mic’s broken, so no recording tonight. Sorry guys :(
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…oh yeah. ‘sweep’ and ‘in the streets’ maybe? it’s only a half-rhyme though.
THAT’S GOOD ENOUGH
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hush it’s my birthday and i can be excited if i want to also what’s wrong with the line i don’t understand
Trolls don’t measure the time in years.
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Don’t know why you’re so excited
I think this’ll do as far as length goes, but I welcome any feedback! I doubt I’ll have time to record anything this weekend but look out for it next week.
Well I’ve been a lover for many a year
I’ve waltzed in the ballrooms and jigged on the piers
I’ve coddled and cuddled and kissed and the rest
But it’s flirting and fucking, it’s those I do best!
Now I had a lover, Karina her name
And she caught me, ensnared me, tried me for to tame
But I loved her and left her, my pretty young dove
The loving was good, but’t’s the leaving I love!
For there’s a hole in my bucket, and try as I may
I never can manage to keep it well filled
Though I swore I was constant and promised to stay
I’ve a thousand and one other lovers to thrill
Seeyan was a dancer, a fine looking girl
She covered her clothing in ribbons and pearls
By moonlight we danced for the highbloods’ good time
And by daytime a dance of a different kind.
Well I had a matesprit, a pretty young lad
And I’d swear he’s the best pail that I ever had
I said I’d be his ‘til the end of my days
But two legs and a fine set of glutes caught my gaze
There’s a hole in my bucket and try as I might
I’ll ne’er have a surfeit of black or of red
The beast with two backs loves the day and the night
I’ll shag ‘fore I sleep, and I’ll sleep when I’m dead!
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[…] try to imagine fandom’s reaction if the next big Holmes adaptation to come along had Holmes and Watson as British, yeah - young black British men, living case to case on a council estate in a dodgy area of London. How fandom would react if Sherlock Holmes didn’t employ street kids and homeless people like trained animals to do his bidding, but instead was part of that invisible underclass; if instead of having his eccentricities tolerated~ by Scotland Yard on account of being the Great White Genius, Sherlock Holmes, BME, school dropout, and sometime addict, was regarded by the police as practically a criminal already, one more thug, one more junkie, one more dealer in the making. If he had to choose between buying the week’s groceries or palming a twenty to a bored constable for the chance to spend five minutes on a crime scene, in the hope that whoever’s under enough pressure to deal with crime rates in the neighbourhood will pay him enough for a perp to feed himself and Watson for a month or two. If the greatest threat to his safety were police brutality, or the prospect of being done for a snitch; if his arch enemy weren’t Moriarty, but the systemic poverty and inequality that has him helping out his oppressors just to get by, and that makes the other side of the law look more tempting to someone with his skills every day.
I would watch the hell out of that. I’d even write for it. What do you do with Mycroft being part of the “Establishment” then? Mycroft works at the local youth center? Mycroft as a pastor, deeply disapproving of his brother’s failure to reject street culture and conform? Hell, Mycroft IS the police? Token affirmative-action face of colour, should have made DI ages ago but is still a PC even though half the force secretly ask his help? And because they resent Mycroft, they resent Sherlock even more, fueling the rivalry? Lestrade can stay a DI, with the authority to choose to work with either Holmes but not enough authority to force everyone else to do so.
I’m curious to see how Mrs Hudson and Moriarty would work in this.
Holy fuck this would be truly awesome. Mrs Hudson could be a nice woman who occasionally makes the boys a meal or offers up a warm bed during severe weather. And Moriarty, fuck. He could be like a well-to-do man who previously was in Sherlock’s situation. He somehow moved on from that kind of life, and sees a lot of himself in Sherlock actually, but hates for that reminder. Wants to take Sherlock down, put him back in his place.
Shit, this would be bloody brilliant.
aaaaalllll stuff I want to cram into the ‘#221b baker towers’ tag proper. DAMN YOU TUMBLR.
Just when you think all the juice has been drained out of that particular orange.
I would watch this with a vengeance.
…fucking hell this needs to be done.
Well I had a matesprit, a pretty young lad
And I’d swear he’s the best pail that I ever had
I said I’d be his ‘til the end of my days
But two legs and a fine set of glutes caught my gaze
I have to complete the chorus, modified chorus, possibly another verse or two. But here is the most recent verse of There’s a hole in my bucket.
