Disclaimer: I do not own Gorillaz or anything related, Jamie Hewlett and Damon Albarn do.
Sorry I took so long! Friggin' writer's block. BTW, if you're wondering which member of De La Soul I based Soul on, it's Posdnuos. Anyway, here's the chapter.
"Here we are," said Murdoc as they pulled up in the Geep, "the Karaoke Krow."
The Karaoke Krow wasn't too shabby. It wasn't fancy, either. It was an ordinary, rectangular building with a huge sign on top saying "KARAOKE KROW", and next to it was a huge model of a crow's head, holding a cigarette in its beak.
As the band walked in, no one seemed to notice, much to their surprise. Normally, someone would point at the group and yell something like, "It's them!" or, "There they are!" Not this time. The bandmates had mixed feelings about this. They were happy they weren't being chased, yet they were worried that they lost their charisma. Did they?
Well, they took a seat, and after sitting through two awful singers, and one very good one, the DJ looked at a paper and announced, "OK, up next, it's Gence 'the Gorilla' Nakye, singin'..." The DJ looked at the paper again, to see if he saw the name of the song right. "...Clint Eastwood ... Extended Mix?"
"You'll now what it is soon enough," said a voice. It came from the stage.
Everyone looked at the source of the voice. It was Gence the Gorilla.
"Now, before I begin," Gence announced into the mic, "I'd like to draw your attention to some special guests. Please welcome ... Gorillaz!"
He pointed at the Gorillaz, who were surprised by what was going on. Everyone cheered when they noticed the band.
"Alright," said the 16-year-old, "Soul, Bootie, come on out!"
As he said this, Russel slumped over and a blue mist appeared. After a few seconds, a pair of blue, ethereal forms floated out of Russel. Funkyphantoms.
One was Soul, named after De La Soul. The other was Bootie, named after Bootie Brown.
"Hey, man," Soul asked, "How'd ya know we were--"
But the phantom didn't get to finish his question, as Gence's custom record (titled, "Clint Eastwood (Extended Mix)") was placed on one of the turntables. The music started. It sounded like the backtrack for the live version of Clint Eastwood with De La Soul and Bootie Brown. And Gence was singing to the music.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
By now, the funkyphantoms had gotten the message. No one was singing on the record, so Gence was filling in for 2D's parts. Now it was Soul's turn to fill in for his namesake, De La Soul. He took out his own mic as Gence finished up the lyrics.
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
'Now!' Soul thought.
Drums'll fall heavy like anvil weight
Higher than the sky, scapegoat cheese
Order, order please
Run, Joe, run, there are criminals behind you
Sidewinders and snakes, your moves define you
Remind you, how I wish my brother Del was here
For some odd reason, Gence grinned at this line.
Catalog originals, the expert's clear
Sheer legs of lamb, your whole style's ham
We are tons and tons and you are just a gram
The hand of irrelevence banned from the benefits
Cancelin' your Visa, pushin' 'til you be like a-these-ah
Ease-ah, thirty below freez-ah
Caesar got stabbed 'cause he was a bio
Gia
Piano keys-ah, select to touch the ivory
I see it in black and white, it's the easy ideology
We sigh, sweat, and tear, save the blood for Valentine's
Tell me how ya feelin' at the end of the rhyme!
It was Gence's turn again.
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
Soon, Bootie knew, it was gonna be his turn to rap. So he pulled out his mic.
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
As Gence finished the chorus, Bootie rapped:
They say I have no means, no purpose, so why do I exist?
I purchased me some way to tell, protect my risk
I hit that rope, I flushed those pills
All those opposin' me so they can get the deals
I catch 'em in a pickle tryna steal home plate
When I got the homefield advantage, I don't think they can manage
Stop this shine, cross this line
You will find it didn't have to go there
Leadin' up to nowhere
Faster than a bullet train, I got me a Lois Lane
I'm feelin' like I'm Superman, here again, the Yucatan
I yell it from the studio, loud and clear
Howl in here, explosion, damage corrosion
It's what remains secondary, I'm in this emissary
'Til the end of the love letter, we'll go get 'er
Can't has no place in my vocabulary
Why you even doubt it? It wasn't necessary
Now Gence was up to bat again, but this time, the music sounded a bit different. It was the original version of the song. This is why Gence dubbed it the "Extended Mix".
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
Now, Gence was smiling, and a familiar, ghostly face faded into view above Gence's head! It was Del! This shocked everyone in the bar!
It's comin' on
It's comin' on (Right!)
It's comin' on (Yeah!)
It's comin' on (Ha ha!)
And to show everyone they weren't seeing things, Del started rapping, his voice being picked up by a boom-mic no one had noticed until now.
Finally, someone let me outta my cage
Now, time for me is nothin' 'cause I'm countin' no age
Naw, I couldn't be there
Naw, ya shouldn't be scared
I'm good at repairs
And I'm under each snare
Intangible
Bet ya didn't think so, I command ya to
Panoramic view
Look, I'll make it all manageable
Pick an' choose
Sit an' lose
All you different crews
Chicks an' dudes, who you think is really kickin' tunes?
Picture you gettin' down to a b' tune
Like you lit the fuse
You think it's fictional? Mystical? Maybe.
Spiritual hero who appears in you to clear your view
When you're too crazy
Lifeless; To know the definition for what life is
Priceless to you because I put you on the hype s
Ya like it? Gunsmokin'
Rightous with one token, psychic among those
Possess you with one go
Gence's final recitation of the chorus:
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
The future is comin' on
I ain't happy, I'm feelin' glad
I got sunshine in a bag
I'm useless, but not for long
My future is comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
My future is comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
My future is comin' on
It's comin' on
It's comin' on
My future
And that was the end of the song. Everyone stood in amazement for a few seconds, then suddenly cheered!
All but Gorillaz. They were all still shocked about Del's reappearance, especially Russel. He saw the Grim Reaper take Del away! What was he doing here? And how did he know about Soul and Bootie? As Gence walked down from the stage, something told him he was gonna find out.
Sorry, that ending was a little cheesy. But then again, I'll let you guys decide. R&R, please!