aight I know this is so so niche but im here Laudna posting (arguably imogen/imodna as well) caus these are some bits of music I enjoy that I have likened to thinking are maybe what Imogen hears when she compares Laudna's mind to being musical and I'm on public transport rn with time 2 kill in my notes app (and then 2 publish online sorry not sorry). I do think in many/most cases it is abstract, it's not like a piano or violin piece but more just the movement and swelling and silences or whatever, like how a lot of experimental artists can find music in mundane everyday mechanical and natural sounds, maybe it's wood creaking under pressure with distant church bells in the background. ive also thought that, seeing as Imogen was suicidal when they first met, that that sorta endless drone of death may have been what Imogen initially found appealing: we all know noise acts (hell yeah I love a noise show, but that's more like the violence or build up to death not the after), so How's about ambient (almost) silence, meandering without structure on an endless loop or just how a lot of old folklore was spoken word with a bit of rhyme or rhythm to it idk lol. I enjoy alot of experimental music. I enjoy alot of music in general. I like chatting it and going to experience it as often as I can and I like being inspired by it. these are some things on my mp3 that just fit the headspace for me/come to mind when I've listened to em.
Bell Lungs - Frost Pocket
this seems the most intuitive to me, something about the mix of the percussion that sounds like a carriage cricketing down an old path mixed with crawling bugs and decay, and the repetition of the violin, repeating but sporadic and not quite making a melody - it could be delilah or Laudna's thoughts. it's Like music but not quite there, but when presented at the right time, in the right manner, and most importantly to the right audience - then it is. and personally I'm a huge fan of sitting in a small pub at a table with a drink and closing my eyes to this (speaking from experience~)
"In “Black Vaughan” the rumbling of battlefield drums beckon us into the sinister tale of a tyrant felled in conflict whose spirit lived on to terrorise local residents until his eventual exorcism by 12 parsons who captured his spirit in a silver snuff box.
U’s rumination on this tale of violence, fear and woe is striking in the intricate way it weaves spoken word, spectral, heart-wrenching piano melodies and stirring, almost triumphant horn lines reminiscent of the soundtrack to Kurosawa’s “Seven Samurai”."
there's something about this song that feels like a collage, rather than traditional sampling, and in that way it sounds like memories chained together and overlapping. the beating drums of a funeral procession or leading a mob, the brief trumpets in the second half that kinda sound like war horns, the bits of dialogue here and there, how it all sounds so dreamy and at peace with it all somehow...
Cul De Sac - Dust of Butterflies
I think when the guitar comes in on this song it's like the influence of Imogen's presence, the two of them taking off on their journey's together. it's such a beautiful bleak but also hopeful song, it has a trill that reminds me of my very favourite piece of music by stravinsky, and so reminds me of dinosaurs walking a scorched earth (if you know you know) and why couldn't that be Laudna moving through marquet? (I used to walk around London graveyards to this one)
this one is more a lyrical train of thought thing than it being about how it sounds (altho they are heavily influenced by mediaeval tuning and vocal work so it works 2 the olde high fantasy setting 2 AND the droning violin and bow being used to play the electric bass GO HARD), but also it's fun to think she's just having like fucked up nursery rhyme thoughts like this that get manic at the end. here's the lyrics:
Three worms molest my ears again
On my way home from work they work their way in
1, 2, 3 in a row, they start singing
“Bury all that work you did, and start again from nothing”
The first worm is called What If
The curling question fingers me with just a whiff
Tease inside my head-holes
In the back of my throat, just a thought
Why keep on fighting it?”
Why not obey those evil friends?
As I quicken my pace, my brain it starts running
One by one by one, they’re chiming in
“Cut yourself in half again, and just grow back on Monday”
Worm the third is called Fuck It
His brain uncoils and slithers out
Into the dirt, and now he’s free
It’s gonna be a wormy weekend!
EDIT: a couple honourable mentions without my input, just the vibes. (and also rearranging the artist and song titles so they're all in that order)
susumu yokata - lost child
Leyland kirby/the caretaker - I feel as if I might be vanishing
anyway, reblog/reply with yours. I know I'm forgetting a bunch this is just off the dome for now. spoopy music posting time.