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yukie- But this actually has an explanation.
Vicky's friend Sidonie Dumont and Jer's boyfriend Aaron MacCumhaill are in a band. Right now it has no name. (Aaron says, "I wanted to call it 'The The Band' but Zoe pelted me with Ringalos.") But it's them, Tomas Yamanaka, Asher Singh, and Zoe Daine. They play like - Gothish nerdy triphop about popculture, horror mmovies, urban legends and creepy folktakes from their respective backgrounds.
Aaron is lead guitar and actually plays classically. He's also a bit of a technomancer.
His amp is ancient and sometimes it dies.
So when that happens, usually Asher (who plays the piano absurdly well) steps in, and he'll get topics from the audience and then...start rapping.
So one time someone requested something about necromancy, and Asher did this -
"BEHOLD THE RAPPING NECROMANCER, IN THE HIZZOUSE.
The full moon's risin' up overhead
And the bad mojo's paintin' the moonlight red
'Tis the night for the necromancers' boom soirée
All the ghoulies and the ghosts gon' come out to play
Risin' up from the graves, flying' down from the heights
My digs are a gallery of a million frights!
Too long with the song grown' stronger and faster
The dead they all risin' and I am they master!
Now there's a zombie over here, a zombie over there
And they all gon' be snacking' on your derriere
And the revenants and fetches come a knockin' at my door
It's a dead man's party, phantoms phasin' through the floor
Alas here's poor Yorick with his cranium long gone
Think he left it with my 'Yellow Sign' and 'Necronomicon'
In the dead-language library that's hid beneath my house
Now how these creatures be stirrin', man, I'd hate to be a mouse
in the wall, with the crawling chaos creeping through the cracks
in the plaster, movin' faster, paint my red door black!
Now the thing upon the doorstep can't believe his eyes
As a bad moon overhead is on the rise!
The stone mask on my wall, oh how it's thirstin' for blood
Dio Brando gonna terrorize y'all's neighbourhood!
Bidin' time, dropping' rhymes like they was a road-rollah,
'Cuz the walking rocking dead are given' me the cold shouldah
No longer movin' to my will, they ain't responding to my verse!
Now along comes the Axeman in his tricked-out hearse
With the Swamp Thing hangin' on the passenger side
And the backseat occupied by ol' Frank and his bride
Ain't a one of those living dead a-fearin' the reaper
Hell, he's on the porch chillin', toking with the Cryptkeeper
It's a dead man's party and they partying on
Until the Chernobog goes back to bed at breakin' dawn!
Now here come the Nosferatu from the Balkan lands
The archfiends, the hell-queens, and the cat with hands!
They makin' me shiver now with anticipation
With the dark mojo shakin' things to the foundation
It's a dead man's party 'til the rising of the sun
You got 99 problems but a lich ain't one."
Says Asher, "Yes, the Desi guy can rap! And now the Desi guy needs a drink because his throat is dry. Ultimate props for Katsushima's maddest of superskills because the lich line is his."
Vicky's friend Sidonie Dumont and Jer's boyfriend Aaron MacCumhaill are in a band. Right now it has no name. (Aaron says, "I wanted to call it 'The The Band' but Zoe pelted me with Ringalos.") But it's them, Tomas Yamanaka, Asher Singh, and Zoe Daine. They play like - Gothish nerdy triphop about popculture, horror mmovies, urban legends and creepy folktakes from their respective backgrounds.
Aaron is lead guitar and actually plays classically. He's also a bit of a technomancer.
His amp is ancient and sometimes it dies.
So when that happens, usually Asher (who plays the piano absurdly well) steps in, and he'll get topics from the audience and then...start rapping.
So one time someone requested something about necromancy, and Asher did this -
"BEHOLD THE RAPPING NECROMANCER, IN THE HIZZOUSE.
The full moon's risin' up overhead
And the bad mojo's paintin' the moonlight red
'Tis the night for the necromancers' boom soirée
All the ghoulies and the ghosts gon' come out to play
Risin' up from the graves, flying' down from the heights
My digs are a gallery of a million frights!
Too long with the song grown' stronger and faster
The dead they all risin' and I am they master!
Now there's a zombie over here, a zombie over there
And they all gon' be snacking' on your derriere
And the revenants and fetches come a knockin' at my door
It's a dead man's party, phantoms phasin' through the floor
Alas here's poor Yorick with his cranium long gone
Think he left it with my 'Yellow Sign' and 'Necronomicon'
In the dead-language library that's hid beneath my house
Now how these creatures be stirrin', man, I'd hate to be a mouse
in the wall, with the crawling chaos creeping through the cracks
in the plaster, movin' faster, paint my red door black!
Now the thing upon the doorstep can't believe his eyes
As a bad moon overhead is on the rise!
The stone mask on my wall, oh how it's thirstin' for blood
Dio Brando gonna terrorize y'all's neighbourhood!
Bidin' time, dropping' rhymes like they was a road-rollah,
'Cuz the walking rocking dead are given' me the cold shouldah
No longer movin' to my will, they ain't responding to my verse!
Now along comes the Axeman in his tricked-out hearse
With the Swamp Thing hangin' on the passenger side
And the backseat occupied by ol' Frank and his bride
Ain't a one of those living dead a-fearin' the reaper
Hell, he's on the porch chillin', toking with the Cryptkeeper
It's a dead man's party and they partying on
Until the Chernobog goes back to bed at breakin' dawn!
Now here come the Nosferatu from the Balkan lands
The archfiends, the hell-queens, and the cat with hands!
They makin' me shiver now with anticipation
With the dark mojo shakin' things to the foundation
It's a dead man's party 'til the rising of the sun
You got 99 problems but a lich ain't one."
Says Asher, "Yes, the Desi guy can rap! And now the Desi guy needs a drink because his throat is dry. Ultimate props for Katsushima's maddest of superskills because the lich line is his."
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Date: 2010-06-01 06:26 am (UTC)Like there's an existing band called 'The Band' (they wrote 'The Weight' aka the "Take a load off, Annie*" song) and Aaron likes them so he wanted 'The The Band' -
They used to be Cats on Mars when they first started playing tiny clubs and before they got their sound down really. XD; That's all I know.
(*or Fannie, or whatever; everyone hears this different and I can't find anything concrete online.)
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Date: 2010-06-03 04:25 am (UTC)