January 15th, 2007

Rocket Man!

More than you ever wanted to know about RED SHIFT

or "You don't know the half of it! You should see my LiveJournal!"

Standing in front of a large, appreciative crowd of science-fiction fans, performing live radio drama with a terrific group of friends and enjoying a tremendous reception... all in all, a lovely way to spend a Sunday afternoon.

I think it's safe to say RED SHIFT: INTERPLANETARY DO-GOODER went over well at Arisia 2007.
We were applauded, lauded, and I was even threatened with bodily harm after the show1.
Overall it was quite a success, and encouraging enough to fully commit to producing a podcast series.
(Just not... right... now... so tired... so very, very tired...)

For those who weren't behind certain creative LJ filters, RED SHIFT was the live radio drama project I had been working feverishly on since the beginning of December. I admit I was loath to give away so many details, publically or otherwise, in my neurotic fear that the more my works-in-progress are observed, the greater the chances are that the project won't come to fruition. It's some kind of crazy quantum neurosis and it's wholly irrational, but if it helps encourage me to complete a project, so be it. I have way too many unfinished projects as it is, and the incredible feeling of completion and accomplishment I felt on Sunday when we took our bows was profoundly moving. I'd actually seen something through, from original concept to development to execution. Even when facing creative obstacles and other such boondoggles, I didn't "put it on the back burner" in favor of something newer and shinier to play with. I've squandered too many opportunities in the past to feel that sting of failure once again (sup argentla, and sorry.)

Enough with the personal development. RED SHIFT: INTERPLANETARY DO-GOODER is the name of the series I've been developing for the Post-Meridian Radio Players, the great radio drama group Neil Marsh formed in the fall of 2005. The show is a broad parody-slash-homage (a "parodage", if you will, and you probably won't) of the pulp science-fiction serials of the 30s and 40s, with a dash of 50s television to taste. It features the adventures of Red Shift, a freelance "do-gooder" charged by the Intergalactic House of Truth, Freedom and Peace to patrol the Milky Way Galaxy, seeking out (and here's where I steal my own writing) "wrongs to right, evil plots to foil, and injustices to unjustify." Accompanying him on his journeys is his friend Harrison "Lumpy" Bradbury, the best darn mechanic in seven star systems.

On their first serialized adventure, The Terror of Terra-Khan, Red and Lumpy crash-land on Earth (currently in the year one thousand, nine hundred and thirty nine) and unwittingly pick up two Earthling stowaways: the irascible Doctor Alberts, head scientist at the nebulously-named "Research Institute" and plucky Penny Parker, Girl Reporter, the best investigative reporter the Kane Daily Press has ever had. Unfortunately, as contact with Earth is strictly forbidden by the Galactic Council (and taking Earthlings into space is even forbiddener) Red and Lumpy realize they need to hide their newfound friends while devising a plan to return them home. And that's where Terra-Khan, the Official Convention for Earth aficionados, obsessives, and assorted sympathizers, comes into play. Where else to hide Earthlings at an event where everybody dresses up as one? Well, why not? We were performing at a con...

Along the way our heroes encounter the currently-exiled Queen of Venus, a by-the-book officer of the Galactic Patrol who dislikes freelance Do-Gooders almost as much as she dislikes Earthlings, an overstressed Khan organizer with a clear-cut exit strategy in the face of mounting crises, and the evil Lord Draith, the most monomaniacal malcontent this side of Mars. All this and continuous ad pitches for extra-sugary cereal.

The first two chapters of our serial focus on the planning and other such minutiae; the good stuff happens in the third chapter cause that's all about the performance.

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1. The exact quote in question was "So, are you the one I have to threaten with bodily harm if this is not made into a regular series?"