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So, the local theater is doing a production of Fiddler on the Roof! And now TV commercials have been on TV for it. And every time I see it, I am overcome with this brief moment of /)_(\ SOME PEOPLE THINK IT'S FUNNY. Some people are also horrible and mean to me. :'(
The beginning of this tale was a good coughcoughcough years ago, when I was about six years old. My father had just finished watching our VHS copy of the Fiddler on the Roof, and he asked me if I would rewind it and put the tape away for him! SO I DID. And as I turned off the VCR--we had one of those really old-fashioned ones, where it returned to whatever channel it was on previously when you turned the VCR off. I don't know WHAT CHANNEL IT WAS, or even what movie--I suspect it was the first Alien or some sort of horror movie, where the lighting was dark and smokey and there were horrible chittering noises and people generally being terrified. Hmm.
SOMEHOW, IN MY TINY SIX YEAR OLD MIND, I CONFLATED THE TWO. So for years, I was absolutely terrified of the production and everything that had to do with it. I thought that the Fiddler stood on roofs and was a man-eating alien who shot people with his fiddle and then devoured their souls. :( Mom would suggest watching it and I'd be like AHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO ;A; and I would go hide in my room with the door closed. Even as I got older and developed a taste for horror hmmmmmm, I just. Could never bring myself to even look it up because I was so convinced that the Fiddler was going to somehow kill me as I slept or something, Idk.
(I should also mention that I grew up in Austin, so it is entirely possible that I simply combined Aliens and the University Tower Shootings with the Fiddler on the Roof in some bizarre and absolutely horrible crossover that should never happen for real outside of my brain EVER.)
I didn't actually know it was a musical till my senior year of high school, when Dad asked me to make him a mix CD and one of the songs he had me download was from Fiddler on the Roof. ("Sunrise, Sunset," which is THE SONG my parents play in the car EVERY YEAR when they pick me up from the airport for my annual visit.) And I didn't know what the story was about until a few years after that, and then it was like "... whoa ..."
That is how Terra learned NOT to be terrified of Fiddler on the Roof.
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vulchu and katmaxwell may stop laughing at me right now, those horrible people. :(
PPS The n key of my laptop is trying to die horribly. Don't ask how many times I've had to go back and correct typos in this post; IF I MAKE A MISSING-N COMMENT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME.
The beginning of this tale was a good coughcoughcough years ago, when I was about six years old. My father had just finished watching our VHS copy of the Fiddler on the Roof, and he asked me if I would rewind it and put the tape away for him! SO I DID. And as I turned off the VCR--we had one of those really old-fashioned ones, where it returned to whatever channel it was on previously when you turned the VCR off. I don't know WHAT CHANNEL IT WAS, or even what movie--I suspect it was the first Alien or some sort of horror movie, where the lighting was dark and smokey and there were horrible chittering noises and people generally being terrified. Hmm.
SOMEHOW, IN MY TINY SIX YEAR OLD MIND, I CONFLATED THE TWO. So for years, I was absolutely terrified of the production and everything that had to do with it. I thought that the Fiddler stood on roofs and was a man-eating alien who shot people with his fiddle and then devoured their souls. :( Mom would suggest watching it and I'd be like AHHHHH NOOOOOOOOOOOOO ;A; and I would go hide in my room with the door closed. Even as I got older and developed a taste for horror hmmmmmm, I just. Could never bring myself to even look it up because I was so convinced that the Fiddler was going to somehow kill me as I slept or something, Idk.
(I should also mention that I grew up in Austin, so it is entirely possible that I simply combined Aliens and the University Tower Shootings with the Fiddler on the Roof in some bizarre and absolutely horrible crossover that should never happen for real outside of my brain EVER.)
I didn't actually know it was a musical till my senior year of high school, when Dad asked me to make him a mix CD and one of the songs he had me download was from Fiddler on the Roof. ("Sunrise, Sunset," which is THE SONG my parents play in the car EVERY YEAR when they pick me up from the airport for my annual visit.) And I didn't know what the story was about until a few years after that, and then it was like "... whoa ..."
That is how Terra learned NOT to be terrified of Fiddler on the Roof.
PS still not going to see it, so
vulchu and katmaxwell may stop laughing at me right now, those horrible people. :(PPS The n key of my laptop is trying to die horribly. Don't ask how many times I've had to go back and correct typos in this post; IF I MAKE A MISSING-N COMMENT, PLEASE FORGIVE ME.
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LOLLING FOREVER BRB
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MAYBE HE WAS
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OMG, ARE YOU ME.
Except it was my cousin, older sister, and little sister who tormented me with an E.T. plush and the rest of my family laughed and mocked me. SOB. I JUST REMEMBERED THE CORNFIELD SCENE SOB.
I'm... still terrified of him in the HE IS HORRIBLE DISGUSTING AND GROTESQUE way. Sob. My little sister even tried to help me break the fear by watching it and making me laugh. But no. I still have nightmares 8(
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Also the Ghostbusters movie (the second one?) where the pink goo comes out of the tub faucet and tries to eat the baby.
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