the road to hell is paved with...mullet rock?

[bedlamsbard]

Argh, now I'm trying to figure out what music the mysteriously malfunctioning car radio is playing while Ellie Browder talks with the devil. So far we've got "Hell's Bells", "Highway to Hell", "The Devil Went Down to Georgia", and "Crossroad Blues."

Yes. Because that's not subtle at all.

Well, I guess it helps that my MC's drunk. And driving, but then you have to consider that she just watched high school football and her husband's dead, so that makes it -- not all that much better, but more explainable. And the devil's in her passenger seat, but she doesn't quite realize that yet.

ARGH. DIE YOU BASTARD DIE. Any other music suggestions?

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[mentalhygiene.livejournal.com]

Maybe "Hey ho Let's Go/Blitzkrieg Bop"?

Further in the unsubtle, there's "Don't fear the reaper".

Possibly absurd, but "Plastic Jesus".

"Welcome to the Jungle"?

Anything by Christina Aguilera?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Oh, lord. *snort* "Welcome to the Jungle" might work. I don't think "Don't Fear the Reaper" quite works, though. Oh, God, this is so hard to write. I don't think I can drag this out for another two pages. She's just getting to the "sells her soul" part, and I want to try and work in that the devil knows her husband isn't actually dead, but I can't figure out how to do that.

[mentalhygiene.livejournal.com]

Could also be "Enter Sandman" or "Die, Die My Darling". Except the latter, doesn't really lend itself to ambient car music.

The concept reminds me a bit of a variation on a "Monkey's Paw"-type story, btw.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Blue Oyster Cult's "Burnin' For You." That oughta do it. Especially for the lines "I can't see no reason to put up a fight/I'm livin' for givin' the devil his due."

So..."Hell's Bells", "The Devil Went Down to Georgia", and "Highway to Hell" for the buildup, "Welcome to the Jungle" for the deal, and "Burnin' For You" for the immediate aftermath. I've never heard "Crossroad Blues", and that might be way too obvious, but I kind of want something that works for the next day aftermath.

ARGH. *bangs head against desk* DEATH DEATH DEATH.

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

"The Devil Went Down To Georgia" is, without a doubt, one of my favorite country songs of all times. I know EVERY word to it, and regularly find myself humming it.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

"The Devil Went Down To Georgia" is the song that started the original version of this story off. Originally, Ellie went to the crossroads deliberatley to summon the devil, and did it by singing "The Devil Went Down to Georgia." In this version, it's all a long convoluted plot by the devil. Oh, shit. Why the hell does he want her soul specifically? Is it just because she was accidentally sitting at a crossroads getting dropdead drunk? ARGH. *headdesk, headdesk, headdesk*

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Why does the devil ever want a soul?

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Hell if I know. Because it looks pretty on his wall? Because he can look up at the heavens and yell, "Hey, you! Yeah, you, the one on the big chair! Look what I have and you don't!" Or is it just because he likes fucking with people's heads whatever way he can?

*sigh*

[bigdamncrow.livejournal.com]

Sympathy for the Devil?

[limmenel.livejournal.com]

Well, there's the whole Balance thing in some stories, right? So if the Devil thinks that the Guys Up There are after a soul, he'll go after it just to be contrary. And heaven doesn't have any logic in picking it's souls... *shrug*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

But that's unnecessary exposition! And I don't think I could fit into the story, especially since Josh Browder isn't actually dead. Now, if he was, it might be worth it just because he's the devil and he's a mean fucker, so he could separate Josh Browder, who'd be going to heaven, from his beloved wife, Ellie, who'd be going to Hell because of her deal. But that does not work for various reasons.

Hell, maybe it is just because she was sitting at a crossroads and he's bored. ARGH. *headdesk ad infitum*

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

*checks lyrics* Hmm, that should work. Now, to figure out where to slot it in.