Hello, I'm Becca! This blog will mainly consist of Sherlock, Supernatural, Doctor Who, and Harry Potter. Because they're awesome.
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May 26th
11:10 PM
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The French Mistake commentary

Bob Singer: Misha is great in this episode. The Misha persona he’s playing is not actually the real Misha persona. Him going back and forth between character and this thing he created as Misha is really terrific.

Ben Edlund: He was really, really enthusiastic to kind of warp the perception of him. There’s one moment in here where he actually pushes away an assistant and I kind of wish I pushed that a little bit more, like it was his idea and I think it works really well. He was really enthusiastic which was great. 

Bob Singer: Yeah, we were worried about shooting ourselves in the foot and Misha was ready to shoot himself in the brain.

Ben Edlund: [laughing] He was loading six guns at once.

Sorrow waited, sorrow won.

5:20 PM
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12:30 AM
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You’ve Got a Beautiful Brain (but it’s disintegrating) // Songs Regarding the Fall of a Good Man; a Sherlock, Reichenbach mix It all comes down to one moment. One game gone wrong.  One conversation from the roof of St. Bart’s. One Fall. and everything changes. This is a mix about Sherlock Holmes, the moment when he makes the sacrifice, and the aftermath that follows. PRELUDE TO THE FALL
(i) the devil & i (part 2), lone wolf | the devil and i last night were alone in my house / he laughed at my jokes, struck a match, burned the place to the ground. (ii) the things we fear the most, joseph pollard white | instrumentalTHE FALL
(iii) on the roof, the antlers | who has dragged you away / who’s that carrying the rope? (iv) we’ll meet along the way, hem | go easy now / go easy now / later on the road i’m gonna lay my body down. (v) i don’t mind if you don’t mind, ron pope | my blood runs red from the streets to the sewers / to the blue black ocean i’m caught in the tide / but i don’t mind if you don’t mind / i wash away the filth of the city / and i lose myself here right before your eyes. (vi) varúð, sigur rós | “caution”
I OWE YOU SO MUCH
(vii) i couldn’t save you, sharon van etten | no one knew you better than me / i still couldn’t save you / tears in my head. (viii) size too small, wakey!wakey! | i still know you / and i still like you, the best man / i still owe you. (ix) requiem for my friend, rosalie eberle | goodbye, my dear friend / the best times have been spent / as time has taught me now / all things have got to end.
JUST A MAGIC TRICK
(x) black holes in the sand, gravenhurst | in the small hours i realise what i have done / i held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city / and i could not feel the flower in my hand / i could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand. (xi) lean, oh land | far from here could you feel my fear / when the lights died out / and i turned to the gray side / now you’re out on the bottomless sea / so it’s time for you to lean on me. (xii) overfrail, uphill racer | you roll over and your soul just cracks apart / first you doubt, but then you feel it in your heart / you took a long view, it just happened by mistake / at least to see it coming could have been so great. (xiii) from the water, william fitzsimmons | let tide return / your tired limbs / sea and battered / this ravaged mind / a thousand voices / they call for you. (xiv) medicine, daughter | you’ve got a beautiful brain / but it’s disintegrating.Formal Explanation (aka LOTS of indepth feels), artsy things, Back Cover, and Linkage (HERE)

You’ve Got a Beautiful Brain (but it’s disintegrating) // Songs Regarding the Fall of a Good Man; a Sherlock, Reichenbach mix 

It all comes down to one moment. One game gone wrong.  One conversation from the roof of St. Bart’s. One Fall. and everything changes. This is a mix about Sherlock Holmes, the moment when he makes the sacrifice, and the aftermath that follows.

PRELUDE TO THE FALL

(i) the devil & i (part 2), lone wolf | the devil and i last night were alone in my house / he laughed at my jokes, struck a match, burned the place to the ground.
(ii) the things we fear the most, joseph pollard white | instrumental

THE FALL

(iii) on the roof, the antlers | who has dragged you away / who’s that carrying the rope?
(iv) we’ll meet along the way, hem | go easy now / go easy now / later on the road i’m gonna lay my body down.
(v) i don’t mind if you don’t mind, ron pope | my blood runs red from the streets to the sewers / to the blue black ocean i’m caught in the tide / but i don’t mind if you don’t mind / i wash away the filth of the city / and i lose myself here right before your eyes.
(vi) varúð, sigur rós | “caution”


I OWE YOU SO MUCH

(vii) i couldn’t save you, sharon van etten | no one knew you better than me / i still couldn’t save you / tears in my head.
(viii) size too small, wakey!wakey! | i still know you / and i still like you, the best man / i still owe you.
(ix) requiem for my friend, rosalie eberle | goodbye, my dear friend / the best times have been spent / as time has taught me now / all things have got to end.


JUST A MAGIC TRICK

(x) black holes in the sand, gravenhurst | in the small hours i realise what i have done / i held the hand that threw the stone that killed the bird that woke the city / and i could not feel the flower in my hand / i could not feel the cracks beneath my feet and black holes in the sand.
(xi) lean, oh land | far from here could you feel my fear / when the lights died out / and i turned to the gray side / now you’re out on the bottomless sea / so it’s time for you to lean on me.
(xii) overfrail, uphill racer | you roll over and your soul just cracks apart / first you doubt, but then you feel it in your heart / you took a long view, it just happened by mistake / at least to see it coming could have been so great.
(xiii) from the water, william fitzsimmons | let tide return / your tired limbs / sea and battered / this ravaged mind / a thousand voices / they call for you.
(xiv) medicine, daughter | you’ve got a beautiful brain / but it’s disintegrating.


Formal Explanation (aka LOTS of indepth feels), artsy things, Back Cover, and Linkage (HERE)

May 25th
10:52 PM
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no one knows what it’s like, to be the bad man— to be the sad man… behind blue eyes

no one knows what it’s like,
to be the bad man—
to be the sad man…
behind blue eyes

remember that one guy

pernillo:

dangling-thpider:

imrosengarten:

hamishwatermelon:

in silence in the library

the one who married Donna in the virtual life

then found her again

but couldn’t call out to her because of his stutter

It would have been nice for her to end up with him in the end. 

jsbgj,dsbhgkj I SHIP THEM SO HARD IT HURTS!

It just KILLED me when I found out he was real, but he couldn’t call for her. 

A Study in Pink » The Reichenbach Fall

12:38 AM
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Goodbye, John.

Goodbye, John.

May 24th
11:57 PM
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virgincyborg:

I will always reblog this.