Meeting Sandy, 1969. Sandy Alister moved to Central Oregon from Florida when she got a job as a letter carrier. It was there where she met Daniel who was busy metal detecting. He was busy following the space race & was very interested to learn she lived near Cape Canaveral. The Astronot independent film streams on @primevideo while the soundtrack streams below.
Stargazing in Central Oregon. Daniel & his father Walter swing on the bench & pick out the constellations in the midnight sky. It was the Summer of 1941 & in just a few short months, Walter would be called to service. Directed by Tim Cash & written by @pennanbrae, The Astronot streams on @primevideo below with the 11-song soundtrack on all music platforms.
I was recently talking about Naomi in my replies, and whenever she enters my consciousness it’s very hard to remove her! Anyway here’s something from a few years’ ago that has been languishing in my drafts, taken during the time she and Roy were holed up in a luxury hotel. I have a lot planned for Naomi, but it’s not the right time.
In other news, work has been hammering me into the ground this week, but I’m hopeful a story post will appear within 12 hours! Hope you are all safe and well.
Okay, I know I’m on a Tumblr break, but I need to tell you something:
On Thursday, there was an orchestra concert in our town (idk if they can be considered an orchestra because the group’s quite small).
It was one of the movie soundtracks orchestra; where they play the soundtrack live while scenes from the movies play on the background. They started off by classic scores (which were beautiful too❗) like Lumos!(from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban), Lord of The Rings (In Dreams mixed with Concerning Hobbits and the classic tune), Avatar (didn’t connect with this one too much tbh), then, they came up with Mad Max: Fury road (the most epic of them all; the whole theatre was shaking under the beat of the drums)…
It was breath-takingly beautiful. They always played a small teaser before each soundtrack, so you’d know what they’re about to play… But once, they didn’t.
So we sat in the dark hall while some kind of flute started to play. I was confused to say nonetheless; there was a plain desert on the screen and I had no idea what I’ve been listening to.
And suddenly the drums started playing, violin and brass joined in… And clips from the Mandalorian started to play. I didn’t know what was happening, but I was so captivated. I barely blinked throughout the whole time and as the trumpets started to scream, my dad turned at me and asked me “Hey, why you’re crying?”. I didn’t know until that moment. The music just sucked me in.
I swear that the Mandalorian by Ludwig Goransson is one of the most beautiful scores I’ve heard until today.
WAS I REALLY SUPPOSED TO FIND OUT MYSELF OR DID YOU PLANNED ON TELLING ME?
