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@archangedelamort
b l o o d m a r c h
There is no certain and globally established concept about the gradually increasing imminence of fear being unconsciously established in our society. The strategically built and never officially tutored manipulation which could now be called a "machine of soft-power control". But we can feel it in and on our flesh. On our tongue, on the tip of our teeth. In our mind, when we wake up in the morning in daze and suddenly question the will of survival, which is tainted and heavy with the dilemma of our clear-sight. We wish to see ourselves free - in a hot bath to be clean and calm, on a cool, wild-flower scented meadow with our daydreams to stay motivated, in a fine cottage with plain apple pie to stay wisely driven by life's challenges, in a secret garden surrounded by a true friend to stay safe and strong and loved, and in a society, where we would not be condemned for our existence, only praised for it. Therefore, their selfish purposes and concepts will be judged, and judged harshly. Their blood-march will be inevitable. Their blood-march will be welcome.
Is there a flame, brighter than the one, which purifies vile and rotten intentions, idea of a despicable kind? Is there a fire which burns with more effortless power, than the one which demands universal mortal want? A flame, which has a certain cadence - silent in its sacred stoicism, yet diaphanous, when it comes to heartlessly reveal the sin it intended to destroy. When I know it and learn about its nature, I wish to stand still, timelessly, upon the rage of this fire, and experience the raw dilapidation it dares to inflict upon the thing that do not - would not, should not - belong to this sphere. I wish to count the spark which dance all around such flames, count them with a still gaze, without a blink, and would gladly inhale the smoke that evaporates during its aftermath. For I am no coward when it comes to see the death of something failed.
For nature brings one closer to its natural state, therefore, youth, in this society measured in years, could bring one closer to the natural demands: survival would not require more than food and peace and a safe future we all should glance upon as our most promising anchor. After the parents' death, after the loss of faith - or, perhaps, no siblings, no heirs -, what else would bring us hope, than the established conviction of belonging to a group which requires our existence without expectations. Which needs and accepts our existence through nature's generosity and its undying benevolence of seeking for life and its most colourful forms. I do think, and believe, that freedom would unintentionally encourage the many indifferences to be learned and acknowledged. Although, I am convinced, such differences would not cause rivalry and fight, if the fear of mortality would be eliminated by some higher form of communal love.
And if this is enough for you and if there is no more you could ask and want to fight for, the end will come in vain and you will stand alone in the queue and it will be useless to call him if you did not have enough strength to be human before: your severed head will be in the dust.
It's better to burn than to live forever.
Sophism dulls the blade of justice.
âWho Died and Made You King by Jaguar Jonze and Shungudzo
@tribundupeuple @archangedelamort
"Are you feeling well, Marquis? Should I read you a paragraph of the Déclaration des droits de l'homme et du citoyen to alleviate your distress?"
what's his fuckin issue
Should I begin or not?
@archangedelamort
@louis-antoine-leon-saint-just
Ladies first.
You're quite slick, citoyen
Just practical. I hope it does not make you lose your breath - even if you are in an obvious rush.
âI am dragged along by a strange new force. Desire and reason are pulling in different directions. I see the right way and approve it, but follow the wrong.â - Ovid: Metamorphoses
what's his fuckin issue
Should I begin or not?
@archangedelamort
@louis-antoine-leon-saint-just
Ladies first.
That coffee kit that I got for Saint-Just is making me nervous...
Saint-Just walks in, with his head curiously tilted to the side. Citoyen Bénjamin. I attach no importance to such anniversaries, but I am very touched that you thought of me on this occasion. I must confess, it is a pleasure to find a note - and a useful gift - from you, on my desk.
Citoyen Bénjamin relaxes his face and admittedly the rest of his body, pleased that Citoyen Saint-Just is more than satisfied with the coffee kit.
I am quite happy that you are glad in regards to my present. I realize that these seeming extravagances are not necessary on your special day -- nor is even your birthday itself with each day requiring the same care for this republic -- but admittedly they do ease the burden if only but a little.
Antoine seems rigid for a second; not musing, merely so sure about something he refused to share with the other. His irises capture the pale sunlight streaming through the windows of the room. He demanded privacy in his own office, but seemed to be ignorant when it came to step into another's. Perhaps, he knew it all so well how Benjamin would not fret if he abruptly appeared in his.
It will be lauded for its usefulness during the proximate mission. We are going to Alsace. he said, in a tone, barely capable of hiding the excitement lurking beneath the plainly spoken words. He swiftly adjusted his own cravate. There is something terrible in the silence of immense hope. Its weight seems to crash the bones and conscience... I want you be ready for the weekend.
Greetings, citizen. We have had our many differences in the past, mostly due to your error in promoting the future traitor Pichegru. However, I believe that now has come the time to push past these differences in the face of the many enemies of the Revolution which are every day more numerous. Consider this missive a formal olive branch.
Salut et fraternité
@lazarehoche
General,
I have received your letter - drenched as it is in the perfume of compromise - and read it with the same skepticism I reserve for priests and moderates. Your offer of peace, though elegantly phrased, reads less like a honest, strategic approach and more like a plea from a man fatigued by consequences and jealousy. Regardless: if your offer is reconciliation, my offer is nonchalance. And if you would rather keep trying to drag sentiments out of me instead of revealing your true purpose with your letter, I suggest you find a monastery - or a salon - more fitting for your delicate sensibilities. The Revolution is not swayed by kind words, it only speaks the language of justice.
Salut et fraternité,
Saint-Just
I must admit that you are within your rights to deny this man compromise and peaceâfor he didn't dare to believe in the revolution as we do.
Words alone do not make a revolution, actions do. Actions and sacrifice.
I know this and you do as well.
Regardless, citoyen, you were correct in denying reconciliation with this man on the grounds of his denial of the revolution. Either way, there is no other way.
Maybe death is the perfect example of democracy... Either way, a life sold by rhetorics should not be ignored out of naivety - not in this life, not in the next. I despise the contextless attempts of reconciliation, the mawkish, sophisticated whispers of a traitor. If one wishes to prove their worth, they must prove it through the institutionally guarded societal unity - without selfish purposes, with selfless, individual will.
VERY rich to call ME a traitor when I served the revolution until the end of my life and you nominated the traitor Pichegru for a promotion over me, simply because I was a Girondin. Well, Pichegru knew how to flatter you, so you put him in charge, and then he sold out the nation to our enemies!
Because you didn't care to compromise with me and my opinions, you doomed so many soldiers to die under the fire of a more powerful adversary. I suppose it was alright for you, because you were not there on the battlefield to see the bodies for yourself, Commissaire aux armées.
You want to know what I truly wanted? Well, since I lived to see the failure of the Revolution we both laid our lives on the line for - and I was only saved from dying by your death - I would like you to acknowledge your errors that had devastating impact on the army. You were never a soldier, you should not have picked our leaders based simply on who could kiss the most arse. I at least was honest in my opinion : I loved the Revolution, but not Robespierre and not you. For this honesty many fine men paid the price.
I don't need to grovel before you. Posterity has judged us both.
@le-vieux-cordelier you wish for action over words? You are a journalist, I have led my men under fire.
All I want, I will not go as far as asking for an apology, but at least an acknowledgement. Let me see that my soldiers did not die for an egomaniac who won't admit misjudgement, but for a man who can feel regret over their mangled bodies. Nonchalance indeed, the comfort of quill pushers.
*slow clapping*
Well spoken, well spoken. I knew Representative Saint-Just at Fleurus. I had no opinion of him, though others did. I was passed over for any promotions, for I knew that in a Herbertiste or Girondin, or Jacobin or Dantonist government, my head was suspect.
I tried to wage a humanist war - and yes I understand how ridiculous that sounds; I called for moderation while that drunkard Rossignol and all his Gernegross little toadies, including Representative Hentz and Reubell, clamored for burning people alive along with their non-juring priests in the Vendee, a theatre both you and I fought in.
What happened in Nantes I tried to prevent; it was wholesale murder of French citizens, regardless of their leanings for or against our Republic; had we gone about things with less Revolutionary Zeal, we could have pacified the region and brought them over to us.
For this, my head was under the shadow of the National Razor more than once. For my advice on how to deal with the Austrians in 1796, giving Advice to Beurnonville, I was labeled a traitor. For wishing to retire after petitioning the government again and again for supplies for our beloved Sambre-et-Meuse which never arrived, I was condemned and put on proscription.
Never, and I say this with the hindsight of a man who spilled his blood on foreign soil for that weasel Bonaparte, never have General Hoche or I been unfaithful to France, first and foremost. That, I can attest to, however well we did not get along.
Oh, hello Kléber. What brings you here?
oh... nothing much. I was on my way to Buttes-Chaumont to readjust a certain traitorous general - and former friend's spine through his solar plexus. (do NOT judge me I had NO idea what he was doing until he and Moreau showed up at my doorstep with their bullshit!)
Was wonderin' if you'd want to come along - I know we don't get along for reasons I can't even remember anymore - but... the enemy of my enemy is my friend, nicht war?
As for the CSP and the Directory, gonna say to them what I said to them in '97 when they put me on that proscription list, and then Carnot got me off of it, only to beg me to defend them and their lies - "If I fire on those traitors, know that I will turn my back on you!"
We need to stick together, against those politicians and their double-dealing -and hand Pichegru his arse. I don't like the way he looks at my wife. Not one damned bit!
Through the solar plexus? Creative, I like it.
I certainly have heard Pichegru speak of your wife in most troubling terms. Something about kissing her portrait daily, and "breaking her to his will".
He's been very rude to, and I'll gladly join you to teach him a lesson.
How touching. Shall I fetch you two, Messieurs, a harp, or will the Republicâs enemies provide the music for your little duet?...
Hoche, let me remind you why you were dismissed: I do not, and let it be clear, question your military experience. But he who trembles before necessity already betrays it. The people demand action, not deliberation without end. In indecision lurks corruption, for to hesitate in the face of the enemy is to hold in contempt the blood of the nation that has armed you. Either way, I made a serious attempt to listen to the talk of you two but it bored me; it was like a whisper in the alleys of the night city: empty, without candor and fervor, only filled with contempt, greed and venomous treachery. Misery loves misery, yes? Speak to me right into the face if you wish to receive salvation - for that is what you came to me in the first place, n'est pas? Not on your knees, but with your words; and I more appreciate actions.
And, if you now desire to bend over for the one who only wished to occupy his rank for glory and selfish ambitions, do it without me having to witness the act. Kleber has his right to convince you but he could never rid you of your conscience.
You've not listened to a word I said, have you? You can talk about how reluctance to enact bloodshed is corruption, but in the end I had a career for which none can reproach me, while your champion was the one who betrayed us to the tyrants of the old world.
Kléber isn't convincing me of anything except going to give your dear Pichegru what he deserves for his behavior.
I do NOT ask for salvation and I'm not going to get on my knees, certainly not for you. On the contrary, I came to ask you to acknowledge YOUR error in judgment.
If you ask me to speak against the demand of the Republic, which I had followed, you are already on your knees, begging to me to give you a reason to stand up. Let me tell you, the imaginary sight is not entirely displeasing.
You call it error, I call it strategy. If you call me selfish, you are merely talking to your own self. For I am not your mirror, even if you so desperately wish me to be that.
...Ah yes? If you are seeking for appreciation from others it means you could never offer any to yourself from your own self. If you accept I was - allegedly - wrong, you already agree with the game of "winner" and "loser". Either way, I doubt Pichegru could make you feel better, in this case: either alive or dead.
Greetings, citizen. We have had our many differences in the past, mostly due to your error in promoting the future traitor Pichegru. However, I believe that now has come the time to push past these differences in the face of the many enemies of the Revolution which are every day more numerous. Consider this missive a formal olive branch.
Salut et fraternité
@lazarehoche
General,
I have received your letter - drenched as it is in the perfume of compromise - and read it with the same skepticism I reserve for priests and moderates. Your offer of peace, though elegantly phrased, reads less like a honest, strategic approach and more like a plea from a man fatigued by consequences and jealousy. Regardless: if your offer is reconciliation, my offer is nonchalance. And if you would rather keep trying to drag sentiments out of me instead of revealing your true purpose with your letter, I suggest you find a monastery - or a salon - more fitting for your delicate sensibilities. The Revolution is not swayed by kind words, it only speaks the language of justice.
Salut et fraternité,
Saint-Just
I must admit that you are within your rights to deny this man compromise and peaceâfor he didn't dare to believe in the revolution as we do.
Words alone do not make a revolution, actions do. Actions and sacrifice.
I know this and you do as well.
Regardless, citoyen, you were correct in denying reconciliation with this man on the grounds of his denial of the revolution. Either way, there is no other way.
Maybe death is the perfect example of democracy... Either way, a life sold by rhetorics should not be ignored out of naivety - not in this life, not in the next. I despise the contextless attempts of reconciliation, the mawkish, sophisticated whispers of a traitor. If one wishes to prove their worth, they must prove it through the institutionally guarded societal unity - without selfish purposes, with selfless, individual will.
VERY rich to call ME a traitor when I served the revolution until the end of my life and you nominated the traitor Pichegru for a promotion over me, simply because I was a Girondin. Well, Pichegru knew how to flatter you, so you put him in charge, and then he sold out the nation to our enemies!
Because you didn't care to compromise with me and my opinions, you doomed so many soldiers to die under the fire of a more powerful adversary. I suppose it was alright for you, because you were not there on the battlefield to see the bodies for yourself, Commissaire aux armées.
You want to know what I truly wanted? Well, since I lived to see the failure of the Revolution we both laid our lives on the line for - and I was only saved from dying by your death - I would like you to acknowledge your errors that had devastating impact on the army. You were never a soldier, you should not have picked our leaders based simply on who could kiss the most arse. I at least was honest in my opinion : I loved the Revolution, but not Robespierre and not you. For this honesty many fine men paid the price.
I don't need to grovel before you. Posterity has judged us both.
@le-vieux-cordelier you wish for action over words? You are a journalist, I have led my men under fire.
All I want, I will not go as far as asking for an apology, but at least an acknowledgement. Let me see that my soldiers did not die for an egomaniac who won't admit misjudgement, but for a man who can feel regret over their mangled bodies. Nonchalance indeed, the comfort of quill pushers.
*slow clapping*
Well spoken, well spoken. I knew Representative Saint-Just at Fleurus. I had no opinion of him, though others did. I was passed over for any promotions, for I knew that in a Herbertiste or Girondin, or Jacobin or Dantonist government, my head was suspect.
I tried to wage a humanist war - and yes I understand how ridiculous that sounds; I called for moderation while that drunkard Rossignol and all his Gernegross little toadies, including Representative Hentz and Reubell, clamored for burning people alive along with their non-juring priests in the Vendee, a theatre both you and I fought in.
What happened in Nantes I tried to prevent; it was wholesale murder of French citizens, regardless of their leanings for or against our Republic; had we gone about things with less Revolutionary Zeal, we could have pacified the region and brought them over to us.
For this, my head was under the shadow of the National Razor more than once. For my advice on how to deal with the Austrians in 1796, giving Advice to Beurnonville, I was labeled a traitor. For wishing to retire after petitioning the government again and again for supplies for our beloved Sambre-et-Meuse which never arrived, I was condemned and put on proscription.
Never, and I say this with the hindsight of a man who spilled his blood on foreign soil for that weasel Bonaparte, never have General Hoche or I been unfaithful to France, first and foremost. That, I can attest to, however well we did not get along.
Oh, hello Kléber. What brings you here?
oh... nothing much. I was on my way to Buttes-Chaumont to readjust a certain traitorous general - and former friend's spine through his solar plexus. (do NOT judge me I had NO idea what he was doing until he and Moreau showed up at my doorstep with their bullshit!)
Was wonderin' if you'd want to come along - I know we don't get along for reasons I can't even remember anymore - but... the enemy of my enemy is my friend, nicht war?
As for the CSP and the Directory, gonna say to them what I said to them in '97 when they put me on that proscription list, and then Carnot got me off of it, only to beg me to defend them and their lies - "If I fire on those traitors, know that I will turn my back on you!"
We need to stick together, against those politicians and their double-dealing -and hand Pichegru his arse. I don't like the way he looks at my wife. Not one damned bit!
Through the solar plexus? Creative, I like it.
I certainly have heard Pichegru speak of your wife in most troubling terms. Something about kissing her portrait daily, and "breaking her to his will".
He's been very rude to, and I'll gladly join you to teach him a lesson.
How touching. Shall I fetch you two, Messieurs, a harp, or will the Republicâs enemies provide the music for your little duet?...
Hoche, let me remind you why you were dismissed: I do not, and let it be clear, question your military experience. But he who trembles before necessity already betrays it. The people demand action, not deliberation without end. In indecision lurks corruption, for to hesitate in the face of the enemy is to hold in contempt the blood of the nation that has armed you. Either way, I made a serious attempt to listen to the talk of you two but it bored me; it was like a whisper in the alleys of the night city: empty, without candor and fervor, only filled with contempt, greed and venomous treachery. Misery loves misery, yes? Speak to me right into the face if you wish to receive salvation - for that is what you came to me in the first place, n'est pas? Not on your knees, but with your words; and I more appreciate actions.
And, if you now desire to bend over for the one who only wished to occupy his rank for glory and selfish ambitions, do it without me having to witness the act. Kleber has his right to convince you but he could never rid you of your conscience.
your efforts to preserve the republic have affected us in the following way: you are ANOYYINGGGGGG
Would you mind to objectively elaborate?
Classical Pieces You've Probably Heard but Might Not Remember the Name
William Tell Overture- Rossini (Most famous part at 8:45, but why not listen to the whole thing?) Iâm adding hints, at least to the ones I recognized culturally. This one is âgo, horsey, go!â
Also Sprach Zarathustra- Strauss Slow, dramatic entry scene, IN SPAAACE.
Eine Kleine Nachtmusik- Mozart People running out of a fancy wedding or something. Also known as DUN, dun DUN, dun DUN dun DUN dun DUUUUN.
Symphony 94, Mvt. 2 âSurprise Symphonyâ- Haydn ?
Toccata and Fugue in d Minor-Bach Halloween organ!
Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2- Chopin Picture a tiny old woman playing piano in a sunlit room with lots of flower vases, about the spill the tragic secrets of her past to some timid young visitor.
Rondo alla Turca- Mozart the babysitter from The Incredibles:Â âTime for some COGNITIVE ENRICHMENT!â
Sinfonie de Fanfares:Â Rondeau- Jean-Joseph Mouret Royalty is coming. Or someone is getting married. Or royalty is getting married. Also the PBS Masterpieces theme.
The Four Seasons:Â Spring- Vivaldi (I just linked to the whole thing because itâs great) Again, someone is getting married, but this one is strings instead and a lot less frumpy.
Jesu, Joy of Manâs Desiring- Bach That one that amateur guitarists love where the notes are all up and down but all the same length. Also used in movie weddings.
O Fortuna (from Carmina Burana)- Carl Orff SONG OF DOOM. Also song of âbaby on fire!â in The Incredibles.
Funeral March- Chopin ?
Orpheus in the Underworld: Infernal Galop (A.K.A. Can Can)- Offenbach Well, âaka can-canâ says it all.
Pomp and Circumstance (You probably graduated to this)- Elgar Oh yes, Baaaa dun dun dun duun duuuuun⊠Also if you were a bandie you had to play it for 3 years before graduating to it.
Gayane: Sabre Dance- Aram Khachaturian Comically hectic productivity, a circus clown juggling while standing on a ball, or perhaps a rapidly-approaching termite infestation. Could go any way, really.
A Midsummer Nightâs Dream: Wedding March- Mendelssohn The song movies play right AFTER they both say âI do.â
Carmen: Les Toreadors- Bizet I canât be the only one who remembers when âHey Arnoldâ did this. âBullfights and swordfights, rolling in manuuure!â
The Ride of the Valkyries- Wagner Good song for a naval battle I guess? I can only think of the mini golf course I went to as a kid with the creepy castle on Hole 18 that played this.
FĂŒr Elise- Beethoven That one every amateur piano player loves to play because the beginning is just E and E-flat over and over. Also ballet and piano recital scenes in movies.
Dance of the Hours- Ponchielli Hello mudda, hello fadda, here I am at, Camp GranadaâŠ
Rigotello: La Donna e Mobile- Verdi More than a few sophisticated movie villains (or snobby good guys) have this playing on a Victrola. Also, tell me you donât picture Pavaroti no matter whoâs actually singing.
Night on Bald Mountain- Mussorgsky ?
Romeo and Juliet: Love Theme- Tchaikovsky More movie-love, usually building up to admitting they live each other.
Entry of the Gladiators- Julius Fucik I have one word for you: CIRCUS.
LakmĂ©: Flower Duet- Delibes OMG ALIAS. Nadiaâs spy  backstory in Film Noir!
Peer Gynt: In the Hall of the Mountain King- Greig Mischievous Tiptoeing in Movies song. Also something growing out of control, slowly at first and then quickly, and (comically) exploding.
Rodeo: Hoedown- Copland The title says it all tbh.
Peer Gynt: Morning Mood- Greig Sunrise/waking up Movie Song du jour.
New World Symphony Mov. [2][4]- Dvorak Well now Iâm thinking of âAn American Tailâ and Iâm cryingâŠ
Ave Maria (You knew this, but did you know that it was by Schubert?) Nothing to add. Iâm not a music snob, really, but if you didnât know this, YOU SHOULD.
Canon in D- Pachelbel This is the one that the pretty Trans-Siberian Orchestra Christmas song comes from. :-)
Add others if you want! Have fun!
Dies Irae (from Requiem) - Verdi Scary scenes in cartoons, especially involving storms, holes, or treacherous waterfalls.
Flight of the Bumblebee - Rimsky-Korsakov Oh come on, everyone knows this one! It sounds too much like the title for you to forget what itâs called! Also: Drumline.
Finale to the 1812 Overture - Tchaikovsky Naval battle! Cannon! Fireworks! 4th of July in âMurica! Even though itâs about that *other* war going on in 1812!
Der Holle Rache kocht in meiner herzen (aka the Queen of the Night aria) - Mozart The one that fancy ladies in movies use to try and break champagne glasses.
Libiamo neâ lieti calici - Verdi ?
Largo al factotum - Rossini Does your cartoon need a classical tune for your rotund Italian chef to sing while tossing pizza dough? Have we got a song for you!
Overture to The Barber of Seville - Rossini Fast-paced, sneaky-things-are-afoot movie song.
The Blue Danube Waltz - Strauss Da-da-da dum dum. *plink plink* *plink plink*. As heard in Jackâs entry to First Class in âTitanic,â and a million other places. (Veggie Tales âStuff Mart,â anyone?)
Moonlight Sonata (mvmt. 1) - Beethoven The ultimate pretty-and-sad piano and/or ballet scene song.
Symphony No. 5 - Beethoven dun dun dun DUUUUUN.
Iâm sure there are more but these were some of the first that came to mind as missing!
I think this oneâs missing, one of my favourites:
Danse Macabre - Camille Saint-Saëns
This is one of the best classical music master-posts Iâve ever seen. Iâm so proud of yall
Pavane for a Dead Princess- Maurice Ravel. Apparently itâs in Dark Knight Rises? I just think itâs pretty.
And
Tales from the Vienna Woods- Johann Strauss II. Contains the melody playing on Roseâs music box in Titanic just before Cal gives her the Heart of the Ocean.
To add a few more:
Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy - Tchaikovsky. Itâs in Barbie and the Nutcracker. Itâs that one twinkly piece that starts off with lowish plucked strings.
Waltz of the Flowers - Tchaikovsky. Dum daa daa daaaaa da-daaaaaa. Also in Barbie and the Nutcracker. Was also a trending tiktok audio at one point like a year or two ago.
Sleeping Beauty Waltz - Tchaikovsky. Youâll know the more common version from Disneyâs Sleeping Beauty. âI know you, I walked with you once upon a dreamâ. This one isnât super known since most, if not, everyone knows the Disney rendition. Tchaikovsky wrote the original waltz and itâs magnificent! Rachmaninoff then did a piano duet reduction Sleeping Beauty Waltz, Piano, 4 Hands. If you have watched Your Lie in April, the piano duet version is the one youâll probably be familiar with!
Humoresque - Anton Dvorjak. Little Einsteins, Melodyâs Leitmotif. Yes it is a kids show but this show slaps. Honestly, find the eps and if you have kids, get them to watch this. This was my favourite show as a kid growing up!
Cello Suite No.1 in G Major - JS Bach. Stereotypically connotative with elegance and high class.
Nocturne in C sharp minor No.20 - Chopin. The Pianist has a lot of Chopin pieces. Have personally played this piece for my Grade 7 ABRSM piano exam. The runs are death. I love Chopin but his sheet music makes me want to c r y looking at it
Ballade No.1 in G minor - Chopin. Again, also in The Pianist but the film does cut it down because the original is a 9 minute piece.
There are many more pieces from Chopin in the film The Pianist but those two are the infamous ones.
12 Variations: Ah, vous dirai-je, maman. KV 265 - Mozart. youâll know this as Twinkle Twinkle Little Star which is the most basic of the 12 variations. He wrote 11 more. Not a film one but itâs one to throw in as a fun fact!
I always love these posts, because Iâm rubbish at remembering titles and also itâs fun to see other peopleâs reference points. Like anyone whose reference for The Blue Danube ISNâT â2001: A Space Odysseyâ.
[all right technically mine is âFrontier: Elite II referencing 2001: A Space Odysseyâ]
I see question marks behind a couple, so I will confirm:
Yes, the âFuneral Marchâ is the third movement of Chopinâs Piano Sonata No. 2 in B-flat minor. The most amazing performance of the Sonata, riddled with TENSION and raw emotion, is the 1950 recording by Vladimir Horowitz. MUCH superior to his later recordings of the pieceâŠthis one is justâŠTERRIFYINGLY emotional.
And the second question mark is behind the âSurprise Symphonyâ, yes, indeed, by Haydn. And the most incredible performance was that recorded by Leonard Bernstein with the Vienna Philharmonic, when he was in his âOld Lion of Classical Musicâ phase.
I regret to inform you that Jesu, joy of manâs desiring isnât just used for movie weddings. Itâs used All. The. Time at real-life weddings. As someone whoâs been in various choirs, Iâve sung it more times than I care to remember. And the lyrics in English just donât fit at weddings.
Anyway! Adding to the various posts above:
Also often heard at weddings, Arrival of the Queen of Sheba from HĂ€ndelâs oratorio âSolomonâ. Naturally, itâs usually played on an organ at weddings, but I thought Iâd give you a more fun rendition by the Academy of Ancient Music instead.
Used sometimes for inside shots of cathedrals and - bafflingly - in âFifty Shades of Greyâ, which makes me want to do murder, Thomas Tallisâ forty-part motet Spem in Alium deserves far better. This recording by the Tallis Scholars is wonderful.
Sticking with Tallis, in a way, Ralph Vaughan Williamsâ Fantasia on a theme by Thomas Tallis (based on Tallisâ Why Fum'th In Sight, the third tune from Archbishop Parkerâs Psalter) is used in 'Master & Commander: The Far Side of the Worldâ when young lads get buried at sea.
Dies Irae - if youâve watched 'The Seventh Sealâ, youâve heard this chant. It is used as a theme in Berliozâs Symphonie Fantastique movement 5, Song d'un nuit de Sabbat, which again turns up in various films. Most notably, Wendy Carlos and Rachel Elkind-Tourre adapted and performed a version of the Berlioz for 'The Shiningâ.
And if you want bits of music that turn up randomly all over, you canât go home without the Hallelujah chorus from HĂ€ndelâs 'Messiahâ.
/Personal favourites: - Beethoven: Symphony No.7 in A major op.92 (II, Allegretto - "King's Speech music") - Debussy: Le Martyre de Saint SĂ©bastien (L.124) - Debussy: Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun - Dmitri Hvorostovsky: The Bells of Dawn - Donizetti: Lucia di Lammermoor - Il dulce suono ('Fifth element music') - DvoĆĂĄk: Symphony No. 9 (From the New World) - Grieg: In the hall of the Mountain King - Holst: Mars (Planet Suite) - Ligeti: Lux Aeterna - Litvinovsky: PellĂ©as et MĂ©lisande - V. Procession du crepuscule - Mussorgsky: Pictures at an exhibition - Great gate of Kiev - Mozart: Don Giovanni - Commendatore - Mozart: Jupiter symphony (41 C Major -- KV 551 -- 4th Movement Molto Allegro) - Mozart: Requiem - Lacrimosa - Puccini: E lucevan le stelle - Puccini: Nessun dorma - Rachmaninoff - Piano Concerto #2 in C Minor, Op. 18 - Satie: Gymnopedies 1,2,3 - Shostakovich: Piano Concerto No. 2: II. Andante - Shostakovich: Symphony No. 5 - Finale - Tchaikovsky: Pas de deux - Vivaldi / Corelli: La follia - Vivaldi: Nisi Dominus - Wagner: Faust - Overture - Wagner: Lohengrin - Prelude - Wagner: Tristan and Isolde - Liebestod
During my visit to Soissons, I noticed that someone had the poor sense of humour of a royalist schoolboy, and decided to deface my picture on my old CollĂšge's wall with vampire fangs.
Dear Unknown! I'm flattered you see me as a bloodsucker- though, rest assured, I only drained tyranny, not veins.
It's not true to life? I'm disappointed
Would you perhaps find it appealing if I was that kind of dangerous, Desmoulins?
You already are. It just adds more to you, already.
Desmoulins, if I was a vampire, Iâd bite and turn you not out of thirst, but out of mercy: a few drops of me might improve your prose...
So just be careful not to bleed too much sentiment on your papers the next time. Who knows what it would make me do.
Are you flirting with me, citoyen Saint-Just?
Ridiculous.
If that was the case, would that rather bewilder your heart or your conscience?
For you, both are possible and necessary âthough, I admit this amuses me that you might like me; of course admitting to me or you, might prove difficult.
And who said I flirt with people I like?
Who says you don't?
I have half-idea what the citizens on the streets assume or not assume about me. You are surely more informed in the subject of gossip...
Might be but if it was to your liking, I suppose, I'm a decent choice. I know you have two faces, two personas, for the public and privateâthat is all I know. You're a man of conviction and drive âsame as myself; our match would be quite formidable.
If you liked me.
Again, a decent choice.
Charming summary. And I presume when you like someone, you conveniently ignore their amicable letters, yes?
I would be a more than a decent choice, Desmoulins. And you know that.
I admit I erred on that, and for that I'm punished daily. I'm the decent choice, not you.
You seem to find joy in the punishment. You come for it daily.
Was it Citizen Robespierre who called you "decent"?
I suppose so.
I admit I enjoy it so.
Perhaps I should visit Citoyenne Desmoulins and reveal the truth about the reason of her husband's absence - that he chose to abandon his duty at home in order to spend the whole afternoon with having a verbal duel with me. Again.
You're threatening me?
You would not.
You wouldn't dare.
Ah, you say I would not dare but I already dared more than majority of the people around us. I only despise silence.
Convince me, Desmoulins, why I should stay silent now then?
True. Why would you? You despise me so. Do you not? Why would you give me an exception?
Maybe you shouldn't.
Tell my wife, that I esteem you.
You mistake severity for hatred, Camille.
Scoffs
You do? Severity...I suppose I lucked out then. There's hope indeed unless I'm foolish then I have never been a greater fool to assume I know you.
Familiar with me now, eh?
What changed, citoyen?
Is severity all I am to you?
Saint-Just barely reacts; his mouth twitches at the words in annoyance, but his face remains unreadable.
He moves closer now, almost like being ready to hit the other before his composure smoothens with his lowered tone.
And what I am to you? A vital remedy, so you wouldn't stumble over your words?
I wish you just stuttered now so I couldn't understand half of what you are trying to say...
Actually no.
I think I should tell you that you're important to me.
That I enjoy our time together.
I feel no personal resentment toward you, Desmoulins. Just the contempt that every patriot has for an individual who sells his pen and his conscience to the highest bidder.
Is that what you think of me? That I am sellable? Hardly. I truly thought I believed Georges, simply. I was foolish to think he had my best interest at heartâMaxime was correct as always.
Either way, it is not Maximilien's place to save you from your misleading beliefs, stop pestering him with the idea.
Greetings, citizen. We have had our many differences in the past, mostly due to your error in promoting the future traitor Pichegru. However, I believe that now has come the time to push past these differences in the face of the many enemies of the Revolution which are every day more numerous. Consider this missive a formal olive branch.
Salut et fraternité
@lazarehoche
General,
I have received your letter - drenched as it is in the perfume of compromise - and read it with the same skepticism I reserve for priests and moderates. Your offer of peace, though elegantly phrased, reads less like a honest, strategic approach and more like a plea from a man fatigued by consequences and jealousy. Regardless: if your offer is reconciliation, my offer is nonchalance. And if you would rather keep trying to drag sentiments out of me instead of revealing your true purpose with your letter, I suggest you find a monastery - or a salon - more fitting for your delicate sensibilities. The Revolution is not swayed by kind words, it only speaks the language of justice.
Salut et fraternité,
Saint-Just
I must admit that you are within your rights to deny this man compromise and peaceâfor he didn't dare to believe in the revolution as we do.
Words alone do not make a revolution, actions do. Actions and sacrifice.
I know this and you do as well.
Regardless, citoyen, you were correct in denying reconciliation with this man on the grounds of his denial of the revolution. Either way, there is no other way.
Maybe death is the perfect example of democracy... Either way, a life sold by rhetorics should not be ignored out of naivety - not in this life, not in the next. I despise the contextless attempts of reconciliation, the mawkish, sophisticated whispers of a traitor. If one wishes to prove their worth, they must prove it through the institutionally guarded societal unity - without selfish purposes, with selfless, individual will.