SCIENCE FICTION IDOLS ROCK SOME GRAFITTI ROCK CHALLENGE ASS
This is the big buzz right now in Pittsburgh, which I�m sure you�d know if you live here. If you don�t live here I guess I better start explaining who the fuck the Sci-Fi Idols are. They would sound to you like The Black Crows meets The New York Dolls and they have such nice clothes and hair, that any girl in the room is easily put to shame. I guess I should explain what the Grafitti Rock Challenge is too. It�s like our town�s very own American Idol contest. Not to say that there ain�t PLENTY more �battles of the bands,� there are, but really, this is the ONLY one that counts. The winner in this one goes on to do TV spots, do radio appearances, and basically, yes, become the new darlings of Pittsburgh.
I remember when The Ultimatics won a couple of years back. At that point, we were going to see them play more than anybody else around here. Then they won the �Rock Challenge� and all of a sudden, their already crowded show we�re god-awfully crowded shows. I don�t think I�ve ever told anyone this story before so you all must be privileged or something. About a month after The Ultimatics won, me & Tommy Timebomb went to some big deal show they did. And so when they were about ready to play, we moved on up to the front of the stage, as we always did. But then at some point very early on in the show, some jackass frat guys who were �moshing� slammed into us, so we moved back, and when we moved back, we looked around � sweet lord, I wish I wouldn�t have. What we saw was this: a large crowd of some of the squarest looking fuckers I�d ever seen in my whole life, trying to pretend for the first time in their life that they gave a flying fuck about punk rock, and a very small contingent of the Ultimatics staple-fans in a corner. Anyway, I looked at Tommy Timebomb (and this part is unfortunately quite true) and I just started crying. I mean, this is not me exaggerating, I was crying. Trust me, first instinct for me is usually to wing something at one of their heads, but I couldn�t. Anyway, I left and it was a good two or three weeks before I could bring myself to attempt to see them again.
Now see, here�s the thing. I wasn�t upset at them. I was upset at me. I was upset with all of all hipsterism, because you know what? No matter how hard-fucking-core a hipster may be on their favorite bands - be they a punk band, a rockabilly band, a metal band, whatever � no matter how hard-core we are on them, we�re never gonna pay their fucking bills. Nobody�s gonna get rich off of us, and we become, in a sense worthless. We don�t spend the money on CDs and shirts. We won�t pay high-ticket prices. We are easily replaceable. And this isn�t some big �sell-out� speech. I was happy for The Ultimatics. I was happy that they, for once, would know what it feels like to be loved by more than just the unlovable. And once I realized that they were, man, it just made me realize that my time, in sense had past�and that was why I cried.
I don�t know what will become of The Science Fiction Idols. Maybe they�ll become media sweethearts, maybe not�maybe they�ll use the money to make the cd�s and that�s it � but I highly doubt it. I know that I�m not looking forward, to another one of those scary moments when I realize how much I suck. I�ll be honest with you, I have NEVER in my life, had more fun with a band than I�ve had with The Science Fiction Idols since last summer. THEY taught me the meaning of the words AFTER HOURS PARTY. I feel like a better person for having known them, and I�m going to be very sad if I have to give that up. I�m not looking forward to having my place in front of the stage taken by some dumb sorority girl who thinks Bobby is a more gothy version of Johnny Reznik. I�m not looking forward to being one of the ones in the corner. But I am happy for them, in words I can never describe.
I remember when Greg told me they were gonna do the Rock Challenge, he seemed hesitant and not exactly excited, but I insisted it would be a great idea, I was excited for him. Then I went to the first show (semi-finals I think) and I knew � I fucking knew, that as soon as they started that first song, that they had that thing won. And they did. Then they played the second show (finals) and by then, I knew that there was no other option for those judges � they were going to win. And they did. And now I know, that as much as I love them, and as much as they mean to me, that people like me and Tommy Timebomb, and Mike whatever-his-last-name-is we�re the ones who loose. We have to let our little darlings become everyone else�s little darlings, and that scares the hell out of me. And in case you�re wondering, I�m not going to stop going to their shows, I�m not going to stop hanging out with them � not until I can�t fit into the looser corner at Nick�s Fat City anymore. They-just like The Ultimatics-will remain forever, one of my all-time favorite bands.
And if by some chance, one of you fucking morons who is going to try to take my place at the front of the stage surfed on here looking for pictures of the boys, remember getting a kick in the head by a platform shoe may look really pretty at the time, but boy will it sting in the morning.
-Daisy
In other news, I thought I�d bring you all up to speed on yet another exploitive property�
COMIC BOOK MOVIES
This is a list I gathered from superherohype.com of Marvel�s upcoming movie projects:
X2 (Fox) - May 2, 2003
The Hulk (Universal) - June 20, 2003
The Punisher (Artisan) - 2004
Spider-Man II (Sony/Columbia) - May 7, 2004
Iron Fist (Artisan) - 2004
Ghost Rider (Paramount) - 2004
Deathlok (Paramount) - 2004
Elektra (New Regency/Fox) - 2005
Daredevil 2 (New Regency/Fox) - 2005
Dr. Strange (Miramax) - 2005
Namor (Universal) - 2005
Fantastic 4 (Fox) - TBD
Silver Surfer (Fox) - TBD
Iron Man (New Line) - TBD
Blade III (New Line) - TBD
Prime (Universal) � TBD
It�s too damn thrilling. Hey uh�by the way, if anyone wants to get a group together to see the midnight premier or X2 at like Lowes Waterfront theater outside of Pittsurgh (I�m sure they�ll have one), drop me an email!