
Push a little farther now
That wasn't fast enough
To make us happy
We will love you just the way you are
If you're perfect
Primadonna- Marina & The Diamonds
[Once a queen, always a queen, only there isn't enough room for her in this new world]
Primadonna girl
Would you do anything for me?
Buy a big diamond ring for me?
Would you get down on your knees for me?
Pop that pretty question right now baby
...
And I'm sad to the core, core, core
Everyday is a chore, chore, chore
When you give I want more more more
I wanna be adored, coz I'm a
Primadonna girl, yeah
All I ever wanted was the world
I can't help that I need it all
The primadonna life, the rise and fall
You say that I'm kinda difficult
But it's always someone else's fault
Got you wrapped around my finger, babe
You can count on me to misbehave
Eve's Mouth- Alix Olson
[The whole "just being the lesser half of a super couple" thing wasn't frustrating until you really had to look at it]
Eve's mouth hurts from trying not to laugh
At a joke some scholar made
About her being someone's half
It was a joke, a lie, exaggeration, a fib
And now you all believe I came from his rib
She screams from the top of her lungs:
"I'm whole! I'm heart, I'm body, I'm mind, I'm soul."
Brutality- Black Box Recorder
[She likes order and class and, really, modernity is so tawdry]
Whatever happened to the fear of God?
Whatever happened to church on Sunday?
Whatever happened to the velvet glove
And the iron fist?
Whatever happened to the debutants?
Whatever happened to the south of France?
Good old fashioned brutality
Everything in its place
Good old fashioned barbarity
Leave the room in disgrace
...
Driving back from a late night party
Took a corner much too fast
Head-on collision with the 21st century
Whatever happened to brutality?
Cuckoo- Lissie
[So, she has a long overdue rebellious phase with Hades on a roadtrip]
I wanna try it all without regrets
I wanna meet the kind of folks I never met
Skipping school and smoking cigarettes
We haven't even really gotten started yet
Cuckoo
Let's go driving
Cuckoo
'Cause there's nowhere to go
Cuckoo
We're in hiding
They're telling our story on the radio
I fell in love with being defiant
In a pickup truck that roared like a lion
When you're with us
You don't have to be quiet no more
Into Dust- Mazzy Star
[Being free is great and everything, but there are no more ceremonies held in her name, and she's starting to fray]
Til my hand shook with the weight of fear
I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
...
Turning into dust
Turning into dust
Effigy- Natalie Merchant
[Oh, how she misses her temples, and the simplicity of being a fearsome symbol]
I'm an effigy
A parody, of who I appear to be
Put your flaming torches under me
Endless so far in myself, follow me