The Personal Journey of Lennon Miller.
a radio drama/musical by Joshua Byrd
The Supersonic Train - INT. TRAIN - DAY
Heavy breathing. LENNON As time sweeps on into the endless night And dreams become our true identity The sights we see are figured in the light Of mute discourse and blind reality So while we look to them through tainted lens Consuming with delight what they provide We find this is the way our journey ends And take the memories we've found inside But soon will come a time when all is lost And rearranged in light of new Divine To set ourselves for once at any cost A journey to the stars that will not shine And what we once mistook as saving grace Will rise and fall through endless time's embrace The low rhythmic patter of the train is heard from inside a small carriage with the periodic whistle of a steam engine blowing at irregular intervals. A small radio is playing electronically synthesised, classical music through the small speakers above the door of the private room. LENNON MILLER, a young musician is asleep, his loud heavy breathing whispers just barely into a light snore. Muffled chatter from the bar next door manages to creep through the plaster walls along with the unmistakable clunk of carriages creaking along with the movements of the train. MR. WHITAKER, a man of many years and experiences is sitting slouched against the wall on the couch opposite and is awake. He has a dilapidated old steel string guitar and begins slowing strumming a series of discordant notes. After a while these strums become more melodic, then they begin to fit in with the background music. The music takes on a steady rock beat and Mr. Whitaker begins to sing. MR. WHITAKER – Hazel Road It was so long ago When time flew so very slow When my dreams came to me It came so easily But now I’m on my way Passing by another day In my mind I’m not alone 1
I’m making my way back home I’m on my own It’s my way home It’s time to go To Hazel Road I see you sleeping there And you don’t have a care The train is oh so slow It’s taking you back home I’m on my own It’s my way home It’s time to go To Hazel Road A fly buzzes around Miller's head visiting first one ear then the other. He soon awakens. MR. WHITAKER Welcome back my young friend, I've been expecting you. The name’s Jonathan, but you can call me Mr. Whitaker You've been away on your own again haven’t you? And now has come the time when you must rejoin the crowd. Who are you and where are you going, may I ask at this untimely hour? LENNON … MR. WHITAKER Lennon Miller did you say? No, I’ve never heard of you, sorry. But, your story sounds rather interesting. And I wish your journey well. But it does sound like you’ll be needing, A friend to help you out. If indeed you are the singer you protest Then I will join you and surely make your show a success. The sound of a food cart from outside the door is heard and interrupts the two. The door opens with a creak and LUCY a bright and bubbly young girl in uniform enters. LUCY (overly friendly) Hello gentlemen! My name’s Lucy and I’ll be serving refreshments on the train today.
She giggles light-heartedly, turns around and bends over to start the record player on her food cart from which comes a burst of music. She turns and begins to sing. What What Need Tell
LUCY – The Consumer’s Song can I get for you two, tell me can I do for you, if you me I’ll be there for you, so just me what I need to do.
Tell me what I need to say, and then Maybe I’ll be on my way, if there’s Nothing I can do today, then I’m Happy to be going away. Some day, I’ll be up in the And no one will ask me why, One day, I’ll have diamonds And they are going to shine
sky oh why and in my eyes and shine.
So, what can I get for you two, tell me What can I do for you, if you Need me I’ll be there for you, so just Tell me what I need to do. I’ll tell you what I need to say, and then Maybe you’ll be on your way, if there’s Nothing we can do today, then we’re Happy to go on our way. Some day, we’ll be up in the sky And no one will ask us why, oh why and One day, we’ll have diamonds in our eyes And we’re all going to shine, shine, shine. The song fades and all that is heard is the sound of eating and drinking. LUCY Enjoy! Lucy exits, closing the door behind her. The trolley is heard being pushed away up the hall. The music stops playing from the small radio speakers above the door and after a small radio advertisement, the voice of female radio DJ JAMIE GODHEART is heard. JAMIE (V/O)
This weekend, don’t miss the special one night only performance of the legendary singer, Lennon Miller and his groovy, swingin’ band, as they play all your favourite songs just around the corner at Hazel Road. So pack your things and go, go, go. A squeal comes from the steam whistle and the low groaning sound of metal on metal is heard as the train grinds to a stop. At the station stands a crowd of eager fans. Their screams and shouts increase as their idol approaches. Mr. Whitaker has to raise his voice over the crowd. MR. WHITAKER So, you’re going to put on a show at Hazel Road. Tell me, have you ever been to Hazel Road before? LENNON … MR. WHITAKER Oh no, I thought not. And what a surprise it will be. You will wonder and marvel at everything you’ll see. I myself have often times been to visit the road. I even once was blessed with calling it my home, But I would not dare to go down Hazel Road alone. Would you terribly mind at all if I came along? LENNON … MR. WHITAKER Oh thank you Mr. Miller! This is going to be great, wonderful, fantastic, spectacular, enthralling, All those heading to Hazel Road, please welcome the one and only Lennon Miller! Forceful, grand show music plays as Lennon is introduced, then settles into a nice beat and melody. LENNON – The Supersonic Train What can I say to say to you, I’ll answer all your dreams? I’ll sing you a song if you want me too, And won’t say what it means. I’ll take you if you want to join me, I’ll take you if you want me to. The supersonic train’s leavin’ slowly And there’s room enough for you.
How do I know I know that you, Will be there night and day. Gather the things inside your room And pack them all away. I’ll take you if you want to join me, I’ll take you if you want me to. My supersonic train’s leavin’ slowly And there’s room enough for you. Where do I go to go away, (Is it love that you’re trying to find?) Maybe I’ll see you another day, (Are you leaving your friends behind?) No, I’ll take you if you want to join me, I’ll take you if you want me to. The supersonic train’s leavin’ slowly And there’s plenty of room for you. I’ll take you if you want to join me, I’ll take you if you want me to. I’ll take you if you don’t ignore me, I’ll take you where you want me to. A few short whistles from the train follow a warm cheer from the crowd outside the window and a yell from the platform CONTROLLER. CONTROLLER All Aboard! A flurry of people enter the train all attempting at once to be first to meet with Lennon Miller in his carriage. There is much tumultuous talking, yelling and screaming all directed at the gracious Mr. Miller. The train begins to move again and the commotion slowly fades. 2.
The Platform – INT. TRAIN STATION – DAY
The hustle and bustle of people coming and going is heard on the busy train platform. The rising roar of an approaching train comes and fades as it speeds away. There are people from all places around the world, chatting simultaneously all pursuing different subjects. LENNON and MR. WHITAKER sit on a wooden bench watching the travellers pass by and attend to their lives.
MR. WHITAKER Oh my, it is good to be back, good to be back. The hustle and bustle of the weary streets, Everything here is special, everything exists as one. Everyone’s lives fit together in the grand master plan. Look around Mr. Miller and you can see everything. Welcome to Hazel Road Station, where dreams and reverie await. Strange, dreamlike music begins. Mr. Whitaker sings. MR. WHITAKER – The Many Tales of the Few The sunlight shines through wisps of clouds And falls on pretty faces Familiar sounds of friends abound Arising from many places See the man with the book of angst And watch him wandering His life is so unclear He wonders why he’s here They whisper in his ear He stands alone till he wanders home He wants to run but he’s having fun He tries to breath and they still won’t leave He has to make them see Let me tell you bout the tales of the many and the few We’ll find out why when it happens to the ones you knew A perfect day is one where everyone is blue Where everyone you see is watching over you The colours swirl as they shine on by And mix into a dream A sudden sigh as the train arrives And whistles as it leaves See the girl with the pretty cloths And watch her being proud Her life is so unclear She wonders why she’s here They whisper in her ear She stands alone till she wanders home She wants to run but she’s having fun She tries to breath and they still won’t leave She has to make them see Let me tell you bout the tales of the many and the few We’ll find out why when it happens to the ones you knew A perfect day is one where everyone is blue Where everyone you see is watching over you
The distant hills show their snow filled peaks And melt away their cares The lucid sound as the planet speaks Of things they cannot share See the ones with their heads up high And watch them all laughing Their lives seem so unclear They wonder if they’re here They whisper in your ear They stand as one ‘till we’re on the run They want to know if we’re having fun They try to be but they still can’t see We just can’t make them see Let me tell you bout the tales of the many and the few We’ll find out why when it happens to the ones you knew A perfect day is one where everyone is blue Where everyone you see is watching over you With music continuing to play, Mr. Whitaker is heard walking away from where the two were sitting. His voice gently rolls off into the distance. MR. WHITAKER I have to go now You are on your own now Follow only yourself Goodbye, Good… Luck