#lyrics from Talking Head’s ‘This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody)’

[greasby]

I can’t tell one from another. Did I find you, or you find me?

[frobin]

round 3 - violet

Listen to "Greenday - Extraordinary Girl"

Propaganda:

This song about the difficulties that a romantic relationship is going through after the infatuation subcides and Frobin face the day-to-day routine of each other's lives. They realize that love isn't just enjoying the good sides of each other, but also compromising and accepting everything in your loved one.

The lyrics reminds me of Robin the way it describes a woman who struggles to live in an ordinary world and is often left alone or neglected. Despite her hardships, she remains strong and determined to make her own way in life. The chorus also expresses her resilience, as she still tries each day despite the difficulties she may face.

From Franky's point of view, there's a part of the outro reinforces her strength as she is called an 'Extraordinary girl'. That's something Franky would describe her, besides 'our super archaeologists'

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Listen to "Talking Heads -This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)"

Propaganda:

"Did I find you, or you find me?" The perfect line for these two.

Further Further propaganda for This must be the place.

The first part of the song is about the start of their relationship. Robin convincing Franky to join the Straw Hats when he wanted to stay "home". They spend time together, standing by each other's side, slowly developing feelings for each other and maybe even covering them up.

The second part is post-timeskip, when they meet again at the Sunny. They both are home again. Again, "Did I find you or you find me" line hits. They found home in each other. PS: "you've got a face with a view" is something Franky would say.

[citylighten]

24 26 and 28 for pietro/rosie for the pairings ask please please please <3

24. Do they have a song?

Unfortunately this part of the ask is going to be a little long because I thought to myself, "how am I going to talk about Pietro's perspective on Rosaria through music and not touch on Rosie's perspective?!" 'cause their tastes are a bit different. So, Pietro listens to a lot of older music. He probably feels like more passion and sincerity is in these songs. When Pietro thinks about Rosaria, he thinks of the lyrics of My Cherie Amour, he likes both versions but he listens to the Italian version more. I'm 80% sure this will be playing during their wedding, it has to lmao

"That Sunday, That Summer" also gets him thinking of Rosaria.

Meanwhile, when Rosaria [while liking these songs!] feels that their song is "This Must Be The Place" by Talking Heads. The more she gets to know Pietro on a intimate level, the more this song makes her think of him.

26. Are they jealous?

Pietro neither approves of Raphael or average men looking at Rosaria. 😭We saw how tense Pietro got with Rosaria in that gold dress smdh. The longer they're together, the more he'll become the sort of man who's like, "let me discreetly touch my partner so other people can see who she's with." Rosaria doesn't mind the jealousy, because it does make her feel desirable and leads to good sex. Rosaria is also prone to jealousy even if she acts like she isn't. But you know from the way she'll look at certain woman. You'll know.

28. How do they show affection for each other?

Rosaria is a believer in quality time. Pietro is typically a gift giver, but he learns that certain gifts are more valued by her than others!

[kaaaaaaarf]

ten seven eight fav songs

thank you to @behaveddestroyerrating for the tag! x

It's so hard for me to choose "all time favourites", but I'm going to do my best here...

Whole Wide World by Wreckless Eric

There's something inherently romantic about this song and I just love the sound as well. I also did long distance for a long time with my current partner, so I feel it coating my insides.

I'd go the whole wide world I'd go the whole wide world just to find her

Tangerine by Led Zeppelin

Led Zeppelin is one of my all time fav artists and this is my favourite song by them. It's just beautiful and it happens to be off of my favourite Zeppelin album (III). Is it their craziest song? No. Their most feral song? No. It just makes me feel some kind of way.

A New England by Billy Bragg

I've always found the lyrics to be particularily lovely and I know he actually wrote this as a fuck you to Maggie Thatcher, but honestly it doesn't detract from the song (if anything it makes it better).

I saw two shooting stars last night I wished on them but they were only satellites Is it wrong to wish on space hardware I wish, I wish, I wish you'd care

This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) by Talking Heads

I love Talking Heads in general and this song has my favourite lyric out of any of their songs. I actually have it on a button on my leather jacket.

And you love me til my heart stops Love me til I'm dead

There Is A Light That Never Goes Out by The Smiths

Look...I know this is like the most obvious of their songs to love, but I just really do. I can listen to this song on repeat, and I have. I unironically love The Smiths. 🎶Take me outttt tonighttttt....

Night Shift by Lucy Dacus

LUCY!! God, I love her. I will HOWL this song if it comes on. It is more a "current fav" than an "all time fav", though.

Seven by Taylor Swift

Another "current fav". It just evokes this childhood nostalgia that hits me right in my solar plexus, you know? It reminds me of something I feel like I lost a long time ago and could search my whole life trying to get back...but you can never go back. I dunno. This song just means a lot to me.

Please picture me In the weeds Before I learned civility I used to scream ferociously Any time I wanted

My Kink Is Karma by Chappell Roan

Look, I love her. Another current fav. I saw her live last month and she was brilliant. I love shouting the chorus to this...

People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching you Ruin your life You losing your mind You dyeing your hair People say I'm jealous but my kink is watching you Crashing your car You breaking your heart You thinking I care People say I'm jealous but my kink is karma

Almost forgot the tags! Tagging: @ennisagain, @vaguelydoomed, @endlessnightlock, @eightysix-baby and @wdcmaxy

[skinnywalker]

okay so I just had this really cool idea

eddie x (male) reader, they're already dating in this

but everything's fine and dandy but then reader starts to get vecna'd and everyone (esp eddie) is panicking

then someone mentions the "you get saved by your favourite song" and eddie's like "okay right I know that" and he plays the reader's favourite song and he's okay :) very fluffy at the end

if its not too much to ask, could the song be This must be the place (naive melody) by talking heads? tyty :)) I hope you have a lovely day <3

Thank you jonesy! This is lovely (and I love talking heads)

Naive (Eddie Munson x Male Reader)

Eddie whistled to himself and as he walked to his boyfriend's house. He and Y/N had been dating for nearly three months. To be honest, Eddie had never been happier. From that first night, sitting outside the trailer, awkwardly kiss and holding hands, to their first concert, wrapped in eachothers arms screaming lyrics while trying not to loose breathe. Eddie had never really felt so safe, so loved, so adored.

"Baby, are you in there? I'm sorry I came a little earlier than I promised." Eddie slipped through the open door. The house felt oddly quiet. Y/N normal had music playing or the TV on in the background, but there was nothing "hello? Sweetheart? Did I catch you at a bad time?" Eddie slowly walked up the stairs. Still nothing. "Y/N are you-" Eddie froze as he opened the door. Y/N's head laid slightly back, with white, pupil-less eyes. He floated slightly over the floor. Eddie screamed, crashing into the wall behind him as his boyfriend floated slightly higher. "Fuck no. No, no, no. I can't lose you too!" Eddie pushed back of junk off Y/N's desk, grabbing his walkman and pushing in the cassette.

Y/N heard the opening beats of 'naive melody' and turning to see Eddie stand under him in his own bedroom. "EDDIE!! EDDIE!" Eddie couldn't hear him. He started running as fast as he could. The strange world around him crashing down as he threw himself at his boyfriend. With a crash, he fell into Eddie's arms. Y/N looked up at Eddie. The two of them lay clutching each, Eddie sobbed, holding his lover so close, his nails pieced skin. "I'm back Eddie. I'm ok"

[justkending]

Moral of the Story (Prologue)

Series Summary: From childhood friends, to highschool sweethearts, the two naive, young, and lovestruck teens decided the best way to keep a strong relationship during college would be to marry right out of highschool. No one batted an eye at the idea as everyone knew they were soulmates. However, college is a big step in a person’s life. You learn new things about yourself, you make new friends, find new hobbies… And maybe being newly weds and going to different colleges across the states wasn’t the best plan… After a falling out, and a tragic heartbreaking divorce, the two now hold grudges for how the other handled the whole thing in the past. Neither not really knowing both sides of the story. 10 years later, and they both get a call from the lawyers office that settled their divorce. Somehow the papers never went through and the divorce was never completed. So now, the exes, or should we say husband and wife, have to meet back up after all these years to settle their failed marriage once and for all. (This summary will be shorter in other chapters. I just needed to get the full concept out there;)

A/N (repeat): So the other day while I was doing my hair (quite the process), I was playing music and the song Moral of the Story by Ashe came on. Mind you, I’ve heard this song hundreds of times, but for some reason, this time I got a major story idea! Listening to the lyrics brought me to this new series. Of course, the lengthy summary above will give you an idea of what came to my brain, but I recommend you listen to the song still because it plays a big part in my thought process:) (Plus it’s a good song;) Enjoy and please do not hesitate to share your thoughts and comments with me! I love each and every single one<3

(I will release the first chapter at the beginning of next week! That way I can give myself some time to write more chapters before sharing it!)

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Y/N (Modern AU)

Word Count: 1200+

Prologue:

"Melody, have the papers for the Bee's Knees company come in yet?"

"Uh, no. But I can call them again and see if they faxed it or sent over a physical copy though," Melody answered from her desk, already typing away to find the company.

"Perfect. We have a meeting with a recycling plant next week and I want to get everything set before we go in with them," Y/N nodded, coming out from her office with a file in her hands. She turned to her assistant at the front desk who was about 20 emails deep and already finding the issue. "Hey, you're not coming in tomorrow, right?"

"Um, no, no. I am. I rescheduled that date," she answered bashfully as if she had been caught in the act of something.

"Melody..." Y/N drug out, hand on her hip.

"What? I- He understood. He said he was fine moving it to Saturday," the young woman shrugged, never looking back at her boss that was clearly sending her a motherly stare.

"You're already over your 40 hours this week, and you've rescheduled with him, what? 3 times now?" Y/N moved to the front of the desk so the young brunette had to make eye contact with her.

"Yes," she answered hesitantly.

"Is it just nerves or something else?" Y/N smirked.

"I'm not nervous... It's just been a while since I've had time for a date."

"Two things about what you just said in the past minute. One, clearly this guy likes you because he's rescheduled with you this many times and hasn't called it off yet. So if you're nervous about it not going well on his end, I think you're safe," Y/N pointed a finger at her.

"But-," Melody started.

"Second," Y/N cut off with a raised eyebrow. "I'm giving you time to go on a date and you're still not taking it. Work is no longer an excuse."

Melody stopped avoiding eye contact and looked up at the Y/H/C hair woman leaning on her reception desk.

"You've been talking with my mom again, haven't you?" she sighed.

"I promised I'd take care of you. So yes, I have. And though her reasoning for you dating is because she wants grandbabies, I just want you to have fun and live your life. You're 22. Don't waste your young years being scared."

"Ugh, fine. I'll text him now and see if he's still available for tonight," she groaned.

"Perfect!" Y/N grinned in victory as she started to walk back to her office. "I expect the details in the morning," she winked before she walked in.

"Oh, Y/N!" Melody stopped her. "A message came for you while you were in that last meeting."

"Who from?" Y/N quirked an eyebrow, moving back to the desk.

"Uh, I don't really know. Didn't sound familiar, but here's the name and number they said to call back from," she answered, handing her a note.

Y/N took the small paper and looked it over. Her face dropped and her eyes widened.

"You ok? Is it someone you know?" the young assistant asked, noticing what looked like horror on her face.

"Um, yeah. Yeah, an old acquaintance of mine," Y/N tried to quickly brush off. "Um, I'm going to take this. Can you hold any calls and if anyone comes to talk, tell them to just email me?"

"Oh, ok. Yeah, I'll take care of it," Melody nodded.

"Thank you."

Rushing back to her office and quickly shutting her door, she raced to her phone. She read the business name again, not sure if she was dreaming or if it was a hallucination.

Nope. Hammer Attorney was written in Melody's perfect penmanship on the paper with a number that held an area code from New York. A place she never thought she would hear from again and from a town she hadn't visited in almost 10 years._________________

"Buck, did you tell Fury about getting those new water therapy machines?" Steve shouted from his room.

"We're at home, Steve. Why are we talking about work?" Bucky groaned as he slouched on the couch. A beer in hand and a documentary with I Survived stories playing in front of him.

Steve came in from around the corner looking down at his phone in hand before moving his eye line to his roommate.

"Because I just got a call from the night crew saying that the last one that was working, finally went out tonight while they were running it for some test," Steve raised an eyebrow.

"Ugh, you would think that a facility run by a billionaire who literally makes his money on high-tech machines, wouldn't have to ask for those kinds of things," Bucky groaned, grabbing his own phone and going through emails. "Let me check to see if the email went through. He wasn't in office when I went to tell him."

As he was sorting through the hundreds of emails sent back and forth just this week alone, he found the reply message.

"Yeah, management confirmed it. They should be in by Saturday it looks like. Guess Stark was still working out the kinks to a new one and was waiting to send one our way until the last one died to get more time on his newest model."

Steve nodded before walking to the kitchen and typing Bucky's response to the other crew members.

"The man is always finding new ways to upgrade them before he can even send them to us."

Just as Bucky was about to throw his phone to the side again though, it started ringing. Looking at the caller ID, he didn't recognize the unknown number. It was from in-state but in his hometown area of Brooklyn. He pinched his eyebrows together confused at the call, but answered it anyway, thinking it must be someone from home.

"Hello?"

"Hello. Is this Mr. Barnes?" The other voice answered.

"Yes, this is him. Who's this?" he asked, sitting up a little and putting the beer on the end table.

"My name is Matthew Murdock. I work at Nelson and Murdock Law firm," he went on. Bucky shook his head not knowing what that was supposed to mean. "Well, you may actually know us previously as Hammer Attorney. We recently just took over their business after some fraud issues."

Bucky's heart stopped. He knew what that name meant.

"I hate to inform you, but we were going through some of their old files. Ones we were informed could be incomplete or done completely incorrectly due to little care in the actual cases, but more so in taking the money."

"Incomplete cases?" Bucky said softly. His brain was still trying to wrap around the conversation.

"Yes, unfortunately, it looks like a lot of cases having to deal with divorces that the past owners handled, were done strictly in order to launder money. They weren't actually certified, nor trained in handling divorce settlements."

Bucky froze. Eyes wide. Mouth agape.

He stuttered out a response when the man on the other line didn't continue.

"A-And talking about incomplete divorce settlements, you called because..." Bucky knew. He needed to hear it out loud because if he didn't, it wasn't true. It couldn't be.

"I'm so sorry Mr. Barnes, but it looks as though you and your wife, Y/N Y/L/N or sorry, Y/N Barnes, are actually not divorced."

(I will release the first chapter at the beginning of next week! That way I can give myself some time to write more chapters before sharing it!)

Moral of the Story Taglist:

@taylormobley @ximaginx @vicmc624

Marvel Tags:

@thejourneyneverendsx @death-unbecomes-you @heyiamthatbitch @lizzymacy555  @srrymydood @xa-dia @redhairedfeistynerd @morganclaire4 @connie326 @captain-asguard @mollygetssherlockcoffee @teenagedreams-bucky @shower-me-with-roses​ @pham-tastical 

My Lovelies forever:

@natura1phenomenon​ @lauravicente​ @kakakatey​ @traceyaudette​ @notyourtypicalrose​  @laneygthememequeen​ @awesome-badass-cafeteria-sauce​ @sandlee44​ @thorne93​ @thefaithfulwriter​ @essie1876​ @greyeyedsmile14​ @capsiclehan​  @xostephanie​ @averyrogers83​ @awesomenursingstudent​ @gh0stgurl​ @cs-please​ @carls1022​ @jjlevin​ @rainbowkisses31​ @carls1022​ @anise-d-castle6​ @deannotmoose​ @their-bibliophile​ @kitkatd7​ @willowbleedsonpaper​ @mariaenchanted​ @snffbeebee​ @couldabeenamermaid​ @rebekahdawkins​ @alyispunk​

Bucky Barnes Tags:

@chloe-skywalker​ @charmedbysarge​ @jbarness​ @bellamy-barnes​ @katiaw2​ @aikeia​

[captainsatspeed]

songs from my on repeat playlist on spotify that i think the ghosts would like/remind me of them, pt 2:

decided to remake this post from a year and a half ago, this time with a different on repeat because i’m bored and somehow managed to bring my ghosts obsession back. i’m probably going to struggle with assigning songs to all of them due to the abundance of noel gallagher in my on repeat (don’t ask) but we move.

robin: this must be the place (naive melody) - the talking heads

it’s just cute and shamelessly happy. it feels like him. i’m already imagining an edit of him to the intro. (it was a tough debate between him and kitty for this but nothing else really suited robin.)

humphrey: sail on - noel gallagher’s high flying birds

makes me think of his ability to move on. he was married to and sacrificed himself for someone he didn’t love, but doesn’t wallow in self-pity or ask for anything.

mary: mr tambourine man - bob dylan

i think mary’d like folk music. it would remind her of her life. this song can be a bit far fetched lyrics wise and would fit perfectly for her improvisation skills

kitty: colour me blue - alfie templeman

just a pure, happy song about being in love. she’d adore it.

thomas: this night has opened my eyes - the smiths

yes i know thomas is a cure head but. angsty. “she could have been a poet or she could’ve been a fool”. like are you telling me that isn’t thomas. 

(also, honourable mention to bad habit by steve lacy, yes we’re all overusing that song atm, but it does apply to him with isabelle. and it is a banger tbf)

lady b: washing machine heart - mitski

everyone always loves assigning mitski to cap, but i say: “ i know who you pretend i am”. miss gal was married to a gay man. it’s angsty. she’s always grumpy. she would act like she hates it then sob to it when no one’s around

captain: temptation - new order

ah, my skrunkly beloved captain. he would almost certainly not listen to this but i think it applies to him fairly well. it feels like how he’d feel when he’s in love. trying to tell himself it’s wrong but he can’t help but feel it, and it feels great. but he finds it hard to express his feelings and the love he has.

(honourable mention to just take my wallet by jack stauber. tbh any sad jack stauber song that i know applies to him.)

pat: right back where we started from - maxine nightingale

fun. happy. the sort of song to dance around to in your socks in the kitchen. pat energy at its finest.

julian: black star dancing - noel gallagher’s high flying birds

it’s a horny song. no other reasoning to be honest

[caspianxth]

top 5 song repeats

ok so I was tagged by @solarpowermv (via tagging the joppers), so here goes!

this must be the place (naive melody) [by talking heads] - kishi bashi

ok so idek how to explain this without sounding unwell sjfklskajdkf. this song is in (one of) my emotional support episodes of titans (2x01, trigon). there is at least one jopper who hasn’t but will at some point see that titans ep so I won’t say what happens but if u know, u know. it’s also just such a beautiful song, kishi bashi has a wonderful voice and the string quartet? *chef’s kiss*. as much as I love this song bc of titans, I also really love it just in general now and I put it on loop a lot, like it’s very rare that I do just one listen of it I need at least two so I can really appreciate how good it is. it’s gonna be my top song of 2021 by a long shot.

good 4 u - olivia rodrigo

this song just slaps so hard and olivia’s album really fit my mood all summer and still fits it now tbh (not for a breakup but for other relationships), so it’s my 2nd most looped track. I have her album in my car and I love screaming the lyrics to this song as I drive. there’s at least 600 streams’ difference between it and this must be the place (naive melody) [by talking heads] by kishi bashi tho like kishi has it by a long shot. also the video for good 4 u is *chef’s kiss*.

bye bye baby - taylor swift

I made a donna troy (titans) edit to this song bc I love it so much. initially it was gonna be a jason todd edit but donna troy my beloved💗 (if u click that to see the edit beware it’s flashy). I looped this song a lot while making that edit so that drove it higher on the list of looped songs, but it was on there to begin with and it’s on multiple playlists of mine. it’s such a big mood for me for the same reasons good 4 u is a huge mood with non-romantic relationships. it’s one of the songs that I play when I’m in a mood and it just goes on loop until I want to listen to something else.

people watching - conan gray

this song is a mood too, but to me it’s kinda hopeful? maybe not the second chorus/bridge but otherwise it feels hopeful for me. like yeah right now I may not be where I really really want to be, but that’s okay. as long as I keep making strides to get there, one day I will get there. for now I’ll make the best of what I can and be happy for those getting closer to where they want to be. at least that’s how I feel about the song so that’s why I loop it. also love to listen to it on the train

starting line-luke hemmings

ok so this is the same mood as people watching but not really all that hopeful lmaooo. although the bridge kinda feels a little hopeful to me?? it just hits hard. it’s kinda cathartic too like if I ever see luke hemmings in concert I can imagine how good it would feel to scream the chorus. I really love the instrumentals after the chorus too and that’s what pulled me in initially, and I love bridge and how it builds up from the start of the song through the chorus. I also really love place in me and his whole album, they’ll be on repeat for sure!

I’ll also tag the joppers but also @illshineforyou and @lordescomeback and @thatusedtobeours and anyone else who wants to!

[woundthatswallows]

hello hello i’m collecting quotes about love to send to my… well it’s complicated but to a girl that i love very much in a way that is not exactly romantic but so much more than platonic and absolutely forever (call me naive but i really do believe it) and i wondered if you have any favorites? you seem to have an excellent eye for that sort of thing. thank you either way, and i hope you’re having a beautiful day 🧡

hi! thank you, im honored that you came to me! the type of love i tend to reblog quotes about is more all consuming, toxic, destructive love quotes, so i'll do my best to include some more positive ones here :) and i'm also gonna include some song lyrics as well because i listen to more positive songs about love than i do read quotes.

"to be loved means to be consumed. to love means to radiate with inexhaustible light. to be loved is to pass away, to love is to endure." rainer maria rilke, journal of my other self

"i don't know if love's a feeling. sometimes i think it's a matter of seeing. seeing you." marguerite duras

"desire is hunger, is the hunger i breathe. love is a banquet on which we feed." because the night, written by bruce springsteen

"i come home, she lifted up her wings, guess that this must be the place. i can't tell one from another, did i find you, or you find me?" this must be the place (naive melody), by talking heads

"i'll stop the world and melt with you" i melt with you by modern english

"i want to hold the hand inside you, i want to take the breath that's true" fade into you by mazzy star

[girlinthemirrorbluenight-library]

Suptober Day 20: Home

If someone asks, this is where I'll be x

Full lyrics with my faves highlighted because I love this song:

Home is where I want to be Pick me up and turn me around I feel numb, born with a weak heart I guess I must be having fun

The less we say about it the better Make it up as we go along Feet on the ground, head in the sky It's okay, I know nothing's wrong, nothing

I got plenty of time You got light in your eyes And you're standing here beside me I love the passing of time Never for money, always for love Cover up and say goodnight, say goodnight

Home, is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home, she lifted up her wings I guess that this must be the place

I can't tell one from the other Did I find you, or you find me? There was a time before we were born If someone asks, this is where I'll be, where I'll be 

We drift in and out Sing into my mouth Out of all those kinds of people You got a face with a view

I'm just an animal looking for a home and Share the same space for a minute or two And you love me till my heart stops Love me till I'm dead

Eyes that light up Eyes look through you Cover up the blank spots Hit me on the head I got ooh...

-This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) by Talking Heads

Listen to the playlist here

Bonus close up of sleeping Dean because he looks so peaceful

[somediyprojects]

Home Is Where I Want to Be ($5.66) designed by CrossxWords.

This design uses lyrics from the 1983 Talking Heads song "This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)" written by David Byrne. I love its romantic feeling, as well as the literal sense of home in the words: "Home, is where I want to be But I guess I'm already there I come home, she lifted up her wings I guess that this must be the place" I always wanted to make something that used these sweet words to decorate my home. The lyrics are styled as if they were part of an old-fashioned "Home Sweet Home" type of sampler, but I also wanted to make something similar to a modern typographical poster out of cross-stitch. The design uses pieces of ten different styles of lettering, from both antique samplers and digital fonts. Stitching words is always my personal favourite, so this was fun to create. The design is 100 x 130 stitches, and the completed work should fit an 8"x10" frame when done on 14-count aida cloth.

[stupotato]

So I'm trying to do 2Doc week (RIP follower count lol) and I'm terribly behind but hopefully I can double up the next few days! Anywho, day 2's prompt was a non-Gorillaz song lyric and I've always loved the line 'sing into my mouth' from "This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody)" by The Talking Heads as a euphemism for kissing. Speaking of, I'm horrid with couples poses so please excuse that ahaha fml

[aircushionedsoles]

AND UHM whatever your favorite talking heads album is!! for the album ask <3

ARGH okay i. its hard to choose. but-

it's definitely Speaking In Tongues!

the first song from this album I heard: Burning Down the House

do I own the album?: NO >:( NOT YET

my favorite song: Making Flippy Floppy or This Must Be The Place (Naive Melody) don't make me choose between two queens

my least favorite song: I Get Wild / Wild Gravity

a song I didn’t like at first, but now do: Pull Up The Roots! tbh i didn't know it existed for the longest time

a song I used to like, but now don’t: NONE YOU CANT MAKE ME ALL OF THEM ARE GOOD

my favorite lyric: oobh i got plany off time

no but actually its "you're standing here beside me, i love the passage of time, never for money, always for love, cover up and say goodnight"

overall rating out of 10: 100/10

[odysseywritings]

The Beat Goes On

(continued from here)

He replayed the guitar sound from earlier, with its mesmerizing ups and downs forming a spiral in his head. The red aura from the building’s inside merged with the playing, becoming faster and more aggressive on his already blistered fingers. He closed his eyes and made more lyrics about the place he saw before to recapture the essence.

Fire in a dark town

Yellow’s dying down

Red calling my name

Joining the sonic gam-

His mind-space cut off as he heard pounding electric hums from all around. Dorian woke to find a dark place illuminated by red lights scattered across the place. He saw a variety of humans- or at least things looking like humans-  wearing masks that were animal faces or outrageous expressions fitting for punks. No one had identical hair. Dorian could easily bump into someone with winged blond hair or a curtain of black hair. Their outfits were tattered, with shredded up clothes and dyed with bright pink and yellow designs all over.

The music playing was an echoing electric guitar surrounded by a cascading synth, with a cool yet dark melody keeping the clientele up and moving. Dorian stumbled round to find walls to cling to in an attempt to ground himself from this chaos. But there were no walls. Everyone was dancing in the middle of a desert full of rock formations that were used as platforms for party-goers to get attention. Red lights gave everyone a vibrant, hot-blooded feel that made Dorian shrink away. He cautiously moved back until he bumped into someone.

“Woah, easy,” a man with a warthog mask said. Though to Dorian, it moved enough to be the man’s face. “This ain’t a mosh. Heh, not yet anyway.”

“I’m just passing through,” Dorian said, feeling he shouldn’t be seen as naive. “Looking for someone. Red eyeliner, blue lips.”

The warthog man snorted with laughter. “You think I can tell anyone apart here? Good luck.

Dorian decided that fretting so much wouldn’t help him, so he payed more attention to the music. The sonic hums from before changed to more frantic synthesized energy, with heavy bass penetrating his heart. The drums, however, made him tap to the speedy beat. Its dynamic changed to a surprisingly jazzy vibe, and his compulsion to dance broke away any fear. Without realizing it, he danced closer to the enchanting sound as the song reverberated through his core.

Dorian didn’t even pay attention to the unique characters around him as he swung his legs around to the beat, catching the admiring claps of a few long-hairs and one fringe-hair. His energy seemed endless, and no bead of sweat was felt. Part of him worried if the warthog man injected him with something, but he put that to rest as the other animal-masked patrons cheered The final chorus of the song was signaling the end, but Dorian felt himself in a rapid trance until a familiar face bumped into him.

“Hey, watch-” her annoyed expression turned to worry. “What are you doing here? You didn’t take anything did you?”

Dorian shook his head.

“Alright, good. This place is for the experienced only. If you stay too long, the music takes over your senses.”

He was confused by what she meant. Dorian pried for more answers but his mouth closed before he spoke. The throbbing rhythm shook his heart as synthesizers and horns rattled his head. Joni’s face looked distorted somehow, as if make-up was disappearing. Yet her eyes stayed the same aside from yellowing.

Dorian glanced behind her to see the clientele look more beast-like, their masks becoming realistic parts. A deer-headed woman and a crocodile-headed man twisted around each other, forming a helix of flesh until they were featureless in all but brown and green silhouettes. To Joni’s right he saw a bird person pecking at a tiger headed one biting back, yet still caressing each other until they were a blob of yellow and orange.

He looked back to Joni forming beast-like features but he couldn’t decipher what exactly. She nudged him away from the music, slowly taking him away from this disturbing vision. The song’s audio died down as the audience cheered on, sounding and looking more human to Dorian’s relief. Joni sat him on a red rock to compose himself and rub the sweat off his matted head.

“What the hell did I just see,” he asked with a mix of anger and fear.

“Remember when I said to be careful about where you go,” she began, sitting next to him. “I haven’t seen you since the last time, so you really must be new. Music here is fine if you take it in doses. But if you go too far with it, it can really drive you crazy. After a while, you know which ones damage you the most. Until then, just be mindful of where you’re at.”

“All right, fine. It was just so different. I never heard it before and it was just drawing me in. It was a good rush! But what I saw was… It was enough to make me see better,”

“Good.” She paused for a moment. “Did you see anything strange with me?”

He was confused by her question. Was it rhetorical? Was it a diagnosis of how far down he went into delirium? He decided to tell a half-truth.

“No. Just that I saw you with less mascara.” He gave a chuckle, making her relaxed and thoughtful.

“And you’re still okay with that vision?”

“I think I’ll live,” he laughed, giving her a warm smile.

The privacy was cut off when they were greeted by the warthog man from before, his broad body looking intimidating as he walked over.

“Ah, so this is the someone who were looking for!” he chortled looking at Dorian before turning to Joni. “Say, you two know each other?”

“He’s just visiting, Steve,” Joni said. “This is Dorian.”

Steve took off his hog mask to reveal a man somewhere in his early 40s, with a bald scalp yet having long ginger hair down his back. “Pleasure to meet ya! Steve Fordham!”

Dorian shook the large man’s calloused hand. “Dorian Ivanyk.” A thought him and he turned to Joni. “I don’t think you ever told me your last name.”

“Oh,” she hesitated and stood up. “I don’t have one. It’s a long story, and we should be moving on anyway. We might as well introduce you to the other member of our band.”

Dorian felt strange about Joni’s avoidance, but he let it slide after hearing more news.

“You two are in a band? God, I’d never figure. Tell me about it.”

“We’ll go on about it while we walk,” Steve said, showing his mouth was missing some teeth. “Come on, then!”

The three traversed the red canyon until they merged into a muddy brown, flat area. Joni and Steve took turns explaining their meeting and the band’s origin. Joni mentioned being a hungry, young woman looking to make herself known and get money as a keyboardist but lacking experience. She met Steve drumming for a pub band that didn’t have much steam in them and they hit it off with percussive-heavy jams. Dorian was invested in this story, and he was humored by Steve’s rambling over rockstar-level stories.

“So we had this one guy, Johnny Fingers, who deserved his reputation on the guitar. But he was too good and got it in his head he could do wrong. So one day he has a groupie with him, and he’s young and eager, so of course they share a room in a motel we were staying in. But an hour in, we heard loud thuds and he’s screaming to high heaven. Later found out he was trying to use his axe for something in the bedroom. But all we know later was… well, let’s just say he wasn’t called Johnny Fingers anymore.”

Dorian laughed along with Steve at the incredible story, while Joni gave an amused if somewhat annoyed smirk at the boys’ talking and reactions. She was thankful she wouldn’t be the only woman once they met up with their bassist.

Dorian saw the landscape turn green before he realized it, turning the area into a radioactive desert. Many people in silver suits were carving chrome roads with tools resembling vacuum cleaners. The sounds were sporadic and reminded him of western-styled guitars by coincidence. Up in the sky he saw a large wheel that spun slowly, almost like it replaced the sun in this perpetually dark land. He wasn’t sure what it did, but it made a repeating metallic violin sound every so often. It all reminded him he was not home, and the intrigue was fighting his need for comfort.

“Don’t look so down,” Joni said, catching his silent conflict. “We’re not that far from where we need to go. It’ll be worth it, trust me.”

Dorian nodded. Keeping his mind away from his thoughts, he asked about the people on the roads.

“They’re doing construction work,” Steve chimed in, pointing at a sex-legged skeleton looking like a large rodent. “Every now and then, the wildlife comes crossing in from the west and either causes traffic crashes or tramples the crops. So these guys have to keep repairing the roads and spraying ‘em with repellent.”

“I see.” He didn’t really, but he went along with it. He then pointed up at the large wheel. “So that’s part of the plan, too.”

“Oh we don’t know what that is,” Joni said. “It’s been there since before Steve was born. It hasn’t tried to kill us, so we leave it alone.”

“Awesome.”

The trio traveled on, with Steve telling more stories, including one with a singer dropping unconscious on stage in the middle of a song. The bassist then had to prop him up while pretending they were performing duets. Dorian again got a kick out of it, while Joni groaned.

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tagged by @kabbalicgay ! tysm!

your favorite album: oh god this is hard uhhhh Pony by Orville Peck is probably my fav atm, but Carrie & Lowell by sufjan stevens always holds a soft spot in my heart or The Boss by Diana Ross

your favorite music genre(s): indie folk, folk punk, disco, old country (60s-80s) & folk, Gay Bops TM

your favorite song: Predatory Wasp of the Palisades by Sufjan Stevens

most listened to artist(s): got this from that spotify thing but rn its Orville Peck, Lana Del Rey, Sufjan Stevens, Dolly Parton, Doja Cat, John Prine, Diana Ross, Elvis Presley, Whitney Houston, Megan Thee Stallion

an album that’s important to you: Transcendental Youth by The Mountain Goats

a song that’s important to you: This Must Be the Place (Naive Melody) - Talking Heads

what makes you like a song: bass, interesting vocals, lyrics

your favorite instrument to hear in a song: bass guitar, trumpets

a song to dance to: Like That - Doja Cat

a song from your childhood: Levon - Elton John (this is hard though - my mom loves music and always played it around us)

a song that reminds you of love (of any kind not just romance): It’s My House - Diana Ross

a song you love lyrically: Heel Turn 2 by the Mountain Goats

im tagging @dolokhovcocktail @theseekingroad @narrcissine @jinxedlucky @werewolfholler @anarcho-horticulturist @lloerwyn @trickingthenarrative @themask1994fullmovie (no pressure to do this though ofc<3)

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2, 3, and 8

omg thank you!!!!

2. what’s your favorite candy?  i really like peanut m&ms, as well as lindt and twizzlers!!! any kind of dark chocolate is great too

3. favorite love song?  “this must be the place (naive melody)” by talking heads… PLEASE go listen to it, it’s the most beautiful love song i’ve ever heard. there’s something so endlessly soothing about it, something with the instruments that i can’t name. plus the lyrics…the fucking lyrics, man….and in the live version from david byrne’s american utopia tour (the one i linked), when all the music stops for just a second after the line ‘love me til my heart stops’ ???? GOD. perfect. absolutely perfect.  OH ALSO david byrne’s song ‘i know sometimes a man is wrong’, if only for the line ‘i’ll be wrong until you’re next to me’ UGH….peak romance…….. (the version i have linked there is actually from the american utopia tour, it’s so goddamn soft and beautiful…it also transitions into one of his weirder talking heads songs a little over a minute in, though, just fyi)

8. favorite fanfic trope?  WELL i already answered this before BUT for this one i’ll say: i fucking love mutual pining slowburns!!!!!! that shit fucking GETS me, it’s so goddamn beautiful