A blog devoted to the works of Stephin Merritt of The Magnetic Fields, The 6ths, Future Bible Heroes, The Gothic Archies, et al. This blog will feature news related to his work, as well as occasional fanboy gushes from the author. Thank you for stopping by, and may all your dreams come true.

Saturday, November 6, 2010

Win tickets to see Coraline in San Francisco!!

In collaboration with the SF Playhouse, Aging Spinsters would like to present you the opportunity to win a free pair of tickets to see the SF Playhouse's production of Stephin Merritt's musical Coraline!

After several weeks of correspondence with the SF Playhouse, all involved are thrilled to announce this opportunity to you, lovely readers.  The SF Playhouse is offering two tickets to any Tuesday, Wednesday, or Thursday night performance of Stephin Merritt's musical.  Lodging and air fare are not provided, but if you're a Californian or a traveller, then certainly you're in luck.

But, what would a contest be without some rules, huh?  These rules, however, are simple.  In order to win the tickets, you must write a short story based on one of the song titles from the Coraline soundtrack.  Said track list can be found here.  Whether or not the story is directly based in the world of Coraline is up to you, the author/participant.  These stories should be no more than 350 words and will be chosen subjectively by your humble author.  You can post them in the comments of this entry or e-mail me at the_hymen_of_reality at yahoo.com.  Neither method is favored over the other. 

The deadline for this contest will be a week from today, November 13th, at which point I shall announce the winner.  Good luck to all of you and I can't wait to read your stories and give you guys free tickets!

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  3. When You‘re a Cat

    When you were a man, watching a beautiful woman undress was just marvelous. Mostly. If she knew you were watching, and kept undressing, that meant she was very, very likely to let you sleep with her, and what could be better? If she didn’t know, then whether or not you were caught at it, you knew something nasty about yourself: you were creepy. But there was still a certain excitement, a certain wonderful thrill of the possible.

    When, after your not terribly interesting death, you came back as a kitten, watching a beautiful woman undress was very different. If you hadn’t remembered your past life – and you were pretty sure you weren’t supposed to, and that had the potential for a bad ending, didn’t it? – it would have just been another delightful fun part of being a kitten, right up there with chasing butterflies and string. But because you remembered, remembered what it felt like (even though, as a kitten, you didn’t have the right hormones and pheromones to appreciate it) and what happened next, it was terribly frustrating. When you were a kitten, you expressed your frustration by shredding her duvet. It only helped a little.

    Now, when you’re a cat, watching a beautiful woman undress is just… interesting. The frustration is gone, mostly. You’ve been a cat long enough to get used to it, to enjoy the essential catness of being, the delight of lying in a sunbeam, the joy of meowing just to hear yourself meow. You’ve seen her undress many times. And she lets you sleep with her whenever you like.

    Tonight she has a man over. Suddenly, you feel that frustration again. You resolve to piss in her laundry basket as soon as the opportunity arises.

    (Partly inspired by “I Am A Kitten” by Momus
    performed here by Kahimi Karie: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0Dbz4BpiPmU )

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  4. congrats on being able to do such an awesome thing!
    are you picking yourself as the winner? ;)

    it never occurred to me to beg for a DVD of the show, but i think it's a good idea. I'm officially begging.

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