Committee of Cool: PUPPETBOX

This week, we've got a really special treat for you, Sparklers: FREE MONEY. That's right: we're giving out hundred dollar bills. Excited? Then GROW UP. The real treat is that we're reviewing a video by PUPPETBOX, an up-and-coming band featuring Emily Winter's writing partners John Payne and Mark Annotto, who wears a hooded cape and sort of looks like a Death Eater (not all the time, just in this particular instance). There are also robots involved, and some nerdy guys playing dice on a rock formation. You are going to LOVE it, and that's a guarantee.

Artist: PUPPETBOX
Mark Annotto: Drums/ Cape Guy
Chris Tempas: Keyboards/Robot Man
John Payne: Lead vocal and guitar/ Knight Boy
Katie: Rad new addition to the band (not featured in this vid)

Song: Everything

Music Selection: Emily Winter

TRANSCRIPT OF LIVE CHAT:

Chelsea: HELLLLLLOOOO??

Emma: I don't have the link :-/

Chelsea: ONE SEC http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2CuHEFhY5nQ You watch that and I’m going to eat my lunch even though its only 10:59 AM.

Emily: Ohhhh hi, I didn’t know it was happening!

Chelsea: Ohhhh haayyyyyy, we didn't start yet, loser. I am eating baby carrots and Emma is watching the video. Also I don’t have any headphones, so I will only be critiquing the visual and stylistic elements.

Emily: Can’t you just go ask Phil for some headphones?

Chelsea: DONT NEED EM.

Emily: Doesn't Phil have the big kind that block out sound?

Chelsea: DONT CARE.

Emily: You are really angry up this. Up this! About this.

Emma: I’m actually gchatting with Jared about a dog who got a medal for heroism.

Chelsea: What did he do that was heroic?

Emma: He found hidden bombs.

Emily: Where?

Chelsea: Isn’t that his job? Why did he get a medal?

Emily: In his shoes?

Emma: In Afghanistan. There will be a medal ceremony. Which seems unnecessary. Just give him an extra big dinner and call it a day, no?

Emily: Ha. Yes.

Emma: This cat won it too: http://news.bbc.co.uk/cbbcnews/hi/newsid_8530000/newsid_8534000/8534025.stm Totes bad-a.

Emily: Did you guys get the email about the failover test? What does that even mean? We’re delayed?

Chelsea: Know what else is delayed? THE VOICING OF OUR REACTIONS TO THIS WONDERFUL MUSIC VIDEO.

Emily: You can’t even hear it. Seriously, can someone just go borrow those big chunky headphones that don’t go in your ear?

Chelsea: EMILY STOP BEING SO SASSY WITH ME.

Emily: I am actually rolling my eyes.

Chelsea: I know, I could hear you doing it.

Emma: Who has them? One sec.

Emily: I don’t know, Emma, borrowing those will take initiative and human interaction, which we clearly are not ready for.

*Note: After a few seconds, Emma brings headphones over to Chelsea, and Emily’s phone rings. This is riveting stuff, folks.

Emily: A phone call!

Chelsea: THESE HEADPHONES BLOCK OUT ALL OTHER NOISE. IT IS FANTASTIC.

Emily: This is the best day of my life. I am not answering it.

Emma: Now we'll never know who called!

Chelsea: I am stealing these headphones. They are quality. Emily, give us the back story on your writing partner and why he has a band and if his friends live here, especially the robot.

Emma: And which one he is.

Emily: They all live here, and I used to write with the singer and the drummer, but not the robot. The robot lives by you, ish.

Emma: The singer is the one with the arms? The blond?

Chelsea: NOOOOOO WAYYYY. Can I walk to his house and leave him anonymous love letters?

Emily: Yep and yep!

Chelsea: SCORE.

Emma: I like the robot arms.

Chelsea: I like them so much! He just flails them around and falls over all the time. It’s great.

Emily: Even though they told me it was about Dungeons & Dragons, I couldn’t understand what that meant because of the robot arms.

Emma: It made D&D seem exciting.

Emily: There is no robot in D&D though, right?

Chelsea: There should be this exact robot in everything, ever. He is CHOICE.

Emily: I have never played.

Emma: Me neither.

Emily: Do kids play it still?

Emma: I dunno.

Emma has left.

Chelsea: EMMA, YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND MAKE ME A SANDWICH.

Emily: We played Magik when I was in middle school.

Chelsea: We played pogs. And SPUD. I mostly played by myself, which was tricky.

Emily: Can you get Emma back in here?

Chelsea: Should I throw a banana at her again? That was sort of funny last time.

Emily: Throw some cornflakes.

Chelsea: No, I need those.

Emily: Plus that would be messy and would get on me. Throw a ceramic mug at her. I have a giant one.

Chelsea: I saved an email where you said you were going to punch each of my cornflakes in the face, individually. I am going to use that line in my memoirs.

Emily: What was I upset about that day?

Chelsea: That your boyfriend had a burrito party at work and no one even likes you.

Emily: Yeah! Every time this band shoots a video they never ask me to be in it, and then I was in something and I realized why: because I look Mr. Potato Head.

Chelsea: YOU WERE IN A MUSIC VIDEO? Is it online?

Emily: No, just a commentary for something we wrote.

Chelsea: You are like the Ernest Hemingway of our generation. But less prolific. And dumber.

Emily: Yeah! Hemingway was in music videos?

Chelsea: All the time.

Emma has joined.

Chelsea: YOU’RE BACK. New chat?

Emma: New chat.

Emily: New chat.

Chelsea: TRIPLE THREATTTT. Okay, no one say anything about Mr. Potato Head this time.

Emily: I ate a Mr. Potato Head for dinner last night.

Chelsea: HAHAHAHAAAHAH

Emily: Actually I had a Crif dog.

Chelsea: What is a Crif dog?

Emily: Nommmmmms

Chelsea: Is that some joke that was popular in the early 90s?

Emily: It’s a crazy hot dog. Even the veggie ones are delicious. They have lots of different stuff on ‘em, like cream cheese!

Emma: YES. I love cream cheese on everything, including sushi.

Chelsea: People put that stuff on CORN. The world is falling apart.

Emily: Corn weirds me out. Looks like teeth, sweet, dirty teeth.

Chelsea: That’s true and gross.

Emma: But it's so delicious.

Chelsea: Know what else is delicious? ROBOT PERSON IN THE BAND.

Emma: Is he "your type"?

Emily: what type is that? Silver? Boxy? Flailing?

Chelsea: I like how he falls over and makes dirt angels. And how he dies at the end, because that means he’s a cheap date.

Emma: OH REALLY? I didn't get that!

Emily: I can’t wait till the band gets arrested for shooting in Central Park. Then we'll really have something to write about.

Chelsea: For a second I thought you were talking about gang violence, but you’re talking about filming stuff. LAME. NEXT.

Emily: Can you tell the sparklers that I am the fairy princess? Even though they just saw 5682 pictures of me.

Chelsea: Sure, but I am going to Photoshop a Mr. Potato Head onto her face.

Emma: She annoyed me.

Emily: I don’t think you can be a flailing tied-up girl and not be annoying. So much flailing, I realize now.

Chelsea: She was DUMB. How did she get caught if she has wings? IDIOT.

Emma: YEAH!

Emily: They got lasered, obviously.

Emma: Speaking of wings, I’m already stressed out about Halloween. I don’t know what to be.

Emily: Chelsea, you should be a mermaid.

Chelsea: Dumb. Only if I get to wear pants.

Emily: You hate pants.

Chelsea: Not when they’re used IRONICALLY. (Did you like that one, Emma?)

Emma: Give an example.

Emily: If they're on fire?

Emma: I didn't like it at all.

Chelsea: I wear pants when it is hot outside. THAT IS IRONIC. Right?

Emily: It's a smooth move.

Chelsea: Right. Because only a moron would do that.

Emma: Nope, not ironic.

Chelsea: That’s why no one in the video was wearing pants, except the trash-bag villain. It was a statement.

Emily: About irony?

Chelsea: YES. EXACTLY.

Emma: If you had to be a knight, a robot, or a guy wearing a cape...

Chelsea: ROBOT, for sure.

Emily: I will be cape. Because you can hide stuff under there. Emma can be the knight.

Emma: If you're wearing a cape, you can eat a lot and not feel upset.

Chelsea: I feel upset because I just ate all my chocolate wafers.

Emily: :( Sometimes, it just wouldn’t be right to make a joke. Woah, that sniffer dog actually looks like it knows that it won.

Chelsea: We’ve come full circle, gentlemen.

Emma: Ok!

Emily: Worrrrd.

Emma has left.

Emily has left.

Chelsea: And…SCENE.

We're off to go Facebook-stalk the guys in the band. Catch you after our recon-mission, Sparklers!

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