Wrock On - Brae

I think Kat already got around to talking about when we first discovered Wrock, who we've met, and so on and so forth…soooo I am going to describe what Wrock means to me. First and foremost! Wrock, Wizard Rock, Harry Potter Alternative, whatever you want to call it, is just as it sounds, but it is many more things. My first thought on the subject is that of Wrock being a badge. Our fandom started making music for our love of the books and movies, gave a voice to all the feelings we felt, and the times we laughed and cried, and all the experiences we've had along the way. Its one of those singular things that divides us crazy, insane, devoted, worshipping, insane…I said that…, anyways, our sort from the people who've "Read the books and liked them…".

There are fewer things that can be called so unique to us, the voices of our movement moving us. Not only that, but its also a thing we show no remorse for continuing, through people thinking we are crazy (we kinda are though), through other people taking the same idea and twisting it for their fandom (as if there is competition…yeah right!), through JK not supporting every thing we come up with even though she appreciates us greatly (we still love you!). Its a poetic representation of our courage, and heart and all that mushy Gryffindor crap that none of us feel like putting into words, but don't mind singing about from time to time.

Now, onto my faves…in the pictures above, you will see that I am in only a single picture, with a one Miss Lena Gabrielle, also known as the talented, dramatic, creative "The Butterbeer Experience". From that, and Kat will attest to this, you will find it very easy to figure out my preference for Wrock, as I am willing to take pictures with very few people in everyday life, much less at public events (ignoring all those foreigners and random people who asked us to take pics with them and their kids when we were dressed in full Slytherin Regalia in middle of summer in the park like the crazies we are). She chooses such great ideas to inspire her work, she works in such great lyrics, such great artistry, I love her music, and she will probably be bringing me to tears more than once when I listen to her as Leaky '11 comes around. Aside from her, I enjoy the stylings of the Moaning Myrtles ( I have a signed frisbee!), the poignant words of Swish and of course Flick, as well as the soundtracks of the Starkid rendition of our favorite story. We are refusing to listen to "End of an Era" until the crying should start unhindered and with good reason a.k.a. when the con has started and is ending.

After all is said and done, we will still have the lyrics, the tunes, the melodies and harmonies, our last life line to the fandom when our eyes can't read another word, and the days of HP cons are long past memories, fading into obscurity but no less meaningful to our lives. As long as we can still sing, dance, or just listen quietly, Harry and all of his adventures will still be as fresh as the first time we swallowed that polyjuice potion and turned into "Cats!" the musical live, tried taking a bath in the second floor girl's bathroom but only managed to unwillingly reenact the more awkward scenes from that movie with Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore, and Whoopi, or spied the marauders (minus wormtail) having that hot steamy threesome (Oh wait that didn't happen!…or did it?)