Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
09/01/2016

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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 September 01, 2016 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Rufus_T_Firetween', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:03 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the sitting room...
||||||||| DJTweeny waltzes in at 8:14 PM carrying an obsidian door knocker.
||||||||| 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'
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. **
No Warm-Up Music Tonight
One of DJTweeny’s computers is being repaired, so no live show this evening, but there will be a replay of this year’s 4th Of Julie Show
visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com'
||||||||| Outside, the 8:40 PM uptown bus from North Carolina pulls away, leaving rebozoette coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
rebozoette: sob
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:42 PM and Ralph sashays out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Ralph: What has happened to my nose?
Ralph: Far out, Catherwood.... just roll me a couple of bombers and leave them on the side table
||||||||| Catherwood rolls Ralph a couple of bombers and leave them on the side table.
||||||||| 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 Captain Equinox gets out at 8:44 PM.
Ralph: nicely done..... thanks
Captain Equinox: Hiya, Kiddos!
Captain Equinox: You holdin'?
Ralph: no warm-up music for you tonight, bucko.........
Captain Equinox: Good thing this is a repeat show, I'm in listen only mode anyway.
DJTweeny: Hi Captain, Ralph, rebozoette
Captain Equinox: Hey!
Ralph: hey hey Dee Jay
DJTweeny: ** Streams are up, but no audio until the top of the hour
||||||||| New notice: '** There will be a Firesign Theatre/US Plus Stimulcast starting at 9pmET this evening. **
No Warm-Up Music Tonight
One of DJTweeny’s computers is being repaired, so no live show this evening, but there will be a replay of this year’s 4th Of Julie Show
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
visit Firesign's web site at www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com'
||||||||| Catherwood ushers cease into the room, accepts a grimy quarter as a gratuity, mutters something about 8:50 PM, then departs.
cease: is tonight a tribute to john cage?
DJTweeny: Hi cease
DJTweeny: Yes, John cage is doing tghe warm-up music this evening :)
DJTweeny: *the
cease: david ossman will be pleased.
DJTweeny: One of his biggest hits, as I recall
DJTweeny: haha
cease: you know he got fired from npr for doing a show on cage.
DJTweeny: No, never heard that
DJTweeny: good for him
cease: no, it was terrible for him. he left the firesign theatre to take that job
||||||||| 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 Nabby gets out at 8:54 PM.
DJTweeny: omg, well that's not so good :(
DJTweeny: Hi Nabby
cease: actually it turned out ok. he eventually got ajob in boston where he met his current wife (#3)
Nabby: Is this simulated do you suppose?
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Nabby: Hi Tweeny
cease: nabster
Nabby: Hey cease
cease: i'm just babbling away from my immense knoweldge of firesign, of no interest to all but their most insane fans.
DJTweeny: US Plus Simulcast
Nabby: Ralph, Cappy, reboz, cheerz
DJTweeny is crazee for FST
DJTweeny: love hearing all the tidbits, cease
Nabby: no audio hear heh
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
Currently playing: Replay of 2016’s 4TH OF JULIE SHOW featuring Firesign’s “BOOM DOT BUST” (one of Tweeny’s computers is busted)
128k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u or 16k at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
check out BOOM DOT BUST at >> https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-rv'
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, September 01, 2016 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!"
Nabby: aha, nevermind
DJTweeny: Straight from the archive to your ears, it's The Firesign Chat Show!
Nabby: it's a bit warm and squishy
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood pipes up: "9:01 PM and late as usual, it's Beet, just back from Hellmouth."
DJTweeny: Hi Beet
Nabby: Beet
Beet: Interesting start to the evening.
Beet: Hi Nab, Tween
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood intones: "9:03 PM and late as usual, it's shoes for the dead, just back from Michigan."
cease: borchst boy
DJTweeny: Hi shoes
shoes for the dead: Howdy
Beet: Hi shoes
Nabby: shoes for
cease: the non-socks
Nabby: Ello ello
Nabby: the sock-ons?
cease: that a nice musical mix
Nabby: the Dan
Nabby: there are apparently 11 dimensions, btw
Ralph: Time out of mind
cease: i dont think i have a favourite dan tune, but this is on the list.
shoes for the dead: the PET scan said they didn't get it all, so they're gonna do some immunotheropy
Nabby: great LP
DJTweeny: hope it goes smoothly, shoes
Nabby: thanks for the update shoes
cease: all the best, shoes.
shoes for the dead: less side effects than chemo
DJTweeny: good deal
||||||||| 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!"
cease: less is good.
Nabby: oh that's good
Nabby: love this track - one of the first LPs I bought yow
shoes for the dead: thanks for all the good vibes, it means alot
Nabby: (Time has come...)
cease: this is a scene from my play Neal Amid.
Nabby: Austin
cease: Austin was exquisite.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Got the new hard drive for the strteaming computer in today, but didn't have time to install it before the show. We'll be back to our regularly scheduled programming next week.
Nabby: thumbs up, cease
cease: we're on your side, shoes.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ** any requests for next week?
Nabby: hmm
cease: good to hear, tween.
Nabby: I'll defer to the gallery
Nabby: Neato Rufus
cease: did you get Hunter and Bear?
cease: its pretty long.
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "9:12 PM and late as usual, it's Lil, just back from Vermont."
Rufus_T_Firetween: yes I did cease
shoes for the dead: bear aka owsley?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Lil
shoes for the dead: hey Lil
Nabby: Hey Lil
Lil: Vermont? LOL Hi gang
Rufus_T_Firetween: cease, maybe you can suggest an album which will go with it and would fit in the time slot
Nabby: space molecules
Beet: Hi Lil
Rufus_T_Firetween: give it some thought and email me, OK cease?
cease: Hi Lil
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
cease: .
Captain Equinox: Time flies like an arrow.
Rufus_T_Firetween: otherwise I'll pull something out of DOMM which fits the available time
||||||||| Mark Time invites you to watch and listen to Firesign’s XM Radio Performances Watch The Firesign Theatre In Action!
Captain Equinox: fruit flies like a banana
Nabby: hang on to your potatoes
Nabby: DOMM is always good
Rufus_T_Firetween: catherwood, please give everyone a banana for their fruit flies
||||||||| Catherwood gives everyone a banana for their fruit flies.
||||||||| 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!"
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and announces "Announcing 'Mudhead', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 9:16 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the vestibule...
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi Mudhead
Nabby: Mud
shoes for the dead: hey Mud
Mudhead: hi all
Beet: Hi Mud
Lil: Hiya Muddie
cease: muddy
shoes for the dead: where is this from, Cease?
cease: ossman's production company, Otherwold Media with Judith
cease: i bought it as a cassette from them.
Beet: Steely D sounding particularly good tonight
Ralph: hahahaha i have never heard this
cease: welcome to billville, ralph
Lil: I have this on combination audio plus pics. Unusual format.
shoes for the dead: neato,lil
||||||||| Catherwood stumbles in and intones "Presenting 'Elayne', just granted probation at 9:27 PM", then leaves hurriedly.
Elayne: Evenin' all
cease: Hi El
shoes for the dead: hey Elayne
Beet: Hello Ms E
Elayne: Sorry about the busted computer, Tween
Nabby: Hi Elayne
Lil: Hi Elayne
Nabby: sort of in and out 2 nite
||||||||| Catherwood stops by and announces "While you bozos sit here in the Waiting Room, why not shop at the Firesale store?"
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hey E, thanks. Hard drive died, but I have a new one now. Will be ready for the next show :)
cease: doomed in dung dong
Rufus_T_Firetween: love this album
Elayne: So, any fun plans for Laborious Day?
cease: there is a vast audio feast of firesign wonders
Elayne: Here at the Riggs Residence, we're cataloguing comics prior to getting rid of them (Robin), and ironing (me). Woo, um, hoo?
cease: I will continue to avoid all labour.
Rufus_T_Firetween: lol cease
cease: am contemplating a collage about nixon.
Rufus_T_Firetween: ooooh, that sounds like a cool idea
cease: there is almost too much material there.
Rufus_T_Firetween: good clips from Lawyer's hospital
Lil: Gaming tournament online over weekend
cease: the presidents in hell of course
Lil: Of course
Ralph: Bill Barnes Stormer?
cease: bozos, rollie maidens
cease: where does bergman refer to him as "noxon?"
Elayne: Nox on, Nox off
Ralph: Bottom Fiedler Films
cease: one of there radio shows?
shoes for the dead: ray surround america
cease: who's that knock knock knockin on your door?
Mudhead: Hermine
shoes for the dead: gonna listen out, Park it and Lock it!
Rufus_T_Firetween: be well, shoes
Ralph: omg this is hilarious
cease: keep getting better shoes
Beet: nite Mr shoes
Nabby: take care shoeses!
Nabby: must head out - GREAT to see all - great show Tweeny
Nabby: Take care RTF
Rufus_T_Firetween: Thanks Nabby, have a great week :)
||||||||| It's 9:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Elayne - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
cease: stay well, nab
cease: come back from the dead occasionally, el.
Beet: see ya nab
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 10 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Ralph: Thai food Mary
Ralph: omg
Rufus_T_Firetween: one of my favorite skits is The Devilmaster From Infirmco
Rufus_T_Firetween: masterful production, as always
Beet: Eyes getting heavy. Gonna call it for the night. Thanks everyone. Thanks Tween. G'Nite.
||||||||| Outside, the 10:11 PM crosstown bus from Funfun Town pulls away, leaving toadaway coughing in a cloud of diesel fumes.
Rufus_T_Firetween: good rest to you, Beet
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi toadaway
cease: toad
Rufus_T_Firetween: this is DOMM broadcast "Deputy Dan Will Find Us No Matter Where We Go"
Ralph: still funny after all these years
Rufus_T_Firetween: absolutely
||||||||| It's 10:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| toadaway - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Lil: Love the material in the DOMM
Rufus_T_Firetween: great broadcasts
cease: there is much to love
Lil: Night Beet
Lil: Indeed so cease
Rufus_T_Firetween: and xease heard many of them live when they were first broadcast :)
Rufus_T_Firetween: *cease
Lil: Yes I do envy the access you've had over the years cease
cease: i pursued that access. they were very welcoming.
Lil: that was the best part : -)
cease: i had been writing plays since 1959. when i heard their mushroom shows in 67, i knew they were the direction i wanted to go.
cease: when i finally met them, they wanted to work with me, as we're all going the same direction
Lil: nice
Rufus_T_Firetween: you must have been quite young when you started writing plays
cease: indeed
Lil: That's my line LOL
cease: gotta start young if you're gonna stick it out.
Rufus_T_Firetween: FST *rimshot*
||||||||| "Happy" Harry Cox pops in and say "I was right! Everything I knew WAS wrong! You CAN get "Profiles in Barbecue Sauce", chock full of meaty Firesign scripts!"
||||||||| Catherwood leads ChromiumSwitchgrass in through the front door at 10:49 PM, picks up his cues (only slightly scorched), and heads for the billiard room.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Hi CS
cease: tom?
Rufus_T_Firetween: Is that you, Tom?
ChromiumSwitchgrass: greets.
Rufus_T_Firetween: Welcome to the last 10 minutes of the replay
ChromiumSwitchgrass: Kane, Trump, what difference does it make?
Rufus_T_Firetween: is that a reference to Farmer Yassur?
Rufus_T_Firetween: not Tom :/
Rufus_T_Firetween: The show starts at 9pm Eastern. Hope to see you here next week :)
cease: thanks again, tween
Rufus_T_Firetween: always my pleasure
Ralph: That was great, missed it the first time around -- thanks DJ
||||||||| cease says "Catherwood, call me a cab." After the obvious joke, cease exits at 10:58 PM.
||||||||| New notice: '** THANKS FOR LISTENING, ALL! **
Thanks to Radio Free Dishnuts, www.dishnuts.net, for providing the streaming server for the simulcast :)
Be sure to join me (Kurt in Austin) for my live RADIO FREE ROADKILL show from 6-8pm EST every Sunday at www.dishnuts.net
Listen to my show archives and ARCHIVES FOR FIRESIGN CHAT SHOWS at: www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 11 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Lil: Night all and thanks
DJTweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| It's 11:25 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| ChromiumSwitchgrass - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Rufus_T_Firetween - dead from dengue fever
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 11:55 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Mudhead - dead from measles
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| DJTweeny - dead from the common cold
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Lil - dead from the yaws
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| rebozoette - dead from the common cold
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| It's 12:55 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 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 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:
||||||||| Ralph - 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:
||||||||| Beet - dead from intense demonic possession
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Captain Equinox - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| 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:
||||||||| Nabby - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| 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:
Beet
Captain Equinox
cease
ChromiumSwitchgrass
DJTweeny
Elayne
Lil
Mudhead
Nabby
Ralph
rebozoette
Rufus_T_Firetween
shoes for the dead

URL References:
https://firesigntheatrelegacy.com/media/media.php?item=bdb-rv
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny.m3u
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/tweeny16k.m3u
www.dishnuts.net
www.firesigntheatrelegacy.com
www.kurtericson.com/txroadkill/roadkillshow