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Some Highlights from “The Music of Rogue One” Panel at SWCO17 (aka the panel that blew my mind)

So since I can’t find any filmed version of the “Music of Rogue One” panel with David W. Collins I’ll post some of the highlights here. I’m a music theory nerd myself but I was surrounded by people who have never paid attention to music analysis and were still moved to tears so I encourage everyone to check this out (and watch the panel please if it’s ever made available.)

  • the Panel began with Collins discussing the legacy of John Williams and the Star Wars main theme specifically. He discussed how it was originally meant to be Luke Skywalker’s theme, and how that interpretation can still hold true considering Star Wars is the Skywalker Saga
  • The coolest thing pointed out re the main theme is that it’s musical construction mirrors the structure of the Hero’s Journey, the monomyth structure that all of Star Wars revolves around. It rises suddenly with the call to adventure, then builds with the journey, drops during the abyss, is reborn with another musical rise, then returns to the beginning. Collins emphasized that Williams is without a doubt a musical genius and that Michael Giacchino had a big challenge in making a score that lived up to William’s legacy while standing on it’s own. This was a challenge he more than met, as this panel made clear.
  • Now moving on to Rogue One, Collin’s discussed the title theme “Hope.” This theme is clearly heard over the title of the film, during Jyn’s big speech to the Rebellion, and throughout the film.
  • Collins pointed out that, like the main Star Wars theme, “Hope” echos the structure of the film itself. There are heroic major key moments in the theme, but it ends in a melancholy way that almost sounds unfinished. It represents the sacrifice at the center of the film. This is a story of incredible heroism that merely paves the way for others to finish the journey. 
  • Collins moved on to discuss the musical themes for each character in Rogue One, with a lot of focus on Jyn’s theme. Jyn’s theme is the most frequently heard piece along with “Hope” in the film. In fact, we hear it three times in the film’s prologue alone.
  • The fascinating thing Collins pointed out is Giacchino’s use of Dies Irae throughout the score. Dies Irae, or Day of Wrath, is the medieval hym describing the end of the world. It is sung during funeral masses and musically is quoted widely to represent death
  • EVERY CHARACTER THEME IN ROGUE ONE IS STRUCTURED AROUND DIES IRAE. Jyn, Chirrut, Baze, even Krennic, ALL OF THEM
  • Giacchino was signaling from the beginning that this is a story about death. He wrote the sacrifice of these characters right into their themes.
  • A notable use of Dies Irae beyond character themes is it’s repetition as Cassian and Jyn begin to climb the tower in the archive during the climax. The first two notes of Dies Irae are repeated as they do so. When Krennic walks down the hallway with his Death Troopers, all three notes play (death literally chasing them). And when Jyn almost drops, than catches the data tapes, Dies Irae is replaced by “Hope”
  • Jyn’s theme in particular is a melancholy theme centered on Dies Irae, but with a lovely, lullaby like feeling. It tells you from the beginning that Jyn’s is a story of hope and inspiration but also death and sacrifice.
  • An interesting use of Jyn’s theme and “Hope” together is during Jyn’s speech to the Rebellion. First we here “Hope” swell as Jyn speaks to the Rebels. Then when her speech is shot down, the theme drops, replaced by Jyn’s theme. This represents that it is Jyn herself who inspires the sacrifice that will eventually bring on the Hope. Jyn is the hope.
  • Another mind blowing moment was a musical parallel that Collins pointed out with the character of Bodhi Rook. In the scene where he recalls his mission, repeating “I’m the pilot, I brought the message,” listen for the flutes. That exact same flute theme plays in A New Hope when Luke discovers Leia’s message hidden in R2. By doing this,  Giacchino is directly mapping the journey of “the message.” Bodhi receives the message of the Death Star and how it can be destroyed from Galen, he brings it to Jyn, who with Rogue One, transmit the message, which ends up in the hands of Leia, then to R2, then to Luke, who must return it to the Rebellion. Those flutes represent the origin of the message with Bodhi through to A New Hope.
  • This panel was full of mind blowing moments, but the most mind blowing moment by far was another musical connection to A New Hope. After we had become very familiar with Jyn’s theme over the course of the panel, Collin’s played a scene from A New Hope for us. It was the moment when Obi-Wan asks Luke to come with him to Alderaan and Luke resists. When Obi-Wan says he’s getting too old for this sort of thing, Jyn’s theme plays clearly under Luke’s hesitation. In the original context, a hint of Dies Irae was WIlliam’s way of foreshadowing Obi-Wan’s death, but after Giacchino used that musical queue to build Jyn’s theme, it suddenly has deeper meaning. It’s Jyn’s sacrifice calling to Luke, compelling him to be the hope she fought for. And it is connecting Obi-Wan’s eventual sacrifice with that of Jyn and her comrades.  
  • Collins also highlighted how Giacchino’s score for the final moments of the film, from Jyn’s confrontation with Krennic through the arrival of Vader and the death of Jyn and Cassian, is unconventional and incredibly effective. Jyn’s confrontation with Krennic is silent, no music, unexpected for such a key moment. Only when Cassian appears does the music return. And throughout the final sequence, as we witness horrifying destruction, death. the arrival of the Death Star and Vader’s Star Destroyer, the score stays distant, gentle, melancholy. It does not highlight the horror. It steps back and mourns over it, like the eyes of history or the Force itself, honoring the sacrifice. 
  • So yeah Giacchino’s score for Rogue One is brilliant, Williams’ music for Star Wars is brilliant, this panel was brilliant, and I can never get enough of analyzing Star Wars scores.
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Smol and cute ball of energy Xiumin hyping up the crowd (≧◡≦)
From my EXO’rDIUM in Singapore fancam!

What if Viktor’s hair isn’t naturally straight but curly and he hates it? Imagine him waking up early every morning to straighten his hair. One reason he cut his hair so short was because it took him so long to straighten.

The first time Yuuri finds out about this he’s more than surprised to say the least and he wonders how Viktor manages to keep it straight in the humid hot springs. (Let’s just say Viktor has the dopest and most foolproof hair products ever.)

Yuuri obviously loves Viktor’s natural hair just as much as he loves Viktor’s straight hair. Sometimes when they’re watching a movie or just cuddling he’ll unconsciously roll a lock of Viktor’s hair round and round his finger. He loves to see it curl and bounce back like a spring. He especially loves it when Viktor has just woken up because it’s so big and soft and floofy!

One day Viktor’s flat iron breaks and he refuses to leave the house sporting his natural hair. Yuuri tries convincing him to wear a hat but Viktor is appalled and disgusted. He hates hats because no matter how he wears them, they always end up making his forehead look huge. In the end Yuuri leaves for the rink by himself, Viktor gets a very colorful phone call from Yakov for missing practice, and Yuuri buys a new flat iron for his boyfriend on his way back home. 

Viktor avoids the rain like the plague and always carries an umbrella in case it ever starts raining suddenly because as amazing as his hair products are, they aren’t perfect. Same with snow.

One time during practice Viktor really pisses Yurio off and unthinkingly Yurio douses Viktor with water from his water bottle. That day everyone in the rink finds out that Viktor has curly hair. Viktor almost cries even though everyone assures him his natural hair is beautiful (of course Yurio is cackling in the background and making comments about how Viktor looks like Makkachin–”like master, like pet”–until Mila threatens to lift him and throw him across the ice).

With Yuuri’s help, Viktor becomes more confident in his natural hair. He starts straightening it less and less until he sees the beauty that Yuuri sees and he thanks Yuuri everyday for making him stronger than he was before.  

One Track Mind
  • *221B*
  • Sherlock: *working*
  • John: *sitting in his chair, tapping his leg; bored*
  • Rosamund: *colouring; looks up* What's wrong, Daddy?
  • John: *raises an eyebrow* Have you noticed lately...your Uncle manages to make every conversation about your Aunt?
  • Rosamund: *giggles* Really?
  • John: *nods* Watch *clears his throat; leans around his chair* hey, Sherlock? What time is that client due?
  • Sherlock: *still looking through the microscope* Four thirty. Half an hour before my wife's shift ends.
  • John: *gestures*
  • Rosamund: *happily* Ooh, lemme try *excited* Uncle Sherlock, on the way home from school, I saw a squirrel and- and it runned up a tree!
  • Sherlock: *looks up; smiles* That's nice.
  • Rosamund: ...
  • Sherlock: ...
  • Sherlock: *softly* Molly likes to feed the squirrels. We go to the park especially *goes back to work*
  • Rosmund: *grins at her dad* That's love, bitch.
  • John: ...
  • Rosamund: *goes back to colouring*
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4x01 // 6x15 -  “A true relationship is when you can tell each other anything and everything. No secrets, no lies.”

A Gil Talk!

I see a lot of people still discussing Gil and the issues they have with him; while that is important into fully analyzing a character I actually want to talk about an interesting tidbit in his person. Particularly, I loved the part where Gil opens up about wanting complete honesty in the relationship. It’s funny, because it seems like it comes out of left field to an extent, however, if you used SAM to help you beat him in poker the segue is very smooth. This bit of dialogue actually could’ve been expanded on to give him a totally more interesting storyline + arc. For reference here is what he says:

“I knew you were using SAM to beat me at poker. Have to say, it was pretty obvious.” 

“Oh yeah?”

“And it didn’t phase me– if I had SAM, I might’ve done the same–but… I’m serious about you Ryder, and I want to do this right. I want absolute trust. I’ve never had that in a relationship, honestly, I’m drawn to the danger of not having that. But with you, here.”

“You want to feel safe. Me too.”

“That’s what it’s about. We should always know that we have each other’s back. That we can be completely real with each other.”

So here’s my whole take on this to hopefully give Gil some justice on some unshorn beauty in his persona + get some good Gil talk out there. Gil loves poker, right? He likes to gamble, that’s why he says he’s drawn to the “danger” of not having trust. This makes sense, he probably didn’t have much luck when it came to relationships (hint hint, why Ryder says the line “Lucky at cards, unlucky at what?” when flirting), and ultimately liked the thrill of what could happen as it kept him on his toes. He’s stated he lives his life with no regrets and does what he wants in the moment; that reflects in his whole view of past relationships. This could also explain why he is so flirtatious, he likes the thrill of meeting new people (especially those he’s attracted to) and seeing where it goes from there.

In large part of his arc revolving around being more mature I think we are supposed to see that in how he asks you before you meet Jill, if he should introduce you as his friend who likes to flirt or his guy. He’s openly discussing being serious with Ryder and not wanting to risk anything. This further gets established in his romance scene where he asks you for absolute trust.

I think this is a beautiful and tragic aspect of Gil’s character; lady luck has not been kind to him with his relationships and his pain with possibly lies, mistrust, and cheating have left him only wanting one thing out of a relationship: trust. It’s beautiful really; and I have to say as a gay man I’m happy he got this kind of trait because it can really help show how a lot of gay men (especially in my life) truly care about the importance of communication and trust. 

This is the direction I wish Bioware had gone with Gil, I like the idea that he may have had trust issues and his relationship with Ryder mends those feelings or helps him find a relationship that is purposeful in his life. I also just realize that as I wrote about that bit of dialogue the parallels to poker and his love life are so BLATANT! Like I love the idea that he is so good at a game about luck, but his luck wasn’t with him for the men he found. It scratches my writer ear so well to see this kind of stuff laid out, I just wish it got more of a spotlight in his narrative!

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Ladybug Stole My Phone?

Here is your (unfortunately very late) @mlsecretsanta gift, @nkvictory! This wound up going a little longer than I expected, but I hope you enjoy!

Thanks very much for the idea that led to this and for looking it over @ladyserendipitous. Thanks also to @agrestenoir and @panda013 for idea bouncing so much!


A floating woman might be cause for concern in any other city in the world but Paris. After all, months of Hawkmoth’s unusual brand of attempted larceny had long since rendered most Parisians numb to the sight of akumatized victims. Rather than panic, they planned their days around the sites of attacks. Unsurprisingly, most of the reactions consisted of calling or texting friends to avoid a certain street until Ladybug and Chat Noir had taken care of things or worrying about how they’d manage to pick up lunch if an akuma temporarily smashed the restaurant.

Ladybug arrived on the scene shortly after the floating woman was reported to the Ladyblog. One of the perks of being Alya’s best friend was learning about Ladyblog alerts ahead of even her readers. So, when Alya told her to take a different route to school, Marinette knew she’d be late for her first class.

Chat Noir arrived on scene seconds after her, already scanning the area for signs of anyone who might have been affected by the floating villain. “Any idea what she’s doing?”

“Nothing as far as I can tell,” Ladybug answered, still watching the woman. “The Ladyblog says she hasn’t moved since she flew up there.”

“So, what’s she waiting for?”

Violet eyes locked on theirs, and the woman grinned as she flew down to meet them, landing an arm’s length away.

“Us, apparently,” Ladybug answered as she straightened and readied her yo-yo.

“Welcome, heroes,” the akumatized woman spoke. “Hawkmoth asked me to pass along a message.”

Chat Noir frowned. “Message?”

Before either of the heroes could react, the woman moved forward and placed a palm on both of their foreheads. She whispered something low and quick, too brief for them to understand.

Ladybug jerked away first. The woman shot up into the sky, barely avoiding Ladybug’s yo-yo. Chat Noir rubbed his forehead and scowled. “What was that?”

He looked up and briefly gave chase, but by the time he leapt up to a higher vantage point, the villain was long gone. Ladybug landed beside him. “She’s gone.”

He sighed. “Yeah, it looks like it.”

“What?”

He turned to look at her. “It does look like she’s gone.”

“Yeah, you’re right.” She raised a brow. “Any idea where she went?”

He shook his head.

“Wonder what that hand thing was.”

His eyes widened. Somehow, he’d heard Ladybug’s voice, but her mouth hadn’t moved at all. While he assumed she hadn’t become a ventriloquist overnight, he couldn’t manage another idea that made any sense.

“I’m not a ventriloquist, kitty.” She’d watched his lips carefully, and when his wonderings bled into her thoughts, she knew exactly what the akumatized victim had done to them.

“You can hear my thoughts?” he asked, aloud this time.

She nodded. “We need to find that akuma. Now.”

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For @seasless. 😘

On the left we have James (Harvey suggested the name, as a nod to Mike’s dad supposedly, but Mike suspects it was actually more to do with a certain awesome starship captain), but he usually goes by Jamie, and on the right we have Gordon (absolutely a nod to Harvey’s dad and one Mike was happy to consent to), who of course is immediately Gordy to almost every one from the day he’s born.

Jamie is boisterous and full of beans. He lives for Little League (Harvey coaches his team and swears he isn’t being biased when he says Jamie is the next Derek Jeter) and water pistol fights and when he’s older he will definitely be caught raiding the liquor cabinet. He’s also crazy about Donna and will develop a lifelong preference for redheads because of it.

Gordy is quieter, a little more reserved and shy until he really gets to know you. He loves reading and drawing and is definitely the musician in the family (he could make a living at it when he’s older, of that Harvey has no doubt, already mentally clearing space in his office for the first Grammy award which Gordy will obviously gift him with). He also loves helping Uncle Benjamin with his inventions, but he thinks his Uncle Louis is a little too obsessed with cats.

The boys (fraternal twins) are adopted and yet somehow Mike can’t help thinking that they’ve both inherited Harvey’s traits. His athleticism, competitiveness and playfulness in Jamie; his loyalty, warmth and love of music in Gordy. Harvey doesn’t say anything when Mike mentions this. He just smirks and his eyes twinkle in that way which shouldn’t still be so distracting to Mike after eight years of marriage and eight years of dancing round each other before that and Mike knows he agrees.

And yet they’re both just as surely Mike’s kids. They’re stubborn and bright, compassionate and empathetic, with hearts the size of Texas. And they can wrap Harvey round their little fingers.

And whether you chalk it up to nature or nurture, they’re both as into movies as their dads. Friday night is movie night in the Specter-Ross household. There’s nothing all four of them enjoy more than snuggling up on the huge couch Mike picked out when he and Harvey bought this house together, Mike insisting on decorating it like a proper family home and not some pristine, minimalist bachelor pad. Harvey rolled his eyes and grumbled, but he didn’t fool Mike for one second. This is the home he’s always craved too.

Of course, movie night wouldn’t be complete without snacks. Some nights there’s popcorn and chips and too much soda. Other nights there’s pizza (yes, the kind with cheese in the crust) and French fries and chocolate milk. But always there’s superhero pyjamas (and that’s not just the kids, much to Harvey’s never-ending amusement and fondness every time he spies Mike in those Spidey bottoms) and soft Henley’s (which, again, shouldn’t still be so distracting, but decidedly are) and sometimes an old Harvard t-shirt or sweatshirt (and seriously, Mike wonders, does Harvey have a guy in Boston supplying him with those things or something because they can’t all still be from his college days surely??).

They take it in turns choosing an age-appropriate movie so they each get one choice a month, and, honestly, if you’d told Harvey ten years ago that this would be his life, lazing on an overstuffed couch on a Friday night with Mike’s head a warm, welcome weight on his shoulder and a beautiful, perfect, beloved son curled up on each of their laps, popcorn strewn about the place from their food fight earlier and the latest Pixar behemoth on the box, he’d have said you were crazy. But now he just shakes his head in wonderment and counts his lucky stars, all the while wondering what the hell he did to deserve all this.

And while Lily may be a part of his life again, and a stellar grandmother to the boys, he sometimes still has to swallow a not insubstantial amount of anger when he looks at Mike and their two sons and can’t even begin to comprehend the idea of doing anything that would put him at risk of losing them, put him at risk of hurting them.

But then Mike smiles at him or Jamie throws himself into his arms demanding hugs or Gordy tugs on his sleeve and asks him to play Grandpa Gordon’s records again and the knot in his chest both eases and tightens at the same time as he lets go of the anger and love floods his system all over again.

And, really, there’s no other place any of them would rather be right now than here, together. Mike and Harvey aren’t stupid. They both know it won’t always be this way. All too soon they’ll be alone on Friday nights as friends and dates take their place, and later work commitments and maybe families of their own. But that’s all right too.

Sure, they’ll miss these nights together, but they’ll still have each other (and Jamie’s rings from winning the World Series multiple times, alongside Gordy’s platinum discs commemorating his several bestselling albums because no matter what Mike says about being realistic Harvey knows their boys are destined for greatness) and they’ll have the satisfaction of knowing they raised two good men.

Two good men who will never doubt how much they were loved and wanted, and who will carry both their names, and their fathers’ names, forward into the future and bring nothing but honour and respect to them, and to the two men who taught them the meaning of family and showed them what it means to love and be loved.

And in the meantime, they’ve still got ‘Ghostbusters’ and ‘The Goonies’, the Indiana Jones trilogy (yeah, both Mike and Harvey agree they’re stopping at the third one) and ‘The Princess Bride’ ahead of them to discover anew through bright, wide, innocent eyes that they couldn’t love any more than if they were born of their own flesh and blood.

Hi, everyone! Believe it or not, it’s my birthday again. This past year has involved a lot of change for me. When l look at what’s different in my life, it makes me think about my long-term goals and the prospect of growth.

I feel less certain about what I want my future to look like than ever before. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t feel discouraged at many points during this past year. I’ve been battling a lot of “I’ll never” thoughts– “I’ll never be able to do this” and “I’ll never have that”, etc.

But when I think about how much has changed since my last birthday, it reminds me of all the things I’ve done and all the things I have that used to be “I’ll never"s. Things that I’ve accomplished and attained purely by living my life and experiencing new things and continuing to try, one day at a time.

I don’t think anyone, at any age, should look at themselves and conclude that by this point in their lives they know the ultimate limit of their capabilities with certainty. Even when my mind is full of "I’ll never"s, it comforts me to think that the things I struggle with now will one day fail to impede me, so long as I continue to try and be better. I know that my biggest, most daunting goals for the far future aren’t going to sneak up on me. On my way there I’ll become a person with the skill, experience, discipline, and stability to achieve them.

My life is better than it was a year ago. I’m a better person than I was on my last birthday. I’ve done more and I have more. I’m proud, and grateful, and excited.

I’m looking forward to the next one. And that’s all I wanted to say. Thank you.