Music Monday- Unforgettable

Beautiful black and white rose with note on the petals

I grew up in a conservative Christian household and only listened to various forms of music in the Christian genre. My favorite was bluegrass gospel. I love a banjo! I also listened to classical instrumental music.

As a writer, I have recently begun tuning into country love songs. Maybe I should consider pop or rock songs too but something about contemporary country gets me even though you seldom hear a banjo or mandolin. At any rate, I skip the songs that aren’t about happy love stories. I’m such a romantic sap! So, that’s just an explanation of the type of tunes you’ll find on this thread because I have very limited experiences in anything else unless I hear it in a movie.

Inspired by Leenie Brown, I am going to try matching my posts for the week to my Music Mondays and start a micro fiction thread on Thursdays. Stay tuned!

I’ve loved “Unforgettable” by Thomas Rhett since I first heard it. I was on a road trip the other day and this time when it came on, I started thinking about a Jane Bennet and Charles Bingley scene. Can you pinpoint why?

It was the 14th of October
And that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said “yeah, right”
We were talkin’ for a minute
Then some guy tried to cut in
You took my hand and we pretended
Like I was your guy
Oh, and I tried to guess your middle name
For thirty minutes bet we played that game
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
We were dancin’, we were buzzin’
Takin’ shots like it was nothin’
Did the runnin’ man, you loved it
Yeah, you laughed out loud
You brushed away your blonde hair
And you kissed me out of nowhere
I can still show you the spot
Where everything went down
Oh, I told you I was gonna marry you
You probably didn’t think that it was true
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
Oh, that night was just like you, baby
I can taste the mango-rita you were drinkin’
And it feels just like it was last weekend
That we jumped in
Right off the deep end
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
Songwriters: Ashley Gorley / Jesse Frasure / Shane L McAnally / Thomas Rhett
Unforgettable lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd

Music Monday- Lose My Mind

Certain songs just remind me of characters and various scenes I put them in. The following song comes on my writing playlist regularly and I think perfectly fits how the young Fitzwilliam Darcy of Loving Elizabeth feels when he meets his best friend’s little sister, Elizabeth.

Will’s lips left hers, desperate for the taste of her skin. Elizabeth moaned, bringing some of his mind back to the present. Still, he trailed down her neck, pressing kisses on the sensitive flesh until he found her pulse point and could feel her heart’s rapid beats for him. Elizabeth shuddered against him and he dropped his head to her shoulder.

“Elizabeth,” Will rasped as both of their chests rose and fell in quick spurts. “You drive me out of my mind.”

“You make me crazy and I kinda like it.” That’s the epitome of their early relationship. This young Darcy is far less well-regulated than the man we know from Jane Austen’s story. He and Elizabeth butt heads but he sure enjoys it.

I’m hoping to start posting Loving Elizabeth in a few weeks!

Music Monday- Somebody Like You

This song is over fifteen years old and I totally forgot about until I heard it on the radio last weekend on a road trip. This could be the theme song for The Secrets of Pemberley! My Mr. Darcy definitely feels like this! He’s made mistakes. He’s terribly flawed. However, he wants to love someone like Elizabeth who is the epitome of sunshine and goodness to him. Then, he learns to let go of the past, forgive himself, and be a better man. ❤

Here’s the full lyrics. Somebody Like You by John Shanks and Keith Urban, 2002. Performed by Keith Urban.

There’s a new wind blowin’ like I’ve never known.
I’m breathin’ deeper than I’ve ever done.
And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

An’ I’m lettin’ go of all my lonely yesterdays.
I’ve forgiven myself for the mistakes I’ve made.
Now there’s just one thing, the only thing I wanna do, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin’ down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
You let me know there’s nothing in this world I can’t do.

I used to run in circles goin’ no-where fast.
I’d take, uh, one step forward end up two steps back.
Couldn’t walk a straight line even if I wanted to, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Whoa here we go now!

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin’ down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
Well, baby there ain’t nothing in this world I can’t do.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to understand,
But you’re teachin’ me to be a better man.
I don’t want to take this life for granted like I used to do, no, no.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

I’m ready to love somebody,
Love somebody like you. Oooh.

An’ I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you, yeah.

Oh yeah.
Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night,
Shinin’ like it’s true.
I wanna be the man that you run to whenever I call on you
When everything that loved someone finally found it’s way
Wanna be a better man
I see it in you yeah…

Music Monday- The Surprise Symphony

I ran across this symphony while doing some research for music which would have been new during Darcy’s early childhood in my upcoming release The Secrets of Pemberley. Its composed by Joseph Haydn, who I personally prefer over Bach and Mozart and think is entirely underrated. It’s also known as Symphony No. 94 in G Major and was one of twelve written in London in 1791. It was first performed in the Hanover Square Rooms in 1792 and Haydn sat at the pianoforte. The classical era orchestra consisted of  flutes, oboes, bassoons, horns, trumpets, timpani,  violins, violas, cellos, and double basses and lasts about 23 minutes in its entirety. 

Haydn wrote many jokes into his works and this piece earns its nickname due to the sudden loud (fortissimo) chord at the ending of an otherwise quiet (piano) movement. He was said to have wanted to give the audience something they had not heard before. They instantly cried for an encore. 

Here is a brief excerpt of The Secrets of Pemberley. Darcy is in a music shop and reminded of a memory with his mother.

He wandered around the store. A memory flickered through his mind. He was only seven years old and in the small Scottish cottage with his mother. She had been reading the London newspapers and had received a letter from a friend about a concert she attended. His mother wept over not being able to attend the hailed genius of Joseph Haydn. She was told The Surprise was sublime and ordered sheet music. There was no pianoforte in the cottage but the rector had one. Lady Anne diligently practiced so often Darcy could hum the tune. As a child, he particularly enjoyed the sudden changes in volume. Seeing the others occupied, Darcy found a copy and ran his fingers over it.

 

What did you think of it? Did it surprise you?

Music Monday- Marry Me

This is one of those songs where the very first time I hard it, I started to get ideas for a story. I’ve recently watched the music video for the first time and got a totally different sort of plot bunny for it. For one, I imagine a man drowning his sorrows in in a library at the wedding breakfast when a bluestocking walks in and they’re found in a compromising position. You know I love those forced marriage stories! For the other, the heroine looks like she’s going to marry someone else and at the last minute ends up with the hero–the boy next door. I know they sound pretty basic right now…but just wait. I hope you enjoy and have a great Monday!

Music Monday- A Postcard to Henry Purcell

Frequently while writing, I will listen to the soundtrack of the 2005 Pride and Prejudice adaptation. I adore it! I also recently bought the sheet music to the soundtrack so I can muddle my way through some passages with my own inventive sense of rhythm. Maybe one day I’ll take formal piano classes.

A few years ago while editing Letters from the Heart, a beta had commented that she thought Elizabeth and Jane would refer to men only as Mr. __. I spent a great deal of time looking through Pride and Prejudice to discover that Elizabeth and Jane frequently dropped the Mr. once they knew a gentleman well–the same way that Kitty and Lydia did. In consulting other Austen books and works of the time, I became convinced there was not an impropriety in doing so when not speaking to his face. Hence, it was different than Caroline Bingley calling Elizabeth by the pet name Eliza. I imagine it’s the way we might call the leader of a country by his or her surname amongst our friends but if we ever encountered the person we would use a formal address.

I also discovered something most interesting. Elizabeth’s usage of Darcy vs. Mr. Darcy reminded me of a dance. They would seem to understand one another a little better and she called him Darcy in conversation to others. Then, they would have another misunderstanding and suddenly he was MR. Darcy again. There was such a push-pull effect about it.

Around this time I was falling in love with the 2005 adaptation of Pride and Prejudice and I think the song during the Netherfield ball, A Postcard to Henry Purcell, along with the choreography of the dance, perfectly captures the back and forth that is Darcy and Elizabeth’s relationship.

Henry Purcell was a baroque composer and lived 1659-1695. The piece on the soundtrack is a nod at his style of composing. And yes, I know baroque would have been terribly out of fashion by the Regency period. However, all adaptations make this error. The only one I have seen which does not is the 2009 Emma. Instead, it includes an original number of “Jenny’s Market.”

Despite it not being period correct, I think the music serves the film brilliantly in this scene and applaud Dario Marianelli for his fantastic score.