From: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org (fegmaniax-digest) To: fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Subject: fegmaniax-digest V8 #118 Reply-To: fegmaniax@smoe.org Sender: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-fegmaniax-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk fegmaniax-digest Thursday, April 1 1999 Volume 08 : Number 118 Today's Subjects: ----------------- Re: This is just too unbelievable... [Joel Mullins ] Re: various heresies [Eb ] Re: various heresies [Bayard ] thanks, y2k compliance, crabby [Mark_Gloster@3com.com] hey eb ["Capitalism Blows" ] ebwatch [dmw ] hey eddie [Eb ] enter the dragon ["Capitalism Blows" ] Happy April Fools Day [Terrence M Marks ] Eat The Scoop! [Eb ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 17:49:46 -0800 From: Joel Mullins Subject: Re: This is just too unbelievable... MARKEEFE@aol.com wrote: > I don't work with computers (just use them in a very everyday sort of > way); I just use my computer for music and porn. > never have watched Dr. Who; I don't even know who that is. > like Monty Python a lot but have never > memorized more than a few lines here or there; I've watched some Monty Python, but I'm not a big fan and the only lines I know are the lyrics to "Every Sperm is Sacred." Personally, I prefer Mel Brooks. > have only ever read _The > Hobbit_ (but none of the others); I've never read this, nor Lord of the Rings, nor any other fantasies. I've read very little of the FegBooks. I'd rather read Steinbeck and Kerouac. > I own and even watch TV with fair regularity; I watch tv everyday. I love tv! I love sit-coms! > don't know any weird foreign languages; I did take 3 semesters of Russian but I didn't study, so the only thing I know how to say is "Excuse me please, where's the post office?" That should come in handy if I ever need to mail a letter while in Moscow. > drive a car (a Honda Accord, no > less!); Yes, I drive a car too. A Mitsubishi pick-up. How could I not? Public transportation doesn't exist in Texas. > eat fast food sometimes; I eat fast food sometimes. Do Fegs not eat fast food? Why? Fegs aren't health nuts and vegetarians are they? > donate money to pro-smoking campaigns; I buy a pack of cigarettes a day, no matter how much they raise the price. Is that considered donating? > vote Republican; And I thought I was the only one. > and regularly wear sleeveless shirts with 80's slogans on them. Well, I don't do this. At least not the sleeveless part. With my skinny-ass biceps, I'd get laughed at if I wore sleeveless shirts. > Other than that, though, I defy anyone to be *less* geeky than I > am and, therefore, more deserving of being projectile vomitted from the list. Well, I think I could give you a run for your money, Michael. Are Fegs alcoholics? I've got a pretty good size drinking problem that might make me *less* geeky than others. And I'm proud of it. I never really though of myself as being unFeglike. Does this mean that Michael and I have to leave the list? Joel ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 16:56:50 -0800 From: Eb Subject: Re: various heresies Quail: >Indeed, I think than >Vineland would make a great Cohen Brothers movie; although Oliver Stone >would be an interesting choice as well. Well, at least misspelling "Coen" isn't as bad as misspelling "Shaun Cassidy." But...OLIVER STONE???? Hmm...lemme think about this a sec. Tim Burton and Terry Gilliam...visual, surreal knack, but way too shaky a grip on pacing and storytelling. Umm...Peter Greenaway? Nah. Scorsese? Hmm...sure, that would work. And yeah, the Coens would work too. I dunno, no shining answer comes to me. Maybe it would help if I had ever gotten around to reading that copy of Vineland which I bought from the $4.99 clearance rack years ago. ;) Hey, how about the man who directed Boogie Nights? Can't recall his name. And, um, that "2001" dude who recently died would've done a nice job, too. Speaking of films, I saw a *hilariously* entertaining movie a couple of nights ago: "Dr. Sardonicus." It's an old William Castle film, about a man whose face was frozen into this horrible smiling-skull expression, after he dug up his father's grave to get a winning lottery ticket which was accidentally buried along with him. The shock of opening the coffin and seeing his father's rotting features was so great that the guy's face froze into a simulation of the expression. Thanks to the lottery money, the guy then became a rich Baron and picked up a tasty Ann Margret-esque wife, but he always had to wear a plastic mask to hide his grisly disfigurement. The wife's Great Lost Love happened to be this brilliant doctor in London with a gift for treating muscle paralysis (I don't know the actor, but he looked remarkably like a non-athletic version of David Hasselhoff), so the Baron summoned the old flame to their typical fog-swept, dark-forest castle. The story took place in the 19th century, you see, so medical science was a lot more primitive. Anyway, I don't want to spoil the plot, so I'll stop my synopsis. The film opened with a wry introduction from Castle himself, and Castle also popped on the screen at the end, to take a pretend "poll" of the audience to see how we "voted" on what fate should befall the evil Baron. Apparently, in the film's original showing, all the folks in the audience were given "thumbs up/down" cards to flash at the screen during this crucial moment. Ha! Other nifty things about the film: a sobbing maid tied up, with leeches all over her face (yep, the Baron was doing some medical research of his own), and creepy old Oscar Gomolka playing the one-eyed "Igor"-type character. Gotta love that! Oh, and the funniest part of all was the doctor's "technique" of paralysis treatment. Basically, it boiled down to simply a MASSAGE, and putting a warm towel on the paralyzed area for "30 seconds -- no more, no less." Yeah, right -- I'm sure we can all imagine what horror would befall a patient who had a warm compress on an area for 29 or 31 seconds, instead! Surprisingly good direction and production values, too. I've never seen a Castle film before, but I always guessed he was an idiot-savant Ed Wood type. Nope, not at all. Charming guy onscreen too -- he had an infectious, twinkling-eye smile which kinda reminded me of John Mahoney from "Frasier." Pac Man on ya, Eb ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 20:11:26 -0500 (EST) From: Bayard Subject: Re: various heresies > Pac Man on ya, > Eb Pac Man? Why Pac Man? ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 17:55:49 -0800 From: Mark_Gloster@3com.com Subject: thanks, y2k compliance, crabby Thanks to those who have provided positive witness for my geekdom. I forgot to mention that I don't actually have the Eb Suburban Warfare Action figure set with Kung-fu grip, but the damn things have been sold out in stores since Halloween. I'm glad it looks like I can stay here. The universe looks like a cold and scary place with lots of hydrogen and stupidity and very little else by comparison, but I seem to be looking through Frank Zappa-colored glasses. - -- About Y2K: I haven't lost a fegnanomillibananosecond of sleep over this. The applications and files for which I care most are all Macintosh. It will only inconvenience me slightly if my PC dies (will I notice the difference?) My UNIX stuff barely concerns me, though that's primarily from whence my income emanates. In all cases, it's somebody else's problem to make sure this stuff works. If it doesn't, it will quickly, as there are a lot of paranoid and angry people who will make a big deal out of it with my proxy. I've also tested some of the things by changing the date on my computer and everything seems to work as poorly or as well as it does now. Y2K impresses me as one of those things that a great many people can find to become unitedly paranoid about. I'm just one of those folks who doesn't choose to be particularly paranoid about anything except my ability to hang with you nice folk. I think a strong computer virus would bring me more trouble to me than y2k. Although my PC at work is somewhat insulated due to the fact that some of the really smart viri work against email programs and Lotus Notes hardly qualifies. - -- FYI, Jeme actually did say, if not in a crowded firehouse, in my living room, that he, indeed, was "_not_ crabby!" (I can't remember for sure if Donne actually offered him feminine hygiene products when he blurted this out.) He also called me a big dork. One of Jeme's statements is considerably less true than the other*. Perhaps Jeme is usually only crabby via email- he is wonderful in person (unless he's uptight about the possible perception of others of his own similarity to shellfish.) I have postulated before that he and I have inverse problems; how he is just sparkling as a human and via email he can seem, well, maybe a little crabby sometimes, whereas I am quite forgettable in person, tending to take on the charm and vigor of bean curd, but via electronic media take on a more fleshy, almost palpable, but not necessarily palatable persona. *- the "dork" statement has survived completely without dispute, though some discussion has spawned about the particular definition of said word. May pacman bless you with kung-fu grip, - -Markg ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 18:23:32 PST From: "Capitalism Blows" Subject: hey eb what happened with your ben folds interview? i'm curious to know if you flat out told him something like, "your new album sucks hard. if you died tomorrow, i'd be happy to spread the news far and wide. care to comment?" or if you just threw up a bunch of softballs. Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 21:44:25 -0500 (EST) From: dmw Subject: ebwatch on page 355 of catherine asaro's _the last hawk_, a character called "Eb," is introduced. he or she is apparently captain of a sort of honor guard. if the surreal posse does not sufficiently address this ongoing encroachment of characters named "Eb" into modern paperback fiction (i refer you to the earlier example in the works of stephanie barron, op. cit.), i may be forced to take matters into my own hand. - -- d., trying to stay sober for a night. tolkein? who's tolkein? n.p. prey _lick the boot!_ "pictures of perfection make me sick and wicked." -- miss jane austen - - oh no!! you've just read mail from doug = dmw@radix.net dmw@mwmw.com - - get yr pathos:www.pathetic-caverns.com -- books, flicks, tunes, etc. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 19:58:16 -0800 From: Eb Subject: hey eddie >what happened with your ben folds interview? i'm curious to know if you >flat out told him something like, "your new album sucks hard. if you >died tomorrow, i'd be happy to spread the news far and wide. care to >comment?" or if you just threw up a bunch of softballs. I just finished transcribing the interview, actually. And now I'm out the door to the Sebadoh/Richard Buckner show. No, Eddie, I didn't tell him that his album "sucks hard." You learn how to phrase questions so they're not criticisms. For instance, I'm dismayed at how little the new album "rocks." So I asked him something like, "It seems like this album has less of that Jerry Lee Lewis-style primal pounding...is that intentional?" You remove the judgment, and just ask about the characteristic, y'know? I did tell him straight out that this album had more of a "solo star, with backing players" feel to me, and that I didn't really like that. Here's his response: "You know, in a funny way, it's totally the opposite of that. But that's what's so hard for Robert and Darren. I mean, they're honorable musicians. That is, we all try to be. And sometimes that means supporting, and sometimes that means putting a lot of energy into something you're not getting credit for. And that may be going on with the record. I hate it for them if it's true, because they really had more to do with this record than anything we've even thought about doing before. This record really pushed the issue of 'When do you call something a co-write?' I had written the music and the lyrics, true, and that's what you put down in the songbook. But we all collaborated on the album as it came out. It's getting really close to the whole band writing the songs, although you still can't really see it on paper. I brought in these songs and they were done, but Robert and Darren did a lot. And it would be a lot easier for Robert to just jizz all over my vocals with fuzz bass, and get credit for being a cool bass player. A lot less skill would be involved with that, than with things he's doing on the record where it's like he's doing something notable but giving me space. It's just growing up." So there you go. Then as a followup question, I observed that there are a lot less group vocals, and that when backing vocals DO come in, they're produced differently, farther back in the ambience of the mix and with more reverb. His response: "Yeah, I think we just really weren't into hearing the Beach Brothers or the Statler Boys, on this particular album. And when they're used on this one, we used them in places which are a little more traditional, and they were created in a little more traditional way. But it's really gratifying that the songs didn't turn into a three-ring circus, and hopefully they come across as the songs. That's the idea. Whether we pulled it off or not, that's another story. But we used to spend a lot of time on backing vocals which were very unnatural to perform, very unnatural to record and turned up very unnaturally loud. And I think that's a style, and that's a mark. But you know, you can just sit down and play a Bob Dylan song on the guitar. You don't have to have all those other motherfuckers going 'ahhhh' all the time. So, we just wanted to do something different." He defended himself pretty well, I think. He also said that he knows this album doesn't have a hit on it, and that he'll be perfectly happy if it sells half as many copies as the last one. He seemed quite savvy about the promotional end of things. Incidentally, he curses a lot, and isn't too grammatical. I had to twist his phrasing in a lot of little places, to make his thoughts understandable and smooth. Eb, who kinda liked it when he used the word "jizz"...heh ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 31 Mar 1999 20:28:50 PST From: "Capitalism Blows" Subject: enter the dragon remember that guy in Slacker that was working on a jfk conspiracy book? and he was excitedly telling the girl in the bookstore, "oh yeah! and i've just expanded and expanded on it..." etc.? i'm kind of hoping this will turn into that type of project. it's bare-bones minimum yet. but as you can see, i've given him his own subdirectory, so there's indeed room to grow. anybody wants to pass along any anecdotes, soundbites, links, what have you, you're heartily encouraged to do so. it's up and running, although the *text* is taking a shit long time to load, which is weird (and isn't happening on any of my other pages.) if this problem persists, i'll have to look into it. but until then, enjoy. . Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 1 Apr 1999 02:18:03 -0500 (EST) From: Terrence M Marks Subject: Happy April Fools Day After weeks & weeks of organization, I got 28 of the best cartoonists on the internet (and me) to switch strips for a day! If you like amusing things, you should check it out. It may even make the papers (let me know if you see anything about it) http://grove.ufl.edu/~normal/switch.html http://www.astronerdboy.com/switch.html Terrence Marks Unlike Minerva (a comic strip) http://grove.ufl.edu/~normal normal@grove.ufl.edu ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 1 Apr 1999 03:39:36 -0800 From: Eb Subject: Eat The Scoop! Don't delete this yet...you'll probably want to read this one. It's late and I'm tired, so excuse any uncharacteristic grammatical lapses. OK, so I went to the Sebadoh/Richard Buckner show tonight, at the Troubadour. Got there a few minutes into Buckner's set. Buckner was performing as a duo, him sitting parallel to the front of the stage on a chair, playing guitar and singing, and facing across the stage at a female drummer pounding away. The set was just like the Buckner record I heard last year -- certainly plenty of heart and authenticism and all that, but a bit too straightforward for my personal tastes and too many monotonous, strummy songs which sounded all alike. And his singing isn't nearly expressive enough for me. But you have to root for someone like that -- I heard from someone at the show that he's dropped from MCA now. Aww. Now, about halfway through Buckner's set, I spotted Rick Gershon (Warner Bros. publicist, major Robyn Hitchcock fanatic) several feet away. I thought I'd go over and say hi, and perhaps get a bit of Jewels for Sophia news to pass on to the Fgz and Ebmaniax. But not long after I saw him, he left the main room and went out to the bar area. OK, fine. I'd had about enough of Buckner anyway, so I followed a little bit afterwards. I saw Rick standing near the bar counter, and started to walk over to him, when suddenly I did a double-take. He was standing next to...Robyn Hitchcock. Aha. No huge surprise, I guess, since he's playing at Largo over the weekend, but still kinda startling. I went over and greeted Rick, and said something about how weird it was that I was planning to ask him about Jewels for Sophia before I even knew Robyn was in the house. Shortly thereafter, Robyn noticed me talking to Rick and said "Hi, I'm Robyn." Yes, obviously. I introduced myself, and a few of us ended up sitting around a table and talking for quite awhile, through the rest of Buckner's set and through the gap between Buckner and Sebadoh. I also chatted with Robyn a bit in the main room, during the latter part of Sebadoh's set -- he hadn't heard of Sebadoh, but was checking them out (Rick was clearly a fan, and probably dragged Robyn along with him). Sebadoh's set was actually pretty mediocre, and I don't think RH enjoyed it much. I felt kinda bad, because I think a better Sebadoh show (one with more emphasis on ballads, and less on the new album's meathead hard-rock vibe) might have really grabbed him. Oh well. Anyway, backtracking in time again, there were five of us around a table in the bar area, prior to Sebadoh's performance. One guy I never exchanged words with, but otherwise it was Rick, RH, me and a guy named Rhett, who turned to be the leader of the Old 97's, an alt-country act on Elektra who has earned a decent amount of acclaim (but again, a bit too straightforward for my own tastes). Rhett was a big Hitchcock fan, and was really thrilled to be talking to him. When Robyn went to the bar to get another drink, Rhett said something to me like "Isn't he AWESOME?" with stars in his eyes. Heh. Anyway, we were there about a half hour, so I couldn't possibly give you a linear account of all the conversation. That would be excessive, anyway. Robyn was quite interested in talking with Rhett -- they both had worked with Jon Brion, apparently, and they were swapping comments about the recording process and that sort of thing. Rick was sort of keeping to himself, mostly talking just to Rhett (frankly, I never seem quite able to establish a genuine personal rapport with Rick -- I'm not sure if he dislikes me, or if it's just his general manner). So, it was kinda Rhett, Robyn and me, talking away. I was taking mental notes for you folks, of course, so here are some aspects of the conversation, enumerated in no specific order: 1) Most important: release date for Jewels for Sophia: July 20. 2) Rick seemed kinda pessimistic about the album's chance for success, in terms of promotion. Twice, he made a comment about the album "falling out of the sky." I asked him what that meant, and he said that apparently the album has been kinda dropped into the release schedule, without enough time to properly promote it. Rick complained that the major magazines were already planning out their August issues, so what will they do with a leftover July album? So, that sounds like bad news for poor Robyn. 3) Robyn was going into the studio the next day, to watch the album get mastered (Thursday). Mastering will be by Rhino's Bill Inglot. I don't remember the name of the studio he was going to, but you don't really care anyway. 4) Robyn has recorded 25 songs, but intends to narrow it down to 11 for the album. I said "Only 11?" and he said "Well, that's over 40 minutes of music, you know. That's a lot." Or something like that. A discussion ensued, in which Robyn countered that he believes that all the greatest albums are only about 38 minutes long, that it's extra important to him to keep his album lengths down in these times when CDs play straight through without being "flipped" like a vinyl record, etc. I mentioned the lengthy Ryko/Rhino reissues with all the bonus tracks, and he said "Well, I wouldn't want to listen to those in one sitting, either. But people want the bonus tracks, so I give them to them." (Most Robyn quotes here will be approximations, you know. Not verbatim.) Rhett also claimed that record companies screw you if your album has a lot of tracks, because they only pay mechanical royalties on a maximum of 12 songs. For the rest, you get nada. I can't say whether this is really true or not. Input welcome. Robyn also said something about some of his rabid fans wishing he would release *all* his songs, but that fans frequently overlook the fact the leftover songs are usually leftover for a reason: they're not very good. :) Rhett asked about there being more songs on "Eye" and "I Often Dream of Trains," and postulated that since a totally solo album is a big vanity project from the start, maybe it made more sense to pile on extra songs. Interesting point, but I'm not sure that Robyn bought it. 4) The album cover will have a very simple bit of artwork, done by Robyn's girlfriend. It will be a yellow star on a purple field. That's basically it. 5) Songs Robyn says are certain to be on the album: "Jewels for Sophia," "Dark Princess," "Viva Seatac," "The Cheese is Alone" (I *think* that was the title), "I Feel Beautiful" (ditto) and "Time Will Destroy You Like a Mexican God." There's a chance he named one more -- throw me a few titles, and see if one rings a bell. 6) Robyn was too young to see Syd Barrett with Pink Floyd, but he did see the Doors and Jimi Hendrix during their later days, both at the Isle of Wight. He said something about not too many American bands making it over to England back then, which spawned a concurrent discussion with Rhett about work visas, the UK government's concept of "man hours" and other issues. Rhett said the Brits make it way too hard to get a work visa, and claimed that the government has some sort of "equal time"-type policy going on -- almost like it was a direct swap: "You send us the Old '97s, and we'll send you an UK band and a first-round draft pick to be named later." I threw Robyn a straight line, which gave him a chance to speculate whom his American doppelganger might be, the guy who tours the UK while Robyn tours America. He didn't bite, however. ;) 7) Robyn saw Captain Beefheart live a couple of times around 1972 and 1973, and says those were the best shows he's ever seen. Or at least, the most rocking. He said that the Captain's low notes shook the whole room, so powerful they were. And he liked that all the backing players had nicknames/personas, so that everyone seemed to have a really distinct onstage character, instead of being just anonymous sidemen. He also bought up Morris Tepper (who has played on both Robyn AND Beefheart albums), and mentioned that he has a ton of good Beefheart anecdotes. 8) Robyn spent a bewildering amount of time asking Rhett about his band's name. Heh. Apparently, it has something to do with a train derailment/crash in days gone by. Maybe it took place in 1897, or maybe the train was #97. I didn't quite gather. Robyn was asking him about whether the band was called "Old 97's" or "THE Old 97's," which spawned a discussion about the optional use of "The" in certain band names, and whether to print "The" or not on album sleeves. 9) Umm...what else.... 10) I asked Robyn about the split between acoustic and rock songs on the new album, and he said he expects it to be his most rocking album in a long time (yes!), and all composed of "full band" songs. I also asked if he played piano on any tracks, and he said only on "Jewels for Sophia." He was flattered when I protested that I liked his piano songs, and said that part of the problem is that he's not very good at piano, and part of the problem is that he didn't even personally own a piano during a lot of the recent interim between albums. 11) Rhett was asking Robyn about the problem of having a band, and having to filter your submitted songs through them. Rhett asked about the Egyptians, and Robyn said, "Well, they haven't been around for a long time now." I asked Robyn what types of songs the Egyptians tended to vote no on, and he said no TYPES of songs, really, just certain songs. I said something about them probably objecting to songs on musical grounds rather than lyrical, and he agreed and said "Yes, I think that's true. They never had much problem with the words." 12) Of course, I asked Robyn if he had heard Rufus Wainwright's album. Surprisingly, he hadn't. (Surprising, because of the Jon Brion factor, of course.) Rhett asked me something like "He kinda plays torchy songs, right?" and I said that, well, that's kinda how Rufus comes off live, but on the record, the arrangements are really expansive in a Van Dyke Parks-type way and thus give the record a different sort of ambience. Robyn asked, "Van Dyke Parks actually worked on the album, right?" and I confirmed this. I told Robyn he should hear the Rufus album, and he said, yes, he really should. Heh heh. 13) Rhett (really nice guy, by the way) made a comment to Robyn about them both being in that "weird self-loathing period" during that time gap between finishing recording an album, and seeing it released and surmising the public's response to it. (The Old 97's apparently just finished an album as well, recorded in New Orleans at Daniel Lanois' studio. I gathered that the studio used to be a brothel? Yummy.) Interesting observation. Robyn said that doesn't really happen to him anymore, but he knew what Rhett meant by that. 14) I mentioned the Feglist to Robyn, and at first, he seemed a little confused. I said I was on his mailing list, and he said he didn't have a mailing list. No, silly, the email list online. Heh. He figured out what I meant, and then asked me if I had looked at his own site (the Museum of Robyn Hitchcock). I said yes, and he seemed pleased that the site was doing its job. When I started asking him about the new album, he started telling me the previously stated information, and said something like "Damn, I haven't even gotten this information on my own site yet. I'll have to get on that." He mentioned that David Greenberger maintains the site and handles sellin the merchandise, and that while Robyn isn't computer-literate, he calls/faxes David with information when he wants some news added to the site. So that's good -- I guess Robyn is fairly "hands on" about the site. Nifty. 15) *Important news for L.A. Fgz*: Robyn is not only playing at Largo on Saturday, but he's also going to be the surprise guest during Jon Brion's weekly set on Friday. 16) I asked Robyn if he had any brief, "official" comment on his current mood/outlook that he'd like me to pass onto the Feglist, and he just said "Oh no, I'm fine. At least, I hope so." OK. Not one of his more quotable moments. ;) 17) Drink of choice: some sort of white wine. Robyn went outside twice to smoke a cigarette, and told Rhett that he doesn't really consider himself a smoker, because he only smokes while he's drinking. Hrm. Rhett was excited, because they both smoked the same brand. Oh dear lord. 18) Lime pants, dark boots, gray shirt or sweatshirt and a jacket. Hair getting grayer and grayer. That's about all I remember. Some of the above is boring and trivial, but I figured some of you might want to hear every word so I included all that I could. If some other vital detail occurs to me, I'll post it later. Oh, and Sebadoh apparently guested on KCRW's "Morning Becomes Eclectic" today, and got the station all pissed off due to saying "fuck" and various other sins. They have been banned from the station, and Lou was obviously pretty pissed off about it. He opened the show with a bit of a rant about this, and dubbed the show "Morning Becomes Pretentious," which is damn funny if you've actually ever heard the show. ;) However, a VP of Sire Promotions I know was there at the Troub, and she was NOT happy. She was anticipating news of the dis getting back to KCRW, and trying to pitch Sebadoh songs to the station after that. Ouch. Eb, your humble reporter PS Thanks for the "tribute," Eddie, but a) I have never been called a "Machiavellian warthog" -- that's what I called *someone else*, a particularly loathesome bastard on the COSTELLO-L mailing list, b) I was actually stung while drinking pink lemonade, and waiting for a burrito, c) I certainly have never claimed to write for the "most important magazines in the world," d) I'm Eb, not eb, damn it, e) I don't get why the page loads so slowly either, f) even at a young age, I was acutely aware of how much Tool sucks, g) who is this Dan Bern guy you mention on the site, anyway? and h) I still would strongly counter that I'm not known for tearing into list newbies -- I'm much more prone to tear into the fussy, weenie old-timers. ;) ------------------------------ End of fegmaniax-digest V8 #118 *******************************