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Teen pop star Amy May is notorious for her short-lived and tempestuous relationships - but every bad romance and every tearful breakup gets turned by her songwriting skills, and the recording skills of her agent/producer Chuck Farrity, into yet another multi-platinum hit record.
But then she meets
an unassuming studio musician named Benny, and finds a kindred spirit, maybe even her soulmate. Suddenly, she's actually happy - and she can't write a thing. Chuck's dilemma - should he poison the relationship and get Amy back on the charts? Or should he just cut his losses and leave?
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Christopher Moore's bluesman in "The Lust Lizard of Melancholy Cove" and his CD released after finding love, "What Am I Going To Do Now That I'm Happy ?" blues. |
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Chuck has to try and poison the relationship, his dillema
should be killing Benny and replacing him with a lookalike
he found living on the streets, or killing both of them and
framing the lookalike. |
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More believable if she were an old, male, country singer. But country music makes me want to respond in ways that would come into conflict with my status as a citizen of a signatory country to the Geneva Accords. |
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Nice plot. It writes itself. Chuck tries devious ways to poison the relationship, which only grows stronger as a result. But at each step, unassuming Benny's skills flower as he gets happier and happier. The three realize that just as Amy's writing is best when she is sad, Benny's is best when he is happy. He writes for her, she sings and more platinum is issued. |
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With the title track of the new album written by Amy herself, powered by how pissed off at Chuck she was when she found out what he had been up to. |
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Chuck! Take a month off. Come back with fresh eyes and decide then. |
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You can always introduce her to automated tellers and computers and the realities of the music business. |
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Something is bound to blow up and depress her giddy mood. Or a ghostwriter. |
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