Tuesday, September 26, 2006
By Popular Request (So If It's Shit, Don't Blame Me) - The Moment Bands Decided On Their Definitive Names: Number 2 - Genesis
EXT. A PUNT. A SOUTHERN ENGLISH RIVER.
GABRIEL: Pass the cucumber sandwiches, old chap.
BANKS: Peter, old chap. I was lying in bed last night, fully awake. Desperately trying to think of a name for the band...
GABRIEL: Oh, fiddle de dee. I've dropped my crust in the water.
BANKS: 'There's Always Been Ethel' just sounds a trifle too wordy, Peter. Besides, people may confuse us with The Enid.
GABRIEL: I don't see why. Enid and Ethel are completely different names. I should know. My nanny was called Ethel. And I had an Aunt Edith.
BANKS: I think we need a one-word name. Something easily remembered.
GABRIEL: 'Ethel', then.
BANKS: But then people would confuse us even more with The Enid. And they might start calling us 'The Ethel', Peter.
GABRIEL: Oh, fiddle de di, Tony. What in heaven's name are we to call ourselves?
BANKS: That's it, Peter! You've got it! What in heaven's name!
GABRIEL: 'What In Heaven's Name'? Sounds like we don't know ourselves, old chap.
BANKS: No. Something Biblical. A new beginning. From out of nowhere. A new kind of music. Rock but not as we know it. The birth of a new...
GABRIEL: By jove, I think we've got it! I can see us now! Thousands of teenage A-level students watching us give the show of a lifetime! Costume changes galore! Lights, greasepaint and honest sweat! A theatrical and musical tour-de-force! Teenage boys singing about being lawnmowers!
BANKS: I'd sit down if I were you, old chap. Low bridge ahead.