The Watchtower of Destruction: The Ferrett's Journal - December 26th, 2005

December 26th, 2005

December 26th, 2005
02:31 pm


Two Little Shop Of Horrors Thoughts
1) It's interesting, watching the movie today; while I adore the downer ending of the stage play, it really doesn't work on the screen. For one thing, there's the real star power of Rick Moranis; it's strange to say, given that the guy's "star" power is that he plays an utter nebbish, but you find yourself really rooting for him in a way that doesn't happen in the other stage productions I've seen. He's just awkward and lovable - which is about right, given that Hollywood has a stable archetypical actors to choose from, and Rick Moranis would be the most consistently awkward and lovable guy they could find.

But even leaving that aside, there's the matter of stage's distance. I was in the third row of the last LSOH I saw, and it was still easy to look at Audrey getting eaten and go, "Oh, that's not too bad." Whereas watching Audrey get chomped in closeup is a little much; I couldn't keep my ironic distance. Film's a more intimate medium in some ways, even as it's more clinical, and the sad ending would be too sad with the traditional ending.

2) I've shared my rather silly theory before that Little Shop of Horrors is a morality play on letting black people into the ghettos. But seriously, I was thinking that Audrey II has traditionally been played by black men, and if I was looking to reinvent the show, there's another way to take that overtone of "an alien influence enters the slums to create an immediate benefit but has a secret agenda that causes strife, conflict, and ultimately total destruction" and make it a singing voice that's integral, natural, and melodic. You'd have to rearrange the music a bit to acommodate it, but really since both styles of music rely heavily on choruses (in fact, the original LSOH's music style sprang almost directly from the version of music I'd be shifting it to), it shouldn't be too difficult.

Audrey II is not the voice of a singing black man in my production.

He's an evangelist preacher.


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09:35 pm


My Christmas Prezzie In Action!
As requested, my dad got me the Tape Deck Computer Card from ThinkGeek. I installed it this evening with the usual florid excess of cursing; I hate hauling my PC out of the nest of wires that it's ensconced in, since no matter how carefully I think I've labelled the endless array of wires that leads to the 5.1 Surround Sound Speaker System, something always gets botched. Sure enough, I'm currently operating on two speakers — right and left — and I really don't have the time to dope out exactly which of the seventy thousand cables has become loosened.

In the meantime, though, I decided to try the Tape Deck itself. It's a surprisingly crude mechanism; you install the tape deck, but it doesn't even connect directly to the sound card. You basically install a fake card in the back of the computer that's hooked up to the tape deck, then run two external lines (a serial line and a Line-In) to your card, leaving another two dangling cables to mystify and dazzle me the next time I hook something up. For the money Dad paid for this, I was expecting, I dunno... Something more.

It does come with software, though, that allows you to fast-forward and go backwards, and with one click you can convert an entire tape, segmenting it into separate MP3s whenever it goes silent. It's not a high-powered solution by any means - it doesn't allow you to fast-forward a specific number of minutes, it records lengthy silences between songs as a separate MP3 of blankness, and it doesn't allow you to say, "Back up two seconds and start recording from there." It doesn't even allow you to fast-forward to the next blank spot, so perhaps I would have been better off just hooking up my old tape deck and manually forwarding and rewinding.

Still, to ensure that I'd hooked up the power right, I grabbed a tape at random and stuck it in. It slide in, there was a faint whirr and click, and a song I hadn't heard in years came bursting out of the speakers, the smooth grind of the guitars unspooling in a mesmerizing fashion:

In that moment, it was all worth it. And now I have Tim Curry on MP3. Let's see what I can pull next.

Current Music: I Do The Rock, Myself

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