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I think that Al should have a tribute play about him.Tom Leher han Tomfoolery.Why can't Al have one.I've kinda bee working on one.It would be about a guy wanting to date a girl named Melaine in act one.He would finally get hooked up with her at the end of act one.The act 2 would be about them hateing each other until she eventually dumps him in a drainage ditch and leaves him for dead.It would use all of the love centered Al songs.Like Wanna b Ur Lovr,Melaine,One more minute,You don't love me any more,etc..Well let me know what u think.
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Well, I'm not sure how much fact there is to this, but I think I heard before that a group of fans had once performed a live theatrical production of UHF.
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Well Tomfoolery was a success and so is Movin Out (a musical based on Billy Joel's songs). Why not?



If it were successful, it would bring Al's music out to a much wider audience.



Hey, creative people out there -- develop some ideas.



And, there's lots of fact to a stage performance of UHF. They did it at a convention in Detroit called Dementia '01. Al was impressed enough (someone probably sent him a tape of it) to mention it at the end of the UHF commentary.
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and dont forget to digitaly tape it!! us CANADAIN fans can tell you alllllll abooot being left out!!!



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QUOTE Well, I'm not sure how much fact there is to this, but I think I heard before that a group of fans had once performed a live theatrical production of UHF.



Al referenced it on the commentary track for UHF. I believe this verifies that it's true.
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Well I'm already writing it so i'll post some of it later to see what yall think.
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For this to be a tribute of Al wouldn't it need to be his original songs.Besides some of his originals tell a story if you put them together.
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Post by mewrio »

Not just his twisted love-songs. We need some other stuff.



*thinking*



*looking through list of Al songs*



Ok, possibilities...

The Check's In The Mail

Another one Rides The Bus

Mr Frump

Dog Eat Dog

AOTRHFAPNM (hey, you gotta imaginative, you know?)

Trigger Happy

Waffle King

Cavity Search

Phony Calls

The Saga Begins (it doesn't really fit into the storyline, but ya gotta have it)

IAATP

Albuquerque

AWBP (a Grand Finale)

WDTAHTM[/b]I did that list really really quickly. Most of the twisted love-songs apply, except when Al dies at the end.



Some examples of song uses...

Trigger Happy - Al becomes an extremely angry young man once he leaves home. After the song, he realises the error of his ways.



Feel free to point out any others.
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Well I've wrote 2 scenes.Tell me what you think.
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PROLOGUE:



NARRATOR: Oh, this is a story 'bout a guy named Al

And he lived in a sewer with his hamster pal

But the sanitation workers really didn't approve

So he packed up his accordion and had to move

To a city in Ohio where he lived in a tree

And he worked in a nasal decongestant factory

And he played on the company bowling team

And every single night he had a strange, recurring dream

Where he was wearing lederhosen in a vat of sour cream

But that's really not important to the story



Well, the very next year he met a dental hygenist

With a spatula tattoed on her arm (on her arm)

But he didn't keep in touch, then he lost her number

Then he got himself a job on a tater tot farm

And he spent his life savings on a split-level cave

20 miles below the surface of the Earth (of the Earth)

And he really makes a mighty fine jelly bean and pickle sandwich

For what it's worth



Then one day Al was in the forest, trying to get a tan

When he heard the tortured screaming of a funny little man

He was caught in a bear trap and Al set him free

And the guy that he rescued was grateful as can be

And it turns out he's a big-shot producer on TV

So he gave Al a contract and what do you know?

Now he's got his very own Weird Al Show!

(Blackout.)



SCENE ONE:

A Club



(AL and JOHN are sitting at a table on stage left.A bar is stage right.

MELANIE enters stage left and walks to the bar and sits on a stool.)



JOHN: Hey did you see the skelatal structure on her.



AL: Yeah.Don't rub it in.I could hardly keep of myself from drooling when I saw her move in to my building.



JOHN: Wait a minute.She lives in you aprartment building.



AL: No.Across the street.



JOHN:When did this happen.



AL:Today.



JOHN:You should buy her a drink.



AL: No.



JOHN:Come on.



AL:No.



JOHN:Come on I insist.Waitress



AL:No please.



JOHN:It's ok.



(The WAITRESS comes to the table.)



WAITRESS:Yes



JOHN:My friend wants to give that young lady at the bar a drink.



WAITRESS:What kind.



JOHN: Whatever she wants.



WAITRESS:OK



(She goes over to the bar and gives MELANIE a drink.MELANIE looks over at AL.)



JOHN:Go over there.



AL:No



JOHN:Yes.Come on.I'm not gonna leave you alone.



AL:Fine just so I can shut you up.



(AL get up.Music starts.He begins to walk sexyly.Every one starts to stare.JOHN covers his face.)



AL:I don't have a library card

But do you mind if I check you out?

I like your skeletal structure, baby

You're an ectomorph, no doubt

Your face is real symmetrical

And your nostrils are so nice

I wish that I was cross-eyed

So I could see you twice



Girl, you smell like Fritos

That's why I'm giving you this hungry stare

You're so hot, you're gonna melt

The elastic in my underwear

I'll bet you're magically delicious

Like a bowl of Lucky Charms

You'd look like Venus de Milo

If I just cut off your arms

What I'm tryin' to say is...



I wanna be your lover, baby

I need somebody to love

You know I just wanna be your lover, baby

Now I need somebody to love



Do you believe in love at fist sight

Or should I walk by again?

My love for you's like diarrhea

I just can't hold it in

Stop, drop and roll now

'Cause baby, you're on fire

I'll bet your outfit

Makes a lot of noise in the drier



You're absolutely perfect

Don't speak now, you might spoil it

Your eyes are even bluer

Than the water in my toilet

Say, has anyone ever told you

You've got Yugoslavian hands?

No, of course not, that would be stupid

Just forget I ever brought it up

The point I'm trying to make is...



I wanna be your lover, baby

I need somebody to love

You know I just wanna be your lover, baby

Now I need somebody to love



I wanna be your Krakatoa

Let my lava flow all over you

I wanna be your anaconda

And your heat-seeking missile too

I wanna be your beef burrito

Am I making this perfectly clear?

I wanna be your love torpedo

Are you picking up the subtle innuendo here?

Uh huh



I hope I'm not being forward

But do you mind if I chew on your butt?

You can tell me truthfully

Am I a steamin' hunk of love now, or what?

There just aren't enough o's in "smooth"

To describe how smooth I am

Maybe you've seen my picture

It's in the dictionary under "Kablaam!"

My lips are registered weapons

Can I invade your personal space?

You must have fallen from heaven

That would explain how you messed up your face

Well, how'd you get through security?

'Cause baby, you're the bomb

I'd like to take you home right now

So you can meet my mom

Because I...



I wanna be your lover, baby

I need somebody to love

You know I just wanna be your lover, baby

Now I need somebody to love



Girl, you must be Jamaican

Because Jamaican me crazy

Girl, you must be Jamaican

Because Jamaican me crazy



I wanna be your lover, baby

I need somebody to love

You know I just wanna be your lover, baby

Now I need somebody to love



(Everyone continues to stare.)



MELANIE:Ummm...I've got to go.



(MELANIE leaves AL alone.Blackout.)



SCENE TWO:

Outside Al's Appartment Building



AL:I can't believe you made me do that.



JOHN.It wasen't to bad.



AL:Yes it was everybody laughed at me.



JOHN:No.They where at ummm.....sombody else.Yeah someone fell on the dance floor.



AL:It's ok John.I guess I'll just face the facts.I'm a disgusting huck of slime.



JOHN:No your not.



AL:Yes I'm.



JOHN:It's sounds like you've got the blues.Well we've all had them.I know I have.



(Music starts)



JOHN:I woke up this mornin',

Then I went back to bed.

Said I woke up this mornin',

Then I went right back to bed.

Got a funny kinda feelin',

Like I got broken glass in my underwear,

And a herd of wild pigs is tryin' to chew off my head.

You know what I'm sayin'?



Well, I ain't got no money,

I'm just walkin' down the road.

Said I ain't got no money, honey,

So I'm just walkin' down this lonely old road.

Well, I wish I could get me some money,

But I forgot my automated teller code.



I was born in a paper sack, in the bottom of a sewer.

I had to eat dirt clods for breakfast, my family was so poor,

My daddy was a waitress, my mama sold bathroom tile.

My brothers and sisters all hated me,'cause I was an only child.

I got the blues so bad.

Kinda wish I was dead.

Maybe I'll blow my brains out, mama.

Or maybe I'll, yeah, maybe I'll just go bowlin' instead.



I'm just a no-good, scum-sucking, nose-picking, boot-licking,

sniveling, groveling worthless hunk of slime.

Nothin' but a low-down, beer-bellied, bone-headed, pigeon-toed,

turkey-necked, weasel-faced worthless hunk of slime.

I guess I've got a pretty low self-image,

maybe it's a chemical imbalance or something.

I should probably go and see a doctor about it when I've got the time.



(A homeless man enters playing and electric guitar.)



JOHN:Aw, make it talk, son, make it talk.



Okay, now make it shut up.



Plagues and famine and pestilence always seem to get me down.

I always feel so miserable whenever I'm around.

I wish somebody would come along, stick a pitchfork through my brain.

I'd flush myself right down the toilet, but I'd just clog up the drain.

I got the blues so bad,

Kinda wish I was dead.

Maybe I'll blow my brains out, mama,

Or maybe I'll go bowling.

Or I just might go bowling.

Maybe I'll just rent some shoes and go bowling.

Maybe I'll join a league, enter a tournament,

put on a stupid-lookin' shirt and go bowling,

Instead.



(Blackout)

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