Geeks sing out
Jul. 30th, 2010 01:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tardis_stowawayLast night, I had the late night urge to combine my new muffin pan with the blueberries I'd bought at the previous week's farmers' market. Blueberry cinnamon muffins happened. Yum! I am the Evil Midnight Muffin Maker What Makes Muffins at Midnight. (Anyone who gets that The Tick reference gets +5 points.)
Today, I did a nice hike up Bishop's Peak, ran some errands, bought more produce at the big Farmers' Market/street fair in SLO, and settled in at Linnaea's Cafe to try to accomplish a bit of work on the Jack/Doctor fic I'm writing. It turned out that there was going to be live music, a fairly common occurrence at the cafe, and generally a welcome one. The woman onstage tonight had a lovely voice and a "folk funk" (her description) sound that I was really digging. Then, a few songs in, she announced, "this song is about River Tam."
I did a double-take. Yes, she meant Firefly's River Tam. I had serendipitously shown up at a geek concert in a non-convention venue, as another audience member more prepared than me soon proved by donning a Jayne hat. The concert included several more songs, maybe a third of the ones she played, vaguely or not-so-vaguely referencing Firefly mixed in with the more standard singer-songwriter fare. The non-filk songs often had a humorous touch ("You're like an avocado, baby. You're only really good for one day.") She also played an anthem about being a geek, featuring percussion played on a manual typewriter. I repeat: manual typewriter percussion.
Her name is Marian Call, and you should check her out! You can listen to some of her music streaming on her website.
The concert must have helped with the fannish brainwaves, because even though my fic only had half my attention, I finally managed to write a version I like of a scene that had been giving me trouble. Hooray!
Bonus geek moment of the week: I wandered into a local bead store a few days ago, just to see what was in there (answer: beads). The woman behind the counter became the first stranger to ever speak in recognition of the small TARDIS pin on my purse.
Today, I did a nice hike up Bishop's Peak, ran some errands, bought more produce at the big Farmers' Market/street fair in SLO, and settled in at Linnaea's Cafe to try to accomplish a bit of work on the Jack/Doctor fic I'm writing. It turned out that there was going to be live music, a fairly common occurrence at the cafe, and generally a welcome one. The woman onstage tonight had a lovely voice and a "folk funk" (her description) sound that I was really digging. Then, a few songs in, she announced, "this song is about River Tam."
I did a double-take. Yes, she meant Firefly's River Tam. I had serendipitously shown up at a geek concert in a non-convention venue, as another audience member more prepared than me soon proved by donning a Jayne hat. The concert included several more songs, maybe a third of the ones she played, vaguely or not-so-vaguely referencing Firefly mixed in with the more standard singer-songwriter fare. The non-filk songs often had a humorous touch ("You're like an avocado, baby. You're only really good for one day.") She also played an anthem about being a geek, featuring percussion played on a manual typewriter. I repeat: manual typewriter percussion.
Her name is Marian Call, and you should check her out! You can listen to some of her music streaming on her website.
The concert must have helped with the fannish brainwaves, because even though my fic only had half my attention, I finally managed to write a version I like of a scene that had been giving me trouble. Hooray!
Bonus geek moment of the week: I wandered into a local bead store a few days ago, just to see what was in there (answer: beads). The woman behind the counter became the first stranger to ever speak in recognition of the small TARDIS pin on my purse.
