Behind the Music: Annihilation

Introduction…

The TV camera focuses on a man, appearing to be around thirty something years of age. He's wearing a black T-Shirt that has a red logo that looks like a fireball, with a word in all white capital letters that read: ANNIHILATION. The rest of his attire would be brown khaki pants with black Reebok sneakers. His hair is short, cropped, and is a mahogany color, with a matching mustache. His eyes are a warm grey color.

"Hi, I'm Vandal Schmitz and I'll be your new host for this evening. The other staff didn't feel this band would be of any significance, but it is! It brings a new era of rock music. The era of…um… Y'know, myself and some others tied up the original staff because somebody hired me to do this and I felt like I could-"

A sultry female voice is heard from behind the camera. "Shut up and just make something up… Or else I won't give you this." Vandal Schmitz's eyes are gazing past the camera at something, bedazzled. The female voice gets impatient. "Well! We don't have all night, so just get on with it!"

"Oh… Oh yes." Mr. Schmitz clears his throat. The camera zooms in on his face, and then the visuals start to get blurry. "Uh, oops, too close," said a young male voice, assuming the one that's operating the camera and zoomed out a bit. "IMAGE ON SCREEN NOT CLEAR. ZOOM OUT," called a far off mechanical voice. "This is stupid," mumbles another far off male voice. The supposed "TV host" clears his throat again, looking a bit aggravated over this small camera goof up.

"Well, tonight's feature is about one of the newest and greatest rock and roll bands of our time. Annihilation. A group of five young animal folks that can stand upright and two of them can sure sing." Schmitz chuckles. "I know, for I'm a big fan of them myself." He grins a little bit bigger, and after a moment he continues to talk to the camera. "It all started about one year back, when a team of three were recuperating from a fight with the famous worldwide evildoer, Dr. Eggman…" Schmitz stops talking, and smiles. Nothing else happens at the moment. Various voices are going off in the background, during the awkwardness. This includes the sultry female voice, the apathetic and aggravated male voice and the mechanical voice.

"ERROR, ERROR. CANNOT FIGURE HOW TO FADE OUT TO THE NEXT PART."

"Oh, you people are hopeless! …Not you Mr. Vandal Schmitz. You're doing just fine."

"Sigh… This is a waste of time. If we want to promote ourselves, let's do something else."

"SCANNING CONTROLS… ONE MOMENT PLEASE…"

"Sigh!"

"…Y'know, I don't think we'll get anything done here."

"Mick, we have to be patient."

"FADE TO FIRST RECORDING FOR DOCUMENTARY."

"Hmph, about time…"

"Finally!"