Craig is going to Armstrong the shit out of The Great Gatsby score

I'm on a weird sleep schedule this week due to the fact that I'm working whack ass hours. I'm picking up the slack for someone else. I'm the new guy. Am I going to say "no" to my boss when he asks me to help him out? Hence my blogging in the middle of the fucking night.

Big films usually have the various artist soundtracks with all the current hot shit artists. I generally use soundtrack and score interchangeably in reference to composers. As far as I know, the difference between the soundtrack and score is that a soundtrack is the music for the motion picture where various trending artists have their songs and a film score is when a composer creates pieces of music specifically for the film. I'll have to consult my musical expert for clarification. And yes, I have a legit music expert. I'm special.

The Great Gatsby comes out in a week. Whether or not Baz Luhrmann bastardizes the book or not, it looks like it'll be pretty good. Great Gatsby's soundtrack comes out on the 7th. From what I've heard so far it isn't half bad. What I'm really looking forward to is the score. Besides Australia, Craig Armstrong has done Baz Luhrmann's other films. Who the hell knows when the actually score will be released. His scores are always released a year after the release of the film.

Craig Armstrong hasn't done a lot of big name films but he is good nonetheless. He has released a couple of his own albums which are pretty damn good. So in anticipation for the release of Great Gatsby and that Craig Armstrong is doing the score, I am featuring some of the songs he did for the past Luhrmann films.

O Verona

O Verona (Reprise)

Balcony Scene

Mercutio's Death

I've never actually seen Moulin Rouge in its entirety. I'm not really one for musicals. In any case, I forget the circumstance but I was sitting through with the credits running in the background and this came on. I love it.

Bolero (specifically played in closing credits)

I couldn't play Craig Armstrong without playing the one song he is most famous for. It has been used in A LOT of things. It was one of the very first songs that got me hooked to film scores. 

Escape

Why do you smile that way? l never know if you’re judging me, absolving me or mocking me.

It’s time for some serious vague-blogging and not so subtle analogies.

Let’s say you work on something for two months. You work on it every day because you want to. You don’t do it as a project or a task or because you have to or whatever. You do it because you genuinely want to. It quickly becomes a ride. Like all rides, they have to end. The big question in the back of your mind is “when will it end?” You try and not let the thought consume you because it just makes the ride not that enjoyable. Then SUDDENLY, sooner than later, that ride comes to a screeching halt… halted by the brick wall you saw coming down the track. Was the ride worth it? Was it not? Let’s see…you wasted your time AND money. But what’s money, right? You can make more. The time, though, that’s the real fucking bitch. You can’t get that back. In the grand scheme of things, two months is fucking nothing. Can you say it was wasted? If you work on something, every day, for two months straight and then you have nothing to show for it… would that be considered a waste? How can it not be?

The whole ride was amazing… well up until the brick wall part of course. It was the most enjoyment you've had in a very long time. You saw the brick wall coming. Part of you was stupid enough to believe that the ride would divert itself or maybe even better, break through the brick wall. The truth is that you aren't angry at the spent time with zero results, although the word “wasted” is the first thing that comes to mind. You can be angry at whatever or whomever all you want. That’s not going to fix anything. What you are really angry at is yourself. No matter how short or long the ride was you are angry at yourself for letting yourself get on that ride again. The sad part is that the ride isn't that different from the others. You fucking KNEW the risks getting on that ride. Red flags, bells and whistles were going off but you ignored them. You always ignore them. How can one be so fucking stupid? You do it OVER and OVER and OVER again. It’s because you want it SO fucking bad, nothing else matters. The risk is worth it. Is it, though? You are so god damn lonely that you take this serious gamble each time. Maybe the likely chance of getting hurt can be outweighed by the even greater reward of it actually working. You continue to think like this naïve child that this faint glimmer of hope and reality can actually exist. Seriously, when are you fucking going to learn? Will you ever learn? Probably not…

You need to stop getting on fucked up rides. You must attract the fucked up rides or the fucked up rides attract you. Probably both…

All you can do is just dust yourself off from the sudden end to the ride. You look for the next. Back to the drawing board. And now back to your regularly scheduled program, already in progress...

All of that aside and at the end of the day, you miss that person. You miss the friend you've come to know. Unfortunately now it's a push-pull scenario. At this point you would just be doing more harm than good. So then tally ho then, right? Fight the good fight and carry on.