So this happened. 

1 month in the making (I worked on it on and off).  

252 post-its. 

3 black sharpies. 

This was the most challenging post-it project to date because of all the detail, but I think it turned out pretty damn awesome. 

I love sojushots' illustration "La Belle et la Bête", it's amazingly inspiring and adorably cute! (and he had me with the French title, I don't know what it is with French language that makes me want to sing! :D) The same story, different ending... This song is dedicated to all the Beasts out there with broken hearts, believe me, that Beauty wasn't good enough for you! ;)

I would've wanted to sing this one more time, (some lazy pronunciation and out-of-tuneness, sorry!) but I don't think I'll have time to do it 'cause I wanted to upload this before the holidays... So I might get back to this some day! Now just think of this more like story-telling with a melody, not singing a story! :D (plus: accordion, percussion, strings, xylophone... all remixing is, as always, more than welcomed!)

I wish you all the Happiest Holidays, ENJOY everything <3

Lyrics:

A long time ago, in a story so old
There was a beauty and and a beast, or so I’ve been told
They were these two strangers, two lonely souls
But it’s not what you think, no, here’s how it goes:

Lets start with the Beast, he was ugly and scary
Pathetic and poor, and horribly hairy
The outside was rough, but once he smiled
You could see that he had a heart of gold inside

The Beast loved a Beauty, this pretty little thing
She was the fairest of them all, and she could dance and sing
But unlike the beast whose love shined the best
She loved herself, never cared for the rest

La Belle et la bête (the beauty and the beast)
Quelle tragédie (what a tragedy)
Elle est comme le jour (she is like the day)
Il est comme la nuit (he is like the night)
Il est amoureux (he is in love)
Elle ne se soucie pas (she doesn't care)
Vont-ils mourir tout seule? (Will they die alone?)
On verra (We'll see)

One day the beast found the Beauty ”Perfection”
Sitting by the lake (making love to her reflection)
The Beast then decided that it was the time
To tell the pretty Beauty of his feelings inside

He stepped out from the shades with a flower in hand
Said bravely: ”My lady, the fairest in this land,
I might not be a prince, but my heart beats for you!”
Oh the Beauty just laughed, so cold, so cruel

”You smelly old fat hairy pig”, she said
”You thought I could love you? I’d rather be dead!”
Still laughing she turned and danced to her home
Leaving the Beast, heart-broken, alone

La Belle et la Bête…

While the Beauty lives all by herself still today
The Beast learned his lesson and changed his ways
He found that true beauty cannot be seen
And that things are most likely not what they seem

done with watercolours and india ink :)

thank you everyone for contributions for the collaboration - excellent work on the designing Mademoiselle Noir's world :)

*download for the better quality

EDIT// I thought this could fit the theme of outsiders! :)

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I have always loved sojushots' amazing illustration "let down your hair", and now it inspired me to write this song. It's a bit darker than the original story of rapunzel, just like the illustration. The same story, different ending! :))

I would love love love loove it if someone would add some accordian or strings to this song, you know, to build it up bigger, and then maybe in the final verses also some drums..... it would be awesome...... ;)

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Here are the lyrics:

A man came across this old tower one day It was straight like from a book he once read He lifted his head up and saw this young lady And here's what the lady said:

CHORUS "Moi je m'appelle mademoiselle Noir Et comme vous pouvez le voir Je ne souris, ni ris, ni vis Et c'est tout ce qu'elle a dit"*

The man was so scared he could only run away He ran to the town and then said: "I just saw a lady with the longest dark hair And I think she's a living dead!"

The people, so scared, took their guns and their swords They ran to the tower and then They saw the pale lady and felt a great fear When they heard how she said it again:

CHORUS 

The people, they knew what this all was about She was clearly a demon from hell They decided to set her long hair on fire In the end it would burn her as well

But the lady was no demon she was a lonely soul Just like in that book they once read Still waiting for her prince while her hair was on fire The one last time she said:

CHORUS 

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(*"Me, my name is miss Black And like you can see I don't smile or laugh or live" And that's all she said.)

Enjoy <3

//CHORDS were requested:

verse:

C#m, B, E
C#m, B, G#

chorus:

C#m, G#m/B, Amaj7
C#m, B/D#, A, B
E, G#, A
A, B
C#, G#, C#, G#
C#, G#, C# 

I was gonna design a logo...but it turned more into a postcard type design...

If anyone wants to play with it...I can upload the layers...

I was inspired by TheSerpentTheCharmer's departure poster...It's a little messy but I just wanted to get back into Remixing...

Random road poster...