Weekly Firesign Chat Cheese Log

A Firesign Chat
01/02/2025

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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 4:32 AM - I now declare Thursday's chat log for January 02, 2025 officially open!"... and then, he retires back to the vestibule...
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and Tweeny waltzes out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
||||||||| New notice: '** WE'RE GLAD YOU MADE IT!! **
The Firesign Chat & Show starts at 7pm Eastern/6pm Central/5pm Mountain/4pm Pacific
Tonight: ** HAPPY NEW YEAR! **
Firesign's WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN OR SOMEONE LIKE HIM
with a Firesign commentary on the making of the album
STILL WAITING FOR THE ELECTRICIAN
and from Phil Austin’s TALES OF THE OLD DETECTIVE “The Age Of Brass”
Listen to the 256k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2 or the 16k stream at: http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
This show is archived at www.kurtericson.net/firesign | Cat’s collage archive is at www.kurtericson.net/cat'
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 7 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 8 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
||||||||| It's 8:45 PM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Tweeny - dead from The Plague
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
||||||||| Catherwood strides in with a trumpet, plays a fanfare, and proclaims "Nine PM on Thursday, January 02, 2025 - I now declare alt.comedy.firesgn-thtre's chat officially open!" -- then he looks around at the empty room, looks at his watch, and mumbles "...am I early?"
||||||||| Tweeny enters at 8:00 PM as Catherwood takes their hat and goat and runs off to the Haberdashery Barn.
||||||||| Catherwood trudges in at 8:00 PM, dragging Deputy Dang by one foot and asks "Can anyone vouch for this Yahoo ™?"
Deputy Dang: It's always 8:00 PM somewhere! Howdy, Tweeny!
||||||||| Catherwood enters with Cease close behind, mutters something about disrupting his 8:00 PM tree-stunting plans, and hurries off to the Aviary.
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Cease!
Cease: hi dang
Tweeny: Howdy Deputy, Cease :)
Cease: another year, another chat
Cease: tween
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Hello, we're glad you made it!"
Tweeny: We made another ride around The Sun ;)
Cease: i remember when electrician came out
Tweeny: on Spaceship Earth as Buckminster Fuller called it
||||||||| 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..
Cease: for a;; the calamities that haunted 1968, the year was blessed with this album
Cease: all
||||||||| A time machine materializes at 8:00 PM and BuzzyKrumhunger bounds out, carrying a grape from ancient Greece.
Cease: hi buzzy
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Buzzy!
BuzzyKrumhunger : Owww, not so loud, eh? Still nursing a hangover. Been nursing it since 1985, but still…
Tweeny: Hi Buzzy
BuzzyKrumhunger : Might need to skip out in about twenty minutes to yell at the pathetisad Canada Whirld Juniors game against Czech Slo something or other.
Cease: i am one of the few canadians who has no interest in hockey
BuzzyKrumhunger : We had this discussion several weeks ago ;). If the Canadians soil the sheets as I expect they will I just might join you on the sidelines!
BuzzyKrumhunger : Bob Arborgast (?) is a name I’ve heard of before, maybe in relation with Albert Brooks?
Cease: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Arbogast
Cease: carpenter was truly strange
BuzzyKrumhunger : Harry Seagoon
BuzzyKrumhunger : Off to be disappointed in a bunch Canadian teenagers. Gawsh, that doesn’t sound right…thanks for the show tonight. Will listen to the replay
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Everyone knew her as Nancy."
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims BuzzyKrumhunger , who then hurries out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
Deputy Dang: G'nite Buzzy!
Cease: by buzz
Deputy Dang: I always loved that sequence. Well, butte, mound, beaut.
Cease: what a beauyiful mound
||||||||| Catherwood enters the room, strikes a gong, and bellows "THE TIME IN NEW YORK IS 1 O'CLOCK", then silently exits.
Cease: anyone here?
Tweeny: Have to get up early for work tomorrow partners, so I'll be sayin' so long
Tweeny: Until last time, again...
||||||||| Tweeny departs at 8:00 PM, singing "Toad away, toad away; toad away, toad away! Where do you go when you're toad away?"
Cease: by tween
||||||||| It's 1:15 AM, and that means it's time to play BEAT THE REAPER! And here's how our contestants did:
||||||||| Deputy Dang - dead from the fiddlers
||||||||| Better luck next time! And now, back to our chatroom, which is already in progress...
Cease: just me now?
Cease: not a good way to start the year
: the "plastic arts"???
||||||||| With a theatrical clearing of his throat, Catherwood announces: "8:00 PM and late as usual, it's Mutt, just back from Hellmouth."
||||||||| Catherwood steals into the room, and intones "Announcing 'Deputy Dang', also known as 'Nancy' -- the time is 8:00 PM" -- then he slowly retires back into the Aviary...
Deputy Dang: I've been here but just discovered I had a network problem.
Mutt: How-dy all
Deputy Dang: Howdy, Mutt!
Mutt: And Happy New Year!
Mutt: Hey Deputy!
Cease: hey mutt
Mutt: Hiya Cease.
Mutt: Was listening to some stuff from Dear Friends today and it brought dear old Dexter Fong to mind.
Cease: good old dex
Mutt: I only knew him through the chat but he was a real treat to bounce stuff around with
Cease: stayed at his place my last trip to NYC in 2010
Mutt: Wasn’t he a musician in real life? Seem to recall that. Hope your trip in 2010 was good.
Cease: we did 3 days of art and food, he was in a play i was doing at the time
Mutt: Wow
Cease: no but he was a dj on wbai at one point
Mutt: Ah. Thanks.
Cease: https://s3.amazonaws.com/rfd-firesign/cat/meetings_with_fong.mp3
Cease: a collage i made in his memory
Mutt: Are you still on the good side of the grid, Deputy?
Mutt: Thanks for the link! Will listen this weekend.
Deputy Dang: Not sure any more. I need to send out resumes and am putting it off, tempting homelessness.
Cease: you are near homeless?
Mutt: Sorry to hear that.
Mutt: Get those resumes out - it hurts, I am sure, but do it.
Cease: i thought having a broken arm was bad
Mutt: Easy for me to say, obviously
Deputy Dang: I'm not late on any bills, but they are piling up.
Mutt: You do what you can. We all do what we can. An old boss once told me to speak up for myself because no one else was going to do it.
Deputy Dang: This part is definitely reminiscent of the Goon Show.
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "They're in everyone's eggs."
Mutt: He’s ok!
Cease: berman once said, if you dont look after yourself, who will? but if you only look out for yourself, what are you lookin out for?
Mutt: Very true
Cease: bergman on the radio, 1968
Deputy Dang: I see... you are... a sailor...
Cease: my fave firesign line
Mutt: Mine, too.
Cease: b4 that album came out, i read a poem by baudelaire which includes the line "and sailorsm and many others"
Cease: both bozo line and baudelaire line are doors opening into infinity
Mutt: The sounds of the ropes tensing and relaxing, like on a real sailing ship, give me chills. The whole effect in that last moment is immortal.
Cease: tis
Deputy Dang: I wonder what about it makes it so.
Cease: firesign genius
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "Join the expectant crowd gathering now as we stop here on..."
Mutt: We are all sailors on the seas of time
||||||||| Catherwood interjects: "More coffee, warden?"
Cease: indeed
Mutt: Push off, and sitting well in order smite The sounding furrows; for my purpose holds To sail beyond the sunset, and the baths Of all the western stars, until I die.
Cease: austin sure could write
Deputy Dang: Nice
Mutt: Enjoyed that very much
Deputy Dang: Thank you for being here! Let's hope 2025 is the best year so far!
Cease: 2 places next week
Cease: hope so too, dang
||||||||| Deputy Dang rushes off, saying "8:00 PM? Mark Time is almost on! Where's a radio?"
||||||||| Cease leaves to catch the 8:00 PM train to Funfun Town.
Mutt: Thanks fellow bozos. See ya soon
||||||||| "8:00 PM? I'm late!" exclaims Mutt, who then rushes out through the french doors and down through the bushes.
||||||||| Catherwood enters, and announces to all and sundry "It's 4:31 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:

BuzzyKrumhunger
Cease
Deputy Dang
Mutt
Tweeny

URL References:
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd1
http://listen.ehhh.us:8000/rfd2
www.kurtericson.net/cat
www.kurtericson.net/firesign
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bob_Arbogast
https://s3.amazonaws.com/rfd-firesign/cat/meetings_with_fong.mp3