prologue
- all my friends [lcd soundsystem]
one
- songbird intro
- you in a place for a while by yourself [voice coils]
- get out of my house [kate bush]
- waco texas demo [ethel cain]
- my iron lung [/radiohead]
- hum hallelujah [fall out boy]
- seasons in the sun [nirvana cover]
- doubt comes in
two
- famous prophets, minds [car seat headrest]
- one [aimee mann cover]
- its my party and ill cry if i want to [leslie gore]
- bulletproof i wish i was [/radiohead]
- watashi no r [/kuragep]
- merry christmas, please don't call [/bleachers]
- strangers [ethel cain]
interlude
- no salvation, no angels [/nso]
three
- reuse the cels [car seat headrest]
- clementine [elliot smith]
- kimochi warui when when when when [car seat headrest]
- amber waves [ethel cain]
- famous prophets, stars [car seat headrest]
epilogue
- cctv [/underscores]
- born in the usa [bruce springsteen]
honorary mentions
- black star
- radio towers
- exit music for a film [/radiohead]
- where is my mind
- all angels break down [/nso]
- basketball shoes
- dunno why this got scrapped from ants from up there. this should have replaced basketball shoes
- nettles
- on my mp3 playlist i have waco but on spotify i have nettles bc of song timing lol
- disloyal order of water buffalos
- WHAT A MATCH IM HALF DOOMED AND YOURE SEMISWEET! DETOX JUST TO RETOX!! AND ID PROMISE YOU ANYTHING FOR ANOTHER SHOT AT LIFE!
notes
- all my friends [lcd soundsystem]
- where are your friends tonight?
one: pogtopia aka minecraft gothic. to me. the main influences for this section are string instrumentals, warbling instruments, and particularly the chugs in my iron lung are verryyyy paranoid breakdown to me
- songbird intro
- lowkey ive been stalking the hadestown dsmp discussions and im a total (kind of loose vague) eurydice wilbur truther i fearrrrrr. at the last second i decided to make these two sections bookended by hadestown 50% cuz of the instrumentals 50% because of the dark underground of it all. tfw your oomf descends into the underground and you cant get her back. now you may ask: well felix youre using the songbird intro whos hades: Uhhhh i dont know herself?? are we going back to just metaphorical death? suicide as seductive SURE im making this up as i go
- you in a place for a while by yourself [voice coils]
- this is from a band mitski sang for! i was listening and it just sounded so ethereal and its classical influences too... its like i can hear the church bells ringing #mycatholictommy
- nettles
- this was all for yououuuuu
- get out of my house
- The Shining is the only book I've read that has frightened me. While reading it I swamped around in its snowy imagery and avoided visiting certain floors of the big, cold hotel, empty for the winter. As in Alien, the central characters are isolated, miles (or light years) away from anyone or anything, but there is something in the place with them. They're not sure what, but it isn't very nice. The setting for this song continues the theme--the house which is really a human being, has been shut up--locked and bolted, to stop any outside forces from entering. The person has been hurt and has decided to keep everybody out. They plant a "concierge" at the front door to stop any determined callers from passing, but the thing has got into the house upstairs. It's descending in the lift, and now it approaches the door of the room that you're hiding in. You're cornered, there's no way out, so you turn into a bird and fly away, but the thing changes shape, too. You change, it changes; you can't escape, so you turn around and face it, scare it away.
- the way the shining is lowkey another one of my influences for the hypothetical hum hallelujah animatic i have in my head. anyways the underground, the ravine, yourself, as the house you can't escape or whatever
- my iron lung
- we're all losing it, can't you tell?
- hum hallelujah
- never stop thinking about the lmanberg anthem being set to hallelujah
- seasons in the sun
- doubt comes in
- ok i said earlier that im a loose wilbur eurydice truther HOWEVER doubt comes in does not necessarily correspond to anyone characterwise but i imagine it conceptwise also its just a Really good bookend + the instrumentation specifically in the 2010 concept album is so.... the harshness after orpheus turns and the heartbeat GOD ITS SO GOOD. this too is november 16th #herparanoidbreakdown
two: exile and The Hauntings
- famous prophets, minds
- two and three are bookended by famous prophets!
- something that's always fucked me up about twin fantasy is how mirror to mirror was done in the moment, the rage and the hurt and the sadness captured there, and how face to face is done in retrospective, from a distance- after it's done and closed. that's why i have minds here and stars to end.
- a large divergent point of fpm is its verse "for three transgressions of wurtz/will and for four i will not revoke the punishment" which in turn reference amos 1:3
- For three transgressions of Damascus, even four: This expression is a Hebrew idiom indicating a fullness or completeness of sin...The phrase implies that the sins of Damascus have reached a tipping point, warranting divine judgment.
- likewise, 11.16 as tipping point- things can never be the same from here, and we can never go back.
- Why did God throw you down upon my head (Wouldn't it be nice if we could go inside there?)Making shock yellow light emit from my nostrils (Wouldn't it be nice if we could stay inside there?) And smoke pour from my ears and my hair stand up on end I was fried alive and now I'm target for next time I fell in love with my fate as it crushed me to death
- the ocean washed over your grave
- tommy and wilburs recurring water/beach motif never fails to kill me. the party that no one came to in exile. the last time they saw each other. the water in lmanburg that wilbur couldn't figure out what to do with wrt the tnt and it came flowing out like a flood
- Don't predict your death 'Cause I like you the best
- And after the fire, a sound of sheer silence
- one
- the song on tommys fake exile phone...yessss...
- its my party
- theres this one chommy animatic set to pity party by melanie martinez which is a song that samples this one so i like, feel backed up by a secondary source. anyways the recurring feeling throughout exile of dissonance and being miserable through festivities was sooo peak...
- where's my phone
- whered i leave? where'd i go? where did it go?
- tfw you lose something you cannot name
- i keep thinking surely somebody will save me, at every turn i learn that no one will
- something something phone as metaphor for something larger
- also the mv for this song WAS indeed inspired by we have always lived in the castle. theres something to the mitski whalitc dsmp triangle i just know it
- bullet proof i wish i was
- wax me mold me heat the pins and stab them in you have turned me into this just wish that it was bulletproof
- i think ive seen 23463534 tommy-as-pinned-butterfly art at this point and ykw. so true. also child soldier etc ya you get it
- i need to talk about butterfly imagery someday. SOMEDAY.
- watashi no r
- YAAA you know this one.
- There’s no one here today, I guess it’s time / It’s just me myself and I / There’s no one who can interfere / No one to get in my way here / Taking off my yellow cardigan / Watching my braids all come undone / This petite girl, short as can be / is gonna jump now and be free
- this was my singular Extremely Online song choice and i did it because 1. out of all the potential choices it soooooort of fits sonically 2. my other Extremely Online song card would have gone to wilbur for the 2018 i me myself demo. Sorry this is insane i know but also like. Listen.
- Lately I've been wishing I were five-foot five, weighing 99, wearing thigh highs / I'll be your prosthetic meat/meet your anesthetic criteria / Would you please objectify me? / I'm-a just-a hunk-a hunk of burning self-loathing
- I wish I could be a girl, and that way you’d wish you could kick my fucking teeth in
- AND I KNOWWWWW i me myself is like not a transfem song IVE SEEN THE DISCOURSE I WAS WILL WOODING IN 2020 OKAY BIUT IDGAF ITS THE DEMO OKAY
- haha what was that the wind
- merry christmas please dont call
- strangers
- for my chommy death song it was either up to sun bleached flies or strangers (im a stereotype i know) and tbh u can prob switch them out for each other but well. in your basement i grow cold!
- i tried to be good am i no good :(
- im happier here cuz u told me i should be....
- Found you just to tell you that I made it real far, and that I never blamed you for loving me the way that you did while you were torn apart i would still wait with you there
interlude
- no salvation, no angels
- tribute to nso for being large contributor to #mywilburvision. also well. no salvation, no angels. its just you, in the void, till the heat death of the universe
three: another shot at life
- reuse the cels
- YESS my digital media theme returnssss