Subject: Well, if you take a look at the index of tunes...
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Posted on: 2014-01-07 15:23:00 UTC
You'll find "Chrsistmastime Is Killing Us" from an episode of Family Guy, "It Feels Like Christmas" from The Muppet Christmas Carol, "Kidnap the Sandy Claws" and "What's This?" from The Nightmare Before Christmas, and "You're a Mean One, Mister Grinch" from How the Grinch Stole Christmas!. Draw your own conclusion. {; P
~Neshomeh
I know, I said this never happens, but as per my New Year's resolution to do more stuff, I made it happen. I had some added incentive this time, since doctorlit found some lost PPC filks from way back in 2003 (thanks for those!), and since I was going to add them as well as 2012's batch, I figured I might as well do the seven from this year, too.
Behold, a 2014 miracle!
Please let me know if you spot any broken links, misdirected links, misspellings, misattributions, etc.
~Neshomeh
You'll find "Chrsistmastime Is Killing Us" from an episode of Family Guy, "It Feels Like Christmas" from The Muppet Christmas Carol, "Kidnap the Sandy Claws" and "What's This?" from The Nightmare Before Christmas, and "You're a Mean One, Mister Grinch" from How the Grinch Stole Christmas!. Draw your own conclusion. {; P
~Neshomeh
Yay though. I'll get back with one when I get some lyrics together, I'm better at prose than songs. :P
(The "I'll record me singing" is off for a while. The laptop I had Audacity on is deader than something really dead)
I started this last year (2012) and didn't think I'd get to finish it this year (2013), but it finally started to come together. Since I'm taking late submissions, I figure I can add one of my own. It's about time I wrote something about FicPsych, don't you think?
FicPsych Song
To the tune of "Dreidel Song" arr. Trey Parker and Matt Stone
*Jennifer Robinson, a nurse, and Alex Bjørnsen, an intern, enter the Department of Fictional Psychology's foyer together from Unit C*
Jenni: Okay, Alex, you're new, so I have to teach you how things are done around here. That way's Unit A, where all the canon characters, recruits, and agents stay when badfic makes them lose their minds. You do your rounds and try to keep them from being more insane than they're supposed to be. Repeat after me...
|| I am a nurse in FicPsych, I work both night and day
|| And if you ask me why, then this is what I'll say:
|| Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
Now you try it!
*Alex mumbles something incoherent to the tune*
Head Nurse Suzine: *enters from Unit B* What the heck is this? Did some idiot summon that musical demon from the Buffyverse again?
Jenni: Relax, Suzine. I'm just teaching our young Alex about FicPsych. You should help!
Suzine: All right, learn this:
|| I'm Head Nurse in FicPsych
|| I work both night and day
|| And we're not in a musical,
|| So put your songs away!
Jenni: Oh, come on, killjoy!
Suzine:
|| Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames.
|| J: FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames.
Nurse Elms: *enters from Unit A* Hey, what's going on? Are you guys singing? *snerk*
Suzine: Yes, and it's sooo productive. We should stand around and do this all day.
Elms: *guffaw* Sure, why not?
|| I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| J: Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
*dramatic key-change!*
|| J: Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames.
|| J: Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames!
Nurse Nathonea Dewstan: *enters from Unit C* Hi, everyone!
J & E: Hi, Nath!
Nathonea: I think it's great that you're all singing together. You know a good ensemble piece can really propel a theme to new heights!
Suzine: Yes, we know, random musical numbers are just the best possible use of our time...
Nathonea:
|| Now when you learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nurses always win!
|| N: (Keep singing!) learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nurses always win!
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames!
*Nurse Loquacious Immac bounces in from Unit B, festooned with kittens*
Jenni: Oh, hey, Immie! Er...
Immac: *seemingly unaware of the odd looks she's getting* Hi, everyone! Can I sing, too?!
Jenni: *shrugs* Sure!
|| I am a nurse in FicPsych, I work both night and day
|| And if you ask me why, then this is what I'll—
Everybody!
|| J: FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames.
|| N: Now when you learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nurses always win!
|| I: Kitty-cats, they're so cute!
|| Soft and sweet, I love them!
|| J: FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames!
|| N: 'Cos when you learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nurses always win!
|| I: Kitty-cats, they're so cute!
|| Soft and sweet, I love them!
*all but Immac stop, not quite sure what they're hearing*
Immac:
|| Kitty-cats, they're so cute!
|| Soft and sweet, I love them!
|| Kitty-cats, they're...
Hey, why'd everybody stop?
Jenni: Immie, we're singing about the department, for Alex.
Alex: *looks utterly bewildered*
Elms: And that doesn't even rhyme!
Immac: Oh, sorry. But we should totally have therapy kittens!
Suzine: We'll talk about this later, Nurse Immac!
|| J: Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in FicPsych they all stay.
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to the pub again.
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or down in flames.
|| N: Now when you learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nurses always win!
|| I: Kitty-cats, they're so cute!
|| Soft and sweet, I love them!
*another dramatic key-change!*
|| J: Oh, FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, for when they lose their way,
|| FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych, in Fic-Psych-they-all-staaay!
|| E: I'll try to make them sane
|| Then to, to-the-pub-a-gaaain!
|| S: Work, no time for games
|| Work, or-we're-down-in-flaaames!
|| N: 'Cos when you learn to treat them with Bleeprin
|| You'll know, the nur-ses-al-ways-wiiin!
|| I: Kitty-cats, they're so cute!
|| Soft and sweet, kit-tens-I-love-youuu!
~Neshomeh
You really should get a bunch of people, and perform it.
Poor Head Nurse Suzine, clearly telling everyone to get back to work, but being ignored by everybody else!
On a more "serious" note, this is a good filk. Reading this in time with the original South Park arrangement got me laughing. Now if only someone could make a recording of it...
However, that someone would have to be careful not to get tongue-tied at "FicPsych, FicPsych, FicPsych."
Oh, goodness, I forgot to post my filk in time. I would have sworn I did but... Well, apparently not. Not your fault, you work with what you got. I just slipped up. If it's OK, I'll add my filk as a response to this post. From there, it is up to you if you want to add it or not. Man, I'm sorry about that.
On another note, we got some interesting filks this year. I think my favorite would have to be Patner, a Sue's Out There, though all of them are verry good. Perhaps, when I get some beter recording equipment, I can record some of these. O corse, that means I would have to sing well first...
Ah well. Good filking, everyone! I'll see you next year!
PPC HQ (filk of Chiron Beta Prime)
This year has been a little crazy for the Agents here.
You may recall the 'fic explosion last year.
The Board of Flowers have us doing missions double-time.
That hasn't undermined our holiday cheer.
And we know it's almost Christmas by the Mistletoe Abuse.
It still our favorite time of year.
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ,
Where we're killing Mary Sues for our floral overlords.
Did I say overlords? I meant Directors.
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ.
In every fanfic there's a pair of DOI agents,
who watches over them with shaking red pens.
They write up charges and decide if the fic's bad or good.
Well, maybe more'd be good if everyone tried.
But the halls outside DMS exude shimmery Glitter snow.
It's like a Winter Wonderland.
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ,
Where we're killing Mary Sues for our floral overlords.
Did I say overlords? I meant Directors.
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ.
That's all the local news that we're allowed to talk about.
We really hope you'll ask to visit you soon.
I mean we're literally begging you to invite us.
And make it quick before the they– [BEEEEEEEEP]. (Ah, dang it)
Well, we've got another mission - another Gary Stu must die!
You know we love their emo speech!
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ,
Where we're killing Mary Sues for our floral overlords.
Did I say overlords? I meant Directors.
Merry Christmas from PPC HQ.
I made a few tweaks, mostly taking out gratuitous capitalization, and a couple for grammar:
"who watches over them it with shaking red pens." (It = the fic being watched over. This verse is still a little shaky, since you refer to the pair of agents in the singular with "who watches" but plural everywhere else, but I don't know how to fix it without an actual rewrite of the line, and you can refer to a group in the singular, so... meh?)
"We really hope you'll ask us to visit you soon." (Nobody asks to visit themselves.)
Overall, I like this filk a lot. It doesn't depart very much from the source material, but it scans really well and has a clear narrative, and it's fun. I love Jonathan Coulton, too. ^_^ I didn't know this particular song existed before I looked it up to see how the heck something called "Chiron Beta Prime" was a Christmas song, but I'm glad to know it now!
~Neshomeh
Whoops, sorry about those little errors. I guess it happens to the best of us.
Yay, another JoCo fan! Chiron Beta Prime is one of my favorite christmas songs, as it tells us all the true meaning of Christmas: Do what the giant robots say, and you'll be OK! Seriously, why is this not played on all of the radio stations across the globe during the month of December? Add some spice, you know?
Sadly, all the radio stations seem to prefer schmaltzy pop covers of traditional songs. My taste in Christmas music is pretty eclectic—Robert Shaw, Mannheim-Steamroller, Loreena McKennitt, and Trans-Siberian Orchestra all make the grade—but you'll find few (if any) pop artists in my collection, and the exact number just depends on how you define "pop."
... I'll stop being a music snob now. >.>
Anyway, yes. Obey the giant robots, compromise with your zombie coworkers, graciously accept all gifts from your mad scientist suitor, and always remember to take your medicine. ^_~
~Neshomeh