Atticus Matthew Cowper Ross (born 16 January 1968) is an English musician, composer, producer, and audio engineer. Along with Trent Reznor, Ross won the Academy Award for Best Original Score for The Social Network in 2010. In 2013, the pair won a Grammy Award for Best Score Soundtrack for Visual Media for their soundtrack to The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo. Atticus Ross's songs are represented by Downtown Music Publishing.
Ross was born in Ladbroke Grove, Greater London, the son of Roxana Lampson and Ian Ross, a founder of Radio Caroline. His sister, Liberty Ross, is a successful fashion model. His maternal grandfather was British diplomat Miles Lampson, 1st Baron Killearn. His great-grandfather was the noted Italian pathologist and bacteriologist Aldo Castellani. He was educated at Eton College, where he was a contemporary of future Prime Minister David Cameron and at the Courtauld Institute of Art, London.
Ross first came to notice in the mid-1990s as a programmer for Tim Simenon's Bomb the Bass during the period of the albums Unknown Territory and Clear. He worked on a number of production and remix projects with Simenon, as well as forming a collaborative relationship with Barry Adamson. He programmed The Negro Inside Me and Oedipus Schmoedipus, and produced As Above So Below before forming his own band, 12 Rounds, with Claudia Sarne and Adam Holden. They released two albums, Jitterjuice and My Big Hero. A third full-length album was produced by Trent Reznor, but was ultimately never finished. Three songs from that album have since been released on the band's website.
Seventeen Seconds is the second studio album by English alternative rock band the Cure, recorded at Morgan Studio and released on 22 April 1980 by Fiction Records. Seventeen Seconds established the group's gothic rock sound that would continue until 1982's Pornography.
It is the only Cure album to feature keyboardist Matthieu Hartley.
Inspiration was very high for the album, as Robert Smith wrote the lyrics and music for most of the record on just two occasions. Most of the music was composed by Smith in his parents' home, on a Hammond organ with a built-in tape recorder. Interviewed in 2004, producer Mike Hedges does not recall any demo tracks, with the band generally playing the track in the studio before laying down a backing track to which overdubs were added.
Two members of The Magazine Spies, bass guitarist Simon Gallup and keyboardist Matthieu Hartley were added to the band's lineup. Gallup replaced Michael Dempsey, which relieved Smith as he felt Dempsey's basslines were too ornate and that they weren't getting on socially. Hartley's synth work added a new dimension to the band's newly ethereal sound, although Smith and he clashed over complexity (Hartley enjoyed complex chords; Smith wanted single notes). Hartley left the group after Seventeen Seconds.
A Refelection
I came over with plans to change the present,
I just couldn't take being friends
I saw it in your eyes; you couldn't help but make me believe
that this could happen again
Even though we swore that we were at an end,
This situation's left me hanging by a thread.
I can't hold on any longer
Trying to change the facts (?) that pass us by
Now occasionally to ask the reasons why.
I remember when we were,
Making out underneath the porch light
Holding you in my arms staring at the starry starry night
Saying how, we really miss each other
This could be forever; maybe we should give it one last try
I know things could have been a little bit easier,
But easy comes as easy goes
I guess I have to take each day for what it brings (?) us,
Even if it brings us to our knees.
I hope tomorrow's laughter heals the sick in me
I try to fake a smile today just to please them.
I can't take this any longer,
And yet I can't leave it alone.
This reflection has been burned into my heart; I look back and say-
I remember when we were,
Making out underneath the porch light
Holding you in my arms staring at the starry starry night
Saying how, we really miss each other
This could be forever; maybe we should give it one last try
You got what you wanted,
Love and sex and happiness.
It's what you've always wanted,
It's what I couldn't give.
I hope it's what you wanted,
I hope it's everything... you dreamed it to be.
You couldn't have waited,
You( ??? )
Well I hope you're happy
Na na na
Na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na
Making out underneath the porch light
Holding you in my arms staring at the starry starry night
Saying how, we really miss each other
This could be forever; maybe we should give it one last try
Thinking about how we were together
The missing parts and pieces finally put back into their place.
Walking around, another night I wonder,
Would there be another try (?), who could ever say goodnight?