Makes the hard man humble
Jan. 25th, 2008 05:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"One Night In Bangkok" came up on shuffle (this would be because I'm a big giant dork and my kid doesn't yet know enough about music to demand that I shape up), and, man, people, that is totally Rodney McKay talking!
I mean, a young, even more defensive sort of Rodney McKay, where "I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine" translates to "I'm so utterly hopeless with women that I can't tell which are the prostitutes and which are the doctoral students, and it doesn't matter anyway because all of them either laugh at me or throw drinks at me."
Tell me you can't see this
I mean, a young, even more defensive sort of Rodney McKay, where "I get my kicks above the waistline, sunshine" translates to "I'm so utterly hopeless with women that I can't tell which are the prostitutes and which are the doctoral students, and it doesn't matter anyway because all of them either laugh at me or throw drinks at me."
Tell me you can't see this
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Date: 1/25/08 11:21 pm (UTC)I think you're right about it being when he's young though, I didn't make that distinction. : )
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Date: 1/26/08 04:29 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 1/25/08 11:53 pm (UTC)[walking trove of useless trivia here]
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Date: 1/26/08 04:30 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 1/25/08 11:53 pm (UTC)Amusingly enough, this lyrics site refers to the guy as "The American". What would Rodney have to say about that!? *g*
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Date: 1/26/08 04:36 pm (UTC)But, yes, he doesn't look that much like the actual young DH, but he looks pretty much like what I would have imagined the young DH to look like.
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Date: 1/26/08 12:07 am (UTC)*is a Canadian dork*
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Date: 1/26/08 04:32 pm (UTC)Plus, it's especially difficult with that song to answer the typical kidlet question, "What is this song about?" I mean: "Um, it was from a movie, though I don't think the movie ever got made, but it was going to be about a chess tournament, of all things. Bangkok is a city in Thailand. Thailand is what used to be called Siam. Yul Brynner ... um ..."
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Date: 1/28/08 09:48 pm (UTC)[geek] A kid I knew in high school actually had the original 2-CD concept album for this musical, and I borrowed it for years at a time.
And yes, the song reflects a cynical view of the world; but I think the musical expects you to be amused by it, rather than sympathetic to it? [/geek]
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Date: 1/26/08 12:24 am (UTC)I can see the AU, where Rodney is the neurotic-but-brilliant chess player... and in this universe, it turns out that the Ancients played something very like chess, and in order to access anything in the Stargates, a person needs both the gene and the ability to play Ancient chess in order to figure out the dynamic passwords. Between them, Daniel Jackson and Jack O'Neill don't do too badly, but, they're still pretty limited to a few short jumps. (Because it really sucks to have to figure out a chess problem in order to dial home -- especially when the locals are trying to kill you.) The SGC tries to recruit Rodney but fails, the Trust tries to kidnap/blackmail Rodney, but fails -- thus far -- by totally underestimating both how abrasive, how self-preserving, and how socially clueless Rodney is. But the Trust is taking over, and Sheppard thinks he could get his crew out through the Stargate if he only had a better chess partner, so he goes to talk to Rodney, who is pretty sure that Sheppard is neither SGC (look at that hair!) nor Trust (look at that hair!), and besides, he's hot, so...
Then there's lots of running away from thugs, during which Sheppard kicks ass, and a scorching hot kiss of "OMG, we're still alive!" in an alley, and then some angst of "can we get to the Stargate and save the crew or is it all for naught? Is he just using me?" And then they meet up with the crew at the McMurdo gate! And they dial up Atlantis! And then they get through! And they end up rolling around necking on the floor of the Atlantis gateroom while the rest of the crew goes off to explore!
But just as they start trying to undo trousers, someone calls over the radio about losing power and fish swimming by the windows, and....
Yeah.
So, anyway. Yes, I can see this.
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Date: 1/26/08 04:38 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 1/27/08 12:28 am (UTC)Telling hypothetical stories is so much easier than writing actual stories, alas.
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Date: 1/27/08 12:39 am (UTC)Telling hypothetical stories is so much easier than writing actual stories, alas.
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Date: 1/26/08 04:03 am (UTC)Then I remembered I can't vid.
*g*
So yes, I agree.
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Date: 1/26/08 04:39 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 1/26/08 04:09 am (UTC)Muchos thanks for the download :) Maybe if I listen to it a few dozen times it'll go away....
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Date: 1/26/08 04:40 pm (UTC)The spouse says that Aerosmith's "Love In An Elevator" will drive any other song out of your head. "It's like the sorbet of pop music," he says. But that brings up the question: what earworm did you have that was worse than "Love In An Elevator"?
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Date: 1/29/08 07:09 pm (UTC)is it. It is, to say the least, PRICELESS.
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Date: 2/2/08 05:24 am (UTC)(And is it not way cool that there's actually a radio station out there that will play that? AND this radio station also plays nsync and indigo girls and the latest hippy-hop and lou gramm and yes. Pity it's based fifty miles away, so my reception is dependant on cloud patterns.)
And now I want an icon of that, very much. Damn it.
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Date: 2/2/08 04:30 pm (UTC)