Another short vignette

INT. Grungy Inner-city Pub. Saturday Evening

(band members, door bitch, tech guy)

The band is finishing off their fourth song but their gig has not gone well. Lead singer isn’t enjoying himself. He’s singing in the microphone which isn’t working as it should. Slowly the place is clearing, people are leaving in disgust, with the exception of one man too drunk to move in the corner.  As they leave one punter turns to his mate.

Punter 1

These wankers suck. Lets get outta here and get some food

Punter 2

Yeah I can’t take anymore of this horse shit they call music

LEAD SINGER’S eyes follow the  two as the  leave the pub as the song comes to a pitiful end.. He rolls his eyes and looks back at his guitarist who is having trouble with his guitar, indicating what a horrible gig this is. GUITARIST nods in agreement.

A lady in stilettos stomps up the stage. She is the door-bitch as the lead singer refers her to. DOOR-BITCH gets right up in the lead singer’s face

Door-Bitch

Can it, losers! Youse can piss off and empty some other bloody venue

Lead Singer

(getting defensive) It’s not our fault your sound tech can’t do his job

Door-Bitch

Whaddya mean-

Lead Singer

(cuts her off, yells out to tech guy) Hey Einstein!

The TECH GUY  pops out from behind the audio mixing desk, scratching his head.

Lead Singer

When are ya gonna gimme some level on this mike?

Bass Player

And turn the bloody guitar down

Tech-guy scoffs and gives the finger

Tech-Guy

(in nasal voice)

Bad workmen blame their tools …..losers.

This sets the DRUMMER  off as he gets out from behind his drum set.  There is a clash as he knocks the cymbal. He walks furiously to the tech guy as if to give him a piece of his mind, if not his fist.  DOOR-BITCH backs away.  LEAD SINGER and BASS PLAYER grabbed a hold of him to avert a disaster.  They struggle to keep a grip on him.

Drummer

You twat, you deserve the shit kicked out of you

Door-Bitch

No youse git farcked, you can’t drum to save your fucking life. Look at the place!

LEAD SINGER and BASS PLAYER try to calm him down. The GUITARIST then points to the figure of an old man slumped in the corner

Guitarist

He’s paid his money – we’re playing for him

Door Bitch

(retaliates) he’s fuckin unconscious ya morons

Guitarist

No he’s not, see-ee. He’s moving

Everyone looks to see the old man stirring making noises under his breath. There is awkward pause while everyone calms down.

Lead Singer

(breaking the silence) Alright then. Let’s start the next song

Music: Wavves - I Wanna Meet Dave Grohl

Three months til Foo Fighters concert at AAMI Park!!!

I can't live with my mistakes
Get out of bed or face this day

But I need to
Needle in my eye
I just need you to go sit down
'Cause I told you I'd bury it deep in the ground

A joke a stroke of genius
Probably somewhere in between
No joke the broken records laughing while
While she gags and screams
A lull(?) from up above my neck
But still below my spleen

I am what I am
Who am I?
I don't know what that means.

But I wanna meet Dave Grohl
I wanna meet Dave Grohl
I wanna meet Dave Grohl

I'm not a kid?
That's my mistake
Get out of bed
Nah fuck this day

But I need to
Needle in my eye
I just need you to be around
But I told you I'd bury it deep in the ground


A joke a stroke of genius
Probably somewhere in between
No joke the broken records laughing while
While she gags and screams
A lull(?) from up above my neck
But still below my spleen

I am what I am
Who am I?
I don't know what that means.

But I wanna meet Dave Grohl
I wanna be Dave Grohl
I wanna be Dave Grohl

Never gonna stop me
Never gonna stop me

Celebrities that share my birthday!!!

Counting down the days til I turn 22 on September 18th, here are a list of celebrities that I share a birthday with:

Xzibit

Lance Armstrong

Jada Pinkett Smith

Greta Garbo

Dee Dee Ramone

Travis Schuldt (Keith from Scrubs)

Andrew Hansen

James Marsden

Aisha Tyler (Ghost Whisperer, Charlie from Friends)

Jason Sudeikis (Hall Pass, Horrible Bosses)

Alison Lohman (White Oleander, Drag Me To Hell)

Jennifer Tisdale (Ashley Tisdale's sister)

And here are the celebrities that died on my birthday (RIP)

Jimi Hendrix

Geli Raubal (Hitler's niece)

The Living End at The Palace Theatre 8/9/11

Some snaps I took when I saw the living end. They were really good just like the last time I saw them play in 2006. I didn't take many coz I was being pushed around in the mosh pit alot and couldn't always get a good view of them.

Ivy and the Missing iPod (September 2009)

Another short vignette that I wrote for a portfolio for my Children's Text's class. Enjoy!!

Meet Ivy, a normal seventeen-year-old girl. Ivy loves music. She loves music so much that she has a huge collection of her favourite songs on her beloved iPod, which she never goes anywhere without it. When people see Ivy walking to school or on the bus she always has those white earphones on, particularly to block out the disturbance from noisy commuters and crying babies, which is a big pet peeve for her. And it’s not just when she’s out. At home whenever her parents are in an argument with each other late at night she plugs on her iPod and cranks up the volume loud enough to minimise the yelling but not loud enough that it causes permanent damage to her ear drums. To Ivy, putting on those earphones was like a loophole to escape from reality and be in her own world.

One day Ivy had planned to meet up with a friend of hers at the local shopping centre to help her friend find a dress for a party that shes going to. So she spent the morning getting ready to go and take the bus there. Ivy had just finished checking to see if she had gotten all the essentials needed in her handbag and was about to go when she noticed that something was missing. Yep you guessed it, it was her iPod. Ivy’s eyes widened as she looked in her handbag in shock. Her iPod was usually in her bag most of the time, she would never had put it somewhere else let alone misplaced it. Ivy looked at the clock. She had half and hour left and she had to find that iPod now. Ivy started her iPod search in her room. Unfortunately it was pretty messy and its hard to find what you want in a messy room. Ivy completely raided her room. She searched through the drawers in her night stand, every pocket of her pairs of jeans and coats, checked the top of her desk and in the millions of other bags that she owns. But ther was no iPod and her room was more messier than before.

Ivy then decided to check her brother’s room. He sometimes ‘borrows’ her iPod to get some songs. Ivy didn’t really want to set foot in there coz her brother’s room is beyond grotesque but it was a risk she was willing to take. Ivy held her breath and walked in. The room reeked of body odour and the floor was completely hidden by the dirty laundry. She did a swift search of his room but her iPod wasn’t there. She quickly ran out of his room and into her room and sprayed perfume all over her to disinfect herself. Ivy then went and searched the living room, the study, in cupboards, drawers, cabinets, inside and underneath couches. Unfortunately ther was no luck.

Ivy slumped into the couch in defeat. Her iPod was gone and she only had five minutes left to catch the bus. ‘Oh well’ thought Ivy ‘I may as well go without it’. She grabbed her handbag and headed out the door to the bus stop. It didn’t feel the same without hearing the music in her ears. It sounded like nothing. Soon the bus came and Ivy paid her fare and took a seat. There weren’t many people but to Ivy’s surprise it wasn’t too noisy. Had it always been like this or was she imagining it?