Next Rehearsal is Saturday, Feb. 6th. It's a staging one and I am not making the hour and half drive. They can just surprise me. But I'll be there on Sunday so I'll report to you!
Here's a lovely headshot of Tristan Tapscott, the other partner in the Harrison Hilltop, a good friend and the director of TAD. He also is responsible for much of the re-writing of TAD, making it into a more palatable piece for the audience. Anyway, wish we had a bit longer rehearsal process just so I could spend a bit more leisurely time with Tristan. He's a great guy and he appears to be quite brilliant.
Now, to a song...
MISFITS LIKE US
THE TUNES
(I wrote this song a while before TAD was even rolling around in my brain, and I remember after I wrote it I thought "what am I gonna do with this weird thing?" Well, it fit perfectly. DYLAN (the main character if you haven't figured that out yet) has a bunch of strange friends. We call them The Misfits in our little show. Here's a little anthem they chant just to remind themselves that they are not alone.
MISFITS LIKE US
HARD AS WE TRY WE CAN’T QUITE CONFORM
CAN’T HOLD DOWN A JOB OR KEEP NORMAL HOURS
AND WE’RE NOT SMOKERS BUT WE SMOKE FOR NO GOOD REASON
WE DO A LOT FOR NO GOOD REASON
AMY AND I HAD A LONG TALK TODAY
COMMISERATING ‘BOUT HOW WE’RE MISUNDERSTOOD
BUT SHE HAS BEEN BLESSED WITH SOME MODERATE SUCCESS
AND FORTUNATELY WON’T HAVE TO WORRY HERSELF
WITH BEING SOME WAITRESS
BUT I’M STILL WAITING
RUNNING THE SCALE WHILE MY REAL WORK IS MIXED AND MASTERED...
MAN, IT’S HARD WHEN YOU FEEL YOU DON’T BELONG
WHEN THE DRUMS ARE BEATING BUT THEY JUST DON’T FIT YOUR SONG
MAN IT’S HARD BUT YOU KNOW WE DO BELONG
IT’S HARD TO REMEMBER AND YOU WANNA SCREAM AND CUSS
BUT THERE’S A CLUB FOR MISFITS LIKE US
HEY, YOU - YEAH, YOU - WITH THEM WEIRDO CLOTHES
AND YOUR EYE-LINED EYES AND YOUR EURO-FRO
ARE THE BOYS IN THE LOCKER ROOM KEEPING SOME SPACE
THEY DON’T KNOW THAT YOU CRY BLACK TEARS DOWN YOUR FACE
AT NIGHT WHEN YOU WRITE ‘EM ALL INTO A POEM
THEY’RE INK ON YOUR PAGE THOUGH YOU DON’T REALLY KNOW ‘EM
YOU SHAKE AS YOU WRITE OUT A SUICIDE NOTE
CAUSE YOU’RE YOU YOU WANNA DIE BUT DON’T...
MAN, IT’S HARD WHEN YOU FEEL YOU DON’T BELONG
WHEN THE DRUMS ARE BEATING BUT THEY JUST DON'T FIT YOUR SONG
MAN, IT’S HARD BUT YOU KNOW WE DO BELONG
IT’S HARD TO REMEMBER AND YOU WANNA SCREAM AND CUSS
BUT THERE’S A CLUB
FOR MISFITS LIKE US
HEY! WATCH OUT – WATCH OUT CAUSE WE FIT YOUR PROFILE
OF PEOPLE YOU SHOULDN’T HANG AROUND
BUT WHAT DO YOU KNOW, WE AREN’T THE PROBLEM
IT’S YOU WHO DON’T KNOW WHO THE HELL YOU ARE
RUN AWAY – RUN REALLY, REALLY FAR
DAH – DAH – DAH – DAH - CHICK-A-CHICK-A - BANG BANG
TICK – A – TICK – TOCK – WICK-E-WICK-E – CHANG – CHANG
YOU’RE NOT GONNA FIX US CAUSE WE JUST AINT BROKE
WE JUST CHOOSE TO BE THE JOKERS INSTEAD OF THE JOKE
AND TO THE OUTSIDE WORLD IT MAKES NONE TO LITTLE SENSE
BUT WE MAKE SENSE
WE’RE ALL HERE FOR SOME GOOD REASON
WE’RE ALL HERE FOR SOME GOOD REASON
WE’RE ALL HERE FOR SOME GOOD REASON
AND YOU KEEP QUIET
LIVING YOUR DREAMS IN SUBURBIAVILLE
WISHING ON STARS
TIL THE LAST ONE’S FADED
MAN, IT’S HARD WHEN YOU FEEL YOU DON’T BELONG
WHEN THE DRUMS ARE BEATING BUT THEY JUST DON’T FIT YOUR SONG
MAN, IT’S HARD WHEN YOU FEEL YOU DON’T BELONG
WHEN THE DRUMS ARE BEATING BUT THEY JUST DON’T FIT YOUR SONG
MAN, IT’S HARD BUT YOU KNOW WE DO BELONG
IT’S HARD TO REMEMBER AND YOU WANNA SCREAM AND CUSS
BUT THERE’S A CLUB
FOR MISFITS LIKE US!
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