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Jan. 8th, 2006 09:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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leedy and stellanova's sekrit identity!
[I feel you should know that I've been cracking up about this all day...]
I woke up this morning from an exceptionally vivid dream. (Not difficult to identify as an anxiety dream related to my forthcoming change of role. My subconscious is wont to lay these things on with a trowel.) I had agreed to take part in a Pop Idol-style thing, and the first selection heat involved all the bands performing a set piece. Of course, I was totally unprepared - had thought we'd be singing from music so hadn't learnt the lyrics, had so much stuff with me that I lost the others (who were - yes, subconscious, we get the point - all dressed in my old school uniform) on our way through the labyrinthine venue because I had to stop to pick it all up, didn't know anything about the Heartthrob Pop Sensation who was rumoured to be coming to launch the thing, helped another mother to change her baby's nappy while we were waiting and got a pee-stain on my new top, etc.
I got talking tostellanova, who was also in my band, about our CVs - at which point, of course, I remembered that I hadn't had time to make a proper music-related CV and had just sent a copy of my standard academic one: more cringing. stellanova took out her CV to show me, and I realised that my negligence was even worse than I'd thought. Because here, in contrast to my boring old printed CV, was a garish concoction of black and pink paper, bedizened with glitter-pen, sequins and metallic sticky tape. What was I doing here at all? Clearly, I had completely misunderstood what I was getting into. I was obviously just ballast. I might as well go home.
Then I noticed the name at the top. Rather thanstellanova's real name, the CV bore the name Fonco Soames.
"Fonco Soames?"
"Oh, yeah," saidstellanova, laughing. She explained that the name was from a gig she'd done with leedy last year for some festival. They'd put together a parody punk band and had just played the one gig, but the thing was, it had been really well attended and got some great reviews. So when she'd been applying for this audition, she'd just dug out the CV and sent it in. They'd obviously recognised the name.
"And what name didleedy use?" I asked.
"Epilepsy," saidstellanova.
So there you have it. Fonco and Epilepsy Soames, parody punk-rockers, YOUR SECRET IS OUT!
leedy and stellanova's sekrit identity![I feel you should know that I've been cracking up about this all day...]
I woke up this morning from an exceptionally vivid dream. (Not difficult to identify as an anxiety dream related to my forthcoming change of role. My subconscious is wont to lay these things on with a trowel.) I had agreed to take part in a Pop Idol-style thing, and the first selection heat involved all the bands performing a set piece. Of course, I was totally unprepared - had thought we'd be singing from music so hadn't learnt the lyrics, had so much stuff with me that I lost the others (who were - yes, subconscious, we get the point - all dressed in my old school uniform) on our way through the labyrinthine venue because I had to stop to pick it all up, didn't know anything about the Heartthrob Pop Sensation who was rumoured to be coming to launch the thing, helped another mother to change her baby's nappy while we were waiting and got a pee-stain on my new top, etc.
I got talking to
stellanova, who was also in my band, about our CVs - at which point, of course, I remembered that I hadn't had time to make a proper music-related CV and had just sent a copy of my standard academic one: more cringing. stellanova took out her CV to show me, and I realised that my negligence was even worse than I'd thought. Because here, in contrast to my boring old printed CV, was a garish concoction of black and pink paper, bedizened with glitter-pen, sequins and metallic sticky tape. What was I doing here at all? Clearly, I had completely misunderstood what I was getting into. I was obviously just ballast. I might as well go home.Then I noticed the name at the top. Rather than
stellanova's real name, the CV bore the name Fonco Soames."Fonco Soames?"
"Oh, yeah," said
stellanova, laughing. She explained that the name was from a gig she'd done with leedy last year for some festival. They'd put together a parody punk band and had just played the one gig, but the thing was, it had been really well attended and got some great reviews. So when she'd been applying for this audition, she'd just dug out the CV and sent it in. They'd obviously recognised the name."And what name did
leedy use?" I asked."Epilepsy," said
stellanova.So there you have it. Fonco and Epilepsy Soames, parody punk-rockers, YOUR SECRET IS OUT!
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Date: 2006-01-08 10:25 pm (UTC)That does sound like the kind of name that Stella and Patsington dream of foisting on their fantasy offspring, mind...
(Still up for lunch tomorrow?)
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Date: 2006-01-08 10:35 pm (UTC)(Yes! 12:45 in yon place? Earlier or later also good.)
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Date: 2006-01-08 10:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-08 10:57 pm (UTC)This is possibly the greatest dream ever (or maybe I just think so because it made me laugh out loud and I am still giggling). And perhaps I should think of revamping my real CV? My dream one sounds pretty fabulous!
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Date: 2006-01-08 11:05 pm (UTC)I think, on reflection, that Fonco Soames sounds like a worthy third-rate Victorian novel - or possibly even a slightly risqué one...
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Date: 2006-01-08 11:42 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-09 10:41 am (UTC)(We could set up a community and people could contribute chapters and *SLAP* um no never mind.)
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Date: 2006-01-09 10:30 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-09 10:38 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-09 10:40 am (UTC)BTW your card made it onto Perdita's journal.
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Date: 2006-01-09 10:45 am (UTC)(Oh, I'm honoured!)
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Date: 2006-01-09 10:09 am (UTC)HEEEEEEE!
*is nearly dead from the giggling*
Best. Dream. Ever.
your friend, Epilepsy
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Date: 2006-01-09 10:27 am (UTC)You'd chosen "Epilepsy", as I recall, to parody the way certain musicians call themselves something shocking.
Hey - yiz should totally do it, you know. I could be your parody fangirl, or something.
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Date: 2006-01-09 12:12 pm (UTC)That is good. You subconscious clearly knows how to take an old old plot and update it for the modern age.
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Date: 2006-01-09 12:37 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2006-01-10 06:11 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2006-01-12 01:34 pm (UTC)