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huinareI've noticed the people in my head sometimes have strong opinions about songs I like I have an irredeemably over-active imagination. Thus is born Character Song Review Minute. Huzzah.
To kick this crap off, the characters and I visit "Hard Way Home" by Brandi Carlile.
Huinárë: I'm not exactly into country, but this I like very much. The instrumentation is rich, I like her voice, it's got a good beat, the lyrics make sense to me, and it's got that wonderful paradoxical quality of being melancholy in its words yet somewhat upbeat in its sound. I can find nothing to complain about.
Gandalf: This song evokes a pleasant mental picture of crossing the shire in a rickety cart and having a nice smoke in the garden at Bag End. I don't see what's melancholy about it, if you ignore the "fake my death" bit. Which I arguably did anyway.
Draugluin: I love this song! It sometimes sounds like the backup singers are trying to howl like wolves and failing miserably, but I like that. I can also really relate to the lyrics.
Pallando: While I'm loathe to agree with the werewolf, I can also relate to this song, though you wouldn't know it from my eerie composure.
Saruman: I despise this song and I can find nothing relateable in it. It does not have a catchy beat. Never have I lain awake brooding at night while the planet turns. And no, I am not dabbing the corner of my eye covertly with a handkerchief. These things do not happen in Angrenost.
Sauron: This is a terrible song. You are all weak-minded pansies. I regret nothing! I'm always up for stealing some souls, though.
Ancalagon: Huinárë wanted me to say something about this song because she thought it might be a good exercise in character development. Huinárë is an annoying gadfly whom I shall take great pleasure in destroying. I'm completely indifferent to this song and it fails to speak to me. I mean, I know what I want to be when I grow up, so the song has gone wrong right off the bat. I want to be the dreadest, more fearsome dragon ever. Which I will be, thanks to Lord Melkor. All hail Lord Melkor. With the heel of his boot he shall grind your puny mortal souls into the dust and ashes of all-consuming despair.
To kick this crap off, the characters and I visit "Hard Way Home" by Brandi Carlile.
Huinárë: I'm not exactly into country, but this I like very much. The instrumentation is rich, I like her voice, it's got a good beat, the lyrics make sense to me, and it's got that wonderful paradoxical quality of being melancholy in its words yet somewhat upbeat in its sound. I can find nothing to complain about.
Gandalf: This song evokes a pleasant mental picture of crossing the shire in a rickety cart and having a nice smoke in the garden at Bag End. I don't see what's melancholy about it, if you ignore the "fake my death" bit. Which I arguably did anyway.
Draugluin: I love this song! It sometimes sounds like the backup singers are trying to howl like wolves and failing miserably, but I like that. I can also really relate to the lyrics.
Pallando: While I'm loathe to agree with the werewolf, I can also relate to this song, though you wouldn't know it from my eerie composure.
Saruman: I despise this song and I can find nothing relateable in it. It does not have a catchy beat. Never have I lain awake brooding at night while the planet turns. And no, I am not dabbing the corner of my eye covertly with a handkerchief. These things do not happen in Angrenost.
Sauron: This is a terrible song. You are all weak-minded pansies. I regret nothing! I'm always up for stealing some souls, though.
Ancalagon: Huinárë wanted me to say something about this song because she thought it might be a good exercise in character development. Huinárë is an annoying gadfly whom I shall take great pleasure in destroying. I'm completely indifferent to this song and it fails to speak to me. I mean, I know what I want to be when I grow up, so the song has gone wrong right off the bat. I want to be the dreadest, more fearsome dragon ever. Which I will be, thanks to Lord Melkor. All hail Lord Melkor. With the heel of his boot he shall grind your puny mortal souls into the dust and ashes of all-consuming despair.
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