Insta!rec: DDX, With Feeling
Jun. 1st, 2007 10:58 amPosting started today at the bad!fic fest comm
betteronvicodin, and the first story up is already brilliant:
DDX, With Feeling by
dominus_trinus
Go check this out right now. It's an episode set to the songs of BtVS's "Once More, With Feeling" (which I know has been done once before, but this is really, really good), with great lyrics and meter and one-liners and characterization and in-jokes and everything. The fellows have a theory! Wilson and House do the Xander/Anya marriage song-and-dance! Wilson worries about his enabling! House has a duet with his pain! Nobody cares aboutDawn minions running lab tests all night! Truly, a must-read if you like House, BtVS, RSL or musicals. You don't have to know the melodies to appreciate the fic, though it would certainly enrich your appreciation of what the author did here.
If you're somehow still not convinced, here is an excerpt from "I'll Never Tell":
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Go check this out right now. It's an episode set to the songs of BtVS's "Once More, With Feeling" (which I know has been done once before, but this is really, really good), with great lyrics and meter and one-liners and characterization and in-jokes and everything. The fellows have a theory! Wilson and House do the Xander/Anya marriage song-and-dance! Wilson worries about his enabling! House has a duet with his pain! Nobody cares about
If you're somehow still not convinced, here is an excerpt from "I'll Never Tell":
WILSON (gestures to indicate HOUSE):Go!
This is the guy that I do not ask why
I still hang around,
Even when he grins with glee as he runs me
Into the ground.
All these years, they just show
His vitriol won’t make me go.
There are just things that—no.
I’ll never tell.
HOUSE (mirrors WILSON’S gesture):
He is my friend to the end, will attend
To my every need. He’ll pay my bail when in jail
Will not fail my hungers to feed.
He’s loyal, he’s a wit,
We’re both screwed up but still we fit.
It’s just that he’s a bit—
Well. I’ll never tell.
BOTH:
But the things I could tell!