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Death of a Bachelor starters

VICTORIOUS.

‘ tonight we are victorious. ’
‘ all my friends were glorious. ’
‘ let me be your killer king. ’
‘ it hurts until it stops. ’
‘ my touch is black and poisonous. ’
‘ I know you need it. do you feel it ? ’
‘ drink the water, drink the wine. ’
‘ we gotta turn up the crazy. ’
‘ I’m like a scarf trick, it’s all up the sleeve. ’
‘ I taste like magic. ’
‘ Throw the bait, catch the shark, bleed the water red. ’
‘ 50 words for murder and I’m every one of them. ’

DON’T THREATEN ME WITH A GOOD TIME.

‘ it’s a hell of a feeling, though. ’
‘ who are these people ? ’
‘ I just woke up in my underwear. ’
‘ I should probably introduce myself. ’
‘ there’s no such thing as getting out of hand. ’
‘ memories tend to just pop up. ’
‘ don’t think I’ll ever get enough. ’
‘ champagne, cocaine, gasoline– and most things in between. ’
‘ I roam the city in a shopping cart. ’
‘ this night is heating up. ’
‘ raise hell and turn it up. ’
‘ If you go out you might pass out in a drain pipe. ’
‘ don’t threaten me with a good time. ’
‘ what are these footprints? they don’t look very human-like. ’
‘ Now I wish that I could find my clothes. ’
‘ I wanna wake up, can’t even tell if this is a dream. ’
‘ how did we end up in my neighbor’s pool ? ’

HALLELUJAH.

‘ A moment you’ll never remember, and a night you’ll never forget. ’
‘ Show praise with your body. ’
‘ Say your prayers. ’
‘ My life started the day I got caught. ’
‘ the time for being sad is  over. ’
‘ you miss them like you miss no other. ’
‘ being blue is better than being over it. ’
‘ I was drunk and it didn’t mean a thing. ’
‘ I love the things you hate about yourself. ’
‘ just finished a daydream. ’
‘ no one wants you when you have no heart. ’
‘ I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars. ’
‘ You’ll never know if you don’t ever try again, so let’s try. ’

EMPEROR’S NEW CLOTHES.

‘ finders keepers, losers weepers. ’
‘ welcome to the end of eras. ’
‘ dress me up and watch me die. ’
‘ if it feels good, tastes good, it must be mine. ’
‘ you just might see a ghost tonight. ’
‘ And if you don’t know, now you know. ’
‘ I’m taking back the crown. ’
‘ I’m all dressed up and naked. ’
‘ I see what’s mine and take it. ’
‘ so close, I can taste it. ’
‘ I’m so much more than royal. ’
‘ Heroes always get remembered, but you know legends never die. ’
‘ welcome to my world of fun. ’

DEATH OF A BACHELOR.

‘ do I look lonely ? ’
‘ people have told me I don’t look the same. ’
‘ maybe I lost weight. ’
‘ I’m playing hooky with the best of the best. ’
‘ I’m walking the long road, watching the sky fall. ’
‘ how could I ask for more ? ’
‘ a lifetime of laughter and the expense of the death of a bachelor. ’
‘ it feels like my heart is going to burst. ’
‘ and when you think of me am I the best you’ve ever had ? ’
‘ share one more drink with me, smile even though you’re sad. ’

CRAZY=GENIUS.

‘ you can set yourself on fire. ’
‘ you dance on a tightrope of weird. ’
‘ but when I wake up you’re so normal that you just disappear. ’
‘ there’s no residue of a torturer inside of your eyes. ’
‘ then I’m a fucking arsonist. ’
‘ I’m a rocket scientist. ’
‘ you can set yourself on fire, but you’re never gonna burn. ’
‘ you’re never gonna learn. ’
‘ Darlin’, you know how the wine plays tricks on my tongue. ’
‘ other boys you may have dated serrated your heart with a slice. ’
‘ the cut of your love never hurts. ’

LA DEVOTEE.

‘ you got two black eyes from loving too hard. ’
‘ I wouldn’t change you. ’
‘ I wouldn’t ever try to make you leave. ’
‘ just another LA devotee. ’
‘ I couldn’t change you. ’
‘ I couldn’t ever make you see. ’

GOLDEN DAYS.

‘ I found a pile of Polaroids in the crates of a record shop. ’
‘ boy, he was something debonair in 1979. ’
‘ and she had Farrah Fawcett hair. ’
‘ don’t you wonder when the light begins to fade ? ’
‘ all the memories that we make will never change. ’
‘ time can never break your heart, but it’ll take the pain away. ’
‘ Right now our future’s certain. ’
‘ I won’t let it fade away. ’

THE GOOD THE BAD AND THE DIRTY.

‘ truth is that it was always going to end. ’
‘ if you wanna start a fight, you better throw the first punch. make it a good one. ’
‘ And if you wanna make it through the night, you better say my name like the good, the bad and the dirty. ’
‘ I know what it’s like to have to trade the ones that you love for the ones you hate. ’
‘ don’t think I’ve ever used a day of my education. ’
‘ there’s only two ways that these things can go. ’
‘ how was I to know that all your friends won’t hold any grudges ? ’
‘ I got the final judgement. ’
‘ you’ve been gone so long, I forgot what you feel like. ’
‘ but I’m not gonna think about that right now. ’
‘ all our friends want us to fall in love. ’

HOUSE OF MEMORIES.

‘ the lonely moments just get lonelier, the longer you’re in love. ’
‘ I don’t want to be afraid. ’
‘ baby, we built this house on memories. ’
‘ promise me a place in your house of memories. ’
‘ I think of you from time to time, more than I thought I would. ’
‘ you were just too kind. ’
‘ I was too young to know. ’
‘ that’s all that really matters. ’
‘ I was a fool. ’
‘ those thoughts of past lovers, they’ll always haunt me. ’
‘ I wish I could believe you’d never wrong me. ’
‘ will you remember me in the same way as I remember you ? ’

IMPOSSIBLE YEAR.

‘ there’s no sunshine. ’
‘ all the guests at the party, they’re so insincere. ’
‘ these nightmares always hang on past the dream. ’

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I always forget this song exists although it’s one of my favorites. I go months without hearing it, then something happens and I hear it and I listen to it on repeat for weeks.If you haven’t heard it you need to chill out and just listen to it, its beautiful in so many ways.

i want to see 70s fashion come back for real, not just for commercialization. i want to see people strutting in bell bottoms and men with hairy chests in vneck shirts and women with bell sleeves. i want to see platform sandals and boots. i want to see farrah fawcett hair. i want to see paisleys and plaids and mandala patterns. i want to hear someone say “groovy” or “far out.”

anonymous asked:

murdoc with an s/o who has parents that are like total hippie cliche and mudz have to meet them lmao

So I have no idea why…maybe because I grew up in NY? But I imagined that the parents have old school Brooklyn accents and the mom is the type to wear really dangly earrings, has farrah fawcett hair, and wears really bright clothes and towalks loik this. But disregard that because they’re probably in England tbh xD 

“Just a warning, my parents are a bit weird…” you say as Murdoc runs a red light and swerves a motorcyclist.

“Weird?” He chuckles, “Love, I doubt your family is as weird as mine was. No worries.”

“I mean, they-MUDZ! STOP TRYING TO HIT THE CYCLIST”

“But they cut me off…” he looks down, not watching the road ahead; disappointed that his fun has been put to an end.

“I mean that they’re a bit eccentric. Just try to keep an open mind? They’re good people but they’re also kinda off putting to those who didn’t grow up with them.” You say sounding worried. Your parents were total hippies, still stuck in the early 70s. Now that they’re both retired they’re back to their old ways. They’ll probably be stoned or something when you get home. You put your head in your hands.

“Hey, hey, hey what’s all that about?” He takes one hand off the wheel and places it on your knee, then he glances at you.

“To be honest, i’m kinda embarrassed” you force a laugh.

“Sweetheart if my father was still alive, I’d probably never take you to meet him. That’s how bad he was. Now, you have nothing to worry about. At least your parents were good parents.”

You roll your eyes. “My dad got me high when I was 13. My first time was with my dad and with brownies. I was 13. And it was before school. And I ate 3…”

Murdoc’s eyes go wide.The bloke did wha? -He says trying to keep a straight face- “The navigation says we’re almost here you’ll have to tell me all about this later.”

You start to protest but the car suddenly stops and he gets out. Holy shit we’re here.

You get out, walk to Mudz and take his green hand in yours. Both of you make your way towards the door and he rings the doorbell with his long talon like finger nail Saturnz Barz style.

You’ve never been here before. It’s their new house and you  decided to bring Murdoc with you to check it out. Well, you didn’t really decide anything. The man practically forced you to bring him, saying something about how he’s never met your folks and how important it would be for him. It didn’t seem like him at all, he normally keeps the sappy shit on the down low. When you brought it up again before you two left, he of course acted like he never said any of that…He pretty much acted like your parents invited him over too. Truthfully, your parents don’t know that he’s coming… or anything about him for that matter. Not that they’ll care if you even brought home an Elvis impersonator from Vegas… but still you didn’t have the talk with them about how to behave around public in a while. You’re lost in thought when the door is thrown open and  you’re suddenly being lifted off your feet. You’re being carried bridal style by a broad shouldered, silver and  long haired dude.

“Dad!” You hug his shoulders as he twirls you around.

“I missed you, pumpkin!” He says, as he sets you down as you see your mother, and you run to her as he embraces you.

You look back and introduce the confused looking green man on the steps. “Mom, dad, this is Murdoc!”

With a straight face, your mother steps forward to examine him, she puts a hand on his shoulder and has the other hand squeezing his cheeks and tilting his face side to side. He raises an eyebrow and smiles, just looking down on her as she does this. She notices and looks back at your father who looks at her inquisitively.

“I like this one…” she says, and suddenly she kisses the surprised green man on both cheeks.

Dad steps forward to give Murdoc a hug and he kisses Mudz on the forehead. Murdoc, who would usually flinch, push people away, or maybe even injure someone who tries to do the same, but he surprisingly accepts the love.

When your parents turn their backs to lead you two into the house and give you a tour, you look at him curiously. He actually let my parents kiss him…He notices, smiles, and shrugs as he entwines his hands with yours. You smile, feeling warm. This is going better than you thought it would.

After the house tour, your mom took you guys to the lounge while dad finishes up preparing dinner. To your utter horror, she immediately goes to the subject of baby pictures.

“Have you seen our pumpkin when they were a baby yet?”

“MOM?”

Murdoc’s eyes practically sign as he mischievously grins and darkly chuckles. “No..” hgnn hgnn he glances back at you, “actually, i’d love to.”

You roll your eyes, “shit.”  as your mother breaks out the photo album.

“Ooh! This is a picture of their 5th grade halloween costume! They went as C-3PO, Ah I remember dousing the kid in gold paint…”

“Awww look at their little tooshie!” She says, showing Murdoc a picture of 3 year old naked you by a lake, wearing nothing but a flower crown and bracelets made out of daisies. You put your head in your hands and sigh as Murdoc laughs, doubling over and clutching his stomach. You could have sworn he actually slapped his knee. You mom, oblivious, just says “Yeah, we had a cute kid didn’t we?”

He responds with a sarcastic “Oh yeah, just adorable” and he squeezes your hand.

“And this is a picture of Ringo Starr kissing ‘em on their cheek!” The picture shows mom and dad behind Ringo as he holds an 4 year old almost naked you, save for undies, wearing another flower crown and giving an almost toothless grin towards the camera as the drummer kisses you on the cheek. You wonder what your parents had against clothes.

Murdoc’s eyes go wide and he laughs: “You got kissed by Ringo! Ringo kissed ya and ye never mentioned it?”

“This picture is of pumpkin when they were just about a week old!” She says as she shows Mudz yet another naked baby picture. “Oh we were at the Hendrix show in Honolulu when my water broke. We were high as a kite, didn’t know until someone pointed out that it looks like I pissed myself!”She laughs as Murdoc looks absolutely terrified. “We left the venue but not before Hendrix called us out and had the crowd make way! We were in the front so without his help we’d probably have had the baby right there! So we leave the venue and hitch hiked our way to the hospital. It took only took us 2 minutes to get a car to stop for us! Then our beautiful pain in the ass was born!”

Dad finally interrupts this embarrassing shitshow, but only to enter the lounge with a blunt in his hands “Hey, talking history without me?” He passes it to mom.

Murdoc speaks up, “You lot lead very interesting lives indeed. With Ringo kissing your baby and nearly having it at a Hendrix show eh?”

“Oh she didn’t tell you about Burning Man yet?” Dad says excitedly.

“Dad!”

“Oh!” Murdoc chimes.

“Oh hush up, you’ve been too.” Mom pitches in, directing her eyes towards you.

“mOM!” You whine, head in your hands for what feels like the 50th time this evening.

“Oh please, do tell…” Murdoc says with his signature chuckle. “Tell me everything!” The blunt is passed to him, he takes a couple of pulls and passes it to you. His tongue falls outside his mouth as he giggles maniacally when dad starts recalling the events of Burning Man.

You take a few puffs and keep the blunt, knowing you’re gonna need it.

Golden Days is ryden af

I found a pile of Polaroids
In the crates of a record shop
They were sexy, sexy looking back
From a night that time forgot

Boy he was something debonair in 1979
And she had Farrah Fawcett hair
Carafes of blood red wine”

These lines are so throam.

Polaroids: ryan! throam took a picture of brendon! throam naked (and it explained the line “they were sexy, sexy looking back”).


Record shop: this is where ryan worked because of the bet ((?) idk i forgot lol)
1979: this is the year when the story ended

Probably brendon read throam and I’m sure because dallon knows the abbreviation for The Heart Rate of a Mouse

also,

debonair means “dressing and acting in an appealing and sophisticated way : fashionable, attractive, and confident.” (sounds like ryan)

and,

Keltie’s (or ryan’s) hair was similar to Farrah Fawcett hair before.

“In the summertime, in the summertime”

He mentioned summer again. In the pretty odd album, they mentioned summer several times. And what happened in the summer? Oh right, myrtle beach happened.

“Oh don’t you wonder when the light begins to fade?
And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey
Forever younger growing older just the same
All the memories that we make will never change
We’ll stay drunk, we’ll stay tan, let the love remain
And I swear that I’ll always paint you


Golden days, golden days
Golden days, golden days”

Golden. Sounds familiar? Well, it was in the song “When The Day Met The Night”.  

“When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night”

Golden days is more like when-brendon-and-ryan-were-inloved-with-each-other days.

“I bet they met some diplomats on Bianca Jagger’s new yacht
With their caviar and dead cigars
The air was sauna hot
I bet they never even thought about
The glitter dancing on the skin
The decades might’ve washed it out
As the flashes popped like pins

In the summertime, in the summertime”

The glitter dancing on the skin.

In Ryan’s demo, Where I Belong mentioned glitter too.

“The glitter is gone”

and also, decades means “10 years”. 10 years ago, ryan and brendon met.

“Time can never break your heart
But It’ll take the pain away
Right now our future’s certain
I won’t let it fade away”

I think brendon waited for ryan so long and he was broken. But as the time passed by, he felt less pain. Brendon thought of their future together, but it’s impossible. So, let the memories remain.

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