From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org (fegmaniax-digest) To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: fegmaniax-digest V8 #8 Reply-To: fegmaniax@smoe.org Sender: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk fegmaniax-digest Friday, January 8 1999 Volume 08 : Number 008 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST [Eb ] Who is Betty Friedan? [Richard Plumb at NTAC ] Re: 1000 biffo folks [james.dignan@stonebow.otago.ac.nz (James Dignan)] Re: 1000 biffo folks [james.dignan@stonebow.otago.ac.nz (James Dignan)] Re: 1000 biffo folks [Danielle ] Re: storefront on tour - London showtimes [cinders blue ] Re: O Come and See My Swarming Shrine.... [Eric Loehr ] Re: Paragraph Hitchcock [Terrence M Marks ] Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST ["Daniel Saunders" ] Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST [Eb ] Re: Paragraph Hitchcock [Stewart Russell 3295 Analyst_Programmer ] Re: LIZ PHAIR [Ken Ostrander ] a semi-recent Robyn interview/article [Ken Sabatini ] Re: O Come and See My Swarming Shrine.... [lj lindhurst ] Re: LIZ PHAIR [MARKEEFE@aol.com] Re: a semi-recent Robyn interview/article [MARKEEFE@aol.com] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 17:18:28 -0800 From: Eb Subject: Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST KO: >LIZ PHAIR - WHITECHOCOLATESPACEEGG. she's still our pottymouth girl. Give her a chance to grow up minus the pigeonholing, ok? What lyrics are "pottymouthed" on this album? I don't remember ANYTHING dirty, unless you count a quick reference to female "groundskeeping." Eb ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 10:31:02 -0800 (PST) From: Richard Plumb at NTAC Subject: Who is Betty Friedan? She was the author of The Feminine Mystique, an extremely influential book which many claim was the inspiration for the modern feminist movement. == Richard Plumb reply to either: rplumb@cais.com or billytell@yahoo.com webpage: http://www.dc.net/rplumb/ _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 15:21:10 +1300 From: james.dignan@stonebow.otago.ac.nz (James Dignan) Subject: Re: 1000 biffo folks >James wrote: >>And who the hell is Betty Friedan??? > >Almost 11PM and no reply to this? I didn't think NZ was *that* far away. > James must be making a funny. No, I'm not. Now will someone please answer my question? Who the hell is Betty Friedan??? James James Dignan___________________________________ You talk to me Deptmt of Psychology, Otago University As if from a distance ya zhivu v' 50 Norfolk Street And I reply. . . . . . . . . . Dunedin, New Zealand with impressions chosen from another time steam megaphone (03) 455-7807 (Brian Eno - "By this River") ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 16:15:03 +1300 From: james.dignan@stonebow.otago.ac.nz (James Dignan) Subject: Re: 1000 biffo folks skip my last post - Digest 8/7 just arrived with the answer. And no, I'd never heard of Betty Friedan before. I'd suspect that 90+% of New Zealanders would never have heard the name. Kate Shepard [1], yes; Betty Friedan, no. and yes, it seems there were a few non-white non-middle class non-males in there, but proportionally a fair amount of ethnocentricity [2] remains >What made Columbus do it and no one else? And before you >belittle his personal importance, I think it is important to realize that >Columbus very well may be the second most influential person in the >millennium! Just look at all that unfolded, indeed, is *still* unfolding, >because of him. The fact that he worked for Spain and not England -- who >can possibly measure the amount of difference that small thing has had, >snowballing across the centuries? Would there now be a Greater Aztec >State of Xebljzelda Quailzefegatl? How would have colonial politics gone >a few hundred years later if, perhaps, a Dutch sailor named Mickey Van >Maus had discovered the "New World?" What if Columbus would have been >more sympathetic with the natives or approached a different shore on his >several voyages? Or have been eaten? It's like that apocryphal butterfly >in chaos theory -- one flap of delicate wings is magnified across time >and space to God knows what -- your children having lizard tongues and >donuts raining from the sky, perhaps. . . . yes, but if you're using the butterfly wings idea, then everyone is equally significant in the way the millennium has been shaped (well, perhaps long-lived people near the beginning of it were more significant - where is William the Conqueror? What would the world have been like if England had remained a Scandinavian backwater? And where would he have gotten if Harold [3] hadn't just come back from a big battle at Stamfordbridge earlier in the month (I suspect his army beat Chelsea 4-0). The Normans were more efficient fighters on horseback, due to their invention of the stirrup. Who invented that? Whose role was more significant - Oppenheimer, Fermi, Rutherford, Curie, or Priestley? Herschel or Galileo? John Lennon or Little Richard? Ever see the BBC-TV series "Connections", in which they paid James Burke lots of money to stand in front of a helicopter shouting, and drop items off the tower of Pisa? The most insignificant seeming of things lead to other things, which lead to... an example from the series - Croatian sailors used to travel throughout the Adriatic and around Europe. They became some of the old world's top traders. The main trading centre was in the Netherlands. Because they were often exposed for long periods to the hot Adriatic sun, they wore cloth around their necks to protect themselves. This same style of cloth neckwear became a fashionable item among Dutch merchants, who called it a 'Croatian" (or, in Croatian, "Hrvat"). Today, the top male merchants wear ties around their necks, direct descendants of the cravate which is still occasionally seen. All because the sun is hot in the Adriatic. I've strayed away from what I was saying and now can't remember what it was... People I'd like to have seen on the list (and no, I haven';t had a chance to see it, so they might be on there): - Isambard Kingdom Brunel - Kwame Nkrumah - Marie Curie - Marcus Garvey - Genghis Khan - [4] - Chris Knox [5] James [1] leader of New Zealand's suffrage for women movement. New Zealand became the foirst country to have universal suffrage for women, in 1893. Shepard now features on our $10 bill. [2] my big word for the day [3] those Godwins get everywhere [4] dammit, can't remember his name. The mediaeval Italian painter who first used linear perspective in his work. [5] seriously, I doubt if there are any New Zealanders on the list, except maybe Ernest Rutherford. No Peter Snell, Edmund Hillary, Richard Pearse, or Whina Cooper, let alone Lynn of Tawa. ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 19:43:39 -0800 (PST) From: Danielle Subject: Re: 1000 biffo folks James: > And no, I'd > never heard of Betty Friedan before. I'd suspect that 90+% of New > Zealanders would never have heard the name. Kate Shepard [1], yes; Betty > Friedan, no. Speak for yourself there, sparky. Research for my MA thesis (a possible future interloan from Auckland University library? Give me some circulation figures on that sucka! :)) led me to the conclusion that a *lot* of New Zealand women of a certain age and class were 'awakened' by her discussion of 'the problem that has no name'. I've known who she is since I was about 17, myself. I suppose it depends upon your social circle... There are more sexual lyrics on whitechocolatespaceegg than Eb suggests. 'Boys can make me kick and moan', for one... I am desperately hoping that New Zealand's recent cricket wins are not flukes. Danielle, ready to hear more about Eb's mucus _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 07 Jan 1999 23:02:50 -0500 From: cinders blue Subject: Re: storefront on tour - London showtimes >Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 13:17:00 +0000 >To: fegmaniax-announce@smoe.org >From: Jonathan Turner >Subject: Re: storefront on tour - London showtimes > >>Showing as part of the "NME at the NFT On Tour" Tour: >> >>London Hoxton Square Lux - February 20th & 21st > >Showing at 9pm on Saturday 20th February, and 7pm on >Sunday 21st. > >Neil Young's "Year of the Horse" (Jim Jarmusch) is showing >on the same dates, at 7pm on Saturday 20th and 9pm on Sunday >21st. If you're planning to see both, I'd recommend seeing >Storefront first, since "Horse" is a little louder and may >desensitise your ears (fantastic sound, though, at least at the >showing I saw). > >Tickets for films at the Lux are 6 pounds, box office number >is 0171 684 0201, 4.30pm - 9.30pm Wed - Sun. >Nearest tub is Old Street, "exit 2 and turn left at Rufus St" > > ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 23:27:48 -0500 (EST) From: Eric Loehr Subject: Re: O Come and See My Swarming Shrine.... Bayard (and everyone else), The glasshotel is fabulous! (It looks even better than yesterday!) There's *lot's* of good stuff here, and when robynbase is up in all its glory it'll be great for tape and other weenies alike. Visit -- it's fegalicious. Eric On Thu, 7 Jan 1999, Bayard wrote: > It still has a ways to go (I hope to have the audio and video up soon, > let's say a week) but if you like, visit my robyn site, the glass hotel! > > http://travel.to/glasshotel > > Any and all feedback is most eagerly welcomed! Thrash me, praise me, send > me things to put up! > > I mostly did what I wanted, but it should be useful to at least some of > you. And I think it has very little overlap with the other highly useful > and entertaining robyn sites we all know and love. The "room" called The > Laboratory deals with stuff folks on this list are doing. > > The best is gonna be when JH3 and I finish Robynbase, the Hitchcock Killer > App, and its frontend The Asking Tree. That should be in several weeks > or so. > > Anyway, what are you waiting for? > > =b > > ps. Remind me again of how to get the search engines to list me? > > pps. woj et al, you may add me to your links! > > > ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 00:36:21 -0500 (EST) From: Terrence M Marks Subject: Re: Paragraph Hitchcock On Thu, 7 Jan 1999, VIV LYON wrote: > "Robyn Hitchcock is a kinky, queer, catholic guitarist whose music is > brilliant and rather out of line." or "Ted, Woody and Junior stand in a bath together and cover each other with Pope." Terrence Marks normal@grove.ufl.edu ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 7 Jan 1999 22:57:16 -0800 (PST) From: "Daniel Saunders" Subject: Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST > >LIZ PHAIR - WHITECHOCOLATESPACEEGG. she's still our pottymouth girl. > > Give her a chance to grow up minus the pigeonholing, ok? > > What lyrics are "pottymouthed" on this album? I don't remember ANYTHING > dirty, unless you count a quick reference to female "groundskeeping." What about "Ride"? I agree about the pigeonholing however. Daniel Saunders "I want to be cool tall wonderful and luscious I could have it all if I'd only have this much No need for Lucifer to fall if he'd only keep his mouth shut I want to be involved with you" (going through my head all day today) ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 00:55:58 -0800 From: Eb Subject: Re: ANOTHER BEST OF 98 LIST Daniel Saunders >What about "Ride"? I agree about the pigeonholing however. > >"I want to be cool tall wonderful and luscious >I could have it all if I'd only have this much >No need for Lucifer to fall if he'd only keep his mouth shut >I want to be involved with you" You call that "pottymouthed"??? Eb, whose health is taking another downswing ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 08:54:49 +0000 (GMT) From: Stewart Russell 3295 Analyst_Programmer Subject: Re: Paragraph Hitchcock >>>>> "MARKEEFE" == MARKEEFE writes: MARKEEFE> "a quirky folk-pop guitar hero," Aargh! You used the 'Q' word! Substitute 'whimsical', and I think you've got it. - -- Stewart C. Russell Analyst Programmer, Dictionary Division stewart@ref.collins.co.uk HarperCollins Publishers use Disclaimer; my $opinion; Glasgow, Scotland ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 08:26:54 +0000 (GMT) From: Stewart Russell 3295 Analyst_Programmer Subject: Re: Paragraph Hitchcock >>>>> "Ross" == overbury writes: Ross> You forgot one influence. "Respect is due to" my hero: John Ross> Lennon. I haven't consciously listened to much Beatles, so I wouldn't know. - -- Stewart C. Russell Analyst Programmer, Dictionary Division stewart@ref.collins.co.uk HarperCollins Publishers use Disclaimer; my $opinion; Glasgow, Scotland ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 08:56:22 +0000 (GMT) From: Stewart Russell 3295 Analyst_Programmer Subject: Re: Paragraph Hitchcock >>>>> "Viv" == VIV LYON writes: Viv> "Robyn Hitchcock is a kinky, queer, catholic guitarist whose Viv> music is brilliant and rather out of line." That one would work here. We're quite good on synonyms, and I think the right meaning would come through. - -- Stewart C. Russell Analyst Programmer, Dictionary Division stewart@ref.collins.co.uk HarperCollins Publishers use Disclaimer; my $opinion; Glasgow, Scotland ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 09:22:10 +0000 (GMT) From: Stewart Russell 3295 Analyst_Programmer Subject: Re: O Come and See My Swarming Shrine.... >>>>> "Bayard" == Bayard writes: Bayard> Any and all feedback is most eagerly welcomed! Your glass hotel looks suspiciously like Stirling Castle, or possibly Edinburgh Castle. Bayard> ps. Remind me again of how to get the search engines to Bayard> list me? I use http://www.mmgco.com/t1006in1.html -- it's not perfect, but gets you on or near all the big indexes. WebPromote seems to offer quite a lot, but I doubt the quality of their free tools. - -- Stewart C. Russell Analyst Programmer, Dictionary Division stewart@ref.collins.co.uk HarperCollins Publishers use Disclaimer; my $opinion; Glasgow, Scotland ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 08:33:04 -0400 From: Natalie Jacobs Subject: Ludwig Van >PS Everyone knows that Germans are called things like Baron von >Richthofen, and Dutchmen are called things like Rembrandt van Rijn. So why >is it Ludwig VAN Beethoven and not Ludwig von Beethoven? Beethoven was of Dutch descent - I believe his name means something like "beet garden." However, since "von" is a sign of an aristocratic family, Beethoven liked to hint that he was, in fact, an aristocrat himself. He wasn't. The Quail's defense of Beethoven is excellent - couldn't have said it better myself (and didn't). I can only add to it the words of Schubert, who once asked in despair: "Who can do anything after Beethoven?" n. http://www-personal.umich.edu/~gnat "I will shout until I know what I mean" - Jeff Mangum ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 08 Jan 1999 10:48:32 -0500 From: Ken Ostrander Subject: Re: LIZ PHAIR >>LIZ PHAIR - WHITECHOCOLATESPACEEGG. she's still our pottymouth girl. > > Give her a chance to grow up minus the pigeonholing, ok? > >What lyrics are "pottymouthed" on this album? I don't remember ANYTHING >dirty, unless you count a quick reference to female "groundskeeping." > >Eb i guess i should expect you to quibble. granted, there aren't many dirty bits on this one compared to her other albums; but there are some hard to miss ones in 'shitloads of money' and 'johnny feelgood', and some more oblique ones in 'headache', 'girl's room', 'ride', and 'baby got going'. when i think of 'shitloads of money', i think, "hey, this could have been played on the radio if she had held back a little." of course, i don't give a shit what gets played on the radio; so some subversive part of me smiles. oh, and i don't think i'm categorizing her with my measley two lines. i tried to say a little something about her mellowing out. ease up there buddy. ken "you're lucky to even know me" the kenster ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 10:49:34 -0500 (EST) From: Ken Sabatini Subject: a semi-recent Robyn interview/article Although I've been in "skim-mode" for the past few months, I don't recall seeing this article about Robyn posted, so I thought I'd type out the most interesting pieces before I recycled the paper upon which it is printed. I am leaving out the common knowledge stuff about the history of Robyn's music and the background info. about the Storefront Hitchcock film. So I've decided--given how much material I'm willing to type--which pieces of info I think you Fegs would be interested in. Consider me your personal editor/censor :*) free of charge. And I am typing "Hitchcock" as "H" in most places, purely out of laziness. (By the way: I do not type or write "Christmas" as "Xmas" though--for that would be putting an "X" over "Christ." That's just one of many things I've learned from those years of Catholic school?) ;-> Ken Enough about me, let's begin. From the December edition of the Atlanta "Stomp and Stammer" magazine: "element of light: the silver screen makes room for another hitchcock" by Susan Moll [ . . . ] What began as an adoring bond between artist and fan developed even further. Storefront was filmed at break neck speed over a 2 day period in December 1996. Hitchcock [here-upon typed as "H"], whom Demme dubbed "the Lewis Caroll for the millennium," kicked out the jams with his back to the window in an abandoned building in the Village. "I'd been on a diet so I was in quite good shape," H says. "My trousers were actually slightly too short--I bought a pair that were a size short for me--so my legs look a bit unnaturally long." Aside from its big powerful distributor (MGM) and its director SFront is a distinctly un-Hollywood production that could very well shake the tinsel from Tinseltown. The sources of the action on the celluloid are, simply, H, his six-string, Deni Bonet, her violin, and sometimes Tim Keegan and his guitar. No wowie-zowie effects from Industrial Light and Magic, no stunt doubles, no naughty bits, no sinking boats, no overinflated egos. "He's very easy to work with," H confides of Demme. "He's not one of these guys with a cigar--he hasn't even got an implied cigar. you don't feel that there's this guy walking into a room and you all have to stand back from his presence, you know? He's not pretentious, nor is he grand." [cut] The music is pure, organic, and overdub free. "What you hear is what you see," explains H. "That was a very satisfying thing about making this record . . . It's probably one of the most honest records I've made cause nothing has been fixed up afterwords. I think as a musician, you always want to overdub. You think. 'Yipee!The 24 track machine! I've only used three! LEt's put in multi-track harmonies and piano and everything else!' But very often, that just dilutes the song. The good thing about this record is how undiluted the performances are. There isn't even a great deal of reverb on the voice." "I don't know whether my songs develop or whether they just go in cycles, you know?" H muses. "I go through a cycle of doing songs that are more comic or songs that are more downbeat, or songs with lots of images in them and then songs that are more sparse. I've never really developed any particular way. People sometimes say, 'Oh, man! He's not hiding behind his words anymore.' But I was never hiding behind the words--I just used to have a lot of words. And I realized that having too many words makes you run out of breath, so I try and write songs with fewer words in them now." "I think song writers change" he continues. "You are what nourishes you. You're as good as the soil you grow out of. The same stuff isn't being fed into your system that ya had ten years ago." Between his first encounter with Demme, the filming of Sfront and now, H was, true to form, a busy boy. He contributes bits and pieces to Grant LEe Buffalo's "Jubilee" among other projets de musique. He also put together a new studio album, tentatively titled "Jewels for Sophia" anddue out in May; among his studiomates were Keegan, Peter Buck, and Grant Lee Phillips. "The sessions I did in LA--Grant's on about 3 or 4 songs," H reveals. "He's playing bass, playing guitar, doing harmony, making sort of bleating, shrieking noises. It's all men on their hind legs playing guitar." The day after the interview he barreled off to New York to deposit the first draft of his first novel, tentatively titled, "The Ballad of Jacob Lurch," at his agent's headquarters. ("I won't bore you with the plot," he says, when pressed for details. "suffice it to say that by the end of the book, the beginning couldn't have happened.") On his itinerary was also a stop at the third Sfront screening at the Hamptons. "I've been captured doing what I do at a time when I've been doing it a long time, but not for so long that it's deteriorated or I'm sick of it," H says. "And it should last while I get older, sort of a portrait of Dorian Gray." But don't expect his relationship with Demme to end there. "If it does well, maybe he'll make another one with me on an airship or something, in a barge in the middle of England or something. Or the Epcot center in Florida: "Underwater Hitchcock" or "Seaside Hitchcock." Or "Railroad Hitchcock" in the back of a train. I think there's limitless potential if we could find a backer." It's a mystic trip, indeed. End. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 08 Jan 1999 10:51:58 PST From: "Capitalism Blows" Subject: Straight Outta Enola "Off with his head," muttered The Great Quail distractedly, between bites. "But sir, I don't understand. I simply--" "But *nothing,* Purvis!" The Great Quail jabbed the large drumstick, dripping with Taco Bell sauce, at Purvis' chest, "You accepted payment in *German Marks*! That's a dead currency!" Purvis blanched. He had completely forgotten about the final phaseout of the individual European currencies. Damnation! His contempt for the EMU was no secret in the halls of Great Quail Industries. But now that it had cost him not only his life, but in all likelihood his 401 (k) as well, his enmity verily boiled over. "I'm receiving 200 kilos of contraband tomorrow. I'm leveraged to the gills with Operation Bumblebee, and now I've got nothing to pay for it with but a briefcase full of worthless paper! Idiot! Moreover..." Purvis was all-too-familiar with the intricacies of this series of transactions. He'd ironed out some of the dicier details himself. "...apple maggot quarantine area..." Indeed, it was his inside connection on the Greek waterfront that was the linchpin around which the entire chain of events revolved. "...now the Saniago cartel is going to have 350 metric tonnes of lavendar gourds rotting in a warehouse in Bangkok. And me entertaining the Sultan in two days time!" "Per-perhaps," Purvis stammered, "Perhaps the Wal-Mart Credit Card could--" The gathered Bishops --all of them in the world, in fact, save three-- had long since turned their attention away from the gigantic projection screen and "Quailigula," as The Great Quail's home movies had come to be called. But now some of them even stole a bemused glance at Purvis. And Archbishop Nunez chuckled to himself, "He's clearly grasping at straws." Rising to his feet, The Great Quail bellowed, "Nincompoop!" to mask his shock at Purvis' ingenious suggestion. Of course! The Wal-Mart credit card! Why hadn't he thought of that? He'd received it in the mail just yesterday. Hadn't even gotten around to signing it yet. You couldn't just go charging 200 kilos of Thai heroin to Sam Walton, of course. But where there was a line of credit, there was a way to do *anything.* The Great Quail new that for a surety. Yes, He would be placing a phone call to Scottsdale to retain the services, yet again, of, "The Laundryman." Those lavendar gourds would yet be His! But he had a more pressing matter. Pinwheeling the half-eaten drumstick across the great hall, he continued, "Do the words 'Maastricht zone of prudence' mean *nothing* to you?" "Maastricht zone of prudence?" Bishop Galle mouthed silently to Bishop Romariao. Both had turned completely around in their chairs now, giving up even the pretense of watching the home movies. Purvis was confused. What did European austerity measures have to do with Wal-Mart? "I...I..." "Off with his head," sneered The Great Quail. Then, turning to Maura, "I'll be in my study. Bring me another quart of Taco Bell sauce...*Fresh!* This tastes like day-old turd." He rose to leave. The Centurians (who were paid in neither American Dollars nor the Euro, but in Vietnamese Dong) whistled happily as they gripped Purvis and began leading him to the Chopping Room. For, they received time-and-a-half for any and all executions performed. Purvis, sensing that it was now or never, screamed at The Great Quail's receding back, "Allen Ruch!" The Great Quail stopped dead in his tracks as there was a great collective intake of breath. This was an audacious play even for a dead man! Everyone knew The Great Quail *detested* being called by his Christian name. Even Dr. Hiboshi, who spoke no English, seemed to sense the gravity of the situation before the translation came over his earpiece. But Purvis twisted the knife yet further: "On the street, you're known only as 'The Tyrant'!" The Great Quail had no reason to doubt the veracity of Purvis' statement. Purvis had never been one to lie about affairs of the heart. Attempting --for the most part unsuccessfully-- to hide his emotions, The Great Quail strode over to where the drumstick had landed. He picked it up, crossed over to where the guards were holding Purvis, signaled them to open his mouth wide, and lodged the drumstick vertically inside. The Great Quail then hysterically shrieked, "OFF WITH HIS FUCKING HEAD!" the tears streaming down his face. With a whisk of his great cape, he fled the room. His audible sobs caught the assembled clergy quite by surprise: The Great Quail took the first word of his official title --Benevolent Chairperson For Life-- a great deal more seriously than was commonly imagined. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 14:05:49 -0500 From: lj lindhurst Subject: Re: O Come and See My Swarming Shrine.... >>>>>> "Bayard" == Bayard writes: > > Bayard> Any and all feedback is most eagerly welcomed! > >Your glass hotel looks suspiciously like Stirling Castle, or possibly >Edinburgh Castle. Yes, and it's COLD in there. Will you scatter a few space heaters around? ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 14:42:47 EST From: MARKEEFE@aol.com Subject: Re: LIZ PHAIR In a message dated 99-01-08 10:50:57 EST, you write: << >>LIZ PHAIR - WHITECHOCOLATESPACEEGG. she's still our pottymouth girl. > > Give her a chance to grow up minus the pigeonholing, ok? > >What lyrics are "pottymouthed" on this album? I don't remember ANYTHING >dirty, unless you count a quick reference to female "groundskeeping." > >Eb i guess i should expect you to quibble. granted, there aren't many dirty bits on this one compared to her other albums; but there are some hard to miss ones in 'shitloads of money' and 'johnny feelgood', and some more oblique ones in 'headache', 'girl's room', 'ride', and 'baby got going'. >> To my ears, "Whitechoc" is just Liz Phair being herself and not trying to be, well, anything but herself. And that includes "pottymouthed" or shocking or revolutionary or anything else. One could tally up the sexual innuendos or "dirty words" on the album, but I don't see that there'd be much point to it. In fact, I think there would be more reason to count the times on a really mainstream album that someone *didn't* use an expletive, even though it probably would have served the song better if they had. My point being that I think Liz Phair neither censored herself nor did she intentionally riddle her songs with shocking material just for the sake of making a point. Oh, for whoever had that stanza for "Perfect World" going through his (?) head all day (and it is a good one!), the first line is actually: "I want to be tall, cool, *vulnerable*, and luscious" (even better than you'd remembered it!). - ------Michael K. ------------------------------ Date: Fri, 8 Jan 1999 15:01:13 EST From: MARKEEFE@aol.com Subject: Re: a semi-recent Robyn interview/article In a message dated 99-01-08 10:51:00 EST, you write: << And I am typing "Hitchcock" as "H" in most places, purely out of laziness. (By the way: I do not type or write "Christmas" as "Xmas" though--for that would be putting an "X" over "Christ." That's just one of many things I've learned from those years of Catholic school?) ;-> >> Along with the Dead Sea Scrolls, scholars have recently found the Reanimated Lakeside Tic-Tac-Toe Leaflets, a collection of Tic-Tac-Toe games played between Christ and Judas during their leisure hours. Scholars believe that Christ, in these many games of Tic-Tac-Toe, always elected to represent his moves with the letter 'X,' and Judas with the letter 'O.' Therefore, it's not at all inappropriate for one to put an 'X' over Christ; in fact, he might have liked it that way :-) - ------Michael K., who believes that a guy like Jesus must've had a sense of humor, despite usually having to be a bit on the serious side. ------------------------------ End of fegmaniax-digest V8 #8 *****************************