spiderman musical, dawn kenny, love n loss…

Bono, U2, the Edge, Julie Taymor, Spiderman: turn off the dark, Seamus, Manka Bros., Khan Manka, Ben Silverman, Ari Emanuel… castle askill, enshrouded by darkness for days now, wept 1000 oceans… da story o’ me journey to da Big App needs a tellin, so dat i may find closure…

… dateline 7 april… was surrounded by harem o’ hot Thai models when Bono rung me in a panic, begged me to come to new york to help him fix his shite spidey musical… i tole him no, den he reminded me we smashed a hole tru da Clarence roof on St. Pats, so i felt i owed him… composed a peter parker love ballad on da flight over da pond, basically took a piss on a square o toily paper n wrote a better song than any o’ deres … http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7UgznCrbQ54&feature=related

bono, the edge, spiderman: turn off the dark, Seamus, Manka Bros., Khan Manka, Ben Silverman, Julie Taylor… spent me first night scrutinizin every asspecked of da show… dey should turn off da dark n shed some fookin light on da stage, couldn’t see a fookin ting… mebbe it were me sunglasses… wrote tree more songs wittout battin an eye, punched up 2 udders… Bono were kissin me feet… was hopin to meet an italian or jew girl, instead fell madly in love wit a lass name Dawn Kenny from kilkenny, musical arranger for da show… i were smitten by da spidey…

… spideymess day 2: seemed like nobody were fookin directin it, payple fallin from scaffolds, yellin, pullin knives on each udder… never seen nuttin like it… took it upon m’self ta fix end of act 1, now iss fookin genius… me new love Dawn n me talked dis riggin fella into hoistin us high bove da stage soze we could snog inside da massive web… it were sticky sweet… da two of us lounged naked in superkingsize bed Pierre Hotel… watched frenchie flick called “Sur la Piste des Aigles “… couldn’t understand a fookin ting, soze instead i pretended i were blind as i kissed Dawn’s selkie-smoo skin from head to toe… halfway tru i tole her how much i loved da songs in da movie, den she said, “I wrote dem”… cut right tru me heart…

… next day we went to see da venomous snake dat had escaped from da zoo, tapped on his glass n laughed at him… tru some rotten mangos at Charlie Sheen at radio city… performed “bloody st. valentine’s day” for war protesters http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=km0vfxprztQ&feature=related followed by Dawn singin “cruel world”, she da voice of an angel http://www.myspace.com/dawnkenny1/music/songs/cruel-world-20721541 … almost got fookin decapitated by a swingin henchman at a spidey preview, so decided to never go back to Fuxwoods again… me work dere be done…

127 Hours, Danny Boyle, James Franco, Seamus, Khan Manka, Manka Bros., U2, Bono, The Edge, Spiderman Turn off the dark, Andrea Corr, Ari emanuel, Ben Silverman… it struck us dat dare muss be a law sayin all broadway musicals hafta be based on movies… during our vigorous lovemakin sessions, Dawn on me, it dawn on me: lets us compose a musical… so we started workin on one based on “127 Hours”… openin number “no one will know where i am”, followed by “blue john canyon blues”… after Aron meets dem 2 hot hiker chicks & dey go swimmin, dey all sing “wet in me crevice”… dis’ll be da first broadway show featurin a massive boulder-enshrouded deep cave pool, live on stage… 10 mil budget minimum…

127 Hours, Danny Boyle, James Franco, Seamus, Khan Manka, Manka Bros., U2, Bono, The Edge, Spiderman Turn off the dark, Andrea Corr, Ari emanuel, Ben Silverman… we worked roun da clock, wrote “tween a rock and a… nudder rock”, “mudder, can ye hear me?”… took a break to go buy wheat grass & cilantro at d’organic market, where we run into Matt Stone & Trey Parker, struck up a convo, dey give us tix to see “Book o Mormon”, good craic but on da way into da theatre, dey gives ye a pair o magic undies ye gotta wear tru out da show, mine were too tight, crunked me junk… Dawn o’ course looked radiant in hers… yearned to clone her tree times & marry all four…

… next mornin in our Pierre suite, i come up behind Dawn while she sittin at da piano, brushed her hair aside & kissed her milky shoulder, me daily requirement o’ vitamin D… wrote a song for Aron to sing after he trapped, sees crow flyin over: “Go For Help, Winged Bastard!”… den we started one bout him seein images o’ his unborn child, Dawn’s melody so sweetsad… tune overwhelmed her wit emotion, she run n lock herself in da loo, me clawin at da door… after tree hours she come out, held me tight for tree more… when ere i tried to speak, she shushed me, grabbed me face wit her hand, pressed her cheek against me chest… we fell into a deep slumber, “an affair to remember” emanatin from da tv, its soundtrack reverberatin in our dreams…

… awoke muddle of d’night clutchin d’soft supple curves of Dawn, eyes open to see: ’tweren’t her at all, ’twere d’signature Pierre hotel body pillows, 1500 thread counts o’ deception… Dawn nowhere to be found… a note on da mirror: “dear sadsexy seamus, u da love o me life, u taught me tings i never knew, pleased me in ways i never thot pussible, but there be sometin i muss do, now, and alone… i cherish u” … postscript merely read, “finish it, mount it, star in it… for me ♥”… we even thot of a log line for da poster: “cut off your right arm to get a ticket!”… too devasted to compose, i sat in a corner, flickin a switch makin d’electric window shades go up n down, Jamesons in me fist…

… consumed by longin, i ran roun da bitter streets o’ new york, Dawn’s photo in me hand, searchin for her… apparently i were completely naked… arrested by NYPD… cavity search by 5 female cops, dey said dat were standard procedure in america… me manager Donal flew over n bailed me out… texted wit Nic Cage, commiserated… nobody knows da troubles we seen…

… missin me love n da good times we shared, da craic o’ Dawn http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VqS7VXcRH94

Seamus

2 Comments
  1. Spiderman sucks says:

    Spiderman will be the death of Broadway and must be stopped. If it suck-seeds Broadway will become Vegas.

  2. Jammin' Good says:

    Wht the hell?

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