Music is Love: Friday [3/23] - Third Period

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne is busy lounging in his chair with a big old pair of sunglasses talking on his cell phone to his agent.

"I don't care what that schmuck says Roger. Give 'em hell and get me a percentage," Lorne said in a very "Hollywood" fashion before hanging up.

"Kittens! Welcome to class. Today your theme was to come up with a closing track to the hip new film "Fandom Chicken: the Motion Picture". Our guest judge today is... dare I say it? Genius? Mad? Has a mask only a mother could love? Or is it all of the above. Give it up for Valenteen!"

Lorne sat back in his chair. "Now someone be a good production assistant and get me a latte so we can get this party started."

[ooc: OCD. It is coming. It is here. Go forth and... you know. Whatever.]

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Re: Sing! [3/23]

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx got up on stage and shrugged. "Um...the movie sounds random. So I didn't think the song should be too serious either." That, and he was just a fan of the band.

I took her out it was Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And that's about the time that she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husband's in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that's about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And are still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is caller ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
And you still act like you're in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

That's about the time that she broke up with me
No one should take themselves so seriously
With many years ahead to fall in line
Why would you wish that on me?
I never want to act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[dark_slippy_thing]

Valenteen thought long and hard about this one.
"The song is very fitting for Flynn Flonn," he decided at length, "but your wardrobe is all wrong."

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Wardrobe? What wardrobe? OH!" Demyx's eyes widened. "Oh! You mean the video!" Thankfully, he had his sitar on a strap that went around his shoulder, holding the instrument in a vital place as he shrugged out of his long black coat and threw it to Valentine. "There!" Now he was naked except for his sitar, knee-high black boots, and elbow-length gloves. What a fashion statement.

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[dark_slippy_thing]

This would be Famous Director Valenteen.
This would be Famous Director Valenteen's jaw.
This would be Famous Director Valenteen's jaw hitting the table in front of him.
Demyx's instrument was covering his instrument.

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx jogged in place a little. "Yeah! That's better! Am I in character now?"

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[dark_slippy_thing]

"....Yes."
Really, how do you say no to that?

Re: Sing! [3/23]

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Awesome!" Demyx pumped his fist. And nearly knocked the sitar a little too far sideways. "Whoops!"