A Separate Peace fanmix
~Please read:
I'm not going to go on and on here, I just really want to get this posted. I've been working on this for months now. I think I ended up doing a better job than I thought I would.
I know there are a few of my friends who haven't finished reading the book yet, and even a few who don't own it (yet), and to those friends I was going to send a copy along with a finished CD, but I never got around to it. I'll still send the book if anyone tells me they would like a copy.
If you want to go further and download the mix, I'm not going to stop you. But there are spoilers, obviously.
This journal entry is public and will most likely remain that way for a while, depending. To anyone coming from a another community, I hope you're not disappointed.
I've been working on this fanmix since August, so a lot of time and thought has been put into it. From the beginning, I set out to make it with emotionally driven music as apposed to anything literal (although you will find that here, too), so if you're a very big fan of the book or you've read it more than once, it might be clearer to you than a casual reader who has read it once and enjoyed it.
Included in the zip file is all 12 songs, the back and front cover art, and a document containing the list of songs with the excerpts from the book. Each song is also available individually if you have problems with zips. Never mind the title of the zip, it ended up with the name of the first song instead of the actual mix name.
Try Not To Save Us.zip
If there are any problems with the links, please let me know and I'll fix it as soon as possible
Prelude - Gene
The more things remain the same, the more they change afterall--plus c'est la même chose, plus ça change. Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even a death by violence.
Saves The Day: This is not an exit - Phineas and Gene
"It's you pal," Finny said to me at last, "just you and me." He and I started back across the field preceding the other two like seigneurs.
We were the best of friends at that moment.
Regina Spektor: Two Birds - Phineas and Gene
Rigid, I began climbing the rungs, slightly reassured by having Finny right behind me. "We'll jump together to cement our partnership," he said. "We'll form a suicide society, and the membership requirement is one jump out of this tree."
"A suicide society," I said stiffly. "The Suicide Society of the Summer Session."
"Good! The Super Suicide Society of the Summer Session! How's that?
Death Cab For Cutie: Summer Skin - Phineas and Gene
We found a good spot among some sand dunes at the lonely end of the beach, and there we settled down for the night. The last words of Finny's usual nighttime monologue were, "I hope you're having a pretty good time here. I know I kind of dragged you away at the point of a gun, but after all you can't come to the shore with just anybody and you can't come by yourself, and at this teen-age period in life the proper person is your best pal." He hesitated and then added, "which is what you are," and then there was silence on his dune.
The Summer Session closed, officially,came to an end. But to me it seemed irresolutely suspended, halted strangely before it's time.
Interlude -- Gene
At the end of September I started back towards Devon on the jammed, erratic trains of September, 1942.
"I was thinking about you most of the trip up."
"Oh yeah?" He glanced briefly into my eyes.
"I was thinking about you...and the accident."
Death Cab For Cutie: A Lack of Color - Phineas to Gene
I saw on the pad not an operator's number from my home town, but one which seemed to interrupt the beating of my heart.
"Listen, pal, if I can't play sports, you're going to play them for me," and I lost a part of myself to him then, and a soaring sense of freedom revealed that this must have been my purpose from the first: to become a part of Phineas.
Jimmy Eat World: Cautioners - Phineas to Gene
In some way he needed me. He needed me. I was the least trustworthy person he had ever met. I knew that; he knew or should know that too. I had even told him. But there was no mistaking, the shield of remoteness in his face and voice. He wanted me around. The war then passed away from me, and dreams of enlistment and escape and a clean start lost their meaning to me.
Two Tongues: Try Not To Save Me - Phineas, Gene, Leper, and Brinker
"Poor old Leper. What's he act like?"
"He cries a lot of the time."
"Oh God. What's the matter with our class anyway? It isn't even June yet and we've already got two sidelined for the duration."
"Two?"
Brinker hesitated briefly. "Well there's Finny here."
"Yes," agreed Phineas in deepest and most musical tone, "there's me."
"Finny isn't out of it," I said.
"Of course he is."
"Yes, I'm out of it."
"Not that there's anything to be out of!" I wondered if my face matched the heartiness of my voice. "Just this dizzy war, this fake, this thing with the old men making..." I couldn't help watching Finny as I spoke, and so I ran out of momentum. I waited for him to take it up, to unravel once again his tale of plotting statesmen and deluded public, his great joke, his private toe hold on the world. He was sitting on his cot, elbows on his knees, looking down. He brought his wide-set eyes up, his grin flashed and faded, and then he murmured, "Sure. There isn't any war."
Dashboard Confessional: The Shade of Poison Trees - Phineas and Gene
His face had been struggling to stay calm as he listened to me, but now he was crying but trying to control himself. "It was just some kind of blind impulse you had in that tree there, you didn't know what you were doing. Was that it?"
"Yes, yes, that was it. Oh that was it, but how can you believe that? I can't even make myself pretend to believe that."
"I do, I think I can believe that. I've gotten awfully mad sometimes and almost forgotten what I was doing. I think I believe you, I think I can believe that. Then that was it. Something just seized you. It wasn't anything you really felt against me, it wasn't some kind of hate you've felt all along. It wasn't anything personal.
"No, I don't know how to show you, how can I show you Finny? Tell me how to show you. It was just some ignorance inside me, some crazy thing inside me, something blind, that's all it was."
He was nodding his head, his jaw tightening and his eyes closed on the tears. "I believe you. It's okay because I understand and I believe you. You've already shown me and I believe you.
The Weakerthans: Fallow - All
"The marrow of his bone..." I repeated aimlessly. This at last penetrated my mind. Phineas had died from the marrow of his bone flowing down his blood stream to his heart.
I did not cry then or ever about Finny. I did not cry even when I stood watching him being lowered into his family's straight-laced burial ground outside of Boston. I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.
Wintersleep: Weighty Ghost - Phineas
I never talked about Phineas and neither did anyone else; he was, however, present in every moment of every day since Dr. Stanpole had told me. Finny had a vitality which could not be quenched so suddenly, even by the marrow of his bone.
Regina Spektor: Blue Lips - All
All of them, all except Phineas, constructed at infinite cost to themselves these Maginot Lines against this enemy they thought they saw across the frontier, this enemy who never attacked that way - if he ever attacked at all: if he was indeed the enemy.
I'm not going to go on and on here, I just really want to get this posted. I've been working on this for months now. I think I ended up doing a better job than I thought I would.
I know there are a few of my friends who haven't finished reading the book yet, and even a few who don't own it (yet), and to those friends I was going to send a copy along with a finished CD, but I never got around to it. I'll still send the book if anyone tells me they would like a copy.
If you want to go further and download the mix, I'm not going to stop you. But there are spoilers, obviously.
This journal entry is public and will most likely remain that way for a while, depending. To anyone coming from a another community, I hope you're not disappointed.
I've been working on this fanmix since August, so a lot of time and thought has been put into it. From the beginning, I set out to make it with emotionally driven music as apposed to anything literal (although you will find that here, too), so if you're a very big fan of the book or you've read it more than once, it might be clearer to you than a casual reader who has read it once and enjoyed it.
Included in the zip file is all 12 songs, the back and front cover art, and a document containing the list of songs with the excerpts from the book. Each song is also available individually if you have problems with zips. Never mind the title of the zip, it ended up with the name of the first song instead of the actual mix name.
Try Not To Save Us.zip
If there are any problems with the links, please let me know and I'll fix it as soon as possible
Prelude - Gene
The more things remain the same, the more they change afterall--plus c'est la même chose, plus ça change. Nothing endures, not a tree, not love, not even a death by violence.
Saves The Day: This is not an exit - Phineas and Gene
"It's you pal," Finny said to me at last, "just you and me." He and I started back across the field preceding the other two like seigneurs.
We were the best of friends at that moment.
Regina Spektor: Two Birds - Phineas and Gene
Rigid, I began climbing the rungs, slightly reassured by having Finny right behind me. "We'll jump together to cement our partnership," he said. "We'll form a suicide society, and the membership requirement is one jump out of this tree."
"A suicide society," I said stiffly. "The Suicide Society of the Summer Session."
"Good! The Super Suicide Society of the Summer Session! How's that?
Death Cab For Cutie: Summer Skin - Phineas and Gene
We found a good spot among some sand dunes at the lonely end of the beach, and there we settled down for the night. The last words of Finny's usual nighttime monologue were, "I hope you're having a pretty good time here. I know I kind of dragged you away at the point of a gun, but after all you can't come to the shore with just anybody and you can't come by yourself, and at this teen-age period in life the proper person is your best pal." He hesitated and then added, "which is what you are," and then there was silence on his dune.
The Summer Session closed, officially,came to an end. But to me it seemed irresolutely suspended, halted strangely before it's time.
Interlude -- Gene
At the end of September I started back towards Devon on the jammed, erratic trains of September, 1942.
"I was thinking about you most of the trip up."
"Oh yeah?" He glanced briefly into my eyes.
"I was thinking about you...and the accident."
Death Cab For Cutie: A Lack of Color - Phineas to Gene
I saw on the pad not an operator's number from my home town, but one which seemed to interrupt the beating of my heart.
"Listen, pal, if I can't play sports, you're going to play them for me," and I lost a part of myself to him then, and a soaring sense of freedom revealed that this must have been my purpose from the first: to become a part of Phineas.
Jimmy Eat World: Cautioners - Phineas to Gene
In some way he needed me. He needed me. I was the least trustworthy person he had ever met. I knew that; he knew or should know that too. I had even told him. But there was no mistaking, the shield of remoteness in his face and voice. He wanted me around. The war then passed away from me, and dreams of enlistment and escape and a clean start lost their meaning to me.
Two Tongues: Try Not To Save Me - Phineas, Gene, Leper, and Brinker
"Poor old Leper. What's he act like?"
"He cries a lot of the time."
"Oh God. What's the matter with our class anyway? It isn't even June yet and we've already got two sidelined for the duration."
"Two?"
Brinker hesitated briefly. "Well there's Finny here."
"Yes," agreed Phineas in deepest and most musical tone, "there's me."
"Finny isn't out of it," I said.
"Of course he is."
"Yes, I'm out of it."
"Not that there's anything to be out of!" I wondered if my face matched the heartiness of my voice. "Just this dizzy war, this fake, this thing with the old men making..." I couldn't help watching Finny as I spoke, and so I ran out of momentum. I waited for him to take it up, to unravel once again his tale of plotting statesmen and deluded public, his great joke, his private toe hold on the world. He was sitting on his cot, elbows on his knees, looking down. He brought his wide-set eyes up, his grin flashed and faded, and then he murmured, "Sure. There isn't any war."
Dashboard Confessional: The Shade of Poison Trees - Phineas and Gene
His face had been struggling to stay calm as he listened to me, but now he was crying but trying to control himself. "It was just some kind of blind impulse you had in that tree there, you didn't know what you were doing. Was that it?"
"Yes, yes, that was it. Oh that was it, but how can you believe that? I can't even make myself pretend to believe that."
"I do, I think I can believe that. I've gotten awfully mad sometimes and almost forgotten what I was doing. I think I believe you, I think I can believe that. Then that was it. Something just seized you. It wasn't anything you really felt against me, it wasn't some kind of hate you've felt all along. It wasn't anything personal.
"No, I don't know how to show you, how can I show you Finny? Tell me how to show you. It was just some ignorance inside me, some crazy thing inside me, something blind, that's all it was."
He was nodding his head, his jaw tightening and his eyes closed on the tears. "I believe you. It's okay because I understand and I believe you. You've already shown me and I believe you.
The Weakerthans: Fallow - All
"The marrow of his bone..." I repeated aimlessly. This at last penetrated my mind. Phineas had died from the marrow of his bone flowing down his blood stream to his heart.
I did not cry then or ever about Finny. I did not cry even when I stood watching him being lowered into his family's straight-laced burial ground outside of Boston. I could not escape a feeling that this was my own funeral, and you do not cry in that case.
Wintersleep: Weighty Ghost - Phineas
I never talked about Phineas and neither did anyone else; he was, however, present in every moment of every day since Dr. Stanpole had told me. Finny had a vitality which could not be quenched so suddenly, even by the marrow of his bone.
Regina Spektor: Blue Lips - All
All of them, all except Phineas, constructed at infinite cost to themselves these Maginot Lines against this enemy they thought they saw across the frontier, this enemy who never attacked that way - if he ever attacked at all: if he was indeed the enemy.