From: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org (alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest) To: ammf-digest@smoe.org Subject: alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V3 #21 Reply-To: ammf@fruvous.com Sender: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-ammf-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest Monday, January 11 1999 Volume 03 : Number 021 Today's Subjects: ----------------- The Robbie Williams/Robin Williams controversy [petit_chou@juno.com] a food related question [McCown ] 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) [Srm9988n@aol.com] Re: Frudolls [shazalinrea@juno.com (Mindy J Munson)] Robbie and Robin [shazalinrea@juno.com (Mindy J Munson)] Re: the comic [nicole.twn.is@ana.ng.at.tmbg.org (Nicole the Wonder Nerd)] Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) [jkpolk@ntplx.ne] [OFF-TOPIC] New comic strip! [Doug Sheppard ] Re: potential album?? [jianbabe@aol.com (JianBabe)] Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) [jacey7@aol.com ] Re: a food related question [jacey7@aol.com (Jacey7)] Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) [shazalinrea@jun] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 21:45:19 GMT From: petit_chou@juno.com Subject: The Robbie Williams/Robin Williams controversy Fiona the bold said: >I've Been Expecting You has a Canadian release date >of Jan 19th. Go have a listen and then you can side with Richard and tell me >what horrible taste I have. More probably you'll buy the thing.) Then Fruchild said: >Okay, Im trying to understand these posts but its not happening. >Could It be true that someone besides me does not like Robin Williams? Heather replies to clear the air: Oh no. Ha ha ha ha! No no no no no! (/me gives another hearty chortle) Robbie Williams is infinitely different than Robin Williams. One is English and renowned for his bad behaviour. The other is American and renowned for his erratic behaviour. One is a young singer, formerly affiliated with the band Take That ("want you back, want you back, want you baaaaaack for goooood."). The other is an aging comedian formerly affiliated with Mork and Mindy. Two different people here. Waaaaaaaay different. And yes, I'm sure it's possible that someone else does not like Robin Williams, but I'm afraid it's not me (ah, Mindy, we ARE different people after all!). Anyone who did such a kick ass job in movies like Hamlet, Dead Poet's Society, Good Will Hunting and...of course...The Fisher King deserves my undying devotion and respect. Can I get an amen? Heather Moore ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 22:50:41 GMT From: McCown Subject: a food related question Hi everybody! Okay, I have a question...Today we were hanging out with my American Lit teacher after school (she is really cool), and my friends and I were discussing these cookies we are going to make to bring Cry Cry Cry when we see them on Saturday. My friend asked Miss Evangelista if she thought that was a weird thing to do, and she said maybe it was a nice gesture, but if she were some famous person, she wouldn't eat them because she would be scared to. I try to bring a present for bands when I go see them, because no one I see is all that famous (no offense to any of the bands...) and they are really nice and I want them to know that I appreciate them. But my question is: do you think that people are scared to eat stuff I bake for them? because it never really occured to me. I mean, I'm a little 16 year-old bespectacled girl...I don't exactly look threatening, but people (not the bands, though) seem to think it's a weird thing to do. I mean, I know the guys seem okay with it, but they sort of know us, at least well enough to not suspect we're trying to poison them. Anyway, I was just curious to what you all thought. love Lizzie ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 22:48:13 GMT From: Srm9988n@aol.com Subject: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) Okay folks I already sent this once, but as our beloved gateway was in the throes of narcolepsy many of you ('cluding me!) never got it. So here we go all over again: (would that be dejanews all over again This review was jointly composed by Lori, Chrissy K, Jennifer (ladywench) and Trace. They are equally to blame for all the events herein described, so direct epithets to all of them equally. (And reserve a few for Mosh (Kevin Way) too, what the hell ... :) ) Nothing quite like reviewing shows a week later, when all the details have jumbled together. (OTOH perhaps that means that only the truly standout ones stand out. :D) Saturday morning came way too early to the quartet on the 18th floor at the Marriott Courtyard. Some of us (read: the flamingo/murrmaid) woke up at a truly obscene hour, no doubt because our overworked drumming hands were throbbing from the previous night's table-whacking. (Serves us right, we mumbled to ourselves, stumbling into the bathroom, regarding Trace's coffee pot with awe, but deciding to settle for cocoa with marshmallows before hoping into the shower.) The aches temporarily soothed away, Lori tumbled back into bed next to Chrissy and passed out until about eleven, when she awoke to find the other 3 roomies up and in the process of grooming. They were quite impressed with her early-morning activities, and she with their ability to sleep through them. More or less awake, we called Mosh at the Holiday Inn, then settled back with coffee and cookies for breakfast. (Whoever said Fruheads weren't healthy diners???!) Mosh presently arrived in our room, and we set out to find a foodery we all thought we could handle not to mention a drugstore that had one-hour film- developing capability. Successful in the second objective if not the first, we delighted ourselves at the "Something Else" with cappuccino milkshakes and copious quantities of food. A good thing, too, as it was the only meal some of us would have for the next 30 hours. Trace and Jen apparently hadn't wounded their hands as much as Lori had the previous night, because they had jolly good fun beating up the luncheonette table and using the salt and pepper shakers in lieu of shaky eggs. The staff of this eatery, who seemed to be of Middle-Eastern heritage, were highly amused by their musical exploits, grinning and making pleasant quips in passing. While this made our industrious drummers timid for a moment, in the end it only encouraged them in "playing" whatever implements were left on the table after the meal; and considering that it took 20 minutes to get our check after we were *obviously* done eating, apparently the restaurant operators enjoyed the "floor show". Presently we decided we really ought to stop disturbing all the nice people around us, so we wandered to FAO Schwartz and had a good ol' time. After being briefly enthralled by the possibilities presented by the vinyl, foldable, spectacularly portable and not all that expensive walk-on piano near the front door, Chrissy and Trace went off in mad pursuit of all things Star Wars, while Jen, Mosh and Lori joined forces in the music section, determining after great amounts of research that although the instruments were fun as toys, they didn't sound all that great. As the store was growing ever more crowded, we developed a sophisticated tracking method for finding our companions, which had nothing at all to do with patchouli or Polo. Instead, the searcher yelled "Moxy!" and the searchee, if in hearing range, replied "Fruvous!" Yes, people looked oddly at us. But we're used to that. And it worked, the whole rest of the weekend -- except, notably, at the Bottom Line. :D Mosh and Lori went off to the land of pink things, trying to find a suitable party-girl Barbie to offer to our heroes. No luck, though Mosh *did* find a pointy-haired-boss doll (action figure). Ultimately, we decided the piano would do just fine, and if Fordy felt like stomping it, well hell that's what you're *supposed* to do with it. Combining our resources, we purchased the piano and batteries, made our way outside, and set off for the BL in two separate taxis. Jen and Trace got a really cool cabbie who was trying to learn to play concert flute, and they babbled musc and Moxy at him for the whole ride. Jen didn't even notice when they arrived at the BL. There were no mad line-crashers on this day; we were the first ones there, and promptly set about putting batteries in our little toy. Jen had no sooner lain the thing out on the ground and torn into the battery pack than ... who should come around the corner but ... our favorite Persian-Canadian and his bass-playing buddy. AAACK! Jen and Chrissy almost died right then and there, but the Fru pair merely ducked into the front entrance of the BL, and soon we were merrily dancing atop the piano, playing with a boomerang-type foam thingy Mosh had bought, and drawing attention from amused passerby. In a few minutes Jian, his hair soaking wet and wearing *no* coat in 20F temps, popped out of the club to say hi and check out what we were doing, thereby earning silent motherly admonishment from some of the motherly types among us. (Lori notes that OTOH she -- the only actual mother in the bunch -- just assumed he's a big boy, and a sturdy Canuck to boot, and he knows what to do in the cold :D ) Ji assured us Murray had not even seen the thing, said in fact that he would have known nothing either except for the giggles, and promised not to tell anyone about it, then went back inside. Amanda and Mike Greenburg joined us on line, and Chrissy and Mosh experimented more with the piano while Jen and Trace played Jen's baby dumbek. As it grew dark and cold we folded the piano up, but not before having a singalong with a homeless man who happened by. As the line grew and the door- opening hour neared we switched to a chorus practice, and were noisily into a round of YWGTTM when someone came out to start letting us in. Those of us who saw this person coming trailed off, leaving Jen merrily singing alone to this guy, who stared at her strangely until she too meekly tapered into silence. (<---Hey! says Jen, I was still singing backup at that point, though not well I'll admit :) ) Inside we split up, as Jen had been informing us ALL DAY that she desperately wanted sit stage Dave so to see Mike and Dave's hands on the piano. She, Chrissy and mosch secured seats belly to the stage, while Trace and Lori, smack-dab in front of Jian's drum kit, with Andrea, Paul, Mike Greenburg, the other blond Kevin and Sarah, spent much of the pre-show time wondering how the piano was ever going to get to the Lads, as it had been entrusted to Their Royall Shynesses. Trace talked to Cal to confirm that it was okay to toss it up onstage, then went to tell Jen and Chrissy of these plans. Meanwhile, Lori chatted with Tobey, after first knocking herself sillier by tripping over an unlighted step and cracking her head on a table. (Which scared the HELL out of BL personnel, who for the rest of the night left the room lit except when the artists were actually performing. See, she's the flamingo in the coal mine for Fruheads, keeping y'all safe. :) ) Lori just wishes she didn't have to nearly tear off her ear in order to perform this service. :( She's a lefty, has a hard time with basic coordination, what can she say..... Dan Bern's first set was fun, although Trace grumbled about not once hearing Missing Link all weekend -- as it seems to be what he's infamous for, she was a little disappointed. She did, however, get to be his offstage foil by missing the final chorus of his singalong song "Hey God", thereby forcing him to begin playing the entire song over. Then our heroes took the stage, although Lori can't remember much of their set -- apparently still recovering from her close encounter with the table. Talk about Fruhead trauma! Murray was wearing his Flyers shirt again , and the seats right in front of the drumkit provided a great view of the 3 non-drumming Frus, although we had to peer between cymbals to catch Jian. Here's the first show setlist, Jian's, with Lori's and Trace's comments: Michy Horseshoes Stuck in the '90s -- with George Pataki reference Kids -- no quiz again. No one yelling pro-separation either. Tureen -- I *love* just singing along with the doo doo doos here Saucep'n Downsizing -- this is REALLY powerful Careful -- entirely too catchy. Pisco -- yes we did the little dance :D Moon -- with the 'G' played on the out of tune piano since Murray had "washed" the pitch pipe Darlington -- completely rocked Psycho Killer encore: Drinking Song, which Lori has decided isn't great for HER mood either, at least live. Maybe it would've been better if we had stood, swayed, held hands, instead of being separated by those tables. Communality can make a big difference. They crossed out Jockey and KOS for the first set, and SAHARA for the second (oooooooooooooh!! SO not fair!) At some point Jen unfurled the piano onstage, and Mike decided it must have been intended for Dave, as it was presented Stage Dave. (Actually we'd been hoping they could all have fun with it, but that was where there was sufficient clear space.) So Dave, appearing a bit scared by the strange hybrid of piano and hopscotch court, started playing, at first inaudibly until Jian and Zard pointed out that he could put the mic next to it ... and then, with no practice, he played Fur Elise perfectly. On the first try. No mean feat, when he had to hopscotch over several keys. We were rather astonished, given the awful music that had been made on the sidewalk. Yes, our Dave-O really CAN play ANYTHING. They also decided that Paradigm Shift wasn't as cool a name as they'd first thought. Not when there were *great* bands with names like Boston ... and America ... and Asia. They wanted something with a global-domination theme, something cool and impressive. Lori was about to shout out "Pangaea" when they decided that "Moxy Fruvous" was actually a colloquial Eskimo expression that meant "Arctic", and with that they launched into a riotous '70s-'80s medley of Duran Duran, Midnight Oil, and a few other *truly* glam acts. :D Between sets we rearranged our seating so that we were all together next to stage Murr/Ji, along with Jacey7. Then we mingled. and mingled. and mingled. Lori's "project" for the night was to entice the Frus into signing Steve's birthday card. (Hey, 3 out of 4 makes a memorable card!) While doing so, she got a lesson in forebearance from the Murrman, whom she observed dealing extremely patiently with a drunk and very cranky person. This person, apparently a non-fan, seemed to chastise Murr and the rest of the Frus for not playing Stradivarii, while deploringing the throngs of "groupies"surrounding Jian, even as she sought Murr's signature. Sheez! The good humor the Frus show in the face of such nonsense never ceases to amaze. :) Meanwhile, back at the table, waiting for newcomers to trickle into the club for the 10:30 sets, Trace asked Jen to pull the dumbek from her backpack, intending to hold it under the table and discreetly play. But no, *that* would've been too easy and inconspicuous. Instead Jen plopped it on the table, and shortly the two of them were drumming away in the middle of the club. (How they managed to get all four of their hands on that itty bitty dum Chrissy and Lori can't figure, but they did, and the sight certainly amused *certain* onlookers, much to Jen's consternation. :) Dan Bern's second set opened with a bang when an audience member walked out in lieu of Dan, picked up his guitar, and sang Tiger Woods. As this audience member was perhaps fourteen years old, we were in absolute hysterics. The kid did a really wonderful job. And Lori HAS to wonder what his parents thought :) After this performance, Dan walked out and announced he was going to let the kid tour for him, he'd just check in occasionally to make sure things were going okay. The second FruSet. Ummmmm. Lori, having suffered acute Fruhead trauma early in the evening, recalls very little, although the sets in general struck her as very similar to the previous night's. Chrissy swears Jian's setlist is a dummy, that they weren't following it at all; but here it is, because Jen and Trace, due to more garden-variety Fruhead trauma, can't really say one way or the other. Maybe someone else recalls?? 1/2 Sahara -- as noted, THIS was cut. guess they figured there'd already been a dumbek played that night. M.P.G. -- Lori, the designated typist, doesn't have a clue what this is. Boss Ass -- don't recall them doing this that night. but when they did it 1/1, Mike broke us up with a growl of "Stanutz!!" after "jugs of milk left in the fridge/with only drops remaining" Sad Sleep Booty(me) Rush -- they tossed in Pat Buchanan instead of Ollie North Hold King Green BJ Potion and a big circle around J (which was Jerusalem with Dan Bern), their joint encore. Dave took the congas for this, as the piano was utterly unresponsive, and appeared to be having an absolute gas jamming with Dan. The troublesome quartet wishes to note that the second set was filled with alarming, seemingly psychic references on the part of the Fru Four, which caused Chrissy, Trace and Jen to debate if Lori was actually a spy for the band. (Heh, like I'd tell if I were :D) Or had the guys bugged our hotel room and table? Hmmmmm. Cause for alarm, whatever the reason, as comments re: shaky eggs and other *issues*, many of them, umm, shall we say *not* intended for public scrutiny , were being repeated verbatim by band members. After the show we mingled awhile longer, dreading the thought of going outside in an ice storm. But club management was understandably eager to see us leave (it was about 2:30 a.m,) and was even insisting the Frus behave themselves. (Sitting on tables is simply NOT a good example. :D) While debating how to get 45 blocks uptown, Jen bribed the rest of us to let her take the Big Piano home with her by promising to take it to EVERY outdoor Fruconcert she attends in future. (Note to the Lads: this toy WAS intended for you to play with, so it goes without saying that if you want it, it's yours!) Eventually we left the club, dismayed to find that the few cabs running were not picking up passengers. Finally, after lengthy attempts to find a cab Gordon (Elgart? a TRUE gentleman, whatever his last name :) ) graciously offered to escort us back to our hotel via subway. We sat up talking with him until about 5 am, then crashed for a few hours. Around 9 Jen and Lori hit the breakfast buffet while Chrissy and Trace slept in, and then we checked out into absolute dreary gloppy icky rain. This of course did NOT stop us from doing a whirlwind tour of Rockefeller Center, admiring the multitude of, um, large orbs bedecking the Christmas trees and wreaths, or from buying most of the Met store's supply of shaky eggs, as well as oohing their turtle-shaped tureen (the loveliest pot Lori's ever seen; and a suitable shower gift for Chrissy, who says she's never having a shower but who admired it greatly :D) Lori, however, was quite disappointed to find, amid the myriad tigers, hippopotami, t-rexes, lions, cats and bears, not a single solitary rhinoceros. :( And so our glorious Frutrip came to an end, as we proceeded to Penn Station, thence to Metropark, then on a highspeed melodic trooper-infested caper down I-95 to the Philadelphia airport, where Chrissy caught a treacherous flight back to snowbound Buffalo. It was fun. It was good. It was cold, and sleep- deprived, and quite insane. And we should do it often. FruCon Ho!!! - -- posted by Lori, who just learned from 'XPN, after seeing Vance Gilbert at Katonah saturday night, that he's playing Philly tSun night. Can you say DUH. :P That's okay, it was a seriously cool show, worth a 3-hr drive. (It's okay Heather, I'm still a Borg too, just skipped over to dn when the gateway hiccuped. and how hard *is* it to figure out who "murrmaid" is anyway? :D) ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 23:33:18 GMT From: shazalinrea@juno.com (Mindy J Munson) Subject: Re: Frudolls Im with ya babe! All the way! Moxy chocolate better than....oops! Dreaming again =+). Cant wait to try these Canadian smarties! Fruchild On Mon, 11 Jan 1999 20:32:18 GMT murrmaid@my-dejanews.com writes: > > > fruwench@aol.com (FruWench) wrote: >> The original . . . >> >Ummmm....frulads....soooo good. I truly believe that they *are* >part of a >> >stable diet. " Have you had your Fruvous today?" or "Got >Moxy?" or >> something >> >to that effect >> >> I remember Dan Bern singing. . . >> "Moxy, Moxy Früvous . . .When I'm on the road, all I eat is Moxy >Fruvous." >> > >Which apparently means that we've discovered the true secret meaning >of Moxy >Fruvous. Forget lighting fixtures, changing leaves, Arctic and >whatnot. >Moxy Fruvous = chocolate. > >-- Lori the chocoholic flamingo > ***************** >"Those were *good* moves. >But they were the wrong moves." > --Murray Foster >Visit Lori's strange and wonderful world! >http://members.aol.com/srm9988n/index.html > >-----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network >==---------- >http://www.dejanews.com/ Search, Read, Discuss, or Start Your >Own > ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 23:34:44 GMT From: shazalinrea@juno.com (Mindy J Munson) Subject: Robbie and Robin LOL! LMAO! *blush* Aren't *I* the sheepish one? I dont wanna hear any Mork and Mindy jokes outa any of you (me shudders remembering when I dated a Mark...a Matt too). I never said Robin couldnt act (I LOVED dead poets society!!!). Im talking bout his personality. But again, I mostly feel this way from knowing how he was in his stand up days Fruchild, who would not mind being the same person as chou cause shes just so cool! tehe On Mon, 11 Jan 1999 21:45:19 GMT petit_chou@juno.com writes: > >Fiona the bold said: >>I've Been Expecting You has a Canadian release date >>of Jan 19th. Go have a listen and then you can side with Richard and >tell me >>what horrible taste I have. More probably you'll buy the thing.) > >Then Fruchild said: >>Okay, Im trying to understand these posts but its not happening. >>Could It be true that someone besides me does not like Robin >Williams? > >Heather replies to clear the air: > >Oh no. Ha ha ha ha! No no no no no! (/me gives another hearty >chortle) Robbie Williams is infinitely different than Robin Williams. > One is English and renowned for his bad behaviour. The other is >American and renowned for his erratic behaviour. One is a young >singer, formerly affiliated with the band Take That ("want you back, >want you back, want you baaaaaack for goooood."). The other is an >aging comedian formerly affiliated with Mork and Mindy. Two different >people here. Waaaaaaaay different. > >And yes, I'm sure it's possible that someone else does not like Robin >Williams, but I'm afraid it's not me (ah, Mindy, we ARE different >people after all!). Anyone who did such a kick ass job in movies like >Hamlet, Dead Poet's Society, Good Will Hunting and...of course...The >Fisher King deserves my undying devotion and respect. Can I get an >amen? > >Heather Moore >___________________________________________________________________ >You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get >completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html >or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 23:44:05 GMT From: nicole.twn.is@ana.ng.at.tmbg.org (Nicole the Wonder Nerd) Subject: Re: the comic On 10 Jan 1999 23:09:09 GMT, BEQS26C@prodigy.com (Brian Nicholson) wrote: >um, hey. I could easily write a script for the comic but i need some >guidelines: charectarization, stories taken from song lyrics, etc. Oy, my beloved kumquat, you say "the comic" as if there could only ever be one! Write your own! Then share it with us! - --nicole twn ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 23:48:21 GMT From: jkpolk@ntplx.net (Andrea Krause) Subject: Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) >M.P.G. -- Lori, the designated typist, doesn't have a clue what this is. My guess would be, "My Poor Generation." I love that song. :) (And I'm pretty sure they played it the last night.) Andrea K. "...too many people think they're misunderstood every time somebody disagrees with them." - Jess Klein ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 11 Jan 1999 17:47:14 -0600 From: Doug Sheppard Subject: [OFF-TOPIC] New comic strip! Hey, y'all! Wouldn't it be fun to check out Katrin and Sirilyan's new daily comic strip at http://www.waitingforbob.com/? Of course it would. Our first strip, 1/11/99, is up right now, and we'll be adding a new strip every weekday for as long as we can keep up that pace. So yes, the archives are a little thin. Give us time. :-) PS: shill@waitingforbob.com goes straight to /dev/null. A real feedback address is available at the site. - -- Waiting for Bob - - No Godot, either. ------------------------------ Date: 12 Jan 1999 00:20:08 GMT From: jianbabe@aol.com (JianBabe) Subject: Re: potential album?? >>Right. The new Moxy Fruvous Album is gonna be called "Lighter than a >>Duck". >>How'd you guess? > > Actually, it will be called "People of The Shuttle" or "There's Going to be a Beheading." : ) ~*~~*~~*~ I opened the yogurt carton and it said "Please try again.".... I thought maybe I had opened it wrong...or the yogurt people were trying to inspire me... "Don't give up Mitch! From your friends at Yoplait. Fruit on the bottom, hope on top." ------------------------------ Date: 12 Jan 1999 01:30:45 GMT From: jacey7@aol.com (Jacey7) Subject: Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) >> of "groupies"surrounding Jian, even as she sought Murr's signature. << >Okay, reflecting on the definition of groupie as we dicided...Woo! That dont have *that* much time on their hands!< Well, based on that definition, 'tis not their hands that need the time... ~jen (place mind in gutter...) *~~~"Measure your life in love"~~~* ------------------------------ Date: 12 Jan 1999 01:05:13 GMT From: jacey7@aol.com (Jacey7) Subject: Re: a food related question >do you think that people are scared to eat stuff I bake for them?< I have to say I kinda agree with your teacher. I mean, it is a really nice thing to do-- somthing that you put a lot of your own time and effort into-- but there are *weird* people out there (yes, weirder than us, and in a much more sinister way!), and sometimes the biggest fans are the ones you have to be the most scared of! So just to be safe, methinks I'd buy my own cookies... ~jen (just planning for when *she's* the big star... cause editors have throngs of groupies too, ya know: "OHH!!! it's HER!! Her use of grammar on that piece was SOOOOOOOOOOOOO amazing!!!" ;-) *~~~"Measure your life in love"~~~* ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 01:32:07 GMT From: shazalinrea@juno.com (Mindy J Munson) Subject: Re: 1/2 review, and idiotic Fruhead antics (2nd sending) On Mon, 11 Jan 1999 22:48:13 GMT Srm9988n@aol.com writes: > Trace and Jen apparently hadn't wounded their hands as much > as Lori had the previous night, because they had jolly good fun > beating up the luncheonette table and using the salt and pepper > shakers in lieu of shaky eggs. The staff of this eatery, who > seemed to be of Middle-Eastern heritage, were highly amused by > their musical exploits, grinning and making pleasant quips in > passing. While this made our industrious drummers timid for a > moment, in the end it only encouraged them in "playing" whatever > implements were left on the table after the meal; and considering > that it took 20 minutes to get our check after we were *obviously* > done eating, apparently the restaurant operators enjoyed the "floor >show". Lol! My friends and I would get kicked out of Perkins weekly for this sort of thing ("My whiff" was getting yelled at for having incense in the smoking section =+)). I bet cha that guy was a distant cousin of Jian, hence his good taste in a swinging beat. > As the store was growing ever more crowded, we developed a >sophisticated > tracking method for finding our companions, which had nothing at all > to do with patchouli or Polo. Instead, the searcher yelled "Moxy!" >and the searchee, if in hearing range, replied "Fruvous!" Yes, people >looked oddly at us. But we're used to that. And it worked, the whole rest >of the weekend -- except, notably, at the Bottom Line. :D I think this should be an official way to find a fruhead. Go into a crowded room and yell "MOXY" and head towards the correct response. > our favorite Persian-Canadian and his >bass-playing > buddy. Woohoo! > AAACK! Jen and Chrissy almost died right then and there, They do alot of that =+) > minutes Jian, his hair soaking wet and wearing *no* coat in 20F >temps, > popped out of the club to say hi and check out what we were doing, > thereby earning silent motherly admonishment from some of the >motherly types among us. Hes Canadian, hes allowed (Lori notes that OTOH she -- the only actual mother >in the bunch -- just assumed he's a big boy, and a sturdy Canuck to >boot, and he knows what to do in the cold :D ) Exactly > and cracking her head on a table. (Which scared the HELL out of BL > personnel, who for the rest of the night left the room lit except >when the artists were actually performing. See, she's the flamingo in the >coal mine for Fruheads, keeping y'all safe. :) ) Lori just wishes she didn't >have to nearly tear off her ear in order to perform this service. :( >She's a lefty, has a hard time with basic coordination, what can she say..... Hope your okay! > Pisco -- yes we did the little dance :D What is this dance? I wanna learn > to it ... and then, with no practice, he played Fur Elise >perfectly. On > the first try. His talent astounds me! > They also decided that Paradigm Shift wasn't as cool a name as > they'd first thought. k. This whole paradigm this has me lost. Is it in past posts? > of "groupies"surrounding Jian, even as she sought Murr's signature. Okay, reflecting on the definition of groupie as we dicided...Woo! That dont have *that* much time on their hands! >Sheez! > The good humor the Frus show in the face of such nonsense never >ceases > to amaze. :) That Y we *heart* 'em! >M.P.G. -- Lori, the designated typist, doesn't have a clue what this >is. Good. I thought it was just me >Booty(me) ? >be having an absolute gas jamming with Dan. That sounds uncomfortable! Man, these guys can play through anything =+) > as comments re: shaky eggs and other *issues*, many of them, umm, > shall we say *not* intended for public scrutiny , were being >repeated > verbatim by band members. NOW, you've got me interested. and was even insisting the >Frus > behave themselves. (Sitting on tables is simply NOT a good example. >:D) *gasp* They scolded our lads? My 2...Fruchild ___________________________________________________________________ You don't need to buy Internet access to use free Internet e-mail. Get completely free e-mail from Juno at http://www.juno.com/getjuno.html or call Juno at (800) 654-JUNO [654-5866] ------------------------------ End of alt.music.moxy-fruvous digest V3 #21 *******************************************