If you don't mind me asking - what do you think Dream's attitude/reaction towards Tolkien's works (including the legendarium!) would be? (I'm asking a lot of Sandman bloggers this, because I'm extremely curious regarding your takes on this.)
oh! hang on i gotta brush up on my tolkien because i haven't actually read any of the books since like. 2011.
i guess my main thought would be about how dream missed like, 95% of his work when he was stuck in his Jar. my understanding (read: google search) is that tolkien was building up the mythology for his stories before 1916 (when dream was captured), but most of it was not finished/published until a while after.
(this became an insane and mostly unrelated rant i am so so sorry)
i think a lot about how much of his own... area of work and power dream missed when he was trapped. the 20th century, generally speaking, was a time of rapid growth in storytelling methods and media more generally. dream missed almost all of radio, particularly radio as it became a medium for stories. radio was invented in the late 1890s but didn't see a proper rise into a storytelling medium, rather than mainly a direct communication one, until around the 30s. so dream missed the creation and growth of the first, i guess you would call it, networked storytelling, and technological storytelling, and what was... probably? the biggest return to an auditory type of storytelling since the original oral tradition, folk tales, great epics etc, for radio at its peak of cultural relevance (at least in the US and probably the ""West"" more generally, alas i can't speak as knowledgeably for other parts of the world, obviously plenty of other parts of the world had radio in the early 20th century and onward, but i don't know much about its use as a fictional storytelling medium versus for news and government broadcasts. something to look into! part of why radio became such a medium in the usa was because of our rampant capitalism and commercialism lol, so less capitalistic places might have approached it differently - here, advertisers wanted to figure out a way to monetize radio better, but obviously people aren't going to just listen to hours of ads, so they packaged them around stories, live music performances, and variety shows. that's where soap operas as a form come from -- they were originally sponsored by soap companies! also serials, though of course books have also been serialized in the past. and sponsored radio programs also birthed the sort of episodic comedies that eventually evolved into the half hour TV comedies we know today)
which also means - as a direct result of missing radio, dream also missed the rise of television as a medium - it grew directly out of radio, even the big networks we know today, CBS, NBC, and ABC were originally radio networks. television has ended up being a huge change in visual storytelling, not only in its inception, but especially in its more recent years - it's probably the only long-form audiovisual storytelling medium, which is something that didn't really exist before. huge shift in storytelling possibilities. he also missed the development of comic books, and the internet, and the resulting increased accessibility of art and storytelling to both artists and art lovers. he missed an absolutely huge, HUGE shift in the democratization of art and the ability to share it. and, once again, the development of totally new methods of storytelling in the form of internet video! not to even mention the accessibility of MUSIC, music recording and sharing was still in its infancy when dream was imprisoned and now you can get, and make, and share pretty much any music imaginable! and the new genres! and the intermediality of everything and the cross-cultural awareness!
this is not even getting into the new ease of photography, or film, which was also relatively new in 1916. imagine going into a coma when there were only silent films, and waking up to everyone and their mother making tiktoks. the last film you saw was one of chaplin's or something and then you come back and see interstellar in imax 3d. i think i'd explode. (dream would love film, too, it's very dreamlike)
dream returning to the waking world in 2022 and immediately having the entirety of tiktok beamed directly into his head:
(another thing i think about a lot but won't get into because i'm already rambling - hob witnessing the entire development of accessible writing from the printing press to fucking social media. insanity. i want to pick his brain on it
what pushed hob over the edge, do you think. what's the one thing he saw written online that briefly made him regret ever getting involved in printing at all and wish everyone was illiterate again. it was not porn, btw, mr. monsterfucker gadling can handle anything, ok. no, it was something much worse...)
anyway. rambling over. this is all to say that i am not a tolkien expert and haven't read much of his stuff anywhere recently - though i was quite obsessed with it in middle/high school - so my main thought is in relation to dream getting cut off from all of these great stories. it must have been like, to put it flippantly, your favorite tv show getting cancelled halfway through after a cliffhanger XD. he has all these stories from great storytellers - tolkien included - storytellers who are building their whole own worlds in his realm, storytellers he's nurturing and supporting in his own way - and gets ripped away from them. and when he returns, they're all gone.
here's hoping someone who knows more about tolkien can give you an answer more specifically relevant to that. that's all i got for now 😂
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oooh any 80s music recommendations? I dont really know any old english songs apart from the most famous ones (and queen and abba, idk which time theyre from) but id love to learn
EVRYRHTIYNFOSHDKSHDDKAJSJK!!!!!!! YEYSYWYSYSYSGAJADJD THANK YOU THAMK YOU THANKYOU AN EXCUSE TO RANT ABOUT 80S MUSIC YAASSS
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I'm normal
Well first of all because SOMEONE (cough April cough) didn't know it and that literally made me speechless from shock
This one is ICONICCCC, the music video is also super cool!!! Gen confuses me how anyone could Not know this song omg. It's also become a lot more endeared to me within the last few months bc I was watching a YouTube video with my mom and sister and they were reacting to old music and one of the ppl had the exact same reaction to take on me as I did LMAOOO and it came up several times so it now reminds me of that day hahaha
I've been looping this one a lot lately:D idk what it is about 80s music but I love like... Just the sound of it. The effects... U can't find it anywhere else
This is the other 80s song I've been looping consistently!! It just gets stuck in my head a lot and idk:> it's neat
This one's one of my all time favs!! It is just so. Happy sounding. That's honestly one of my fav things about 80s music:)) it has a way of making me smile like no other music does
This one's another one that is just. Serotonin in a song:)
Okay this one u might know cause it's Queen but I LOVEEEE it
OH DREAMS. DREAMS IS ONE OF THE LOVELIEST SONGS EVER. this was one of my most listened to songs last year:)) I love Fleetwood Mac rahshshsjdkd. This one is less excitement happiness in a song and more just good vibes. Very chill but still serotonin.
Oh wait this one's technically the 70s but heh
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I'm not the anon from the first ask but wanted to thank you for your list of Owen recs! Started some today for his birthday and feel like my third eye is open lol, he's perfect as Mobius but I didn't realize how easy and natural his roles come across. The Wes movies you mentioned are new favourites I'll be rewatching often but The Big Year was a real surprise! It's one I would have skipped but was so comforting and reflective and in such an ensemble cast Owen was the best actor by far.
Oh gosh absolutely love hearing this, thank you so much for the ask 🥺💖
I completely unironically adore just about every movie he's ever made so it always makes me happy when people actually go in with an open mind and not, idk, thinking of him in terms of being a meme or something because he's an amazing actor!!
Also so glad you mentioned The Big Year because I totally agree about his acting standing out above everyone else's in a role that would've been really easy to make stereotypical, plus it's one hardly anyone's heard of but super cozy to watch so I couldn't help adding it in. Paint is a similar movie of his that made me reflect back on how I approach life while also wrapping you up in this soft, gentle world so I'd recommend that one as well 🥰
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I already know I don’t like this new Doja Cat “demons” and satan era bc I already have my good aggressive or “weird” fem rap(idk what she’s trying to do honestly) like Smack a Bitch or Rage or OHFR? or Black Punk (just Rico’s entire discography tbh add Art of War) at a concert venue has people frothing at the mouth and PvE enabled. Demons could be played in a new DC movie trailer. It’s literally a worse “Boss Bitch”. Also just listen to Crazy by Doechii tbh it could literally be part of this satanic panic music if she added red color grading and devil horns to her MV or someshit. Like the beats go hard on each song for Scarlet so far but like give me something actually edgy in the song and not just the visuals bc I’m not gonna drive 90+ mph on the interstate listening to Paint the Town red or Demons bc Im visualizing or watching the MV’s I’m gonna do that bc I’m listening to something that makes me feel like the minute I reach a stop I’m rearranging someone’s fucking bones or the beats are so grimey I can cook a malicious brew in my car.
Ik if Doechii tapped into this shit it’d be the vibe Doja’s said she was giving and then some (listen to Swamp Bitches and Spooky Coochie holy shit they make me want to swerve into incoming traffic and huff napalm shrapnel in a good and sexy way) also listen to Paris Texas lmao
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Dear Da,
I made it, though it wasn’t without it’s trials. I believe you would have disowned me on the spot had you seen how quickly I was batted aside by the first living thing I encountered in these lands. Though living is questionable— am trying to convince myself I did not see as many hands on that thing as my memory insists were there. I blame the knock to the head that followed my immediate defeat. I fell quite a distance and when I awoke I don’t think I was entirely myself. Could barely remember how to hold a sword.
I know. First rule: Don’t let go of your weapon.
And: don’t die.
Or: don’t get caught unawares (by abominations that definitely did not have that many arms).
Come to think of it, you had a lot of first rules when it came to fighting.
I’m trying my best to keep them all in mind out here. Not that it’s been easy. There’s so much to look at. The tree is just as it was described in the stories. Bright, so bright looking at it for too long leaves it’s shadow imprinted on my eyes. It fills the sky with a radiance not unlike a second sun. Not that I’ve seen much of that. After I crawled out of the crypt I woke beneath, I walked out upon these lands and almost as soon as I did, a storm beset upon me. The rain went sideways, and I thought the trees—the proper ones— would tear straight from the ground they grew upon. They didn’t, and I’ll take that to be a lesson as to how I must be.
I did meet a strange fellow. Well, more than one strange fellow. One ushered me along my way like a hen wife shooing her chickens out of her path on the way to collect the morning quota of eggs! The other was a pleasant sort who offered to trade some useful thing for that which they call currency here. He seemed rather surprised at my immediate, stumbling return to the nearest flicker of grace but I suppose anyone would have been, given I’d been nearly gored by an unseen assailant.
This time you cannot blame me for my folly. Truly the conditions were miserable, such that I could not see but a hand’s width ahead of me.. I should have waited out the ill weather, I suppose. Blame my exuberance. This path laid before me is—
Well. I know you never much cared for my silly fantasies. Still. Even without your blessings, I continue forth with you in my heart—if only because I wouldn’t know the cutting end of a halberd from the stabbing were it not for you. I wish you could forgive me my stubbornness. But it is as if this path has stolen my feet from under me, and I can’t escape it. I do not even know that I have the heart to, really. I need to know what awaits me here in these lands of grace and grace lost.
I’ll keep record of it. Maybe someday these words will find their way to you, and you will understand why I had to go.
Sincerely,
Your loving child,
Wallis, Frayborn
P.S.
They keep calling me maidenless here—I didn’t realize that having a maiden was a criteria.
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