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Joan Baez “Barbara Allen” Club 47, Harvard Square, Cambridge, MA, ca. 1958.
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As is explained in the book, Covey names are made up of the name of a folk ballad and a color. The origins of a few of these names are explicitly stated in the book, but not all of them, so I want to try to lay out some potential origins for all of the Covey characters’ names!
Lucy Gray-Lucy Gray, poem by William Wordsworth (canon)
Barb Azure-Barbara Allen, famous folk song and child ballad 84 (canon)
Maude Ivory-Maude Clare, poem by Christina Rossetti (canon)
Clerk Carmine-Clerk Saunders, English folk song and child ballad 69
Tam Amber-Tam Lin, Scottish folktale and child ballad 39
Billy Taupe-Billy Boy, famous American folk song (likely, though Willy is a very common name in folk songs and child ballads)
Furthermore, I also want to argue that each of their names (much like Lucy Gray's) has some element of foreshadowing or relevance to their character or story!
Lucy Gray: as we know, she shares her story with the Wordsworth character: to go missing in the woods and have her true fate be forever a mystery
Barb Azure: she's a bit trickier. Barbara Allen is a soft, quiet tragedy about a “hard-hearted” girl whose lover dies, and she dies soon after so she can be buried with him. Barb Azure doesn't have much in the way of tragic romance (she and her gf seem to be the only non-toxic romance in the Covey), so I view her tragic love as not romantic, but familial. Barb seems to be the mom friend of the Covey, quiet and reserved but caring, and I think her heart broke when Lucy Gray and Billy Taupe died, one after the other. I should note that Barbara Allen's lover is named William (I told y'all it's a really common name). We don't know what happens to Barb Azure after she loses half her family and their music, but I can't imagine she ever fully recovered.
Maude Ivory: ALSO tricky. Maude Clare is about a love triangle, in which a couple is getting married and Maude, the groom's ex, stirs some shit with the bride, Nell. The groom is very inconsequential (Rossetti was a lesbian *cough cough*), so it's mainly about what the two women are fighting over. Maude proudly hands over the groom, but showcases how much he preferred her to his wife in the process. Nell professes that she has the legitimacy of marriage, and is willing to wait until he loves her back. It's unclear who really wins. I think this could be indicative of a bit of a silent "feud" (with no hatred of course) with Lucy Gray over which will become the lead singer in the Covey. Lucy Gray effectively hands it over to Maude Ivory at the end, but it's not much of a victory, as music is soon banned in District 12. But to Maude's credit, if the theory that she's Katniss's grandmother is true, she is willing to work to spread her music in secret over the coming years.
Clerk Carmine: Clerk Saunders is betrayed by his lover’s brothers after he wrongs her, eventually being killed by her youngest brother. Clerk Carmine's brother, Billy Taupe, betrays Lucy Gray by sleeping with Mayfair, and eventually the rest of the Covey reject him, including, most personally, Clerk Carmine.
Tam Amber: Tam Lin was a mysterious fae man, and Tam Amber was a mysterious baby found on the side of the road (I'm sorry but we know like nothing about this boy)
Billy Taupe: Billy Boy is a nursery rhyme about a boy who is courting a girl who is too young to leave her mother's side, much like Billy Taupe is courting Mayfair, whose father won't leave her alone. Though the nursery rhyme itself is light and fun, it has been linked to the English murder ballad "Lord Randall," in which a jealous woman poisons her husband, much like Mayfair's jealousy leads to both hers and Billy's deaths.
Tell me what y’all think! Clerk and Billy could really be a few things, but these seemed most likely. I also might’ve missed something (I wasn’t really looking for this stuff while reading) so I welcome any new info!
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vexic929 · 8 months
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2, 3, 6, 9, 11, 15, 18 for anyone
doing all these in reblogs <3333
#2 “I know it’s your favorite.” from this prompt list info on Barbara and Eden here and here (I really gotta add Ira soon lol)
"Easy, there's a- yeah, you got it." Barbara said gently as she helped Eden over the threshold into their apartment. Ira followed close behind, arms full of bags. "Oh, I'll unpack those if you could just-"
"I've got her." Ira said with a warm smile, setting the bags down and wrapping an arm around Eden and guiding her to the sofa.
Barbara unpacked the bags with her superspeed before they'd made it halfway across the room. "Are you hungry? I could run out and get dim sum, I know it's your favorite."
"Is it?" Eden asked as Ira helped her sit.
Barbara paused, feeling a sudden rush of sadness. Eden had lost her memory along with her sight when she'd tried to stop Eoland from killing Barbara and the evil speedster had retaliated violently. The reminder that she had no recollection of past experiences, no memory the loving moments they'd spent together, was a constant hurt and guilt gnawed at her insides that she wasn't able to prevent it.
She swallowed hard and forced a smile. "It is," she said brightly, heading towards the doorway. "I'll be back in a flash."
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gameraboy2 · 2 years
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Mrs Allen on All Fours - Develop the Perfect Relationship with Your Pet by Barbara A. Allen, 1999
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banji-effect · 9 months
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This autumn, Ditchling Museum of Art + Craft will be marking ten years since our major redevelopment with an exhibition about the museum’s co-founder Hilary Bourne (1909 – 2004) and Barbara Allen (1903 – 1972), her partner in life and creative practice.
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The pair ran an internationally successful textile studio, designing and making a variety of fabrics – tweed for Fortnum & Mason, furnishing fabric for Heal’s and scarves for Liberty. The turning point in their career came in 1951, when they won the competition to design and make textiles for the newly built Festival Hall. They went on to win commissions to make the costumes for the multi-Oscar winning 1959 film Ben-Hur and the interiors of the UK’s first jet planes. In short, they were two of the most significant textile designers of the modernist period, yet they remain largely unknown – until now. Double Weave will give space to their story. It will speak to the invisibility of women as leading modernist designers and how women’s intimacy informs creative pursuits.
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murderballadeer · 1 year
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This is a damn good rendition of Barbry Allen, in the Appalachian tradition. Heartfelt singing/storytelling, great authentic voice, and you get to watch the guy sitting on the couch with her really enjoy listening.
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dufrau · 1 year
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I knew I had expressed myself re that lil bitch Sweet William at some point. BARBRA ALLEN DESERVED BETTER!
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chronivore · 1 year
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Barbara Allen
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sisaloofafump · 1 month
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In case it seems like every third comic has Batman in it... you're not wrong. He's been in 38.6% of DC issues since 2020, with a stark increase of 8% each decade since the 90s and surpassing Superman in popularity. Despite this, there's been a massive drop off of comics where he is teamed up with Superman or a Robin (although the amount of group team ups between Batman Family members has increased, as well as Nightwing solos).
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vexic929 · 4 months
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I wish you would write a fic where...
Eoland and Savi have insane sexual tension
does it count if it's just a little bit pre-Savi? lol only in name though, she's definitely rapidly spiraling into Savitar at this point
info on Barbara and Savi and Eoland here and here and here
OCs are mine but based on The Flash characters
cw: suicidal ideation
Eoland studied the speedster across from her critically. Short, dark hair nearly obscuring deep scarring across a milky eye that seemed to glow yellow with Speed Force energy; all black clothing; a somber, defeated look on her features, lined a bit more with age and stress - not her Barbara, certainly, but Barbara nonetheless.
"I'm a bit disappointed," she commented casually, as though discussing the weather. "Someone else seems to have broken you where I couldn't. Who was it?"
A muscle in Barbara's jaw tensed. "I'm not here to discuss that."
Eoland tilted her head with an amused look. "No, I'd imagine not. Why are you here, then, Barbara?"
Barbara crossed her arms and looked away. Eoland's smirk widened and she stalked closer.
"Oh you poor thing," she cooed, running her claws along Barbara's jaw before gripping the back of her neck. "Am I truly the only person you have left?"
She leaned in close, her breath hot against Barbara's ear. "What happened to those lovely friends and paramours?"
Barbara jerked away and took a step back. "I told you. I'm not here to discuss that."
"I know. You're here because you want to die." Eoland lifted a finger to trace the scar across Barbara's cheek before pushing her roughly against the wall in a burst of red lightning and placing the tips of her fingers in the center of her chest. "Say it."
Barbara's eyes squeezed shut as tears stung behind them. "I want to die," she whispered hoarsely.
Eoland leaned closer, her lips hovering just above Barbara's. "Ask nicely," she purred.
Barbara's breath hitched. "Eoland...please."
Eoland hummed. "So pretty when you're desperate." She pressed her lips to Barbara's neck, leaving a trail of sharp nips and kisses down to her collarbone.
Barbara shuddered. "Stop toying with me and just do it."
"Oh, no, Barbara. If you want me to do something for you, you'll have to be patient." Eoland's hand trailed down to rest on Barbara's waist, pulling her closer. "I intend to savor this."
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Barbara Allen
It was round and about last Martinmas tide When the green leaves were swellin' That young Jimmy Grove of the West Country Fell in love with Barb'ry Allen
He sent his men into the town To the place where she was dwellin' "Oh will you come to my master, dear, If your name be Barb'ry Allen?"
And slowly, slowly got she up And slowly came she nigh him And all she said when there she came "Young man, I think you're dyin'"
"Oh, yes, I'm sick, I'm very sick Indeed I think I'm dyin' But a word from you would revive me again Oh lovely Barb'ry Allen"
"Do you recall, young man, " she said, "When the red wine you were spillin', How you made the ladies' health go round And you slighted Barb'ry Allen?"
And death is printed on his face And all his heart is stealin' And again he cried as she left his side "Hard-hearted Barb'ry Allen!"
As she was goin' over the field She heard the death bells tollin' And every sound that death bell gave: "Hard-hearted Barb'ry Allen!"
"Oh mother, mother make my bed Oh make it soft and narrow Since Jimmy died for me today I'll die for him tomorrow"
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murderousink23 · 1 year
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I'm feeling rather sentimental today. So, the earworm of the day is Barbara Allen by Art Garfunkel
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this is my absolute favorite ballad of all time. i think i heard it first in church when i was very little. i learned abt it’s origins in my Appalachian studies class freshman year of college but never heard joan’s version until abt a year. fucking beautiful
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esonetwork · 2 years
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'Antiques Carry On' Book Review By Valerie Fortier
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'Antiques Carry On' Book Review By Valerie Fortier
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ANTIQUES CARRY ON A Trash ‘N’ Treasures Mystery By Barbara Allan Guest Reviewer Valerie Fortier Severn House 194 pgs
Ron isn’t into Cozy mysteries and when this one arrived in the mail, he dropped it on my desktop with the suggestion I give it a go. Months later it’s still sitting there and I decided to give it a try. As a Mom myself, I totally get the mother-daughter dynamics. Sometimes they gel, other times they are nothing but oil and water.
I would recommend you take time to meet Vivian and Brandy. The mother-daughter team never misses a chance to inject humor and fun while investigating a new mystery. I really enjoyed the book; especially the great twist at the end in regards to who did it. Just when you think you’ve got it solved, there’s more to be revealed.
The book offers up a truly wonderful cast of characters to “cozy” up by the fire and shares some time with.
Final note – This is the start and end of my reviewing career. Thanks, Ron.
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dcthingspolls · 2 months
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