This was a surprisingly difficult mix for me to put together, as I wasn't really sure what kind of tone I wanted it to have. I eventually tried to go for something that alternated playful/sexy and dreamy, but I ended up cutting a bunch of artists I'd been dead-set on including and...idk, I'm happy with it, but I'm not sure it's my best. I'd been wanting to do a Finnick mix for a very long time. I don't know that I necessarily play favorites with THG because I like most of the characters but I do have a particular affinity for Finnick. All of the victors are immensely interesting. They're all children when they have to deal with such horrible circumstances and it creates a particular dichotomy in Finnick: he's a Career and he's good at it too, but he's also a good person at heart so he has to reconcile not only being forced to kill but being skilled at it on top of that. Finnick's whole life is a series of being effortlessly good at things that he absolutely does not want to do, and being forced to do those things anyway. For me, he might be one of the saddest characters in the series, and it's even sadder that he dies without ever getting to experience a life free of pain. So to bring it round, that's what I tried to get across here tonally and lyrically: Finnick's two sides, his personal truth and the face he shows the world to hide it, and how that breaks down over time.
Also, unfortunately, some bitching: 8tracks was giving me such a flipping hard time. It kept messing up the songs I uploaded?? Like it would speed them up/make them high-pitched or it would just be a totally different song. Has anyone else had trouble like that? It was driving me insane. The only reason I'm bringing it up is because I was ultimately forced to use a different version of "La Mer" than I wanted to, which is probably a tiny detail no one will be bothered by except me. But man am I bothered by it.
finnick odair is something of a living legend in panem.
since he won the 65th hunger games when he was only fourteen, he's still one of the youngest victors.
it took about a week for his competitors to realize that he was the one to kill, but it was too late.
when he received a silver parachute with a trident – which may be the most expensive gift I've ever seen given in the arena – it was all over.
district 4's industry is fishing. he'd been on boats his whole life.
the trident was a natural, deadly extension of his arm.
fame; david bowie
fame, makes a man take things over
fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
fame, puts you there where things are hollow
got to get a rain check on pain
la mer; charles trenet
la mer
les a bercés
le long des golfes clairs
et d'une chanson d'amour
la mer
a bercé mon coeur pour la vie
dog eat dog; adam & the ants
it's easy to lay down and hide
where's the warrior without his pride?
we're gonna move real good, yeah right
we're gonna dress so fine, okay
it's dog eat dog eat dog eat dog
since he won the 65th hunger games when he was only fourteen, he's still one of the youngest victors.
it took about a week for his competitors to realize that he was the one to kill, but it was too late.
when he received a silver parachute with a trident – which may be the most expensive gift I've ever seen given in the arena – it was all over.
district 4's industry is fishing. he'd been on boats his whole life.
the trident was a natural, deadly extension of his arm.
fame; david bowie
fame, makes a man take things over
fame, lets him loose, hard to swallow
fame, puts you there where things are hollow
got to get a rain check on pain
la mer; charles trenet
la mer
les a bercés
le long des golfes clairs
et d'une chanson d'amour
la mer
a bercé mon coeur pour la vie
dog eat dog; adam & the ants
it's easy to lay down and hide
where's the warrior without his pride?
we're gonna move real good, yeah right
we're gonna dress so fine, okay
it's dog eat dog eat dog eat dog
"oh, i haven't dealt in anything as common as money for years," finnick says.
"then how do they pay you for the pleasure of your company?" i ask.
"with secrets," he says softly.
"then how do they pay you for the pleasure of your company?" i ask.
"with secrets," he says softly.
hot one; shudder to think
you're the grand one
come and court me
'cause this wooing is what I'm wanting
well you're the grand one
but darling, I'm a mess
i only have eyes for you; the flamingos
my love must be a kind of blind love
I can't see anyone but you
goin' to acapulco; calexico & jim james
it's a wicked life but what the hell
everybody's got to eat
and I'm just the same as anyone else
when it comes to scratching for my meat
"did you love annie right away, finnick?"
"no." a long time passes before he adds, "she crept up on me."
"no." a long time passes before he adds, "she crept up on me."
born to die; patrick wolf
I feel so alone on the friday nights
can you make it feel like home if I tell you you're mine?
don't make me sad, don't make me cry
sometimes love is not enough and the road gets tough
I don't know why
the guilty ones; duncan sheik
and who can say what dreams are
wake me in time to be lonely and sad
who could say what we are
this is the season for dreaming
but now our bodies are the guilty ones
who touch and color the hours
pulses gone and racing
all fits and starts
window by window you try and look into
this brave new you that you are
blue ocean floor; justin timberlake
under the water you scream so loud but the silence surrounds you
"I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find there's no relief in waking."
Something in my expression stops him. "Better not to give in to it.
It takes ten times as long to put yourself back together as it does to fall apart."