#potatus et molassus

[rruffian]

#🖤 #over the garden wall #come wayward souls #potatus et molassus

[coquelicoq]

i would have watched season 2 stranger things weeks before i did if anyone had thought to tell me there was morse code in it. i would have watched over the garden wall YEARS ago if i had known that episode 3 includes a song called "potatoes and molasses" which, in the final episode, gets a MOURNFUL REPRISE TRANSLATED INTO LATIN. but did i know that? no. no one ever tells me anything of consequence 😩

#it's...kind of translated into latin. they've turned 'potatoes' into 'potatus' which while yes a latin word #is definitely not a plural noun meaning potatoes. hmm. swing and a miss there #and they've translated 'molasses' as...wait for it...'molassus'. not a latin word at all as far as i can tell #but i get it. 'solana tuberosa et sacchari faex' doesn't exactly scan. so. #points for effort. this may be dog latin more than anything else but you know what? the bar is low for latin versions of kids cartoon songs #this might come as a shock to you but there aren't a lot out there. beggars can't be choosers. i'll take it #over the garden wall #latin #my posts #f

[captainhysunstuff]

It’s so satisfying when my 1000+ song shuffle plays two similarly themed songs one right after the other~.

#literally put two songs called “Monochrome’ right next to each other #then it played Blue (Cowboy Bebop) right after Potatus et Molassus (Over the Garden Wall); childrens’ choirs now~ #music

[kuragesil]

o potatus et molassus

grow, tiny seed. you are called to the trees.

WARNINGS: book 7 spoilers, inspired by over the garden wall (you don't need to see it to understand this fic, but i highly recommend! but be warned i did take inspiration so it might be slight spoilers for the show), a bit of body horror?

NOTES: hi! so, i had this fic in the works before i watched otgw, but i watched it all yesterday and it is amazing. please listen to potatus et molassus before/while reading (here!), as it's the main inspiration behind this fic. but anyways, i wanted this to be longer but my writing blog is still under construction & i wanted to get this out before halloween was over so it's a bit brief and the ending is pretty abrupt! it's highly possible that i'll come back to this to revamp it & my blog theme.

AND FINALLY: this fic was also inspired by @llondonfog & @serenescribe 's diasomnia fics! both of their works are lovely & they both have wonderful writing styles, and their works have inspired me to try to branch out into horror (despite being scared of Everything Ever). please go check out their fics!

my main blog: @valleyofliyue

BRIAR VALLEY IS ALIVE.

The swaying of the leaves, the dancing of the flowers and the rushing of the waters—all of it is Her body, just as any typical fae has blood running through their veins and organs pumping throughout their being.

The Valley remembers everything. Every footstep set upon Her soil, every house built upon Her land and every tree torn from Her roots—every blessing and transgression is etched and carved into Her skin and memory, only to dull with Time Himself.

She is greater than any book or scroll — for when it comes to history, She is history.

Every fae knows this. He knew this. Lilia knew this.

As he ran through that dark and dense wood, he cursed himself thoroughly, wondering why he pretended as if he didn’t possess such basic knowledge.

Clutching a beautiful, wondrous bracelet made of acorns, he ran and ran—ignoring the burning sensation in his legs yelling at him to stop; to give up this human.

He reckons it’s the General, still humiliated and scarred from events 400 years ago—it’s ironic, how the spirit haunting him the most was a pathetic soldier he loathed to remember.

The rain came down hard and cold, pricking his flesh, trying to draw blood from his skin. He ignored it, he didn’t care. He had no time to care—when Silver, his son—!

Lilia stopped in his tracks abruptly, hands shaking at the sight before him.

A boy—his boy—being hugged to death by the branches of the Yew trees; sticky black sap dripped from wounds where blood should be bled. Silver’s once soft and pale flesh was turning a dull, muted brown that was bumpy and rough. Gentle, kind aurora colored eyes—more gorgeous and glittering than the biggest gemstones—had lost their light, losing their innocent sparkle.

But the most eye-catching part of this horrifying display was his hair.

His moonlit white locks were transforming back to their original state—that golden sunshine spreading throughout the whole head. Lilia has his own bias, preferring the moonlight as Silver’s crown instead of the sunshine.

(For the moon crown is a clear sign that this boy is his own, his son.)

However, Lilia isn’t one to reject all other options when laid out before him, he admits that the golden locks were not a bad look for Silver, either. If Silver had a normal childhood as Prince of the Land of Swords, he would never have become a Blessed Child of the Night—something Lilia often wonders if that would have been better for the boy in the long run.

A wonder that has his heart tighten at the reality before him. For Lilia knows this has cemented his long and deep-seated fear.

She knew.

The Valley knew. She knew that Silver was of the same blood that had ravaged Her lands and ransacked Her flora and fauna—actions that left Her barren and violated, actions that were deemed unforgivable. Never mind the fact that Silver was innocent to all of that, never mind the fact that he was not his family.

No, Silver was a remnant of evil, and must be taken care of; his crown of moonlight reverting back to his crown of sunshine was just a reminder of his wretched lineage.

The ground below Silver lowered deeper, capturing his limbs and sinking him underneath the surface. Lilia panicked, using all of his strength and magic to tear away at the branches and pull his son out of this trap.

“Silver…! SILVER! SAY SOMETHING!” he roared with desperation.

The boy squinted at his father, trying to open his lips ever so slightly; tiredly trying to think of something to say to him.

“... t… F….” he rasped. He took a sharp intake of breath all of a sudden, and Lilia thought his heart would burst.

He could see a branch growing bigger and bigger inside of his son’s mouth, twisting and curling as it rose up the surface, as if to taunt Lilia. As if to punish him for taking in the son of the enemy.

Still ripping the branches off of the boy’s body and attempting to pull him out of the soil, he looks around in desperation, as if She would set Silver free from this undeserved judgment.

“Please… PLEASE! He… he’s been a babe for four centuries, but he’s only been a boy for so long! Don’t punish the innocent!” Lilia pleads, lungs being pushed to their limit; the retired general thought he would start coughing up blood.

Lilia hoped that The Valley would relent, releasing Silver from Her grasp and returning him to Lilia’s—the place where he belongs.

The Valley looks down upon the two traitors.

She makes her final decision.

#milie writings #twisted wonderland #silver twst #lilia vanrouge #twisted wonderland fanfiction

[tales-at-dusk]

Potatus et molassus

#otgw beast #otgw wirt #otgw #otgw fanart #otgw greg #fan art #over the garden wall

[dergeistvond]

The music in otgw is so good I will rip apart the leitmotifs in track 28, 29 and 30 (The old mill, come wayward souls and Potatus et molassus)

28 - starting as One is a bird, it really wants to be One is a bird I believe, but the notes fall immediately deeper. It tells the audience the connection between the mill and Beatrice instantly, and despite this, we are in the present, the music fails to be her theme, as it would in the past, instead it presents us this; the intro theme itself, into the unknown, reminding us as an audience that we don't have time for memories, that those moments are long past, but the placing is important. The notes of this leitmotif fall over the "if dreams can't come true, then why not pretend?" Line of the original, as, if I recall correctly, we get a close up shot on the lantern itself. I feel this is again, foreshadowing, as it is revealed later that the woodsman is pretending, without his knowledge albeit still, pretending his daughter died. Of course we know better. Then, of course, we get a small interval, in clarinet I believe - this can be representative of Wirt and Greg before it gets overshadowed by another blow instrument, I am unsure what it is, but - here is leitmotif 3. Imposing, dark, and telling. Inspired by Verdi's Requiem 4 Lacrymosa, Come Wayward souls makes an appearance - the beast's influence is all over, lurking, waiting. Cue some more piano, and cut into track 29.

29 - Known as a funeral piece, Requiem suits perfectly as backbone to the beast itself and its theme. The death motif is clear as crystal, in sound and lyric, the loss of hope, of innocence, and life itself are absolutely crushing, helped by the childrens choir following Samuel Ramey's vocals in stark contrast. The image painted is nothing short of grim. It lures you in with false security, promises of abandoning woe, only to realise the means in which it's achieved, and the possibility of damnation ever after, or that it was too, in vain. This, this is my favourite piece from the entire soundtrack. It's painful to listen to and genuinely open your heart to it, especially considering in show events that are only hinted at, but some things are better left unknown.

30 - Potatus et Molassus is an obvious reprise, and the more you listen, we are brought back to the children's choir, which is disheartening to hear once more, and words from Come Wayward souls, we are given a few more notes, sharp ones, heavy, reminding us of the tragedy, to which we are immediately transitioned into Moonlight Sonata. Another funeral piece, however, another interpretation is that hope triumphs over every hardship, which, as a reprise to Greg's original song Potatoes and molasses, this I tend to believe is the intentional interpretation we must take, seeing as his character is all about moving forward, with a kind heart and childlike innocence, unphased by the darkness. He escaped death after all. Overall, wonderful execution.

#I have so many thoughts when it comes to music #Aaaaaa #Otgw #over the garden wall

[inbarfink]

#over the garden wall #otgw #cartoonnetwork #tumblr polls #i love polls #poll time #my polls #fandom polls #polls

[silenthill2ps2]

#uploads #over the garden wall #the blasting company #music

[clockwrkcabaret]

Dark Hearts

WARNING! This show is for adults. We drink cocktails, have potty mouths and, at least, one of us was raised by wolves.

The Clockwork Cabaret is a production of Agony Aunt Studios. Featuring that darling DJ Duo, Lady Attercop and Emmett Davenport. Our theme music is made especially for us by Kyle O’Door.

This episode aired on Mad Wasp Radio, 10.15.23.

New episodes air on Mad Wasp Radio on Sundays @ 12pm GMT! Listen at www.madwaspradio.com or via TuneIn radio app!

Playlist:

Miss Mamie Lavona the Exotic Mulatta and her White Boy Band – I Put a Spell on You

Miranda Sex Garden – Havana Lied

Ludo – Skeletons On Parade

Stray Cats – Stray Cat Strut

Nekromantix – Dead Girls Don’t Cry

Zombina & The Skeletones – Vincent Price

Elvira – Haunted House

The 69 Cats – People Are Strange

Joan Jett & The Blackhearts – Science Fiction / Double Feature

The Brickbats – Dr. Acula

Hellblinki – No Home (80s-tastic version)

Walter Sickert & The Army of Broken Toys – GHOST PARADE

Primus – Candy Man

Ween – Mutilated Lips

They Might Be Giants – Spider

Pixies – Where Is My Mind?

Eels – Your Lucky Day In Hell

Terrible Spaceship – Hello

Combustible Edison – Carnival Of Souls

Nouvelle Vague – Psyche

Pink Martini – Lullaby

The Mediaeval Baebes – The Sour Grove

The Blasting Company – Potatus Et Molassus

Type O Negative – Bloody Kisses

Man Man – Dark Arts

Puddles Pity Party – Holy Diver

Bee Gees – I Started a Joke

  Check out this episode!

#alternative #Comedy #dark americana #folk #indie #Mad Wasp Radio #music #neo vintage #punk #Steampunk

[sailforvalinor]

Me, at the beginning of OTGW: *jauntily* 🎶oh potatoes and molasses, if you want some, oh, just ask us, they’re warm and soft like puppies and socks—🎶 aww, this song is so weird and cute!

Me, at the end of OTGW: *sobbing* 🎶oh potatus et molassus…si velis eis quaere a nobis…lenes et caldi…valuti catuli…potatus…et molasus…GROOOOOOW TINY SEED, YOU ARE CALLED TO THE TREEEEES—🎶 THIS IS SO CRUEL WHY

#never thought I’d be absolutely wrecked by potatoes and molasses but here I am #I watched it again with my dad yesterday and he really liked it I was so glad #they really went off on the soundtrack huh #otgw #over the garden wall #potatoes and molasses

[pixiestickers]

i bought the vinyl of the ‘over the garden wall’ soundtrack and even though i’ve streamed the soundtrack before, listening to ‘potatus et molassus’ rn is making me 😭.

#it's the song that plays when wirt is trying to free greg from the beast and he's like #we've gotta get jason funderberker home something or other and then starts crying #i'm just emotional over it ok #otgw

[gundark]

oh potatus et molassus

[robissexyashellism]

i was tagged by @mxsovereign

rules: you can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people. no skipping!

1. Raise your Flag - Man with a Mission

2. Potatus Et Molassus  - The Blasting Company

3. Home Heart - Ise Mariva

4. The Battle of Solomon Sea - Mitsuo Wagita

5. Remodeling - Silent Hill 4 (Akira Yamaoka)

6. Song of Storms - Legend of Zelda, Ocarina of Time

7. Rain - Birthday Massacre

8. Grip! - Every Little Thing  (Inuyasha OST)

9. Cycles - Night in The Woods OST

10. BowerLake -  Russell Shaw (Fable OST)

Tagging nobody unless you want to be tagged idk

[big-ol-bumble-bee]

So flapjack right...

O potatus et molassus

Si velis eis quaere a nobis

Lenes et caldi valuti catuli

Plene cum petri dulcibus

O potatus et molassus

Si velis eis quaere a nobis

Lenes et caldi valuti catuli

Potatus et molassus

#toh flapjack #the owl house spoilers #toh spoilers #potatus et molasus #otgw

[oversizedhoodielovingboi]

Potatoes & Molasses

Potatus et Molassus

#over the garden wall #otgw #im ready for autumn #hate rewatching that scene tho

[toixxx-ace]

ASK GAME TIME! when u get this post 5 songs then ask 10 of ur followers to do the same! :3

Dream Sweet in Sea Major by ミラクルミュージカル

This Isn't A Joke by Bo Burnham

New Normal by Jack Stauber

The Foundations of Decay by My Chemical Romance

Ocean Man by Ween

I have all of these in a playlist called "neurodivergent time!" because all of this songs itch my brain in the best way

Honorary mentions: Time Machine by ミラクルミュージカル + Goodbye To A World by Porter Robinson + Soldatino (Nico's Lullaby) by Paola Bennet + Potatus et Molassus from Over The Garden Wall soundtrack

#youtube links for all of them :) #number one always reminds me of black butler. i have a little fan animation that goes on only in my head when i listen to it #oh and ocean man has been in my psyche ever since i watched The Spongebob Squarepants Movie (2004) #i wanted to add so many more to the honorary mentions you have no idea #ill try to message 10 of my followers but i might forget how many ive done so sorry #music