rionaleonhart: kingdom hearts: riku, blindfolded and smiling slightly. (we'll be the darkness)
The Kingdom Hearts Let's Play we've been watching as a household is approaching the end of Kingdom Hearts II, and the plot of this game somehow manages to be even more bewildering than I remember. 'There are two of this one-of-a-kind handmade pouch and crystal. From this we have correctly concluded that the second set came from an alternate universe, and you must be able to get to this alternate universe through that mansion over there, and your kidnapped friend must be there.'

('Everything makes sense,' Hayner says, word-for-word, after putting forward this theory.)

In order to get to the alternate universe, they have to enter an unknown password. They get it first try by entering the flavour of an ice cream a duck found in a box on a different planet.

Meanwhile, Winnie-the-Pooh has an out-of-body experience.

('WHY IS THIS SO ROMANTIC?' I found myself yelling at the screen during one scene between Sora and Winnie-the-Pooh.)

Kingdom Hearts III is going to be so stupid. I'm very excited.

(The opening video, or part of it, has already been released! It fits with Kingdom Hearts tradition in being pretty and weird, and somewhat breaks from tradition in being backed by Skrillex. It also displays admirable restraint in having only two scenes in which characters fall through space for no reason, unless the meteor at 0.11 is actually a person (it's probably a person), in which case there are three.)


I just heard the Backstreet Boys' 'I Want It That Way' and remembered that a primary-school friend of mine once sang me the 'clever' rewrite 'Which Backstreet Boy Is Gay?' (concluding line: 'Okay, we're all gay').

Being an extremely credulous child, I thought these were the actual lyrics and was impressed by the Backstreet Boys' honesty.


While I'm suddenly recalling things, I haven't thought about Stargate in years, but the best moment in the entirety of SG-1 just came back to me: the team go back in time to the Cold War, and a US military man asks them, in Russian, 'Are you Soviet spies?' and Daniel answers, in Russian, 'No,' and they all get arrested.

I can't remember how far I got with Stargate: SG-1. Maybe one day I'll get DVDs and have a proper crack at watching the show through. But half the episodes are so bad! I love the characters, but the episodes are so bad.
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (just gonna reload while talkin' to you)
I've never seen Dreamwidth so active! Hello to all of you: people who've newly arrived, people who've returned and people who've been doggedly posting here the entire time.

Here are some further thoughts on Red Dead Redemption II, with spoilers up to chapter six.


Spoilers for Red Dead Redemption II. )


On a different note entirely, I am pleased to report that High School Musical 3 is still a masterpiece. Troy and Gabriella are cute as hell. Every song is great. If you haven't seen Troy singing about his teenage agony in a spinning corridor of pain, you're in for a treat. (Warning: flashing lights.)

It'll never happen, but I'd love to see a High School Musical world in Kingdom Hearts III. And I want Donald Duck to join in on the songs.

(GOOD TO MEET YOU, NEW PEOPLE, THE TERRIBLE TRUTH IS THAT I LOVE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL. It's too late; you're already reading my journal!)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (hope is all we have)


(I drew this on a napkin and photographed it in poor lighting, so I'm afraid it looks a bit blurry.)


Yuffie, a friend I must have known for close to nineteen years, got married on Saturday! I was overcome with love for my friends when we were dancing to 'Stacy's Mom' after the ceremony, which is nice but does, bizarrely, mean that 'Stacy's Mom' now has deep emotional associations for me.

(I have to respect anyone who's willing to put that song on their wedding playlist. I personally added 'Cotton-Eye Joe' to the playlist, but sadly I had to leave before it came on, so I didn't get to see how people reacted. Still, there's reward in just knowing that you caused 'Cotton-Eye Joe' to happen somehow, somewhere.)

I was the ringbearer, which is apparently a role traditionally given to a nine-year-old boy or an owl (or a hobbit, I suppose). I am none of those things, but I managed not to attack the best man, so I acquitted myself better than some notorious ringbearers.

Rei's father, who I hope is ashamed of himself, made the following contribution to the guestbook:

There was a young lady named Yuffie
Who never was pompous or stuffy.
She got off with Chris
And it's all come to this
And I think that I've wrote quite enoughie.


Overheard during the wedding meal: 'How many times in your life have you thought, "I wish I could shit my pants and get away with it"? The problem is that you can't shit your pants any more without people getting upset about it. Society.'

It was a good day!


We were all asked to create something for the wedding, if we could, so I painted a photograph Yuffie had taken:




('I've really fucked up the left-hand margin,' I said in alarm to Ginger while I was working on this. Ginger's response was 'Fuck up the right-hand margin as well and it'll look intentional.')

It's just as well I started painting, really. If they'd asked me this time last year, I'd have been forced to write wedding-day fanfiction.
rionaleonhart: okami: amaterasu is startled. (NOT SO FAST)
At the time, the end of the third season of The Mentalist was by far the coolest moment I've ever seen in television. I'm still a little sad that it retroactively became less cool.

Wainwright never really made an impression on me when I first watched The Mentalist; I thought he was dull. On this rewatch, though, he's made me take notice in a handful of ways:

- I actually agree with Wainwright in his first episode, 'Ring Around the Rosie'. Jane's going, 'I'm pretty sure this guy over here is a potential mass shooter, let's follow him around until he tries to shoot people and then we can arrest him,' and Wainwright's response, both sensible and compassionate, is 'if we think he's going to commit a crime but he hasn't done it yet, maybe we could get him counselling in the hope of averting the attempt in the first place?'

- Wainwright going 'so hey you're a clinical psychopath' and Jane going 'well, that would explain a lot' is pretty great.

- According to the subtitles on the DVD, his name is spelt Wainright. What???? The entire fandom seems to ignore this and call him 'Wainwright', as far as I can tell (his tag's even spelt 'Wainwright' on AO3), and I'm inclined to do the same.

Spoiler blackout for the fourth-season finale 'The Crimson Hat'; highlight to read: - In trying to Google information about the spelling of his name, I stumbled across the fact that Wainwright is killed at the end of season four. What?????? I have literally no recollection of this; in my memory, Wainwright remained the unit's boss for the rest of the CBI era. Wainwright died less than a season after he was introduced and I forgot about it? Forgive me, Wainwright; I really must have been bored by you. It's probably just because I resented you for not being Hightower.


I've just realised I haven't posted my Offspring facts here! (Apologies to those of you who've seen these already.)

I know exactly two facts about The Offspring, and they are both incredible.

- The Offspring's lead singer, Dexter Holland, has a PhD in molecular biology; he wrote a 175-page dissertation on the molecular dynamics of HIV. (source)

- At his medical malpractice trial, Dr James Lilja, former Offspring drummer, gave CPR to a prospective juror who went into cardiac arrest. The judge had to declare a mistrial, because there was a chance the rest of the jury would be biased in favour of Lilja after, you know, seeing him save someone's life. (source)

This is the band with a music video in which molecular biologist Dr Dexter Holland drifts gently down on a hang glider, in tranquil silence, and then just yells MY FRIEND'S GOT A GIRLFRIEND AND HE HATES THAT BITCH. I never want to look up anything about the rest of the band members, because I'll be so disappointed if they're not all doctors.
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (Default)
Mike Shinoda's latest song, 'Ghosts', is catchy and fun to listen to and, moreover, has the greatest music video I've seen in my life. I love it. Having done a few music video paintings, I'm tempted to attempt one for this, but, er, I'm not sure it's in my painting comfort zone.


I've picked up my Danganronpa V3 replay again! I'm in Chapter Five, but this entry has spoilers up to the end.


Replaying Danganronpa V3. )


We're so close to E3! Are we going to get a Kingdom Hearts 3 release date at last? What a surreal thought.

Dontnod is doing a game called Twin Mirror which looks like it's going to contain playable psychological breakdowns, and I do love those, but it's about a traumatised adult. Booooo. I'm only here for traumatised teenagers, Dontnod! You served me so well with Life Is Strange!
rionaleonhart: final fantasy versus xiii: a young woman at night, her back to you, the moon high above. (nor women neither)
Mike Shinoda has released new music! 'Crossing a Line' (I really love this one; it makes me feel hopeful) and 'Nothing Makes Sense Anymore'.

This guy has sort of become a hero to me. He's been brave enough to share his pain and vulnerability with us, which is important in itself, and which means it's much more impactful when, as in 'Crossing a Line', he also shares his hope. In going through a type of loss I'm becoming far too familiar with, his creativity and his kindness and his determination have been incredibly inspiring.


NieR: Automata is an interesting experience. The robot orgy scene has been haunting me since yesterday.

When you encounter the robot orgy, 9S goes 'UM OKAY this is unexpected but it's still totally fine to destroy them, they don't have feelings, promise.' I am beginning to suspect that he may be incorrect.

Anyway, then a naked man with no genitalia shows up and you murder him and an identical naked man climbs out of his chest.

I'm glad I started having reservations about fighting the machines before I reached the amusement park. I could have gone in with guns blazing, but instead I approached cautiously, going, 'Okay, I won't attack them unless they attack me first.' And it turns out the machines in the amusement park don't want to fight at all! They just want to prance around and throw confetti. Much cuter than I expected from creepy jester robots. One of them runs a shop.

Then you fight an opera singer robot who's crucified a load of android corpses and reprogrammed them to send out ~hacking beams~ to hack into you.

I'm very confused by this game. All I can say for certain is that every play session leaves me with a creeping sense of dread.
rionaleonhart: final fantasy viii: found a draw point! no one can draw... (you're a terrible artist)





I TRIED SO HARD

AND GOT SO FAAAAAAR


Look, yes, I know the flying whale doesn't appear in the shot I was painting. I had to include the whale. I couldn't possibly omit the whale.

(Sorry for including the whale and not you, Mike. If it's any consolation, you wouldn't be impressed by any attempt at painting you on my part.)

I sent this to my mother and got the response 'Is it a whale in the sky? Why?'
rionaleonhart: the mentalist: lisbon, with time counting down, makes an important call. (it's been an honour)
Inevitably, I ended up doing a Linkin Park-related painting. I'm sure everyone's astonished.






I really liked the shots of the desert in the video for 'Watching As I Fall', from Mike Shinoda's Post Traumatic EP, released last week: three songs he's written since losing his bandmate, all extremely personal and difficult to listen to. He's been very open and communicative over the last few months, and I'm grateful for it. I think he knows it helps the fans to have these updates on how he's doing, and I hope we're helping him in return.

I enjoyed working on this, but painting the power lines was terrible.
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (hope is all we have)
I'm not sure how far I'm going to get with this - I've been weirdly struggling to get engaged with any fiction recently - but I've started up a replay of Final Fantasy X.

Interesting that you meet all the party members within the first two or three hours, even though Auron and Rikku (the first two you meet, other than Tidus) don't actually join the party until several hours later. I feel that's unusual for a Final Fantasy game; there's usually someone you don't meet until you're a good few hours in (Strago and Relm, Cid Highwind, Irvine, Eiko, Fang...). In XV, of course, you meet all the party members immediately, but XV's party is unusually small. I suppose you've met the whole XII cast before long.

I still remember how affronted I was when Irvine joined the party in VIII, my first Final Fantasy game. You're too late, Irvine! I'm already invested in everyone else; I've got no room for you! You can't just barge in here and be one of us! (Sorry, Irvine.)

There's a perfectly good route to Besaid village over land, but Wakka instead insists on going in the direction that means he gets to shove Tidus off a cliff into a lake.

Wakka warms very quickly to Tidus and is very physical with him. I wonder whether there's much Tidus/Wakka. There's a lot to work against it, though: they don't have a frequently-'shipped dynamic, I don't think Wakka's an especially popular character, Tidus is divisive, Tidus/Yuna is popular, Tidus explicitly reminds Wakka of his brother.

The scene where Sin obliterates Kilika is very beautifully lit and absolutely horrific. It's striking that it has no music at all, too. There's also no music when you disembark at the village's ruins. (It feels like practically every settlement you visit in Final Fantasy X is coastal! Stop building coastal villages when you're plagued by a creature that can cause tidal waves, Spira!)


It took me a while to work up the courage to watch Linkin Park's Carpool Karaoke episode with Ken Jeong, filmed a week before Chester's death and aired (with his family's permission) a couple of months afterwards, but I'm glad I did at last! Ken just relentlessly bullies Mike and somehow it's magical.

My favourite parts:


- One minute in: 'This is a weird way to meet somebody. We went straight to "wet dream". Within, like - it was five seconds to "wet dream".'

- Chester being the friendliest guy and so willing to play along with everything. Requesting to be taught the stupid 'hotdogs and ketchup' dance!

- Mike's look of sheer alarm when he's unexpectedly called upon and realises he might be expected to do a heavy metal scream (and his uncertain attempt to 'whisper-scream' afterwards).

- Mike and Ken's incredible, moving rendition of 'I Don't Want to Miss a Thing'.

- ALL I WANT TO DO IS BE MORE LIKE ME AND BE LESS LIKE MIKE


I love how delighted Chester is by all the picking on Mike. He just seems to be having a really good time. I'm glad.
rionaleonhart: final fantasy viii: found a draw point! no one can draw... (you're a terrible artist)
I've been attempting some creative endeavours outside my comfort zone recently!

About a week ago, I met up with some friends for a Bob Ross painting party; we all watched a Bob Ross video and tried to paint along with him. I'd recommend it! It was a lot of fun, and it was really interesting to see how different the results were when we were all trying to reproduce the same painting. Bob Ross's technique is also simple enough for it to be possible to produce something okay-looking even if you don't know the first thing about painting, i.e. if you're me.

Here's the Bob Ross painting we were trying to recreate:




Ah, what a lovely autumnal sunset scene.


And here's my effort:




BLIGHTED APOCALYPTIC HELLSCAPE, NOTHING GREEN HAS GROWN ON THIS SOIL IN A DECADE.


I'm pleased with my apocalyptic hellscape, given my level of painting expertise when Bob Ross isn't holding my hand, but it's definitely more apocalyptic than I intended.

(One of my friends is really good at painting. It was very annoying. Without her, we'd have been able to go, 'Well, obviously this didn't turn out quite right because we're using acrylics instead of oils.' But no; she produced a beautiful masterpiece that left us with no excuses.)

I've also been creating some simple little piano melodies, but I don't have any good recording equipment - I just have my phone, which records in low quality and saves sound in weird, fiddly, difficult-to-share formats - so please just imagine an incredible musical masterpiece, and let's say I composed that.

I know some of you have been having a hard time recently, and playing music (not necessarily composing, but playing) is something I find really helps when I'm struggling psychologically. If you play an instrument but have been neglecting it for a while, it might be worth picking it up again; if you don't play an instrument but can obtain or have access to one, learning to play might be a good project. My ukulele languished untouched in my room for about five years, but I picked it up in a dark patch a few months ago, and it was a great decision!

(And then I took it along to a couple of gatherings of Linkin Park fans, and that decision was even better. Linkin Park songs are not, on the whole, designed for the ukulele, but that didn't keep me from screaming 'SO INSECUUUUUURE' with strangers to ukulele accompaniment. One of the gatherings was outside the US Embassy, next to the Eisenhower statue, so we probably looked like some sort of strange Eisenhower cult to passers-by.)
rionaleonhart: the mentalist: lisbon, with time counting down, makes an important call. (it's been an honour)
I recently watched Pokémon the Movie: I Choose You!, the new Pokémon film. An enjoyable experience, but an odd one. It's a lot like the dream you might have if you fell asleep halfway through marathoning early Pokémon episodes and End of Evangelion came on. There was one bit where Ash slipped briefly into our Pokémonless world, and I was rather expecting this to be an important plot point, but there was just... no follow-up, beyond someone going 'you forgot that Pokémon existed? That must have been the worst dream ever!' (DON'T RUB IT IN.)

Of course, there's now a part of me that sort of wants to explore this possibly-a-dream-sequence in fanfiction. Characters existing in multiple realities simultaneously and being unable to tell what's real is my favourite thing. (Of the twenty fics I've posted this year, there's an element of 'I don't know what's real' in eight of them. It's a theme that shows up in about a third of the fics on my AO3 account. I knew there were patterns in my writing, but I hadn't realised they were quite this bad!)

I cried a few times, but not as much as the small boy next to me, who was absolutely bawling into his mother's side during the 'Bye Bye Butterfree' bit. I'm glad that story has been retold to traumatise a new generation.

My main complaint: Team Rocket were wasted on this film! You could have stripped them out entirely and it would have made no difference whatsoever. They never even met Ash. What poor use of great characters.

I'm also a little put out that this film retold Ash's early journey without Misty and Brock. You can't do that!

On the plus side, the relationship between Ash and Pikachu is very, very cute.


I somehow found myself reading the Wikipedia article on Patrick Jane recently, and the line 'When threatened or attacked, his first response is always to run away or hide behind his colleagues' made me smile so fondly. I'm deeply sad that I lost interest in The Mentalist towards the end, because I loved so much of it! It just slightly overstayed its welcome.

It also went 'hey, time to shake things up a bit: romance!' when I wanted it to go 'hey, time to shake things up a bit: consequences! Actual exploration of how the main character has murdered multiple people and essentially made his colleagues accomplices!'

The problem with The Mentalist is that the show it thought it was and the show I thought it was weren't the same show. I was going, 'Wow, what a great horrifying psychological drama,' but it was secretly a light-hearted police procedural all along.

I still adore Jane as a character, even if the show he's from never entirely explored him to my satisfaction. He's just so interesting!

He also seems to be the root of my habit of taking one character and pairing them up with everyone simultaneously. Current tally of characters I've given this treatment in fanfiction: Patrick Jane, Jeff Winger, Nagito Komaeda, Mike Munroe, Prompto Argentum, Alex from Oxenfree, Shuichi Saihara.

In... in writing that list, I caught myself thinking 'hey, I should pair all of these characters up with each other!' No. No, Riona, you shouldn't.


Possibly my new favourite Crazy Ex-Girlfriend song, although 'Unfortunately, I want to have sex with you' still stands as my favourite lyric: 'The End of the Movie'. This is great. (Possibly not to be watched if you're having an existential crisis.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (hope is all we have)
A few days ago, the surviving members of Linkin Park performed a three-hour concert in honour of Chester Bennington, accompanied by a huge number of guests. The official stream is available over here.

I wasn't sure what my entry on this was going to be. It could have been about the catharsis, or about Chester's unequalled voice. It could have been speculation on the future of the band. It could have been about the pain of hearing 'Looking for an Answer', the song Mike wrote eight days after Chester's death, which expresses a guilt I've known myself and would never wish on anyone.

I wasn't expecting it to be 'literally two thousand words assessing the quantity and quality of hugs the members of Linkin Park received during the concert, with timestamps', but, on reflection, this was probably entirely predictable.

Look, I'm just really glad that they got so many hugs.


HUGS LINKIN PARK MEMBERS RECEIVE DURING THE 'LINKIN PARK & FRIENDS CELEBRATE LIFE IN HONOUR OF CHESTER BENNINGTON' TRIBUTE CONCERT

(edited to correct timestamps after the video was updated on the 16th November, because of course I couldn't just leave everyone without accurate hugging timestamps)


This entry is exactly what it says on the tin. )


Final hugging/arms-around-each-other count: approximately eighty. If you count the two 'everyone has their arms around each other' moments five times each (once for each band member), rather than counting them as single instances, it's closer to ninety.

It turns out that, if you diligently record all the hugs exchanged in a video, the effect is slightly creepy. This list looks a bit like the notes of a serial killer, only instead of wanting to murder people I just want them to get a million hugs.

(I cannot guarantee that I've captured every moment of friendly physical contact here. I didn't watch the entire thing through a second time to compile this list; I mainly looked at moments guests arrived and left, which seemed to have the best hugging odds. But I can say with reasonable confidence that this is the most thorough compilation of hugs at the 'Celebrate Life' concert currently in existence.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy versus xiii: a young woman at night, her back to you, the moon high above. (nor women neither)
The surviving members of Linkin Park have put out an official music video for 'One More Light' in memory of Chester, and noooooooooooo I can't handle this. It's a beautiful video, and in a way it's cathartic, and I'm glad to know they've been doing something creative to work through the pain, but also I sobbed so hard while watching this that my chest physically hurt afterwards. These poor guys. I wish I could hug all of them.

Mike did a radio interview as well, and it's really good to hear from him, but also there's a part where his voice starts to get unsteady and it's absolutely unbearable. I think I'm torn at the moment between 'it's really good to hear from the guys and know they're still around and haven't just stopped functioning' and 'I've spent so much time worrying about the pain they're in, and now that pain is even more real because I can see and hear it'.

Linkin Park is still my primary fandom, which means that I've been thinking about this most of the day, every day, for two solid months. It's easier now, but it's still a bit miserable. I'm desperately awaiting the new Dangan Ronpa game's release, hoping it will successfully distract me. Please just let me worry about fictional deaths for a while. No more getting invested in real people. I've learnt my lesson, I swear.

This whole thing has given me a little more faith in humanity, at least. I've seen so much kindness, so many complete strangers reaching out to each other, offering love and support to Chester's friends and fans and family. At heart, people really want to help those in pain.


On a lighter note, here are a couple of incredible things I have seen recently:

- this reinterpretation of High School Musical's 'Get Your Head in the Game'. (This link is actually to a reblog on the Tumblr account I secretly have, but I wouldn't recommend following it, because it's nothing but sobbing uncontrollably over Linkin Park. This blog is still the place I actually talk about things. Tumblr doesn't really suit me.)

- the trailer for American Vandal. Rei and I booted up Netflix, saw the description for this show, went '???????????????????' and had to watch the trailer. We're afraid to watch the show itself in case it doesn't live up to the trailer's promise.
rionaleonhart: okami: amaterasu is startled. (NOT SO FAST)
I recently had a conversation with my housemate about how extremely screwed up the Animorphs books were, containing the line, 'Yeah, that's not the first genocide in the Animorphs books.' It reminded me that I once wrote an Animorphs-inspired short story for school, and my English teacher called my parents because she was worried about my psychological health. (Look, we were prompted to write about nightmares! Were you expecting something nice?)

Seriously, though. There's one book where a kid's parents have been enslaved by mind-controlling aliens, so he goes, 'Well, I'll just murder this terminally injured kid and morph into him and go "look, I've made a miraculous recovery!" and then I'll have his parents,' and our heroes end up trapping him permanently in the body of a rat on an isolated island, which gets a reputation for being haunted because passing sailors can hear the rat-kid's psychic screams. One of our heroes, in rat form, is forced to chew through her own tail so their horrible plan will work. I was maybe ten years old when I read this.

Wait, are the Animorphs books the origin of my fondness for the Teenagers Suffering Horribly genre? They're definitely the origin of my writing style; the influence is really, really obvious when I reread my early Pokémon fanfiction. I've kept the 'very straightforward prose, lots of dialogue' aspects to this day. (And, on a content note, I'm still writing about teenagers suffering horribly.)


The theme of the inevitable Linkin Park segment in this entry is 'songs Linkin Park inexplicably never released on an album and don't have on their official YouTube channel EVEN THOUGH THEY'RE GREAT', because I went on a desperate hunt after hearing 'No Roads Left'. I've never heard Mike sing like this before! He usually raps or sings more gently; I had no idea he could manage something this desperate. And 'Across the Line' (warning for suicidal themes) is easily polished enough to be an album song; the buildup of the instruments is great. (The cats just had a DRAMATIC BATTLE while I was listening to it, and it made for the most incredible background music.)

Moving to some softer songs, 'She Couldn't' (again, suicidal themes) is also very good, although at least I can see why this one never ended up on an album: it was recorded in the Hybrid Theory era and wouldn't have fit with the harder sound of their other songs at the time, and the sampling might have created legal issues. And I love the instrumentation and singing on Blackbirds, although the lyrics hurt.

(Hard to think of any song from this band where the lyrics don't hurt. I'm doing a little better now (writing that horrible Until Dawn timeloop fic was incredibly cathartic and helped me claw myself out of a bad psychological dip), but it's been a really tough month. Chester's death in many ways feels like the death of my childhood, and it also got tangled up in my head with the death of a friend of mine under similar circumstances years ago, so I've been grieving on a weird number of levels.

WAIT, CURSES, I GOT SAD IN AN ENTRY AGAIN AND THE RULES SAY I HAVE TO POST SOMETHING CUTE TO MAKE UP FOR IT. Here are Chester and Joe putting on a stupid puppet show with puppets of the band members. I love the 'making fun of friends you know really well' feel of it. I also enjoyed Chester bouncing around ridiculously to a silly version of 'One Step Closer'.)
rionaleonhart: top gear: the start button on a bugatti veyron. (going down tonight)
I have now listened through all seven Linkin Park studio albums from beginning to end! I've bookmarked a... frankly ridiculous number of tracks, although most of them were in my bookmarks before I actively started listening to full albums. (Counting non-album tracks, I have bookmarked over fifty Linkin Park songs. Fifty. There are more than half a hundred Linkin Park songs I love. They are the best band ever and all the other bands are just going to have to deal with it.)

Here is my definitive, unfaultable ranking of which albums are the best, determined through the following extremely scientific method:

METHODOLOGY: Which album have I bookmarked the most tracks from?
CONCLUSION: That one's the best.

I am a woman of simple needs. I don't care about how well the songs flow together or how coherent the album's themes feel. I just want a load of songs I like to listen to. As such, I am not going to make adjustments based on the total number of tracks. Screw your percentages. A twelve-track album on which I like eleven tracks is better than a ten-track album on which I like all ten, because it gives me more songs to listen to endlessly. If you think that's unfair, One More Light, you shouldn't have skimped on the tracks!

A couple of caveats:

- I listened to Hybrid Theory from beginning to end many times as a teenager, so I think of it more as a full album than as a set of individual songs. I originally just bookmarked the album playlist. Since then, I've bookmarked a few particular favourites, but I haven't been quite as diligent about going 'ooh, better hang on to this one' as I have been with songs from other albums, because I know I'm never going to lose a Hybrid Theory song; at some point, I'll listen to it in full again. Its position on the list of albums may therefore be lower than it deserves. (I hadn't realised until just now that I'd left the eternal classics 'Papercut' and 'Crawling' off my bookmark list. Better fix that.)

- The entire One More Light album is now pretty painful. I listened to it from beginning to end before we lost Chester, but I haven't been able to bring myself to since. There are songs on there I might decide to bookmark if I heard them another time or two (e.g. 'Battle Symphony'), but right now I just can't.

Weird discovery in the course of this adventure: 'New Divide' was never on a Linkin Park album? Really? Are you sure? I mean, I wasn't expecting 'Rolling in the Deep' or that silly song about jellyfish to be on any of their studio albums, but 'New Divide'?

I don't particularly expect anyone to be interested in this entry, but TOO BAD, I'M WRITING IT ANYWAY.


The definitive, absolute scientific ranking of Linkin Park albums. )


I found myself feeling unexpectedly chipper whilst compiling this entry! Chipperness has been in short supply for the last few weeks and I was terrified it might have fled me entirely, so this is great news. I just love this band! I love talking about this band! And maybe I can never enjoy them in the same way again, but I'm relieved to realise that doesn't necessarily mean I can't enjoy them at all.

(IMPORTANT EDIT FROM THE FUTURE: this absolute scientific ranking is wrong and Hybrid Theory is better as an album than Meteora (in my heart). Even if Meteora has individual tracks that are better than anything on Hybrid Theory, Hybrid Theory is the one I'd choose if you invited me to listen to one from beginning to end.)
rionaleonhart: kingdom hearts: sora, riku and kairi having a friendly chat. (and they returned home)
Having now listened to Minutes to Midnight from beginning to end: yep, favourite Linkin Park album. (Even if it contains 'Leave Out All the Rest' and 'Bleed It Out' and 'Shadow of the Day' in immediate succession, which is such a high concentration of agonising lyrics that it's almost hilarious.) 'Wake', 'Given Up' and 'In Between' are the only songs I didn't love enough to bookmark, and I still like them (and I have to respect Chester for holding that scream in 'Given Up' for an entire sixteen seconds). I'd never heard 'Valentine's Day' before; it's so pretty! (And heartbreaking. LIKE EVERYTHING.)

(EDIT: Wait, I had 'Given Up' bookmarked all along! I hadn't realised because it was in the wrong folder. The best album.)

No more Linkin Park in this entry, I promise. (I wish this band could stop being my primary fandom. I'd sort of hoped my mind would go 'yikes, suppose I'd better latch onto something else' when they went from causing me joy to causing me intense sadness, but instead it's going 'NOPE, I'VE TAKEN OUT A SUBSCRIPTION AND THIS IS STILL THE ONLY THING YOU'RE ALLOWED TO CARE ABOUT.' I can't even distract myself by throwing myself into writing, because I can only write for whatever I'm currently fannish about, and writing Linkin Park fanfiction would be far too weird and upsetting! I mean, no offence, guys, I love you, but this has not been one of my better fandom experiences.)

(EDIT: Wait, I forgot the rule that I'm not allowed to be sad about Chester without also posting something cute about him! Swanning around in a cape.)


I really love the friendships at the heart of Pretty Little Liars. I'd assumed this was just going to be a show about awful people being awful! But instead it's largely about good people being awful, and that gives it a lot of charm. I suppose it appeals to me in the same way Dangan Ronpa and Higurashi do, although Pretty Little Liars doesn't contain quite as much murder. Here are some teenagers! They're largely good-hearted and they care about each other. Let's watch them make horrible, horrible mistakes.

My other favourite thing from Pretty Little Liars is A's increasingly stupid methods of sending messages. The best so far: sneaking a message into a fortune cookie. 'Writing a message on one of a fortune teller's tarot cards, apparently in the knowledge that that card will be deployed when one of the people you're blackmailing is having her fortune read' was also top-quality.


Although I tend to get more invested in good-hearted characters, I can appreciate the occasional awful person in fiction. Our household has been watching Gypsy on Netflix, or, as we've taken to calling it, Bad Decisions Therapist. It's very slow-paced and I might not have stuck with it if I hadn't been watching with my housemates, but I'm enjoying what a terrible person the main character (the titular bad decisions therapist) is. My favourite scene so far is her trying to drag details of her patient's sex life out of him because it's turning her on. She's not the worst fictional therapist you could go to, but only because Hannibal Lecter exists.

(...as a character. I don't think Hannibal Lecter actually exists.)

My housemate challenged me to write fanfiction about the protagonist playing 'fuck, marry, kill' with Hannibal (specifically of the television series Hannibal). Here is the terrible result:


"Okay," Jean says, trying to keep her smile under control. "It's unprofessional, I know, but... your patients. Fuck, marry, kill?"

Hannibal nods thoughtfully. He seems to be taking the question a little more seriously than she'd anticipated. "Will."

There's a pause.

"Wait, which one?" she asks.

"Will," Hannibal says.
rionaleonhart: kingdom hearts: riku, blindfolded and smiling slightly. (we'll be the darkness)
I posted a thread about Chester Bennington on an anonmeme and got some nice replies, so I'm going to link it here in case I ever want to look back at it. (I'm not good at being anonymous. I was thinking 'isn't it weird to link to something I posted anonymously?' and then thought 'well, it's not as if anyone who happened across that thread wouldn't have been able to guess it was me.') It felt really good to celebrate his music, rather than just mourning his death.

So I'm going to do some more celebration of his music here! Two songs for each of Linkin Park's seven studio albums, one popular (more than ten million views on the official Linkin Park YouTube channel) and one more obscure (fewer than five million). Compiling this list really made me realise how varied Linkin Park's output has been.


In which I ramble about a load of Linkin Park songs. )


As a bonus, my favourite non-Linkin Park song by Chester: Inside of Me, Dead by Sunrise. I love the pace and energy and ferocity of it, and I find it really difficult to resist a well-timed 'whoa-oh'.

I'm also pretty sad that this apparently never became a full-length song. 'Down on the fairytale path, there is a wizard awaiting you...'


So many songs in this entry, and it barely scratches the surface of Chester Bennington's contribution to music. Sometimes I can hardly believe he was a real person. He once broke his wrist at the start of a live show and went right on singing for the next hour. What a guy.

If you're particularly fond of any of his songs, incidentally, I'd be interested to hear about them!
rionaleonhart: final fantasy versus xiii: a young woman at night, her back to you, the moon high above. (nor women neither)
A month ago today, I was in the O2, watching Chester Bennington bound around the stage. The stage was incredibly far from our seats, the performers were tiny, but his voice filled the arena and he had so much energy. Linkin Park's music had been a part of my life since I was twelve or thirteen years old, but I'd never really taken notice of the people behind it before. I fell a little in love.

Two weeks ago today, we lost him forever.

I keep thinking I'm okay and then realising I'm not.


I'm going to put this sadness under a cut. )


Okay, I'm not allowed to be sad about Chester without also posting something silly or cute about him. That's the rule. Here is Chester going to great lengths to scare Mike. Also, here is a video of pigeons backed by Linkin Park music, which is hilarious to me and I don't know why.

(Be aware that there's a lot of discussion of losing people to suicide in the Dreamwidth comments.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (lot of ground to cover)
This entry keeps accumulating sad bits. Let's cut out the sad bits. I'm tired of being sad.

[personal profile] magistrate has reminded me of this 'does music make food taste better?' experiment with Chester and Mike, which can still make me smile even after this loss. They sing a screaming rock song about cup noodles about two minutes in. It's incredible. Gladiolus would be proud.

I'm also enjoying 'Things in My Jeep', a Lonely Island song on which Linkin Park feature. I don't know why Chester screaming about trivial things makes me so happy.


It's been hard to focus on much, but I've started watching Pretty Little Liars, and it's the most effective distraction I've found so far because everything is SO STUPID. It's just wall-to-wall teenagers making the worst decisions possible, and it's incredible. Nothing's ever boring! There's always a new ridiculous plot development around the corner! I almost crowed in delight at the inevitable 'surprise, the guy you slept with is YOUR NEW TEACHER.'

'We're only on episode six!' I found myself yelling at the screen at one point. 'How can so much possibly have happened?'

I really like Hanna. She's not at all the character I thought she would be. She's shoplifting a pair of sunglasses when we first meet her, which isn't the best of first impressions, and I thought she was going to be the stereotypical shallow 'queen bee' character - a bit of a Regina George. But she's got a good heart. When she learnt about the relationship between Emily and Maya, I wasn't sure what her reaction would be; I was really touched when she started subtly, awkwardly trying to let Emily know that she'd have support if she came out.

I really like everyone's complicated feelings about Alison as well. She's the worst! They're all extremely aware that she's the worst! But that doesn't mean they don't miss her, and the way she made them feel part of something special.

(I just looked up Pretty Little Liars on IMDB to check the spelling of Alison's name, and apparently Alison's actress appears in every single episode. That's pretty impressive. She's constantly, constantly, constantly present in their lives, even if she's not physically there.

Also HOW ARE THERE 160 EPISODES, I'VE ONLY WATCHED EIGHT AND THEY'VE ALREADY CRAMMED IN JUST ABOUT EVERY STUPID PLOT DEVELOPMENT POSSIBLE.)
rionaleonhart: final fantasy x-2: the sun is rising, yuna looks to the future. (hope is all we have)
I've never grieved for a public figure like this before. I'm not sure I even realised it was possible. I loved Hybrid Theory so much when it first came out, but I didn't really get to know the band members as individuals until the concert a few weeks ago, so it's a weird double-punch of 'he's been important to you since you were a child' and 'you didn't know him for long enough'.

My birthday was two days before Chester's death, and [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus gave me a DVD of Linkin Park's 2010 'Shadow of the Day' concert in Madrid. I was actually watching it when the news broke, and, unsurprisingly, I didn't finish it that day. I couldn't contemplate watching it yesterday, either, when I hadn't slept enough and I was still intermittently crying and I could barely eat. (Getting tearful again typing this, come on. I'll move past this, I'll be okay.) But this morning, after a full night's sleep, I started it up where I had left off, in the hope it might offer some sort of catharsis.

I think it helped.

Below the cut are the text messages I sent to [livejournal.com profile] th_esaurus while I was watching, both before and after. I'll spare you the messages I sent at the moment I actually learnt the news.


Linkin Park, 'Shadow of the Day' concert DVD, interrupted reactions. )


Thank you for everything, Chester. I wish you hadn't left us. I wish we could have spoken. You'll be missed.