#muse: evelyn bass
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Headcanon: Birthdays
As I don’t think I actually have them on their bio pages (and so I don’t have to go fishing for them again), Evie’s birthday is May 19th. And Emma’s is October 28th.
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@americanedpsycho / i've only ever thought of you.
shiv tips her head to the side, her lips curving upwards. with their faces only a short stretch away, she can feel every word, like the bass is vibrating through her chest. now that's not to say she believes him, of course she doesn't, but she doesn't mind a liar. especially not when his lies are spoken in these words.
"how fucking exciting." she conceals her amusement in a glass of wine, a short sip of red. she pulls her legs up, where they're sitting together on her couch, and drapes them over his lap. "how does that fit into the rest of the arrangement?" shiv muses with her glass before setting it down, "the rest of the women you fuck. are you thinking of me? how i feel? god, it must be so hard saying the right name," she drops into her best impression of patrick bateman, mid-fuck, "evelyn--no--siobhan--no--oh, claire? nice to meet you. now, move a little bit, i'm trying to see how my own arms look when i'm on top."
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I was tagged by @richardmaden to answer these questions, thank you so much 🥰
Name/nickname: Daniëla, nickname Dani
Gender: Female
Star sign: Gemini
Height: 5′7″.
Time: 11:47 AM.
Birthday: June 12.
Favourite bands: Arctic Monkeys, The Last Shadow Puppets, Fall out Boy, The Aces, Haim, Muse.
Favourite solo artists: Taylor Swift, Alexandra Savior, Dua Lipa, Hozier, Rina Sawayama, Lorde
Song stuck in my head: Can You Do by The Aces
Last show: The last show I watched was Bridgerton!
When did I create this blog: January 2015, but this is my second blog, I’ve been here since 2009.
What do I post: Movies, TV shows, a little bit of everything, really.
Last thing googled: '’ministry of magic death chamber’’ I just rewatched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix...
Other blogs: @katebeckctt, @alexandrasaviordaily @humbugfanclub.
Do I get asks: I mean... not often.
Why I chose my url: I am in love with one (1) fictionalized version of a DEA agent.
Following: 446
Followers: 7282
Average hours of sleep: Somewhere between 4 and 6.
Lucky number: 6!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Instruments: I’m average on the guitar and piano and play a little bit of bass.
What am I wearing: A glittery shirt and jeans.
Dream job: Screenwriter.
Dream trip: Iceland. Or Sweden.
Favourite food: My mom makes this delicious rice + cheese sauce with mushrooms and chicken, it’s my absolute favourite food.
Nationality: Dutch.
Favourite song: Dance Little Liar by Arctic Monkeys.
Last book read: I re-read The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo (🥺).
Top three fictional universes I’d like to live in: I can’t think of any other fictional universe I’d wanna live in beside the Harry Potter universe.
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@writervega taking a moment to post this on here just in case it doesn’t upload to the Second Home. I’ve no idea where the hell I was going with this one but I hope you enjoy it somehow. Or maybe are even able to decipher it?
In Dreams
The soft pelting of rain as it hit the glass of the cafe window brought her out of her thoughts. She day dreamed in sepia tones as thoughts of honeysuckle and jasmine filled her senses.
“God all it ever does here is rain.”
She muttered to herself as she cleared the second table of the day, brushing crumbs into a pile and sweeping them off with a bleach soaked cloth.
She had left sweet familiar warmth and the sun for sharp clean notes of bleach and salt kissed winds as the bitter sweetness of a dark roast wrapped itself a deep lush note of cherry and apricot. A pounding noise dripping with musky angst and tanging with metal and a primal musk of heavy drum beats and pounding bass lines.
“Are you going back home then? Just to see if it’s changed?”
The concerned voice of her best friend pulled at her heart. Surveying the clothes she had the maid set out of her to pack and heaving a sigh. She had reached a cross roads. Stay and bury her head in the sand until the ancient danger she had left behind was right up to her face or go and confront it once nd for all and kill it at it’s source.
“Yeah, I’m actually packing. I’ll call you when I land.”
“There’s no way I’m letting you go alone! I’m meeting you at the airport.”
“You don’t have to, Hel. Dave’s going to.”
“Three are stronger than one, eh? Love you and see you there.”
That was an hour ago before Colleen found herself sandwiched between a a rapidly panicking Helene as they hit pockets of turbulence and a husband that was determined to dig up any sort of missed clue in how to defeat the ancient evil Colleen thought she had left behind her so many years ago.
“It sounds like this might be what it is. A Dream walker, feeds on your deepest darkest fears and bad memories. Yours must have been fed daily.”
“Thanks Dave. Way to make a girl feel special.”
But it was true. Her monstrous black void in her life had been fed endlessly most days. Then, when Minnie had gotten sick and then Dad and the day her mother died. She had long ago been convinced that the house had been constructed on soured ground. The dreams she remembered being plagued with as a child and feeling the things out in the front yard there was no way something wasn’t attached.
A few years ago she thought that maybe her time in therapy had helped her until she dredged up something from the very depths of her mind. The musky smell of summer’s meadow soap. It had been incredibly cheap soap but it was on sale and they were stuck grocery shopping. Colleen remembered liking the smell as first until red itchy welts came. It felt like her skin was on fire. Then the bruises and the yelling. There wasn’t anything else to bathe with so she’d just have to make due.
“Hey, Colly. It’s okay. It’s okay.”
In an instant she blinked and she was back on the plane headed towards the childhood home she had left so long ago.
“You were a million miles away, babe. It’s okay.”
Settling into his shoulder and reaching out for her best friend’s hand she sighed. She felt safe. A tiny wave of dread hit her for a moment. What if this was the last time she felt like this?
“Thank you. Thank you both for this, for
always
being here.”
In the time it had taken her to blink once more she had fallen under the calm of sleep once more. Down the rabbit hole Colleen ventured one again.
Somewhere over Chicago the music shifted. Pop had taken over and the waving undercurrent of darkness was lifting. It was easily forgotten in a town flooded with Laura Ashley florals and Jos. A Banks suits and tweed sweater vests. Ivy League fever was at it’s highest point yet. This was where she wanted to get lost. Live the perfect lie. For a moment she caught a glimpse of a wedding to a chiseled jawed bespectacled day trader who was writing a novel. A cute little starter home and then the urge to have a baby.
The quiet bliss of a family of my own.
Raised differently in comfort and love. Then she caught a glimpse of another woman; a blonde she could never truly compete with. Then she saw his best friend over her,, the man who had lived next door to them for years and whose wife was sleeping with her husband. It had started off innocently one day, he had spotted her in the store picking up the weekly shopping when her little bundle of joy now two months old has screamed her head off. He had seen her struggling and often wondered why Jim hadn’t stepped in to help, it took two after all. Not that he would ever truly know because Evelyn was convinced that their infertility as a couple came from him. It didn’t. The reason he knew this was because he was staring at the end result of a coupling that had taken place in the throws of summer. The child was happily babbling to herself and playing with the necklace that hung from her moth’s slender tanned neck.
“Looks like you’re out and about today with company.”
“Oh. Yes, she’s proving to be lovely company while Jim’s away in…Japan I think?”
“Oh. China maybe.”
He volunteered as she placed her purchases up the belt and reached for her credit card. Alex covered for his two timing friend, the only vaguely asian about his weekend was the apartment he was renting secretly over in china town.
“Could be, he’s been traveling so much I just can’t keep track. I was just making some dinner, would you like to join me? It must get awfully lonely over there all by yourself.”
“It does but you know how it is.”“I do. So join me, I’ve got that wine you like.”
Two bottles of wine and one very rich dinner later and they were sprawled out in front of the fire pit and gazing at the stars. Ashley had been tucked up away in the nursery and was dreaming nothing but sweet dreams.
“You know this is nice. Jim never does this anymore. It’s never just the two of us though.”
It dawned on him that maybe she was as lonely as he was. True, Colleen and Jim were married and they’d had a child but it was always like they were living by some sort of contract. Jim’s book was going nowhere while Alex had found a living breathing muse in his next door neighbor. A well placed kiss and a touch so gentle it left both of them wanting. Neither thought of the repercussions of their actions as they fell back into the expensive bedlinen. Over the course of the next few weeks the evidence of their night together began to make itself known. Their spouses were facing much of the same situation and thus began the great charade. More than a few heated arguments were to be had behind closed doors of course ) about the children’s puaretntiy. Truths were told and it was settled, they would officially switch. It wasn’t unheard of this sort of thing happening especially with early ,machine arranged marriages. And they all lived happily ever after.
“Colleen!”
Another blink and she found herself somewhere else. The high dry heat of California hit her.
“Oh god, I’m back in high school!”
Judging from the stack of books she was clutching and the oily thick feel of poorly chosen foundation against her skin.
“Are you going to Jason Halliday’s party tonight?”
“Uh…yeah. If my mother found out she’d seriously flip. Maybe I could pay Mikey to watch Rose.”
Phase one had gone off without a hitch as she had what seemed to be an endless amount of favors from from her older brother. Now she just had to figure out what to wear. A shower and a close examination found the I’d have to wear a pear of jeans and a tank top. Maybe a pair of sandals and a denim jacket. There. Done. And out the window I go.The one nice thing was what their house’s pretty much line up directly behind the housing estate Helene lived in so we would meet up at her house and get ready and take her car out.
“Are you nervous?”
“What? Why would I be nervous?”
“Oooh…I don’t know maybe because a little birdie told me that Jason’s gonna ask you out.”
”I highly doubt that. Move your bang to the right a little.”
“Thanks and you don’t know. I think he’s going to .”
“Ten bucks and you’re on.”
The drive up to the Halliday house was a long one clear across town it seemed. Standing there for a moment the burn of pot smoke stinging her eyes.
“Hey, Mark, put that out. Colleen you came.”
“Yeah, Surprise. Thanks for the invite.”
“No problem.”
Then Jim had shown up and ruined his chance with the girl of his dreams.
“Maybe we could start over, Jason.”
“Sorry. Just taking the paths not yet taken.”
“I hope they’re not better than I am.”
“Nothing could be as good as you are for me.”
“Do you promise me?”
Opening her eyes she felt the movement of air. She was back in the suburban affair with the next door neighbor. How many dreams am I going to have in one flight? She wondered and then shook off the absurdity of the thought.
“Cross my heart and hope to die I do.”
What if Jim had never been made partner so quickly or if he had taken the offer his uncle had given him. Their life would have been complete worlds away from where Colleen found herself these days.
“Oh god she’s back on the relaxers.”
“No, I’m not. I’m thinking, something you should try sometimes.”
Ornate decor and no children. Ah, if they had taken Peter’s grandfather’s offer. Living in New York and summering in the Hamptons.
“You’re looking quite lonely.”
“Perhaps if my the man I married wasn’t off cavorting with the local ladies of the evening I wouldn’t have to look this way.”
He said nothing to her, merely staring her down before looking past her out the window of the tiny seaside town they were now summering in. This had once been her hometown and she often wondered what would have happened if she had stayed. Pulling up the long expanse of paved driveway she sighed to herself as the car came to a stop.
“I’ll be by the pool. Off to your travels or wherever it is that you’re going.”
Her reward was a curt nod from the husband she barely knew. He mentioned having to back to New York to finish something and then it was on to Singapore. She now paid no attention to his trip itinerary, it simply wasn’t worth it. Wandering the large front foyer she greeted a few of the staff with a small smile.
“Mrs. Ellingham, lovely to see you again.”
“Hello, Winnie. Please, call me Colleen. I think I’ll be staying through the holidays so you and I will be seeing quite a bit of each other.”
A small if be it slightly alarmed smile settled across the maid’s features before she showed the woman paying her wages to the largest bedroom in the house. A room to behold if ever there was one. White marble and ornate silver and green decor could be seen. A lavish sunken tub with more jets than was seemingly possible was at the center of the room situated just below the circular skylight and flanked by rounded marble pillars. The powder room with it’s lush spring green colors was hidden off to the left and to the right there were full length mirrors refracting the view from the back garden and the pool area. The scent of summer roses and jasmine floated in the wind. The currents surrounding the massive bed draped in emerald green bed linen floated on the breeze. A quick change of clothes and Colleen saw herself overseeing the grounds before settling in on a lounger by the pool. Crystal blue water glinted back at her as she basked in the warmth of the sun.
“Maybe this was how it was supposed to be?”
She quieted quietly to herself before the sun was blocked out by the form of a man and the smell of Marlboro smoke.
“Who says it has to be any other way than how you yourself imagine it?”
Opening her eyes she saw the familiar form of a man she had known years ago and smiled.
“How open minded of you, Mr. Halliday. What are you doing kicking around these parts?”
Given his dressed down state versus how Colleen had seen him a few years ago a brokers luncheon Jason was on vacation.
“Well, just settled into the place down the road from here and came by to see how the new owners of Thorncrest were doing.”
“Owner and you’re speaking to her. Lovely thanks.”
“Ooh, finally took your Ivy Leaguer to the cleaners huh?”
A small smirk played at her lips as she sat up and went about offering a glass of chilled lemonade to her impromptu guest.
“Well, lets just say that after the summer season’s done you’re going to be seeing quite a bit more of me around here and with quite a bit more money than I care to know what to do with.”
“He just doesn’t know it yet?”
“He will after he’s properly served. So….does the Quincepoint place have a lady of the house or are you still trying girls on for size?”
A quick exhale of smoke through a grinning face answered for him. He always smirked like that when he was nervous.
“Nobody since you.”
“Well, that’s good then because it’ll save your closet space with my things here. If you’re good I may even give you a dresser drawer of your very own.”
“Man a guy can dream can’t he?”
“What do you mean?”
“I’ve dreamt of seeing you back here in this house for years and now here you are. It’s almost too good to be true, isn’t?”
Another plume of smoke was exhaled and Colleen found herself startled awake once more. Totally unsure of where she was or exactly who she was at the moment she studied her left hand. No large gaudy wedding set dripping in gold and diamonds. Just a simple silver band that was enveloped by a hand that from the looks of it, was used to doing office work. Blonde floppy bangs shielded a bespectacled fair face of the husband she shared a name with. Reaching out to trace the fine features of the Romanesque nose and finely crafted cheekbones a small shuddered passed over her seat mate. The slight stubble of a five o’clock shadow pricked her gentle touches as he moved closer. His eyes would open in a moment but what color would his eyes be? So far she had seen him in every single dream she had had since starting work on that book of hers. Blue. Like the summer sky and kind as she had ever hoped.
“Hey.”
“Hey.”
A slow soft smile spread across his face as he rose from his slumber. It was always him that she wrote her male leads. He held a spark of something true and endless. Love and devotion were stamped upon him from the moment he had been thought of. Nicholas Shelley truly was the fitting piece to the puzzle that was her life.“Still feeling weird?”
“No, not really. I think I was just over tired…didn’t mean to worry you, Nick.”
“I figured that on my own when I put your carry on in the overhead and you were out like a light. Helene sends her love and says she’ll be meeting us at the lake house when he land. Something with Joey’s touring schedule or manager to work out.”
“Oh, okay then.”Something grabbed at her heart as panic started to rise. “You do know just how much I love you…right?”
Fair brows shot towards his hairline behind the curtain of bangs. “Of course, I do. Do you know how much I love you?”
“Yes. I’m…I’m sorry it’s just the deadlines and the rewrites and god I’m tired. I just didn’t think I was saying it enough or loud enough for you to hear me. I’m sorry I’ve been off in my own little world.”
‘It’s okay, I get the same way. It’s the nice think about being married to another writer, we know each other’s moods better than our own.”
Reaching a hand up he guided her head back towards his shoulder and she settled for a moment. Clean linen and woody sea was the comforting smell she always took from him. It righted her and her heart slowed back into a normal rhythm. He carded his fingers through her long dark hair once more as he always did when she panicked and they had a moment together.
“Never doubt my love for you because it is deeper than the ocean, stronger than steel, and even more endless than the night sky.”
She never doubted his words were true because she felt them. There, in her very heart his words and declarations were written and they would forever be safe.
“I love you, too. More than you’ll ever know.”
No matter how many dreams she had or books she had written she knew that her true love's kiss would always be the most beautiful of all. His love for her as complete as hers was to him. They were simply crafted for each other.
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10am 6th April
Good Morning,
Below is a list of songs from your own tumblr posts that are in the offing for learning and putting together when we return. Not all of the songs will make it into the project. It is up to you to sort out anything left to sort out, this morning.
This afternoon an agreed list will be confirmed and posted
I know some of you have agreed to work in predominantly Level 2 songs, these have not been included on this list but I will leave this up to you to confirm with them.
At the end of the list are some ideas that did not have enough info yet, followed by some of your song writing ideas to agree on
Your task this morning is to:
A. Look through the list for where you see your name and make some noise now if you have any problem with learning any of the material (this may result in the song not making the final list) Look on the shared Tumblr Research Page for more details.
B. Finish the casting of instruments if you want the song in the project. (Communicate with anyone you are adding and get agreement from them before posting the fully cast song) You can also suggest yourself for parts. (Look at the shared Tumblr site, find out who suggested the song and ask them)
DEADLINE 2pm
Florence and the machine you’ve got the love.
Alfie: Keys
Connor: Drums
Guitar: Lennon
Bass: Olly
Vocals: Ellie Lockhart
2.When the sun goes down by arctic monkeys
Alfie: Keys
Brad: Drums
Guitar: Lennon
Bass: George
Vocals: Meg
3.Rehab by Amy Winehouse
Alfie: Keys
Brad: Drums
Guitar: Lennon
Bass: George
Vocals: Meg
4.You don’t get me high anymore covered by Billie Eilish
Vocals: Meg
Guitar: Dan
BVs: Chanel, Ellie and Lucretia
5.Cover Me Up- Morgan Wallen
Vocals: Kyle
Lead Guitar: Dan
Rhythm: surely Kyle himself
BV. Radhika
6.This City- Sam Fischer
Vocals: Kyle
Piano: Lucretia
Guitar: Kyle
BVs Lucretia
7.No Time To Die- Billie Eilish
Vocals: Faye
Lead: Conor
Piano: India
Bass: Kyle
Drums: Luke
Strings: Frank
8.Never too much luther vandross
Vocals: Fay
Guitar: Lennon
Bass Olly India
Drums Conor
BVs: Ellie Rumbol, Lucretia, Frank
9.Power of Love Frankie Goes to Hollywood
Vocals: Fay
Guitar Brad
Bass Olly
Conor Drums
Piano Alfie
BVs Ellie Rumbol
10.Dont Start Now- Dua Lipa
Bass Olly
Drums Amelia
Keys India
Vocals: Candice and Lucretia
11.Stockholm syndrome-Muse
Guitar: Brad
Bass: Olly
Vocals: Lucretia
India: Keys
Conor Drums
12.Just a girl- No Doubt
Vocals: Mia
Guitar: Lennon
Bass: Olly
Conor: Drums
13.Never Enough Featuring Cimorelli
Vocals: Amelia, Fay, Ellie R, Candice
Piano: India
14.Celebrity Skin
Guitar: Lennon
Drummer Brad
Radhika Bass
Vocals: Mia
15.Psycho killer
Guitars Lennon and Dan
Bass Radhika
Vocals Mia
16.Foxey Lady by Jimi Hendrix.
Guitar: Brad
Bass: Olly
Drums: Conor
Vocals: Holly
17.’Supermodel’ SZA
Vocals Munopa
Guitar: George
Bass: Kyle
Drums: Brad
18.‘Be Honest’ by Jorja Smith
Vocals: Munopa
Guitar: George
19.People - The 1975
Lead Guitar - Lennon
Drums - Conor
Vocals - I think Mia said she would do it?
Bass - Radhika
20. Love and Hate
Guitar: Dan
Vocals: Radhika, Ellie Rumbol, Munopa
Drums: Amelia
Bass: Candice
Keys: Ellie R
21.Underrated youth by Yungblood:
Vocals: Megan and Lucretia
Guitar: Lennon
Bass: Kyle
Drums: brad
Keys: Alfie
22. Red desert by 5SOS:
Vocals: Candice
Guitar: Dan and George
Drums: Brad
Bv: Lucretia
23. Waves by Dean Lewis:
Guitar: kyle
Vocals: kyle and Lucretia
24.Turning tables by Adele:
Vocals: lucretia
Piano: India
Strings: Candice
Some other ideas I picked up but with lack of video/castings I have not included yet.
shallow from the film a star is born:
Vocals Ellie Rumbol, Fay
I would like to sing Heal Me by Grace Carter this would Need the drum pad and pretty much all the other instruments. I would be open to singing anything upbeat or not.
Myself (Fay) and Rumbol are planning on doing a couple songs together, Shallow by Lady Gaga and Brad Pitt and Love come down by Evelyn Champagne King.
Another song myself and Brad(guitar)have wanted to do for a while is Shy by Leon Bridges.
Mad Hatter - Drums George, other roles unknown
Turning tables: singing Lucretia
Originals
Be Like You
Keys: India
Backing Vocals: Candice
Vocals: Lucretia
Drums: Bradley Moorecroft
Bass: Oli
Guitar: Kyle
MEG For song writing I would like to work with Mia and Ellie because I think that we could Wright a song that we could all like to do and we like the same genres of music so I think that it would work really well together and we all gave powerful voices.
OLLY I have already been paired with lucy so i think im Gucci but with Level 3s i have something in the works with Candice, Lucretia and India that has a Japanese vibe
Amelia I am currently in a cover song with India (keys and vocals), candice (vocals), Oli (bass), Dan (guitar?) and me on drums. INDIA The second song is an original by Lucretia. She messaged me yesterday asking if i could do the keys on it and I said that I would. As far as I know the people on the song are Lucretia and Candice doing vocals and me on keys. CANDICE The original is being done by Lucretia, and she messaged me yesterday asking if I’d like to be a part of it as a harmoniser. The cover song I’m in is with Oli (Bass), Amelia (Drums), India (Keys and maybe vocals too) and Lucretia (Vocals). We don’t know if we need a guitarist but we can talk about that together
BRAD I’d also like to write a slow blues song, which I have started already. Lucretia is writing the vocal parts for it and I’m doing guitar. LUCRETIA I’ve also agreed with brad to help him write lyrics for a slow blues songs about relationships
GEORGE In my head, my original song - guitar, maybe vocals. Include: Drums, bass guitar, keys, lead guitar, harmonies.
DAN myself and Oli want to do a cover of a toska song as its ambience and vibe could really fit the idea of the human mind and mentality, there are lots of voice overs so we can use speeches that relate to the theme over the music. We still need a drummerI would like to keep working with radhika as we understand each others song writing habits and skills, and we enjoy working together
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Chords of Eve - Dear Engineer EP
Chords of Eve is a band with a distinctive approach to their creativity. Their sound is unpredictable and refreshingly experimental, combining alternative rock and post-punk with influences as diverse as pop, and industrial. The band recently announced the release of a new EP, “Dear Engineer,” which will see the light of day on April 10th 2020. What’s special about this project is how diverse the music sounds. The EP’s leading single, “Brightside,” features electronic soundscapes and lush guitar tones, oftener reminiscing of artists as diverse as Muse, Radiohead or dEUS, only to mention a few. The title track is a synth-driven indie gem, which makes me think of seminal acts such as Beach House and Portishead. However, the song soon sheds the lo-fi intro in favor of a deeper, more polished sound, with big drums and textured vocal harmonies bringing more definition to the sound. “Evelyn” is one of the EP’s more haunting songs, with fuzzed-out guitar textures and a more somber vibe that might remind you of acts such as Glass Animals or Minus The Bear. On the other hand, the track “Rebuild Ourselves Tonight” is an indie-rock hitter, with a sound that reminds of artists as diverse as The Strokes, Dead Rituals, Francis Moon and DIIV, going for a lush, yet hard-hitting and energetic approach. Last but not least, “The Future’s Not What It Used To Be” is a dance-floor banger with hard-hitting grooves and catchy guitar tones, giving the EP a unique feel. The tracks are masterfully produced and the sheer variety of the sounds on t his record reveal the band’s incredibly diverse feel for creativity and great music.
Find out more about Chords of Eve, and check out “Dear Engineer EP,” which is going to be available on the web starting from the 10th of April. However, the lead single “Brightside” is going to be available from the 28th of February.
Website: https://skytitanmedia.com/chords-of-eve
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/chordsofeve
Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/chordsofeve/
We also had the chance to chat with the band: keep reading to learn more!
- One of the most outstanding features of the album is the sonic variety. Rock guitars with indie beats and electronic soundscapes converge beautifully, creating something really unique. Was this a conscious effort, or the variety just happened naturally by following your instinct?
All of that was done very meticulously. We really wanted to go for a vibe that had the soul and realness of music like Jazz, rhythmic beats and bass that you feel and combine it with the sounds of the future, synths, electronic instrumentation, chirps and buzzes and all of the things we love about science fiction. We wanted to tell a story and we wanted the music to be as much a part of that story as the lyrics which means each instrument needed to be its own character. It took about a year to get the EP completed and it was worth every minute.
- Of all the songs on the EP, which one was the most challenging to complete, and why?
The most challenging song was also, to me, one of the most important songs. “Evelyn”. I've come to recognize among people around me a common unspoken feeling of loneliness, not being good enough for the world, or maybe just not mattering at all. This song seeks to capture that dull, persistent, anxiety or sadness so many of us feel. It is titled in honor of a woman that no one had ever heard of, until she jumped to her death from the top of the empire state building and her suicide photograph was featured in the May 1947 issue of Time Magazine. The song is inspired by the letter that she left to her family and fiance, and the struggles that we as human beings face with mental illness and struggles with self-worth and connectedness. Most people have either dealt with these types of issues themselves or know someone close to them that has and it's never going to get better if we are afraid to talk about it. The topic is a delicate line to walk. We wanted to explore it in such a way that does not judge or dismiss but simply recognizes that it ‘is’.
- If you could pick any artist to feature on one of these songs as a collaboration or duet, who would you have onboard?
Am I only allowed to choose one?! There are so many interesting singers out there; Joss Stone, Billie Eilish, Beth Gibbons, Lady Gaga, Sister Crayon, Sarah Barthel.. Oh man, I feel like I could add an entire page to the list of those I would like to create a song with.
- Because the songs have so many different sounds, do you find it challenging to perform them live, or does it come naturally?
Live performance is a huge challenge for the Chords Of Eve project. It was designed in such a way that we could include a wide variety of singers, much like in the vein of Apocalyptica or David Guetta. They have so many featured artists, no two albums are alike yet they all have a similar groove. But because of this, it is hard to have 10 people go on tour and play 2 tracks apiece live. Sometimes it's hard enough just to have two people whose schedules work together to play live.
- What is the meaning behind the EP’s title, if you want to share?
Dear Engineer is a letter, from a humanoid robot created by man, to its creator asking “What is my purpose here?” It is a concept we as people have struggled with for what seems like forever. What am I doing here? What's the point of all of this? What now? Dear Engineer is the song that asks that question through sonic poetry. It's the letter we leave behind after we have returned to the ether.
- Any plans to tour and bring the music on the road?
This project has been particularly challenging when it comes to live performance, due to the style of music and number of different people (and schedules) that are taking part in it. We are striving to do something different than what we've done with past musical groups (which is write a set list, play at a bar, put out a tip jar and do it again the next night.) Instead, we are working to create a new musical performative experience, so I’ll keep you up to date on that as it unfolds. But we will be releasing music videos and there are always our behind the scenes/day in the life vlogs on youtube!
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Rules: answer 28 questions and tag at least 20 blogs you would like to know better
Name: Dionne
Nickname: twinny
Gender: female
Starsign: Libra
Height: 5'4 - 163 cm
Time: 9:20pm
Birthday: October 13th
Favorite bands:
Green Day, The Clash, Ramones, Blink-182, , Sum 41, Arctic Monkeys, SWMRS, Franz Ferdinand, Kasabian, The Wombats, The Kooks, Muse, The Offspring, Oasis, Panic! At The Disco (I know, Brandon is problematic), Royal Blood, Queens Of The Stone Age, Foster The People, Alt-J, The Who , Rancid, Red Hot Chili Peppers, The Rolling Stones, Two Door Cinema Club, Weezer, Chic, Earth Wind and Fire, Wham! (Duo), Average White Band, Hall & Oates (duo), Bronski Beat, Tears For Fears (duo), Blue Öyster Cult,
Fave solo artists: Louis Tomlinson, George Michael, Evelyn 'Champagne' King, Chaka Khan
Song stuck in my head: Dancing Tight by Phil Fearon & Galaxy
Last movie I watched: The Danish Girl
When did I create my blog: 03-11-13
Last thing I googled: Kapsalon
Do I have other blogs: yeah, my larry blog @stylinsexuality where I occasionally reblog my other fandoms
Do I get asks: never 😂😂
Why I chose my url: I was changing my larry/1d related url to a green day one and I wanted to be one of their songs so I picked Who Wrote Holden Caulfield but I actually like Words I Might Have Ate more
Following: 141
Followers: 421
Average hours of sleep: it varies from 2 hours to 12 hours. Don't really have an average.
Lucky number: 13
Instruments: non, I'd like to play the bass
What I’m wearing: adidas shorts and an adidas t-shirt. My favs. Earlier today I was wearing black jeans, an adidas jumper and my thrasher vans slip-ons
Dream job: Flight Attendant, an artist (painting and drawing) and interior design architect
Favorite songs right now: I don't really have any specific favourites atm because I like so many songs but I do want to share a nice song with you guys because I do vibe with it the most atm. Creep by Radiohead
Dream trip: To go to Thailand or do a exploration tour on the Canary Islands
Nationality: Dutch
I tag all my followers
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Open Starter - Evelyn Bass || Open to All
Yeeeah, that would be Evie. High above New York City (and just high in general), giving an encore of her second grade dance performance on the edge of the roof.
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♡ + Winter
Evie and Emma have completely opposite views when it comes to Winter. Evie abhors Winter. She is a warm weather girl. A tropical beach, a mai tai, and as little clothes as possible. That's her jam.
Emma, on the other hand, loves Winter. Especially in the city (doesn't matter if it's New York or Paris). The whole thing...covered in snow...it's magical.
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@manhattanzdevil sent “ who did this to you ? ”
Evie followed her brother’s gaze to the marks on her arm, the bruises that, if one looked close enough, mimicked fingers. Like someone had grabbed her and hard. Pulling her sleeves down in an attempt to cover it, she waved it off as she moved towards the bar. “It’s nothing. Just a bit of...bedroom fun. You know, the kind you want to know nothing about...” It was as good as answer as any, as what brother wanted to hear about his sister’s sexcapades.
Pouring herself a drink, Evie took a long sip before looking back to her brother. Desperate to change the subject, she looked around the apartment. “Where’s Henry and Blair? I brought all these presents and I have no one to give them to....”
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Headcanon: The Winter Holidays
When it comes to the winter time holidays, Evie mostly celebrated Christmas (as she was raised in the typical wasp-ish upper east side household). Emma, however, celebrates both Christmas and Hannukah -- especially when she has to good fortune to be in the same place as Eleanor and Cyrus for the holiday.
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If you don’t think Evie wore a designer version of this one year to a Halloween Party at Victrola, you’re dead wrong.
Years later, Emma totally finds the outfit and decides to don it for her own Halloween party cause hello...vintage is totally in.
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Like Mother, Like Daughter: Evelyn “Evie” Bass & Emma Bass
(Gif Set 1/?)
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Evie: As a small child, Evie’s favorite candy was pixi stix; especially those giant, oversized ones. When she and Chuck would ditch their nannies and run off to the Zoo or FAO Schwartz or whatever, she would always come back with at least two of those.
Emma: Emma has never bought a piece of clothing ‘off the rack’. Between her aunt running Waldorf designs, their family friendship with Jenny Humphrey, and the Bass last name...all of Emma’s clothes have been designed and/or altered just for her.
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"Kinky." - Dark Chuck
“A little; but I don’t think anyone would be surprised...” Yes, Evie had a kink. And yes, it involved being objectified and treated as little more than an object by her partner. But considering she had been told since, well, forever that her only value was in how pretty she was...
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@manhattanzdevil || Continued from [x]
Hysterical? Evie hardly thought her comment hysterical; considering everything that had been through lately, she highly doubted it even counted as dramatic. Things had been...even more fucked up than usual and because of that she thought, maybe, her accompanying Chuck abroad might not be the worst idea.
Clearly, he thought otherwise.
“Of our father’s many many reasons for possibly disowning me, I really don’t see ‘hysterics’ making the list. Not when there are things like...drug use and sex in public...” Though, in her defense, the rooftop pool had been abandoned when she and the ambassador’s son went up there.
Not that it mattered. Their father was hardly in a position to fuck up their lives anymore -- dead as he was. Now it was just the two of them. Which, to Evie, was all they needed anyway.
“Always. I’ll see you off and then go join Serena and Blair in the Hamptons. I believe the theme of the next few weeks is...no boys allowed.”
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