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Cinematic Dream
Jan. 2nd, 2010 08:05 amThe second coming of Jesus as a rock opera. (no, I haven't seen Jesus Christ: Superstar, why do you ask?)
Jesus (a cross between Jack Nickolson's character in The Witches of Eastwick and the titlure Fisher King) joins a group of buskers (shades of Escala and Barrage) to learn what's new in the art of showmanship. He initially pisses off one woman by having the same (uncommon for busking) instrument, and she proceeds to show off as much as she can that she's "better" than this new guy, which may be what he intended. He wins her over by re-shaping her instrument into a form that better fit her style. He did so with his bare hands, but to keep it from looking too miraculous, it was more of a rough sketch, "this is what you should show an instrument maker and ask them to reproduce." I could tell that he knew there would be a Judas this time too, and that there was nothing he could do about it, but he seemed determined to try as hard as he could to prevent it despite knowing that the efforts were doomed to failure. Then I woke up, unable to go back to sleep for the music in my head.
Why can my subconscious compose pieces for the electric cello while my conscious can't even whistle in tune?
Jesus (a cross between Jack Nickolson's character in The Witches of Eastwick and the titlure Fisher King) joins a group of buskers (shades of Escala and Barrage) to learn what's new in the art of showmanship. He initially pisses off one woman by having the same (uncommon for busking) instrument, and she proceeds to show off as much as she can that she's "better" than this new guy, which may be what he intended. He wins her over by re-shaping her instrument into a form that better fit her style. He did so with his bare hands, but to keep it from looking too miraculous, it was more of a rough sketch, "this is what you should show an instrument maker and ask them to reproduce." I could tell that he knew there would be a Judas this time too, and that there was nothing he could do about it, but he seemed determined to try as hard as he could to prevent it despite knowing that the efforts were doomed to failure. Then I woke up, unable to go back to sleep for the music in my head.
Why can my subconscious compose pieces for the electric cello while my conscious can't even whistle in tune?
