Radio Free BANRI (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} radiofreebanri) wrote,@ 2006-07-18 17:00:00 |
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Sound-Check: Singing and Weiner-Slinging
...*ssssssssssssssssssfssshhzzt*...Weh-helll, now. It's been too long, hasn't it? Didn't want you to think I'd forgotten you.
Shangri-la-llywood does its best to keep the real world out of reach, though. Once you're in its cocoon, it wants to keep you there. Remember that special job that brought me here? We did a string of 18-hour days on some filming, and then there were changes, and then we shot some more, and then we got a day off, three days off, make it two weeks while we wait for some blessing from above allegedly to be accompanied by cash...
And all that while, the Sanzo-go-blow-ikkou are making like they own the place, and youkai just steer clear 'cause Cho Hakkai keeps eyeing us and smiling--smiling like he's stoned on some ingrown fantasy that his fucked-up gaze drills invisible beams through us and the bleeding ruts they'll leave in our guts will kill us in 10 hours' time.
You wonder why Sa Gojyo never steps back to see that. Think I partly know the answer...but more on that in a minute.
So we're in limbo right now, waiting for the go-ahead to get this movie over and done so we can all tear the hell back out of the cocoon and return to real life. At first I figured the best use for this down time was to try to make hay, and more movies, while the sun shines...but all the roles turning up were for humans. If I could just get in the door, think I could be, heh, persuasive in getting those round-ear parts rewritten for the right kind...! So, since I don't do limiters, I posed for a promotional portrait by a licensed artist--and talk about artistic license: that's me looking human and slinging the artist's weiner! (Looks like I got a lot more eye and a lot less brain in that imaginary transformation. Here's hoping movie producers will go for that "gamer from the short bus" look...)
Sent a few copies of it around; no nibbles yet, but now am kind of hoping there won't be any. Because at last night's nightly youkai party, around the bottoms of the giant SHANGRI-LA-LLYWOOD letters up in the hills, that little band of crowkai that's usually watching from the shadows finally got over their shyness or whatever and were actually friendly with me. They gave me a lead on a casting call coming up for a--get this!--all-youkai action-adventure flick called "Mazinyoukaiser"! I'd be perfect for the star character, who rides a motorcycle and becomes the pilot of this wicked black giant robot called Mazinyoukaiser. Just one problem: You've got to bring your own bike along to the audition.
I figure Ensui won't mind me borrowing his Harley, if he gets to come along too. So, I'm about to head out on another quick trip across the country to get him. Hope he'll still be at that motel... Those crowkai mentioned that in a few days there'll be a big outdoor music concert event going on out that way too, called "Woodstock," or "Gunstock," or "Soupstock," something-stock--and Kougaiji is supposed to emcee! Heh, maybe Ensui and me should crash it on the way back.
And ohhh yeah, speaking of music, back to Sa Gojyo. I think he tries to not look too closely at his creepy keeper. Make a mistake that huge in your life, you'd want to think about anything except that--which is why, I happened to find out, ever since he hooked up with Cho Hakkai he's been doing something he never did back in the day: keeping a notebook of poetry! ...Well, he's not "keeping" this one, since, heh, I've got it now...
Anyway. One page sounded so much like the Gojyo I used to know, it needed to become a song...and now, thanks to some low friends in high places, it has! So let's see if music can transmit here as well as manga--let me know how the sound-check goes, okay? Here's Two Ball Loo performing Sa Gojyo's paean to the man he should be (let's just ignore that reference to Cho Hakkai in the chorus):
MR. RIGHT
*fffzzzzzt!*...ssssssssssssssssssss...
*spop* fssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst
...*ssssssssssssssssssfssshhzzt*...Weh-helll, now. It's been too long, hasn't it? Didn't want you to think I'd forgotten you.Shangri-la-llywood does its best to keep the real world out of reach, though. Once you're in its cocoon, it wants to keep you there. Remember that special job that brought me here? We did a string of 18-hour days on some filming, and then there were changes, and then we shot some more, and then we got a day off, three days off, make it two weeks while we wait for some blessing from above allegedly to be accompanied by cash...
And all that while, the Sanzo-go-blow-ikkou are making like they own the place, and youkai just steer clear 'cause Cho Hakkai keeps eyeing us and smiling--smiling like he's stoned on some ingrown fantasy that his fucked-up gaze drills invisible beams through us and the bleeding ruts they'll leave in our guts will kill us in 10 hours' time.
You wonder why Sa Gojyo never steps back to see that. Think I partly know the answer...but more on that in a minute.
So we're in limbo right now, waiting for the go-ahead to get this movie over and done so we can all tear the hell back out of the cocoon and return to real life. At first I figured the best use for this down time was to try to make hay, and more movies, while the sun shines...but all the roles turning up were for humans. If I could just get in the door, think I could be, heh, persuasive in getting those round-ear parts rewritten for the right kind...! So, since I don't do limiters, I posed for a promotional portrait by a licensed artist--and talk about artistic license: that's me looking human and slinging the artist's weiner! (Looks like I got a lot more eye and a lot less brain in that imaginary transformation. Here's hoping movie producers will go for that "gamer from the short bus" look...)
Sent a few copies of it around; no nibbles yet, but now am kind of hoping there won't be any. Because at last night's nightly youkai party, around the bottoms of the giant SHANGRI-LA-LLYWOOD letters up in the hills, that little band of crowkai that's usually watching from the shadows finally got over their shyness or whatever and were actually friendly with me. They gave me a lead on a casting call coming up for a--get this!--all-youkai action-adventure flick called "Mazinyoukaiser"! I'd be perfect for the star character, who rides a motorcycle and becomes the pilot of this wicked black giant robot called Mazinyoukaiser. Just one problem: You've got to bring your own bike along to the audition.
I figure Ensui won't mind me borrowing his Harley, if he gets to come along too. So, I'm about to head out on another quick trip across the country to get him. Hope he'll still be at that motel... Those crowkai mentioned that in a few days there'll be a big outdoor music concert event going on out that way too, called "Woodstock," or "Gunstock," or "Soupstock," something-stock--and Kougaiji is supposed to emcee! Heh, maybe Ensui and me should crash it on the way back.
And ohhh yeah, speaking of music, back to Sa Gojyo. I think he tries to not look too closely at his creepy keeper. Make a mistake that huge in your life, you'd want to think about anything except that--which is why, I happened to find out, ever since he hooked up with Cho Hakkai he's been doing something he never did back in the day: keeping a notebook of poetry! ...Well, he's not "keeping" this one, since, heh, I've got it now...
Anyway. One page sounded so much like the Gojyo I used to know, it needed to become a song...and now, thanks to some low friends in high places, it has! So let's see if music can transmit here as well as manga--let me know how the sound-check goes, okay? Here's Two Ball Loo performing Sa Gojyo's paean to the man he should be (let's just ignore that reference to Cho Hakkai in the chorus):
*fffzzzzzt!*...ssssssssssssssssssss...
*spop* fssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst
