All I wanted to say was I love you and I’m not afraid.
It would be nice if I could say it took me this long to write this, the final proper chapter in my series on Fallen and wokeness, because I was spending hours every day agonizing over each word, ensuring that the thesis and evidence provided therein would crystallize this whole ragged mess into something beautiful, singular, and focused.
Nope! Instead I’m inspired by my specific inability to do that.
hey no one told me St. Vincent did a new album. yeah it’s just a piano version of Masseduction, I don’t care, I thought we had an arrangement, I trusted you people and you failed me
anyway it’s pretty great
seriously though this album cover is way better than Evanescence’s actual album covers
Hello: I’m your mind, giving you someone to talk to…
You’ve definitely heard “My Immortal,” but have you listened to “Hello,” otherwise known as the Evanescence piano ballad for real hardcore Evanescence fans? (we call ourselves “Evanesceheads”) (actually even better is the piano/instrumental ballad “Eternal” from Origin, you’ve probably never heard that one, I’m smarter and better than you because I have a functional grasp of Wikipedia and YouTube)
I’ll give up everything just to find you…
(thanks to my wife Melanie for catching that I’d like left a whole paragraph unwritten in here; oops. she is the Best)
“I really hope that bird doesn’t poop on me”
(I lied! Here’s the next essay after all! You’re welcome!)
Where the raindrops as they’re falling tell a story…
Every time I hear “Imaginary” I get a little confused, because it’s never the version of the song I’m expecting to hear.
(content warning: discussion of triggers and psychological harm)
there won’t be a new woke me up inside tomorrow because I have been somewhere right on the razor’s edge of Busy and Lazy. ah well.
in the meantime, here are some fun/distressing things to read:
I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more… so much more…
The crucifixion was a suicide, wasn’t it?
(content warning: self-harm, suicide, anxiety disorders)
I can feel you pull me down…
(content warning: rape, sexual assault)
Honestly, I wish the song didn’t even use the word.
Now I’m bound by the life you left behind…
Fun fact: If you’ve listened to Evanescence’s pre-major-label EP Origin, you’ve heard exactly the same studio take for “My Immortal” that you’d heard the first time you listened to Fallen. Against Amy Lee’s wishes, Wind Up Records stuck with that demo recording through the band’s initial album release and the song’s music video; it wasn’t until later, when the song was re-released as a single after Fallen was a hit, that Lee had the clout to insist on a proper re-record.
it’s subtle, is what it is. very subtle
Have you no shame; don’t you see me?
I mean this in the nicest way: the music video to “Everybody’s Fool” is so hilariously on the nose that it is a perfect, center-of-target fit for its intended demographic, i.e. teenagers who think that “the man is selling us lies” is the most novel idea they could possibly have had.