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talktolwt · 10 months
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I would like to focus on the music chosen for Hob Gadling's 80s sequence.
I'm extremely late to the world of The Sandman (finally binged it two weeks ago after my mother had been begging me to watch it with her and now I'm more obsessed than her) Bottom line: I'm unbelievably glad I finally watched this beautiful piece of television.
I have yet to read the comics but as for the first season, I have to say, without a doubt, my favorite episode is Chapter 6: The Sound of Her Wings. Death's 20-min segment is a beauty unto itself, but I'll be focusing on Hob's segment today. Specifically, his 80s scenes.
Considering I'm so late to this fandom and exploring all of its wondrous details and themes, excuse me if this has already been noted. I've been thinking about these details over and over but I need to get it out there in the Sandman world and hear everyone else's thoughts.
*Also excuse the terrible photos - Netflix doesn't let you screenshot and I was too lazy to get another app to let me bypass it. Please bear with my photos of my laptop screen.*
There are three songs that play throughout this sequence.
#1 - "She Drives Me Crazy" by Fine Young Cannibals
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I accidentally deleted half my post mid-writing this but here I go again.
As we can see, after the breakup scene, we open up on Hob Gadling (he looks amazing in his 80s look, by the way) and this song plays.
Here are the lyrics:
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I mean - where do I even start LMAO.
*Let me just give another note - regardless if you ship Dreamling romantically or not, I will be merely analyzing these lyrics as they are and how they convey Hob's feelings for Dream in general. But, I mean, the songs are THERE, the text is THERE. So do with that what you will.*
This will go for the following two songs as well, but these songs are placed with meaningful intention. Each of these offer a unique lens and dive into Hob's feelings.
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I won't be annoying and over-explain anything, but the lyrics are clear I feel:
"She drives me crazy" - cough
"Things you do don't seem real" - in Hob's view, Dream literally is an enigma. Hob has no idea the capacities, the limits, and even the name of this being he meets every century.
"This waiting 'round's killing me" - well.
"Everything you say is lies" - now I wouldn't say particularly lies, but Dream does keep and omit things from Hob. Understandably, Hob would find himself in a confused limbo with Dream.
Here's the kicker:
"I won't make it on my own/No one likes to be alone." - HELLO. I mean, if this isn't the core message and pinnacle of Dream and Hob's lesson to immortality.
As Death mentions earlier in the episode, around 18:10, "Most of us will be glad for the company of a friend."
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I feel I could go on forever and ever about the beauty of this episode and how well The Sound of Her Wings and Men of Good Fortune intertwine. They beautifully complement each other as stories lamenting the dichotomy of life and death, and the joys of humanity.
But essentially, Death reteaches Dream how beautiful humans can truly be, and in this pivotal moment, she says this zinger of a line. The camera was initially on Death but for THIS line, it cuts to Dream.
BECAUSE - poor Dream is definitely in need a friend.
Which is then shown to the audience by the 30-min long Hob Gadling sequence that ensues, and we see Dream's aversion to needing someone, to needing a friend.
But I digress - back to the song, and that one line about not wanting to be alone.
That is such a poignant line, because as much as Dream felt alone and needed company, so does Hob? An immortal, constantly seeing the death of others around him, his companions and family long gone, he needs someone.
Considering this 80s sequence ruminates so heavily on post-breakup feelings, Hob is missing Dream dearly. His constant in life.
I'm rambling too much, onto the next one!
#2 - "Shattered Dreams" by Johnny Hates Jazz
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Time skip to perhaps a few hours later, who knows. We see Hob still waiting for Dream, alone in the pub.
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Hm.
Literally what else could I say. I'm being slapped in the face with pining and angst and longing.
Here are the lyrics:
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Some noteworthy lyrics:
"So much for your promises/They died the day you let me go" - this breakup man
"Caught up in a web of lies" - another lie motif
"I thought it was you/Who would stand by my side" - the theme of Dream and Hob being constants in each other's lives
"Shattered dreams" - I could scream. The title of the song. SHATTERED. DREAMS. giggling rn.
"Woke up to reality" - I think that's a very interesting line toeing between the constant references of the Waking and the Dreaming
Basically, I've been noting these evident similarities within the songs to align themselves to Dream and Hob's situation, and it's clear that the director/writers chose these songs with intent of it paralleling Dreamling.
So that makes it even more insane when lines like "From this empty heart" are meant to parallel Hob. Like.
Okay, last song.
#3 - "Keep On Moving" by Soul II Soul
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This song plays as the night progresses. It's late, it's clear Dream isn't showing up, and Hob is feeling pretty final about that, and perhaps he's accepted it at this point. Dream isn't coming.
So this is where he speaks to the bartender and that scene ensues.
Here are the lyrics:
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The themes of time and clocks are super prevalent within this song, and again it's once more clear how heavily this reflects and represents Hob.
Noteworthy lyrics:
"Why do people choose to live their lives this way?" - I think this also uniquely touches on the general aspect of humanity and one's reason to live/love life. Dream battles with his confusion/slight disappointment for humanity at the beginning, as he asks Death, "Why would any sensible creature crave an eternity of this?" And then Hob helps Dream realize why there's so much to live for. (24:30)
"I know the time will come today/The time will come one day"
"Walking alone in my own way" - Again this idea of walking alone and needing company.
"You'll be in my life, my life always" - Dream and Hob being constants again.
This all goes to say - Hob cares. He cares for Dream.
And I just think that's very beautiful. The magnitude with which Dream's absence means to him and how much their friendship/companionship both means to each of them. I just think their connection is a beautiful thing that I love seeing and rewatching. Wonderfully, these songs give the audience even more layered insight into this connection.
This was super long, and I apologize if I went on some tangents. But I also just couldn't help it, The Sandman is so incredibly rich in its storytelling and its connections and dynamics that I had to write this all down. I also just very much appreciate the amount of care and detail that goes into every aspect of television, and needle drops such as these three songs are no exception.
Thank you for sticking with me through this! Can't wait for season 2!
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ekleipsi · 10 months
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[ final ] sender and receiver share a kiss for the very last time, and they know it's their last // ig & cai
[ final ] sender and receiver share a kiss for the very last time, and they know it's their last
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--- Years had ticked by, meticulously slow but rather enjoyable for the most part. A roller coaster of emotions and a whirlwind of activities- tangles of fingers and companionship; bruising kisses and tender touches, an intimacy shared between them that few others might have known. That's what happened when you fell in love with someone, plucking their company from fairy tales and romance stories of old- ones the djinn had seen happen in the flesh, from time to time.
--- He wasn't against falling in love himself, never had been, in fact it was a romantic notion and one he often fantasized about. Whenever opportunity arose and lovers presented themselves, he took no shame in spending time with them, years if need be though...inevitably he was pulled away. Through life, or death, his diligence and duty to purpose and commitment to his job seemed to put a wedge between him and ay true, lasting happiness.
--- Even now as the djinn lay in a tangle of silken sheets and embroidered pillows, sun high in the sky and peeking through the window to highlight his lovers body amid the mess of it all, a soft smile pulled at his lips. Ignis. Perhaps one he'd come to care for more than most. More than...any, that he could currently recall, though years were lasting and lasting still; despite that, every moment with the immortal was cherished.
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--- For a time, Mordecai had entertained hope that this was something that might last, what they had between them...that it was something that would traverse centuries, with shared kisses and shared travels, hand in hand, but. As fate would have it, it was doomed from the start- for as much as he truly loved Ignis with the entirety of his heart, they both knew that this was it. After the fight last night, if it could be called that as Mordecai had simply laid out the nature of things and they'd both fallen to melancholic silence for a time...before Ignis had lashed out.
--- He'd expected the aggression of course, understood it even and didn't begrudge his lover that in the least. It was after the aggression when the true pain hit, when realization had dawned on the Hound of Hell, that it didn't matter what futile arguments he broke upon angel's ears, they were deaf to it. It didn't matter how much Mordecai loved Ignis, how much he cherished him, cared for him, they could have spent a lifetime together and the fact remained...
--- ...Heaven came first, always. His duty to the above, in shepherding righteous soul, often pulled him away from his partner- anywhere from days, to weeks at a time, they were separated. Ignis wanted to settle down, to get comfortable and live a domestic life together, but the djinn's nature was...transient. He traveled, often and far, and ultimately their ideals didn't mesh though despite that, they had found love in one another for such a time. Comfort and devotion.
--- ' There's...nothing I can say, or do? That'll...change your mind, is there? ' the elder had asked of him when it all came down to it, sitting in the bed at the end of the night, head in his hands and tears welling at the corners of eyes.
--- Kneeling before the taller, pressed between legs, djinn cupped the Grecian's face in his hands and offered a soft and sweet smile, filled with love as golden orbs met rubies. ' It isn't my mind that needs changing, Ignis. If I could spend every day among these silks and furs with you I would, but such was not our fate from the start. I am duty bound to honor my position, regardless of the love I bear in my heart and soul for you. ' he whispered the thickly accented words, lips meeting the hound's forehead preciously.
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--- They...spent the entire night together. In one another's arms, memorizing the lines of each others bodies all over again and committing hearts together, for all the time they had left and all the time they'd had together up to this point. When morning came...when topaz gems settled upon the others freshly stirring form, a pang of guilt and pain settled in his chest and sad smile pulled at his lips.
--- ' Don't...don't go. Not yet. Not without a goodbye...or at all! ' he'd asked quietly, sleepy gaze lifted pleadingly. It was then that Mordecai sat upon the bed once more, pressing forehead's together, brushing noses...and finally connecting their lips. It started soft, sweet, full of emotion...and then bore into something deeper and breathless. A promise and an apology wrapped up in unspoken words and a tangle of tongues- he could feel salted tears hit his cheeks from lovers eyes, but they dried almost as soon as he'd felt them. When they finally parted for breath after what felt like minutes of being underwater? The djinn stood and brushed a hand through Ignis' hair.
--- ' 'Uhibuka, Ignis. Goodbye. '
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emotionalwords · 4 months
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i’m such a “i want your attention” but “won’t bother you” kinda person
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sylvies-kablooie · 3 months
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i do unironically think the best artists of our generation are posting to get 20 notes and 3 reblogs btw. that fanfic with like 45 kudos is some of the best stuff ever written. those OCs you carry around have some of the richest backstories and worldbuilding someone has ever seen. please do not think that reaching only a few people when you post means your art isn't worth celebrating.
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nakakabaliw · 3 months
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trying to get through the day.
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captainsaltypear · 3 months
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IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR
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jaggedjawjosh · 2 months
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wolfythewitch · 4 months
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i have so much rage in me one day i think i will explode. i dont think i know how to forgive as much as i know how to forget
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the-gayest-sky-kid · 4 months
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god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers
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ink-the-artist · 9 months
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Love the contrast between the Americans’ “Apollo” and the Soviets’ “Sputnik.” You got the Americans naming their rocket after a Greek god trying to communicate the grandness and importance of this rocket. And you got the Soviets naming their rocket “fellow traveler.” Like a friend you go on an  adventure with together. This rocket is our little friend lol 
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rainia · 9 months
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reblog. this post if u HATE TERFS and LOVE GAY PIRATES ‼ like this post for she/her Ashe Winters REAL. look at this post if you are a HUGE FUCKING NERD 😂🫵
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ibtisams · 3 months
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My father was martyred by Israel on 10 October 2023 after sacrificing his care in hospital so the injured children could take priority. Today would have been his 60th birthday. He was always selfless, kind, and giving for others. My father gave up everything for me to be able to have a better life, because that is what he always dreamed for me and my sister. The world suffered a great loss when he died, and my heart is always with him and every Palestinian who has lost someone.
In his honour and memory, I would love for anyone who is able to do so to consider donating to The Palestine Children’s Relief Fund.
The PCRF is an amazing organisation that does so much for those in Gaza right now, including helping provide food, water and medicine. You can donate any amount you are able to- there is no minimum! My father would have given his very last cent if he saw the way Palestine was continuing to suffer after over 100 days with this limited aid, so I know celebrating him by helping others is the least he would have wanted.
I saw @parrot-parent do a very successful donation match and I thought it was such a good idea so I will also match all donations up to $500! If you feel comfortable sending me proof of the amount of your donation, I will match it as a donation at the end of February. (My messages are set to mutuals only, but if you donate and we aren’t mutuals if you send an ask with the proof I will make sure to answer it privately.)
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valentina-poem · 3 months
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borgevino · 3 months
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the allergy i am seeing grow up around small talk in any form is troubling to me. do you know how to make friends with people in your physical environment? it typically starts with small talk. do you want to live in community? small talk. do you want to have the type of relationship with your neighbors where you can run over and borrow a battery for your smoke detector when it starts beeping at 10pm? small talk!! do you want leeway from your coworkers when you fuck up something small? you gotta be able to build a relationship and that's small talk, baybeee.
"but i don't need friends and i don't care about community!" okay, lone ranger, what about the people in your community who need you? "but i have social anxiety!" me too, bud! we simply must soldier on. making up lists of questions to ask people helps. and people are predisposed to be generous, i've found. even if you make some kind of mistake, what is this but the natural give and take of human interaction? nobody is perfect.
you were not put on this earth to live by yourself and then die. you need people and people need you. treat those around you with curiosity and generousness of spirit and you will gain so much goodwill in return.
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evilkitsch · 7 months
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"Interstate 55 carries 10s of thousands of abortion seekers out of southern states to Illinois, where abortion is legal. I-55 is covered with horrific, shaming billboards. Shout Your Abortion put up 6 good ones, to show love & affirmation to those making the journey." x
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selfhealingmoments · 9 months
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