We don’t yet know the details of Tom Felton’s new contract with record label Six String Productions, but, really, does it matter? Draco Malfoy is singing, here. And for the record, everything about that is righteous.
Felton is already an accomplished musician, having released bunches of folky-pop love songs on YouTube that are -- again, for the record -- adorable (so adorable we've embedded one after the break). There are scant few details about what kind of album Felton will release, other than the fact that he’s releasing it. But if Felton’s earlier recordings are any indication, we’re probably looking at an acoustic-guitar-centric, singer-songwriter groove.
Which is fine, really. It is. But if Felton doesn’t throw in at least one campy cover of a Beatles tune or a protest ballad, he’s missing a key opportunity.
Hollywood boasts a long history of actors from other massive franchises who have segued into music careers, but who have gone in a very different direction. We speak, of course, of camp.
By way of example: Brent Spiner’s "Ol’ Yellow Eyes Is Back," William Shatner’s cover of "Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds" and Leonard Nimoy’s rendition of "The Ballad of Bilbo Baggins." Now, those guys all came out of "Star Trek," of course, and that’s sci-fi, not fantasy, but still, it’s genre, and it’s a fanboy favorite, and it’s close enough for our purposes.
All of the above efforts may not be the most serious examples of professional music-making, but we heart them. Heart them almost as much as we heart the idea of Draco Malfoy singing.
If Draco Malfoy wants to record only happy romantic guitar ballads about how he got his favorite girl to leave her cellphone at home -- and he has -- that’s awesome. But if he were to, say, fold in a campy song or two about space, or dragons, or unicorns, or -- as Shatner chose to do -- "Mr. Tambourine Man," that too would not go unthanked.
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