Okay, I've been sitting on this story for a week now and I just can't take it anymore. So nuts to Keith and his assmar - I'm telling the goddamn story.
For those of you who don't watch a lot of reality TV, there's this show on MTV called Made in which a high school kid gets made over and tries something they've never done before. Apparently, there's a Boston-area marching band geek that wants to be made into a rocker. So MTV contacted Scamper. Because we're, you know, a rock band.
Last week, we all went in for the interview, not knowing what to expect. The producer ended up interviewing us individually, meaning I couldn't pull my "punch Mike in the balls like they do on Jackass" maneuver with which I had planned to win MTV's fickle heart.
But I sat down with the producer, who was a very cool and relaxed guy. We were chatting about Scamper, the show and my ideas - the interview seemed to be going well... until the door opened and Juliana Hatfield walked in. "Sorry I'm late," she said.
That's when I had my "Oh... I'm not going to get this, am I?" moment. As Ms. Hatfield waited outside the door for me to finish, I fumbled through the rest of my interview, stuttering and sweating. Not that I would normally be in awe of her or anything, but it just completely threw me off my game that I was competing with actual, you know, famous people. (I'm only technically "famous" in gay porn circles under the name "Girth Brooks.")
Resigned to the fact that I didn't get the show, I finished up my interview and waited as the rest of the band went in. We hadn't heard anything until last night, when I talked to my friend Mary in NYC. She says, "Hey Brendo - the show Made is looking for a Boston band. They said they've been desperately searching and haven't found anyone good. You should definitely contact them."
I regretted to inform her - I was in fact one of the "not good" people that they found. So it looks like no MTV for your buddies in Scamper.
But at least I got that story off my chest. Ahhhhhhhh. But don't you worry - there's more nuttiness to come, kittens. Things are very busy backstage in the world of Scamper.
For those of you who don't watch a lot of reality TV, there's this show on MTV called Made in which a high school kid gets made over and tries something they've never done before. Apparently, there's a Boston-area marching band geek that wants to be made into a rocker. So MTV contacted Scamper. Because we're, you know, a rock band.
Last week, we all went in for the interview, not knowing what to expect. The producer ended up interviewing us individually, meaning I couldn't pull my "punch Mike in the balls like they do on Jackass" maneuver with which I had planned to win MTV's fickle heart.
But I sat down with the producer, who was a very cool and relaxed guy. We were chatting about Scamper, the show and my ideas - the interview seemed to be going well... until the door opened and Juliana Hatfield walked in. "Sorry I'm late," she said.
That's when I had my "Oh... I'm not going to get this, am I?" moment. As Ms. Hatfield waited outside the door for me to finish, I fumbled through the rest of my interview, stuttering and sweating. Not that I would normally be in awe of her or anything, but it just completely threw me off my game that I was competing with actual, you know, famous people. (I'm only technically "famous" in gay porn circles under the name "Girth Brooks.")
Resigned to the fact that I didn't get the show, I finished up my interview and waited as the rest of the band went in. We hadn't heard anything until last night, when I talked to my friend Mary in NYC. She says, "Hey Brendo - the show Made is looking for a Boston band. They said they've been desperately searching and haven't found anyone good. You should definitely contact them."
I regretted to inform her - I was in fact one of the "not good" people that they found. So it looks like no MTV for your buddies in Scamper.
But at least I got that story off my chest. Ahhhhhhhh. But don't you worry - there's more nuttiness to come, kittens. Things are very busy backstage in the world of Scamper.
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You've totally got your blinker on, man.
- Kurt Loder
That's pretty fucking hilarious.
I thought my audition went really well. We talked about The Animals and songwriting and the fragile psyche of 15-year old girls.
I was going to use our stock description of the roles of our band members: Nate's the Face of the band, I'm the Brain, Brendo's the Mouth... but then I remembered what Mike is so I kept it to myself.
What? The vagina?
Mike is the balls.
Hmmm... I always thought of your band as a female entity, so vagina seemed more appropriate.
did you scotch tape the lucky charms to your balls before or after the interview?
cause if you waited til after then that may be where you went wrong...
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