Errors-To: ecto-owner@ns1.rutgers.edu Reply-To: ecto@ns1.rutgers.edu Sender: ecto@ns1.rutgers.edu From: ecto@ns1.rutgers.edu To: ecto-request@ns1.rutgers.edu Bcc: ecto-digest-outbound@ns1.rutgers.edu Subject: ecto #966 ecto, Number 966 Friday, 14 January 1994 Today's Topics: *-----------------* Resend - Ectohighlights of my American Holiday Re: Vickie goes on a paranoid rant :-) RE: Subject: Re: Sort of, like, maybe, kind of, you know, Re: Sort of, like, maybe, kind of, you know, u---------h... Urgent bulletin and other stories Lucky me Re: fish, darwin and cars Word (Up!) Ohpelia Pining for Italians!? RE: stuff What's in a name? Sade video tape Re: Any info on Eddi Reader Not only did I find God... The talking typing tap-dancing cow has a ramble Jane the Subversive ======================================================================== From: neilg@sfu.ca Subject: Resend - Ectohighlights of my American Holiday Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 12:07:27 -0800 (PST) Hi, all! I tried sending this message to ecto at around 3 AM today, but it seems to have vanished. So I'm trying again. If this is the second time this has appeared in your mailbox, please delete it - it ain't substantively different from the first attempt! :) Anyway, this Christmas holiday I took a trip to Baltimore, to visit my beloved Holly, and had a few interesting ecto-experiences which I thought I'd share as a moderately lengthy post. I started on Boxing Day, when I took a Greyhound to Seattle. For those of you, such as much of the American readership, who may not know what Boxing Day is, it's a holiday derived from some obscure archaic English tradition concerning presents in boxes, and I think it was technically considered the first weekday after Christmas Day. But here in Canada Boxing Day is the day immediately after Christmas Day, when everyone goes to department stores and consumer electronics discount houses and comes home with boxes of kitchen appliances and home entertainment devices bought on sale. Anyway, owing to a complication with the scheduling of Greyhound buses and the departure of my flight to Baltimore, I had to stay overnight in Seattle. I was originally going to camp overnight in Sea-Tac airport, but luckily fellow ectophiles Neile Graham and Jim Gurley very generously let me curl up for the night on their living room sofa - or is that couch? :) (thanks once again, Neile and Jim!) In fact, Neile even drove downtown to the bus depot and picked me up, in her Honda with those frightening new motorized seatbelts that have a life of their own that cars sold in the States have to have now. Also staying in that crowded house that night were Neile's parents visiting from Victoria, Neile's brother-in-law (hope I got that relationship correct), who's a helicopter pilot from Squamish, BC, and his two kids. I got to meet the pair of household cats and discovered that I am in fact quite allergic to them, much as I like them as a species. (snuffle) Oh, well. I was also introduced to an interesting dessert - which as I recall consisted of whipped cream, oats and whiskey - the name of which escapes me. Anyway, I had a great time meeting everyone - particularly Neile and Jim, whom I'd only known as ectoposts. This theme of meeting people I'd previously known solely through email was to continue for the next couple of weeks. The next day I took an airport van out to Sea-Tac airport, and watched the morning fog roll gently across the morning highways. I changed planes in Detroit, and landed in Baltimore that evening. I was greeted by Holly and a lovely rose, and I was driven to the townlet of Arbutus; my home for the next two weeks. I met her twin sister Ivy, brother Noel and sister's boyfriend Jeff, and two more cats! And delightful, sweet, allergen-producing cats they were too. Sigh. I *really* wish that I wasn't allergic to the critters! The 28th was meant to be a little ecto-party in Baltimore, but sadly the inclement weather - snow - prevented most attendees from showing up. However Sue Trowbridge made a guest appearance, and brought some metal-oxide goodies with her. As she posted shortly after the get-together, we enjoyed group-effort but Holly-instigated lasagna, watched some classic KaTe Sensual World videos and - da-dum! - listened to three tracks off the forthcoming Tori album that Sue had obtained via some devious pre-release ways. And durn good they were, too! I don't remember the names of the tracks, but I thought the one with the kind of Eugene Chadbournesque scratchy guitar noise was pretty cool. This is another album I'm probably going to have to buy! :) Over the days that followed I got to visit some of the niftier parts of Baltimore (the tankful of rays and little sharks in the Baltimore aquarium is terrific!) and met a number of other people I'd previously known only through email, UNIX talk, and the telephone. It's always quite an interesting experience, meeting someone in real life I'd only known in some electronically-mediated fashion. Kind of an interesting mental bridge between two worlds that has to be formed, I find. Oh, and in terms of loot I received some really groovy Holly Christmas presents, including Sheila Chandra, the new k.d. lang, the first Heidi Berry and Equipoise. :) Great stuff! I also had an interesting exchange with someone I bumped into on IRC while seeing if any ectophiles were online. He'd wandered into #ecto and wanted to know what it was about. I thought the conversation was rather interesting, so I preserved it for posterity. Here's an excerpt: sorabji: what's ecto mean? ectoplasmic reticulum? Me: (unable to resist the opportunity) Deep, profound, meaningful things. sorabji: things that huddle in the ecto-center of human endeavor? Me: Heartbreakingly beautiful and nerveshatteringly deep things. sorabji: how meaningful? Me: So meaningful I weep thinking about them. sorabji: an itchy sorcerism. a winky yankster. a sickly rub-out. are these things what ecto is? Me: No, no no! Crystalline beauty, of soaring range and sometimes cheesy synthesizers! sorabji: Is it the Rolls Royce of the Lord, double-parked in the parking lot at the McDonald's of life? Me: (boy! how can I come back to that?!) Only on Tuesdays. sorabji: Can I find ecto in the library? Me: Not in any library I've been in. Mine are too prosaic. sorabji: Your ecti are in prose form? Me: You're skirting dangerously far from a veneer of partial truths. sorabji: Mine look like lousy Kandinsky juvenalia. Me: Nay! True ectophiles speak in many tongues, framed with silver and gold. sorabji: I am scampering with you across the pebbly expanse of the gold and silver languages. Me: The words crunch underfoot, to the faint tinkling of splintered phonemes. sorabji: Oh, this ecto stuff is divine! Me: Through darkened glass the sounds shine dimly, as beer cans in the sun. sorabji: Is the ecto contagious? Me: They slither quietly, softly, without the benefit of electricity. Someone else, wandering into IRC: I feel trapped in someone's AI experiment. Here's where I depart! Needless to say the fellow was rather disappointed when I eventually fessed up with the anticlimactic truth and told him that ecto was the IRC extension of a mailing list that derived from a song and album by American singer-songwriter Happy Rhodes. Oh, well. Anyway, it's hours past my bedtime now so I think I'll wind up. In all, it's been a pretty interesting year (this being a time for some belated year-end reflections). And Internet mail has been quite a big part of it, what with meeting Holly and, later, the multifarious joys of ecto@ns1.rutgers.edu! Who would've thought? :) So, a somewhat tardy Happy new year to all ectophiles out there! - Neil K. -- 49N 16' 123W 7' / Vancouver, BC, Canada / neil_k_guy@sfu.ca ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 94 12:23:56 PST From: kyrlidis@templeton.cchem.berkeley.edu (Angelos Kyrlidis) Subject: Re: Vickie goes on a paranoid rant :-) Hi, Vickie writes: >*DON'T* *TAKE* *IT* *PERSONALLY* ***PLEASE!!*** because I often >save things out and then forget to go back to them immediately. Hey, no problem, don't worry about it! I have been *so* bad with ecto since I left Boston, that I feel that I should either unsubscribe completely (no way), or devote my free time to reading the digests carefully and catching up and commenting. There are *so* many interesting discussions I would like to join in, but getting the digest, I am left days after a thread, and I really don't have the energy to deal with loose ecto... Well that's my sob story for the day. I know I used to contribute a lot more, and I am hoping that my (relative) silence isn't being interpreted as snobbery or lack of interest. :) >pps, tell us about Equador, Angelos! Well, where should I start? I left the day after Xmas, having spent a rather eventless Xmas day watching videos, eating pastitsio, and supporting MCI, flew to Guayaquil through Houston and Panama City. Guayaquil is nothing special. It's a huge port on a river delta which is dirty, humid and smells like an open sewer (the downtown portion). However there are parts of it that are really nice and it's only an hour's drive to Salinas and Playas the two beach resorts. My sister is fortunate enough to live in an amazing house with a swimming pool, which I used to relax the first couple of days. To summarize, it was AMAZING. Lots of sun and some sea, lots of food (shrimps and filet mignon at incredible prices :) ), lots of alcohol, and lots of partying and dancing. I won't bore you with details, but I will only mention that the highlight was my trip to Cuenca. First we drove up the Andes from sea level to around 2700m altitude through the clouds and various faunas, to Cuenca which is a beautiful city on the mountains surrounded by three rivers. From there we went on to Cajas, a national park at 4000m altitude with about 700 lakes, its own unique vegetation, and lots of llamas!!! Then on to Ambato a city built amphitheatrically in a valley for a stop before the climb to Chimborazo. Chimborazo is an active volcano, about 6310m high. We managed to get to the 4800m level, where there is a small refugio. I cannot think of words to describe the beauty of it all. We were in/on top of the clouds, watching the glacier, in the snow, and it was snowing. As for the scenery imagine a fog covered moonscape with volcanic rocks scattered randomly and the Andes equivalent to Edelweiss (an orange cactus like flower that grows above 4000m) thrown in for variety, and the underlying green valleys appearing through the clouds and the snow... Well, after that magical experience it was all downhill to sea level. For additional excitement we took the wrong turn somewhere and did the 2000m drop through the clouds on a dirt road in the subtropical jungle that's on the sides of the Andes. But now I am back, and work calls, and I have to get back to it... :( Later, Angelos (who is somewhat disappointed with the new PG song 'Lovetown') ======================================================================== Date: Fri, 14 Jan 1994 11:41:20 +1200 From: sainty_p@kosmos.wcc.govt.nz Subject: RE: Subject: Re: Sort of, like, maybe, kind of, you know, Bob Morrowed: > You're probably thinking of the band Klaatu, named after the benign > alien in the movie "The Day the Earth Stood Still." Going off on a tangent, the well (kinda :) known phrase from this film (which I will proceed to spell incorrectly) "Klaatu barada nicktu" was used in Sam Raimi's (I've just spent about three minutes searching my memory for that name, so I hope it's right :) Army of Darkness (the quite amusing third part of the Evil Dead films (virtually no gore, some great lines, and impressive stop-motion animation) as the magic words which will prevent the removal of the Book of the Dead from raising said Army when it is removed... For anyone who hasn't guessed, the line: "It's definitely an 'n' word!" may shed some light on the success of this manoeuvre... :) Philip (who honestly is not a horror fan) ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 94 14:57:11 PST From: "John Relph" Subject: Re: Sort of, like, maybe, kind of, you know, u---------h... >Bob Morrowed: >> You're probably thinking of the band Klaatu, named after the benign >> alien in the movie "The Day the Earth Stood Still." > >Going off on a tangent, the well (kinda :) known phrase from this film >(which I will proceed to spell incorrectly) "Klaatu barada nicktu" was >used in Sam Raimi's Army of Darkness (the quite >amusing third part of the Evil Dead films (virtually no gore, some great >lines, and impressive stop-motion animation) Quite amusing does not do this film justice. It's a great film, very silly, and fully aware that it is essentially a B movie, but very well directed, some hilarious dialogue (if you want to call it dialogue), and great special effects. If you liked "Mom and Dad Save the Universe", "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure", or "Highway To Hell", then you gotta see "Army of Darkness". By the way, my wife likes this movie more than I do, and she doesn't like blood or gore. -- John ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 94 16:54:11 CST From: Wrenches Gone Awry tool repair service Subject: Urgent bulletin and other stories The other day, somebody posted to these pages an appeal for a recent issue of _Melody Maker_. I just purchased the January 8 issue, whose cover alludes to the readers' poll results and the best and worst of 1993. If it's the issue in question, I'd be glad to send it to the earlier poster when I'm finished with it. Last night, the viewer mail segment on _World News Now_ featured a list of speculative WNN products that someone sent in. Reassuring, in a way, to know that I'm not the only one with a weird imagination for such things. (My sole regret is that to be awake for WNN apparently was made possible by my having slept through the Indigo Girls on Letterman.) Bob roberts: >Nitrous Oxide. Laughing gas. Twilight of the Molars. Whilst breathing >selfsame substance and listening to Walkman with Rearmament had a wonderful >Root Canal. Listening to Easy Listening station under same conditions Admittedly, this is the first time I've ever heard "wonderful" and "root canal" mentioned conjointly. But with all the attention paid lately to the role of dental dams in safe sex, it's good to know that there are still more pleasurable experiences in which those little expanses of latex can play a part :-). Woj quotes somebody's earlier observation: >i don't have any idea how you all do >it and still maintain some semblence of a normal life (or do you? :) ). Have I missed something? This always seemed like a normal life to me :-) :-('. WRT the exchange between Meredith and Chris on medieval music: There was an item in the paper the other day to the effect that Gregorian chants are now topping the charts in Spain. Ah, the law of large numbers :-). WRT the many names for subs: The university from which I received my degrees is situated in a neighborhood which is generally acknowledged to be the sub capital of metropolitan Chicago, with two of the area's leading sub shops loca- ted across the street from each other. I have never heard them referred to in this town as anything but subs, except that there's a restaurant on the north side called the Chicago Pizza and Oven Grinder Co. Whether an oven grinder=a grinder=a sub I don't know, inasmuch as I've never eaten there. It's also a wild card where the oven enters into it, since I've never seen a sub marketed on raw bread dough. Whether the bread is baked there with or without the cold cuts inserted is, therefore, a mystery :-). WRT the etymology of Xtian, Xmas, ex cetera :-) : It is written that the call letters of KMOX, St. Louis, were inspired by the fact that it went on the air in Missouri on Christmas day. Back when the so-called "topless radio" was in vogue in the 70s (ie, call in shows about sex), it would have been the perfect station for such a format, with call letters to match the rating of the prog- ramming (and I don't mean the Arbitron numbers) :-). WRT the FunnyBeer over how much of a dickhead the Philadelphia critic is: look at the bright side--someday, one may be able to hear decent music at the dent- ist wthout supplying it oneself. More likely, one will end up hearing covers by anonymous string orchestras, based on my experience with dentists who pipe music in. Personal to seanympf: pending the organization of an ecto party in northern California, you're always welcome to phone in to the one that's reportedly being organized in Chicago at the end of the month. >And, just for fun, what if "Ally ally oxen free" was part French? "Allez! >Allez!" > >What if it were all french? The mind boggles. Perhaps they could use it in _Addams Family III_. It could set Gomez off on one more jag of pawing Morticia :-). WRT the Carpenters covering Klaatu: Where would the dental profession be without such behavior on the part of the music industry? :-) I'm not sure why Neil's account of his IRC session during Holly's party reminds me of that running gag on _Get Smart_, in which the exchange of authenticating phrases between agents always ended up as an extended exchange of extended non sequiturs. If I post tomorrow, it will mean I haven't frozen to death (cf. Jack London, "To Build a Fire," and Jane Siberry, "Red Shoes for Sale." Happy vuja day. Mitch ======================================================================== From: "Bradley N. Hutchinson" Subject: Lucky me Date: Thu, 13 Jan 94 17:51:15 EST I'm so glad that I live in the sticks! Well, I am just now. Usually I'm jealous of anyone who lives anywhere near an alternative music station (as I was lucky enough to do when I was in college and post college stasis). However, I got Jane Siberry's When I was a Boy today and WOW. What a lucky me I am. I got to hear this within months of a new Kate, my first Happy and a new version of Philip Glass's Einstein on the Beach. There is something about the proximity of these blessed events that makes me fee as if I'm being given gifts from other worldly beings. Angels? Just a technical note before I log off, put on headphones and melt into the CD player. I haven't gotten digests in a few days (and thus have been lucky to not have my multiple postings of days ago) and have to wonder what is up (other than those blessed beings who sing and write so well). Any information? And, I will send information on Disappear Fear soon (to those who asked) though it sounds to me as if Neal is more informed on them than I am? All the Candles in the World is . . . .WOW? As is aaakkkk the whole thing!!! I'd bought the Waiting for the End of the World soundtrack and liked Calling all angels but a good friend (who usually has sense) said that the rest of this album wasn't all that good. Maybe having children has done something to his ears? Or is the old thing about giving a piece of your soul away to your kids true? I know that my cat Basil shares her soul with me. I'm wandering aaaaaway! brad -- bhutchin@vdoe386.vak12ed.edu ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 18:16:43 -0500 (EST) From: consid Subject: Re: fish, darwin and cars > >Have you seen the Darwin fish yet? Looks like the Christian fish, but has > >legs, and instead of "Christ" in English or greek inside, it has "Darwin". > > yes i have -- but i've never been able to find a place that sells them. > Erik, where did you find yours? (as he crosses his fingers and hopes for a > mail order store....) > I knew I'd seen ads for Darwin fish in the back pages of UTNE READER magazine, so I looked it up for all you evolution fans out there.... send six U.S. dollars to Darwinners, 6671 Sunset Blvd., Suite 1525, Los Angeles, CA 90028. The fish are 5 inches long, black and gold, self-adhesive plastic. "Perfect for car, bike ... wherever you want to spread good news!" --Sue Trowbridge * * * * * * * * * * consid@access.digex.net * * * * * * * * * * I had on my headphones, along with those eyes That you get when your circumstance is movie-sized * * * * * * * * * * * * * --Liz Phair * * * * * * * * * * * * * ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 18:27:19 -0500 (EST) From: Chris Sampson Subject: Word (Up!) Ohpelia As for the ongoing latin lesson, I've heard the words pronounced: Curriculum Vitae (cuRRICulum VItee) Bona Fide (BOna FEEday) Semper Fi (semper FYE...fie on't fie! Frailty! Thy name is woman!...er, excuse the politically incorrect Shakespeare episode.....) Meredith: Yeah, I hadn't thought of the Chipper link to Grinders...presumably they called them grinders in New Haven as well as the eastern part of the state..... Chris ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 18:35:06 -0500 (EST) From: Chris Sampson Subject: Pining for Italians!? Meredith, I'd have expected that your parents would be equal opportunity piners....Pining for Italians! Really! " 'e's pinin' for the fjords." Pining for the fjords!? What kinda talk is THAT!? Look, mate, when I purchased this parrot not 'alf and HHour ago, you assured me that his total lack of movement was due to his being particularly drawn out after a prolonged squawk..... Chris ======================================================================== Date: Fri, 14 Jan 1994 13:04:43 +1200 From: sainty_p@kosmos.wcc.govt.nz Subject: RE: stuff Meredith Merily Meth'd: > I was suddenly reminded of a CD I've been meaning to mention around here for > a little while- a compilation of music by New Zealand women came into the > station a couple weeks ago, called _Shrew'd: A Compilation of NZ Women's > Music_. (This means music by people with two X chromosomes, not necessarily > "womyn's music".) I've only had a chance to sample a few tracks, but those > have really stood out in my mind: I can't remember who the other artist was, > but there is one amazine song called "Seas Of The Moon" by a woman named > Sandra Bell. Anybody out there have any more information on her? (Phillip?) Sorry to take so long only to say no, but I'm afraid I haven't come across this album, although I have vague recollections of hearing the title somewhere... I'll check for it in the library, and I'll see if I can hunt down some information on Sandra Bell for you... Philip p.s. can anyone mail me my old ecto-sig? :) ======================================================================== From: Aeren Hawkins Subject: What's in a name? Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 18:06:39 -0600 (CST) > HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Aaron Hawkins!! (I'm confused...how *is* it spelled?) > > Vickie On my birth certificate, the way you and Klaus (thanks, Klaus!) spell it. The people at the public radio station down here send things to Arron, and the nice people who make Always maxis sent a free sample to Erin. I like the way Colleen Doran spelled it in _A Distant Soil_, so I ripped Aeren off from her. Take your pick. :-) My b-day ended up being sponsored by the letter "W": at the library I checked out _Winds of Change_ by you-know-who, and "Wings of Desire", the Wim Wenders film. Someone had beat me to their copy of _Warpaint_, though. I did want to apologize for being so out-of-it lately. Another of the guys I was in Saudi Arabia with died recently, and the governmant is still insisting we didn't get hit with anything. I haven't had any problems yet, and I'm hoping I don't ever, but it does prey on my mind sometimes and make me slightly less cordial than I ought to be. So there are lots of hellos and goodbyes and hmm, good points on this end, they just aren't making it to the list. And the Klaatu barada nikto line ended up in "Toys", too, in the final battle scene. Aeren ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 12:20:00 +0100 From: uli@zoodle.robin.de (Ulrich Grepel) Subject: Sade video tape Hi, yesterday I finally found the compilation video tape from Sade with all (or at least 14) of Sade's videos. Can someone tell me why it is classified as 'free from 12 years of age'? (as opposed to 'free without age limit') Yes, there are a few people shot in one video, and one of them falls off a roof, but this is the very same way as seen everyday on afternoon-TV in police stories. Or is it due to the fact that Sade's back can be seen naked? Wondering, Uli P.S.: The tape is nice! -- Das ist wie mit der Gleichung von Fermat - ein Raetsel, das wir wohl nie loesen werden - Captain Picard, StarTrek TNG, Folge 'Hotel Royal' ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 13:58:00 +0100 From: uli@zoodle.robin.de (Ulrich Grepel) Subject: Re: Any info on Eddi Reader Just found on rec.music.misc: In rec.music.misc article <2grqsr$k9p@dr-pepper.East.Sun.COM> geoff@tyger.East.Sun.COM (Geoff Arnold @ Sun BOS - R.H. coast near the top) wrote: > Just got a copy (imported) of "Mirmama" by Eddi Reader with the Patron > Saints of Indecision. Very nice..... Anyone know what she's up to now? > Any new recording(s)? ("Mirmama" is (p)1992.) And how's her old band > (?Fairground Attraction, I think) doing without her? Anyone of the Eddi Reader fans around here able to help? Ciao, Uli -- Will quote Douglas Adams for food - David Dixon Will feed Douglas Adams for quotes - Alex Gibbs ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 20:30:30 -0400 (EDT) From: Suspended In Duct Tape Subject: Not only did I find God... Hi! Thanks to the keenest human being on the planet (who shall remain nameless, but you know who you are! :>) I have now heard FIVE (count 'em) tracks from _Under The Pink_. Wow. Like, well, wow. I can't wait to hear the rest of the album now!!! The songs I heard are: "Pretty Good Year" "God" "Bells For Her" "Cornflake Girl" "Past The Mission" PGY is catchy and should make an excellent choice for a single. God is good, God is great... ;> I think she's singing the lines like an exclamation, like "god, you're so stupid sometimes" - not as any invocation of a deity. However, I am 100% convinced that the double meaning was intentional on Tori's part! Bells For Her is played on a prepared piano, and for that I will worship it forever. (John Cage was redeemed in my mind when my experimental music class finally got to his prepared piano works. :) Cornflake Girl has an excellent groove, though the lyrics are imo a bit too *too*. But this is only after listen #4, so that opinion is sure to change... Past the Mission turned me off because of its Linda Ronstadt-like style on first listen, but grew on me at once on listen #2. Is that Trent Reznor singing backup, or is this not the track where he appears? This is going to be an amazing album, folks. Tori didn't let me down! Yay!!!!!!!!! Meredith "hangin' with the raisin girls" meth@delphi.com ======================================================================== Date: Fri, 14 Jan 1994 14:48:59 +1200 From: sainty_p@kosmos.wcc.govt.nz Subject: The talking typing tap-dancing cow has a ramble Hullo all! I'm finally getting closeish to being caught up, although there are many stray posts floating about my account, I'm sure :) Anyhow, time for some rambling on recent threads... Thanks to those who corrected me on my Tabula Rasa error... I checked "Imajica" and it even gives "Clean Slate" as a translation right after mentioning it... Guess my memory needs some repairs... anyone know a good service? To someone who mentioned that their voice sounded weird on tape, I thought I'd say that I hate listening to myself on tape - I sound utterly different to how I hear myself when I talk... I guess my tape voice is how others hear me though :\ Erik: *nothing* can eat ecto! :) Happy Birthday to Everyone!!! Welcome back Angelos! Hi to all the new 'philes! Byebye and *HUGS* to those who are leaving us!! :-( Glad you're back in computer-land Meredith! :) I too abhore coffee (despite the rest of my family being addicts) and I am dying to know what "Sleepytime Tea" is!!!!! (not to mention being more than half-interested by the Thai iced tea :) Ally Ally Oxen Free... huh? :-) I played Hide 'n' Seek often, but that phrase has never touched my ears before... I wore sneakers... now I wear shoes... they're exactly the same, but that's just me :) Pop/Soda... Over here we just call a drink by its name! Michael: It seems to me that asking for a regular coffee outside of your regular location is a supremely dangerous action :) Chris: I'd love to hear about multi-tone singing!! Emily & Dave: I recommend Chocolate :) The game I played as a child was known to me as "Ring-a-ring-a-rosie" and we said "atishoo, atishoo, we all fall down" at the end... I had heard of the morbid roots of this game some time ago, and was kinda shocked... Finally, for years at least one possum would hang about under my bedroom window at night practising obscene phone calls... scared hell out of me the first time I heard it :) That's all for the moment... Hugs to all, Philip ======================================================================== Date: Thu, 13 Jan 1994 21:15:32 -0500 (EST) From: King o' Pain Subject: Jane the Subversive Thanks Vickie for your wonderful description of what it's like becoming a Jane Siberry fan. "Subversive" is definitely the right word. The first Jane I heard was _The Speckless Sky_. While I found it kind of interesting, it didn't really do much for me. So, I put it aside and basically relegated Jane to that category of artists that I should like, given my musical tastes, but just can't appreciate. Then, everyone on Ecto began raving about _When I Was a Boy_. I was thoroughly unimpressed. So, I went back to _TSS_. Suddenly, I loved it. I don't know why. It just happened for no reason. I then went back to _WIWAB_ and liked that too. I was finally hooked. I had to have all things Jane. So, I got all the other albums. I immediately liked all of them except _No Borders Here_, which I never really have any desire to hear. I think it's my most listened to Jane album anyway, just because I keep hoping someday it will sneak its way into my subconscious the way all of the other ones have. So far, it hasn't happened. I only like "Mimi on the Beach," and I really consider that song part of _TSS_ because my original vinyl version of _TSS_ has "Mimi" on it. BTW, Vickie, what happened to the rest of the annotated _When I Was a Boy_ that your friend was putting together? I really enjoyed the first installment and was waiting for more. Stuart ______________________________________________________________________________ Stuart Myerburg "I need more things. I need more money. Emory Univ. Law School Don't want to work. Want things for free." labspm@emoryu1.cc.emory.edu -Jane Siberry _o_ |< ______________________________________________________________________________ ======================================================================== The ecto archives are on hardees.rutgers.edu in ~ftp/pub/hr. There is an INDEX file explaining what is where. Feel free to send me things you'd like to have added. -- jessica (jessica@ns1.rutgers.edu)