Fanvid - Shankill Butchers
Omigoodness, you guys. Vidding with iMovie is so much easier than Windows Movie Maker. Plus of course the fact that this Mac is way way faster than my home laptop, so I can actually see what it looks like with no lagging. So yeah, I made this today. Yet another experiment. I'm pretty happy with it. When I do it for real though I'm gonna have to figure out how to rip DVDs for higher quality footage.
I've been rewatching Season 1 episodes, enjoying them much more on second viewing. This is a good one for brotherly concern and attempted rescues. And of course, a very creepy MotW. And this song just seemed made for it. So here it is: "The Benders" set to "Shankill Butchers" by The Decemberists.
imeem for a somewhat better viewing experience
mediafire avi file 9.25 MB (low-quality, sorry)
The Shankill Butchers ride tonight
You better shut your windows tight
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
And taking all their whiskey by the pint
'Cause everybody knows
If you don't mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan, everybody shake
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
Awake
They used to be just like me and you
They used to be sweet little boys
Then something went horribly askew
Now killing is their only source of joy
(Chorus)
The Shankill Butchers on the rise
They're waiting till the dead of night
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
(Chorus)
The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake
I've been rewatching Season 1 episodes, enjoying them much more on second viewing. This is a good one for brotherly concern and attempted rescues. And of course, a very creepy MotW. And this song just seemed made for it. So here it is: "The Benders" set to "Shankill Butchers" by The Decemberists.
Click to viewimeem for a somewhat better viewing experience
mediafire avi file 9.25 MB (low-quality, sorry)
The Shankill Butchers ride tonight
You better shut your windows tight
They're sharpening their cleavers and their knives
And taking all their whiskey by the pint
'Cause everybody knows
If you don't mind your mother's words
A wicked wind will blow
Your ribbons from your curls
Everybody moan, everybody shake
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
Awake
They used to be just like me and you
They used to be sweet little boys
Then something went horribly askew
Now killing is their only source of joy
(Chorus)
The Shankill Butchers on the rise
They're waiting till the dead of night
They're picking at their fingers with their knives
And wiping off their cleavers on their thighs
(Chorus)
The Shankill Butchers wanna cut you
The Shankill Butchers wanna catch you
Awake
Awake
Awake
Awake