on Friday we had Repo! practice. it was very productive, and fun was had by all, including me.

for those who have never seen Repo! The Genetic Opera, the cast is as follows:
Nathan Wallace is a middle-aged man who makes his living violently repossessing organs that were financed by the GeneCo company. due to the dangerous and dark natures of his job, he keeps his identity secret from both the general public and his daughter:
Shilo Wallace, a teenage girl who has an unnamed blood disease that keeps her confined to her room. unbeknownst to her father, she sneaks out to visit her mother's tomb regularly. it is on one of these visits that she meets:
The Graverobber, a drug dealer who sells the highly-addictive drug Zydrate. he sells the drug on the black market to a variety of customers, most notably:
Amber Sweet, a spoiled plastic surgery addict and one of three children of the GeneCo founder. she doesn't get along with either of her brothers, but comes in conflict the most with her brother:
Luigi Largo, who has a temper hotter than the sun and a father powerful enough to keep him out of trouble when he loses control and kills someone. though he seems to hate everyone equally, Luigi is particularly unfond of his brother:
Pavi Largo, who cuts off people's faces and wears them as a mask. all three of them are a disappointment to their father:
Rotti Largo, the founder of GeneCo. he is the most powerful man in the world (or at least the city that Repo! takes place in), but even he can't stop the resignation of:
"Blind" Mag, an opera singer who is called the "Voice of GeneCo" because of her position as a performer for GeneCo.

I play the Graverobber in our shadowcast (for those of you who don't know what that means, think Rocky Horror Picture Show). I love it, but it happens to be a particularly challenging role: his performance in the movie gives little away as far as body language, motivation, or background. he is, more or less, only the narrator and a way to show the audience that the world has become a darker place than it is now.

The relationship between him and Amber Sweet is particularly challenging for me, because the movie is pretty explicit about it. there are no sex scenes (or, trust me, we couldn't get away with shadowcasting it at a respectable place), but they do make out, and as I am the Graverobber, I have to make out with our Amber.

our original Amber was a personal friend of mine, and I was pretty sure that making out with her on stage would only be professional and it would neither hurt nor change our friendship. however, that Amber goes to school three hours away, and so therefore will not be joining us until she's done with that phase of college.

I was really nervous about the new Amber. not only do I have the standard problem of basic chemistry, I was going to have to make out with this girl onstage, and I'm not the kind of guy to make out with random strangers. she didn't have to be someone I trusted as well I do our original Amber, but we had to get along and I had to believe she wasn't going to give me something nasty.

the Amber we found? first of all, she has the body to play Amber. for those of you who don't know what that means, look it up. go ahead, I'll wait.

yeah. you understand now.

second of all, I'm pretty sure she's clean, as she's dating a friend of mine (a new friend, so MAYBE I wouldn't have heard, but I'm okay with giving him the benefit of the doubt), so there goes one of my basic objections.

third and last, the chemistry is on FIRE.

so I have no real good reason not to make out with her as per the movie (except for her boyfriend, who is just generally a Zen guy and doesn't care at all, making that another non-reason), and that's exactly what's going to happen.

however, today during practice, we were trying to get down the basics, so there was no tongue, but during Zydrate Anatomy-

okay, for those of you who haven't seen the movie, Zydrate Anatomy is a scene in which I, the Graverobber, am surrounded by drug addicts begging me for a hit of Z(ydrate). about a minute into the song, along comes Amber Sweet, demanding her dose of Z. Amber often pays me in sex rather than money, and that's the payment she's come with this time. sexiness ensues.

she grinds against me, she gives me the bedroom eyes, and we end up making out. as I've said, today we were just trying to get the basics down, so no making out, BUT I haven't held a woman in three months. it definitely had an effect on me.

this effect had nothing to do with the particular woman in my arms. it could have been any woman (well, not any woman, but at this point I'm not as picky as I was). she was there against me, and the sheer fact of a woman pressed that close... let me say that it hit me like Rick James, and I went down (mentally, that is, physically I carried on with practice) like the French in war time.

I'm bisexual, and I'm okay with that. men are cool and all, but women are AMAZING, and practice really reminded me that what I'm looking for in life is a woman and not a man. I respect her boyfriend too much to make a pass at Amber, but for a split-second I was overwhelmed and could not think.

and, in addition to reminding me that I'm a nymphomaniac without a nymph, I was also reminded that the only women that have flirted with me of late are taken. they start at commitment level serious boyfriend and move on up to married with a child.

fuck my life.