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How to Be an Entertainer Workshop #1, Caritas, 05.24.06, Afternoon
[OOC: I'll be AFK at work for most of the day, so interaction will have to be just between you lovely people until later. It'll be okay! Workshop info post will be up ASAP.]
After the students made their way into the lounge at Caritas, the zombie band started playing "The Final Countdown" and GOB took the stage.
"Hi there. My name is GOB Bluth and I'm here to teach you how to be an entertainer. Over the next few weeks, you'll be trying your hand at ventriloquism, dancing, illusion, and today's topic, singing. We're in a karaoke bar. You should have seen this one coming."
"So today, we're focusing on music. You'll be getting on stage and doing two songs today. The first song should be something you like, the second should be something you hate. The second one is important because your manager is going to force you to do things you hate. This is a small example of that."
"If you're not in stage, you're on heckle duty. Yell at them, toughen them up. Remember, singers, it's nothing personal. I'm a fantastic illusionist and some people in the crowd are still jerks."
"I also want you to start thinking about your entrance music. Next week, you'll be telling the class what kind of music you want to introduce your arrival. You will live this music. Eat it, breathe it, change your ring tone to it. When people hear this music, they will think of you. In my experience, 80's music works best for this kind of stuff."
"Oh, and if anyone tries to use any of that Rob Thomas crap for anything in this class, the Zombie Band gets your brain. That's not a threat, it's a promise. If you need me, I'll be at the bar."
After the students made their way into the lounge at Caritas, the zombie band started playing "The Final Countdown" and GOB took the stage.
"Hi there. My name is GOB Bluth and I'm here to teach you how to be an entertainer. Over the next few weeks, you'll be trying your hand at ventriloquism, dancing, illusion, and today's topic, singing. We're in a karaoke bar. You should have seen this one coming."
"So today, we're focusing on music. You'll be getting on stage and doing two songs today. The first song should be something you like, the second should be something you hate. The second one is important because your manager is going to force you to do things you hate. This is a small example of that."
"If you're not in stage, you're on heckle duty. Yell at them, toughen them up. Remember, singers, it's nothing personal. I'm a fantastic illusionist and some people in the crowd are still jerks."
"I also want you to start thinking about your entrance music. Next week, you'll be telling the class what kind of music you want to introduce your arrival. You will live this music. Eat it, breathe it, change your ring tone to it. When people hear this music, they will think of you. In my experience, 80's music works best for this kind of stuff."
"Oh, and if anyone tries to use any of that Rob Thomas crap for anything in this class, the Zombie Band gets your brain. That's not a threat, it's a promise. If you need me, I'll be at the bar."
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He had no idea what compelled him to sing this song other than that it came to mind first.
The soft music started up. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhitunes/44444.html)
"I'm saaaailing awaaaay,
Set an open coooourse for the virgin seeeeeeeeeea." He gulped for air.
"I've got to be freeeee
Free to face the life thats ahead of meeeee
On board, I'm the captaaaaain, so climb aboaaaaard
We'll search for tomorroooow on every shoooore
And I'll tryyyyy, oh lord, I'll tryyyyy to CAAAARRY oooooon.
I look toooo the seeeeea, reflections in the waaaves spark my memoryyyyy
Soooome haaappy, some saaaaad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we haaaaad.
We lived happily foreveeeer, so the story gooooes
But somehow we missed ooooout on that pot of goooold,
But we'll tryyyy best that we caaaan
To CAAAAARRY on!"
The electric guitar started up.
"A gathering of aaaangels appeared above my heeeeead
They sang to me this song of hooope, and this is what they saaaaid
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with meeeee..."
Then some weirdass electronic type keyboard and brass music started up. Then the guitar was back.
"I thought that they were aaaangels, but to my surpriiiise
They climbed aboard their staaaarship and headed for the skiiiiiies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..."
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Instead he does all sorts of woots and whistles with the occasional "STICKBUG RULES!"
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Jamie helpfully throws them at Nadia so she can stockpile for the winter.
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See if she shares her stock pile with Jamie this winter. . . .