[Note]: This is just silly fun, everything's inspired by a crazy but amusing dream I recently had.
Okay, what if... there was a TV show starring young 20's versions of
classical composers who embodied your modern basic stereotypical music genre (and music fan) based on a characterization of the composer himself? What if all these composers were stuck under one roof, like a college dorm?
Take for instance...
The talkative & charming young man who seems to accomplish all tasks without any effort whatsoever. He doesn't care for adult responsibilities (and will probably die young!) He lived off an inheritance since he was 17 years old but, of course, in no time at all it was squandered. So he does stand-up
comedy on Friday nights to make money. He parodies everything, much in the same manner as
South Park or
Family Guy... and he especially likes to make fun of Italians for some odd reason. He's the only person who can charm good moods into the emo kid and the floor coordinator. Idols include himself,
Weird Al, and
Stephen Lynch.
His roommate enjoys having the room to himself on Friday nights... since he's a self-taught playboy and all. Some girls like that he isn't afraid to give his honest opinion, whether that's being anti-ASPCA, anti-NAMBLA, or anti-semitic! He tends to ignore his teachers who he never takes seriously, and no one really understands why he volunteered to co-teach a family values seminar for incoming freshmen. He's a bit of an acid fan,
psychedelic threesomes were definitely a favorite pastime. To his credit he *almost* regretted having stolen a girl away from a promising relationship with his ex-roommate.
Caddy-corner to them lives the
emo film student who would almost be beautiful if he wore something other than black and learned how to smile. 90% of his day is spent hating everyone and everything (except Destiny, the baby bunny he's nursing back to health--you'll often see its head sticking out of his hoodie pocket). He talks little and cries often... has been known to make suicide threats during his usual manic-depressive episodes before final exams which are always aced. He lives isolated by choice, for a male roommate would make it increasingly hard to... keep his mind on his studies. Despite his brooding self-indulgence (and being the hero of his own diary) he idolizes the comedian and manages to become friends with the blonde-haired neighbor across the hall...
That blonde neighbor is somewhat quiet and pretty normal... for the most part. An avid gamer, he adores all things Halo (it's all the
rave) and collects Transformers. He also thinks Tolkien was god, there's nothing quite like hot elves & psycho mountain kings to put you into a
trance. Involved in so much fantasy, you'd never guess he was a psychology major...
The gamer's roommate is a real character... pissing off his playboy neighbor is the one true thing that makes him happy. He's a
metal-head, the thoroughly modern Generation X-er music major with 14 tattoos who is ruthlessly hard on the emo boy because although he is thoroughly annoyed with his eccentricities, he also admires his talent & wants him to make music videos for his band. He is intelligent but at times overly sarcastic--and he REALLY hates Disney (those stealing racist bastards!) He makes everything a big deal, the louder he is the more he's sure to get his point across!
Around the corner from them is the metal-head's best friend--a boy who's always late to class because he just can't seem to hear his alarm... or much of anything for that matter. He only listens to his iPod at high volumes... and himself. Authority doesn't stand a chance!! He does like to make the goody-two-shoes floor coordinator (who gets the biggest room) repeat himself constantly because it's funny to see that vein pop out of his neck. He's not afraid to throw a tantrum in the middle of a restaurant or protest anything for any reason. He has a notorious backhand and a stubbornness that many aspire to. Yep, this guy is a
punk who throws the rulebook to the curb! And he thinks that's just fine!
The football star spends most of his time in the kitchen eating merrily... he's not the shiniest brass knuckle (as in he can look pretty unkempt) but at least he's friendly. He's a movie buff that knows the words to every university fight song and hums the Flash Gordon
soundtrack incessantly. He's known to party after every victory, victory is very important. Victory means he gets to drink that fifth of vodka he somehow always manages to get past the campus police. Rumor has it he wants to join the Free Masons, much to the horror of the floor coordinator...
The floor coordinator is the mature one who holds everything together. The engineering major & math genius is also a loyal church-goer who tutors the football star on everything from how not to drink to how not to gamble to... how not to curse. Anything
christian is game, he likes the lighter sides of
Sanctus Real and
Shinedown. But not
Creed. He says even the football star at his drunkest could write a better song than Creed...
Now then, care to add some more composers to the cast? It needs some French & Italian blood... :D
connections:
Mozart,
Wagner,
Tchaikovsky,
Grieg,
Stravinsky,
beethoven,
Mussorgsky,
Bach