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[rivkat]

Found on Womenfolk, Olivia Chrestomanci -- Womenfolk didn't mention it, perhaps lacked the background to tell, but this girl is a SPN fan. In fact she is a Dean Winchester fan. You can tell that even without the song "Fight Them Hellhounds, Dean."  I knew as soon as I saw the lyrics for "I Would Have Done":
Now no one knows me as I am
No one knew me as I was
But you remember the way that we were raised
On the taste of salt and the scent of flame

Dream-inspired imagery, indeed. Anyway, free downloads!  I sense an opportunity for a SPN "David Duchovny, Why Won't You Love Me?" Between you and me (Dean POV) and I Would Have Done (Sam POV) are my favorites of the songs, though I liked them all except the Hellhounds one.  HP has Wizard Rock; perhaps, in honor of her album title, we should call the SPN genre Rocksalt.

Not unrelatedly, I would adore a SPN story based on this xkcd comic. Enough with your pancakes!

Comments

[kitsune13.livejournal.com]

Dude, I LOVE IT. The whole ALBUM is SPN, and yeah, it's interesting the way Womenfolk, who obviously didn't know it, read the songs.

[sol-se.livejournal.com]

Oh wow, I love her. Thank you so much for the music rec!

[azephirin.livejournal.com]

That is awesome! I look forward to SPN's version of wizard rock.

Also, her last name: a Chronicles of Chrestomanci (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chrestomanci) reference, I'm guessing?

[mangokulfi.livejournal.com]

That's brilliant. Thanks.

[lyn-b.livejournal.com]

That's beyond cool, man. Hope to see more of SPN's "wizard rock". :D Or maybe emo rock, considering all the angst we already have even in canon. :D

crack!ficlet for you...

[olympia-m.livejournal.com]

the day Sam turned into the Antichrist started ordinarily enough: shower, change of clthes, leave the motel, get breakfast. It was there that things started to get ugly. First of all, Dean wanted pie. For breakfast. Which was becoming a common occurence, but what kind of sane person wanted to have freaking pie for breakfast every bloody day? And, did it matter that Sam had only forgotten the pie once? Nooo. Dean wouldn't let him forget that. Like, ever!

So, Dean wanted pie for breakfast and all there was in the damned menu were pancakes. Strawberry banana (which made Sam quesy, because it looked like a chopped of penis on a stack of towels), bacon and sausage and eggs - kiddies' version (as if it was not good enough to stuff adults with enough cholesterol to stop their hearts within minutes), the big steak (yeah, everything was big - the American way). And Dean still wanted his frigging pie.

"A cherry one would be good. Or maybe apple pie, I'm easy. Hey, lemon meringue. Wouldn't tha be good? Don't do that bitch face, Sammy. Your face will freeze that way. No, wait. It already has. Hahaha."

Sam looked at him. "Know what? Fuck it. This ain't worth it." Dean had been right when he had had the ghost sickness. They did a crappy job, with no recognition, no benefits (proper or fringe), and they'd be lucky if they ever reached frty. On top of that, the bloody Apocalypse was upon them and the side of good was represented by a bunch of useless dicks who ran after helpless, little girls. "Screw it."

The side of good was also good at whisking Dean away at the first second Sam started changing. Whatever. No more bitching about pies and no more unhealthy pancakes. This world was rotten and it needed to be saved.

Cleaing himself from blood and bits of skull, Sam decided that when his reign came, everyone would become vegan.


(sorry, I'm suffering from insomnia lately...)

Re: crack!ficlet for you...

[rivkat.livejournal.com]

Hee. Poor Sam, forced to evil by IHOP.

Re: crack!ficlet for you...

[olympia-m.livejournal.com]

poor Sammy!

I think I know how that could work as a proper SPN fic - a road trip with ghosts, but I don't think I can write that :(