Neil's picks for Aziraphale & Crowley's Angelic Playlist were Cry Me a River (Julie London), The Book of Love (Peter Gabriel), and The Show Must Go On (Queen).
Three songs. Two about the aftermath of a break up, and one about coming together in love. So very clearly, we can infer a Crowley POV song, an Aziraphale POV song, and a song for the two of them and their happily ever after. (Song lyrics for all three after the cut for reference.)
The Book of Love is a perfect wedding song. It's a song to play under two people declaring their desire to spend eternity together. With lines about dancing and reading and it's perfect. It's originally a Magnetic Fields song that was released in 1999. Peter Gabriel recorded a cover in 2004 for the movie Shall We Dance about which I know nothing but the Wikipedia summary. But since we know how movies are important here... It's a standard rom-com with a bored Richard Gere secretly taking up ballroom dancing after following a pretty lady from the train (J-Lo). His wife (Susan Sarandon) thinks he's cheating, turns out nope, just dancing, drama ensues, he gives up dancing but eventually his wife becomes supportive and he realizes he loves his wife. And dancing. And they live happily ever after, with both of them getting what they want. Maybe we can draw some parallels here? But I think the song speaks for itself better than its connection with what sounds like a standard early 2000s romcom.
The individual songs are where it gets interesting.
Cry Me a River was first released by Julie London in 1951, but became popular after she sang it in the 1956 film The Girl Can't Help It starring Jayne Mansfield as an aspiring rock 'n roll singer. Again, relying on Wikipedia here, but there is an interesting bit about a blossoming forbidden relationship, wiretapped phones, and someone editing the recordings to keep the love affair secret. But again, it's probably a stretch to look too deeply into the movie.
The song has a very classic jazz feel. It's from a decade and a half later, but if you were, say, an angel who enjoyed Moonlight Serenade or A Nightingale Sang in Berkley Square, it has a similar feel. You definitely wouldn't say it's bebop. The lyrics are about someone who was in love and had their heartbroken. Their former love (who never shed a tear over the break up) has returned and wants to make up. The singer essentially says "you love me? Prove it. Cry me a river like I cried when you left." Which, fair, but in our context, ouch.
The Show Must Go On is a Queen song, and we know how much Queen we hear in association with Crowley in particular. But this just isn't any Queen song. It was written by Brian May about Freddie Mercury's struggles as he neared the end of his life, and it was recorded in 1990. (Coincidentally or not, the year Good Omens was published, a book co-created by friends, one of whom would die too soon, and the other of whom would reflect on his friend's end of life struggles as the story was told more fully. Yes, I'm crying about this.)
In the song, the singer is fighting to reach a place of freedom, away from empty spaces and heartbreak. They are fighting with pure will, and even though their heart is breaking they smile and carry on because the show must go on.
What I really appreciate here with the POV songs, is that they are cross-coded. Queen is Crowley-coded, but the song about someone fighting through heartbreak to achieve something vital, while forcing a smile for the audience? That's absolutely Aziraphale in Heaven. And the 40s/50s jazz ballad is absolutely Aziraphale's style, but the jilted lover who may be willing to give their love a second chance but needs to see proof that the lover cares as much as they do is Crowley all the way.
It's almost like... Well it's almost like even in their separation, they are each carrying a piece of the other. The book of love has music in it, indeed.
The Book of Love
The book of love is long and boring
No one can lift the damn thing
It's full of charts and facts, and figures
And instructions for dancing
But I
I love it when you read to me.
And you
You can read me anything.
The book of love has music in it
In fact that's where music comes from
Some of it's just transcendental
Some of it's just really dumb
But I
I love it when you sing to me
And you
You can sing me anything
The book of love is long and boring
And written very long ago
It's full of flowers and heart-shaped boxes
And things we're all too young to know
But I
I love it when you give me things
And you
You ought to give me wedding rings
Cry Me a River
Now you say you're lonely
You cry the whole night thorough
Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you
Now you say you're sorry
For bein' so untrue
Well, you can cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you
You drove me, nearly drove me out of my head
While you never shed a tear
Remember, I remember all that you said
Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me and
Now you say you love me
Well, just to prove you do
Come on and cry me a river, cry me a river
I cried a river over you
The Show Must Go On
Empty spaces, what are we living for?
Abandoned places, I guess we know the score, on and on
Does anybody know what we are looking for?
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The show must go on
The show must go on, yeah
Inside my heart is breaking
My makeup may be flaking
But my smile, still, stays on
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance, on and on
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning
I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My makeup may be flaking
But my smile, still, stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairy tales of yesterday, grow but never die
I can fly, my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On with the show
I'll top the bill
I'll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the show
Show
Show must go on, go on, go on, go on, go on, go on, go on, go on
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Despite all my rage: A playlist for Alexander Hastings, The Vitriolic Thief
Criminal, thief, arsonist. Light Fingers PC
Track list and lyric highlights under the cut
City Life - Redlight King
"Just another day in the city life
Just another day where we live or die
We're all prayin' through the smoke filled sky"
2. Catch Me If You Can - Set It Off
"I only feel at home when I'm on the run
I only open doors just to pick the locks
Too busy throwing stones at your fragile thoughts"
3. Play Dirty - Kevin Mcallister
"If you wanna go, this is how it goes
If you wanna roll, heads are gonna roll
If you wanna play, we can play all day
But we play, play dirty, play dirty"
4. Volatile Times -IAMX
"Goodbye my friends
Goodbye to the money
Adieu to the fuckers that think that it's funny
I just want to turn the lights on
in these volatile times"
5. Bullet With Butterfly Wings - Tribe Society
"Despite all my rage, I am still just a rat in a cage
Someone will say, "What is lost can never be saved"
6. The Hand That Feeds
"My papa taught me how to howl
How to bare my teeth and growl
He taught me that the hand that feeds
Deserves to be bitten when it beats"
7. Arsonist's Lullaby - Hozier
"When I was a child, I'd sit for hours
Staring into open flame, something in it had a power
Could barely tear my eyes away"
8. Searching For A Devil - In The Valley Below
"Well if you're hoping for a free ride
Hell there's room in mine
And we can love for the sake of the little one
And his hazel eyes"
9. Reminders - Radical Face
"I wish I had more nice things to say
But I was raised not to lie
I'm either honest, or I'm an optimist
But never both at the same time"
10. To Be Alone - Hozier
"I know that you hate this place
Not a trace of me would argue
Honey, we should run away, oh, someday
Our baby and her momma and the damaged love she made"
11. Me And Mine - The Brothers Right
"I will burn your kingdom down
If you try to conquer me and mine"
12. Beautiful Crime - Tamer
"We fight every night for something
When the sun sets, we're both the same
Half in the shadows
Half burned in flames"
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This Rotten Work final playlist: Rachel/Daiyu!
As @evelynhug0 so kindly requested, I'm going to release each of the main character playlists (and one for the main ship, Rachel and Daiyu) once a week leading up to the release of the book!
With the book coming out next week, here is your final playlist, the big guns: the ship playlist for Rachel and Daiyu, our enemies-to-lovers lesbians draped in fire/lightning symbolism/magical powers, shared trauma, an absolutely brutal understanding of each other, and a shared love for drama. Both self-admittedly overdramatic with a love for Shakespeare, both know how to hit where it hurts and how to help each other cope- it'll just take a few duels, awful attempts at communication, and the world falling apart around them to get to that point.
Oh, and a few life-shattering secrets coming to light, but, well, y'all will have to read the book in order to hit that point, right?
Excerpt:
Daiyu and I are not that different, at the end of the day. We’ve had to do everything needed to conform to what Councilors and Headmasters and Administrators expected of us. We’ve had to kill, to maim, to torture. Neither of us really had a choice.
“Because you’re like me,” I murmur.
Daiyu's gaze snaps up to meet mine. She leans forward, her off-the-shoulder blouse falling slightly to expose more of her sculpted shoulder. “What was that?” she snaps, voice a smoky rasp that sends goosebumps up and down my arms.
“You’re like me,” I repeat, “You don’t like—"
And I’m cut off by Daiyu lurching a few inches forward and pressing her lips to mine.
I've kissed girls before, but not like this. Not girls who I've spent years hating—or, at least, rivaling. Not girls who I’ve cooked with and roasted and dueled in the hallways of the Academy and helped practice their theater lines. Not Lady Macbeths-in-training, not Headmaster’s daughters, not girls who take my breath away with their mere existence.
Sasquatch’s big toe, I’m kissing my sworn enemy.
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