#as i make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

[youaremysunshine-court]

Oh btw blossoms by the amazing devil is going to be The alecto the ninth song trust me

[i-know-nothin]

TAD lyrics just hit different tonight

[p4nishers]

hi hi heloo it's me again :33

do you have any music that you associate with certain discworld characters? maybe anything you were listening to when you were reading the books?

sorry i completely forgot to answer this but blossoms by the amazing devil is LITERALLY night watch. like every time i listen to it i suddenly have a degree in cinematography and am envisioning a whole night watch movie i created in my head with blossoms as the soundtrack. like it's a problem at this point

[smallblueandloud]

i was gonna make a poll about "pick your favorite amazing devil lyric" but the idea of narrowing down their lyrics to 9-10 options gives me the hives, so, tell me your favorite amazing devil lyric in the notes?

[neorazorhands]

And I stare at the soldiers before me — All my blossoms that have waited to fall

And I walk — And I walk — And I walk — And I walk

Knowing every last one of them is painted in light

As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right.

— Blossoms, The Amazing Devil

horror podcasts (derogatory)

this was actually a school project mind you so somewhere out there, some fanart of two of the most divorced losers that can ever divorce is just there. out in the open. fun stuff.

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Did someone say Zoyalai coded songs by indie artists who deserve more attention? Probably not but I’m going to give you some anyway

Kanej version - Helnik version - Wesper version

Blossoms by The Amazing Devil Zoya of the garden vibes but also works very well for both of them- “I climb up the ladder, had I taken more care I might’ve seen all the rot in the rungs” “And I stare at the soldiers before me, all my blossoms that have waited to fall, and I walk and I walk and I walk and I walk knowing every last one of them is painted in light as I make myself acquainted with the Saint of Never Getting It Right”

Drinking Song by House Phone actually planning a crows edit to this one but it still fits - “I might have grown to be a king, more mighty than the kings you’ve known, who led us through a peaceful time and never simply occupied the throne but out of castle light I’d still be such a sight for sorest eyes, I’d be a pauper in disguise. I might have led the cavalry into glory in the battle field, and they would cast a monument in silver of my weathered shield but now, with all my medals pawned, no proof except my silver tongue to tell of all the valour I have won”

King by Florence + the Machine - “I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King. I need my golden crown of sorrow, my bloody sword to swing, I need my empty halls to echo with grand self-mythology. I am no mother, I am no bride, I am King”

Not Yet/Love Run (reprise) by The Amazing Devil - “It seems, oh it seems, to me, that you can’t sleep” “Sing me awake with a song about pirates and I will try to harmonise, and sip the sunlight from your eyes, oh sing me awake with all the things we’ll do today but instead we’ll build a den out of pillows and get drunk again” “It seems, oh it seems, to me, that you… you can’t dance for shit” “Where is god, ma? Where’s the vodka? If my old mum could see me now, oh how she’d howl” “Love run (love run) Love run (love run) For all the things you wished you’d done, run for all you know that’s coming, run to show that love’s worth running to”

Howl by Florence + the Machine - “If you could only see the beast you’ve made of me, I held it in my heart it seems you’ve set it running free” “The Saints can’t help me now, the ropes have been unbound, I hunt for you with bloodied feet across the hallowed ground” “A man who is pure of heart and says his prayers by night may still become a wolf when the autumn moon is bright” “Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters”

King by The Amazing Devil - “I’ll keep the king, when you are gone away. Into darkness and howling I’ll keep him from drowning when our boat is untethered from the dock” “And the waves made of fingers and the darkness that lingers rips into the bark of our bones” “the sea and its waters, every unwanted daughter” “but our voices collide with each howl of the tide singing all hell and its fire waits for us”

As usual I might come back and add more if I think of them, and please always feel free to add more

[pelideswhore]

this. this might not make sense. but. I'm listening to Blossoms and i keep thinking of paris

And I stare at the soldiers before me All my blossoms that have waited to fall And I walk And I walk And I walk And I walk Knowing every last one of them is painted in light As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

My dress is on fire And I hurl myself, I heal myself, I drag myself like a rug in the rain And my saint she is dancing As every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame And the soldiers march behind me I can hear them beat their spears And for the first time in all my life I know I'm more than what I fear

no you are so right. i see it so well.

also the line “and i scream out to the sky ‘you do not get to hurt me just because i asked you once if you were right’” slaps so hard in context of the judgement of paris and the gods taking control of his life after that

[chryza]

Can you believe 364 days ago The Amazing Devil (fronted by Joey Batey and Madeleine Hyland) released the most spectacular incredible album ever to grace the face of the earth with lyrics such as “If God made us all in his image then God’s a fucking nerd”, “I make myself acquainted with the Saint of never getting it right”, “Sometimes I fall to pieces just to see what bits of me don’t fit” and “What you hear isn’t laughter after all, it’s just your voice learning for once to stand up tall” and literally every melody and rhyme and metaphor is the most beautiful fucking thing you’ve ever heard.

[tad-song-bracket]

As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right. (lyric video)

My head's not yours, it's mine, and I'll take my fucking time. (lyric video)

[zer0inbox]

SMALLTOWN DEMON SLAYER,

from a shuffled playlist                   inspired by the southern gothic, the preacher’s daughter, and demon slaying. lyrics slightly tweaked for clarification.

i’ll hold my breath for three more years.

god loves you, but not enough to save you.

good luck taking care of yourself.

that's how my daddy raised me.

if they strike once, then you just hit 'em twice as hard.

if i bend under the weight that they gave me, then this heart would break and fall as twice as far.

the more it hurts, the less it shows.

i still feel like they all know. that's why I could never go back home.

god, i've tried.

if it's meant to be then it will be.

i forgive it all as it comes back to me.

i can't let go when something's broken.

it's all I know and it's all I want now.

you lost your chance.

with good luck, i'll find the dark.

it’s my primary instinct to protect the child.

i had a dream that it would end like this.

what's gone is gone and you can't bring it back around.

you can't illuminate what time has anchored down.

your divination should acquaint you with the plan.

all i want is to save you.

the space between us is as boundless as the dark.

you can't intimidate me back into your arms.

no one can hear me.

i can see that you want me going downhill, too.

you ripped me open, then you kissed me.

i adore the bludgeoned affection.

i swear, i’m the shell of a man.

my mom, now she’s a saint.

i killed them both, and they're buried under a sycamore.

you think I'm psycho, don't you?

i'm having crazy dreams again.

i woke up in his room, standing right there by his bed with my hands around his throat, wishing both of us were dead.

we will wade in the shine of the ever.

no one is born to hate, we learn it somewhere along the way.

hardly a maverick, lesser than average.

your vulnerability is stronger than it seems.

you know it's okay to have a bad day.

just get this one thing done.

i went to the bar to get a little closer to myself and learn things i never really wanted to know.

i want to be where all the stupid shit i say sounds so romantic and true.

i'd rot in hell with you.

live with me in this sin forever.

we take things a little far, but you couldn't name a place I wouldn't go with you. 

home is the last place that i'd stand to be with anyone but you.

beware the bottled thoughts of angry young men.

secret compartments hide all of the skeletons.

you know damn well where you'll go.

i want to be someone else or i’ll explode.

you want me? fuckin’ well come and find me.

you soon find you have few choices.

when i was a child, i heard voices ; some would sing, some would scream.

all you have is your fire.

don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep them on a leash.

i knew that something would always rule me.

i’ll make you a believer.

put me to the test.

you know i’m a forgiver.

i still hear you cry.

circumstance will decide.

you’re a ghost on the highway, and i’ll love you forever.

i want to eat out your bitter heart.

you gotta show me where it hurts.

there's a beast and a burden kicking, spitting on your bathroom floor.

good things die all the time.

god bless your heart, vengeance is mine.

kiss me like you mean goodbye.

so if I fight the good fight, will hairlines recede? will lines deepen in face to craft a look of defeat?

my little saturday night became a sunday remorse.

at last, my good friend, we are even.

don't you leave me in the ground alone.

but you and I will never find that peace.

it's too bad that all these things can only happen in my dreams.

if you want to scream, scream with me.

[asongaboutpirates]

TAD's rawest line pt. 2

[flowercrown-bard]

And in the wreck of all we burnt, stands our piano like a wound

I play our song to see if it's in tune (I'll sing silence)

And you, you sit next to me

And your finger brushes mine

And I promise to be patient

And you promise to be, promise to be kind

Day 4: Ruin or Inkpot Gods

(this piece is very flawed and rushed but I decided to not redo it or fix any of the mistakes like getting rid of the sketch lines because flaws and mistakes are such a big theme in The Amazing Devil's music, especially this song. I guess you could say I make myself acquainted with the Saint of Never Getting It Right)

[twofoursixohjuan]

📻 for tippet also

shuffle... jackpot! 'Blossoms' by The Amazing Devil!

So the thing about Tippet is she's a sole survivor — she was part of a troupe of bards who led a revolt against a corrupt ruler and were all killed bar one, so the survivor's guilt is kinda strong in this one. And afterwards she couldn't stand everyone looking at her like a hero or a victim or both, so she just...left.

So I gather up the candle, I jangle the chimes / And I mop up what is left of my lungs

Bells are important around here! And Tippet was injured in the attack and had to spend a fair while healing up before she was strong enough to go anywhere — mopping up what's left of her lungs.

And I pack what is needed for the journey to come / All my books, all my bracken and booze / And the door shuts behind me and I breathe in the air / And say, yeah, well, I'm sorry too

Tippet left her home unobtrusively and headed out on her own. She knew it would upset her parents and she's sorry, but she couldn't stand staying in the same place any longer.

And I walk, and I walk / And I walk, and I walk / Knowing every last one of them is painted in light / As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

She's got a bit of a mental journey to go on as well as a physical one (walk and I walk). The soldiers painted in light are the memories of her fellow bards — everything she does is trying to be someone they would be proud of. But she needs to make peace with her guilt and the fact that she can't save everyone, "the saint of never getting it right".

And every step I choose to take begins to set the world aflame / And the soldiers march behind me / I can hear them beat their spears / And for the first time in all my life, I know I'm more than what I fear

Triumphant section! Once Tippet has made peace with herself and discovered who she really wants to be, she's fucking unstoppable. If she's more than what she fears she's more than her worst memory, and she can stop defining herself by the deaths around her.

[farmagud]

every time drinking song for the socially anxious ends with that “I totally messed it up again” part and then blossoms play with “I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right”

[thefandomlifechoseme]

Knowing every last one of them is painted in light

As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

[echo-bleu]

And I stare at the soldiers before me All my blossoms that have waited to fall And I walk Knowing every last one of them is painted in light As I make myself acquainted with the saint of never getting it right

(Blossoms, The Amazing Devil)

Blossoms is probably my favourite TAD song and I had to do something inspired by it. This was a real work of love that took me way too long 😅 but I love it.

[ID: Digital painting of a man seen from behind, wearing a chequered shirt and a brown dress with pockets, and carrying a large brown backpacks, from which books, a bottle of wine and bracken leaves peek out. He’s holding a lit phone, and he’s standing in front of an ajar wooden door with light coming from the other side. There are branches of a plum tree covered in blossoms around the door and going through the openings. The second image is a close-up of the first.]