I love when my fandom worlds collide... 🤓 Like Robert, Cillian Murphy also is a fan of Low, the band.

Didn't know that Mimi Parker passed away... RIP. Their music was lovely.

Bonus: my Robert people may know that he covered some of Low's songs with Patty Griffin and the more recent Band of Joy:

Thanks for tagging me @jadedloverart!

10 songs from my on-repeat playlist. (I don’t use Spotify, so I’m winging this. These are songs I know I listened to repeatedly while I wrote or read or just got stuck on a thought. There’s a LOT of Indigo Girls because they are the soundtrack of my life.)

Cello Suite No. 1 in G Major - J.S. Bach, performed by Yo Yo Ma (This is entirely @ekingston’s fault. See this fic chapter for reasons. 😏)

We Get To Feel it All - Indigo Girls

You and Me On The Rock - Brandi Carlile

Impossible Girl (Clara’s Theme) - Meridian Studio Orchestra

Honey on My Grave - Red Molly

Heavenly Day - Patty Griffin (I love that she wrote this about her dog!)

Mystery - Indigo Girls

The Kiss That Counted - Catie Curtis

Starkville - Indigo Girls

After All - Dar Williams

4 tags (if you want to play too): @badcures @livesvicariouslythroughfiction @fulcrum-art-fox @sssammich

One of my all time favorite Bruce Springsteen covers, Patty Griffin performing "Racing in the Streets". ______________________ Racing in the Streets Songwriter: Bruce Springsteen

I got a '69 Chevy with a 396 Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor She's waiting tonight, down in the parking lot Outside the 7-ELEVEn store

Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch And he rides with me from town to town We only run for the money, got no strings attached We shut 'em up, and then we shut 'em down

Tonight, tonight the strip's just right I wanna blow 'em off in my first heat Summer's here and the time is right For racin' in the street

We take all the action we can meet And we cover all the northeast state When the strip shuts down, we run 'em in the street From the fire roads to the interstate

Now some guys, they just give up living And start dying little by little, piece by piece Some guys come home from work and wash up And go racin' in the street

Tonight, tonight the strip's just right I wanna blow 'em all out of their seats We're calling out around the world We're going racin' in the street

I met her on the strip three years ago In a Camaro with this dude from LA I blew that Camaro off my back And drove that little girl away

But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes And she cries herself to sleep at night When I come home, the house is dark She sighs, "Baby, did you make it alright?"

She sits on the porch of her daddy's house But all her pretty dreams are torn She stares off alone into the night With the eyes of one who hates for just being born

For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels Rumbling through this promised land Tonight, my baby and me, we're gonna ride to the sea And wash these sins off our hands

Tonight, tonight the highway's bright Out of our way, mister, you best keep 'Cause summer's here and the time is right For racin' in the street

Patty Griffin _ Moon Song

Heavenly Day (please watch what she says at the start lol)

Always loved this song from The Haunting of Hill House 🤍

This, to me, is a Yu Shisan song.

Lyrics:

Ain't no talkin' to this man Ain't no pretty other side Ain't no way to understand the stupid words of pride It would take an acrobat and I already tried all that So I'm gonna let him fly

Things can move at such a pace The second hand just waved goodbye And though the light has left his face But you can't recall just where or why So there was really nothing to it I just went and cut right through it I said, I'm gonna let him fly

There's no mercy in a live wire No rest at all in freedom Of the choices we are given It's no choice at all The proof is in the fire You touch before it moves away But you must always know how long to stay and when to go

And there ain't no talkin' to this man He's been tryna tell me so Took awhile to understand The beauty of just letting go 'Cause it would take an acrobat and I already tried all that

I'm gonna let him fly I'm gonna let him fly, fly, oh I'm gonna let him fly, fly, oh I'm gonna let him fly

May you dream you are dreaming in a warm, soft bed And may the voices inside you that fill you with dread Make the sounds of thousands of angels instead Tonight where you might be laying your head

Robert Plant and Pamela Des Barres with Polly Parsons (far right - Pam's goddaughter and daughter of Gram Parsons) and Patty Griffin at Justine's Brasserie in Austin, Texas, 2011

'Cause everyone's singing, we just wanna be heard

Disappearing every day without so much as a word somehow

Gonna grab a hold of that little songbird

Take her for a ride to the top of the world right now

To the top of the world

It’s been a week…and it’s only Tuesday.

🎶✨️when u get this u have to put 5 songs u actually listen to, publish. Then, send this ask to 10 of your favorite followers (non-negotiable, positivity is cool)🎶✨️

Thank you dear 💙 Well lately it's been a lot of Kinks! Tried to add some other songs that I don't think I've posted yet.

Emily Scott Robinson - When It Don't Come Easy (Patty Griffin Cover) 

I’ll let the singer say it all:

“This Patty Griffin song feels like a beacon of light in the darkest of nights. "When It Don't Come Easy" has always stuck with me since I first heard it on a burned CD driving on a dark country road on a Tennessee night. I've been a Patty Griffin fan for nearly 20 years. Her music is always raw, reaching, and powerful to me. For me, this song is a life preserver cast out into dark and choppy waters to anyone you love who needs your help. We are living through the darkest times I have ever seen in my life, especially for women and minorities. As I watch healthcare and reproductive freedom under threat throughout the United States, I am terrified for our safety and freedom. I want to help fight for the human right to make empowered, whole and healthy decisions for our bodies, souls, and lives. This song "When It Don't Come Easy" feels piercingly true right now in these troubled times. It's an anthem for me.”

And a portion of the proceeds goes to support-abortion-funds. It’s a sweet cover, too.

Riza means so freaking much to me guys

Vocals by me! (Also thanks once again Lantur for inspiring me to make this with your writing :)

River's Radio 9/5/2022: Labor Day

my life ain't back to normal yet, classes start tomorrow. But heyo. Guess what. Gonna. Heckmin. Make. Three song. Post. Because. I'm tired.

If Only, from Disney's Descendants.

Too romantic for its own good. This is from Descendants. It should not be this good. But it is. So y'know what, I give up. This song is fun, it's perfect, and I really enjoy it. Especially out of context. It hits so much differently. And it's just good. Go feel like a little kid and listen to some Disney Channel Movie music.

Pushing Me Away, by Linkin Park.

*headbangs aggressively* this was my teenage angst phase and I appreciate it to this day. Also. This is just a fun, angst-filled song. It's very. Teenage and no one understands me like this song. Vibe. And sometimes I think that's okay. Sometimes it's okay to remember how at age 15 you thought that you were the only person in the world who thought music like this was cool. And sometimes it's okay to smile remembering who you used to be, too.

Mother Of God, by Patty Griffin.

My mom used to listen to this song. A lot. And now, to me, it just sounds like home. Maybe it's just a song that sounds like home, like leaning your head against the glass of the window, watching gray clouds go back and forth. I always wanted to be that person who stares at the picture, and sits with her cup of coffee, and talks with the Mother of God. I've always wanted to have a place to do that and the strength to get up in the morning. I've never had it, yet. Never had a worn wood table. Never had a picture to stare at. Never had a kitchen. I want to. Someday. I wonder if that's the day the house will start feeling like home. At any rate, I'm not there, yet. And, anyways. I'm more of a tea person, really.