#mrs. bluebeard

[davisexplainableart]

Re-blogging this to fit the rest of the songs in the tags.

Half-O-Ween Show Recap

Hope everyone had a happy Half-O-Ween yesterday.

Actually, I'm currently typing this on the Saturday after our show, since I'm gonna be very busy tomorrow (my family and I will be celebrating my younger brother's 18th birthday at a baseball game), so I'm typing this out in advance.

Since this is a holiday similar to Halloween, most of us were in costume (the horn section did not dress up):

Me - Liam Gallagher (dressed in the costume I wore for a Halloween concert in 2021)

Footi - Ghost

Chao - Vampire

Ash - Drawn-on mustache, just like Dan Miller many years ago.

Blip - Marty Beller

Vulk - Disk jockey

Glomp - Evil scientist

As mentioned back when the show's theme was announced, we played nearly every song off of TMBG's Haunted playlist in order (we didn't play Untitled because it's just a recording of some weird conversation between 2 people), as well as some extra stuff.

Due to the huge amount of songs, I will be re-blogging this in order to fit most of the songs into the tags.

But before we begin, here is a sort of key to explain certain things in the text below…

This means that I sang a song and no one else.

This means that Footi sang a song and no one else.

This means that I sang a song with Footi on backing vocals.

This means that I sang a song with Chao on backing vocals.

This means that Footi sang a song with me on backing vocals.

This means that Footi sang a song with Chao on backing vocals.

When “->” is shown right before a song’s name, it means that we went right into that song, with little to no banter.

Alright, here was the show's setlist (with some notes for a few songs):

1. Marty Beller Mask

Just like TMBG concerts, this song was performed in B Minor.

Despite the costume, Blip didn't actually wear a mask onstage.

If any song had a music video to go with it (like this one), it would be played from a projector onto a large screen.

2. Dead

3. Turn Around

First song of the show to feature our horn section: Koggpact on the trombone, Burnard on the saxophone, and Rocky on the trumpet.

4. Careful What You Pack

5. Now Is Strange

6. Where Your Eyes Don't Go

7. Lake Monsters

During the portions with no singing, I shouted out names of actual lake monsters of legend (including the ones from the song's music video).

8. When Will You Die

When mentioning the band names, I replaced "Marty" with "Whitney" as a reference to Marty Beller Mask.

9. Tesla

No, not the Tesla of modern times. The song is about the engineer Nikola Tesla, known for his work with alternating currents and X-rays.

10. I Lost Thursday

11. Hate The Villanelle

12. Hall Of Heads

13. Am I Awake?

For this song, we performed with a backing track so that the song's electronic instrumentation wasn't lost.

14. I'll Be Haunting You

("Detour" portion of the show, but also containing mostly creepy songs)

15. 25 O'Clock

Surprised this wasn't in the playlist, I think it'd fit perfectly.

16. -> (She Was A) Hotel Detective

W/ Chao on the saxophone.

17. Token Back to Brooklyn

W/ just Blip and Vulk playing instruments.

18. -> I'm All You Can Think About

(back to the songs included in the playlist)

19. Spines

W/ just Footi and Vulk playing instruments.

20. -> (She Thinks She's) Edith Head

Footi sang the high octave, while I sang the low octave.

21. Canada Haunts Me

Only backed by the horn section for this song.

22. -> The Spine Surfs Alone

23. Road Movie To Berlin

W/ Footi adding in the extra verse that was absent from the studio version.

24. Chess Piece Face

Only backed by the horn section for this song.

25. -> Skullivan

26. Last Wave

Footi sang lead for the "make out with a biplane" verse, due to my fragile vocals.

27. Dig My Grave

28. -> Rat Patrol

29. Havalina

Footi sang the "walking in the breeze" verse, due to my fragile vocals.

30. A Self Called Nowhere

31. My Evil Twin

32. The Fellowship Of Hell

For some reason, Footi changed the name of the baby of rock to "Paul" to better rhyme it with "all".

33. -> Mrs. Bluebeard

34. Whistling In The Dark

W/ Footi playing the chest-mounted bass drum.

Played in C Major, since we performed the song with our horn section.

35. Hypnotist of Ladies

Right before the song, Footi announced that our June 6th show at the Tabernacle in Atlanta will be an all ages show for families. That predictably got us some boos and jeers. Oh well.

(Encore #1)

36. Don't Let's Start

37. James K. Polk

38. Frankenstein

The reason for the lack of colored text here is because this is an instrumental song.

(Encore #2)

39. Istanbul (Not Constantinople)

Technically this was Footi on lead, with me on backing, but it could also be vice versa (you could go either way, really).

W/ an acoustic guitar intro by Ash.

40. They Got Lost

Technically we played the "medium version" of the song, but in this case it was what I like to call the "1999 variant" (I'll explain further sometime in the future).

[lastwave]

winning. making tmbg kandi

[vimflam]

songs where jl sings a little term of endearment >>>>>>>>>

[loveisthedevil1998]

raoul silva doesn’t show up in skyfall until the hour and fifteen minutes mark. yet his presence is very palpable from the beginning, the looming threat, the past coming back. he haunts the narrative in the most accurate sense of the term.

[amberwrens]

I think sometimes the worst part about betrayal is feeling stripped of agency and control. Sometimes the sense that you should have been the one holding the knife hurts more than getting stabbed in the back. And I think this applies nicely to the life series setting.

[devoutjunk]

be bold, be bold, etc.

[nitrateglow]

Spooky Season 2024: The grand finale, 46-50

Midnight Ride (dir. Bob Bravler, 1990)

A runaway housewife picks up a homicidal maniac played by Mark Hamill. This movie is hilariously bad and I'm sad it's not a cult classic.

The Avenging Conscience (dir. DW Griffith, 1914)

A Poe-obsessed young man kills his controlling uncle. You've read Poe-- you know this doesn't end well. An early DW Griffith feature, it's mostly ponderous, with the exception of some fun camp and a gloriously fake skeleton in the latter quarter.

Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (dir. Rouben Mamoulian, 1931)

My favorite version of the classic story and arguably the most sophisticated horror movie of the pre-code era, this version of Jekyll and Hyde never fails to impress and move me. It's technically dazzling-- especially for the early sound era-- and packed with fascinating subtext. Not to mention, the acting is amazing across the board... except that one weird kid early on-- you know, the "I CAN WALK SIRR OHHH I CAN WALK SURRRRRR." Where'd they even get that kid?

Bluebeard (dir. George Melies, 1901)

My favorite Melies film, it's a straightforward adaptation of the classic fairy tale. While it starts out comic, the tone becomes progressively more macabre as the movie goes along.

The Black Cat (dir. Edgar Ulmer, 1934)

A honeymooning, all-American married couple are stranded in a modernist mansion that becomes the site of a long-lasting feud between Bela Lugosi and Boris Karloff. Worst honeymoon ever.

I spent Halloween night watching The Black Cat, one of the weirdest, perviest classic horror films of the 1930s. Part allegory of the lingering collective trauma of World War I, part illogical, vibes-driven nightmare, it's a brisk 64 minutes and a lot of fun, if only to see Lugosi and Karloff square off. Honestly, this is easily my favorite of their collaborations, because it feels like the only one where they were both given equal footing in the script.

[majestativa]

Bluebeard’s Castle – dark, haunting […] – tells a lot about women, always wanting to look behind the next door, driven by desire and a need to know, mostly to their detriment.

— Karina M. Szczurek, The Fifth Mrs Brink: A Memoir, (2017)

[fortjester]

we're up to 2 now, which isn't a pattern, but is pretty close

[polari]

[Transcript:

"Bluebeard" and "Beauty and the Beast" came to nineteenth-century British readers in chapbooks, gift books, and collections along with other seventeenth- and eighteenth-century French fairy tales; allusions to them appear relatively frequently in Victorian texts. In Jane Eyre these two tales drive both the plot structure and the characterization of Edward Fairfax Rochester as some combination of a Beast figure and a Bluebeard figure. Whereas the Beast is a character who initially appears beastly but is ultimately desirable to the heroine, Bluebeard is a character who is less obviously menacing at the outset but ultimately beastly on the inside. Fairy-tale terms, in other words, can articulate Jane Eyre's dilemma. "Is he a Beast figure or a Bluebeard figure?" is a concrete, vivid way of asking, "Should I trust him? Should I stay with him?" Jane Eyre enacts a contest between "Bluebeard" and "Beauty and the Beast" paradigms in that Jane legitimately struggles to answer these questions about Rochester. And readers and critics are likely to answer them in conflicting ways—as, indeed, they do. The conflicting influences of these two fairy tales can account for some scholarly disagreements about the novel.

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safe now, unsafe later vs unsafe now, safe later

[cmrosens]

The Dangers of Blue Beards (in Books)

Bluebeard Retellings and Reimaginings As I’m sure you all know I’m not a folklorist or anything like that, but I LOVE folktales and stories, and I think in worldbuilding one of the best and most fun ways to get to grips with a culture is by imagining what stories people tell about themselves and their world. In The Crows I made up local legends and sayings, and put out a little eBook collection…

[theartofmadeline]

mrs. bluebeard & mrs bluebeard & mrs bluebeard &

[summertimenoir]

Gary Cooper and Claudette Colbert as Mr. and Mrs. Brandon in Bluebeard's Eighth Wife (1938) - dir. Ernst Lubistch

[lostintransist]

Thoughts on Divorcing John Price?

r/AmItheAsshole

TL;DR I got married to escape my parents and now 10+ years in I think I want a divorce.

How did I end up here? Ten-plus years into a marriage I don’t actually think I wanted and I’m only now starting to piece everything together. I was too young to get married. Too damn young. But thanks to the religious trauma and my parents (just assume I am throwing up a peace sign and sticking my tongue out one side of my mouth at this point because what the hell else am I supposed to do?) I took the only out I saw. That looked like one [Redacted] John [Redacted].

My parents couldn’t say shit about my marrying so fast as they did it themselves. So six months in and me, John, my parents, and the judge made it official. I was Mrs. John [Redacted]. God, I hate how we let men sit atop everything. Why couldn’t I make him take my name? I mean…my father’s name. Damn. See what I mean?

We had a good honeymoon I think? A solid week of traveling and having fun together. Once we were home though things changed; he didn’t start hitting me or anything. God forbid. The man would have woken in a box on the way to the hospital and he knew it. Much as he wanted a “traditional” wife he picked me knowing I kowtow to no one and nothing.

That might have been the start of the problems actually. He was gone so much that I set everything up in every flat he moved us to. And what did every flat reflect? Me. As much as John let me in he barred me out with the same fervor I imagine Bluebeard guarded his bodies. I get it though, we both had issues from childhood we had yet to unpack or quite frankly address in ourselves let alone our marriage. I’m ashamed it took me nearly twelve years to realize the reason I said yes to the marriage proposal was because I was truly scared I would never escape my childhood hell any other way.

Fuck. How does one go about planning to blow up one’s life and walk away intact?

We have kids, John and I. Three of them and I love them so much that if I ever started life over I would make all the same choices to meet them again. It’s not much of a change really, if I have full custody of them, John is hardly ever home as is. They love their father though. I wonder if I ever did. Love him, I mean.

God, I don’t know how I got here. When he leaves the only changes will be to his side of the bed and the closet. There is me everywhere else. He never fought me on it though, and would never make a decision about changing anything and actually follow through. It was like all of his choices got used up at work and when he got home all he had was a yearning for me to fix it.

The last straw shouldn’t have been what it was.

We had a good holiday together, going into the mountains and hiking and playing in creeks with our kids. I showered with our daughter, cleaning us both, and then asked him to handle cleaning the boys. It shouldn’t have been a problem. Shampoo and condition their hair and scrub their bodies then toss them in towels and clothes.

One of our boys has long hair, kiddo hates the sound of clippers and lets me brush and wash it so I don’t care that it grows. John complains that it gets everywhere and threatens to cut it off. I hate that it would somehow become my responsibility to handle if he ever did follow through. When I catch sight of this boy, clean from the bath I coax him into the bathroom to brush his hair. And what do I find? Un-fucking-washed hair.

“John? Did you wash his hair?”

A breath of silence, the hesitation slightly longer than it should be.

“I think you know the answer to that,” comes his gruff reply.

Motherfucker! If the man would fight with me instead of putting on his work face and letting the rage in my eyes simmer until all that is left is coals I might feel better. But no. I simply order the child to strip and get back in the shower so I can wash his hair. Now both of us are annoyed with John’s inability to follow through on the full process of cleaning a child. He made me lunch as an ‘apology’. I would rather he used his words than assume I understand that he did this kindness for me to show he was sorry.

It’s like the dishes all over again. Fucker can’t seem to wash the hand wash items and lets them sit until I am ready to explode and throw them into the street but won’t stop using them. If he needs them to make lunch though? No problem, he will clean the single one he is going to dirty again.

I can’t explain this to anyone though. I can’t say ‘I don’t want to be married anymore. Not for any particular reason, but I keep hoping that when the doorbell rings it’s the military in full dress coming to tell me of my husband’s death so I can move on with my life and be free.’ Yeah because that is something that will absolutely make sense to everyone I tell.

This is a head-in-hand kind of thought. What a fucking awful person I must be for my brain to assume that there is no way out other than death and wish it, even benignly, on the father of my children. God, I must be as horrible a person as I suspected. Maybe I can wait until our youngest is in school and I am back to work? I have been keeping a small part-time job so as to never fully leave the job market but even if I use all of it to pay off our shared debt other than the house it would take years to settle everything.

Would John even fight me on this? I’ve heard whispers that he might be more than friendly with some of the men he works with. Rumors get around on base, some men like their wives and share more than parenting duties with them.

I guess this is all I have to say about this for now.

So all that said AITA for wanting to divorce my husband?

Masterlist

[vimflam]

transcript:

JS: do you have a favorite Linnell tune?

JF: um! you know... there's a bunch- there's a bunch of tracks on the new album that I- I really like - this "Mrs Bluebeard" song is a really exciting, you know, uh. just the rhythms of it - I mean, it's- we don't have that many things that are, like, in the latin feel, but it's just like, the piano playing on it to me is like, super exciting.

and uh - I mean, I'm very- you know, it's really "casual fridays" for me, so I get to- you know, I barely play on it. so it's just, um- you know, I just get to enjoy the show.

JL: yeah, I like- actually, I like the Flansburgh songs where.. I'm--

JF: -- (laughing) right--

JL: -- mostly just listening, you know? that's fun!

[lauralot89]

Horny Dracula fans, take two

I made this poll already but I left off names like an idiot so let me do my spiel again

You have been given an unlimited budget and an unlimited run time to make your ideal adaptation of Dracula. You can be as faithful or unfaithful as you want, it's all up to you, with one caveat:

Dracula has to have a relationship, sexual or romantic or both, with one of the humans.

Now if I just made a poll right here, the answer would overwhelmingly be Jonathan Harker. Let's be real. Even if you don't personally ship it, he's the one Dracula spends the most time with, he's the one Dracula declares to be his and stares at while saying "I too can love," Jonathan's plot parallels so many damn "pretty lady with dangerous man" narratives like Bluebeard and Scheherazade and so on and so forth, it all writes itself

so I have removed him as a choice because I'm genuinely curious as to who your second choice would be and why

You don't have to vote on what you think would be cute or whatever (I mean you can if you want but given what Dracula is and his goals I don't think he can have a cute or even vaguely healthy relationship with a human), just whatever you think would be most narratively interesting. Whether within the narrative of the existing story or going off in some other direction.

Give me your vampire romance thesis