Saturday: Claudia Black

Pictures were taken during Claudia's warm-up, not while she was singing Click here for the lyrics to the song that Claudia sang for us. 

Thanks to Eva for sending us the title of the song!

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The first thing you notice about Claudia is how much this tall, willowy creature smiles. How “un-Aeryn” like! 

She wonders out loud what to talk about and I forgive my own stupid nerves when it was time for me to speak on stage for the panel. Here is a pro and she’s just as nervous, only Claudia has solved the mystery of making it work for her. She looks relaxed and in control, but you’re certain that beneath that striking exterior she is full of jitters and clueless about the next fifteen seconds.   

It gladdens my heart to see her fidget; I come from a long, proud line of fidgeters. Claudia has a habit of constantly raking back her hair from her face. Her legs and feet add punctuation to the nervous twitter as she jokingly teases us about a “project” on the horizon for her. (Would that happen to be Farscape’s comeback… hmmm?) 

You’re very aware of her voice. It makes the little hairs stand up on the back of your neck. The Aussie accent is just icing on the cake. I want that voice! If I had that voice I’d never have to ask a second time for help with the groceries. 

She tells us about her summer of visiting vineyards along the sunny CA coast and auditions with casting agents devoid of pulses as well as senses of humor. 

Claudia twangs in a nasally mimic of said agent. “Oh, she’s adorable.” 

Adorable!? I’m indignant on her behalf. Adorable is for baby ducks! Adorable is like calling the Mona Lisa a “neat painting.”   

She makes sly comments about her age. It’s a charm and a curse when it comes to casting calls. You’ve got to be kidding me! Who looks at this fascinating exotic creature and begrudges her a few years? A Nebari mind-cleanse would set that wayward agent straight.   

After taking usual litany of questions from the audience, Claudia offers a humorous self-depreciating soliloquy of the life of a gangly girl who wanted to grow up to be an actress and see the world. Singing was an early love, but one she elected to forfeit nearly a decade ago. Ultimately she issues a promise, that when she is ready to sing in public once more, we’ll be the first to know… to hear, rather.   

Before we know it, her time is up. Claudia introduces Ben Browder. Ben is sporting very un-Crichton like shaggy hair, long sideburns and carrying a guitar case. A guitar case? What’s this?

It seems Claudia has a surprise for us. Well, she did say we would be the first to know when she decides to sing in public again. Little did we know it would be within the hour! 

Claudia takes her time unpacking the guitar as Ben looks on in feigned impatience. Ben sneaks off the stage and steals a seat in the front row to wait with the audience. Unhurried and seemingly ignorant of the rising anticipation, Claudia hooks up the tuner and tunes each string followed by a brief bout of microphone adjusting. 

Finally, at last, in a long ambling introduction done in that same self-effacing humor, Claudia strings along a tale about the girl who only learned three chords the day prior. After extracting a promise from the audience that we would not snap her picture (shame on those of you who did!), she launches into a song. No fooling around. Really singing. 

Forgive me, but I do not know the lyrics or the song’s title, but I am fairly certain the words to it would have sent every widdle shipper’s heart a-twitter. But carrying the angst-ridden soulful lyrics, was Claudia. Our Aeryn Sun is singing! It is a surreal sight and we love every second of it. 

How or why would she give this up? I do not chance a guess, but I for one, would ask her not to stop. I think I speak for a great many others out there. We applaud because we know that this day we’ve been given a gift. The cast of Farscape has always been one to acknowledge our efforts and to bestow their thanks for our support, but what we received from Claudia Black was a genuine gift. 

Thank you, Claudia.

By AmyJ

 

Throw Your Arms Around Me

Lyrics by Paul McDermott

I will come for you at night time
And I will raise you from your sleep
I will kiss you in four places
As I go running up your street
And I will squeeze the life out of you
And you will make me laugh and make me cry
And we may never forget it
You will make me call your name
And I'll shout it to the blue summer sky
And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and lets get started
And you may throw your arms around me
Yeah you may throw your around me
Well I came for you at night time
And I watched you in your sleep
Lord I met you in high places
I kissed your head and kissed your feet
Now if you disappear out of view
You know that I will never say goodbye
And though I try and forget it
You will make me call your name and I'll shout it to the blue summer sky
And we may never meet again
So shed your skin and lets get started
And you may throw your arms around me
Well I came for you at night time
And I watched you in your sleep
Lord I kissed you in four places
I kissed your head and kissed your feet
Throw your arms around me
Yeah you may throw your arms around me


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