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Mixes for Teague

So, it all started out when Snoink linked me to a post on Teague’s livejournal to a mix of songs for Jesse she had posted. Snoink’s comment was that it was long enough to be an EP, and I said, but by the time I’d be done it would be epic. XD. Also, in her post, Teague mentioned how hard it was to find songs for the rest of her characters, and really making mixes is my version of crack!drugs, so I thought why not. So I guess it all boils down to being Snoink’s fault. An awesome, awesome fault. These three EPs and two mixes are for Teague’s novel: Fragile Little Things. If there are any problems or you just want one or two songs, please tell me and I’ll do my best to fix/accommodate you. Also, I have rated this post R for language and adult situations.

I HAVE RATED THIS POST R FOR LANGUAGE AND ADULT SITUATIONS.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

*wink*

I have also been trying some new things out with the track-lists and such.

Enjoy,

Cal.

i. all the great set up hears

—a general Fragile Little Things mix—

[ZIP: ALL THE GREAT]

1. disarm. smashing pumpkins.

disarm you with a smile

and leave you like they left me here

to wither in denial

the bitterness of one who's left alone

ooh, the years burn

ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

i used to be a little boy

so old in my shoes

and what i choose is my voice

what's a boy supposed to do?

the killer in me is the killer in you

my love

i send this smile over to you

2. five. electrelane.

[instrumental]

3. kicking the heart out. rogue wave.

you can’t stop kicking the heart out

and you’re a practical mess

4. bad sun. the bravery.

i don't know what's wrong with us

they just made us this way

there's a hole in you and me

that pulls us together

and i don't know where we belong

i think we grew under a bad sun

i know we're not like everyone

you and me we grew, under a bad sun

a song for jesse and eden.

5. heretics. andrew bird.

how 'bout some credit now

where credit is due

for the damage that we've done

wrought upon ourselves and others

with a slow and vicious gun

6. comme enfants. cœur de des pirate.

et malgré ça il m'aime encore / et moi je t'aime un peu plus fort

lyrics translation

and in spite of that, i still love / and me i love a little more extremely

7. this mess we're in. pj harvey featuring radiohead.

no need for words now

we sit in silence

you look me

in the eye directly

you met me

i think it's wednesday

the evening

the mess we're in

a song for eden and jesse.

8. bukowski. modest mouse.

well we sat on the edge of the river

the crowd screamed, "sacrifice the liver!"

if god takes life, he's an indian giver

9. genius and the thieves. eluvium.

[instrumental]

10. our time. yeah yeah yeahs.

it's the year to hated, so glad that we made it.

'cause all the kids in the street whisper sounds that sweet.

the stars under their feet. well, it's the year to be hated.

theme song for Fragile Little Things

11. bonus track: a pair of brown eyes. the young dubliners

one summer evening drunk to hell

i stood there nearly lifeless

an old man in the corner sang

where the water lilies grow

and on the jukebox johnny sang

about a thing called love

and it's how are you kid and what's your name

ii. i ain’t no hero in the night

—a jesse mix—

one.

[ZIP: ONE]

1. i'm your villain. franz ferdinand.

i know what i am

i'm your villain

i don't give a damn if

i'm your villain

because serious

you're so serious

2. let's get fucked up and die. motion city soundtrack.

let's get fucked up and die..

i'm riding hard on the last lines of every lie,

and the bmx bike of my life is about to explode,

i'm about to explode.

i'm a mess, i'm a wreck.

i am perfect, and i have learned to accept all my problems and short comings,

cause i am so visceral, yet deeply inept.

3. i've loved these days. billy joel.

now as we indulge in things refined,

we hide our hearts from harder times.

a string of pearls, a foreign car

oh, we can only go so far on caviar and cabernet.

we drown our doubts in dry champagne,

and soothe our souls with fine cocaine.

i don't know why i even care

we'll get so high and get nowhere.

we'll have to change our jaded ways

but i've loved these days.

4. under pressure. queen.

it's the terror of knowing

what this world is about

watching some good friends

screaming 'let me out'

pray tomorrow - gets me higher

5. oblivion. 30 seconds to mars.

under the burning sun

i take a look around

imagine if this all came down

i'm waiting for the day to come

6. tests on my heart. umbrellas.

if they did tests on my heart

i think maybe they would start

believing all the stories that i tell 'em

7. i ain't mad at ya. lady dottie and the diamonds.

sock it to me

what you see is what you get

i ain’t mad at ya

you ain’t never forget

one of my favorite new local sd bands.

8. fix you. coldplay.

tears streaming down your face

when you lose something you cannot replace

tears streaming down your face and i

tears streaming down your face

i promise you i will learn from my mistakes

tears stream down your face and i

lights will guide you home

and ignite your bones

and i will try to fix you

two.

[ZIP: TWO]

1. jack the ripper. morrissey.

and i know a place

where no one is likely to pass

oh, you don't care if it's late

and you don't care if you're lost

and oh, you look so tired

(but tonight you presume too much)

too much, too much

and if it's the last

thing i ever do

i'm gonna get you

2. all over now. eric hutchinson.

call me crazy if you've got it in you

but these people don't seem to mind

sweet vermouth now you're telling me the truth

a little stubbornness will work out fine

a bottom feeder at the end of my rope

but i'm wondering where this rope began

gonna circle around what i couldn't help bring down

it's just supply with demand

nothing looks the same

even when there's been no change

say that something's gonna give

and it's all giving out on you

3. the pretender. foo fighters.

spinning infinity, boy

the wheel is spinning me

it's never-ending, never-ending

same old story

what if i say i'm not like the others?

4. seven deadly sins. flogging molly.

sufferers who suffer all

can swim upon the desert

where avarice has ravaged all

in spite of good intentions

don't fill your mouth with gluttony

for pride will surely swell

but nothing's unforgiven in the four corners of hell

fghjkl! Dave King rules my world.

5. hall of mirrors. louis xiv.

i'm taking a walk through the chapel royal

i'm here every day as far as i can tell

it's here where i come alive, the mirrors won't tell a lie

i'm lookin' back at me, i'm lookin' back at me

i look at the wall and the others the same

when i ask, "who is god?" something echoes my name

so beautiful, chauvinistic, and vain

i call it true love, but you call me insane

6. spaceman. the killers.

well now i'm back at home, and-

i'm looking forward to this life i live;

you know it's gonna haunt me,

so hesitation to this life i give.

you think you might cross over,

you're caught between the devil and the deep blue sea;

you better look it over,

before you make that leap!

7. now comes the night. rob thomas.

when the hour is upon us

and our beauty surely gone

no you will not be forgotten

no you will not be alone

and when the day has all but ended

and our echo starts to fade

no you will not be alone then

and you will not be afraid

no you will not be afraid

when the fog has finally lifted

from my cold and tired brow

no i will not leave you crying

and i will not let you down

no i will not let you down

i will not let you down

now comes the night

feel it fading away

and the soul underneath

is it all that remains

so just slide over here

leave your fear in the fray

let us hold to each other

until the end of our days

when the hour is upon us

and our beauty surely gone

no you will not be forgotten

no you will not be alone

no you will not be alone

8. teardrop. massive attack.

love, love is a verb

love is a doing word

fearless on my breath

gentle impulsion

shakes me makes me lighter

fearless on my breath

iii. bold as love

—a eden mix—

[ZIP: EDEN]

1. rich girls. the virgins.

we'll walk around

pretending we're all grown up

hey, rich girl!

well, can you tell me why

you're so stuck up?

when you act like you're so down

i'll tell you everything i know,

every little thing i know.

you've got a lovely way with words,

must be the way you see the world,

it's just the way you see the world

you got to know!

you got to know!

one of my favorite songs ever by one of my favorite bands ever!

theme for eden.

2. angela. missy higgins.

clear the way, she's coming through

with her eye-shadow of satin blue and her fingernails all painted blue

she's a danger you're addicted to

3. against all odds. the postal service.

you're the only one who really knew me at all

there's nothing left here to remind me just the memory of your face

you coming back to me is against the odds and that's what i've gotta face

eden's pov; about jesse.

4. post modern girls. regina spektor and the strokes.

modern girls always get their way

eden!politik.

5. margaret vs. pauline. neko case.

girl with the parking lot eyes

margaret is the fragments of a name

her bravery is mistaken for the thrashing in the lake

of the make-believe monster whose picture was faked

margaret is the fragments of a name

her love pours like a fountain

her love steams like rage

her jaw aches from wanting and she's sick from chlorine

but she'll never be as clean

6. drain the blood. the distillers.

all my friends are murder

hey, all my bones no marrows in

all these fiends want teenage meat

all my friends are murderers

from eden’s pov.

7. que sera sera. pink martini.

when i was just a child in school

i asked my teacher

what should i try

should i paint pictures

should i sing songs

this was her wise reply

que sera sera

whatever will be will be

the future's not ours to see

que sera sera

from eden’s pov.

iv. here's to you, mrs. azrael

—a patricia ep—

[ZIP: PATRICIA]

1, dear prudence. the clarks.

dear prudence won't you come out and play

dear prudence open up your eyes

dear prudence see the sunny skies

the wind is low the birds will sing

that you are part of everything

dear prudence won't you open up your eyes?

a theme for patricia.

2. watching the detectives. elvis costello & the attractions.

she is watching the detectives

when they shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot

they beat him up until the teardrops start

but he can't be wounded 'cause he's got no heart

how patricia feels about jesse.

3. action/adventure. andrew bird.

so when you think you're on the fast track /you find it’s just a cul-de-sac back

in that adult lifestyle community / but if you think i'm wasting your time again

no, you're wasting mine... / so i'm looking at the back of my hand again

i'm looking at the back of my hand again

4. nobody has to stay. mirah.

come away with me today / everything should be okay

fill your pockets while you pray / with some to eat and some to save.

nobody has to stay / but we wish they would anyways.

v. gate fever

—a detective leonard ep—

[ZIP: DETECTIVE LEONARD]

Note on the title, gate fever (n.), British slang for nervousness felt by prisoners towards the end of their sentence.

1. title and registration. death cab for cutie.

cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm

and all i find are souvenirs from better times

before the gleam of your taillights fading east

to find yourself a better life.

2. run (i'm a natural disaster). gnarls barkley.

hurry little children

run this way

i have got a beast at bay

promise me when the chance comes

you'll run as fast as you can

don't you dare look backwards

run as fast as you can

3. forces of victory. gogol bordello.

down in the hallways of unknown

where we walk alone

inside of hospitals and morgue

4. the rabbit, the bat, and the reindeer. dr. dog.

well, i don't want a thing to do with you kind

and i ain't got no time to kill on your dime

strung up, hanging 'round

looking like you're upside down

well, i ain't wanting to shed no blood, that's your crime

and i ain't wanting to sling no mud, i clean it up

you ain't what i'd call a friend

i wouldn't even if i could pretend

man, you ain't like anybody else

as night becomes the sun to rise

as dirt becomes the butterflies

as sure as though it always seems to stay the same

and i'll be waiting anxiously

and i'll be falling fast asleep

and i'll be dreaming of the day the dream died

uh huh

no sticks, no stones could break my bones like you can

if i knew hate, i'd call it love for you, man

high up on the hill, cheaper than a dollar bill

man, you ain't like anybody else

should we pretend that it's the end?

are you my curse or are you my friend?

and if we got hit to the end of the road

will you be there to carry my load?

I adore this song.

I feel that it is the perfect sentiment to explain the relationship between detective leonard and jesse. (which is why so much of the song is here.)