[Sighing.]
When are we going to see some action? |
I don't know. |
It's been a REALLY long time since our last adventure. |
I know dragons. I know. Our Writer's been busy. |
Yeah. Writing OTHER stuff. I hear she's editor-in-chief of that web zine now. |
And following the Wyrd Sisters around. I hear she's been to 13 Wyrd Sisters gigs! |
Twenty-two if you count each stage at folk festivals separately! |
Twenty-two Wyrd Sisters concerts, forty-four issues of The Outer Rim, and no time for us. |
She has been working too. Things got pretty busy at that ISP you know. And she's trying to break into film production work now. |
She's forgotten her old friends the dragons. |
[PSI PHILE sobs.]
No. Our Writer would not forget us. I'm sure of that. |
It's been three years 'Mags! |
She'll be back Aerfen. Have faith. |
[AERFEN snorts a Huge Ball of Flame. She is unimpressed with HUMAGON's faith. The other DRAGONS seem similarly unconvinced. HUMAGON gets up and walks towards the forward view screen, staring out into space as if the internal view of LAURA's Demented Mind (Shudder) might provide some clues as to LAURA's whereabouts. AERFEN also rises to her feet but moves off in the opposite direction, pacing impatiently back and forth across the upper level of the BRIDGE. ALPHA DRACONI pushes herself up in her chair and scrolls through the data readouts on her console. She is puzzled by what she sees. Scrolls back. Reads it again.]
Aerfen? Can you check the tactical displays please? My command console is indicating that the "You May or May Not Have Taken an Entity Aboard Your Space Craft Which May or May Not Contain Bio-Hazardous Lifeforms or Other Untold Dangers" warning button has been tripped. |
[AERFEN races to her work station, and HUMAGON turns and slides into the seat at the Conn. The other DRAGONS all sit up at this news.]
You're right Alpha. The "You May or May Not Have Taken an Entity Aboard Your Space Craft Which May or May Not Contain Bio-Hazardous Lifeforms or Other Untold Dangers" warning button is definitely on! |
The dorsal gamma airlock has been opened! Wait a minute. It's closing now. The lock is repressurizing. |
[HUMAGON turns to face the others.]
Something's in there. |
[There is a flurry of activity as the DRAGONS all scramble to their posts, trying to gather what information they can concerning the contents of the PERIL's dorsal gamma airlock.]
Anything organic? |
I'm detecting some wood products. Paper I think. Mostly plastics though, and some inks. I think they're data storage devices. |
I'm sensing ... Dancing! |
Dancing? |
[PSI PHILE drops to her knees on the deck and takes up her Concentration Pose. After a few moments she nods her head.]
Definitely dancing. |
Speedy and Psi are both right. The airlock contains presents I brought you from Ottawa. |
Our Writer! |
Yes. |
You're back! |
With presents. |
Music! |
You got it. |
I'll go get them! |
I'll fetch the CD player. |
[SPEEDY-GO DRAGON and 2ND SHIFT exit via the SSISTT.]
So. You're back. |
Yes. And I'm sorry for the long absence. I have been busy. Life and all that. |
Of course. Happens to the best of us. |
And you returned to Ottawa. To the folk festival? |
Yes. |
Did they have a mosh pit this year? |
No. Mr. Killjoy was lying about that. The festival was just as unfriendly towards dancers as ever. |
But you went back there anyway. The Wyrds were there, I take it. |
Yes. The Wyrd Sisters, and Susan Werner. The Wyrd Sisters hadn't been out our way in eighteen months, and I really needed a break from Milton, so I got myself a rental car, drove out to London to pick up Lili and Mandy, and we made the trek to the Ottawa Folk Festival. |
And? How was it? |
It was fabulous! I mean, the lack of suitable places in which to dance really sucked, but there were lots of wonderful performers there. |
What is that with folk festivals without dancing? |
I have no idea. Ottawa has no room to dance at the main stage, two of the daytime stages are on concrete, and one of the late night stages is on pavement. At one of the stages at which I did manage to find myself a small bit of body-friendly space in which to dance, I was told to cease and desist - twice! |
That's outrageous! |
You're telling me. |
[Who has just returned with her CD player.]
I heard you were table dancing. |
Who told you that? |
I have my sources. |
Hmph! Well, as it so happens, you're correct. I was dancing on a table. But it was an outdoor picnic table. It was plenty stable enough for dancing, and it had seen plenty worse than my feet. Besides, I had checked with festival security, and they had said it was no problem, I could dance there. Then some other official type came along and told me no, I had to get down. |
What did you do? |
Well, I moved down onto the bench of the table and I danced without lifting my feet very far. That way, I figured I could pretend that I wasn't really dancing, I just wasn't too good at standing still. |
You're so bad! |
It was a folk festival! And you know me; when my soul calls me to dance, I have to dance - and the music at that concert was surely calling me to dance, let me tell you! |
So. Did you get away with dancing on the bench? |
Such as it was, yes. I consoled myself with the knowledge that the rest of the workshops which I planned to attend that day were on grass. Surely I would be able to find adequate dancing real estate there, but even that was problematic. |
How so? |
Well, these Ottawa types really have no idea. About dancing, I mean. I was at one of Susan's sets, and it was pretty crowded, but I needed to dance so I moved to the back of the crowd so that I wouldn't be in anyone's way. |
That was kind of you. |
I thought so. Anyway, there I was dancing at the back of the audience when two people came and sat down right behind me. There was plenty of space beside me, but no, they sat down directly behind me. |
How strange. |
I thought so too, but they did arrive between songs, and I wasn't dancing at the time, just standing there. Dancing is such a foreign concept at that festival, I think that this couple perhaps assumed that I would sit down or move on once the next song began. I, of course, had no intention of doing either, so I moved sideways a few paces, so that I would no longer be in front of them. |
And that worked out? |
For about half a song. Then two more people came and sat down directly behind my new position! |
So you moved again? |
Well, at that point, another move sideways would have put me behind speakers and tent poles, so that I could not see the stage at all, and the couple who had first sat down behind me had not bothered to move up into the space which I had vacated, so there was lots of room in front of them, and I would have had to move considerably further back to get behind them. |
So what did you do? |
At the end of the next song, I asked the first couple if they would like to move up so that I could dance behind them and not block their view of the stage. |
And did they move? |
No. They just stared at me as if I had three heads. They looked a little frightened actually, as if being addressed by the crazy dancer person was a little bit too much for them. Buddy who'd sat down behind me last wasn't afraid to speak to me, however. "Why don't you go dance over there?" he grumped, and pointed to the field to the side of the stage, halfway over towards the next stage! "People came here to see the performers, not you!" |
Did you deck him? |
No. |
I would have decked him. |
Yes, I expect you would have, but physical altercations are somewhat contrary to the spirit of a folk festival. |
So, what did you do about Mr. Nasty then? |
I tried to ignore him as best I could. The stage crew opened up the wall on the far side of the stage soon after that, so I moved far away from Mr. Nasty and tried to forget about him. He'd left a bitter taste in my mouth though. I didn't feel much like dancing anymore. |
That really sucks. |
I still say you should have decked him. Who was he to ruin your whole festival like that? |
Oh, he didn't ruin my whole festival. |
No? |
No. After that set, Susan signed her CD liner "to the interpretive dancer of the Ottawa Folk Festival" for me, and I felt better after that. |
That's good. |
I'll bet Mr. Nasty did't feel any better though. |
I wouldn't know. He really wasn't my problem anymore, was he? |
But, other than the problems with dancing, it was a good festival? |
It was fabulous! |
[2ND SHIFT returns with the CDs.]
Here they are! |
[ALPHA DRACONI takes the CDs.]
Six, no, this one's got two in it. Seven CDs! |
Two in one! That's the coolest! |
Those are the coolest! Those are Darlene's. |
Who's Darlene? |
Only my find of the festival. She was awesome! She sings jazz and blues and Gypsy tunes. |
Gypsy tunes? |
Hmm-mmm! She has some traditional stuff from all over, and lots of her own songs which are all fabulous and she plays guitar and drums and (not at the festival, but on her recordings) she plays didgeridoo.
Oh! I love didgeridoo! |
Me too! |
Didg is the coolest. |
Ya gotta' love a woman who plays didgeridoo! |
That's what I thought. And you know that I'm spiritually related to the Gypsies. |
You found youself heading over to the CD tent in a big hurry, I bet. |
I did. |
Seven CDs! The goddess of money has been smiling on you! |
She hasn't actually. I spent way more money in Ottawa than I should have done! The car rental was pretty pricey too, because the rental agency in Milton has really short hours and they don't allow after-hours drop offs, so I had to have the car for five days! That was a bit of an ouch on my wallet, so I steeled myself to face the fact that I wouldn't be able to buy anyone's CD at the festival unless the performer really blew me away. |
And Darlene blew you away? |
Oh yes! And when I got to the music tent, Darlene had two CDs there, and I couldn't possibly decide which one not to get. |
So you got both. |
Yeah. I pretty much gave up on the idea of walking away from Ottawa with any money left at that point and decided that I was in such a good mood that everyone was getting two-fors. |
But, there are four Susan Werner CDs here. Were there two Susan Werners at the festival? |
Oh, no. Susan's one of a kind, but I owed her because I saw her perform at Hillside last summer and really wanted to buy her CDs then but was too broke. |
And this one? Kiva? Who's that? |
The Wyrds' new soprano. |
Oh! This was your first Wyrd Sisters' gig without Lianne! |
Yes. |
And? |
I managed not to cry. |
That was big of you. |
Well, I am trying to be mature about that whole thing. |
And you even bought the new sister's CD. |
I bought Kiva's CD because I think she is talented. That had nothing to do with the Wyrd Sisters. |
But you only bought one Kiva CD. |
I think she only had one CD there. |
You think? |
Yes. When I got to the CD tent, Kiva had already cashed out. One of the volunteers had already pulled Susan's and Darlene's CDs for me, and there was a huge line up at the cash register, and there I was standing with a big pile of CDs I had yet to pay for but no Kiva CD, and the Wyrds had finished their last set of the festival, and I knew they were leaving right away. |
So how did you get this CD? |
Ah, well. I had accomplices in Ottawa with me this time, didn't I? I gave Mandy and Lili my cash and sent them to the Green Room in search of Kiva while I waited to pay for the other CDs with credit. |
The girls were successful, I take it? |
I didn't know immediately. When I made it through the line up in the music tent, there was no sign of Lili or Mandy, so I headed off to the Green Room in search of them. Couldn't find them there either, or Kiva, but I did see Murray Pulver, who was at the festival playing guitar for the Wyrds, so I called him over and asked him if he had seen the girls. |
Had he? |
No. Poor Murray. I think he thought that I had lost them. I said, "No, no, no. I sent them out this way in search of Kiva, because I want to buy her CD." Well, Murray didn't know where Kiva was either, so I went back outside and headed back towards the main stage area, where I found the girls, triumphantly waving the Kiva CD in the air. |
A successful mission! |
Of course! They are my protégés, after all! |
So, you got all of the CDs that you wanted. |
No, but I got all that I could afford. |
And you got to hear the Wyrd Sisters. |
And lots of other great performers too! In fact, there were so many wonderful musicians at Ottawa this year, it was impossible to keep up with them all. |
Meaning? |
Meaning ... well ... oh, dear. I guess I might as well tell you this now, because you're sure to find out sooner or later, and I know that I'll never live this down, but... |
But what?!?!?!? |
Sulla's afternoon. |
Yes? |
I was at Darlene's concert. |
And? |
And the Wyrd Sisters were scheduled to perform immediately afterwards, but on a different stage. |
Okay. And? |
And Darlene's set ran over. |
You didn't. |
I did. |
You did what? |
I missed one of the Wyrd Sisters' songs. |
[There is a collective gasp amongst the DRAGONS.]
You - you - you - you what?!?!?!? |
I missed the Wyrds' first song. |
But - but - but - but - but - |
But you're their biggest fan! |
I know. |
You've travelled hundreds of miles to see them! |
I know. |
On multiple occassions! |
I know. |
But, you can't ... How could you? |
Look. 2nd. Dragons. I'm sorry, but it couldn't be helped. |
What do you mean, "it couldn't be helped"?! Did you not know that the Wyrd Sisters were performing next? |
I knew. |
Did you know that Darlene's set was running overtime? |
Yes. |
Then I don't see ... |
Darlene blew me away like the Wyrd Sisters blew me away the first time I heard them. |
Wow! |
I couldn't walk out on her set early. |
No. I guess not. |
[ALPHA DRACONI, who has been examining the CDs from Ottawa, clears her throat.]
Yes? |
Speaking of the Wyrd Sisters. |
Yes? |
Didn't they release a new CD this summer? |
[There is a chorus of "Yeah. Is that out yet? It's about time! Oh yeah, I've been waiting on that one!" etc.]
Ah, yes. They did. |
But you didn't buy that in Ottawa? |
Didn't have to. I already had one, courtesy of Kim. |
Well? |
Well what? |
Where is it? |
Sheesh! I bring you seven CDs from Ottawa! Seven! And all excellent CDs at that! But no, that's not good enough for you. You have to have the Wyrd Sisters' CD too. |
It's alright for you, speeding down the highway in your little rental car, following the Wyrd Sisters and now it seems other musicians as well around the province, but we never get to leave your Demented [Shudder.] Mind. Most of the time, we don't even get to leave this ship. We don't have any music except for what you share with us. |
Oh, all right! |
[The Wyrds "Sin and Other Salvations" CD floats down from the lighting grid above the BRIDGE set.]
I had to travel all the way to London in a casket delivery truck to get that one, so don't loose it. Come to think of it, don't loose any of the CDs. I'm rather fond of them and not in much of a position to be able to replace any of them easily. |
You rode to London in a casket delivery truck? |
Yes. |
Caskets as in coffins? |
Yes. |
With dead people in them? |
No, no, no. Empty caskets. |
How did that come to pass? |
Oh, that's a story for another day. |
[The DRAGONS try to question OUR WRITER more, but she is gone. As the credits start to roll, SPEEDY-GO DRAGON pops the "Motel Darlene" CD into her CD player, and the DRAGONS are soon all up and dancing around the BRIDGE.]
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