Thought progression:

1. Headstones reunion tour in February.
2. Hard Core Logo 2 actually got filmed and primered when I wasn't paying attention!
3. WHY AM I NOT IN CANADA.

In conclusion, however much I <3 Danger Days, I ... kind of already have my version of bandom? (Not that I'm not seeing MCR in Chicago next week. I'm just saying.)
Having now done my August-apartment-searching duty for the day, and having now confirmed that I am officially moved into my summer sublet (THROWING A QUIET PARTY HERE OH MY GOD) I can pretend I've been a grown-up, and I can rebel with internet!

Let me tell you something, internet. I am terrible at being polyfannish. I get hugely overinvested in my fandoms, you see. When I fall in love with something, I need to read all the meta, and all the fic, and make sure I know all the character histories and stupid things the creators have said, &c &c. Doctor Who cured me of this somewhat, because being in Doctor Who fandom is a bit like being polyfannish already; being a fan of One is not like being a fan of Seven is not like being a fan of Ten, and there is no canon. But wow does it make my brain feel confused to be deeply invested in more than one universe at a time. And I don't think that "Write a fic in which Fraser, who happens to be Immortal, hangs out with Methos in 2258 on Babylon 5, where they have a run-in with the Doctor" is actually the solution, as weirdly coherent as that fusion would be. Actually, I think the real solution is to just remind myself that I can't give 110% of my fannish enthusiasm to each of these fandoms, because I don't have whatever 110x4% is to give.

I do, however, have a polyfannish post to offer. Thanks to a combination of listening to lots of music on bus rides + a recent post by [livejournal.com profile] sophia_sol, I have realized that I have a hell of a lot of unmade fanvids in my head. Will they ever be made? I hope not; if I ever learn to vid I will need a time-turner for real. But I want to have this list, just in case.

15 hypothetical vids, sorted by fandom. )
Yuletide nominations:

Diane Duane - Young Wizards series
Eastwick
My Life as a Dog (tv)
Slings and Arrows
Susan Cooper - Dark Is Rising series
Whip It (movie)

IS THERE PERHAPS A PATTERN HERE. (And do I desperately want Bliss/Pash fic? Why yes I do! Bliss/Pash is the new Jess/Jules, guys.) There are a million and one fandoms I will actually end up reading for Yuletide, but the Young Wizards and Slings & Arrows fics are always uniformly fantastic, and all the others are ones in which I want to read lots of uniformly fantastic fic, and I think if required to I could cheerfully write for any of them.

In I-really-hope-is-unrelated news, I don't think I should be listening to Hugh Dillon's new album so soon after watching High School Musical. I have been playing Reel to Reel on loop, and every time I do, my mind conjures without prompting a big technicolor vision of Hugh Dillon and Paul Gross singing and dancing to it in sparkly top hats while CKR plays the piano.

I really -- I don't know, but I'm going to watch Eastwick now.
I am apparently pants at getting anything done today, but that's okay, because there is a new Love Meme! My thread is here, but you should link yours too, because I am feeling fuzzy and am all for spreading the love.

Possibly there should be more content here than just a love meme, so a few things in no particular order:

+ NEW HUGH DILLON ALBUM TODAY. Will iTunes let me buy it? Unlikely.
+ The new Doctor Who logo? Yeah, I think it's adorable and fills my soul with weird irrational nostalgia for Seven. How baller would it be if Eleven was like Seven? Come to think of it, I would be all for Amy Pond being like Ace.
+ [personal profile] schiarire tells me that the play I am currently composing for my theatre class would make a really excellent webcomic. I figure that the hijinks of two twenty-something lesbians living in an apartment that is haunted by a ghost only one of them can see does indeed have the makings of an awesome webcomic, but it remains that I cannot actually draw stuff, and also I have no time.
+ I am having an early-life crisis re: whether I actually want to apply to grad school right away. Rather than actually working on any applications, I am just going to the gym a lot. I'm not any closer to deciding what I want to do with my life, but my pants are starting to fit again, so I am still probably one point up on the universe.
aria: ([hcl] chord progression)
( Sep. 17th, 2009 09:47 pm)
Even I don't care how amazing my academic life is right now (and anyway I'm trying to write my polybigbang instead of doing ... any homework) so instead I offer up a list of fannishly awesome things:

i. NEW MERLIN TRAILER. I am delighted by the recurring characters, and I am delighted by this year's picks & chooses of the canon (ship wars? OT4! Lancelot can come too) and I have to confess that I am pretty sure that Gaius is not going to die this season no matter how much they doom about it. I am tempted to do a very quick rewatch of s1 before it starts airing.

ii. NEW HUGH DILLON MUSIC. I am ridiculously spoiled, because I have only just started having that "I've listened to every single one of his songs enough and now I need new material" feeling, and now there's new material! I am really hoping that iTunes will have it, because I actually want to spend money on the music but I am not sure if Canada will in fact let me.

iii. I watched Hard Core Logo with [personal profile] feverbeats today, which was ten kinds of wonderful, mostly because I have never seen it with someone and Scott was the best audience ever. He made OTP noises at all the appropriate places, flailed at the Young at Heart conversation, demanded a replay of Billy's "touch my stump," and more or less clutched my hand numb during the last ten minutes. I don't know if he actually liked it, but then I don't know if he knows either, and in any case I am full of happiness and we yelled at each other about how Joe and Billy are horrible people, so all is right in the world.

iv. A ridiculously adorable picture of Fraser & Vecchio. Why am I linking this? I don't know. Maybe because they are not horrible people! Also if I stare at them long enough maybe I will be able to write the F/K/V oh godddd.
Arriving safely home, I decided it was high time to finish mainlining Flashpoint. What I love about it is that I finally get the appeal of all those ridiculously popular rote procedural shows that I never watch -- the closest I've ever come to getting it is Bones, because I am fond everyone on that show in much the same way; even that, though, I watch in a kind of vague with-friends when-I-have-time way -- but wow, I love this one. I love it in the way where I want there to be more episodes! right now! I love it in the way where I am overinvested in Ed and Greg's buckets of angst and Spike and Lew's hilarious bromance and everything Wordy and Jules do ever. (And I imagine that playing Canadian Actor Bingo makes it more fun too.) In conclusion I am confused that something with so many guns and tense situations is apparently my new comfort telly, but y'know what? I finished the last episode with my hands pressed to my mouth in sheer joy and I haven't stopped grinning yet, so I am really, really not complaining.

Anyway, having now seen all of it, I think I want:

1. Jules/Donna fic. No, really. They're onscreen together for about five seconds total in order to awkwardly shake hands, but I desperately want long plotty shipfic. I want fic where Jules spends her downtime in her newly-painted apartment, staring at the walls and feeling antsy and vaguely guilty about Sam, and eventually she goes out and runs into Donna at some café/bar where they get to talking. They talk about Team 1 and about being women in the SRU, and eventually they start talking about Donna's time undercover and about what they like to do for fun (do we know what they like to do for fun? I think we only really know anything about Wordy's personal life) and they become friends. And neither of them really expect it, but eventually they figure out that when they're hanging out, now at each other's apartments or out on the town, they're basically dating. They really like one another, so rather than freaking out they talk it through like reasonable adults. (I figure this is a universe where Jules is comfortably bi and Donna is an awesome lesbian who is maybe occasionally bi re: undercover.) They decide to stay together, because their relationship isn't interfering with their professional lives since they're on different teams, only of course then the plot kicks in when both Team 1 and Team 3 are called in for the same hot call, and there is lots of ~dramatic tension~ and possibly also Sam in the background being TOTALLY BEWILDERED, Jules, what is this shit?? And I don't know what happens after that, but obviously I don't want this recced to me, I want to write it.

2. Ed/Greg fic. I actually feel mad guilty about this one, mostly because Ed's wife Sophia is made of pure 100% grade-A awesome. But I do not want handwavey fic, I want fic where Ed does not listen to Greg's warnings about continuing on as he is, and eventually Sophia gently files for divorce and takes their son and moves to a different city, because she understands but she's tired of waiting and she doesn't think it's fair to any of them. Ed takes it all extremely reasonably, and is, y'know, totally fine, and keeps doing his job, and Greg hovers worriedly in the background trying to anticipate the meltdown without actually assuming it'll happen. Because Ed's there to pick all of them up, but who's there for Ed, right? Of course in this case the answer is "Greg" but he is not aware of it yet. And, um, *handwaves* then there is plot and they have sex. I don't know! If this fic already exists I want it recced, but if it doesn't I might damn well write it too. Because, unsurprisingly, I am so there for however-many pages of emotional inarticulation and Team and cops in love. /o\

3. Spike/Lew fic! I confess that I mostly want Spike/Lew fic to sort of combat my other two desires, because Happy Fic is sometimes necessary. Obviously Spike and Lew go out and pretend to chase tail and have a grand old time, and then they go back to their place (they can share a place, right? I totally assume that they share a place, see: that one episode where everyone was calling their families to say they'd be working late, and Spike and Lew called each other because they're dooorks and also living together, obviously) and have enthusiastic nerdsex. This fic probably has, like, ice cream and puppies, and also the two of them going in early to the gym and having lots of hilarious banter with Wordy, because I kind of suspect that hilarious banter with Wordy is my favourite thing about Flashpoint. This one I absolutely don't need to write, but since I'm under the vague impression that fandom has lots of Spike/Lew fic, I think I should be fine.

4. SOME MONSTER EPIC WITH ALL OF THESE THINGS. It could be called "How Ed and Jules Took A Leaf From Spike and Lew's Book, & Learned How to Stop Worrying and Love Their Teammates, Nudge Nudge Wink Wink, PS Wordy is Awesome and No One Likes Sam." It would be the BEST FIC EVER.

Sorry, guys, I'm punchy from travel. Recs? Recs not specific to the things I listed but which will still get me to the places with good Flashpoint fic? Any takers for reading that fic I want to write? You've never heard of Flashpoint and have no idea what I'm talking about? Perhaps I should shut up and finish the F/K/V before the polybigbang deadline looms? Let's hear it. :D
In other news I'm now mainlining Flashpoint; I came to the conclusion pretty quickly that I really need to be around comforting people before I can give Durham County a real go, but then I started having, um, Hugh withdrawal. (Oh my god, didn't I say I knew it was a bad, bad idea to watch Hard Core Logo? I want my fucking life back, Mr. Dillon. And also my ability to refrain from swearing every other word; it hasn't been this bad since that time I RP'd an angry British man who liked to blow shit up. Good times.)

In any case, Flashpoint! I am really easy for shows About The Team anyway, and probably nothing in the 'verse can erase my Enrico Colantoni love after the sheer awesome of Keith Mars, so it's all good. On the other hand, I so actively don't care about Sam that every time he's on screen having manpain I want him to go away yesterday, possibly to make room for Ed's angst instead. And to my massive bewilderment, the fact that Hugh Dillon has no hair is not actually making me find him any less attractive. I don't know quite what to do about this, but on the other hand maybe when Hugh has normal people hair he breaks the laws of physics or something. (And I would link to fic to prove my point, but then I would actually be admitting that I was reading fic about Hugh Dillon's attractiveness breaking the laws of physics.)

And look, I have a new goddamn fandom tag and everything.
aria: ([due south] smirky fraser)
( Aug. 8th, 2009 09:18 pm)
Durham County: like someone beat the fuck out of Desperate Housewives and shoved it out naked into the cold. Where it made angry friends with Hugh Dillon.

Okay, to be fair, the only way it is really like Desperate Housewives is that Traci Prager is totally an escapee from that show, and also Suburbia Is Creepy. Really my brain breaks a little at the notion of landing Mike Sweeney in the middle of Wisteria Lane. But this is only the first episode and maybe it will be relentlessly not-suburban-USA enough that I will stop having deeply weird double-vision moments.

I wish I could watch Durham County with someone, though. I mean, even BSG I had a bit of trouble with if I didn't have someone there to hold my hand. So after that first episode I decided it really called for some comfort telly. Due South is exactly that, although I'm starting to run out of Kowalski episodes I haven't seen too many times. Happily I also find Vecchio comforting, so I finally watched The Edge, ie the only episode of due South I hadn't yet seen all the way through (besides Invitation to Romance, which I am not actually sure I will ever be able to watch).

The Edge: in which Fraser has anxiety dreams and goes tracking; probably a slightly higher ratio of squee to coherence than the organized recapping I did in June. )
So I watched HCL again and I may be slightly floored by how much I love it so quickly. This is what happened to all of you who got dragged into new Trek fandom, isn't it? But, um, I am just not used to movies doing this to me. I mean, I loved Life On Mars right away, but because I'd already gotten acclimated to Doctor Who over a year or two; I loved due South right away, but I'd already seen Slings & Arrows and mildly enjoyed it (mildly, yeah, I don't know). I guess this is due to the magic of already loving CKR? The fact that it's some sort of nesting doll fandom-within-a-fandom? I have no idea!

Mostly I think I am bewildered because it does not at first glance seem like the kind of thing I would enjoy. (Of course, neither was Fight Club, which is neither here nor there but at least both of them fall under the "Emotionally screwed-up guys hitting each other, woo!" category?) I mean, at first thought it kind of goes, Things I normally like: Callum Keith Rennie! and Things I normally don't like: ...everything else? but then I actually thought about it for a little while, and it actually goes something like this:

Things I normally like: Callum Keith Rennie; actors who are so obviously friends that no, really, I'd happily just watch a whole hour and a half of them playing their stupid time-travel game and calling each other names; things you need to watch at least five times in order to catch more than fifty percent of the nuances; stories that are told not quite in linear narratives; stories with unreliable narrators (seriously, we have the documentary conceit but no way was John actually reading his diary and I am beginning to have suspicions of Joe-POV shots, plus I have a hilarious dislike of 'Bruce' and do not really trust him to have edited for appropriate foreshadowing); people who are in love and do stupid stuff and fail at any emotional articulation ever sfdldsfdjf; and the way I feel like I'm being spoiled a lot lately and given subtext that at second glance is just basically text.

Things I normally don't like: the way I am beginning to suspect that if I watch that film often enough I will just get lung cancer by osmosis, seriously; sacrificing goats :( NO REALLY WHY; and SPOILER that goddamn movie ending where someone unexpectedly dies because I've been crushed when this happens in otherwise good movies plenty of times, but ... in this particular case my sense of narrative is perfectly happy, possibly in part because I already knew and had fun with the foreshadowing.

So I guess it makes sense! I am still a little bewildered, though, and also slightly despairing because when I get that much fandom love I want to do something fannish and I cannot conceive of a world where I would be able to write fic I'd be satisfied with. (And no, really, somewhere in a corner the Master is crying to himself because his Doctor obsession has got nothing on Joe's for Billy. Oh yeah, and Joe's fast one kind of works for a little while and he doesn't look too stupid doing it. ...I have a couple of OTP types, but one of them is so hilariously unhealthy!) Anyway, um. *flaily hands*

This probably wasn't coherent at all. Maybe I'll try to go write more Kowalski; he cooperates.
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