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Cabal’s Playlist of Cultured Disdain
A mix of dead languages, sharp strings, and symphonic control issues.
Classical / Romantic-Era (But Only the Bleak Stuff)
• Camille Saint-Saëns – Danse Macabre (Theme music, obviously)
• Gustav Mahler – Kindertotenlieder (Yes, he knows what the title means. That’s the point.)
• Dmitri Shostakovich – String Quartet No. 8 in C minor (A soundtrack for regret and scientific inquiry)
• Johann Sebastian Bach – The Art of Fugue (Cold, brilliant, emotionally void—perfection)
🕯️ Dark Cabaret & Gothic Chamber Music
• Vernian Process or Emilie Autumn on a rare whim—when he’s feeling like he might let his cynicism sing
• Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Red Right Hand (More about tone than lyrics—but oh, how he relates)
• Rasputina – Transylvanian Concubine (If Maeve ever caught him enjoying this, he’d deny it to his grave. Again.)
Vintage Radio & 1920s Jazz
• Cabal enjoys the idea of jazz but only the meticulously arranged stuff—no chaotic improvisation, thank you.
• Django Reinhardt or Benny Goodman, but played on a crackling gramophone while reading autopsy reports.
German Art Songs / Lieder
• Schubert – Der Erlkönig and Wolf – Mörike-Lieder
Because nothing says “emotionally stunted immortal necromancer” like dramatic German poetry set to ominous piano.
Soundtrack / Instrumental for Thought
• Clint Mansell – Lux Aeterna
• Max Richter – On the Nature of Daylight
• Jóhann Jóhannsson – IBM 1401, A User’s Manual
(He finds the combination of melancholy and machine language… oddly soothing.)
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What He Wouldn’t Listen To:
• Anything with repetitive, saccharine lyrics. Pop music would send him into a quiet rage.
• Folk music: Too raw.
• Country: Please.
• Dubstep: “This is what the apocalypse sounds like when no one’s in charge.”
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If someone were to ask him about his music taste, he’d probably reply, “Sound is merely structured time. I prefer my time structured by genius.” Then sip something bitter and unpronounceable.