Metra Ep 5 - The Very Big Day

Mythmakers media presents a climate with size audio podcast Starring Jeanette by Adele as a glove for those.

AJ Davis is Corey, Corinna Schulenberg and Sam.

And Fred Inkly as Tyler. Featuring Aliah Munch. Sierra Ryan Christina Abando Sanchez as a wonderful tree nymph chorus. Yeah.

Change the mess. Change the world.

Welcome back, humans. We tree nymphs are thrilled to present to you the middle episode, Hump Day, deep in the groove.

Episode five of the scripted serial audio podcast of Metra.

A climate revolution with songs.

The process was changed and improved. The plan was changed and improved.

But now, music, music, music, baby. Much more music!

Starting right now. Picture yourself in an old abandoned bank building that was converted into a ramshackle music store.

That for one night has been converted into a secret meeting home for a revolution. Where 100 treniums and 200 mythmakers have gathered.

Good evening, mythmakers of Albany! Albany! Are you ready? Let's go! Because tonight is the night before the big boy and Sam are going to be out in just a minute. But to start us off tonight, let us introduce to you a mythological creature who needs no introduction.

Bringing a human all the world how we finally came to be Revolutionary! Revolutionary Kind of God, for it go for it, go! Get it out of hot, we'll burn it out of control. Yeah, we went far to the slaughter. Now they tell us not to be here. Let them save the day. Why not? We gotta get them out of the way. Get them out of the way. And who are we talking about? We're talking about you! Welcome, Miss Makers! Welcome, Miss Makers! Mid Makers, such a sight to see! Mid makers in the ha!

The loved ones, gone. The famine, the thirst, the chaos, the security forces, and their guns. And the bubble people with all their food and water and comfort while the outside burns.

But we can't be here for revenge. Okay. Let's have a little talk. No need to ask. I'm here to remind you the pain in your past. It doesn't define you. We learn to be strong. We learn to be brave. We've got to. There's a world to save. We're gonna change the situation. Strike a blow that's gonna lead to transformation. How do I know? Cause the answer's right before me. And the power and the glory of you and your story. Gonna reach across the distance. Gonna break down the resistance. Come so far.

I'm sorry. Thank you. Thank you. You all should get going. Might not be safe to stay around here.

We'll be fair.

With the children. You should get going and be careful.

Thank you.

Thank you for your kindness. I'm sorry, it's not more. If you ever come back, maybe things will be different around here. Better.

Monkeys.

Good luck!

Okay. Here we go. Tom, you ready? Wall battery powered up, computer online, guitar in tune, ambison pedals turned on, and the combination of this ridiculous sombrero pulled down low over my eyes, and this ridiculous fake beard is scratching the shit out of my face. Well it all successfully renders me unrecognizable and absol fucking lutely uncomfortable. Thank you very much, Corey.

Yeah. Sam, but the refugees. And how long have they been?

I think they were from Texas, so a long time ago.

You gave them your own rations, didn't you?

They were children.

Yeah, I should have planted more quinoa, sweet potatoes, everything else in the garden burned up. What the fuck else have I messed up? Overlooked just for god.

Don't two vehicles approaching. Alright. I am anticipating an especially rewarding day for all. Especially you, Cory.

What do you mean? Alright, here they come. Tom, the Autoglide Minds want to give you the signal.

Now that sounds like it worked.

It did. Security is out. Weapons drawn. Secondary nymph team luring soldiers away. Oh, let's give it a second. Okay. Tom, release the elite! Bubble elite feeling ahead. He's getting out of the vehicle. He's looking around. He doesn't see a security team. He's throwing his hands in the air.

Something must be bothering him.

He's definitely a little bothered right now. He sees the bar. He's looking around again. He looks back at the Oh, here he comes. Actors Taplaces. I'll get behind the bar.

I'll set up my favorite person. And like that.

Wow, it's hot. Come in and close the door.

Right. Wow. That glare hard to see. Bar's over here. Thanks.

Right over here. Here's a bar stools. Sit here.

Hi. Hi. I had a thing, an accident. Or a thing. Yeah. Wow. Lucky not to be killed. And then the autoglide hatch pops open and then bam. And then you came in here. My autoglide. Oh, four tires. Blown. And then the hatch on the autoglide opens.

Wow. Autoglides are supposed to stay closed so that the bubble people are protected until the security forces arrive, right?

Yeah. I'm sure the security soldiers will be here at any minute. You're lucky you broke down just a few steps from my bar. Yeah.

Bubble folks have a hard time with the heat.

Well, we're we're all in this together. That's what they say on the news. So welcome.

Drink Yeah. Water. Some cold water. A little low on that. Water rationing, you know. Oh, yeah.

Welcome to the outside.

Well. It's a bar. What you got?

Try the honey to me. Like out of ancient Greece. Ancient Greece. It's a classic.

Yeah. Okay. Thanks.

Sam gives me the honey. It's hard to come by these days.

My lips are sealed. You do what you do to survive.

It'll be a great story at your next cocktail party. I drink mead with outside.

They'll all be like an adventure.

I'm Tyler. Nice to meet you, Cory.

I know you. You're Tyler Gant. Tyler Gant. Right. Tyler Gantz. Huge leader with the ideas to save us.

Okay. You got me.

Tyler Gans.

Tyler Gans. If you're worried about me being stranded here temporarily, I will personally vouch for you and your hospitality when the security soldiers get here. And I'm sure they will be at any moment.

I've seen on the news how Tyler Gans is paying for all this amazing climate research.

Well, we're gonna turn this thing around. Believe you me.

Mr. Tyler Gans, here in your bar.

Yeah. Imagine that. Tyler, please. I'm just another human being. A person. Just like you.

Oh my god. I'm a billionaire too. Corey, I can pay my tab.

Okay. Financially, we are not the same.

I just mean you went out here off to have an illicit affair.

No. No. If you only knew how much I love my wife and kids.

Family man. Nice. I'm Samantha. Friendly billionaires can call me Sam. Yeah now. Back in the day, I watched your talk. Yes. And well, you saw that coming. You saw it an innovative, iconoclastic change leader, entrepreneur like you. You had the vision. You saw what was coming. Yeah, here we are anyway.

That happened so much faster than we thought. Tell me about your work. So you said you were going to turn things around. Well, not me personally, of course. I'm no scientist. But I have put together a brilliant team of researchers, and I believe that investment will soon pay out.

Listen, since you're here, I've got to ask you what's going on behind the doors of your lab. Well, I don't know there's stuff you can't reveal. You can spare a tiny secret for your new friends, right? Come on, impress me. Blow my mind.

Wheat. Drought. Uh extreme weather events, crop collapse. But what if we could grow what we need indoors? Hydroponics is not new. No. But wheat, the staff of life, a much higher nutritional profile than lettuce or bok choy or whatever. Wheat has been impossible to vertical farm cost efficiently. But what if a certain somebody's lab came up with a way? And not just to vertical farm wheat, but other high nutrition, high protein seed strains. Wow, fascinating. Now remember, secrets among friends.

Like they say on the news. A cascade effect.

It all happened so fast. Faster than we could have guessed.

Or admitted. And if the powers that beaten still use fossil fuels, we wouldn't get our limited power.

And the bubbles couldn't fuel their 24-7 air-purified, cooled, humidified, superbly hydrated existence.

Or their security system.

That is not something I something I think is right. I'm just you know, thank you so much for your hospitality, but I should probably wait outside in case of the security.

Who the fuck is she? What why is her face painted green? My face is not painted.

Can't handle your mead.

What the fuck is going on? Why why can't I get out of this chair? What's happening? Evil King! What are you going to do? What are you? Who are you?

I am a name. Straight out of ancient Greece, which is convenient because she's straight out of ancient Greece. And so is the little story we're about to tell you.

A little story that maybe you haven't heard before.

An ancient Greek myth. It was written down by the Roman poet Ovid over 2,000 years ago. But the story is much older. Now, this is not one of the better-known myths, but it's a very important one for all of us gathered here today. And if you take a moment to glance at your programs, please take note that at today's performance, the role of Metra will be played by Corey.

Which honestly couldn't be more fitting. Every single life.

Bada bing bada boom. And now, without any further ado, the myth of King Erisicthon and his daughter Metra from Ovid's metamorphoses. Here it comes. Get ready. Huh. Yeah, as written by Ovid in 8 AD, what he transcribed is what survived. Through the mist of history, King Arasikon is evil mesties. All the damage that was done out of selfishness and greed. Yeah, Ovid wrote down a whole bunch of lines about the selfish king and his horrible crimes. But when it comes to nut trap, we know much less.

Ovid didn't think I was important, I guess. Fucking Ovid.

Fucking Ovid. Yeah. But there's somebody else who played a key role. Somebody totally left out. Who did Ovid leave in that narrative? Who do we know nothing about? My mother.

Of whom I know nothing, not a goddamn thing. Ovid deemed her non-essential. My father kept her confidential. I need to know who she was.

We all need to know because the revolution is conceived by Metra's mother. And uh tell us all about it. Our lovely swingstress, yes, direct from the Greek islands. Let's give a big quarry's place. Welcome to that sultry siren, our fairy tale femme fatale, and thank you.

Is a little number I wrote from the point of view of a woman I knew of from many years ago. A human being I felt sorry for. And it's a song about the man who did her wrong. So, with all due respect and deference, Ivy, this is a little song I like to call Metra's Mother. Goes like this. He cursed me the day you were born for not giving him a son.

My body has broken and torn. No more thong this earth for anything, or any one body. At least I made it you, my beautiful daughter.

That even he fell in love with me clearing. I could share his eyes.

My body gave up. He beat me, he was lame and designed. At least he loves it, my beautiful daughter.

And I cried as he took you away from me, and I died in a moment of clay. Then no one knows me or my story, just like those who came before me. No one never had a voice.

I am a stick thorn, King of Thessaly! Mighty throne, I said, dumb, don't you mess with me. I take what I want and I get what I need. I am a rustic thorn and I like a weed.

Consecrated, dedicated to Ceres, the goddess of abundance and fertility. So everyone was like King, let the forest be.

Hmm. Let me think about it. Huh. Now, two, three, four. Yo! Had you going there, didn't I? Ho ho! Made you think I cared, didn't I? Well, I don't! I don't care because I am Eric Fun King of Thessaly. Mighty thrown I sit down. Don't you mess with me on land I own, I do as I please! Fuck the gods! Those are my fucking trees.

From the acts of blows, the blood flows.

The people all cry, cause everybody knows residing inside those holy trees, the holy handmaidens of the goddess Ceres Ali A man steps forward before the next swing and begs for the king Don't do this thing, but my father cuts off that poor man's head Anybody else wanna wind up dead?

I didn't think so.

Ovid then says I do absolutely nothing. Does Ovid mean I should have done something? What the fuck, man? I'm just a girl with a rotten fucking father in a rotten, cruel world.

A nymph dies. A man dies. A forest shudders.

It's high time the people realize I am the only God that matters.

Metra. A climate revolution with songs by the heartfits.

Starring Jeanette Bayardell, Sheree J. Davis, Corinna Schulenberg, and Fred Ingley. Featuring Alia Munch, Christina Albando's Sanchez, and Sierra Ryan. Yeah. Episode 5 features the compelling vocal performances of Corey Allen is Texas man, Stephanie Willing is Texas woman, and Tom Mulby is Tom Moby. Now a shout out to our Stellar Ensemble. Jonathan Craig, Gowie McCullough, William Peaton, Ned Hartford, Kristen Vaughan, Walker Schneckenberger, and Luke Wingarden.