Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
06/09/2016

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||||||||| Catherwood re-enters the Waiting Room and explains "This is the main discussion room which is logged each night."
||||||||| Catherwood announces, "The time is 4:33 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for June 09, 2016 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Rufus_T_Firetween close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:06 PM tree-stunting plans, and dashes off to the anteroom.
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. **
Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET
visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com'
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. **
NO WARM-UP MUSIC THIS EVENING
visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com'
||||||||| Catherwood enters with rebozoette close behind, grumbles something about disrupting his 8:49 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the sitting room.
Rufus_T_Firetween: hi rebozoette :)
||||||||| Deputy Dang sneaks in around 8:54 PM, trying to avoid Catherwood because of last night's "unpleasant incident."
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Deputy
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. Warm-up music begins around 8:40pmET **
You can join the streams now (NO AUDIO YET - just a chance for everybody to get connected)
128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
(streaming server graciously provided by Radio Free Dishnuts - www.dishnuts.net)'
||||||||| Catherwood escorts EWeston in through the front door at 8:56 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi EW
Deputy Dang: The chat doesn't seem to work on my mobile phone. :-(
EWeston: Hey Rufus Tweeny Rebozoette, an, the Dang
Deputy Dang: I can read, but I can't send messages via the phone. (I'm logged on to both, at the moment, after the phone didn't seem to be sending.)
Deputy Dang: Good evening, everyone (so far).
||||||||| "8:58 PM? 8:58 PM!!" says Catherwood, "Cat should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as Cat enters and sits in the comfy chair.
Cat: Hi all
Rufus_T_Firetween: show replay coming up in a minute
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
DJTweeny has a bad case of Globner's, so you're listening to a replay of 9/17/15
Cat Simril Ishikawa's “NEAL AMID”, plus his collage “A Firesign Asia” and from DOMM “The Harry Cox Show”
Listen to the stream at 128k at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
or at 16k for dial-up users at http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
CHECK OUT CAT’S PLAYS AT >> http://seemreal.com/'
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Cat
EWeston: Hi cat.
Cat: you here, tween? you ok?
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, June 09, 2016 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
EWeston: Whew the audio finally started
||||||||| Catherwood leads Merlyn into the room, accepts an I.O.U. as a gratuity, mutters something about 9:00 PM, then departs.
EWeston: Das Merly
Cat: hi ew
Merlyn: heeeey
||||||||| Gusts of wind blow in from outside and the thumpa-thumpa-thumpa of helicopter blades is heard as Happy Panditt's chopper lands on the lawn and shoes for the dead gets out at 9:01 PM.
Cat: merl
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Merlyn, shoes
Cat: hows it goin, shoes?
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Rufus_T_Firetween: Still fighting a bad cold Cat, but getting over it
Rufus_T_Firetween: just not up to doing a show
shoes for the dead: Howdy
Cat: ok everybody, go to the comedy on vinyl podcast (i used googled but tom getwilo posted the url on facebook an hour or so ago)
EWeston: Oh hiya Shoes
Cat: vid of proc and taylor interview. do it now
Cat: ok, it's part two. i chopped up part one in a few of my collagesd
shoes for the dead: doin good. Cat
rebozoette: Cat Deputy Dang EWeston Merlyn rebozoette Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead hi all poor tweeniw
Cat: wow, my voice
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Lil close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:04 PM tree-stunting plans, and rushes off to the vestibule.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Lil
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
rebozoette: hell of a hockey game tonight
rebozoette: hi lil
Cat: hi rebo
Cat: hi lil
Lil: 'Ello 'ello all
EWeston: Shoould be singing some whisky soaked song.
EWeston: Mz Lil.
Cat: the idea of neal hijacking my letter, it was his letter to kerouac that caused kerouac to evolve his on the road style of writing
Lil: Such a lucky man for your relationship with Phil Cat
Cat: YOu have to go out and create your own luck, lil
Lil: Indeed so
||||||||| Catherwood enters with ''Bob'' close behind, mumbles something about disrupting his 9:09 PM tree-stunting plans, and runs off to the anteroom.
Lil: Then I will compliment your talent for doing so
shoes for the dead: hey Bob
EWeston: Straw Bob
Cat: either way you spell it, it's Bob
EWeston: Eyes still red?
''Bob'': Hey all!
Lil: Hi Bob
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Bob
Lil: Straw spelled backwards is warts
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
''Bob'': That's better. Had to install a media player so I could hear the show!
Cat: Austin insisted I identify myself at the beginning of this. so this is sort of austin, light
Cat: the idea was that neal wanted to kill me so i wouldn't write this play, so i had to create a me for him to hunt
''Bob'': is this another Cat collage?
Cat: no, this is a play
Cat: my first long radio play, 1997. co-written with Phil Austin.
EWeston: Never noticed that Lil. There's another word for them that I can't remember is what spelled backwards
''Bob'': I don't think I'm properly medicated for this one. :)
Lil: lol EW
EWeston: Idle hands Bob
Cat: well, i hope my audience is not only among the medicated
Cat: this is my friend cliff kahn, from junior high.
Cat: he has a wonderful voice
EWeston: Terry Pechett created a small mystic spreader of them
''Bob'': Better medicated than a mendicant, I always say, though.
Cat: one of my cousins worked in this bar/pharmacy tunnel.
EWeston: A knome I think
Cat: this is really musical
Cat: austin was essentiallyl a musical person
EWeston: Yep it does sing cat
Cat: when ossman dies, his obit will be, david ossman. poet. austin was like, austin, musician.
shoes for the dead: see grams
Cat: it cant fit in your mouth is from a cartoon i did for adbusters.
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 9:19 PM and Johan Amadeus Myjetski steps out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
shoes for the dead: hey JAM
Cat: i fat guy has the earth on a fork and is about to devour it. the caption is, "what's for desert?"
Cat: hi jam
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Johan
rebozoette: its fast
Cat: de invent that skill. good line
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Rufus, shoes, Cat, DJT, & all!
Lil: hi JAM
Lil: It is rebozo
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi Lil!
Lil -)
EWeston: Who let the jam in?
Cat: the bread
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I can't count the number of time I've competition from other dimensions...
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hiya, E!
Cat: this is my friend tom satriano as babe ruth.
Cat: he was with the angels from their start, and later the red sox
Cat: he used real baseball banter
EWeston: That extra leg comes in handy then
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Alka-Pone?
Cat: this is from neal's letter to his wife from jail, about him playiing on the jail baseball team
Cat: that;s proc, harry shearer wanted that role
Cat: that's my wife
shoes for the dead: if Capone is from Chi, where is Bania from?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Probably east european
Cat: i had read that an albamian mafia ran all the pizza parlours on the east coast
Cat: also albanian itself was full of abandoned bunkers in the shape of pizza ovens
EWeston: Lower Unfortunate Shunt. The translation has caused a few fights
Cat: plus mother teresa wasfrom albnaia, who is this character.
Cat: neal was encouraged to be a priest
Cat: one of my fave lines: we love our gods so much, we mistake it for reciprocity
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I used to live in alabamia
''Bob'': I have an Albanian ancestor, but he was a bartender, not a pizza guy.
EWeston: On the same continient as Tanzia?
Cat: i think my only shakespeare quote
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: surrealist brigade? Ha!
||||||||| Catherwood escorts Beet into the room, accepts three dimes as a gratuity, mumbles something about 9:35 PM, then departs.
''Bob'': Is the stream breaking up or is everything suddenly extra surreal?
shoes for the dead: hey Beet
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Reet Beet!
''Bob'': Or maybe this new computer is on the fritz... Oh, Atlantis...
Beet: Sorry I;m late. Had some important business to take care of.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Beet
Beet: How is everybody?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: no, my feed is break---up
Rufus_T_Firetween: getting over a very bad cold
||||||||| The TV flickers on, and Ralph Spoilsport appears: "How can you drive in two places at once when you don't have a genuine Ralph Spoilsport license plate frame? Get one for your car and one for the plate in your head!"
||||||||| Catherwood sneaks into the room, and pipes up "Announcing 'Elayne', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:36 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Elayne: Evenin' all!
Beet: Hi JAM, Tween. shoes
Deputy Dang: Mine is a little flaky, but was doing okay until a minute or so ago.
rebozoette: hi e
Deputy Dang: Howdy all!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Greets, Elayne!
shoes for the dead: hey Elayne
Rufus_T_Firetween: I hear it, Johan
Cat: where did I go?
Cat: Hi El
Deputy Dang: Back in time, I think.
Rufus_T_Firetween: working on it
Beet: Hi Elayne
''Bob'': Whew! I still have so much more work to do to get things set up on this new system--glad to hear it's not just me!
Rufus_T_Firetween: that should have taken care of it
Beet: Sound is in and out
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Rufus_T_Firetween: was asking to much of the streamer, sorry
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: that's better!
Elayne: Cat, I think you've taken over the audio part of this pictmission.
rebozoette: ''Bob'' Beet Cat Deputy Dang Elayne EWeston Johan Amadeus Myjetski rebozoette Rufus_T_Firetween shoes for the dead Lil goota wach this game get better soon tweenie and thanks cat
Cat: i hope this piece is considered part of the phil austin collection.
Elayne: Rebozoette: BREATHE! :)
Cat: he does a wondrous job here, for someone who disliked the beat generation
Rufus_T_Firetween: that dastardly Electrician was at it again!!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Hi rebozoette!
Beet: Hi rebo
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: , DePuty Dang!
Beet: Bye rebo
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Rufus_T_Firetween: Austin disliked the Beat Generation?
''Bob'': Sounded like a simple schoolboy code... dot dot dash...
Rufus_T_Firetween: and Ossman loves 'em?
Cat: cassady and family were WAY into the Edgar Cayce thing
Cat: yes tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: that must has made for some interesting collaboration
Cat: right again. and bergboy lost a girlfirend to neal casady
Beet: This is pretty spaced out (in a good way of course)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I had a friend who knew Cayce's son, broke his hand by accident in a car door
Cat: cacye didn';t predict it?
Beet: I met Hugh Lynn in Memphis once.
Beet: Nice guy
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: No, but the son healed his own broken hand by the next morning. No joke. Really happened
Cat: hi beet
Beet: Hello Mr. Cat
Cat: wow
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
''Bob'': Is this your music, too, Cat?
shoes for the dead: hey NSA guy
Elayne: I feel bereft, I have no Beat Generation stories.
Cat: when i wrote that, basically a distillation of what i've read, it thought neal's son would be annoyed at my description of his dad that way.
''Bob'': Sounds a lot like a cross between my late friend Woden Thoth and Hawkwind...
Elayne: Oh no wait, I do. I saw Allen Ginsberg read at my college.
Cat: no, peter stenshoel. he produced this.
Elayne: After which he apparently hung out with the best minds of my generation, all male and mostly members of the Glee Club.
Cat: fine musician i met through elayne, and thus my radio play career began.
EWeston: Hi Lilly Hi Liily Hi Fred
''Bob'': Cool. Gonna have to check him out.
Cat: el is the mother of much.
Elayne: Hang on Cat, what are you pinning on me now?
EWeston: Wasn't much beet in 1950's Libby Montana
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** Remember folks, if you're having trouble with the connection, or any other aspect of the show you can always send me a private message by selecting my name from the pop-up list where it says 'Send To All'
Cat: no, as menitoned in the interview with me at the beginnig o fthis showk i metnionted how your zine and being online created a community.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Elayne
EWeston: Thanx Rufus
Elayne: Hey tween!
Cat: from that comjuity came this project. impossilbe with out it.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: shouldn't the flashback be kicking in about now?
Cat: that's a good line. feriocios mixture
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: ah, here it is!
Elayne: Oh yes, well, I'll take credit for INSIDE JOKE, certainly.
EWeston: Stare at a strobe light for awhile. That always helps mine along
Elayne: Or FAlaFal, whichever.
Cat: i only read inside joke later but your zine put me intouch with stenshoel and proctor
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:48 PM and late as usual, it's llanwydd, just back from Daytona Beach."
llanwydd: evening folks
EWeston: Ilan
Beet: Great job, Cat
shoes for the dead: always good, Cat!
shoes for the dead: hey llan
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Superb work, Cat! Nicely triply...
Elayne: Evenin Llan!
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
Cat: hi llan.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: trippy
Cat: thanks.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: lol!
||||||||| Babe Boomer says “We’re Live On PBS!” in the video WEIRDLY COOL Catch Firesign’s Live TV Studio Performance On DVD!
EWeston: Help me up!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: ah the Andelusian girls!
Cat: i havent written a radio play in a long time. just doing colalges now
Beet: Howdy Llan
EWeston: In that case leave me down
''Bob'': I liked the mix on this one, Cat. As interesting to listen to just for the sound as for the words.
Elayne: Collages are fine, Cat, as long as you stay away from Macrame.
Cat: so much easier to do now than in the 60s
Cat: i find in most intellectully challenging now.
Cat: i awake every day anxious to mix firesign lines with other stuff
Cat: using this vast collection of genius mixed the way their shows were, with music, commercial and stuff
EWeston: A surreal look at female charcters XX, and XY in the firesign would be interesting cat
Cat: i appreciate thart bob. i go for thatr, but not always succeed
Cat: you mean women in firesign? you want to work with me on that, elayne?
Cat: austin's tales of the old detective one long love story.
Elayne: Sure Cat, why not? Just give me a couple months. Swamped at work, but they're looking to replace me for one of my bosses.
||||||||| Bebop Lobo reminds all you hep cats to listen to Firesign’s NEW 24/7 RADIO STATION Click to listen anytime!"
''Bob'': I wonder if there are any airchecks of our favorite DJ Hawkmoth floating around out there to mix in...
Elayne: Here's the problem with women characters in Firesign - the 4or5 were of their time. Not terribly enlightened or liberated or with, you know, agency.
Elayne: Just filler to move the plot along.
Cat: ok, end of summer. we'll just exchange ideas and i'll cut stuff up.
EWeston: The guys female charcters have integrity, usually, but are often much different from real female voice/charcters. I'm just not sure how
Cat: i hope to get more once the new dvd comes out.
Elayne: Okay Cat, sounds good.
Elayne: EWeston, I think it's that agency that I spoke of.
llanwydd: agency, Elayne?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: "then stop slapping me!"
Cat: i want to hear directly from oona, melinda, judith, pete's daughter lily
Elayne: If you listen to Ossman's "Years in Your Ears" segment from How Time Flys, the woman who does that bit along with Harry Shearer is marvelous.
Elayne: Agency, as in "protagonists in their own stories."
Cat: good point ew
llanwydd: aha
shoes for the dead: gonna listen out, Park it and Lock it!
Elayne: Ah, real-life women rather than characters! I think I still have Tiny's address somewhere.
Cat: wasnt that harry's wife at the time?
EWeston: I'm not sure of the context Lil. Lampooning a female meme?
Cat: by shoes. keep geting beter
Elayne: Pretty sure she and Paul are still on my holiday card list.
''Bob'': Uh-oh. Buffering...
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Nite, shoes!
EWeston: The characters totally believe they're real?
Cat: only recently i've began to think of these collages as little radio shows
''Bob'': And we're back, just in time for the sax solo
Cat: i love steely dan
EWeston: There's always time for sax
llanwydd: Aja is my favorite SD
Cat: its really good
''Bob'': Yeah, me too. I always liked their hits, but a decade or so ago I dug in a lot deeper... So much good stuff, hardly any bad, in their discography.
Beet: I'm a sax addict
Lil: nite shoes
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Beet: See ya shoes
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I likes me a little violins in my sax… ya know?
EWeston: I sometimes follow a sax on my bass
''Bob'': Sax and violins?
''Bob'': Sounds fishy, E.
Cat: i cut the shit out of this song. i wonder what steely dan would think
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: (expletive), yes, Bob!
llanwydd: I had a friend in high school whose favorite bands were Jethro Tull and Steely Dan in the order
EWeston: It is uncomfortable. But a man has to do what a man has to do
llanwydd: kind of strange to think of it looking back. those two bands have little in common
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Yeah I'd award 'em ribbons
llanwydd: I meant "that" order
EWeston: In colors not found in nature
Cat: we all have our own ears
Beet: That was very, very nice.
llanwydd: I can't think of a color that isn't found in nature
Lil: Yes.
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
Lil: Bagel break
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: really lovely, Cat, truly!
Cat: i sent a new one to tween about time, called Same Firetime Same Firestaion
llanwydd: flowers certainly run the gamut
EWeston: Taupe
Rufus_T_Firetween: we'll have that next wee, hopefully
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** and while we're at it, any requests for next week?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I'd like to see flowers running… anywhere!~
Lil: aolways good to have some wee ready
Rufus_T_Firetween: or Cat, is there some FST material which whould go with your collage?
Cat: since then i've completed a new collage called Light Train, based on the song Train Song by Pentanble, Marilyn MOnroe explaing the theory of relaitivy to einbstein, and johnny carson as carl sagan
EWeston: Green metalflake
llanwydd: have we heard Bozos lately?
Cat: which was last? likght trane?
Lil: or Dear Friends album?
Cat: i keep churning them out?
Cat: no last was same firetime. i sent you that last week
Rufus_T_Firetween: We heard Bozos in January
EWeston: Think there was a call for The Dwarf
Cat: we just hear dwarf last week, right?
Rufus_T_Firetween: heard Dwarf 5/26
Lil: heard Dwarf last week
Cat: granted, there were monthes of my life when i listend to firesgin all day everyday
llanwydd: how about the entire Forward Into the Past album?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Rat was last week
EWeston: I experienced technical difficulties before ir came on.
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Have we heard In The Next World recently? (If so, I missed it)
Lil: correct Tweeny dear
Rufus_T_Firetween: Forward Into The Past is their first compilation, right? Before Shoes?
Cat: speaking of monroe
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
llanwydd: right
Rufus_T_Firetween: Next Worl was 4/21
Rufus_T_Firetween: *world
Cat: i hope you all have seen the movie Insignificance
llanwydd: I haven't seen that one cat
Rufus_T_Firetween: anything else you haven't heard in a while?
||||||||| Chick Lambert fades in and says: "I have no idea who this Friedstein Theatre is, but they 're honing in on my territory over at Duke of Madness Motors. Give 'em the what for, Storm!" "RUFF! RUFF!"
llanwydd: doesn't sound familiar
Rufus_T_Firetween: I don't have Forward
Cat: check it out, llan. i use a large slice of it in my latest collage
Cat: monroe explaing relativity to einstein. quite brilliantl you tube
llanwydd: I'll check it out
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
llanwydd: I used to listen to FItP an awful lot in high school
Rufus_T_Firetween: How about P&B "What This Country Needs"?
llanwydd: before I had most of their albums
Rufus_T_Firetween: Haven't heard that this year
Lil: how about that Tweeny
llanwydd: that's a good one, tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: OK, we'll do that then
EWeston: Sounds good. Everything I can think of seems to feel recent
||||||||| Captain Equinox flies in through the transom, landing on the bearskin rug. "Attention, solstice squad! After working a 12-hour day, I like to kick back and swill some juice out of a genuine Firesign coffee mug or Bear Whiz Beer stein!"
Lil: me too EW
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Matt the Electrician Is Alive?
''Bob'': 200 motels? :)
Cat: this is hilarious
Rufus_T_Firetween: it is :)
Deputy Dang: 'tis
Beet: Hello NSA Guy.
EWeston: Causes he's in charcter?
Cat: this is amazing; why dont i know this?
Beet: This country "limped" along.
||||||||| Deputy Dang says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, Deputy Dang exits at 10:17 PM.
Cat: by dang
Beet: Bye Dang
Cat: what is this, tween?
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Bye DePuty!
EWeston: Mu header says The Harry Cox Show, from DOMM
Rufus_T_Firetween: yep
Cat: i have owned and exploited domm for years now, ew
Rufus_T_Firetween: like it sayd in the header
||||||||| Nick Danger sneaks in and whispers "Get the scuttlebutt on Box of Danger here, whatever that means..."
Rufus_T_Firetween: *says
Cat: its just hard to retain so much memory as immediayrly useful
Beet: I think I'm going to start binge listening to DOMM again.
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol Cat
Cat: thanks tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: DOMM is quite the treasure trove :)
Cat: i heard some of it in real time
Cat: i am a source for some of domm. and lots of ohter firesign stuff
Cat: i am amazed at that as i then and now assumed everyone with a tape recorder was taping them
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| llanwydd - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Rufus_T_Firetween: Grid Bless You Cat
Beet: Boring Georing
Cat: i borrowed my friends recorder to record thier xmas eve 67 show. it was numinous
''Bob'': I only got to see them perform once, and I'm kicking myself for not smuggling in a tape recorder...
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
''Bob'': Then again, the show is probably better in my memory than it would ever be on tape.
Cat: its great enough that you saw them.
Beet: Hey, Tween, why not play some bootlegs?
Cat: yes, your memory is better than any tape
''Bob'': Though not as durable, I'm afraid.
||||||||| Bill Sprawl pokes his head in through the window and shouts "MARCHING TO SHIBBOLETH! Click to order!"
Rufus_T_Firetween: Beet: Hey, Tween, why not play some bootlegs? << I have been asked not to. They're working on new commercial releases
Beet: OK
Cat: thanks a lot for playing this, tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: Was actually stepping over the line last week playing the 2005 London show, but it just goes so well with Giant Rat
Rufus_T_Firetween: yw Cat :)
Cat: so much of their radio work was collage
Cat: so it;s natural for me to colage them with other stuff
Beet: I have some every day.
Cat: i have the best job in the world. i spend much of my day listening and than playing aorund with firesign theatre stuff
Rufus_T_Firetween: You think like they do
''Bob'': Definitely. One of the big differences between them and the Pythons, IMHO. (Love them both, of course.)
Cat: right, bob
EWeston: If you can check out the folks who inspired both, The Goon Show
Cat: before i forget, phil proctor paid me an immense compliment tongiht
''Bob'': I only have one of the Goons' albums, and I can hear the influence, but it doesn't excite me nearly as much as Firesign or Python.
Cat: if you heard llast weeks' cat collage, Rainy Day Firsign.
Cat: can you link to that, tween?
Beet: What did Phil say, Cat?
Cat: the new Boomers on the Bench is about our favourite herb, so i linked last weeks' collage, rainy day firesign
Lil: And Mad Magazine and EC comics says Phil
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat: can you link to that, tween? << I have a show link
Rufus_T_Firetween: maybe I can link your collage
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Rufus_T_Firetween: give me a few minutes
Cat: maybe check proctr's posts on facebook. can you find that, tween?
Cat: do y'all realizve i've been doing this continually since may of last year?
Rufus_T_Firetween: going to see if I can get your collage into dropbox
EWeston: Times fun when your having files. Or sumthin like that
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: I didn't, Cat. Much appreciation to for them all!
Cat: if you listen to this long enough, it alters your brain.
Rufus_T_Firetween: nah, sorry I'd to move it to a Linux machine and it's being uncooperative
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat, can you put it in your Dropbox and make a public link?
Rufus_T_Firetween: I have no way to search Proc's FB posts
Cat: you think?
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: Everything's turning…. blue! Cox? Hey Cox!
Rufus_T_Firetween: something sorely lacking from FB, if I may say
Cat: i'd like to have Radio Free Cat
Lil: Are you friends on FB? You can go to Phil's newfeed
||||||||| Ralph Spoilsport drives in through the door and says "Buy a new or used T-shirt from the Firesign Theatre Cafepress store! Hurry before this sentence ends!"
Cat: yes lil
Cat: i just used this found poem in my latest collage
Rufus_T_Firetween: Yeah, but there's no search utility
||||||||| Mayor P'nisnose strides up to the podium and speaks: "My fellow Armenians, if you have questions about exorcism, buy the new book "EXORCISM IN YOUR DAILY LIFE", now on sale. Incidentally, so is my vote."
Cat: about time. starring marily monroe
Lil: No, you'd have to scroll it
Lil: although FB does have a search box
Lil: I don't know how specific their search is
Cat: this is so funny
Beet: lol
Cat: they really utilize the noise of 4 wt once
Cat: one problem with my colages iss that i'm increasingly recyling
Cat: not exploring new stuff life this
Rufus_T_Firetween: Cat: they really utilize the noise of 4 wt once << absolutely
Cat: as art
Cat: dada to its greatest
Rufus_T_Firetween: for guys qho smoked pot, they made excellent drunks lol
Rufus_T_Firetween: *who
EWeston: Then push it through the grid
Beet: My hand is shaking
Rufus_T_Firetween: who's hand are you shaking?
Beet: I can't tell. It's dark.
EWeston: Don't let it near a light switch
''Bob'': Love the kazoos
Cat: this is woncrous
''Bob'': It's the ghost of Tweeny past!
Merlyn: thanks again recording of Tween
Beet: Enjoyed this tonight. Great collage, Cat. Nice selection, Tween. Thanks everyone. G'Nite.
||||||||| Catherwood tosses another cheese log on the fire and intones, "If you want to keep the cornstarch off your mukluks this season, buy a hoodie or a sweatshirt at the Firesign corner Cafepress store."
Rufus_T_Firetween: See you (cough, sniffle, sneeze) next (hack, gag) next week! lol
Merlyn: thanks again recording of Tween
Lil: Yep really enjoyed it
Cat: thanks againk tweeny
Merlyn: thanks again recording of Tween
Lil: Be well--and/or better everyone
||||||||| At 10:57 PM, Merlyn vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
EWeston: Yah gotta hot troll screaming at me somewhere, G'nite all
Lil: see y'all g'night
Rufus_T_Firetween: Until last time, again...
''Bob'': Thanks all! Glad I got everything installed in time to join in. :)
Johan Amadeus Myjetski: God night and good bless, all!
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| At 11:00 PM, Rufus_T_Firetween vanishes mysteriously -- just as Nino the Mind Boggler predicted!
||||||||| 11:12 PM: RedPillTweeny jumps out of the hall closet saying "I've been listening to all of you talking about me for the past half hour!"
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| RedPillTweeny - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:40 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| "11:46 PM? 11:46 PM!!" says Catherwood, "toadaway should be here by now...oh, THERE you are!" as toadaway enters and sits in the comfy chair.
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| rebozoette - dead from the yaws
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood walks in wearing his pyjamas, yawns, and mumbles "It's midnight here in New York city"...then he falls over and starts snoring loudly..
||||||||| It's 12:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| toadaway - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Johan Amadeus Myjetski - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood snorts derisively: "12:50 AM and late as usual, it's Captain Equinox, just back from Denver."
||||||||| It's 12:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| EWeston - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 1:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ''Bob'' - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:25 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from measles
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:40 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Lil - dead from jaundice
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 1:55 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Cat - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 2 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 2:10 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| shoes for the dead - dead from pneumonia
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Outside, the 2:48 AM uptown bus from Billville pulls away, leaving Son of Firesign coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Son of Firesign: Tou have to go back to Yoday's Log at the entrance page to view this item without interruptions, Catherwood, real men don't need directions or refreshed interruptions.
||||||||| Catherwood brings directions or refreshed interruptions.
Son of Firesign:
||||||||| Son of Firesign departs at 2:52 AM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:32 AM, time to change the log file and clean out unused rooms; please exit the chat room for a minute or two. Thank you for your patience."

The Evening's Participants:
''Bob''
Beet
Cat
Deputy Dang
Elayne
EWeston
Johan Amadeus Myjetski
Lil
llanwydd
Merlyn
rebozoette
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead
Son of Firesign

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
http://seemreal.com/
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com