One Week Ago....and we have a Satanic ritual going on...except one of the followers isn't into it so much. "A feather from one of Lucifer's wings" - heh. Well, speak of the devil....hee! Luci's not looking so good. Oh! The feather worked! Ooops! Dead dudes....but Luci's intrigued that Vince is "kinda famous".
Hee! Dean playing a game on his cell phone....looks like Words With Friends. :P Meanwhile Sam's been doing research and looking for cases. Oh...Dean's playing the game with mom. Awwww. And she's beating him. Hee! Cas calls and he's still hanging out with Crowley. Vince is on the news because he's reuniting his band, LadyHeart. He's in LA....so it's off to LaLa Land for everyone.
Ok, I'm not sure who this dude is that Crowley meets up with but they clearly know one another and he says Vince's comeback news is legit.
The boys are driving in the car at night and Dean's complaining about all the rotten stuff in LA....except the yoga pants and Sam's not even listening. Turns out he's listening to a podcast. Dean says, okay, he'll listen in, but Sam says it's about history - something about Protestant reformation, etc. Yeah, I'm as suspicious as Dean, who unplugs the ear buds and we hear Vince Vincente. Hee!
Dean: Oh, Sam. Hair rock? Really? Come on?
Sam: It's not hair-it's not hair rock. It's hard rock. It's legitimate hard rock. Don't judge a book by it's cover.
Dean: Yeah. Or a dude by his rainbow wig and leopard prints.
I love how Sam says listening to the music is for research and refuses to turn it off when Dean tells him to. Heehee!
Luci's figured out that humans are more interested in having someone high up to adore, it's not about his music at all.
The boys arrive and Sam's sampling the cucumber water, much to Dean's disgust. Cas! Dean, in complain mode, gets after him for wearing his trenchcoat in LA and Cas fires back that at least he doesn't look like a lumberjack. LOL! Poor Cas....he's sick of Crowley - who shows up with news about Vince and the key to his hotel room 'cause apparently Crowley knows everyone in LA.
Hee! Dean picks up a guitar right away in the room while the rest of them notice Vince has been researching other rock gods and partying with pizza and women. Oh, and there's a human tooth....pulled out by it's roots.
Vince is hanging out with his groupie and chatting about old times, how they met. He asks what she would do for him and she says anything. Would she bleed? Sure enough, she takes the knife he offers and cuts into her own chest.
The boys plus 2 are at the hospital where the groupie is recovering after carving Vince Vincente's name into her chest. Ouch. The brothers go to talk to her while Cas watches Crowley. She's sure Vince had a reason for asking her to do this...and then she acts all desperate to get to his show. Scary.
Vince wants fresh blood for his show tonight and Crowley explains to the boys that it's not about the music, it's about devotion. "Having people look at you like you're everything, knowing that once they buy in you can make them do anything. It's intoxicating." They're outgunned, with or without Rowena, who says she'll show once they trap Lucifer. But they have to figure out where the concert is going to be at first.
Crowley meets with his guy again (Russel), but he doesn't want to talk and Cas meets up with Tommy.
OMG...the boys dressed in black leather and trying to sell themselves as a band to Vince's PR gal (or whatever she is). Dean plays drums and guitar..."I pretty much do it all!" And Sam's on keys. Hee! She's not impressed and the boys have to fess up and admit they're after Vince, who they say isn't himself. Crowley threatens Russel....seems to work. Cas fails with Tommy and so do the boys with the PR gal.
Dean's finally drinking the cucumber water. Hee! And him telling Sam to shut up when he tries to complain about it. :P Well they've all come up with a big fat zero on the concert's location. Geez....so distracted by Jensen in that black leather jacket! *drools*
Vince and his "Team" are at the concert location....Tommy's not happy about them not having any new music to play and Russel threatens Vince...bad idea. He forces Russel to stab himself in the neck right in front of the PR gal and Tommy. Outside the limo, Vince greets his adoring fans, but he notices his vessel is failing again.
Ah! Tommy texts Cas with the concert's location!
Cas is determined to take on Lucifer himself to buy the boys some time to save the people inside. Vince snaps the necks of his fellow band members and is about to do the same to Tommy when Cas stops him...Crowley in tow. The boys make it inside with the crowd. Whoah....Crowley throws Luci into the wall. He wonders why Lucifer wants the kids. "You think they'd draw blood for you? By choice?" Luci says if they won't give it up by choice he'll just take it because he can and it's fun. Time for Crowley to go flying.
Lucifer: "And because being Lucifer....so much Judeo Christian baggage. But Vince, he's famous. Everybody loves him. And I need love! I had a really jacked childhood."
Oh, damn. Bye, bye Tommy. :(
And Luci just starts beating up on Cas and Crowley...with a guitar no less.
The boys try spreading word that there's a fire in the place, but it backfires drawing the bouncer instead....until Sam pulls the fire alarm. But Luci cancels it and the fans are swarming the stage. Luci takes the stage to greet his adoring fans....
Haha! Dean fires his gun off and scares the crowd....they begin to run out, but Luci traps Sam! Oh, no!!!! Cas attacks (and we get another "Hey, assbutt!"), allowing Dean to slap the Enochian handcuffs on Luci. Love how Sam rushes right over to Dean's side once he's thrown off the stage. Well the cuffs didn't work.
So Lucifer's upset that God cut and ran out his life (all their lives) once again. He got the help he needed and ran off.
Lucifer: "Don't you get it? This is all meaningless! Heaven, Hell...this world. If it ever meant anything that moment is passed. Nothing down here but a bunch of hopeless distraction addicts. So filled with emptiness, so desperate to fill up the void. they don't mind being served another stale rerun of a rerun of a rerun. You know what my plan is? I don't have one. I'm just going to keep smashing Daddy's already broken toys, and making you watch."
Vince's vessel is really failing now. Lucifer vacates the body, leaving Vince dead and melting on the stage.
Yikes. Crowley's face is a mess. :( Dean says they saved the crowd so he's taking that as a win, but Sam's not. Vince Vincente is dead and Lucifer took him away from a lot of people. "Lucifer was bad enough when he had a plan, a motive. Now he's just having fun. I mean how many people died tonight? Them? This? It's all on us. We let him out. We're not winning, we're just losing slow." Cas points out that Lucifer is going to go bigger now.
Dean tries to reassure Sam that they'll get Lucifer because that's what they do, but Sam looks down the street at all the police cars and ambulances and doesn't look convinced at all.
Really didn't know that much about this episode going in, which is rare for me. I'm glad the boys were finally involved in the hunt for Lucifer. It's about time.
Sad to see the end of Rick Springfield's roll on the show. He did a really great job as Lucifer.
Still loving the team of Crowley and Castiel. Poor Cas though, having to be around Crowley all the time. :P
Did I mention the boys in black leather jackets? *swoons* Can we stick with this look, show? Please???
I'm glad they finally addressed why Lucifer is acting this way. So it's the same old story, really. Daddy abandoned him again so he's lashing out at his creations - humans. As Lucifer he's feared and hated, but as a rock god he's adored and all he really wants is love and attention that Dad isn't giving him.
So where is Luci now? He's got to find another vessel quickly I would think. You've gotta wonder why he didn't try to convince Sam to take him in again. He probably figured it would be a fruitless venture.
It was a good episode and my only quibble would be that I couldn't figure out what Russel was. Was he a witch? He didn't seem to have any powers though.
Next week's ep is the last one for a while as we head into Winter Hiatus soon.
Sam: So I've been trying to dig up info on the British Men of Letters, keeping an eye for cases. And you've been goofing with a game that went out of style five years ago.
Dean: I don't think Mom's quite ready for Snapchat.
Dean: You still living an '80s buddy comedy with Crowley?
Castiel: Unfortunately yes.
Crowley: Hello boys, long time. We team up to save the world, and then bupkis. You don't call, you don't write.
Dean: Yeah. We don't care.
Dean: Alright 450 miles to LA. The land of gridlock, botox, overtaxing, underachieving, the smell of sweaty desperation. I mean you can't breathe, pizzas are toxic. You got dudes in skinny jeans wearing sunglasses inside. And the obsessed narcissists. I do like the yoga pants though. When's the last time we were in LA? Was it ten years ago, doing a vengeful spirit? Man, seems like forever ago. Doesn't it?
Russell: You have been pleased with out arrangement thus far?
Crowley: Oh, as punch. A soul's a soul. But there is a certain prestige to owning a Swift or Drake.
Dean: Hey. Consider switching up the duds there. It's a bit stiff for this town.
Sam: He could be an agent, or something.
Dean: Yeah, maybe a third tier agent.
Castiel: At least I don't look like a lumberjack.
Russell: Yeah, okay. I doubted it too. But, Vince came to me with a killer pitch. The original Ladyheart line-up reunited. Back in the day, those cats sold like 10 mil.
Crowley: So did Hootie & the Blowfish.
Lucifer: “Religion, celebrity, Twitter, it’s all the same rules. If you’re not gaining followers, you’re losing followers.”
Lucifer: You know rock's not the reason. It's just an excuse. To worship. To adore. See humans have always been desperate to put someone or something above them and lets face it, God ain't cutting it these days. It takes a Kim Kardashian, whatever Justin Beiber is and me. They're enjoying a ride. So should you.
Roseleen: You're Vince. Vince Vincente. And I knew I was in love with you the moment I saw you. I was sixteen. Just a normal kid growing up in Arcadia.
Lucifer: Aracadia. Sounds beautiful.
Roseleen: I was watching Headbanger's Ball and the "Bloody Messiah" video came on. And I- it was your voice, and your hair, and your eyes. It was everything. You were everything. And even when people made fun me, younger girls at work, shredding on my Ladyheart tattoos and saying you were a joke. I never stopped loving you and never will.
Sam: Look at this rock star biographies. Like all of them, from Aerosmith to ZZ Top. It looks like he's studying how to be famous.
Dean: Well, so what? Lucifer's a dork. That's good to know.
Crowley: You little people wouldn't understand. But I've been a king. Having people look at you like you're everything, knowing that once they buy in, you can make them do anything. It's intoxicating.
Dean: Well, that's super creepy.
Dean: We're the brothers that rock together. We're like the American Oasis.
Dean: “We couldn’t flip a single member of Vince’s team. Even with the threat of mass murder, these So-Cal douchebags won’t do the right thing.”
Sam: Cas. You'll last three minutes. Tops.
Castiel: Then I'll buy you three minutes.
Crowley: Make it four. What? I help.
Lucifer: Castiel. Took you long enough. You bring the rest of the Little Rascals?
Crowley: Just me.
Castiel: You think this is fun?
Lucifer: Oh. I wouldn't expect you to understand. I've been inside you. I know what a weak, duty bound, pleasure-less dullard you are. And you, bad doggy. Sit!
Lucifer: Guys. You know I can end you all with a snap of my finger. Why would I do that when you can't do anything to me.
Dean: Why're you doing this?
Sam: You and God made up. You forgave Him. What would He think?
Lucifer: Not especially interested in His opinion. Dear old Dad, He finally apologized for abandoning me and what's the very next thing He does? He ditches me. And you two, by the way. And rides off into the sunset with aunty Amara. He needed my help, and He'd say anything to get it. His words, your words they mean nothing. Don't you get it? This is all meaningless. Heaven. Hell. This world. If it ever meant anything that moment is passed. Nothing down here but a bunch of hopeless distraction addicts. So filled with emptiness, so desperate to fill up the void. they don't mind being served another stale rerun of a rerun of a rerun. You know what my plan is? I don't have one. I'm just going to keep smashing Daddy's already broken toys, and making you watch.
Dean: Well, we didn't catch Lucifer but we did save the crowd so I'd call that a win.
Sam: I wouldn't. Vince Vincente is dead.
Dean: We never even hoped to save him. And yes, I know the third album-
Sam: No, he was still a person. And he meant something to a lot of people. And Lucifer took just all that and twisted all that up and snuffed it out. Lucifer was bad enough when he had a plan, a motive. Now he's just having fun. I mean how many people died tonight? Them-this. It's all on us. We let him out. We're not winning, we're just losing slow. And you heard what he said-
Crowley: Onward and upwards. He's going big.
Castiel: And he'll go bigger.
Dean: And we'll stop him. We will. It's what we do, man.