Music Appreciation

Music is a beautiful thing.

Everyone knows this. But I think too often we take it for granted.

As long as you veer away from the Top 40 (Let’s face it, the majority of the songs are about nothing more than sex and partying, and that’s not very ‘beautiful’)

I’m talking about the songs that give you chills, the melodies that make you want to either sway and curl into a ball underneath a big fluffy blanket. The lyrics that bring tears to your eyes.

It’s amazing that humans are creating these songs. Just a few minutes that bring up so many beautiful feelings that you don’t feel all the time.

I think my favorite genre is the cozy, rainy day, coffee shop type music. Not really a specific genre at all but I think you guys know what I’m talking about. Hozier, Bon Iver, Birdy, Ruth B, Jeff Buckley, Halsey, Simon and Garfunkel, Iron and Wine. Music like that.

I love that one song can mean so many different things to so many different people.

I think that writers, especially as a writer myself, get a special dose of this. You create these characters, all these little parts of yourself. Each one has a life and a backstory and history and heartbreak and certain songs just pertain to their life and their relationships and you can’t help but feel all their feelings because that’s you. That’s a piece of you on paper, or on a screen.

That’s the beautiful part. Even when it’s not your personal past music can move you.

I’m going to set some choreography on a friend and we chose Not About Angels by Birdy. I suggest you listen to it. It’s a haunting song.

I’m really excited. I know there’s a lot I can do with it.

So go play that one Spotify playlist that is perfection. Put on your favorite record. Just sit and listen for a minute. Let yourself be swept away by memories and enjoy it.

Here are a few of my suggestion from above:

Not About Angels- Birdy: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vj_VidtyaOc

Like Real People Do- Hozier : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrleydRwWms

Skinny Love- Bon Iver : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zVGl8Spm1v8

Lost Boy- Ruth B : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QO3ppTYwRYs

Hallelujah- Jeff Buckley : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8AWFf7EAc4

Drive- Halsey: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oI-BsWbIg4

Sound of Silence- Simon and Garfunkel : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2oI-BsWbIg4

Flightless Bird, American Mouth- Iron and Wine : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xwZNGaMrwcE

 

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Crimson Peak Review

***SPOILERS***

Crimson-Peak

Ah, the beauty of this Gothic Victorian Romance/Suspense.

Guillermo Del Torro outdid himself.

Not only was the cast perfect in their roles (Hiddleston KILLED as Sir Thomas Sharpe) but the set, the music, the lighting, the attention to detail was just all so breathtaking.

But let’s start with the cast. As I said, Tom Hiddleston made a perfect Good Villain. Mia Wasikowska effortlessly played the naive, lovestruck authoress.

And Jessica Chastain. Holy cow. Who knew someone could play an incestual murderess with such grace, elegance, and poise. She was ruthless as Lucille Sharpe and played the role so well I forgot she was ever anything else.

Charlie Hunman and Jim Beaver (Bobby Singer!!!) were wonderful in their roles as well.

And that murder scene!!!!! Poor papa Cushing never saw it coming. But oh, it was brutal. The entire theater cringed when the sink broke.

I could go on for hours about the waltz scene.

I loved when Alan tipped his hat to Thomas at Mr. Cushing’s funeral. Like a silent “You take care of her”.

I really could just keep going but there’s one thing that just won’t leave me alone about this movie.

The ghosts.

There were three different colors of ghosts. Edith’s mother was a black ghost. The ghosts of the murdered wives were red. And then at the end, Thomas’s ghost was white, almost transparent.

Why?

My theory:

Edith talked so much about how ghosts are linked to certain places and events. I think the color depended on how they died.

Edith’s mom was black because she died from sickness. The murdered wives, and Lucille’s murdered baby, were all blood red. They died gruesome, hateful deaths.

The confusing ones are Lucille and Thomas, who both died gruesome deaths yet neither one had a red ghost.

Lucille was black. She died from sickness. Obviously, she wasn’t right in the head. For pity’s sake she had sex with her brother and murdered her mother. She died because of it. Her mental illness haunted her and that’s why she was black.

But what about Thomas? Why wasn’t his ghost black then?

He wasn’t insane. The incest, that was all Lucille. Thomas grew up believing that was ok because that was all he ever knew. Thomas didn’t murder his mother. Lucille did. And it was Lucille’s idea to marry into rich families and kill the wives off.

Thomas died because of love. He saved Alan, he saved Edith, and he tried to save Lucille, even though he knew that what she had done was wrong. He wanted to change her, to save her.

He was just so innocent and loving and forgiving.

That’s why his ghost was white.

Yes, yes. I know. I’m obsessed. So sue me.

Anyways, I’m always up for a lively discussion about this masterpiece of a movie.