NOTE OF THE AUTHOR: Everyone knows about the writter's block of inspiration, well since a while, I've the opposite of that: I needed to express my feelings that I had in mind...
Recently, I wrote a Cardcaptor episode about a subject that touches my subconcience in my sleep (I keep dreaming the same plot over and over to the point that I expect of dreaming it before going to sleep), but it wasn't enough.
To explain why I wrote this poem... I'm a big "Ozzy & Drix" fan, but with the TV channels that I have, I CAN'T get the show! So, I turned to the alternative: watching reruns of my favorite 80's show. It brings back alot of memories (anecdote: at x-mas last year, my cousin Lucie told me that when I was young, every time that I watch the IG show, I haved made nightmares about Madcat... I don't know if that is true). One clear mermory in paticular about the show, in my opinion, is the most underestimated and misundertood: IG's trench coat.
This item of clothing as a mystery around it: why did Jean Chalopin, or one of his friends, had the idea of putting this as one of IG's most used gadgets? Besides that, the inflatable trench was a sort of running gag trough out the series (it was used more than once in some episodes!), and can be a source of slapstick comedy (like the time when IG was in Japan: that scene remined me of when Austin Powers fights againts Fatbastard in a sumotori house in the Goldmember movie), but in the end, it still saved his life lots of times (special note: for those who didn't saw the first IG movie, there is a scene were he uses his trench againts Robogadget, but the weird thing in that scene was instead of the usual "Go, go gadget coat" we all heard in the show, we hear the misleading phrase "Go, go gadget airbags", what's up with that?)
Another thing that is strange is once I found a part of the yahoo site (yes, a part!) that was dedicated to the sexual fetishism of inflatable clothes! That make you wonder alot of questions for a man that falls in love all of a sudden for a drop dead goregous woman.
Until now, I've seen the Spongebob Squarepants episode of when Spongebob flew in inflatable pants and of the movie the Master of disguise when Pistachio wore that "special" business suit, but for me, no one has duplicated the legendary charm that the trench has... So this is why I wrote a poem to my fav gadget.
As usual, I must warn to the readers that I don't own the rights of copyrights of the Inspector Gadget show... Jean Chalopin, former-boss of the DIC company, is the only master of american chindoku (japanese word: the japanese art of creating useless things, gadgets in other words)
***
What is my fetish?
It is my fantasy
This is my ecstacy
But it's not selfish
Adrenalin rushing in me
My heart beats faster
It is better to let it be
I enter a new dimension
The feeling's stronger
Things beyond imagination
It's liberating
Being free as the wind
Great thing in the world
I can't stand waiting
---
I get ready
In position
For all action
I get steady
Just a pull of this rip-cord
From this trench I wear
It's something I can afford
Do you hear this hissing sound?
It's filling with air
For I love to be spellbound
The process is begining
But, there is no phase of standby
It goes in a blink of an eye
Though it seems neverending
---
I expand
Glorify this inflation
It's my body's extension
I distand
I'm a balloonist because I balloon
That you can tell
Oh, I can do anything like a toon
As you see, I bloat and widen
I love to swell
It's a power which is hiden
This power to inflate
Is precious
Delicious
It's something intimate
---
I start floating
Going to the sky
Which is so high
I am rising
Flying
Escape, I so love
Soaring
I am so lucky
This suit's like a glove
It fits only me
I'm like a bird
But more of a blow fish
It's become a true wish
And that's the word
***
If you like this poem, here's a bonus haiku I wrote also...
"A clear windy day.
She inflates her suit. Rising.
Light as a bubble."
Recently, I wrote a Cardcaptor episode about a subject that touches my subconcience in my sleep (I keep dreaming the same plot over and over to the point that I expect of dreaming it before going to sleep), but it wasn't enough.
To explain why I wrote this poem... I'm a big "Ozzy & Drix" fan, but with the TV channels that I have, I CAN'T get the show! So, I turned to the alternative: watching reruns of my favorite 80's show. It brings back alot of memories (anecdote: at x-mas last year, my cousin Lucie told me that when I was young, every time that I watch the IG show, I haved made nightmares about Madcat... I don't know if that is true). One clear mermory in paticular about the show, in my opinion, is the most underestimated and misundertood: IG's trench coat.
This item of clothing as a mystery around it: why did Jean Chalopin, or one of his friends, had the idea of putting this as one of IG's most used gadgets? Besides that, the inflatable trench was a sort of running gag trough out the series (it was used more than once in some episodes!), and can be a source of slapstick comedy (like the time when IG was in Japan: that scene remined me of when Austin Powers fights againts Fatbastard in a sumotori house in the Goldmember movie), but in the end, it still saved his life lots of times (special note: for those who didn't saw the first IG movie, there is a scene were he uses his trench againts Robogadget, but the weird thing in that scene was instead of the usual "Go, go gadget coat" we all heard in the show, we hear the misleading phrase "Go, go gadget airbags", what's up with that?)
Another thing that is strange is once I found a part of the yahoo site (yes, a part!) that was dedicated to the sexual fetishism of inflatable clothes! That make you wonder alot of questions for a man that falls in love all of a sudden for a drop dead goregous woman.
Until now, I've seen the Spongebob Squarepants episode of when Spongebob flew in inflatable pants and of the movie the Master of disguise when Pistachio wore that "special" business suit, but for me, no one has duplicated the legendary charm that the trench has... So this is why I wrote a poem to my fav gadget.
As usual, I must warn to the readers that I don't own the rights of copyrights of the Inspector Gadget show... Jean Chalopin, former-boss of the DIC company, is the only master of american chindoku (japanese word: the japanese art of creating useless things, gadgets in other words)
***
What is my fetish?
It is my fantasy
This is my ecstacy
But it's not selfish
Adrenalin rushing in me
My heart beats faster
It is better to let it be
I enter a new dimension
The feeling's stronger
Things beyond imagination
It's liberating
Being free as the wind
Great thing in the world
I can't stand waiting
---
I get ready
In position
For all action
I get steady
Just a pull of this rip-cord
From this trench I wear
It's something I can afford
Do you hear this hissing sound?
It's filling with air
For I love to be spellbound
The process is begining
But, there is no phase of standby
It goes in a blink of an eye
Though it seems neverending
---
I expand
Glorify this inflation
It's my body's extension
I distand
I'm a balloonist because I balloon
That you can tell
Oh, I can do anything like a toon
As you see, I bloat and widen
I love to swell
It's a power which is hiden
This power to inflate
Is precious
Delicious
It's something intimate
---
I start floating
Going to the sky
Which is so high
I am rising
Flying
Escape, I so love
Soaring
I am so lucky
This suit's like a glove
It fits only me
I'm like a bird
But more of a blow fish
It's become a true wish
And that's the word
***
If you like this poem, here's a bonus haiku I wrote also...
"A clear windy day.
She inflates her suit. Rising.
Light as a bubble."
