KillerMuffin
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This is an offshoot of Jade's wonderful and original thread concerning musicals, so I sposed it's already been done before 
Anyway....
The Rocky Horror Picture Show! You either love it or ya hate it! If you're not a Rocky virgin, fess up! How and when did ya'll see it? What'd ya think? Any advice for the Rocky Virgins determined to get busted soon? Any advice for the now horrified Rocky Virgins wondering why anyone would want to? Mustard!!!
Opine at length, gawd knows I do.
"The Night I Lost My Rocky Cherry" or "Muffy Gets To Go Insane"
I lived in a big city at the time, every Friday night in one theatre at midnight... Rocky.
My best friend discovered it late one night when she was 16 and hasn't been the same since. After two months she was fully costumed and knew all the lines. Another two months and they could free fall from her at any given time. Mystified at such a change in her behavior, I allowed myself to be convinced to go to it, despite hearing the song about a transexual from transvestite transylvania and the name... Dr. Frankenfurter. These two phrases, coupled, horrified me.
I was 18, just turned it. This was my birthday present gone horribly awry. I began to get a glimmer when she picked me up that evening. I nearly didn't recognize her, she'd gone from her usual uniform of tshirt/jeans/cowboy boots. She was dressed as Magenta. I'm afraid I behaved rather badly. I was still wearing my best sunday go to meeting clothes: clean tshirt/jeans/hikin boots (my preferred horseback riding duds). I'd even scrubbed the grease from my fingernails for the occasion. Eventually, I reconciled myself to the abrupt change in her appearance. It was just the first moments culture shock made me scream and slam the door in her face, locking it and pushing a chair under the handle, you understand.
The theatre was... indescribable. It was a madhouse, chaos, but somewhere in all of those forthily clad over made beings, there was a method. I picked a seat in the back, convenient to the emergency exit. She dragged me to the front and introduced me to everyone. I managed to be a good sport and be polite instead of running screaming from the theatre. I admit to a bit of cowardice. The new yellowishness of my backbone bothered me, so I resolved to sit and enjoy the movie and it's inevitable hoopla.
Aside from when they came at me bellowing VIRGIN VIRGIN VIRGIN and I leaped atop the theatre seats, prepared to defend my honor to the last... and embarassingly enough, shrieking like a girl (well I AM a girl dammit). A few not so subtle threats at the top of my not inconsiderable lungs concerning the immediate disposition of wigs and assorted accessories and broken limbs at the least seemed to settle them down a bit. After that, they left me free to enjoy the show on screen, though the spectacle off screen was just as interesting.
I am, however, one of those people who came away hating it. I hate it avidly and with a certain panache. *strikes a knowning pose* However, if you have a brave heart, and particularly if you know someone able to introduce you into the group performing along with the movie, you should see it. It's like getting your wisdom teeth pulled, you should try it at least once.
That way you can stand in your driveway in understanding muted horror when you hear a 6 year old riding by on his skateboard singing I'm a Transsexual from Transvestite Transylvania.
Here is an interesting and somewhat explanatory website. http://www.fullbodycast.org/
Do you think they have too much time on their hands or just an interesting hobby?
[Edited by KillerMuffin on 08-12-2000 at 07:27 AM]
Anyway....
The Rocky Horror Picture Show! You either love it or ya hate it! If you're not a Rocky virgin, fess up! How and when did ya'll see it? What'd ya think? Any advice for the Rocky Virgins determined to get busted soon? Any advice for the now horrified Rocky Virgins wondering why anyone would want to? Mustard!!!
Opine at length, gawd knows I do.
"The Night I Lost My Rocky Cherry" or "Muffy Gets To Go Insane"
I lived in a big city at the time, every Friday night in one theatre at midnight... Rocky.
My best friend discovered it late one night when she was 16 and hasn't been the same since. After two months she was fully costumed and knew all the lines. Another two months and they could free fall from her at any given time. Mystified at such a change in her behavior, I allowed myself to be convinced to go to it, despite hearing the song about a transexual from transvestite transylvania and the name... Dr. Frankenfurter. These two phrases, coupled, horrified me.
I was 18, just turned it. This was my birthday present gone horribly awry. I began to get a glimmer when she picked me up that evening. I nearly didn't recognize her, she'd gone from her usual uniform of tshirt/jeans/cowboy boots. She was dressed as Magenta. I'm afraid I behaved rather badly. I was still wearing my best sunday go to meeting clothes: clean tshirt/jeans/hikin boots (my preferred horseback riding duds). I'd even scrubbed the grease from my fingernails for the occasion. Eventually, I reconciled myself to the abrupt change in her appearance. It was just the first moments culture shock made me scream and slam the door in her face, locking it and pushing a chair under the handle, you understand.
The theatre was... indescribable. It was a madhouse, chaos, but somewhere in all of those forthily clad over made beings, there was a method. I picked a seat in the back, convenient to the emergency exit. She dragged me to the front and introduced me to everyone. I managed to be a good sport and be polite instead of running screaming from the theatre. I admit to a bit of cowardice. The new yellowishness of my backbone bothered me, so I resolved to sit and enjoy the movie and it's inevitable hoopla.
Aside from when they came at me bellowing VIRGIN VIRGIN VIRGIN and I leaped atop the theatre seats, prepared to defend my honor to the last... and embarassingly enough, shrieking like a girl (well I AM a girl dammit). A few not so subtle threats at the top of my not inconsiderable lungs concerning the immediate disposition of wigs and assorted accessories and broken limbs at the least seemed to settle them down a bit. After that, they left me free to enjoy the show on screen, though the spectacle off screen was just as interesting.
I am, however, one of those people who came away hating it. I hate it avidly and with a certain panache. *strikes a knowning pose* However, if you have a brave heart, and particularly if you know someone able to introduce you into the group performing along with the movie, you should see it. It's like getting your wisdom teeth pulled, you should try it at least once.
That way you can stand in your driveway in understanding muted horror when you hear a 6 year old riding by on his skateboard singing I'm a Transsexual from Transvestite Transylvania.
Here is an interesting and somewhat explanatory website. http://www.fullbodycast.org/
Do you think they have too much time on their hands or just an interesting hobby?
[Edited by KillerMuffin on 08-12-2000 at 07:27 AM]
One year a group of friends of mine and I dressed up as the main characters! I got to be Magenta and my b/f at the time was my incestuous brother Riff Raft(?). It was a lot of fun! lol
