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Anastasia's Clone
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The second song in the 'Anastasia' series. The whole 'Anastasia' series is soon to be re-released in a re-recorded version - this skeletal version was originally released on the Undinal Songs album, 2002.
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Weightless electronic neo-folk for the 21st century. Political, sentimental, mystical and satirical by turns.
Daphne Lawless aka writes homebaked, weightless electro-folk for the 21st century. Currently working on her third full-length album, .
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Electronic • Electronica
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#23,215 today Peak #183
#5,437 in subgenre Peak #31
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Daphne Lawless
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2002 Daphne Lawless
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August 23, 2006
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MP3 4.6 MB • 128 kbps • 4:59
Story behind the song
Anastasia Moonshadow - or, as her parents call her, Stacey - is not a real person, or even an impersonation of one. However, I can safely say that I have met her. The wiccan/neo-Pagan movement is no longer distinct from the gothic subculture, to, I believe, the mutual disbenefit of both sides. This is mainly due to people like Stacey. This song is based on a story I was told as fact from local gothic circles, which later turned out not to be. So, this is a work of fiction based on a work of fiction. It can be criticised for making queer female desire look demented and obsessive, although it stands in that regard fully in the tradition of most lesbian romance fiction up to about ten years ago. The "posters of Death on the wall" of course make it clear that our heroine is a fan of Neil Gaiman, an extremely talented author and charming man who is followed by packs of Stacies wherever he goes.
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Anastasia had jet-black hair And her face was the colour of mould She walked around with a permanent sneer Her voice and her handshake were cold Miranda thought she was wonderful The most beautiful girl ever seen But Stacey didn't esteem her at all Looked through her like she wasn't there How could she be so blind? Miranda knew they were meant for each other She'd make her change her mind Climbing the drainpipe in the dead of night With her fishnets caught in the screws Swung in the window with her boots on tight Not a moment of time left to lose Miranda knew it was Stacey's room From the posters of Death on the wall She laid them out by the light of the moon On her pillow, a single rose And a poem that told of her need She rubbed her hands along Stacey's clothes And went back out the window at speed She dyed her hair, and she painted her face She wore silver and crystal and bone Of the old Miranda there was little trace She'd become Anastasia's clone With the black eyeliner and the velvet dress But still Stacey's heart was like stone - Miranda sat by the phone Waiting for Stacey to call But if you asked her what she was doing She wasn't waiting at all. Anastasia was a little disgusted And more than a little afraid She decided to use her magic To deal with this monster she'd made She made a doll and she filled it with pins She sent it to Miranda by mail And two weeks later the news came in - Miranda had just left town And that filled Stacey with joy But there was something she didn't expect - Miranda'd taken Stacey's boy. [...] She was better than the real thing in every respect It was not wise to leave her alone Now Stacey sits by the phone Waits for her boyfriend to call But if you ask her what she's doing She isn't waiting at all.
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