| keewick ( @ 2007-08-15 04:59:00 |
My VVC '07 vids
For Club Vivid -
Title: Battleflag (42MB)
Artist: Pigeonhed (Lo-Fidelity Allstars Remix)
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Spoilers: S1-S3
Got a revolution behind my eyes, we got to get up and organize.
Your construction
Smells of corruption
I manipulate to recreate
This air to ground saga
Gotta launder my karma
I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans
You'll get down on your muthafuckin' knees
And it's time for your sickness again
Come on and tell me what you need
Tell me what is making you bleed
We got two more minutes and
We gonna cut to what you need
So one of six so tell me
One do you want to live
And one of seven tell me
Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give
Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees
Tell me is it time to get down
I'm blown to the maxim
Two hemispheres battlin'
I'm blown to the maxim
Two hemispheres battlin'
Suckin' up, one last breath
Take a drag off of death
Hey Mr. Policeman
Is it time for getting away
Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin' road
And running from your ass today
Now tell me if do you agree
Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed
I got a few more minutes and
I'm gonna cut to what you need
So one of six so tell me
One do you want to live
And one of seven tell me
Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give
Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees
Tell me is it time to get down
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
You want a revolution behind your eyes
We got to get up and organize
Come on baby tell me
Yes we aim to please
For the Premiere show -
Title: Signal to Noise (37MB)
Artist: Peter Gabriel
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Character: Lee
Spoilers: S1-S3
A new dawn is breaking.
You know the way that things go
When what you fight for starts to fall
And in that fuzzy picture
The writing stands out on the wall
So clearly on the wall
Send out the signals deep and loud
And in this place, can you reassure me
With a touch, a smile – while the cradle's burning
All the while the world is turning to noise
Oh the more that it's surrounding us
The more that it destroys
Turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Send out the signals deep and loud
Man I'm losing sound and sight
Of all those who can tell me wrong from right
When all things beautiful and bright
Sink in the night
Yet there's still something in my heart
That can find a way
To make a start
To turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
For the Challenge show (the theme was faith) -
Title: Martina (15MB)
Artist: Meryn Cadell
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Character: Veronica
Spoilers: S1-S3
Knock on wood.
Pump, pump, blow the dump the steaming sewers
Take the chance that only chancy chicks would take
And cake walk home with icy brakes and spiky heels and clicks they make
And walk through your cold neighborhood but don't get raped
Knock on wood
Martina hobbled home
Breathing in time to the sounds of her footsteps on the pavement
All the houses made hushy, silent sounds because it was a thick night at 3AM
Nobody was around
That's the worst time a part of her said
But most of her just said
Vup tup, vup tup, vup tup, to her swinging legs
Pump, pump, blow the dump the steaming sewers
Take the chance that only chancy chicks would take
And cake walk home with icy brakes and spiky heels and clicks they make
And walk through your cold neighborhood but don't get raped
Knock on wood
For the Nearly New show -
Title: Sugar (36MB)
Artist: Heather Nova
Fandom: Smallville
Character: Lana
Spoilers: S1-S6
Strapped into something tight, keeping me small.
On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun
Going somewhere older than I was
Strapped into something tight, keeping me small
I dug into you like rock climbing
Too scared of coming down
Too scared of going up
Too scared of rockface
I should've split my sides or spilled my guts or hit you or something
But I was good
And your father's little pancakes so round and perfect
And me sitting up too straight, laughing in wrong places
Kissing you, kissing up, kissing too soon
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go
And when you got me pregnant I stopped the party
And I stopped the typewriter
And I stopped your dumb ball game in the red barn
And I stopped your father and bled instead
And I felt the lie
Something sticky on the inside
A bitter wind in my throat
Stopping me wanting
In my stomach, in my head, and you said
Sugar sugar, you couldn't come (come)
Sugar sugar, without your mother (mother)
Sugar sugar, you couldn't taste it
Sugar sugar, in my throat
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go
A big thank you goes out to
talitha78,
paraka,
paddies, and
nightchik for having looked over one or more of my VVC vids in advance and having given me feedback and encouragement.
In other fannish news, I recently signed up for IJ, GJ, and JF accounts under the same username - keewick - but consider them mostly placeholders for now. So if and when fandom moves for good, I'll see you there.
For Club Vivid -
Title: Battleflag (42MB)
Artist: Pigeonhed (Lo-Fidelity Allstars Remix)
Fandom: Stargate Atlantis
Spoilers: S1-S3
Got a revolution behind my eyes, we got to get up and organize.
Your construction
Smells of corruption
I manipulate to recreate
This air to ground saga
Gotta launder my karma
I said hallelujah to the sixteen loyal fans
You'll get down on your muthafuckin' knees
And it's time for your sickness again
Come on and tell me what you need
Tell me what is making you bleed
We got two more minutes and
We gonna cut to what you need
So one of six so tell me
One do you want to live
And one of seven tell me
Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give
Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees
Tell me is it time to get down
I'm blown to the maxim
Two hemispheres battlin'
I'm blown to the maxim
Two hemispheres battlin'
Suckin' up, one last breath
Take a drag off of death
Hey Mr. Policeman
Is it time for getting away
Is it time for driving down the mother fuckin' road
And running from your ass today
Now tell me if do you agree
Or tell me if I'm makin' you bleed
I got a few more minutes and
I'm gonna cut to what you need
So one of six so tell me
One do you want to live
And one of seven tell me
Is it time for your muthafuckin' ass to give
Tell me is it time to get down on your muthafuckin' knees
Tell me is it time to get down
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
Got a revolution behind my eyes
We got to get up and organize
You want a revolution behind your eyes
We got to get up and organize
Come on baby tell me
Yes we aim to please
For the Premiere show -
Title: Signal to Noise (37MB)
Artist: Peter Gabriel
Fandom: Battlestar Galactica
Character: Lee
Spoilers: S1-S3
A new dawn is breaking.
You know the way that things go
When what you fight for starts to fall
And in that fuzzy picture
The writing stands out on the wall
So clearly on the wall
Send out the signals deep and loud
And in this place, can you reassure me
With a touch, a smile – while the cradle's burning
All the while the world is turning to noise
Oh the more that it's surrounding us
The more that it destroys
Turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Send out the signals deep and loud
Man I'm losing sound and sight
Of all those who can tell me wrong from right
When all things beautiful and bright
Sink in the night
Yet there's still something in my heart
That can find a way
To make a start
To turn up the signal
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
Wipe out the noise
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
Receive and transmit
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
You know that's it
You know that's it
Receive and transmit
For the Challenge show (the theme was faith) -
Title: Martina (15MB)
Artist: Meryn Cadell
Fandom: Veronica Mars
Character: Veronica
Spoilers: S1-S3
Knock on wood.
Pump, pump, blow the dump the steaming sewers
Take the chance that only chancy chicks would take
And cake walk home with icy brakes and spiky heels and clicks they make
And walk through your cold neighborhood but don't get raped
Knock on wood
Martina hobbled home
Breathing in time to the sounds of her footsteps on the pavement
All the houses made hushy, silent sounds because it was a thick night at 3AM
Nobody was around
That's the worst time a part of her said
But most of her just said
Vup tup, vup tup, vup tup, to her swinging legs
Pump, pump, blow the dump the steaming sewers
Take the chance that only chancy chicks would take
And cake walk home with icy brakes and spiky heels and clicks they make
And walk through your cold neighborhood but don't get raped
Knock on wood
For the Nearly New show -
Title: Sugar (36MB)
Artist: Heather Nova
Fandom: Smallville
Character: Lana
Spoilers: S1-S6
Strapped into something tight, keeping me small.
On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun
Going somewhere older than I was
Strapped into something tight, keeping me small
I dug into you like rock climbing
Too scared of coming down
Too scared of going up
Too scared of rockface
I should've split my sides or spilled my guts or hit you or something
But I was good
And your father's little pancakes so round and perfect
And me sitting up too straight, laughing in wrong places
Kissing you, kissing up, kissing too soon
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go
And when you got me pregnant I stopped the party
And I stopped the typewriter
And I stopped your dumb ball game in the red barn
And I stopped your father and bled instead
And I felt the lie
Something sticky on the inside
A bitter wind in my throat
Stopping me wanting
In my stomach, in my head, and you said
Sugar sugar, you couldn't come (come)
Sugar sugar, without your mother (mother)
Sugar sugar, you couldn't taste it
Sugar sugar, in my throat
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the morning comes where will I go
Ooh-ooh, when the cock crows
When the love is gone where will I go
A big thank you goes out to
In other fannish news, I recently signed up for IJ, GJ, and JF accounts under the same username - keewick - but consider them mostly placeholders for now. So if and when fandom moves for good, I'll see you there.