Archive for the 'rockabilly' Category

22
Sep
06

[My Dead Rock Star Boyfriend, or COME BACK]

(script action)

PAGE 1-

1 – Est. shot. A honky tonk in the middle of nowhere. A real retro feel to the
place, with classic cars all around. It’s a clear night outside, or only so
because of the light eminating off of the bar. Neon signs and car lights
illuminate the immediate area.

Singing from inside-
Whooaaaaaaa!!!!

Singing (cont.)
All I waaaant!!!!

2 – Int. of the bar. It’s packed. Psychobillies, gutter punks, retro mods, and
alt. country folks everywhere. Drinking and carousing about, enjoying themselves
as a three piece band is on stage.

Nathaniel-
Whoo–oaaaaa–o-oaaaaaa!

Nathaniel-
Whooaaa–AAAAAAAAA-OOOOO!

3 – Close up of the band on stage. Nathaniel striking the last chord, the band
of psychobillies enjoying the hell out of themselves.

PAGE 2-

1- Nathaniel holds the mic with his fret hand. He’s got a sort of goth-pretty to
him, but he’s too vulnerable to rely on it.

Nathaniel-
Thanks.

Nathaniel-
This next song was originally written by a band who took their name from the
song we just played.

Nathaniel-
God that sounds stupid when you say it aloud.

Nathaniel-
Did that make sense to anyone else?

Nathaniel-
Regardless, this is “No Other Girl”.

2- Small panel of the guitar and Nate’s hands working over it delicately. He
only picks one string at a time.

3- Two table back from the stage, over Nate’s shoulder we see a girl. Meet
Angela, our female lead. She’s trying not to look too enamoured. A drink is
playfully circled with her fingers. He’s intently watching the show, ignoring
everyone around her.

4 – His eyes closed, Nate gets awfully close to the mic as he sings. Put some
soul into him.

Nate-
Let me tell you something, baby.

PAGE 3-

1- A close up on Angela’s face as she watches.

Nate (off panel)-
Your my only woman.

2- The whole band plays in a subdued manner. Nate croons.

Nate-
All I need is you, my gal.

Nate-
Why don’t you listen to me?

3- In the back of the bar, leaning against a pool table is Sebastian. The angry
little bastard of our story. Too fashionable for the rest of the bar, he sits
back seething like an evil little Arthur Fonzarelli. Behind him there are
four guys playing pool.

Nate (off panel)-
Cause your MY only one.

PAGE 4-

1 – Sebastian turns to one of the guys playing pool, Whispering in his ear.

Sebastian-
Keep him away from Angela.

2- We see Angela again, intently watching Nate on stage.

Goon (off panel)-
Didn’t you dump her, Sebastian?

3- We see a different time, a different place. Angela’s screaming at Sebastian,
another girl behind him with her clothes part way taken off.

Angela-
WHO IS SHE?!

4- Back to the present, Sebastian doesn’t even look at the goon, he just stares
hatefully at past him towards the stage.

Sebastian-
Yeah.

PAGE 5-

1 – Nate is placing a his guitar in it’s case. The band behind him cleaning
up their gear.

Angela (off panel)-
Nice set, greaser.

2- He turns his head to look over his shoulder, shot from behind, we see his
eyes peeking out over his shoulder.

Nate-
I’m happy to please, M’am.

3- Big money shot here. Full on gorgeous woman. This is our formal introduction
panel for Angela.

Angela-
My name is Angela.

PAGE 6-

1- Wiping his hands clean with a shop rag, Nate stands straight in front of her,
caught slightly off guard.

Nate-
Hi.

Nate-
I’m Nate.

2- We see Nate’s hand pointing to the two-piece behind him, cleaning up their
equipment.

Nate-
And these are The Hanks.

3- Nate steps off the stage.

4- And stands right infront of Angela.

Nate-
I know you from somewhere.

PAGE 7-

1- Angela drops her head a little bit, looking out from under her brows, smiling
endlessly.

Angela-
I dated your ex-bass player.

2- Close up on Nate smirking.

Nate-
Ha, Sebastian?

3- Angela pushes the hair on the right side of her head over her ear.

Angela-
Yeah.

Angela-
It took me far too long to realize what kind of a child he is.

4- Nate smiles and scratchs the side of his head, his elbow sticking straight
into the air.

Nate-
Well, I can’t fault you for that.

PAGE 8-

1- Nate drops his head a little bit, a trying to hide his laughing as he stuffs
the shop rag into his back pocket. Angela holds her hands in front of her. The
panel should look like the two of them are finally realizing that they’re into
eachother, a little uncomfortable about it.

2- Viewing them from off in the distance is Sebastian. He’s massively pissed,
the goons swarming behind him like evil little clones.

3- Close up on Sebastian’s face, his eyes bloodshot.

Sebastian-
THIS isn’t going to happen.

PAGE 9-

1- EXT of the Honkey Tonk. Nate and Angela are walking out of the bar, Nate with
guitar in hand. Angela holding tightly onto his arm. The parking lot is clear
of all but three cars.

Nate-
And the guy from Moon Records offered us a contract on the spot.

2- Angela looks up to him, smiling.

Angela-
But why play rockabilly?

Angela-
What’s so special about it?

3- Nate’s a bit taken a back, his eyes wide, like someone just knifed him.

4- His eyes soften and he gives a thoughtful half-smile.

Nate-
Why not?




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