01. This sounds like the start of a battle to me. The armies are lining up, breathing heavily, and then when the music really starts, the fight begins. In slow motion, because I see things like movies, apparently. 02. In keeping with the apparently roman theme, this is a soldier returning home to his wife. He's full of glory, the pride of winning battles, but he wants to see her. She is the softer side to the music, he is the crashes and the harsh side. 03. This is beautiful, but almost bittersweet. This is somebody leaving their lover - it's got the promise of a return but the burn of loss. It's somebody hurting, but the light at the end of the tunnel that promises happiness soon. 04. This is dancing, freedom, ecstasy. It's somebody dancing with a stranger they're attracted to, somebody sweating with the effort but somebody absolutely happy in that moment. 05. This is mourning. Somebody has lost someone. It's revenge, too. They want revenge, and they will get it. The person they loved is lost, and they have nothing else to lose. 06. I LOVE THIS SONG. SO MUCH. ROYKSOPP ARE MY FAVOURITE. This is a summers day, sitting in the grass, with the sun beating down, with your best friend. It's spending the day laughing and joking and being happy. It's dancing together, for no particular reason, but because you can. 07. This is waiting. For something, or someone. It's waiting at the brink, just waiting and expecting. There's no joy, just cold, calm, collected, patience. 08. This is falling asleep. Drifting off, curled up in your bed alone, watching the lights out of the window and just slowly falling asleep. The space between dreaming and awake. 09. This is panic, terror, the rush of your heartbeat as you freak the fuck out. This is being self contained, not being chased, but being alone and so very, very scared. This is waiting, becaus you know this is an end. 10. This is the future. This is travel and the unknown and being so excited to learn. This is being on a train at night, going somewhere new, with hopes and dreams and only positive thoughts.
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Re: Gryffindor
Date: 2011-06-15 03:08 pm (UTC)02. In keeping with the apparently roman theme, this is a soldier returning home to his wife. He's full of glory, the pride of winning battles, but he wants to see her. She is the softer side to the music, he is the crashes and the harsh side.
03. This is beautiful, but almost bittersweet. This is somebody leaving their lover - it's got the promise of a return but the burn of loss. It's somebody hurting, but the light at the end of the tunnel that promises happiness soon.
04. This is dancing, freedom, ecstasy. It's somebody dancing with a stranger they're attracted to, somebody sweating with the effort but somebody absolutely happy in that moment.
05. This is mourning. Somebody has lost someone. It's revenge, too. They want revenge, and they will get it. The person they loved is lost, and they have nothing else to lose.
06. I LOVE THIS SONG. SO MUCH. ROYKSOPP ARE MY FAVOURITE. This is a summers day, sitting in the grass, with the sun beating down, with your best friend. It's spending the day laughing and joking and being happy. It's dancing together, for no particular reason, but because you can.
07. This is waiting. For something, or someone. It's waiting at the brink, just waiting and expecting. There's no joy, just cold, calm, collected, patience.
08. This is falling asleep. Drifting off, curled up in your bed alone, watching the lights out of the window and just slowly falling asleep. The space between dreaming and awake.
09. This is panic, terror, the rush of your heartbeat as you freak the fuck out. This is being self contained, not being chased, but being alone and so very, very scared. This is waiting, becaus you know this is an end.
10. This is the future. This is travel and the unknown and being so excited to learn. This is being on a train at night, going somewhere new, with hopes and dreams and only positive thoughts.
Emily//Gryff.