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hunterartemis · 4 years ago

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Media Bias (Avengers X Alien!Reader)

It was a request from anonymous reader and since I have limited experience with tagging, I am going to quote the person’s request here:

“ Hi can you please do Avengers x reader where the reader is like Starfire from og teen titans (but the reader is green and the blasts are blue) and the Avengers go on a talk show and the host is being very mean to her. Thanks”

So, dear anonymous. I hope you enjoy!“

Words: a whopping 4100

Y/n, open the door” I heard Sam thudding away on my door as I buried myself in the layers of blanket and put the air condition humid enough to cause a mini monsoon.

“Go away Wilson and leave me alone--” I bellowed on top of my voice.

“Y/n it’s been more than 7 hrs, you got to come out... whatever happened in the morning you gotta let it go--”

“I don’t wanna let it go... I am a national embarrassment--”

You must be thinking, what is the situation you’ve been dragged into. Let me pause there and rewind 17 hours back to give you a complete understanding which lead to this complete mess.

People think our story ended and sealed with Thanos never got to see what we go through in the New York penthouse. With the ongoing Pandemic on board, people are desperate to see us even more, as if it is the new Thanos and we are to defeat it. There is no greater sense of helplessness than playing the puppet of courage without doing anything. So whoever wrote that “after the defeat of big bad, the heroes rejoice” was a big idiot.

And thus, I found myself awake after hours, sitting alongside the broad glass panel that showed the completely stopped-in-time, shining in the dark cityscape of once bustling New York. A fleeting sense of desolation plagued me as I remember my own world in the verge of extinction. My breath almost stopped in the great worry of my fellow living being in this planet; the one who saved me from destitution--

“y/n, is that you?”A calm and concerned paternal voice broke the train of my thought. I sharply looked behind my shoulder to see a disheveled figure of man standing in the dark. By the tousled curls and the slouched hem of the sweatpants, I knew was Bruce.

“Urh, you startled me!” I said with a dismissive voice. I felt almost embarrassed to realize what I was thinking moments ago. I took a deep breath and tried to compose myself.

“It’s you who startled me y/n, what are you doing up so late?” Bruce said with a groggy voice rubbing his eyes rather irritatingly. “We have an important event to attend tomorrow first thing in the morning” he slowly moved towards from the shadowy part of the room to the path of dimmed light from the glass panel and spared a long glance at my face. The way he looked at me sometimes irritated me, because it was an inalienable fact that he fell into the same category of humans who express an unhealthy obsession with my kind: a scientist.

“It’s not like I enjoy staying up like you Lowly Human...I am as stressed for tomorrow as you are!” I tore my face from his ken to express my displeasure. In reply, he sighed disappointedly, which sounded patronizing in my already agitated mind.

“I wish you’d stop insulting my specie whenever you get upset...” he gently put his hand in my shoulder, but soon he withdrew and stepped back. “And what is that god-awful smell?”

Any female whether she is human or not is very sensitive to criticism, especially about how she appears, thus Bruce’s comment was not only offensive but hurtful as well. I could not restrain my anger and annoyance anymore, and I stood up sharply to face him “I just happen to wet myself in the rain yesterday at my detour downtown and it turns out it has too much sulphuric acid and it is peeling my skin away... right before when I am about to go up close on television.” My hand subconsciously moved up to my cheek, where flakes were forming in my otherwise jade smooth skin. “And you are telling me to stop insulting your specie... I will when you unicellular cretins will stop ruining your own environment—“ I folded my arms defensively, gazing away from Bruce’s face “--as if I don’t get ridiculed enough for my chrorophyllic skintone, and now I am shedding like a common reptile.”

“Alright alright I am sorry...” Bruce threw up his arms defensively, and his small paces back and forth showed his discomfort more than anything, “do you want something for your skin, CeraVe or something? I can fetch you some ice if you want?”

His apologetic gesture made my whole effort defeated; but my pride disrupted me from being apologetic “Forget it... as if those human manures would work on my skin—“ I heaved a sigh and looked at him again “must we do the thing? I mean I am not the only alien that set foot on earth in this decade, why must I be walked around like a showdog in front of all the people?”

For some moments Bruce did not answer me. I almost thought he was ignoring me, but then I realised that he must be contemplating on every word he wanted to say and every word that was running through his brilliant mind. Out of anyone in the team, Bruce was the visual hole, the less than heroic material: even with the Hulk. And for this, the society made sure that he would be self conscious for the rest of his life for his other identity. My annoyance almost melted to sympathy when I heard him speak in a rather frustrated voice.

“Y/N, I know that you are stressed about this and frankly I hate this stuff too, but this is very important for the people: for your people as well as ours. Not all things that come from the space are benign and people need reassurance that you are not hostile. I hate this too, but it is for the greater good!”

“Greater good, greater good... it is always for the greater good!” The same old daily whining of lofty agenda made me sick “I am sick and tired of these Brucie, I don’t want to do this anymore... I am tired about people asking me weird questions and cretins posing as scientists trying to push probes on me the first chances they get-- I wish I could just disappear with the portal that brought me in this cursed place!“

Bruce came closer and grabbed my shoulders gently “Don’t say that y/n... otherwise we wouldn’t have the means to counterattack all those aliens—“ my silence might have given him the cue that he wasn’t doing a very good job at convincing. His wavering eyes fixed on my face once again as he spoke “okay, here is a deal: how about it is the last time you appear in public, hm? Once you satisfy them that you are part of the team, I swear people will leave you alone... they left the Hulk alone too once they understood that he is one of the good guys!”

“No but...“

“No ifs and buts... go, and have some sleep. Let me look in the lab if we have some squalanes and peptide solutions lying around—“ he said with a paternal affection and disappeared into the dark passage which lead to his room

“Thanks Brucie you are the best—“

I couldn’t help but to smile a little. Humans!

...

“This is a bad idea I am telling you--“ I told Bruce with an hushed tone as the makeup artist went on with a puff on my face for the millionth times. The rest of my team was behind me, getting the same attentions to their dismay. I could tell Bucky was downright uncomfortable as his makeup artist had a hard time getting not distracted by his bionic arm; and Wanda was downright glaring at the man who kept flicking the brush on her nose.

“relax y/n, you are smart and you are friendly, you are going to ace this and trust me people are going to love you--“ Bruce said with gritted teeth to make sure no one could tell what he was saying. He almost flinched as some of the powder made into his nose and the makeup artist followed him up with a q-tip.

“My face is itchy...“ I whispered again, trying not to gouge my face out with my nails as the powder sat on the flaky part of the cheek. If this wasn’t a studio I would have scratched my face like a lunatic and ended up as someone who was attacked by a bear in the mountains. And I was glad that I was standing beside Bruce who knew how not to go overboard with the things. Clint would have brushed them off, Wanda and Bucky would have panicked, and Sam’s gestures no matter how genuine would have made me laugh.

“Wanda already told the makeup artist to spray you with Squalane, your face isn’t half as bad as it were yesterday night“ Bruce then went on politely gesturing the makeup artist to spray the stuff Bruce brought from the lab in a clear bottle, and the look on the Makeup Artist’s face was between annoyance and bursting into tears.

“Brucie...“ “I don’t wanna mess it up--“ I said nervously as we walked into the couch and settled with the others.

“Trust me you won’t... “ Bruce graciously consoled me.

The cameraman cued and we were all gestured to look into the main camera as the lights in front of us adjusted accordingly. Within all hustle and bustle, the host walked in like a royalty, and by the looks of his face and those following him with makeup and refreshment, he had a really bad morning.

“We will go on air in 3, 2 and 1”

“Good Morning America, this is your host Justin Fallon and welcome to another episode of The Early Show. Today we have with us some really special guests. You might know them from News, the murals, the comics and the Merchs please welcome our own global superheroes: The Avengers. Welcome to our show” the host said with an uncomfortable friendliness and turned towards us.

"Thanks for having us with you" Sam answered graciously, with a little awkwardness. I could understand why; it was always Tony, Steve and Natasha who spoke in public. After such a terrible loss, he is struggling to fill up their shoes for the sake of our public image. He had been wrapped up into a pretty bad controversy recently for succeeding as Captain America and it had a pretty bad toll on him—to the point his speech kind of went from cheerful to composed in an unnatural way.

"It’s been way too long since our morning couch looked so colorful and it surely brightens up the day.” The host said with an obligatory politeness. Although the term was innocent enough but it seemed not so—I instantly froze up and million things started flying inside my head: was I looking good enough, is my patches showing under the layers of power and squalane. Turns out it was not me alone. From the corner of my eye I could sense the tension behind me from Clint and Bucky and I know it was different than mine. The host must have wanted the old team, and looked like he was stuck with the mediocre leftovers.

“Thank you...“ Sam replied.

“So here you guys are after averting the big wipeout crisis, in the quiet and chilling, so how does it feel to be in the pensive from being hyperactive all the time?“

“Well, at first it did feel kind of boring and lack luster, but slowly we are adjusting to it. With the ongoing Pandemic crisis I think we just have to adjust to the situation. In a way, I think we are all helping each other by staying inside and recuperating.” Sam answered diplomatically.

“That’s so nice” the interviewer said quite curtly and then changing the topic he sharply turned to Doctor Banner “I know of all you people Dr. Banner will find this Lockdown Leisure slightly more comforting, isn’t that so Doctor Banner?”

Wait, what was that? Was that even normal? Sam was sitting in the front and after him Bucky, then Wanda and then Bruce. Should not he come gradually? Breathe... maybe I am reading too much into this. Keep a friendly face, don’t think too much... the entire nation is watching... this is the one time I have to do things right! It’s for me, my team who housed me and my people.

I had to give props to Bruce for managing things calmly despite his claims about public speaking. He politely replied “Well theoretically it should be but it’s not like causes of anger cannot exist within the so called peaceful environment if you think about it, but I am glad you showed your concern” and like a pro, reached out to the glass in front of him to sip some water—like some real celebs in talk shows.

“Isn’t that true! So Solaris, how does it feel to be surrounded by the icons of the earth?”

I wasn’t really ready for the sudden attention. For a second I blanked out completely and gaped my mouth like a complete idiot. My stupefied face must have been quite prominent because the host tried to laugh it off lightly to divert the attention. I am still wrapping my head around the fact how some humans work so beautifully under so much attention—If I could choose between blasting off alien armies and speaking in talk shows, I will take the aliens instead.

“I..I--It’s quite fun... there is never a dull moment with them--“ I manage to utter, and thankfully it wasn’t a gurgling sound from a deep abyss.

“The thing is, being the most newest member, you sort of have a mystery around you, the kind of a Blue Comet sort--“

“Oh thank you— “ great going me, like a real talk show celeb—keep it up!

“So why don’t we break that down... Solaris, is that true that you came from a whole another galaxy which is not Milky Way?” the Talk show host asked, reading from a small piece of card.

Finally, something I can talk about all day: stars, planets and galaxy. I will have to slay this, I chanted inside and replied after drawing a breath “Yes that’s true. I am from Planet Auriga from Pleiades system. Our Sun is Alcyone, the second brightest star right after Aldebaran. You people call our system Taurus Constellation--”

“--so much astrophysics, take notes kids they might ask you at the NASA interview.“ the talk show host interrupted. It annoyed me greatly because I could finish the words I worked so hard to speak confidently. So that’s how Bruce must feel all the time when people interrupted him when he explains things. However the host went on as if nothing happened “For a near human creature in this planet, do you identify more with the Professor X’s troop or with the Avengers?”

Near human creature? My race is literally the most Superior in all of galaxy.

“I don’t really understand what you mean...” I said as politely as I could manage.

“I mean isn’t it hard to fit in when you are the only alien in the group--“

The flippant remark was rude and I tried not to wrap my head around it. I recalled Bruce’s words to keep cool and maintain a neutral face replied : “I mean I am not the only one, Thor is also not of the earth and he is a darling to be around. Alien or not I think I have learned a lot about myself and the ways of earth by spending time with this wonderful people?“

I could hear the audience clapping and cheering with my reply. A surge of pride swept across my chest and I smiled slightly at the audience.

“How sweet--“ the host said, keeping with the cheerful mood “as the outer world people are coming into the planets, we think a lot of things are shifting, do you find it hard to cope into the earth from where you come from--“

Finally, a thoughtful question, I made a solid eye contact with the host and replied “No, the atmosphere is pretty much the same in Auriga, but I think humans can do a lot better taking care of the environment. I know for a fact that millions of planets and their lifeforms were extinct because of excesses I see on earth.”

The thoughtfulness of the host was only for so long “The girl’s been around... if you know what I mean—“ he commented with a little wink, and from the audience’s laugh I knew he didn’t mean something polite or mildly positive. After the laughter subsided, he turned again to me “I dig the midnight blue hair... it is so contradictory and yet it works“ he complimented “because you know scale and hair are not something we see very often in our planet--“

Excuse me, what was that supposed to mean?

“--so tell me are the lapis cascades all natural? I mean they are not dyed at all?”

“No they are not... the special keratin bond that reflect the blue pigment of the natural light but they are actually transparent—“ I added objectively.

“So that means in the right lighting you don’t need to mow the bush—“ the host said with a curved smile on his lips, and the audience went on laughing in the same manner they did moments ago.

Even under the blowing airconditioner, I started t feel really warm around my neck “I really don’t know what you mean; you are making any sense at all! Do you guys need special light to mow the bush, do you do in the solstices or during the eclipses—“ this time I didn’t hide the fact that I was annoyed.

“--she is really really funny you guys--“ the host again smiled and acted like I was a stone wall and my reaction didn’t register in his mind at all. “So you are saying you don’t mow your bush at all?“

“I live in a New York Penthouse, there is no bush--“ honestly if this wasn’t a dumb talk show, I would have taught this impudent human a lesson.

The host looked a little uncomfortable as our eye contact lasted for several seconds. He cleared his throat and went on “Okay you guys, she just clarified that there is no bush, so let’s move on to your...your look... I am so fascinated by it, it’s so reptile chic--“

What’s your fascination with cold blooded animals? Are you asking to die like one?

“Um, thanks...?!”

“So how do you manage to maintain this--“

That was honestly the last straw. This host is impolite and rude and he leeches off the discomfort of his talk show host. When this realisation hit, all my self-control and self preservation went out of the window. The vacuum was replaced by the sheer annoyance towards the host who deliberately mistreated us since the beginning.

“Do you think that’s how I live, maintaining my skin and mowing the bush--“ my pitch rose from my previous composed tone “I mean what kind of questions are these?“

The host was still wearing his phony smile on his face, but I could see the colour slightly draining off his face “No I was just asking, because the audience wants to know--“

“I think the audience is smart enough to understand that they cannot get the green skin on natural blue hair, so can you move on to a more sensible question?“ I answered heatedly and defensively at the same time, and as I spoke I felt the aura of tension shifting from discomfort to sheer panic.

“Y/n... don’t do this--” I heard Bucky whisper very faintly from above.

“Solaris, don’t get me wrong, but we don’t always get a green-skin hottie on the morning couch, don’t be offended!” he said while he gestured covertly to cut the camera on the other side. I have to give this man an applause , I could tell he had busted all his courage but he kept the face of nonchalance too good to be true—no wonder he sat on this chair for so long.

“What’s your obsession with the skin colour?—“ I said heatedly as I stood up from my seat “Don’t you dare cut the camera... don’t you dare! Do you think you humans are the epitome of beauty from which point everyone in the galaxy should confirm? I am sick of this... Everyone, I am so sorry for your wasted time but no more of this!”

“Solaris--“ this time it was Sam’s voice that implored me from the sides. For a split second I felt bad for him, because as Captain America, he would have to take the heat from the public. But I was at the point of no return. If I back out now, I would be called a pushover and I would have to endure that image for the rest of my life in the earth.

“You know what, as you are so obsessed with my looks, I would love to show you another thing of mine that is blue--”

Blast

So long story short, Solaris goes to a morning talk show, Solaris encounters a rude host and Solaris blasts him with her Blue Sun Beam. Biggest disaster ever!

The thudding outside the door would not stop, and honestly their over attention was getting on my nerves “honestly, why don’t you go away... what are you, my royal nanny?”

“Very funny Solaris... now come out and get some food--” this time it was Bucky who spoke. Although he was the shortest to reply, but it made me well up. He had the shittiest history amongst all of us: hunted, betrayed, manipulated and now sidelined—how can I see my problems bigger than him.

“How can I... I ruined everything, all the reputation you built throughout the year, I blew it up within 3 minutes, how can I show my face to you guys! I was supposed to be the superior being--“

A moment of silence followed. But then the old familiar calm voice spoke from the other side

“y/n... It’s not about superior or inferior, you were just very very honest with your feeling! sometimes it’s good for the public, sometimes it is not. I mean look at me--I have struggling with my anger all my life and god knows the stuff I have wrecked in Hulk state. It’s okay to make a mistake... no one blames you!”

“Ha ha right...“ I replied sarcastically, feeling mad about how well Bruce understood my situation.

“Honestly, the way you acted today... Tony would have been proud!”

I could not hold myself anymore. All the feeling that has been plaguing me until now: embarrassment, guilt, confusion, sadness... all came down like a thundering rain with that one statement. I rushed and slammed the door open and jumped on Bruce to embrace him into a tight hug. At first I could tell Bruce was taken aback, but soon his firm arms snaked under my back to hold me tightly.

“I am so sorry... I ruined you all--“ I hid my face in Bruce’s shoulder. Suddenly I felt a gentle pat on my back, I straightened up and looked, it was Sam. His awkward cautionary expression was gone and he looked cherry as the old days “As Captain America, I cannot condone your behaviour, but as Sam... well, that jerk deserved it--“ he reached for his pocket and took out his cellphone “and hundred thousand people in New York agree with you“

I looked at him with a curious expression as he gave me his phone. When I looked at it, it was a tabloid video that had the clip of me blasting the host and it had—

“Stars in galaxies!... 100K likes?” I exclaimed

“And look down, there are comments too--” Bucky scrolled down from behind my shoulder to descend to the white space.

That jerk deserves it, he was literally harassing her...You go Solaris #MeToo

Solaris is so cool, I wish I was as cool as her.

Ugh, I hate that morning show host, if I was in her place I would have thrown him off the stark tower, #SunQueen

Racists never change, and We stan our color positive hero #SolarisRocks

Humans...

...

Okay, that took a lot of time because at first I didn’t know how to work on the request, then I had to go back and forth and rewrite most of it two times because I wasn’t convinced it was good. So I sincerely hope it’s good because I am freaked out as hell.

I also gave reader a name because she is inspired by an alien character in TeenTitans called “Starfire”. So I call her Solaris, and was constantly reminded of Solar of Mamamoo (TMI)

I don’t hate on Fallon, I just used his name because it is recognisable by American public and I also had to see a lot of Jimmy Fallon’s show to write about the Talk Show plot. I was also greatly inspired by Naomi Campbell, RDJ and Nicki Minaj’s interviews.

#avengers x reader #alien reader #skin color #teen titans og #starfire inspired #yay I got a request #rude talk show imagine #avengers x reader imagine

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sinceileftyoublog · 4 years ago

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New Bums Interview: Married Couple Vibe

BY JORDAN MAINZER

Unlike the mathematical approach of Six Organs of Admittance or the wound jangly pop of Skygreen Leopards, Ben Chasny and Donovan Quinn’s New Bums is like its name: contemporary slacker vibes, loose playing, easy, gorgeous tunes. The band’s first record, Voices in a Rented Room, came out in 2014, and almost immediately afterwards, they started recording its follow-up. It wouldn’t be released until this March, as the more layered but just as lackadaisical Last Time I Saw Grace (Drag City). Both Chasny and Quinn write songs, and each plays off the other one’s style as much as presenting their own. For instance, on the energetic “Oblieration Time”, which juxtaposes soloing and acoustic strumming, Chasny attempted to write lyrics like Quinn. As for Quinn’s lyrics, more generally, Chasny’s instrumentation shifts them. “One of the great things about songwriting [is] the way the lyrics come across versus what they actually mean,” Quinn said on a Zoom call earlier this year with me and Chasny. “The same words can be funny, sad, [or] ironic depending on the instrumentation behind [them]. It’s really fun to see what Ben does.” Chasny agrees that instrumentation matters, not citing a general philosophy but rather a YouTube video with almost 10 million views that overlays a scene of Darth Vader visiting the Death Star with a snippet of Spandau Ballet’s “True”.

Indeed, the buddy quality of New Bums shines through when they’re in the same room--even a virtual one. They laugh and play with each other and finish each other’s sentences, having been friends for a long time. But such a laid-back feeling wouldn’t be possible without each member’s distinct personalities. Chasny, knowing I was set to interview Chris Corsano later that day about his and Bill Orcutt’s excellent Made Out Of Sound, had me communicate an inside joke to Corsano, with whom he shares a band, Rangda. (The joke? Telling Corsano that he should make a pack of beats called “Chris Corsano’s Breakbeats,” to which Corsano cackled and replied, “You’ve been talking to Chasny.”) Chasny’s also self-deprecating: “I’m not a very good violin player, but the last song has me on the violin,” he shrugs about Last Time’s “Follow Them Up the Slope”. And he forgets the titles of the songs, facetiously chalking it up to the album’s lyrical themes of decay. Quinn, simply, is humble and go-with-the-flow.

Underneath it all are some serious aesthetic and instrumental chops from the both of them, a mix of guitars, harmonium (the circular “So Long, Kus”), violin, and keyboards. Opener “Billy, God Damn” is twangy and layered. “Onward to Devastation” features tasty riffing following the lilting folk of “Marlene Left California”. “Wild Dogs” shimmers, while “Hermitage Song” stuns with deep string textures. All in all, Chasny and Quinn talk about these songs with the same exuberance they do their other projects, or music by Corsano and Orcutt, or even legendary records by 90′s German drone artists. Music fans make music makers, and music bums never fade.

Read my conversation with them below, edited for length and clarity.

Since I Left You: What’s unique about Last Time I Saw Grace as compared to Voices in a Rented Room?

Donovan Quinn: I think both of the records come from the same place. A buddy record is the way I would put it, where it grew out of me and Ben in a room, playing two guitars, talking about ideas and records we admired. This one, we built the songs up a little bit more, added some layers to the songs with overdubs, and really added some depth to a lot of the compositions with vocal and guitar work and different synths, whereas the first one we tried to keep it as barebones as possible.

Ben Chasny: Yeah. I would say the first one was more slopdog, like a mutt running wild, and this one isn’t showdog level, but trimming up the dog a little bit, teaching it a couple tricks.

SILY: Maybe album 3 will be showdog.

BC: Yeah. I think it’ll probably take a poop right in front of everybody, but it will still be up there.

SILY: Those layers are what I noticed from the get-go, on [opener] “Billy. God Damn”. Is that why you decided to have it first on the record and release it ahead of time?

BC: We ran through a number of sequences on the record. It just felt like a good one to start out with. There are definitely more vocal layers on this than the other record we did for sure.

DQ: Yeah, I don’t have a clear memory of recording a lot of these songs because we did it over a long period of time, and “Billy God Damn” is one of those songs. I think we put it first because it set a good tone for the rest of the record.

SILY: The sequencing definitely struck me. It goes back and forth between more up-tempo tracks like “Obliteration Time Two” and more lilting tracks like “Marlene Left California”. Is that something you had in mind when ultimately deciding on the order of the tracks?

BC: I think so, yeah, trying to balance it out without having one of the sides of the records being too much one direction.

SILY: I love records like this where the palate is mostly vocals and guitars but you throw in a wildcard like the harmonium, or the cello on “Street of Spies”. It makes those songs stand out.

DQ: “Street of Spies” has our buddy Jason Quever on cello who has a band called Papercuts. I work a lot with Jason and he was kind enough to put some cello on that one.

BC: He did the drums and some of the strings on the first record, too.

SILY: You could say the whole album has a loose quality, but on that song especially, you kept the false start and the countdown from the live recording.

DQ: We do like that kind of sketchbook vibe with our records.

BC: [laughs] I have a feeling I know what you’re gonna say, Donovan.

DQ: I’m not gonna say what you think I’m gonna say...Me and Ben have known each other for so long, it’s a married couple vibe where we know what the other person is gonna say or is thinking...With the way you can record records now, it’s pretty easy to really get things lined up and cleaned up. We thought with New Bums, it would be kind of a nice contrast to not do that, to keep things a little bit frayed.

SILY: It goes with the aesthetic suggested by the band name, too.

DQ: Yeah, exactly.

SILY: Did anything inspire the lyrics specifically?

DQ: Not anything specifically, but over time, both me and Ben writing, we kind of developed a sense of a type of record lyrically, and it seemed to be a lot of songs about decay and certain kinds of desperation. We built from that, not totally consciously, but everything seemed to gravitate towards it.

BC: I will say, when I wrote some of the lyrics to the song “Obliteration Time”, I was actually trying to write songs like Donovan’s band Skygreen Leopards, and I was hoping he would pick up on it. I was like, “Did you pick up on it?” He was like, “No, I didn’t at all.” That was what I was trying to do.

SILY: In some ways, you still have a ways to go in your marriage, then.

BC: Yeah, a lot of ways.

SILY: What were you going for on the first line of “Street of Spies”, “Who gives a fuck about clemency?”

DQ: You know, I don’t remember. And when we were listening back to different vocal takes, there was one that was so unusually angry for me that Ben was saying I sounded like Rage Against the Machine or something, so we changed it. I don’t know. It’s just meant to have the language contrast the mellow vibe of the song. I like that style when if you have a mellow song with lyrics that contradict that feel.

SILY: What’s the inspiration behind the album title?

BC: It’s a line [on the album]. When you listen to [the] song, you realize it’s the name of a woman, Grace, but in context on the front of the record, it has a different meaning, which we thought would be kind of fun. You listen to the record, and you realize, “Ah, I see what they’re talking about.”

DQ: That was kind of a last-minute title. I think we got lucky with it. It fits really well with the kind of themes developed in the record: decay, desperation, etc.

SILY: Is Grace a real person or just a character?

Both: Just a character.

SILY: What’s the inspiration behind the cover art?

BC: Donovan had the concept behind the art.

DQ: We were gonna see if anyone noticed this, but if you look at the first cover and the second cover, it’s basically the same elements, but we took things away. The first one has the two triangles, and it’s pictures of me and Ben, and this one doesn’t have any pictures. The idea is for every album to have the same basic design that takes elements away to eventually have nothing at all.

SILY: What are you gonna lose on the next one? One of the triangles?

BC: Possibly. That’s when I get kicked out of the band.

SILY: Or it’s self-titled, and you can use New Bums as the band and the title.

DQ: The other day, something cool happened that reminded me of the cover and the two triangles. It doesn’t totally work, but I did this video that heavily references ZZ Top. For the video, we bought a couple of ZZ Top magical keychains, and I was trying to open a box with it, but the fucking thing broke! But the two extreme points of the keys broke off, and what’s left looks a lot like the two triangles.

BC: The original record cover from the first record was based on one of my favorite records, pretty much a tribute to it, a band called The Black Vial. He did a record called Frozen Morning in maybe the mid-90s. He did 300 of them, this German guy, Liebried Loch. They were wrapped in black electric tape, and that’s what held the photograph on. This really gorgeous looking record, one of the most dark, depressing records I’ve ever heard in my life. It’s just droning on electric guitar on a practice amp, really distorted, singing songs like, “Black crows, flying no more!” We based the original artwork off that record and then modified it.

SILY: Have you thought about doing a live stream or socially distant show?

BC: We should try to figure out how to do it together. We still have to figure out Zoom. We may not do Zoom a lot. We’re more Google. We know technology.

SILY: You’re not Luddites?

BC: We have most of our meetings on Google Hangouts.

DQ: New Bums has a lot of meetings, and we spend a lot of time together, so it’s surprising it’s taken us 5 years to do two albums and two tours.

BC: We do have some great video footage from that tour a couple years back filmed at a bookstore in San Francisco called Adobe Books, and I think we’re gonna put that out for people to check out.

SILY: Were some of the songs from this record performed there?

BC: Yeah, we [did] “Cover Band”.

SILY: Anything you’ve been listening to, watching, or reading lately that’s caught your attention?

DQ: I’ve been watching a lot of movies more than anything else. I have the Criterion Channel service, so I’ve been finding a lot of inspiration in that. I was just recommending the movie Close-up to Ben, if you want to feel that doing any kind of artistic endeavor might have some meaning, it’s worth it.

BC: I’ve been watching a lot of Poirot. That guy’s great. His relationship with Hastings is quite similar to Donovan and me, though I won’t say who is Poirot and who’s Hastings.

Last Time I Saw Grace by New Bums

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ronniesqueen · 6 years ago

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A Journey To Find True Love

We start off with Archie as the bachelor, Ronnie is in his season. The story progresses, and she becomes the next bachelorette after he finishes his season. Both of them go on their journey to find true love.

I will be writing this AU in the form of a tv show. Since, we all know that “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette” are reality tv shows.

Okay. Without further ado, Buckle up, buckerooos!

Night One.

Night One. Archie’s season.

(setting: Andrews Household.)

Everyone moves at a different pace. How long does the average adult sleep at night? 8 hours? 6 hours? 12 hours? I would imagine that it varies based on what that person has planned the following morning, or what time they fell asleep the previous night. Now, let me ask you a better question. How long does it take for the average adult to fall in love? One year? Six months? Two years? Or does that vary on the duration of time spent together?

For Archie Andrews, this needs to be done in six weeks. When he had been announced as the bachelor, it was a moment of excitement, followed by a moment of apprehension. Could he find true love? Is it even possible to fall in love in six weeks?

“How do you feel?” Fred Andrews asked his son, entering Archie’s bedroom. Watching Archie put together his suit and tie.

“I’m nervous. I don’t know what to expect,” Archie confessed.

“You could be engaged six weeks from now,” Fred added. “Do you think that’s something you’re ready for?”

Archie smiled. “Absolutely. I’m ready to settle down, start a family. Maybe I’ll meet my wife tonight. I’m hopeful.”

Chris Harrison, host of The Bachelor, entered the room. “Archie? Your limo is here.”

Archie gave his dad a hug. “This is it. See you in six weeks.”

“Good luck son. Go get her.”

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

Once Archie arrived at the Bachelor Mansion, he stood outside.

Waiting for the limo to arrive.

In this limo, he was expecting 10 women.

He took deep breaths. In, and out.

A fresh breeze swept through the leaves, giving Archie the last push he needed when finally, the limo arrived.

As the door opened, he saw a beautiful woman, with long red hair, and a sparkling red gown, exit the limo and began walking towards him.

“Hey! How are you?” He said to her as she approached him.

“I’m doing exceptionally well, how are you?” she responded, greeting him with a hug.

“Good,” Archie said. “What’s your name?”

“I’m Cheryl Blossom, and I have to say, it’s so lovely to finally meet you. You look so handsome,” she commented with a flirty, inviting smile.

“Thanks, you look beautiful. I love that dress,” he flirted right back.

“Why thank you. Red is my signature,” She said with a wink.

“I don’t think I’ve seen anybody look that good in red until now,” he chuckled, giving her another hug. “Alright well, I’ll see you inside okay?”

“Yes you certainly will,” she said, blowing him a kiss as she walked away from him and into the mansion.

Archie smiled. “She was gorgeous,” he whispered to himself.

He turned around to face the limo.

His jaw dropped.

A strikingly beautiful woman, with dark hair, and silver silk gown exit the limo and begin to walk towards him.

“Hello!” He said to her as she approached him.

“Hey there,” she said, greeting him with a hug. He was able to smell her vanilla scented perfume. “My name is Veronica Lodge. And I just want to say that I’m genuinely looking forward to getting to know you, and your heart, on this journey together.”

Archie smiled. “Same here. I can’t wait to get to know you on a deeper level.” He gave her another hug. “Alright, I’ll catch up with you inside.”

“Sounds amazing,” she said, walking away from him, and entering the mansion.

He watched her walk away, still smiling.

It wasn’t until he heard the footsteps of the next woman, that he turned around to face the limo.

“Hey Archie! I’m Ethel,” a woman with short red curly hair said, approaching him. “It’s so good to meet you!”

“Hi Ethel! Likewise,” Archie said, giving her a hug. “I’m digging the bow.”

Ethel giggled, “Thank you, it’s my favorite.”

“That’s cute. I really like your name. It’s unique,” Archie said, smiling.

Ethel started to blush, “I like your name a lot too!”

“Alright, I’ll see you in there okay?” He said, giving her another hug

“Okay great!” She said, beaming widely as she walked away from him, and entered the mansion.

As she grew out of earshot, he said to himself, “Aww, she was so sweet.”

Chris Harrison walked over to Archie. “You’ve just met three of your women. How do you feel?”

“I’m okay! I really am. They’re making this a lot easier for me. I really appreciate that,” Archie responded, with a genuine smile.

“Okay good. Because you have seven more to go.”

(setting: Confessional Booth)

“Meeting Archie was an absolute dream. The red headed Ansel Elgort. I’m beyond thrilled to start this journey with him. I’ve tried every flavor of boy but orange,” Veronica said, giggling.

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

“So far these women have been so great. Nobody’s done anything too crazy yet,” Archie chuckled to himself.

When....suddenly...

“Now I’m speechless. Over the edge, I’m just breathless. I never thought I could catch this, lovebug again,” Archie heard an angelic voice sing.

He looked all around him, searching for where the singing was coming from. She then came out of the limo, a beautiful woman with a turquoise sequin dress, and started to approach him.

“Hopeless. Head over heels in the moment. I never thought I could get hit by this love bug again,” she sang.

“Wow, you are just...” He was at a loss for words. “Wow.”

She giggled. “I’m Josie. I know you’re meeting a lot of women tonight, but I wanted you to know, that music is what I’m truly passionate about.”

He smiled. “I love that. I’m actually very passionate about music too.”

“Are you?” She giggled.

“I am,” he began. “I play the guitar, and I sing. Maybe we can jam together sometime.”

“I’m up for it, as long as you try to keep up,” she said, with a wink.

“I’ll do my best,” he chuckled.

She gave him a hug. “I’ll see you inside, Justin Gingerlake,” she said playfully, letting out a cute giggle.

He laughed, as she walked away from him and into the mansion. “She was amazing,” he whispered to himself, watching her walk away.

******Commercial Break*******

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

Archie turned to face limo when he noticed someone in a giant sloth costume walking towards him. “Um....hey?” He chuckled nervously.

After a few minutes of the sloth moving very slowly, the sloth removed their mask, revealing a very beautiful woman with black curls and a dark violet lipstick. “Hey Archie. My name’s Valerie. And I know this costume seems crazy, but this was just my way of showing you, that in relationships I do like to take things slow. I want for us to move on our on pace, and not rush into things we’re not ready for.”

He smiled. “I really appreciate you being honest with me, Valerie. More than anything, I want an engagement at the end of this. I want to be able to get down on one knee, knowing that we’re both serious about each other, and that we want the same things, and give the relationship time to reach that point.”

She blushed. “I’m glad you understand. And I’m really looking forward to this experience with you.”

“So am I,” he said, still smiling. “I’ll find you inside, okay?” he said, giving her a hug.

“I’ll be waiting,” she giggled, as she walked away from him, and entered the mansion.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

“This girl just walked into the mansion, wearing a sloth costume... and I’m like, what in the world?” Cheryl said, laughing. “Sweetie, you’re making a fool out of yourself in front of Archie, in front of the other women, and on national television. I won’t be surprised if she doesn’t get a rose tonight.”

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

“I brought you candy hearts,” Melody Valentine began. “Because I want to ask you, if you would be my valentine?” she laughed.

Archie laughed. “I see what you did there!”

He gave her a hug. “I will gladly accept these candy hearts. And, of course I’ll be your valentine.”

She giggled. “I’ll see you inside.”

As she walked away from, he took a bite from one of her candy hearts. He smiled, “How did she know I love chocolate?” he chuckled to himself.

He put away the candy hearts when he saw a very pretty brunette with side bangs and edgy black dress walking towards him.

“How are you?” He called to her.

“Hey, I’m great! How are you?” she responded.

“I’m good, it’s so great to meet you,” Archie said, greeting her with a hug.

“You too! My name’s Midge Klump. And, I know it’s generally your duty to give out roses to us, but...I thought I’d change the game a little and give you this. Archie, will you accept this rose?” she laughed, pulling out a ravishing rose from behind her back.

He chuckled. “Yes, I will accept this rose.”

Thank you,” she giggled.

Archie gave her another hug. “Meet you inside?”

“Can’t wait,” she said, walking towards the mansion.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

“Everyone’s been really chill so far. I know there’s only three girls left for Archie to meet, so right I’m just kinda nervously waiting for that one girl to show up. The girl who’s gonna stir the pot and cause drama. I’ve seen this show before. So now I’m just waiting for that girl to show up,” Ethel laughed.

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

“You.....brought me a dog?” Archie laughed nervously.

“It’s not just any dog, this is one the best showdogs in Riverdale. You only deserve the best,” an attractive woman said, wearing a pink dress with feathers all around the hips.

“Ha, thanks” Archie said. “What was your name again?”

“Katherine.”

“Right, okay. Well I’ll see you inside, okay?” he said, giving her a hug.

“Without a doubt you will.”

She walked away. Immediately Chris Harrison approached Archie, taking the dog. “Thank you,” Archie whispered.

“I got you,” Chris said, patting Archie on the back.

As Chris walked away, Archie had lost the ability to speak.

He saw an exquisite, graceful, beautiful blonde woman walking towards him, wearing a rose gold sparkly gown, and carrying a small box.

“H-H-Hey. How are you?” he asked, instantly smitten.

“I’m good! How are you?” She asked. She paused. “I”m Betty Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you Betty,” Archie said, giving her a hug. “What’d you got there?” he asked, smiling.

“I’m so nervous right now, I have so many butterflies,” She giggled.

He smiled.

“No I literally have butterflies,” She said, opening the box, revealing many plastic butterflies.

Archie laughed. “No more butterflies,” he said, playfully tossing some of them on the ground.

Betty laughed, and poured all of the plastic butterflies out of the box. “I guess that takes care of all my butterflies” she sang playfully.

“No I still feel like I have some butterflies,” Betty giggled.

“So do I” Archie said, beaming. He found himself blushing.

She gave him another hug. “See you in there?”

“I’ll find you,” he said, still smiling, as she walked away.

He looked at the ground, picked up one of the butterflies, and placed it in his coat pocket.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

“I could tell that Archie was nervous, but I think he’s just nervous for this whole experience in general. But I think he’s handling himself really well so far,” Betty said, giggling.

(setting: Outside Bachelor Mansion)

“I know you’re meeting a bunch of women tonight,” Ginger Lopez said. “So, I brought you this bag of cinnamon, so you can remember me as Sweet Ginger.”

Archie laughed. “I definitely will. Alright, I’ll see you inside.”

She walked away, skipping in joy.

Chris Harrison walked over to Archie. “You, sir, just met all ten of your women.”

“It was really fun,” Archie said.

“So, I’m going to give you this,” Christ said, giving Archie a rose. “This is the first impression rose. Give this to the woman who truly stood out to you. And that women will be safe from elimination at your first rose ceremony.”

“Sounds good,” Archie said, taking the rose.

As Chris walked away, Archie thought long and hard about who he wanted to give this rose to.

(setting: Bachelor Mansion, living room. All of the women are sitting on the couches, drinking champagne. Waiting for the rose ceremony.)

“You...you got him a dog?” Ginger asked.

“I sure did,” Katherine said, proudly.

“I could’ve done a lot more than just a bag of a cinnamon…” Ginger whispered to herself.

“Eh. You could’ve done worse,” Cheryl said, looking over at Valerie, who at this point had changed out of her sloth costume and into a purple strapless gown.

Valerie caught her glance. “You can say whatever you want. But it’s up to Archie whether or not he’ll give us a rose.”

“At least I don’t need an insane costume or a gift to be memorable.”

Archie entered the room. “Hey, ladies. You all look so beautiful.”

All the women smiled at Archie. He looked at Valerie. “Can I steal you away for a minute?”

She smiled. “Of course you can.”

(setting: Confessional Booth)

“I don’t think any of us were happy to watch them walk away together. We knew it meant one of two things. Either she’s getting the first impression rose, or he’s sending her home early because he knows he could never be in serious relationship with someone who shows up in a ridiculous costume,” Katherine said, smirking.

(setting: Outside by the fountain)

“It really meant a lot to me, how open you were about what you want. One of the things I really look for in a woman, is someone who is determined and strong. Someone who not only has her heart in the right place, but also is considerate of what I want, too,” Archie said, holding her hand.

“I agree. I really do believe that complete transparency and compassion is what keeps relationships healthy. But I also want us to be able to communicate in a way that, we both listen and understand how the other person feels,” she said, smiling.

“Absolutely. That’s what I want, too,” Archie said, pulling out the rose from behind him. “I’m really looking forward to this journey with you, and I hope that we can change each other for the better. Valerie, will you accept this rose?”

She smiled. “Without a doubt.”

The two leaned in for their first kiss.

(setting: Rose Ceremony)

Veronica, Ethel, Cheryl, Ginger, Melody, Josie, Betty, Midge, Katherine, and Valerie entered the room. There were seven roses on the table.

Archie entered the room. “Before I go into this, I just want you all to know, it was such a huge honor to meet all of you. And if you don’t get a rose tonight, that doesn’t mean that you aren’t amazing. I just have to go with my heart, and I do feel confident in the decisions that I made.”

He picked up the first rose. Took a deep breath. “Josie.”

Josie walked over to him. “Josie, will you accept this rose?” Archie asked.

“How else are we supposed to jam together?” she asked playfully as she accepted his rose, and went back to her spot.

He picked up the second rose. “Ethel.”

Ethel’s eyes widened in disbelief. “I’m shocked. Everyone else is so beautiful.”

“And so are you,” Archie said. “Ethel, will you accept this rose?”

“Of course.”

Archie picked up the third rose. “Melody.”

Melody walked over to him. “Melody, will you accept this rose?”

“I have to, you’re my valentine.”

Archie grinned as he picked up the fourth rose. “Veronica.”

Veronica walked over to him. “Veronica, will you accept this rose?”

“I’d be happy to, Archiekins.”

Archie chuckled, and picked up the fifth rose. “Cheryl.”

She walked over to him. “Cheryl, will you accept this rose?”

“It’s my greatest pleasure to accept this rose.”

Archie laughed as he picked up the sixth rose. “Betty.”

Betty walked over to him. “Betty, will you accept this rose?”

“Absolutely, Arch.”

He blushed. Then took a deep breath. Last rose of the night.

Katherine, Midge, and Ginger were intently watching him pick up the rose.

Archie shut his eyes for a moment. Then he opened them.

“Midge.”

Midge walked over to him. “Midge, will you accept this rose?”

“Thought you’d never ask.”

Chris Harrison entered the room. “Ladies, if you did not get a rose, I’m sorry. Take a moment. Say your goodbyes.”

Ginger walked over to Archie, and gave him a hug. “Good luck with everything.”

He smiled. “Thank you.”

Katherine walked over to Archie. “I’m sorry you don’t see how much a wifey I am. Your loss,” she said, rolling her eyes and exiting the mansion.

Archie laughed. He looked at the remaining women. He raised a glass. “Cheers to a wonderful journey to find true love. I can honestly say, my wife is in this room.”

“Cheers!” the women said in uinison.

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#jeronica #barchie #ronniesqueenAU #I just realized how long this was and I'M SORRY I SWEAR THE SECOND EPISODE WON'T BE THIS LONG #varchie #archosie

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thejenfreilich · 5 years ago

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Throwing this one all the way back to the beginning of the epic quarantine event of my lifetime, March 18, 2020. . This is the day after Han pulled off a total awesome. I wanted to hit another store in hopes of finding an organic three or four cheese pasta sauce. (Still hunting. Trade someone for a garlic pasta sauce?) . Rey is with me. I’m heading one way with my cart, and coming the other direction is a woman with a kiddo having a complete meltdown in her cart. Rey sees this and is all about this kid. Laser focus and concern. As we start to move closer, I eye the woman and gesture to Rey and then her son. She nods, “yes!” . We get there, Rey sits pretty with her paws 🐾 on the 🛒 looking at this kid with her Disney Princess eyes. In an instant the whole world changes for everyone. Rey and this kiddo lock eyes and all crying stops and a smile appears. Rey and this little boy share a kiss and he’s stroking her face. . There is a line behind me, a line behind them. Everyone is content to let the world go by for a few moments and watch the magic happen. This little boy is recovered, all is right in the world. This mom no longer has meltdown to deal with. Lines of people witness the magic of a dog that knows her role and knows who needs healing. People witness a legit service dog doing her job. All is well in my world. . . Super 🦸🏻‍♀️Trainer Tip: Two days in a row my dogs share their magic. My SD’s demonstrate not only the magic animals wield, but they step out of their role in taking care of me and sense where their healing is needed. SD handlers, trainers, we do our very best with our dogs, and we hope that our dogs mature and develop this to its highest power, but until it happens, you just never know. I am beyond proud of Han and Rey. They showed me what I needed to see in them as well. My heart is full. . . . #attheendofyourleash.com #dogtraining #Riverside #InlandEmpire #SoCal #California #Superdog #Superhero #HanSolo #Rey #idratherbewithmydog #domorewithyourdog #blackbeautybreed #dogtrainer #showdog #servicedog #SD #DisneyDogs #VolhardDogNutrituon #RawFed #NutritionConsultant #ProtectthePets #myhero #belikelu #LymeWarrior 🏹 (at At the end of your leash) https://www.instagram.com/p/B_bhZGyJ5RO/?igshid=nmkcvlga7fs2

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jeffreyrwelch · 7 years ago

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Dug Up at Dogster: Premiere of the Movie ‘Show Dogs’

O.K. I have to say that I do love comedian and actor Will Arnett (he’s from Arrested Development and he plays Batman in the Lego movie) and the charming singer, writer and actor Alan Cumming (Instinct, The Good Wife). They are just two of the many stars in director Raja Gosnell’s action and adventure comedy Show Dogs in theaters on May 18. And, the movie stars a bunch of dogs, which is always a plus when you’re a dog lover.

The story pairs Max, a good-looking Rottweiler and police dog, with a human partner — funny man Will Arnett. Much to his dismay, Max is ordered to go undercover as a prestigious show dog in Las Vegas to solve a case of animal smuggling. Anyone who has ever watched a dog show knows it’s not all just primping and preening, so we can imagine the rude awakening Max is in for.

Want to know more? Dogster got a chance to ask director Raja Gosnell about the movie.

Q&A About Show Dogs With Raja Gosnell

A scene from Show Dogs.

Dogster: What is the central theme of the movie? Raja Gosnell: A macho, loner police dog, Max (voiced by Ludacris) is forced to partner with a human FBI agent Frank (Will Arnett). They go undercover at the prestigious Canini Invitational Dog Show in Las Vegas to rescue a kidnapped baby panda and bust the nefarious animal smuggling ring that kidnapped her. In the process, Max shakes up the stuffy social order of the dog show world, and Max and Frank learn to work together and respect each other.

The theme of the movie revolves around learning to trust others who are different from you. Show Dogs is a nostalgic, throwback talking-dog/buddy-cop/fish-out-of-water mash-up.

Tell us a little about the dogs and animal trainers of the movie? Show Dogs stars a Rottweiler (Que), a Papillon (Razor), a Pug (Roxy), an Australian Shepherd (Elsa), a Komondor (Dar), a Xoloitzcuintli — Mexican Hairless (Mango), a Yorkie (Macho), a Basset Hound (Uzi), a Whippet (Romey), and a whole host of real-life show dogs and their owners. The lead trainer is Mike Alexander, who did Beverly Hills Chihuahua with me. The rest of the fantastic trainer team came primarily from the UK and Europe.

Any funny stories about the dog actors on set? We shot the film in Wales in the winter and the dogs loved the cold, so we tended to keep the sets in the 50- to 60-degree Fahrenheit zone. While the human performers were shivering and the crew was in parkas, the dogs had the time of their lives. Even at that temperature Que, our star Rottweiler, drooled constantly. It was like a spigot! Mike had to wipe him down after every take.

The funniest thing I remember is our very proper Papillon trying to stay in character while watching strands of drool pour from the Rottweiler’s mouth.

Elsa, the Australian Shepherd, loved people and would jump up into their arms knowing they would catch her. Sometimes you could be mid-conversation, gesturing about something and suddenly find an Australian Shepherd in your arms licking your face!

Are there any other animal actors in the movie, and what can you tell us about them and their roles? While there are other animal characters in the film, they are all CGI created. A baby panda named Ling Li, a tiger named Deepak, and three wannabe cop pigeons.

A scene from Show Dogs.

What would you hope viewers take away from this film? Time for some throwback fun! And lots of behind-the-scenes dog show vignettes, told primarily from the dog’s point of view. These characters are proud competitors, and take their world and their place in it quite seriously. Honestly, I hope the audience enjoys seeing gorgeous, real-life dogs doing what they love. While us humans had fun making this film, I’m convinced no one had more fun than these brilliant canines.

How does the film reflect the real world with dogs today? And are there any serious dog issues that it addresses? Not in any on-the-nose way. Our characters have pretty universal concerns. Where they fit in the world (or pack), getting along with others, being good at what they do. I think those are emotions shared by humans and show dogs alike.

Catch the movie in theaters starting May 18 and find out more at #ShowDogsMovie on Facebook, Instagram and Twitter and on the movie’s official website, showdogs-movie.com. Also, check out the trailers on YouTube.

Live Action Cast: Will Arnett, Natasha Lyonne Voice Cast: Chris “Ludacris” Bridges, Jordin Sparks, Gabriel “Fluffy” Iglesias, Shaquille O’Neal, Alan Cumming and Stanley Tucci Directed by: Raja Gosnell Written by: Max Botkin Rated: PG