From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@ecto.org To: fegmaniax-digest@ecto.org Reply-To: fegmaniax@ecto.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@ecto.org Subject: Feg Digest V5 #150 Fegmaniax Digest Volume 5 Number 150 Monday June 30 1997 To post, send mail to fegmaniax@ecto.org To unsubscribe, send mail to majordomo@ecto.org with the words "unsubscribe fegmaniax-digest" in the message body. Send comments, etc. to the listowner at owner-fegmaniax@ecto.org FegMANIAX! Web Page: http://remus.rutgers.edu/~woj/fegmaniax/index.html Archives are available at ftp://www.ecto.org/pub/lists/fegmaniax/ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Today's Topics: ------- ------- Re: filing music Re: Crab rangoon? Robyn! Do Something!! more movies Re: Crab rangoon? Viva Sea Tac II (again? No, just Finally.) Re: administrivia ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 18:13:27 -0400 From: kenster@MIT.EDU (Ken Ostrander) Subject: Re: filing music with roughly 1500 records and 1500 compact disks i've found the need to sort them in some way. both are alphabetical by artist. my records are kept in strict order with various artist releases sorted by title. compact disks are just sort of thrown together by letter with compilations and soundtracks all at the end. this is to save rearranging everything when i get a new disk. my roomate keeps all of her disks in strict order in a couple of revolving towers and has to shift all of the disks to make space for a new purchase. many of my boxes that i keep all my vinyl in are starting to bulge as well. i try to keep everything by an artist together even when they use different names. of course, there is always my "lazy piles" of stuff i haven't gotten around to putting back. my librarian quit. it is impossible to keep track of disks i've lent to friends and to tell the difference when someone has just taken something. sigh. one of these days, i'm gonna get myself organi-zised. KEN ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 18:17:46 -0400 (EDT) From: Bayard Subject: Re: Crab rangoon? > > i'm thinking of making the total spoken robyn experience tape [...] > > What we need is something like the James Earl Jones site, where > they've got zillions of one-word samples so you can make JEJ say anything > you want. Except I bet you couldn't make James Earl Jones say anything > about crustacea. are they one-word samples, or phonyms? you wouldn't have to sample every word, just every sound. I hesitate to ask, but-- what are the legal implications? Does one's voice belong to one? > P.S. Give generously to the Robyn Rarities Reviews site! what sort of rarities are we reviewing? ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 16:28:34 -0700 From: Nick Winkworth Subject: Robyn! Do Something!! All I can say is: Thank god for digests. I may not be in "lurk mode" yet, but it sure has been taking less time to scan through the darn things in recent days. Seems to me that the root of the problem is that there's simply not much Robyn related activity just now. The tour is over, it's been a while since the last release, new material has been aired and not much new output is in view for a while. There's the Rhino compilation, and the movie to speculate on, I suppose, but that's old news for most of us. It's a funny thing that the less there is to talk about, the more gets said. As ever, woj's comments are right on the money. Things would get a lot better fast if we occasionally engage some of our astounding collective brainpower before hitting that SEND key. Of course, what we really need is for Robyn to do something controversial that we can all gossip over. Maybe he should marry Lisa Marie, convert to Islam, cross the Atlantic in a hot-air balloon...oh, I don't know...*something*! What would YOU like Robyn to do, to hit the headlines this summer? It would be great pre-publicity for the movie - his publicist is probably already thinking of some of these. (& how do you think it would affect his recorded output?) Remember where he'll look if he wants to know what he's up to...? ~N OK so maybe it's just a stoopid thread idea. So shoot me. At least it's not about ranking our favorite candy bars or alphabetizing our spice racks. ;) NO! I know what you're thinking. DON'T FOLLOW UP ON THE CANDY BARS IDEA!! ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 20:20:13 -0400 From: twofangs/randi spiegel Subject: more movies Terrence Marks wondered: > And I guess I'm the only dude who likes "Harvey" around here. > (did "Mr. Smith goes to Washington" get any votes?) Mike Godwin declared: > Anything with James Stewart in it is OK with me - I prefer 'Destry >Rides Again' to 'Harvey', though! Well, I didn't put Harvey in my Top 10...it would make my Top 20 however... I love watching James Stewart...The Philedelphia Story is one of my faves...and it did make my Top 10 :) And Eb expressed: > Eb, who also almost walked out of Pulp Fiction...but during the early > Travolta/Thurman segment, which he found self-consciously "hip" to an > unbearable degree I must say..."Self-consciously "hip" to an unbearable degree," is the best description of QT that I've ever heard... fading back into yesterday before tomorrow comes, Randi *what scares you most will set you free* - Robyn Hitchcock ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 19:50:52 -0500 (EST) From: Tracy Aileen Copeland Subject: Re: Crab rangoon? On Mon, 30 Jun 1997, Bayard wrote: > > What we need is something like the James Earl Jones site, where > > they've got zillions of one-word samples so you can make JEJ say anything > > you want. > > are they one-word samples, or phonyms? you wouldn't have to sample every > word, just every sound. Caveat: I have not seen, uh, heard this site, just heard about it from a friend. My impression is that they're one-word samples. Phonemes wouldn't be enough - you'd need all the allophones, and a program sensitive enough to recognize where to put all the aspiration and nasalization, or users clued-in enough to know the ins and outs of whichever phonetic alphabet you use. > I hesitate to ask, but-- what are the legal implications? Does one's > voice belong to one? > Probably whatever copyright applied to the source being sampled would apply to the sounds. > > P.S. Give generously to the Robyn Rarities Reviews site! > > what sort of rarities are we reviewing? > Anything that's hard-to-find but might be found for sale ... promo-only items, miscellaneous EPs and singles, bootlegs, that sort of thing. It's meant to be a sort of consumers' guide; I mean, you can look up how twenty-five dollars for _The Man Who Invented Himself_ compares to the going rate, but it's harder to decide whether it's worth a day's pay at your slave-labor job to pick up a disk and risk finding out that you already have all the tracks on other records. Oh, well, what the hell. You can find the work in progress at http://www.indy.net/~toast/indices ; don't panic if you get 403 errors on some of the pages, or if things look screwy - I haven't bothered setting the permissions on incomplete pages, even though I assure you they have all been created; I also don't have any of the cover scans up. I hadn't planned to post the URL until I got some reviews, but maybe looking at the titles I've already listed will give would-be reviewers a clearer idea what I'm looking for. Note: I know I don't have any fancy tables or anything like that on these pages; they're meant to be viewable in any browser. Really, I mean that, any browser. I've checked it out in a couple of different ones - if it doesn't work in yours, drop me a line explaining the problem and I'll see what I can do about it. Tracy -- How is it that you fail to perceive that I did not speak about bread? - Matthew 16:11 ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 18:32:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Capuchin Subject: Viva Sea Tac II (again? No, just Finally.) (I wrote this throughout the day at work and just noticed how rambling and long it is. If it's awful, don't read it. I'm just bored.) OK, kids. I think two and a half weeks is enough time to let the dust settle from the show and get out my two cents. You've asked, and now you're getting. We all know the show was amazing. And yeah, I'd have to say it's the best show I've attended ever (That's saying alot, and that's where I'm standing). A little talk about the Crocodile Cafe before the show... I had no idea how shows were treated at the Croc so I wanted to get there plenty early and make sure I got in comfortably and early. For those of you that don't know, the Crocodile Cafe is a regular cafe day and evening that is shut down and becomes a 21+ bar and music club after around 9pm. I think I actually walked in around seven. I took a cab over to the cafe and the driver didn't have any change at all (golly, I love Seattle) so I had to run in and get some. The driver was waiting so I was in a hurry and a typical Jeme-style headless panic. I ran in and asked the fellow at the counter for change... he said try the bar. I ran back to the bar... got change, and nearly sprinted out the front door to give my money to the driver. On my way through the door, I jumped to a halt about a quarter of an inch from a big yellow shirt filled with rows of oversized crayons. Yeah, I almost smacked Robyn to the ground. (Granted I only come up to the man's chest, but I had significant momentum and he was just strolling along.) I looked up and said "Oh... hi." Robyn blinked. I ran around him and paid the cabbie. I went back up to the counter and sat by our own Karen (of the twin fegs of Portland, OR). I made the ridiculous mistake of confusing Karen with Carole (it won't happen again... it was a silly mistake). And I witnessed Karen's loss of apetite as she watched Robyn unpack T-shirts. He had three undecorated cones in his hand as he walked back into the bar. I talked for a bit with Karen (probably needlessly pestering). I considered going up and asking Robyn for a T-shirt design for the list. I was torn between my desire for a cool, original design and my respect for our tall, musical friend's privacy. Karen and I decided to let him be. After I bit I wandered over to the door, hanging out and waiting for the cafe to close so they'd start selling admission. I had a word with some of Robyn's entourage (who was the red haired guy again? And the what's the name of the fellow with the "Your favorite band sucks." T-shirt?). While standing by the door, an odd thing happened. Folks started showing my their ID upon entering. After two or three of this (and constant urging by the red-haired fellow), I began carefully inspecting the identification and even requesting it from those that didn't offer it upon entrance. And while others were suggesting I take seven bucks from as many as would give it, I decided that was a bad idea. Robyn fans in a frenzy may be like gently swaying plants, but there are still plants I'd rather not have swaying across my path. Contrary to anything asserted by Al Capone, Jr., there is no larceny in me. I have no idea where the DOB is kept on a Washington State Driver's License and I inspected no less than three different varieties of said identification that night at the Croc. I would just look at it closely, flip it over and check that there was printing on the reverse side, and hand it back. It was silly. I'm curious to see if I checked any of your cards. Did I? While checking ID, I met several other fegs from around the area and from far off lands. Some folks seemed to remember me from San Francisco last November when I asked everyone present, individiually, if they knew where I could stay the night cheaply. All in all, it was a pleasant social gathering. Well, after a while a fellow came up and took my money and checked my ID and stamped my hand and we all moved over to the Planned Parenthood booth. Free condoms and stuff. It was a sponsorship deal. Always be kind to your sponsors. And eventually they openned up the T-shirt/cone concession. The Viva Sea-Tac II shirts were interesting and one fellow said there was more demand for them than the show itself. Three cones were eventually brought forward. A woman near me bought one. I bought the other two. I caught hell for that. I just might be the greedy bastard Karen claims I am. My cones are cool. One cone is El Proximo Ultimo Cone. The other is "The Twilight of the Cones". Are these the last two cones? Can anyone attest to more cones being brought forward after the original three? I'm tempted to assume, by the name and nature of these two, that they are the final cones. And yeah, Mr. Runion-to-stand-still, I'll eventually get you some pictures. Right now, though, I'm really tempted to make nifty Quicktime VR movies out of them so you can rotate the cones on your own. We'll see what happens. Hrrm... eventually, the show began. Tim and Scott and the drummer fellow did Ted, Woody & Junior, as you all know. It was really good. Scott made fun of Tim's banana. They had fun. Until that point, I wasn't sure what to expect. Usually when rock greats get together outside their usual groupings, you get lots of covers due to the lack of rehearsal time most covers require. I half expected a night of Dylan, Hendrix and Beatles tunes. But as was said before, that opening piece set the tone: Viva SeaTac is a thing of Robyn Hitchcock. I was pleased. I've never been a big fan of Young Fresh Fellows. Never bought an album. Saw them live a few times several years ago (including opening for They Might Be Giants in Portland in maybe 1992 which seemed more because of the line in Twistin' than anything else). Their set was ok and kind of interesting. The guitarist fellow was kind of annoying (Not Scott and not the bass player man). I hate to say it, but I was pleased when it ended. Robyn played. It was bordering mystical. I'm not a religious man, nor even a spiritual one. I was... elevated. Several solo tunes that just made me glad I wasn't anywhere else. Tim came up and played Madonna of the Wasps and Superkeen with Robyn. They had fun and MOTW made me just a touch floaty. Robyn played some more solo things. Beautiful Queen and Chinese Bones made me very happy. Eventually someone else came out and helped. Then another player, then another. And while the sign on the counter at the entrance to the venue stated it would be Young Fresh Fellows, Robyn Hitchcock and then Popsycle Shoppe Incident, there was only a clear line between YFF and Robyn. The rest was a slow blur. Let's just say that the whole affair made me remember that guitar rock really CAN BE a legitimate form of expression. (ooh, I'm going to get killed for that one) There were covers I didn't recognize and thankfully few of them. There were too many cameras! As I am led to understand, Robyn asked several people to take photos from the audience. I'm an accomodating man. I gladly let people pass through in the crowd. Pausing for a moment to take a few pictures is ok. I'm not against such things on principle. I just hate flashes. Flash photography is annoying and, in my opinion, disruptive and rude. I told someone that and they got very upset with me. She said "Robyn TOLD ME to take these pictures!" And I said "That's fine and good, it's still annoying." It was loud, there was miscommunication. If that was someone reading this, understand my viewpoint and that it was not a personal attack nor was it an effort to control your behavior. Does a flash photo bother anyone else as much as it does me? A bald fellow that happened to be a very poor (or at least inexperienced) photographer kept trying to nudge his way into our little circle of acquaintances. After some time, he took Karen's spot. I felt personally violated. I hate misquotes. So if someone can correct me from a verifiable source (i.e. recording), please do. But I believe "Give It To The Soft Boys" was introduced with "This one goes out to Andy, Morris and Kimberly" (in that order) in a fairly sincere voice. Robyn took a step back about to play, then paused, half-smiled and stepped back to the mic to add "let's hope it never reaches them". The song was amazing. It was the only time Peter Buck smiled that I noticed. Were there new/different versus? I don't know every variation of most Soft Boys material and am really only familiar with their four or so bigtime commercial releases, so please fill me in if you can. It seemed there were some significantly different lyrics in places. It also seemed like the annoying guitar fellow from young Fresh Fellows (the man so excited about the 40 strings used to produce Queen of Eyes) was just plain screaming during the nifty howl thing. That man bothered me. But as was said, the set list wasn't significantly different from the rest of the tour. The band fleshed out some things and just made it a richer experience. Robyn did act differently than when he's alone. He was happier in demeanor. He didn't play so many of the down songs. He also didn't talk so much, which disappointed me in particular. I had a DAT machine in my hotel room after taping some meetings at Microsoft (yeah, I played off the week in Seattle as a business trip. It was grand) and didn't even THINK to bring it to the show. Same goes for the Tuesday night show at the nameless little bar. I'm still kicking myself. Next time, next time. In the mean time, who was it that's making all those copies? Can I be queued in? After the show, we hung out for ages waiting for the red-haired Robynfriend to get someone a T-shirt. However, he became much more interested in a young, scantily clad fangirl and paid us not the attention he promised. The woman taking flash photos that seemed so disturbed by my comments did take my name and addressed and said she'd send me copies of the photos. That was kind, but I'm not holding my breath. Eventually, we left. The two fellows with whom I ended up spending most of my time had families or somesuch obligation and left. By then most had disappeared into the night. Seattle has the odd property of closing down completely at 2am. I just went back to my hotel, lay down in bed, and listened to the ringing in my ears. Yours. J. ________________________________________________________ J A Brelin Capuchin ________________________________________________________ ------------------------------ From: Terrence M Marks Date: Mon, 30 Jun 1997 22:08:37 -0400 (EDT) Subject: Re: administrivia Asked just because I can't be the *only* guy who wonders... Has anyone ever been kicked off of this list? Terrence Marks Remember-Jesus is your friend. normal@grove.ufl.edu ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The End of this Fegmaniax Digest. *sob* .