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fegmaniax-digest         Monday, July 19 1999         Volume 08 : Number 259



                               Today's Subjects:
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  Re: speaking of foul spew...        [Aaron Mandel <aaron@eecs.harvard.edu>]
  Re: oh, and another thing                [Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>]
  Re: Jeneane?                             [Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>]
  Re: <sigh> various Janeane-age                      [Mark_Gloster@3com.com]
  Re: Eyes Wide Shut                                       [MARKEEFE@aol.com]
  Re: speaking of foul spew...              [Ken Ostrander <kenster@MIT.EDU>]
  Steeeeven!                                               [DDerosa5@aol.com]
  Re: smoKing guns and nuns and bill clinton and war and i'm really tempted to give you my list of <b+ artists list to watch your 	 heads explode...  []
  Re: smoKing guns and nuns and bill clinton and war and i'm really tempted to give you my list of <b+ artists list to watch your 	 heads  explode...  []
  thoughts                                                 [DDerosa5@aol.com]
  Re: Intelligent non-smoking dogs, etc.    [Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.com>]
  Monster Dogs review                       [Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.com>]
  estrogen alarm                       [Natalie Jacobs <gnat@cyberspace.org>]
  Re: estrogen alarm                    [ultraconformist@mail.weboffices.com]
  Eyes wide Shut                          [Eleanore Adams <eleanore@tdl.com>]
  Re: We will play no song before its time.  ["Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotm]
  Re: Eyes Wide Shut                       [Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>]
  MABD questions                           [Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>]
  RE: all tapers unite!              ["Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>]
  oh, shit                           ["Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>]
  EW review                                [Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>]
  I think this is longer than Natalie's Travelogue, and I didn't even travel  [Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.c]
  Re: I think this is longer than Natalie's Travelogue, and I didn't even travel  ["Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotma]

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 11:37:28 -0400 (EDT)
From: Aaron Mandel <aaron@eecs.harvard.edu>
Subject: Re: speaking of foul spew...

On Sat, 17 Jul 1999, Joel Mullins wrote:

> Are you kidding me?  That's absolutely ridiculous!  My choice to smoke
> has no effect on anyone but me.

uh, right. the amount of smoke hanging in the air at most clubs gives me a
terrible headache within about half an hour. if it's particularly crowded
that night, i have trouble breathing. i don't care what you do outside,
but in any place enclosed enough for smoke to accumulate, the whole "i'm
not hurting anyone but myself" line is garbage. secondhand smoke has
drastic physical effects on a lot of people.

i don't have anything against smokers, except for the ones who are so sure
everyone's out to get them that they can't believe people hate cigarette
smoke in and of itself.

a

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 10:58:43 -0700
From: Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>
Subject: Re: oh, and another thing

Russ Reynolds wrote:
> 
> What makes people think it's okay to toss a cigarette butt out of a car
> window?

Well, according to George Hayduke from Edward Abbey's The Monkey Wrench
Gang, the road itself is litter.  So, throwing a cigarette butt or a
beer can out of your window is just throwing litter on top of litter. 
Can't say I really agree with this idea, but it is a pretty interesting
theory.  

Joel

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 11:00:23 -0700
From: Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>
Subject: Re: Jeneane?

Brett Cooper wrote:
> 
> Am I the only one who thinks Jeneane Garofolo (sp.) is a hottie?

Well, I definitely like her smart-ass attitude.

Joel

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 09:17:14 -0700
From: Mark_Gloster@3com.com
Subject: Re: <sigh> various Janeane-age

Tom Clarked:
>I'm off to NYC for MacWorld this week with all the other numbnuts.  If
>anyone's going, stop by Apple's USB area.  I'll be there Wed/Thurs
>afternoons and Friday morning.

You forgot to mention what you'll be doing there:
Fucking up hard drive replacement orders from Southern California.
C'mon Tom, we know it's down to a one-man show there now without me.

Re: Janeane: she's funny, but she really doesn't do it for me. Not that
she would if I asked her to.

Happies,
- -Markg

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:14:41 EDT
From: MARKEEFE@aol.com
Subject: Re: Eyes Wide Shut

      My review of "Eyes Wide Shut" would have to fall somewhere in between 
Miles' and Hal's.  I thought it was quite good, but flawed.  MODERATE SPOILER 
AHEAD . . . SCROLL AT OWN RISK :-)









      So, yeah.  I thought the directing was fantastic and the pacing 
amazing.  3 hours would've seemed longer in less competent hands, I'm sure.  
The writing?  Ehhh . . . Some of the dialogue was pretty cliched.  And I just 
wasn't sure about Kidman's character, Alice.  She seemed really uneven.  I 
appreciate a non-one-dimensional character, but she almost seemed to have 
multiple personalities.  Airhead one minute; psychotically cold 
over-divulging bitch another scene; sweet, normal person the next.  Who is 
this Alice person and what are the motivations behind her actions?  Was it 
just a bit of petty jealousy and half a joint that got her to shred her 
husband's psyche by revealing her sexual fantasy life to him?!  Or is there 
some long-term pattern of him flirting at parties that we don't know about, 
and now Alice is finally fed up and just wants to let him know that she, too, 
has kinda played that game?  Either way, something was missing from what was 
actually told to us.  It didn't ruin the movie for me, but it was slightly 
distracting.
      But I thought Kidman's acting was really good.  And Cruise was pretty 
good, too.  He overdid it a few times, I thought -- like toward the end when 
he's getting the rundown from . . . was it Sydney?  Well, the guy who hosted 
the first party that both Bill and Alice went to.  But, all in all, a solid 
performance.  I've got to credit his presence and energy with keeping the 
film moving along as well as it did.  He and Kubrick obviously worked well 
together.
     Well, gotta scoot!

- -----Michael K.

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:14:39 -0400
From: Ken Ostrander <kenster@MIT.EDU>
Subject: Re: speaking of foul spew...

>> another is all the toxic (literally) shit added to cigarettes.  it's not
>> even the tobacco that's so bad for you.  it's the fucking additives.  
>
>Again, everyone already knows this and it's not a good reason to outlaw
>cigarettes.

for me, this is the only convincing argument for banning cigarettes.  these days there are brands that claim to be chemical-free; so there you go.  the fact that cigarette companies can continue to produce their cancer-sticks with the sanction of the government is really dispicable.  the fact that everyone knows just makes it worse.  now, i've got nothing against smoking.  i've been a contact smoker all my life.  i've never lived somewhere where people didn't smoke and i admit to liking the smell of i lit cigarette once in a while; but i don't smoke (well, tobacco) myself.  the idea of banning smoking in restaurants is fine with me; though the smoking and non-smoking sections seemed to deal with the problem effectively.  the idea of outlawing smoking in a bar, however, is inane.  i have been to bars where the high level of smoke brought tears to my eyes; but tequila does the same thing.  

>> but i am saying that if tobacco and alcohol are legal, so
>> should be any other drug.  

there are so many over the counter drugs that are just as dangerous as anything you could get on the street.  i'll bet that if some company could find a way to patent THC, then it would probably be legal.  as long as our lawmakers get their lobbyist payoffs, that is.  

> > 99% (literally) of all drug deaths are
> > caused by cigarettes and alcohol.

perhaps, but the number one cause of death is birth.

>> <mutter>...must not compare smoking with Christianity...must not compare
>> smoking with Christianity....)</mutter>
>
><mutter>..must not bring up Rastafarianism...must not bring up
>Rastafarianism...</mutter>

"Contrary to popular belief, pious Rastas do not smoke marijuana
recreationally, and some (the canonical Ethiopian Orthodox and also the
followers of certain classical Elders) do not use it at all. Most
Rastafarian teachers, however, have advocated the controlled ritual
smoking of "wisdomweed" both privately as an aid to meditation and
communally from "chalice" pipes as an "incense pleasing to the Lord".
The argument is that ganja is the "green herb" of the King James Bible
and that its use is a kind of shortcut version of traditional ascetical
practice. The Ethiopian Church, of course, strongly discourages this:
Orthodox monks have learned over centuries of experience that such
shortcuts are at best dangerous and at worst soul-destroying. The issue,
however, has been much sensationalized by the press, in keeping with the
racist stereotyping of Rastas as stoned criminals."

from http://luna.cas.usf.edu/~alaing/rasta.html


ken "alive with pleasure" the kenster

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:17:52 EDT
From: DDerosa5@aol.com
Subject: Steeeeven!

gnat's travelogue included the detail:
("AV geek!" someone shouted as he switched tapes).

Uh, that was me. but, in my defense, I was an AV geek all through college (it 
was one of my work study jobs), so I said it out of pure respect.

dave

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:22:37 -0400
From: lj lindhurst <ljl@w-rabbit.com>
Subject: Re: smoKing guns and nuns and bill clinton and war and i'm really tempted to give you my list of <b+ artists list to watch your 	 heads explode...

I always think "the Smoking Room" at airports is really sad...brown walls,
lots of  sallow faces...they don't exactly go out of their way to make it
an appealing place for smokers!  (it should be a little smokers' mecca,
with air ferns, and posters of Lauren Bacall, and some really grand
ashtrays)

Of course, if smoking is annoying enough to be quarantined from the rest of
the general population, they should also tackle the other Airport
Annoyances; there should be a CRYING-FOR-SIX-FUCKING-HOURS BABY ROOM, and
there should be a Grumpy Old Folks Room, too!

You know what makes ME mad??? In NYC, walking down a crowded street,
smokers will #1) blow their smoke BEHIND them, then it goes in your face
(great for us joggers!), or #2), MOST ANNOYINGLY, walk with their lit
cigarettes at HIP LEVEL, so that you are in danger of getting burned by
them as you pass by.  I have actually been burned this way several times!
(and burned a big whole my cool pleather jacket, goddammit)  One time I saw
someone actually burn a baby's forehead this way!

argh!! grumble grumble...






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Let's have a riot! Yeah it's awful"
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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:27:20 -0400
From: lj lindhurst <ljl@w-rabbit.com>
Subject: Re: smoKing guns and nuns and bill clinton and war and i'm really tempted to give you my list of <b+ artists list to watch your 	 heads  explode...

>(and burned a big whole my cool pleather jacket, goddammit)  One time I saw

Er, that's "burned a big hole in my cool pleather jacket".

yes, I am new to the English language.  who cares about my jacket anyway...?!

lj

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:43:33 EDT
From: DDerosa5@aol.com
Subject: thoughts

Susan wrote many things, some of which follow: 
>ice cream hands: Now I regret not
>having one. I opted for the peach and rhubarb Weetabix pie, instead.  Doug
>had declined it on account of "rhubarb and I do not work and play well
>together". It appears that sadly, this is one of the many things Doug and I
>have in common. It was still and all a lovely creation, if only rhubarb and
>my taste buds had gotten along.

As a lifelong fan of rhubarb, which I boldly included even though I could 
find no reference to it in RH songs (must've been in a story, once), I also 
felt slightly dodgy (no good pun intended) eating it. I came to the 
conclusion that it was the Weetabix, surely one of the nastiest breakfast 
foods ever, it made Grapenuts seem like manna from heaven. I'm glad the half 
that didn't go into the curst ended up at Viv's house.

>Speaking of trying things, the Cheese Alarm was ably won by Dave, with the
<closest competition being Jake. 
[I must add here that, Jake's claims notwithstanding, the Cheese Alarm ended 
in almost a dead heat between me and Gnat.]]
>Kudos to Dave for inventing what ought to become a Fegparty tradition. 
- --well, whoever does it next has to find RamsHall--I meant to ask Robyn about 
it, but never did. 

 "Only The Stones Remain" (the blazing rendition of which
caused our own Zloduska to aptly term it the Pantera version) got good
responses as well.

I now see I left Stones out of my set list too. Was it that much longer than 
I'd noticed? we should get consensus about what was played--did anyone tape 
either show, by the way? They'd make one good tape. I, unfortunately, own no 
handheld recording devices, those this past weekend made me interested to 
look into em.

>Doug and I were talking about the atypical nature of the show, and he said
">I SWEAR he looked as if he were sorely tempted to speak several times, and
>was valiantly checking the impulse". I noticed that as well. Poor Robyn.
>He'd probably feel a little easier if he had a bit more breathing room in
>that respect.

He did talk a lot more the next night. that first night looked a bit frantic, 
pulling it all together. My favorite talking point of the weekend, however, 
was when Robyn started to say something instore: he said, "Queen Elvis is 
on..." pause, and some eager fan piped in, "EYE!" Robyn looked startled, then 
smiled and said, "Yeah I know, I have the album" Never did finish the thought.

Susan's right about his hair--he spent the weekend swinging it out of his 
eyes. Needs a bit off the front, at least.

OK, the feg weekend is officially over, I must do some paid work...

dave

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:00:12 -0400 (EDT)
From: Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: Intelligent non-smoking dogs, etc.

Chris Gross wrote:
> Since we've segued from music to literature in our
> talking-dog thread,
> someone has to mention Harlan Ellison's "A Boy and
> His Dog." 

So now I'm going to mention 'Lives of the Monster
Dogs' by Kirsten Bakis. Whole damn thing full of
talking dogs (with mechanical hands, no less). It's a
very atmospheric book, successful on that level, and
on some minor philosophical levels as well. The nature
of consciousness was explored a bit, but the concept
of madness (and a bit of a re-tread of Flowers for
Algernon) and 'what it means to be human' were the
crux of the book, and are not terribly thoughtfully
treated.
But like I said, it was successful at conjuring a veil
of indescribable melancholy and romantic forboding, so
if you like that stuff, and you like talking dogs,
well, there you go.

Vivien
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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:19:43 -0400 (EDT)
From: Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.com>
Subject: Monster Dogs review

I just found this review, for any interested parties.

http://www.smi.stanford.edu/people/kxl/Bakis.html
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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:38:52 -0400 (EDT)
From: Natalie Jacobs <gnat@cyberspace.org>
Subject: estrogen alarm

> I dunno why I was immune to the charms of Wayne. Perhaps it's my facial 
> hair antifetish.

I don't like full beards (probably cos my dad has one - a rather scraggly,
tobacco-stained one, at that), but Wayne had the sort of goatee thing
going.  But apart from that, he just looked really happy and into what he
was doing, which I find attractive.  He had nice arms, too, and elegantly
greying temples.  (He and Robyn are excellent examples of how to go grey
gracefully.)  The only thing that puzzles me is how someone with such a
gruff speaking voice can have such a high, wobbly singing voice.
Affectation?

Susan obviously got a better look at Sonic Boom than I did.  I need to see
a guy's face before I can find him attractive.  He did have nice hair,
hands, etc., and I do like the lanky type.  I bet he had a nice accent,
too.

I forgot about Robyn doing "Only The Stones Remain"!  That kicked ass!
One of my favorite Soft Boys songs, along with "Queen of Eyes," which he
also did!  In fact, he played nearly all of my favorite songs, except for
"Airscape," alas.  I do regret not having seen him last night as well - it
sounds like a better set and a better show on his part, overall.  If I had
known that my temp job was a sad illusion, I might have stayed over
another night.

(Oh, and another annoying thing about the Lips playing along with tapes -
no requests!  Everything was pre-programmed.  I wanted them to play
"Unconsciously Screaming"...)

n.

p.s.  I would like to point out that *I*, and not Jake, came in second for
the Cheese Alarm. And Dave only won because I insisted on putting my
cheese on a cracker first... :)

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:10:03 -0600
From: ultraconformist@mail.weboffices.com
Subject: Re: estrogen alarm

>> I dunno why I was immune to the charms of Wayne. Perhaps it's my facial
>> hair antifetish.
>
>I don't like full beards (probably cos my dad has one - a rather scraggly,
>tobacco-stained one, at that), but Wayne had the sort of goatee thing
>going.

With me it's an anti-fetish. Nothing. nada. Clean face, PLEASE. Not even
Laurence Olivier could make facial hair work for me. *sigh* Just a weird
personality quirk. Maybe a bearded person dropped me when I was a baby.

>was doing, which I find attractive.  He had nice arms, too, and elegantly
>greying temples.  (He and Robyn are excellent examples of how to go grey
>gracefully.)

Now see this, we can agree on. Tho Robyn isn't so much going grey as going
a very handsome silver.

>Susan obviously got a better look at Sonic Boom than I did.  I need to see
>a guy's face before I can find him attractive.  He did have nice hair,
>hands, etc., and I do like the lanky type.  I bet he had a nice accent,
>too.

Well, since he didn't speak to anyone at all, we will just have to
speculate on that. I'm sure he sounds very serious and talks about German
film and quotes Adorno when he does talk. Granted, most of what I saw of
his face was in profile, but there were a few glimpses of his face full-on,
mostly when he was walking around when the stuff was being broken down, I
guess making sure no one dropped a speak and spell.

One thing we do not have to speculate on is that the boy has a nice ass.
This was hard not to notice as it was turned to the audience for his entire
set. Hey, it could have been worse. Far better his backside than say, Dom
DeLuise (I hope no one is eating right now).

>p.s.  I would like to point out that *I*, and not Jake, came in second for
>the Cheese Alarm. And Dave only won because I insisted on putting my
>cheese on a cracker first... :)

OK, OK, OK, I was wrong. Sheezus! :)

Love on ya,
Susan

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 11:55:57 +0000
From: Eleanore Adams <eleanore@tdl.com>
Subject: Eyes wide Shut

After sobering up from the wrestling match....We saw Eyes Wide Shut this
weekend and I was very pleased. It has been a long time since I have
seen a movie for adults, about adult themes. (No spoilers here) I very
much enjoyed it and was thinking about it long into the night. It was
one of those onion movies, that the more you think about it and discuss
it, there was more there before getting to the core themes of the film,
peeling off the layers of actions and motives etc... I could have
discussed it for days. I say go see it!

eleanore

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 12:06:33 PDT
From: "Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: We will play no song before its time.

<On the subject of Robyn not wanting to play Mexican God, because the album 
isn't even out yet.....>

didn't get the impression that he didn't *want* to play it.  rather, that he 
was surprised that people were familiar with it, having only played it once 
before.


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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 14:19:32 -0700
From: Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>
Subject: Re: Eyes Wide Shut

hal brandt wrote:

> I'm in TOTAL disagreement here. The movie is brilliant from beginning to
> end. Mesmerizing and hypnotic. 

I agree with Hal.  I loved the movie.  I can't wait to see it again.  I
don't want to say much, for fear of ruining the experience for others. 
But Kubrick really created a tense, hypnotizing, and sometimes
unsettling atmosphere.  And it was funny too.  Tom and Nicole smoked a
joint in one scene, which is hilarious and very convincing.  The acting
was excellent.  The music was great.  Damn good film.

There were people that disagreed with me, however.  As soon as the
closing credits started rolling, there were loud "booos" and comments
like "that sucked!"  Of course, these are probably the same people that
liked Men in Black.

Joel

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 14:27:03 -0700
From: Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>
Subject: MABD questions

Hey, I've got a couple of questions:

1.  Who is this Sonic Boom guy?  There was a guy that went by that name
in Jason Pierce's old band, Spaceman 3.  Is this same Sonic Boom that's
playing the MABD shows?

2.  Does anyone have any info on the instore appearances?  Is this
something that Robyn's doing at every stop, or just a few?  Basically,
should I be trying to find out if he's doing one in Austin?

3.  How much were the RH t-shirts at the show?  And did they have
various sizes or just XL like they usuallly do?  By the way, I find that
really annoying.  Not everyone is 5'10" and 185 lbs.  Some of us need
mediums and sometimes smalls.  It's like the damn bowling alley that
thinks weak people have small thumbs.  

Joel

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:00:29 PDT
From: "Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>
Subject: RE: all tapers unite!

<My kingdom for a damned RCA to 1/8" stereo.>

i find myself not liking board copies as much, 'cause they largely don't 
pick up audience response.  i'm hoping that the brain degeneration will have 
the audience miced, so you'll be able to hear it nice and clear over the 
radio.  uh, well, those that have seen it, can you?

give me a john b. jones-recorded d6 audience recording *any* time!






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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 13:02:31 PDT
From: "Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>
Subject: oh, shit

noticed just a moment too late that ferris' message had not been a post.  
sorry, ferris!


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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 15:09:08 -0700
From: Joel Mullins <skmull@swbell.net>
Subject: EW review

Here's the review from this week's Entertainment Weekly:

ROBYN HITCHCOCK, "Jewels for Sophia"  (Warner Bros.)
Some say Hitchcock's love of Freudian free-styling has overwhelmed his
music.  Sure, his concert banter lacks focus (see Jonathan Demme's
recent performance film "Storefront Hitchcock") but his songcraft rarely
does.  "Jewels" proves just that, alternating oddball pastoralism with
shaggy blues-rock (featuring R.E.M.'s Peter Buck and ex-Soft Boy
Kimberly Rew).  As he ponders love, hate, aging, and memory, it's tough
to mistake Hitchcock's absurdity for mere comedy:  Even the song
praising cheese is poignant.  B+  --Will Hermes

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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 16:49:52 -0400 (EDT)
From: Vivien Lyon <vivlyon@yahoo.com>
Subject: I think this is longer than Natalie's Travelogue, and I didn't even travel

Maximum Recommended Allowance of Robyn Per Weekend

Oh man, if I never hear of that Hitchcock guy again,
it will be too soon. I indulged my feg nature this
weekend more than I ever... thought it possible to
indulge something like a feg nature. 

It started on Friday afternoon, when I went to a
garage sale. I was poking around half-heartedly, while
the radio played the Kinks. Then there was some
familiar jangling, and I realized that I was hearing
Ultra Unbelievable Love. Right on! Two second later I
peered into a bucket, only to find a cassette of
Highway 61 Revisited and a green plastic fish-head.
Two seconds after that, I found a an awesome pop-up
book of the Kingdom of the Sea, with the most
ass-kicking squid wrestling a killer whale- the
tentacles move when you tug the tab! Approximately ten
seconds thereafter, I found a birdcage, the
significance of which will become apparent all too
soon. 

So I went to pick up Gnat at Union Station, and we
proceeded to have sushi at the Pacific Cafe. Then we
went to my house, and she pickd up my guitar, thereby
engendering a Neutral Milk Hotel singalong. Later,
while I made preliminary arrangements for the Ice
Cream Hands, she commenced making a score of thoths
for party favors, and we decided to people the
birdhouse (which is now on top of my television) with
the Thoths. The one Gnat made for me during her
previous visit was already in there, perched on his
throne (a candle), and the others climbed the bars, or
hung precariously out the door, or sat atop the cage.
Later, I asked Gnat to make a squid. She did so, and
it was so exsquisite that it too joined the tableau,
climbing up from below and wrapping tentacles around
unfortunate Thoth legs. I made my first little tinfoil
guy, and then I gave him a tinfoil guitar. After that,
how could I resist giving him some tinfoil hair?
Thence he became (what else) a tinfoil Robyn. He
joined the scene in progress, sitting wryly to the
side and singing a wry little song about the gruesome
plight of the squid-threatened Thoths. Gnat commented
that it was an adequate metaphor for life, but I can't
quite remember her explanation of that. 

That night we hung out with some friends of mine and
were unwillingly subjected to Ben Folds Five, as Gnat
mentioned. Bleah. The next day, we went record
shopping, did more food prep, and  soon enough, people
were arriving for the party. The first ones there were
two friends of Susan, Jake and Dyantha, who were
extremely nice and, while not on this list, also
seemed to be serious scholars of Robyn (a phrase used
with all self-aware irony, I assure you). Then Susan
and Doug arrived, and Doc and Zloduska (Kristy) and
near the tail end of the food-consumption, Dolph and
Becca. A fine time was had by all, and I was gratified
by the warm reception my Ice Cream Hands received. 

Robyn's set on Saturday night was achingly short, and
he was somewhat restrained in his manner. Susan's
right about the lack of blinking- not nearly so
copious this time. Others have posted the set list-
I'd like to talk about the pants. The pants. But for
the cut of them, they could have been those
Hammer-like cotton pants that body-builders used to
wear. Remember those? You bet you do, but you wish you
didn't. Also, I need to point out that I don't find
Wayne *more* attractive than Robyn, but I do find him
(in Natalie's words) extremely easy on the eyes. 

After the concert, a bunch of fegs somehow found their
way back to my house and we all had a sing-along as
Dolph proved what an excellent geetar player he is. Oh
Comely, indeed. Dolph brought his guitar, and as I
have two guitars (neither of which can I yet play, I
should mention) Doc and Natalie joined in for a
rousing three-guitar session, enabling everyone to
sing "Love" in a touching ceremony that should never
be repeated, so as to preserve its sanctity in my
memory. Of course, my memory may be corrupted, I was a
bit sozzled at the time.  If only Becca'd brought her
clarinet, and Dave his drums, and I my bassoon, we
could have had an Elephant 6-ian orchestra going.
Damn.

The next morning, we all headed over to Dave's for the
waffle(head) brunch, and thence to the instore. It was
great. I got him to sign my copy of Black Snake
Diamond Role, which was the first RH album I owned. He
spelled my name wrong. What a jerk. (Actually, he was
extremely nice and good-humoured. And good-looking. Oh
what a giveaway.)

After I took Natalie to the train station (and almost
got away with her bag! Curses!), I got ready for the
Sunday night show. I debated whether to wear yet
another polka-dotted dress (don't want to seem....you
know....too drooling fan-girl-ish), but finally
decided that since I'd never had a decent opportunity
to wear the black dress with white polka-dots (and
cha-cha beads around the waist), I may as well.
Imagine my distress and embarrassment when he came on
stage wearing a black shirt with white polka-dots. I
felt like an asshole. But that negative energy
dissapated in the onslaught of good vibes emanating
from Robyn that night. What a fun show! Maybe I've
just seen lame shows up til now, but this was mighty
wonderful in my estimation. He seemed more upbeat and
eloquent and charming than I've seen him be, and the
audience loved him. His declaration that his failure
to adequately secure the capo had divested him of his
will to entertain us, resulting in him publicly
disembowelling himself, leading to the subsequent
traumatized suicides of Sebadoh and the Lips....was
hilarious. Afterwards I asked a friend of mine who
works at the Metro to give Robyn a book (Giorgio De
Chirico's only novel) that I took from my roommate.
Note to Dave- ‘stole' is too strong a word; I'd go for
‘appropriated' or ‘redistributed'.

So, all in all, way too fucking much Robyn. It was
great. 

Vivien
ps- Fegs are....oh, nevermind.

pps- please, to those who took pictures- I'd really
like copies.



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Date: Mon, 19 Jul 1999 14:16:10 PDT
From: "Capitalism Blows" <etews@hotmail.com>
Subject: Re: I think this is longer than Natalie's Travelogue, and I didn't even travel

<I made my first little tinfoil guy, and then I gave him a tinfoil guitar. 
After that, how could I resist giving him some tinfoil hair?
Thence he became (what else) a tinfoil Robyn.>

don't *think* i've ever mentioned this onlist before.  when i was working at 
the country club, we used to save up the gouda-skin that had come back from 
the eaters (you know, the red wax stuff), and sculpt things from it.  one 
time a guy made a gouda-skin hendrix, but gave him a massively 
disproportionately large schlong.  the chef got quite pissed off, and banned 
gouda-skin sculpting from the kitchen.  so we had to take the practice 
underground.






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